Adultery UNFAITHFUL MOTHERS AND HOUSEWIFES by stranger_women

[Ramesh_Rocky]

FOR THE BETTERMENT OF MY WIFE

LAST PART

Manju turned the door handle with unsteady hands and went out into the hall. She crept down the lobby to the guest room door, not looking at me knocked gently on the door. It was open a jar. She let herself in and I heard the surprise in my friend’s voice. But Manju did not leave the room. I crept over to lobby and then to guest room’s closed cracky window and knelt down to listen. They were just beyond it! I heard the two of them whispering back and forth for few minutes. Then…….. Suddenly all silence.

All that was audible was the rustling of bodies and sound of deep breathing. I could only imagine that they were hugging each other impatiently standing beside the bed and kissing. Perhaps slowly and gradually her pink saree was peeled off. A certain “UMMMM” sound from Manju followed by her deep breath made me understood that her blouse was taken off by my friend, and she reveled her womanly secrets to him. After a moment of silence again a faint sharp pained moan came from her…………" seeee....eee." One thing would be certain, Manju would be getting her nipples pinched by him. Her big black nipples, by which she used to feed our children ware surely hard and increased in size. Soon enough, the bed squeaked in jumble as they stepped in it. Manju let out a deep sigh and before long I was listening to her moans every few minutes. I knew she was being eaten between her thighs. For the first time in my life I felt the electric mix of shock, jealousy and humiliation but internally I was happy as I heard my wife's erotic faint cries. Yes…. this time I was successful. She was responding to the excitements of life again. I slowed the pace of my fingers over my glistening erection and waited. After about five minutes they moved around some more and in no time I heard my friend let out an "ahhhhh." Manju must have just enveloped his manhood with her fingers, perhaps taken his penis into her mouth. I had idea of friend's massive bulge, I pictured by the bulge that he had a large mushroom head. Then I felt a shiver as I remembered something he told me that once erect he constantly leaked fluid from his slit. I was wondering if Manju was soon going to be hit with his cream or she would relish its shape as it penetrated her. It was so erotic, I felt almost coming.

His moans began in earnest and I could only imagine my wife's breasts and hair flipping back and forth as she sucked him. Finally he let a sharp cry and presumably was busy ejaculating. She would never take it in mouth but was probably going to catch some in the face. I was ready to spill my seed but I knew I had to hold out. I waited for nearly twenty minutes before the second helping began. A warm humiliation came over me as I heard the first of the squeaking of the bed springs. I began to fondle myself and turn the humiliation of my wife's so called unfaithfulness for another man into arousal, even though I had allowed her. I could hear from the rhythmic creaking of the bed frame that she was being penetrated. From this point on he would know her intimate folds. Soon they came to ecstasy of wet friction and to climax with her muscles contracting around him. I wonder how I would have felt if I could have seen exactly what was happening.

"Oh YESSS!! Ahhh! AHHH!! " cried Manju as the bed began hitting the wall. Beds leg joints began squeaking furiously as she received his thrusts. Then they slowed and I heard vague whispers. I was constantly on the verge of shooting. There was some moving about again and slowly the beds squeaking started up their noisy refrain. But this time Manju’s vocalizations were much clearer. I tried to calm my heartbeat so I could hear with the utmost clarity. Then it occurred to me. She had gotten on all fours and was receiving him from behind with her face near the window! So, few moments before they were whispering just to discuss the styles of fucking that the will try next. What a sweetheart! Doggy style!..... My god…… we never tried this. How could she is so comfortable in that position?
"Oooohhh! slow ….sl..o w.....please! Mmmm. Ahhhhh. nehi!! " At her urging the fucking began to take slow pace. Then it increased again when she whispered something to him. The bed began hitting the wall hard and the leg joints sounded as if they were going to break. Manju was grunting in short bursts. I imagined that her breasts must be slapping back and forth as my friend pushed himself from back in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out. Then he began "Ohh. Ohh!" Manju responded " "mum…mum…mum…mmun….yeeee mum …! OH please!! n..na..oooo!! OH no!!!" She then let out a tremendous noise as she climaxed on his glistening, thrusting pole. Then my friend signaled his pleasure "Mmmmmmm. Yeahhhh! Mmmmmm! Oh, Mmmmmm!" as he was no doubt squirting a good quantity of semen into my wife. Manju let out a long sigh as her orgasm subsided, I too let out my pole, hardest in life, but it was only a few drops that hit the floor. I listened as the two of them silent.

In about ten minutes I heard some murmur and the guest room door opened. Manju crept down the hall, just few yards from me but not seeing me, I was electrified by the anticipation of what was to greet me. The knob turned and in she came, in crumpled half open pink sarees. Her upper body area was half naked, sweaty and glowing. Her hair was plastered to her face and there were a few mottled red patches around her neck, throat and breasts. Her chest was heaving with her heart beat. She was shaking slightly. I took her in my arms and inhaled the aroma of fresh fucked female. Our lips met and I could taste his cock. I put my hand to her groin where my fingers met with a shocking and humiliating slackness. Her thighs had a fresh glistening sticky leaking. I lay her on the bed holding her in my chest tightly. We slept together hugging each other tightly.
I slept for long and forgot the request of my friend to wake him early. When I was awake, I hard Manju’s voice from the dinning room. I went there. She was looking fresh and already serving breakfast to our guest. She must have showered in the morning and she hasn’t forgot to wake my friend early. They were laughing about something. I did not disturb them. My friend found one rented apartment near our house and in the next week he moved to that apartment.

After that incident she slowly started becoming normal. Her frustration was decreasing day by day and she was showing interest in different aspects of life again. Her weight loss stopped dramatically and she started purchasing cosmetics, jewelry and sarees like old days. But I was not ready to send my wife again to him in any way because my mission was fulfilled and she was responding properly like old days. We desperately needed a break and we got it. My friend used to come to our house in week days and some times we all used to go to watch movies and have dinner in restaurants afterwards.

Two months after that incident one day I was trying to find her ringing cell phone from her hand bag while she was in the bathroom. While searching her hand bag I found a small packet of half used birth control pills. I was surprised at first because after the birth of our second child I had already done vasectomy. I did not told her anything about my discovery because firstly I knew very well that she still loves me very much. And secondarily I do not have any problem if my friend fucks her in my absence and this raw sex between them helps my wife to stay happy, contained and satisfied.
(FINISH)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

THE bang OF MY WIFE


PART1
I am a successful businessman from Guna. I am married to Sunita, a beautiful girl from Lucknow, for last 8 years. We have a good family life and a daughter who is 5 years old. Sunita was virgin at time of our marriage but coming from educated background worldly wise and ready to learn and enjoy sex. Over the years she had started to take initiative in bed and gave me no reason to have a boring marital life. She is maintaining her figure very well and with a height of 5-6 she can carry any dress on her choice. She usually keeps her hair open and they are usually trimmed below her lower back. Her thick mane at times covers her boobs when she brings them in front.

Since Guna is a small town, Sunita and I used to drive down to Gwalior for our entertainment. Sunita is found of driving and once we leave Guna I always allowed her to drive my car. One morning Sunita was wearing a short kurta and pajamas below it, giving both western feels and Indian looks. My daughter is a heavy sleeper and usually does not wake up for six hours once she fells asleep. That Friday morning I had some business at Gwalior and I had decided to take Sunita along to spend a weekend at Gwalior. We started at 9.00 AM and were cruising along enjoying the view and journey. Sunita wanted to drive, I was in no hurry and changed the side. We must have traveled for 50 KM, when suddenly we were overtaken by a fast driven open jeep. Sunita was slightly shaken and shouted out Idiot.

The Jeep driver must have heard her because he started to slow down. The road was narrow and Sunita had no option but to slow down near the jeep. We saw the jeep was carrying 7 young boys between 19 and 25 years of age and all wearing pathani. Boys were well built and rowdy looking. All boys looked from a certain community.

Three boys got off the jeep and were standing by side of our car in a moment. Before I could understand two boys who were on either side of our car had pulled out revolvers and asked Sunita what were you saying madam. Sunita and I were scared and begged pardon.

Meanwhile one of the boys from Jeep shouted Let us take them to Chachu's farm house and then let them say sorry. All three boys got in our car back seats and one of them pointed gun on my head and asked Sunita to drive on. We were following the Jeep and after 10 min the jeep turned left on an unpaved but regular road.

By now I knew we were in hands of local Goondas. I was sure that they would take all our money and let us go. I was carrying Rs.50,000.00 for my business and tried to offer some to boys. The boys laughed and then threatened me to shut up or else they would shoot my daughter who was fast asleep on back seat. By now Sunita and I were scared out of our wits. We drove for next 10 min in silence and I noticed that we had left behind any sign of habitation. We came across a make shift gate and some kind of fence running along for a long distance. The gate was already opened by boys in Jeep and we were forced to drive in the compound.

There was a main building with tube well on side and next to tube well was a place for standing and having bath. There was a huge darkish man sitting in covered verandah on a big takhat and sipping hookah. He had a cruel look on his face and he asked the boys about us. One of the boys said “Uncle this bitch had called us Idiot on the road and we thought you would like to teach her a lesson in manners.” All the boys burst out laughing. Uncle got up from his seat and smiled.

It was then I realized that he was about 6-2 inch and massive in his built. I started to walk towards him and pleaded that there was a mistake on our part and that we were ready to apologize for our mistake. That you will, that you will was all that he said. All this while he was appraising Sunita and disrobing her with his eyes. He then turned towards me and said I will accept your apologies and let you go only on one condition; your wife will satisfy our every need. I was boiling at his statement and started to rush towards him to beat the shit out of him.

One of his nephew blocked my way and said “Not so fast, turn around and see.” I turned around to see that a boy was pointing revolver at my daughters head. I stopped cold with fear. Now I knew the meaning of impotent anger. I knew I could not take any action and at the same time it meant that my wife who was virgin till our marriage would be plaything for 8 men.

I started to beg him again saying how sorry I was. Sunita was also crying and begging forgiveness. Boys all around were laughing. Uncle called out Rashid have you forgotten your manners. Please tie this man on a comfortable chair. They pushed me inside verandah. There was a chair meter away from takhat. My hands were tied to the arm rest. The boys now turned towards Sunita. Seeing me tied and a revolver next to our child's head finished all fight in Sunita. Uncle, who was in Verandah called Sunita towards him. He said I will only explain once, if you take care of me and boys then we will let you go. Faster you do it, quicker you can go. Also, if at any point we feel that you are not enjoying then we start again. I am Dawood; boys are Haroon, Rashid, Aslam, Hamid, Karim, Ismil, and Latif. You will enjoy every thing that we do or ask you to do. If I feel any resistance or if you say no to any demand we will shoot all of you..

Sunita started to turn and go towards the room. Dawood laughed and called “Is there any one here who has not seen all your charms in their naked glory or will not see it in next few hours?” SUNITA did not know what to say. She just stood there. Dawood said “I do not bother to go in, my nephews and I enjoy our meals and all activities here in open and as far as your husband is concerned he should also get to watch, after all he is also a male and would enjoy the site of us giving you pleasure” Sunita started to cry again “Please do not add to my humiliation. I will do what ever you say but please take me in the room”. Rashid laughed and said “Chachu she is begging to be taken. Shall I start removing her clothes forcibly and take her here.” “No my dear, she will come to senses. The best way to enjoy a woman is when she does everything on her own. She will love each one of you by the time she is on her way home. And if she does not start in next five minutes shoot her daughter and her husband and then we will fuck her.” Sunita cried out “No don’t do this I will do what you want and way you want it”.

Dawood extended his hand and lifted her in Verandah. Seeing them side by side was a study in contrast. Tall darkish man and my very fair and lovely wife. Dawood held her closely and admired her. He kissed her cheeks and inhaled her fragrance as a lover would. I could see Sunita tense in his arms. She had not stooped sobbing. Dawood said some thing in her ears, she shook her head as if to say no but he repeated his command and this time his threat could be heard; he was asking her to disrobe and to keep all her clothes on me. This was for me to bear the shame of seeing her naked. He continued to hold her; and was slowly rubbing her back and bums. He was slowly kissing her cheeks but not her lips. I could see his one hand gone inside her Kurta. No imagination was needed to realize that he was massaging her boobs. He let go of her and Sunita turned around and came near me. She was red with blushing because of the attention that she had received.

When she was about a foot away she said “I Love you and nothing is going to change that” I saw a steely resolve come in her eyes. She opened the buttons of her kurta and lifted it over her head. She placed folded kurta on my shoulder. Boys were hooting lustily and watcher her with great interest. Dawood on the other hand was enjoying the hooting of boys and smiling at my discomfort. She then removed her pajamas and now she was standing in her bra and panty and her heels. Sunita is fond of good undergarments; naturally this pair was no exception. Her figure of 37” 22” 36” was displayed at its full glory. She had very flat stomach and big boobs planted on top. As I had said earlier she is very careful about her figure. The child birth marks had vanished and her slim form could give competition to any model. Her black panty of silky material and black matching bra were possibly worn as preparation for the night. Boys did not miss that. There was a complete silence as if the lust had been upgraded with desire.

