I got a random call Friday, and this is the story behind it.
"Hi, sorry to bother you, but I was given your name by someone you know called Karen. She told me you might be able to help, and take a look at my car please? Sorry, my name is Mandy"
Karen I thought? What Karen, so I asked the caller. "Karen ******" she answered (I wont mention the surname).
OK, now I know. This Karen is someone I met a few times from a swinging site. I was happy she thought of me, but wasn’t too keen on her giving out my number, but, I said I would take a look at her car, as she was only local, and having met Karen and chatting to her for a long time, I trusted her not to give out my number to just anyone.
Anyway, I said I could pop over later in the day. About midday, I rang ahead to let her know I was on my way.
On arrival I was greeted by a very petite Indian lady who, while was not unattractive, was quite plain, no make up, wearing a baggy sweatshirt and jogging bottoms.
I had been there for a short while, and was asked if I would like a hot drink, so I accepted and asked if I could was my hands. Mandy showed the way to the bathroom, I cleaned up and joined her in the kitchen. We chatted for a while, and I became curious, as you do, about her and how an Indian lady came to find herself living alone with her k**s where she was. Having heard the tale from her, the conversation got round to food and how much I loved Indian/spicy food etc. She stated that If I was to come back she would cook for me……..dam.. I thought, I’ve nearly finished with the car so had no reason to come back, so a little white lie popped out.
"I will need to pop back if that’s OK. I just need to check how the engine is running, after a few starts"
I sort of knew at this point that there was an "attraction" so, I admit I started to flirt a bit. We found ourselves openly and honestly talking about our lives, interests, and it did turn a bit spicy, but in a humorous way.
Well, work done, I got up and went to go. As I did she got up from her sofa and came up right to my side and looked up at me. This was the moment of the kiss, but this was quickly halted by her k**s coming through the door from school.
She said she would call me the next day to let me know when she is in, as she had my mobile number from Karen
Sure enough, the next day she called and we agreed to meet at her house later on in the day.
I arrived at Mandy’s, knocked at the door and was greeted by once again, a plain, but pretty, single housewife. I could smell that she was cooking.
"Im just making dinner, if you would be willing to try my cooking, your more than welcome to join me if you want. Its just me as the k**s are at the dads today, so I could do with some company"
"You haven’t gone to any trouble have you" I asked.
"No, its no trouble, honest"
"In that case, I’d love to. Thank you. Let me finish off here and I will be in"
I knew there was nothing I needed doing to her car this time, because I used it as an excuse to pop back, so just had a look under the bonnet and that’s about it.
I shouted through the open front door, if its OK for me to come and and clean up. Mandy shouted back "yes, of course, you know where the bathroom is don’t you?
"Yes" I replied. I ran upstairs and as I reached the top, noticed a door open that was closed last time. Without entering the room, I did become a bit nosey, and took a glance in. It was a main bedroom, looked tidy. The candles on her the shelves on the room was what made me look at that direction, but it wasn’t the candles on the shelf that got me, it was the Ann Summers bags underneath it.
Anyway, I cleaned my hands, and joined Mandy in the kitchen.
"Go through to the lounge Gary, its ready now and it more comfortable in there".
“The lounge was a stunning large room. A huge wall mounted TV, and this room also had shelves…yes, with candles.
“I see your a candle person then Mandy”, looking around.
“I adore them yes. I have them all over the place in my bedroom too” she giggled. Now, do I know act like I didn’t know, and don’t show that I saw her bedroom, or should I tell her.
“This meal is beautiful” I said, changing the subject quickly.
“Thank you very much” smiled Mandy “Its nice to cook for another adult for a change. The k**s wont sit down and eat a meal”
Anyway, after a while, the dinner was going down a treat and we were talking more openly about things.
“And how do you know Karen” I asked Mandy. Kind of hoping Karen never told Mandy that we met on an adult swinging site, but also in a way, hoping she did to make it less comfortable for me to explain.
