unsatisfied wife ( open to one Dom male )

Sunita looked out of the window into the early morning rise as her bed creacked as her husband sunil pounded away in her pussy . well it was him doing most of the work , Sunit was sometimes moaning , but really she is bored . Before her wedding to sunil she heard about joys of marriage and sex but ya she really dosent understand all the fuss. She was a virgin on her wedding it and its been the same routine ever since . once every two or three weeks and its over in two min. oh well atleast it keeps her husband happy.

So two min later when Sunil was done he got up took a shower and prepared to go to his bussiness trip. He will be gone for the week. Leaving his wife alone in their house

A bit of back ground story. Sunil was working in a company which means he has to travel frequently meaning he dosent get to see his wife much. Not that he pays much attention to her when he is around. The couple lives in the us Sunil and Sunita moving to the states three months after their mariage in india.

Their marriage was unevent full sunita spending the days in the house by herself. Sunil goes off in the morning at comes at 6 after which he is busy on his own. which Frustrates sunita a lot but she plays along.

So today before her husband left he told her that there will be a gardner arriving to do the back yard. He left uneventfully.

She did not imagine that marriage is this boring. but she did say goodbye to him with a smile she is unsatisfied deeply. Though she dosent know exactly whats missing in her marriage, she knows something big is missing. Despite this she has remained loyal to him so far this marriage

She went to the bed room and called up her sister. while waiting for the gardner.

Name : Sunita kumar .
Age : 22
height : 5ft 2 inch
measurements : 36 B - 26-34

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( the plot of this story about an indian wife seduced by a white hunk . The white hunk and her go off on many sexual adventures, while the indian husband suspects nothing. this story involves impregnation among others. )

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Bob arrived at the house listed on his worksheet. He pulled his tall, muscled frame from the truck and walked to the front door. He hadn't worked at this site before, and wanted to make sure he was in the right place before unloading his equipment. He was dressed in jeans and a company T shirt. He had already done a couple jobs, so we clearly perspiring. He looked at the slate in his hand. Sunil Kumar. Indian he thought. He smiled, as he had always found women from that part of the world very attractive, such lovely curved bodies and dark skin. He knocked at the door, and waited.

Sunita was had finished talking to her sister , killing atleast half an hour . after finally letting go of her she went to take a shower. Striping off she looked at her body in the mirror, even though her husband was never around he has helped him keep her body beautifull by getting her gym membership. offcourse she get a lot of attention from the men there but she ignores them, choosing to stay loyal to her husband.

She started to take a shower , washing her body, finally finishing. she stepped into the hall way when she heard the knock on the door. ( usually she walks around house naked after a shower something she enjoys a lot ) quickly she wrapped a towel around her and opened the door to greet the gardner. She greeted him with a smile holding the towel making sure as much of her is coverd as possible, smiling at him shyly, she took him to his work station and gave him his instructions . and left fot her bedroom upstairs.

she was alrady feeling the butterflies in her, compared to her 5ft 100 pound husband this man was... ignoring her feelings , partly hating her husband for not being around and partly awed by the hunk ... still wrapped in towel. she started to dry her hair. wondering how she will spend another day in her golden cage

Inwardly, he was thinking, "Aww fuck, are you kidding me?" as Sunita opened the door for him, "A beautiful Indian girl, in a towel? Is she trying to kill me here?"

But he kept himself in check, despite the cleavage visible above the towel, "Umm, Ms Kumar? I'm here to do the yard."

She replied quietly and pointed to the gate to the back yard. He thanked her and watched as she walked back into the house, the towel barely covering the curve of her ass. Bob sighed and went to unload the truck. He was mowing 15 minutes later, his 6'3" frame easily maneuvering the mower. He had sunglasses over his hazel eyes, and a baseball cap over sun bleached hair. As he was working, he began to feel he was being watched. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone at the window, but did not let on. When he finished the mowing, he put the machine back on the truck and got out the trimmer, which, despite his best efforts, would not start.

He sighed as he went to the house, knocking on the back door. When Sunita appeared, looking even more gorgeous, he explained, "Sorry Ma'am, the trimmer is broken. I can fix it this afternoon and will finish the job this evening, if that is ok?"

" yes it is fine " she answeared smiling at him . Her husband wont return for the weekend so any company in the house is fine for her. She closed the door and went back inside.

Much later that afternoon, Bob returned with the repaired string trimmer. He let himself in the back and twenty minutes later was finished. He turned the trimmer off and mopped his brow. He was hot and thirsty, and while it was against company policy, perhaps that lovely Indian housewife would get him a drink. He set the trimmer down by the backdoor, checked his appearance and knocked on the door. As he waited, he recalled her saying her husband was away...

Later in the afternoon sunita was wearing http://www.google.co.nz/search?hl=e...r.com%2Fkatrina-kaif-in-pink-saree%2F;550;708

When she opened the door again she was greeted by the sight of the hunk, feeling tingling she cant explain, she kept her eyes off him, listening to his request for the drink she let him inside and let him sit on the couch. clearly feeling his eyes on him. Ashamed yet somehow enjoying the attention of another man she went to get his drink and hand it to him and sat down. she smiled at him in a shy way, uncomfortable at the staring the starnger was doing and yet she was somehow enjoying this

Bob was all smiles when she appeared in the brightly colored sari and asked him in. He sat on the couch, trying not to get grass stains on it as she went to get him a drink. He took a big gulp when she handed it to him and thanked her. He drank some more, drinking her in with his eyes, before asking her, "I like what you are wearing, but have never seen a sari up close. How many pieces of clothing is it? How does it.. work?"

