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Ramesh_Rocky · 18-04-2019, 12:05 PM

AMMI CHUDI UNCLE SE (HINDI)

Yeh us samay ki bat hai jab mai 14 sal ka tha. Humlog tab Mumbai me raita tha. Mai ghar me meri Ammi, petaji or meri bahan Preti (oh tab1 sal ki thi) ke sath raita tha. Gao me humarey thora kheti bari vi tha or udhar mera grandpa, grandma or meri chachu Prokash raita tha. Mera petaji eak multinational company me Mkt. Executive tha. Eakbar unka eak Hongkong ka office tour aha gaya. Peta ji pura eak mahino ke bad lotne wala the. Petaji humlogo ko akela rakh ke nahi jana chahatay thay isi liya unone har bar ki tara meri chachu Prokash ko gao se bula liya.

Meri ma Chachu ko bahut passand karte thee, kaunki ek Chachu hi to tha jis se ma eak dost ke tara batcheet kar saktee thee khas kar jab pitaji business ke kam se office ya tour par bahar jate the. Meri ammi bahut pyar se Chachu ki khyal rakhtee the aur khabhi eh ahsas nahee hone deti ki Chachu ghar par akela hai. Wo Chachu ko pyar se ‘lala’ kah lar pukartee the aur Chachu humesha ammi ke pas pas rahana pasand karta tha. Ammi bahut hi sundar thee, ekdam gori chitti lumbe lumbe kale bal kareeb 5'5" aur figure 38-24-38 tha. Chachu unkee chuchee par phida tha aur humesha unkee ek jhalak pane ke liye betab rahata tha. Jab-bhi kam karte waqt ammi ka anchal unki chati par se phisal kar neeche girta tha ya wo neeche jhuktee, Chachu unkee chunchee ki ek jhalak pane ke koshish karta tha. Ammi ko is-bat ka pata tha aur wo janbujh kar Chachu ko apnee chunchee ka jalaba dikha detee thee.

Peta ji ke jane ke bad ammi par hi ghar samhalnee ki jimmedaree the. Peta ji Chachu ko ghar par rakh kar parahi karne ki salah di, kyunki Chachu ka examination najdeek tha aur sath hi me ammi ko bhi akelapan mahasus na ho is liya. Jis din chachu gao se ayaa uski agle hi din subah ke 10 baje ki flight se peta ji chale gaye. Hum teno petaji ko airport tak bida karne gaye hue the.

Ammi usdin bahut hi khus thee jis ki karan mujhay pata nahi chal raha tha. Jab humlog ghar pahunche to ammi ne Chachu ko apne kamare me bulaya aur kaha ki ajkal unhe akele sone ki adat nahee hai aur jabtak bhaia wapas nahee atee, Chachu unke kamare me hi soa kare. Ammi ne Chachu se apni kitab bagera waheen la kar parhne ko kaha. Chachu to khusi se jhum utha aur phtaphat apni table aur kuch kitabe unke kamare me pahuncha diya. Ammi ne khana pakaya aur hum tino sath sath khana khaya. Aaj ammi Chachu par kuch jyada hi meharban thee aur bar bar kisi na kisi bahane se apni chunchee ka jalwa Chachu ko dikha rahee thee.

Khane ke bad ammi ne Chachu ko phal khane ko diya. Phal dete waqt ammi ne chachu ke hath masal diya aur bare hi madak ada se muskura diya. Chachu sharma gaya kyunki eh muskan kuch alag kism ki thee aur usme shararat jhalak rahee thee. Khane ke bad Chachu to parhne baith gaya aur ammi apne kapare change karne lagee. Garmi ke din the aur garmi kuch jayada hi tha. Chachu apna shirt aur baniyan utar kar kebal pant pahan kar parhne baith gaya. Chachu ke table ke upar diwar par ek shisha tanga tha aur mai nidh ki acting kr ke meri khat se Chachu or ammi ko us shishe me dekh raha tha. Ammi Chachu ki taraf dekh rahee thee aur apna kapra utar rahee the. Ammi soch bhi nahe saktee the ki mai unko shishe ke help le ke dekh raha tha. Ammi ne apna blouse khol kar utar diya. Hai kya madmast chunchee thee. Mai pahalee bar lace wali bra me bandhe unke chuchee ko dekh raha tha. Unki chunchee kahi bari bari thee aur wo bra me sama nahe rahee thee. Adhi chunchee bra ke upar se jhalak rahee thee.

Kapre utar kar ammi bister par chit let gayee aur apne sine me ek jhinee se chunnee dhak liya. Ek pal ke liye to mera man kiya ki mai Ammi ki pas ja kar unki chunchee ko dekhu, phir socha eh theek nahee hoga aur mai gahiri nidh me hone ki acting korne laga. Let te hi ammi so gayee aur kuch hi der me unka duppatta unke chatee se sarak gaya aur sanson se sath uthtee baithtee unki mast raselee chunchee saf saf dikh raha tha. Mai, meri bahan Preti baby or ammi eak bahut hi bora khat me soa hua tha or eak dusra khat me chachu ki bistar laga tha. Rat ke barah baj chuke the. Chachu parahi band kiya aur batti bujhane hi wala tha ki ammi ki surilee awaj mere kano me pari, "lala inha aaoo na." . Chachu humlogo ki khat ke taraf barha, ab ammi apni chunchee ko phirse duppatte se dhank liya tha. Chachu pucha, "kya hai bhabhi?' Ammi ne kaha, "lala jara mere pas hi let jaoo na, thori der bat karenge phir tum apne bister par ja kar so jana."

Pahale to Chachu hichkichaya lakin phir man gaya. Chachu lungee pahan kar sota tha aur ab sayad unko pant pahan kar sone me dikkat ho rahee thee. Ammi Chachu ki pareshani samaj gayee aur bole, "koi bat nahee, tum apni pant utar do aur roj jaise sote ho waise hi mere pas so gaoo. Sharmao mat. aaoo na." Mujhe apne kan par yakeen nahee ho raha tha. Ma Chachu ko humlogo ki khat me eaksath sone ke liya bul rahi hai-OH GOD. Lungee pahan kar Chachu ne light band kar dee aur night lamp jala kar humlogo ki bister par ammi ke pas let gaya. Khat me pahele chachu soa tha uske bad ammi phir mai or munni.
Ammi ka adhnanga shareer Chachu ki bilkul pas tha. Chachu aise leta tha ki ammi ki chunchee bilkul nangee malum de raha tha, kaunki thora sa hissa hi bra me chupa tha. Kya haseen najara tha. tab ammi bole, "itne mahine se akele nahee soee hun aur ab adat nahee hai akele sone ki." Chachu bola, "mai bhi kabhi kisi ke sath nahee soya." Ammi jor se khilkhilaee aur bole, "anubhav le lena chahie jab bhi mauka mile, bad me kam aaegaa." Ammi ne Chachu ka hath pakar kar dhire se khinch kar apne ubhre hue chunchee par rakh diya aur Chachu kuch nahe bol paya lekin apna hath ammi ki chunchee par rakha rahane diya.

"Mujhe yehan kuch kuja raha hai, jara sahalao na." Chachu bra ke upar se hi ammi ki chunchee ko sahalana shuru kiya. Ammi ne Chachu ko unka hath bra ke cup me ghusa kar sahalane ko kaha aur Chachu ka hath bra ke andar kar diya. Chachu apna pura hath andar ghusa kar jor jor se ammi ki chunchee ko ragarna shuru kar diya. Chachu ki hathelee ki ragar pa kar ammi ke nipple khare ho gaye. Mulayam mans ke sparsh se Chachu ko bahut acchha lag raha tha lekin bra ke andar karke masalne me Chachu ko dikkat ho rahee thee. Achanak ammi apni pith Chachu ki taraf ghuma kar bole, "lala yeh bra ka hoock khol do aur theek se sahalao." Chachu kanpte hue hathon se ammi ki bra ki hoock khol diya aur ammi ne apne badan se use utar kar neeche dal diya. Chachu ki dono haton ko apne nangee chatee par laga kar ammi bolee, "thora kas kar dabao na." Chachu bhi kafi uttejit ho gaya aur josh me akar ammi ki raseelee chunchee se jam kar khelne laga. Kya bari bari chunchea thee ammi ki. Itne pass se may bahut din o ke bad ammi ki chunchi ko dekh pa raha tha jo ke asal me masla ja raha tha baray hi besharmi se. Karee karee chunchee aur lumbe lumbe nipple. Pahalee bar mai kisi aurat ki chunchee ko is tara masalte dekh raha tha. Ammi ko bhi Chachu se apne chunchee ki maalish karwane me maza araha tha. Chachu ki lund ab kara hone laga tha aur underwear se bahar nikalne ke liye jor laga raha tha. Chachu ki 9" ka lund pure josh me aa gaya tha. Ammi ki chunchee masalte nasalte hue Chachu ammi ke badan ke bilkul pas aa gaya tha aur mera chachu ki lund ammi ki jangho me ragar marne laga tha.

Achanak ammi bole, "lala eh meri tango me kya chuv raha hai?" Chachu himmat karke jabab diya, "eh mera hatiyar hai. Tumne bhaia ka hatiyar to dekha hoga na?" Hath laga kar dekhun? Ammi ne pucha aur Chachu ki jabab dene se pahale apna hath Chachu ki lund par rakh kar usko tatolne lagee. Apni mutthee Chachu ki lund par kas ke band kar lee aur bole, "bapre, bahut karak hai." Ammi Chachu ki taraf ghumi aur apna hath Chachu ki underwear me ghusa kar Chachu ki phar-pharate hue lund ko elastic ke upar nikal liya. Lund ko kas kar pakare hue ammi apna hath lund ke jar tak le gayee jisse supara bahar a gaya. Supare ki size aur akar dekh kar ammi bahut hairan ho gayee. "Lala kahan chupa rakha tha itne din" ammi ne pucha. Chachu ne kaha, "eheen to tha tumhare samne lekin tumne dhyan nahee diya. Ammi bole, "mujhe kya pata tha ki tumhara itna bara hoga, chote bhai ka laura bare bhai ke laure se bara bhi ho sakta hai, eh mai soch bhi nahee saktee thee." Mujhe ammi ki bindas bole par ascharya hua jab unhone "laura" kaha aur sath hi me bara maza aya. Ammi Chachu ki lund ko apne hath me lekar kinch rahee thee aur kas kar daba rahee thee. Phir Ammi ne apna petticoat apni kamar ke upar utha liya aur Chachu tane hue lund ko apni jangho ke bich le kar ragarne lagee. Ammi Chachu ki taraf karbat le kar let gayee takee Chachu ki lund ko theekh tarah se pakar sake. Ammi chunchee Chachu ki munh ke bilkul pas thee aur Chachu unhe kas kas kar daba raha tha. Achanak ammi ne apni ek chunchee Chachu ke munh me thelte hue kaha, "chuso inko munh me lekar or pio meri rasela mithai."

Chachu ammi ki left chunchee apne munh me bhar liya aur jor jor se chusne laga. Thore der ke liye Chachu unki chunchee ko munh se nikala aur bola, "mai humesha tumhare blouse me kasi chunchee ko dekhta tha aur hairan hota tha. Inko chune ki bahut icchha hotee thee aur dil karta tha ki inhe munh me lekar chusu aur inka rus peeun. Par darta tha pata nahee tum kya socho aur kanhee mujhse naraz na ho jao. Tum nahee jantee bhabhe ki tumne mujhe aur mere lund ko kitna pareshan kiya hai?" "Acchha to aaj apni tamanna puri kar lo, jee bhar kar dabao, chuso aur maze lo; mai to aaj puri ki puri tumharee hun jaisa chahe waisa hi karo" ammi ne kaha.

Phir kaya tha, ammi ki hari jhandee pakar Chachu tut para ammi ki chunchee par. Chachu ke jeev unke kare nipple ko mahasus kar raha tha. Chachu apni jeev ammi ke uthe hue kare nipple par ghumaya. Chachu dono anaron ko kas ke pakare hue tha aur bari bari se unhe chus raha tha. Chachu aise kas kar chuncheeon ko daba raha tha jaise ki unka pura ka pura rus nichor lega. Ammi bhi pura sath de rahee thee. Unke muhh se "oh! oh! ah! ce, ce! ki awaj nikal rahee thee. Chachu se puri taraf se sate hue ammi chachu ki lund ko buri tarah se masal rahee thee aur maror rahee thee. Unhone apni left tang ko Chachu ki kagh ke upar chara diya aur uska lund ko apni jangho ke bich rakh liya. Chachu ko unki jangho ke bich ek mulayam reshmi ehsas hua. Eh ammi ki choot thee. Ammi ne panty nahee pahan rakhee thee aur Chachu ki lund ka supara unki jhantoo me ghum raha tha. Chachu ki sabra ka bandh tut raha tha. Chachu ammi se bola, "bhabhi mujhe kuch ho raha aur mai apne ape me nahee hun, please mujhe batao mai kya karon?" Ammi bole, "tumne kabhi kisi larkee ko choda hai aaj tak?" Chachu bola, "nahee." Kitne dukh ki bat hai. Koi bhi larkee isse dekh kar kaise mana kar saktee hai. Shadee tak aise hi rahne ka irada hai kya? Chachu kya bolta. Chachu ke munh me koi shabd nahee the. Chachu chupchap ammi ki chehere ko dekhte hue chunchee maslta raha. Ammi apna munh Chachu ki munh se bilkul sata diya aur phusphusa kar bolee, "apni bhabhi ko chodoge?'

