Adultery UNFAITHFUL MOTHERS AND HOUSEWIFES by stranger_women

[Ramesh_Rocky]

part13

I waited for another fifteen minutes to see if Mansi would also leave, but she was sound asleep. As I emerged from the bathroom, the smell of sex permeated the room. I looked at my satiated wife splayed nude on our marital bed with another man's sperm running out of her well-worn pussy. The picture was too much for me to take. I climbed into bed between her legs and proceeded to lick the remnants of the illicit coupling from her folds. Mansi moaned quietly, as my tongue darted in and out of her swollen labia, but her eyes never opened. My own frenzy increased as I slobbered, face down in her crotch. After sucking every available drop out, I noticed that I'd come again. Then, exhaustion overtook me as well, and I fell into a deep sleep.
When I awoke, it was 9:30 PM; Mansi was out in the den watching TV with the kids. Embarrassed, I didn't say anything to Mansi. She, too, was silent although there was a contented smile on her face.

(To Be Continued)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

part14

After one month of that incident, one day I was traveling in a taxi to meet one of my clients, the driver of that cab was totally drunk. He tried to overtake a truck carrying heavy goods but the truck driver was not ready to give us the passage we wanted. Our taxi was heavily hit by a roadside light post. The driver died on the spot. I somehow lived but lost both of my legs. Things became very tough for me since then. I almost retired from my profession.
Mansi managed a job in a share marketing firm and took a lead role in running our family. After that accident I became totally dependent on Mansi physically and financially. She does everything a head of the family needs to do. I was really surprised to see that how wonderfully she was managing our family needs, her daily household activities like cleaning, cooking and even weekly marketing. I found so much of positive energy in her attitude. Now a days she never gets tired. How wonderfully she was balancing her office and family needs without any complain. Despite of her tremendous work load she always looks contained, fresh, enthusiastic and happy.
But In the past nine months which have passed since Rohit gave me the "absolute proof," Mansi goes out once or twice in the weekend and returns home in the wee hours of the morning. Sometimes Rohit will still call before she comes home and let the phone ring four times. When Mansi comes in, there is no doubt that she has been well-fucked. Without mentioning anything, she strips out of her clothes, climbs on top of me, straddles my head and lowers her sopping, oozing pussy onto my mouth for cleaning.

This past week, after sucking down the last dollop of Rohit's semen from her now-permanently enlarged pussy, Mansi surprised me by mentioning that she was thinking about having another child. Instantaneously, I shot my load... You see, I hadn't cum inside her vagina for almost eight months. I wonder how she plans on getting pregnant?!
(FINISH)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Wife impregnation story

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"Tarun." my wife said one night after dinner after putting our 8-year old son Apu to bed.

"Yes, Sunita?" I replied.

"How serious are you about the whole open marriage thing?"

"What?"

"You know, what you keep bringing up every few weeks. That we should experiment. With other people."

I looked at Sunita with surprise. She had a curious expression on her face. Wow, she had actually brought up the topic herself! My heart jumped with joy.

Sunita and I are both 32 years old, and have been married for ten years. Before that, we dated for four years in college. People talk about seven year itches. It has been fourteen years of us being faithful to each other. Obviously, a lot of sameness and staleness had set in. There was also the fact that we had lost our virginities to each other, so we had never been with anyone else.

Like most men, I started flirting with the idea of experimentation. Threesomes, foursomes, wife swapping, were all things I read about online. For years I had fantasized about sharing my wife with someone else. And sleeping with other women. But for years, I kept my fantasies and thoughts to myself.

I finally decided to broach the subject soon after we turned thirty, and we had been through an exceptionally mediocre sexual phase. We were having sex about once a fortnight, and not memorable sex at that. Which was a shame. Because my wife was still a hot woman. In fact, even hotter than when we had started dating, if that were possible.

Childbirth and subsequent years had been good on her, and she had gone from being a slim svelte pretty young lady with medium sized boobs to a curvy attractive woman with big boobs. After Apu was born, she quit her job and became a full time stay at home mom. But it did not make her swell up like some other housewives. She still had a flat stomach, but everything else was curved in the most delectable ways. I too was physically in a much better shape than in college. I worked out regularly, had lost the tiny tire I used to have around my belly, and still had a thick head of hair, unlike some of my balding ageing friends.

Both of us got complimented on how great we looked, especially by friends who had let themselves go. So the lean sex phase, at least for me, was not because I stopped finding my wife attractive. I just craved some newness.

When I first brought up the idea, Sunita got really upset. She accused me of having my eye on some young hot woman, which is why I was broaching the topic of an open marriage. I protested saying I wasn't looking for a license to cheat. If I wanted to, I could have affairs on the side (which was true). But I was interested in both of us exploring our horizons. Looking for variety. With complete honesty. I wanted us to be "open" in the truest sense of the word.

But Sunita would have none of it. That fight lasted a day, and I dropped the subject. Since then, I would try to bring it up casually. Maybe forward her a story from a popular sex site. She always reacted angrily in the initial days. But of late, she had started just calmly turning my idea down.

Two years later, it seemed like I pretty much had no chance of any experimentation. So I had not broached the subject in months. This is why Sunita bringing it up by herself delighted me. And I could not help just grin at her stupidly.

"Well? How serious are you?" Sunita asked again.

"Very serious, Sunita." I said, with a smile.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, absolutely. Why?"

"Have you thought about the repercussions of fantasy turning into reality? It is one thing to fantasize about your wife sleeping with someone else. To deal with the practical implications is a wholly different thing." she said.

"I know it won't be easy. But it'll work both ways. You will also have to deal with the idea of me with someone else."

"To be honest, that has been the biggest stumbling block for me for this open marriage idea." Sunita tilted her head and said. "I don't know if I can stomach the idea of you sleeping with some other woman. Even if it is when I am around like in a threesome. Hell, especially if I am around."

"Okay."

"But you are alright with the idea of me fooling around with other men? Really?" Sunita asked.

"Yes, I am. All that matters to me is honesty. I am alright with the idea of you with other men." I said with conviction. I had fantasized about it for years. Yes, getting to sleep with other women would be great. But honestly, what turned me on much more was the idea of my beautiful wife with someone else. With or without me being around.

"I agree that you think you are. But I don't know if you actually will be." Sunita said.

I looked at Sunita, and sat back with my hands on my head.

"What's going on, Sunita? What brought this on?"

Sunita shifted uncomfortably and winced a little.

"Well....." she said and paused "I have been getting some obvious and blatant passes made at me recently. And in the interest of honesty, I must say I am a little intrigued."

That seemed like a benign thing. Sunita, like I said, was incredibly attractive. Guys made passes at her all the time. Heck, some of my colleagues often flirted with her blatantly, often right in front of me.

"Guys make passes at you all the time." I said. "What has intrigued you this time?"
(To Be Continued)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

PART2


"Okay, you might freak out and end this open marriage thing altogether, but....." Sunita said, "I am talking about the construction guys."

"Construction guys? You mean the ones working on the house next door?" Our neighbor had sold his old house, and the person who bought it had knocked it down and was building a new one. A construction crew had been working on the site for a few months now.

"Yes."

"What passes are they making?"

"Well, when I am outside, they will start singing suggestive songs. Whistle occasionally."

"That's it?"

"That was until today."

"What happened today?"

"Nothing major. Two of them came over to the house to make a phone call. And they were blatantly checking me out, whispering to each other, and again making suggestive comments."

"Okay."

"And what intrigued me was the proximity to them. Their dirty sweaty bodies. Their swarthy looks. The aggression in their body language. It all...well...sort of excited me."

"Really?"

"I know this might creep you out. But if we are to.....experiment, I am personally more attracted to the idea of experimenting with some of these lower class blue collar guys, than middle class folks like us."

I stared at Sunita with my mouth open.

"That freaks you out, doesn't it?" Sunita asked, raising her voice a little bit.

"No, not really." I said, shaking my head. "To be honest, of all the erotic stories I read online, the ones that I like the most are the ones with educated women with lower class guys. I just never mentioned it to you because I thought you might find the idea disgusting."

"It is disgusting. Which is what excites me so much. Does that make sense?" Sunita said, cocking her eyebrows.

"Yes, perfectly." I said. "So these two guys who came over. Tell me about them."

"One of them was an absolute Greek god. Tall, well-built, ruggedly handsome face. He is young, probably 20 or so. He is the one I was attracted to. The other guy is forgettable. Short, about my height, average built, and old. The old guy was the more blatant one though."

"Hmmm... so what are you thinking of doing next?"

"Well, I am not sure. I am not experienced in these matters."

"So do you think....." she started saying when we both heard Apu call out for her.

We both rushed to his room. He had had a bad dream. He was shivering and crying. We consoled him, and eventually had to let him sleep in our bed that night. Which meant no further discussion was possible.
(To Be Continued)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

part3

The next morning too, Apu was awake and getting ready for college, as I was getting ready for work. So we couldn't talk about it. I left for work, and had a busy day. When I came back in the evening, Sunita was helping Apu with his homework. Then we had dinner. Watched TV. Finally at 10 pm, Apu went to bed, and we got some time alone.

I was in bed already. Sunita brushed her teeth and joined me in bed. She snuggled up next to me, and put her head on my chest.

"So, should we pick up our conversation where we left it off yesterday?" I asked.

She didn't say anything.

"Well?"

"Actually, something happened today." she said.

"Huh?"

"Nothing major, Tarun. Just that the two guys from yesterday came over to make a phone call again."

"Ah." I said.

"And this time, they asked if they could wait for a return call. Something about when to expect the new batch of material or something. I paused and considered their question. One of them, the young dishy one, sensed my discomfort and said they could leave, and I could just have them over when the phone call came."

"And what did you say?"

"I told them it was fine if they waited. They both sat on the floor. And I just stood around wondering what I should do. The older one asked me if they could have some water. And I, out of habit, asked them if they would like some tea as well. They said yes."

"So you made them tea. What else?"

"Let me tell you in sequence." Sunita said, slapping me gently on my cheek. "So I went to the kitchen and started making tea. A few seconds later, the old guy walked into the kitchen. He was the one who always checked me out blatantly. As I made tea, he just stared at me. I started feeling uncomfortable. I wished the young guy had been there instead. But this old man was here, just staring at me. So I asked him what his name was. Sajid, he answered. Then he said the other one was his nephew, named Rasul."

"What then?" I asked.

"Don't interrupt. Let me tell you things one at a time." Sunita said.

(Sunita narrates->)
"What is your name?" Sajid asked me.

"Sunita." I said.

"How old are you, Sunita?" Sajid asked, referring to me just by my name. No Sunita madam or Sunita memsahib or anything, like someone like him would usually say.

"32." I answered.

"32? Hmmm.... that old and only one child?" he asked.

"Yes."

"Surprising."

"Why surprising?"

"My first wife, by the time she was 32, already had six kids. And she is not even half as pretty as you."

"What does prettiness have to do with it?" I asked, genuinely confused, blushing a little at his compliment.

"I couldn't control myself." he said, winked and started laughing. "Looks like your husband has a lot of self-control."

I didn't say anything. I was a bit shocked at how quickly he was making sexual innuendos.

"If I was married to you, you would have a dozen kids by now." he said, and laughed some more.

I stayed silent again. The tea was almost ready. I reached for the sugar box on the shelf.

"Let me help you." he said, and lunged forward.

It's not like the shelf was too high or anything. And he's not too tall anyway. But it was obvious what his intention was. He pressed his body close to mine, and his arm was touching mine as we both reached for the sugar box. My hand was already gripping it. He pressed his hand onto mine. And just stayed like that.

I was surprised at his sudden move. His body was almost hugging mine, and I could feel his crotch against my ass. He stayed like that, and so did I for a few seconds. I think he was testing my limits. He was checking to see if I would push him off. And I wanted to. But.....but the touch of a strange male body felt so different. And there was that workman odor he had - of sweat and dirt and grime. I was almost intoxicated.

