11-01-2019, 02:14 PM
Shanti's Sexual Exploits Ch. 01
Sriram was hot with lust – and kept holding his prick through the pant pocket hoping it will not break, it was really agitated. He could not believe that he was so close to her, his woman of all dreams and the one whom he wanted to fuck badly but knew it was near to impossible and needed lot more than just determination and focus.
Shanti was a small time officer at the HDFC Branch in Bangalore. Her husband Sridhar and daughter Raji were the two other occupants in the flat on the 2nd Floor which was a terrace cum a 2 bedroom accommodation. The terrace was used extensively by all the occupants of the building who were 3 including the owner on the G Floor to hang clothes and other daily activities involving regular walk up the floor and one of them was obviously cigarette smoking.
Rajesh Garodia was the owner of the building and was a medium size builder in that area; Sriram was his son in law and stayed with his in laws as an arrangement with the family prior to marriage. He had bargained hard and was paid handsomely – he was after all the most sought after architect in Bangalore and Rajesh obviously had little choice but to pay up to get him both at work and at home, married to his only daughter Shruti.
Shruti was diminutive – 4'10" and pretty heavy everywhere and obviously there was little to choose in the woman when it came to carnal and consummate desires. In contrast – Shanti was really endowed – 5'6" slim and extremely beautiful. She possessed a sculpted figure, extremely lively face with a nice melting set of lips and sensuous nose with a well fitting nose ring. She always wore sarees and was a pious lady – always visiting temples and finding bliss, harmony in the company of Gods and Goddesses.
Sridhar – the husband was as tall – but pretty inward driven. The marriage was a well chased affair. He was head over heels in love with her all 5 years during their internship days with the Local Nationalized bank where they started their careers and all through their working together and even at different branches, Sridhar chased her all the time and most of the time got forlorn and some times got dejected as she rejected him continuously, reasons were too many – he belonged to a different caste and also her family was not modern, it was very conservative.
Finally – he won the heart through his meticulous planning and consistent approach which was to get her hooked on his chivalry and able desire to help her during troubled times and always provide unsolicited support at all times including when she was despondent and troubled by the constant threats of transfer to rural places which he pulled off for her due to his influence in the Union.
Finally in 1990 – they got married and the initial couple of years were bliss for both but after the birth of Amulya – life became rather turbulent. Sridhar suddenly lost his libido and also interest in women. It was very unfortunate and for a long time – none could figure out the reasons, went to the doctors and all kind of soothsayers but net result was nil.
This led to immense insecurity and poor self confidence and he developed an inferiority complex. Slowly love turned into compassion which finally became a major source of irritation and a day came when both started to sleep in different bed rooms and Shanti turned to the Gods once again and life became once again abnormal.
Both the sides – the families suffered and it was just because of the Child that the marriage stood and continued.
A few months later – withdrawal symptoms produced anger and dejection, further resulted in huge amount of mutual hatred and both got into bouts of disagreement resulting in no talks for months together. That is when Shanti started to foster friendship with some of the women in the Bank and developed good relations with a few of them most enriched with Manju who stayed a few miles away from their house – who stood by her at all times of need and emergency, which included getting locked out of the house or even times when Sridhar would go off to his parents place without intimation. The torture reached a stage where she started to lead an austere life minus onion, garlic and even ghee/oil. The cooking in the house became very uneven and this further aggravated the marital chord.
Ten years passed by and they were together at Bangalore – in HDFC bank. And all these years – there was no Sex. Shanti led a life of a pious intern at a convent. She remained a very determined cold lady who multiple times had enough chances for a good cherished fuck but did not indulge to ensure that if there was any chance of retrieval at Sridhar's end – the same should not get scuttled. They took a house near to her Branch – and child was admitted into a school which would pick and drop the child.
The house was owned by Shyam Lal.
Shruti's marriage was a big affair, Sriram fell in love with her, yes not Shruti but Shanti. He was smitten by the beauty and just could not take his eyes off her all through the reception and after it ended – the first night ritual began and he fucked Shruti like a man possessed – of course in the dark room with absolutely no trace of light – fantasizing Shanti in the bed. Oh what a fuck. Shanti reminded him of the well endowed Jayaprada and it was enough of a cocky sensation.
