1. How I turned Bi


    Date: 11/17/2015, Categories: First Time, Group Sex, Author: BombayBloke, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Leaving Bombay (Mumbai) I journeyed towards my destination. Being a 26 year old intern make's you run around with hectic schedules. This time I was bound for Hyderabad. I reached the hotel where I had made my bookings. A short while later I was in my room, a room with a view of the city and a verandah running across which served 3 rooms and had tables before each door for the evening tea. As I brought my piping hot cup of tea, my head automatically snapped to my left, almost as if involuntarily. There sat this lady, dressed in a black gown. As she raised her leg to cross over the other, the slit in her dress which was thigh high gave way for me to take a quick glance at her milky white thighs. Her voluptuous breasts could barely be covered by her gown. Everytime her arm brushed past her breast, they would jiggle to drive me further crazy. But then there came a streak of disappointment. A ring. She was married. No sooner than I realised this her husband made his way to the verandah, hugging her from behind and a gentle squeeze of her breast, probably not realizing I was looking. Rather ogling. They quickly left for whatever party they were heading too. I came back to my room, unable to get the thought of fucking her out of my head. I was so desperate I went to the reception to get her name, for my satisfaction. Mr. Aryan Ahuja and Mrs.Jennisha Ahuja, owners of a car showroom in Delhi. She was 29 but looked 25 and he 33, but with a physique, tall and looking suave in his ...
    black pinstripe suit. Many hours passed, I got done with my work, bought home a few beers and started relaxing. Within no time it was 2 in the morning. I heard a lot of giggling in the corridor, and wondered why they are in such a great mood. Tired of watching TV I stepped out with my beers to settle on the verandah. A few sips later, a very faint noise caught my attention. I followed it to the source only to find, what I had been dreaming of all day, and an improper closure of curtain helped me not leave anything to my imagination. Jenn sat on the dressing table in the same gown, as Aryan groped her massive boobs and planted wet kisses on her nape making her squeel with pleasure. While this happened I quickly got myself a chair and positioned my self behind the gap in the curtains. He slowly un did the strings of the gown that went around her neck, to drop the gown forward exposing her strapless bra just preventing her nipples from jumping out. Then, goes the gown back zipper. With no secured points, the gown dropped to the floor. Her g-string, floral in the front and the string enhancing her curvacios ass.As he kissed his way down her back, his hands slid down her sexy lingerie and made it to her, what I can assume, a very wet mound of Jennisha Ahuja. His fingers tickled her vulva in a very slow motion, the tightness of her string making vivid every motion of the finger. Two strokes of the clitoris and two digit penetration on the third making her claw into her husband's back. ...
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