"Ka ka ka kyon nahee" Chachu bari musjkil se kaha paya. Chachu ki gala sukh raha tha. Ammi bare madak andaz me muskura di aur Chachu ke lund ko azad karte hue bole, "theek hai, lagata hai apne anari dewar raja ko mujhe hi sab kuch sikhana parega. Par guru dakhshina pure man se dena. Chalo apni chadhee utar kar pure nange ho jaoo." Chachu palang par se uter gaya aur apna underwear utar diya. Chachu phir apne tane hie hue lund ko lekar nang dharang apni bhabhi ke samne khara tha. ammi apne raselee hoton ko apne danto me daba kar dekhti rahee aur apne prticoat ka nara keench kar dhela kar diya. "Tum bhi isse utar kar nangee ho jao" kahate hue Chachu ne unka petticoat ko kheencha. Ammi apne chutar upar kar diya jisse ki petticoat unki tango uter kar alag ho gaya.

Ammi ab puri tarah nangee ho kar Chachu ki samne chit pari hui thee. Ammi ne apni tango ko faila diya aur mujhe apni ammi ki reshmi jhanto ke jangal ke bich chupi hue unki raseele gulabee choot ka nazara dekhne ko mila. Night lamp ki halkee roshni me chamakte hue nage jism ko dekhkar mai uttejit ho gaya aur mera lund mare khushi se jhumne laga. Ammi ne ab Chachu ko apne upar charne ko kaha. Chachu turant unke upar let gaya aur ammi ki chunchee ko dabate hue unke raseele hont chusne laga. ammi ne bhi Chachu ko kas kar apne alingan me kas kar jakar liya aur chumma ka jawab dete hue Chachu ke munh me apni jeev thel diya. Hai kya swadist aur raseele jeev thee. Chachu bhi ammi ki jeev ko jor shor se chusne laga. Undono ki chumma pahale pyar ke sath halke me tha aur phir pure josh ke sath.

Kuch der tak to thono ne aise hi chipke rahe, phir Chachu apne hont ammi ki nazuk gallon par ragar ragar kar chumne laga. Phir ammi ne Chachu ki pith par se hath upar la kar uski sar pakar liya aur use neeche ki taraf thela. Chachu apne honth unke honto se unki thodi par laya aur kandho ko chumta hua chunchee par pahuncha. Phir Chachu ne ek bar phir unki chunchee ko masalta hua aur khelta hua katne aur chusne laga. Ammi apni badan ke nichle hisse ko chachu ke badan ke neeche se nikal liya aur ohdono ki tangee ek-dusre se door ho gaye. Apne dayen hath se ammi Chachu ka lund pakar kar use mutthee me bandh kar sahalane lagee aur apne bayen hath se Chachu ki dahina hath pakar kar apni tangoo ke bich le gayee.

Jaise hi Chachu ki hath ammi ki choot par pahuncha unhone apni choot ke dane ko upar se ragar diya. samajhdar ko ishara kafi tha. Chachu unke chunchee ko chusta hua unki choot ko ragane laga. "Lala apni unglee andar dalo na?" kahati hue ammi ne Chachu ki unglee apni choot ke munh par daba diya. Chachu ne apni unglee unki choot ke darar me ghusa diya aur wo puri tarah andar chalee gaye. Jaise jaise Chachu ammi ki choot ke andar muaina karte Chachu ki maza barta gaya. Jaise hi Chachu ki unglee unke choot ke dane se takraya ammi ne jor se siskari le kar apni jangho ko kas kar band kar liya aur choot utha utha kar Chachu ki hath ko chodne lagee. Ammi ki choot se pani baha raha tha. Thori der bad tak aise hi maza lene ke bad Chachu ne apni unglee unki choot se bahar nikal liya aur sidha ho kar ammi ki upar let gaya. Ammi ne apni tange faila di aur Chachu ki farfarate hue lund ko pakar kar supara choot ke muhane par rakh liya. Ammi ki jhanto ka sparsh Chachu ko pagal bana raha tha, phir ammi ne Chachu se bole, "ab apna laura meri bur me ghusao, pyar se ghuserna naheeto mujhe dard hoga, ahhhhh!"

Chachu kaynki nausikhiya tha isiliye shuru shuru me Chachu ko apna lund unki tight choot me ghusane me kafi pareshani hue. Chachu jab jor laga kar lund andar thelna chaha to ammi ko dard bhi hua. Lekin pahale se unglee se chudwa kar ammi ki choot kafi gilee ho gaye thee. Ammi bhi hath se lund ko nishane par laga kar rasta dikha rahee thee aur rasta milte hi Chachu ek hi dhakke me supara andar chala gaya. Isse pahale ki Ammi sambhle ya asan badale, Chachu dusra dhakka lagaya aur pura ka pura lund ammi ki makhhan jaise choot ki jannat me dakhil ho gaya. Ammi chillaii, "uiiii iiiiiii iiiii maaaaaa uhuhuhhhhh oh lala, aise hi kuch der hilna dulna nahee, hi! bara jaleem hai tumhara lund. Mar hi dala mujhe tumne dewar raja." Ammi ko kafi dard ho raha lagta hai. Paheli bar jo itna mota aur lumba lund ammi ke bur me ghusa tha. Chachu apna lund unki choot me ghusa kar chup chap para tha. Ammi ki choot Chachu ki lund pharak rahee thee aur andar hi andar Chachu ki laure ko masal rahee thee. Ammi ki uthi uthi chunchean kafi tezi se upar neeche ho rahe thee. Chachu ne hath barha kar dono chunchee ko pakar liya aur munh me lekar chusne laga. Ammi ko kuch rahat mili aur unhone kamar hilani shuru kar dii.

Ammi Chachu se bole, "lala shuru karo, chodo mujhe. Lelo maza jawanee ka mere rajjjja," aur apni gand hilane lagee. Chachu tahra anaaree. Samajh nahe paya ki kaise shuru kia jai. Pahale Chachu apni kamar upar kiya to lund choot se bahar a gaya. Phir jab neeche kiya to theek nishane par nahee baitha aur Ammi ki choot ko ragarta hua neeche phisal kar gand me jakar phans gaya. Chachu do teen dhakke lagaya par lund choot me wapas jane bajai phisal kar gand me chala jata. Ammi se raha nahee gaya aur tilmila kar kar tana deti hui bole, " anaaree se chodna aur choot ka satyanash, are mere bhole raja jara theek se nishana laga kar thelo nahee to choot ke upar laura ragar ragar kar jhar jaooge." Chachu bola, "bhabhi apne is anaaree dewar ko kuch sikhao, jindagee bhar tumhe guru manuga aur lund ki dakshina dunga."

Ammi lumbee sans leti hue boli, "han lala, mujhe hi kuch karna hoga nahee to dewrani akar kosegee ki tumhe kuch nahee sikhaya." Ammi Chachu ki hath apni chunchee par se hataya aur Chachu ki lund par rakhtee hui bole, "isse pakar kar meri choot ke munh par rakhho aur lagao dhakka jor se." Chachu waise hi kiya aur Chachu ka lund ammi ki choot ko cherta hua pura ka pura andar chala gaya. Phir ammi ne bole, "ab lund ko bahar nikalo, lekin pura nahee. Supara andar hi rahane dena aur phir dobara pura lund andar pel dena, bas issi tarah se karte raho." Chachu ne waise hi karna shuru kiya aur uska lund dhira dhire ammi ki choot me andar-bahar hone laga. Phir ammi ne speed barha kar karne ko kaha. Chachu ne apni speed barha dee aue tazee se lund andar-bahar karne laga. Ammi ko puri mastee a rahee thee aur wo neeche se kamar utha utha kar har shot ka jawab dene lagee. Lekin jayada speed hone se bar bar Chachu ka lund bahar nikal jata. Isse chudai ka silsila tut jata. Akhir Ammi se raha nahee gaya aur karwat le kar Chachu ko apne upar se utar diya aur Chachu ko chit leta kar uska upar char gayee. Apni jangho ko faila kar bagal kar ke apne gaddedar chutar rakhkar baith gayee. Ammi ki choot Chachu ke lund par thee aur hath Chachu ka kamar ko pakare hue thee aur bole, "mai dikhatee hun ki kaise chodte hai," aur Chachu ki upar let kar dhakka lagaya. Chachu ka lund ghap se choot ke andar dakhil ho gaya. Ammi ne apni raseeli chunchee Chachu ki chatee par ragarte hue apne gulabee hont Chachu ki hont par rakh diya aur Chachu ki munh me jeev thel diya. phir ammi ne maze se kamar hila hila kar shot lagana shuru kiya. Bare kas kas kar shot laga rahee thee meri pyari ammi. choot Chachu ke lund ko apne me samaye hue tezee se upar neeche ho rahee thee. Chachu ko lag raha tha ki oh jannat pahunch gaya hai. Ab position ultee ho gayee thee. Ammi mano mard thee jo ki apni mashuka ko kas kas kar chod raha tha. Jaise jaise Ammi ki mastee barh rahee thee unke shot bhi tez hote ja rahe the. Ab Ammi Chachu ki upar uska kandho ko pakar kar ghutne ke bal baith gayee aur jor jor se kamar hila kar lund ko tezee se andar-bahar lene lagee. Ammi ka sara badan hil raha tha aur sanse tez tez chal rahee thee.Ammi ki chuncheea tezi se upar neeche ho rahee thee. Chachu se raha nahee gaya aur hath barha kar dono chunchee ko pakar liya aur jor jor se masalne laga. Ammi ek sadhe hue khilari ki tarah kaman apne haton me liye hue yhee aur kas kas kar shot laga rahee thee. Jaise jaise ammi ne jharne ke kareeb a rahee thee ammi ki raftar barhti ja rahee thee. Kamre me phach phach ki awaj gunj rahee thee. Jab ammi sans phul gayee to khud neeche akar Chachu ko apne upar kinch liya aur tango ko faila kar upar utha liya aur bole, "mai thak gayee mere rajjjja, ab tum morcha sambhaloooo."

Chachu jhat unki jangho ke bich baith gaya aur nishana laga kar jhatke se lund andar dal diya aur unke upar let kar danadan shot lagane laga. ammi ne apni tang ko Chachu ka kamar par rakh kar Chachu ko jakar liya aur jor jor se chutar utha utha kar chudai me sath dene lagee. Chachu bhi ab utna anaaree nahee raha aur ammi ki chunchee ko masalte hue thaka thak shot laga raha tha. Kamara undono ki chudai ki awaj se bhara para tha. Ammi apni kamar hila kar chutar utha utha kar chuda rahee thee aur bole ja rahee thee, "ahhh aaahhhhh unhhhh ooohhhh oooohhhhh haaaaaan haaaaai meeeere rajjjjja, maaaaaaar gayyyyyye reeeee, lalllllla choooood re choooood. Uiiiiiiii meeeeeeriiiii maaaaa, phaaaaaaat gaaaaaayeeee reeeeee aaaaaaj to meri choot. Meeeeera to duuuum nikkkkkal tuuuuune toooo aaaaj. baraaaaa jaaaaaleeem haaaaaire tuuuumhaaaaaara laura, ekduuuum maheeeen massssssala peeeeess diyyyyya reeeeee." Chachu bhi ab bol raha tha, "leeeee meriiiii raniiii, leeee leeeee mera laura apniiiii okhleeeee meeeee. Baraaaaa tarpayyyyyya hai tuneeee mujheeee. leeeee leeee, leeee meriiiii bhabhiiiii yeh lund abbbbb teraaaa hiiii hai. Ahhhhhh! uhhhhhhhh kya jannat ka mazaaaaa sikhayaaaaa tuneeeee. Mai to teraaaaa gulam hoooooo gayaaaa."

Ammi gand uchal uchal kar Chachu ki lund apne choot me le rahee thee aur Chachu bhi pure josh ke sath ammi ki chuncheon ko masal masal kar apni bhabhi ko chode ja raha tha. Ammi Chachu ko lalkar kar kahati, lagao shot mere raja", aur chachu jawab deta, "yeh le meri rani, le le apni choot me". "Jara aur jor se sarkao apna lund meri choot me mere raja", "yeh le meri rani, yeh lund to tere liye hi hai." "Dekho rajjjja meri choot to tere lund ki diwanee ho gayee, aur jor se aur jor se aaaaeeeeeeeee mere rajjjjjjja. Mai gayeeeeeeeeeee reeee," kahate hue meri Ammi ne Chachu ko kas kar apni bahon me jakar liya aur unki choot ne jwalamukhi ka lava chor diya. Ab tak Chachu ka bhi lund pani chorne wala tha aur chachu bola, "mai bhi ayaaaaaa meri jaaaaan," aur Chachu bhi apna lund ka pani chor diya aur Chachu ne hafte hue unki chunchee par sir rakh kar kas ke chipk kar let gaya. Yeh Chachu ki pahali chudai thee. Isiliye Chachu ko kafi thakan mahasus ho rahee thee. Chachu ammi ke sine par sar rakh kar so gaya. Ammi bhi ek hath se Chachu ka sir ko dhire dhire se sahalate hue dusre hath se Chachu ki pith sahala rahee thee.