Even in my condition I was starting to get a hard on. All boys except one who was sitting with revolver at my daughters head came near verandah to admire her charms. She next removed her sandals. She moved her hands back to unhook the bra. I saw a drop of tear come to her eyes. She took off the bra and placed it on my shoulders with other clothes as if I was a cloth hook. Next came her panty which was also placed next to all her clothes. She was now standing in all her naked glory.

Red faced with shame, her very trimmed pubs, waxed arms and legs, waxed underarms. I started to cry knowing that this body which only I had enjoyed till date was on display to eight pairs of hungry eyes. She stepped forward and hugged me saying that we had to live for our daughter and that all this would soon be over. She turned and walked back to Dawood.

Dawood was sitting on the takhat and waiting for her to come over. This time he did not get up. He beckoned her on his lap. She sat down with her head down. As he did earlier he slowly started to rub her back. With one hand he lifted her face towards him and kissed her lips softly. He then dropped his hand from her face to her boobs. He said some thing in her ears. She moved her arms around his neck like a lover. His hands were roaming over her body slowly but with all surety of an experienced lover. One hand was on her bums and other hand was massaging her boobs very lightly.

He gave some instructions. She moved her hand from his neck to lift his kurta. Now the man could be 45 but he had a body of 25 years old; all muscles and no fat. She had to get up to take out kurta completely. Her navel was now very close to his face. He kissed her navel, then her mount of Venus and then her trimmed pubs. All this while his hands were holding her bums. He brought his hand forward and licked her outer lips. Even from where I was tied I could see her shaking. Her mind was saying no to the whole thing but her body had started to accept it. He slowly blew on the clitoris and it jumped at the attention.

SUNITA could feel the betrayal of her body and did not want me to see that. She bent down and whispered to Dawood “Let us go in the room, there I will be able to enjoy and give you pleasure better.”
(TO BE CONTINUED)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

THE bang OF MY WIFE

LAST PART

Dawood said loudly “No my dear I need to teach these boys the joy of giving multiple orgasms to a woman; and besides you have to think of your daughter and your husband.” The underlying threat was very clear. Dawood was enjoying his woman slowly only because he wanted to do so. The cruelty of his nature was very evident and could not be taken lightly. Sunita was standing holding shoulders of Dawood, her legs were spread apart by push of his hand and her lower body was drawn towards his mouth. Since he had positioned himself and Sunita so, I could see their side profiles and every action of his hand, mouth, tongue were clear to me.

His hands were very gently caressing her bums and his tongue was playing with her labia and clitoris. Boys were now standing below the verandah and watching with fascination. I could sense the change in Sunitas’s
body. Slowly but steadily she was getting close to her orgasm. Her nipples were hard and pointing. Her eyes were closed and lips quivering and her breadth shallow. She suddenly opened her eyes as if to stop her body from losing control. She tried to move away from Dawood’s mouth and tongue. He held her firmly by her bums. One hand came forward and started to stroke the inner thighs slowly he pushed his finger inside her moist passage of cunt and started to move it. Dawood must have given his attention for 10 minutes and I could feel that she is very close to her orgasm. Her hands were no longer seeking his shoulders for support but running through his hairs as if to bring his mouth closer. Her pelvic were rocking on his tongue and she was almost fucking his mouth. Sunita
let out a cry and started to have orgasm. Dawood continued his ministrations till she could take it no more.

Boys were shouting vulgar comments now and Dawood was smiling as if he had won a major victory. One of them called out to me “Have you seen your wife enjoy so much?” I could not explain it to him that this was our normal routine and that two three times at night was still normal for us although frequency of these nights had gone down from every day to two three nights a week. Sunita was now again in his lap this time booth her legs were on takhat and her boobs were pressing against his chest and he was stroking her back.

He again whispered something in her ears. Sunita got down on her knees and opened the tahmat he was wearing. Sunita let out a cry. I could not understand for a moment but when Dawood’s penis came in full view I could understand the reason of Sunita’s shock. His prick, not fully hard was a good two inches longer then mine and about an inch more in diameter. Since it was circumcised the purple head of his prick looked very intimidating. He said “Now return the favour.” And smiled at the boys.

It took Sunita a moment to understand what he wanted. She hesitated and looked at me. I could not do anything and was only hoping that the nightmare came to an end. I just closed my eyes to signal her to go ahead. Dawood asked “Boys I hope the guns are still ready” This was signal enough to Sunita. She bent down and started to kiss the head of his prick. As I had mentioned earlier, we were both very open about sex and used to enjoy everything, sometimes blowjob was Sunita’s way to say good morning after a satisfactory love making at night.

I could see Sunita licking the top of Dawood’s prick and then try and fit the head in her mouth. She was not very successful but continued her efforts to get Dawood off. Dawood slowly pushed her head down and at best she could take one or two inches inside. Her saliva and his precum were now flowing down from his prick. Her hairs were covering part of her face but even then her discomfort was very evident.

Dawood realized that this was not enjoyable for her and that she was uncomfortable due to sheer size. He asked her to get up and lie on takhat in such a way that her face was towards me and her body in opposite direction. I could understand that Dawood wanted to show her bliss and orgasms to me. I expected him to immediately climb on top of her and start pumping. But to my dismay he came and lay down next to her and started his slow caress of her boobs and her body. He was also kissing her lips, eyes and face like a long time lover. The act was such that anybody would have thought of him as her lover and not a rapist. Between his kisses and soft caress he moved his head to her boobs and started to lick and suck her boobs. His hand moved between her legs which were open to receive his hand. His finger was busy on her cunt although I could hardly see it.

Sunita loves slow love making and it turns her on very fast. I knew her body very well and could see the small body moments that only I had enjoyed till date. Dawood was bringing out the best in her sexuality and enjoying every moment of it. Sunita’s head was at the edge of the takhat I could see her face flushing with desire. Her body was now dictating over her mind and she no longer cared who was watching. Her hand moved towards the back of Dawood’s head and brought his ears close to her. She whispered some thing in his ears. Dawood kissed her lips and said “I cannot hear you speak loudly”. Sunita shook her head and again said some thing in his ears. This time there was urgency in her whisper. Dawood bent down to suck her boobs and his hand was still in her cunt and moving slowly like a piston. Sunita’s frustration was clear and with her face only a meter away I could read what she was asking for. Dawood lifted his head and without slowing his finger in her cunt again said “Louder.”

Sunita shut her eyes tight and brought her hand in between their bodies and laced it on his prick pulling his prick towards her cunt. Her other hand moved below his body and she tried to pull him in between her legs. Boys now understood that she was very hot and wanted Dawood’s prick in her wanting cunt. They started to shout their comments to Dawood. He just lifted his head and smiled at them. He then turned his face towards me and gave a triumphant smile. He had conquered my woman and she was now begging him to fuck her. He moved in between her legs and said “Tell me what you want.” Sunita opened her eyes, looked at me as if saying that she was sorry and said “Please take me.” Dawood was not done playing with her. He was holding his prick in one hand slowly rubbing outside Sunita’s cunt. From my position I could see that the prick was coated by Sunita’s juices. “Take you where” he said, kissing her boobs and rubbing her cunt with his prick. I could see Sunita move her hips to position her cunt to envelope his prick.

Dawood continued to dodge her cunt and frustrate her and said “You have to ask what you want my dear”. His penis was touching her cunt but only an inch was inside. She moved her heels on his hips and her arms were around his neck. It was clear that she was begging for him to move inside her body; to push his prick in her cunt and make love to her. He was enjoying teasing her. She cried out “Please put your prick in my cunt, make love to me” So that was what teasing was all about. Dawood was banging Sunita’s body, mind and soul. He had taken her desire to a level where it did not matter to her that her daughter and husband were close by. She was a woman and she needed her man. He grinned looking at me and then at the boys. He was telling me that at this moment he possessed my wife. He slowly pushed his prick in her cunt. She was so lubricated that in spite of his size and discomfort she was feeling she was trying to get more of his prick in her cunt. He was not even three inch inside when she let out a cry and started Cuming. It was a sight to see. If my trousers were open I would have masturbated.

He bent his head and started to lick her nipples very slowly. He was pumping her and she was in state of continues orgasms. Her hair were flowing down the takhat; her legs were wrapped around Dawood’s hips and her arms were around his neck, She was meeting his thrust with full vigor and was whispering endearments that normally drive me over the hill. But for the fact that it was my wife who was being bangd and under threat of her daughter and myself being shot I was enjoying the fucking in front of me. Dawood and Sunita were both perfect in body. I also maintain an exercising body but Dawood was better any day. Their coupling was spell binding. It was clear that they were making love to each other, Sunita may have been forced into the situation but right now she was enjoying it to the maximum.

Dawood pulled out of her cunt and with a swift motion turned her. He placed her on all four and was kneeling behind her he pushed his prick inside her again. In this position she was facing me and only a meter away. Her hairs were wet with sweat and her body was also coated with layer of sweat. A lock of her hair was covering her face her breast were dangling and moving with each push. Dawood gave her few minutes of slow strokes in this position. He brought his hands in front and caressed her boobs. She was again climbing the high she was experiencing earlier. With one hand he brought her hair back while continuing to make love to her. Her face was not clear and ecstasy was writ on her face. Dawood signaled one of his nephews to bring something to tie her hair.

I could not understand this part of it, but then I realized he wanted me to see her face in total lust. It was not enough for him to have forced her to have sex with him, her submission and desire were also not enough he wanted me to witness her want and desire.

His nephew brought a rope and gathered all her hair on top and tied them. SUNITA was getting irritated at the interruption. Although to Dawood’s credit he did not stop or pull out. When the person had finished tying the hair, Dawood bent down and with one hand caressing her boobs the other hand paying with her clit. His chest was covering her back and he was kissing her ears, licking them softly. He asked her to turn her face towards him. Moment later they were kissing again as if their life depended on it. His tongue was in and out of her mouth. The kissing and caressing continued for few minutes, I could see from the profile she was in seventh heaven again; very close to her orgasm. He asked her to look at me with her eyes open.

She refused; he stopped all activities except light kisses and again asked her to look in my eyes. She knew that he would not let her have that orgasm that her body was craving for. Dawood was cruel. He could twist the soul. He first made her say that she wanted him to fuck her and now he wanted that look on her face and eyes. Last time at least she had her face looking the other way and was in her own world. Tears started rolling down her face, her body was demanding release and yet it was from another man the worst part was her husband, I was watching at a meter away.

It was erotic and it was painful. I could understand her turmoil. She wanted release. She could not look in my eyes as her pleasure was sinful; but then what pleasure is not sinful. Dawood was continually massaging her clit. I crooked “Sunita, do what ever he says.” She turned her head and looked in my eyes, still guilty of her pleasure yet librated in a way. She started to hump back at Dawood.

Dawood also was nearing his orgasm as he had bangd me and my wife. He started moving faster his hand were unrelenting in their message then he shouted “Open him”. Boys came on my side and fumbled with my knots as they were only interested in sight in front of them.

Dawood’s face was no longer relaxed; I could see that he was nearing his orgasm. Sunitas’s face and body was shining with perspiration. She was meeting Dawood’s thrusts with full force and rivers of sweat were flowing down their faces and body. Sunita started to peak into orgasm again. This time possibly her cunt contractions pushed Dawood to his edge. He held both her boobs and kept on pumping his seeds in her. Their combined orgasm lasted for two minutes. Dawood pulled out his prick and turned her around. Still on her knees, he held her close to his chest like lovers. He winked his eyes to his nephews and smiled at my discomfort. He picked up a soft towel and cleaned his prick then he cleaned the inside of Sunita’s leg.

Dawood slowly lay Sunita down and called his nephew. Sunita who was now breathing normally, said, ”We have enjoyed our lovemaking, please do not pass me like a whore to all of them”. Dawood said “We enjoy all women together at best I will ask them to treat you softly”. His Nephew quickly disrobed and got in between Sunita’s legs. He was possibly the youngest of the lot. He was so excited by the prospect that he immediately pushed his prick in her cunt. He would have barely reached the bottom and he came.

He started to cry due to feeling humiliated. Dawood smiled at him and said “Latif this happens to everybody at first time”. Other boys followed fortunately Sunita was well lubricated for sperm overflowing from her cunt.. Two of them wanted to cum in her mouth. After an hour of pounding all boys including one who was in our car watching our daughter had cum. Sunita lay exhausted. I looked at my watch for the first time since the start of the ordeal. It was almost 1.30 PM. Dawood had, in the meantime, sent two boys to get food.

I got up and wanted to give Sunita hand to get up. Dawood said “Take her to that tube well and let her have her bath. As I had mentioned earlier, the tube well cum pump was near verandah. One of the boys started the motor. There was a crude filter at the top. It was like shower at full speed. Sunita just stood there trying to wash away cum and sweat of the afternoon. She just stood there for a good part of 15 min. I went to our car to check on our daughter and get fresh cloths for Sunita. As she put on her dress boys came with food and Dawood asked them to serve our plates first.

