నా భార్య అందం - Telugu Srungara Katha

Love story of Jaanu and Chinnu

Hi guys, Plz forgive me if my English is bad. This is jaanu(not real) a 23 yr old guy from Bangalore. Am going to tell u a true incident which took place in my. This is not completely a sex story it’s a luv story wit some sort of sex involved. One who r here to read sex stories can switch on to someother story & its my kind request.

Ok guys I was a student of engg & my chinnu is also engg student from different branch when this incident happened. She’s from village but never wanted to show up that while talking.. even she dressed like normal city gal.. She’s of 5.2” in height & her face is quite big& looked cute only sometimes.. Don’t know abt her figure.. At the end of 2nd yr we met each other officially.

(b4 that I ve seen her many times because we had few common frnds) & she was so friendly to each other. Its because of cell phone We became frnds in very short period ( to be frank I was in luv with some other gal x at that time & I believ its also a true one & ofcourse single sided & 1 more gal loved me but its 4m her side & I liked her).

ofcourse she’s my best frnd n I shared each 7 every thing with her. My chinnu always asked abt me n x & also helped in few things.. As it was one sided luv I proposed x & got negative response.. I became so depressed & that time chinnu helped me lot & she started loving me.. I too started liking her..

we became so close that we feared that we may have to leav each other so I asked her to marry me.. She really dumbfolded fa an instance & agreed readily.. We went to banglore to see her frnd at that time I asked her fa a kiss.. But she didn’t allow me to kiss her.. She just let me to put my hands over her waist, but after repeated forcing she agreed & let me to kiss her fore finger.

After a week she was in reference hall, reading fa exams.. I was at home said her while chatting through sms that am feeling to kiss her on her lips.. But she said I can kiss only to her forehead as a symbol of care.. So I went to reference & as were no one except few guys I kissed her on her forehead, eyes, nose & cheeks,, Again asked her to kiss me she did the same…

Then she said she wants to read so go back home &let her read.. but I said b4 going I wanna kiss her again so she agreed but this time along with her cheeks I planted my kiss on her lips.. She got shock.. she was happy even thought felt bad fa that..Then we kissed many times when we got chance, then hugging became common.

Then once while hugging I put my hands on her hips.. She resisted that.. then French kiss all became common.. But I was very eager to explore her body so I wanted to touch her belly button & waist.. Initially she didn’t agree but because of my force she agreed.. None of our got a hint of our love & sexual acts.. On my birthday she gave me a gift that I cant forget.

She allowed me to touch her boobs (only on her salwar) which I squeezed n bite her nipples kissed.. She was a perfect smoocher… She liked my lips more than any part n my body.. Once we went to a Tamil movie (we both dnt knw tamil) where Ias usually touched her belly naked.. But I got some courage & tried to move up near her boobs.

She allowed me to squeeze her boobs upon bra.. When I tried to enter her bra she resisted lot.. But finally I succeeded & touched her nipples & even took entire boob(right one) n squeezed. But after that incident both got depressed fa what happened there in theatre.. I consoled her & said it’s not a sin & all then she got convinced.. She was my wife.

I loved her lot more than my life. Then once I took her to my sisters place, introduced her to my sis.. But I kept touching chinnu behind her… In final sem we had project fa that I stayed at Banglore & she was doing her project in college.. Once she came to Banglore I took her to show my room.

I was not able to control my sexual desires I removed all my clothes except undeawear.. She was looking at my bulge in shock..She touched that over undie.. Then I took her in my arms & took her to bed.. I layed on her slept on her & continuously explored her mouth fa abt 10 min.. Then I kissed her face, neck, boobs,till toes.

