Hello, ladies of Bangalore. This is Priyanka (not my real name). Today, I have made up my mind to share a few things about a wonderful man who I met in Bangalore when I was there.

It’s a bit long story. I am sharing my experience because I know that there are many ladies here like me who are also unsatisfied about having caring, loving, understanding, respectful, fun-loving partners and about Sex too.

In the year 2015, I and my husband moved to Bangalore from Delhi for business purposes. My husband used to be literally busy in his business. He did not have much time for me and this was the same in Delhi too. We only had intimacy once or twice a month.

We were rich and had all physical comforts but there was no quality time and richness cannot buy quality time to spend with each other. I am a very joyful and loving woman like many out there. But no one was there to understand or share my feelings.

So, I started looking for a friend to care for and share my feelings, to have a fantastic regular intimacy, and to have quality time in bed. But I knew that we cannot meet random guys as it can be dangerous at times. So, I was looking for a genuine one. Then I came across a few online dating sites.

There are thousands of men there who are looking for sex or money. Since I was new to these sites, I did not have much idea about some men’s greed.

I used to go through their profiles and contact them. A few were sensible and spoke well, having good manners, but a few were manner-less and uncouth.

So, like this from 2015 to 2017, I met around 8 guys. Then the 9th one who I met on April 18th around 6:00 pm made me happy for my lifetime.

It was a lazy evening for me. It was a gap of 2 to 3 months where I had not met any guys because of my previous bitter experiences. So, in the evening, I had been to a nearby hotel, took a cup of coffee, and started sipping it slowly.

Meanwhile, 4 guys came there with a box in their hand collecting funds for orphan children. One guy came near me and said, “Excuse me, madam,” I said, “Yes?” and looked up at him. He was looking into my eyes directly.

Wow, those eyes were very sharp and attractive. He started explaining the cause and purpose of fundraising. I was just hearing him (not listening).

My eyes were looking at his eyes constantly. Meanwhile, some spark happened within me. I became active and I wanted to have a conversation with him.

I asked him, “How do I trust you people, that this money will be utilized for a genuine cause?”

He said, “Madam, we are working for an orphanage as volunteers. You can even come and visit the orphanage on weekends so that you will come to know about us and about them as well.”

I said, “How do I find you people after you go away from here?”

He said, “Madam, please note down the number and contact us whenever you want to visit the orphanage, we will make arrangements.”

That was the moment I was waiting for. I took my phone and took this number. I said, “What do I save it as?”

He said, “My name is Rahul.” I saved his number and pulled out two 500 rupees notes from my wallet and put it in the box.

He said, “Thank you very much madam, it was nice meeting you.” I said, “Same here.” Then he and the other guys left. I came home, sat down, and switched on the TV.

Meanwhile, I took out the phone to see Rahul’s WhatsApp DP. I found him. He was really cute and handsome. His eyes were really attracting me, provoking me to meet him and have an experience in all possible ways.

I was looking at the DP again. Meanwhile, my husband messaged me saying, “I will be late to come home, don’t wait for me for dinner. I will have it outside.”

I felt this is as usual a drama and I ordered food for myself. My husband came at 11:30 and then we slept. The next day, he left early for work.

After completing my morning work at around 10:30 am, I messaged Rahul.

“Hi, this is Priyanka. I met you yesterday in the hotel.”

After 45 minutes, I got a reply, “Hi madam, how are you?” I said, “I am doing good and would like to visit the orphanage this weekend.”

He replied, “Sure madam, Sunday around 11 am. will be fine. We will make arrangements for your visit.”

I said, “That sounds good, take care.” He said, “You too.”

At night, I sent a forwarded goodnight message. He replied. The next day the same thing happened, we sent good morning and good night messages.

My husband came home at the usual time, we had dinner and I asked him what his plans for tomorrow were?

He said, “I have a personal meeting with my partners and I will be back around 5:00 or 6:00 pm.”

I said, “Ok, tomorrow I am going to an orphanage to visit orphaned kids.”

He said, “That’s fine, go wherever you want but come back before I come home.” Then we slept.

Then Sunday came. It was the 21st of April 2015, my hubby left home at 9:30 am. Soon after that, I sent a good morning message to Rahul, but his status last seen on WhatsApp was the previous night.

I was just waiting impatiently for him to respond. Finally, at around 10:30 am, Rahul called me and said, “Madam, cab will be coming at 11:00 am to your place to pick you up. Please share your location.”

After that, I shared my location.

The cab came at 11:15 am. We started on our journey. It was a journey of nearly 1 hour to the orphanage. In between two other ladies joined the cab as they were part of the visitors’ list.

We reached and then entered the orphanage. Rahul and his friends welcomed us. We went inside, there were around 70 children starting from age of 3 to 18 years old.

We spent some time there and while coming back, Rahul came in the cab. We had a regular casual talk. Then I got down at my location.

Rahul said, “It’s nice of you that you visited the orphanage.”

I said, “Thank you” and he replied, “It’s my pleasure,” with a smile. All this happened with our eye contact. He had sexy eyes. Then at night around 9:30 pm, he sent a good night message before I could send him one.

On the next day, he sent a good morning message at 7:00 am. I saw it around 9:30 and replied. I messaged him, “Had coffee?” He replied, “Yet to have.”

I replied, “Come over, we’ll have coffee together.”

He replied, “Sure, but not now. We will have in the evening around 6:00 pm.”

I said, “Yes.”

In the evening, we both were in the coffee shop. We spoke quite a lot. He asked me about my family. I told him that they all are in Delhi. Only I and my husband were staying here. Maybe for a couple of years and then we will move back to Delhi.