“We work together and really close friends, who share everything together.
“I looked straight at Mandy, slightly loss for words and slightly worried that it might sound strange how me and Karen know each other”
“Its OK” Mandy stepped in “She has told me how you both met, Im just winding you up to see what you’d say”, she laughed. Not a large laugh or anything, but a cheeky laugh with a grin. Not just any grin, but a grin that seemed to say she knew EXACTLY what me and Karen met for.
“Its fine, we’re all adults, and your both single so what you get up to is your business. I was only messing” she said, still grinning.
“So your not shocked or offended then?”
“Me, offended. Not a chance. When Karen told me, I was more intrigued rather than shocked” Mandy replied. “Like I said, your both single and having fun, where’s the harm in that.
After a while, the conversation went back to some normality, and Mandy told me she left her husband because he wasn’t showing her any attention. Mandy told me she has been single for a few years, and even though she doesn’t miss the grief of being in a relationship, she does miss the passion, the kisses, the cuddles etc.
“May I ask how you got to join a swinging site, and do you enjoy it” Mandy was staring at me, waiting for an answer.
I looked at her eyes and told her. “Basically, I am a massive fan of oral sex. Giving that is” I stopped and the next breath said “shit sorry, that was a bit too much info”
“No!” she quickly snapped back, “its fine, please, Im interested, honestly. Be as open and frank as you want. Im a grown up” she laughed again. Her grin was just grabbing me.
“Well OK. I joined the site just out of curiosity and to see if there would likely to be any ladies who liked what I enjoyed doing. I got chatting to Karen about it through the site, then email, then text etc. Anyway we agreed to meet over a drink, and there was no mention of anything sexual, as we both need to click with the other person first. We met a couple of times and we then agreed to meet, role-play and for me to…well you know” I said to Mandy, without going into too much detail.
“And did she let you lick her out” Mandy asked me, keeping a straight face.
“I nearly put my neck out as I looked up at her so quickly, a bit shocked at her question.
“She did, yes. And it was great” I said, now me doing a little grin.
“Have you ever thought about joining a site like it Mandy?”
“Hell no! I would be a nervous wreck. What if the men aren’t attracted to me in anyway”
“That wont happen Mandy, your a beautiful lady, fun, and you come across as very open and honest”
“Oh I am… very open and honest”. OK, so is there anything you want to know or ask me Gary?”
“Yes, one thing” I said, with that cheeky glint in my eye “what’s in the Ann Summers bags in your room”. Fuck!!! What have I just said?? Now she will know I saw into her room.
“Im sorry Mandy, I wasn’t being nosy. I just glanced over at your open door. I saw the candles and then noticed the bag. I never went in, I swear”
“That’s fine. Its my own fault for leaving the door open. Its just some clothing, that’s all. Nothing exciting”
“I am sorry again” I said “I didn’t mean to cause any embarrassment”
“Embarrass me Gary? That’s not easy” she laughed. “Tell you what, as you seem a nice man, I will show you what I bought. Mandy got up and went upstairs.
After a few moments, I thought she was taking her time just grabbing a bag to bring downstairs. I then heard her footsteps, and poured another glass of wine for us both. Looking forward to looking in the bag.
That wasn’t what I got. The lounge door open, and what stood in front of me was a stunning looking woman wearing a red Basque which barely held in her large, previous covered by a baggy jumper, breasts!
Her body was sensational!! Petite, huge breasts and coffee coloured skin.
She walked up to me, I took her right hand, looked at her and said “wow, you look so very stunning indeed”
“would this turn men on do you think Gary?”
“Well, Id say a definite yes to that. Its turning me on” I said, trying not to over look at her.
“I love dressing up in sexy clothes. It makes me feel happy, especially if I am making heads turn”
“Your doing more than that Mandy” I said, cheekily.
“naughty boy” she laughed. “but I knew that already with what Karen told me about you. She told me about your meets, in detail” Mandy said, with her hand still in mine.
