Adultery UNFAITHFUL MOTHERS AND HOUSEWIFES by stranger_women

[Ramesh_Rocky]

[b]WHAT SHOULD I DO ABOUT MY CHEATING WIFE (PART1)[/b]


Hello…I'm Sudhir. Until recently I thought I had the perfect life – wonderful job with working hours that generally allow quality time with my family, a truly loving wife and an ideal mother, great sex, a very adequate income, and a home in a good neighborhood. What else could one ask for?



Things seemed very normal between my wife Sutapa and me and the only thing I was aware of was that recently our sex life seemed to be much more passionate and intense than it had been and that it was Sutapa who was driving it, but who's to complain?

One Friday afternoon when I came home I stopped, as usual, to play with the children before going into the house. While playing they asked me why Mommy was running so many errands and why she didn't always eat lunch with them like she used to. I told them that I didn't know but I was sure mommy was doing things she needed to do to keep us fed and clothed and happy. They accepted that explanation and went back to play.

As I walked into the house I was wondering what was happening that would make the kids ask such a question. I first thought I would simply ask Sutapa about it and then something in the back of my head said not to mention it. With the recent changes in our sex life, I had been having uneasy feelings for a while. Now and the kid's question just added to my uneasiness. Obviously something had changed so that the kids were aware of it.

By the time supper was over, I had dismissed my thoughts and after the children were in bed we had wild sex.


Next day was Saturday. We had a number of things on the agenda for Saturday and among them Sutapa had promised to take the kids to the new cartoon film at the theater. I had begged off the show since I wasn't really interested in the cartoon film. After the kids and my wife went to the theater, I decided to have some drinks. I took a bottle of wine from the fridge. Now the only thing I need was glasses (peg). So I entered in the kitchen and started to find my wine glasses. I started to find it everywhere in the kitchen but was not able to find it.
Then I tried to find it in one kitchen racks. I found it there. But while taking the glasses my hand touched some kind of plastic sealed cardboard. I thought it was an empty card from the some packed food. But, to my surprise, when I pulled it out into the daylight it was a card of birth control pills.

I smiled with my first thought, 'My, these are certainly dinosaurs from our past.' They have been stuck away since my vasectomy over three years ago. But my smile faded as I realized they were not dusty or dirty.

By now I was beginning to get a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. The question immediately came to mind, why would Sutapa need to have hidden them? Obviously she didn't need to hide them from the children. If she were using them, I'm the only one she would need to hide them from. I made note of the pills on the card and by coincidence, not surprisingly, the number of pills happened to match Sutapa's current cycle, as best I could calculate. Coincidence? I was having a hard time selling myself on the coincidence theory especially since the card wasn't discolored and it was clean. The notion that Sutapa was back on the pill could only mean she was engaging in sex, and not with me. Then I sat in the kitchen floor and cried and asked myself, 'Why?' I had some thinking to do and I knew that a confrontation would not solve anything right now. Although not very likely, there may be some reasonable explanation. I had just enough time to regain my composure, and then I replace the pills before Sutapa and the kids got back home. Of course, she and the kids were happy and excited, and this clashed with my feelings. During supper I did my best to enter the kid's conversation, but I was really preoccupied and of course Sutapa picked up on it. After dinner she came around the table, put her arms around my neck, and asked what was wrong. I simply told the truth, that I didn't feel very well. She started to probe and I told her I just needed to get to bed. We tucked the children in and then she tucked me in and told me that she would come to bed in a little while.

She leaned over to kiss me. I started to meet her when, at that moment, I wondered who else was sharing her lips these days and turned my face away from her. I believe if I had kissed her right then, I would have slapped her across the room. She got up off the bed, said, "Goodnight sona," and left. I was restless all night as various horrible visions floated through my head. The next morning after breakfast, Sutapa came around to me and tried to sit on my lap, but I didn't pull back from the table to make room for her. She stood behind me and placed her hands on my shoulder.

She said, "You were very restless last night. Did you get any sleep?"

I told her that I had not gotten much.

She came around to the side of the table and looked me in the eye. "There's something serious bothering you, isn't there?"

I looked her squarely in the eye and said, "Yes, there certainly is."

Then she asked if I wanted to talk about it and I told her no, not now. She asked if there was anything she could do. I answered her, "I really wish there were." She wanted to continue but I told her that I would work it out and that there was nothing she could do now.

As I pondered the various anomalies of the past month or so, pieces started to come together. But still there were too many holes. Lots of circumstantial things, but nothing solid I could lay my hands on. I would be out of town until Wednesday so I could not check the pills again until then. That would provide the first tangible answer pro or con. And Wednesday night I got the answer. Yes…..she was cheating me. Now I have to find how and who.
I knew to find the answers of these questions, I have to work hard. But no….getting those answers were easy for me. I never thought it will be so easy for me. I started to find her diary and found it. It was hidden in a very old and damaged hand bag of her. If I have not searched it like a bloodhound it was not possible for me to find out about it accidentally. Just after our marriage, sometimes I saw her writing her dairy. But then for the last few years I have not saw her writing. I thought after the birth of my children’s she has stopped writing her dairy. I was wrong. It seemed that she was continuing her diary writing. Me be she used to write it in the afternoon when I was in my office. I found out everything about her affair from it.
Sutapa continues………….


My name is Sutapa and I am 25. My husband, Sudhir (29), and I live in a modest three bedroom house in a middle class neighborhood in Hyderabad. We have been married seven years and have two girls, Mina (3) and Anna (5). Sudhir is a line supervisor for the telephone company. His normal work hours are 6 a.m. to 3 p.m. and he is usually home about 4. I work at home for an insurance company 4-5 hours per day. Ever since the children have been able to walk and enjoy playing outdoors, I have taken them, almost every day, to Sunita's house. Sunita is my best friend from high college and we ended up living a block and a half from each other. Sunita has two girls also and their ages are almost the same as Sudhire and mine. Her husband works in Dubai. Previously she was staying with her father- in- law. But last year he died and now she was staying alone with her kids. Our normal routine is for me to take the kids to her house about ten. Weather permitting we pack a lunch and walk to a nearby park. Shortly after lunch we return to one of our houses, usually Sunita's, and put the kids down for a nap. During nap time one of us stays with the kids while other runs errands when needed. After the naps we let the kids play for a while, sometimes returning to the park, and then I return home with my kids by three in the afternoon. If we aren't at the house when Sudhir comes home, he comes to Sunita's or the park and gets us.

The embryo to my problem was set in place about eight months ago. Sunita decided to sublet her house to supplement her income. She rented out one bedroom and bath to a middle-aged (38) Dark, North Indian man who works as a Hotel Manager. He works from 4 p.m. until 2 a.m. and usually comes home about 3 a.m. He sleeps until around 10 a.m. and on work days he showers, dresses, and leaves for work about 2 p.m. Off course her husband did not knew about that. She told me that the guy is staying in her place for few months. His husband comes to India in every alternate year. So he will never know about it. She can use the rent money for purchasing her favorite jewelry or saree.


I had met Barun, her roomer, and would see him from time-to-time as he was leaving for work. He seemed to be very nice. Anyway, about six months ago, I had to enroll Anna for kindergarten and was late getting to Sunita's that morning. I had let Sunita know the night before.

Sunita was acting strangely and seemed to be in a cloud. She was anxious to get to the park. Once at the park, she just sat with a sort of silly grin on her face. I didn't know whether to talk to her or just pretend that I didn't notice anything. After a while I couldn't stand it any more and said, "Sunita, Kiya hua tumko? You're acting strange." She looked at me with a big smile and said, "Sutapa, I thought you would never ask and what I'm going to tell you stays between us. OK?"

I affirmed that I would keep a secret and she continued. "It's funny that you asked what had gotten in to me because that's exactly what it's all about."

I looked at her questioningly. Her reply didn't make any sense. Then she went on in a twitter, "Barun got into me this morning. Sutapa, it was pure heaven. I haven't been with a man since last year when my husband came to India, and I can tell you this was worth waiting for. He's very well endowed and he knows how to use it."


Sunita then revealed the whole story. She and Barun had been innocently playing around for several weeks. A few days ago she passed Barun 's room and the door was not fully shut. She saw him dropping his towel as he prepared to dress after a shower and she saw his cock. She said it was enormous. (As it turns out, he is hung with eleven inches of meat.). Anyway, she couldn't get her mind off of what she had seen. The next few days she shied away from the playful games.

This morning, they had started to mess around again. He was holding her from behind and she backed up into his semi-erect cock. She couldn't pass off the feeling she had and turning around she told Barun that she had seen him dressing. He was a little embarrassed and said he would be sure to keep the door shut. They sat down and talked a little. Then she said she didn't know what made her do it, but she asked Barun if she could see it up close. Barun was reluctant saying he didn't think it was the right thing to do.

She persisted and he relented and unzipped his trousers. He then pulled his semi-erect cock out for her to see. She just couldn't resist it and she reached over and gently stroked it. Then she began to gently stroke it. She said she didn't know why she did this but she seemed to be mesmerized by the largest cock that she had ever seen. Without a word between them, and knowing I would be late, she let him lead her to his bedroom I don't have to say what happened next. Simply stated, Sunita enjoyed one of the best fucks she had ever had. I asked her if she was going to do it again and she didn't hesitate to say she definitely would.

She leaned over, took my hand and said, "Oh Sutapa, you have no idea what it is like to have a monster cock completely filling your pussy. Until you have had the experience, you just can't imagine what it is like to be so completely fucked."

Over the next few weeks I could see Sunita blossom again into a completely fulfilled and happy woman. I know she was sleeping with him some nights and was also enjoying some early morning encounters, because she would call and bring the kids to my house before time to go to the park on some mornings. I was very happy for her and was very relieved to learn she was on the pill again.

One day, by the time we returned from the park, it had become very hot outside. We started chatting after the children’s were put down, suddenly Barun came into the kitchen before going to work. She called him over to her and whispered something in his ear with a giggle. Then she said "Sunita, I don't think you believed me when I told you about Barun. Would you like to see for yourself what he has?" Feeling light headed, and not giving it a thought, I just giggled, "Sure, Why not?"

Barun looked at me and asked if I was sure. I told him to go ahead. He then unzipped his pants and pulled out the biggest cock I had ever seen. I was taking a sip of my gimlet and I almost swallowed the glass.

Sunita asked if I would like to touch it. I knew that things were starting to head in the wrong direction and that I should leave and come back for the children after their naps. But I couldn't take my eyes off of that mammoth piece of manhood. I protested and made a feeble excuse, but I didn't move or take my eyes off his cock.

After a moment, Sunita took Barun 's hand and led him over to me. She then took my hand and placed Barun 's, now beginning to stiffen, cock in the palm of my hand and said, "Sutapa, don't be a prude, enjoy it for a minute."

My fingers could not go all the way around his cock, but I began to gently stroke it. I had made about three or four strokes when I heard one of the children in the bedroom. I popped out of my stupor, dropped Barun 's cock, and started for the door. Sunita was a step ahead of me and pushed my shoulders back and said, "I'll take the kids to the park, go ahead, enjoy yourself with Barun." The shock of what I had been doing, and hearing one of the children, had snapped me back to reality. Almost in panic, I pushed by Sunita and went to the children. I was shaking like a leaf. I got the kids, told Sunita I would see her tomorrow, and headed home. The kids protested and wanted to go back to the park but I told them that I was tired and that it was too hot. At home the children quickly went to play. I sat, still shaking, as I recalled what had happened and what I had seen and felt. I was also wondering how far things would have gone if the children hadn't awakened. By the time Sudhir came home I had pretty well settled down, but I was still a little in awe and very unnerved. When we went to bed, Sudhir was horny and we started to make love. When I took his cock in my hand I was amazed at how small it felt compared to Barun 's. But when he entered me it didn't feel small and it was completely satisfying, as usual. I love Sudhir with all my heart but I must admit that while making love I couldn't help but wonder: If Sudhir felt so good and fulfilling, what would a cock the size of Barun 's feel like? The thoughts didn't linger very long as Sudhir carried me to a perfect climax with him. Over the next few weeks, nothing out of the ordinary occurred but I knew Sunita had begun to sleep with Barun several nights a week. She didn't make a big deal out of it but every so often she would indicate how satisfying Barun was, and I could tell by her actions that she was really enjoying what she was getting. (END OF PART1)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

[b]WHAT SHOULD I DO ABOUT MY CHEATING WIFE (PART2) [/b]

It was at this time that Sudhir began working extremely long hours repairing phone lines and equipment destroyed in a recent storm and I was missing some of the wonderful sex that Sudhir and I enjoyed. On one afternoon Sunita was a little more descriptive of her activities with Barun. Not having made love with Sudhir in over a week, I began to fantasize about having a big cock – Hell, any Laund !

Although these fantasies would come into my mind from time-to-time, I would always dismiss them immediately as though they had been a dream. I knew deep inside that I would never know any cock but Sudhir's. Thinking such thoughts were like thinking about owning and living on a large estate with a staff of servants. Something that I knew was never going to happen.

One day, without thinking, the children and I went to Sunita's much earlier than usual. Her kids were playing in the yard and mine joined them. I asked where mommy was and they told me she was in the house talking to Uncle Barun. I didn't think twice about it and went into the house. Then I heard them. Barun and Sunita were in her bedroom and there was no question about what was happening. I knew that I should turn and leave, but my curiosity took over and I slipped down the hall. Before getting to her bedroom door, I spotted them in the vanity mirror. I was shocked that they would be engaged in sex with the bedroom door open and the kids up and about. But the shock quickly went away as I watched and determined Barun was near climax. I began to feel a dampness between my legs as Barun thrust his enormous cock into Sunita and then withdraw only to lunge again. I could then see his buttocks start to quiver as he pumped his seed into her. By this time I had two fingers fully inserted in my sopping wet pussy and in a moment I came to a climax and leaned against the wall with an un-muffled moan.


Sunita heard me and before I could gather myself together and get out, she came to the door. I don't know which emotion had the greatest hold on me, embarrassment or arousal. On the one hand I felt like a college girl who had been caught masturbating in college by the college master. On the other hand, my pussy was on fire and soaking wet. I had never seen anything that had turned me on so much as what I had just witnessed. My legs were like butter and I just slumped to the floor.

Sunita came to me and took me in her arms. She told me she was sorry but I had come much earlier than I usually do. Then she let me know that she was sorry if they had shocked me, but she wasn't sorry for enjoying Barun. About that time Barun came out. He had put on a pair of boxer shorts but his cock was very apparent beneath the thin material. They helped me up and guided me in to Sunita's bedroom where they set me on the edge of the bed. Barun started to apologize and I told him that there was nothing he needed to apologize for. I should have known better than to come so early. We talked for a little while and my weak knees began to regain their strength. I finally started to get up and just as I did, Barun got up also.

As he stood up, his now limp, giant cock fell out of the fly in his shorts. I stopped and stared. I couldn't pull my eyes away.

Sunita saw me and she asked me if I would like to touch it again.

I couldn't say anything for a moment and before I could speak, Barun stepped over to me and guided my right hand to his cock. When I touched it, it jumped slightly as if to say, 'I'm alive and waiting for you.' I couldn't stop myself and I began to stroke him. Barun pulled me to him and began to massage my breasts through my light cotton sari, blouse and bra. My stroking was bringing the monster back to life and I was getting very wet again. Sunita smiled at me, "I'll go look after the children. I can see that you two need to get better get acquainted."

She slipped her dress on and left the room.
My head was screaming. I knew what I should do but the feel of the big, hard, and growing cock in my hand was overpowering. I was weak mentally but I physically tried to pull away. My physical attempt was moving me away no farther than my deep breathing was moving me.

Barun moved his lips to mine and his tongue sought entrance to my mouth. After a moment I allowed it to enter. Our mouths were now wide open and our tongues were exploring each other to the maximum. By now his cock was hard as a rock and standing straight out.

We moved back to the bed and I lay down on my back still holding Barun 's cock. He began to unbutton my blouse and then he began kissing my neck and working his way down to the top of my breasts inside my bra. I was beginning to burn with passion and I began to pull his cock toward me. Barun had all of my buttons undone and I felt his hand slip under the waist band of my petticoat and panties and one of his big fingers was seeking the entrance of my pussy. I spread my legs to give him access and quickly his finger was inside me. I let out a little gasp as his finger found its Barun and it was quickly followed by a second finger. I was over the edge and I knew it. I don't know what it would have taken to stop me from doing what I knew I was going to do next. I turned myself around on the bed until his cock was in my face and then I opened my mouth and slowly closed my lips around it. I had to stretch my mouth as far as it would go to accept his wonderful tool. As I accepted his cock, Barun removed my panties and pushed his tongue into my wet clit. Although Sudhir and I had practiced oral sex to some degree, it was nothing compared to what I was experiencing right now. I was hotter than I had ever been in my life. The feel of his enormous cock in my mouth and his broad tongue caressing my pussy was incredible. As I continued to suck his cock I reached around and unhooked my bra and since my dress was unbuttoned, I just shrugged out of the sari and bra.

Barun brought me to a climax with his mouth and then he pulled his cock from my mouth and positioned himself above me.

He asked, "Are you ready?"
I nodded and reached for his cock. Then I guided his love tool into me. I felt the walls of my pussy expand to accept him and for a moment I felt like he was going to tear me open. It hurt some but quickly waves of ecstasy engulfed me as his huge member penetrated deeper and deeper. Never in my life had I felt anything so arousing. Fireworks were popping in my head and shortly I was experiencing one of the biggest and strongest climaxes ever.

As the climax subsided I turned my head to the side and there in the bureau mirror I could see Barun pounding his cock into me. I can't explain the waves of pure lust that were now driving me. I grabbed his smooth buttocks and helped him drive his cock into me. Oh, it was beyond belief. Suddenly I felt his cock start to convulse and then big wads of his seed filled my cunt. As Barun filled me, I had another thundering climax. When he finished, he lay on top of me as his manhood softened.


We both lay there still breathing hard and Barun rolled off and began to massage and kiss my breasts again. I could feel a couple of globs of his cum run down between the cheeks of my ass and drop to the sheet. The afterglow was fabulous and I made no attempt to move away. Very quickly I began to feel new wetness developing and I couldn't resist reaching down and taking hold of his cock again. To my surprise he was starting to harden again. This man must be made of steel; he was now getting hard for the third time in no more than an hour or so. He lifted his head and our mouths and tongues met again. Soon we were breathing hard and I was handling his manhood with finesse. He started to get up to get on top again but I pushed his shoulders away. I got on my knees and then straddled him. His beautiful cock was pointing straight up and I slowly impaled myself on the glorious shaft. It was fantastic, lowering myself a little at a time, and enjoying the feel as his cock contacted every nerve in my pussy. I actually had a small orgasm before I completely enveloped his entire cock. And this time his organ was touching me further in my love canal than it had the first time.

I bounced up and down with abandon and was completely lost in the sensations of feeling a cock as I had never felt one before. I almost wanted to pass out as the feeling was so intense. Then Barun pulled me towards him and sucked a nipple and I couldn't help but cry out in passion. I wanted the sensations to go on forever but another crashing climax hit and soon after Barun pumped a second load of his sperm into me.
I lay there, on top of him, for a few minutes reveling in the afterglow. Then I heard Sunita and the children enter the back yard. I panicked for fear the children would see me. My watch told me we had been fucking for almost two hours. Hearing their voices snapped me back to reality and what I had just done crashed down on me. I grabbed my clothes and dashed for the bathroom. I sat on the toilet crying and trying to empty Barun 's cum from my pussy. I now fully realized what I had done. Even if Sudhir never finds out, I will always have to live knowing that I cheated on him. I didn't mean to; I just got carried away under the circumstances and I was a fool for not having stopped when I knew I could have.

Sunita knocked on the bathroom door and asked if I was OK. I know she could hear me crying and I told her I just needed to be left alone for a while. She was insistent that I let her come in and talk with me and I finally relented. I asked where the kids were and she told me they were playing outside. She was quick to tell me that I shouldn't worry about having sex with another man and that I had to agree that he was wonderful. I told her it wasn't Barun that was the problem, it was me. I had cheated on my husband and I felt sick about it.

Then a second terrifying realization hit me and I gasped. I screamed at Sunita that I had had unprotected sex with Barun. Sunita tried to comfort me by telling me that Barun was clean and that I had nothing to worry about. I told her that was not what I was talking about. Sudhir had done vasectomy after our last child and Barun hadn't used a condom. I could get pregnant. Sunita helped me do the calculations and I was somewhat relieved to find that I should be safe. But, I was still worried.
Sunita tried to convince me that Sudhir would never know and that my indiscretion wasn't all that bad. As she kept talking, and trying to justify my actions, I started to get angry with her. A married woman, having sex with Barun, was not the same as Sunita, whose husband works in Dubai and comes after every alternate years, having sex with him. Sunita wasn't fully comprehending the difference and I finally told her to get out. I don't think I ever felt worse in my whole life.
A short time later Anna, my daughter, knocked on the door and wanted to know what I was doing. I told her I wasn't feeling well and that we would be going home in a few minutes. I cleaned my face up as best I could and took the children home.

On the way home Mina asked me, " Aap Row Kiyo rahi hai, Maa? Aap sick tou nehi hai ?"

I told her it was.
The children were disappointed that we were not going to have lunch with Sunita and I told them I was sorry but that I needed to get home. They played for a while and lunch and nap time didn't come soon enough for me. I needed to shower and to clean up. Barun 's cum was dribbling down my leg at times. After I put the girls down for their naps I went to the bathroom, douched, and took a long hot bath but I couldn't make myself feel clean.

By the time I was through with the bath, I was crying uncontrollably again. I couldn't put the mirrored vision of Barun 's big cock in me, out of my mind. What really hurt was that I couldn't say the experience was disgusting and horrible. The fact was that I had enjoyed it. It had been exhilarating, naughty, and sexually very gratifying. I couldn't help but feel a little jealous knowing Sunita was getting that beautiful cock whenever she wanted it.

I lay down on the bed and tried to take a nap but the mixture of my infidelity on the one hand, and the sheer ecstasy of the experience on the other hand, kept looming in my mind and I couldn't sleep. The children woke up from their naps and I helped them get ready to go back out and play. They wanted to know why Mommy was still crying. I simply told them that my tummy hurt and it would go away and not to worry. I knew that my crying would be reported to daddy when he came home, if they were still awake. I needed to get control of myself.

As bad luck would have it, Sudhir came home only a couple of hours late (5:30) instead of ten, or later. When he came into the house, as I knew, he had already been told that mommy was sick. When I saw him gigantic waves of guilt and remorse swept over me and I almost fainted. I stopped Sudhir from taking me to a doctor. I explained things away as severe cramps before my period. I hoped he was not keeping track of my period, and apparently he wasn't.
The next two days were terrible. I didn't want to go to Sunita's but I couldn't deny the children their outing. Fortunately, I didn't see Barun. Sunita wanted to know how I felt and whether I had enjoyed it. I told her, honestly, that 'Yes' I had enjoyed it but that I felt rotten for having cheated on Sudhir and that she needed to drop the matter. Sunita knew enough to let it drop. However, I couldn't clear my conscience and both nights the sight of Sudhir would cause me to break into tears. God, how I hoped he didn't pick up on the real cause of my tears. I have now learned that guilt is a terrible customer to deal with. (END OF PART 2)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

[b]WHAT SHOULD I DO ABOUT MY CHEATING WIFE (LAST PART) [/b]

With Sudhir's late hours and my fears, our sex life ended until after my next period some three weeks later. I know it is silly, but I was afraid that somehow Sudhir would detect something different about me if we had sex.

