P ersonally E xperienced & N arrated I ndian S tories

by S ensational L ad y from U p-country T own in India

Hi Friends

My name is Neha and I live in the town called Bokaro Steel City, in India. I am 36 yr old lady happily married and having 2 kids. I have been very impressed by the stories that are coming on this website. Hence I thought of writing the true experiences that has happened to me and the stories that have been narrated to me by others for the last four years now.
My story starts in the year 1999.

Before I start my set of stories I would like to give you all an introduction about the details that would be covered during my stories. First meet the characters of my stories. (NOTE: All the stories are real and based on true incidences but I have changed the names of the characters except mine for privacy reasons.)

As I said earlier I live in BSC in a building which has got six flats (three stories) in all and I live in the first floor. I live with my 44 yr old husband, Sanjay, my 15 yr old son, Ajit and 13 ½ yr old daughter, Seema. On the ground floor there lived a 40 yr old, Dhiraj, his 30yr old wife, Lata, his only 8 yr old son, Jimmy and his 56 yr old mother(she is nowhere involved in our stories so forget her). In the second flat in the ground floor lived a 48 yr old Pankaj with his 41yr old school teacher, Shanti Madam, 18 yr old daughter, Pooja and 15 yr old Daughter, Aabha.
On the first floor lived Lalitha, a 36 yr old housewife, his 38 yr old husband, Saurabh and their 14 yr old daughter, Kavitha. The second flat in the first floor was ours.
On the third floor lived a 26 yr old guy, Abhi and his newly wed 21 yr old wife Manju. The second flat was occupied by 33 yr old Syed and his 30 year old wife Salma. They had a 11 yr old son, Asif and Syed's 24 yr old brother, Kaif.

It must have got confusing by now. I know. A simple diagram to explain it better.

I hope this would clear the scene. Hey y don't you people note it down for future reference. I am planning to write a long set of stories that has happened for last four years. So keep it for reference.

Now let me start by telling about my married life and my family. As I said earlier I have two kids and a very loving and caring husband. Sanjay is a senior bank manager of a private bank and very very successful also. We came over to this town only six years ago. Our sexual life is also extremely satisfactory because of the extremely big dick my husband has(full 11inches) . I have not told you about me. I am a graduate in Physics and was very good at it. I have a very good body (40C-30-42). Even after having two babies I look good (See the end of this page). He has fulfilled my every need for which I have given him everything I can. As I told earlier, he is very successful man. He knows how to make a man (for that woman also) very happy. There is a saying that behind every successful man there is a woman. In my husbands case it is absolutely true. Before we cam to BSC we were living in Calcutta. Even there he was successful too. You want to know why? Because, I was with him. Many of his privileged customers were my "customers" also. Hey don't misunderstand me. I am not a Whore. Actually it all started when we had our first kid.
One day my husband cam home early from work. Usually he comes only after 6.00pm. That day he came at 2.30pm with one of his customers. My son who was just born had just woken from sleep crying. I was doing my house hold works and was wearing just a sleeveless nightie and nothing else or even inside. As soon as he woke up I started feeding him with my nightie slidden down to my waist from the top. I dint lock the front door as I had taken the trash outside. My husband pushed the door and came in expecting that I would be in the Kitchen. As soon they both entered the house they saw me feeding and both my huge breasts completely bare. My husband immediately went red in embarrassment. His client, Mr. Rakesh, had his mouth opened and had fixed his eyes on my boobs. I dint know what to do with my son who was in my hands. My husband turned and looked at Rakesh. He said he will wait outside. Then both of them went out and I finished feeding my son. After five minutes my husband came back inside only after knocking. I had dressed up by then. After coming in we had a fight on the incident. He said I should have closed the door and I insisted that he should have knocked. Anyway that was over. Rakesh had gone back and was coming for Dinner the next night. I agreed.
Next day when he came for the dinner I was too ashamed to even go in front of him. They came at about 7.30 pm. After opening the door I went back into the bedroom where my son was sleeping. I simply sat on the bed thinking how to face this guy. After about 20 min my husband called for tea. I prepared and gave them. While giving tea to Rakesh he gave me a naughty smile. I was too embarrassed. I started to go back when my husband asked me to sit there. I dint have sound to speak anything. But Rakesh started asking questions about my parents, qualifications and other things. I started to feel better as nothing was pointing to the day before. Then suddenly my husband spoke up. He asked me if our son had slept. When I said yes he asked if he had been fed. That made me red thinking about yesterday. I dint understand why he was even mentioning it. Rakesh then told "Don't be ashamed. That was the most amazing thing in the world I had ever seen." I got even more embarrassed. But my son came to my rescue. He started crying. I ran inside. It was his feeding time. While I was feeding him Sanjay and Rakesh came in the room. Though my breast were not completely open one could see them clearly while feeding. I was shocked at their entry. Sanjay told "Rakesh wants to see your breast once more. Please don't say anything." He fell down on his knees and started begging. So did Rakesh. Though I was hesitant I agreed. After feeding my child both of them said thank you and went out. I came out after my son fell asleep and asked them if they wanted to have dinner. I called my husband inside the kitchen and gave him an angry look. He immediately said "This is very important for me. Please don't make a scene. He is one client who can make me the best in the industry. PLEASE." I said ok and told him that we would discuss it later.
I served dinner and after finishing dinner all of us went to the front room and sat on the sofa. We started talking. Rakesh started praising me of my boldness and allowing him to see. I was getting very bad feeling. I asked them if they wanted desert. When they said yes I went in and brought them Custard which I had prepared. When I came back Sanjay took it from they serving tray and said "I don't want this desert". I wondered. "I want the same thing which our son had for dessert." I immediately understood what he meant and gave him a look of extreme anger. He immediately held me and pulled my blouse. I slapped him. He said "See you can slap me later. But now please fulfill my desire. PLEASE. It is the case of my career. PLEase. Don't do it." I dint understand what he was telling. Then he told me that this person would take his bank into wonderful contract and if he got happy he would sign the agreement. All he wanted was to drink milk from my Breasts and nothing else. He dint want to fuck me just wanted my breasts. Though I was confused he made me agree and I agreed. He drank from both of my breasts in turn for about 10 minutes and then I told him to stop as my son would not getting anything more. He thanked and wished to see me fuck my husband. My husband immediately took me in his arm and pulled down on the couch and lifted my saree and started fucking me. I was also very hot and allowed him to fuck me. While fucking I saw Rakesh jerking his dick. When we finished he had also finished. He said thank you and went home.
That was my first fuck from where my husband became so successful. All his important clients would come over to our house just for the show I and my husband would put up. But we never had sex outside our marriage. We were having fun over there but then we were transferred to bokaro because the bank had put a new branch over there and my husband was put in charge due to his success.But the real story starts only much later. I will tell my stories in my future episodes.

If you want to be my pen friend then email me at indian_slut@hotmail.com
Please let me tell you I am not looking for anyone to have sex. So people who want that don't email me. If you like to have only friendship and share similar experiences then mail me.