Soon I came to my senses, and shook him off. He immediately stepped back. I looked at him with anger in my eyes. He just smiled.

"How old are you?" I asked in an upset voice.

"55." he said.

"You are old enough to be my father." I said.

"Does that turn you on?" he asked and winked.

I was about to say something nasty in response, when the phone rang.

"That's our call." he said and rushed out of the kitchen.

I was obviously shaken. A little bit intrigued at his aggression, but also a bit scared. I was almost shivering. A couple of minutes later, I composed myself, poured the tea in cups, and walked out with the tray.

Sajid had by then finished the phone call and was sitting on the floor whispering something to his nephew Rasul. As soon as I walked in, Sajid stopped whispering. Rasul looked at me and suppressed a snicker.

I was still a bit upset. I put the tray on the table and sat on the couch. They both took a cup each and started drinking.

"Outstanding. This is the best tea I have ever had." Sajid said in a loud voice. "What is your secret, Sunita?"

"It's just tea." I said.

"No secret ingredient?" he asked.

"It's just tea." I said again.

"Then it is your delicious touch that makes it so good." Sajid said, and Rasul started giggling.

We sat in silence as they drank the tea. Both of them stealing glances at me and occasionally giggling. I reached for a magazine and started reading. Finally, they finished their tea, and started to leave.

"Thanks for the tea." Sajid said, walking out the door.

(Sunita's narration ends)


(To Be Continued)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

part4

I had been listening to Sunita with a mixture of jealousy and excitement. The idea of a 55-year old construction worker feeling up my wife in our own kitchen seemed so wrong, yet so exciting. The episode had been relatively benign, but I had a major hard-on.

"Well, what do you...." Sunita started asking, but was interrupted my kiss. I jumped on top of her and started stripping her naked.

She reached for my pants. And we had the best, most passionate sex in ages. Twenty minutes later, we were both naked in each others arms.

"I am so relieved." Sunita said breathlessly.

"Relieved?"

"Yes, I wasn't sure how you would react. I thought you might get upset. But your reaction shows me that you were at least partly right about your own attitude towards this."

"So what next?" I asked.

"Only time will tell." she said and we kissed again.

I got up and opened the window. I could see the house next door. And I saw a small bonfire in front of it. A dozen or so workers were gathered around it, smoking and playing cards. I wondered what the future held for them, and for us.

The excitement of that was followed by a lull. The men did not come over for the next few days, and Sunita started wondering if they read her haughty reaction to mean their advances were unwelcome. And they were scared she might call the security officer or something. For four days, every time I asked Sunita if something had happened, her reaction was in the negative.

The fifth day when I came home, I could sense something had happened, based on two things. First, her attire. Sunita, like any Indian housewife, usually wore a sari or salwar kameez at home. But that day when I came home, she was wearing a knee-length skirt and a blouse. Second, she had a very sly smile on her face when she spoke to me. Obviously, she could not say anything in front of our son. But I was sure that things had moved forward today.

"So I'm guessing you have a report to make." I said, when she walked into the bedroom later that night, and bolted the door shut.

"Yes." she said, jumping on the bed and hugging me.

"Alright, start your report."

"Well, I was growing impatient of waiting for something to happen. So after Apu's college bus left, I dug into the closet and took these clothes out. I put them on, made tea, and with the cup, walked out to the front yard. I sat on a chair there and started drinking the tea. I could see the workers stealing glances at me. But I could not see Sajid or Rasul anywhere. For a while at least. Then Sajid's head popped over the fence."
"He asked me if I was having tea and I said yes. He asked if he and Rasul could come over for some when he had a lunch break. I nonchalantly said okay, but in my mind I was happy at the prospect of having Rasul around again. I just wished this old fart wouldn't tag along. He said they'd come by at noon. For the next few hours, I was agog with excitement. And some fear. Had I been a little too forward? Would things go out of control? I could not wait for noon."

Then at noon, the doorbell rang. I opened it to see Sajid and Rasul standing there, with wide smiles on their faces. I asked them to come in, and walked to the kitchen. Sajid followed me. Rasul, much to my annoyance, stayed in the living room.

"We wanted to come by before, but we weren't sure it would be a good idea." Sajid said, standing right next to me.

"It's okay." is all I could say.

Sajid stared at me as I put the water on the stove and stood there waiting for it to boil. I looked into his eyes, and I could see some uncertainty. There was an awkward silence.

"So how is Rasul related to you?" I asked to fill in the void.

"He is my 3rd wife's elder brother's son."

"Third wife? You got divorced twice?" I asked.

"No." he said laughing. "I am married to them all. The law in India allows us '.s to have four wives, remember?"

"Oh yes." I said, feeling sheepish. "So....three wives, huh?"

"Yeah. The first one is my age. The second is in her 40s. The third is in her late 30s."

"Do they all live together?" I asked.

"No. The first two live in our village with the kids. The third is here. She works on the construction site too."

"Okay. So you have quite a large family, with three wives."

"I am allowed a 4th one if you're interested." Sajid said, winked and then, out of the blue, spanked me on my ass.

I looked at him in shock. The smile left his face, and he stared at me, as if waiting for something to happen. I just scowled at him and started putting tea leaves in the water. My heart was going faster than a jet engine. The small talk had lulled me into a sense of comfort, and his sudden assault on my ass was surprising. But it felt naughtily good. I would have ideally preferred that the handsome Rasul was the one making advances. But even coming from this old ugly man, that touch tickled something in me.

A couple of minutes went by, and it was time to put the sugar in. I reached for it, half expecting what happened next. Much like the other day, he lunged forward. But this time, he reached it before me. His body touching mine, he took the the sugar box. Then he wrapped his arms around me, closing me in an embrace. Once again, I was intoxicated by his masculine aroma. And the feel of his unfamiliar body against mine. His mouth was next to my right ear and I could feel his warm breath on my cheek.

I stood there, in his embrace, drinking in the unfamiliarly erotic feeling of being in this swarthy man's bear hug. He then opened the sugar box, and said in my ear,

"Add the sugar."

I took the box from his hand, and as I started pouring the sugar in, I felt his hands move to my breasts. He fondled them gently over the blouse for a few seconds. I added the sugar and just stood there, as he continued to massage my boobs, and started squeezing them hard. I started moaning, and rested my body against his, when I felt something poke against my butt. His erection. That was too much for me. And I shook his embrace off.

Sensing my struggle, Sajid let go and stepped back. I looked at him. A huge bulge was visible in his trousers. I stared at his crotch for a couple of seconds and then looked away.

"Please wait outside." I breathlessly said.

He nodded and walked out of the kitchen.

A few minutes later, I regained my composure and walked out with the tea cups on a tray. The two drank the tea. And then left.
(To Be Continued)

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[Ramesh_Rocky]

part5

"So what do you think?" Sunita asked me.

"This Sajid fella moves fast, huh?"

"Yes. He went from an accidental feel to a full fledged fondle in two occasions." she said. "Are you sure you want me to move forward? or is this level enough for you?"

"I leave it up to you." I said.

"You do realize what his next step might be?" Sunita asked, staring into my eyes.

"Yes."

"I will try to go slow. Step by step. But after letting him go this far, there's only so much I can control the proceedings, Tarun."

I nodded. Just the thought of what lay ahead had turned me on. And I could see from the look on Sunita's face that she was excited as well. I kissed her, and again, we started making madly passionate love. I didn't remember the last time Sunita was this animated in bed. I convinced myself that was a good thing.
At work the next day, I had difficulty concentrating. I knew that something major would happen today. But how far would it go? My mind kept coming up with the wildest possibilities, and I was equally excited and disgusted by them. I barely touched my lunch, and the colleagues I ate with even asked me what was on my mind.

After lunch, I decided I could not wait till the night. I had to know. I called up my home number. It rang over a dozen times before there was an answer.

"Hello." a male voice replied.

"Hello, who is this?" I asked.

"Who do you want?" the voice replied.

I thought of what to say. Should I call Sunita to the phone? Who was I talking to? Was this Sajid himself? Or was it Rasul?

"Ask who it is, Rasul." I heard Sunita's faint voice, clearly from a distance.

"I am." Rasul it was. "Who is it?"

"Sorry, wrong number." I said and hung up.

Yep, something was happening for sure. The question was, what. I did not want to interrupt anything, or complicate matters. At the same time, I was dying of curiosity. I tried my best to focus on my work. But ten minutes later, my cellphone rang. It was from my home.

"Did you call?" Sunita started without any preamble.

"Yes, I did. Sorry if I...." I started saying.

"Don't be sorry. I am glad you called. Things were moving too fast anyway."

"What happened?"

Sunita was silent for a while.

"Can we talk about this later tonight?" she finally asked.

"I'd rather hear about it right now." I said.

"Aren't you busy at work?" she said.

"I am too distracted anyway. Just tell me."

I could hear Sunita take a deep breath and then say,

"Okay. so the two came over during their lunch break again. Again, Sajid followed me into the kitchen while Rasul waited outside. This time though, Sajid did not allow me to make tea right away."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I was wearing a housecoat. You know my grey one, with buttons all the way down the front?"

"Yeah, I know."

"As soon as we entered the kitchen, he started unbuttoning it. And I did not resist."

"Wow. Right away, huh?"

"I told you, things are bound to move fast now."

"Anyway, what next?"

"He had all the buttons off in a few seconds. And the sides of the coat opened, showing a lot of my body."

"What were you wearing underneath?"

"I was wearing black bra and panties, which he could now see. I stood there uncomfortably, aware that this was the first time anyone except you had seen me in my underwear. Sajid stared at me hungrily for a few seconds, and then took me in his arms. He started running his rough hands all over my body, breathing loudly."

"What were you doing?"

"I was..." she paused. "I was running my hands over his back too."

"Just his back?"

"At that moment, yes, just his back." Sunita said. "He put his hands under the coat and fondled me all over for a while, and then started massaging my boobs from over my bra. He then put his face in my cleavage and started licking me there."

"Licking you?"

"Almost slobbering. He then scooped my boobs out of the bra. And my boobs were hanging there, out of my bra."

"Oh fuck!" I said, suddenly aware that I was sitting in my office with a raging hard on.

"He started kissing on my nipples, saying how perfect my boobs were."

"Fuck, Sunita, I wish I was there with you right now."

"A little while later." Sunita said sounding breathless, "he dug his thumbs into the waistband of my panties. NO, I said to him. I wasn't ready for it. He ignored me and started sliding them down anyway, and I slapped his hand hard and pulled them back up. Sajid angrily grabbed my hair, yanked my head back and stared into my eyes enraged. NO, I said, shaking my head."

"Did he force you?"

"No. But he did roughly turn me around so that my back was now facing him. And I could feel his erection poking against my butt again."

"Was it....big?" I asked.

"Yes. It felt big. He put both hands on my boobs and started dry humping me. Really hard, with his erection hidden behind his trousers poking at my butt. As if we were having sex. He did that for a minute or two and even through his pants and my housecoat, his erection would occasionally hit me.....there. I was beginning to lose control. Alarms were going off in my head. That's when....that's when the phone rang."

"Ah, my call." I said.

"Yes. As soon as the phone rang, we both froze. Rasul yelled, the phone is ringing. I tried to break free of Sajid's hug but he held me tight. Rasul's voice now sounded very close when he said again, the phone is ringing. I panicked, realizing that Rasul would walk in any moment, and see me in a state of undress, locked in his uncle's embrace. Let me go, I started pleading with Sajid. He did. I started buttoning my housecoat, but it was too late. Rasul walked in, said - the phone - and just stood there, staring at me. Go and answer it you fool, Sajid yelled, and Rasul ran out uncomfortably."

"So that's why he answered it."

"Yes. I heard Rasul answer the phone. I yelled and asked him who it was. He did not say anything. So I walked out, my housecoat almost all buttoned up. He said it was a wrong number. But I got a feeling it might have been you."

"So what happened after that?"