After having the food, Dawood asked me where we stay and who else are there in our home. I told him that we are from Guna and we stay alone in our house. Then he warned us that we should not try to lodge complain to the security officer because he works for some potential politicians in our area and all the senior security officer officers knows him very well. Then he dropped the ultimate bomb saying one of his nephews recorded all the actions between he and my wife and it’s not looks like a bang. Then he added “I often come to Guna for my business and I would like to spend night with your wife. If you don’t agree then I may distribute the video recordings that my nephew captured in his mobile phone. Then he asked me to write down our residential address and contact no’s. I wrote down my home address and telephone number. Then he allowed us to leave.

He became a regular visitor to our house in every 3- 4 months gap. Sunita always acts like that she hates it but I know internally she waits for those nights very eagerly. I spent those nights in a small store room just out side of our house. Every time when Dawood comes to our house she cooks some special dishes for Dawood and his 2 body guards, she sends our daughter to one of our relatives house in the evening, and she enjoys her night with Dawood in our martial bed. When I enter in my house in the morning, I always found her in the bathroom taking bath or washing herself. When she comes out from the bathroom she always hugs me saying thanks god that bustard is gone. Every time she acts like that the night she spends with him is like a nightmare to her but I know that’s not true. But I must admit that she still loves me like before and after Dawood started coming over to our place to sleep with her, the quality of our sex life also increased dramatically. (THE END)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

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[Ramesh_Rocky]

MY WIFE AND MY OLD FRIEND


PART1

"It's for you." Said my wife Deepti as she handed me the phone. She had a look of disgust on her face so I had a good idea who it was. There is only one guy I know who could get under a women's skin like that.

"Hey “dost” what's up." I said.

Rajesh Mittal was my roommate in college when I was doing my B.E. He was the crazy college party guy we all know. However, unlike the rest of us he has never grown out of that personality. To this day he is still that wild and care free guy. Rajesh says the first thing on his mind, which is usually politically incorrect. Since I have known him he has never had a girlfriend for longer than a month. Women seem to hate him, and guys want to party with him. Oddly enough and what has always astounded me is that he sleeps with a lot of women. He seems to have a way of pissing women off but making them curious to know more. His relationships never end well.

One of the best Rajesh stories I can remember occurred one night in the dorms. We ordered a few plates of beriyani and chilly chicken, which is every college student’s favorite dish. Everyone wants in, but no one has money. So this cute girl from mechanical dept. down the college canteen hall asks for a slice. Rajesh says "sure if you'll fuck me." The girl says, okay. She sits down and Rajesh gives her a plate of chilly chicken and beiiyani. We all laughed assuming it was a big joke. After the lunch, Rajesh and the girl went into the back side of the canteen kitchen which was surrounded by big trees and bushes and was very very quite. I am not kidding; 15 minutes later Rajesh walks out and gives me a thumb's up sign. I can remember saying, no way when Rajesh proceeded to hold up his dirty condom.

Rajesh moved out of state after college, so I don't get to see him very much. He called to tell me he was going to be in town in and wanted to know if he could crash at my place. He had somehow arranged two precious tickets of the India Pakistan cricket match on Saturday, which sounded great to me. I agreed forgetting to check with my wife.

Deepti and I have been married for 4 years. She has only met Rajesh twice. Once when we were dating, we got together with a bunch of my college friends. Rajesh kept hitting on Deepti asking her what a hot piece of ass like her was doing with a nerd like me. The next time was at our wedding reception when he told her “Benarasi saree” turn him off and proceeded to hit on her 22-year-old cousin. So you can imagine he was not her favorite guy. She did not have a problem with me going to the game with him but was not thrilled with him sleeping over.

The weekend came. Rajesh arrived and was his usual self. He gave me a big hug and then her too. She was surprised, as he squeezed her closer then socially acceptable and held on longer than normal. I watched as his arms engulfed her slender frame. As he was hugging her he said, "Hey Sunil I forgot how hot your wife is. She feels good too." I could see Deepti trying to be polite but pushing herself away from his grasp. Rajesh and I both watched as Deepti walked away. She has a nice round ass that has some bounce when she walks. I have to admit Deepti still looks good. I am still very attracted to my wife. All she has to do is look at me with those hazel eyes, and I spring to attention.

The night continued with Rajesh and I catching up. He made flirtatious comments towards Deepti. He would reach out and massage her shoulders. During dinner he started rubbing her knee. Most of this happened right in front of me. For some reason I didn't seem to mind. I actually thought it was kind of funny. At one point he grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward him.

"Sit on my lap sona." Said Rajesh.

"Are you going to do anything?" She said, looking at me.

"Oh he is just goofing around." I said. "Don't take him so seriously.

After dinner Deepti and I shared a bottle of wine and Rajesh had a few beers while we watched a Salman Khan movie. I sat on the small couch so I could stretch out as I was feeling the wine. Deepti and Rajesh shared the big couch. Rajesh kept trying to put his arm around her but it was so obvious and goofy I didn't say anything.

When Rajesh got up to go to the bathroom, Deepti leaned over to me and said, "He keeps on touching me and whispering stuff in my ear."

I told her he is just playing, and without thinking I told her to flirt back and that will scare him away. The wine was good, my day had been busy and the next thing I remember is waking up to a dark room. It was 2 am and I was alone. I wandered upstairs. Deepti was in bed. I got ready and crawled in next to her.

"I can't believe you fell asleep," she said.

"You are awake." I said. I reached out to pull her close. As usual she was completely naked.

"No way." She said pushing herself away. "You have no idea what happened, do you?

"No." I said.

Deepti proceeded to tell me how when Rajesh returned she decided to follow my advice and flirt back. From where she was sitting she could not see my eyes and had no idea I was asleep.

"I wouldn't have done it." She said, with a touch of guilt.

Now I was curious, "What happened?" I asked.

Deepti told me Rajesh put his arm around her so she moved into him. He stroked her shoulder and hair.

"The next thing I new we were making out. I expected you to jump up and stop the whole thing, but you never did. I didn't know what to do, we just kept kissing and.... and, his hands, his hands were all over me."

"Holy shit." I said.

"Are you mad." She asked.

I searched my feelings. I didn't feel mad. Why not? I thought to myself. I thought of Rajesh and her kissing right in front of me. I realized I wasn't mad I was turned on.

"No" I said. "How long did this go on?" I asked, hoping to get more details.

"I don't know a few minutes. Maybe ten minutes." Said Deepti.

"A few, maybe ten. That's a big difference. How did it end?" I asked.

"Well when he started to take my nighti’s off a sense of reality hit me and I stopped him. I quickly buttoned up my nighti and ran upstairs."

"Your nighti was off? " I said with a lump in my throat.

Deepti told me it all seems like a big blur. The kissing, then his hands, the upper buttons of her nighti being pulled off, more hands exploring her. She did not have to explain much. Although a seemingly quiet and reserved woman, when she gets in the mood, especially with a few glasses of wine she gets really horny. Many nights we end up doing it right they're on the couch. I was surprised she was able to stop herself.

I did not know what to say next. I reached over to her. She moved closer to me. We started kissing, hard. I fondled her breasts, which were hard as a rock, her nipples erect with excitement. I love her breasts. I know most guys like girls with big tits. But I find women with smaller B cup sized breasts are much more sensitive to being touched then women with bigger breasts. Deepti's breasts sit nicely on her chest. She is therefore, able to wear revealing tops, and sometimes goes without a bra. I got on top of her and quickly entered her wet pussy.

"Your so hot." I said into her ear.

"Fuck me hard sona……please" she said.

I thrust myself deep inside of her, while imagining Rajesh kissing her and taking her nighti off. I could not believe he did that. I could not believe how turned on I was. Deepti was bucking, arching her back as if she could not get enough. I wondered if she too was thinking about Rajesh. She pressed her hands in the arch of my back pulling me into her. This was the sign that she was ready to explode, and explode she did. It didn't take me long to release my load. We fell asleep in each other's arms.

We awoke to the neighbor's dog barking. I looked over at the clock 7 am. Our dog Chiku was at the bedroom door whining. She needed to go out. I was ready to get up when Deepti got out of bed. I peeked at her naked body. After 4 years I still like looking at her. She put her pink cotton nighti on and went downstairs to let Chiku out. I lay in bed thinking about last night. I could not believe my wife made out with my college roommate. As I was lying there thinking about the whole situation I became aware of conversation from down stairs. Rajesh must have heard the dog as well and went downstairs.

Thoughts of them together raced through my head. I got out of bed and tip toed over to the stairs. They could not see me and I could not see them, I could just barely make out what they were saying. They were talking about last night. True to form he was trying to convince her how much she liked it. She was doing a bad job denying it. You would expect if she were truly regretful she would tell him off, turn around and come back up. I heard Chiku scratching at the back door. I heard the door slide open and I expected Deepti to head upstairs. Instead she talked with Rajesh again. I had a hard time hearing what they were saying. Soon I heard her say I have to go up stairs. I ran into bed and waited for her to come in. I noticed few upper buttons of her nighti was opened slightly in the front revealing a good view of her cleavage. I asked her what happened.

"Oh." She said, looking somewhat guilty "I ran into Rajesh. He is still a jerk. He asked if I was going to tell you. I told him I already did. Then he asked me if I enjoyed it. Can you believe the nerve? He doesn't even care if you're mad or not."

I realized that I would be facing him soon. I should be punching him out. What would I say? All I knew was I had a raging hard on. Deepti got back in bed. She had her back to me. I started rubbing her shoulders, her back, and her buttocks. She spread her legs slightly. I reached between and felt her wetness. I pulled her close to me and entered her from behind. I realized she was wet from Rajesh, which made me quickly explode deep inside her.

"What are we going to do?" Asked Deepti.

"I don't know. I guess I will talk with him about it. Do you want me to end our friendship?

"No." she said. "Just make sure he knows that it was a one-time thing and won't ever happen again."

Breakfast was uneventful; in fact, everyone seemed to be on his or her best behavior. I planned on talking with Rajesh on our ride to the cricket match but just couldn't bring it up. On our way home after having a couple beers in me I felt a little more at ease.

"So I think we need to talk about last night." I said.

"Yea that was wild, you sure got a hot little lady." Rajesh said, without a touch of guilt.

I heard myself get defensive. "Hey this was not her fault." I said.

"Array Dost… she's the married one. Hell I thought you were awake. I thought you guys were playing a game. Some married couples get into that you know."

I couldn't believe this guy. Then he went further.

"You know you should really take care of her needs more. She was really on fire."

I felt an urgent need to defend myself. I heard myself say, " Our sex life is great. In fact we've done it twice since you've been here." I saw his face change, and realized the mistake I made.

"I think this whole thing really got you guys going. The thought of me and your wife turns you on?" He asked.

I tried to avoid the question. "She told me to tell you what happened last night was a mistake and will never happen again." I said.

He ignored my answer and said " Guess what? She liked it too. I could tell last night, and then this morning sealed the deal."

"Nothing happened this morning." I said, "I heard everything."

"Heard everything?" Asked Rajesh.

"Yes I was listening on the stairs."

"So you couldn't see us? Did you know I was just in my boxers? You should have seen her eyes. They were all over me, almost into me. I nearly had her right there. Said Rajesh.

Her eyes. Crap. I knew he was right but I had to defend her. "Your out of your mind." I said.

He then told me how when she went to let the dog in, he saw her unbuttoning some of her nighti’s upper buttons so it becomes loosened. As she walked back towards him he caught glimpses of her bouncing breasts.

"She started talking to me again. I think she asked me if I enjoyed last night. I really didn't care what she was saying because I was looking down her nighti." She told me she was going back upstairs, but she just stood there. "So I reached into her nighti and pulled her towards me, we kissed again. I fondled her breast and the nighti almost fell off. We both just stopped and then she ran upstairs." Explained Rajesh.

I sat there dumbfounded. She had not told me about this morning. The worst part was I had a raging hard on. I missed the whole thing. When she had said, I am going upstairs, I ran into the bedroom. I could imagine the scene, her and him standing there almost naked. She was giving him signals showing glimpses of her breasts. My god she wants to mate with Rajesh. When they embraced their bodies touched. How hot. Rajesh saw I was in shock and knew he had me.

"I could have her tonight you know. She's probably been thinking about me all day. Get a couple drinks in her and she won't be able to resist. She will then show you what she really wants " He said.

"Not a chance." I said with as much confidence as I could muster. "She told me so. It was a mistake just let it go." I added.

"Well I'll tell you what." Rajesh said with a grin. "Let me come onto her again tonight. You pretend to fall asleep. If you feel she is not into it or if you are not into it, just let me know. I'll stop and it will never happen again."

I know I should have told him to go fuck himself. Instead I heard myself say "ok."

(TO BE CONTINUED)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

MY WIFE AND MY OLD FRIEND


LAST PART

I don't know what I was thinking. I guess I was expecting him to be his usual self and offend her. I was wrong. He did a 180-degree personality change.

