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Standing at my dining room table, I held my arms around Niharika, my wife’s alluring friend, pulling her close as our eyes seemed to ask each other what we were getting ourselves into. Yes, I had pulled her in for a kiss, but what did it mean, and where was this going?I was thinking of a way to define what was happening here, to let her know I wasn’t just a man-slut who tried to get my wife’s friends into bed, but was just a sexually-frustrated guy responding to what we both should know was a mutual attraction, apart from any relationship considerations. Niharika’s soft, wet lips, her roaming hands, and those sultry, enchanting eyes weren’t making my brain formulate the right way to start the conversation quite yet.Rika and I gave each other more kisses, tracing each other’s arms with our fingers. Then I kissed her cheek under her ear for a few moments, moving down to her neck while pulling her close again. My nose and cheek moved her dangly earring, giving it a playful swing, while I breathed in, familiarizing myself with her scent. I know she could feel my growing erection pressed against her, and I had made no attempt to avoid the contact.I led Niharika by the hand into the next room, the living room, where we sat facing each other on the couch. We each needed to say something, but we needed to kiss more first. After some caressing and deepening kisses, accompanied by some caresses of thighs, hips, shoulders, and necks, our tongues got involved.She seemed to enjoy running her fingers through my hair as much as I enjoyed stroking hers. Cheryl keeps her hair cut short, above the ears even, and though I didn’t want to make this experience all about trying to compare my wife to “something better”, I couldn’t help but enjoy the feeling of gathering and running my fingers through Rika’s long, soft, silky hair.I started the inevitable conversation. “Well, this is obviously a little taboo. Making out, no doubt mutual attraction, giving in. I guess we’re okay with it, even though Cheryl is your friend.”“Um, and your wife.”“Um, yeah, there’s that too.”“So, why kiss me?”I looked at Rika for a while, trying to find the right words. I didn’t want to spill my guts about my marriage’s lack of sexual intimacy, but I didn’t want to give the impression that I’m a cheating asshole with no cause. “I’m attracted to you. You have beautiful features – your smile, your hair, and your eyes, sorry, they’re captivating. The way you move and talk, confident, fun.”“So, you kiss everyone you’re attracted to?” She laughed.“You’re the only one. Besides Cheryl of course. I haven’t ever made a move on anyone else. You’re flirty with me, and if I was going to take a chance, well, you seem to be sending the right signals.”“Take a chance?”“To, um… honestly, to try to get some needs met, physically, that I don’t get. Listen, I don’t want to make this about Cheryl, and I don’t want to say anything bad about her, but, she and I just don’t share the same desire – I would call it a need – for intimacy.”“Intimacy?” She giggled. “You’re not getting any?” She was trying to keep things light, but not teasing to make me feel bad.“That’s one way to put it.”“Mm hmm. I kind of thought so.” She sighed. “Well, I’m not either, in case you’re wondering.”I wasn’t wondering, but now that I thought about it, her looks and demeanor would make her quite a catch for any young doctor, attorney, engineer, or entrepreneur. I quickly figured the only reason that she wasn’t sexually active was that she and all her peers didn’t have time to date because of how much their studies and work consumed them.We shared some more much-needed kisses before I spoke again. “So, was I that obvious? About not getting any? Or you just figured because tonight I’ve been flirting with you?”“No, just knowing her, and having talked about stuff before.”“Stuff?” I’m sure Cheryl wouldn’t go talking to her friends and coworkers about our frankly sexless marriage. I raised my eyebrows and cocked my head to the side.“Sorry, I didn’t mean we have talked about you and her. I mean, you know, conversations come up among coworkers, especially women, about relationship stuff, and a couple of other girls and I have asked her about being married, you know, teasing about sex, not inappropriate, but, Üsküdar Escort well, maybe a little.” She giggled.“Like locker room talk that guys do, but the female version?”“I guess so. Married sex versus single sex, likes, positions, how often. Any, like, enhancements? Toys, clothing.”“I wouldn’t have thought she’d talk about that stuff.”“She didn’t. That’s the thing. I got the impression she was very…”“Prude?”“I wouldn’t say prude.”“I would.”“Well, I guess.” She laughed.“I mean, I love her. I really do. We’re just not on the same page when it comes to, um, physical desires. Or the same book even.”“We weren’t prying or anything, but, yeah, Cheryl wouldn’t say anything, except that one thing or another was ‘gross’, and was turned off. I think it was just normal, curious, girl talk. We weren’t being freaky. Hell, I haven’t had sex since my undergrad years.”“Med school is that intense? Or you just stay focused and, no time for boyfriends and such?”