After my period was over, I felt better about having sex again and lost my fear that something wouldn't be right. We had wonderful sex two or three times a week as Sudhir had returned to his normal hours.

A few weeks later, as I had gotten myself back in order and was putting my indiscretion behind me, the kids and I made our usual trip to Sunita's. When I saw her that morning, Sunita had that radiant face of a woman who has just had some great sex. Until this day, Sunita had been good about keeping her relationship with Barun out of our conversations. But today at the park Sunita was quick to tell me what a fantastic time she had with Barun last night. I asked her to please change the subject and she did. But the damage had been done. My memories of the romp in the sack with Barun came flooding back. I could even feel wetness start to build.
I can't deny that the fucking Barun gave me was one of the best I ever had, but it was wrong. I wrestled with the recurring thoughts and after a while I was able to dismiss them. When I got home I showered and changed my underwear. The children were late getting down for their naps and I was hot as a firecracker. I knew Sudhir would be home soon so, after the shower, I put on my short nylon robe and nothing else. When Sudhir got home, I almost bangd him before he could get through the kitchen.

When we went to the bedroom, I didn't even allow him to take a shower before I was on him. We made wild love. I explained that I had been thinking about him all day and that we could shower together when we finished. I did something new. I performed oral sex on him and swallowed his sperm. The oral sex wasn't new but swallowing his load was. Swallowing made me feel good because I was giving him something I had never given anyone else. I discovered swallowing was not all that bad and being the first time it was kind of exciting. Oh, how I love this man and how great he is in the sack. His loving is powerful yet always tender and I always feel so loved and completely sexually fulfilled when we finish. It's not the same as with Barun where it is just pure lust and sexual gratification.

Later when we went to bed for the night, we played with each other for a while before Sudhir fell asleep. I couldn't sleep right away because of my mental turmoil. I was extremely satisfied and content with our love-making. So why was I getting excited whenever I recalled my time with Barun?

Was it the forbidden fruit aspect? Was it his large cock? Was it the fact that he was black? Was sex with Barun more satisfying? The answers didn't come except to the last question. The answer there was that it definitely wasn't better. However, it was different. I had to admit that the experience had been exciting. Then I shocked myself into tears with an admission to myself that given the right opportunity I would probably do it again. I quietly cried myself to sleep hating that part of me that said I would do it again.
The next day Sudhir was called out of town to help with a system installation in a city over 200 miles away. He expected to be gone two weeks and likely wouldn't be home over the weekend.

On Tuesday morning of the second week of his assignment, Sunita called me and told me she was feeling very ill and asked if I could bring the kids and spend the day and maybe the night and look after her kids. She could only offer the sofa for me and air beds for the children. I told her I would be happy to help. I packed a few essentials for an over night stay and the three of us spent the day and the night. I called Sudhir and told him what had happened and that until I told him otherwise, to call me there or use the cell phone.
As it turned out, Sunita was not feeling better the next day so I agreed to stay on. Again and I let Sudhir know the situation. That night, or I should say the next morning, Barun came home from work about 2:30 a.m. He went to his room and, apparently while he was preparing for bed, he decided he wanted a glass of milk.

The previous night I had slept like a log and never heard Barun come in. Tonight I was having a fretful sleep and was awake at the slightest noise. Barun passed by me on the way to the kitchen and I could see from the refrigerator light that he was wearing only a pair of boxer shorts.

As he headed back to his room I made a big mistake and said, "Goodnight Barun."

He stopped and turned in my direction and told me he was sorry to have awakened me. I told him it was not his fault, that I was having a restless night. He asked if it was OK if he sat on the edge of the couch and talked while he drank his milk. I told him I didn't mind. He wanted to know how Sunita was doing and then we exchanged pleasantries and talked for a few minutes. He finally got around to telling me that he hoped I wasn't too upset with what had happened but that, seriously, he had really enjoyed it.

I don't know why, but I told him that I had enjoyed it too and that I didn't hold it against him (poor choice of words).

He said, in a joking manner, "I wouldn't mind it if you did hold it against me."

It had been two weeks since Sudhir and I made love and I was feeling a little horny. Though there wasn't much light except what came in from the street light across the street, I could see Barun 's cock starting to rise slightly in his shorts. It gave me a little thrill to know that I was causing 'junior' to get active. His back was to the street light and I could not see his eyes but he could see mine and that I was looking at his shorts. He reached over and gently took my hand and placed it on top of the tent that was forming in his shorts and with a big smile, said, "Do you mind if I hold you against it?"

When my hand rested on his shorts, his cock reacted as it had before and then started to rise some more. I started to withdraw my hand but instead, I found myself wrapping my fingers around it. Again, I knew I should stop but I also knew what was coming if I let things continue. The memories of our first encounter flooded my head and I found myself in turmoil. My logic finally gave in to the thinking that infidelity is not based on the number of times it happens. It is based on the fact that it happened at all. Added to the fact that I was feeling horny, I let lust take control.

I reached through the fly of his shorts and pulled his love tool free. With just a slight twist, I was able to get my mouth positioned in front of his cock and without a second thought I let my lips engulf almost half of his cock. The move was perfect because Barun was able to lift my nightgown and shove his tongue into my waiting pussy. I wanted to scream out, but I controlled the impulse lest I wake the whole house.

We gave each other oral pleasure for a few minutes and then Barun started to position himself to enter me. Just then it hit me that Barun was about to enter without protection and I spoke up.


Barun told me that since Sunita was on the pill he didn't have any more condoms.

I told him we could continue only if he promised to pull out before he deposited his seed.

Barun agreed to pull out and I was quickly rewarded with that beautiful cock entering me and completely filling my pussy. I don't know if it was the naughtiness of my actions or the fantastic feeling of being completely fucked again, but I lay back and utterly enjoyed our sex.

I'm glad that Barun was good to his word and he pulled out as he was ready to cum. By the time he shot, I was so hot that I would have allowed him to deposit his load in me and then I would most likely have ended up pregnant and divorced. I was feeling so hot that I took his cock into my mouth just before he erupted. I swallowed most of his cum and then cleaned his cock completely.

Barun pulled me up and swabbed my mouth with his tongue. He said he had never tasted his cum before. I had to admit that this was only the second time I had swallowed cum. This had been one of the most erotic adventures I had ever experienced. I wish I could say I felt guilty, but I didn't. I had enjoyed every moment of it. I had soared to a sexual height I had never known before. I knew for sure that I wanted it to happen again and I now realized that I would probably fuck Barun any time it was possible. This mental acknowledgement scared the hell out of me. I wanted more of Barun and I didn't want to hurt or lose Sudhir. One thing was for sure, if I was going to play with Barun, I needed to go back on the pill. Sunita was up and about on Thursday so I didn't need to spend the night. When I talked with her before going home, she asked if I had fucked Barun last night, that she had thought she heard activity. I blushed and admitted that I had but asked her not to use that nasty four-letter word. While Sunita looked after the kids I went grocery shopping and I stopped at a pharmacy and bought birth control pills.
I was not getting any idea the place where I could hide it safely. At last I kept it in the kitchen drawer. I knew Sudhir will never put his hand there. I was able to start the pills the following week.

I had some deep pangs of guilt as I started the pills the day after Sudhir returned from his two-week assignment. Mentally I battled with the deceit I was preparing to carry on and with the sexual spike I would get when I thought of fucking Barun again. It was unfortunate that Sudhir's return coincided with the beginning of my period so we were unable to make love upon his return.

During this time I had serious conversations with Sunita. She knew I wanted to have more of Barun and she was more than willing to share. It seems that Barun was turning out to be more than she could handle. We agreed that on one or two days a week she would take the kids to the park and I could have the house and Barun to myself. It so happened my period ended on the Sudhire day that we made our final arrangements.
I went home that afternoon with a mixture of emotions and feelings again. I was excited about having more of Barun 's cock and knowing it would be on a relatively frequent basis. The other side of me was about to cry as I mentally acknowledged that I was going to continue to deceive and be unfaithful to Sudhir. I vowed that I would be very careful and would end the affair soon. Sudhir would never know and would not be hurt.

Two days later I told the kids that I had some extra errands to run and that Sunita would take them to the park. After they left I went into Sunita's room and got out of my shirt and slacks and slipped into a very daring baby doll set that I had brought with me. Sudhir had given it to me for my birthday and I had only modeled it once for him. While I was changing, I heard Barun come in and go to his room. When I had finished my transformation from 'wife and mommy' to 'unfaithful wife looking for sex,' I went to his door and knocked. He opened the door and his jaw dropped when he saw me.

I asked, "You receiving visitors?"

He smiled and said, "Hell-l-l yes," and pulled me into his arms.

He guided me to the bed, removed my thong, and sank his tongue into my pussy. I immediately squirmed around until I could get his cock in my mouth. We were playing the sixty-nine game and we continued until we both came. We rested a few minutes and thankfully, Barun recovers fast. Shortly, we were in the missionary position while he pumped in and out of my pussy and I lifted my hips to meet his thrusts. He now knew I was on the pill and he pumped a huge load of warm sperm into my convulsing cunt. It was fantastic and I was on cloud nine.

Afterwards I went into Sunita's bathroom, douched, and showered and while in the shower I couldn't help but rub my still tingling pussy. I left the baby doll outfit on the bed to take home. I would need to get a new something sexy for use with Barun.

When Sunita and the children came home we had lunch and put the children down for naps. Sunita took me to the kitchen to hear how things had gone. Well things had gone well. Sutapa has successfully transformed from 'wife and mommy' to 'unfaithful wife.

Sudhir continues………..
Well I knew everything from her dairy now. How she started her affair and how it is going now. But the million dollar question is what I should do about it. Should I divorce her making the things bitter for her and making her a villain in the eyes of her children, family and society? She is cheating me just because Barun is having an extraordinary large cock and he can fuck like an animal for long. I know Sutapa loves me very much. I love her too and she knows that very well. Her relation with Barun is based on pure sex and lust. There is no love or other emotional bond between them other than pure sex. Yes….. I am jealous because she is having fun with another man. But I can’t deny that our sex life was also improved dramatically after she started her affair. I am having plenty of sex from her. I have to admit that she was making me completely satisfied in bed. Barun is not taking something from me. Actually he made my wife satisfied, energetic, and happy.

I want to know what will happen next if I let Barun continue fucking my wife. I want to know how long Sutapa cheats me. Just because he is having an enormous cock and he fucks really well, some day will Sutapa leave me? Just for fucking another man is it possible for her to leave her children’s too. I don’t think so. So I have decided to give the matter a pass and continue to love my wife as before. I know that things can go other way too because she is a women and no one knows how woman thinks. But I have decided to play the game. Pl tell me your opinion about it. (end)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

[b]COMFORTING MOM [/b]

COPIED FROM NET AND EDITED FOR BETTER AROUSAL
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"Its time to go to college, wake up Rahul or else I will pour water over you"
Its my mom Rema roaring from the doorway. I got up quickly and looked at the watch. Its 8 o' clock. I ran to the bathroom to get ready for college. It's going late and I took the bath and dressed up in a hurry and had a mini breakfast. My mom who is a professor at the same college was already prepared for the college. She was in her new sky blue silk sari and white blouse and she seems to be very happy and above all a bit sexy. Even in her early 40s she looks so nice with a tall-heavy figure. She is about 5'11 and her body is every man's paradise. Since she delivered only me her body is well fit.

"Come on Rahul you are getting late." Like every day I told mom that she should go alone because I will miss the first period deliberately. It's been almost 9 and every bus was in rush. It is like that during the morning hours due to the office-college guys. I never took the bus that mom takes every day. I used to take auto instead of bus and after changing the auto of two different routes I used to reach my college before 11 A.M. Mom went towards the bus stop. Suddenly I remembered that today I have to attend my first period because our professor told us that he will give some valuable notes for our coming exam. So I quickly decided to catch the bus that mom takes everyday. I new it will be rush but I don’t have any other option to reach before 10. So I went to the bus stop. When I was walking towards the bus stop I found mom and another woman of her age was talking near the bus stop. That means the bus has not come yet. As soon as I reached, the bus came. I saw mom and the other women getting in. Then I ran quickly to take the bas and just before the bus started running I entered the bus. It was thickly packed and I managed to stand only. I found that mom and her friend found some place for standing in the middle of the bus. The journey will take at least one hour. I knew that mom have not seen me. As it was very hard to take her attention in the packed up bus I decided to keep quiet. After few minutes I looked towards mom and saw her back side. Her friend was standing before her. Now in the next stop 2 college boys got in to the bus along with others. As soon as mom saw those boys she smiled naughtily to her friend and said some thing. Her friend also smiled. I saw that those college boys came and stand just behind mom and her friend. In a minute mom’s friend lean back on the college boy standing just behind her. Her butt hit his front. I was surprised by the act. I saw my mom also was too close to the boy standing behind her. Then one passenger slightly moved and I was not able to see my mom. My heartbeat increased when I saw the college boy standing behind mom’s friend was rubbing her front with the soft butt of mom’s friend. And mom’s friend seems was enjoying every moment of it. After few minutes I saw that the boy started giving small thrust to her butt. He was matching the rhythm of his thrust with the jerking of the bus so nicely that it was impossible for anyone to guess. Mom’s friend closed her eyes and enjoying the mock fucking initiated by the college boy. Some time she was also responding with back thrust with her big butt. Suddenly the boy brought his one hand down and pressed one of her ass cheeks. She didn't resist. It really was the license for more action as the boy moved his hand slowly towards her top and touched her boobs and pressed it. She jutted back further and her hair touched his face. The boy got the smell of it and it again added to my hard-on. Suddenly one passenger got out between mom and her friend. I tried to notice if my mother was watching her friend. Mom was looking away. But she was not comfortable standing there. The 2nd boy has got himself pressed against her. I thought the boy standing behind was disturbing her. I saw that sight carefully and understood that I was wrong. Mom’s eyes were closed and her big boobs were being squeezed and in return she was rubbing his bulge through her big soft butt. I was really surprised. She was not even bothering if anyone is watching her. My face reddened. I thought of beating the boy. But it's a shame on her if people come to know about it. So I change my mind.

There was nothing more the boy could do in the bus. Only touch and squeeze her breasts and thrusting his bulge to mom’s butt matching moms thrust. Then he ran his arms slowly around her belly enjoying the softness of it. The boy may be a 8th or 9th class student; I could easily identify seeing his uniform. He was really enjoying the play. I saw his one finger feeling the depth of mom’s naval hole. Then suddenly the driver used the break. The boy took the chance and quickly put his nose to mom’s arm pit and enjoyed her dirty smell. After few minutes their stoppage came and those college boys got down from the bus. Now the next stoppage was ours. I saw mom and her friend getting down from the bus. I quietly followed them. I hard that while getting down from the bus moms friend asking mom that has she enjoyed the session or not. Mom said “ha year…..roj e in logo ke sath yeah sob korke choot me pani aa jati hai………..samal na muskil ho jati hai year. Tu kuch kar na year or bardast nahi hoti hai. Her friend said “tu marwana chahati hai kaya in bachcho se?” Mom answered “marwane ke liya to mai harbakt toiar raiti hu. Tu nahi chahati kaya marwana?” Her friend said “maja lena to mai vi chahati hu lakin yeah sob to eakdam college ke bachchay hai, samal payaga keya humlogo ko. Mom said “array yeah sob slumdog bachchay hai…….in logo ko sob pata hota hai…..dekha na bus me kaisa masti le raha tha humlogo ke sath. Her friend said “ha yeah tune sahi kaha lakin……. Mom said “array yeah sob champion bachchay hai or chance mila to hum logo ko bachchay ki ma vi bana sakta hai.” Then they started to laugh together. Mom’s friend then told mom “chal mai kal hi inlogo se bat korti hu.
After returning from college I tactfully asked my mom about her friend in the bus stop. Mom said her name was Sunita, her husband stays in Dubai, and she has 2 children. One was just one and half years old and the other one was 14 years old. (END OF PART ONE)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

CHUDAI KI TAQAT

mai meri ma meri papa or meri choti bahan sita (jis ki umar tab 2 sal thi) ke sath eak jhorpotti me raita hun. Hum log bihari hai lakin delhi ki pass eak chota sahar me raite they. Meri papa ham logo ki ghar ki pass hi eak lohay ki grill bananey ki chota factory me kam kortey they. Factory ki malik kisanchand ji delhi raitay they or bahut kam atay they. Phaley meri ma vi us factory me kam karti thi lakin meri bahan pet me anay ki bad unone oh nokri chor di.Nokri chor ne ki or vi eak bajay tha, or oh tha factory ki manager ramdin, jo ki ilakay ke eak jana mana gunda or mawali vi tha. Ma ko usne gandi najar me dekhta tha. Usne do eak bar ma ke sath cherkhani vi kia tha.


Mai isse pahale ki ye kahani suru karu sabase pahale meri ma ki parichay apko de du. unki umar 35 saal ki hai. unki hight paanch fit saat inch ki hai. Ma dekhne me achchi thi lakin rang gora nahi thi. Meri ma eak boray mummay or vari gand bali ourat thi. Dekh ne se ma ki umar 30 sal ki kam lagthi thi. Hmlog bahut garib they or eak din agar petaji kam par nahi ja patay to humlogo ko vukha hi raina parta tha. Mera peta ji ke umar 50 sal ka tha. Meri peta ji eak sarabi thay or kavi kavi sarab ki nashay me meri ma ko bahut pithtay vi thay. Lakin sarab ki nasha jab utar jata tha tab oh eak achcha or sada sidha insan ban jatay thay.



Ek din ki baat hai. Ma dopahar me mere paas ayi. wo kafi paresan thi. maine puchha ki kya hua to wo boli ki peta ji ko security officer pakad ke le gayi. Maine puchha ki kyo to unhone bataya ki pita ji ki upar factory ki mal churane ki iljam hai. Ham log security officer station gaye to waha se kaam nahi bana. Din bhar ke bhagne dourane ke baad ant me thak har ke jab kuchh bat nahi bani to mai apne ek ristedar ke yaha gaya. Unhone bataya ki ye kam security officer adhikshak hi kar sakata hai.

Waha se jab mai wapas ane laga to us waqt raat ke saat baj raha tha. raste me jor ki baris hone lagi. jab mai kuchh dur aaya to mai security officer station ke raste se hoke jaa raha tha. maine dekha ki rasta pura sunsan tha. us samay bazar band ho chuki thi. maine Ma ko akele hi bhigte bhigte security officer station se ate huye dekha. Tabhi maine dekha ki ek gadi Ma ke paas ake ruki. usme humne factory manager ramdin ko dekha. Usne ma ko kuch bol raha tha. Dur se thik tara se sunai nahi dey raha tha. Mai thora or agay gaya to suna oh ma ko bol raha hai “kal teri pati ko chura lunga. Usne chori korke bahut guna kia hai lakin mai samal lunga. Achanak usne darwaja khola aur Ma ko andar bulaya, bola chal tujhay ghar chor deta hun. mai samajh gaya ki kuchh na kuchh garbad jarur hai. maine eak bas pakar ke ghar aha gaya. Jab humne ghar par aya to maine dekha ki ramdin ma ko lekey gari se utar raha hai. Fir maine dekha ki Ramdin Ma ko leke humlogo ka ghar me ghus gaya.

jab mai andar gaya to maine kuchh bate hote huye suna. mai samajh gaya ki Ramdin Ma se kuchh kaih raha tha. maine dhyan se suna to paya ki Ramdin Ma se kaih raha tha ki agar tum apne pati ko chhudana chahati ho to mai jo bol raha hu oh suno mai aj idhar hi rat ka khana khungi or tumare sath hi rat gujarungi. Avi mai thora apna kam nipta ke ata hun or tum khana banake rakho. Phir oh chala gaya. Mai ma se kuch nahi pucha. Ma chup chap khana banaya or humlogo ko khaney ke liya bulaya. Khana khane ki bad humlog sob sogaya. Rat ke 12 bajay eak gari ka horn sunai dia to ma bola manager sab aya hai unke sath kuch bate korni hai tumari pita ko churane ki baray me. Tum ko aj tumari bahan ko le ke bahar ghar ke pichay ki khali jaga pe khatia le ke sona hoga. Mai ma ki bat sunke meri bahan ko lake ghar ki bahar chala aya.


Ramdin ghar ki andar ghusa. Usne khana khaya or phir ma ke pas se eak lungi manga. Ma ne peta ji ka eak lungi unko pahan ne ko dia. Phir ma hagne ke liya ghar ke bahar bathroom me aya or thoray der ki bad ghar me louta or ghar ki dorwaja bondh kar dia.


dorwaja band ho ne ke baad mai chup chap ja ke khirki ke pas khara ho gaya. Ghar ki us khirki ka eak palla thora tuta futa tha or usme se mai ghar ki ander dekh raha tha. maine Ma ko apne sare kapade utarte huye dekha to samajh gaya ki aaj ki raat ma ramdin ke sath gujaraygi.

Ma apne sare kapade utarne ke baad bistar ke pas khari ho gayee. us samay Ramdin khat me so ke mobile pe kisi ke sath bat kar raha tha. Ma ko nangi dekh ke usne vi bistar se khara ho gaya or mobile me bat korte korte hi apna lungi or shart utar na chalu kar dia. jab Ramdin ne apni underware khola to unke lund ki lambai ko dekh ke mai samajh gaya ki uski lambai sadhe sat se ath inch ki hogi.Ramdin ka lund puri tarah se tana hua tha.Ramdin apni mobile ki bat pura kia or phir Ma ke pichhe ake khade ho gaya. Ma ke paas khade hone ke baad Ramdin ne Ma ke gand par ek hath ko rakhte huye sahalaya. iske baad wo Ma ke gand se apne lund ko sata diya aur ek jor se jhatka mara to Ma ke muh se ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ki jor se awaj nikali jo ki mere kan tak pahuchne ke liye kafi thi. Ramdin ne ek hath se Ma ke kamar ko pakad liya aur apne kamar ko hilane laga. ab Ramdin ne apne kamar ko hilate huye Ma se puchha ki sex kiye huye kitane din huye to Ma ne kaharte huye bataya ki das din. itna sun ke Ramdin ne ek jor ka jhataka maara to Ma jaise uchhal padi. Ma ne Ramdin se kaharte huye dhire dhire pelne ke liye bola. lekin Make is baat ka Ramdin par koi bhi asar nahi pada aur wo Ma ko waise hi pelata raha. waise to wo apne kamar ko jor jor se hi hila raha tha. lekin jab apne kamar ko thoda aur teji se jhatka lagaya to Ma ki halat dekhne me banati thi.

kuchh der ke baad Ramdin ne Ma ko dresing table ke samane khada kar diya aur Ma ke chud ko dekh dekh ke pelane laga. Ma ke chud par apne hath rakhne ke baad wo Ma ko waise hi jhatke lagate raha aur Ma ke gand me apne pure lund ko ghusa diya. ab uska pura lund Ma ke gand me chala gaya tha. kuchh der tak usi tarah se jhataka lagane ke baad maine dekha ki Ramdin ke kamar ka speed badhne laga to mai samajh gaya ki unka sabab ab antim posision par tha. mera sochana bilkul hi sahi tha. kyoki kuchh der ke baad Ramdin Ma ke kandhe par apne sar rakh ke sant pad gaya. kuchh der tak waise khade rahne ke baad Ramdin ne apne lund ko Ma ke gand se nikal diya. ab ma bathroom me chali gayi. Ramdin bhi unke pichhe chala gaya. kuchh der ke baad jab dono bahar nikale to maine dekha ki Ma ne Ramdin ke lund ko apne ek hath se pakad rakha tha. room me ane ke baad maine dekha ki Ramdin bed par baith gaya. ab oh isare se Ma se lund ko chatne ke liye bola. Ma jamin par baith gayi aur Ramdin ke lund ko apne muh me leke chatane lagi. Ramdin Ma ke chuchi ko apne hath me le ke dhire dhire dabane lage. lagabhag pach minut ke baad jab Ramdin puri tarah se garam ho gaya to Ma ko lund ko chhodne ke liye bola. Ma ne jab lund ko muh se nikala to maine dekha ki Ramdin ka lund puri tarah se tan chuka tha. ab Ramdin ka lund Ma ke chud me jane ke liye puri tarah se taiyar ho chuka tha. ab Ramdin ne Ma ko bed par letane ke liye bola. Ramdin vi bed par let gaya.