We decided to go out for dinner, the three of us, and Rajesh was charming. Deepti just assumed I had set him straight, but he was playing her and she was falling for it. At one point the conversation turned to bad breath. Deepti and I told Rajesh about how we have an agreement not to kiss each other until we have brushed our teeth. Rajesh made a comment about Deepti having good breath. You could feel the tension build. That's it I thought, I got him now. He blew it.

Rajesh then said "Look I need to tell you guys something."

This is it I thought; he is going to put the final nail in the coffin.

"I just want to apologize for last night. I took advantage of two good friends and I shouldn't have. I made a fool of myself, I feel bad, and I'm sorry."

My mouth was literally open. She was not going to fall for that load of crap.... I was wrong.

"Thank you Rajesh. I appreciate that. I hope we can put this behind us." Said Deepti.

When we got home we decided to break out a bottle of wine and a start a mean game of monopoly. Rajesh didn't waste any time. Although less noticeable he continued to flirt and compliment Deepti. He seemed to hang on every word my wife said. She seemed to be enjoying his company. The wine helped. My mind was spinning as I watched Rajesh seduce my wife. I was not playing well and soon lost my money.

I could just stop the whole thing I thought to myself. I looked over at my wife. She had been drinking but she was not drunk. She seemed to be having fun. She was definitely into him. I was curious, and horny. I decided to go through with the plan. I lay down on the big couch so I could watch them finish the game. Within 10 minutes I pretended I was asleep. To my surprise they continued to play the game. It must have been 30 minutes before I heard Rajesh bring up this morning.

"Does your husband know about this morning?" He asked Deepti.

"No. I never told him," she said.

"I have to admit I am having a hard time not thinking about that." Said Rajesh.

My wife didn't answer. Rajesh leaned in and kissed her. She did not kiss back but she did not pull away.

"Rajesh, I can't." she said, looking over in my direction. Rajesh looked over at me.

"If you were my wife I would never fall asleep when you were with another man." Said Rajesh.

That bastard, I thought, he's using me against her.

"I can't believe he is asleep again." I heard her say.

"Come sit with me on the couch." Said Rajesh.

They walked over to the little couch. I had a great view of them. They sat down practically on top of one another. As they watched TV Rajesh caressed her arm. A few minutes went by and he kissed her again. They kissed for about a minute, when she pulled away.

"I love my husband. We should stop it right now." She said.
I figured this was it. This was as far as it would go.
“Come on…….He would not mind if we continue. Don’t you understand…. he was horny when he knew about us that night”. Rajesh said
”No that’s not the case” my wife replied.
"Then why your husband did not punched in my face if he was that angry." asked Rajesh.



I couldn't believe he just ratted me out. I closed my eyes but could feel their stares. It was quiet, so I squinted just a little. They were making out again. It was getting hot and heavy. Rajesh already removed her nighti. She only had her sexy red bra, which she usually wears on special occasions. Was she planning this? They continued to fondle each other and Deepti positioned herself on Rajesh's lap. With her back to me Rajesh reached around and undid her bra. Her beautiful breasts were exposed to him.

I watched as he kissed her neck and then her breasts..

Deepti pulled off Rajesh's shirt and kissed her way down his chest. She slid herself onto the floor between his legs. She undid his pants and pulled his shorts down. His cock sprang to life inches from my wife's face. She grabbed it with her hand and stroked it while kissing the tip. Deepti and I have watched a lot of Internet porn together. It gets us in the mood. It has also taught her how to give a blowjob like a porn star. She took his cock in her mouth and sucked him clean. “Ummmm”…… She made these cute little moans, which let us know how much she enjoyed sucking cock.
He entered in to her with one big thrust. Then he started thrusting her like an animal. After six- seven minutes of marcy less hard fucking he slowed his pace. Suddenly opening her closed eyes Deepti turned her head towards me, and glanced at me. When she saw I was watching them, for a few seconds her face flushed with fear. But she managed quickly and smiled back at me.
“Don’t get angry sona……....please……...come sit here” she murmured showing the small space available in the couch. I followed her instruction quietly and went to the couch. “Please don’t sin create……let me enjoy this fully…….....I will explain everything to you later” She whispered to me.

When Rajesh understood evrything is ok for now, he adjusted Deepti’s position slightly to start his thrusting again and she kept her head on my lap. Rajesh pounded her for another five minutes. As he slowed his pace to manage his breath she grabbed my hands and pushed them into her hard tits. As he went banging her again I started fondling her breasts. She signaled me to hold her tight as Rajesh brought her to orgasm.


Rajesh did not waste any time. He flipped her over and started fucking her doggy style. She looked up at me and spoke like I have never heard. “Oh…..your friend is awesome. If I did not allow him to do it, I would never know what a real man can do to a woman. You are nothing against him”

"You're a little slut." I said.
“Please don’t start right now………....we are just having some pleasure, nothing more than that…….....you will not loose anything because of it, I promise. Now open your pant quickly” she ordered.

I pulled my pants down and she took my cock into her mouth, as she was getting fucked from behind. I could feel his thrusts echoed in her mouth. It didn't take me long and I released my load deep in her throat. She drank every last bit. Rajesh flipped her over and fucked her in missionary style.

"Oh HONEY he is going to make me cum again for the third time, oh fuck yeesss." Said my wife as her body quivered with excitement.

Rajesh pulled out and shot a load over her belly, tits and the bottom of her chin. Then he went towards our bathroom. I sat there looking at my wife's glistening body of sweat and cum. She leaned over and gave me a soft kiss on my lips.

Deepti cleaned herself up and said "Lets go to bed." We went up to our bedroom. In the bed we were silent for half an hour. Then suddenly, to my surprise, she leaned over and started rubbing my cock.
“What are you doing” I asked?
“I know you are heart because of my cheating.”
“Yes……no one wants to hear that he is not a real man but his friend is”
“Well you know…I told you what a real man can do to a woman. But now I am going to show you what a slut wife can do to a man whom she loves more than her life”. Saying this she jumped on me and within minutes we were at it again. Deepti was very vocal which brought Rajesh into our room. He watched us as Deepti fucked me like an wild animal one more time.

Rajesh left the next morning. We have never done anything like that with anyone else, but every once in a while Rajesh stops by for some three-way fun.
(FINISH)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

SIZE DOES MATTER


I am a business manager with a foreign bank in Mumbai, travel half the time, now overseas too. I have two kids, hail from Chennai and married to a south Indian belle born and brought up from Mumbai, smart female, hot figure, perfect pair of tits that fit her 38D, lovely large brown nipples, dark coffee brown cunt lips with that lovely bit of curl now clean shaven and a very conservative girl.

We live in one of the hottest residential areas in bandra, both my children go to college, the benefits of working for a bank, car, driver, house attendant, we have a large sea facing condo in Mumbai.

I was in Delhi and was supposed to go to the US embassy for my visa, they at the last moment told me to apply for the interview from Chennai and I got this call as I landed in Delhi, happily I took the next connecting flight to Mumbai that was left in the next 30 minutes.

My sons had gone on a two day excursion and would be back in town only on Saturday afternoon, I was tempted to call up my wife and tell her the good news I am back, secondly I felt let me surprise her by just landing up at the house.

We have been married for the past 12 years, no great sex life, my wife being very conservative did not like giving blow jobs, or letting me down on her, just functional, but she got the attention wherever she went, this she was very conscious off either in a saree, or in a skirt, or in her shorts or in her jeans, she has the perfect cut and the right bounce, and shocked many when they found out she was married and had two big kids of her own.

My flight landed back in Mumbai by 11-15 am , I tried calling my driver Kishan back on his mobile to pick me up at the airport, later I realized that the surprise would be out as he would immediately tell my wife.

I took a cab and reached home around 12-20 pm, the watch man was quite surprised to see me, he actually had a shock when he saw me, but I guess I went up straight to the lift, having no luggage other than my overnighter, I just breezed in.

I quietly slipped the key to the door, alarmingly the door was open, I pushed it quietly placing my stuff on the floor, my servant was no where to be seen, looking down to put my shoes down I glanced at the shoe rack, my drivers chappals were neatly laid out on the rack.... I was quite amused and the fact that I did not see him down at the gate gave me a weird feeling.

I slowly walked towards the atrium hall, as I approached the hall, I could find to my horror, the ac going on full blast, the curtains all open from all the sides, my drivers clothes neatly folded on to the side table on the hall.

As I queered in I saw my driver sitting on the sofa nude, stroking his huge thick rod, he was grinning at something, as I turned to the direction of his grin I, found my man servant un-dressing before him, I was just shocked were these two guys gay? Where the hell was my wife? Had she gone out? How in the world this is happening in my house in broad daylight?

My house servant was masculine a nepali around 22 years, strong physic, and an equally big cock more pink and longer than that of my drivers, Birju his name was grinned down at my driver and sat next to him on the sofa set and were eagerly looking up......

My wife Radhika was coming down the stairs smiling away at them, she was in her T-shirt and nothing else... as she came down both my driver and landly gave each other a wicked smile and were busy moving the cushions on the sofa.

My wife came up to them and got down on her knees, which each of her hand she started to pull at their huge cocks, both were busy trying to pull her T shirt out, she paused stroking their cocks and in a swift moment removed her T shirt, the one I had so fondly bought for her from Taiwan.

Her tits came out bouncing, erect nipples, firm like lovely un-used tennis balls, my driver and Birju immediacy took each one of her boobs in their hand and began squeezing them as they would to make orange juice, my wife was moaning leaning back in her knee down position to allow them the fullness of her each boob.

Her moans became louder and louder, Kishan stopped at her boob, stood up and directed his cock into her mouth, my wife clearly pulled back his foreskin and liked his pink head and took his cock in slow regular motions, kishan was holding on to her hair like a horse main to ensure she took his fullness inside, my wife not only was sucking him dry but was also teasing his nuts, Birju was watching from the sofa the serious act before him, slowly he also go up shafting his now erect cock and walked towards them, my wife automatically switched turns and her attention to the new cock a giant by any standard , pulled his foreskin and began sucking him like Kishans.

She slowly moved her position to enable the inquisitive Kishan fondling her ass, kishan got the message and applied some spit on to his sucked cock and parted her ass, with one quick motion he pushed his huge rod into her, my wife yelped as he did it, he was slow , had a firm grip on her ass and was thrusting down hard on her.

The sight was like that of a fairy tale, to see my wife in the middle of the hall being fucked by two men, one fucking her from the back , the other having his cock sucked while his hands busy with her lovely hanging boobs.

After a few thrusts, kishan moved out of her ass holding his rod in his hand, his rod was dripping of her cum. My wife quickly lay down on the carpet and motioned to them spreading her wide legs, her clean-shaven cunt was shining with specs of her cunt juices on her pussy lips.

Birju grinned at her positioned her legs straight and entered her, he was thrusting hard like a bore, seeing her boobs sway up and down with each of his thrust and the wild look on my wife's face, with each increasing thrust from him, kishan not wanting to loose the fun turned backwards and positioned his cock on the face of my wife so that she could suck him as Birju took her from the front.

15 minutes this went on and on with Birju yelping loudly as he shot his load into her cunt, it was a huge spray of thick white cum across her belly, with bulbs of her cum mixed in it, Kishan immediacy moved over not minding the mess below, and fucked her with more definite rhythm, in a few minutes he also shot his load on to her, he cunt oozing out of his excess cum and that of Birju, they both lay still exhausted with the kind of fucking.

Three figures on the expensive Kashmir carpet kishan on one side limp, my wife in-between, and Birju on the other side, all this was stopped with the shrill of the telephone ringing, landly got up and gave the handset to my wife, it was my mother from Chennai, she was telling my mother that she was getting the house done up and that she was very tired, planning to take bath shortly ...saying that she hung up.

My wife murmured something to Kishan , who was laughing away, the three of them went up holding each others hands upstairs, into my bedroom, I really did not know what else to do, quietly I slipped out of my house came down to see the even more worried look at the watch man, I smiled at him, walked out called out for an Auto and went to my office.

I guess my wife was really not what she supposed she was, her participation in such intense sex, foreplay, libido was equally more shocking, she never liked to give me a blow job, nor did she like me either licking her cunt either, I finally realized I never paid attention to myself in the mirror and finally my cock was no match to what my driver and Birju had. Mine was hardly 4 inches long when fully erect and going.... I guess everything in life is linked to performance and size does matter.

(THE END)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

My wife's sacrifice


PART1

I was in deep trouble. I had taken huge loans for my sister Sunita from a shrewd money lender in Indore,. She had brain tumor. I have tried all the possible ways to treat her but despite all my effort she died last year. My money lenders name was Seth Ameerchand,. Ameerchand was an old man, but reputed to be extremely crooked and violent. I had not been able to repay him back, despite being warned a lot of times by him. Now he had sent a message that he was coming to meet me in the office that I was working in at Dewas to collect his money. I was panicky! I was frightened that he would shout at me and take me to the security officer and frame me. He was a very influential and politically connected person. I knew that being a government servant, I could not afford to have a criminal offence. I would lose my job and my life would be ruined along with that of my wife and child.