"After that I noticed Rasul staring at my chest. Since I had forgotten to tuck my boobs back into the bra cups, the outline of my boobs was very visible through the housecoat. And my nipples, rock hard, were poking. I immediately folded my hands over it. Then Sajid said, let's go make tea again. I was too shook up. I said no, it's time for you to go. The stern voice in which I said it made things amply clear. And they left."

We were both silent for a while.

"I am coming home right away, Sunita. I absolutely need to fuck you right now."

"I was hoping you would."

I waited for my erection to subside, made up an excuse for my boss, and sprinted out of the office.
(To Be Continued)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

part6


This was the first time in literally a few years that we had sex in the afternoon. I would have liked nothing more than to have another go, but it was almost time for Apu to come back from college so we got dressed and sat in the living room.

"Tarun, it is time for you to think long and hard about what I should do next." Sunita said, moving into my arms.

"What do you mean?"

"Do you want me to just stop all this?"

"No way. This has livened up our sex life so much." I said.

"Yes, it has. But so far it has been limited to petting and fondling and semi-nudity. Which, I admit, is a lot farther than I would have ever thought of going with anyone but you. Nevertheless, you need to keep one undeniable fact in mind."

"What?"

"These guys are difficult to control. And they talk amongst each other. Word might get out. Are you ready for those consequences?" Sunita said.

Just her saying it made me feel a tug in my pants again. But her point was well taken.

"I don't think anyone would believe some laborers' gossip anyway." I said.

And we heard Apu's college bus pull up in front of the house. We both walked out the door and waited as Apu ran towards us. I looked at the house next door. There were a lot of construction workers milling around. As Sunita hugged Apu and picked him up, she whispered to me,

"Green shirt. By the pile of bricks. Sajid."

And I saw him. He was not much to look at. He had gray hair. And was not very tall. I would normally not even have noticed him if he passed me on the street. But he was there. And he was looking in our direction. Our eyes met for a brief second and then I looked away.
The next day, when I was leaving for work, Sunita told me to call home at 1 pm. She said she needed that call as an interruption of sorts to help her evaluate the situation. It would stop her from getting carried away, she reasoned.

So at 1 pm, I dialed my home number.

"Hello." Sunita answered it.

"This is your 1 pm call." I said, laughing.

"Yeah, well, in a way it's too late."

"In what way?"

"It's just that today was Sajid and Rasul's day off."

"Oh, so they didn't come over?"

"Of course they did. They came over right after Apu's bus left. That's why the 1 pm call is too late."

"Ohh....so...what happened?"

"Let's talk about it tonight."

"No, it's okay. I have time."

"Yes, but I don't. They'll be back soon."

"What???"

"Yeah. They went to have lunch. And..." that's when I heard the doorbell. "...oh, there they are. I'll see you tonight. Love you."

And she hung up. They came over right after Apu left! And they are back. There was so much I wanted to know. But it would have to wait.

The day seemed to pass slower than ever. I tried to immerse myself in work, but even that didn't help. Finally when I got home, I was about to die of curiosity.

"Yes, I know you must be on pins and needles. So I did you a favor." Sunita said as soon as I walked in.

"Favor?"

"Yeah, I had my sister pick up Apu. So I can tell you about everything that happened. And then we'll go pick him up after that."

"Great. So, start."

"Okay." we sat down on the couch and Sunita started narrating. "Like I told you, today was their day off. So they dropped in as soon as Apu left for college. In fact Sajid said they had been waiting for the bus to leave."

After Apu left, I was about to go shower, like always. I had stripped down to my panties, and was about to take them off when the doorbell rang. I thought it might be some hawker or salesman, so I put on my bathrobe, the one that goes all the way to my knees, and answered the door. I was surprised to see Sajid and Rasul standing there.

"So your boy is off to college, huh?" Sajid said, striding in as if he owned the house. I noticed that both the men were looking clean. As Sajid explained, it was their day off, so they did not have any dust or grime or sweat on them.

"What do you want?" I asked.

But ignoring my question, Sajid said,

"What is this dress?"

"It's a bathrobe."

"Bathrobe? I have never seen you wear this dress."

"It is not worn as a dress. It is worn to cover up when you are about to shower, or after you're done showering."

"Like a towel?"

"Yes."

"So you are about to go shower?" Sajid asked.

"Yes, I was. until you barged in." I said.

Sajid started pulling at the lapel, exposing some of my chest.

"What are you doing?" I said, slapping his hand away.

"Ah, so you're naked under it?" Sajid said and laughed. Rasul chuckled nervously.

"No." I said. "I have my panties on."

"Show me." Sajid said and pulling at the robe again.

"No." I said and fought him off.

"What's the problem? I've seen you like that before!" he said, sounding genuinely puzzled.

"Rasul is here." I whispered in Sajid's ear.

"So what? He also saw you like that, remember?" Sajid said, making my ears go red in shame. "In fact, you should do the poor boy a favor and show him so he can take a careful look."

"No." I said, and started walking away. Sajid followed me as I walked towards the bedroom.

"I thought you were going to shower."

"Now I am not. I am going to get dressed." I said. "Why are you in the bedroom with me?"

Sajid had followed me, and was now fondling my ass. He closed the bedroom door.

"Well, now there is no Rasul. At least now open the robe."

I sighed and opened the robe. Sajid whistled as my boobs came in view. I opened the closet and started looking for clothes to wear. Sajid came and started playing with my boobs again.

"Sajid." I said, annoyed that his hands were in my way as I tried to get some clothes out. "Stop it."

He swiftly moved his hands lower. His right hand touched my pussy mound over my panties.

"Sajid!" I said, trying to slap his hand away. But he started rubbing me. And within seconds, had located where my clit was. "Ohhhhhh..."

I had no idea an old low class laborer would be this good with his fingers. I thought him to be the type who just fucked his wives and rolled over. But he clearly had other skills.

"You like that?" he said. I only moaned in response. He then slowly moved his fingers to the edge of the panties and poked inside, touching my clit directly. He rubbed it gently, his rough workman fingers creating sensations that your fingers never have. I was like putty in his hands.

He decided to take advantage of the pliable mood I was in and with his other hand started sliding the panties down. A part of me wanted to stop him. But his fingers had me in a totally different zone. So I let him slide the panties down and soon I was naked under my open bathrobe. In his arms.

He moved me towards the bed and put me down on it, on my back, all the while working on my clit with his fingers. He then started licking my nipples, his tongue making a circular motion on each of them turn by turn. And I noted the tickling sensation of his stubble against my boobs. His fingers meanwhile were working really fast. And combined with his tongue play with my nipples, I could not take it any more. I started having an orgasm, a big one. I tried to make sure I wasn't yelling too hard, but I am sure Rasul held my cries. I thrashed around on the bed for a while, until the orgasm swept over.

Sajid smiled in appreciation of his handiwork, and moved his hand from my crotch to his pants. He started unbuttoning them, and slid them down. And there it was. His dick, in my full view for the first time. The first dick I had ever seen apart from yours. It was circumcised, obviously, with a thick nasty looking head. His pubic hair was also grey. And he had enormous balls. I was transfixed looking at it.

Sajid got on top of me and parted my legs.

"No, no." I said, coming to my senses and putting my hand on my pussy.

"What?" he said.

"Not yet." I pleaded with him. He pleaded with me. I told him I was not ready yet. He could not understand what my problem was. I was already almost naked. I had just orgasmed in front of him. Fucking seemed like the next logical step.

"So what am I supposed to do?" he said angrily.

In response, I got up and got on my knees. His dick was now right in front of my face. Like a museum exhibit, I was staring at it again. And then....I took it in my mouth. As much as I could. He was clearly taken aback by that.

"What a strange woman you are, Sunita." he said, spanking my butt. "Other women say, do it down there, but not in the mouth. You want it in the mouth?"

I noted to myself how right he was. Even when we started dating, it was a year after we had sex that I actually started feeling comfortable giving you a blowjob. And here I was, sucking on a strange man's dick in my own bedroom. That awareness turned me on even more and I started sucking his dick even more enthusiastically.

I sucked the top half like a lollypop, while using a jacking motion on the base. Occasionally, I would cradle his balls, and marvel at how massive they were. As I gave him the blowjob, he kept playing with my hanging boobs and nipples. He pulled my open bathrobe up until it was bunched over my back and started playing with my ass too. Making appreciative groans once in a while. After about five minutes, I could sense he was about to cum.

I may have sucked his dick, but letting him cum in my mouth seemed like a step too far. So I took the dick out, and he sprayed his cum all over my tits.

"Okay, now go and let me get dressed." I said, pushing him out of the bedroom with some difficulty.

I took some time to get dressed. I first had to clean all his cum off. Then choose something appropriate. Teasing and accessible, yet not too revealing, lest I lose control. I finally chose a knee-length skirt and button down top. And then walked out of the bedroom.
(To Be Continued)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

part7


"So big step as you see. Got almost naked, had him finger me and gave him a blowjob." Sunita summarized.

I already had a raging hard on. With her narration ended, I leaped at her. And we made love on the couch right there.

Fifteen minutes later, after Sunita had cleaned up, she said to me.

"So you are clearly okay with all that I told you."

"Yes, it's incredible."

"Good. that was just the start. What follows is a bit more shocking."

"What happened next?" I asked. Sunita settled down on the couch next to me, naked, and said,

"When I walked out of the bedroom, I saw a sight that almost knocked me off my feet. I had left the living room with only Rasul there. Now, with Rasul and Sajid, there were four more guys, sitting on the couch and chairs, giggling and talking."

"What?"

"Yup. I was flabbergasted. Sajid saw the look on my face and said he had told them all about my tea, so they had come for a taste. So could I please make tea for all of them?"

"Yeah right, tea." I snickered.

"I know. I was pissed off. Here I was, just getting used to the presence of these two guys, and Sajid brought in more guys! I started regretting giving him a blowjob. With an obvious look of displeasure on my face, I went to the kitchen."

"And I bet Sajid followed you in?"

"No, he did not. He was sitting out there like a host entertaining guests. Acting like the man of the house. I made the tea, and took it to the living room. I handed everyone their cups, and just as I was about to sit on an empty spot next to Sajid, when he pulled me onto his lap."

"In front of them? And you let him?" I asked, shocked.

"Well, I was a bit scandalized. But to be honest, I was also a little turned on. Here was this old construction worker treating me like his property in front of these other construction workers."

"What did the others say?"

"Nothing. They all seemed to be suppressing their giggles. Sajid pulled me on his lap, put his arm around me, resting one hand on my thigh, and kept talking. They were all talking about the construction work. No one was directly acknowledging my presence, just stealing glances at me. Looking at my bare calves and shins. Checking out my boobs that were straining against the top.. And they all kept talking and drinking the tea."

"I was getting bored by their irrelevant talk and had drifted off in my own thoughts when I felt a slight draft on my thighs. I looked down and saw, much to my shock, that my skirt was bunched up halfway up my thighs, revealing most of my legs to everyone. Sajid must have gradually pulled the skirt up without my noticing."

"So what did you do?" I asked.

"I thought about slapping his hand away. But then I saw the hungry look in the faces of all the men. And it made me feel good. Being admired like this. So I played along with Sajid's game, not acknowledging what he was doing. That gave him more confidence. He dropped the pretense of gradually pulling the skirt. He pulled it all the way up, and now my panties were visible to everyone in the room."

"Holy shit! Weren't you scared? All those men, getting turned on. And you alone."

"I was scared. But somehow, Sajid's touch was calming me. Anyway, soon all the men finished their tea. I got up to take the cups back. As I did, I noticed that without my realizing, Sajid has also undone the top two buttons of my blouse."

"And you didn't realize?" I incredulously asked.

"I swear I didn't. I only realized it when I bent to take the cup from one of the guys, and my blouse fell forward, giving him a good look at my cleavage. As I went around picking up the cups, everyone got a look at my cleavage. I collected all the cups and walked back to the kitchen. This time, Sajid followed me."