Kuch der bad hosh aya to Chachu Ammi ke rasele honton ke chumban lekar unhe jagaya. Ammi ne karwat lekar Chachu ko apne upar se hataya aur Chachu ko apni bahon me kas kar kan me phus-phusa kar boli, "lala tumne to kamal kar diya, kya gajab ka takat hai tumhare lund me." Chachu utter diya, "kamal to apne kar diya hai bhabhi, ajtak to mujhe malum hi nahee tha ki apne lund ko kaise istimal kaise karna hai. Yeh to apki meherbani hai jo ki aj mere lund ko apki choot ki sewa karne ka mauka mila." Abtak Chachu ka lund ammi ki choot ke bahar jhanto ke jangal me ragar mar raha tha. Ammi ne apni mulayam hathelion me Chachu ka lund ko pakar kar sahalana shuru kiya. Ammi ki unglee Chachu ka andoon se khel rahi thee. Ammi ki najuk unglion ke sparsh pakar Chachu ka lund bhi jag gaya aur ek angraee lekar Ammi ki choot par thokar marne laga. Ammi ne kas kar Chachu ka lund ko kaid kar liya aur boli, "bahut jan tumhare lund me, dekho phir se phar-pharane laga, ab mai isko chorungee." Oh dono agal bagal lete hue the. Ammi ne Chachu ko chit leta diya, aur Chachu ka tang par apni tang chara chara kar lund ko hath se umethene lagee. Sath hi sath Ammi apni kamar hilate hue apni jhant aur choot Chachu ki jangh par ragarne lagee. Ammi ki choot pichlee chudai se abhitak gili thee aur uska sparsh Chachu ko pagal banae hue tha. Ab Chachu se raha nahee gaya aur karwat lekar ammi ki taraf munh karke let gaya. Ammi ki chunchee ko munh me daba kar chuste hue apni unglee choot me ghusa kar sahalane laga. Ammi vi ek siskari lekar Chachu se kas kar chipat gayee aur jor jor se kamar hilate hue Chachu ka unglee se chudwane lagee. Apne hath se Chachu lund ko kas kar jor jor se muth mar rahee thee. Chachu ka lund pure josh me akar lohe ki tarah sakth ho gaya tha. Ab ammi ko betabi had se jyada barh gayee thee aur kuhd chit ho kar Chachu ko apne upar kinch liya. Chachu ka lund ko pakar kar apni choot par rakhtee hui bole, "aaoo mere raja, second round ho jaye."

Chachu vi jhatka mar utha kar dhakka diya aur Chachu ka lund ammi ki choot ko chirta hua jar tak dhans gaya. Ammi chiilh uthee aur bole, "jeeo mere raja, kya shot mara. Ab mere sikhaye hue tareeke se shot par shot maro aur phar do meri choot ko." Ammi ka adesh pa-kar Chachu to dune josh me aa gaya aur ammi ki chunchee ko pakar kar humach humach kar ammi ki choot me lund pelne laga. Unglee ki chudai se ammi ki choot gili ho gayee thee aur Chachu ka lund satasat andar-bahar ho raha tha. Ammi neeche se kamar utha utha kar har shot ka jawab pure josh ke sath de rahee thee. Ammi ne dono haton se Chachu ka kamar ko pakar rakhha tha aur jor jor se apni choot me lund ghuswa rahee thee. Ammi Chachu ko itna uthati thee ki bas lund ka supara andar rahata aur phir jor neeche kinchtee huee ghap se lund choot me ghuswa letee theen. Pure kamare me undono ka sans aur ghapa-ghap, phach-phach ki awaj gunj rahee thee.
(TO BE CONTINUED)

Ramesh_Rocky

AMMI CHUDI UNCLE SE

LAST PART
Jab un dono ki tal se tal mil gayee tab ammi ne apne hath neeche lakar Chachu ka chutar ko pakar liya aur kas kas kar dabochtae hue maza lene lagee. Kuch der bad Ammi ne kaha, "aaoo ek naya asan sikhatee hun," aur Chachu ko apne upar se hata kar kinare kar diya. Chachu ka lund 'pak' ki awaj sath bahar nikal aaya. Chachu chit leta hua tha aur uska lund pure josh ke sath sidha khara tha. Ammi uth kar ghutno aur hathelion par Chachu ka bagal me baith gayee. Chachu apna lund ko hath me pakar kar unki harkat dekhta raha. Ammi ne Chachu ka lund par se hath hata kar Chachu ko keecnhte kar uthate hue kaha, "aise pare pare kya dekh rahe ho, chalo ab uth kar peeche se meri choot me apni lund ko ghusao." Chachu bhi uth kar Ammi ke peeche aakar ghutne ke bal baith gaya aur lund ko hath se pakar kar Ammi ki choot par ragarne laga. Kya mast gol gol gadde dar gand thee. Ammi ne jangh ko phaila kar apne chutar upar ko utha diye jisse ki unki raseeli choot saf nazar aane lagee. Ammi ka ishara samajh kar Chachu ne lund ka supara unki choot par rakh kar dhakka diya aur Chachu ka lund ammi ki choot ko chirta hua jar tak dhans gaya. Ammi ne ek siskaree bhar kar apni gand peeche kar ke Chachu ka jangh se chipka dee. Chachu bhi ammi ki pith se chipak kar let gaya aour bagal se hath dal kar unki dono chicnee ko pakar kar masalne laga. ammi bhi mastee me dhira dhira chutar ko age-peeche karke maze lene lagee. Ammi ki mulayam chutar Chachu ka mastee ko dougna kar rahee thee. Chachu ka lund unki raseeli choot me aram se age-peeche ho raha tha.

Kuch der tak chudai ka maza lene ke bad Ammi bole, "cahlo rajjja ab age utha kar shot lagao, ab raha nahee jata." Chachu utha kar seedha ho gaya aur bhabhi ke chutar ko dono hathon se kas kar pakar kar choot me hamala shuru kar diya. Jaisa ki ammi ne sikhaya tha Chachu aise hi pura lund dhire se bahar nikal kar jor se andar kar deta. Shuru me to Chachu ne dhire dhire kiya lekin josh barhta gaya aur dhakko ki raftar barhtee gayee. Dhakka lagate samay Chachu ammi ke chitar ko kas ke apni aoor keench leta taki shot tagara pare. Ammi bhi usi raftar se apne chutar ko age-peeche kar rahee thee. Un dono ki sanse tej ho gayee thee. Ammi ki mastee pure parwan par thee. Nage jism jab apas me takrate to ghap-ghap ki awaj aatee. Kafi der tak Chachu unhee kamar pakar dhakka lagata raha. Jab halat bekaboo hone lagee tab ammi ko phir se chit leta kar un par sawar ho gaya aur chudai ka daur chaloo rakha. Oh dono hee paseene se lathpath ho gaye thee par koii bhi rukne ka nam nahee le raha tha. Tabhi ammi ne Chachu ko kas kar jakar liya aur apni tange unki chutar par rakh diya aur kas kar jor jor se kamar hilate hue chipak kar jhar gayee. Unke jharne ke bad Chachu bhi Ammi ki chunchee ko masalte hue jhar gaya aur haften hue unke upar let gaya. Un dono ki sanse jor jor se chal rahee thee aur oh dono kafi der tak ek-dusre se chipk kar pare rahe.

Kuch der bad ammi bole, "kayon lala kaisee lagee humari choot ki chudai?" Chachu bola, "hai bhabhi jee karta hai ki jindagee bhar issi tarah se tumharee choot me lund dale para rahun." "Jab tak tumhare bhaiya wapas nahee aatee, yeh choot tumharee hai, jaise marzee ho maze lo, ab thore der aaram karten hai." "Nahee bhabhi, kam se kam ek bar aur ho jai. Dekho mera lund abhi bhi bekarar hai." Ammi ne Chachu ka lund ko pakar kar kaha, "yeh to aise rahega hi, choot ki khusbu jo mil gayee hai. Par dekho rat ke teen baj gaye hai, agar subah time se nahee uthen to paroseon ko shak ho jayega. Abhi to sara din samne hai aur age ke itne din humare hai. Jee bhar kar mastee lena. Mera kaha manoge to roj naya swad chakungee." bhabhi ka kahana maan kar Chachu bhi jiid chor dee aur apna khat me lot gaya.
Ammi karwat le kar let gayee aur mujhe apne se sata liya or meri kano me phis phisa ke boli “beta hume pata hai tujhay aj neendh nahi aya hai hum dono ki karikrom dekh dekh kar. Beta apni ammi ki laj rakhna, jo aj tune dekha is bare me tera peta ji ko kuch nahi bolna”. Mai fisfisa ke bola “thik hai ammi lakin chachu ke sath jo vi tum rat me korogi humko sab dikhna hai”. Ammi boli “chal thik hai, aj jaise tu sob kuch dekh lia ayse hi hor roj dekh lena.Ab soja kal tujhay to college vi jana hai na”. Yeah bol ke ammi phir eak karwat le ke mera taraf pith karke so gayee. Maine bhi ammi ki gand ki darar me lund phansa kar ammi ki boray boray chuncheeon ko dono hathon me pakar liya aur ammi ke kandhe ko chumta hua let gaya. Ammi ki chunchio ko dhire dhire masalte masalte ma beta ki Neend kab ayee iska pata hi nahee chala.

(END)

Ramesh_Rocky · 18-04-2019, 12:07 PM

SOME WOMENS ARE VERY CLAVER

Jayant and I had been married almost 12 months, 12 glorious fun-filled and sex-filled months! For us it had been love at first sight and we were married in a little over a month after meeting, and it seemed like we'd been on a permanent honeymoon ever since! Everyone said we were perfectly matched, both of medium height, both dark haired, both reasonably good looking.
Jayant and his best friend Prakash had been almost inseparable all though college and college, they were closer than most brothers. And it was Prakash who was Jayant’s best man at our wedding. I liked Prakash, in fact I liked him a lot.
But, next to Jayant I couldn't think of another man that I liked more or got on better with, and I had made it quite plain right at the outset that I had no intention of interfering in their very special relationship.
They were free to continue to go to the club, adda together. Occasionally, I would go along with them, but most times they went off on their own. But over the last couple of months we had started to see less and less of Prakash.
Jayant could not understand it, and even though I had an idea what the problem might be I could not have just said it and if I had, I doubt Jayant would have believed me.
So one night Jayant invited Prakash over for dinner and flatly refused to take no for an answer. He was determined to find out what the problem was. As he kept on saying, you can't start to resolve something until you know what it is, and Prakash was too important in his life to just let things fade away.
The dinner went quite well as the three of us laughed and joked and told stories of happenings at our respective work places, but as soon as the dinner was over it was clear that Prakash was becoming uncomfortable and was looking for an excuse to leave.

Finally Jayant could stand it no longer and jumped to his feet, "Ok, Prakash, what's the problem? You've been deliberately avoiding us of late.
Prakash looked even more uncomfortable, then he sighed, "Look Jayant, things change and people change, and I think maybe it's time I started getting on with my life instead of getting in the way of you and Divyani all the time." Jayant looked quite shocked. “But you've never been in the way, has he Divyani? You're my best friend, I thought the three of us were getting on like a house of fire.”

Prakash looked directly at jayant for the first time, "OK, you're right, I do owe you honesty. Do you remember that time in the coffee shop when you first laid eyes on Divyani?" Jayant grinned widely, "How can I ever forget that!" he said, Prakash took a huge breath and almost closed his eyes, "Well, you weren't the only one that fell head over heels in love with Divyani. you just moved a hell of a lot quicker than me.”

Jayant stared at me a little wide eyed, "I didn't know" he said, then turned back to Prakash and a huge grin came onto his face " but that's even more reason why you should stay, because you know that both of us love you too!".
I knew that it was time for me to come to Prakash’s rescue a little, I stood up and walked over to Jayant and took his face in my hands, forcing him to look directly at me. "You can't be that dumb, Jayant! Can't you see that you love me and you can express it fully! Prakash loves me and he can't. Don't you realise the enormous strain that's putting on him?",
Total blankness stared back at me for a moment, then I saw a glimmer of understanding start to form, "You mean?" Jayant gasped.
"Yes, I mean Prakash wants to fuck me. And if the only way to stop you two from throwing away a very special friendship is to let that happen, then I think we should.”

