First 3 months on ISS – Real Incidents!

This is Zee with another story. I live in Mumbai. Regular cardio and football keep me in shape.

I want to share with you my real incidents that happened and how they added a spark to my life.

So, I have been a regular reader of ISS stories for over 6 years now, and started writing only in April this year. After my first story, there were a few women who pinged me and wanted to talk to me. Then came my 2nd and 3rd stories, and more men and women pinged me.

Below is the analysis:
Total Men who pinged me – 4
Total women who pinged me – 4 (2 from UK, 1 Canada, 1 Pakistan)
Total women I pinged – 8

Out of all these, there was one woman from Mumbai who stayed close to my location. She was the best, let’s call her Sonali. More women pinged me, but a few carried themselves with a lot of pride, and a few women stopped reverting.

Sonali was a married woman of 32 years, had a kid of 2 years, and stayed with her husband and in-laws. Her husband owned a store near her house, and they were well-to-do. Her life was caught between the kid, husband, store and in-laws, which made it difficult for her to make time for herself.

Maybe no one even cared about her feelings, and that’s why she was on ISS, and she was beautiful. We clicked really well, shared our secrets and discussed how to take things ahead and about our fantasies. However, she was a bit scared since she was married.

I am married too, and we had to take things carefully. We even exchanged normal pics and shared contact numbers. However, since she was scared and had to be careful, she asked for space for a while. I was upset and felt a void. I started looking for more women to talk to so I could kill the boredom.

Bingo, I hit a jackpot. I stumbled across a lady from the UK staying in India – let’s call her Emily. She was 39 years old, fair, beautiful and carried herself really well. Since she had a Yahoo account, I couldn’t chat with her. So, we started exchanging emails and talking about our stories, likes and dislikes.

We hit it off well and kept exchanging emails and discussing our fantasies. I was happy and excited. However, I was still missing Sonali after multiple emails, sexting, and sharing our views on sex and relationships. We thought we should meet secretly, as we both were married.

Her husband usually travelled Pan India for work. So, we decided to meet on a Friday. She shared her address, which was in Navi Mumbai. On Friday, I was excited and blushing that, after all the failed trials, something finally clicked. I forgot about Sonali for a while as she wasn’t even responding to my texts.

Honestly, I have a high sex drive and wake up to morning erections almost every day. So, at 11 am, I reached her place, my heart racing, and I couldn’t keep control of my nerves. I had to take deep breaths to calm myself down as the excitement kept growing.

I rang her doorbell and waited in anticipation. I was wearing dark blue Chinos, a brown shirt and shoes. She opened the door and, wow, what a sight of Emily. We smiled, and she welcomed me in. She was wearing a relaxed cotton shirt and shorts.

We exchanged a few pleasantries, sat on the sofa, and had a normal conversation. After about 15 minutes, we got comfortable, and she broke the ice with this. “Zee, I am aware that you are a certified masseur, don’t you want to help your white slut?”

She used to use this term in her emails as well, so it wasn’t a surprise for me. My dick skyrocketed in no time. My heart was pounding. This was just like a wild dream right in front of my eyes. I blushed and said, I would love to take care of you the way you want.

She immediately escorted me to her bedroom, which was really nice and cosy, with white sheets and a really soft mattress. She had arranged oil, tissues and a few towels, which means this was all premeditated. I told her to put on some soft music, dim the lights a bit, take off her clothes and lie down.

She did just that. I checked the oils – one was Lavender essential oil and sandalwood aroma massage oil. Btw, I don’t practice this anymore, it was once upon a time. I took off my clothes and was in my boxers, as the oils might stain my clothes.

I poured some oil on her white legs and slowly massaged and caressed her. These were the best legs I have ever touched in my life. Slowly, I poured a little more oil and added a little more pressure, and she liked it. She was wearing a thong only.