"In the kitchen, I asked Sajid why he was doing this. Displaying me to all these guys? Sajid responded by pushing me against the wall. He slid his hands down my skirt and panties, and touched my cunt. It was obviously wet. He observed I seemed to be enjoying it, so why put up a pretense of modesty?"

"Good point." I said.

"Yeah, not much I could say in response. I asked him, now what? He told me to just go about my routine as if they weren't there. He would just sit and talk with them. So I got about my usual duties. Cleaning the house. As I cleaned the house, I could sense six pairs of eyes following every move I made. Whenever I bent, I could see them trying to peek down my cleavage. Or check out my ass. Or both."

"Sajid was preening like the king of the castle.. When I finally came to the couch to sit down, Sajid got up and said, come with me."

"Where did he take you?"

"To the bedroom. There he took off my skirt and panties. Then unbuttoned my blouse, but kept it on. So there I was on the bed in his arms, naked except for the blouse. Then he got fully naked. And then he had us....spoon."

"Spoon?" I asked.

"Yeah, you know, like two spoons. We were lying down on our sides, I was in front of him, with my back towards him. And he was hugging me tight, with both our legs bent in the waist. So obviously, his dick was poking against my ass. And occasionally against...you know."

"So he fucked you?" I impatiently asked.

"No. He tried to entice me, but I kept shying away. So he turned me so I was on my back and his knee was under my ass and started fingering my clit with his left hand. With his right hand, he brought my face close to him and started tongue-kissing me."

I was incredibly turned on by the idea of this sight - my wife, almost naked, splayed with her legs open on some guy's knee, as their tongues played with each other. That started getting me very excited. He continued deftly playing with my clit for a few minutes and then returned to the spooning position. This time he expertly positioned himself such that his dick was sliding between my legs, rubbing against my pussy lips. Oh Tarun, it felt sooooo good. I almost gave in."

"Almost?"

"Yes, almost. Before I gave in to him completely, I decided to take matters into my own hands. or mouth. Hehe. I got on my hands and knees and started sucking his dick again. He did not seem to mind. And again, we did almost like a replay of what happened previously that morning."

"Again, almost?"

"Yes, a crucial difference was...... that towards the end of the blowjob, I realized we had an audience."

"An audience?"

"Yes, the bedroom door was slightly open, and although Sajid didn't notice it, I noticed there were a couple of guys peeking through the slit in the door. I was about to freak out and shoo them away when I realized....they probably couldn't see that much. My torso was covered with my open blouse anyway, its sides falling down. And my ass was pointing away from the door. All they were really getting a good look at was.....my face and the dick fucking my face."

"And that didn't seem too much to you?"

"No." Sunita said, blushing. "not then. But after Sajid was done coming in my mouth...I swallowed this time....I got up and noticed that the mirror behind me must have shown whoever was at the door, a good view of my ass."

"Did Sajid notice the people at the door?"

"No. Or maybe he did. I don't know. What I do know is when I got dressed again, the door was closed, and whoever had been peeking, were gone. Anyway, we went back outside, and a bunch of the guys started whistling and clapping. I am sure everyone was convinced that Sajid had fucked me. He did nothing to correct that impression, and beamed at everyone, like some Olympic medal winner. He went back to the men and started talking. I decided to start lunch."
(To Be Continued)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

part8


"So I went to the kitchen and started cooking. The men were all outside talking. I seemed to be the topic of discussion. I couldn't hear everything, but once in a while I heard stuff like..... What a sexy woman I was........how big my tits were..... ….how much milk my breasts can produce If I become pregnant again, and so on. At least two men joked that Sajid should make me his fourth wife, since I listen to him more than any of his other wives do. Then a guy asked Sajid how my cunt felt when he fucked it. Despite never having fucked it, Sajid was able to lie about it convincingly. He Said it was warm and tight and wet and what not."

"Ten minutes later, when I was chopping vegetables, I heard someone walk into the kitchen even as the lewd conversation outside went on. I turned around to see it was sajid

Sajid told me to come to the door and see them all off. Sajid left last of course, and did so after kissing me slobberingly. And said he'd be back after lunch. And a while after that is when you called."

"Hmmm... and you got some time to yourself?"

"Yes. An hour to myself gave me time to think, and set some boundaries. I had certainly enjoyed what was happening, but I did not want to get too carried away." Sunita said.

"Haha, I will be interested to hear what those boundaries were." I said, pinching her nipple and Sunita smiled.

"An hour later, when the doorbell rang, it was just Sajid who came back. He closed the door behind him, and started kissing me and unbuttoning my top. I started leading him towards the bedroom, but he was too impatient and pulled me down on the couch with him. My top was open, and he was playing with my boobs. Then he slid my panties off and started fingering me. And again, he made me cum with his fingers, and I reciprocated with a blowjob, and swallowed it all."

"You have become quite the swallower, haven't you?" I said.

"Hehe, yes. Once that was done, we sat there, him fondling my body all over. Me naked except for my open top and skirt. I noticed this about Sajid - he never got me completely naked. Always left something on. A while later, the doorbell rang. I started buttoning up my top, but Sajid said, leave it open. I said no, but I didn't button it up either. I just tied a knot at the bottom with the two ends of the top. That revealed half of my boobs but still kept enough hidden. I started putting my panties on and he asked me to leave them off. This I didn't agree with at all. I said I'd prefer to keep my panties on. He didn't say anything."

"I opened the door and Rasul walked in. He noticed the new configuration of my top and smiled. Sajid told him to come over to the living area and we all sat there talking. Well, Sajid and Rasul were talking about their stuff. I was just eye candy. My top was almost open, so they could see half of each boob at all times."

That's when the phone rang. Sunita's sister said Apu was getting very restless, so she was about to drop him off.

Sunita quickly concluded her story saying nothing new happened after that. They all sat around talking, checking her out. When she would get up or move, her boobs would move and all the time they got a decent look at them. A couple of times she was fondled by Rasul surreptitiously when Sajid wasn't looking. But it didn't go beyond that. They left in a while, since Apu was about to come home.

We got dressed, and Apu came home. The rest of the night was spent placating Apu who seemed to be in a particularly lousy mood.
(To Be Continued)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

part9

The next few days, I could not get my regularly scheduled updates. I was too busy at work and unable to call Sunita during the day. Then something or the other kept cropping up at night. Once, we had some guests over, who stayed till midnight, and Sunita was exhausted with the cooking and cleaning, so went to bed right away. The next two days, I had to attend late night office pities. And then we had to attend wedding receptions for a couple of nights so were surrounded with too many relatives to ever get any privacy. In between, even if we did start talking, Apu would interrupt. So it was almost a week later that Sunita and I got time to talk.

"Okay, start from the beginning, and don't leave out any details." I said.


"Now remember, this was the day we were having guests over. So I had to spend most of the time in the kitchen. And it was a hot day, so I got very sweaty. By noon, my tank top was drenched with sweat. And since it was white, obviously, it did not hide much."

"Nice!"

That day when Sajid came by. He said he only had two hours, and had to get back soon. So we spent that time in the kitchen, making out. He put his hand under my top, felt me up, worked on my ass, and kissed me all over. I was in his arms, getting mauled, my top rolled above my tits. After a few minutes of molesting, Sajid unzipped his pants.. Sajid's like I told you, is large, much bigger than you. I was drawn to his cocks."
"For the next fifteen minutes, I sucked him off. Sajid made me take my shorts and panties off. And again, true to his style, did not get me fully naked. I sucked his dicks, wearing just my tank top. Sajid showed no signs of cumming. "When did he finally cum?" I asked, amazed at Sajid's staying power. Sunita is great at sucking dick and I can never last beyond 5 minutes with her technique.

"Well, almost half an hour passed, and he still hadn't cum. My jaw started hurting like crazy. I finally took his dick out of my mouth and started jacking him off with my hand. I told him my jaws were too sore, and I could not suck him any more. Sajid laughed and said, why take all that effort? He knew of another place I could take his dick in that would take in, and he would cum a lot faster. And he reached down and fingered my cunt.." "I stopped jacking him off and looked at him. He pulled me up onto his lap, and hugged me. What am I waiting for, he asked. We had pretty much done everything else, and I had obviously enjoyed . I had already let my boobs and pussy be felt up. Why avoid something that would give both of us the most pleasure, he asked. Besides making the case with his mouth, he was also making it with his dick. He was moving it back and forth, over my pussy lips, making my resolve weaken by the second."

"Oh my god. You fucked him, didn't you?" I said, seeing where this was going.

"Yes." Sunita said and hugged me.



I whispered in Sajid's ear, let's go to the bedroom. He picked me up effortlessly, and carried me to the bedroom. I told him to lock the door, and he did. As he took his shirt off, got fully naked, and advanced towards me, I told him we didn't have more than 15 minutes, because Apu would be home soon. He laughed and said I had been teasing him so much, he would definitely get done a lot before that."

"How did he fuck you? Tell me the positions in detail." I eagerly said.

"Well first....obviously, I had him put on a condom." Sunita said. I was about to ask about it next. I was able to fuck her without care, because my sperm count had gone down recently, so there was no danger of pregnancy. This was something we found out a couple of years back. when we tried to have a second child.

"Good."

"He wasn't very happy about it. But reluctantly agreed. Once he put it on, he first started fucking me missionary style. His body really close to mine, my boobs rubbing against his chest."

"You were naked?" I asked.

"No! He rolled up my top under my arms. But didn't strip it off." Sunita said shrugging her shoulders. "The fucking felt really good. He didn't have too much technique, but the sensation of an unfamiliar cock was enough to excite me. For a couple of minutes, he did that, and then made me get on all fours. And started fucking me doggy style. He kept commenting on how great my ass looked when it slapped against his thighs."

I tried to picture the scene. Doggy style is my favorite way of fucking Sunita as well. Her butt has such a nicely round shape, and it parts ever so slightly when she is on her knees. It gives a great view of her asshole.

"He started pounding me really hard. Grabbed me by the waist, unfolded one knee and put it next to my shoulder. And fucked me really deep and hard."

I could sense Sunita getting turned on just remembering it, as she squirmed.

"As his fucking got even faster, I could sense that my orgasm was near. I pushed back against him harder, to get a better drilling. But sadly, before I could cum, he did. Started pumping his semen into the condom. Even through the condom, I could feel its force inside me. I moaned in disappointment when he finally took his dick out. And stayed there on all fours, my ass in the air, trying to regain my breath."

"For a while I actually considered telling Sajid to wait and have another go after few minutes. I was so close to an orgasm. But then I looked at the clock and realized, I really needed to hurry. Apu would be home soon. When I stood up, Sajid threw the cum-filled condom at me, and asked me to get rid of it. I walked out of the bedroom, my top still rolled up over my boobs, with the condom in my hand. "So where did you eventually throw the condom?" I asked.

"In a separate bag. Near the washing machine. I thought I would throw it out later." Sunita said. "Anyway, after Sajid left, I washed up, put on regular clothes. And soon Apu came home. And then I went back to cooking for the guests."

By now I was too horny to let things proceed. I jumped on top of her and started stripping her.

Unlike Sajid, I had no compunctions in stripping my wife completely naked. Within seconds I was inside her, fucking her warm cunt. I got the feeling that her cunt was a bit looser than usual, but I put it down to my imagining things. No matter how big Sajid's dick was, it could not stretch her so much in a matter of days, could it? And even if it had, it made her all the more sexy. This is exactly the kind of newness and excitement I had been hoping for to revive our sex life.

"Mmmm yes.... fuck me harder. You know……you need to fuck better than Sajid…………hard sona….hard….no no you have to do much better than that….. other wise any thing can happen………you don’t know how cheap and unfaithful wife I am." Sunita whimpered, and that really got me going. She was usually silent in bed. This kind of dirty talk was another welcome change.

“I see you really like being fucked now a days…. don't you? You like being fucked really hard?" I responded.

"Yes, yes, fuck hard……really hard………you need to prove that you are capable……you know now you have a competitor " Don’t let him win easily.

Oh…..god….she is making me really jealous. She is pinching me really well with this new kind of dirty talking.