I heard the strangled gasp from Prakash, and Jayant’s jaw dropped so fast and so far that for a moment I thought he'd dislocated it. But I wasn't about to stop now, so moving away from Jayant I went over to Prakash and dropped to my knees in front of him and placed my hands on his knees, feeling the shaking of his body, “Jayant’s right, Prakash, if we don't have complete honesty then our friendship isn't worth anything. I've known from the very first day that you loved me! and I've known from the very first day that you wanted me sexually. But I've never played on that or used that knowledge or abused your feelings in any way, have I?", he groaned, shaking his head, "but that doesn't mean that I don't have feelings for you too! Feelings of love, and yes! Feelings of sexual desire!", I saw the shocked surprised in Prakash’s eyes and heard another strangled gasp, this time from Jayant. “There's no way I'm going to allow you to walk away from your special relationship with Jayant, it's too important, and since I'm the cause of the problem, then I'm the one that should leave.”
The shock became a vehement “No” from both of them, but I stood up and moved towards the door, and looked from one to the other, “it's up to you. we can either respect our feelings and all be together, or I can leave!, when you've made your decision , I'll be in my room.” and I walked out on two very stunned and startled men.

I knew I was taking a huge gamble, risking everything that we'd established over the past year, not least of which, my marriage. But I felt strongly that it was worth the risk. So I walked into my room, slowly took off my clothes and lay on the bed, I guess a very slow 10 minutes went by before the bedroom door opened, and I silently let out the breath I didn't even know I'd been holding as I saw Prakash standing there looking somewhat awkward and nervous, he swallowed noisily, "Jayant said to tell you he's gone down lock the garage door.”
All the time he was trying to keep his eyes away from my naked body - and failing miserably. I lifted my hand and beckoned him forward, and he moved slowly over to stand by the bed, “Prakash, I'm so glad you decided to stay, why don't you take off those clothes and help me celebrate.” He was shocked again, but his hands moved up to his shirt and took it off, then to his trousers and took that off too, and I could see the huge bulge in his pants, and I found myself becoming incredibly excited.
Then he removed his pants and it was my turn to let out a startled gasp. Prakash was absolutely massive. He stood there awkwardly, looking half embarrassed and half apologetic, as my wide eyes drank in his enormous tool. Jayant was a very healthy 8 inched, but Prakash topped him by a good inch to an inch and a half.
Almost in a daze I sat up and reached out and took his huge cock in my hands, even putting my hands together they barely managed to encompass the girth of his incredible cock. I saw him shudder and his knees dip as I allowed my hands to stroke slowly to the base of his throbbing cock and back to the top, then I leaned forward and brushed my lips over its tip. I could feel the incredible heat radiating from it, feel the power of his need and desire for me, so I let it go and lay back on the pillow and smiled up at him, "Yes Prakash, oh yes, make love to me, I want your beautiful, beautiful, cock deep inside me." with a groan of frustrated lust he slumped to the bed beside me and took me into his arms and began to kiss me. Deep, hungry, passionate kisses. And I returned them in full measure, letting my own previously unspoken lust for him come to the surface! His hands were everywhere over my body, stroking and fondling my breasts and my ass, and occasionally slipping between my legs to stroke and probe my hot, juicy pussy. And my hands were all over him too, his chest, his back, his ass, but most of all his magnificent hot, throbbing cock.

Even though we were both releasing over 12 months of unfulfilled and unexpressed desire, and there was a certain amount of urgency in our movements, it was still an incredibly gentle, loving coming together. As we explored each other's bodies we also began to verbalize our thoughts and feelings "Oh Divyani.” he whispered, "You have such fantastic breasts, so ripe, so succulent, oh god I've wanted to see them and touch them for so long.” And he ran his lips and tongue over them, lashing then gently sucking on my super sensitive nipples and sending shivers of delight running right through my body. And his fingers played gently with my pussy, stroking up and down the outer lips and occasionally slipping a finger inside to tease and arouse my already swollen clitoris. At the same time, I was stroking his massive cock and fondling his heavy balls, and at one point said "Wow, you seem to have a couple of litres of juices stored in here.” he pulled away slightly and grinned down at me, "Yes, I've been saving it up just for you.”

I chuckled hotly, "Oh, so you haven't been wasting any of it in your bedroom late at night stroking your massive dick while thinking of me?,” he flushed, then laughed, "I'd forgotten how perceptive you are" he said, "but you're right, I've been beating my meat over you for the passed 12 months,” I grinned up at him, delighted that we'd finally re-established that light banter between us that had characterized the first few months after we'd met, "Then let's not waste any more of that gorgeous juice!" I said " don't you think it's time you put that big cock to use and fucked me?” Yes" he cried out, and wasted no more time. Still slowly and gently he began to slide his cock into my eager, receptive pussy. I felt myself being forced wider and wider to accommodate his amazing cock, and I could see the concern in his eyes, and his fear of hurting me seemed to spur me on, "Please Prakash." I urged, "I want you inside me, all the way inside me. God it feels so good, so big!, so good!! harder Prakash. Deeper. That's right, fuck me Prakash, fuck me like you've always wanted to fuck me.”
Then I felt his huge balls bump against my ass cheeks and I knew he was in me to the hilt and I nearly screamed with delight. I guess I must have screamed a little because Prakash stopped dead, "are you alright?" he asked, worriedly, "Oh yes Prakash.” I moaned, "I'm better than alright! it's fantastic having your big cock inside me, absolutely fantastic, oh Prakash, please, please, please."

So he began to move his big cock in and out, slowly at first, then more rapidly, driving me upwards to a series of orgasms, each one growing in intensity, "Oh Divyani." he moaned, "You're so beautiful, so tight, so hot." And his tongue lashed my nipples and breasts, then moved to engage me in a deep passionate kiss, and all the time his huge cock was plunging and plundering my eager pussy. And I was lifting to meet him, thrust for thrust, urging him on with my body, my hands, my lips, my tongue and my words. We were both like wild animals getting wilder. Then he cried out, "oh god, Divyani, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!!" and his huge cock exploded like a gigantic volcano, spewing its hot lava deep into my jerking, writhing pussy, because I was cumming too. Waves and waves of my own juices began cascading over his spewing cock, driving him even wilder in his orgasm. And it just seemed to go on and on and on and on. And it felt sooo, sooo good. When we finally came to a shuddering halt we were too exhausted to move, we lay in each other's arms and kissed gently and lovingly, and that's the way we were when Jayant finally entered the room.

We broke apart quickly, and both looked over at Jayant, and I knew that this was the crunch moment, I felt a slight shiver of fear pass through me and I know Prakash sensed it and his hand came over to briefly squeeze mine. I searched Jayant’s eyes for any hint of anger or reproach, but couldn't find any at all, he simply moved into the room and walked around to my side of the bed and sat down beside me, he reached out and brushed his hand across my face, "I'm sorry I was so stupid and insensitive" he said, then a grin came to his face and a twinkle into his eyes and he added, "and I'm sorry I forgot to warn you about that.” And he nodded towards Prakash’s semi erect cock. I grinned right back at him, a huge sense of relief flowing through me, "Yeah! well it was an unexpected shock, but I think I adjusted,” he glanced down at my pussy, still seeping a little of Prakash’s cum juice, "Do you think I'll still fit in there?' he asked, I reached up and touched his face, sensing that his uncertainty and pain was quite real, despite his levity, "there's only one way to absolutely sure," I said, deliberately seductively and hotly.
He lifted one eyebrow in question, "right now, you mean?', I grinned and glanced at Prakash, "I'm sure Prakash wont mind if my husband fucks me,” it was Prakash’s turn to grin as he slid from his side of the bed and moved towards the door, "Well it was time for a nice cool drink anyway. Have fun people.”
He had hardly cleared the doorway before Jayant had his clothes off and was wrapping me in his arms and giving me a tight, tight hug, before starting to run his hands and lips over my naked body, and within minutes he had the answer he desperately needed. I was responding to the fire in his body with a fire of my own, a new, more powerful fire, he sensed it and it delighted him. But it was when he finally shafted his own big cock deep into my pussy that his fears were finally laid to rest. Even though I knew what had been going through his mind, I was still surprised at his surprise when he said "my god, you're still so tight,” I snuggled deeper into his embrace, "Not just still tight, but still eager for your fantastic cock, now why don't you fuck your horny wife,” I whispered, so he did, with a great deal of enthusiasm. Not once, but twice.

I guess Prakash finally got tired of being on his own, so just as we were winding down from the second great fuck he wandered back into the bedroom carrying a couple of tall glasses filled with cool liquid, and sat on the bottom of the bed and handed them to us. I took a sip, grateful for its coolness after all that incredible activity, then I looked from one to the other, two beautiful, exciting men, both totally naked, both sporting semi erections on their generously proportioned cocks and from today both are mine. The enormous pleasure of Fucking Prakash was worth the risk I took by playing the gamble. From now on I can fuck these two close friends to my hearts content. What more could any woman want?

Then I broke the growing silence, "I meant what I said earlier, from now on it has to be the three of us together in everything. Do you understand?", Jayant looked over at Prakash and noticed the nervous flush on his face and then looked back at me and he smiled "You're not going to get any arguments from me, and I don't think there'll be any from Prakash either, but do you think you can handle the both of us together?"
Not only did I think it, I spent the rest of the night proving it. Fucking Prakash while sucking Jayant and fucking jayant while sucking Prakash. Now that was an experience, sucking Prakash’s big cock. And when he came in my mouth I thought I was going to drown.
And by the time the sun crept over the horizon to welcome in a new day, we were welcoming in a new chapter in our lives.
(TO BE CONTINUED)

Ramesh_Rocky · 18-04-2019, 12:07 PM

THE FIRST FUCK I SAW

This is not fiction. The names of the people involved, including mine, have been changed for obvious reasons. But believe me, it is all true, though it happened a long time ago, when I was just a kid. Although I am a rich businessman now, I come from a very poor family. I was the only child of my parents. My father owned a tea-shop in a suburban area of Kerala. We lived in a small house behind the tea-shop. My parents worked hard to make both ends meet. Since they were fairly educated people and understood the value of education well, they had high ambitions regarding my own education. I was not bad at studies. Though I was an only child, I was not a spoiled one. I was very obedient to my parents. Looking back, I think that we were a happy family, despite our poverty.

Then things began to change for us. My father fell ill seriously and, after remaining bedridden for nearly a year, he died. I was only twelve then. After his death, my mother tried to run our tea-shop alone. But she soon found out that she could not do it on her own. I suggested to her that I could stop going to college and help her in the tea-shop. But she would not allow that, even though our financial condition was fast becoming from bad to worse. During my father's long illness, we had to borrow a lot of money from our friends and relatives.

They were now coming to our house almost everyday and demanding their money back. It was during this time that a woman in our neighbourhood told my mother that an old couple in our locality were looking for a servant-woman who could do all the household work and take care of them by staying with them in their house. My mother and I went to see this old couple. We found that they were in their fifties. The old man, who was called Vasu, was a retired college-teacher. His wife's name was Parvathi. They had a son and a daughter who were now married and were living abroad with their respective families. Vasu and Parvathi wanted to know if my mother had any previous experience of working as a servant-woman. When my mother told them that she had the experience of running a tea-shop for more than ten years, they were more than satisfied and were ready to take my mother in as the servant-woman of their house. They warned her that she would have to do all the work alone without any complaints. My mother agreed.

Thus we started a new life. To clear all our debts, my mother sold the tea-shop and our house and we moved into the house of the old couple. It was not a big house. It was a rather old-fashioned house. We were given a small room behind the kitchen to live in. The old couple seemed to be good people. Parvathi was initially a little reserved when she talked with my mother. But when she saw that my mother was a good and hard-working woman, she became quite attached to her. The old woman was a very talkative type. But she was ill most of the time. So my mother had to take good care of her. Vasu, on the other hand, was a quiet man. He hardly opened his mouth in the house. But he seemed to be kind hearted. Since he had been a college-teacher, I would often take his help with my lessons. He was always eager to help. My mother was thankful to him for that. The old couple did not have many visitors in their house, therefore they valued our company very much.

Most of what my mother earned as salary was spent on my education. Often it was not enough. Sometimes when I asked for money to buy books or other things she would borrow from Parvathi. Parvathi would tell her that the borrowed amount would be cut from her next month's salary. But often my mother would get the full salary itself; the old woman would ask her to forget the money she had borrowed. The old woman was kind to my mother in many other ways also. Often, when her children sent her presents from abroad, she would give something or the other to my mother. I used to wonder why she was being so kind to us. But soon Parvathi was to ask something from my mother in return for all the kindness she was showering on us.

One day I was in my room studying for my exams. My mother was in the kitchen. Parvathi came to the kitchen and struck a conversation with my mother. At first I was not paying any attention to what she was talking. Then when I realized that she was discussing Vasu's sex life, I naturally began to listen attentively. The old woman was saying that in his youth her husband had been rather shy. He had not taken much interest in sexual activities. It was only after their children had grown up that he began to show a keen desire for sex.

