I am Debu from Noida and Odisha. I stayed away from my hometown for almost 25 years because of my job, and I have now moved back to take care of my aging parents. However, I have to travel to Noida once a month because my office operates on a hybrid model.
I am in my mid-40s but still very active sexually; unfortunately, I do not have sex frequently with my orthodox wife. I had accepted my destiny and was living a monotonous life.
While in my hometown, my days were filled with housework, family obligations, and office work. Sex had almost disappeared from my life. People always talk about unsatisfied women, but why is there a hesitation to talk about unsatisfied men?
I was content with my life but harbored a hidden desire to satisfy myself. I often masturbated and read ISS stories to keep myself happy, marveling at how lucky some people are to have wonderful experiences. Time passed as I immersed myself in my personal and professional life.
After the New Year, I had to travel to Noida for office attendance. I landed, went to my apartment, and felt bored during the weekend as I was mostly alone. I thought about searching for some groups on Telegram to pass the time.
I searched for various types of groups that came to mind. Somehow, I searched for “playboy” and found a few groups. I saw that many groups claimed to provide playboy jobs, with clients like housewives, high-profile ladies, girls, and widows always looking for secret, private meetings without disturbing their family lives.
I found some conversation screenshots where girls and ladies were approaching the owner for a boy for their meetings. They were looking for services for 2 hours, 4 hours, or a full night, paying the boy accordingly.
Curiosity got the better of me, and I contacted the owner. He replied that they had registration fees for 15-day or monthly plans. I was scared and did not want to compromise my privacy and reputation, so I left the group.
The next day, the owner messaged me, trying to convince me. I did not trust such groups or services, so I ignored him. I was in a dilemma: my conscience was pulling me back, but my desires were urging me to accept the owner’s offer. I started the conversation to learn more about the service.
Me: What would I have to do if I join you?
Owner: You would have to go and satisfy our clients whenever they need you, based on your availability. We have many boys all over India who do the same.
Me: Boys? I am no longer a boy. I am a 46-year-old man. Does that mean I am not fit for this?
Owner: You are absolutely fit. Many ladies prefer mature men because they feel more comfortable with them.
Me: What about security and safety? I am a well-established man and do not have money problems, but I do not want to compromise my social reputation.
Owner: We verify our clients and are committed to 100% data privacy. Our clients are also very concerned about their reputation and safety.
Me: Do I have to pay anything to your client?
Owner: No, only the registration fees. After your meeting, you send us 20% of whatever amount you receive.
Me: Oh, I do not want to receive any money through online transactions, nor will I pay you using any online method.
Owner: That’s fine. You can give cash to the hotel receptionist in case the meeting is in a hotel arranged by us, or the client will pay us that amount.
After all these discussions, I was extremely confused. A week later, I decided to give it a try, thinking I would register for 15 days. If I got a meeting, fine; otherwise, I would quit.
I paid the amount using UPI and registered. I received a registration card/code, and the owner told me to wait a couple of days for meeting details.
I had mixed feelings: excited and scared.
It was a Tuesday when I got a message on Telegram that a client wanted to meet for four hours on Wednesday around 10 AM. If I was available, I could reply and confirm. I asked for a few details about the client.
Me: Where is the meeting and what is the location?
Owner: Noida Sector 119, at the client’s apartment.
Me: What is her profession?
Owner: She is a housewife and can meet after her husband goes to his office in Delhi. He comes home late.
Me: What services do I have to offer her?
Owner: She needs to spend good quality time with relaxation and good sexual favors. Should I send your details?
Me: Yes, and please share her details too.
Owner: [Sent her pics] and details like Name, Age, etc.
Me: Is she comfortable meeting a man in his mid-40s?
Owner: Yes, the client only wants a good time and to satisfy her sexual needs; they don’t think much about age. So please don’t worry and just enjoy. She will contact you and guide you to her location.
Her name was Ritu Sharma, and she was 32 years old. She was beautiful with a fair complexion that anyone could die for.
A storm of thoughts raced through my mind: How would I perform? Would she judge me? What if I got nervous and couldn’t satisfy her? The shame would be immense, and so on.
I got a call from Ritu Sharma on my mobile. I have a secret mobile number that is not shared with any family members. I answered the call.
Me: Hello.
Ritu: Hi, dear.
Me: Who is this?
Ritu: This is Ritu. I hope Ashish discussed our meeting with you for tomorrow at 10 AM.
Me: Yes, ma’am. Isn’t that a bit early?
Ritu: Please don’t call me ma’am; you can call me Ritu. I am a housewife and can only meet during the day when my husband is at the office. If you can come at that time, we can enjoy ourselves until the evening.
Me: Okay, Ritu. Is there anything I need to carry? This is my first time with an outsider, and I don’t know much about this role.
