The content of this story is not that explicit but still as a narrator, I hope it will tickle your horny bones. This funny incident started on a fine ...Friday afternoon in an apartment at Indrapuram, Ghaziabad when Rita (a horny house wife), called Mahesh (her lover) for her her daily afternoon sex ritual, when her husband Ravi was not around.Let me tell you about my characters a bit more elaborately, so that you may visualize them better.Rita: A hot Indian bhabi, huge boobs, milky white skin,. I was in no mood to stop. I held her in my arms and fucked her there. Holding her. Then she came upon me and fucked me in cowboy style. I licked her boobs. It was very small only 32b.Finally, I was ready to explode so I took my dick and removed my condom and came all over her breast. I wanted to go one more round but there were no condoms left. Then I got this wicked idea.So I took the bottle of oil and started fingering her asshole. Later she was ready to take me. I slowly inserted my dick in. “What’s up?”I asked, placing my cup on the table. Jo-Anne seemed to suddenly snap out of it and looking at me, suddenly said.“You must think I’m easy. A few kisses on my neck and I’m almost ready to let you have your way with me.” It surprised me but then I thought how should I answer that? Sexually experienced may be, but still a lot to learn where women were concerned. “Jo-Anne, I don’t think you are easy. I came to your home because we seemed to get on so well in the pool. I am sorry if I. Their lips clung and Nathan felt heat streak through him. And pleasure. And even more disturbing, need and want.He broke the contact, quickly moving away from the temptation she presented, turning his back on her."I... I'm sorry," Carlie said, her voice a quiet murmur.Nathan waved his hand at her, dismissing her apology. "It's my fault," he said, looking over his shoulder. "I should be the one to apologize. I'm going to... ah check on the furnace. You go ahead and find your book, relax this.