And now, even in his old age he was showing a wild interest in sex which, she said, was very embarrassing. She said that she felt pity for the poor man because he had failed to enjoy himself fully during his "best times."

" What can I do?" she told my mother." At my age I cannot satisfy his hunger. Moreover, he does no desire me at all. I feel sorry for him." Here she paused. Then she said to my mother," You can help him." There was another pause. Then she told my mother in very plain words that she could help him by having sex with him. My heart was beating wildly when heard this. I was waiting with abated breath to see how my mother was going to react. She was undoubtedly shocked to hear this, just like me. There was silence for a few moments from her part. Then she told Parvathi that she could not even think of doing it, that it was a sin and the gods would never forgive her. To my amazement the old woman became quite angry. She reminded my mother of the many times she had helped her. She called my mother

a thankless woman. Then she suddenly started to cry. She told my mother that she was ready to fall on her feet. "I can't bear to see him suffer," she said, weeping." That's why I'm begging you. He cannot do it with an outside woman, because then somehow people will know. You live in our house. You are not an outsider. So there is no danger of anybody finding out. Besides, at his age do you think that he will be very demanding? Just let him hold you once in a while. That's all." She kept on talking like this obstinately and eventually my mother was forced to say yes to her strange request. Parvathi was overjoyed. She thanked my mother again and again. Then she said," I will send him to your room tonight, after Hari is asleep."

I was fourteen when this happened. At that time I had already started experimenting with sex. I used to talk a lot about sex with my friends and we also used to watch a lot of adult movies in the local theatres. But none of us - at least, not me - had ever seen a blue film. It was my greatest desire to see a blue film. My mother was in her late thirties at that time. She was a very beautiful woman with a whitey complexion and a body which was the dream of every man. At my age I was very much aware of the sensuality of her body. We shared a single room and it was impossible for me to turn a blind eye to her voluptuous figure. I used to feel very guilty when I found myself eying at her large stans,(breasts) her midriff, her deep navel. But she was not at all aware of my feelings. She thought that I was still a small kid. Sometimes she would change her sari standing right in front of me. And I already knew that Vasu had an eye on her. Although he hardly talked with my mother, I had so many times seen him gazing at her body longingly.

That night mother was very silent. She was very thoughtful while we were having our dinner in the kitchen. After eating, we entered our room. There were two cots in the room, put close together. I slept on one - on the one next to the wall - and my mother slept on the other. The room was very small. Most of the floor area was taken up by the cots. I laid down. She also laid down after switching off the light. "Hari, have you studied everything for your exam tomorrow?" she asked me now. "Yes, mother," I replied. Then silence fell in our room. The window was open and silvery moonlight was flooding into the room. I was not going to sleep. My young mind was almost bursting with anticihusbandon and excitement.

The clock in the drawing room of the house struck ten. A motherent later Vasu knocked at the door and called my mother's name softly. My mother sat up. She looked at me. I did not move a muscle. I was lying wide awake with one arm placed on my forehead. She could not see my eyes. But I was afraid that she might hear my rapid heartbeats. When she felt sure that I was asleep, she got up and opened the door. Vasu looked at her briefly and stepped in. "Hari is sleeping?" he asked.

"Yes," my mother replied.

He looked nervous." I am not able to sleep," he said. He slowly paced up to window. Then he said, in a slightly shaking voice, " I have a slight headache. Can I lie down here for a while?"

She did not reply. Nevertheless, he sat down and slowly laid down on her cot. He was wearing only his mundu. His torso was bare. Though Vasu was old he had a fairly healthy body. He was a stout man with a large belly. His chest was very hairy. He looked at my mother who was standing near the door not knowing what to do.

"Come," he said," you also lie down." My mother hesitated. Then she stepped closer to the cot. He shifted his position to the edge of the cot. " Lie here," he said, patting gently to indicate that he wanted her to lie between him and me. For some reason he wanted to lie at the edge. This position suited me also, because if he was to lie between me and my mother then I would not be able to see what he was going to do to her.

My mother climbed on the cot at the foot and moved on all fours to reach him. Her sari slid off her shoulder, revealing her big, round tits, packed tightly in her white blouse. The sight of the two stans seemed to freeze Vasu with excitement for a brief moment. My mother covered herself again and reclined gently, resting her head on the pillow, a little away from him. I was sure that she was hardly touching him. But he could not keep from touching her. He lay unmoving for a while. Then he raised himself on his elbow and continued to gaze at her lips, her neck, her stans…her whole body for a long time, as if he was seeing a woman for the first time.

Then, completely overcome by the passion, he grasped her shoulder and bent down to kiss her face. She turned her face away from him. He lowered his head further and managed to plant kisses on her cheeks, chin and lips. He chooma her a number of times, all noisy, wet kisses that reflected the great lust he was having for her. Then he straightened and looked at her briefly. He then slowly pulled away her sari from her shoulder, uncovering her stans and belly. My mother impulsively crossed her hands in front of her bosom to cover her boobs. He brushed away her hands imhusbandently and placed his palm on her somewhat large belly, on the smooth, warm area just below her navel and started to move his hand up. When he reached the navel, he dug his middle finger into it and circled it around a number of times. Then his hand moved to her midriff. A sudden aaah escaped her when he squeezed the soft milk white flesh there which had doubled up deliciously with age. Then his hand began to journey to her stans. His palm gently cupped one stan and moved in a circle all over it, as if to feel its size and rotundity.

Finally his palm rested at its tip and he squeezed the tit five times, pressing down as he squeezed. I counted as he squeezed. He did the same with the other stan. Though my mother tried to stop him by holding his hand a couple of times, she was in reality enjoying it all. But she was frightened. Frightened that I may wake up, frightened to reveal her passion to this old man who until now she had respected as she would respect a father, frightened because she knew that what they were doing was naked sin. She kept on breathing fast and she gulped a number of times between her aaahs, as if her mouth was watering. Vasu now sat up excitedly. He proceeded to undo the hooks of her blouse one by one. My mother whispered to him," Aiyo, please, not now! What if Hari wakes up?" The old man ignored her protests completely. She glanced at me timidly, then she looked at his hands which were husbandently undoing one hook after another as the thin material of her blouse began to strain because her stans seemed to be growing bigger and bigger every second.

Finally, as the last hook was undone, my mother's big boobs seemed to jump out to their freedom. They were big, as big as ripe coconuts, with dark choochees that were fully erect. I was quite taken aback by the length of the choochees. Each choochee was almost as long as my little finger. Vasu was trying unsuccessfully to grab one boob in each of his palm. He would hold both boobs in a firm grip and try to lift them up. First he would seem to succeed, then the smooth tits would just slither out of his hand. He then ran the flat of his palms all over the boobs greedily and kneaded them, first gently and then, as his passion grew, a little roughly.

He took the choochees between each thumb and forefinger and pulled them up vigorously. My mother aaahed," Ummm…aahhh…" I almost ejaculated when I heard that aaah. Of course, I was not masturbating. I was not even holding my ling which, naturally, was very much erect. I was simply longing to jerk off, though. But my situation was such that I could not move a muscle. The old man lowered his head and started licking the choochee and the surrounding area of one stan. He opened his mouth wide and took the choochee and also a large portion of the stan itself into his mouth. Then he slowly lifted his head, letting the stan and the choochee slither out. He repeated this several times. Then he suddenly asked my mother to take off her blouse completely. She hesitated and threw a glance at me. Then, raising her torso , she peeled off her blouse. She looked like a sex goddess now. She had fleshy shoulders and arms and a slightly bulging belly. Her long, straight hair hung loose and seemed to cover her back completely. Age had only made her body nothing but juicy. Yes, I was thinking that she looked like a ripe and juicy mango. She raised her arms to tie her hair and I watched in delight how her big bobs joggled from side to side with her movements.

Now Vasu couldn't hold himself any longer. With his free hand he pulled away his mundu and dropped it on the floor. Underneath he had nothing else on. He was stark naked! I saw his ling. It was a large organ, nearly six inches long. It was not yet fully erect. Grabbing my mother by her shoulders he climbed over her. "No," she said, trying to push him off her," not now. Hari will wake up." But the old man was not to be stopped." We will not make much noise," he whispered to her and started kissing her cheeks and lips noisily as before, but now with double the passion.

My mother glanced at me nervously once or twice. I was hardly breathing. The bright moonlight flooding into the room through the window fell straight upon Vasu's back. I watched as he caught the fat lower lip of my mother between his teeth and pulled at it gently. Finally, she let the hold on herself slip. She let herself be overcome by passion, completely. She threw her fleshy arms around the old man and began to rub her cheeks with his, her eyes shut, her mind completely relishing the pleasure he was giving her.

She began to aaah in abandon, not caring at all whether her son lying on the adjoining cot was awake or sleeping. The flat of her palms continuously traveled up and down his back, speaking the message that now she was completely with him in this game, that he was not to stop, not until they both had had enough. Vasu, too, was breathing hard and softly aaahing like her. As they moved wildly, the cot was creaking noisily, as if it too was aroused. I watched as twice my mother put her hand between their writhing bodies to hold his erect ling, to squeeze it, to feel its hardness. They continued in this manner for about five minutes. Now they were sweating a little because the night was hot, hot and calm. In the dreamy moonlight, sweat shone on my mother's stans and belly and on Vasu's back.

They stopped moving. "Take off your sari," said Vasu, climbing down from her body." Um," said she. She tied up her hair again; it had got untied and completely disheveled during their long "wrestle." She gently stood up on the cot and began to unfasten her sari. I watched with abated breath as she dropped her sari onto the floor and started undoing the string of her petticoat. The petticoat came down, revealing her fat, round thighs and her hairy choot(pussy). The thighs were milk white. Sweat shone on them, like the rest of her. She lifted her legs to step out of her petticoat. She dropped it and stood on the cot stark naked. Vasu had been watching her all the time, his back resting against the wall, his hand holding his big laura (cock). Moonlight fell on my mother's naked body, showing every curve. She was every inch a sex goddess. Her long hair fell down loose again. But this time she let it be and came down on her knees. Vasu rose from his position to take her into his arms. She received him with open arms. With both of them on their knees, they hugged each other in a loving aalinghan (hug), feeling for each other's body with hands that were restless.

I saw Vasu's hand come to rest on my mother's ample buttocks, hold them firmly and knead their fleshy round bulk. My mother chooma (gave kiss) Vasu on the cheeks and neck. She stroked her cheeks on the hair on his chest. Now Vasu held her shoulders and made her lie down as she had been lying before. He was going to fuck her. She aaahed and looked at him in anticihusbandon. She spread her fat thighs and he kneeled down between them, holding his ling. With his fingers he gently stroked and pulled at the hair on her choot(pussy). She lifted her choot up to him. Here, take it all, she seemed to be saying. Now he touched the tip of his laura(cock) to her choot. She froze, waiting. He pushed and I almost sat up on my cot just to have a closer look at things. He let his laura(cock) completely disappear into my mother's choot(cunt). She aaahed, a long aaah of simply unbearable pleasure.
He caught hold of her shoulders to balance himself and started to move his pelvis back and forth, back and forth, the cot creaking with his motion." Ummmmm…ahhhh…uummmmm," my mother aaahed. She did not know what to do with her hands for they were moving in all directions, touching whatever they felt like touching. They seemed to have a life of their own. The old man, because of his age was moving rather slowly. My imhusbandent mother was again and again raising her hips, urging him to move faster. He kept moving for about five minutes and then he began to pant vigorously. Soon he was totally drenched in sweat. Mother make him stopped suddenly.
"You lie down. I move.," She said to Vasu”. So they repositioned themselves. Vasu lay down with his head resting on the pillow. Mother stood with her knees planted on either sides of his body. She guided his equipment into her wet choot once again and started moving. Oh, how she moved! The cot creaked wildly and I was wondering if it would give away. Oh, how her stans (breasts) were jumping up and down with her. She would pause occasionally to brush away a strand of her loose hair from her face. She was softly aaahing as she moved, giving Vasu the thrill of his life. Vasu lay relaxed. His hands occasionally rose to touch her lovely stans(breasts), or to hold her sweating buttocks. Sometimes she would hold Vasu's shoulder and lean forward as she moved, her oversized stans hanging flaccidly over his face. Oh, how the twin coconuts would dance. I looked without even blinking, so as not to miss anything. Ma was taking long breadth and with every jerk she maid. They fucked for ten minutes. Then suddenly my mother started to jerk vigorously and became slightly hostile. The coat was making very loud sound with her every thrust. She new this heavy sound could wake me. But she ignored it and gave all her concentration to take the pleasure in her cunt, that she was missing for long. I knew That their climax was coming. Then suddenly ma jerked heavily and cried UFFF…. MAAAAA…. I understood it was over for tonight. when their passion was spent, they lay down exhausted in each other's arms. But, in another ten minutes, they were ready for one more go.

My mother was taken the top position once again. While fucking, they ware talking easily and making some dirty jokes also. I understood my mother accepted Vasu normally just after one fuck. But they could not last long this time. My mother was riding Vasu bare back (i.e. without any protection) he had emptied all his semen in my mother’s choot (cunt). I was afraid that he might get my mother pregnant. What a fool I was, when my mother was not worried of the consequences, why should I.