From the very next day – he was after Shanti and unknown to all – he would daily go to the terrace just to get a perky peek of the beauty doing her regular rounds around the Tulsi plant while praying to the Gods daily with the wet towel around her head and tresses. He would stand and smoke – initially that is what it looked like and slowly the truth dawned on her. She was aghast and flustered. Who to tell and seek help? Sridhar was of no use. He would in fact use this as a reason to proceed with a divorce.
She was really disturbed.
Sriram kept stepping on the pedal day on day.
He started visiting the bank – and would stand in front of her counter and ask for the token, cheque book and take this opportunity to hold her hand, feel her arm and all sorts of peep at the cleavage and sometime even lift a sweat drop off her arm to lick it in front of her. Shanti was shocked- she would tremble and stay quite struck with terror. Most of the time – he would stalk her home and back to work every day until on a day – Shanti contacted Manju and told her the whole story. Now – Manju was not new to the Bank – and was a Bangalorean for quite some time.
She started picking her up daily from home and dropping her back – this gave some respite to Shanti.
On a day in the year 2002, when Shanti just turned 28, Sriram did the inevitable. In the pretext of smoking – he went early in the morning to the terrace and knocked on the door without any fear, knowing fairly well that Sridhar and Amulya were out of the house.
Shanti was sleeping – it was a Saturday when the bank was not working. She woke up sleepily – and opened the door to face the terror in front of her- she quickly closed the door but he kept the foot in between and started to yell loudly and his shrill note of despair could have made any one down the floors get alarmed. Shanti quickly opened the door and he entered and immediately grabbed her with both hands and started to squeeze her boobs through the blouse without any remorse. She slapped him across his face 5 times and literally pushed him to the wall and opened the door and ran downstairs – took an auto and went to Manju's house and stayed the whole day there.
In the night – she reached back – only to find the door closed and locked from inside and Sridhar refused to open the door- she had to sleep at Manju's house and from then the misgivings and misunderstanding between the husband and wife only deepened. The child suffered.
Sriram was worried that the husband will react and maybe there will be a complaint – fortunately it did not happen and also threw in a doubt – why did it not happen?
Now let us get back to the beginning – where we had Sriram playing pocket billiards with his dick. That was the time of his life. There was a festival going on and the Garodia Family had invited lot of neighborhood women and all of them were decked up in the best of Kanjeevaram silk sarees. Shanti was there and looking devastating – with the while religious mark on her forehead and a vermillion bindi just below it – she looked extremely prude and pious but the eyes and the nose ring gave away the sensual side of the most sought after woman in the neighborhood.
Sriram was standing at the door way and his eyes were fixed on her – and nothing else, to make sure nobody got suspicious – he was wearing goggles to ensure his eyes could do the job of ogling without a distraction.
That night Sriram fucked Shruti without mercy and she had a tear in her pussy. She bled for the most of the night. He fantasized about Shanti all through the fuck.
Shanti reached the Bank slightly late the next day and the Asst Manager – Mrs Janaki took off on the prude but sensuous belle. She was very jealous of Shanti and had been waiting for quite some time to get her into a mess and without her knowledge – Shanti was getting into a cage that day from which to come out – she was to pay a heavy price.
The whole day she was made to sit in the Cashier slot and by the time the day got over – she was exhausted and after handing over the cash – she was preparing to leave when the Manager –Mr. Rajesh Kumar called her to his cabin to give her the bad news. The Cash was short by 40,000/- rupees.
Shanti panicked – this was the last thing she wished in her life. She knew that it was impossible to fix this problem and there was no money stashed away which could be used to pay off the gap. Shanti started to cry and kept crying, Rajesh Kumar could only empathize and finally gave her two days over the weekend to get the recovery arranged and ensure on Monday – she returns the Money.
The next morning was as usual – Sridhar left early with Amulya for her day long cycle training cum a visit to his parents' place and was to come back only in the night. Sriram noticed it and rushed upstairs. She was circling the Tulasi plant and praying hard and the door of the house was open. Sriram went inside and straight laid himself on the Sofa. His dick was straining on his pyjama and wanted to come out earnestly and this time – he did little to stop the erection. It continued to grow and he had a bright idea – he took it out of the shorts and left it inside the pyjama – but outside the shorts. It started to create a blotch on the payjama and was a tent pole with a leak on the top.
