My Steamy Story: sandhya is a widow wife.she is very inno...

My Story Time:

Okay, so bestie, let me spill the tea on this thing with Pijush. For context, I’m Sandhya, and I’m low-key the most innocent, homely widow you’ll ever meet. Like, I’d never even seen porn, no cap. My idea of a wild night was sorting lentils. But then Pijush, this guy from the apartment complex who lives for porn and all that… extra stuff, started talking to me.

He invited me over to ‘watch a movie,’ and I was so naive, I actually thought he meant a real movie. Sheesh, big yikes. Next thing I know, he’s got this, like, intense video on his TV and my cheeks are burning. He’s all, “Don’t be shy, Sandhya, it’s natural,” and his hand is on my knee. I was so shook, but also… curious AF. He leaned in and started kissing my neck, and I just melted. My simple cotton sari felt so flimsy all of a sudden. He whispered, “I’ve wanted to see these boobs forever,” and his hands were on my blouse, undoing the buttons. I was trembling, but when he got my breasts out and groaned, “So perfect,” something in me just… switched on. He started rubbing his dick over my tits, and I was like, OMG, is this a boob job? It felt so dirty and amazing. I was moaning without even meaning to. Then he looked me dead in the eyes and was like, “I’m gonna come on your face, okay?” And before I could even process it, he was stroking himself fast and then—sheesh—hot streaks of cum were hitting my cheeks and lips. I gasped, totally covered, and he just smiled and said, “Iconic.” I was a mess, but honestly? I’ve never felt more alive. Period.