Then my mother asked Vasu, what if I get pregnant, since you have not used any protection?

Vasu said I will marry you if you get pregnant.

What about your wife?

I will divorce her if you so desire.
What about your son ‘Hari’ ‘Vasu’ asked my mom
If you want you can arrange some hostel for him My mom said.
Vasu then asked again can you stay without your loving kid.
Mom said if you want I can even kick in his ass and through him out from this house also.
Listening this Vasu said I love you very much my darling.
My mother took his head and planted it deeply in her huge breasts saying “I am also going to love you madly and from tonight I can do anything for you to make you happy.
Then my mother said I am very happy to listen that you can divorce your wife for me.
But why should I ask you to divorce your wife. She is so nice. It is she, who has provided me with this lovely opportunity to enjoy sex after my husband’s death. I was not able to bear the heat of my youth. If you would not have fucked me, may be one day I would have fucked my son Hari. I was shocked to hear my mother’s views. Just one fuck made her totally different women.
(END)

Ramesh_Rocky · 18-04-2019, 12:08 PM

ZERO TOLERANCE

[PART1]

It was less than a month after I started at Dyson's Electronics and Steve and I were sitting in Jimmer’s bar one evening having a drink. The place was just starting to fill up when two very attractive women came in. They looked to be a few years older than us but that didn't matter to Steve. When he saw the women he looked at me with his smarmy smile.

"Check that out," he said. "Looks like I am going to get laid tonight."

I wasn't interested in looking for one-night stands with older women. I just wanted to have a couple of drinks before I went home to my apartment so I just sat and watched as Steve approached the two women and started talking to them and managed to get himself invited to join them.

Some more Dyson employees arrived and I joined them at a large table. It was about an hour later that I saw Steve leave with one of the women. As they walked by the table I noticed that the woman was wearing a wedding ring.

Later when I was leaving Jimmer’s Bar I saw Steve sitting in the back seat of his car. At first it appeared that he was by himself but when I got closer I could see that the woman that he had picked up in the bar was bent over in the back seat giving Steve a blow-job.

I had to laugh to myself. That was the first time I had seen Steve in action. I didn't think Steve was really serious when he said he was going to get laid that night but there he was receiving sexual favors from a married woman in the back seat of his car.

The next evening Steve and I were again sitting in Jimmer’s Bar having a beer and I asked him how he knew he would be able to score with the two women from the previous evening.

"I knew because they were two married women out in a bar without their husbands. I was sure at least one of them would be looking for some action," he said. "That's why I like picking up married women rather than single women."

"Why?"

Single women are always looking for Mr. Right and are mostly interested in long term relationships," he said. "They very seldom put out on the first date. When you find a married woman out without her husband she is probably looking for some excitement and it doesn't take very long to find out if they are interested in having a little extramarital fun. In my experience if you get a married woman to leave with you, she wants to have sex."

That was the day I formed my low opinion of Steve Lydon.

It was a couple of months later that I met Stacy. She worked in the accounting department at Dyson's Electronics and I was in sales. Stacy was tall and blond with beautiful blue eyes and I was hooked from the moment I met her. We dated several times before we had sex and that came with some serious strings attached.

It happened one night after I took Stacy on a very romantic date. Flowers, dinner, dancing and a moonlight walk. I did the whole bit and then we went back to Stacy's apartment.
(TO BE CONTINUED)

Ramesh_Rocky · 18-04-2019, 12:08 PM

ZERO TOLERANCE
[PART2]

We sat down on her sofa and began necking. We were both pretty aroused when Stacy stopped me from sliding my hand up under her skirt.

"You know I like you very much and I am tempted to say I love you but I think it's too soon for that," Stacy said. "I know we are both ready for this next step but for me making love to someone requires a commitment. If we are going to go any farther with this relationship I have to know that you will not be dating other woman. I need you to understand that I will have zero tolerance for any infidelity on your part. I will not be unfaithful to you and I expect the same from you. If you ever decide that you need or want another woman just know that it means we are through. I would rather you just break up with me than to find out you had been sneaking around behind my back."

I was so horny at that moment I would have committed to anything so that I could make love to her but the fact that I was already in love with her made it even easier. I had no problem committing to her that I would always be faithful.

After I promised, Stacy placed my right hand back on her thigh and then put both of her arms around my neck. We began kissing again and I moved my fingers to the inside of her thigh and started sliding my hand up under her skirt. The farther I moved my hand up between her legs the more passionate Stacy's kisses became. By the time I pressed my fingers against the warm damp crotch of her panties, Stacy was attacking my throat with her tongue.

When I slipped my fingers inside her panties and brushed them lightly over her vulva, Stacy moaned and then she sucked my tongue into her mouth. I began trying to open her shirt with my left hand but I wasn't having much success so I had to give up teasing her hot sex and use both hands to remove Stacy's shirt. When I had all of the buttons undone Stacy leaned forward so that I could slip her top off her shoulders and remove it completely.

I planted little kisses all over Stacy's neck and slowly worked my way down to the small bit of her breasts that were exposed above her bra. I kissed and licked the soft skin as I pulled the top of her bra down just enough to expose her nipples. When I sucked one of her nipples into my mouth Stacy let her head fall back against the back of her sofa. She was breathing hard and making funny little sounds in the back of her throat.

I continued to suck on her nipples as I reached around her to unhook her bra. I have never been very good at dealing with bras but Stacy didn't seem to care. She seemed to be enjoying what I was doing with my mouth and was oblivious to everything else. After a few minutes of fumbling with it I finally got her bra unhooked and remove it. Stacy's breasts were beautiful. Their shape was perfect and they stood up proudly. For the next fifteen minutes I made love to Stacy's breasts while at the same time I moved my right hand back under her skirt and up into her panties.

When I touched the soft lips of Stacy's sex I found that they were wet and slippery. I ran my fingers all around her excited entrance spreading her sexual lubricant all over my fingers and her pussy.

I had one of her nipples in my mouth when I finally pushed a finger up inside her and then started teasing her clitoris. As I did this Stacy pulled my face up to hers and kissed me passionately and then just hung on to me while I explored the most personal and private part of her body. Stacy was breathing hard and began sticking her tongue in my ear and talking to me.

"Oh, God, that feels good. I want you now. I want to feel you inside me now."
(TO BE CONTINUED)

Ramesh_Rocky · 18-04-2019, 12:09 PM

ZERO TOLERANCE

[PART3]

I pushed Stacy down on the sofa and pushed her skirt up around her waist. Then I removed her panties and quickly removed my own pants and shorts.

When I lay down on top of her and pushed my stiff cock inside her I was amazed at how wonderful it felt to be inside her. I was not inexperienced. I had had a few girl friends over the years but I had never felt that way inside a woman before.

I had been stroking into Stacy for a couple of minutes when it occurred to me that I wasn't wearing a condom.

"Oh shit, I'm not wearing a condom," I said. "I better stop and put one on."

"I'm on the pill and I trust that you are safe," she said. "I want to feel it when you come inside me."

That comment almost put me over the top but I was able to control myself and I kept stroking into her at a nice slow pace bringing her to one long orgasm before I finally climaxed.

Afterwards as I drove home I felt wonderful. I knew I was in love with her and that we would always be together.

After that night we had sex almost every time we were together which was very often. There were certain nights during the month when we just talked and watched television. A year and a half later we got married.

We both had good jobs so we didn't have to struggle like so many couples do when they first get married. We had only been married a year when we were able to buy our house in Charlotte.

The day we moved into the house we met our neighbors Ed and Linda Monroe. Ed worked for a large bank in Charlotte and Linda was an elementary college teacher. They were about our age and we shared a lot of the same interests so Ed and Linda quickly became our best friends.

For the next several years of our marriage everything was great. Stacy and I were still very much in love and the sex was still hot. We had almost everything we wanted. We had good friends, a nice home, two cars and a boat. Our life consisted of meeting the obligations of our jobs during the week and often stopping at Jimmer’s Bar for a drink before going home or out to dinner. On the weekends we spent a lot of time out on the boat with Ed and Linda or visiting at each other's houses for dinner or to play cards.

It was about three years ago that some things started to happen that were upsetting to me. When we first got married Stacy and I made a decision to wait a few years before having children. After seven years of marriage I thought it was about time we started a family but when I asked Stacy about it she said she wasn't ready yet. When I tried to discuss it further with Stacy she cut me off.

"I will let you know when I am ready," she said.

The way she said it let me know that the conversation was over. I was a little upset with her unwillingness to even discuss children but I let it go. Everything else in our relationship seemed to be fine so I wasn't all that concerned. After all it was Stacy that would have to go through the pregnancy so I guess it was only fair to wait until she was ready.
(TO BE CONTINUED)

Ramesh_Rocky · 18-04-2019, 12:10 PM

ZERO TOLERANCE

[PART4]

A few weeks later we were at a Dyson company party. I had gone to the men's room and when I returned I found Steve Lydon talking to Stacy. Not just talking but standing very close to her and he had his hand on her arm as they talked.

I got pissed at Steve when I saw that. I knew that I could trust Stacy but I didn't like the idea that Steve would hit on my wife. It showed a lack of respect for me.

By the time I got back across the room to where they were standing Steve had seen me coming and had moved a little farther away from Stacy and was no longer touching her. I didn't say anything although I wanted to tell Steve to stay away from my wife but I didn't want to make a scene. After all, nothing had really happened. They were just talking.

I decided that night when we got home I was going to have a talk with Stacy about Steve. I had never told her about Steve or his philosophy on dating married women. I wanted her to know about him, figuring if she knew what he was like she would avoid him. The problem was that I could not think of any way to bring that up in conversation without making it sound like I didn't trust Stacy. I didn't know how to start the conversation and I had become sullen and quiet. It didn't take Stacy long to notice something was wrong.

"What's the matter, Mark?" Stacy asked. "You haven't said a word since we got home."

"Something is bothering me but I am afraid that it will come out wrong and I don't want to upset you."

Stacy suddenly looked tense. "What's wrong, Mark?"

"I guess I'll just say what's on my mind and we can discuss it until I can clear up any misconceptions. It's about Steve Lydon."

The expression on Stacy's face changed. Stacy had many facial expressions to express her moods or what she was thinking and I could always tell from her expression if she was happy, sad, nervous, angry, or whatever but every once in a while an expression came over her face that I could not read. That was the expression on her face that night.

"What about Steve?" Stacy asked.

"I don't know if you know this about him but he has a reputation as a ladies' man."

Stacy laughed. "I know. I've heard all the stories about him at work. The girls at work think he is just a big joke. Steve is a flirt but I don't think anyone takes him seriously, least of all me."

"Stacy. This is not funny to me," I said. "Steve preys on married women."

"You can't possibly think I have any interest in Steve," Stacy said with a tinge of anger in her voice.

"No. I am not worried about you. I trust you."

"So what you are saying is that you don't want me to talk to Steve anymore, is that it?" Stacy asked.
(TO BE CONTINUED)

Ramesh_Rocky · 18-04-2019, 12:10 PM

ZERO TOLERANCE

[PART5]

"If you wouldn't mind," I said.

"Well, I would mind. I think he's funny and I enjoy talking to him. There is no way I would ever have sex with him so I don't understand what you are worried about. I don't like it when you act jealous."

I wasn't happy with her response but I didn't push it any farther. She hadn't done anything wrong and my reaction was probably out of line. I was worried that Stacy was really pissed at me but when we went up to bed she kissed me and whispered in my ear.

"Forget about Steve. You're the man I want inside me."

It was just two weeks later when Stacy and I planned to meet at Jimmer’s Bar after work and then go out to dinner. I was a half hour late getting there and when I walked in Steve was sitting with Stacy and he had his hand on her shoulder as they talked. I could feel a knot forming in my stomach. I wanted to go over and grab Steve's hand and twist his wrist around behind his back and tell him to stay the hell away from Stacy but I couldn't. I knew that if I said or did anything wrong, Stacy would be pissed at me and accuse me of being jealous and she would be right.

It seemed like, after that, any social gathering we attended where Steve was, he would be sniffing around Stacy.

One Saturday evening as Ed Monroe and I were cooking steaks on the grill I told him about Steve hitting on Stacy every chance he got.

"Have you said anything to Stacy?" Ed asked.

"Yes. She accused me of being jealous and told me I had nothing to worry about. I am afraid if I bring it up again it will sound like I am telling her that I don't trust her and that is not the case. I would just like Steve to stay away from her."

"Then why don't you just tell Steve to stay away?"

"I thought of that but I am afraid if I did that he would tell her I told him to stay away from her. That would make things even worse."

"If he was hitting on Linda like that," Ed said, "I would just tell Linda that I don't like him hanging around her like that. I would tell her about his reputation and say that it is not that I don't trust her but other people that know his reputation are going to wonder why she spends so much time talking to him. I know Linda would understand that and would let Steve know in no uncertain terms that she was not interested in him."

