25-07-2023, 12:11 PM
Chapter 9 – Night of Bliss
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When Mohan mumbled out ‘Vikram, let Bavani go’ I almost shot out my load into Bavani’s tight pussy. This was what I wanted. This was what that made it so erotic. He clearly suspected that I had seduced his wife and she too had willingly given herself to me. Yet he couldn’t confront either of us as he was absolutely certain or had any proof. This must be so disturbing for him. He must be suffering inside with this nagging doubt gnawing at him. So much so even in his drunken state the dream that was making him mumble in despair was that of me and Bavani fucking. Once this nagging doubt had got a hold in his mind it is forever going to be a disturbance to his peace of mind. Knowing this, made fucking Bavani all the more sweeter. I looked at Mohan’s face as my cock slid in and out of his wife cunt. What if he was not so drunk now and saw how much his wife liked my cock that she was thrusting her hips back wanting my hot rod as deep in her as possible? He would have been shocked to see how his wife’s cunt lips clung on to my hard cock flesh as it was pulled in and out along with my cock. He would know then that this was something he could never give his wife.
I was not interested in making a husband a cuckold though of course there was a thrill in fucking a woman in front of her husband while he masturbated, pulling on his puny cock while his wife’s pussy was being pounded by her lover with his big hard prick. The greater thrill for me was to be secretly fucking the wife of a jealous and suspecting husband. A totally unsuspecting husband was no fun because he would be ignorant of everything going on and it would just be me bedding his wife. Similarly, a cuckold would be deriving pleasure from seeing his wife fuck with another man. But a man who when he sees you will suffer thinking that you have been mating with his wife when ever he was not around but still couldn’t say for sure would be thrilling. The smirk he sees on you face would make him think it was disdain for his stupidity and weakness. It is like the situation where the wife is talking to her husband over the phone while her lover’s cock was pounding her pussy. Her sudden uncontrolled shrieks or moans would confuse and even raise the suspicion of her husband but the wife somehow manages it by coming up with a credible excuse for her cry. I know how pleasurable it would be for the lover at that time and this desire of mine was something like that.
Now our sex culminated in a wonderful experience for all of us. From this afternoon I had shot out my sperm four times. Once on the floor of the terrace, once inside Bavani’s mouth and the floor behind the kitchen and twice into Bavani’s cunt. I can definitely say that this orgasm was the best of the lot. What pleasure … it went on for so long. Similarly, it must also have been the fourth orgasm for Bavani. Once when I ate her cunt in the storeroom upstairs, once while we fucked near the window while keeping an eye on her husband, once on the bed and finally now in front of her sleeping husband. This must have been the best for her too by way of how her body had spasmed. I slowly pulled out my cock from that newly cheating cunt. Her pussy lips still clung on to my cock as if reluctant to let go of my sex organ. When my cock fully pulled out those beautiful sex petals remained slightly agape as if inviting my cock back inside. A little bit of my sperms leaked out from the opening. Because this was the fourth time I had an orgasm over the span of a day the flow had not been so copious. Nevertheless, as Bavani turned to kiss me she held her thighs tightly together to prevent more leakage. Her fervent kisses and then her sucking my cock clean reaffirmed how immensely satisfying the sex had been. Holding her hand over her pussy she got a small towel from her bag and wiped her cunt clean. She then wiped off her husband’s splattered sperm which had been on the floor and on his thighs. Now her husband’s and my seminal fluid were together on the same towel. Seeing this I started laughing softly.
“What are you laughing at?” Bavani asked me.
“Nothing it’s just that do you know the reason sex therapist give for a husband wanting to have very aggressive sex with his wife when he had learnt about his wife’s adultery? It’s not only because he wants to prove himself to his wife.”
“Only you know these types of matters, what do I know … better you yourself tell the reason,” she said staring at me with mock anger.
I laughed before answering. “Their theory is that it is something long ingrained in the male DNA. When a male sees a rival had mated with his female he would procced to vigorously have sex with the female to displace the sperm of his rival and replace it with his own thereby ensuring that his progeny is borne by the female.”
“So why are you laughing for that now?” She asked me.
“Well, your wiping your husband’s sperm over mine, replacing my sperm with his, what good is that going to do on the towel?” I laughed again.
“Idiot … idiot ..,” She scolded me but showed her love by kissing me deeply once more. “Is that why you finished inside of me without using a condom. You want to make me pregnant is it?”
Even without me answering this she could make out a deep-seated wish. Every man would want to make a woman, who he is strongly attracted to but belonging to another man, bear his child. This would be the ultimate vindication of his manhood.
“Well forget it my dear boy, I’m not such a terrible woman. If I have a second child, it would only be through my husband.”
