Spiced-Up Marriage – Indian Sex Stories

Born in a Jat family in Haryana, Sarda Yadav Bose, aged some 27 now; pretty in looks, wheatish in complexion, little more than medium in height by Indian woman’s standard 5’6 with a tight-fleshed curvaceous body 34B 29 35 smart, liberal and horny. She completed her pre-graduation from a Convent school at Durgapur in West Bengal and subsequently finished her graduation from LSR College (Delhi University).

Two years ago She love-married a same-aged Bengali boy who’d also studied at Delhi University. Her husband Shantanu Banerjee is dark-skinned, medium-height, intelligent and liberal. He’s now a marketing manager in a noted corporate sector organization. They live in Greater Kailash-I in New Delhi. Sarda runs her own small boutique (of lingerie) from a room downstairs their 2-storied house at Greater Kailash-I.

By the way, with them lives another woman and she’s none other than Sarda’s senior (and only) sister Shakshi, a divorcee and mother of an infant child. She is Sarda’s elder by 3 years, quite pretty like Sarda, fair and little plump which rather sharpened her sex-appeal. These two sisters have been quite fond of and friendly with each other ever since their early years.

Their marriage was, in its initial months, quite warm and successful, but then gradually it turned a bit dull or monotonous as it lacked something as far as conjugal sexuality went. And Sarda was worried about it and looking for a solution to enliven or rejuvenate the warmth of their conjugality in terms of sex.

Then one Sunday morning, while Sarda and Shantanu were having their tea in the hall, their appeared one their old common friend, Anees Ahmed who’d been Shantanu’s classmate in University, and had helped ‘Shantanu-Sarda’ a lot during their premarital courtship days, by often facilitating them with a rendezvous, i.e his vacant (1 BkC) flat at Mayur Vihar. Seeing him at the doorstep after a long period, both Shantanu and Sarda was overjoyed and welcomed him in, cordially.  In no time three of them turned busy in their mutual chats.

Sarda was then in her casual outfits a front-bottomed U-necked tight top and a Bermuda shorts which left her full legs, up to mid-thighs, open to exposition. But that did not matter there. They are chatting on different current and old topics, and then suddenly Sarda touched upon a topic of marriage; she asked their friend Anees: when are you getting married, Anee ? He blushed, smiled and then silently drew out an envelope from his pocket,

And opening its cover he pulled out a poster-card sized photograph, and showed them, saying: “Here is the girl’s photo. She is Chandni Islam, my wife-to-be. In the snap, she looked gorgeous and sexy. Sarda teased Anees: Hmm. She looks fabulous and horny in it.  Shantanu agreed with his wife and asked Anees if he had already met her in privacy and kissed her yet. Anees turned ablush, and blurted out:

Obviously, I want to meet her, but I feel scared if she does not like my advances, kisses in particular! Hearing Anees, both Sarda and Shantanu burst into a giggle, to a little embarrassment of Anees. Next moment a strange thing developed, which Sarda didn’t expect from Shantanu. But she didn’t object to it either. What happened that Shantanu came out with a strange proposition?

He said out: “Anees needs now a help to get over his inhibition and fear complex with woman’s body so the best thing will”, he continued, “be for him to be imparted with some training in this context. Intelligent Sarda instantly understood what Shantanu meant, and she thought it might be a better experiment on her part to add a hot spice to remove dullness in her conjugal immunity in a way.

So, she cast a look at her husband, Shantanu, and her eyes smiled in a tacit acquiescence. Her mien or body-language encouraged Shantanu to go ahead with what was on his mind. Winking at Sarda on the blind side of Anees, Shantanu further said out (to Anees):  All right. Kiss. Anees innocently reached out to Shantanu to plant a kiss. Shantanu stooped him, and told: “Stupid! Not me, kiss Sarda”.

Taken aback by Shantanu’s words, Anees remained speechless and motionless for a few moments; He looked to be at a fix; he was agape. Sensing his confusion and inhibition, Shantanu came to his rescue, and he made him sit next to, or almost facing, Sarda on the divan, and then placed Anees’s one hand straightway on Sarda’s elated breasts. This direct intimate touch sent a sexual ripple through Sarda’s spine, that induced her too loose continence.