I lifted her kameez till her boobs & fa first time I saw her boobs under her white bra.. she not allowed me to remove her bra & I also not forced as I thought she will be mine only… But I kissed her nipples, boobs over her bra n& bited her nipples bit roughly so she moaned in pain.. Fa me she was looking cute but today I felt her like a child.. I loved her lot…

Then we both watched a blue film(mysore Mallige) she never saw such a thing before she got shy & excited.. In that movie d gal gave his guy a blow job & he fucked her well.. His shots made my gal to fear that I also may fuck her roughly like in movie.. I convinced her that I wont use her roughly & will fuck only when she feel less pain as possible..

Then I came behind her hugged tightly, she turned herself to me then I inserted my hands under her pant & panties this time she didn’t resisted… We kept kissing again fa long time.. Then we both dressed up.. I served her milk & left to our native,.. We used to chat sexily where I was telling her to remove her dress, press her boobs,

insert her fingers by thinking her finger as my dick this way we got marry mentally & I started her calling as my wife.. Our love was increasing day by day.. I called her home when I was alone & my family members were out of station.. Same thing happened what happened in room… we both enjoyed lot..

After that our graduation completed she got a job nearby her village & I came to banglore.. We both became busy but we always used to talk over phone fa hours together But it decreased as she stopped messaging me, by saying she’s busy.. But me and my frnds thought to go fa an outing to Manglore.. In our team there was a couple except us & nobody knew about us..

Then while going we just slept together without much action.. there we stayed fa two days enjoyed lot in beaches.. She liked watching across the beach & it sun was almost disappeared she kissed me more than 20 times while waliking & asked me to kiss her again & again.. I dnt know how she gained that courage to kiss me in public.. I was scared that day to be frank..

Then we came to room & slept.. In the morning I came to her & slept beside her.. I took her hand, she touched my dick nakedly fa first tim.. She liked that very much & kept surveying the size of it (mine is almost 6-6.5” long with 3” girth) That day she touched my dick fa two more times.. We checked out the lodge in the night & got into bus..

As we didn’t get reservation we found hard to get seat.. But luckily we got seat in a Rajahamsa bus but we got seat in the last where 4 of us sat together… As bus started moving I took her hand in my hand & wa s very happy to spend two day & night with her.. the lights of the bus were switched off after sometime..

I felt to kiss her I saw everyone & my frnds beside me found them asleep then I kissed her lips & started exploring her mouth.. Then I put my hands all over her upper portion & was feeling her.. She took my hand & kept it over her vagina over the pant.. I was out of control by such a romantic moment & unhooked her pant & put my fingers under her panties, directly into her cunt.

She moaned sexily while inserted my two fingers inside it.. Pushed my finger to & fro but didn’t push finger more deep as I didn’t wanted to tear her virginity… She enjoyed it lot and even she cummed fastly.. again I did the same thing… She took my dick n touched it gently… Fa sometime we enjoyed sex …

I didnt know when I slept And when I opened my eyes we were about to reach Bangalore.. I went to office directly from bus stand & she left to her village.. In the evening when I called her she was depressed because f my act of touching her pussy.. She even cried.. I too was depressed…

I was not able to convince her but I said u r still a virgin & am going to marry u… Then somewhat I convinced her..After few months chinnu’s frnd introduced me her colleague over a phone.. We started chatting & it turned to sex chat in very short time.. She was such a bitch that she started calling me to have sex in real within two days of our intro..

But I realized my mistake & asked her not to call again.. Fa that she said everything to Chinnu’s frnd & she said everything to chinu.. my chinnu lost trust on me.. I think she cried fawhole day.. Then asked her to forgive me & promised her that am not going to involve in such things..

She said she’ll forgive me when she slap me when we meet.. In next meet she slapped too.. But forgave me fa my mistake… Then I left my job to do masters, had been to many places across India.. once I visited Taj Mahal & called her from there & said I love you many times & said how much I missed her.

