STORY 1 OUR CONJUGAL AMOROUSNESS

Cast of Characters with their Profile:

Sushma:

Her relation with Mahir: Wife
Her age: 27 years
Her occupation: A knack housewife
Her face: Alluring and nymphish, oval in shape
Her eyes: Deep set, heavy-lidded, and dark brown
Her nose: Straight
Her mouth and lips: Full and rosy pink
Her hair: Black, silky, ample, and mostly intertwined by her into a thick plait which runs down to her arse
Her voice: Musical
Her figure: Voluptuous, hourglass, and soft – contoured
Her BWH: 38DDD/29/40
Her height: 5′ 5″
Her attire: Sari (nivi drape), mangalsutra, and bangles. She prefers to wear bangles on
her left wrist.

Some Info about Sushma’s Sari drape:

The sari is a strip of unstitched cloth which is worn over a petticoat or underskirt and a short-sleeved choli or blouse. There are various styles of sari drapes but most common of them is known as nivi. The nivi drape starts with one end of the sari tucked into the waistband of petticoat. The cloth is wrapped around the lower body once, then hand-gathered into even pleats just below the navel. The pleats are also tucked into the waistband of petticoat. They create a graceful, decorative effect similar to the petals of a flower.
After one more turn around waist, the loose end is draped over shoulder. This loose end is called the pallu or pallav which is draped diagonally in front of the torso. It is worn across the right hip to over the left shoulder, partly baring the midriff. The navel can be revealed or concealed by the wearer as she can adjust the pallu, depending on social setting in which the sari is being worn. The long end of the pallu hanging from the back of shoulder is often intricately decorated. The pallav may either be left hanging freely, tucked in at the waist, used to cover the head, or just used to cover the neck by draping it across the right shoulder as well.

Mahir (Narrator of this story):

His relation with Sushma: Husband
His age: 23 years
His occupation: Chartered accountant
His face: Square with prominent cheek bones
His eyes: Close set
His nose: Convex
His lips: Thin
His hair: Black and close cropped
His voice: Deep in pitch
His figure: Muscular
His height: 5′ 6″
His attire: Shirt and pantaloon
Kurta or loose shirt and pajamas or trousers (mostly worn by him at home)