My name is Jeevan Sharma. I am a poor clerk in a small government office at Dewas. I am a 27 year old man, living in a small one bedroom, hall, kitchen house with my 24 year old wife Anupama and our five month old baby. My wife Anupama, is a village girl. She is not very educated. But, is very pretty - to a point, that almost all the men in the street, stare whenever she goes to buy vegetables in the market. That is because; she is exciting to look at. She is short - just around 4' 8" in height. But, she is very fair, has very long, black & thick hair which she plaits. It hangs down almost upto her thighs. She is plump and has a gorgeous figure - 38 - 27 - 39 ! Her breasts are round, firm and shapely. As she had just delivered our baby, her breasts had even grown bigger, as they are full of milk! Her buttocks are big, fleshy, firm and absolutely delightful. They have a natural upward swing when she walks, exciting all the men who stare at them! Anupama has a very beautiful face, lovely big grey eyes and a lovely voice. Her cheeks are plump and her lips are naturally attractive. She always dresses in simple cotton sarees and blouses. Though she would cover her breasts, correctly and tightly with the pallu of her saree, yet, due to their large size and especially as they were full of milk, men could see them protruding and juggling beneath her pallu as she walked. Her breasts drove men crazy ! I was proud of her looks. She was my real wealth ! Now, I was afraid that I would let her down.

After thinking hard, I decided that I would be extremely polite and apologetic to Ameerchand, our money lender, when he visited my office. I thought that the best way to avoid trouble at my office, was to take him home, give him a cup of coffee and request him for some more time, to repay my debts. By that way, I had presumed that even if he started shouting and threatening, no one in my office would know about it. My house would also give me an opportunity to fall at his feet and plead with him to give me more time. Ameerchand came to my office, as per plan and seated himself on the chair, opposite mine.

He said, ' So, Jeevan, I suppose that you have the money ready for me? '

I replied, ' Ameerchandji, Namaste! Since you have come all the way from Indore, why dont we go to my house, have a cup of tea and settle matters there? If you can be kind to give us the pleasure of your company, you can have lunch at our place and even relax for sometime, before you return back in the evening to Indore! '

He agreed. I excused myself at our office for the day, and accompanied Ameerchand in his car to our house. Unfortunately, I had not mentioned about the plan to invite Ameerchand for lunch, to my wife Anupama. I figured that while, I was pleading and begging for time, with Ameerchand, she could use that time to prepare food and serve him. We reached our house in silence and I knocked at our door. My wife, Anupama opened the door. As she was not prepared for any visitors, and had opened the door while she was probably busy washing clothes, her domestic appearance was quite striking. Her hair was slightly disheveled and tied up in a large knot, behind her head. Her face was full of sweat. She had apparently not yet, had her bath and was still wearing the blue saree and white blouse that she had worn the last night. Like most Indian women at work, she had tucked up a small portion of her saree to her petticoat on her left hip. Her fair, smooth and flat tummy was half visible. As her saree was slightly raised due to the tucking of the saree, her smooth and lovely left leg was visible for almost a feet and her white petticoat was also visible from under her saree near her legs. Her pallu, had gone to one side and her lovely large right breast in the white bra, was protruding out under her white blouse! Her mangalsutra was dangling over her blouse. Her arms and tummy too were covered in small beads of sweat.

I introduced my lovely wife to Ameerchand, ' Ameerchandji, this is my wife Anupama. Anu, this is our dear and kind hearted money lender, Ameerchand Sethji! We are going to discuss some business; can you make us a cup of tea? And later, maybe if Ameerchandji is kind enough, he may even stay for lunch! '

My wife said in her lovely voice, ' Ameerchandji, Namaste! You are most welcome to our humble house. I am very sorry, that it is in a mess. I was not expecting guests. But, please come in and make yourself comfortable, I shall have everything in order and also get you drinking water and a cup of tea in five minutes! And please do stay for lunch, it would be a honor to us, if you have lunch at our house! '

I turned towards Ameerchand. His eyes were almost popping out, at the sight of my gorgeous and buxom wife! He was staring at her lovely breast and her flat tummy, which was visible as her saree was tucked up and disheveled. My wife became conscious of his staring. She quickly covered her breasts properly with her pallu and adjusted her saree to be proper. With the end of her pallu, she wiped the sweat of her face. We were standing at the door. Ameerchand had still not replied and was simply still staring at her! She looked at me. He then got back his senses and said,

' Anupamaji, Shukriya! Since you have so nicely invited me, I am definitely going to have lunch, prepared by you! '

We went inside. Anupama quickly tidied up the house, prepared tea and served it to us. She then asked Ameerchand, ' Sethji, do you have any special preference for lunch? I shall be very happy to do whatever you like! '

Ameerchand replied smilingly, ' Really Anupamaji? Will you really do whatever I like? '

Looking at me with confusion in her lovely eyes, my wife replied, ' Yes, Ameerchandji, I shall be happy to serve you whatever you like! I shall quickly have my bath and start preparing lunch! '

Ameerchand replied, ' No, my dear! I am hungry. Please do not take your bath now. You prepare lunch as you are. You look beautiful and nice, as it is! '

Again looking at me with confusion in her eyes, my wife replied, ' Yes, Ameerchandji, I shall do as you say! Lunch will be ready in just half an hour! '

So saying, she went into the kitchen and began cooking. I started explaining my situation to Ameerchand. I explained to him that I needed some more time to pay off his Rs.Five Lakh loan to me. He looked shocked and started shouting as expected. I pleaded with him. He refused. I begged him. He refused. He said, that if I did not pay up immediately, he will get up and walk straight to the security officer station. He told me that as he knew the security officer inspectors there very well, he will arrange for them to frame me, not only for the five lakh rupees loan, but also for various crimes, that I did not commit! He told me that he will make sure that my life will be ruined and my wife will be on the streets. I started weeping, pleading and begging him to spare me. He kept on refusing. I told him that I really did not have any money and if I had, I would certainly have paid him to avoid all this trouble. He kept silent for a moment and then said,

' Jeevan, you certainly have more than Five lakh’s in this house! '

I said, ' No, Sethji, I am a poor government clerk. I certainly don’t have any such money. From where can I get so much money? '

He said again, ' Jeevan, think carefully! You certainly have more than five lakh’s in this house! I have already seen with my own eyes, that you have a lot, lot, more than five lakh’s in this house! And if you wish, you can pay me! '

I was confused now. Where in hell, had he seen money in our house? Certainly not! We did not have more than two thousand rupees in the house! Why was he saying that he saw more than five lakh’s in the house? I was totally confused.

I asked him, ' Ameerchandji, I am confused now. Where did you see more than two lakh’s in our house? You tell me and I shall be very happy to give it to you! '

Ameerchand, silently said, ' Jeevan, I meant your lovely wife Anupama. She is certainly worth much, much more than five lakh’s! All I am saying is, I have a proposal. I am willing to drop my plans of returning back to Indore tonight. I want to stay tonight at your place. You go and explain the situation to your wife. Convince her, to let me spend the night in her bed and tell her to do all that I ask her, to give me pleasure. Tell her, that I want to have my fill, of her gorgeous body and if she does what I ask of her, and gives me and my body absolute pleasure, then, I will simply give you one more year to arrange for the payment. If not, I am not going to have even lunch at your place, but am going straight to the security officer and will have you arrested within the next hour. And anyway, once you are in Jail, I shall guide things in such a way, that your lovely wife, will have no recourse, but to submit her body to me, for my pleasure! Think about it without getting emotional or excited!

I was shocked! I started weeping! I said, ' No! No, Ameerchand Seth, No! I may be a poor government clerk. I may not have money. But, I am a decent man from a good decent family. My wife is a decent woman, from a good decent family. I am not a pimp. Though she is such a buxom and exciting woman, she is not a prostitute. She is a nice, caring housewife. She is my wife! She is a very chaste woman, who believes in the sanctity of our marriage. More importantly, she has just given birth to our baby 5 months ago. She is a mother now. The only thing that we have is our self respect. Please don’t ask me to do such a thing! Please be kind to us. Please don’t be so cruel! '

Ameerchand, silently replied, ' Jeevan, don’t waste my time. As it is, you have cheated me by not paying since the last two years. Now, there is no question of giving time. I am too excited by your wife's fantastic body. I want it. My body wants it. Though I am 50 years old, I still have my needs. I simply want your wife. And don’t worry, even if I spend the night in your wife's bed, I shall quietly go away in the morning. No one will know, except the three of us. Your self respect will remain intact. But if I go to the security officer station now, your self respect will be torn to shreds within the next one hour! So don’t waste time and talk to her now! Now! '

While wiping my eyes, I turned back and saw that my wife was standing at the door! While we were arguing, my wife had apparently come into our room to serve some water. Seeing the loud arguments, she had stopped and stood at the door. She had listened to each and every word of our conversation! Looking at me, and understanding Ameerchand's threats, she ran into the kitchen, weeping. I ran behind her to the kitchen. She came into my arms and started sobbing un-controllably. I told her not to worry. I told her that I shall gladly go to prison to save her chastity. She kept sobbing. I kept reassuring her that she need not worry. I asked her to take care of our baby, when I was in prison. I told her, that maybe she could get a job as a housemaid, or as a babysitter, to enable her and my child to live at least on basics of life! She finally wiped her tears and said,

' No! Jeevanji! I will not allow you to go to prison! I am your wife! Your welfare is my duty! I will die if you go to prison! It is alright. You go and tell that scoundrel that he can have my body, for his pleasure, if that’s what will satisfy him! Tell the rascal that I will do whatever he says to give pleasure to his body! Go and tell him that, Jeevanji! '

I was more shocked now! I too started weeping! I said, ' No! No, Anupama. No! I may be a poor government clerk. I may not have money. But, I am your husband. I love you. You are not a prostitute! I can’t allow another man to ravage your body! '

She replied, ' No! Jeevanji! Under no condition, will I allow you to go to prison! I am your wife! It is alright. It is just one night after all! As it is, no one will know if he spends the night with me, on my bed! So tomorrow morning everything will be OK! Please do, what I say! Go! '

I quietly went to Ameerchand and told him that my young, lovely, loving, 24 year old wife had agreed to let him, a lowly third rate, 50 year old man ravage her body through out the night, in our own marital bed! He was happy. I could see the lust in his eyes. He told me to tell Anupama, not to have her bath and to remain, as she was, in the same saree and underclothes through out, until the night. He claimed that he wanted her ' Naturally '! I told my wife. She agreed. I was extremely worried. My wife Anupama, was so small in height. And here was Ameerchand. Though he was 50 years old, he was built like a bull! He was tall - almost 6' 4 ", dark, with a mustache, Broad shoulders and strong hairy and muscular forearms. I shuddered to think, how he would be endowed sexually. I was almost sure that he would be huge! My own penis was rather average in size. Just 5 inches, when erect. That itself, my wife accommodated in her vagina with a bit of difficulty, as she had a rather very narrow and small vaginal opening. I was frightened that this beast Ameerchand would tear her vagina apart, with his brute strength. Later, as he had asked her not to take a bath, my disheveled wife served us lunch. We ate silently. I noted that Ameerchand could not remove his eyes off my wife's breasts and midriff. His eyes were glazed with sheer lust. Finally, he finished his lunch and got up to wash his hands. I was shocked to see a tent formed on the front of his dhoti! He was having a massive erection, which even his dhoti could not hide! My heart started pumping faster, wondering what his organ would do to my wife!

Ameerchand came back, sat in the room and started smoking a cigarette. My wife went to wash vessels. I started getting all vessels from the room to the kitchen washing area, knowing that she will not get any rest at night. My wife once again tucked up a portion of her saree, to her petticoat on the left side, stood at the basin on the side of the kitchen platform and started washing the vessels. She had also tucked in the end of her pallu to the petticoat on her hips. Her fair and smooth midriff was now clearly visible and once again her left breast in her bra, could be seen through her blouse, which was peeping out from under her pallu. Her lovely, fair and smooth, left leg was visible up to a feet, due to the tucking of her saree. Her Mangalsutra was hanging from her neck over her breasts. She looked so lovely, so innocent and so tender! Within a few minutes, I turned to see, Ameerchand, standing at the door of the kitchen watching my lovely wife working. Her back was facing him and he was staring at her big, round buttocks thru' her saree and petticoat. Anupama was not aware of his presence. She silently kept washing the vessels. He once again seemed to have an erection, as I could see the tent back on the front of his dhoti. I was arranging some other things in the kitchen and pretended that I was not observing the old Ameerchand staring at my young wife!