She was very happy & she too said I love u lot many times…Then I bought Tajmahal fa her and a dress material fa her… When I returned to Banglore I called her to meet me at station itself while coming someone stole my Taj mahal I left over with dress material.. I gave her that n she felt happy…

Then she started messaging me very rarely and calls were also reduced..After two months visit ti TAj One day I called her & asked she said she’s not loving me now N wanna be just a frnd.. N said she doesn’t have trust on me now..After 15 days her sister came to know abt us & also her cousin.. She completely left me while on other hand I still love her madly.

She gave my flirting as a reason(I stopped that flirting before six months completely) fa leaving me.. We broke up In Nov 2009.. Our 3.8 yrs love came to an end.. In the end she hurt me lot.. But now as I think she’s loving a guy.. She continuously changing her no to get rid of me…

Even today I want her to come back & am asking her for a last chance.. Still she’s my wife, my lover & my best frnd.. She will remain in my heart as my best frnd till I die… I still wanna marry her even though our castes r different. Now tell me wat u wanna tell both of us.

Sexy times during Hotel management in Mumbai

Hi all, I like to think that one thing that brings us all here is a chance get away from the daily hustle bustle and tensions of life and have nice read not necessarily sex,,but something you can relate to yourself or your past, I am no different, that’s what connect us all isn’t it? Right let’s start the story then,,Year 2000, the millennium, tthe year I joined my Hotel Management in Mumbai,

I was born there and there’s where my heart still lies..For people not familiar with Mumbai, a little info about the city of dreams- The girls are amazing, not only are they beautiful they’re sexy too and they’re outgoing and know how to enjoy life. If you’re form Mumbai you don’t need to go after girls, in fact you’re spoilt for choice.

You go out on a date and the next thing you wake up in bed with her. Having sex is an obligation you have to fulfil..Nothing against Mumbai girls, don’t take me wrong - I find it’s great, we all need sex, at least your gals are not sly about it..Alright I do tend to drift away from the story so forgive me if I do it again.

During My hotel management time I’ve already been with a few girls and funny enough those days the fact that I had shagged a girl was more exciting than the actual act. The first year passed smoothly and by the second year I became good friend with Imran (too early to decide that I’m a gay,, read on..)

Imran was my Guru, I used to think I had shagged loads but he was the ultimate sex machine, by the time I could ask a girl out for coffee, he would have already been in bed with her..We were famously infamous in our college, didn’t have any friends either, don’t know why, either they were jealous or just afraid that we’d shagged their girlfriends or sisters.

Well they were right in thinking so..Anyways life went on, and after exams we went for our internships, I did mine at the The Taj Mumbai – what a hotel, and Imran went to some hotel in Hyderabad as he had some family there.. Everyone came back with stories of how great their training had been but I was just waiting to speak to Imran to share our sex stories.

(no mobiles then..) I was so eager to learn how many girls he had bedded as I had managed to shag three other trainees, two from Pune and malu chick from Rizvi college. As usual he had ventured further and not only had he shagged a trainee he managed to bed a Bengali guest staying at the hotel and here’s the best part- she was there with here husband,,

I was amazed as married women was still an unknown territory for me then. I think we were in some kind of un declared competition with each other, as who was fucking more girls, it was all about numbers..I still remember at that time I counted upto 16 and his count was almost double..It all started then( phew… finally) we decided to be even.

Instead of numbers we decide to use alphabet. So we sat down on the college terrace and ruled out some lines on a few pages, wrote down A to Z and then wrote down the rules as well. The pact was that we had to shag girls having names from A to Z. Few rules- we had to start fresh, old girlfriends were allowed as long as fucked them again after that day,

- we had to bring back a piece of paper/ souvenir with the name of the girl written on it in her writing – not a problem I though as during those days I used to get loads of those greeting cards from girls all the time (remember- you must have got as well). There were a lot more rules but can’t remember now.

And yes we mutually cancelled out a few odd letters like Q, X, Y and Z..as you may know there’s hardly any Indian girls name with these alphabets..Although if found one fucking her was not ruled out, In fact would be an achievement. So it started, Seriously I think that was the only time in my life I had a clear aim of what I had to next.