I obliged and started pounding her at a feverish pace. But hearing about her encounters had already aroused me so much, that the increased pace meant I didn't really last too long. I came inside her in a little over a minute.

"Shit. That was too soon." I said, resting on top of her, feeling her huge tits press against my chest.

"Mmmmm." Sunita moaned. "It's okay. There's more to tell. And I am sure you will get ready soon after you hear about it."

I rolled off Sunita and kissed her for a few minutes. And then told her to resume her report.

"Tell me about the next day."
(To Be Continued)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

part10


"Can you guess what happened the next day?" Sunita asked me playfully.

"Hmm......Sajid fucked you all day...again and again…..right?" I asked.

Yes…again and again……Sunita smiled naughtily."

"Rasul also fucked you?" I asked.

"No….no. Sajid has made it perfectly clear to him. He is the only one, apart from my husband of course, who had fucking and breast sucking rights in this house." Sunita said.

But Sajid said from now on he will come twice a week because his contractor is planning to send him into another site which was located at the outskirt of the city. Though for the past few days he continued fucking me two- three times every afternoon.

Next week I again asked Sunita about Sajid and her daily sexual activity. But she said Sajid was not coming. She looked really worried. 2 weeks passed by. There was no sign of Sajid Or Rasul. Sunita became very upset. I understood her frustration and bad mood and carefully avoided bringing Sajid’s issue. Next month I got a huge promotion as a senior executive. I had to throw parties and restaurant treats to our friends and relatives. Sunita became very busy arranging those events. She slowly started to come out from her frustration. After another week Sunita looked normal and happy as usual. I found that she completely forgot about Sajid. Another month passed by. Then came up my first ever Singapore tour to attend an important month long client meet. After I went to Singapore I called her daily. She sounds happy and completely out of frustration. After the month long client meet was over, I came back from Singapore and Sunita received me on the airport. On the way towards home she was very eager to know about my tour. I was describing her about my tour. Then certainly I asked her playfully about Sajid …..mainly to check that she was mentally ok. She smiled naughtily and said something that I could not believe first. I thought my heart stopped working when she told me that Sajid was staying with her in my house and in my absence. She naughtily gave me a push and said “don’t worry sona …. You don’t have to fight a duel with him to get back the right of riding me again. He just left before I came to receive you in the airport”.
(to be continued)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

part11




But you never told me anything about it when I rang you every night……..I almost shouted. Sunita first tried to read my face….wanted to know I am angry or not. But I controlled my expression quickly and she thought I was just surprised. She then said “I did not want to make you worried. I thought I could handle the situation myself and I will give you the surprise when you come back from Singapore.”
“But how did that started”….. I asked suppressing my jealously. Her eyes shined and she said “well the day before you went to Singapore Sajid called me in the afternoon on our landline. He said he is not in the city……he went to his native village to spend some nights with his first wife.
“You know I have to fulfill her needs too……she is my first wife”….. that’s what Sajid said laughingly.

“So how is everything going…….. .. Is your first wife very beautiful…..”
I asked?
Sajid said “well she was pretty when I married her but after giving birth of my 7 children she became slightly fatty. But you know she is the only one among my wives who allows me to fuck her in the asshole.
“The moment I herd the word ‘asshole’ I became very very excited and horny”…….Sunita continued.
I told him that my husband is on a tour and I am totally alone in my house. Sajid then playfully offered me to take him as my standby husband until you come back from Singapore. Listening his Idea I almost jumped up with joy though he was not serious about it first. He even reminded me about Apu also. But I was so excited about the idea that I promptly said “no one will come between you and me……..you don’t need to worry about anything. You just come as soon as possible”. Sajid then said he had enough ass fucking for the past few days……..he will come tomorrow to take your place and feel my worm pussy. I did not inform you about it because…. not only that I did not wanted to make you worried before going to Singapore but also I did not wanted to hear a NO from you.

“But what did you told Apu”…… I asked suppressing my annoyance.

Well I told him that he is your uncle and will stay with us for few days. OH….. You won’t believe how much we enjoyed. From the last few weeks we have fucked day and night…..it was like shameless Burdon free anytime anywhere fucking. I started to serve early dinner so that we could have longer night. We used to wait impatiently for Apu to go to sleep. As soon as that used to happen we used to quickly close our bedroom door and dive in to our bed. We never felt tired for our night long fucking sessions. Even in the morning some times Sajid used to give me a quickie steeling moments from Apu. In the afternoon when Sajid used to go to work, I used to think about our previous night and play with my pussy. We have fucked everywhere…….in our kitchen…….bathroom….on the couch……even in Apu’s bed also. Don’t worry….. I will tell you everything in details…… one by one….. And I am sure that I will make you horny every night for at least one year. I have gathered that much stock for you.

Though I did not like the idea of Sajid playing my role in my absence but the incident helped tremendously changing the state of our sexual life. Every night she used to start describing one of their sexual encounters and every time we ended up making hot passionate sex. We found the newness in our sexual life that we were looking for so long.

(To Be Continued)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

part12

But everything has a price.

One fine morning I found Sunita became very worried about something. I tried to know what happened but she said she will inform me when she will be sure. That night after making passionate sex Sunita said she wanted something from me. I asked what. She said first you promise me you give me what I want. I had to promise her.

Then in a very husky voice she said that she was pregnant. I could not believe on my ear when she informed me that she was carrying Sajid’s baby. I could only say HOW? She said Sajid did not like condoms and she did not forced him to use one every time they fucked. It would then destroy all the fun……..that’s exactly what she told me.
Now looking straight in to my eyes she said she wanted to keep the baby. I tried to say something but could not utter a word. In a very commanding voice she continued “you have to take all the responsibility of the baby also other wise you will loose your wife”. Looking deeply in to my eyes she then informed, Sajid already offered her to take her as his fourth wife. She continued “I said NO to him because I love you very much. But I do not like abortion. Before saying any thing just remember if you insist for abortion then I will have to say YES to Sajid, though I don’t know how I will stay without you and Apu. And remember If I decide to continue with Sajid after the birth of this one………..babies will continue to come in to my womb in every two three years. You have to take care of those also.

All the other wives of Sajid gets pregnant every now and then. When one gets pregnant another one comes to worm his bed. He then fucks her continuously every night until she gets pregnant. Then another one comes to fulfill her place. This is very normal among his wife’s. Even his first wife got pregnant last year, who is now in her mid forties. I am no exception to him.
Now take your time and think about all the aspects of it carefully. Try to take your decision within two three days though you have already promised me for a YES. Now go to sleep…. I am feeling very tired.
(To be Continued)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

PART13

I was very angry and jealous that night but could not say anything to her. The idea of sharing my lovely wife was my brainchild from the beginning. For years I have directly and indirectly tried to drag her in to this. Now I can not back out from the situation. I have started something for which I have to face the consequences. There was no room for me to say ‘No’ to her. So I had to signal YES. She became very happy after listening my decision and started saying that I don’t need to worry about anything, she will manage everything.

Few sleepless nights passed by. Slowly I started to feel excited about the idea of being a cuckold husband. What happened to us next is another story. I will describe it in details on some other time. I am giving you some hint though.

To me it was a mixture of humiliation, jealousy and high degree of sexual satisfaction. An old dirty construction worker started fucking my homely wife regularly in to my own house…….. They have started to act like husband and wife in my absence…….. Sajid became the ‘head of the family’ when I used to be busy with my office tours…….. Like some dirty street dogs they used to shout, kiss and bite each other while mating shamelessly ………… Sajid used to molest my homely wife roughly like a cheep street whore and sometimes at night I used to discover bite marks and nail marks in to my wife’s gorgeous naked body proving that they have made love in the afternoon…… …….. They used to enjoy hassle free unprotected sex which made my wife pregnant in every alternative year…….. I am raising those illegal babies of my wife giving them my surname and taking all the financial responsibilities of them ……..sex with Sunita became very very wild and satisfactory. Though for the past few months I felt her pussy was not so tight like it used to be. And her breasts became slightly saggy….maybe… because of her lovers rough treatment and heavy molestation. Or maybe because of her continuous breast feeding to her babies.
(To Be Continued)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

part14

Funniest thing is that Sunita can’t stay a single day without meeting Sajid but she always says that she only loves me and she will die if I leave her somehow. One day I pointed out that once she threatened me to leave me and marry sajid. She quickly answered that it was part of her pressure technique to get a quick YES from me. And then smiling naughtily she added how fool I was………..how could I think that she will marry an old poor construction worker like Sajid and live with his other wife’s in his dirty house.

In another occasion while she was fucking me sitting on top of my cock…told me that I should not feel humiliated because of her illegal babies. Sunita said “I am not cheating you.…….it is just Sajid do not like abortion and he wants to make our affair fruitful. Then she added “I also feel terribly excited and horny when I carry his babies inside me. Just think how sexy it is…. I am married to some one whom I love more than my life….at the same time I am caring babies of an outsider whom I like to fuck most.

Well….Sunita is right……..I must admit that sometimes I also feel that the situation is very erotic and sexy……….I mean………like one day while humping Sunita’s asshole, when she said “Oh Tarun don’t fuck me so hard like this…….don’t forget I am carrying some ones baby for god shake……..if anything happens to the baby, just think how will I face Sajid then……..if it was your baby…..I mean product of your fucking……could you be so careless like this”?


So friends how do you feel about our life style? If you feel our lifestyle is very fascinating and exciting then you can try this cuckold idea also. But just remember one thing…… that every fun has a price.
(END)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

BUMPY RIDE

"Aw honey, she always feels ill...I really don't see why they don't just get a taxi home." I was talking about our neighbors Kim and Geoff. They were an ok couple...as neighbors go, but Kim was one of those hypochondriac types. She was never happy unless there was something wrong with her.

I mean, don't get me wrong – I'm very much the stay at home type. I like nothing more than a hot scented bath and a quiet glass of wine with Jas...my hubby. But I like to enjoy life, and the Christmas party is the one time of year we get to put our glad rags on and let our hair down.

Why Jas had volunteered to drive tonight is beyond me. He is taking some antibiotics for an ear infection, but a couple of drinks wouldn't have hurt him. Still, it had meant we didn't have to call a taxi which had seemed a good idea at the time – right up until little miss miserable had started complaining about one of her impending migraines. It was barely midnight, the drinks had been flowing and the party was still in full swing, at least for everyone else. For us, it seemed very much on the wind-down.

"I know babe...but they do live next door, and it won't be going on for much more than an hour here anyway." He pulled me to him and kissed my lips. "Besides, you've been looking so fine tonight, I've been dying to take you home for hours..." I pouted, half sulkily – half sexily.

He did have a point, it was unlikely that the party would go on for longer than an hour and I was feeling in the mood for some after-party hanky panky. I snuggled against him, and he reached behind me, cupping my bum cheeks in his hands, and squeezing them gently through the thin fabric of my evening dress.

"You know, you have the most amazing ass in the world," he commented, sliding his hands up as he said it, over the curve of my hips, onto my waist and then up onto my chest, "and the firmest tits too!" he smiled. I looked up at him, and kissed him,

"Ok" I conceded "I suppose so. Tell you what...you pop to the bar and fetch me one last drink, and ill find Kim and Geoff and let them know were are going."

I started to pull away to head back into the hall, but Jas held my hand and pulled me back to him, a guilty look fleetingly crossed his face.

"Erm...babe, you'd better find Phil and Dave too. I said they could have a lift since we are going that way." He looked sheepish, and so he should – I knew exactly what that meant. Dave and Phil were two of his high college buddies. They shared a flat across town, and there hadn't been one single occasion since I had known Jas when driving them home hadn't resulted in a quick coffee, which resulted in a quick joint, which resulted in a stoned Jas and I heading home in a taxi, several hours after getting there.

"Oh no...come on babe, what about getting home early so you can have your wicked way with me?" I pulled away from him slightly, pouting for real now.