“But you didn’t protest or stop me from filling your pussy with my seed?”
“So that’s why you thought I’ll be agreeable to it. The reason I didn’t stop you is because I’m on birth control. My husband and I don’t plan to have a second child yet.”
I wasn’t very disappointed with her answer. I plan to prolong this to a long sexual affair even if she was planning on this being a brief sexual encounter while we were here. I’m going to show her all the different erotic pleasures of sex. The bliss must be something that gives her immeasurable happiness. She would first start by getting fond of the man who had transported her to such rapture along with that slight resentment will start to form at her husband who had denied and was incapable of giving that pleasure. Slowly that fondness would turn to something more and then there would be a strong possibility of she herself wanting to create a strong bond between them by bearing his child.
But to her I just said,” No I didn’t intend anything like that. I just wanted that the first time we made love there shouldn’t be some artificial thing being an hinderance to our full enjoyment. I wanted the joyous touch of skin on skin.”
She readjusted her husband’s underwear and we walked together hand in hand as lovers would back to the bed. We were both still completely naked. We lay down together on the bed with her head on my chest and her fingers caressing my body. One of her thighs were over mine with her thigh just brushing against my now flaccid cock and testes. Her pussy lips were pressed against my thigh. As we spoke we would kiss now and then, sometimes she suck my nipple a bit. Her fingers were busy either caressing my stomach or playing with my cock. All this while her husband and child were deep in sleep.
“I have a doubt,” she asked me,” you bought ice cream for my son with the intention of getting to me didn’t you?
I just smiled abashedly. “You rascal, all the time I was thinking you did it because you were fond of my son.”
“Of course, I was fond of your son but I was fonder of his mother.”
She bit me on my chest for that. I didn’t mind that. These small love bites are going to be a testament to my manhood. “You had targeted me from the beginning didn’t you? But why? Didn’t you find any other woman to seduce?”
“Tell me Bavani, is there a more beautiful woman than you here?” I could see she was pleased with that by the way her eyes glowed.
“Don’t try and sweet talk me. Sure, there were, like that Smitha for instance. She seems to like you too.” I could catch a hint of jealousy in her tone.
“She is as beautiful as you I agree but you have something more, an oomph, a sexiness that is an instant magnet to every man. That she doesn’t have. Good looks can fade with age but the glamour and sexiness will remain. When both of you are in your forties young men would pay no attention to her but they would still try to get your phone number if they could.”
She was so pleased at what I had said she started kissing me with great passion. As our kiss never seemed to end my cock responded by once again coming to live in her fingers. She looked at it with astonishment and said,” will this thing ever calm down?”
“How can you expect that when your beautiful fingers are holding it?”
“So, shall I take my hand off?”
“Okay do that,” I said.
“Really? Sure?”
“Yep, but I want your mouth to replace your hand.”
“Chee.. dirty fellow,” She laughed blushing.
“Please darling, I love it when you do it.”
“From the time of my marriage it looks like I have not sucked my husband’s penis this many times.”
“That’s how it should be. Husband getting this pleasure from his wife should be limited, her lover should never be denied this pleasure by her.”
“You would say that wouldn’t you,” Bavani said kissing my lips lightly.
“Okay, it’s getting late, have to wake up early tomorrow for the wedding,” Bavani said trying to get up.
I grabbed her, not letting her get up. “Bavani, I’m in the mood, how about another round.”
“You’re always in the mood. It’s getting late. Look it’s past two thirty already.”
“Please Bavani, let’s do something different. Let’s do a sixty-nine.”
“Please Vikram, it’s getting late, you go and let me sleep.” Though she said this I could see her getting interested.
I turned around and pulled her on top of me with my face on her pussy. They were still wet from our last sex session. I was aware that she had only wiped it to clean it not washed yet but when she can suck my cock just after we had sex then I can lick her too. As I started licking her cunt sucking on her clit I heard her moans. This is what I liked about her she gets into the mood quickly, an indication of a woman with high libido. Soon something wet surrounded my cock. She had taken my cock in to her mouth. For a woman who had not been too keen on giving her husband oral sex this desire to do this for me was very pleasing to me. This time she was deep throating me with my cock head pushing into her throat. When a woman wants to make her man happy everything she does for him is done with relish and desire. Her pussy smelled of sex … the sex that we just had had. Her clitoris started popping out of its hood by the teasing by the tip of my tongue. I was going to enjoy this night of illicit love as much as possible because I don’t know when I can enjoy the pleasures this luscious body the next time. She became rapidly wet and my cock back to its maximum girth. We were now ready for the third round of the night. She quickly turned around, reached down to grab my cock. She looked at my face and smiled. Her face showing the craving that always immediately aroused my own lust. She sat down slowly, her pussy completely swallowed my cock with a grip and caress that seems to special to her folds of intimate flesh. Her hips moved up and back as her pussy slid over my cock measuring its length then when her hips moved back in my cock snugly buried itself in the warm embrace of those pleasurable folds of flesh. Each time she slid up and down the pleasure poured through my body. She must be having the same pleasure because of how her own eyes swooned. While she was riding me, she started kneading her own breasts.