“Oh, no. And I’m sure no time soon. I have desires, though.” She gave me another kiss, with a slithering tongue and a sigh. “Pretty intense sometimes.”I opened up a bit to Niharika, but reiterated that I didn’t want to say anything bad about Cheryl as I went. Some years ago, Cheryl seemed to have completely lost interest in sexual intimacy. She’s told me it’s not me, it’s her, and I do trust her enough to believe her. I know I’m not the most desirable physical specimen, tall with a huge cock and big muscles and a “chiseled jaw” whatever the fuck that means, but she agrees that I am more than reasonably attractive. I have kept in decent shape, have good hygiene, and am not a slob, so I truly have no reason to believe that a wife with a normal sex drive wouldn’t enjoy having sex with a husband like me occasionally.As if to confirm that I’m desirable, right in the middle of relaying this to Niharika, she leaned in and kissed me. Adding tongue again after a few seconds, she caressed my shoulder and neck, running her fingers through my full head of hair.I was about to try to further justify my wandering eyes (and now hands and lips and tongue) by telling Rika more about my relationship with Cheryl, that I feel like I am caring and supportive, not neglectful, and therefore not deserving of being starved for sex, but the more her tongue wrestled with mine, the more I was glad she shut me up.“Even before Thanksgiving, I thought, she’s missing out, and maybe you were missing out, though I didn’t know you.” Rika and I were on the same page. She didn’t think I was a creep or jerk, just frustrated and needy, and her desires complimented mine.“So, you don’t think badly of me?” I leaned her back and moved in to take a bit more control.“No. Not judging. I’d have to judge myself, too, if I did.”I fed her my tongue and stroked her neck, shoulder, and side, down to her hip. On the way back up, my hand moved to her front and paused covering her breast. Her sigh and smile told me not to stop.I did my best to concentrate on caressing and holding her breasts softly, rather than groping and squeezing like a horny, out-of-control teenager. My fingers found a nipple, gathering it gently rather than pinching. Throughout the evening, I had admired the way her breasts had some sway and jiggle to them, and now by fondling one, I was delighted that I could feel the contour of the stiff nipple contrasting with the surrounding soft flesh, through the subtle texture of her thin bra. I couldn’t help but compare the sensation to feeling up Cheryl, who does have nice full breasts, but whose bras are designed to keep everything firmly in place and encased in insanely thick padding.When I leaned back a bit, my hand dropped to her thigh, pulling so that her leg swung over mine. She righted herself and straddled my lap, quite gracefully. My arms roamed her back while she draped her arms over my shoulders. Our lips and tongues met again for a good two-minute makeout session. Her shirt didn’t stay tucked in for long. Sick of always playing things safe, with Niharika encouraging my boldness, I pulled her shirt loose in the back, caressing her butt with one hand while the other slid up her spine over her bare skin.Nuzzling my shoulder, more relaxed and comfortable now, she Üsküdar Escort Bayan wet my neck with her lips, and even her tongue, giving me goosebumps and making me sigh deeply. I gathered her other breast in my fingers, exploring the texture as I did with the first.When we separated and she sat back on my thighs slightly, I held the bottom of her shirt, gazing into her face. Those slightly-smiling lips and those big, brown, exotic, expressive eyes told me to lift, so I did. Her arms went up, and her shirt followed.The first sight of her belly button ring really screwed up my concentration. It had a sparkling clear crystal looking charm right in the center of her navel, and a simple silver ball where the top came out of the piercing. It totally fit her look and personality, but was unexpected nonetheless. Here I was about to have a go at her breasts in just her bra, but that little piece of jewelry diverted my attention.But only for a moment. I continued raising her shirt up, its snugness requiring a stronger pull than I expected, coming off her hands over her head and dragging her beautiful long silky dark hair up until it spilled over her face. Tossing her tresses back over her shoulders with a laugh and a shake of her head, she made her soft titties jiggle. She had to have done that on purpose.Her bra was a pale green color – seafoam? mint? – and indeed rather thin. The pattern wasn’t lace, but something intricately textured and obviously designed to display, rather than restrict, what they were holding. Not something a lingerie model or porn starlet would wear, but an order of magnitude sexier than any bra that had been around my house for the last decade or more.“Mmm, that’s cute,” I told her, gently nudging her navel ring with my finger. “Fun and sexy.”“Thanks,” she replied, squirming a bit.“And of course, these.” I ran the back of my fingers along the underside of her breasts, gliding over the decorative cups and touching the soft flesh.“Mmm, thank you.” She blinked one of her slow-motion blinks, lowering her chin so that she was looking up at me with sultry eyes.I did my best to appreciate, not ogle, sharing more kisses with Niharika as she pulled on my shirt and ended up removing it. Her hands felt amazing gliding over my bare shoulders, back, and chest, and at one point I leaned back, closing my eyes, just enjoying her touches. My hands roamed all over her lovely, dark, smooth skin, my fingers snagging and running along the material of her bra straps. I gave her breasts just enough lifts and swirls and gentle squeezes to let her know I wasn’t going to deny my fondness of them, but hopefully not too much to become gropey or klutzy.When I pushed a strap off her shoulder, Niharika’s response was to smile, let out a playful “Ooo,” and wiggle a bit. Then, she scooted forward on my lap a couple of inches to grind her crotch into mine. My boner was lodged firmly sideways in my shorts, and the side of the shaft got some solid contact.As I pinched the band of her bra behind her, the look in her