I thought about what Ed said for a minute and could see how that might work. I decided that the next time that Steve hit on Stacy I would have that talk with her.
(TO BE CONTINUED)

Ramesh_Rocky · 18-04-2019, 12:11 PM

ZERO TOLERANCE

[PART6]

The following weekend, Stacy told me that her car was giving her a lot of trouble and that since it was seven years old she wanted to go shopping for a new car. I started to suggest that we just fix her old car and she gave me a dirty look
"Your car is only two years old and I have to drive around in that old piece of junk," she said.

I knew right away that there was no way I was going to win any arguments about her car so I gave in.

"What kind of car would you like?" I asked.

"I want a mini-van."

"A mini van? Why would you want a mini-van?"

"I just want something with more room in the back for carrying groceries and stuff," she said.

"You always make fun of the soccer moms with their mini-vans and now you want one?"

"One of the girls I work with has one and it is really nice. So I decided I would get one," she said.

I knew that Stacy did deserve a new car and then I decided that if she wanted a mini-van that's what we would get. That Saturday we went out and bought a new Honda Odyssey.

That Monday evening after work I asked Stacy what her friends thought of her new car.

"Everyone loved it. I took the girls out to lunch today and they were all very impressed,"
(TO BE CONTINUED)

Ramesh_Rocky · 18-04-2019, 12:12 PM

ZERO TOLERANCE

[PART7]

Two months ago Mr. Dyson announced that Clay International Electronics was interested in buying Dyson Electronics. Mr. Dyson said that the deal was dependent on our second quarter results that were due out in one week. Mr. Dyson also said that if Clay International did buy the company we could expect some changes but he didn't think anything would happen immediately.

As it turned out our second quarter results were exactly what Clay International wanted to see and they planned to move ahead with the purchase of Dyson Electronics. When Mr. Dyson informed us of Clay International's decision he invited all 185 employees of Dyson Electronics to a party at his house to celebrate the sale of his company. Mr. Dyson has a big place out in the country with a large swimming pool, lots of big oak trees and beautiful gardens and he likes to show it off.

While Mr. Dyson was ready to celebrate the sale of his company, most of his employees were worried about what would happen to their jobs when Clay International took over.

On Friday, the day before Mr. Dyson's party, I was told that I would have to go to Atlanta Monday for a contract negotiation. It was not unusual for me to be sent out to do contract negotiations but I usually had more advanced notice of an upcoming trip. That evening I was telling Stacy about the upcoming trip when she told me that Ed and Linda were going to stop over later for drinks. For Stacy and I this visit was a welcome diversion from our worries about what was going to happen after Clay International took over Dyson's. We did talk about the coming take over and our concerns but we also talked about taking the boat out the following weekend and other happier topics.

We had just opened our third round of beers when Ed told us about a purchase he and Linda had made.

"Linda and I were up in Concord Thursday evening and we found this great antique roll top desk. The price was right so I just had to buy it," Ed said.

"He was writing the check before he thought to discuss it with me," Linda said.

"You said you liked it."

"I do like it but it is so big where are we going to put it," Linda said.

"We'll figure that our when we get it home," Ed said.

"Great plan," Linda said.

"I have to go pee," I said and got up. "I hope you two are done fighting by the time I get back."

"You call this fighting? Linda and I don't consider it a fight unless one of us has to go to the hospital," Ed said.

"And it is usually Ed that ends up in the hospital," Linda said.

We were all laughing and Ed said, "That's true."

When I got back from the bathroom they were all silent. I looked at Ed and then at Linda before I sat down.

"I guess the fight ended in a tie," I said. "No apparent injuries to either party."

We all laughed and then I turned to Stacy.

"Stacy, I almost forgot. I am going to have to go into the office tomorrow to finish some reports that are due next week," I said. "I have to get them done before the party tomorrow."

"Why do they have to be done tomorrow?" Stacy said.

"Did you forget already? I will be in Atlanta until Wednesday or Thursday next week," I said.

"Will you be done in time for the party?" Stacy said.

"I don't know. We may have to go late."

Ed and Linda went home around eleven o'clock and Stacy and I headed for bed shortly after they left.

Mr. Dyson's party was scheduled to start at three o'clock in the afternoon so Saturday morning I got up early and ate breakfast with Stacy. As I was drinking my second cup of coffee Stacy said, "Before you go into the office, would you do me a favor?"

"What do you need?" I asked.

"Would you remove the seats from the back of my van? I told Ed and Linda they could borrow it to pick up that antique desk they bought."

I was about to say something but Stacy stopped me. "It's my van and if I want to loan it to our friends so they can pick up their new desk I don't need your permission."

"I never said you did. I was just going to say that I will take the seats out before I leave for the office." That wasn't what I was really going to say but it was the better part of valor.

I finished my breakfast and then went out to the garage to remove the seats from the two back rows in Stacy's van so Ed and Linda would be able to get his antique desk into it. Then I went into the office to finish several sales reports that I wasn't going to have time to do the following week. At one o'clock I was still sitting in my office working on the reports when Stacy called and asked me if I was going to be home soon. I looked at the stack of reports I still had in front of me and told her that I had at least another two hours before I would be finished. Then I suggested that she go ahead to the party and I would get there as soon as I could.

It was four o'clock when I finished the last of the reports and headed to my car for the hour-long drive out to Mr. Dyson's house. I was going to call Stacy once I got on the road to let her know when I expected to get to the party but like a fool I had left my cell phone at home that morning. I arrived at the party shortly after five o'clock and I went into the house and looked for Stacy. There were several people in the house but Stacy wasn't among them.

I asked a girl I knew from the accounting department if she had seen Stacy.

"I saw her earlier," she said. "She was out in the yard talking to Steve Lydon."
(TO BE CONTINUED)

Ramesh_Rocky · 18-04-2019, 12:12 PM

[b][i]ZERO TOLERANCE
[PART8][/i][/b]

I immediately felt a knot in my stomach. I was going to have to talk to Stacy about Steve again and I wasn't going to wait till we got home. I went out into the back yard and looked around but didn't see Stacy anywhere. I asked a couple of people if they had seen Stacy and one of them told me that they had seen her but that was more than an hour earlier.

I was beginning to get upset. I was sure that Stacy wasn't doing anything wrong but not being able to find her was worrying me. I walked around asking people if they had seen Stacy and most said that they had seen her earlier but hadn't seen her in a while. I walked over to a guy who was standing watching people in the swimming pool and asked him if he knew Stacy and he said that he didn't. Then I asked him if he knew Steve Lydon.

"Yes, I know Steve," he said.

"Have you seen him?" I asked.

"I saw him heading to his car about an hour ago."

I don't know what made me ask. "Was anyone with him?"

"Yes. He was with a tall very attractive blond," he said. "I think they came together."

Suddenly I felt myself begin to panic. Had Stacy come to the party with Steve? Had she left with him? I just couldn't believe that she would do that. Not Stacy. I spun around hoping to see Stacy somewhere in the yard but I didn't see her. I hurried back through the house and out to where the cars were parked and looked for Stacy's van. It wasn't there.

I felt all of the energy drain from my body and I felt like I just wanted to go lie down somewhere. I went around to the far side of my car where no one would see me and I slumped to the ground. I put my head between my knees and took deep breaths and tried to calm myself down. There had to be some other explanation for why I could not find Stacy. I knew she had come to the party because at least three people had seen her there. I also knew that she had been seen talking to Steve Lydon. I also knew that Steve had been seen leaving the party with a woman that fit Stacy's description. These things did not add up to a happy conclusion. Part of my brain was telling me that Stacy would not do that to me. She would not cheat on me. The other part of my brain was asking me how I could be so sure that she wouldn't cheat.

As I tried to think of what to do next the term 'zero tolerance' flashed into my head. I pushed that thought out of my head. It would not come to that. I refused to believe that Stacy would do anything that would cause me to leave her.

I knew that if she did leave the party with someone she would have to come back eventually because she knew that I would be there soon. The only thing I could do was to go back to the party and wait for her.-

I walked through the house in a daze and went out into the back yard again. I needed to try and eat something to settle my stomach and get my nerves under control while I waited for Stacy to return. I was at the food table trying to decide what foods my stomach could handle when I heard a voice behind me. It took me a minute to realize the voice was directed at me. When I turned around I found Mr. Dyson standing behind me.

"I see you finally made it, Mark," he said. "Where is that lovely wife of yours? I saw her here earlier."

"I don't know," I said. "I haven't been able to find her."

"Did you try calling her? I know she had her cell phone with her."

"I forgot my phone so I wasn't able to call her."

Mr. Dyson pulled his phone from his pocket and handed it to me and said, "Here, use mine."

I wondered why I hadn't thought to just ask someone if I could borrow their phone. I punched in Stacy's number and waited nervously for it to begin ringing. I wondered where she was and what I would say to her when she answered, if she answered.

Stacy answered on the third ring.
(To Be Continued)

Ramesh_Rocky · 18-04-2019, 12:13 PM

ZERO TOLERANCE

[PART9]

"Hello?"

"Stacy, where are you?"

"I am at Dyson's where are you?"

"I am here in the back yard but I don't see you." I said.

Then I saw her as she stepped out from behind a large oak tree about a hundred feet away from me.

You cannot believe the relief I felt when I saw her. I handed Mr. Dyson his phone and headed back to where Stacy was waiting. When I got there I found that she had been sitting with two of the girls she works with and their husbands and to my great relief there was no sign of Steve. I couldn't believe that I had completely missed Stacy sitting behind the big oak tree with her friends. If I had only had my phone with me I could have saved myself a lot of distress.

"I didn't see your car out front when I got here," I said.
I saw a moment of panic in her eyes. She managed quickly. Well My colleague Brandy took it from me for a small ride. She wanted to purchase some medicine that she needed urgently. She came back just now.

"Ok "Now let's get a drink and something to eat."

I was suddenly feeling much better but Stacy seemed a little uneasy. I asked her if she was all right and she said she had a bit of a headache. An hour later Stacy seemed to be feeling much better and we had a good time during the rest of the party.

On the ride home I started thinking about how I had felt when I thought Stacy might have gone off with Steve and I felt my stomach start to tighten again. Then I remembered being told that Stacy was seen talking to Steve at the party and began to wonder about the blond that was seen leaving the party with Steve.

Could it have been Stacy? Had she gone somewhere with him and returned before I got to the party? I was starting to make myself crazy. How was I going to find out without causing an argument? I had to know.

I waited until we were home before I carefully broached the subject.

"Did anything interesting happen at the party before I got there?" I said.

"No. I just walked around talking to people for a while and then I sat with Carol and Janice and their husbands.

"I didn't see Steve at the party. Was he there?" I asked.

"Yes, but he left before you got there. Why are you asking me about him?"

I was torn. I was angry with myself for even entertaining such suspicions but I was driven to pursue the answers to the questions that had been on my mind every since I had arrived at the party and couldn't find Stacy. I had been trying very hard to act like I was only interested in what had gone on at the party but my next statement gave away my real intent.

"I was just surprised that I didn't find Steve at the party talking to you. That is where I usually find him if I leave you alone for a few minutes."

As soon as I said it I wanted to bite my tongue. I waited for Stacy's angry reaction but it didn't come.

"I saw him right after I got to the party and we talked for a while."

There was something about the way she looked at me when she made that last comment that bothered me. It wasn't guilt that I saw. It was more a look of sadness.

"Really?" I asked.

Stacy's expression quickly changed and she laughed at me and said, "Really. I sense that there is something still bothering you that you are not telling me. You are not still worried that Steve is trying to seduce me are you?"

There was no anger in her voice as she spoke. It was more like she was laughing at me but then I saw that sadness again. What the hell was that?

"Mark, why don't you tell me what's really on your mind," she said, "

"I'd rather not," I said, "I am ashamed of myself for what I thought."

"Now you have to tell me," Stacy said. "I am not letting you get away with a statement like that and not tell me everything."

"You have to promise not to get mad."

"I'll wait till I hear what you have to say before I make any promises."

So I told her the whole story about how I couldn't find her when I arrived at the party and how I was told that she was seen talking with Steve. I told her that someone told me that they saw a tall very attractive blond leave with Steve. I told her about the panic I felt and how sick it made me. Then I waited for the anger but it didn't come. Again, I saw the brief look of sadness but it was gone as quickly as it appeared. I wasn't even sure if I had really seen it.

"You thought I might have gone off somewhere with Steve?' This Stacy said not with anger but with impatience. "I told you before, Steve doesn't mean anything to me. I just get a kick out of the way he is always trying to flirt with me. It hurts me that you actually thought that I might have been with him today. Steve is no threat to you. I can't believe you still don't trust me."

"You're right. I shouldn't have doubted you," I said.

"Well, it should make you happy to know that Steve came to the party with a date. She was tall, blond, attractive and married. They only stayed for a short time."

Stacy kissed me and said, "I guess this is partly my fault. I knew you didn't like it when Steve flirted with me and I should have been more sensitive about your feelings. I'll make a deal with you. If you don't act jealous anymore I will stay away from Steve. Okay?"

