Adultery The Possession

[Henry]

Dawa laughed and hugged Soma tighter to his chest. Said---Soma? You love sab ji very much. So you feel like that. But look, there is no one to care for me? For many years, i am lonely. My life has always been devoid of love. Shali rand my wife Parvati failed suddenly. She did not get the happiness of her husband, nor could she give happiness to her husband. Kesavi was younger then, Soma, could have married again if I wanted. My ma'ji wanted me to marry again, I am a poor lower class man, Then surely I would have found a poor Nepali Magi to marry. But you know why I didn't do it, firstly I was afraid that Kesavi would not like his stepmother or her stepmother would not like her. And secondly I could not love anyone. I drove truck to many places, no hesitation to admit to you, then I fucked many cheap randis. I used to go just for chudai, to satisfy my fucking hunger. I could not satisfy my hunger in one hour in dhaba and randikhana. I knew I needed an permanent rand. I'm not a rich man, To be able to economically maintain a personal rand. Only love can bind someone. Loving you I think a new Soma. If you want, I will not enter your and Sab ji's happy family, Soma. But Soma i love you. I now dream of building a family with wife and children.

Soma looked into Dawa's eyes and said romantically---That's why I'm afraid Dawa ji, I love you to. But more than that I love my family, my son's, my husband. You know Dawa ji, I have never given space to anyone else in my life except my two sons and my husband. I never even thought that I would get you at the age of forty...I get courage when you are there, Dawa ji, wakes up my boring life when you are there. But what is the future of our love?

Dawa laid Soma down, got up, tied her saree around her waist and rubbed her hands on her fair thighs. Then the tricked-out cock suddenly entered and said---The future is only to fall in love with each other.

Then he said with powerful thrust--As long as you treat me like this, Soma, take me as your husband. Will accept Soma?

He started to fuck very hard. Soma spread her legs and turned her face to the other side. Dawa started to fuck Soma more harder and harder.
Dawa seems to understand that Soma will not put him in her husband's place so easily. As if that made him angry and become more brutal. He started fucking Soma's cunt to increase like an animal. And rudely said--If you don't accept me as your husband, then you are my forever rand...

Soma did not answer. She still turned her lustful face. Dawa Sherpa held intense anger in his head. He cupped Soma's soft cheek and turned her face towards him. He slapped her and said---Say bitch, who are you? Rand or wife?

Soma held Dawa's rough cheeks and gasped and said---No matter what happens, you will love me like this?"

Angry Dawa shouted with brutal animalistic fucking-- Shai...randi..kutti...madarchod...But first tell me who are you? If not, I will beat you again.
Soma, maddened by the bliss of intercourse, grasps the waist of Dawa with both her legs. She was having trouble speaking, breathing frequently, but said---Slapping me...beat me more hard...
---You like to beat Randi Kutti...
Saying that, Dawa slapped Soma's other cheek. Soma felt a a strange brutal sex addiction. When Dawa slaps Soma, sometimes he slaps her ass, sometimes slaps her on the cheek soma always felt a sadistic pleasure. Soma got up and started saying---Why don't you beat your Randy, beat...Me...

Dawa brutally pressed Soma's two breasts and said---Bitch, randi chodi...Tell me are you my wife or not?

---Why? Gasping for breath, Soma said again---If...I...will..your wife...you will beat me...like that....?

---Yes rand...Yes....And?

---And? Soma holds his lover's two rough cheeks with her both hands. Both look at each other and talk as the brutal fucking continues. Dawa said---and I would fuck you every day, whenever I wanted.

--- So, Dawa ji?

---Hmmm.

Soma gasped in a trembling voice as she managed to cope with the intense thrust of the fucking---I want to be your wife Dawa ji, Now i became a bad woman, I want a bad husband like you. accept me Dawa ji.

Dawa was surprised. He stopped and he said with a bright face---What? Say it again?

Soma kissed Dawa's cheek, forehead and said---Hmm Dawa ji, I want to be your wife.
We can secretly play the fake husband and wife game. In this fake game only love will be true for us.

Dawa took Soma on his lap immediately. Then he stood with Soma in his lap. Soma is still attached to Dawa's cock. There is still a large cock like a sable in her vagina. She is holding Daba Ji's neck. She said laughing shyly---What are you doing? I will fall!

---Does a wife fall from her husband's lap?

Dawa stood in the living room now and started fucking Soma on his lap. Soma knows this man's strength as well as his muscular six feet body, in forty years Soma's body weight has also increased a lot. But Dawa Sherpa dances her on his lap easily on his huge cock by taking her in his arms. He has fucked Soma like this before. Soma can never imagine that Subir will be able to fuck her like this. At the age of forty, Soma feels like a young woman in the arms of the descendant of this powerful Punjabi-Gorkha ancestor who is fifty-two years old. Although this cock is pushing more and more inside her pussy to fuck like this. So what? Subir has never been able to penetrate Soma's cunt so much, the way Dawa is loosening her cunt every day with this giant cock by his strong force.

Soma is hugging Dawaji's neck in the living room. A strange perverted sexual position is going on now. Soma is constantly being pushed by the force of his body. Soma's sari lies on the floor of the living room, her maroon petticoat is gathered near her belly. Her two breasts hanging from bottom of her blouse. The sound of this primal sex is now spreading through the house in a very brutal manner.
Soma is now dancing on Dawa ji's lap. At this age, Soma is ashamed to dance like this on the lap of a man. Again she feels there is a primitive satisfaction. Dawa doesn't want to stop the way how Soma dances on his lap by his powerful thrusting like a doll. Instead, by clenching his teeth, swelling his muscles, he started carving Soma's cunt harder and faster with his huge cock. The indomitable power of Dawa Sherpa and Soma's long-suppressed lustful urges are now oblivious to everything around them, only enjoying the endless energy of the primal play of sex.

Soma's body is now only focused on her lustful demands. A man will be so strong, who can easily pick up his woman in his lap, can give a strong orgasm in the pussy of the woman, that man is more desired by any woman. Whether that desire is in secret or openly, women will desire such a man for the sake of the body.
At ten in the morning they started this fucking, Soma is getting more and more excited thinking how Dawa will absorb Soma all day long. Hugging her lover, both of them stop and kiss each other. Dawa started again by pushing Soma's cunt from the bellow. She just stares at her powerful lover in wonder, in blissful bliss.
Maybe Soma will get tired after mating like this all day. But Soma never got this joy, she only wanted to have Subir by her side. Her body needs are limited like any Bengali woman. If Dawa ji had not come into her life, would she have ever had this forbidden pleasure? A wife, a mother, a school teacher, thus one day she would reach in old age. She could never have known that she needed her too, even as such a highly educated woman to live a new.