Delhi Punjabi Dreamwoman – Part 1

Hello all. My name is Raju, and I am a big fan of indian sex stories dot net for the past 7 years. After a long time of ruminating, I decided to publish my experiences as stories here. They are 100% real, with only names changed, to protect the privacy of my beautiful women. You can reach me at [email protected] for any of Wonderful massage, soulful conversations, intimate experiences, and memorable encounters.

I believe that love, romance, sex, and intimacy are all strongly interconnected. I don’t believe in lust without love, and the contrary either. The physical, emotional and beautiful connection between a man and woman comes with mutual respect, love, and care, which I look to provide to someone special from here.

I am 6 2′, and a health-conscious guy. Several years of working out in the gym have given me good muscles, which give me sufficient stamina and strength to be able to please my woman. I am in my early 40’s, but I look much younger due to my fitness, dark hair and skin tone. I am highly educated from the premier Indian Institute and have spent 5+ years in the US with higher studies & experience.
I have been lucky to get the love of some lovely women, and they have told me that I am a unique man due to my gentle love, care, and tenderness. I will narrate with an experience I had with my old heartthrob, who became my colleague later and then my dear paramour. It is a long romantic story, so please bear the length.
Let’s call her R. She is a year younger to me, 5′ 5″ and a great figure for her age – 36-28-36. Fair and beautiful, with luscious lips and an awesome smile. She is a Delhi Punjabi, who married a dork from Bengal, and I know them both from my study days. I came to know 4 years ago that their pairing happened when she was quite down with a breakup and just then he had proposed her. I had liked her from the day I saw her, but since I was seeing someone, I suppressed my feelings for her. R became a very good friend to both of us and knew me as a hard-working senior.

Destiny united us both 6 years ago when we bumped into each other in the city where I work – north of Vindyas. She was the mother of a 2-y.o. then, and she joined my organization independently. We became good friends in a few months’ time. I had just married the previous month of her joining, and within a year, we became close friends, close enough to exchange messages day and night. I could see her getting attracted to me, and it was mutual. I told her my feelings a few months later, but she insisted that it won’t work and we should be just friends.

A year later, she too confessed her love to me openly and boy, I was the happiest man on earth. To cut the story short, I started with e-kisses, e-hugs, and slowly soft e-sex. We had business travels together to different parts of India, and during one such night, we watched the movie “Lunchbox’ sitting side by side on a JW Marriott room bed. She was wearing a simple tee and gray pajamas. After the movie, I booked Uber and was about to leave to my hotel, and just as I was exiting the room, she said that her sleep was gone. I came back to her and started massaging her hair from behind. She said she has a little ‘aloo’ on her head – a bump and asked to massage it. As I was searching for it from her right side, she held my hand and showed at the back of her head.

That was the first time she touched me personally. I started getting aroused, especially with her hair’s smell and softness. I lied on the bed behind her and slowly started kissing and smelling her hair. She was moaning like ‘what r u doing?’ feebly and then said ‘stop, stop’ in a sexy way. I moved my kisses to her face and started kissing her ears, cheeks, forehead, eyes, nose, chin and then finally her lovely lips. she was soooooo unbelievably soft and smooth. Then I couldn’t resist her fair and perfect neck. She closed her eyes and started moaning.

She was moving her legs front and back and could see she was really enjoying my love.

As I was kissing her neck and collarbone, I gazed below and saw her sexy boobs being squeezed in her bra and inviting me. And, I loved the smell emanating from her armpit – a beautiful smell of her Chloe perfume, and her body odour accumulated throughout the day. It was pure bliss. So, I started kissing her hands starting with her fingertips, then her palm, forearm, elbow, and her what I call “soft sweetu ” arm muscles. The temperature of her skin was getting higher and higher as I was moving up her arms and closer to her armpits.

I reached her armpits and inhaled lungful of air right from her armpit. It was pure heaven !! I continued to kiss, lick and smell her armpits and she was getting super-aroused. I moved her tee aside from her shoulder and saw her black bra so sexily protecting her treasures. I moved down to her midriff region and slowly started lifting her tee to expose her fair, creamy waist. I started feeling how buttery soft it is at my fingertips. Then I followed my fingers with my lips and she started losing whatever self-control she had and started squirming on the bed, and her pajamas started moving up, exposing her calf muscles.

I moved from her waist to her tummy and saw her super-sexy navel, wherein I showered hundreds of kisses To be continued….

Please give me your feedback at [email protected]. I will post what happened next between us quite soon. Until then, have fun !!