This is my desi ex girlfriend sex story from a few months back that still makes my lund hard whenever I think about it. I was living alone in Surat doing my sales job and coming home late most days. That evening I had ordered some pizza and was just chilling in my boxers when somebody knocked hard on the door. I opened it and nearly dropped my phone. Suri stood there looking hotter than ever. She had put on some weight in the right places but her face was same with that sharp eyes and full lips I used to kiss for hours in college. She said hi Vikram I know this is sudden but I was in town for some work and thought of you. I let her in without thinking much. She walked past smelling of that jasmine perfume mixed with sweat from travel and sat on my old sofa heavy breasts moving under her thin kurti.
We sat and talked about old college days in that average way people do after long gap. She told me her marriage was on rocks and she felt lonely most nights. Husband always late or fighting. I said sorry to hear that yaar but secretly my cock twitched happy. She kept glancing at my bare chest and the outline in boxers. After some whisky from my fridge the air got thick fast. She leaned closer and put her hand on my thigh squeezing slow. Then she said I missed your touch a lot Vikram more than I admit. That did it for me. I pulled her face in and kissed hard like starving. Our tongues fought wet and messy. She bit my lower lip then moaned into my mouth when I grabbed her ass with both hands.
I broke the kiss only to yank her kurti up and off. Her black bra strained full of big desi boobs that nearly spilled. I squeezed them rough thumbs rolling nipples till they poked hard. She arched and said harder sorry sala like you used to do. I ripped the clasp open and attacked both tits with mouth and hands. Sucked left nipple deep then right leaving spit trails and red marks from teeth. She grabbed my hair pressing my face into her soft meat. My hand slid down inside her salwar feeling the heat from her chut already wet through cotton panty. I rubbed hard and she spread thighs wider on the sofa.
She pushed me back sudden and dropped to knees yanking boxers down. My lund sprang out thick and veiny already leaking. She stared a second then grabbed base and stuffed as much as she could into her mouth. Wet heat surrounded me. She sucked greedy bobbing head fast with spit dripping down shaft onto balls. Gag sounds came when she tried deep and tears wet her eyes but she kept going. I held her hair bun and started fucking her throat slow at first then harder. She took it like champ open mouth drooling all over those heavy hanging breasts. I pulled out and slapped the wet cock on her face few times then she licked under balls before sucking again like she needed it for air.
Clothes Come Off Fast
I stood her up and peeled the salwar and panty down together. Completely nude she looked even better with soft belly slight stretch and that bushy natural chut dark lips already glistening. I made her lie back on the sofa cushions and dived face first. Licked long from hole to clit tasting her tangy fresh juice. She jerked and cursed softly opening legs wider. I pushed two fingers deep curling up while sucking the swollen clit hard. Her hips bucked and she came quick squirting some juice on my chin and mouth. I kept licking through it greedy till she pushed my head away dizzy.
Not waiting longer I flipped her onto carpet carpet doggy style. That round gaand stuck up and wet chut open. I rubbed cock head on lips coating then shoved full length in one thrust. So bloody tight still even after years and marriage. She screamed aah fuck Vikram your lund feels bigger than memory. I held her hips and pounded animal style slamming balls deep skin wet slap slap repeating loud. Her tits swung heavy under each hit. I reached around rubbing clit fast while fucking and she came again clamping walls on my cock almost milking. But I kept raw pace for long minutes feeling sweat drip down my back onto her. Then I spat on her asshole and pressed thumb in while still drilling her chut. She pushed back harder begging more dirty words mix Hindi English like andhar daal sala and fuck my gaand too.
We stumbled to bedroom after that. I dropped on mattress she climbed right on reverse cowgirl so I watched that ass bounce and stretch around my shaft. She rode wild lifting almost off then slamming down grinding circles. I spanked both cheeks till red handprints showed and she moaned louder for it. Then she turned facing me bouncing those milky tits right in my face. I sucked one then other thrusting hips up meeting her every drop. Bed springs screamed under us. She leaned down kissing messy while still riding and I felt another orgasm build in her from how she stiffened and soaked my balls more.