Ramdin ne ma ke chud ke balo ko sahalana suru kiya. Ma ne apne akhe band kar liya aur jor jor se saase khichane lagi. iske baad Ramdin ne Ma ke chud ko apne dono hatho se failaya aur bole ye to bahut hi tight hai. jaise ki abhi tu bilkul hi kuwari hai. ab wo ma ko kuch bola to ma pass ke almire se sarso ke tel ke dibe ko lake pass ke table par rakh diya. ab Ramdin ne Ma ke chud par tel lagane lage. Ma ke chud par tel lagane ke baad apne lund par tel lagaya. iske baad Ramdin Ma ke jangh par baith gaye. ab unke liye bardast karna jaise muskil ho raha tha. Ramdin ne apne lund ko ek hath se pakad ke ma ke chud par sataya aur dusare hath se Ma ke chud ko failaya. Ramdin ne apne lund ko Ma ke chud ke hole pe rakh ke apne kamar ko halka sa age ke taraf push kiya to Ma ke muh se halki si siski nikli. mai samajha ki Ma ke chud me unka lund ka front portion chala gaya hoga.


lekin aisa nahi tha. Ma ki chud Ramdin ke lund ke liye chhoti thi. ab Ramdin ne ma ke dono pairo ko fold kar ke faila diya aur dono pairo ke bich me agaye. ab Ma ke chud par apne lund ko sata ke ragadne lage. do minut tak aisa karne se Ma dhire dhire garam hone lagi aur tej sase lene lagi. kuchh der ke bad Ma ne apne chud ko apne dono hatho se faila diya aur Ramdin ko lund ko ghusane ke liye boli. Ramdin ne apne lund ko ma ke chud ke chhed par rakh ke jor se jhatka mara to ma apne jagah se do inch upar ghasak gayi. maine dhyan se dekha to paya ki Ramdin ka lund Ma me chala gaya tha. ab Ramdin apane kamar ko dhire dhire hilane lage aur Ma unke har jhatake ke saath hilane lagi.

ab Ramdin Ma ke upar let gaye aur dono ek dusare ko apne baho me kas liya. Ramdin ne ma ke gal par ek puppy liya aur ek jor ka jhatka mara to Ma kahar uthi. Ramdin ne puchha dard kar raha hai.to ma ne kaharte huye jabab dia haaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuuuu aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh ab Ramdin ne mumy ke dono kalai ko pakad ke ek jor se jhataka mara to ma to jaise puri tarah se kap gayi. ab Ramdin ne ma ke chuchio ko muh se pakad ke dhire dhire pine lage aur apne kamar ko dhire dhire hilane lage. ma ab pure masti ke sath ahe bharne lagi. ab Ramdin apne dande ko Ma ke chud me andar le jane ke liye jor jor se do tin jhatka mare to ma puri tarah se kapate huye aaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh uaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiii auaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa nahhhhiiii aaaaaaaaaajjjjjjjjjjjjjjjufffffffffffffffffffffffffffff aaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh uaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiii auaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa nahhhhiiii aaaaaaaaaajjjjjjjjjjjjjjjufffffffffffffffffffffffffffff ki awaj nikal rahi thi aur udhar Ramdin apne kamar ko jor jor se hila rahe the. tabhi Ma ne bola thoda dhire dhire andar daliye aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh oooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. ab Ramdin ne Ma ko bola ki abhi to adha hi andar gaya hai. aaj to teri chud ki tightness ko khatam karana hai. ye kahate huye Ramdin ne jor jor se tin char jhatke lagaye to Ma aaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh uaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiii auaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa nahhhhiiii aaaaaaaaaajjjjjjjjjjjjjjjufffffffffffffffffffffffffffff aaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh uaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiii auaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa nahhhhiiii aaaaaaaaaajjjjjjjjjjjjjjjufffffffffffffffffffffffffffff ki awaj ke saath jaise dhimi awaj me chikh padi. Ramdin ne apne lund ko thoda bahar nikal diya aur ma ke dono chuchio ko fir se masalna suru kar diya kuchh der ke baad Ramdin ne apne kamar ko jor jor se hilana suru kar diya aur ma aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh ke awaj ke. jab Ramdin ne dekha ki ma rukane wali nahi hai to apne hotho se Ma ke hotho ko kas liya aur jor jor se jhatke marne laga

tab Ma apne hoto ko ajad karte huye puchha ki aur kitna bahar hai Ramdin ji. Ramdin ne bola ki thoda hai dal du pura to ma ne apne sar ko hilaya. Ramdin ne ab apne kamar ko jor ke jhatke ke saath apne lund ko pura andar kar diya. kuchh der tak jor ke jhatke marne ke baad Ramdin ne jab feel kiya ki uska spurm Ma ke chud me jane wala hai to Ramdin ne ek taraf se ma ke chuchio ko jor se masalna suru kiya to dusre taraf Ma ke hoto ko chusna suru kiya. ab wo bhi Ramdin ke sur ke saath apna taal milane lagi thi. Ramdin ne puchha maja a raha hai to Ma ne sar hilaya. kuchh der ke baad Ramdin ka spurm Ma ke chud ko gila karne laga to Ma i loveeeeeeeeeeeeeee uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh iiiiiiiiiiiiloooooooovveeeeeeeeeeeeeeuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu kar ke apne dono hatho ko Ramdin ke pith par ragarte hue puri tarah se Ramdin ke agosh me aa gayi.


kuchh der tak waise hi pade rahne ke baad Ramdin ne uth ke apne lund ko nikala usme Ma ki blood laga hua tha. Ramdin ne ma ki chud ko dekha to wo kafi ful chuki thi. Ma chup chap kuchh der tak waise hi leti rahi. phir thori der bad uth ke apne kapde ko pahan ke bathroom me gayi. waha pesab karne ke baad wo jab baahar ai to muskurate hue Ramdin ke taraf dekhati rahi. Ramdin ab bistar me baith ke cigarate pi raha tha. Cigarate khatam korke oh boli chal avi so jatay hai kal humay subha uthke factory jana hai. Ma ab light band kor kr uske pas so gayee. Subah 4 bajay ma nind se uthke bathroom gayee. Uske bad aha ke phir Ramdin ke pass so gayee. Phir kuch der ki bad ma ne ramdin ko jagaya or unko apni baho me lay kar hasi majak or goppey marne chalu kar di or sath me bahut chuma-chati vi ho rahi thi. Ramdin ne bola ke wada ke mafik teri pati ko aj bahar nikal lunga. Tera pati koi chori vori nahi kia tha, maine jan bhuj ke usay fasa liya tha tujhay mera sath sulane ke liya. Mai chuk gayee jab ma boli “choro na, paray raine do usay eak do mahine jel me. Uska sarab ki adat vi chut jayaga or indino me humlog thora sa khullam khulla chudai ki maja vi chakh lengey. Ramdin bola tu yeah kaya bol rahi hai. Tum larki o ko ham mard jat kavi samaj nahi paya. Ma bola kal rat apka mast chudai ke bat mera man pura badal gayi. Mai avi sochti hu ke mera oh Buddha pati ko jel me sarne dungi or tumaray jaise jawan ko apni pati bana lungi. Bolo ab kaya karna hai. us budhda ko bahar nikaloge yeah meri pati bonke humay chudte or vogte rohoge.
Ramdin bahut khus ho ke bola yeah to bahut achcha idea hai. Agar tu pahale jab mai tujhay propose kia tha tab raji hoti to ab tak mai tujhay eak do or bachchi ki ma vi bana leta. Ma boli mujhay pata nahi tha ke tum itna achcha chud sakte ho. Nahi to usdin factory me tumari muh me tamacha mar ne ki bajay tumay le ke kab ka vag jati. Thono jon eak sath has uthay.

Mai soch raha tha ki eak rat ki chudai se Ramdin ne meri ma ko chin ke apni patni bana liya.


us eak din ki chudai ne meri bahan or mujhko lawaris bana dia or meri ma or Ramdin ki jiban khusi anand or sukh se vor dia. To dosto chudai ki kitna takat hai uska andaja lagao.(END)

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A PERFECT CUCKOLD
PART1
Just last week I had teased my wife of 10 years Amy about one of her bosses at work. She had told me that her boss, Rob, had been ordering a lot of documents from her. He had asked her to join him for lunch this week to discuss her progress. She asked if I minded. I replied, "I wonder why lunch? He could just as easily have a meeting with you at the office. But maybe he just finds you very attractive." I raised my eyebrows in mock indignation and grinned.

Amy just giggled and asked me, "Are you jealous?"

I said, "No, should I be? Is he attractive?"

Amy laughed again and said, "He is very good looking and very married. You have nothing to worry about. Thank you for being concerned!"

I responded, "I am fine with it. Don't worry about it in the future. Just let me know what happens."

The night after our discussion, Amy came home from work and told me that she had gone to lunch with Rob. He had told her that she was doing excellent work and that he appreciated her enthusiasm and dedication to detail. Amy went on to excitedly describe the upcoming projects he had for her in the coming weeks. Her eyes began to dance as she said she had a surprise. Rob had asked her to join him at a week- long conference in two weeks in Orlando and had told her that I was invited as well. The company would pick up her hotel room, meals and flight; I would need to buy my plane ticket and meals. I told her I would check my schedule, but I thought I could do it.

I asked her if Rob was coming alone and Amy said, "No, he is bringing his wife and two children. His wife has family in Orlando so she wouldn't be staying at the hotel the entire time." I told her I looked forward to a week in Orlando, in a hotel with my very sexy wife.

Amy winked at me and told me, "I guarantee you will have an exciting time."

Her eyes sparkled and danced as she took me by the hand and led me upstairs. Amy shut the door behind me and quickly pushed herself up against me, kissing me passionately while her tongue explored my mouth. At the same time she quickly dropped my pants and helped me with my shirt. She quickly dropped down to envelop my now hard cock with her mouth, expertly enveloping the mushroom head with her lips. Amy began to gently stroke my balls as she moved her tongue down and then up my now throbbing shaft. I reached down through her dress and bra to begin to cup her breasts. Her nipples jumped in my hand. Amy was very excited! I slowly raised her up from sucking my cock. I wanted to see how wet she was as I was very curious about this sudden release of passion. I unzipped her dress, unclasped her bra, and helped her out of her panties. Amy started to drop down to finish her expert blowjob, but I prevented her from doing so, instead I reached my hand to feel her slit and much to my delight and confirming my suspicions, Amy was dripping with pussy juices.

Amy moaned the minute I touched her pussy lips and quickly opened her legs so I could have greater access. Amy had not been this wet since the night with Greg. Normally, Amy was a little dry in her vagina due to her age. For the past nine months, we had used a lubricant to help things along. Tonight however, lubricant was not necessary.

I began to massage Amy's clitoris to her obvious delight. I slowly played with her hooded clit until it appeared. A few more strokes and Amy began to shudder and her pussy began to flood with her juices. I caught Amy as her orgasm was so powerful she almost dropped to the floor.

Amy then led me to the bed and she barked, "Fill me up with your cum! I want to feel you shoot your load deep inside my pussy!"

I entered her easily as she was so wet. She thrust to meet me as I rammed my cock deep inside her. Amy grabbed my butt cheeks and began to pull me to her with each thrust, meeting me each time with her own thrusts.

I began to build to a certain climax as she cried' "Oh God, you are so hard! Deeper, deeper Rr...Ohhhh!"

I thought to myself that maybe I had imagined her starting to say Rob or maybe she had been unable to speak clearly. The thought left me as I began to cum and Amy kept repeating, "Yes...Yes Oh that feels so good!"

As I lay on top of her, Amy seemed to be distant and said, "That was so powerful! I have not orgasmed like that in a long time!"

I couldn't help it, I needed to find out if she had something on her mind to illicit such a an outpouring of sexuality.

"Is there some special occasion other than a trip to Orlando that got you hot and bothered?" I leered suggestively at her"

Amy replied, "Do I need a special occasion to want to screw my husband's brains out? I just wanted to!" I then asked her if this had anything to do with her lunch date. She laughed and said, "Sorta. It felt good to be appreciated."

I then said, "You mean by an attractive man?"

Amy laughed and said, "No, I don't need another man, just you. You WOULD think that! But, I enjoyed surprising you. You were surprised?"

It was my turn to laugh and I agreed, yes, I was surprised and I was very happy.

The two weeks went by quickly as Amy seemed to be very excited. The past nine months, I was lucky to have sex once a week, with a week off due to her menstrual cycle. But for those two weeks, we had sex almost every night, with Amy certainly being the aggressor. I started to ask her the reason for her recent horniness, but I decided to sit back and enjoy it and not question her reasons.

Finally the day of our trip arrived. Amy had went out and bought new clothes. Normally Amy would model everything she bought seeking my approval and comments. However, this time, she just informed me that she had bought several new outfits for the trip. As we drove to the airport, I asked Amy if she was wearing one of her new outfits. She looked annoyed and told me that she was saving those for the actual trip and that she couldn't believe that I didn't know the difference between an outfit she "always" wore and one I hadn't seen. I rolled my eyes and mockingly apologized.

We arrived in Orlando at around 8 p.m. on Sunday night and checked into our hotel. Amy wanted to go to bed early to be up for her conference. I looked forward to a nice relaxing day around the hotel. The hotel was very nice and the room was very large. I thought to myself that her employer certainly was spending a lot of money on this conference. I suggested some love making, but Amy said that she wanted a good night's rest and was worried about the time change as we had just arrived from the west coast. She told me there was plenty of time and she would make it up to me. So I rolled over and went to sleep.

The next morning, Amy was awake and out the door by 7 am to meet Rob for breakfast. I asked her if she wanted me to go so I could thank him personally for the trip. She told me that it wasn't necessary as they would talk shop and, besides, Rob wanted to have dinner with us that evening. Rob's wife would be there so I needed to wear a sport coat and slacks. I grimaced, agreed and settled into the room and enjoyed my day.

Amy came into the room around 5:30 pm to begin to get ready for dinner. I had just awoken from a nap and I was feeling energized. Amy came out and modeled one of her new outfits she had bought. It was a floral print, conservative dress that was perfect for the Orlando climate. I complimented her on her new dress and we left for the restaurant.

Amy and I arrived at the restaurant to find Rob and his wife, Rebecca, waiting for us. Rob is an attractive man in his late 30's, while Rebecca is a stunning woman that turns heads as she enters a room. Rebecca stood a good two inches taller than Amy at around 5' 7" tall and you could tell she worked out with a very flat abdomen and athletic legs. I felt Amy tense up as she met Rebecca. Amy tended to get intimidated by busty women. Even though Amy was sexy, at 46 years old, her body was not as in good shape as it was at 35 like Rebecca. Rebecca was wearing a pant suit that flattered her figure. Rebecca had a nice set of tits that bulged against her blouse. Amy was wearing a new dress that flattered her figure and showed off her shapely legs. Rob was indeed attractive, fit and tan. Tonight he was wearing a nice blazer and slacks and stood about my height.

I reached out my hand to Rob and thanked him for inviting me along on this trip. Rob remarked that he had wanted to meet the husband of such a talented woman as Amy. Amy introduced herself to Rebecca and soon the two of them hit it off talking about kids. Rob and Rebecca had two boys aged 7 and 9. Both boys were at Rebecca's sister's house for the evening. Rebecca told us she would be joining them tonight to care for the boys, Mark and Paul. Amy told her about her daughters, twins, both of whom had just graduated from college.

Dinner found us all becoming good friends. I found that Rob enjoyed guns and we agreed to hit the shooting range when we returned home. Rob is a very nice man and you could tell he truly loved his wife and is very dedicated to his family. Rob and Rebecca both attended a local LDS church faithfully and I found myself looking over at Amy as she grinned. It was obvious that I was feeling silly about teasing Amy about her being attracted to Rob.

As we decided to call it a night, I invited Rob to have dinner with us should he find himself without plans as Rebecca would be at her sister's house the rest of the week. Rob told us that he had business dinners planned, but would join us on Thursday. Rob then asked if we could go to a family friendly restaurant as he did not drink alcohol due to his religious beliefs. Amy and I both looked at each other and then told Rob that we didn't drink either. Rob was ecstatic at the news and you could see Rebecca was visibly relieved. Amy told Rebecca that she hoped to see her when we got home as Rebecca was staying at her sister's house until they all left. Rebecca and her sister were taking the kids to Disney World the rest of the week. Amy and I both thought that would be fun and told Rebecca we might see her one evening as we planned to go also. We all said our goodbyes and we arranged to meet Rob in the hotel lobby Thursday evening.

During the next two days, Amy and Rob attended the conference while I lounged around the pool, took in some sites, and generally relaxed from my stressful job. Amy and I went to Disney World on Tuesday but failed to meet up with Rebecca.

On Wednesday, Amy sent me a text that she would be late and that I should grab my own dinner, that Rob needed her to take care of some issues and they would get dinner at the conference. Amy came back to the room at around 11:00 pm. Amy apologized for the absence. Amy explained that Rob had asked to talk to her privately and they had spent 2 hours going over reports and copying needed documents. I reached for Amy, but she pulled away saying that she would be available tomorrow evening for me and that it would be worth my while. Amy seemed flushed, but I attributed that to my small jealous self that creeped in occasionally. After all, Rob was very married, deeply religious and I sensed I could trust him.

Thursday brought more relaxation time that by now was getting boring. I was starting to dread our night with Rob as I was starting to get horny after being without sex the entire trip.

Amy came in from the conference anxious to shower and get ready. I had already taken a shower as she had asked me to be cleaned up when she arrived. I felt I looked good in jeans and a nice polo shirt with leather sandals. Amy told me I was very attractive as she hurriedly closed the bathroom door and slipped into the shower. After she came out of the shower, Amy handed me a list of things she wanted me to get for the room, some bottled water, soda pop and snacks. I dutifully went to the nearest market within walking distance and picked up all the items Amy had asked for on her list.

When I walked into the room, my mouth dropped. Standing before me was my beautiful wife in the sexiest dress I had ever seen. Granted, I was biased, but I couldn't imagine anything that accentuated her figure like this dress. The neckline plunged to tantalize you to catch a glimpse of her free breasts. The dress was backless revealing the soft, sensual curves of her neck and shoulders, with the hemline ending abruptly about three inches above the knee. This, I believe, was the first time my wife was going to dinner without a bra to cup her beautiful breasts. I whistled and told her how sexy she was.

I reached out to take her in my arms and she stopped me saying, "Not yet. I have other surprises for you that I think you will find rewarding."

My curiosity was peaked and I asked her. "Like what?"

Amy replied, "That would ruin the surprise. Besides, teasing you turns me on."

"What made you look for a dress like that?"

"Are you complaining? I could go put on something else if you want?" Amy began to laugh.

I decided to just go along and see what would happen. Then the thought struck me, "Hey, what about Rob? Should you dress like that in front of him?"

(To Be Continued)

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LAST PART
Amy then told me, "Hey I saw other women at the conference wear much more provocative dresses and Rob didn't seem to notice."

She felt comfortable if a little daring.

"Besides, I thought it would turn you on and we could enjoy a hot night together."

I heartily agreed and Amy and I both left to meet Rob in the hotel lobby.

When Rob saw Amy, his eyes got big and he could barely say hello. I noticed he looked at Amy very carefully. He reached out his hand and told me that I was lucky to have such a sexy wife. I agreed, reminding him that Rebecca was sexy in her own right. He agreed and we left for the restaurant.

Dinner consisted mainly of idle chatter about the Conference. I kept trying to steal glances down my wife's dress, and, on occasion I could catch a glimpse of her nipple peeking out ever so briefly. Rob would happen to glance as well, trying to be discreet and not have me catch him. I put my hand over on Amy's leg and began to move up her thigh. It was my favorite game where, in a public place, I would attempt to move my hand up her leg to catch a feel of her panties before she stopped my hand. The game would end when Amy would mildly rebuke me and tell me to wait till we got home. She always stopped me, except tonight, where much to my surprise, as I moved up her leg expecting her to catch my hand with hers and remove the offending hand; I realize that there were no panties. I withdrew my hand quickly, just before I would have touched her pubic hair and looked at my wife who was breathing heavily as she leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Surprise!"


It was all I could do to wipe the big grin off of my face. Amy squirmed a little and Rob seemed to be oblivious to what was happening on our side of the booth. New attempts by me to catch a feel of my wife's naked snatch were fruitless, but the knowledge of her secret nudity and boldness made my dick grow hard.

After dinner, Rob wanted to go back to the hotel. He needed to grab some items and call his wife. When we got to the hotel, Amy asked Rob to come to our room to have bottled water and we could then call it a night. I looked at Amy in surprise, but said nothing.

Rob said ok, but he would need to call Rebecca soon. We all went up our room and Amy got each of us bottled water that I had bought earlier. Rob looked around our room and promptly asked us to come to his room. Rob explained that, due to his position in the company, his room was bigger, had lots of amenities, and it was a waste to not use it. So we followed Rob to his room, and as Rob had explained, the room was spectacular. The room had a built in fireplace, Jacuzzi and sound system. Rob was like a little boy showing us all the features. He turned on some music using his Pandora account. He asked Amy her favorite kind of music. Amy likes light Jazz and soon the room filled with the sounds of Kenny G.

Amy's face was lit up with excitement and asked, "Does anyone want to dance?"

Rob looked at me and I shook my head and said, "Go ahead, Amy loves to dance."

Amy took Rob and they began to dance. Rob and Amy stood far apart at first, but began to move closer as the music wore on. After a couple of songs, Rob motioned that it was my turn to dance with my wife. I declined telling him that I enjoyed watching them dance together.

Amy told Rob, "It's ok, my husband is not much of a dancer, but you are good. I am enjoying myself."

I asked Rob, "Do you need to call Rebecca?"

Rob looked at his watch and said, "Not yet."

Rob took my wife in his arms and they began to dance to a slow romantic song. I turned off some lights creating just a shadowy glow in the room.

Rob told Amy, "I think your husband likes what he sees."

Amy gave a throaty, nervous laugh and replied, "He likes to watch me dance. As I told you a couple of weeks ago, he likes to watch me do lots of things."

My mouth hung open in amazement! I was stunned! I had been had! My sweet, innocent wife had set me up.

I stood up and I hoarsely asked, "Are you having an affair?"

Amy replied, "No, I find Rob attractive and we flirted a little. But, before it had gone too far, I told Rob he needed to back off since I was married. Rob told me that he didn't want an affair per se, but his sex life wasn't interesting. I eventually told him some personal things about us, our sexual adventures and I told him about Greg and how ashamed I had felt. Rob," Amy pointed to him, "told me that my husband was lucky to have such an understanding wife. I found Rob to be a wonderful listener. I told him how cheap I felt having sex outside of our marriage."