Sushma and I were married one year back. Since then our conjugal love has grown stronger and deeper than before. The love she feels for me and the love I express with her is pure and heartfelt. It suits best for me to dramatize this amorousness as the central idea of first story.
Most of our nights pass under the lingering passion of making love. Every time, we prefer to change the routine. Hence, I can’t jot down all the overnight, erotic adventures we indulge into. Nevertheless to generalize the narration, I have to spice it up for the sake of pleasure.
After taking supper we go to our bedroom. We chat heartily and watch TV for some time. Then I take the initiative and we hug each other. Our lips meet in a passionate kiss and my tongue pushes into her full lips. She responds impulsively by sucking on my lips and tongue. My hands don’t stay idle but they roam up and down her back. I can hear her moans which mix with the jingle of bangles as she raises her arms to hug me around shoulders. The kiss seems to lock our lips for ages. But I break it on an urge to slobber down her body.
I kiss on her neck and proceed to her huge bust which is yet covered under the choli. I don’t stop there but kiss down her midriff which is still enshrouded by the pallu. Sushma closes her eyes and raises her left arm higher. I hear the jingle of her bangles again and can perceive the shift of pallu from her midriff. Now I can kiss on her exposed navel and dart my tongue out to lick it. My arms clasp Sushma around her wide hips.
I turn my head to kiss and lap on the naked left side of her waist. After nuzzling down her hip, I bury my face into the pleats of sari where her ripe womanhood lies underneath. She pulls at my hair, and I take this as an alarm for the rise of heat between her thighs. Perceiving at her desire for some bold foreplay, I look up at her and get on my feet. We hug and kiss each other fervently before going to bed.
With deft maneuver I take-off Sushma’s sari, unbutton her blouse, unhook her bra and pull the petticoat down her full legs. Then I step back and stare at her. Now she stands before me in stark-naked splendor. Usually I do not take off my clothes before going through the erotic tour of her nudity. Hence I push her on back and kneel beside her then.
At first, I reach her face. Sushma smiles beauteously and closes her eyes at the light touch of my fingers. They roam all over her face in smooth deliberation. This blissful expression on her face makes me to stoop over her. My lips kiss hers lightly. The jingle of bangles is followed by her welcoming hug and I close my eyes too. The warmth of this embrace intoxicates us in the glory of heartfelt affection and the kiss grows passionate. Indeed, we are engrossed into the depth of this unbreakable bond. Yes it’s unbreakable even if Sushma’s vulnerable nakedness triggers me to slide down and proceed with the erotic tour of her curvaceous figure.
I kiss Sushma on chin, cheeks, nose, eyes, forehead and lips. I lick on her neck and she heaves under lingering stupor. After bracing my knees between her thighs I lick her neck again, and reach her chest to grab on the pair of bikini-lined jugs. I have to stoop further and feed my eyes with this taking close up. The resilient lop-sided massiveness of her breasts ignites my hunger while I keep on squeezing them. I stare at the rise and fall of her light brown nipples under the manual pressure. Her huge melons seem to attract me for more attention. Instantly, I kiss the lush pair of her mammas with alternative deliberation and dart my tongue out to coat them with saliva.
After licking and kissing her breasts repetitively, I open my mouth to suck her left nipple. My lips take her firm flesh and hold it in forced suction. The lubricating effect of saliva lets her nipple to slip out of my mouth momentarily.
I take Sushma’s left teat orally, slurp-sucking it again. She moans softly. Her right hand fingers through my hair as I kiss her erect nipple. My tongue makes circular strokes on her large areola before I suck her tit for more.
Then, I kiss my way to her right boob and lap it like a hungry cat. My tongue makes circular lapping strokes over its resilient mass and areola. I press my mouth on her sensitive nipple and hear her say “Ooh…ummm…” Sushma’s moans urge me to open mouth and take that light brown protuberance in hard suction.
I suck and lick both of her huge tits for longer moments before proceeding to kiss down her soft creamy midriff. Darting my tongue out, I try to push its tip into Sushma’s navel and make quick lingual twirls. After pressing my mouth hard on her button, I nuzzle further down to her mons. There, I can smell the pungency of her dripping pussy that is sheltered by the bushy triangle.
She moves her body a bit as I touch and push her thighs wide open. With left hand, I shift her dark tendrils that have hidden her pink petals. The aroma of her sex intoxicates me to lick her groins. My right hand strokes her sensitive morsel with gentle deliberation. This generates the sparks of lust within her very soul and she says, “Yesss… aah… ummm… yesss…”
To keep her waiting for a good oral intrusion of pussy sounds bad. Hence, I dive my face between her thighs and inhale the odor oozing from her entrance. Her vaginal slit quivers as I rub my nose into her labia. Her moans get louder and the pleasure building within her is ignited as I dart my tongue out to lick her slit in upward strokes.
I lick and lap Sushma’s pussy like a hungry cat. Thereby, my lips plant a kiss on her hood to mark the location of her ultra sensitive clit. It isn’t difficult for me to take a bite of her pink morsel and she grabs on the bed-spread under utmost lust. Sushma’s moans grow louder which excite me to lick her cunt further on.
I lick and kiss and suck her cunt with vigor. She doesn’t want me to stop and I don’t want to stop. Her hands now push my head deeper into her womanhood and my face seems to be glued between her thighs.
Sushma cries aloud and I eat her more. She screams as the pleasure-waves brim at peak within her quivering vagina. Under heightened tension of lust, she sprays her honey into my thirsty mouth. I drink her girl-cum to the last drop and lick her slit clean of its traces.
I keep on lapping her spent cunt, kiss her thighs and then crawl atop her. For some time, we lie on bed in a warm snuggling hug before she helps me to be denuded like her and I take the initiative again. I am always earnest to kiss her gorgeous body from head to toe. I lick Sushma’s soles, suck her toes and then crawl up slobbering her front all over again.
Our lips meet in a passionate kiss and then we shift positions. I turn her over to lie face down and proceed to lick her back from nape to flanks. As I stroke her bigger bottom, she moans softly. I take this as an encouragement to be more passionate with her. Hence I lick the crease between her ass cheeks, bite them alternatively, and kiss down her legs. After licking her calves and soles, I revert on those fleshy buttocks to kiss. For rebuilding the lust within her, I help my wife to lie on back again. With gentle deliberation, I push Sushma’s thighs apart to eat her cunt and then crawl up to suck her engorged nipples.
We engage in a deep lip-locking kiss, stroking each other’s bodies alongside. The kiss doesn’t break even while our bodies shift positions. After bracing my legs between her splayed thighs, I reach her tits to squeeze them. This time, Sushma doesn’t lie under me as a dummy. Her right hand reaches down to stroke my 7″ hardness. In response to Sushma’s signal, I have to lower my hips and facilitate her for guiding my shaft’s entry through her front door.
She sighs as my bulbous tip touches her ready petals. And what a delicious feeling it is! My sensitive tip comes in contact with Sushma’s moistened orifice. We both hiss and our moans seem to echo within the room.
Instantly, I dive into her sheath and my cock slides slowly through her lubricated love-canal. We are in blissful contentment now. The pleasure shoots up higher as the tip of my cock lodges deeper through the pink walls of her cunt.
I take my phallus out momentarily and with the downward force of hips, I push into Sushma’s cunt again. At first the tempo is slower but it picks up its pace as I make thrust after thrust into her. I’ve been successful to please my wife whenever it comes to fuck and I know this surely works; lodging my weapon down to her hilt and then sliding it out while keeping the tip within her love-canal. I have good control on shooting out the semen. Hence, the thrusts I make into her usually exceed up to 10 scores.
As this fucking episode goes longer, Sushma rolls her eyes in stupor and scratches my back. Ultimately, I grow violent on my wife. The heightened lust fills her up to the brim. Her screams grow louder at each push and she hugs me tight. I strain up because my glands seem to engorge under the pressure of utmost desire.
And then we are released together… I push my hips hard against hers as the gushes of cum ooze from our genitals and get mixed into her love tunnel. The violent stress of fuck drains out much of our vitality.
I lie atop her lax form. Sushma’s legs are still parted around my narrow hips. Our genitals are yet merged together. It seems to us that we’ve passed out for uncountable moments.
Sometimes it doesn’t happen, and sometimes it so happens that I get up and turn her to lie face down. I kiss Sushma’s back from nape to toes and spend more time on kissing her huge cheeks. After licking the crease between them, I turn her on back again.
I kiss Sushma on lips, proceed on sucking her tits and go down to eat her cunt. When she sighs out her release, I lick her pussy clean of cum. Before going through another mind blowing fuck, I kiss her body from head to toe and again from toe to head. Then we fall asleep hugging each other for the rest of night.