After observing my wife for a few minutes, Ameerchand slowly walked up to her and stood close to her back, his erection thru' his dhoti, almost touching Anupama's buttocks! She turned and saw him so close to her. But, without saying anything, she continued washing the vessels. Ameerchand now extended his arms slowly and touched her midriff! Anupama, almost jerked up at his touch. She closed her eyes for a moment, opened them again and without a sound, continued washing the vessels. Ameerchand, now started caressing my wife's smooth and fair midriff with his palms. He encircled her midriffs with his arms on either side of her body and pressed himself into her! Obviously, she could feel his massive erection, on her buttocks, through her saree. She fell back slightly upon him. Ameerchand's massive hairy arms had encircled her small body completely from both sides now! I tried my level best not to stare at this 50 year old lecher, feeling up my 24 year old lovely wife. Slowly Ameerchand took his palms up and cupped both of her large, round, firm and full breasts! He just kept his palms cupped over them, without fondling them - obviously, he was relishing their feel! Slowly he brought his arms behind and started caressing my wife's big, exciting buttocks! She did not stop him. He then started rubbing his erection into her buttocks, thru' her saree! Then, holding and caressing her midriff with his left hand, he bent and put his right hand under her saree. Ameerchand now started to feel my lovely young wife's, silky smooth legs. The saree and petticoat kept on getting got pulled up as his hand moved further and further, up her legs. His hand now reached her lovely, large thighs. Ameerchand kept his erection pressed into my wife's buttocks while he was feeling her thighs. I could see my wife's Saree and petticoat all bunched up on Ameerchand's arms, as his hand kept travelling yet further upwards, on my wife's thighs. His hand now reached her white cotton panty. My wife now closed her eyes. He hooked his finger into the side of her panty and started touching her hairy vagina. My wife has a very thick growth of pubic hair all over her vagina. Being a small built woman, she has a very small, but beautiful and protruding black vagina, with a rather large half an inch clitoris! Her vaginal opening is almost tiny! I could see that he started playing with her pubic hair. My wife kept her eyes closed. Ameerchand now slid one finger into her vagina and started rubbing it over her clitoris. My wife started squirming. He then inserted his second finger into her vagina and started moving both his fingers in and out of her vagina. My wife began to squirm all the more. I could see that her vagina was getting wet and it was emitting a pungent smell - as she had not bathed that day! Ameerchand then released her and bent down. He put his face under her petticoat and started smelling her, sweaty, pungent smelling, hairy vagina ! He started licking her pubic hair. He started licking the sweat off her vagina. He then thrust his tongue into her hole and started tickling her clitoris with his tongue! While standing, my wife had spread her thighs to give herself balance and also to give Ameerchand some more room to sit properly under her petticoat, with his tongue into her vagina! Ameerchand now turned her. He started licking all over her sweaty buttocks and the crack between her two buttocks! He slowly inserted his tongue into her rectum!

At that point of time, our baby started crying in the bedroom. Without looking at my wife, encircled by the huge Ameerchand, I said that I will pick up the baby.

My wife, Anupama, with Ameerchand's head thrust between her legs, said, ' Jeevanji, it is feeding time for our baby now. He needs my milk. You please go and pick him up from the cradle. I shall wash my hands and come to feed him '

Then she said to Ameerchand, who was still cupping her breasts, ' Saabji, please . . . . please . . . . let me go for 15 - 20 minutes. My baby is crying and I have to feed him my milk! Once, I finish, you can do what you wish again! '

Ameerchand said, ' Jeevan, you go and pick up the kid. I shall bring Anupama for feeding him, as soon as she washes her hands! '

I went into the room and picked up my baby. Within two minutes, Anupama came into the room with Ameerchand. He was still cupping her breasts from behind. He allowed her to sit on the bed. I gave her the baby. She turned away to feed him. But Ameerchand asked her to face us. He said that he will prepare her to feed the baby. He said that he wished to see her feeding her breast milk to our baby! He himself, went to her, and sat next to her. Then slowly, he pulled away her pallu, un-hooked her blouse, and slid her white bra upwards, so as to expose both her breasts. Her large, lovely, firm, round breasts plopped out! Her big black nipples were erect to release her milk. Her areolae were almost standing! Her nipples looked so enticing! Ameerchand took one nipple to the baby's mouth and inserted it into it. He started playing with the other nipple, swirling it in his rough, crude large fingers. Then he focussed on my wife's breast. He started playing with them, touching them, squeezing them, pinching them and biting them. Then he put his mouth on my wife's other large nipple and started sucking. As my wife used to breast feed our baby, her breasts were full of milk. When Ameerchand found milk shooting from my wife's breast into his mouth, he started sucking, he hungrily fixed his mouth on her nipple and started sucking all her milk into his mouth! My wife tried to tell him, that our baby needed that milk for the evening. But he was in no mood to listen. He kept sucking hungrily on her nipple, while our baby drank from her other nipple. My wife Anupama looked at me helplessly. I was watching Ameerchand, suck her nipple, with some sense of fascination, which I was confused about. After he had sucked off all the milk in that breast, he triumphantly looked up at me and giggled satisfactorily! He went back to the other room, after telling me to get him a bottle of liquor for the evening and also reminding my wife, not to wash and went to sleep!
(TO BE CONTINUED)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

MY WIFE'S SACRIFICE
PART2


I asked my tired wife also to try to sleep next to the baby. I told her that as she may not get much sleep later that night, due to AmeerchandJi, she should rest now. I told her that I shall look after the baby, while she slept. I took the baby, and went out of the house, leaving my wife and AmeerchandJi asleep in different rooms. My mind was reeling, as I remembered how AmeerchandJi had fingered my wife, licked her vagina and sucked on my wife's nipples! But curiously, instead of feeling anger, I felt excitement and had an erection! I was surprised and shocked! I went to a park close by and sat for the next one to two hours thinking. I knew that this was the only way out. AmeerchandJi would not leave me, if we did not agree to his demands. It was 6.30 in the evening now. I walked with the baby in my arms to a wine shop, purchased a bottle of liquor for AmeerchandJi and went back to the house. I peeked into AmeerchandJi's room. He was still asleep. I peeked into Anupama's room. She was not there. I heard noises in the kitchen. I put the baby into the cradle and went to the kitchen. My lovely wife, Anupama was busy preparing the evening dinner. I went and took her into my arms! She was smelling of sweat! She had not had a bath, since the night before! She once again started sobbing. I asked her, if we should call off the night plan. Once again I offered to go to prison to safeguard her chastity. She controlled herself and said that it was OK. She will go through with it!

Finally, AmeerchandJi got up at around 7.00 p.m. He went for a stroll for about half an hour and returned. He then had a bath. I found that strange. He had his bath, but, he forbade my wife from having her bath - and she had not bathed since almost 48 hours! After his bath, AmeerchandJi wore only his dhoti and came into the room bare bodied. It was a thin cotton dhoti! He was wearing a langoti! I could make out his pendulous huge penis thru' the dhoti! Thankfully it was not erect! His body was huge! It was covered with small short hair all over. He then poured himself a large glass of whisky. He then asked for the news paper and kept drinking the whisky, while reading. Within the next half an hour, he had almost five large pegs. He finished his paper. He asked me where my wife was. I pointed to the kitchen. He walked over. I could see thru' the open door. He walked over to my wife and once again encircled her waist with his huge arms, from behind. He turned her face towards himself and thrust his tongue thru' her soft lips into her mouth. Now his arms came up and cupped her breasts. He started pushing his crotch over her buttocks, thru' her saree. His palms started playing with and fondling her breasts, while he had pulled my wife's tongue into his mouth and was sucking on it. His arms now came down to her buttocks and started caressing her buttocks. He would first squeeze them and then push his crotch into them, thru' her saree! He kept this up for the next two minutes and then once again his arms came up and cupped her breasts. I could see them clearly. Curiously, looking at this old man playing with a woman young enough to be his grand-daughter, I once again got an erection! I could not understand, why, instead of feeling rage, I was getting excited.

AmeerchandJi now pulled off my wife's saree completely and then un-hooked her blouse - leaving her in her white bra and her white petticoat! His arms started roaming all over her body. He lifted her arms. Her arm pits had a thick growth of hair - as, being a village woman, she never shaved her body. More importantly, I had liked her to have hair in her arm pits and over her vagina! Now, I saw that AmeerchandJi had similar tastes. The moment he saw my wife's arm pit hair, he gurgled with pleasure and pushed his head to them. He started smelling and deeply inhaling her armpits! I am sure that they were giving out a pungent smell, as she had not washed. But he seemed to relish the smell and get excited by it! He now dragged my wife into the bedroom. He first put my lovely, innocent wife down, sat on the bed and pulled her to sit on his lap. Now he started fondling and caressing my wife's breasts thru' her blouse, while kissing and sucking her tongue. One of his arms then came down and pulled up my beautiful, young wife's petticoat right up to her lovely, smooth, silky thighs. He started rubbing, patting and squeezing her thighs, as well as fondling her tender breasts. Slowly he put my beautiful, young wife down on the bed, face up, unhooked her bra and removed it. He then loosened the knot on the strings of her petticoat and pulled it down - leaving her only in her panty. He now started removing his dhoti. I saw that he had white hair on his arms, legs, chest etc and he was rather big built, though fat and repulsive. The old AmeerchandJi now laid down beside my young wife. Looking at all this happening to my wife, I was having a huge erection! I went and sat on a chair near the bed, to see this!

He began kissing and licking my wife's face, eyes, neck etc. Then as his passion grew, he started biting her neck hard. Anupama started wincing in pain. He then started licking and kissing her armpits! He licked away all the sweat from her arm pit hair. Then he focused on her round, exciting and full breasts. He started playing with them, touching them, squeezing them, pinching them and biting them. As his passion grew, he started biting my wife's breasts very hard - leaving red marks all over her tender, young flesh! Then he put his mouth on her nipples and started sucking her milk. Our baby's milk! My Anupama's breasts were once again full of milk. As he found milk when he started sucking, he hungrily fixed his mouth and started sucking all her milk into his mouth! After he had sucked off all the milk in both my wife's breasts, he then took her hands and put them on his langoti, over his organ. My wife was shocked! It looked huge!Almost like some small harpoon! He then started his attention on her navel and thighs - sucking, pinching, licking and biting them. He left black bite marks all over her tender, delicate and exciting thighs! He now removed my wife's panty. Slowly his mouth moved to my young, innocent Anupama's hairy, black and pungent vagina. She had a thick growth of pubic hair. He started licking thru' my wife's pubic hair and affixed his mouth over her vagina. Anupama closed her eyes. Totally revolted. Then he started darting his tongue in and out, round and round my wife's vagina, with lightning thrusts of his tongue once in a while on her bud there. Though my wife felt revolted, his tongue on her vaginal bud sent shivers up her. He then turned her face down on the bed. He then started licking her back, her buttocks, the back of her thighs and her calves. He then laid down beside my wife and pulled her to lie by her side. He laid behind her with both arms around her - one caressing her breast and the other caressing her on her vagina, while he was biting and kissing the back of my wife's neck.

He then asked her, ' Anupama, how many men have fucked you in your anus upto now? '

My helpless Anupama was shocked to hear such words! She said ' Oh No! No one. '

He kept caressing her breasts and vagina and then said, ' So you are a virgin? '

Anupama said ' How can I be a virgin? You know that I am a married woman. You also know that I am a mother! '

He said, ' No! No! I meant virgin in your anus '

She said, ' Yes, Sethji! '

He now said, ' Anupama, ask your husband to get up and get a bottle of oil, which is there on the dressing table, ask him to bring the oil to us here on the bed! '

My helpless wife, asked me to do so. I went to the bed with the bottle of the oil. AmeerchandJi gestured me to sit on the bed.

He then asked me, to pour the oil over my lovely wife's gorgeous and exciting buttocks. She was confused. I could see bite marks all over her buttocks too! I did as asked. Then he asked me to slowly use my finger and carefully pour the oil into my wife's anus! It then struck me on what he was about to do!

My innocent Anupama asked him anyway, ' AmeerchandJi, what are you going to do? '

His reply sickened me, ' Darling, You said you were a virgin in your anus is it not? I am going to take your virginity! '

My helpless Anupama was shocked and started pleading with him, ' AmeerchandJi, please Sethji . . . . have sex in my vagina. Not in my anus please. I abhor such things. It repels me. It is sinful. I will give you pleasure thru' my vagina. Please Sethji, I shall get hurt if you do that. Please Sethji, you can even put it in my mouth. I shall give you extreme pleasure while sucking! '

I also came to her aid, ' Yes AmeerchandJi, Please . . . . My wife has never experienced such a thing Sethji! She is very delicate. She will be hurt badly! Please take your pleasure from my wife's tight vagina AmeerchandJi! I can vouch that she has a very lovely cunt which will suck you up like a piston! Please Sethji!