I agreed.

"Why don't we go upstairs," she said, "and you can thank me."

Thank her? I wasn't sure what she meant by that.

As I followed Stacy up the stairs I couldn't help staring at her wonderful ass in her tight shorts. It was right in front of my face. When we got to the top of the stairs I pulled Stacy's shorts and panties down and stuck my tongue between her nicely rounded globes. I took her right there at the top of the stairs and then we went to bed and made love again very slowly.

Afterward as we lay in each other's arms we began to talk.

"Don't you think it's time we started a family?" Stacy asked.

"I am ready if you are," I said. "You're the one that has wanted to wait."

"I know but I am ready now," Stacy said. "I stopped taking my birth control pills last week."

"You did? Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't tell you because I wanted to wait until I was fertile again, like I was tonight," she said. "So it may already be too late for you to change your mind about wanting a baby."

I kissed Stacy and said, "I hope it is too late."
(TO BE CONTINUED)

Ramesh_Rocky · 18-04-2019, 12:13 PM

posted up to 30th page

ronylol · 19-04-2019, 07:53 PM

Thanks for your great work

Ramesh_Rocky · 19-04-2019, 08:15 PM

(19-04-2019, 07:53 PM)ronylol Wrote: Thanks for your great work

your welcome

ronylol · 19-04-2019, 08:23 PM

(19-04-2019, 08:15 PM)Ramesh_Rocky Wrote: your welcome

Brother why you remove the last story?

Ramesh_Rocky · 19-04-2019, 09:50 PM

(19-04-2019, 08:23 PM)ronylol Wrote: Brother why you remove the last story?

I posted it by mistake bro it is another thread story

Ramesh_Rocky · 19-04-2019, 10:19 PM

ZERO TOLERANCE

PART10

Sunday morning I went out to the garage to put the seats back into Stacy's van when I noticed that the passenger side had a lot of mud splattered on it. I decided to take the van out to the self-service car wash and clean it up for Stacy. She hated to drive the van when it was dirty. I could have washed it at home but I had another reason I wanted to slip out of the house.

I went into the house and found Stacy doing laundry and she looked up at me as I approached.

"Why don't we ask Ed and Linda to come over for drinks tonight?" Stacy said.

"That's fine with me but remember I have to go to Atlanta in the morning so they can't stay late."

"I almost forgot about your trip," Stacy said. "How long will you be gone?"

"If everything goes well I'll be home Wednesday night, if not Thursday night," I said. "Why do you ask? Are you planning to take a lover while I'm gone?"

"Only if I can find one that is better in bed than you." Stacy was laughing as she said that.

As I headed back out of the house I called back to Stacy, "I'm going to take the van out to get it washed. I'll be gone a couple of hours."

"You don't need to do that. I was going to clean it myself later," Stacy yelled.

I pretended not to hear and I left Stacy to deal with the dirty underwear and I headed out to run my errand. In addition to washing the truck I wanted to stop by the mall and buy a gift for Stacy. The gift was to be part apology for thinking that she might have gone off with Steve and it was part thank you for understanding my feelings about Steve and finally agreeing to avoid him in the future. It was also something I wanted to do for the mother to be even if she wasn't pregnant yet.

The stop at the mall didn't take very long. I already knew what I wanted to get. It was a pair of diamond earrings that Stacy had said she liked. I also stopped by the Hallmark store and bought a card to go with the gift. With my purchases made I left the mall and headed off to the car wash.

I pulled up in front of the vacuum cleaners and started with the front seat and when that was done I opened the side doors to clean the back. Behind the drivers seat I found a bag from MacDonald's. The bag was lying on its side and there was a wet spot on the floor around it. Apparently Ed and Linda had stopped at MacDonald's when they went to pick up their antique desk. I wished that they hadn't left the bag in the van. When it tipped over the melting ice in their drink cups spilled out and soaked through the bag. I just hoped it didn't leave a stain on the carpet.

When I picked the bag up the wet paper split open and two drink cups, two Big Mac wrappers, one super sized French fry container with a few fries left in it, two used napkins, four empty ketchup containers and a tissue spilled out onto the floor of the van. I was cursing Ed as I used one of the cups to gather up the trash that had fallen out of the bag. I had everything in the cup except the tissue, which I really didn't want to handle because I figured one of them had blown their nose in it. I carefully picked the tissue up by the corner and I got a real shock when a used condom fell out of the tissue. Luckily, the condom had been tied to keep its contents from leaking out but that didn't make finding it any less disturbing.

I was a little pissed at Ed and Linda. I didn't really care that they had a quickie with their lunch in the back of the van but they should have had the decency to get rid of the evidence. Stacy was almost obsessive when it came to keeping her van clean and I was sure she would have a fit if she knew what Ed and Linda had done in it. I decided to keep the condom and give it back to Ed that night as both a joke and a subtle hint that they should have cleaned up after themselves.

I used the tissue to carefully picked the condom up and drop it into the empty drink cup and put it under the driver's seat and then I got rid of the rest of the trash. After that I finished cleaning the inside of the truck and then washed it. Later, when I got home I didn't mention my discovery to Stacy. No reason she would ever have to know about it.

At six o'clock that evening I went up to my room to pack for my trip. Once I had my bag packed I wrapped Stacy's gift and I was getting ready to sign the card I bought when I heard her coming upstairs. I quickly hid the gift and the card in my bag just before Stacy came into the room.

She had a strange expression on her face when she came into the room but she didn't say anything. She just stood there looking at me as if she expected me to say something.

"What?"

"You better get changed. Ed and Linda will be here in about a half hour," she said and then left the room.

I was sure that something was bothering Stacy but I had no idea what it might be. I quickly washed up and changed. I went back downstairs and found Stacy fixing some snacks. When I entered the kitchen she looked up at me as though she was again waiting for me to say something.

"Is something bothering you?" I asked.

"No. Should there be?"

"I don't think so but you keep looking at me as if I smelled like dog shit." I said.

Stacy laughed.

"No, you don't smell like dog poop. I was just wondering if you were going to make love to me tonight. Just in case we didn't make a baby last night."

"It would be my great pleasure to make love to you tonight," I said.

Stacy seemed to have returned to normal. She was smiling and relaxed as she continued to fix the snacks.

Ed and Linda arrived a few minutes later and we all went out onto the deck where I had an ice chest full of beer and we sat around and relaxed. There seemed to be two different conversations going on all the time. I would be talking to Ed and Stacy to Linda and then it was me talking to Linda and Ed to Stacy and only occasionally were all four of us talking about the same thing.

After finishing two beers I went into the house to use the bathroom. As I stood there relieving myself I decided that saving that used condom was a little sick so instead of returning to the group on the deck I slipped out to the garage to get rid of it. I opened the side door and reached under the driver's seat but the cup wasn't there. I put my head on the floor so I could look under the seat but couldn't find it. I thought that it must have slipped out while I was driving so I searched the whole inside of the van but still could not find the cup.

I thought back over my actions and tried to remember for sure what I did with that cup. I was absolutely certain that I had put it under the seat. Then it occurred to me that Stacy must have been in the van looking for something and found the cup. I hoped that she had tossed it in the trash without looking inside. I opened the trashcan in the garage but neither the cup nor the used condom was in there. That's when it hit me that Stacy must have seen the used condom. She knew I took the van to the car wash so there shouldn't have been any trash left in the van. Stacy must have wondered why the cup was hidden under the driver's seat with a used condom in it. Then she probably would have wondered why it took me two hours to get the van washed.

Those odd looks she had been giving me earlier suddenly made sense. Stacy must have wondered if the used condom in the van belonged to me. Could she have been thinking that I had been messing around with someone in the back of the van when I was supposed to be at the car wash?

I should never have brought that used condom home with me. In order to convince her that the condom wasn't mine I would have to tell her it was Ed's and then I would have to explain why I had saved the used condom. What kind of sicko keeps someone else's used condoms?

My one hope was that Stacy didn't look inside the cup but just took it out and threw it in the trashcan outside. I wondered if I should just keep my mouth shut and wait to see if Stacy said anything. I knew that wasn't a good idea. If she didn't say anything I wouldn't know what she was thinking and I didn't want to leave town for three or four days if she was thinking that I might have cheated on her. I was going to have to address it with her as soon as Ed and Linda went home.

When I went back out on the deck Stacy gave me another of those looks.

"Where have you been?" She asked. "We were beginning to think you fell in."

Somehow I sensed that she knew what I had been doing. She knew that I had gone out to check on the prize I had hidden under the seat. I decided then to hint at what Ed and Linda had done in the van and hope that Stacy would catch on.

I started by asking Ed about their trip to Concord.

"How was the trip up to Concord yesterday?" I asked.

"It was fine," Ed said.

"Did you have any fun on the trip?" I asked.

"Fun? What kind of fun can you have on a trip to Concord?" Ed responded.

It seemed to me that Ed was determined not to admit to anything and when I looked at Linda I saw no sign of embarrassment on her part. If I didn't know better I might have thought that they didn't leave that condom in the van.

It's funny how we move through our lives. We make decisions about where we want to be years from now and then make plans on how we are going to get there. Everything moves slowly and you always think there is plenty of time but them something happens that changes everything in the blink of an eye. That's what happened when I asked my next question.

"Did you have any trouble getting the desk into the van?"

"Oh, we didn't use the van. I wasn't sure if the desk would fit in your van so I had my father-in-law drive me up to concord in his pick up truck."

I felt like I had been punched in the stomach. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed that Stacy was looking at me. When I looked up she turned away but before she did I saw that she had the same expression on her face as she did when she came into the bedroom as I was hiding her gift.

I felt sick for rest of the evening. I just wanted Ed and Linda to leave so I could talk to Stacy about what I found in the van.
(TO BE CONTINUED)

Ramesh_Rocky · 19-04-2019, 10:20 PM

ZERO TOLERANCE

PART11

Ed and Linda finally left around 10:15 PM. Stacy started cleaning up the kitchen while I got rid of the empty bottles and took some papers down to the trash can. I looked around quickly to see if Stacy could see me and when I was comfortable that she couldn't I made a quick search of the trashcan. There wasn't much in it, just a few food wrappers and a Macdonald's cup. After another look to make sure Stacy wasn't looking I reached in the can and pulled out the cup. The condom was not inside. I looked around inside the trashcan but there was no sign of that condom. I wondered what Stacy had done with it.

I went back into the house full of trepidation. As hard as I tried I could come up with no reasonable explanation for finding that condom in Stacy's van.

When I walked into the kitchen Stacy gave me that look again. Was it guilt? Was she waiting for me to ask her about the condom so she could start confessing her sins? I knew that I was going to have to pick the time for this conversation. I had to make sure that I was calm enough to handle the answers to my questions. I was still holding out hope that there was an explanation that would not destroy our marriage.

I decide that I would wait until we got upstairs and then say something like, "Did you throw away the cup I had under the seat in the truck? I found it while I was cleaning out the van. Do you know how it got there?" The question wouldn't be in the form of an accusation. It would give her a chance to answer me calmly. Then it would be up to me to decide if she was telling me the truth or not.

While Stacy was filling the dishwasher I headed upstairs to the bedroom. I was getting nervous when it seemed to be taking Stacy longer than it should to finish loading the dishwasher. I listened at the top of the stirs for a few minutes. I could not hear anything for a while and then I heard the squeak of one of our kitchen chairs as Stacy got up. I guess she had been sitting there trying to decide how to handle things.

Finally I heard Stacy approaching the stairs so I ducked back into the bedroom and pretended to be finishing my packing when she came into the room. Stacy stood at the door looking at me with that strange expression on her face again and then without saying a word she came over and kissed me.

It was a deep tongue kiss that started the blood flowing into my soon to be erect cock. For the next couple of minutes I kept waiting for Stacy to pull away from me and to either confess or wait for me to ask her about the condom.

After the kiss Stacy didn't say anything so I knew it was up to me.

"Stacy, did you throw away the MacDonald's cup that was under the seat in the van?" I asked.

I felt Stacy's body stiffen and she hesitated a minute before she said, "Yes. I was looking for my sunglasses and saw the cup under the seat."

"Did you happen to see what was inside the cup?" I asked.

"Yes. I have been wondering how that got there." She answered quickly.

"I found it yesterday when I was cleaning the interior of the van. It was in a MacDonald's bag along with food wrappers and drink cups. The bag was wet from the melted ice in the cups and when I tried to pick the bag up it broke open. The condom had been wrapped in a tissue. I thought at the time that Ed and Linda must have had a little party on the way to Concord but they didn't use the van yesterday."

"Why didn't you throw it away?"

"I don't know," I said. "I was a little pissed when I found it. I was going to say something to Ed about it tonight but decided to just forget about it instead."

"Good thing you didn't confront him with it. That would have been embarrassing."

Stacy seemed to be relaxed as she started getting undressed. I wondered, if she was innocent, why wasn't she questioning me about the source of that used condom?

"So Stacy, where do you think that condom came from?"
(TO BE CONTINUED)

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