It was like a project work, I was totally addicted to it, I started gathering a database of potential girls I could get in bed with, I think I had written down at least 4-5 names of girls I knew of, for each alphabet. I was obsessed with finding a girl’s name, any girl’s name, it was like I was desperate to find a new name all the time,, friends sisters, neighbours, juniors,

girls from college next doors, friends girlfriends in fact everywhere.. Beauty was out of question. White, black, dark, fair, ugly, short, tall, slim napali, chinki looking- everything worked. The other funny thing was it never occurred that I could always lie to Imran but I never did, it was like religion to me.

Well time goes and every time I used to shag a new girl Imran was the first to know and vice versa..The good thing that came out of this was I built up a flair in speaking with girls, and believe me guys, the top tip I can give to patao a girl, is to look beyond her looks,,Some of the girls I shagged were.. well not ugly,, but definitely not the ones you can go around boasting of,

and that was the case, all I was interested in was the name,, The secret still stays with me as I’ll be embarrassed to death even if I mention that I tried to flirt with them..but they were they the nicest of the lot.. One I remember was Pallavi..Pallavi was my junior college friend, She was an average looking girl but a little to the heavy side.

She never had any boyfriend during college times, she was just past of our group. I must have heard from my then girlfriend that she did fancy one of our common friend a but as she was fat she knew things are not gonna work for her..Anyways one day I met her at Andheri train station, It must have been 4 years or so after college..She almost jumped with joy to see me.

I was glad to see her as well.. I first instinct was,, hmm although I was working on Parul,, Pallavi would be less hard work, Although she hadn’t changed much physically she looked a lot mature. I took her to the Macdonald outside and chatted away about good old college time, who’s doing what and the usual,

I could see in her eyes that she was happy to see me and now that she was working she was enjoying her independent life and wanted more out of it,, She said that she always gets down at Andheri and takes a bus,, In excitement I told her I do the same( me and my big mouth),, anyways we started meeting every day and became good friends.

She used to wait for me every day, even though I used to be late all the time..I think she didn’t have much friends and definitely no boyfriend, that’s the reason she used like being with me, kind of showing the world that even she had a boyfriend..She was adorable..In fact after a while I figured out that she was too sweet to be messed with,, and I decided to meet her less often,

I think she somehow realised this( can’t hide anything from women..) One day we went to Hare Krishna Temple and from there we went to juhu beach,, there she told me that I’m same as everyone else, just because she is genuinely friendly men start thinking that she is trying to flirt them and as she is fat and not beautiful nobody wants to be her boyfriend,

but she never had those intentions..She started crying,, I felt really really bad for my behaviour and I apologised and gave her hug..We stayed like that for a while and then I kissed her..she didn’t know how to react But liked it for sure,,there was no turning back then,, the rest is history,,She had a uncles flat in Vasai were she lost her virginity to me.

Like I sayed earlier She was so lovely and adorable,,she would make the perfect wife or mom..God bless her wherever she is..So that was the story of ‘P’. Anyways I think I should stick to basics..So finished college and got a job in Delhi..was there for six months,, two more girls, and our maid not a big achievement I must say but it took me almost 3 months to settle down,

and wonder if you’ve ever experienced that Delhites hate us Mumbaites, but I think they’re just jealous, I’m sure they have a big ego problem and can’t stand people like me who gives a fuck what happens around. Anyways didn’t like it much there and came back to Mumbai. Met with Imran, had a few beers, although boasting about fucking new girls was not the agenda,

we did talked about our pact,I told her about my achievement of shagging the maid in Delhi – Naina, she was from Haryana.. and she was married, and how I convinced her to sleep with me just to help me finish the list (I better not get into detail,, too lengthy) Imran as usual was doing well and concluded that by end of the year either of us would finish the list.. damn right.