Amy paused, then proceeded on, " He seemed to understand. He also helped me to realize that sex was fun and exciting as long as it was with my husband. It was dirty only if I cheated on you behind your back. I finally told Rob that, since I found him very attractive, we could involve my husband in a little surprise and have some fun if he was interested."

Rob then chimed in, "I was skeptical at first, but your wife is attractive, AND persuasive! I found myself thinking about it more and more until I approached Amy with this trip and we agreed we would do this, IF you were willing."

"What about your wife?" I asked. I was still feeling numb about what had just happened.

"She would never understand and would divorce me if she found out."

"Have you ever had an affair? Are you sleeping around?" I asked him anxiously.

Rob said, "I love my wife and I wouldn't sneak around or put her or you and Amy at risk. This is my first time doing something like this. I would love to have my wife join me in some exciting and new things, however, due to our religious beliefs, it won't happen. I am like you and I want... no NEED, some excitement in my life. Only a unique situation affords me that opportunity. This situation is that one time opportunity."

I sat down in my chair stunned at these revelations.

Rob spoke up again, "I can see you are shocked. You both can go now if you like and know that I wouldn't think badly of you. Amy will still advance in her job as she is so talented and efficient at what she does. I am very nervous, but, I want to experience this for myself. Ever since Amy told me of your night with your friend, I can't stop thinking about it."

Rob looked at me intently and spoke directly to me, "I understand you more now. It is not me fulfilling your wife because you can't; instead, it is you fulfilling your wife because you can! Your wife and I, up to this point, have not so much as shared a kiss and I guarantee you that she wouldn't behind your back. I know how loyal to you she is, I also know that she has now decided to please you and her inner fantasy. We talked about this moment for hours just last night."

I looked at my wife who searched for my reaction deep in my eyes. After what seemed to be a long, silent, minute, I cleared my throat and said, "I think you two should keep dancing."

My wife came to me in my chair, kissed me very deeply, took off her shoes and sauntered into Rob's arms again. This time she bent her head up to accept a kiss from Rob. Their kisses became more passionate. Amy leaned her body into Rob's as he became more excited. I sat in my chair and felt my own sexual member become more excited. Rob reached into Amy's dress and began to fondle her tits. I could hear him whisper to Amy that her tits were beautiful.

Amy said, "They're not as spectacular as your wife's!"

"Yours are supple, and sexual. I find them irresistible." He growled

With that he dropped the shoulders' on Amy's dress down to expose her beautiful breasts. Rob reached down and kissed her left breast. Amy moaned ever so softly. Amy's nipples became erect and she began to push her soft pussy mound against Rob's now straining pants.

Rob and Amy once again, as if in concert, began to sway to the music. Rob reached down to feel Amy's ass through her dress. I swallowed hard as I knew the secret that would be revealed in just seconds. Rob began to slowly bunch up Amy's dress to reveal her naked ass. Rob gasped and began to massage her ass cheeks. Amy began to kiss Rob, urging him to massage her more, to find her sweet little mound, that by this time was sopping wet with little stream of juice glistening in the soft light on her inner thigh. Rob reached around Amy's ass seeking her moist, wet pussy.

Rob pulled away from her a little to massage her dripping slit. Amy unbuckled Rob's pants and helped him drop underwear as he stepped out of them. Amy then helped him with his shirt to reveal Rob totally naked. Amy gasped at seeing his cock. Rob's cock was longer and thicker than mine and Amy had always been afraid of too big of a cock. Even I would push against the back wall of her pussy with my cock.

Rob then helped Amy remove her dress leaving both of them naked.

Amy looked at me; I smiled and mouthed, "I love you!"

Amy returned the "I love you" and reached up and kissed Rob.

Rob then spoke, "Your wife is so beautiful! Are you sure it's ok to fuck your wife?"

I nodded my approval and dropped my own pants to reveal my throbbing cock. I sat back down as they were both close enough to touch. Amy came to me, sitting in the chair, whereby, she got on all fours and began to suck my cock. She looked at me with her beautiful eyes on each stroke. I motioned for Rob to come in behind her. Rob approached her ass, kissing her ass cheeks as he began to rub his fingers on her juicy slit. He slowly inserted first one then two fingers into Amy's cunt as she gasped and pushed back against them. I began to build towards climax as Amy began to ride Rob's fingers, closing her eyes to enjoy the moment. I began to feel Amy shudder as she began to convulse in orgasm, I came at the same time, filling her mouth with my cum.

Amy sat on the floor as she gathered her strength, Rob however, could not wait and kissed Amy with my cum still dripping from her mouth. Amy took Rob's cock in her mouth and began to rhythmically suck his cock, stopping to lick his shaft and then sucking first the right ball, then the left. I reached down to play with Amy's clit. Her pussy was so wet! She began to shudder again in orgasm. This time, instead of stopping to rest, she sensed Rob was nearing orgasm. She stood up, grabbed both of our hands, and led Rob and I to the bed. She ripped the covers and sheet down laid down making room for Rob. Rob lay beside Amy so that they were facing each other. Amy then kissed Rob tenderly, their tongues meeting and intertwining softly at first the becoming more passionate. I pulled my chair over to have a great view as I began to stroke my own cock.

Amy began to play with Rob's cock stroking it ever so softly. She then pulled him on top of her, kissing him fiercely, passionately. Rob lifted himself as Amy guided him into her quivering cunt. Amy gasped and slowly relaxed as Rob, being very gentle, slowly lowered himself deep inside of her.

Amy cried out' "God, you are so big. Please be gentle."

Rob bent down and kissed her, and began to rhythmically stroke in and out, very slowly. Soon, Amy reached behind him to grab his hands to set a faster pace as she began to buck with desire. Rob allowed her to pull him into her and then began to move faster. Soon, Amy began to climax, her body jerking and writhing as her body orgasmed in waves. I began to be concerned as it didn't seem she would ever stop. Rob, meanwhile, was coming to orgasm himself.

He cried out, "Oh God I am cumming. Can I cum in you?"

Amy breathlessly exclaimed, "I want all of you, cum in me, cum in me, CUM IN ME!" as Rob released his load.

Rob convulsed as all of his pent up anxiety flowed out through his dick. He convulsed as Amy's pussy tightened and then released to milk out every drop of cum he had.

Rob bent down and slowly kissed Amy and then kissed each of her breasts. Rob rolled to Amy's left side. I slowly got up as I looked at my wife and she looked at me. I approached the bed where I could see Rob's juices running down between my wife's legs.

Amy took me by the hand and swung me around between her legs. I began to mount her to insert my penis and she stopped me. Amy then pushed my head between her legs, urging me to lick her cunt. I began to lick the lips of her pussy, for the first time tasting the remnants of another man's cum.

Amy moaned again. I did not know she could still react to my tongue after a fresh fucking from Rob. She began to urge me to lick faster and harder. I stuck my fingers in her wet pussy, where they quickly became covered in her and Rob's juices. I continued to lick her cunt until she arched her back and shuddered again, covering my face with her and Rob's juices. She took my face and began to kiss me all over and guiding my cock for sweet insertion. I came almost at once, no longer able to hold back. Amy was so exhausted and covered with sweat; she lay quietly as I kissed her gently and told her I loved her. She whispered that she loved me too and told me to sleep.

I told her that I respected her wishes and she assured me this was her choice. She rolled over to put her arm across Rob's naked body, telling him he was an excellent lover and that she loved his big, thick cock. Rob told Amy and me that we should all three stay in bed until the morning.

Amy asked if I wouldn't mind going back to our room, she wanted to stay there with Rob and have him one more time in the morning. Amy told me that this was her last time with Rob, as she and Rob had agreed that this was a one-time shot. I asked her if she was all right and Amy told me how lucky she was to have a sensitive, caring husband like me to help fulfill her.

I asked her if she was ok with Rob's big cock in her pussy and she said she was fine and that she was at peace with our choices and she looked forward to our next adventure. Amy then reminded me that I would never know when she might plan the next adventure.

I grinned broadly and said, "Unless I beat you to it." I then left Amy to enjoy one more adventure alone with Rob.
(The End)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

[b][i][u]THE FINAL SHODOWN (PART1)[/u][/i][/b]

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Manisha and I have been married nearly two years and everything was great. One morning we were just waking up when Manisha said that she had strange dream. I asked her about it and she said that she dreamed about someone from work. That caught my attention. I asked, "You mean a guy? Is it somebody you know?" "It was a guy from work. I don't really know him; he is just someone I see at the office occasionally."Even through my sleepy eyes I could see Manisha was blushing. "And what were you up to in the dream." She said, "Nothing, just talking ...I don't remember much..." "What's his name?" "Rohit Sinha." I could see that Manisha didn't want to say more so I teased her a little. "Did you ever dream of him before?" "No. That's what made it so strange." I teased her for a little while longer then I got into the shower. By the time I finished my breakfast I had pushed Manisha's dream out of my mind and replaced it with thoughts about work. The subject of Manisha's dream didn't come up again until several days later. I was having lunch with Ritesh Sen, a buyer for one of the studios I service. Ritesh is quite the ladies man. It seems like he is always talking about a new woman in his life. That day at lunch Ritesh started to tell me about a dream he had. When he finished I mentioned about my wife's dream expecting to get a laugh out of it. When I finished the story Ritesh said, "You better keep an eye on her."
I asked what he meant and he said, "When I have a dream about someone it's because I am sexually attracted to that person. Every time I wake up after a dream like that I can't get the person in the dream out of my mind. I think that is probably true for anyone including your wife."
I was getting a little angry with Ritesh. I didn't like him talking about Manisha that way, but I felt a certain truth in what he said. I have had dreams like that and I know when I wake up I can't get the person out of my head for a while. As I got up from the table to go back to work Ritesh said, "Remember what I said, she wants him. That's why she dreamed about him. You better keep an eye on her." That pissed me off. I said, "Manisha's not like that. She would never cheat on me."
"I hope you're right," he replied. When I got back to my office I kept thinking about what Ritesh had said. I couldn't believe that Manisha would be sexually interested in another man. But if she wasn't interested why did she dream about him? Then the answer hit me. The times I had dreams like that I would wake up aroused by the dream, but I never pursued any of the girls I dreamed about. Usually once I was fully awake I would forget about dream. I decided that this was the case with Manisha. That evening as I was with Manisha watching TV, I suddenly thought of her dream. I looked at her face and asked her, "Have you had any more nasty dreams lately?" Manisha looked puzzled. "What nasty dreams?" "Like the one you had about Rohit Sinha." "What? Are you still thinking about that? I had forgotten all about it. No, I haven't had any more dreams about. Anyway there was nothing nasty about it. Why do you ask?" "Just curious. What does Rohit Sinha look like?" "Oh I get it. You're jealous. Well you don't have anything to be jealous about. I have no interest in Rohit Sinha." "Well, why do you think you dreamed about him?" "You know what dreams are like. There are lots of times I see people in a dream and when I wake up I can't figure out why I dreamed about them." Manisha kissed me and said, "You don't have anything to worry about. You know I would never cheat on you. If you really want to know, Rohit is in his forties, he's shorter than me, and he weighs about 170 pounds and is slightly balding. He is not my type at all."
I felt much better. Not just because Rohit Sinha wasn't an Adonis, but because Manisha never had lied to me and if she promised that she would never cheat on me, I believed her. I was able to put the whole thing out on my mind for the next couple of weeks. That's when Manisha got her own office. Manisha called me from work to tell me the good news and insisted that we go out to dinner to celebrate. She told me to come over to see her new office then we would go out to dinner. Although I had been in Manisha's building many times over the last few years I had never been on the fifth floor where her new office was located. When I got off of the elevator I was in the center of a large open area filled cubicles made with modular furniture. The walls of the cubicles were about five feet high so you couldn't see who was in them. The managers and supervisors offices were along the outside walls of the building. Manisha's new office was in the back right hand side of the building next to the corner office. As I walked down a passage way between rows of cubicles one of the name tags caught my eye. I wasn't consciously looking at the name tags but Rohit Sinha's name just jumped out at me. I backed up and looked in at the man sitting the cubicle. He had his back to me and was on the phone. Although I didn't want him to turn around and see me I couldn't seem to make myself move and before I could recover my composure he put the phone down, glanced up and asked if he could help me. I stammered for a second and managed to say, "I just saw the name Rohit Sinha on the name tag here," while I pointed at the tag next to the opening to the cubicle. "I went to college with a Rohit Sinha. You obviously are not the Rohit Sinha I knew. Is this your cube?" "Yea, I'm Rohit Sinha. There's probably a lot of Rohit Sinhas' and I'm the one you don't know." He did not bother to look up while he answered my question, clearly showing that he didn't care much. I was very disturbed as I walked away for Sinha's cubicle. He was six feet tall, very athletic looking, had a full head of dark hair and couldn't be much more than 30 years old. When I got to Manisha's office I was confused and a little angry. Manisha had lied when she described Rohit to me. Now I was going to have to find out why. When I walked into her office I lost most of my anger. Manisha was genuinely happy to see me and I just couldn't stay mad. She was so excited about her promotion and her new office. She said, "Look, come here and look at this." She was pointing at the window behind her desk. Then she opened the blinds revealing a great view of of the city. "What do you think of that?" Her excitement was contagious. I told her I thought it was a great view and that I was very proud of her. Then I sat in one of the chairs in front of her desk and she told me about her new duties and how much more she would be making. After twenty minutes of chit chat we left to go to dinner. As we started down on the elevator I casually mentioned that I had seen Rohit Sinha. Manisha caught my meaning immediately and she actually laughed. She said, "I guess he didn't look like I described him did he?" "Not exactly." "You know why, don't you?" "I guess so. You thought I would be jealous so you wanted to put my mind at ease." "Well, what would you have thought if I described him as he really is?" "I guess I see your point." And I did. Manisha's demeanor told me that she had nothing to hide and I should stop worrying about Rohit Sinha except that I owed it to myself to be rude to him if I ever got the chance. The rest of the evening was very pleasant and we ended the night by making love slowly. A few days later I was having a business lunch with Ritesh Sen and Sheetal Chopra. After we had completed our business we sat talking over coffee. Out of the blue Ritesh asked, "What ever happened with your wife and that guy she had the dream about?"
Before I could respond Sheetal had jumped into the conversation, "What this about? It sounds juicy." I said, "Nothing happened." Sheetal looked disappointed and asked, "What kind of dream?"
I was going to say it was nothing and leave it at that but Ritesh quickly told Sheetal the whole story. Sheetal seemed to really enjoy listening to the story and when Ritesh was done Sheetal turned to me an asked, "And you don't think there is a problem with this man?" I knew that Sheetal didn't mean any disrespect for me or Manisha, she just saw this as an interesting story and she wanted to know more. So thinking that none of this was important I told them about how Manisha had described Sinha as a short chubby bald man and that I had seen him and he turned out to be a tall handsome man with a full head of hair and an athletic body. Then I told them that Manisha told me why she lied about him. When I was done Ritesh smiled and said, "You can't be that foolish. Your wife lies about what this guy looks like and that doesn't bother you? You need to find out what is really going on here?" I said, "There's nothing going on. Manisha doesn't know this guy and I am sure if she ever met him she wouldn't like him." Ritesh asked, "How can you know that?" I was getting annoyed with Ritesh again, "I know because I know Manisha." As I was staring at Ritesh I heard Sheetal say something but wasn't sure what. I turned and asked him what he said. Sheetal said, "I said that you should get your wife and this guy together and watch how the act around each other." I said, "There would be nothing to watch because there is nothing to see and even if my wife was interested in this guy, she sure as hell wouldn't do anything with me around." "Well, then you shouldn't be around." Ritesh responded.
Then Sheetal said, "Right. You need to get then together somewhere that you can watch them without them knowing." I was getting pissed now. "I don't need to spy on my wife because there is nothing to spy on."

Sheetal and Ritesh backed off after that, Ritesh said, "You know best, it's your marriage." That was the end of the conversation. As I drove back to my office I thought about what Ritesh and Sheetal had said to me and although I didn't agree with their assessment of the situation I was curious about how Manisha would act if she was in a social situation with Sinha and I wasn't there. I didn't know how I could make that happen so I put it out of my mind. Actually the opportunity happened without any help from me. About a week after my meeting with Ritesh and Sheetal, Manisha told me that her company was having a dinner party at a hotel. The dinner was for employees and spouses or significant others. The dinner was the following Wednesday evening. I realized that this party gave me an opportunity to observe Manisha and Sinha in a social situation without either of them knowing I was watching. So at five o'clock I called Manisha and told her that I had some people coming late to pick up orders and I wouldn't get to the dinner party until eight o'clock. Manisha said, "That's okay. We are supposed to go in for dinner at eight. We'll be socializing and having drinks from 6:30 until eight. I got to the hotel around 6:45 and found that the reception before dinner was in one of the hotel meeting rooms so I headed back to the room. I found a place where I peek in a side door to the meeting room and see in without being seen by anyone in the room. It took a few minutes to spot Manisha. She was standing with some of her friends from work. Manisha had a drink in her hand and she was talking and laughing. As I watched her it struck me how beautiful she was and how much I loved her. I continued staring at her for a while then turned my attention to finding Rohit Sinha. I spotted him on the other side of the room talking to a couple of attractive women. In spite of the fact that I was sure that Manisha wasn't interested in Sinha I was relieved to see that they were not talking. As I continued watching him, Rohit Sinha turned away from the women he was talking to and headed across the room toward Manisha. I felt a sudden knot in my stomach as I followed his progress across the room. He passed no closer than ten feet from Manisha and never looked in her direction and Manisha never stopped the conversation she was having. Rohit continued on to the bar, took three drinks and walked back to join the women he had been talking. I felt very foolish, especially when there was obviously nothing to see. I gave up my post and walked back around to the main door to the reception and went in and joined Manisha. A few nights later I stopped after work to have a beer with Ritesh and as we were talking Sheetal came in and sat with us. We were on our third beer when Ritesh teased me saying, "So I guess everything is good on the home front?" I said, "Things are great." Then like an idiot I told them about spying on Manisha at the party. I somehow thought that when I told them how Manisha never even looked at Sinha and it was quite obvious that she had no interest in him that Ritesh and Sheetal would realize that Manisha was never going to have anything to do with Sinha. I was wrong. Ritesh said, "That doesn't prove anything. It was a company party right? And you wife was with her friends. She couldn't very well flirt with Rohit Sinha in front of her peers and then innocently sit down to dinner with you. That would cause all kinds of problems for her at work." Sheetal added, "Just think of the gossip that would generate." That thought appealed to Sheetal. Ritesh said, "The fact that your wife dreamed about this guy doesn't mean that there is anything going between them." That was the first positive thing Ritesh had said and I told him I agreed with him. But them he continued, "The dream just means that she is sexually attracted to him. Because she loves you she would never approach Rohit Sinha but watch out if he ever starts coming on to her." I said, "God dam it! Manisha is not attracted to that asshole and it doesn't matter if he comes on to her or not, she would never have anything to do with him.
Ritesh said, "Take it easy, we’re just teasing you. You're probably right. But then again how will you ever know for sure?" Sheetal cleared his throat and said, "Well you know, there is a way he could find out what would happen. I mean find out what would happen if Rohit Sinha did hit on Manisha." By this time we were on our fifth round of drinks and I was just drunk enough to seriously listen to Sheetal's idea when I should have just gone home. "How would I do that?"
Sheetal looked at Ritesh then back at me as though we were about to get involved in a conspiracy and spoke softly so no one else could hear. "All you have to do is make Rohit Sinha think that Manisha has the hots for him. Unless he is gay, he will go after your sexy wife." "What am I supposed to do, walk up to him and say 'My wife has the hots for you.'?" I responded sarcastically. (END OF PART1)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

THE FINAL SHOWDOWN (2ND PART)

"No. You get someone else to tell him." Sheetal replied. "I am not about to tell someone else to go tell this guy my wife is interested in him sexually. And besides you can't just walk up to the guy out of the blue and tell him that some woman has the hots for him." I couldn't believe I was even having this conversation. I knew I should go home but I was content to be one of the conspirators for a while. Suddenly Sheetal broke into a big smile and said, "I've got it. You do it. You get to know him then tell him you heard that this lady named Manisha has the hots for him." I said, "I can't do that. He would recognize me as Manisha's husband." Then Sheetal laughed and said, "He hardly looked at you that day you met him, and it seems he has not seen you two together much, right? He wouldn't recognize you. That way you could talk to this guy and get his trust and then tell him you heard from someone that Manisha was very interested in him. That way you could monitor his progress as he tries to seduce your wife." At that point I said, "You know that just might work. That is if I felt any need to try to get some guy to seduce my wife, which I don't. I'm going home." Luckily the bar we were at was within walking distance of my house because I was in no shape to drive. When I got home Manisha took one look at me and said, "I hope you didn't drive home." I told her I didn't, and she said, "Go to bed." Which I did and I quickly fell asleep. That night I had crazy dreams. I woke up around five a.m and could not get back to sleep. My stomach burned and my head hurt and I couldn't get Sheetal's idea of telling Rohit Sinha that Manisha was attracted to him out of my head. I guessed that it was because I was tired and hung over that the idea appealed to me. Somehow I knew it was a stupid idea but I couldn't get it out of my head.
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I finally did fall asleep again and woke up at eight. I had to rush to shower and dress and I skipped breakfast to get to work on time. At ten, I slipped out to get some breakfast. While I sat by myself, I thought over the conversations from the night before with Sheetal and Ritesh and the dreams I had. Somehow through all of this I arrived at the conclusion that maybe it would be a good idea to see if it could be feasible to give Rohit Sinha a push in Manisha's direction. After all when she rejected him I would be a winner on more than one level. First, it would show me that Manisha was a true and faithful wife, second, it would be a slap in the face for Rohit Sinha to be rejected and then I wouldn't have to look for a chance to be rude to him. Third, it would prove to Ritesh and Sheetal that I was right about Manisha all along. I knew that whatever I did, I didn't want Ritesh and Sheetal to know anything about it till it was all over, so I couldn't ask for their help. I really didn't need their help anyway. I started planning what I would need to do if I decided to go forward with this scheme. The more I thought about it the more excited I got by the idea of playing a game on everyone. Kind of like playing private detective. So, I decided to give my plan a try. The first thing I had to do was find out how I could get close to Rohit Sinha. I would have to spend some time talking to him to get his confidence before I tried to plant the idea that Manisha liked him in his head. If I couldn't work that part out there was no point in going any farther with the scheme. So starting that night after work I sat in my car across the street from the building that Manisha and Rohit Sinha worked in. When Rohit came out I waited to see what kind of car he drove. When I saw him get into a 1999 Monte Carlo I was ready to follow him except that he turned in the opposite direction I was facing and I couldn't get turned around in time to follow him. The next night I was there again, only this time I was ready to follow him in the direction he went the previous night. When I saw him get into his car I started my engine and was on his tail as soon as he pulled onto the street. I was getting a charge out of following him. It added a little excitement to my life. I followed Rohit Sinha for about ten blocks then he pulled into a shopping center. I pulled in and parked where I could watch him. He got out of his car and went into a bar call The Coffee Room. I got out of my car and went over and peeked in the window. I couldn't see much except a couple of pool tables. I opened the door and took a quick look inside. Rohit was just sitting down at the bar so I closed the door and went home. I followed Rohit a few more times the following days and he stopped at that same bar almost every night. So now I knew where to find him. Then came the hard part. It was time to start working on Rohit Sinha. The following Monday after work I went to the bar and entered. He was there when I walked in. He was shooting pool by himself so I got a beer and went over and asked him if he wanted to play. He said, "For a beer?"

