I pushed two of my fingers into my vagina and rubbed my clit with my thumb.The sound of a door opening and closing distracted me from my sexual trance... Slowly I moved down so I could peek through the opening, my heart racing as I got closer to the hole. The sudden light from his movie startled me and I snapped back. After waiting long enough to be sure I hadn't been seen, I tried again. My patience was rewarded with the view of a man sitting in a chair masturbating. His hand was wrapped around. "You're getting awfully frisky," I whispered, turning my head towardsher slightly."The movie kind of calls for it, don't you think?"I smiled as I felt her grab my breast again. I leaned in for a deepkiss. Soon her hands were under my skirt and caressing my thighs. Thiswas the second time in two days that she had me feeling like a highschool girl. She got bolder and began running her fingers over my panty-covered crotch.As I grew more and more excited, I started caressing her thigh. Finally,I. This story is how I met a married reader and ended up satisfying her.A small introduction about me and her. I am 28 years old with a 5-inch tool and 6 feet height and a normal physique. So after posting my story on ISS, I received feedback commenting that she liked my story. We exchanged a formal introduction about each other and then I asked her for her pic.Before that let me introduce her. She was a Punjabi married women from Pune. Married for 5 years. Her name is Manpreet (name changed) and. A new erotic fantasy is born…And that’s it. The reader closes the book, thinks “that was weird” and goes about the rest of their day, probably forgetting about the strange book by the time they get home from the raging dumpster-fire they call a life. But the magic doesn’t just end there; the next time the reader falls asleep they will be thrust into a vivid dreamscape of one of their craziest erotic fantasies come to life.The dreamer will embark upon the kind of worlds you only get to see in.