“Oh Bavani.. baby … so good ..so good … humph … Mohan is a lucky man…”
“Even on my first night my husband only did me twice,” She gasped as she rode me.
“What a waste, I would have fucked you at least five times,” I said as I held her hips and pushed my hips up to meet her thrust.
Our lovemaking this time had to be fast as we were aware of the limited time left for us. She bent down and kissed me sucking on my lips voraciously while just moving only her buttocks up and down. This housewife had all the moves. I couldn’t get enough of her not only because she was beautiful and sexy but she made love too with so much of passion. Definitely I would be going to her city just to have sex with this sex angel. Her pussy gripped and milked my pole probing into her love tunnel. I realised that I won’t finish fast with her on top. I turned her around and got on top of her. I can’t be here till early morning. People may get up early to prepare for the wedding. Me pumping from on top would enable me to finish faster.
“Fuck me Vikram … fast darling..” She moaned shamelessly.
We fucked kissing with passion and caressing each other as our naked bodies rubbed against each other.
“Ohh .. do it Vikram aahh..”
“Open your legs wider baby, Bavani oh yes what a sweet cunt you have.” I pulled up both her legs hooking them under my elbows with her thighs now held at the side of her body. This way my cock was going deeper than ever. The bed was rocking once more as my hips moved rapidly, piston like. She grabbed my head as she hurriedly sought to kiss me. She was about to cum and I too concentrated hard wanting to join her. Our lips locked as her fingers clawed on my back. Our locked lips muffled our groans pleasure as our bodies convulsed together once more. When I sneaked out of the room I left behind a very tired but sated housewife sleeping peacefully. The sex with Bavani had been so unbelievably good, so much more pleasurable than even what I had expected that I wanted more. Somehow I must enjoy this delectable wife of Mohan at least one more time before we leave this place.
He
When Mohan mumbled out ‘Vikram, let Bavani go’ I almost shot out my load into Bavani’s tight pussy. This was what I wanted. This was what that made it so erotic. He clearly suspected that I had seduced his wife and she too had willingly given herself to me. Yet he couldn’t confront either of us as he was absolutely certain or had any proof. This must be so disturbing for him. He must be suffering inside with this nagging doubt gnawing at him. So much so even in his drunken state the dream that was making him mumble in despair was that of me and Bavani fucking. Once this nagging doubt had got a hold in his mind it is forever going to be a disturbance to his peace of mind. Knowing this, made fucking Bavani all the more sweeter. I looked at Mohan’s face as my cock slid in and out of his wife cunt. What if he was not so drunk now and saw how much his wife liked my cock that she was thrusting her hips back wanting my hot rod as deep in her as possible? He would have been shocked to see how his wife’s cunt lips clung on to my hard cock flesh as it was pulled in and out along with my cock. He would know then that this was something he could never give his wife.
I was not interested in making a husband a cuckold though of course there was a thrill in fucking a woman in front of her husband while he masturbated, pulling on his puny cock while his wife’s pussy was being pounded by her lover with his big hard prick. The greater thrill for me was to be secretly fucking the wife of a jealous and suspecting husband. A totally unsuspecting husband was no fun because he would be ignorant of everything going on and it would just be me bedding his wife. Similarly, a cuckold would be deriving pleasure from seeing his wife fuck with another man. But a man who when he sees you will suffer thinking that you have been mating with his wife when ever he was not around but still couldn’t say for sure would be thrilling. The smirk he sees on you face would make him think it was disdain for his stupidity and weakness. It is like the situation where the wife is talking to her husband over the phone while her lover’s cock was pounding her pussy. Her sudden uncontrolled shrieks or moans would confuse and even raise the suspicion of her husband but the wife somehow manages it by coming up with a credible excuse for her cry. I know how pleasurable it would be for the lover at that time and this desire of mine was something like that.