AmeerchandJi said, ' Look both of you. Do not put my mood off. If my mood goes, then I shall leave and you know what will happen! Now Jeevan, just shut up and pry your wife's anus open with your fingers and pour the oil into it, so she won’t get hurt! Then give me the oil, I will oil my cock too! '

I did as he was told. I then handed the bottle to AmeerchandJi, who gestured to me to keep sitting next to my wife, in her misery! AmeerchandJi, now pulled off his langoti! I was amazed and shocked to see his organ! It was massive! Like a boulder! It was around 8.5 inches in length, 3 inches in thickness and was throbbing like a wild cat! It was totally black and covered with lots of white and grey pubic hair! His balls were baggy and huge and were dangling like rubber balls beneath his massive penis! They seemed to be full of his semen! I cried out, ' AmeerchandJi, this is too huge, my small little wife will be split open and torn! '

He just laughed and pushed a pillow beneath my wife's tummy and positioned his large bulbous penis head over her anus! My beautiful wife, Anupama looked helplessly at me for some help. I sadly looked back at her. I reached out and patted her. She reached out, caught my hands, closed her eyes tightly and waited fearfully for the onslaught of the old beast AmeerchandJi's gigantic organ, into her virgin, tight and unused anus!

Slowly AmeerchandJi's massive organ started inching into my lovely wife's, anus! Within some seconds, I could see her anus stretched completely! AmeerchandJi kept pushing his organ into her virgin hole. It simply would not go inside due to its massive size. He started applying pressure. It started paining her. My beautiful wife, started sweating and bearing the pain. She clung to my hands. Now AmeerchandJi started ferociously pushing his organ with a mighty force into her. I thought that she would be split up. My wife, Anupama started screaming and sobbing loudly. He then started thrusting it more forcefully. She was now totally screaming with pain and crying. She sobbed and again looked at me. I tried to comfort her, but, to no avail. Her anus felt as if some one was splitting it up. Finally AmeerchandJi rammed the balance of his organ into her fully! My wife screamed out loudly for one last time.

I said, ' Darling, he has completely put it in now! The pain will subside in a few minutes! Just relax your buttocks and try to adjust to his organ '! AmeerchandJi kept his organ motionless into her, allowing her body and her anus to adjust to its massive size. I kept wiping her sweat and patting her cheeks. I kept saying. ' Anupama, now your pain is over! He is in you completely now. The pain will go away. Just relax your body to accommodate him better! ' AmeerchandJi was just motionless with his organ embedded in her, while I was comforting her.

The pain slowly seemed to start subsiding after 5 minutes. Slowly AmeerchandJi started moving his organ in and out of my wife's tight, virgin anus now. I could feel that he was getting a great deal of pleasure both physically and psychologically! Just as he had fantasized, he had not only had sex with a married woman in front of her husband but also, taken her anal virginity - which was a bonus in his scheme of things! Now he started moving faster and faster. Now with his passion climbing up to peak levels, he was virtually ramming his organ into my wife's anus . . . . .! Looking at an old man, slamming his rock hard, huge monstrous organ into my small wife's tiny anus, I was excited too much! Finally after ramming and thrusting into her for almost 10 minutes . . . he shouted, ' Anupama, I am going to fill your anus with my hot juice! '

He screamed, ' Ahhhhh . . . .! ' and started biting her at the back when ejaculating his semen into her. He kept biting and ejaculating for quite some time and then he completely collapsed with his weight over her. Anupama was crushed. But though she was overburdened with his massive weight over her, She did not mind, simply because she was relieved that her anal ordeal was at least over for the time being! He lay over my wife for almost 5 minutes, before he rolled over! My wife was sweating profusely and turned to look at me with her eyes full of sadness. I looked at AmeerchandJi. He was smiling! My tired wife was full of sweat! Her whole body was heaving with gasps. Her breasts, thighs and neck were covered with bite marks, when AmeerchandJi had bit her during the throes of his passion! My wife looked so tired, yet so tender and delicate! Finally she closed her eyes. After some time, she seemed to have fallen asleep!

But within an hour, after relaxing AmeerchandJi pulled my sleepy wife to himself! He again started drinking her milk, from her large black nipples! Her big lovely grey eyes widened. AmeerchandJi now stood up and placed his cock onto her mouth. My wife's eyes were glazed as she took his huge cock deep into her mouth, her red lips stretched wide as she started to suck him uncontrollably. AmeerchandJi grunted with perverse pleasure as he began to deep fuck her beautiful mouth, drawing a few gagging sounds She squirmed. Grasping her head with both hands,. AmeerchandJi's massive organ completely down her throat, pre-cum building on the cumslit of his penis. Anupama gagged as AmeerchandJi jammed his cock into her warm, wet oral cavity, forcing her to suck on him while he massaged her large breasts and black nipples. His cock was monstrous. But my wife seemed to have evolved into an expert cock-sucker and that was simply accentuated by her naturally full-lipped mouth. AmeerchandJi repeatedly thrust the swollen tube of meat into my woman’s wet mouth and took pleasure from Anu's passionate grasp of the thick shaft of his massive penis. AmeerchandJi then extends his one hand and started to play with her swollen clitoris very expertly. He also began to grunt with perverse pleasure as she sucked his huge length into her mouth, the size stretching her lips wide and tight. I watched as my wife struggled with the thickness of his girth, her natural oral talents and skills on display as she slowly accommodated the width of his iron rod mushroom shaped cock-head. Sucking a hard penis has always been a turn-on for any woman and, her mouth full of AmeerchandJi's cock, it wasn’t long before her first climax occurred. It started with her slowly rising moans of pleasure, the large slab of penis in her mouth tasting good to her as AmeerchandJi started to play with her inch long nipples, my buxom wife arching her back to allow him even more access to her large breasts. AmeerchandJi winked at me and twisted her nipples gently, then pinched them. The result was the first scream announcing Anupama's orgasm with the old stud in her mouth. Her body jerked over and over until the first wave of orgasm washed over her writhing body. She jerked violently and started emitting her secretions in spasms from her hairy, wet vagina!

When she had finished her orgasm, he pulled up her thighs wide apart, put them each on either side of his shoulders, positioned his thick bulbous cock head over her labia and started slapping her vagina with it! He would rub the head on the opening for some time and then give her vagina three quick slaps. Again he would rub the head on the opening for some time and then give her vagina three quick slaps. All the while, his hands were squeezing her breasts and sometimes he was sucking her nipples like a baby! This went on for a long time. My Anupama was once again getting excited! Finally, she could not bear the pleasure and the anticipation. She started arching her back and pushing up her vagina involuntarily, in the hope that AmeerchandJi would penetrate her vagina. But AmeerchandJi continued what he was doing. Out of sheer frustration she finally blurted out . . .

' Sethji . . . . . . . Please . . . . 'ayea na?

AmeerchandJi asked ' What Anupama? '
'Ab hume chod dijia Sethji , or raha nahi jata,
AmeerchandJi looked at me and just smiled.
I was speech less. I never hard any slang word from her mouth before.
She gasped with lust, ' Please AmeerchandJi, don’t torture me like this.!, Ap hume chod chod ke challi kordijia.
“Such bol rahi ho Anupama……..sach much tum hum se chodwana chahati ho”? Asked very pleased AmeerchandJi
“I want you Sethji. Its true…beleave me. Now please come into me.” Anupama whispered desperately.
I could not believe that I was hearing my chaste, home-loving, caring, tender and such a conservative wife, actually pleading for an old brutal stranger, to put his massive, gigantic organ into her tight and tender hairy vagina!

AmeerchandJi teased her, ' Anupama, or ekbar apne mu se bolo na tum keya chati ho? '

She said, ' Bol to rahi hu baba tab se ……chodia na hume, or raha nahi jata '

(FINISH)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

MY WIFE'S SACRIFICE
LAST PART
Grabbing my wife's inner thighs he spread her legs wide apart and pressed the tip of his cock in her black, hairy, pungent and wet vagina. Slowly he pressed into her a few inches and then almost all the way out before pressing slightly deeper. This slow pumping continued until he was almost fully inside her. The deeper he went the more my wife moaned. AmeerchandJi now slammed his pole with full force into my wife's vagina and impaled his monstrous, organ deep into her womb! The man with the horse sized cock! I watched with depraved awe, as his massive knob slowly stretched her tiny cunt slit and became lodged in the snug mouth of her pussy! Anupama crossed her lovely legs behind his back and their bodies melted together! My little wife's firm thighs grasped AmeerchandJi's pistoning hips! AmeerchandJi started to fuck my wife very hard and fast.


At that point of time, once again our baby started to cry. I suddenly found a way to delay their willing union so I said “ ' Anupama, the baby needs your milk, please stop for few moments, I am bringing the baby to you. ! '

My breathless wife, who was jerking up and down violently with AmeerchandJi's thrusts, looked up at me and said,
“Nahi…. Avi hoga nahi…bad me……..

“But I think he is very hungry” I said desperately to them.

“Nahi avi dudh dene ki mon nahi hai……………aap jake samalia na use.” my breathless wife answered while jerking up and down violently with AmeerchandJi’s thrusts.

I again pleaded AmeerchandJi to stop for a while.

AmeerchandJi, still slamming his organ violently into my wife's tender vagina, replied, ' No! I will not leave her now until I spill my seed into her womb!

Hearing my desperate request again and again suddenly Anupama stopped and got back her senses from her seventh haven. With a very unhappy face she then told AmeerchandJi, ' Sethji . . . please withdraw your organ and allow me to get up for some time. I shall just feed the baby my breast milk and then come back to you as soon as possible. It will take only ten to fifteen minutes. If I don’t feed then the baby will not go to sleep! We will be disturbed again and again. Please let me go, I promise I am going to be with you for the full night.

“NOOOO …you ask your husband to bring the baby to your nipple, while I still remain inside your vagina! It will be a new experience for me to fuck a mother slowly, when she has her baby on her nipple! '

So saying, he continued his violent thrusts in and out of her vagina. My small petit wife, Anupama looked helplessly at me from under his massive body. I brought the baby to her nipple and caught it carefully, while it started sucking on her nipple, AmeerchandJi started giving small thrusts into her vagina. When the baby started sucking, AmeerchandJi without stopping his small thrusts, put his mouth to her second nipple and started sucking her milk into his mouth. My Anupama, was tired. She had the baby on one of her nipples, AmeerchandJi on another nipple, AmeerchandJi's massive organ continued giving small thrusts into her hairy vagina, AmeerchandJi almost crushing her body and her body swinging up and down only when AmeerchandJis was giving small thrust. After some time the baby seemed to have finished. I removed it, took it to its cradle, put it to sleep and returned back to watch my wife being violently ravished by AmeerchandJi again.

AmeerchandJi now lifted her thighs more upwards and more wider, across his shoulders! My wife's knees were almost touching her own shoulders. Her body was curled up, lifting her vagina almost upwards, giving AmeerchandJi a chance to pump her faster! He continued his immensely forceful, massive thrusts. Time after time she took his rock hard penis deep in her womb. The man began to fuck my wife, pumping the full length of his monstrous pole in and out of her grossly distended cunt! He moved his cock back and forward rubbing the lips of her cunt. She began gasping and as he pushed more and more cock into her she began screaming, not so much from pain but from excitement. My wife was moaning and gasping in deep passion. It was obvious that she was about to explode into a massive second orgasm any moment! AmeerchandJi saw this and started slamming his thick massive penis into her wet vagina with full force! The room smelled off sex. My wife's stretched vagina was emitting plopping sounds when AmeerchandJi's pole rammed into it! The pleasure seemed too much for my wife. She kept her palms into her mouth to keep from screaming. But it was obvious, that she would not be able to control the massive orgasm that was about to tear thru' her vagina! She closed her eyes tightly, lustily focusing on her impending orgasm. She clenched her lips. She started arching her back all the more and appeared to be meeting AmeerchandJi's violent thrusts into her, with her own upwards thrusts of her vagina! She started gasping and screaming,

' AmeerchandJi . . . dont stop . . . harder . . . faster . . . Oh . . Oh . . . OOOOOOOOOOOOOO '

AmeerchandJi slammed more and more forcefully into her. Finally, her orgasm burst through her and her body started heaving up and down in spasms. She was cumming again for the second time in the night! She kept cumming for almost a minute! AmeerchandJi was also nearing his own orgasm, he slammed more forcefully into her and shouted at last,

' Anupama Beti . . . . Take . . . take my seed into your womb and give me a baby . . . . . Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh . . . . . . . '

So saying he shot his seed deep into my wife's womb and filled her vagina with his semen! The feel of his hot semen in her vagina, seemed to have excited my wife all over again! I was shocked to see my wife having an orgasm once again so soon! She was having multiple orgasms! He kept ejaculating his semen into my wife's vagina for almost a minute. After spilling his last drop of sperms into her womb, he collapsed on her. Both of them were dead tired, gasping and sweating profusely. They lay motionless for almost 10 minutes.

I then saw my wife, turn her head and look at AmeerchandJi admiringly! She extended her arm and touched his cheeks. Then she leaned over and kissed him deep on his lips! I was shocked! I began to understand. My wife never had more than one orgasm during a night, when I had sex with her. Now AmeerchandJi had given her three orgasms and even a multiple orgasm within the span of two hours! Obviously, she had been sexually awakened! She hugged him lovingly. AmeerchandJi looked at her and took her lovingly into his arms. They entwined their arms over one another and started kissing. After few moments of soft kissing, she certainly remembered about my presence in the room.