More Positions And Dirty Finish
When her legs shook tired I rolled her under me put legs over my shoulders folding her deep and piledrived hard. Mattress dipped almost floor each slam. Sweat made our stomachs slide slick. Her eyes rolled a bit and she said fill me like old days Vikram dump it all inside. I pounded few more brutal strokes then unloaded thick heavy ropes pulsing deep in her chut. She felt every spurt and climaxed with me polling walls tight shaking all over. Cum leaked out around my cock when I stayed buried catching breath.
We lay sticky only short rest then she recovered fast. Crawled down and sucked me clean tasting her own cream mixed on the shaft. Got me rock hard again in minutes low moans vibrating on my cock. Second round I fucked her standing first against the wall holding one thigh up. Then we moved to kitchen for water but ended with her bent over the counter. Cold tiles under her palms but she did not care. I took from behind again long deep strokes watching ass ripple. Reached and squeezed tits hanging while pounding. Came second load this time pulling out sprayed white stripes across her lower back and gaand. She rubbed some into skin then licked finger smiling filthy.
Third time slower but still full force after short chai break naked. I made her kneel on bed face down ass high and ate her thoroughly. Tongue in chut then circling the pink hole then full face buried. She begged loud for dick again hips pushing back. I gave it missionary this time covering her body biting neck and shoulders leaving marks. Hands pinned her wrists and I scrolled deep steady then hard. She wrapped legs locking me in and we both finished nearly together me flooding her again overflowing. Cum and her juice soaked the sheet under us making wet spot large.
Exhausted Bodies Finally Rest
By long after midnight neither of us could move proper. Legs jelly whole body sore sticky everywhere with dried spit cum sweat. She curled on my chest breathing heavy still leaking slow from chut onto thigh. I fell asleep like that smelling her hair and sex smell thick in room. Early morning light woke us. She climbed on again sleepy smiling and we did long slow grind till urgency hit. Quick shower fuck followed soaping each other slippery. I pinned her to wet tiles lifted and slammed upward till I filled her once more hot. Water rinsed some spill down legs. She washed me gentle after and we dried laughing tired.
We had chai and leftover pizza naked on bed talking little. She dressed slow putting back the ripped bra as joke then left around noon saying next time she comes for work we continue this. I watched from door her hips sway walking out building. After she gone I looked at the wrecked flat. Torn clothes on floor wet carpet sofa sticky bed sheets ruined more cum stains on kitchen. My cock felt rubbed raw for two days after and walking hurt a bit but fuck it was worth. Even now when I wank I remember her choking on me or that tight grab when I entered doggy. Suri still messages random nudes from her city sometimes short videos of her fingers in that bushy chut with caption miss your fat lund. Makes me plan leave and meet again soon. That whole night turned my quiet Surat days burning again just from one knock and her hungry body taking everything I gave hard.
Later that week I replayed every detail jacking slow in bed. How her spit hung in strings from lips to cock. The way her chut stretched shiny around thick base. Sounds of wet fucking mixed with her half Hindi curses begging deeper rougher. Her heavy breasts bouncing free when she rode reverse and the look back over shoulder when I thumb-.fucked her ass hole mid-stroke. Closing eyes I could still taste salt of her juice and feel walls flutter when she came that third or fourth time. I finished messy on my stomach thinking about calling her next trip sooner. Life got boring again with office and traffic but knowing she might show unexpected makes waiting easy. Next time I plan keep her longer maybe full day no sleep just rounds after rounds till both cannot walk stairs. Her husband freely can stay clueless. For me she stays the same tight dirty girl from college who always wanted it hard and left me walking funny. That night proved nothing changed except bodies more hungry after dry years apart. I clean house slow smiling every time at stains that overnight wash never fully removed from cleaning ethic.
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