eyes was one of excitement, of expectation, not of reluctance. So, I undid the hooks and brushed the second strap aside, letting the cups fall away and reveal her breasts to me in all their glory. The mounds – B cups, I guessed – were a shade or two paler than the rest of her brown skin, and the puffiness of her dark areolae and the stiffness of her nipples made her breasts a bit conical rather than round.I didn’t go right after Rika’s tits with my mouth right away. We made out some more, and I gave them the odd fondle and lift, but I was content with letting her lean against me, bare chest to bare chest, while our hands swirled over each other’s bare shoulders and backs. But there was no way I was going to leave them un-kissed and un-sucked, so after some more neck kisses, and nipping at her ears, playing with her earrings some more, I moved my lips down until I was able to press them into that soft flesh around one nipple, then the other.“Mmm, yessss,” Rika whispered.“It’s okay?”“It’s a great start!” If she was letting on that she wanted and expected much more, this was going to be a fantastic night!She sighed and leaned back, grinding into me gently again, which I took Escort Üsküdar as an offer to continue. I kissed directly on one nipple, then the other, and let my tongue out to give them swipes and flicks. After swirling my tongue around one, getting it plenty wet, I gently drew a in a small mouthful, holding the whole areolae and some surrounding tit flesh with the suction of my lips for a few seconds. After paying quite a bit of attention to that breast, I gave the other a similar treatment.I made it a point to tease at her navel ring with my fingers a few times, just nudging it, since I had no idea how much “play” it could handle.Niharika wasn’t timid. She seemed to enjoy the sucking and kissing and especially the erotic nipple play, making eye contact with me and smiling while my tongue danced over and around the puffy dark nubs. She even licked her finger and applied some of her saliva to my nipples as I attended to hers.“Wow, well, this is exciting,” I said as we took a break just to feel the sensation of our warm, bare chests against each other.“Yes,” she replied. “Now we decide how far this is going to go?”“I’m up for a lot further than this. Like, all the way, as they say.”“Oh?”I nodded, running the back of my hand up the inside of her thigh, brushing her crotch.“Hmm, about protection… I’m on birth control, but no birth control is a hundred percent, you know.”“They teach you that in medical school?” I tried to make that sound like a joke.“Secondary school,” she laughed. “Hell, primary school nowadays. What is that, middle school here?”I leaned to the side, maneuvering Rika so that she climbed off and sat beside me. I stood up and grabbed her hands, pulling until she stood against me. I kissed her lips, then moved to her neck, then spun her halfway around. She settled back against me while I wrapped my arms around her, my hands cupping her breasts. I kissed her ear, then boldly gave it a lick. She shuddered.“Rika, I so want to have sex with you,” I whispered. “You are so beautiful, exciting, sexy. Mmm, you feel so good. We’re talking about a condom, right?”“Mm-hmm,” she said, firmly.“Come with me.” While I held her hand and led her down the hall to the master bedroom, I smiled and looked back. Wow, she looked really sexy, hair all messy, topless, dark-peaked perky tits jiggling, alternately coming together and separating with each stride.I flicked on the light and opened the middle drawer of the nightstand, reaching up and pulling loose the little package that was taped to the underside of the drawer above. I dangled the three-pack of condoms in front of Rika, and we both laughed.“What?” She looked a bit mystified. “Don’t take this the wrong way, but I was not expecting that you’d have those.”“Secret stash. Long story short, a couple years ago I thought I may have a small chance of being able to use them, but, nope, that didn’t work out. I can’t imagine what Cheryl would do if she saw them, so I found someplace to hide them.”“A couple of years?” Rika snatched the packets from my hand. “You know these have an expiration date?” I knew. Her lips spread into a smile: we just needed to use them by next Winter. Thankfully, neither of us had any intention of waiting that long.Rika’s eyes had a new fire in them as she crushed her naked breasts against me and attached her mouth into mine. We tumbled onto the bed and went at each other. To say that we resumed what we were doing on the couch would be wholly inaccurate. On the couch, we had kissed side by side and made out with her straddling me. But on the bed, we could sprawl out and roll around so that we could alternate who was on top, or even behind. On the couch, we had been tentative, slow, cautious at times. But on the bed, we were much more aggressive, our legs intertwining and our hands even going to crotches. I could feel the warmth between her thighs as I rubbed, and she ran her fingers directly over the outline of my erection, which was sticking straight up inside my shorts.We playfully pulled at the laces of each other’s shoes and sent them tumbling across the floor. I unbuttoned her jeans, and when I pulled down the zipper to peel them from her hips, I let out a “wow.”“What?” Rika giggled as I tugged her pants down her thighs.“Matching bra and panties? That’s hot.” I pulled her pants all the way off her legs and dumped them on the floor as she lay back on the bed, the pretty pale green panties providing a lovely contrast with the brown skin of her abdomen, hips, and thighs. “It’s almost like you were planning to be seen in these.”
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