I’ve been reading stories on Indian sex story from quite a long time now. So, I thought of sharing my own incident. Hope you all like it.Telling you...about me, I’m 5’10” with not so athletic body. This is an incident which happened to me when I was in college.Garima ( name changed ) was my school mate from class 1. But we never had many memories together as we were in the different group. After class 8, we both went to different school and we never got a chance to talk. After I joined the. Usually it’s over by 2-3 minutes without me getting any kind of orgasm out of it, So I don’t count that as”sex” by any standards. My friends had been telling me about my hubby Steven, that he had been seen fooling around with younger women and they said that he’s fucking them in whenever he can.I met him almost 10 years ago. I was 21 years old back then and he was all over me and really interested in me, but his main goal was to fuck me every time we saw each other. He made me do everything he. "Io, were you warm enough?" She grinned.Iola grinned back. "He wanted to hog the covers but I finally got warm."Mom grinned back. "A lot of females lust for your brother. He needs to learn to share the covers and make enough room." Perhaps I need to sleep with him more often to teach him to share." You could do that." She grinned at both of us.I said, "Mom! It's not what you think!" Oh! What do I think?"Io blushed deeply but was smiling while I tried to think of something intelligent and not. After a couple of minutes he moved onto the seat beside me saying "I hope you don't mind"What else could I say but"of course not".I could see the bulge in his trousers it looked like it was about to pop the zip.He slipped his hand inside my legs and looked at me as I nodded approval,no going back now, things were hotting up too much for me to walk away.I relaxed back into the seat as he gently rubbed his hand up and down my thigh ,pausing just before he reached my now soaking pussy,he.