Ritu: Nothing. You just need to come to my society, and I will come down to receive you to avoid any security inquiries.
Me: Okay, Ritu. I will be there on time.
I couldn’t sleep that night. My mind was in turmoil, a tsunami of thoughts, whether good or bad, I didn’t know.
In the morning, I got ready, putting on a mask, a cap, and applying perfume to smell good. I picked a cab and asked the driver to stop at a flower shop. I bought a rose for Ritu to greet her.
Before getting out of the cab, I wore my cap and mask to hide my face from unwanted elements. I went to the society, and she was waiting outside. She greeted me with a smile and asked me to follow her.
I was admiring her beauty in my heart as I followed her to her apartment. It was a low-rise building, and she was on the ground floor. She opened the door and asked me to come inside.
Me: A lovely flower for a lovely lady. (I handed the flower to her.)
Ritu: Wow… thank you, dear!
She asked if I needed anything like tea, coffee, or water. I said only water was fine. She went into the kitchen and brought water.
Ritu: “Please have a seat and relax. I’ll be back in a minute,” she said, handing me the glass of water.
She was wearing a casual t-shirt and track pants. She went into her bedroom and came back a short while later wearing a transparent red saree, showing off her full cleavage and belly.
It was a three BHK apartment, and I was sitting in the hall while her bedroom was a bit far away. As she approached me, I was stunned by her beauty and stood up from the sofa. She smiled, seeing my open mouth and nervousness.
Ritu: “Relax, dude. You have lots of things to taste, so close your mouth,” she said with a naughty smile. “Ashish said that you are in your mid-40s, but you look much younger, around your early 30s.” She gave me a compliment.
Me: Thank you very much. I am at your service, ma’am.
She came near me and hugged me very tightly, and we started kissing, our lips locking. I think she wanted me to relax, as I was very nervous. I started responding, and then we began kissing wildly — “uuummmmaaahhh uuummmm.”
We were enjoying each other’s smooch. I grabbed her hips, which were very soft, and started squeezing. She was biting my lips with excitement whenever I squeezed her hips.
We broke the kiss, and I started kissing her neck and shoulders. I was pulling her blouse and bra straps down from her shoulders. She got fully excited and started moaning louder.
Ritu: “Ahhh… Debu, you are a very passionate kisser. I have met many, but your kissing is making me crazy.”
I continued kissing, as I love to kiss, and my favorite thing is playing with boobs. Ritu had a wonderful pair of boobs (probably around 36 size). She was neither fat nor slim but had a flat stomach with large boobs and wide hips.
Her saree fell down to her elbows as she grabbed my head while I was kissing her upper breast area. She couldn’t control herself and dragged me to the sofa. I removed her blouse, and she opened it fully.
Wow… what a skin complexion, and her both headlights were in superb shape. I kept my hand on one of her melons and started pressing it while I kissed her neck and upper chest. She was moaning like, “Aahhhh… ummmm…. aahhh… yesssss.”
We continued for some time, and then she pushed me onto the sofa. She unbuckled my pants to get to my shaved dick to suck. She then pulled my jeans and underwear down in a single go. She immediately caught my erect dick and started licking it.
I had not experienced a blowjob after marriage, as my wife doesn’t like them. Her lips enclosed my dick, and she engulfed it completely. It was like saline for a patient. I couldn’t hold myself, as I was getting sex after a very long time, and I told her I was cumming.
She started sucking faster. She pulled my dick out of her mouth just before I ejaculated and directed it onto her boobs. I sprayed all my thick cum onto her breasts. She had given me a wonderful blowjob, so it was time to repay her with wonderful foreplay.
I pulled her on top of me, and she sat on my lap. I then removed her bra completely to free her huge melons. They were very soft, and I had never touched such spongy boobs. I felt like I was pressing a cotton ball. She got excited and pulled my hair to direct my mouth to suck her boobs.
I immediately put my lips on her nipple without wasting time and started pinching it like a sandwich between my lips. She enjoyed it and pressed my head, indicating for me to suck harder without saying a word.
This was my signal to chew and suck her boobs. I started sucking and licking her boobs for a long time, and then I went down to kiss and lick her navel area. She was enjoying my kissing and licking her belly while I pressed both boobs simultaneously.
Ritu: “Aahhh… Uffff… Debu, please eat my melons. I am desperate to submit myself to you. My husband doesn’t do foreplay like you are doing. He just comes, fucks me for a few minutes until he softens, and leaves me thirsty for love. Please make me complete today. I have been waiting for this day for a long time.”
I asked her to lift her belly so I could remove her saree. She did exactly as I asked, and I removed her saree to make her completely nude. I saw her clean-shaven pussy, which was inviting me to lick.
