Guys, they are not whores.. but humans and they too have every right to enjoy sex.Now without wasting more time, let’s come to the indian sex story....The heroine of this story is Vidushi.She was not exactly a bombshell but was extremely fair. She originally belonged to Himachal may be that’s why. As you guys know, I always have tinder on my cell and Delhi (where I had gone to prepare for govt job), one of the “hotspots” of India, how could a good looking guy like me not match with girls, I. Vera had welcomed them and explained that while the men were away the ladies could play. “Why not get undressed and have some fun ladies” Vera said and began to undress herself. Looking at each other everyone followed her lead. Rhonda realised that this was normal and quickly shed her clothes. The excitement level raised as the women paired off and began to drink and fondle each other. Vera dimmed the lights “to make it more romantic” she said. Soon the women were engaged in oral sex (carefully. I didn’t know… It’s never felt so good. Don’t stop. Fuck me… That’s it fuck me hard.” I could feel his thrusting speed up as the tension in my body kept building higher and higher, pushing me closer to the edge of a climax. He buried his prick even deeper into me, groaned and held it there. When I felt his prick throbbing, pouring his cum deep into me, I was pushed over that crest and I felt the spasms in my pussy around his throbbing prick as my climax swept over me. Dad slowly stroked his. My first reaction to that thought, borne of biases that were breathing their last, was to suppress it. However, my second reaction, and the one that emerged victorious, was to take that thought and chew on it for several minutes.After the ceremony, we went through the receiving line, where Inez introduced me to the newlyweds. We met up again with Dennis and Mayra, piled into Dennis' car, and it was off to the reception. We ended up sitting at a table with Mayra's parents, and Lisette. Food was.