How I Fucked A Busty Indian Woman In Saudi

Hello guys, I have been reading the sex stories since my teenage but now I have decided to post my own story. This is a real incident that happened just a few months ago. This is my first erotica. So, please pardon me for any mistakes.

Let me introduce myself. I am Ayan (name changed), 26 years old, decent looking, average-built, and 6 inches tall. I am from Pakistan but currently, I am working in KSA for the last 2 years.

Coming to the story, at the beginning of this year, I got posted in Dammam city of KSA. One weekend, I went to the Lulu market (people living in KSA would know) in Khobar for purchasing groceries.

While shopping, I noticed an Indian lady in her mid-thirties shopping with her husband and two kids. She was wearing an abaya (as it is compulsory in KSA) but no scarf. Her hair was open.

She had a good height and a very busty figure. Her boobs and ass were prominent in the abaya. She had my attention and I started to follow her and look at her from a distance. After some time, she noticed and caught me looking at her and gave me a serious face.

I kept stalking her but I was also scared of her husband who might notice me. After some time, she and her husband were done shopping and went to the counter. I was sad. But, to my surprise, this busty Indian lady came back to the store acting like she forgot something to buy. She got to the racks where her husband couldn’t see her.

Meanwhile, I gathered some courage and went there acting to look for some items in the racks. She was now responding to me and looking back at me also. I got closer to her until we were right next to each other. I took my phone out and dialled my number on the screen and held it in such a manner that she could see it.

She too took her phone out and was trying to note my number down but then suddenly some other customers came there and she rushed to the counter. I felt really fucked up and cursed my fortune.

Next weekend I thought to try my luck. I wrote my number on a paper and went to the store around the same time. But she didn’t come. I felt disappointed and cursed my luck and thought I was not going to be lucky enough to see her again.

After some weeks, I was at the same store for my routine groceries. After putting a tray of eggs in my trolley and when I turned back, I was awestruck by seeing the same busty Indian woman walking towards me with her husband. She also looked shocked and gave me an awkward smile.

I felt happy at my luck and decided not to waste this chance at any price. I again started to follow her keeping a distance and looked at her whenever possible. She was responding this time.

After some time when they were standing at the coconut-shredding counter, I signalled her to come to a side. She came towards me while her husband and kids were waiting at the counter. I took the paper out of my wallet which had my number written and kept it in the rack pretending to find some item and then moved to some distance.

She came there and took the paper without getting noticed. She then gave me a smile and went back to her husband. I was so happy feeling like on clouds. After some time, we both left the store.

I waited the whole night for her text and couldn’t sleep. But she didn’t text.

After 2 days in an afternoon, I received a text ‘hi’ from an unknown number on my WhatsApp. I knew that was her and replied, ‘thank god, I thought you weren’t gonna text’.

She sent a laughing emoji and asked how I knew that it was her. I told her that I was waiting for her text for the last 2 days and couldn’t sleep. She asked why I was following her at the store and gave her my number? I told her from the first time I saw her, I found her really pretty. I then praised her for her looks and hair and height.

She thanked me following a blushing emoji and said, “You know, I am married and older than you”. I replied, “It doesn’t matter to me, I just want us to be friends. You know, how boring life in Saudi can be”. She asked about my gfs. I said, “I had when I was in Pak but now I don’t have any after I came here”, with a sad emoji.

She replied, “That’s really sad” with a trying to hide laughing emoji.

Then we introduced ourselves. Her name was Radhika and her figure was 36-30-34. We talked about life and stuff. Slowly, we started to chat all day while her husband was at work.

We started talking random stuff and then exchanged pics. I complimented her on her beauty and figure and told how her how hot she was. I knew she was aware of my intentions. After a few days, I told her that I wanted to meet her. She said she lives in a family building and that it would be very risky (people living in KSA would know that).

But somehow I made her to agree and we decided to meet at her home on a weekday while her husband will be at work and kids will be at school. I took off from work that day and went to her building. I was scared and my heart was beating fast.

I reached her apartment and entered as she told me that the door would be open. She locked the door behind me and was also looking scared.

Radhika was wearing a red t-shirt with pajamas. She greeted me. I shook her hand and we went to her living room.

She asked me to sit down on the sofa and brought water from the kitchen and sat beside me. I got closer to her and while she was saying that it was her first time like this and how scared she was feeling, I held her hand and kissed her cheek! She blushed and didn’t say anything.

Then I went for her lips and kissed them. She didn’t respond at first but after a few seconds, she started to respond and soon, we were kissing wildly. I moved my hand to her boob and started to caress it over her shirt while we were still kissing. Then I kissed and licked her neck. Radhika was moaning softly now.

Then I pulled her in my lap and grabbed her big ass and squeezed it hard. I tried to take her shirt off. She raised her arms to help me. Her 36D sized Indian boobs were looking to come out of her black bra.

I unhooked her bra and took her left nipple in my mouth while gently squeezing her right boob with my other hand. I sucked and bit her nipple while she pushed my head towards her, grabbing my hair.

Then she took off my shirt and started to rub my hard cock over my pants. I slid my hand in her pajamas down to her pussy. She wasn’t wearing any pantie and was wet. She then stood up and asked me to follow her to the bedroom. I followed her to her bedroom and as soon as I entered, I lay her down in the bed and pulled her pajamas.

Then I got down and kissed and bit on her milky thighs. After that, I kissed her wet pussy and then started licking her wildly. Radhika was pushing my head down and moaning loudly now. Then she asked me to fuck her as she couldn’t control it anymore.

I got up and sat above her chest on my knees and asked her to lubricate my dick first. She spat on my dick and took it in her mouth and sucked it. After fucking her mouth for some time, I got back and came between her legs and started to rub my dick on her pussy.

Radhika was restless and pleaded me to enter. I entered her with a jerk making her gasp. I fucked her slowly for some time and then I started to fuck her faster and harder. She was moaning louder. I was kissing and biting her lips in between.

After 15 minutes, I was about to cum. I told her and she asked me to cum inside her. I gave harder jerks and then started to shoot my cream inside Radhika’s pussy. I continued to stroke her and soon, she also cummed.

I was tired and rested on top of her. Her eyes were closed with a satisfying smile on her face. Later, we fucked one more time – she on top this time. Then I left her home.

We fucked many times after that until I got transferred to Riyadh 2 weeks ago.

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