"Yeah, I'm still gonna do that!" He said, by way of reassurance, only I had heard it many times before. Stoned Jas equals sleeping Jas and that was not gonna be on my cards tonight! Not after he had my hopes up.

"No way Jas, tell them all to get a taxi together - it'll cost virtually nothing between them all." To be honest, I don't know why I was even bothering. I knew damn well that we would end up giving everyone a lift home. And I also knew damn well that the night would end exactly as I thought it would.

"Fine." I said, after his speech about 'having given his word blah blah blah.' "But you can damn well go to that bar and get me a big bottle of something good. I'm not sitting there like a ninny with nothing to drink while you lot smoke your heads off!" I turned on my heel and stormed off to find the others.

***

It took the best part of half an hour to round everyone up. Jas got held up at the bar, buying me a nice two liter bottle of rose wine. Phil and Dave had to do the rounds saying cheerio to everyone they knew – and I'm certain a number of people they didn't know! Meanwhile I was stuck with Kim and Geoff, listening to Kim go on about how we should have left hours ago, before the migraine had chance to take hold.

Finally, we arrived at the car. The night had steadily gone from bad to worse, but at least I would get the chance to chill for a bit and take my painful heeled shoes off before reaching Phil and Dave's. I climbed into the front seat beside Jas and everyone else piled into the back – everyone except Kim that is. She came round to my door and opened it.

"Kate...would you mind if I sat up front, its just – with my migraine and all...I mean I get travel sick sometimes too?" I couldn't believe the night could get any worse until now. I looked over at Jas expecting him to say something; after all he is the one who filled our car with unwanted guests. Unfortunately, what he said is not what I wanted to hear.

"Sure" he said, looking at Kim, and then "Honey you won't mind riding in the back will you?" I opened my mouth in disbelief, about to tell the pair of them to jump off a tall cliff, but a somewhat caustic

"Of course...my pleasure," is all that came out. At this point, I had no idea how literal that statement was to be.

I slid out from the front seat, and as Kim squeezed her overly round bottom into it, I opened up the back door and looked in. There was about five inches of room when the lads squeezed up that I attempted to fit into. I managed to close the door, but I was half up on Dave's lap anyhow, and it was making everyone sit awkwardly.

"Well, this isn't going to work." I said, making it clear that I was in a huff. "I suppose I'd better sit on your knee Dave...at least you lot can sit comfortably then." Dave just grunted. Already several joints down the line, he was as doped as an inmate at the loony farm! I shifted up onto his lap and placed my elbows on the seats in front, with my face in my hands, and managed as sulkier look as I could muster. Jas had to know that he was going to suffer for this. Behind me the lads shuffled about, each taking up their share of the gap that I had left. Finally, Jas started the engine and moved off.

The car was quiet for the first ten minutes of the journey. On the other side of the car, Geoff gazed out of the window. Phil sat in the middle with his head lolled to one side resting on Dave's shoulder. He would be out for the count soon if he wasn't already, and as for Dave, he had been snoring like a trooper almost before we had pulled out of the car park. My mood had simmered somewhat. Perhaps it was the effects of the rose as I sat in the back contentedly supping from the bottle, but gradually the feelings of annoyance were slipping and being replaced with something warmer and it wasn't long before I realized what.

All thoughts of sex had passed, almost as quickly as they had come, when Jas had told me that we would be dropping the lads off at home. I was not gullible enough to believe that I would be getting any after he had partaken in a few joints. It seems that the desire for sex had not been so quick to dissipate however.

Now as I sat in the back of the car, with the buzz of the party behind me and the flood of alcohol in my veins, with the soft drone of the engine and the gentle rocking as the suspension held off the road, I felt a renewed surge of lust. I hadn't adjusted my position, and still leaned against the front seats on my elbows, but seated on Dave's lap, I could feel his leg pressing between my own legs. Sat forward as I was, I realized that the only thing separating the flesh of his thigh from my clitoris were three layers of very thin cloth. I had taken a while to notice, since the touch was so faint it was almost unperceivable, but slowly my comatose armchair was rubbing me to orgasm.

Fleetingly, I felt a surge of guilt and almost adjusted my position. It seemed wrong to entertain the idea of allowing another man to stimulate me. But I took a deep drink from the bottle and attempted to justify the situation. Firstly, my husband was an idiot. If he had just taken us home and had his way with me there, then I wouldn't have been in this situation in the first place. Secondly, the guy was asleep. I mean it's not like being unfaithful. In most senses of the word the guy was just like an inanimate object – a vibrator. It was no different to using a vibrator.

By this time, I could feel the heat that was building between my legs. I knew it was too late now - the damage was done, so I might just as well enjoy it. I opened my thighs a little to allow Dave's leg to press harder against my crotch.

Slowly, as the small rhythmic vibrations traveled through him like a conduit straight to my clitoris, I felt my excitement grow. Outwardly, I still sat forward tipping the bottle of wine down my throat and giving no overt signs of the tingling ebbs of pleasure rippling though me. Inwardly, my body reacted to the situation with an intensity that I have never known. My breasts, ample at 36c, pressed against the soft silk bra that held them beneath my dress and were suddenly sensitive as the seeds of lust took firm root. I could feel my nipples harden and press forward as though searching for escape, eager to be touched.

Lower down, the heat between my legs felt as though it had reached boiling point, the entrance to my pussy was no longer moist, but soaking my panties as its juices leaked in a stream from my wet hole. My eyes I knew would be glazed as I stared sightlessly forward, swept into a wanton need for fulfillment. I took another deep drink of wine and hoped my glazed look would be mistaken for drunkenness.

For another ten minutes, I rode in the back of my husband's car on the knee of his friend on a wave of heavenly pleasure. Every bump only increased my desire to orgasm over his friend's knee. But with every passing minute, the pleasure turned slowly to frustration. Every bump now teased my swollen clit with a promise that would never be satisfied, and I needed more. I wanted more. I bit my lip and nervously glanced behind me. Dave was out cold, as was Phil beside him and Geoff still gazed aimlessly out of the window. My pussy ached to be filled, and I realized that the point for consideration was long passed, my mind was already decided, I needed a cock, and nothing was going to stop me.
(TO BE CONTINUED)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Last Part



A plan had already formed in my mind and all that was required now was to put it into action.

"Honey, would you mind stopping at the petrol station on the way?" I smiled sweetly at Jas as he looked back at me in the rear view mirror.

"It's hardly on the way babe."

"I know, but since we are heading over to the guys, I'd like some smokes...besides, you can head home over the waste ground track. It'll take the same time."

A few hundred yards ahead, Jas turned onto the country lane. And shortly after that we pulled into the petrol station.

I jumped out of the car and headed into the shop, bought some cigarettes and then made a brief visit to the ladies room. Stage one complete.

Heading back to the car, I opened the door on Geoff's side and without waiting for an invitation squeezed in onto his lap, closing the door behind me. As Jas pulled out of the garage I asked him to turn up the music a little louder and then leaned back against Geoff,

"Hope you don't mind me coming over this side, its just Dave snores in my ear." Then I wriggled back until my ass was settled firmly over his cock.

"Er...no, it's fine," he mumbled, glancing briefly at the back of his wife's head before turning his head back to the window.

Stage two complete.

Beneath my ass, I could feel the outline of Geoff's cock pressing the material of my dress into the crack of my now naked cheeks. I could swear I had felt him grow a little when I settled onto his lap, but before I could progress I needed something more substantial.

I reached across the car, to the opposite side where I had left my bottle of wine, pressing my bum harder into his crotch as I did so. When I settled back, I twisted slightly, placing one arm around his shoulders, so that my braless tits were inches from his face, and offered him the bottle. He took a small drink, and offered the bottle back...nervously it seemed.

I took a deep drink, tipping my head back so that I couldn't see him. I pushed my chest out, so that my tits, pressed hard against the fabric of my dress would have no choice but to bulge out of the top. I could feel his eyes on them. Beneath me, I felt his cock pulse slightly. Seventy percent certain, I wanted just one more indication that I could safely proceed to fucking him.

"I need to get these damn shoes off," I muttered, bending forward whilst surreptitiously slipping the back of my dress up, so that my hairless slit, naked in all its glory now pressed directly down onto his crotch. I removed my shoes, and then sitting back upright, I lifted myself from his lap, and made a show of attempting to pull my dress back down, repeatedly brushing his cock through his trousers as I did so.

"Damn it." I slurred plopping down firmly in his lap and taking another deep swig of wine. "Damn dress is snagged now." And I wriggled back and forth, grinding my pussy against his readily hardening cock as though to emphasize the point.

"Er...You want me to try?" He asked.

"Ok." I hiccupped, and lifted my ass from his groin, shifting so that my weight pinned the dress to his thigh.

I waited, ass raised invitingly into the air, until his fingers clasped the hem, which lay directly beneath my moist pussy, and he attempted to pull it free. A few moments later, I knew we would turn onto the track which would lead us home. It was already dark, but once the main road was behind us it would be pitch black. It was now or never.

If I had been excited before, I was beyond myself now. Here I was, pussy open and dripping – desperate to be fucked like never before, and the man in question was not my husband, but my next door neighbor. His wife sat in the front seat, with my husband, both blissfully unaware that Geoff was about to be confronted with the dilemma of his life.

I knew from the bulge beneath me that Geoff was aroused, but how far would he take it? I had taken it this far, and in the next few moments would take it as far as I could without appearing anything other than drunk. Geoff however would be far from certain that I was offering him my pussy on a plate.
Stage three would see me lay my bare pussy into his hands...but what then? He might assume that being blind drunk I had no idea what I was doing. He would remove his hands and stare out of the window until we reached home. I was banking on the other option, where no man can resist a moist hole. He will take a leap of faith, and I will take another load of cum.

Geoff pulled again at the hem of my dress, and I felt it give. At that moment, the car turned off the main road, and onto the dark gravel track, there was a lurch as the front wheels found the first of many potholes, and I let my backside drop heavily onto his hands. His palms gripped my ass cheeks, and his fingers pressed into the soft wet flesh of my pussy.

"You know what..." I slurred..."It's good how it is." And I settled back against his body, holding his arms in place.

The next few moments seemed to hang in the air for an eternity. Geoff neither pulled away, nor delved in deep. Unsure of what to do, he just sat motionless. I dared not move, in case he took it as a protest against his invasion of my privates. Still, I was desperate. Softly, I rested my head back against his shoulder and let a quiet moan escape from the back of my throat.

For a moment there was nothing; then his fingers twitched slightly. Tentatively he began to edge the fingers of one hand deeper into my folds. I opened my legs invitingly, and felt the first finger slip inside to the knuckle. He withdrew his other hand, and slid it back, over my ass, and up until it slipped inside my dress and cupped my breast. He continued to finger fuck me, as I moaned in his ear and urged him to make me cum.

My juices flowed with renewed vigor, until I could feel them wetting his hand, and running down my thighs. Beneath me I could feel his cock straining for release, and slipping my hand between us, I freed it from its constraints. It felt shorter than Dave's, as I slid my hand from tip to sack. But as I lifted myself from his lap, and positioned myself above him, his prick penetrated my hole, spreading the wet folds until it seemed they would stretch no further. Still, I lowered my eager pussy onto his cock, exhaling sharply as the thick shaft relentlessly forced its way inside.

Unlike the relatively smooth ride that I had enjoyed whilst fucking Dave, the gravel track was a rollercoaster by comparison. Jolted and Jarred, I found myself bouncing around on Geoff's cock as it fell repeatedly from my gaping hole before plunging back inside. My pussy was on fire, and burned with a feverish intensity, anticipating each thrust that drove into my molten hole. Energetic spasms tore through my body, until it felt like the swollen head of his rampant prick was slamming right through me, attempting to drive its way into my stomach.

Suddenly the car lurched more violently than before, and for a moment, I found myself up in the air, before dropping back down onto the thick shaft that was impaling me over and over, this time sinking it so deep into my wanton pussy that I groaned uncontrollably.

"Are you Ok in the back there?" Jas asked.