And On that impulse she wrapped her arms around Anees, and sealed his mouth with hers, shoving her eager tongue inside his mouth in spontaneous passion, dead in front of her husband Shantanu. While kissing or sucking Sarda’s tongue, Anees’s hands fumbled over Sarda’s to roll it up to free her boobs in the open. So for a moment Sarda broke their kiss, and yanked the top, including the bra, off her upside.

Anees’s eyes pooped out seeing the covetable firm rounded breasts, tipped with brown areolae, of Sarda, who then brought Anees’s hands to her breasts and asked him to enjoy and love-molest her youth-overflown globes to his heart’s content. Gladdened Anees needed no more invitation. He pinned her to the divan, on her back, and started kneading and cupping Sarda’s pert breasts that smiled to his every soft and hard squeeze with all its resilience and fleshy arrogance.

Anees brought his mouth to Sarda’s aloft bosom and started lapping her total breasts, alternating one to another, running his tongue-tip from base to top, making her hiss and yell in pleasure. Sarda was turning wet, and in no time her total breasts were drenched with Anees’s saliva of lust. Moments later, Anees uplifted Sarda in his strong arms and carried her to the bedroom, suggested by his friend Shantanu, the husband of Sarda Yajav.

Next moment Sarda was lying flat on her beck, in the bed. And togetherly Anees and Shantanu denuded her totally by yanking her Bermuda and under-garment off her body. At her request two of them also undid their clothes, and now all three of them were ready to enjoy a wild fun of threesome sex. Sarda was a bit taken aback, and delighted, seeing that her beloved husband Shantanu had a full erection, and so was with their Muslim friend Anees.

And it all began Sarda invited her both men to share her eager sensitive breasts, one each. In no time two different adult mouths came over her pair of succulent breasts, and she felt strong suction on her nipples that created in her sexual ripples which ran through her spine taking her rapidly towards a shuddering climax. And she yelled aloud as the orgasm overtook her; her males still continued lapping at and licking her nectarine youth, with a gusto.

Moments later they withdrew from mouthing Sarda’s body, and squatted down on her two sides, while Sarda started masturbating them over her aloft firm breasts. Sarda’s husband could not hold longer such high degree of excitement, and a squirt of semen came out from his angry penis and splashed over his supine wife’s breasts, and teemed down her flanks. Anees did not ejaculate.

Instead, he shifted and positioned himself between Sarda’s thighs, and widening them apart he brought his eager mouth to her warm and lubricating pubic valley and straightway invaded her vaginal orifice with his tongue-tip. Sarda reeled like a reed at his invasion and squeaked in bliss. She was panting hard and sweating. And soon she saw stars as a series of orgasms overtaking her, one after another, granting her a feeling of being in the seventh heaven.

On the other hand, Shantanu had, after his ejaculation, already withdrawn from the spree, and was not simply watching the fun, from a little distance. Sarda soon began requesting Anees to come within her to fill her womb. And in no time Anees made a thrust into her and began with a slow pace of ramming. Sarda welcomed his thrusts with an equal action and emotion in spontaneity.

Gradually, Anees accelerated his tempo in rhythm with Sarda’s blissful moans and Sarda was crimson in ecstasy. She felt the final moment approaching, and closing her eyes she awaited his deluge. A typical squelchy or coital love-sound echoed around them, with the aroma of sex. And then came that awaited moment for Sarda when Anees moaned louder and collapsed upon Sarda, thrusting deeper within her, and Sarda tightened her embrace around him, enjoying a jet of warm lively sperm filling her hungry womb.

Anees spent the whole day, also until mid-evening, there, and took Sarda another four times, while Shantanu watched only. Thus Sarda discovered a way to verve or add an extra spice to her sexual conjugality with Shantanu. Among three of them, a tacit understanding thus grew that after marriage Anees would bring his wife, Chandni, into their Group.  And Anees finally honored this mutual Understanding right from his honeymooning period. And that is a different story, to be told subsequently.