Now our sex culminated in a wonderful experience for all of us. From this afternoon I had shot out my sperm four times. Once on the floor of the terrace, once inside Bavani’s mouth and the floor behind the kitchen and twice into Bavani’s cunt. I can definitely say that this orgasm was the best of the lot. What pleasure … it went on for so long. Similarly, it must also have been the fourth orgasm for Bavani. Once when I ate her cunt in the storeroom upstairs, once while we fucked near the window while keeping an eye on her husband, once on the bed and finally now in front of her sleeping husband. This must have been the best for her too by way of how her body had spasmed. I slowly pulled out my cock from that newly cheating cunt. Her pussy lips still clung on to my cock as if reluctant to let go of my sex organ. When my cock fully pulled out those beautiful sex petals remained slightly agape as if inviting my cock back inside. A little bit of my sperms leaked out from the opening. Because this was the fourth time I had an orgasm over the span of a day the flow had not been so copious. Nevertheless, as Bavani turned to kiss me she held her thighs tightly together to prevent more leakage. Her fervent kisses and then her sucking my cock clean reaffirmed how immensely satisfying the sex had been. Holding her hand over her pussy she got a small towel from her bag and wiped her cunt clean. She then wiped off her husband’s splattered sperm which had been on the floor and on his thighs. Now her husband’s and my seminal fluid were together on the same towel. Seeing this I started laughing softly.
“What are you laughing at?” Bavani asked me.
“Nothing it’s just that do you know the reason sex therapist give for a husband wanting to have very aggressive sex with his wife when he had learnt about his wife’s adultery? It’s not only because he wants to prove himself to his wife.”
“Only you know these types of matters, what do I know … better you yourself tell the reason,” she said staring at me with mock anger.
I laughed before answering. “Their theory is that it is something long ingrained in the male DNA. When a male sees a rival had mated with his female he would procced to vigorously have sex with the female to displace the sperm of his rival and replace it with his own thereby ensuring that his progeny is borne by the female.”
“So why are you laughing for that now?” She asked me.
“Well, your wiping your husband’s sperm over mine, replacing my sperm with his, what good is that going to do on the towel?” I laughed again.
“Idiot … idiot ..,” She scolded me but showed her love by kissing me deeply once more. “Is that why you finished inside of me without using a condom. You want to make me pregnant is it?”
Even without me answering this she could make out a deep-seated wish. Every man would want to make a woman, who he is strongly attracted to but belonging to another man, bear his child. This would be the ultimate vindication of his manhood.
“Well forget it my dear boy, I’m not such a terrible woman. If I have a second child, it would only be through my husband.”
“But you didn’t protest or stop me from filling your pussy with my seed?”
“So that’s why you thought I’ll be agreeable to it. The reason I didn’t stop you is because I’m on birth control. My husband and I don’t plan to have a second child yet.”
I wasn’t very disappointed with her answer. I plan to prolong this to a long sexual affair even if she was planning on this being a brief sexual encounter while we were here. I’m going to show her all the different erotic pleasures of sex. The bliss must be something that gives her immeasurable happiness. She would first start by getting fond of the man who had transported her to such rapture along with that slight resentment will start to form at her husband who had denied and was incapable of giving that pleasure. Slowly that fondness would turn to something more and then there would be a strong possibility of she herself wanting to create a strong bond between them by bearing his child.
But to her I just said,” No I didn’t intend anything like that. I just wanted that the first time we made love there shouldn’t be some artificial thing being an hinderance to our full enjoyment. I wanted the joyous touch of skin on skin.”
She readjusted her husband’s underwear and we walked together hand in hand as lovers would back to the bed. We were both still completely naked. We lay down together on the bed with her head on my chest and her fingers caressing my body. One of her thighs were over mine with her thigh just brushing against my now flaccid cock and testes. Her pussy lips were pressed against my thigh. As we spoke we would kiss now and then, sometimes she suck my nipple a bit. Her fingers were busy either caressing my stomach or playing with my cock. All this while her husband and child were deep in sleep.
“I have a doubt,” she asked me,” you bought ice cream for my son with the intention of getting to me didn’t you?
I just smiled abashedly. “You rascal, all the time I was thinking you did it because you were fond of my son.”
“Of course, I was fond of your son but I was fonder of his mother.”
She bit me on my chest for that. I didn’t mind that. These small love bites are going to be a testament to my manhood. “You had targeted me from the beginning didn’t you? But why? Didn’t you find any other woman to seduce?”
“Tell me Bavani, is there a more beautiful woman than you here?” I could see she was pleased with that by the way her eyes glowed.
“Don’t try and sweet talk me. Sure, there were, like that Smitha for instance. She seems to like you too.” I could catch a hint of jealousy in her tone.
“She is as beautiful as you I agree but you have something more, an oomph, a sexiness that is an instant magnet to every man. That she doesn’t have. Good looks can fade with age but the glamour and sexiness will remain. When both of you are in your forties young men would pay no attention to her but they would still try to get your phone number if they could.”