"Yes." I replied quickly, grinding my pussy over the cock inside and feeling the upsurge of my impending orgasm, not so much welling inside as erupting, as pent-up pleasures of the past hour came flooding through me, in wave after wave of orgasmic bliss. "Oh fuck yes!"

We were nearing the end of the gravel track, just several hundred yards from the guy's house. Ahead, street lamps shone like beacons, marking the main road. Between here and there, I seemed to remember the track becoming exceptionally rough, and within seconds I knew I was right.

Violently, the car reared and heaved – throwing everyone inside about like rag dolls. Beside me, Phil and Dave groaned as their heads collided and they came awake with a painful start. Kim bounced in her seat, and I heard her mumble something about a bumpy ride. She had no idea. In the back seat, with her husbands cock filling my hole to bursting, I was having the bumpiest ride of my life – and loving it.

Orgasm after orgasm racked my body until every nerve quivered with surge after surge of electrical energy rushing through them. In the darkness, I could hear Dave mumbling to Phil. I was certain they would hear my breathing, but at this point I couldn't care less. Deep inside my pussy, I could feel Geoff's cock swelling well beyond its limits, and as the lurching motion drove his shaft relentlessly into the soaking hole between my legs, his hands tore inside my dress and groped my tits, kneading the flesh roughly.

I reached down and gripped his knees with my hands, grinding harder onto his pulsating shaft. A moment later, I felt his engorged head explode inside me, the warm spurt of his cum filling my hole. Again, I felt my climax nearing and I threw back my head and thrust my ass cheeks down as hard as they would go until every inch of him pounded into me.

"Oh fuck..." I groaned shamelessly as the flood of ecstasy swept though me.

A minute later, we pulled off the gravel track onto the main road and into the parking lot of Dave and Phil's flat. As Jas switched off the ignition, and swiveled to look into the back seat, I noticed that his wasn't the only glance to turn in my direction. Four pairs of eyes were silently making what they could of the scene before them. Geoff's cock had already slipped from my now gaping hole, and I had quietly zipped it back into his trousers. But sitting there before them, barely able to control my heavy breathing, dress askew and face no doubt flushed from the best fucking of my life...what could I say?

"So...how about that coffee?" I smiled.

After that incident Jeff regularly started fucking me in my husband’s absence. Shameful and immoral I know, but my relationship with Jeff developed as a devoted friendship that was built around raw, pure sex. It could never have been a husband -wife type relationship. I didn't like him enough to live with him. Jas knew abut the affair after one year. He tried to stop us many times but failed. My husband some time cries in front of me. Some time he begs. All the time I manage him by describing him how much I love him. Then I force him to fuck me to make him quite for the day. After making him come I always tell him, that he have to cope with the fact that his wife will be screwed by Jeff for the rest of his life. But I never told him that it all started with a bumpy ride.

(END)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

FOR A 12 INCH COCK




My story began after I migrated to Canada from India. I struggled a lot in the initial stages. I worked even 18 hours a day for my settlement in this new country. In this process of setting down I have had chances to meet with several people and obviously I made several new friends including GORAS (white) And BLACKS besides DESI people. Finally I settled in Toronto after trying my luck across the country.

I met Sophie there…..Sophie is a petite brunette with an ass that turns heads (mine at least). At 5’ 6” and 102 lbs. She has oversized breasts that capture one’s attention. I thank god that she picked me to be her life partner. My wife and I have been married for five years and have enjoyed a long monogamous relationship. I never claimed to be real experienced at sex prior to our marriage and my wife went to alter a virgin. However, we learned quickly and developed a very satisfying sex life. In fact both of us like to have sex almost everyday. If we can’t for some reason, we both get kind of cranky and obsessed until our urges are satisfied. This has made us very compatible over the years.

About six months ago I received a call from an old “buddy”( who was my early day’s friend, after my arrival to Canada) saying he was going to be in town for a couple of weeks and would like to get together with me and my wife. Stave and I been really close during my early arrival; In fact he was the first person whom I call a friend after being in this part of the world. We had not met since after our shifting to Toronto. He was an engineer while I got a job at the mill. The only reason I eventually couldn’t forget him because he had done me a great favor in finding me job in a time when I was so desperate in this country. Sorry I forgot to mention he basically is one of my WHITE friend.

Anyway Stave offered to buy us dinner at a nice restaurant while he was in town. During dinner Stave mentioned he would be staying at a hotel out of town because a convention had booked all the local rooms. Well, Sophie would have none of that and kindly offered the use of our extra bedroom for the duration of his stay. Stave quickly accepted. We hardly saw Stave the first couple of days he stayed at our home because of his work schedule. However, Thursday evening Sophie accidently walked in on him while he was getting out of the shower. She ran back in to our bedroom gasping with a look of shock on her face. I asked her what had happened and she explained that she had seen Stave naked. I told her it was no big deal and that she’d get over it. She said it was indeed a big deal; an eight inch ‘big deal’ and that she hadn’t even been hard. I laughed about it a little nervously, but didn’t think much more of the incident until later that night.


My wife and I were getting a little sexy and she was slowly stroking my 5 inches when she mentioned the size of Stave’s cock again. She wondered out loud how big it was. I told her that I would ask him if she wanted to really know, thinking to shock her out of this silliness. She giggled and seemed to forget the whole thing and we had some great sex that night. The next day I thought “what he heck” and told Stave about the incident. He laughed and said that for Sophie’s information he was 10” long when he was hard. I looked at him at amazement, and then he shrugged thinking of my own size. I could not believe that I have panis envy. Stave must have read my thoughts because he asked me about the size of mine. I told him honestly that I was 5”, when hard. I have never really thought about size before but when he leaned close and said he knew how I felt. I gave him “yeah, right” Sarcastic look. He lowered his voice and asked if I could keep a secret. I nodded then he said that a couple years ago his panis was even smaller than mine. I looked at him in further disbelief. He looked me straight in the eyes and said “it’s true; I found a way to permanently increase the size of my cock”. My expression didn’t change. “I’ll bet it could work for you too if you wanted. It’s really pretty simple and doesn’t hurt a bit, he added in response to my skepticism. I had to admit that I was intrigued by the thought; I could just imagine skewering my lovely wife deep and hard with my king-size cock. That would shut her up, I thought. Stave could somehow tell I was interested but worry. He put his hand to his chin like he was deep in thought, formulating and idea. Then he raised his eyebrows as if he had just come up with some sort of idea. “What?” I asked. Stave Insisted that I let him help me out, that he’d walk me through whole process, and that he even had the equipment for me to use.

He said that he wanted the satisfaction of helping out an old friend. “Besides”, he continued, “Sophie needs to experience the thrill of a full size cock. Women who do a full size cock are never satisfied with ‘little’ again. Later that night, I discussed our talk with Sophie. I asked her what she thought of Staves offer. Would she prefer me with a large cock? She was silent for a while. Finally she sighed and said. “Well, if there is nothing to loose, then what the heck?” I suspected that she was more excited than she let on because the sex that night was some of our best ever. After we came down she asked what the procedure was for the “enlargement”? I told her that Stave had not yet filled me in on all the details, but we would find out tomorrow. I woke up in the middle of the night to find Sophie next to me in bed and rubbing her pussy. I pretended to just roll over she wouldn’t notice that I was awake. The thought of being fucked by a large dick had obviously had its effect on her.

The next afternoon Stave called me in to his room. He reached in to a bag and pull out what appeared to be an oversize transparent bicycle pump. “This is it” he proudly proclaimed. I must have had a confused look on my face because he smiled and said “Trust me”. He went on to explain the general procedure. I have to use this device 3 to 4 times a day to “invigorate” my member. He said it involved sticking my cock in to the end of the tube and pumping on the handle. During use of the tube my cock would greatly expand in size until I came. After orgasm my cock would return to is normal size. This all should happen during the “development” phase of the process. The development phase could last for a couple of weeks to many months if I slacked of on the invigoration. However, eventually the change would come. When my cock had become acclimated to the increased size, it would simply not get smaller after an invigoration induced orgasm. Presto…. a huge cock. He said the best part was that the invigoration phase was fun. Sophie could even help out. He even estimated that based on the size of my cock right now I could anticipate at list 12” when finished. I would dwarf his own large member. He also said that it was important to set the final size when achieved; otherwise it might not “take” properly. According to him setting the size requires a constant external pressure on the penis just after final size was attained. This pressure somehow negates the vacuum effect that the tube causes, thus setting the size. Fortunately an accommodating pussy does just the trick. I didn’t really understand what he was talking about. I was never all that great in science. But stave assured me that we could worry about it later. Besides, he said “Sophie will love it”. Well that was all it took to get me started.

I took the tube and headed to the bathroom. My first attempt was a little clumsy; I soon got the hang of it. My cock really did look bigger in the tube. The orgasm shook my body. I thought the treatment might end up being fun than I anticipated. Later that day I invigorated twice more until my cock was limp. When Sophie came home I told her all about it. She got so charged up that she jumped me on the spot. It was then that I realized the main side effect. The invigoration process left my cock to sore and tired to be any use of Sophie. I rubbed her off, it just wasn’t the same. She really needed better than that to satisfy her needs. We both agreed the payoff would be worth it. After about a week Stave prepared to leave for home saying he would be back in town in a couple of weeks. He instructed me to keep with it and encouraged Sophie to think of large cock in her dreams. He knew it was only a matter of time before her dream would be a reality.

As it turned out Stave did get back in the town for about three weeks. Again, he stayed in our spare room. Sophie seemed especially glad to see him. I wanted to ask him if he thought treatment was working on me and when I could expect some results. It was getting tiring using the tube three times a day. My cock was like a limp rag doll between sessions, and Sophie was starting to get really cranky. After he was done unpacking, I asked Stave for an assessment of my progress. Even though I was really embarrassed to do it, I showed him my erect penis to get his opinion whether or not I had grown. He said he wasn’t sure, but everything appeared to be on track. It could happen any day now. Sophie and I ware thrilled. All that effort was going to pay off, I was positive. Stave cautioned us that although it “appeared good”, the final enlargement might still be some time away. There was no real way to predict the exact time. He then asked me If I had thought anymore about preparing to “set” the final size. I told him that I didn’t really understand the question. He reminded me that it was very important to complete the procedure otherwise all the effort could be lost. I must have looked puzzled. Stave took a deep breadth and said “remember, the best and easiest way to achieve the proper pressure is to fuck an accommodating pussy”. I did vaguely recall him mentioning that. I asked what the problem was; Sophie has waiting for this moment for 4 weeks. Stave shook his head and repeated “Accommodating, Do you think Sophie will be able to handle all 14’ of your dick when she has been used to your original 5 inches?”I shuttered “I,I, I don’t know. I guess we will just have to try. Stave asked if I was willing to risk all that hard work. Would Sophie be willing to put up with another month or more of no sex? Stave was right; I had to make sure it worked. I asked what we could do. Stave thought a few seconds and then said “I think you have several options.” You could find a some sex worker or any girlfriend who could be able to accommodate your large size. Of course they would have to be close whenever you invigorate. I am not sure how Sophie would like that. A second option is to use something, like a dildo, to expand Sophie prior to the big day. I am sure it would take several sessions and there is a danger that it might not work as well as you making love to her. A third option is to find some short of device to simulate the correct pressure, and hope its right in the first time. Finally you could find someone with a panis large enough to open Sophie up to within a reasonable proximity of your 14inches, but that would be just awkward as hiring a male sex worker. Well I know a sex worker was out of the question; Sophie would never stand for it. Certainly a device was too risky. That left the dildo or, unfortunately, a surrogate panis. I was against the last option and was sure it would not be acceptable to Sophie either.

