Adultery Lockdown Sex Diaries - Shobha and the Servant

[RaviShikha]

Shobha yelped, "Not fair! Not fair! ", she chanted, trying to break free.

Chetan stepped forward. Shobha's back was now squashed against his chest and he too grabbed her boobs, but thoughtfully from under her t-shirt. Shobha was now squashed between two men. Her husband was at her back, and had inserted his hands under the t shirt and had cupped her naked breasts. Bhola, a little less thoughtful had his eye on the same assets but had grabbed them from the front.

Realising that she was now squashed between the two men, Shobha dropped her own pillow, grabbed Bhola by his collar, pulled him closer and kissed him on his mouth. She forced open Bhola's mouth, and just as Bho!a kissed back clumsily but forcefully, she broke off. Shobha then tilted her head to the side and kissed Chetan. Chetan was now squeezing Shobha's breasts from inside while Bhola was wrestling for the same privilege from front and over the vest. Shobha began kissing both men alternately.

Shobha grabbed Bhola's t-shirt and pulled it off. The servant's handsome, broad clean shaven chest came into view and Shobha teased his nipple with a sharp fingernail. Bhola caught the base of her t shirt and tried to get it off. Shobha pretended to cooperate and gestured to both men that she would take it off herself.  Both men let go their hold on her, and in a single swift move, giggling all the while, Shobha broke free and ran to the other corner of the bedroom  Both men laughed at being outwitted and lunged after her and it turned out like a game kid's play. Except that here an adult woman in a t shirt and panties was being chased around the room by two adult men - her husband and her servant  Ultimately, it was again Chetan who caught her and pinned her hands behind her back. Shobha was still giggling hysterically.

"Pakad liya saali ko!" (Caught the bitch!)

Chetan was breathing heavily with the exertion of the brief chase. His beautiful but dominant wife had both teased him and taunted him over the last few days, and now with adrenaline and lust high in his blood, he had her pinned down and completely under his physical control. This exercise of physical domination over a woman who had so overtly been sexual teasing him aroused him tremendously. So what if there was a handsome servant who was also lusting after her and enjoying all this  Bhola had his eyes wide open, and was grinning foolishly and wanting to be part of this sport and whatever spoils came next.

Chetan felt powerful in the equation between the three of them - he had his half naked wife pinned down, and he could grant or deny Bhola access to the sexual trophy that was his wife.

"Bol Bhola, kya karen is saali ke saath?!" , and then carried away with lust asked, "Chhod diya jaye ya choddh diya jaye?! " and laughed sadistically at the pun in Hindi of what he said.  (Tell me Bhola, what shall we do with the bitch? Should we leave her or should we fuck her?!)

"Bhabhi ek dum mast lagti hain, saheb", Bhola exclaimed and grinned too with savage lust. With his master having pinned his mistress's hands behind her back, she was helpless and immobile in front of him, her breasts heaving with exertion of a futile struggle to break free Her erect nipples were poking through the tight thin fabric of the t shirt. His t shirt, he again reminded himself!

Grinning sadistically, Bhola reached out with both hands and raised the bottom of Shobha's t shirt finally exposing her breasts in their naked glory. She had superbly shaped breasts and coin sized round light brown aureola with a dark brown erect nipples. Bhola's heart was beating wildly and his cock throbbing painfully as he reached out and squeezed the naked breasts. Shobha squirmed, protested and moaned - all at the same time - further firing up the lust of both men. Chetan managed the difficult feat of pulling off her t shirt over her head while still keeping her hands pinned behind her back. He tossed it contemptuously aside.

"Saali ek dum nangi hai abhi!" (The bitch is naked now!), Chetan was now sadistically enjoying all this and felt in full control.

"Bhabhi ke mumme ek dum mast hain!", Bhola was crazed and began fondling Shobha's exposed breasts. (Madam has great tits).

Chetan’s hands were busy pinning Shobha’s hands behind her and Bhola has Shobha’s breasts all to himself.  Shobha had stopped protesting and had half-closed her eyes. This wasn't what she had in mind but the use of physical force against her was a new experience and she felt herself go wet.

Chetan dragged a half-resisting Shobha, holding her by her wrists, over to the bed. Still pinning her hands tightly behind her, he shed his own t shirt and track pants. He was now completely naked and sporting a raging hardon. He pulled himself to a half lying position supported by the pillows behind his back. He pinned Shobha on top of him, her back against his chest, and grunted with the satisfied feel of his erect cock wedged snugly against her panty clad ass. Bhola lost his grip on Shobha's breasts but liked this position better with his near naked mistress lying on top of his master. Seeing Chetan strip naked, Bhola pulled down his own shorts and briefs. Shobha encouraged him with her eyes  

There were two stark naked men in the room, both sporting raging erections and Shobha was pinned down. Her heart was in her mouth, her pussy moist and she was wondering how all this was going to end and if she had gone too far in teasing and taunting her husband. He was clearly in a crazed and aggressive mode, and the problem was so was Bhola.

She looked at Bhola's naked cock for the second time in two days and felt herself go wet. She squirmed at the delicious thought of what both men could do to her, and felt Chetan's cock throb as she ground her buttocks against his shaft.

Chetan locked his own ankles against Shobha's inner ankles and pried her legs apart. She didn't resist and now she had her legs spread out, her black panty clearly showing a wet spot.