I said, "Sure."

We played three times I won twice he won once. As we were drinking a beer after the last game I introduced my self as Vicky Sen and he said he was Rohit Sinha. We talked for a while and I asked him where he worked. When he told me I said, "Some of my girlfriend's friends work there." I left it at that.


I went to the bar a couple more times that week and played pool with Rohit and talked for awhile. On Monday of the following week I started things rolling. Rohit and I were playing our second game of pool when I said, "Oh, I almost forgot. Do you know a girl named Manisha Mittal?"

"She's one of the supervisors at our office. Why?"

"Is she good looking?"

"Yeah, I'd say she is definitely attractive."

"Have you ever thought about asking her out?"

Rohit shook his head and said, "No. I don't really know her I just see her around the office and she's married"

"So?"

"Well it's just kind of risky to hit on a woman when she is married. It could be a costly mistake. Anyway, why all the questions about Mrs. Mittal?"

I said, "Well I was out the other night with my girlfriend when we ran into some friends of hers. I didn't know them but two of them work at your office. I asked them if they knew you and they said they knew of you but didn't know you personally. Then one of them said that it was funny that I mentioned you because there had been a discussion about you at work that day. It seems that this Manisha Mittal told a friend that she fancied you and she wouldn't mind going on a date with you."

"Wow. She really said that?"

"Well, I can't say for sure, but that's what this girl told us the other night. I don't know why she would make it up. If you want I will ask my girlfriend to try and get some more information from her friends."

"I never really thought of her this way, even though she looks damn good. But if she was willing I would jump her in a minute."

I asked him if he was married and he said, "Not married but I live with my girlfriend. But I sneak out on her occasionally and I certainly would if I got a chance to stick my meat into Manisha Mittal."

It was getting very difficult for me to act friendly when all I wanted was to knock his teeth out. When we finished shooting pool I said I had to leave then I said, "I will see what my girlfriend can find out for you."


After that I thought about dropping the whole thing. The idea of that asshole hitting on my wife made me a little sick. But in the end I decided to continue with my plan.
The next time I saw Rohit I told him that my girlfriend had confirmed what her friend told her. That in fact Manisha Mittal had told a friend or friends that she did have a soft corner for him.
Rohit thought for a minute and then said, "I think I might consider pleasing the lady after all."

That night when I got home Manisha was in bed asleep. As I watched her sleep it struck me that maybe I had gone to far. I decided then that I wouldn't go back to The Coffee Room again. If I stopped encouraging Rohit he might just drop the whole thing.

For the next two weeks I came home after work every night. Every night as I sat and watched television with Manisha I wondered if Rohit had tried to talk to her. The more I thought about it the more I wanted to know if he did, but I couldn't exactly ask Manisha about it. Finally I figured the only way I could find out what was happening was to go back to the Coffee Room and ask Rohit.

The following night I went back to the Coffee Room. When I got there Rohit wasn't there and I began to worry that maybe he actually got Manisha to agree to go have a drink with him. Then I thought better of that. Manisha would never go out with him. So I waited. About ten minutes later Rohit came in.

He came over to me and slapped me on the shoulder and said, "Hey, I haven't seen you in a couple of weeks. Where you been?"

"Been getting some overtime. What have you been up to?"

"Remember when we talked about what I should do about that girl at work that has the hots for me?"

"Yeah, have you had any luck with that?"

To my surprise he said, "Actually it's going pretty good. At first she acted like it was out of the question and I must have been crazy to even suggest that we have drinks. But then after I talked to her a few more times I got the feeling that she might change her mind. Then I asked her again today and she said that she would stop for a drink tomorrow night. She said she would stay for only one drink but I am halfway home."


All I could think was 'Oh God now what do I do?' Well, I didn't do anything. I just sat there and listened as this asshole was telling me what a fine body my wife has. I wanted to hit him but because I couldn't do that, I didn't do anything.

I didn't sleep well that night. I wondered if Manisha would actually go out for a drink with him and would it lead to anything else. I was sick with worry all the next day. Manisha didn't say anything I couldn’t question her. She never said that she was going to be late or that she had someplace to go after work. If she had I could have asked her where and why and she would have been forced to lie. I know she wouldn't want to lie to me. Manisha hadn't really even spoken to me that morning. I guessed she was mad at me for coming home late and drunk the night before.

Anyway, she left for work without giving me a clue about that evening. I was tempted to follow her after work but I decided that wouldn't be prudent. If she spotted me there would be a lot of explaining to do. I figured all I had to do was meet Rohit the following night at the Coffee Room and he would tell all.


That night Manisha was about an hour later than usual coming home from work. When I asked her why she just said that she had some things she had to do. I sensed that she was a little upset with me. I thought it was probably still about last night.

The suspense of not knowing what happened drove me crazy until the next night when I caught up with Rohit at the Coffee Room.

I asked Rohit if he had his drink with Manisha the night before and he said he had but that it didn't go well. He said, "She met me at the bar and as soon as she had her drink she said that she wasn't sure why she agreed to met me for a drink but she was sure that she should not have and that it can't happen again. I tried to get conversation going but she didn't seem in the mood to talk. Finally after she finished her drink she said that she was sorry if she had in some way made me think that we could have a relationship. Then she said that I should not bother her again and she left."

The disappointed look on his face was making me very happy. I said, "That's a shame," but I was thinking you really didn't think you could score with a classy lady like Manisha did you? Then I said, "So you're going to give up then?"

Rohit said, "I guess I'll have to. Otherwise I could end up being accused of harassment and it could cost me my job."

"I guess you're right."

I had a couple more beers with Rohit to console him (actually to celebrate his loss). Then I went home to my wife.


During the next week I started putting all of this behind me. It was good to have things settled because I was real busy at work. I had to work late every night that week. It was bothering Manisha that I wasn't home at night and I kept promising I would be home on time the next night but then something would come up and I'd be late again.

When things settled down again I decided to stop at the Coffee Room for a quick game of pool and see what Rohit was up too.
When I saw Rohit I asked how things were at work now that his advances on Manisha didn't work out. Then Rohit said, "You won't believe this but I asked her out again and she agreed."

I was stunned. I had no idea she had gone out with him again. I tried not to let on how disturbed I was. "When did this happen?"

"Last Thursday. We met after work and had a snack and Manisha said that this can't go any farther than this. She said that we could be friends but nothing more. I didn't say anything so I guess she thought she made her point. Afterward I walked her to her car. She opened the car door and turned to say something to me and I just pulled her to me and kissed her."

I felt like Rohit had just kicked me in the stomach.

"When I broke off the kiss Manisha told me, I shouldn't have done that so I kissed her again. She told me to stop that. I said that I needed her then I grabbed her hand. Manisha pulled her hand away, but not immediately. I think she liked the kiss but didn't want to admit it to herself. Then when I kissed her again she responded a little but then pulled away from me and got into her car.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

FINAL SHOWDOWN (3RD PART)

"I asked her when we could get together again and she said she didn't think that was a good idea. I told her I was attracted to her and I thought that she found me attractive too. I could tell then from the look on her face that she didn't know what to do so I told her to think about it. She closed the car door and started the engine then she left."

I quickly excused myself and went into the men's room and splashed cold water in my face. When I went back into the bar, I told Rohit I needed to leave but I would see him the next night. My thinking at the time was that I should show up at the bar the following night and beat the crap out of Rohit.

When I got home from the bar I found Manisha in the kitchen. I pictured Rohit kissing her in the parking lot and was repulsed by the image. I didn't speak as I went straight to bed. Manisha didn't say anything but she looked a little hurt. We didn't speak at all that night.

When I was sure that Manisha had fallen asleep I got up and went and sat in the living room and tried to figure out what I should do, but I couldn't.

After that I had a difficult time even talking to Manisha. I felt that she had let me down and was getting ready for the major betrayal. It was hard for me to pretend nothing was wrong but I managed. I started coming home after work so I could see what Manisha was up to but she didn't give anything away so eventually I had to go back to the Coffee Room.

I hadn't scene Rohit in a week and when I asked him what was going on with his quest to get Manisha into bed, Rohit said, "Nothing's happening. I called her but she hasn't returned my call."
I asked him if he met her at work or called her at home and he said that she was avoiding him at work. He said, "I don't want to call her at home then have her husband answer the phone."


After that I stopped at the Coffee Room every couple of nights to see if Rohit had talked to Manisha. The answer was always the same. Manisha wouldn't return his call. I was starting to feel better and I was beginning to think that Manisha must have come to her senses. Then on Monday I stopped in the bar and asked Rohit what he was up to and he said, "I just got off the phone with Manisha."

I said, "You what?"

He said, "I just got off the phone with Manisha. I called her at home and she said her husband wasn't home so we talked for twenty minutes. I asked her if she was ready to go out with me and she said that she was. Now I don't know where to take her. I can't take her to my place. I am thinking of getting a room."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. For a moment I thought that Rohit must have figured out who I really was and he was just having fun with me, but I knew that wasn't true.

"And when are you meeting with her?" I asked.
"Wednesday, after work," came the reply.

She had even agreed on a day too. I never really believed that she would agree to go with him. And even though I was quite shocked by what Rohit had just told me I still believed that Manisha wouldn't actually go any further with him.

When I went home that night I was in a fog. This man had just made a date with my wife, and had made up her mind to have sex with her, and here I was facilitating the whole thing. I think I remained in that condition right up till Wednesday.


Wednesday morning I was sitting at breakfast feeling kind of numb when it occurred to me that unless I took some kind of action in the next few hours my wife was going to have sex with Rohit Sinha. As I watched Manisha get ready for work I thought about how beautiful she was and how much I wanted all this to go away so that things could be the way they used to be. Manisha hadn't said anything about the evening ahead so I thought I would test the waters. I said, "Why don't we go out for dinner tonight? We haven't eaten out in quite a while."

Manisha said, "I can't tonight, I have plans."

I said, "Oh! You have plans? What are you doing tonight?"

I thought I saw an uncomfortable look on her face as she thought about her answer. "I have something I have to take care of tonight."

It really hurt to have her lie to me. But it wasn't like she could tell me the true about her plans, so I pressed her on it. "What can you have to do that is more important than us spending time together?"

The coldness in her stare seemed to melt for a moment. I think she actually considered canceling her date to have dinner with me but then she said, "I have got to do this tonight."

When Manisha left for work I was sitting in the kitchen with a cup of coffee, wondering to myself, 'What do I do now.' In a few hours my relationship with my wife may be irreparably damaged and I didn't know how to stop it from happening. At the time I believed that it was already too late. If Manisha didn't love me anymore then it didn't matter if she had sex with Rohit or not and if she did love me she simply wouldn't have sex with him.

All day at work I thought about what was going to happen …

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"Rajiv, what's wrong, you look like hell?" Ritesh exclaimed seeing my haggard appearance.

"Ritesh, please. Do me a big favor and don't ask any questions", I replied as I passed the contract agreement over the desk.

He looked at it and looked up at me. "What the fuck is going on? Don't tell me not to ask questions - I don't deserve a statement like that. We're supposed to be friends, or am I wrong about that?"

I quickly debated whether to tell him or not. "You're right, Ritesh. We are friends, but please, I just can't talk about it. I have to leave ….we’ll talk about it later," and I did just that.

"Wait, Rajiv. Okay, I won't ask you anything. Call me later in the evening, okay? You can do that, can't you?"

I hesitated and then nodded. "Thanks." I mumbled as I left the office.

It was four thirty and Manisha was going to leave office at five. There was only 30 minutes left to stop something I did not want to happen. Suddenly everything became clear. I needed to talk with her and save my marriage. I picked up the phone and called her office. I felt stupid and relieved at the same time. Why had I hesitated so long before doing just that. Luckily I still had time. Thirty minutes more to tell her I have been a fool but I loved her and did not want her to go with that Rohit Sinha.

“Excuse me, may I speak to Mrs Manisha Mittal please,” I said.
“I’m sorry, Sir, Mrs Mittal is not here at the office,“ came the answer.
“She ..she is not at the office …”I repeated, my voice trembling. A thousand things went through my mind at that very moment. “but I am her husband …can you tell me where she went?” I managed to say.
“No, Sir, she left early today … at three o’clock”.
My heart was racing very fast. I needed to get out of here. The only place I thought of was home. Maybe Manisha has left for home, maybe she was just feeling unwell. I hoped against hope that this was really the case… but I knew it would not be.

My last hope was gone within thirty minutes, the house was exactly as I left it earlier in the morning. Manisha did not come home after work. She went straight to wherever she had to go, with whoever she intended to be with and …was at this very moment probably doing whatever it was that she was up to …

I could not conceive that she would do that. I fought the images that flashed through my mind …and decided to go for a drive just to avoid staying here and torture myself. The only place that came to my mind was the Coffee Shop and I took the car and went straight there. Rohit would not be there but I needed to be somewhere else at this moment.

So I walked to my car, get inside and started my engine and was in front of the Coffee Shop before I knew it. I got out of my car like a robot, and went over and took a quick look inside before entering …and stopped dead.


I could not say which feeling came first when I saw Rohit sitting at the bar: a feeling of surprise, of relief or of joy. Anyway I almost ran into his arms and shot several questions at him at one stroke.
“Hey …what are you doing here? What happened? Shouldn’t you be somewhere else right now?”
He was surprised by such a show of enthusiasm and seemed taken aback and just stood there staring at me. But I did not want him to wait, I wanted him to tell me the words, to confirm to me that he was not, at this very moment, somewhere else doing …well, in the company of my wife.
“So, tell me what happened to your ...date?” Just then an awry thought came to my mind and I added “it was meant to be today only, right? Your date with the lovely Mrs Mittal?”
“Yeah it was to be today only,” he finally said. “But something terrible happened.” He said after what appeared to be a very very long pause.

“What?!!!” I almost shouted. What terrible thing could have happened?
“Well …actually I am suspended from work,” he said.
“Suspended from work?!!” I repeated. ”How come? And since when?” This was the last thing I expected to come from his mouth.
“Since yesterday morning …I mean the day after I talked to you. You see, since last month I was doing …hmm …some side business …if you see what I mean…”
I did not see what he meant, at least I did not care the least. Still I asked him ”ok … and what happened then.”
“Well, yesterday when I went to office, the boss called me in his office and told me they knew all about it and I was suspended till a board decision is taken.”
“Oh, that’s so sad,” I said, somehow feeling pity for him. Still I wanted to hear from his mouth that nothing happened between my wife and him. “So, I take it that your date with Mrs Mittal is …cancelled.”
“You are crazy man …everybody at the office is talking about me right now …do you think this woman or any woman for that matter, would want to be seen with me?”
“I guess not.”
“As a matter of fact, I met her in the corridor and she just ignored me. I seem to have lost interest in her eyes. I really regret not humping that bitch …I should really have got her to ride my cock, I guess it’s to late now.”

I knew better not to pay attention to his words. Now I could see how foolish I had been, to link my wife with such an insignificant guy, who could not even behave himself to save his job. Really I was too glad Manisha had not gone ahead. She obviously saw through him from the beginning and would not have been the least interested in him had I not come up with these stupid tests. Now, anyway she was giving her the cold shoulder and that was setting the records straight, once and for all.

Five minutes later, I was left the Coffee Shop in much better mood than when I came and reached home a little before seven. Manisha was sitting in the living room, waiting for me.
“Rajiv, we need to talk,” she said straight away.
“Where were you, I’d been looking for you since early afternoon …and don’t tell me you were at the office, because I phoned there and they said you left early.”
I realized I was shouting at her and it was not how I wanted it to be. But it was beyond me, I just could not control my emotions anymore.

I looked at Manisha and was surprised that she seemed so cool, so calm, so rational. Was she really going to let me in on what was eating at her?

"It's over, Manisha. I no longer wish to live like this. Either you tell me what's gnawing at you, or I'll leave without any further discussion. It's up to you."

I saw a grimace on her face. She stared at me and said:
"My mother had a surgical operation today. She is probably not going to live much longer …, " she said softly.

“What?!!!” I shouted for the second time in the same afternoon. “Since whe do you know that? And why didn’t you tell me about it before?”
“I learned about it yesterday …and tried to tell you but you seemed lost in your thoughts," she continued, without one changing her tone of voice even once.

I sat there, my mouth agape, totally shocked. There were so many things going on in my mind, so many things to be told or not. I knew I needed to sort out things for myself first. After a long silence, I took her hand in mine and said, “I am here now …everything will be just fine.”

My mother-in-law died the following week. Progressively Manisha was able to overcome the lost and things started to get better between us

I knew that my wife Manisha and myself needed to get away by ourselves for a while. It had been some time since we had taken a vacation, and we really needed time alone to rekindle the flame in our marriage.

We chose to stay to spend the weekend at a vacation resort called Wild Orchids. The first day, everything went as planned. We spent the whole day swimming and site-seeing. In the evening we had dinner together in the restaurant that seemed to set the mood that I wanted.

When our food arrived, we sat there and ate slowly, making small talk between bites and sips.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

THE FINAL SHOWDOWN (LAST PART)

We had been out together after a long time and I felt a sense of relief at how well things were going.

Moments later, just as we were getting ready to leave the restaurant, I got a sms on my mobile. I checked it out and saw it was a message from Ritesh telling me he had just seen my car in the parking of Wild Orchids and wanted to meet me urgently. I was not sure why but I did not want to meet him in the company of Manisha. So I picked up the phone and said “Can’t this wait till tomorrow at the office?” “No dear, once I tell you the news, you’ll thank me you took the time to come over here.” While I was talking, Manisha had moved towards the door, waiting for me to join her. Even as I looked at her, a thought crossed my mind. Ritesh had never seen my wife, and I suddenly wanted to know how he would react upon seeing her, lovely as she looked tonight. So I told Ritesh, “Ok mate, Come up and join you in the lobby where we can discuss the matter. Wait for me there.” Turning towards Manisha, I told her, “This has been a marvelous evening. How would you like us to go to the lobbby and have a drink before we go back to our room?” Though this seemed to take her by surprise, she agreed straight away. Five minutes later we were entering the lobby. “Manisha, please proceed to select a table for yourself. I need to go to the bathroom and will meet you in a moment. “ Once she was gone, I phoned Ritesh and told him “Hey, are you already in the lobby? I am at the reception, can you join me here instead?” Like I expected without 60 seconds, the door opened on Ritesh who seemed really happy to meet me. “What makes you so happy,” I asked, hoping that would bring the subject matter straight away to my wife.
“Actually I came here to tell you about the project you’ve been working on for the last year.”
“Yeah …by the way did you see the woman who just went into the lobby?” I said, immediately feeling bad I had committed myself by directly asking about her.
“Oh that one, she was hot. For one moment I thought of letting you wait here while I keep her company.” “Yeah, I knew someone like you would not help noticing a woman like her, right?”
He started on how hot Manisha was and he would be able to get in her pants if he had some time alone with her. I laughed. "By the way, you are staying here at the hotel?" I said.
"No. I live in town, I just like to come out here to look for entertainment," Ritesh said as he moved over to sit next to me. I looked around the room and then back at Ritesh. "Are these women what you mean by entertainment?” I asked.
"Yeah, they come out here looking for a good time and I make myself available," Ritesh said.
"So, what do you do when you get one of these women interested? Do you take them home with you?" I asked.
"No. The hotel manager is a good friend of mine. He usually lets me have an empty room that would otherwise be vacant. It's a win-win situation for the hotel and for me."
"And how successful you are with these women?"
"No woman who resists the charms of Mr Ritesh Sen lives to tell the story," he joked.
"You mean you can seduce any woman you want? Can you seduce the woman who just entered the lobby …for example?"
“You don’t believe me, do you?”
“I suspect your mouth is much bigger than your dick.”
“Let’s do something …take this key and go to my room. I bet you in 15 minutes, I’ll be walking in with this woman for a torrid session of sex like you’ve never seen.”

My heart was now beating very hard. I could not believe I was encouraging this guy to seduce my wife. “This is not possible …I mean won’t the lady be surprised to see me there.”
“No worry, the room has a see through mirror, so you will be in the bathroom and can see everything without being seen. Come on …what do you have to lose?”

I thought of it quickly and knew the truth was I needed to do this. Ritesh had been right all along, the decision to stay faithful to me was one only Manisha could take. And the only way to know was by putting her to the test.

Either Manisha will refuse his advances and this would give me enormous pleasure shutting out Ritesh’s mouth. Or she would fail the test and let Ritesh have his way with her, in which case my reaction would be one of relief …. And I had lived with this for so long, I needed this release. So long as I did not have the answer, my whole life would be a torture.
The moment I entered Ritesh room, I started getting a sick feeling I my stomach. I waited five minutes and called Manisha.

"Hey Manisha. It's Rajiv."
"Where are you?"
"I am sorry, I just got an urgent call from a client. I will have to drive to his place and back.”
"At what time you will be back?" Manisha asked.
"Probably one and a half hour …or two at most."
"I don't understand."
"I am sorry …I call you when I am on my way back," I said.
"Okay …" she said.

Now the ball was entirely in her court. She could leave the lobby and go straight away to our room if she wished. I wondered if Ritesh had been successful in chatting her up already.