Hey friends, I can’t describe the sight in front of me; it was totally mesmerizing. I touched her pussy gently and started rolling my fingers slowly. She was shivering, and her body was trembling with the vibrations.
Ritu: “What a feeling. I have never experienced this before in my life… don’t stop, my love. Keep going… aaahhhh…. ummmmm….”
Then I spread her legs apart and kept my tongue on her clit while sliding a finger inside her wet pussy. When I pushed it in, Ritu moaned softly, “Aaahhhh.” I kept licking her pussy and fucking her with my fingers. Ritu got crazy and was about to orgasm.
Ritu: “I’m cumming…. I… I ammm cummiing… Debu, faster… aaahhhh.”
She released her juices onto my finger and into my mouth. By that time, my dick was rock hard and ready for actual intimacy.
Ritu: “Come, my dear… fuck me hard. Let me taste your chocobar.”
She adjusted her body into the missionary position, and then I took my dick to rub against her pussy. As I rubbed my dick on her pussy, she was raising her hips to catch it inside her. I stood up to get a condom, but she didn’t understand where I was going.
Ritu: “Debu, where are you going? Fuck me, na, please.”
Me: Dear, I am going to get protection. I don’t do it without protection.
Ritu: “Yeah… I was so excited that I forgot about protection in the heat of the moment.”
I put on the condom and started entering her pussy. It was completely wet and slippery. My dick went inside smoothly, and I could feel her warmth on it. My piston started going deeper and deeper. She closed her eyes to enjoy the movement of my dick inside her pussy. She was completely enjoying the moment.
I couldn’t believe that I was satisfying a beautiful woman and wanted to make her even more satisfied. I kept moving my dick in and out, which was making a sound like “flap flap thap thap….” She was pressing my chest muscles and running her hands over my body to feel it.
Then suddenly, she pushed me onto the bed and came on top of me like a cowgirl. She held my dick in one hand and guided it to her pussy, then sat on it. I knew that if she rode my dick, she would ride it for a long time, as I can hold my cum for a long while.
She was jumping on my dick, making a “thap thap thap” noise in the room. I was squeezing her boobs and hips while she was fucking me.
Me: Ritu, can I ask you a question?
Ritu: Yes, you can.
Me: Since when have you been meeting boys from Ashish’s group?
Ritu: It started just a year ago. My husband doesn’t care about my desires. I thought, why not try to get satisfaction from life? I got the contact for such a group from a friend. Now, you are my boy.
She had her orgasm.
Ritu: “Debu… I am cumming aaahhhh aaahhhh ummmm I am cumming, I am cumming, cumming.”
I started thrusting my hips to match her rhythm, and then she had her orgasm and collapsed on me. I didn’t stop and kept fucking her, and she hugged me tightly. I asked her to get on all fours. She got into a doggy position, and I entered her from behind.
I fucked her for a few more minutes and then unloaded myself. She lay on her stomach, and I lay on top of her. We were not tracking the time at all and suddenly saw that it was around 12 noon and time to cook some food for lunch.
I told her I didn’t want to eat a heavy meal, as I had more work to do on her body. She was surprised and gave me a beautiful smile. I couldn’t believe her soft behavior. She went to the kitchen and brought some bread and butter.
I was sitting completely nude on a dining table chair, and she came to sit on my lap. I hugged her soft body from behind — aaahhhh, what a feeling, aaahhhh…
We ate the food, and then I asked her to bring a bedsheet as I was going to give her a massage.
Ritu: What kind of relaxation are you going to give?
Me: I’ll give you an oil massage. I usually do it for my wife, and she enjoys it a lot.
Ritu: Does your wife love sex as much as you do? You are very passionate and a gentleman.
Me: My condition is like yours, so there is nothing more to discuss.
Ritu went to the bedroom and called me inside. She told me I could give her the oil massage on the same bed, as she would remove the bedsheet later. She gave me coconut oil and almond oil for her private parts.
Me: Ritu, please lie down on your stomach.
She did as I asked, and then I poured coconut oil on my palm and started massaging her upper back and shoulder area. She was feeling my hand movements over her body. I gave a massage to her hips, thighs, legs, boobs, and pussy.
I applied almond oil to her pussy and massaged her clean-shaven area. She was unable to control her orgasm as I slid my fingers from her pubic bone to her asshole while inserting fingers into her pussy. She gave herself another orgasm and relaxed.
Ritu: “Debu, have you learned massage from somewhere?”
Me: No, I learned it myself. My wife had some back issues, so I had to give her oil massages. I started learning from the internet and then began to enjoy it.
After finishing the massage, we both took a bath and fucked again while bathing.
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This was my first experience with a housewife. I always remember to use protection during intercourse.
I hope you enjoyed my experience, and if any female wants to contact me, email me at [email protected].
Please don’t ask me for any female contacts, and respect their privacy.