I couldn’t help but look at her God like body, which was a piece of art. My dick was oozing cum already. I then moved to her ass, poured some oil, and massaged it. She was moaning a little now, and I could sense that she liked it. After a while, I asked her, “Do you want a butthole service too? ”

She turned around, giggled and shook her head. Imagine a European woman lying naked in front of you, allowing you to explore her body and do whatever the heck you want – bloody hell. This was something we only dream of; here I was, just the luckiest man on planet earth.

I took a little oil in my hand and asked her to spread her legs so I could get a good view of her asshole. She had a round and perfect ass. I was seriously drooling looking at her body. Before I knew, my hands were on her asshole, forming circles around it.

I was using my thumb and index finger to finger fuck her while occasionally touching her pink pussy too. She was twitching and making sounds, and I did this for about 5 minutes. My dick just couldn’t stay easy in my boxers, so I took them off, and now I was naked too.

I then moved to her back, her shoulders, and her neck. While doing this, I was sitting on her legs and then her back, and we were enjoying a bare body-to-body touch. I was massaging her back with my ass sliding across her from top to bottom.

I then asked her to turn over and sleep on her back. I asked her to take off the thong so I could get a good view of her hungry pussy. She winked at me and obeyed my command. She was fit, no belly fat and perky boobs with pink nipples and well-toned legs.

I appreciated how beautiful she was, and she said I like how you touch me. Now I started with her legs again, and I was staring at her pussy all the while. She was blushing because she could see the lust in my eyes and the desperation on my dick. I moved closer to her pussy and stretched her legs a little more.

I asked her to close her eyes and enjoy the feel and touch. I slowly touched her inner thighs, the lips of her pussy and started to caress her while my left hand reached her boobs. I poured some oil on her pussy and slowly massaged it. It was glistening.

The feel of touching her white, milky body was just outstanding. On one hand, I am touching her pussy and finger fucking her slowly. On the other hand, I am pinching, pulling and playing with her boobs and nipples. She was in the purest form of pleasure, and the moans got louder.

She was trying to enjoy the pleasure from all sides. Just then, I added another twist to this. My mouth was on her pussy, left hand on her boobs, right hand fondling her asshole. Her legs were bent a bit to allow me access to her pussy and ass.

I kept doing this aggressively for a few minutes. All of a sudden, the moans got louder, and the body was twitching. She shuddered while her breaths got faster. I felt like a winner. I made her cum – that was my victory.

She took a while to settle down and said, “Honey, now fuck me the way you mentioned to me in your emails.” I turned her around, licked and sucked her asshole and pussy. I fingered her ass and pussy deep and rough, she was moaning and trying to control herself.

I wore a condom and fucked her pussy in doggy position. She was at my mercy, and she liked being dominated. I held her hair, pulled her back, and fucked her ass this time. She turned red and asked me to keep going. I did it for a few minutes and stopped myself so I won’t finish soon.

I told her, “Now it’s your turn.” She climbed over me, directed my dick in her pussy, and started to fuck me in cowgirl, slow and nice.  She was wriggling her body on my dick. She was feeling it hitting her right spots. She then started to go faster.

The room was filled with the sounds of our bodies hitting against each other. I stopped her and said, “Kitchen.” She understood the assignment. I held her hand and took her to the kitchen, lifted her right leg and kept it on the chair. I inserted her pussy from behind.

I was banging her wet pussy and holding her boobs with both my hands. I kept fucking her really hard and made sure she had no room to move. After a few minutes, I shouted, “I’m cumming.” She took off and knelt under me like my white slut asking for my cum on her lips, boobs and mouth.

I did just that. I shot loads of cum in her mouth, which she swallowed, a few drops on her pretty white boobs and yes, on her face as well. She looked like an absolute slut with my cum on her body. We walked to her washroom and had a shower.

Even during the shower, I was playing with her like a kid plays with toys. We dressed up and spent some time in each other’s arms, making out on her sofa. After about 30 minutes, I said I had to leave.

I promised her that if time permits, we will meet again

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