Got To Fuck My Dream Girl – Amisha

Hi everyone. This is Affy here 39 years old married and residing in Mumbai. For any comments and feedback please mail me on [email protected].

I believe sex is something that should have more of foreplay because it’s more satisfying and pleasurable and the female gets a good orgasm before the sex begins.

Now let’s come to the story which happened a couple of years back. It was with my cousin’s wife who has 2 kids and still looks very young. She is good looking and has an average figure. Yet something about her was very sensual.

By the way, her name is Amisha (name changed for privacy). She too stays in Mumbai. My cousin has a cosmetic shop is in the same locality as mine so whenever she comes there she always comes to my shop to have something or take away her parcel.

One day she saw me talking to one of my college friend at my shop. While leaving, she hugged me and gave a peck on my cheek which Amisha noticed. She came to me.

Amisha: Kya baat hai badi pappiyan jappiyan ho rahi hai.
Me: College friend thi.
Amisha: I think Affy she likes you because the way she hugged you kissed you.

Me: Don’t be naive Amisha it’s pretty casual among friends.
Amisha: I know there is a certain way to hug and kiss a friend.
Me: Show how it’s done among friends and lovers by doing the same with me.

I don’t know how I said this but it just came out. She was shocked hearing this. I was scared, thinking about what she would tell my wife and cousin. I apologized to her for my remark.

She just left my shop without another word. Few days passed and then I got a call from a landline it was Amisha.

Amisha: How are you? Please, can you come home? I have some issue with my mobile and it’s not working properly.
Me: What happened?
Amisha: I am not able to send or receive any WhatsApp messages and neither am I able to work on any other apps.

I knew what the issue was. But I didn’t tell her on the phone because I wanted to see her. I went to her place and when she opened the door it took my breath away. She had worn a chocolate color chiffon saree with a backless blouse.

She was looking so radiant. How I wish I could hold her in my arms and give her a kiss. She gave me the mobile and left for the kitchen to get something for me. I followed her to inquire about gallery back up.

I was staring at her while making the conversation. I was not able to concentrate on talking nor on mobile. I was lost in her and wanted to make her mine. Her boobs, which looked bigger on her thin figure, her silky hair and innocent face were making me weak. Then she called my name.

Amisha: What? Where are you lost, I’m talking to you.
Me: I was just thinking of taking back up of your data before formatting your phone.

I left and went to the hall. I sat on the sofa and started getting backup of her phone half-heartedly. She saw that I wasn’t talking to her much and wasn’t being myself. She was serving me the coffee. As she was so close, her innocent face and fragrance were making me crazy.

So while taking the cup, I spilled the coffee on my leg. There was a panicky situation. In this haste, she started rubbing a wet cloth on my thigh. While doing so, her saree pallu was down. I could see her deep cleavage.

Her boobs were jiggling due to being braless. Even in that situation, I was getting a hard-on. She insisted me to lower the pants so that she can see the wound. My eyes were on her boobs. She hadn’t covered her boob coz she was not aware of it.

While lowering my pants she saw the dent in my undergarment. Though the burn was slightly reddish, it was on my knee. Her eyes were going towards my groin. I pretended that I was in a lot of pain.

I took her hand in mine. She was sitting beside me, very close so that she can apply wet cloth on my knee. Her eyes on my rising penis were making me forget of my pain. I purposely held her hand close to my penis which was brushing her backhand.

Her breathing was getting heavier. Her boobs were rising on every breath she took. I pretended to be in a lot of pain. I removed my hand from her hand put on on her shoulder and brought her closer. I kept my head on her shoulder to bear the pain.

My lips were touching her collarbone. She then removed her hand from my penis and put it on my shoulder almost like half hugging. Her boobs were touching my chest. My lips were tasting her skin below the collarbone. My chin was rested on the upper surface of her boobs which were rising on every breath she was taking.

I knew if not today, it will never be. I had to make a move. We stayed that way for a few minutes. Then she was getting up. But I wouldn’t let her go. I didn’t want to break the trance we were in. I was looking straight into her eyes.

We both were aware of what was coming. I was pulling her closer to me, caressing her naked back. We both were breathing hard, there was a spark when our lips touched. There was hunger in us which escalated when we were exploring each other’s mouth.

Our tongues feeling each other’s thirst. Our kiss was a never-ending desire longing for each other. We broke the embrace, catching our breath and yet not letting go of each other. I started kissing all over her face, her neck, shoulder, her upper part of the boobs.

I could hear her moaning, I turned her around and started licking her back. I pulled the knot of her blouse with my teeth while my hands were covering every corner of her front body. I was feeling her boobs, her flat tummy. Her ass was touching my penis.

I made her sit on the sofa and I came next to her. The hunger grew within. We started smooching passionately. While doing so, my hand went to her thigh. I started grazing her thigh. While doing so, I brought her saree higher.

Now I went down to feel her smooth silky thighs. Her eyes were closed. I was devouring the beauty in front of me, kissing, licking. I could smell the sweetest aroma of her juice. The moment I touched her vagina above her panty, she shivered like a fish without water.

Moans escaped her lips. I lowered her panty and sat beside her, spreading her legs. I was grazing her inner thigh closer to her vagina and gradually started fingering her. I kept my thumb on her clitoris and started rotating in a circle.

She started moving her hips with the movement of my finger. With my other hand, I started fidgeting to open her blouse. Though it took a while to open with one hand, it was a pleasure in itself. When it did open, I was awestruck by its hugeness.

Her nipples were pointed and hard. Her areola was honey colored. I lick the nipple, circled it with my tongue and started sucking her hungrily. While the other hand was softly pressing her boobs. She was enjoying every action.

She then pulled me closer and took down my undergarment. There was a twinkle in her eyes when she saw how hard it was. She held it in her hand. Just a sheer touch of her on my penis passed current through my body. Now it was time to make her completely mine.

It was time for me to surrender to her, to make each other complete by being in each other. I lifted her and she smiled. This gave me an approval of me being her man and her my woman. I made her sit on the bed and removed my shirt.

I was completely naked whereas she was still in the saree. Yet she was looking so sensuous. No validation was required. By removing her saree, I know an epitome of beauty lies here under her saree. I got her free of her blouse and then I made her lie down.

Now it was time to make the beauty mine. The moment my penis touched her vagina she trembled with pleasure. I was entering the hottest valley. I started doing back and forth. She was doing the same.

Her body was oozing heat. I knew she liked it slow and none of the animal act would entice her. I wanted her to be in control of our lovemaking. Then she came on top me. The image of her still makes me ticklish in my groin.

She loved being on top. After a few minutes, there was an explosion. At the same time, when we saw each other, there was a contentment on our faces. This was just the beginning of our relationship.

Now every time we make love it’s always in a chiffon saree. The frequency of making love has reduced because her mother in law now stays with them.