Sriram was hot with lust – and kept holding his prick through the pant pocket hoping it will not break, it was really agitated. He could not believe that he was so close to her, his woman of all dreams and the one whom he wanted to fuck badly but knew it was near to impossible and needed lot more than just determination and focus.
Shanti was a small time officer at the HDFC Branch in Bangalore. Her husband Sridhar and daughter Raji were the two other occupants in the flat on the 2nd Floor which was a terrace cum a 2 bedroom accommodation. The terrace was used extensively by all the occupants of the building who were 3 including the owner on the G Floor to hang clothes and other daily activities involving regular walk up the floor and one of them was obviously cigarette smoking.
Rajesh Garodia was the owner of the building and was a medium size builder in that area; Sriram was his son in law and stayed with his in laws as an arrangement with the family prior to marriage. He had bargained hard and was paid handsomely – he was after all the most sought after architect in Bangalore and Rajesh obviously had little choice but to pay up to get him both at work and at home, married to his only daughter Shruti.
Shruti was diminutive – 4'10" and pretty heavy everywhere and obviously there was little to choose in the woman when it came to carnal and consummate desires. In contrast – Shanti was really endowed – 5'6" slim and extremely beautiful. She possessed a sculpted figure, extremely lively face with a nice melting set of lips and sensuous nose with a well fitting nose ring. She always wore sarees and was a pious lady – always visiting temples and finding bliss, harmony in the company of Gods and Goddesses.
Sridhar – the husband was as tall – but pretty inward driven. The marriage was a well chased affair. He was head over heels in love with her all 5 years during their internship days with the Local Nationalized bank where they started their careers and all through their working together and even at different branches, Sridhar chased her all the time and most of the time got forlorn and some times got dejected as she rejected him continuously, reasons were too many – he belonged to a different caste and also her family was not modern, it was very conservative.
Finally – he won the heart through his meticulous planning and consistent approach which was to get her hooked on his chivalry and able desire to help her during troubled times and always provide unsolicited support at all times including when she was despondent and troubled by the constant threats of transfer to rural places which he pulled off for her due to his influence in the Union.
Finally in 1990 – they got married and the initial couple of years were bliss for both but after the birth of Amulya – life became rather turbulent. Sridhar suddenly lost his libido and also interest in women. It was very unfortunate and for a long time – none could figure out the reasons, went to the doctors and all kind of soothsayers but net result was nil.
This led to immense insecurity and poor self confidence and he developed an inferiority complex. Slowly love turned into compassion which finally became a major source of irritation and a day came when both started to sleep in different bed rooms and Shanti turned to the Gods once again and life became once again abnormal.
Both the sides – the families suffered and it was just because of the Child that the marriage stood and continued.
A few months later – withdrawal symptoms produced anger and dejection, further resulted in huge amount of mutual hatred and both got into bouts of disagreement resulting in no talks for months together. That is when Shanti started to foster friendship with some of the women in the Bank and developed good relations with a few of them most enriched with Manju who stayed a few miles away from their house – who stood by her at all times of need and emergency, which included getting locked out of the house or even times when Sridhar would go off to his parents place without intimation. The torture reached a stage where she started to lead an austere life minus onion, garlic and even ghee/oil. The cooking in the house became very uneven and this further aggravated the marital chord.
Ten years passed by and they were together at Bangalore – in HDFC bank. And all these years – there was no Sex. Shanti led a life of a pious intern at a convent. She remained a very determined cold lady who multiple times had enough chances for a good cherished fuck but did not indulge to ensure that if there was any chance of retrieval at Sridhar's end – the same should not get scuttled. They took a house near to her Branch – and child was admitted into a school which would pick and drop the child.
The house was owned by Shyam Lal.
Shruti's marriage was a big affair, Sriram fell in love with her, yes not Shruti but Shanti. He was smitten by the beauty and just could not take his eyes off her all through the reception and after it ended – the first night ritual began and he fucked Shruti like a man possessed – of course in the dark room with absolutely no trace of light – fantasizing Shanti in the bed. Oh what a fuck. Shanti reminded him of the well endowed Jayaprada and it was enough of a cocky sensation.