After 3 months and two jobs later I joined the Oberoi towers at Nariman point and I think the girls were just waiting for me.. My love life flourished again I must have shagged every trainee that walked through the door, not to forget the receptionist, telephone operator, housekeeping supervisor a few waitresses etc etc.

the years spent there were the best times of my sexual life and the list was finally done, in fact had a few extras on it with more than one girls having names starting with the same alphabet. I remember one in particular – Shalu..Although I had already shagged Seema from college, there was nothing to lose..Shalu was from Belgaun, she had come for her Industrial trainee.

I think she was alone from her college, I was introduced to her during her induction and something about her had striked me. That evening on my way back to churchgate, I saw her sitting at marine drive facing the sea..I went over and said hello, she didn’t remember my name as she must have met hundreds of staff that day.

Any way I sat nxt to her and we started talking, It was her first day alone away from Family, her dad had come to drop her and gone back the same morning, she was accommodated in the women’s lodge nearby.. I took to the Pizza hut by the corner and she couldn’t believe the prices on the menu, A bit scared that she may have to pay towards the bill,

she started saying that she’s not hungry, and we should go somewhere else. After convincing her to not to worry about the money I order and we ate. I could see the joy in her eyes as she had never eaten a proper pizza before although she did had sucked a cock before which she confessed later when I started having sex with her.

We used to fuck like rabbits and she used to absolutely love it..I still remember her last day- VT train station, she had tears in her eyes..did’nt wont to go back..I kept promising her that I’ll come to visit her..never happened.. So that’s the story of ‘S’..Shalu If you’re reading this,,I still miss u sweetheart..The best part was I used the fuck them the hotel bedrooms,

it all stayed discreet, never got into any hassle with their families or brothers or my family which usually is the case,,Although I did had a girlfriend in my neighbourhood – Ritu,, she was absolutely gorgeous, I think I was in love with her, even my Mom liked her so did her family, they were quiet impressed with me,

Ritu on the other hand used to think I am the simple guy next door, as I never had sex with her while she was unaware about my endeavours at the hotel, and the fact that I used to always come late from work, she used to think I must be working very hard.. How time flies.. Anyways never married Ritu, ended up having arranged marriage (don’t know how) with my beautiful wife Sonia,

have a two year old son now named Ryan...moved to London, good job, nice car, can’t complain..All this is now..I think I pretty much changed entirely after marriage, I’m so in love with Tanya and not to forget amazing sex we have..I don’t even fancy other girls anymore..It’s been three years we are married, I’ve never cheated on her,

Sonia knows a bit about my past( not entirely – believe me if she comes to know about all the girls- I’m dead) I told her that I used to like a girl but never had the courage to say it and hence nothing materialised..She’s happy with that..When in Mumbai I used to come across old girlfriends now and then, but never tried anything silly.

(See how men change after marriage) Take my word guys do not get married...Well no regrets..life was smooth..until,,,,until I met someone.. Something happened.. The good old days came back to me, Imran, the list, looking for girls for their names, the excitement, everything.. How could I resist the temptation to get in bed with – Z – She was from Latvia and her name was ZANE…

Room Service

Erica Daniels was dead tired, and all she wanted was a hot shower and a good nights sleep. A full day of meetings with designers and financial officers had left her totally spent. She always hated coming to New York, not only because of the endless traffic jams, but because it always seemed like every thing was fast, fast, fast with never an opportunity to just take it easy. At least she was in a nice hotel with room service - the last thing she felt like doing was fighting her way through a restaurant crowd.

She picked up the phone and dialed ‘8'. In a few seconds she was being connected with the kitchen where she ordered a Caesar Salad and a hamburger rare.

“Twenty minutes,” she replied, “good, I'm famished!”



