Sex with a stranger during my pregnancy – Part 1

Hi, I am Anusha. I am 29 years old and happily married. I am also a mother to a lovely daughter. I currently work as a nurse in the UAE. My native place is Thrissur, a city in Kerala.

Now, let me tell you about myself. I studied at a medical college in Calicut. And after graduating, I was posted at the same hospital. After giving birth, I moved to the UAE because my husband was working there. Unfortunately, during the COVID-19 pandemic, he lost his job. So, he and my daughter had to return to Kerala. As for my physical attributes, I’m 5 foot 6 inches tall, with measurements of 36 – 30 – 34.

Now, about my husband – he’s a nice guy who always loves me and makes me happy in every way – that also includes sexually. He currently works as a building supervisor in Chennai.

The story I’m about to narrate happened to me four years ago, and this is just the first part of it.

At that time, I was 25 years old and five months pregnant. I was working at a hospital in Calicut. From almost the end of my fourth month, I was extremely desperate for sex. I’m not sure why I felt that way. I asked a friend who had already given birth, and she told me it was natural to experience such desires. So of course, being so desperate, the only way I could satisfy my needs was through fingering, which I did very frequently.

The incident occurred on a Monday when I returned to Calicut after my weekend leave. I took a 3:00 AM KSRTC bus from Thrissur and booked a window seat. I did that just in case I needed to vomit – it would be easier that way.

After the bus started its journey, I fell asleep but woke up suddenly and couldn’t sleep anymore. I began scrolling through Facebook, which led me to a video that aroused my sexual thoughts. I tried to control them, but it was impossible. Then, I thought about fingering myself.

When I looked around, I saw that there were only a few people on the bus, and they were all asleep. There was a man sitting behind my seat, and he was also sleeping with his head resting on my seat.

After ensuring everyone was asleep, I decided to finger myself. I was wearing a maternity dress, as my other clothes were too tight. The dress was just below my knee, making it easy to slide it up. I started rubbing my pussy over my panty, which led me to close my eyes. I was enjoying the moment.

Suddenly, I felt a touch on my inner thighs. I opened my eyes and was shocked to see a man sitting next to me. I was stunned and couldn’t react. I caught my hand, which was on my pussy, and quickly withdrew it. Without hesitation, he rubbed my pussy over my panty.

After regaining my composure, I asked him to remove his hand. However, he increased the speed of rubbing, and I got lost in the sensation for a moment. Then, he withdrew his hand, and I caught his hand, asking him not to stop. (I’m not sure why I said that.) He told me that if he were to continue, I needed to agree to his conditions. I agreed without even hearing what they were, as I desperately needed a man’s touch at that time.

He then asked me to remove my panty. I told him it was difficult because I was pregnant and couldn’t bend to take it off. Hearing that, he smiled and put both his hands under my dress, catching the top of my panty. He asked me to lift my butt, and I lifted it slightly, allowing him to remove my panty and keep it in his hand. He then caressed my inner thighs and slowly started fingering my pussy.

After some time, he took my hand and placed it on his dick, asking me to stroke it. Initially, I hesitated, but then I decided to do it. He was wearing a dhoti, making it easy to access his dick. It was almost 8 inches long and very thick. I slowly stroked his dick up and down while he fingered my pussy.

After some time, I reached my climax, and he withdrew his hand, licking his fingers. He then asked me to take his dick in my mouth, but I couldn’t because it was difficult for me to bend. After some more stroking, his hot, white cum flowed onto my hand. He asked me to lick it, and although I was initially uninterested, he ordered me to do so, and I licked all his cum.

Then, he took the last drops of cum from his dick and spread them on my forehead, over my sindhoor (a red mark that married women wear for their husband’s well-being). He took out his camera and asked if we could take a selfie together. I didn’t respond, but he took a selfie of us with his cum on my forehead. It was only during the selfie that I saw his face for the first time, and he appeared to be between 45 and 50 years old.

He asked if he could touch my boobs, and I agreed. He unzipped my dress, squeezed my boobs, and took them out of my bra, squeezing them hard. I was enjoying it immensely. He then asked for a kiss, which I initially declined, but later felt guilty and kissed him on the face. He smiled, and I asked him to kiss me on the lips, and we kissed for a few minutes. We had two more rounds before the bus reached Calicut.

When the bus arrived in Calicut, he asked for my phone number and dialed his number, asking me to save it. He left with my panty. But at that time, I had no idea that this was just the beginning of something interesting…

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