Thankfully stave noticed my discomfort with the idea and put some of my fears to rest. He informed me the expansion process using a surrogate penis was really a “clinical” kind of procedure. It wasn’t as if someone would be making love to my wife. It was more like a therapist giving a message. But I still was not convinced. Sophie and I discussed our option later that night. Stave had pained a pretty scary picture of what could be happen, and Sophie is very nervous about the whole thing. A simple Yeast infection commercial gets her upset. At the point it seemed as if all our acceptable options had eliminated themselves. I asked Sophie if she thought we should call the whole thing off. Was a large cock worth the price that we have to pay? Sophie thought about for a moment, gave me a little hug, and told me that she was willing to make any sacrifice for my shake. Besides, she didn’t want to admit that we had wasted all the effort. She finally decided that the surrogate penis would be the most likely thing to work, and besides it really would be more like a trip to the doctor’s office. O.K may be more like a house call. It was decided. As distressful as it seemed, we would need someone to prepare Sophie to accommodate my new super size cock. We were out of other acceptable options as we saw them, and we both new we would have to see it through the end.

Finally it was Sophie who first suggested Stave for the task of preparing her. She had accidentally walked in on him another day while he was naked, in his room. He had been masturbating as she’d walked in. he had asked her earlier to stop by to help him sew on a button. As she walked in. he saw her and gave his cock another couple of quick strokes and exploded in orgasm sending his cum high in the air. She had gasped and had felt weak in surprise and shock but managed to quickly exit from the room. Later that night as I was finishing my invigoration, she relayed the story while wildly rubbing her cunt. As I was cleaning up she told me how sorry she felt for him. He didn’t appear to have a girlfriend and was left to seek his own release. She then lit upon an idea. Stave was such a good friend, and obviously knowledgeable, wouldn’t it be nice to let him do the honors with her. He was the size we were looking for and certainly new what was required. I was apprehensive about having Stave be with my wife but she seemed to settle on him as the one. She asked me if I would approach him about it. I reluctantly agreed. After all, Stave had been a great help through all of this and my panis envy that I had would soon be over. When I asked him, Stave seemed surprised and expressed some concern about my reaction to someone ministering to my wife. I said I thought I could handle it as long as I was there to comfort Sophie. He disagreed with me; he said that it was his experience that it’s not a good idea to have the husband around during this kind of activity. He couldn’t do it if I was there. His concentration would not be on the job at the hand. Doctors don’t allow family members into the operating room. I told him that I admired his clinical attitude and that I guess I could stay out of the way. Based on my concession, he agreed to do it. He then added that they should start soon because my expansion could occur any day. I agreed. Stave then told me that he will start from tonight…..at around 10-o-clock. I immediately informed about it to Sophie.

From that afternoon I saw that Sophie became very excited. She was checking the clock again and again and within 6-o-clock she started to prepare our bedroom by changing a new bedcover, putting an extra mattress inside our bed for making it bouncy and arranging other things properly. At around 9 I had to tell her not to get so much nervous because she was checking the bedroom door in every 5 minutes. She said nothing, just laughed sighly. I tried to talk with her to help her overcome the nervousness but her mind was somewhere else. Finally when Stave called me from outside of our bedroom she jumped up from the bed, asked me to wait a moment before opening the door and then rushed near the dressing table mirror to check her self again. She raised her hands one by one, turned her head near her arm pits and tried to smell for presence any possible body odor. After she was satisfied she signaled me to open the door.


Stave entered our bedroom at exactly 10-o-clock to start the treatment. I watched television in the living room. Occasionally I would hear a yell. But they were whispering and laughing continuously. I tried to heal but failed because their voice was very unclear. I used the device twice waiting for them to finish. Eventually I fall asleep on the couch. When I woke up the next morning Stave was no where to be found. The bedcover was already been changed. Sophie was in the shower. After coming out from the bathroom when she was changing her dress I saw a glimpse of her pussy. I found that she shaved of most of her pussy hair, leaving only a small triangle. She must have done this yesterday after knowing that stave is going to sleep with her at the night. Even her armpit also looked clear and saved. When Sophie was dressed I asked her how the night had gone. She smiled and said that it had been alright. I prodded her for more information but she was reluctant to talk about it. I figured that she didn’t enjoy it all that much, plus the situation was kind of awkward. I was actually surprised when next day Sophie served us early dinner at around 8:00. Sophie and Stave retired to the bedroom as soon as our dinner was over. When stave was entering in my bedroom I found Sophie was taking her mouth freshener standing in front of our bedroom dressing table. She already changed to a very thin sleeping gown. I understood Sophie was taking it causally and she must have made her mind to see this thing through. The only surprising thing was that, her nipples ware stiff and poking out through the thin material of her sleeping gown and looked abnormally bigger in size. I never saw her nipples becoming that much bigger in size in time of excitement.

The pattern repeated it self of the reminder of the week. Sophie still didn’t want to talk much about it and Stave was only home long enough to sleep in to the bed with her. I did notice that Sophie had settled down to her old self back when we used to fuck every day. However the treatment was going. It seemed to be helping her. Friday was the day Stave left for home. He got up early in the morning, showered, and stopped by the couch on his way out. He shook me awake and thanked me for allow him to help us. He cautioned against using the device for longer than another couple of months, something should have happened by then. He said he will be back every couple of weeks and would make sure he kept Sophie ready for me until then. I got up and opened the door for him and thanked him for al his help. After he left I slowly walked down the hall into my bedroom. Sophie was sleeping lightly. She was wearing a skimpy little teddy with no panties on. I had never seen that outfit before. She looked great in it. The light from the window showed across her legs and stomach. Her legs were spread open and I peered down at her pussy. Her cunt was gaping wide open and cum was all over her face, breasts, stomach, pussy and legs. Her hair less cunt lips was engorged and glowing red. Her nipples thrust out like pencil top erasers. Even her clit was standing at attention. The enormity of her once tight cunt amazed me. The amount of come was melt into her body proved that they must have fucked each other for more than 4-5 times. Her pussy was matted and soaked with come. That night Sophie requested me to sleep to the other room because Stave said to her that if we somehow get excited and intercourse then her pussy treatment may hamper. She then continued “It will be hard for me to control myself if you sleep with me every night like before”. I had to agree for the sacrifice.
(TO BE CONTINUED)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

LAST PART



Stave returned three more times after that and stayed for a week each time. Each week was similar to the first week; me on the couch and him working with my wife in our bed. He continued to splatter cum all over her. While having the dinner, sometimes when I used to ask them, “how things are going” they used to smile looking at each others face. Then Sophie used to say it was going perfectly. She never told me more than that. Every morning when I woke, I found Stave was already left and Sophie was taking the shower and cleaning herself. Only a few days, I was able to check her in the bedroom while she was sleeping. Her cunt was always huge and covered with cum. I suspected that she was giving Stave oral sex too. Because I would notice drops of cum on her chin and cheeks. She never did that for me.

Finally one morning stave said he would be leaving and probably wouldn’t return. He said that he had stretched out Sophie as far as possible and that his mission was accomplished. She was ready and no longer needed him. I thanked him for all the help; he informed me that if my cock wasn’t larger in another couple of week, it probably never would be. On rare occasion it’s not effective. He told me I could hang on to the expansion device no matter what happen. I told him I would keep using it for a while and would darn well pay for it too. After all I was the one it was helping. I was kind of surprised at the price for $475 and thanked him again for all his help. He truly was a good friend. With that he walked out the door and I never saw him again.
After Stave was gone, Sophie told me that from now on I can sleep with her again in my bed room because her treatment was over. That night when I made her naked, I was happy to see the stretched condition of her pussy. But when I tried to mount on her I found that my entire penis could fit inside the opening of her cunt without touching the sides. I tried to fuck her madly but found that I am not getting any kind of pleasure from her stretched and wide pussy. Obviously she was also not getting any. I ejaculated after trying for at lest one hour and Sophie started laughing seeing my condition. Another thing, the size of her nipples felt much bigger in size in my mouth than it used to be. I figured out that stave must have sucked her nipples for hours. And because of his heavy sucking it became that bigger and distorted in shape. I asked Sophie about that. She sighed a little and then said “yes”…..some times she used to breast feed Stave for hours. She said it would help them overcome of their tiredness and make them ready for another session treatment. Couple of week passed and I remain 5 inch long. Finally after another 2 weeks, I decided to quit using the device and get back to my old life. I was disappointed that I hadn’t been successful, but at least Stave Sophie and I had given it our best try.
I was thinking that how would I give Sophie the amount of pleasure I used to give her before the expansion of her pussy. Sophie assured me saying one day Stave told her that if my cock is not increased somehow then for a few months we may have some pleasure related problem while fucking. But within a year Sophie’s expanded pussy should be decreased to its normal size. One year…. I was disappointed again. But Sophie looked casual. Next week Sophie told me that she was pregnant. I was very happy to know that. But I asked her how did it happen? Sophie told me it must have occurred from the fucking that I have tried just after Stave was gone. She said she was quite upset then, she forgot to take the pill for couple of days that time. I thought what the heck….it would take at least a year or two after the birth of our baby to come back to our normal sex life. Her expand pussy problem should be solved by then. I thought it was the high time for us to start our family.
God is great. After one year she gave birth of a beautiful white baby. The baby was very healthy and I was very happy when I have discovered that his male thing was much bigger in size comparing to the other babies of his age.
Sophie continues-
Remember the incident when I saw stave naked while taking his shower. I was amazed and stunned to see the enormous size of his 10 inch cock. Later all through the day the enormous cock of Stave disturbed me again and again. My husband always makes me satisfied with his 5 inch cock but now I have started figuring out about the amount of pleasure I could have if somehow I could manage Stave to fuck me. I never cheated on my husband but this enormous 10 inch cock broke all my barriers and self control. Stave knew that I was in love with that huge cock of his, from my first sight…..because every women will feel same after seeing that enormous weapon of him. I did not wanted to involve with Stave in any ways though all the time I was fantasizing about him and his enormous cock. When my husband told me about the device that Stave used to enlarge his manhood, I knew there was something wrong. But I decided not to tell anything to my hubby because he was my husband’s best friend. But when Stave brought the matter of making my pussy large enough so that I can accommodate a 12” cock, I knew Stave planned something to fuck me.
Stave never told me about his plan but he knew I was smart enough to understand his plan. He definitely smelt a woman in heat. I thought what’s wrong in it if we can make my hubby a fool and enjoy fucking each other for few days. So later I slightly helped Stave to execute his plan. I took some risk when I forced my husband saying a surrogate panis would be the best option for us and Steve should be selected as the person who would prepare me for this pussy enlargement treatment. I knew my husband is not that smart like Stave but I never thought he would be that dumb.

The first night when we were fucking each other, we were laughing and laughing….. thinking how dumb this Indians are. We fucked each other to our hearts content. I was fucking and enjoying Stave every night and in the morning hanging expression in my face like nothing extraordinary had happened between us. The idea of being fucked by a 10 inch cock in my own bedroom while my husband was sleeping outside made our fucking more fascinating and exciting. Though some time I felt that what we wear doing was so immoral and shameful. My husband wanted to increase his cock size just to make me happy and satisfied in bed. He never wanted this for himself. I knew he loves me very much. But my pussy was not ready to listen anything. So after enjoying each other for quite some time I told Stave to stop. Stave wanted to continue fucking me for another few months. I could not force him much to stop. My pussy wanted more and more of stave’s enormous cock. I never thought it will be so herd for me to quit. But then one day I found that I was knocked out by Stave. An alarm rang in to my brain. I then decided that we have enjoyed enough and we should not let things out from our hand. I love my husband and I did not want to ruin our marriage, I had to force Stave to stop fucking me and leave. Stave stopped and agreed to leave me when he came to know that I was pregnant from his continuous fucking. I felt sorry for my husband. His beloved wife and his best friend both cheated with him. But I knew that this outside marriage fuck will help me to love him more intensely. Every one needs a change of taste sometimes…….somewhere. Fucking Stave was just like that…….eating something different. There was no bond between Stave and me other than raw pure sex. In long run, this short affair with Stave will definitely help me to maintain our long term marriage life.

Another thing, though I love my husband very much but I never wanted that my baby should look like an Asian. My affair with stave ensured a white and healthy baby with 100% pure European blood.
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