“I cant take my eyes off you Mandy” I said “You have a remarkable body, and your grin is doing things to me”.
“She moved closer, and kissed me on the cheek. “Thank you” she said.
I placed my other hand on her hip, and lightly pulled her nearer me. I made an attempt to kiss her. She let me. Wow. She knew how to use a tongue in a man’s mouth. Our tongues were making love. An amazing kisser.
My hand slipped from hers, one still on her hip, the other just above her arse. She had a body shaped like nothing I’ve seen. It was perfect. I ran my hand over her arse cheek, and was expecting a push back, but no.
“Can I be your next Karen” said Mandy, no laughter, just her eyes starring into mine. She was serious.
She undid her Basque, and let it drop to the floor, leaving her Indian body naked. And when I say naked, I mean naked from clothes and hair. I was gob smacked.
She then grabbed my waist, and undid and removed my belt. We looked into each others eyes, she unbuttoned my trousers, as my hand was running over her arse cheeks, moving round and under, so I could just feel the edge of her pussy.
She released my cock. My hand moved to her front so I could get a proper feel of here shaved Indian pussy. Her soft delicate hands held my cock so gently, slowly wanking me, kissing me as I played with her pussy.
Soon she was taking my cock into her mouth and sucking on it while gently tossing me off. While she did that I run my hands over her body, beautifully toned, soft and warm,she was fucking ace!!!!
I looked down at her with my hard cock in here mouth, her tongue licking as she glided her mouth up and down. I pulled her up, moved to the sofa, and she lied down. I wanted to taste her so much.
I dropped to my knees on her thick carpet, as I looked straight at her dark skinned pussy, with glistening pink lips. This looked good, but tasted so much better. I licked her pussy, tongue fucked her, rubbing her clit, and sliding two, then three fingers deep inside. She was warm and wet. Perfect. Mandy was now turning from that single bored Indian mum, to what I can only describe as a slut.
“That’s fucking wet” she said loudly. “Make me cum over your tongue Gary. Fuck it hard”
I had no idea where that came from, but it was turning me on a hell of a lot.
“You taste so delicious Mandy” I continued to lick her pussy that was soaking by now. Finger fucking her.
“Can I taste me” she asked, nearly screaming it out, “I moved up, my naked body running up hers as she takes two pussy juice covered fingers in here mouth. As she sucked my fingers, her hand grabbed my cock and moved it towards her wet slit.
She didn’t say anything, just looked, grinned and raised her eyebrows as she rubbed my cock head up against her clit.
“Fuck me” she said, a bit more quieter this time.
When I put my cock into her it was like sliding it into silk, she urged me to push it in deeper and deeper and taking the teat of her breast into my mouth she asked me to bite on it. Well I bit her breast but she implored me to do it harder and harder which, to be honest, it worried me a bit as I didn’t want to hurt her, but she appeared to like it.
We fucked on the sofa, over the back of the sofa, and she bent forward, her hands on the wall as I took her from behind.
Soon she came, I could feel her juices trickle down my shaft and over my balls. She lay me on my back and proceeded to lick and suck my cock while vigorously wanking me. It wasn’t long before I told her I was coming so she moved her mouth away and kept wanking me while licking the head. Well I must have shot a load because when I reopened my eyes, after cumming, I looked down and could see my spunk over her face and even dripping from her tongue.”
“I don’t swallow, sorry” she said. Like that was going to put me off! Seeing her dark skin covered in white cum, was awesome. She totally licked my cock clean of any spunk, and let it run down all over her body.
“Can I get cleaned up anywhere please Mandy” I asked, still shaking from a fantastic sex session.
“Yes, you can use the shower if you want. I need one too” she laughed. So we showered.. together… 😉
Not sure if this was a one off, but I left it with her that she has my number is she ever need any chores done, in the hope, I will get to fuck this Indian slut again.
Here’s hoping 🙂