From the very next day – he was after Shanti and unknown to all – he would daily go to the terrace just to get a perky peek of the beauty doing her regular rounds around the Tulsi plant while praying to the Gods daily with the wet towel around her head and tresses. He would stand and smoke – initially that is what it looked like and slowly the truth dawned on her. She was aghast and flustered. Who to tell and seek help? Sridhar was of no use. He would in fact use this as a reason to proceed with a divorce.
She was really disturbed.
Sriram kept stepping on the pedal day on day.
He started visiting the bank – and would stand in front of her counter and ask for the token, cheque book and take this opportunity to hold her hand, feel her arm and all sorts of peep at the cleavage and sometime even lift a sweat drop off her arm to lick it in front of her. Shanti was shocked- she would tremble and stay quite struck with terror. Most of the time – he would stalk her home and back to work every day until on a day – Shanti contacted Manju and told her the whole story. Now – Manju was not new to the Bank – and was a Bangalorean for quite some time.
She started picking her up daily from home and dropping her back – this gave some respite to Shanti.
On a day in the year 2002, when Shanti just turned 28, Sriram did the inevitable. In the pretext of smoking – he went early in the morning to the terrace and knocked on the door without any fear, knowing fairly well that Sridhar and Amulya were out of the house.
Shanti was sleeping – it was a Saturday when the bank was not working. She woke up sleepily – and opened the door to face the terror in front of her- she quickly closed the door but he kept the foot in between and started to yell loudly and his shrill note of despair could have made any one down the floors get alarmed. Shanti quickly opened the door and he entered and immediately grabbed her with both hands and started to squeeze her boobs through the blouse without any remorse. She slapped him across his face 5 times and literally pushed him to the wall and opened the door and ran downstairs – took an auto and went to Manju's house and stayed the whole day there.
In the night – she reached back – only to find the door closed and locked from inside and Sridhar refused to open the door- she had to sleep at Manju's house and from then the misgivings and misunderstanding between the husband and wife only deepened. The child suffered.
Sriram was worried that the husband will react and maybe there will be a complaint – fortunately it did not happen and also threw in a doubt – why did it not happen?
Now let us get back to the beginning – where we had Sriram playing pocket billiards with his dick. That was the time of his life. There was a festival going on and the Garodia Family had invited lot of neighborhood women and all of them were decked up in the best of Kanjeevaram silk sarees. Shanti was there and looking devastating – with the while religious mark on her forehead and a vermillion bindi just below it – she looked extremely prude and pious but the eyes and the nose ring gave away the sensual side of the most sought after woman in the neighborhood.
Sriram was standing at the door way and his eyes were fixed on her – and nothing else, to make sure nobody got suspicious – he was wearing goggles to ensure his eyes could do the job of ogling without a distraction.
That night Sriram fucked Shruti without mercy and she had a tear in her pussy. She bled for the most of the night. He fantasized about Shanti all through the fuck.
Shanti reached the Bank slightly late the next day and the Asst Manager – Mrs Janaki took off on the prude but sensuous belle. She was very jealous of Shanti and had been waiting for quite some time to get her into a mess and without her knowledge – Shanti was getting into a cage that day from which to come out – she was to pay a heavy price.
The whole day she was made to sit in the Cashier slot and by the time the day got over – she was exhausted and after handing over the cash – she was preparing to leave when the Manager –Mr. Rajesh Kumar called her to his cabin to give her the bad news. The Cash was short by 40,000/- rupees.
Shanti panicked – this was the last thing she wished in her life. She knew that it was impossible to fix this problem and there was no money stashed away which could be used to pay off the gap. Shanti started to cry and kept crying, Rajesh Kumar could only empathize and finally gave her two days over the weekend to get the recovery arranged and ensure on Monday – she returns the Money.
The next morning was as usual – Sridhar left early with Amulya for her day long cycle training cum a visit to his parents' place and was to come back only in the night. Sriram noticed it and rushed upstairs. She was circling the Tulasi plant and praying hard and the door of the house was open. Sriram went inside and straight laid himself on the Sofa. His dick was straining on his pyjama and wanted to come out earnestly and this time – he did little to stop the erection. It continued to grow and he had a bright idea – he took it out of the shorts and left it inside the pyjama – but outside the shorts. It started to create a blotch on the payjama and was a tent pole with a leak on the top.
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