With twenty minutes before her food was to arrive, Erica had just enough time to take her shower. She stripped off her clothes and started the water running, testing it periodically to see if it was the correct temperature. When she was satisfied that it was, she stepped under it and let the needle like jets massage her aching muscles. The combination of drowsiness and the hot water beating down on her breasts caused her vagina to dampen in sexual anticipation. She really wished that she had a steady sexual partner, but with her job taking up most of her time, she never really had much of a chance to meet anyone.

Another problem - at least in her eyes - was that although she was attractive, she was a little bit overweight and extremely self conscious about her body. As the water cascaded over her tired body, her hand dropped between her legs and found her hard clit waiting impatiently for some attention. She was just about to begin a quick masturbatory session when she heard a knock on her door and the voice of a young man calling out, “Room service”

Erica reluctantly turned off the shower, put on her robe, and went to answer the door.

“Just put it on the table,” Erica ordered the waiter, while she looked through her purse for a couple of dollars for a tip.

As she fumbled around inside her pocket book, she didn't even notice that the top of her robe had slipped open revealing her breasts and her erect nipples. When she finally looked up, she could see that he was boldly staring directly at her boobs, not even making a pretense of being embarrassed.

He was taking a real chance, but after sizing up the situation he opined directly, “Nice tits, baby, wanna let me see the rest of you?”

Erica was totally flabbergasted not only at his directness, but that she could feel her pussy moistening, despite his insolent manner.

“Thank you, no,” she stammered, “and I'll be reporting you to your superiors about this incident.”

As he went to leave, Erica had second thoughts and called him back. As he turned she opened her robe, giving him a better view of her body. He smiled, and then with almost lightning speed his hand snapped out and jerked the robe off her body exposing her to his hungry eyes.

“Oh, baby,” he said, “you gotta let Tommy have some of that pussy!!!”

He moved towards her ,and with his hands, cupped her breasts and lifted a nipple to his lips and sucked on it greedily. A long moan from deep in her throat was all the invitation he needed to press his advantage and push Erica on to the bed, spreading her legs wide apart.



There was no way to hide the fact that her pussy was in a state of high sexual agitation, and needed some immediate relief. By now all Erica wanted was to have an orgasm, and if this crude man could give it to her, well, that was just fine with her.

Tommy began stripping off his uniform, never letting his eyes stray from the hot cunt that just inches away him. Erica waited anxiously for him to get off his clothes so he could stick his pecker inside of her needy cunt. When at last he jerked off his boxer shorts, Erica was pleasantly surprised to find that he had a very nice dick indeed, at least seven inches long and very thick.

She pushed her cunt out towards him, and open invitation for him to take her, but instead of mounting her he disappeared between her legs, gently pushing them apart. She could feel his hot breath as he nuzzled between her thighs, his tongue flicking backwards and forwards, teasing her clit as he plunged his fingers into her wetness.

“God that feels so good,” she moaned as little waves of pleasure moved from her tummy all the way down her legs. “Fuck me” she demanded.



“I'm gonna give you some real room service now,” he said, as he drove his hard spike all the way inside her.

She let out a muffled scream and begged him to fuck her harder. “My fucking god, you're so fucking good, oh please, do it harder, oh christ, fuck me harder.”

Hearing her beg for more drove Tommy into a fucking frenzy, and he slammed his cock in and out of her as the long months of frustration that had been welling up in Erica's pussy came bubbling to the surface. It had been so long since she felt the stiff power of a hard shaft, and it was the most wonderful feeling in the world, being fucked senseless by a hard young cock. Erica's cunt muscles gripped tightly to the hard pounding invader, until finally it convulsed and shuddered in a mind blowing orgasm.



Tommy, realising he was about to explode, pulled out just in time to shoot a huge load of cum all over Erica's trembling body.

Tommy rolled over and lay beside her on the bed, still half way stunned from the amazing sex they had just enjoyed together!

He glanced at his watch and leaped to his feet, “Oh my god, I've got five other deliveries to make, I hope you don't mind if I eat and run!”

Erica just laughed and replied, “Only if you promise to come back later with dessert”.

THE END