I asked about him. He said that he is basically from Mysore and he was staying alone here in a rented house which is around 2 km from my place and he works for a hospital in the admin department.

Around 8 pm while leaving the coffee shop, he invited me to his house. I said, “Next time.” He said, “See you soon again.” I said, “Sure,” and then we left from there.

We continued to chat on WhatsApp and after 1 week, we met again in the coffee shop. By then, we had become good friends and took some liberty and after some time we left.

The WhatsApp chats continued with fascinating words. After a week, I asked him, “Can we meet up?”

He said, “Sure, you can come to my home in the weekend.”

I said, “I cannot come on weekends as my hubby will be there.”

So we planned it on a weekday, a Friday. I went to his place, it was a nice and clean 2 BHK house. There was a three-seater sofa, where he told me to make myself comfortable. Then he prepared instant coffee for us.

He sat on the single-seater sofa opposite me. It was at 11:00 am that I had reached his place.

He asked me, “By what time you have to be back at home?” I said that I have time till 8:00 pm.

Then we spoke a lot. I got more attracted towards him for the way he spoke and respected me, throughout the conversation and the way he valued my presence. Now, I wanted him to sit next to me. So I took my phone and said, “Come here, I will show my family photos.”

He came and sat next to me. I started showing him photos one by one. I moved very close to him and kept my elbow on his thighs and my head was touching his head.

Then I gave my phone to him to see the photos which he took. I was looking at him very closely. He was a typical South Indian guy, handsome, no deadweight, and 0% attitude. I rested my head on his shoulder and moved my hand on his chest, he was looking at the photos.

Me: Rahul, how do I look today?

Rahul: To be frank, you are looking beautiful, hot, and sexy too.

Me: Really?

Rahul: Yes.

Me: Can I ask you something?

Rahul: Yes please.

Me: I feel like I want you.

Rahul: I am all yours.

I touched his cheek and then he came very close and kissed me on my neck and his hand was on my ear. And the rest happened with the flow.

We had a deep and long smooch. Rahul was holding me all over and touching and pressing all over. Then he carried me to his bedroom. I removed his shirt. Wow, he had an athletic body, strong shoulders and good physique.

I went down and removed Rahul’s pants. I saw a huge erection in his inner-wear. Meanwhile, Rahul removed my top and he was doing his job. I touched his dick. Wow, really it was too thick.

I removed his inner-wear. My god, it was a huge dick, very thick and chocolate brown in color. I could not control it. We had an awesome time. He had very good stamina.

Rahul lasted in bed for more than 45 minutes at a single stretch. His each and every stroke made me feel like I am knocking on the doors of heaven. We had it in all positions. He even made me feel that I am with a pornstar. It was all that I needed in terms of bedtime.

Rahul drove me crazy but very cautiously, making sure that it should not hurt me or make me uncomfortable.

Throughout the drive, he made sure that I was comfortable and enjoying the moment. It was the best experience I ever had. We had 5 to 6 sessions that day.

It was 7:30 pm when he dropped me near my home on his bike. From then on, we made it a practice of meeting 2 days a week.

Things were going on like this. I was happy because of Rahul. After a year, my husband had to go to Mumbai for 3 weeks for business purposes. So hubby said, “You go to Delhi till I come back. You can’t stay alone here.”

I said, “No, I have my aerobics classes which I cannot miss, you don’t worry about me, I will take care of myself.”

He said, “As you wish.” Believe me, those three weeks I was at Rahul’s place.

Rahul made me so comfortable. We had a classic time, he never demanded anything nor did he order me around. Once in a day, I used to call my hubby and talk.

During the daytime when Rahul goes to work, I used to watch TV and then sleep, because we were not sleeping at night. All night we had a wonderful time.

After 3 weeks, my hubby came back home. I and Rahul continued to meet two times a week as before. For 4 years, I was in this relationship with Rahul.

On September 2019, we had to move back to Delhi. It was very difficult for me to come to Delhi by leaving Rahul there because he was such a wonderful person. In those 4 years, he changed me as a person.

Rahul was 25 years when I met him and I was 37 years. He was very mature in his talks, behavior, and the way he respects others. He even taught me yoga and helped me to learn how to be calm.

Rahul mainly taught me to, “Respond instead of reacting.” Only two times he got angry with me, but that was for a genuine reason.

I used to get angry every now and then, but whenever I was genuine, he used to console me and pacify me like a baby (which my hubby never did). But whenever my anger was not genuine, Rahul made me understand that I was wrong, but in a very polite way. Rahul knew that I was rich but he never demanded anything from me. He was the most wonderful person I have ever met in my life.

Even now I don’t know what he is to me – a lover, a friend, a caretaker, a spiritual teacher, fulfiller of my needs on the bed? I have no idea.

Rahul never bothered me for anything. He never got too attached nor detached. I could not travel to Bangalore as I have restrictions to move out of the station.

So, I forced Rahul to meet me in Delhi. At the beginning of this year, he came to Delhi to meet me. I was so happy to see him. He is a lovely person altogether. He is like a mirror, your reflection will be seen until you are there, but this is a sweet mirror that does beautiful things to you with 0% attitude.

I asked him, whether I can share his contacts with my friends who are in need of a good friend like him.

He said, “You can share my email id.”

His email id is [email protected] my email id is [email protected] (to know more about me and him).

I am sharing this because I have seen and noticed that there are many ladies like me who are not satisfied in many ways as I have mentioned earlier. Rahul can be a good friend, at least if you don’t need anything else.

Thanks for giving your time to read my Indian literotica story.

All the best.

Bye.