I must have been in the room some 10 minutes when the front door opened. I immediately felt a lump in my throat and my heart started beating hard and fast. The door swung open and I saw Ritesh enter, then he stepped aside to let my wife Manisha come inside. Manisha walked to the middle of the room and looked around without saying say a word while Ritesh went to the CD player and put some music on. "I can't believe I agreed to come here with you, I need to get back to my room now." I heard Manisha laugh. "Guess you lose track of time when you're having fun," Ritesh said. "Yeah, it’s been really nice, but really I have to go now. I hope you're not mad, I mean..." "I couldn't be mad with you even if I wanted to."
"I wouldn't want it to change anything." "I'm glad to hear that." Ritesh said, putting his hands on Manisha's arms. Manisha looked uncomfortable, but didn't pull away. Ritesh reached out a hand to stroke at Manisha's hair. Her eyes looked to the floor. He continued stroking her hair. "You are so incredibly beautiful," he whispered to her. They stayed like this for what seemed like an eternity to me, as Ritesh traveled his fingers over the blade of her naked shoulders and blew gently over it. Manisha closed her eyes as he moved closer to her. She gulped as he kissed her neck. It was a light kiss...a tender kiss, but her entire body tightened, still hesitant, not sure how she was to respond. His hand rested on her waist. She sensed he wished to kiss her lips and she turned her head away. He didn't seem concerned or worried. He gently led her and sat her on the bed. Then, kneeling down in front of her, he moved his hand up her leg, caressing the soft flesh in his hand. "Ooh!" She flinched, squirming slightly at his touch. While rubbing my wife's feet, Ritesh let his hands slowly move up, so he was massaging her calves. Manisha sank back in the bed and closed her eyes. When he reached above her knee, Manisha straightened and said, "Whoa, better watch where your hands go." "I know exactly where my hands are." Ritesh said. "That's the problem. You're just trouble." "I know." Ritesh leaned forward and started kissing Manisha's foot. She just giggled at that. His lips moved up, sucking her calf and then behind her knee. She sank deeper on the bed, her breathing getting deeper. While he sucked on the back of her knee, Ritesh slipped a hand up Manisha's thigh and it disappeared under her dress. Manisha caught her breath and opened her legs just a little wider. She was gripping o the pillow sheet and it clearly took a lot of effort for her to stop Ritesh before he reached the hem of her dress. "C'mon, we really can't do this. You have to stop, Ritesh." Manisha said, clearing her throat. There was not much contention in her voice. Her tone told a different story than her words. "It's so hard to not touch you every time I see you." Manisha looked flustered, like arguing was getting harder. "Someone could show up here at any time. Do you want to get caught?" Still kneeling in front of Manisha, Ritesh reached up and touched her face, ran his fingers through her hair. "We really should stop this. We shouldn't be doing this anyway." Manisha said breathlessly. Ritesh was now back on his feet and gently pulled my wife’s hand, drawing her into his arms. "Do you want me to stop?" "I..."
Ritesh pulled her face close to his lips her, "Should I stop?" Ritesh leaned forward and kissed her. I thought I nearly passed out, because Manisha didn't push him anyway. In fact, after a brief pause, Manisha leaned forward and kissed him back! "God help me. No..." she said. Soon she was putting her arms around him and they kissed deep and passionately. Ritesh lifted the edge of her skirt up her waist. She opened her eyes again, and watched as his breath caressed the satin of her panties. She was exposed. Ritesh continued pulling the skirt along her hips. Then he reclined back slightly, looking at her naked hips and legs, and the beautiful satin in the tender area between her legs. He wasn't saying a word, yet his expression and attention conveyed an appreciation of her beauty. It was pure adoration, and like any object of unspeakable beauty, he seemed afraid to touch it lest he ruined it somehow. Ritesh then outstretched his hand and Manisha took his hand and moved to him, revealing her exposed panties as she let herself be led onto the bed. She didn't seem to wonder what he was to do to her. She seemed to want to let go, and let this man do to her as he wished. Whatever he chose. He continued to hold her hand and he sat her to the table in front of the window. He then proceeded to unzip her skirt and let it fall to the floor as he lifted her by the waist onto the table. Ritesh knew I was just behind and wanted me to witness his victory from real close. Manisha rested there with her legs hanging freely on the side of the table as his hand moved up her arm, round her shoulders and onto her face. He then took her arms and lifted them over her head. Her hands now hanged loose and her chest arched towards him. Slowly he opened her dress, one button at a time, revealing her white soft body, covered only by her bra. He then moved his hand to her right shoulder and slipped off the strap of her bra, and repeated the process on the left side. All the while, Manisha didn't break the shared gaze with Ritesh. The bra fell down her body, exposing her bare, creamy breasts and nipples. She lay in front of him, now wearing only her satin panties. Ritesh seemed in awe, and offered no spoken word. Manisha's lips quivered as Ritesh trailed his finger smoothly over her breast. He didn't move his gaze or his body... just his finger. It moved from the top of her breast, along the side, and underneath. He moved it slowly inward, covering every centimeter of flesh with his fingertip. Still, his eyes never left hers. Her body jumped with sensitivity, holding the potential for orgasm just from his delicate touch. She opened her lips, and let her breath flow freely. But Manisha didn't break her gaze with Ritesh as he moved the finger between her breasts, up her chest. Her left nipple pointed upwards, appearing to ache for its turn at the touch, her breast pulsating with the anticipation of his finger. She bit her lip as his finger traced its way to the left nipple. Manisha cried her first moan of ecstasy as his mouth moved between her breasts, licking the glistening flesh with his slow, writhing tongue. His mouth then closed on her erect left nipple. For a long moment he continued loving her breasts. He kissed slowly, licked tenderly, and rubbed his face gently into them. Manisha was moaning. The quiet decent housewife was vocally responding to Ritesh's touch. She moaned at the attention to her body that had overpowered anything she could resist. Ritesh was now kissing her softly, slowly over her breasts and stomach. His hands lovingly caressed her as they slid up and down her legs. He paid attention to every part of them as well. Kissing and touching her legs as if he didn't understand them and needed the touch to discover her. He moved to her ankles, her feet, and her arms. He loved her as if her elbows and shoulders excited him as much as her breasts and vagina. Nobody had ever loved a woman like this. No man ever seemed to get past a woman's obvious attributes and appreciate her so completely. "Aahhh!" Manisha moaned with each tender placement of his lips, outstretching her legs as far as they could on the table. She breathed low, long moans as he worked his lips on her legs. His fingers softly caressed her feet and ankles as he kissed her shins. Ritesh kissed her knees, tickling underneath with his tongue. His hands moved up her thighs in long, smooth strokes. She was so close... so close to liberation. His hand moved up between her legs, palming the delicate area covered by her panties. His lips moved up her dripping thighs, and Manisha finally moved her hands. She rested them on his head, inviting him up higher ...patiently waiting for his lips to reach her panties. Her chest heaved as his first kiss pressed against the satin. A wonderful burst of energy glowed beneath the fabric, patiently waiting to be filled and loved. She wanted him. She wanted him inside her. "Ritesh..." she could say his name now. She slid her fingers under the panty straps, and slowly slid them down her legs. Ritesh took over from her and dropped the satin panties onto the floor. She glazed over with pleasure as she watched Ritesh removing his clothes, sliding his briefs down to expose his cock. She lay there, completely naked and helpless before the erect man. "Oh, Ritesh!" He guided his cock inside her and gave a rapid thrust. He then pulled out of her slowly, watching her eyes as she received the pleasure he gave her and knowing she was watching him as she received it. Ritesh continued the gentle penetration of her, gently thrusting, apparently gaining inspiration from the increasing arousal of his lovely partner beneath him. His cock plunged deeper, more powerfully into her. Manisha reached up her hand and massaged his chest, stroking the short hairs scattered across him. Their eyes remained locked on each other as their moans joined in harmony. She moved her hands to his hips, feeling the power of his body driving into her. Manisha cried out and her body flinched as he shot his load inside her. It was an ecstatic flinch. It was a flinch of digging her fingernails into his hips and tightening her body as if she would explode if she didn't. Her eyes closed as if wondering if Ritesh could ever understand how incredible he was making her feel. She was a woman. From his lovemaking. From his patient, dedicated lovemaking. In one fleeting moment, I remembered about Manisha's dream, it had awakened her passion so that in the end caused her to break her own promise of fidelity. Her animal instincts triggered within her every woman's most secret desire… the urge to be filled and stretched by a dominant male's huge organ. Ritesh was the proverbial alpha male who seek and planted his seed in the most attractive female he could find.
The moment Ritesh had Manisha alone, he seduced her in less than no time. It was mother nature helping the most important seduction of all, leading a beautiful attractive female in the path of a handsome, well-hung, virile male as part of a sensual dance that led to sexual union.

Everything that had happened over the last couple of months had set the scene for this, the final big show.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

HIS VICTORY, MY LOSS

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My wife Neeta planned a weekend trip with two of her friends and their husbands to a resort out of Bangalore. I had met her friends before-- Neha, a very sexy 28 year old with a good figure and Sunita, slightly plump but still very sexy. Neeta, my wife, is absolutely stunning. Last year she gave birth of our only son Tuhin. I did not know either of the husbands Sunil, Neha’s husband, nor Amit, Sunita's husband. Sunita and Neha worked with Neeta so they were familiar to me. We checked into the resort in the evening and got ready for dinner at the resort disc. Neeta and her friends chatted with me and the other husbands but somehow I felt out of place. I noticed Sunil paying more attention to my wife than I was comfortable with. Even flirting with her and my wife seemed to like it. While talking his hand would always rest just above her knee on the inside of her thigh. Neeta seemed not to mind, so I said nothing. When he asked her for a dance, she was more than eager and had no qualms with a hot number rubbing her body to his and they moved to the far side of the floor on a slow song, past the crush of bodies swaying and writhing to the music. I couldn’t see them and felt uncomfortable and also excited in a strange manner imagining my wife with another guy. Sometime later I went to the men’s room. From my cubicle I could hear Sunil telling Amit, “Neeta’s looking hot, I wish l could fuck her tonight.”
Amit said, “She’s married and with her husband around?“ Sunil laughed, “Who says you can’t fuck a married woman! Haven’t I fucked your wife?” “You bastard, “ Amit replied. I was shocked, frightened and strangely excited. I had to get Neeta out of here. She would have no idea about any of what he had heard. When I asked Neeta to come out she said, “Don’t be ridiculous Sanjay, I’m enjoying myself. Go and have some rest if you’re not feeling well “ I couldn’t tell her what I had heard in the men’s room; the last thing I wanted was to cause a scene with so many people around. I decided to go to our room and lie down, and decide what to do. I ordered a bottle of scotch from room service, deciding to get hammered. Of course nothing would happen, if the man tried, Neeta would slap his face. She wasn’t like that. She had never been unfaithful in all our 6 years of marriage. Before marriage was, of course, a different story. I took my drink onto the room’s balcony and sat looking out at the city’s lights. I decided to wait for an hour or so and rejoin the party. I must have dozed off because the next thing I remember, I heard voices outside of the door. One was Neeta, the other a man’s voice. I jumped up, and for some unexplainable reason, decided to hide. I closed the balcony door leaving the curtain slightly open so that I could see inside the room, just then the bedroom door opened. Neeta came in followed by Sunil.
“He’s not here “she said, “Thanks for coming to look for him with me. That was sweet of you Sunil.”
“Happy to help “Sunil replied. Neeta went and stood in front of the dressing table mirror and to my horror I saw Sunil lock the door. Neeta, looking in the mirror, slid her lipstick across her lips. She lit a cigarette and turned to face Sunil. Sunil was standing very close, a smile on his face. “That was nice what you did in the elevator Neeta.“ “You mean this?” she replied, and pecked him on his lips. “Well that and the other thing too,” he said. “Do it again for me.” Neeta smiled at him and held her dress raised it until I could see her stocking tops. Sunil looked down between her legs, then leaned to his right and slid his hand onto her stocking thigh. Neeta’s face looked mesmerized as she allowed Sunil to slide his hand all the way up her thigh. “Lift it higher Neeta,” he said. She did, I could now clearly see her thong, and so could Sunil. I watched as my wife closed her eyes and Sunil cupped her pussy with his hand. She moaned loudly as I saw Sunil’s arm moving in and out, I imagined the man had his fingers inside her pussy, fingering her. With his other hand he undid the strap holding her dress on her right shoulder. The dress fell down exposing Neeta’s right breast and nipple, which was clearly aroused. His fingers pulled and twisted her nipple sending tremors through her body. She was moving her hips in time to his fingers, pushing back at him. “We should go Sunil, the others,” Neeta whispered. “It’s ok, my wife must be having fun with Amit with Sunita watching.” “What!” said Neeta, shocked. “Its ok Neeta. We have been fucking each others’ wives for some time. It’s only you who was not included.” Saying this he roughly kissed her. My wife opened her crimson lips, accepting Sunil’s tongue to lick and slide inside. His hand left her breast and started to undo his belt and pants. His pants fell to the floor along with his boxers exposing the longest cock I had ever seen. It wasn’t fully erect yet but was already longer and thicker than mine. I was horrified; my wife was going to be fucked with that monster. It would hurt her, I was sure. Sunil began to slide Neeta’s panties down her thighs, “Take them off,” he said and she obediently removed them to expose her wet pussy to him. Sunil asked “after the birth of your son did you and your husband started fucking. She said no …not yet but I think my pussy is ready. I watched, fascinated, the thought that my beautiful little wife was going to be fucked by his huge cock made hot and horny, I had my cock out and started stoking myself. Sunil’s hand returned to her now very wet pussy, his fingers immediately slipping inside her making her moan loudly. Neeta spread her legs wider and squatted slightly to allow her lover better access to her cunt. Sunil took her head in his hands he kissed her again, moving forward to let the tip of his un circumcised cock stroke across her thigh. Still kissing her, Sunil took his cock in his hand and slid it across her pussy lips, Neeta moaned into his mouth, I could see her slide her tongue past her crimson lips and search for her lovers tongue. She held his arm as if to urge him to touch her again. “I’m going to fuck you” he grunted at her, “I’m going to fuck you and cum in you”. Sunil pulled his foreskin back exposing the large purple mushroom head and positioned it at the entrance of my wife’s tight but very wet cunt. I saw him push forward; the head forced itself in, folding my wife’s pussy lips in with it. He pulled out again and rubbed it along her lips again. “Oh Christ Sunil, that’s fucking wonderful when you do that” I had never heard my wife use language like that before. Suddenly Neeta pulled back removing Sunil’s cock from her pussy “ Let me lick this dirty cock ” saying this she knelt before him and took his cock coated with her juice into her mouth and they both moaned. This was hot and something she had never done with me. She licked for some time and got up “ok Sunil lets fuck ” Sunil pushed again, this time with a hand on Neeta’s bottom to hold her in place. I could practically hear a pop as the mans huge cock opened my wife’s cunt, I saw with excitement the cock head disappear inside my wife’s body. Neeta was looking down between her legs, looking where they were joined; she had a strange look on her face, a very dirty grin. She slid her hands onto Sunil’s bottom and lifted her right leg, hooking it on his hip. This made her open a bit more and as Sunil pushed, more of his cock slid into her. She was kissing him again, he started to fuck into her, short stabs, pulling out and pushing further in. She was kissing his neck now; Sunil’s only intention was impaling this little slut on his cock. He sucked her tongue, licked her lips, anything to make her wetter and open up for him. Loud moans were coming from deep within her, Sunil was grunting every time he pushed into her.
“Aaaahhhhhhhhhh…” he grunted, “I’m all the way in you now.” “Christ how you’re sooo fucking tight.” Sunil was cursing now with every thrust, and Neeta could only hang on as her body was pushed up against the table from the fucking she was getting from this man. She lifted her other leg and wrapped it round his waist, she started humping her hips sliding herself up and down this beautiful cock that was very soon going to bring on her orgasm. Watching my wife getting fucked by another man had me hot and my own cum was now covering my hand, as my wife’s ankles crossed behind Sunil’s waist. He was now holding her tight to him, his huge strong arms completely wrapped round her. Her bare breasts jumped up and down at every thrust. Sunil leaned down to bite her breast and she screamed with the pain as he bit and sucked. Sunil was close now. Neeta grunted and moaned as her orgasm washed through her, her lips on his, kissing, tonguing him, giving herself to him. All the time the hard cock fucking her, they kissed through her orgasm. Sunil gripped her tighter, he released an animal growl from deep within himself. I saw his buttocks clench, the muscles contracting as the sperm flowed out of his hard cock deep into my wife’s tight wet cunt. Sunil thrust inside her three more times, making sure all his semen was gushing into her. Then he held her tight, his cock still buried deep. I could see where their pubic hair was matted together with their combined cum. I watched as my wife’s lovers cum started to leak out past the base of the softening cock. They kissed deeply, passionately, like lovers. They stayed locked together for what seemed like hours, kissing, Sunil making slow fucking movements in and out of her, more and more of his cum leaking out and dripping onto the carpet. The cum was running down her leg onto her stocking top. She looked down as Sunil wiped the sticky end of his cock on her pubic hair. Neeta cupped her hand between her legs to stop flowing his thick cum and went into the bathroom. Sunil dressed himself and waited for her. She sat at the dresser and fixed her make up, then I watched them kiss one last time and leave. I couldn’t believe what had just happened, I had just watched another man fuck my wife and liked it. I washed myself and went down to join the others, thinking of getting even. I walked down to the hall where they sat chatting and smoking and Neeta was drinking. Sunil sat close to her. “Here you are darling,” she said, kissing my lips. I could smell Sunil’s cum on her lips.
“Drink my friend?” Sunil handed me a large scotch, a look of victory on his face
(END)

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[Ramesh_Rocky]

Bus Journey Ended On Bed

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It was chill evening at Pune when I was traveling to Hyderabad. I was trying for train ticket to Hyderabad but did not get it due to heavy rush. So I decided to go by Bus. I also noticed one lady in age of 30-35 years with one baby aged about 2 years, trying for ticket with TC and we both saw each other doing desperately to get berth. But due to heavy rush, we both did not get it. She went to a teashop to have tea with her baby. I also walked. While trying with TC, we both saw each other many times so I just smiled when she saw me coming to canteen. She did not do anything, as she must be upset. I reached near and said " Hello. So you are also going to Hyderabad"

First she was silence for minute and then told " Yes and you". " I am too. Now thinking to go by bus," I told her. She asked me about the bus journey. I told her about the bus and told her that there are luxury buses and it will be comfortable. Since her visit to Hyderabad was necessary, she was looking bit confused to decide to go by road. We finished the tea. Finally she told that she would like to go by Bus since there was no option and she was with her baby. We all came out and took auto to go bust stand. We both were carrying one suitcase only. On the way she asked me about myself. I informed her that I shifted to Hyderabad one year back from Pune and came here to attend function in friend's family. She was bit relaxed knowing that I am married and 50 years old. She also introduced herself. She, 35 married and her husband is working in Hyderabad. She was in Pune for an interview for a job in company in its branch office at Hyderabad.


We reached Bus stand and we booked tickets with travel office for Hyderabad bus. We finished our dinner too and we both were relaxed and started talking on various subjects. She was wearing salwar Kameez and was very slim and attractive. At 09:00 pm bus also arrived and we sat on our seat. She took window and I sat on aisle sit. She was very nice and intelligent. She was also impressed with my knowledge and thoughts. Bus left Pune city and it was speeding. Everyone started sleeping and light was put off. She started to breast feed her baby. I got one or two glimpse of her heavy breasts while she was feeding her baby. Her nipples ware dark in colors and very thick in size with big areolas around them. She was carrying her baby that means her breasts must be full with milk. I tried to take off dirty thought from my mind.


She was touching me and I was feeling strange. Though no thoughts were in mind, it was bit feeling to have very attractive lady with nice figure sitting beside you. She opened her hair, which was coming on my face. She was looking out of window seeing shining stars and moon in dark night. She realized that her hair is disturbing me. She told me sorry and tied her hair. She requested me to take her suitcase out so that she can have shawl. I removed her suitcase from upper rack and helped her to open her suitcase. There was strange feeling as we both were very near and could have each other smell. She took shawl and wrapped around her body with her sleeping baby. Due to road journey we were touching each other. We both were silent for an hour. She was falling on my shoulder and once she realized, she was feeling shy. She was trying to put her head on window. After two hours of journey, she told me about vomiting sensation she is feeling due to jerk. Also her head on window has also caused some problems due to vibration. I took out plastic bag and gave her. I also helped her to drink water. I took her baby from her while she was trying to be OK. Once she was okay, I told her to relax and not to rest her head on window. She also complained me about headache. I told her to try to have some sleep and I informed her that I could not sleep in any my bus journeys. I put my hand on her shoulder and put her head on my shoulder. She slept on my shoulder quietly.

I was massaging her shoulder slowly and also rubbing her forehead. Because of jerk, she was not comfortable on shoulder so I put her on my lap while her sleeping baby was in my hand. She just bent down and slept on my lap covering her in shawl. I put my hand her thigh and another hand on her head cutting her hair. It was so natural and spontaneous and there was no dirty feeling. But it was really strange experiences, which we both were feeling. I was feeling excitement and it was reflected in my body. I was feeling hot in cold weather and was sweating. Even I was feeling erection of my cock. I feared, she should not feel it as she was on my lap. She, without any thought, slept on my thighs but now I was really feeling awkward.

I was sure, my hard on will be felt and I was trying changing my position to hide it. Bus stopped for refreshment and everyone started getting down. She also woke up and while trying to get up, her cheeks rubbed with my hard cock. Her hair was also found pulled as it got bungled with my belt and pockets of jeans pant. I helped her pull her hair and accidentally, she put her hand in middle of my pant while getting up causing her hand to press my erect penis. She felt like shock and she was red with blush. To ease the situation, I asked her how she is feeling now. She told better. We both got down and went to Dhaba. There we had tea. She washed her face and refreshed herself. In that, all the time I was carrying her sleeping baby.

When bus started again, we sat on our seat in total silence. After while, I told her if she wishes to relax, she can sleep. Since there is no other seat available, I offered her to go in Driver cabin so as she can sleep in the seat. She thanked my gesture but told "It's okay" After half an hour traveling, she told me that she would like to sleep as she may feel uneasiness. She again slept on my lap. Bus was going on its speed and it was bit dark. I put my hand on her waist and was trying to sleep as I was also feeling slightly sleepy but was feeling warmness of her body. Her baby was sleeping on my other side. My right hand and the sit end handle were protecting the baby from falling. The three setters of the bus were very wide that’s why were not having much space problem.




I started massaging her waist and with another hand, again I was rubbing her forehead. My hand started moving from her waist to thighs. She had nice curve and I was aroused. I was rolling my hand all over her thighs on shawl to feel her soft but heavy thigh. She was also feeling something as there was no movement from her. I put my hand under the shawl and put hand on her bare waist inside her kameez. She suddenly got up as she felt my warm hand on her waist. I hold her waist tightly and put my lips on her lips. I started kissing her and pressing her waist. She was doing very slow resistance. She murmured, "what are you doing? " But I was kissing her.

Suddenly I put my hand on her back and started massaging her back. I told her "If you are feeling nice, let it be. It will be as it will make our journey interesting " " I am married and we do not know each other" She whispered.” That we will think after this journey. You just sleep and relax" I told her. I put her on my lap and she just slept on my thighs. I started moving my hand on waist and stomach. She was having very silky skin. I moved my hand till her boobs and pressed her boobs over bra. She moaned but I put my hand on her lips and started rubbing it. I was getting courage and moved my hand from her belly to her shalawar. I loosened her shalawar knot. She hold my hand to stop it but I inserted hand inside her shalwar placed it on her pussy over her panty. I then inserted my hand in her panty and touched her pubic hair. I started rubbing it and my hand was touching her pussy. It was so soft and very very warm.

I started doing that and with another hand, I put in her bra and started squeezing her boobs. It was going for hours and we both were enjoying. She was also feeling my hard on her face. Finally, she got courage and rolled her hand on middle of my jeans. She quietly opened the jip and put her hand inside. She explored my underwear and put her hand inside. She took out my erect penis from the pant. She started moving her hand and playing with that. I never imagined that I would have so exciting experience where I would be enjoying very nice female and she would play with my penis and that too in bus. Because of darkness and also since it was shawl, no one can imagine what was going on. After 10 minutes, I felt her wetness and few moments later, I filled her hand with my juices.

In near about 2-clock at night she sat on her seat steadily. Then she opened her breasts and signed to me. I saw that every one in the bus was sleeping. I slowly put my face on her solder and slowly downed my head and found her nipple. I started to suck her slowly. Immediately milk was started to coming on my mouth. It was very very warm and slightly sweet. After sucking it for 5 minutes or more suddenly the bus stopped and I removed my head from her nipple. The bus started again and she again signed me to come. I drained every drop of her warm and sweet breasts milk. In complete journey we enjoyed touching each other and exploring each other's body.




In the Morning, Bus reached Hyderabad city and in light, we saw each other. First, we felt ashamed but after few minutes she started smiling. We both got down from the bus stand. I asked her where she wants to go. She was going in other place but she was looking to me. Because she took Bus she was late so she has informed her husband to go for work and not to wait for her. We both were standing to say goodbye to each other. I, with courage asked whether I can accompanied her as since it was 10am, I was also can not go office for that day. Without awaiting her answer, I lifter her suitcase and we both headed to catch auto. In auto we both were silent but understanding each others need.

We reached her house and found her husband was not there. She opened the door with her key and we both entered inside. It was lovely house and was well decorated. I complimented her for keeping house matching with her beauty. I hugged her tightly. She told me though she is feeling something wrong but she is enjoying too. Then she was started to breast feed her baby. I become very excited while she was breast feeding her baby. The taste of her soft nipple and worm hot milk kept coming back on my mind again and again. In the middle of her feeding I just kissed her for long and took her to a sofa forcefully. Her baby was started to cry because the nipple was pulled off from her mouth.