She was so pleased at what I had said she started kissing me with great passion. As our kiss never seemed to end my cock responded by once again coming to live in her fingers. She looked at it with astonishment and said,” will this thing ever calm down?”
“How can you expect that when your beautiful fingers are holding it?”
“So, shall I take my hand off?”
“Okay do that,” I said.
“Really? Sure?”
“Yep, but I want your mouth to replace your hand.”
“Chee.. dirty fellow,” She laughed blushing.
“Please darling, I love it when you do it.”
“From the time of my marriage it looks like I have not sucked my husband’s penis this many times.”
“That’s how it should be. Husband getting this pleasure from his wife should be limited, her lover should never be denied this pleasure by her.”
“You would say that wouldn’t you,” Bavani said kissing my lips lightly.
“Okay, it’s getting late, have to wake up early tomorrow for the wedding,” Bavani said trying to get up.
I grabbed her, not letting her get up. “Bavani, I’m in the mood, how about another round.”
“You’re always in the mood. It’s getting late. Look it’s past two thirty already.”
“Please Bavani, let’s do something different. Let’s do a sixty-nine.”
“Please Vikram, it’s getting late, you go and let me sleep.” Though she said this I could see her getting interested.
I turned around and pulled her on top of me with my face on her pussy. They were still wet from our last sex session. I was aware that she had only wiped it to clean it not washed yet but when she can suck my cock just after we had sex then I can lick her too. As I started licking her cunt sucking on her clit I heard her moans. This is what I liked about her she gets into the mood quickly, an indication of a woman with high libido. Soon something wet surrounded my cock. She had taken my cock in to her mouth. For a woman who had not been too keen on giving her husband oral sex this desire to do this for me was very pleasing to me. This time she was deep throating me with my cock head pushing into her throat. When a woman wants to make her man happy everything she does for him is done with relish and desire. Her pussy smelled of sex … the sex that we just had had. Her clitoris started popping out of its hood by the teasing by the tip of my tongue. I was going to enjoy this night of illicit love as much as possible because I don’t know when I can enjoy the pleasures this luscious body the next time. She became rapidly wet and my cock back to its maximum girth. We were now ready for the third round of the night. She quickly turned around, reached down to grab my cock. She looked at my face and smiled. Her face showing the craving that always immediately aroused my own lust. She sat down slowly, her pussy completely swallowed my cock with a grip and caress that seems to special to her folds of intimate flesh. Her hips moved up and back as her pussy slid over my cock measuring its length then when her hips moved back in my cock snugly buried itself in the warm embrace of those pleasurable folds of flesh. Each time she slid up and down the pleasure poured through my body. She must be having the same pleasure because of how her own eyes swooned. While she was riding me, she started kneading her own breasts.
“Oh Bavani.. baby … so good ..so good … humph … Mohan is a lucky man…”
“Even on my first night my husband only did me twice,” She gasped as she rode me.
“What a waste, I would have fucked you at least five times,” I said as I held her hips and pushed my hips up to meet her thrust.
Our lovemaking this time had to be fast as we were aware of the limited time left for us. She bent down and kissed me sucking on my lips voraciously while just moving only her buttocks up and down. This housewife had all the moves. I couldn’t get enough of her not only because she was beautiful and sexy but she made love too with so much of passion. Definitely I would be going to her city just to have sex with this sex angel. Her pussy gripped and milked my pole probing into her love tunnel. I realised that I won’t finish fast with her on top. I turned her around and got on top of her. I can’t be here till early morning. People may get up early to prepare for the wedding. Me pumping from on top would enable me to finish faster.
“Fuck me Vikram … fast darling..” She moaned shamelessly.
We fucked kissing with passion and caressing each other as our naked bodies rubbed against each other.
“Ohh .. do it Vikram aahh..”
“Open your legs wider baby, Bavani oh yes what a sweet cunt you have.” I pulled up both her legs hooking them under my elbows with her thighs now held at the side of her body. This way my cock was going deeper than ever. The bed was rocking once more as my hips moved rapidly, piston like. She grabbed my head as she hurriedly sought to kiss me. She was about to cum and I too concentrated hard wanting to join her. Our lips locked as her fingers clawed on my back. Our locked lips muffled our groans pleasure as our bodies convulsed together once more. When I sneaked out of the room I left behind a very tired but sated housewife sleeping peacefully. The sex with Bavani had been so unbelievably good, so much more pleasurable than even what I had expected that I wanted more. Somehow I must enjoy this delectable wife of Mohan at least one more time before we leave this place.
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