Sunita smiled at bob but shyly said nothing at first... however she bit her lip and slowly said " up well it just one bit of clothing just, wrapped up around to cover ...why dont u come here and figure out how it works !? she couldnt believe it ! she was literally inviting a complete strager to strip her naked ! she looked away .

"Really?" Bob asked, unable to believe what she was offering. He stood and walked over to her as she stood up. He looked down at her, as the swell of her breasts beneath the sari. "OK," he started, "where is the end?" He lifted the fabric running over her arm and shoulder, but found no end, then saw that it seemed to be tucked in at her waist. He took a deep breath and pulled until the end came loose. So much fabric! Then it was easy. He took the fabric and eased it off her shoulder, and seeing that it tucked into some sort of pants of the same fabric, gently pulled it off.

"Wow," he said, "who knew?" He stood there holding that sari, looking at Sunita, dressed in sheer pants and a top that came down to just below her breasts. He belly and arms were now bare to him, and very pleasing to his eyes. "Umm," he gestured to the top and pants, "do those unwrap too?"

"why dont you find out " she smiled at him , wil he be as boring as her husband ? she wondered , Her husband only ever tried missonary and was done in few min. She wondered how this mountain of a man looked naked , how sex will be with this man , surely better then what she gets with her husband ?

Although it was obvious that they did not unwrap, he made a point of inspecting them. He stood behind her and ran his hands over her shoulders. He whistled silently at the sight of his white hands against her darker skin. He stroked her sides, the hour glass of her waist and hips. He knelt down, running his hands over her hips and sides of her legs, then turned her part way. One hand cupped each of the cheeks of her ass and squeezed. The other traced lightly over her hips, dipping down to her mons, teasing her. He looked up and could see her nipples were tenting her top. He undid the buttons and slid her slacks down, unveiling her. He stroked her, marveling again at the contrast of skin. He turned her to face him, and caught a whiff of her arousal. She was breathing quickly, and before he could touch her, she pulled off her top, her breasts bouncing as she did. Kneeling, he was just the right height, and pulled her chest to his face, He pressed her breasts against his cheeks, kissing her cleavage, then turned his face and took a hard nipple into his mouth.

Sunita pulled of her top, hypnotysed at what this man was doing this to her, she was pulling it off in front of another man ! her brain was shut and it was her body that was thinking for her.

'" Stop.." she managed to get out weakly. She didnt expect him to stop. she did not want him to stop sucking on her boobs hungrily. Her hand caressed his hard back and broad shoulder , She reached behind the back of his head and encouring him to suck her boobs. this man was showing more passion then her husband.

she knew there was no point in resisting him, he will take her here and now . she didnt want him to stop.

" please ..i am married " she breathed. " please use a condom "

the animal part of her wanted to be taken by him dry and raw and unprotected, but she still had some sense left.

Her nipples were big when erect, and he loved them. They were so nice and chocolate dark, and he feasted on them. He had heard her protest weekly, then felt her hands on his shoulders and the back of his head, pulling his closer. He pressed her jugs together, the nipples closer, and went back and forth, sucking them harder, then letting them pop out.

He reached up and took her face, pulling it to his for a kiss. It turned into many, hungry, out of control.

His hands on her hips, he guided her back to the couch, pushing her gently onto the seat. He backed up and stood, rapidly pulling his shirt off and tossing it aside. He followed her eyes as he unbuckled his pants and slid them off, his big, hard cock swinging free. He took at step towards her, his hands on her shoulders again, pushing her back on the couch. He moved on top of her, and felt her legs part.

" please ....use a condom.. " she begged , feeling his warmth ,her husbands penis looked tiny compared to this hunk of a man who is about to ravish her! nothing that big had ever entered her which only made her more scared... she tried to push him but he was to strong for her.

He could see in her eyes and hear in her voice a note of fear. She tried to push him away, so he paused for a bit. He stroked her face and said, "don't worry. Everything will be fine."

He slid his hand down her body, again turned on by the light against her dark. He traced over her mons until his fingers moved onto her pussy. "Mmmm, wet," he grinned, "you do want this." He slipped a finger inside her and felt her squirm. He moved it in and out of her, teasing her, "you like it, don't you? I bet your husband is about this size, huh? Do you make him wear a condom? I am going to make you feel sooo good."

He slipped his finger out of her and moved closer, rubbing the head of his cock against her, up and down, spreading her lips.

Sunita dugged her nails ino the couch as she felt his cock teasing her pussy. She closed her eyes let out a soft moan... yes she has been making her husband wear a condom. a fact that she didnt tell him ..."oh god dont stop.. please dont stop .." she moaned as she felt his finger move in and out of her pussy.

" what are you doing... ?" she moaned as he withdrew his fingers,

" please dont ...stop" she said weakly, she was a married women, with another man rubbing his cock against her !

"I have no intention of stopping," he breathed, as he wet his cock on her flowing juices. He groaned at the sight of his pale cock against her dark labia. Each time he parted them, he saw her pink inner tissues. He positioned the head and pushed. The lips of her cunt parted, as though they were swallowing him. He pushed harder, until he felt the bulbous head surge past her tight outer ring. He began to rock his hips, moving back and forth, working his way deeper, opening her, skin against skin.

" oh god no ...what are you doing ! " she moaned her hands roamed acroos the strong chest of the man who was taking her , his strong pecs , he was musch more of a man then her husband . He was only head deep in her but already deeper then her husband has ever been!

" please it hurts ! "

"I am giving you what your body obviously wants," he replied, continuing to rock his hips, "your pussy is dripping wet. Your nipples are hard. You want this as much as I do."

He looked down to where his cock penetrated her, at the contrast between her dark skin and his light. She was so ripe and he would take her. He pushed deeper, his cock now over half way inside her. His strokes were long and gentle, getting her used to his size.