She requested me to take a bath first while she will complete feeding her baby but I told her to take it later. I told her that I can’t wait right now. Because we both were need of something else, I broke our shyness and I told her "Main aapko chudna chahata hoon. Let's make love "


I removed her kameez and opened her bra totally. I knew she was having nice firm but soft boobs, but when I saw those again I was very happy. I was pressing one boob and sucking another boob. Her baby was still crying. Slowly I removed her shalwar too. " Mujhe pata nahin kyon par bahut achcha lag raha hai." She was moaning. I took her panty out. I took my cloth off and threw her on sofa. I took her both legs on my shoulder. She closed her eyes expecting what was going to happen. " Main aapke choot main ghusane ja raha hoon " I told her. She just opened her eyes. " aap to gande word bhi bol sakate hain " I put my weight on her She hold me by locking my back with her both hands. Her legs were on my shoulder. I put my lund on her wet cunt and with one forceful stroke, inserted my lund deep inside her cunt. I kissed her and kissed her all over her neck. She was also nailing my back. I put my both hands on her both boobs. Squeezing her boobs, I started pumping her. Closing her eyes, she was responding wildly. I was fucking her on sofa. After stroking her for few minutes, I removed both her legs from my shoulder, bent it on her knees and put it on her stomach so as her knee was touching her boobs. I lifted her buttocks and put my lund inside. Now I was ramming her cunt by hitting her buttocks .I could do with force by holding her. She started moaning and lifting her buttocks. I was mad anyway seeing her fair and sift buttocks. I fucked her for another few minutes.
Suddenly I turn her. Her back was so good and I kissed her and rolled my tongue all over her back. I put her stomach on sofa and inserted my lund from rear. She was holding sofa handle with her hand. She spread both her legs as much as she can and was resting on sofa corner. I was stroking her. I was resting on her back putting my both hands on her boobs and was fucking her like wild animal. I was near to jerk my all juice inside her. She had her orgasm as her cunt was totally wet.

I removed my lund and told her to lay on her back. On floor keeping her legs straight. I also slept on her locking her leg with my leg. I put my lips on her lips. Her boobs were pressed against my chest. I inserted my lund in her cunt again. I was started fucking her by rubbing my body with her body. She was in ecstasy. She told me that this is very unique experience for her. I was rubbing her body with my body as I was moving up and down on her. Her boobs were getting rubbed badly with my chest and my lund was lifting her cunt rubbing it badly. My thighs were having friction with her thighs. My lips were also moving on her face. I increased my speed and she also responded by lifting her buttocks speedily. Now, I was just working over her body like express train. She was also lifting her body. I was removing my lund and then ramming again in her cunt by rolling my body on her body up and then coming down. With every stroke, my lund was lifting her cunt too. And then, I collapsed on her by throwing all my juices inside her. Her baby was still crying for milk and trying to take her mother’s attention. We were breathing too heavily so we relaxed like that for 15 minutes. We decided to take bath together and stay for lunch. After the lunch we had another quick fuck session for 15 minutes and then I came out from her house. (end)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

HAPPY ENDING

PART1
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I am Srikanth Rao, aged 29, working as a Human resources Manager in a MNC. Three years back when my parents arranged my marriage, I was not interested in marriage and told them to leave me free for at least another two years so that I could settle financially. But my parents forced me to just see the girl. I caught a flight from Chennai to Hydrabad. I went to see Vidhya Rao along with my family. When I saw her I was totally dumb founded. She has more resemblances of actress TAMANNA BHATIA. She is 5'7"; her muscular body with extravagant curves is matching to her allied child like face. The dimple over her cheeks while she smiled made me crazy. Unlike the actress she had two well shaped orbs over her chest and she had a butt length soft silky hairs. She was 20 and just out of her collage. I immediately said yes to my parents. In two months we were married. During that period I used to talk to her in phone. All I could know about her is she is a shy character and less spoken.

On the first night of the marriage it self I stripped her. I was aroused to hilt when I saw her nudity. She had a well toned body. Orbs of her boobs were more spherical. She had a good thick muscular thighs yet smooth and silky. Waist and hip curve was maddening. She cried in pain as I entered her and tore her hymen. She was a pure virgin. Next few days she denied for the fuck. Slowly I molded her in to the world of sex. When her vagina got acclimatized with invading tool, she started to enjoy the sex. We decided not to have babies before another three years, so that we could enjoy the fucking. Vidhya and I moved to our Chennai home after 12 days of our marriage. Vidhya is a good home maker. She had an acute interest in keeping her home fashionable and artistic. We had a Hercules shopping session before she got our home set. Vidhya is a good cook too and she enjoyed cooking. Our first two years were honeymoon. I always liked my shy wife's tight cunt, it didn't seems to loose its properties even after a three years of fucking. But our frequency of fucking became reduced. It could be once in four days and slowly became a week.

The trouble started when I found her not responding as she used to while I fuck her. It had been a few months now. She used to simply lay there with a small hug over my shoulders and allows me to penetrate. Her kisses to me were not the same one I used get from her. When I asked her she simply told that she is fine. But I could feel that she is indifferent.

Once in a Sunday, I was searching for an old collage day group photo of our department. I ransacked everything in our bed room. My wife has gone out for the market. At last I opened the small safe in our cupboard. It was always used by her and I never had an access to that. I found her jewelry and few bundles of currencies. I searched thoroughly and ran over a strip of pills. I casually took it and looked at it and shocked. Those were contraceptive drug. She has no requirement to use that, since I always used a condom. I was confused and I simply walked out after keeping everything in place. I went to our balcony and smoked thinking about it. Why at all my wife should use a contraceptive pills. At first I convinced myself that she could have bought it in earlier times, but the truth struck me like a thunderbolt as the date of manufacture of those pills were recent. I could not think my wife could be an adulteress. She is too shy woman to do that and she is my lovely wife, who loved me a lot.

I kept my cool and decided to have a thorough investigation. I dare not to ask her straightly as that could break our marriage if is she is innocent. When she reached back to home, I retired to the TV while she cooked our lunch. During our lunch I asked her, "Vidhya! Are you not feeling home alone, when I am at my work?" She told smiling, "What to do? I have to be alone. I can't join you in your office" I slowly told her, "Why can't we have the baby soon? It's going to be three years now. You know our parents were already behind us. Why let us not give them their grand child?" she looked at me plainly and told sweetly, "Let us wait for another year" I asked, "Why?" she could not get a good reason, "Just like that. I think our honeymoon is not yet over" she tried to be seductive but she sounded awkward with out a reason. I pushed, "Ah! Honeymoon, you are forgetting that we are doing it once in a week nowadays and doing it just like duty" I don't wanted to blame her alone. She looked at me puzzled and told, "Why you got suddenly jumped in to it" I held my confident composure and told, "Nowadays you are looking bored, child could be solace to you" she smiled and told, "I want one more year for my husband before I going to my child" I left the topic without pressing too much.

I started out after the lunch. She asked were I am going and I replied that just for a smoke. I drove my car to the near by deserted play ground. I lit my cigarette and smoked thinking about her behavior with me. She had lost interest in sex with me. So, is there any possibility of her finding a new man? I could not think it even; my body trembled over that thought. She never worn any modern dresses she always preferred sarees and in few occasion salwar kameezs. Her child like face stopped me thinking her in that way. Even in sex she knew only the missionary position. I decided that something gone wrong with my understanding; Vidhya could never be a slut. I returned back home and we retired to bed she came near me and kissed me open mouthed and we had the sex. That is new for us making love in the afternoon. But what worried me was she looked unnatural, she compelled herself for it. She never wanted a rise a simple line of doubt I my mind. I decided to sleuth on her.

It was a holiday for me on a festival. She took bath early and made the breakfast and asked me to take bath soon and come along with her to the temple. I told her I am tired and wanted to take a little sleep more. She gave the coffee and left to the nearby temple. I know she could not return before couple of hours. I searched the cup board for some tell tale signs. No, nothing was there. At last I landed on our computer, I opened her log in and it was not opening. I tried two passwords. No it never give up. I know how much my wife is craze about her family, so I typed her sister's name and the system opened. I surfed through her folders, nothing and found nothing alarmed. Some favorite songs and her personal folders like her resume when she tried to take up a job. I set the folder options to show hidden folders. In the D/: drive inside a folder another folder opened named recipes. I opened it and found some folders containing recipes downloaded from net. Again I choose for the show files option and found another folder opening and I opened it. I could see few mpeg formats and I played it. I was dumbfounded to see extreme hardcore movies. And there were lot of pictures of naked men with erect cocks and all were monstrous. Pictures of hardcore sex in which women were being fucked by men with their enormous staffs and women sucking cocks were there. One thing was clear that my wife was fascinated by hard and large cocks. I further opened the images and shocked to find a nude picture of herself, she was posing for the camera in such a poses that no housewife would dare. It was clear that it was not taken by auto time setting but it was hand held. My mouth went dry. To whom she has posed in such a way. I wanted ask her immediately but changed my mind to find it myself.

It came to my mind in one occasion I saw her talking stealthily in her cell to someone and as she realized I am moving she ended the call and when I asked she told it was some wrong number and she cut off the call. Those days I had no doubt about her, so I didn't look at her phone for details. I decided to look at her phone and instantly knew that I could find nothing as she could have erased all details.

Later in a day I accompanied one of my friends to a hospital as his wife miscarried the child. He lived in the outskirts of Chennai. He made me a call and informed about his leave and I asked does he require any help in person, so he called me down there. As I reached there I found one of my college day girl friend is working as a doctor there. We had a brief chat and she inquired about my wife, "How is your wife now. Does she get cured of her irregular periods?" I asked, "What you are asking? How come you know her?" she replied, "She doesn't take advise from me but she did from my friend. She is working in an abortion clinic and few months back your wife came there for cleaning the spoilt fetus, she could not recognize me but I do. I have seen her in few occasions after your marriage. Srikanth! Let me be frank. I felt something too fishy about that. So I didn't disclose that I am your friend and never could ask her about you" I have to cover up, "No Avanthi! I knew she got aborted. I was on an official tour and told her to take someone along with her" She frowned, "Sorry Sri! I talked a blunder about your wife. I am sorry. Because many cases coming there are like collage girls got shot accidentally, woman got conceived through their extra marital or pre marital affairs. We give them cover up. " My heart sank in to me. Now everything became clear that my gorgeous wife is screwing around with someone and she got filled by that stranger's cum inside her cunt, which never happened to me. I never spilled naked inside her.

I now wanted that bastard who fucks my wife. I decided to take a divorce from her. But all I need was solid evidences to prove the adultery. I consulted a lawyer who deals in divorce, he advised me that either of them should confess that could be the only evidence or else I should have a solid proof about it.
The first thing I wanted to know was, who is that black sheep with whom my wife fucks all nude in my absence, in my home. I decided to take help from my club friend who is a security officer officer in Chennai security officer. I met him in the evening. He enquired what made me to take an emergency appointment with him. I blurted that I need a help from him solving a problem of my close relative as he has doubt over his wife's character. He asked me how he could help me in this case. I handed over my wife's cell number and asked him to get all incoming and outgoing call of that number with details of the frequently called numbers since last six months.

Three days passed and my security officer friend called me saying that he talked to the service provider's headquarter in Mumbai and could get the details I require. As I reached his office in person he handed over the documents he collected. I came to cabin and went through the document. From a particular number my wife had received calls often each having duration more than half an hour to one hour. And opened the other envelope to see who the black sheep is fucking my wife. The number told it is Satish and I slipped to papers and got the copy of his detail. My heart sank, he is a young man placed below me. My wife had met him in few occasions like our office family get to gather. They never talked so closely, how this could happen. The list told that my wife had also talked to him in many occasions, those were having brief duration. Now I got the black sheep. (TO BE CONTINUED)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

HAPPY ENDING (2ND PART)

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In office Satish is the coordinator cum software engineer. He had a system in his cabin plus he had his own laptop. I employed a man who is good in computers to break through Satish's laptop and get all the files. He enquired why and denied that could be dangerous and against companies law. I told him that I have few doubts over Satish that he is trafficking some information to our neighbor concerns. The man accepted and in Sathish's absence broke is password and copied the entire files from his laptop to the laptop which I given him. He handed over the piece to me. I went home, after dinner I went to my personal office room in my home and told my wife that I had to work for long hours and she can go to sleep. As she left I closed the door and opened the system. After a long search I could find the stuff which made my heart sank. There were photos of my wife striping naked and a couple of photos in which Satish was standing stark naked with his pelvis pushed forward with his hands over his hips and my wife on her knees sitting on her heels, sucking his monstrous cock. In an other still, he was standing behind my wife and kneading her boobs, my wife's head was thrown back as he kisses root of her neck. Few photos were taken while my wife was been kissed by her paramour with her legs wrapping around his waist and her arms around his neck, he was carrying her by supporting her voluptuous butts in his palms. Then came the real stuff, my wife was laying naked with her knees curled unto her boobs with her legs wide apart. He was on top of her with his body weight placed on his both hands placed on either side of her body. My wife was guiding his tool inside her cunt; his cock was half buried in it. She never did all those things to me. She never sucked my cock or caresses it. She never guided me in to her. The next one shows her getting fucked by Satish in doggy style in our very couch in drawing room while he held her hairs like rein. My wife's mouth was gaped and she was closing her eyes slightly tilting her head. The other was taken while he came over her cute face. She was closing her eye and gape her mouth as he shot his wads over her face and mouth. What a bitch she is? She cheated upon me, she is an out rate adulteress whore.

I sat there with my heart thumping like thunder. She was so good, she made my home and I loved her like anything before in my life. I lived seeing her child like face. I felt proud when my relatives praised her beauty and responsible nature. How she could turn in to promiscuous woman? How could she do that to me? She can't even suffer a slightest pain and she now gave me the pain of my life. What is there in Satish, other than his monstrous cock? I gave her a home. I am earning in lacks. I am a decent member of the society. She had received all pride and honor being my wife. What I am going to say my family? My head was going in round. I want her throat cut open. It is not going to be any good; I'll loose the respect which I command in society and I will ruin my own life. I planned to make her quit from my life. The thought itself brought tears in my eyes. I wept alone. After sometime I walked up to the room. I made no noise. I found my wife is not there and the balcony door was open. I slowly walked to the door and listened. She was talking to someone and I guessed it was Satish. She giggled like chiming bells in a low husky voice. He could have told something, she muttered, "Chee! Stupid" other end was not audible to me, I could only here her voices, "No not any more Satish. Don't ever try to bring him. I hate his stares at me" … "Yes! That day was different. You brought him to shoot us fucking. And you forced me to that; you want to watch me getting laid. I love you so much so I allowed him to fuck me"…"No! Not at all Satish"…."It's okay. Remember one thing Satish. I want only you fucking me. If you really want a threesome, I will abide this for last time. But don't bring that wimp. Get someone as large as you" …"Satish! We have to be careful. I think my husband had smelt something fishy. Don't show up for sometime. I will let you know when to come. If not, like before we can go to that resort. But threesome could not be there. It is not safe out. We can make it in our home" I walked out dejected. I thought she is in affair, but she had already made love to another man in front of her lover. I stayed in my room until she goes to sleep. I don't want to see her face.
Next day I made all arrangements to shoot her fucking. I brought a video camera, which is having high quality of picturisation and good zooming. I informed Vidhya that I am moving on a three days tour to Bangalore. I could see her eyes getting brightened. I was feeling bitterness in my throat as I saw her happy on the news. She came forward to pack my luggage as usual, but I denied and packed it myself. She asked me what had happened to me. I smiled and told that I should able to do few things myself. She saw me off as I boarded the taxi. I went up to little distance from my home and told the taxi to leave. The taxi driver looked at me puzzled. I walked back carefully and positioned my self on the terrace of my home. I had to wait for another hour and plus. Now I could see the car curving to our gate. At first Satish got down and followed by another young lad. They walked inside the portico and I waited for some time. I could her Vidhya opening the door for them. When I hear the door shut, I climbed down the stairs and walked to the side lawn and peeped inside the window. I could see Satish and my wife sitting closer on three seater couch and the other fellow on the single seater. Satish was wrapping his hands around her shoulder and they were talking something which could not hear. I switched on the camera and started to shoot the happening. My wife giggled at their talk and Satish pulled her face and kissed her open mouthed. The other man took position next to my wife and pulled her pallu off. He started to maul her boobs, while Satish kissed her. As Satish moved off his face, my wife pulled the other man's face and kissed him. Now both the men were kneading my wife's boobs each one. She was writhing in her couch, kicking her legs. I could not believe that Vidhya could do all this. They pulled my wife to stand and Satish hugged her from behind and the new man from front. My wife threw her left arm over the front man and right arm over Satish's ass. The new man was kneading my wife's boobs and Satish caressed her cunt over saree. (TO BE CONTINUED)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

HAPPY ENDING (LAST PART)

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My wife was sandwiched between both the men. The new man pulled the saree out of her and my wife co-operated him. Satish pulled away and allowed the new man to strip my wife. He undid her blouse and threw it over the couch. My wife hugged him and kissed him as he did it. He un-strapped her brassier and kneaded her naked boobs. He chewed her boobs and Satish joined him. My wife standing with her petti coat left on her body caressed the back of their heads as they both chewed her boobs. The new man undid the knot of her petti coat and it fell down. She was standing with her panty as they licked all over her body. The new man was biting her cunt over the panty and Satish chewed her boobs. I could make out that my wife was moaning heavily. The new man pulled her panty down and my wife stepped out of it. Her hair covered cunt was visible out. Satish from behind fingered her cunt and she threw her arms back and wrapped them around Satish's head. The new man told something and Vidhya started to remove his t-shirt. Then she undid his fly and the new man himself stripped him. I could clearly see his erected penis, which was wagging its head 9 inch away from his body. I could see my wife wondering on his cock and caressing his monster. Now Satish stripped himself naked, by the time the new man hugged and pressed my wife's naked body to his naked body. My wife threw her hands over his neck and chewed his lips as he caressed her naked butts. I didn't miss any thing. Now and often I zoomed my camera to her face and the men's face. Now Satish started to maul her boobs as my wife went on her knees in front of the new man. She pulled the fore skin of the new man's cock and kissed its head. Satish sat down along with her and fingered her cunt. The new man held my wife's hairs in bunch and pushed his cock deep inside her mouth. My wife accepted it by opening her mouth further. She bobbed her head and sucked his cock making her cheeks hallow. She sucked for few minutes and Satish came forward and offered his cock. She held the new man's cock in hand and jerked him as she sucked Satish's cock. My heart sank over the sluttish behavior of my wife. I just covered every detail. Now she was blowing their cocks in turn holding them in both the hands. They make her stand and pulled her to our bed room towards the stairs. I climbed the stairs from outside and reached the terrace. The jumped in to balcony without making noise and slightly opened the window pane and could see my wife blowing the new man's cock. Now I could hear them. Satish was yelling, "Suck his cock dry whore, and suck his cock dry" my wife was sucking the new man's cock with making Hmmm sounds. They pulled my wife on bed as she moaned continuously. She stood on four kneeling and placing her hands on bed. Satish plunged his cock inside her mouth and the new man took position at her rear. Satish told the new man, "Ravi! Slam the slut's cunt. She is cock hungry" Ravi held his tool and tried to plunged it in. my wife turned her head and held his cock and guided it in to her cunt. She groaned as he entered, "Aaaw! What a size Ravi" and Ravi yelled, "Oh bitch! What a tight cunt. It is clasping like a vice around my tool." He started to fuck her from behind as Satish fucked her head. She was moaning and chattering all through. They changed the position and Satish plunged his tool and Ravi fucked my wife's mouth. They pulled my wife down on the bed on her back. Satish told, "Ravi! Show how good you're at fucking. She will give herself totally surrendered as and when required" Ravi asked my wife, "Open your cunt slut." She obeyed him and curled her knees unto her boobs and opened her legs apart. Ravi plunged his tool inside as she groaned, "Aaaww God! Ravi! Please stay home to-night.. I need much more from you. God! you are better than Satish" he fucked her as her boobs sloshed all around. He held them and squeezed hard as my wife shrieked in ecstasy. Satish offered his cock to her mouth as Ravi fucked her. She seemed to be in heaven as they fucked her. Her head flailed side to side as Ravi plunged his cock deeper and faster. Ravi gone rigid and fucked fast as my wife yelled, "Faster Ravi faster".
She was bucking her butt up with every thrust. He suddenly pushed deeper and stayed there throwing his head back. She wailed in pleasure as her lover shoot his cum deeper. I stood and shot as her tits bounce and wave as he drove her through another strong orgasm. Her tits moved in unison and in circles as he fucked her. He was chewing her lips as he is consuming her. As he finished Satish mounted my wife. He rammed himself completely inside her and she groaned loudly as her body rocked from the intrusion. He started fucking furiously as my wife sucked the other man's cock. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders and he moved his strong arms beneath her. They tongue kissed passionately while he continued to thrust inside her. When he let out her mouth, he thrust into her harder and she let out a torrent of moans and screams. "Oh God Satish fuck me. Your dick is so big. I love having it inside me." It was my nightmare. She moaned with him and caresses his back with her palm as she wailed "Oh God your cock feels so good." Her legs were flopping up and down with his movements. Her bangles and silver anklets were chiming. Her body shuddered aggressively beneath him along with moans, whimpers and sweet whispers. He caught her ankles and spread her legs wider and continued to fuck her. The other man plunged his in side her mouth and Vidhya sucked it willfully. Satish fucked her with more pace and she shrieked, "Sati Darling I am coming. Make it faster" He plunged in faster and tightens his ass cheeks. My wife hissed as his seed filled her.

As they got tired they lay side by side on the bed. Both the men were caressing her entire body and she caressed their cocks. Satish told her, "Didn't I tell you Vidhya, see how you enjoyed" Vidhya smiled at him and kissed the other man. Satish got up and walked to the wash room and Vidhya hissed to the other man, "Ravi! Take my number. I will call you to-morrow. My husband will be back after three days. You can stay here until then" As Satish entered they stopped. Satish took his handy cam and shot as Ravi fucked her once again. I had enough and I left the place carefully and went to my lawyer. He made all arrangements and gave the papers.

I came home and found the car has left. As I horned the calling bell, I could hear my wife calling, "Who is this?" I told, "Open Vidhya I am back" she stood there opening the door and I could make out that she was frightened. I asked, "What happened?" She told, "Nothing. You told you will be back after three days. It's a sweet surprise" I told her, "I have another sweet surprise for you Vidhya" I threw the papers on the tea-poy. "What's that" she enquired. I told, "See it for your self" As she opened the papers I could see her face going cold and she looked at me unbelieving it. She broke in to tears and asked, "Why? Why this divorce?" I told, "At least you could be faithful to your lovers" she looked bewildered I threw the snaps I collected from Satish's laptop and the CD which I made now. I told, "That was the previous souvenir and the morning love session is in that CD. I shot it myself" she looked at me dejected, "You saw all of that" she broke and slapped her face with both hands continuously. She rammed her head over the tea poy. She begged weeping, "Forgive me. Please forgive me. I am not that sort of woman. Satish seduced me. I never liked to be like this. My character never would allow me to do this. He did something I became his slave. Forgive me. I should have told you the first instance when he made the move, but I feared you could not take it. It's my fault. God! I am ruined. What will I say my parents? Please forgive me. Let's go back to Hyderabad. I won't do it any more. Please forgive me" I stood there in silence and told, "I cannot forgive Vidhya. You have to quit. I am never mentioning any adultery in the divorce, it is mentioned "mutual" you sign it and walk off. I am neither paying any compensation" she looked horrible. After few months we got the divorce. My heart sank as I saw her packing her things. She walked off and stood. She turned to me and told, "I always loved you. I … I… had made to be like that by him. I am sorry" she wept, "I thought it is my home and all finished like a nightmare. I love you still and good bye" I wept in my bed for another three days. Satish ditched her instantly after the divorce. Vidhya never turned back to her parents; I feared she would have committed suicide. I fixed Satish and threw him out of the concern. He loathed around without job. Whenever he reached an office I influenced them to throw him away.

