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[MrM]

Zinab’s Diaries – My Wife Menal’s Life as a Kamathipura Raandi

Ever since my wife Menal did one month of prostitution work at Kamathipura, our life as a couple has not been the same. Before this happened, Menal and I used to fuck regularly, at least 1-2 times a day. We would use all kinds of fantasies and role plays to spice up our sex life.

Menal now has no need for fantasies. She was fucked by over 300 men in the brothel in all kinds of positions. She tasted every type of cock, small, big, cut and uncut. She loved feeling the heavy weight of random men and even smelling the rancid sweaty odor of the big dirty truck drivers’ unwashed bodies as they lay on top of her naked body. She smelled and tasted cheap liquor in their breath and when they pushed their tongue into her mouth while deep kissing my wife.

But at the end of it all, Menal’s first loyalty is always to me. Her enjoyment is not complete without sharing with me all the vivid details of how her naked body got used and abused as a sex object by hordes of rowdy men.

And even after the limitless fucking she got at the brothel, Menal’s hunger for cock -  my cock – is no less than before. In fact, right after her return, we started fucking almost all the time, 6, 7 even 8 times a day. I kept her naked around the house. I liked seeing her breasts and belly swell in early pregnancy.

We would often lie naked in bed, Menal sitting next to me and playing with my cock while she told me how she got used. She told me about customers like this local thug called Hiralal who used to fuck nearly all the prostitutes in Kamathipura but had a particular liking for Menal.

My wife described how Hiralal would grope her breasts mercilessly and bite her nipples asking if it hurt. Menal always said no so he would bite even harder. As she told me the story, Menal would stroke my cock with one hand while with the other she would hold her tits and squeeze them as if it was Hiralal! She would take my hand, put my fingers on her nipples and pinch harder than I ever did so I would also know how he had used my wife’s bare breasts for his personal amusement.

Like this, she would go on and on about how Hiralal and other customers had used her feminine body parts and I would also touch those same body parts at the same time and know exactly how all these other men had felt when they touched my wife’s soft skin.

I especially liked to touch her swelling belly, proof of her unfaithfulness and the ultimate hot wife dream. As I touched her pregnant belly, I would wonder whether the customer my wife was describing at that moment was actually the man who had fathered her baby.

For a middle class Indian couple like us, it is the ultimate scandal! Menal has such a good reputation in society, yet here she was glowing with pregnant pride and telling me how she allowed men after men the chance to seed her fertile womb. How she had let them enter their cocks deep inside her slutty married cunt and spray their sperms directly onto her eggs. My cock was hard all the time, knowing that for a full month, all the men in Kamathipura attempted to breed my wife’s fertile womb.

Menal told me these things day and night and every time I entered her unfaithful whore pussy and stroked her till we both came.