After years I met Prema, my new recruit. She fell in love with me and proposed me on a dinner. I narrated the entire story to her and told her I am not in position to marry any one. She was stubborn. She was always around me. I still advised that she is too young for me. Once she attempted to give her life off. I had to compromise and we married. Prema was my solace. She quit the job and made our home. She gave birth to male child the next year. First time in my life I ever came to know what a female could do to her husband. Prema loved me a lot. I am her everything. By the time I had became GM. Money flowed in and our life flourished.

Few months back, when we went for a purchase I saw Vidhya. Every thing has gone out of her. Her beauty had no trace. She got tanned. Her husband was standing behind her, she held a one year child in her hand. Poverty was painted all over her body. She looked at me and my beautiful young wife. Her lips curled to a weep and she stifled it. My heart sank and I never shown her to my wife.

I could not rest in peace. The comparative image of my wife Vidhya and the present Vidhya came to my mind. I could not stop tears rolling down my cheek. I thought I should have given compensation to her. Three days later I got a call from unknown number, as I attended it, I immediately know who that is. She pleaded for an appointment. I informed my wife she coolly told me to meet her. Vidhya met me in my office. She wept silently, "I came just to make an apology. I have faced the life at its worst. I miss you when my drunkard husband slaps me. I could never remember anything like that with you. Even when you saw me committing adultery, you behaved like a gentleman. I got married only for the sake of security not for my bodily needs. That animal Satish ditched me. I am happy that you made that bastard's life miserable. I am happy you have a family. I will never come back into your life and I never could. I shattered your faith on me. I had been cruel to my good husband. I will live with those sweet memories of our marriage. Thank you, I am leaving." I stopped her, "Vidhya! I enquired about you soon after I saw you that day. I came know about everything. I am sorry to say this. You have already had a broken marriage, and now a horrible marriage. Please leave him. Take a job and try to bring up that child" she turned and muttered, "Who will ever give me a job. I am a graduate still I couldn't get a decent job." I told, "I will give" she looked at me in surprise. I signed a five lakh check to her. She denied I compelled and remembered her that I haven't given her compensation. She told, "I don't deserve a compensation for what I did to a gentleman" I pushed and she took it. Later she abandoned her husband and took the job what I offered through my friend. I never tried to meet her. But I know she is fine. On our every marriage anniversary we receive an unnamed bouquet waiting at out door steps and it always smelt "Vidhya". (END)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

DRIVER KI BIWI KO SULAAYA

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My driver who has been with me for over ten years, died one night in his sleep, leaving behind his widow of 32 and two children, both less than 5 years old. He had put on over 20 kgs in a year and was having high cholesterol and high b.p. I took him to the best of doctors, but he could not get his weight down. After the funeral I went to his house and while giving them Rs.10,000, told his wife to contact me if she needed anything.


Two weeks later I had a call from her wanting to see me. I asked her to come the same evening. She turned up around 5 and I was a bit surprised to see her composed. "What is it Sulochana" I asked. She wanted work. She had passed her 12th and had done her 1st year in BA when she got married. So she was literate.

I own a 4 bedroom flat in Malad and in the same building have a one bedroom flat which I use as my office.
I thought I can use her for office work and also as my housekeeper, and in the process take care of her children.

She shifted next morning and I gave her a room to stay, told her, her work and asked her to bathe and come to work in the office. When she came in I saw that she was almost in tatters. Asking her to come with me, I took her to the market and bought her ten lovely saris, ready made blouse, and her inner garments. She was happy. I asked her if she minded wearing bindhi again. She did not. So besides that, I bought her all that a woman likes to wear, including a few shades of lipstick, eye shadow, bangles, and two large gold earrings.

When we reached home, I asked her to dress properly and come back to work. When she came an hour later, I wasn't able to take my eyes off her. She is around 5'4", buxom, and with a pair of two lovely melon shaped breasts. Her full lips now painted with lip gloss and her general make up, roused the man in me. She stood there, shy, asking me what she should do. I explained what her tasks would be, and as she was computer-literate, I knew her task will be simpler.

She left office at 3 to pick up her children from college and to feed them, and prepare the evening meal. When I came home at around 8, the meal was ready and she was now wearing a lovely, dark red colored nightie.

We had food together and soon after retired to our respective rooms. But then, I could not sleep. Even as I closed my eyes, she would appear as if she was standing before me in her finery with that shy smile. I twisted and turned, but still sleep eluded me.

Taking courage into me hands, I went to her room and knocked on it. As if she was waiting at the door, she opened the door, and she swept herself into my arms. I was surprised and happy that my 'conquest' went off well! Even as she held me with bent head, I lifted her face and gently kissed her on her eyes that had mascara on it. She smiled. And I took over from there.I deep thrusted my tongue into her mouth, and she accepted me, sucking my tongue, and I took in her saliva copiously. She was heaving and was moaning away."Hsssssssss. Hmmmmmmmm." And so on..

"When I removed my tongue after five minutes of sucking hers, she thrust hers into my mouth and it was my turn to do her honors. She responded like an animal in heat.
"Can we go to your room Saab?" she asked.
I carried her in my arms and walked in long strides and went into my room, closing the room behind.


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As I reached the bed, she just tugged and pulled off my lungi, and hurriedly removed my singlet. At the same instant, she lifter her nightie over her head, and came and clasped me hard. Her breasts were pressing me, and I was high. I started caressing her over her back, while she was kissing me away all over my chest, finally taking my nipple between her teeth and gently chewed on it.

My rod was in its full 6 1/2" of manhood, throbbing away..
Shyly she held it and started stroking it. I went crazy.
"Wait Sulochana. Lie down" I said and as she did.
I brought her down till her ass was at the edge.
I now knelt in front of her and with my hands spread her thighs, exposing her golden hued cunt, which was without a single hair the way I love pussy.
I put my face between her thighs and thrust my tongue deep into her wet cunt and started sliding it wildly within. "Hsssssssssssssss.. Ahhhhhhhhhhh. Hmmmmmmm. Aur jorse. Aur dabake. Saab. Bahut acchahai. Humko swarg legaye.Bahut pyaare arahahai."

And as she said this, she squirted her juices into my mouth. At that time, it was delicious.
I cam up and lay down next to her, once gain deep throating her with my tongue. She held my head firm and responded with equal vigor. I kissed her all over her face, turned her, kissed her on her earlobes, her neck, her shoulder and her back and gradually went own.

As I reached her ass, she turned on her back and exposed her cunt to me, and held me in a close embrace, pulled me up and started kissing me with wet kisses all over my face. I kissed her back and asked her, "Sulochana. Teri chathee choos sakthanhun? "Awo meri sahib ji. Kyon ek. Dono chunchi or uske pura dudh aapke liye tadaparaha hai. Jaldi awo."
And she thrust her breast into my mouth which I most hungrily started sucking away and kissing them, taking her lovely pointed nipples into my mouth and sucking them and teasing them between my teeth and sucking her delicious breast milk.

She was jumping on her ass. And then she took my hand and thrust it between her thighs.
My hand rested on her moist cunt, and my finger found her clitoris, already up in the air.
In circular motion I caressed it, slowly at first and then rapidly.
"Haiiiiiiiiiiiii. Meri Bhagawan. Kya suk haire. Aur jorse karona? Meri chooth bahut kujili me hai.
Ungli daalo aur paani nikalo".
Saying this, she held on to cock and gently stroked it, saying "ithna bada! Humko bardeyga. Humko phatdeyga. Magar hum isko andar lena chathahoon."
Meanwhile I finger fucked her and at the end of ten minutes she was wild and was scratching my back leaving her nail marks all over.
She wanted me in her mouth. But I was not ready for that.
My primary aim was to fuck her and the next round would be hers.

When she was satiated with my fingers, I broke off and moved between her thighs. Gently parting them, I said,' Sulochana. Hum abhi teri andar aarhanhoon.. Abhi deko marad kya hotha hai." And placing my prick in front of her hole, I gently thrust it, but it slid in, moist as it was, as if it was more than ready to take me in. "Ayeeeeeeeeee. Kithna garam hai. Pehle dhire karo. Dheeere karo. Hum accha lagtha haina? Meri chooth pasand aya? Aapki land humko barliya hai. Math nikalo. Aapki paani meri chooth me hi chodiye. Meri pehalwan. Meri pyaare. Abhitak ye sukh nahin mila humko." And she again started kissing my chest, taking my nipple and teasing it. I started pumping her, fast and then wild. "Sulochana. Bahut accha laga mere ko.

Kitna meetahai theri chooth. Udarka ras hum peeliya. Teri jaise sujji chooth bahut kush dethahain.
"Saaab. Aapse bahut pyaar karthahai hum. Aise abhi tak humko kabhi nahin mila. Humko nahin malum tha ithna maja hai karke. Choodho. Hamesha meri andar awo. Aap kabhi bi bulao, hum tayarr hai."

And as her endearments went on, I was kissing her, and suddenly she wrapped me firmly with her strong legs, in the process her anklets making those lovely sounds and her bangles.
I was wild and humped her, and then in a few minutes I was spurting in her, jerk after jerk. And she held me tighter, placing her mouth on mine and sucking me away, as if she wanted to suck away my life from her.

We broke off, and lying side by side, we caressed each other, kissing away, fondling her breasts and sucking them till she again reached a crescendo.
We then went and washed ourselves and came back lying next to each other, in a tight embrace. Bahut e jaldi
us ki petme mera bachcha aha gaya. Uski petme mera bachcha atay hi usne unki pahali do bachchi ko apna pati ki desh ki ghar me (bihar) chor ayaee.(END)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

MY FAITHFULL WIFE


From the moment my wife Stayla walked into her new office, she had James lusting after her. James was immediately impressed by how great she looked. He felt his face flush in embarrassment and he tried to look away but he couldn't. Completely unaware she was being watched, my wife pushed her long hair out of her eyes as she scanned the room. James gave a nervous laugh and kept looking at her, his eyes following her everywhere she went, her hips moving gently. Stayla was really striking: she had an oval face, wide set eyes of dark brown color, and an abundance of rich dark hair. She was wearing a very simple black dress with very fine straps that left her creamy shoulders bare. The dress was tightly fitted to her bosom, accentuating her breasts, and clung snugly to her slim waist and over her hips, displaying her splendid thighs. Under it there was the suggestion of a very good, full figure. She was everything a man could want. It wasn't a simple matter of being attracted to her. It wasn't a simple matter of wishing he could have her. James wanted to go up to her and tear her clothes off her supple body and take her right then and there. He had to have her. As the days went on, his knowledge of her grew, and he was even more convinced he had to have her. His erection was nearly instantaneous when she walked in every morning. James could practically sense her arrival at the office and would already be looking in her direction even before she entered the room. But the real killer was her open blouse. My wife had to know the number of days she worked beside James with an extra button or two undone. She had to know his eyes would constantly be gazing down her shirt and catching revealing glimpses of her bras. James never saw her breasts, but the shiny lace would be so visible across her flesh. She must have known, in fact, she must have purposefully tantalized him. But James knew she was married. She had been married for two years. James also knew she wouldn't have sex with him. Her marriage was her bound to traditions and customs. My wife always talked about me, her husband, who she was totally in love with. James must admit, it made him quite jealous. James certainly took every opportunity he could get to flirt with her. She usually allowed a little flirting, and sometimes even initiated it. It never went too far though, and she would always remind James that she is married, with a laugh and a smile, whenever he tried to go too far. "Let me make this clear to you. I take my marriage very seriously and I'm averse to men like you who find amusement their only purpose in life. So I won't be getting to know you better. But thank you for the offer." Her hair was the most glorious deep black, piled atop her head in heavy, silken waves and James wished nothing more at the moment than to free the pins holding it in place and watch it tumble onto her shoulders. "Perhaps some other time," James murmured, thinking he'd never seen such luscious peach skin, nor eyes like hers. "There won't be another time."
"If I ware a ladies' man”-James tried to say something. "But you are" Stayla stopped him quickly. It was the talk of town at the moment for he had the reputation of being a libertine. James smiled. "It was merely an expression. If I were a ladies' man, I'd say we are about to become good friends." "You're too arrogant. I'm not eighteen and easily infatuated by a handsome man, even one with your remarkable good looks." "Now I'm not only fascinated by your dazzling beauty. I am intrigued by your confident attitude." "Because of this, you think me available?" "So blunt Stayla." "You are interested in taking me to tea, I presume." "We'll do whatever you like," James replied, the suggestion in his voice so subtle. "You've more than enough ladies in your life. You won't miss me." "You're sure?" James murmured. "I can't change your mind?" "Absolutely sure...and no," she firmly declared. "A shame." "Speak for yourself. I have a gratifying life. If you'll excuse me," she said as she rose to her feet. " I have an appointment elsewhere." "May I offer you a ride to your appointment?" She slowly surveyed him from head to toe, her gaze coming to rest after due deliberation on his amused countenance. "No, you may not." "I'm crushed," James said, grinning. "But not for long, I'm sure," she crisply replied and waving at him, she walked away. James followed her progress across the large room and only when she'd disappeared through door, did he look away. "Wow, she's astonishingly beautiful," He couldn't help thinking. One day trying his luck, James told her. "Here, let me help you with your dress, your zipper is open." "Don't even think about trying to take advantage of me." She said, turning around to let him do the zipper. However, as soon as James touched her, she turned around again and said: "I think I can handle it from here thanks." She laughed as she grabbed her bag and left the room. Usually before leaving office, she would say, "behave yourself tonight?" as if to make sure he think of her in her absence. "Yes," James reassured her, " I will, but, what about a good night kiss?" James hoped to at least get that out of her. She smiled again, moved in close and pressed her lips against his cheeks. She smiled again and said, "That's all you get. I'm sorry, but that'll have to do. After all, I'm married and a mother of two. You know that... good night."

It was then Stayla and me decided to throw a party at my home and invited some people from her new company. James purposely came alone, hoping for a night of passionate sex with my wife, in her own house, with me- her husband there. James, of course, did not expect it to happen, she would never do something like that, and the opportunity probably wouldn't arise either. When James arrived at the party, Stayla answered the door, dressed in a black dress that had spaghetti straps tied around her neck, and was open completely at the back. She looked incredible. James pulled her close, and hugged her. She immediately broke the hug, and smiled at him. She asked " Why didn't you bring a date?". "That would just impair my chances of flirting with you." James replied. "You are hopeless", she told him, and walked away. His palms sweated the entire evening. His heart raced every time my wife stepped by him. Stayla’s perfume caressed the air. She was dressed with grace and eloquence. With a few buttons undone... Of course he looked down it. His eyes fought to gain sight of my wife’s nipples. He knew Stayla caught him looking. Several times my wife looked up at him, but James never broke his gaze from the heavenly sight. She never tried to cover it. As the night went on, James barely had time with her. At one point he saw her going towards the kitchen. James followed her and saw her heading for the fridge. She opened it and leant over. In one move James came behind her, put his hands on her hips, and rubbed gently. She was so surprised she had to grab the door of the fridge just as she realized who was behind her. She immediately turned towards him, completely flushed and said. " Listen, James, this can't happen. So please don't embarrass me in my own house, okay?" Her tone was very serious and determined. "Okay. But, you can't expect me not to take opportunities as they arise. You know how badly I want you Stayla?" James said. "Whatever ...just...just don't do that again. Please." She turned, picked up her vegetable tray, and left the kitchen. Now, James knew he had to have her in her house. His opportunity came soon. James was with a group of guests, in the corner, when he saw my wife moving down the hall to her room. His mind raced. Quickly he headed after her and made way to the room. Stayla was alone. Perfect, James thought as he bolted the door. "Oh it's you again", my wife said, "I thought I told you to behave yourself". "Yeah. But I came to tell you look as gorgeous as ever," James said. "You've always looked great in black. It's one of my favorite colors." She did look stunning, her hair pulled back with one loose curl caressing the side of her face. James had a sudden impulse to reach out and twist that curl around his finger. James cleared his throat. "Listen, Stayla, thanks for a wonderful evening,"James said, trying to find something to keep her longer. "It's ok," she replied. "I hope I'll be seeing more of you tonight," James added with a smile. "I doubt it," My wife said, "I have to attend to my other guests."
"You know that dress send mixed signals," James said quietly. "All aggressive on the outside, all soft and feminine on the inside. Like you." James couldn't resist, he leaned forward and touched her cheek lightly withhis hand. "Forget it, I'm married," My wife said, quickly stepping back. "You are sure you don't want to?" James stopped, but didn't take his hand away. "Well if you are sure, you are sure," she smiled. "I won't spend more time with you, Stayla," James said softly. "I love being with you. " James brushed the loose curl back from her face. Then gently caressing her cheek, he moved down the side of her neck, touching her gently. "Don't" my wife said, but she didn't move back. "I want to kiss your neck, and slowly unbutton your blouse. I want to feel the smoothness of your breasts in my hands." Stayla didn't move. James lifted her heavy mass of hair, put his mouth on her neck, letting his breath warm her skin, his tongue sliding down the hollow of her collarbone, then working its way slowly back to her ear. Stayla appeared to be in a trance. James wanted her to be unafraid. James wanted her to want this as much as he did. His heart was absolutely pounding. His body was alive with heat that exited through hisbreath. James looked the length of her exposed knees and up to her thighs and into the eventual darkness under her dress. Once more Stayla stopped him. "James, stop it. We have to stop now. You agreed. Anyone could catch us here." " Stayla, you know you want this. I can see it in your eyes. I don't care anymore what we agreed upon, I want you and I know you want me." But James knew he could say nothing to change the moment's thought. So he moved to kiss her. "What did I just tell you just now?" My wife again protested. "I wanted to do that for so long," James whispered in her ears, and as he slowly slid his hand under her dress. "I said 'don't'", Stayla pulled her face away, but didn't remove his hand. James looked at her quizzically, a half smile playing around the corner of his mouth, his voice seductively casual "why not?" "Because I can't," my wife said pleadingly, as his hand continued to move under her skirt. She didn't move as James placed his hand on her left thigh. Her eyes looked down and away as a maddening jolt of energy spiked through his fingers and across hisbody. James was touching a part of my wife that he never thought he would. James rubbed his hand slightly against the exposed skin. So smooth. She was frozen stiff. He moved his left hand to her cheek, and turned her towards him. Her face was radiant. Her long hair fell to her shoulders as her head turned. "Do you want me to stop", James asked, letting his fingers brush against her inner thigh with increasing pressure.
"We shouldn't..." My wife said as his fingers moved closer to her panties. "Why ...?" James looked at her with amusement, his finger still working on her. "Would you take your hand off there, please? I don't want this," Stayla managed to say. "Yes, you do," James continued to graze hisfingers over her crotch. "I don't..." she protested. She tried to keep her voice level, but her breath was now in quick little gasped. James pinned her to the wall like a butterfly, letting her flutter for a minute before he said "you want it... but you won't admit it." His voice was barely a whisper. She put her hands on his chest to push him away, and just as she pushed, James grabbed her with both hands and held her. For a long moment, she fought against him and tried to get away. Finally, she looked into his eyes, and mumbled, "I hate you." Determined to make this go further, James knew he had to act quickly. "Shut up and kiss me," James said, as he brought his lips to hers again. This time, her lips closed on his, and they quickly found their selves in a heated embrace. His arms were around her before she realized it. Their mouths kissed with fever. His tongue curled against hers as her hands moved against his cheeks. The moment of truth had passed. My wife and James were going to have sexual intercourse. He was uncertain of what to do. There were so many parts of her he wanted to touch, so many parts of her he wanted to see. Should he feel her breasts first? With one swift move, James backed her again to the wall. She watched as James undid her straps and exposed the upper portion of her chest. He had to see her breasts. He had to see and touch those nipples. He had to feel those poking nubs against his tongue, teeth, and mouth. His hands felt her chest as it heaved under him. The touch was like cream. The smoothness made him push his cock against her harder. James was leaning against her now. Undoubtedly she could feel his erection against her leg. Swiftly he put his mouth on the top of her breast, and he heard my wife gasp at the sensation as he licked along the edge of the bra, outlining each breast withhis tongue. James slid the straps of her bra down to her arms, pulling it down under her breasts, freeing them. James licked my wife’s nipple, sucking on it gently, then harder and harder, making her moan with pleasure. His own body had hiked her dress way up, and he could see the white panties beneath. James started to move his hand to it, but instead cupped her right thigh, his finger barely pressing against her panties. Again, James wasn't sure how much she would appreciate him enjoying this. He rubbed his hand between her legs, pressing against her thigh but letting the slightest pressure push against her. Almost roughly he hiked her dress up to her hips and he fell to his knees and kissed her panties with a feverish lust. "Oohh..." My wife moaned softly as she stroked his hair. The look in her eye confirmed what James had always suspected. She could never give herself to him by her own free will. Then he pulled down her panties to her knees, letting my wife feel the cool air on her bare skin. James knew what pleasure he was giving her. Already Stayla’s hips were moving toward him in a simulation of sex. Her hands reached for the buckles of his belt, but he held away from her, whispering urgently, " what does the lady want, tell me what you want?" And she moaned " please". She was shaking all over; sweat running down her face, and on her breasts. As they continued, they heard voices just outside the room. Her children’s voice was one he recognized just a few feet away, around the corner, and the fear of being caught washed over him. My wife had heard it too. Her inner battle began. Her mind knew that they faced discovery at any moment, and that they absolutely should stop immediately. But the growing, wonderful sensation in my wife, was winning the battle. James felt her body tremble as he lifted her and she wrapped her legs around his waist. James clumsily opened his zipper and took out his cock. Stayla squirmed. James entered her in one quick, hard thrust. My wife cried out, but he silenced her withhis mouth, his tongue meeting hers, sucking on it. James moved his pelvis hard against her, thrusting into her over and over again. "Uhh........ Uhh………..Uhh………Uhh" She moved forward, pushing herself onto his cock. James started to hump her slowly as he kissed her neck and rubbed her breasts. My wife’s cunt tightened around his cock, squeezing pleasure from it like a soaked piece of clothing. James had to savour the moment. He loved the way she kept clutching at his ass, grabbing at him, roughly, almost painfully, pulling him more deeply into her, harder and harder each time. Just as James picked up the pace, my wife buried her head in her arm to avoid from screaming. They could still hear her children's voice through the thin walls. They ware probably only ten feet away. "Oh,.. Oh, …Oh..." Her fingernails dug into his buttocks and as she stiffened against him, James felt his own orgasm rising, scalding within him. He lowered his hands to her waist, as loads after loads he shot his sperm inside her. Stiffing their cries they came at each other one last time, arching up, way up, then collapsing, panting over each other. They waited, breathing heavily, while time and space came back to normal. "God...you are so good at that," Stayla said, and it sounded like a complaint. James kissed her face gently all over. "I've wanted to do that for so long," James whispered. He picked up her bras and handed it to her wordlessly. Silently she put it on, tied the shoulder straps of her dress and turned to go. She leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the cheek. " You are one of a kind." James closed the door behind her and leaned against it, still out of breath. James felt better, more alive. He waited a few minutes and then went to join the guests. He however did not stay long and moved to the door. For him it was a conquest long awaited.(END)