Then she turned her face to words me and for the first time in our entire married life she ordered me in a commanding voice “Sunia…. app avi baby ko leke thora pas bala room me ja sakte hai keya?……hum dono ko thora aakele raina hai". I was completely stunned to here that from her.
“Keya hua ji…….jaia na…. hum log bahut thake huya hai……….. avi is obostha me baby ka khyal nahi rakh paoungi mai……… humlogo ko thora aram korne dijia please".
As I was leaving the room alone being completely surprised she continued
“aaray baby ko to leke jaia………. our dorwaja thora bahar se band kordijiaga". I came back and took our sleeping baby from the bed. After getting out of the room as I turned to shut the door from the outside, I saw my wife pulling AmeerchandJi's face to her breasts. Hungrily his lips went to her nipples. He again hungrily started sucking her nipples. When Anupama saw her humble sucking she gave him a sweet smile and started running her fingers through his hair adorable. It was then I understood.............. I seemed to have lost my young and innocent wife, to the monster AmeerchandJi.
(FINISH)

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[Ramesh_Rocky]

It's Been Hard Being Good


(PART1)


After a very stressful week, weekend had finally arrived, we had planned a party for Saturday. Saturday morning Priyanka got dressed wearing her gorgeous black saree with her matching low cut blouse and a white bra under it. She was very beautiful and sexy in that outfit. We had a great party and barbeque with that continued on into Saturday night. There was lots of beer and drinks with plenty of food, dancing and swimming, just a general good time. Must have been about 50 people over that night, people were everywhere. Priyanka my wife loves to socialize and have a good time, and the more she drinks the more she likes to flirt. I'd never really minded all that much; I just made sure to keep a close watch on her so she didn't get herself in trouble. We'd been married about 11 years, she was in her late 30's and beautiful, her figure was modest, with nice but not overly large breast, she had a nice ass and she like to show it off. The guys never objected to her flirting, and some of the wives didn't really care, but most kept a closer eye on their husbands than I did her. She started the day in her black saree with low cut blouse and her black hair pulled back in a pony tail, but somewhere in the evening she lost the pony tail and her shoulder length hair lay about her face in a wavy fashion. I also notice she'd lost the tidy ness of her dress by the end of the night.

It must have been after midnight when everyone left, Nikhil and his friend Manish were the only ones left there. Nikhil was my office colleague. Nikhil's wife had been out of town for the week and I missed seeing her, she was a cute and sexy lady whom I flirted and danced with quite a lot. Nikhil and I knew each other for years, but I had met Manish only once or twice before, though he seemed a nice enough guy. Nikhil was about the same height as me, six foot, and had wavy black hair and a muscular build, more than me. Manish wore his black hair short and worked out more than either of us. I got us all beers and turned on a Salman khan movie for us to watch, some action flick. Priyanka was not interested at all, and she had drunken herself to the state of passing out. I sat on the couch as she laid down at the other end of the couch and she was out just like that. I was really feeling the effects of all the drinking too and was thinking about lying down myself. I looked over at Priyanka and she was really out, she laid on her side facing the back of the couch, her ass was almost to the edge of the couch, her gorgeous black saree came down to mid thigh but nothing was showing. I gazed for a minute wondering if I should attempt to move her to the bedroom and then decided to go to the bathroom first. The other two guys were in the recliners facing away from the couch, the lights were off and only the TV lit up the room. I got up and went to the bathroom, I was standing in front of the toilet when I began to get really dizzy, the drinks were really taking their toll on me.

I don't remember much after that till I woke up in my bedroom. I don't know what woke me, a sound, a light, I wasn't sure. I stood up from the bed and noticed Priyanka wasn't there and remember leaving her in the living room passed out. I must have came to bed after going to the bathroom, I usually strip down and sleep nude, and I was standing there naked, so I guess I had gone to bed on auto pilot for the night. I looked at the clock and it was after 2 in the morning and I could hear the TV going. I thought to myself I'd go in and turn off the TV and get Priyanka to bed. When I walked into the hallway leading to the living room I heard voices and paused at the door to the living room to see what was going on. The TV was playing a movie, one of the porns I had, and Nikhil was sitting on the edge of the couch next to Priyanka's head, Manish was sitting by her feet. There were talking about something. I thought to myself, I'd better go get some pants on and run the off for the night when Manish stopped me in my tracks.

Manish had just lifted up Priyanka's saree and petticoat to expose her ass. She was wearing that black g-string I had gotten her and he simply pulled up the saree with its petticoat and exposed her entire ass. I wasn't sure what to do, I needed to get dressed, but I couldn't take my eyes off what I was seeing. I was still groggy and couldn't believe these two guys were checking out my wife's ass in my living room.

"What are you doing Manish?" Nikhil asked anxiously, "Dilip could come in here any moment, he'd kill us over messing with his wife."

"Naw," Manish answered, "He's out like a light lying naked on his bed, I just check on him when I went to the bathroom." With that he began to rub Priyanka's ass, first one check and then the other. "What a beautiful ass! Here, feel how firm." I thought that must have been what woke me up, this guy came into my bedroom because he wanted to mess with my wife and not get caught.

"You sure Dilip's out?" Nikhil asked while he joined Manish in feeling of my wife's ass and running a finger up and down her ass crack. Nikhil was not only my colleague but also a close friend, but it seemed given the opportunity he wasn't that great of a friend.

"Yeah," he said as he tired to run a hand up the side of Priyanka's saree but it was too tight to reach very far. "Hey, remove her dress."

"What?" Nikhil answered, "Are you crazy, she'll wake up." Nikhil moved his hand up onto her saree like that was exactly what he wanted to do.

"No she won't." Manish answered. "She wasn't as gone at Sunita's party as she was tonight and Dilip had to carry her out like a sack of potatoes and she never stirred, just remove it." He commanded Nikhil.

"Alright." He said lowly and he began to work with the blouse buttons down my wife's back. He slowly removed all the buttons one by one and exposed her back and her white strapless bra. He reached up and unhooked the bra without Manish asking him to. I could see Manish's hand move up under her saree to her breast and he began to fondle them under the half removed blouse. I was standing there naked just out of sight and I could feel my cock beginning to get hard watching these two guys molesting my wife. I knew I needed to stop them before it went too far, but I seemed glued to the spot I stood in. I couldn't walk in there naked and I couldn't seem to leave to go find where my pants were, so I just stood there watching and holding my hardening cock with my hand slowly stoking it.

"Let's turn her on her back." Manish said as he pulled out his hand out of her button removed blouse and bra.
"I want to see her breasts."

"We're gonna wake here for sure." Nikhil answered as he stood over her to help turn her.

"I doubt it." Manish answered as he lifted her hips and legs and began to turn her onto her back. Nikhil lifted her head and shoulders and between the two of them they laid her on her back, her eyes were closed and she seemed to stir a little, but they didn't take too much notice. Manish pulled the half opened blouse and bra down to her arms and off. I wasn't that far away and I could see nipples were hard from where I stood, both her breast were pearl in color with dark black pencil eraser sized nipples and when hard the tips stood out enough to make themselves know even through a bra much to her embarrassment on many occasions. Manish began cupping one and Nikhil was helping himself to the other. They tweaked the nipples and rubbed them, and then Nikhil began sucking the one closest to him. My cock was completely hard now watching these guys and I noticed I was pumping a little too much, so I stopped my hand from moving and just squeezed my cock to avoid shooting cum all over the carpet. I had a couple of years okay fantasized about my wife getting fucked by someone else, the idea came up every now and then, but she would hear nothing of all that. That had all gotten started when two guys she knew from her previous office tried to seduce her and she managed to get away with just a little fondling. But now, watching these guys play with my wife's breasts made me really horny. I use to fantasize about those two of her old office colleagues fucking her while we fucked, but if I brought it up she'd tell me I was a freak and she'd never let anything like that happen.

As I watched Manish let go of her breast and lifted up the front of her saree exposing the see through black g-string. He stared down at her pussy through the black lace and began to run a finger over the top of her pussy lips. "Man she's dressed to fuck!" he told Nikhil as Nikhil looked on. Then Manish hooked the sides of her g-string and began to pull them down. He pulled them off her hips and down her thighs and over her ankles and dropped them on the floor. Nikhil watched licking his lips as Manish pulled her legs apart, one leg he propped up against the back of the couch bent at the knee and the other leg he set off the couch on the floor, her pussy was wide open for both of them to look at. They both stared for a moment then Manish reached down and began to light touch the lips of her cunt. I saw her jump a little and wondered how asleep she really was, but then considered that she was just reacting in her sleep from the touch because her face was still relaxed and her eyes closed.

Nikhil went back to sucking her breast and playing with the other as Manish inserted a finger between the folds of her cunt, he apparently found her clit right away because she began to breather harder and to moan slightly, then he inserted a finger into her pussy. I thought to myself, I need to stop them before they fuck Priyanka while she's passed out, but still I didn't move. I watched Manish finger fuck her with first one finger then two and I stood there naked, my cock throbbing hoping deep inside she wouldn't wake up. After a few minutes Manish moved his head down between Priyanka's legs and began to suck her pussy. Priyanka really loved it when I went down on her, she would often push my head down between her legs begging me to suck her pussy. I wondered if she enjoyed it as much when she was passed out. I watched as his head moved between her legs and I could see she was breathing much harder. Nikhil sat up and watched, he had a much better view, Manish's head blocked most of my view.

After a few minutes Manish stood up and pulled his shirt over his head, slipped his shoes off and began undoing his pants. "What are you doing?" Nikhil asked shocked.

"I'm gonna fuck her." He answered.
(To Be continued)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

It's Been Hard Being Good


LAST PART
"I'm gonna fuck her." He answered.

"We can't do that." Nikhil said, "That's going too far. We should fix her saree and leave."

"We just orally bangd this lady," Manish answered smiling, "that was too far, we might as well enjoy ourselves, after all we crossed the line a long time ago when you unbuttoned her blouse." Manish was pushing his pants off his ankles as he said that and his cock was standing straight out, it was about the length of mine, 8 inches or so, but thicker. I guess most guys would have felt threatened by a cock slightly bigger than there's if their wife was fixing to get fucked with it, but it just made my cock throb more as I watched him standing over my wife getting ready to fuck her. My mind was screaming that I needed to stop him before he fucked her, my hand was stroking my hard cock and my feet weren't moving as I watched him begin to climb on top of my wife. He positioned himself over here, his chest on her breast, his face inches from hers, his cock between her legs and he kissed her on the lips as he put his hand between them. I could see him grab his hard cock and slide it up and down her pussy lips getting it wet with her juices and his spit.

"She is sure to wake up if you fuck her." Nikhil said as he watched Manish aiming his cock at my wife's pussy.

"Then she'll wake up being fucked!" Manish said to answer Nikhil and loudly almost as if he was speaking to Priyanka as well. He slowly slid the head of his cock in my wife's pussy, I watched as the head slid in and then more of the shaft. I realized that it was too late to stop anything, I was standing there stroking my cock watching another guy fuck my wife and it turned me on more than I wanted to admit. "And I'm not stopping till I've filled her up with my cum." Manish added as he pumped more and more of his cock into my wife's pussy.

"You're crazy, you at my friends house fucking his passed off wife while he's asleep in the other room!" Nikhil said. "You know they'll find out, she'll know she's been fucked."

"This slut wants to be fucked. She loves to flirt and if hubby wasn't watching she'd be on her back in a second." Manish answered as he began to work his cock harder and harder into my wife's cunt as I stood and watched. "She'll think her husband did it most likely or maybe she'll know it was me and come back for more."

Nikhil moved back to where he could see Manish's cock thrusting into my wife. After a few minutes of hard thrusting that I was sure would wake the dead she wrapped her legs around Manish and was pulling him deeper into him. I could hear her moaning as Manish's thrusts ware getting faster and faster. He began slamming his cock into her as he groaned and then held his cock deep inside her. I knew he was coming in my wife's pussy, I watched as he slowly began to pump the rest of his cum into her.

Her legs fell back like there were, one up against the back of the couch and the other on the floor as Manish began to get up pulling his cock out of my used wife. "What a good fuck." He said as he stood beside Nikhil, "If she fucks that good passed out, she would be great awake."

Nikhil stood there looking at my wife and I could see the cum leaking out of her pussy. "It's your turn Nikhil. You get sloppy seconds." Manish said with a laugh.

Nikhil looked at my wife and then back to Manish and seemed to make a decision in his head. He kicked off his shoes and undid his pants and pulled them down. His cock sprang out at least two inches longer than Manishs and bigger around yet still. "Wow, your hung boss." Manish said as Nikhil began to climb on top of my wife.

I watched as he positioned his cock at the opening of my wife's pussy. His cock slowly pushed at my wife's pussy, the head seemed to resist going in, then it suddenly popped in her cum soaked pussy. He slowly worked his cock into her little by little, each thrust going deeper. I thought I heard her groan as he picked up the pace and began to work more and more of his cock into her. He kissed her on the lips and began kissing her neck as he pumped away at her pussy, I could tell it was more than just a fuck to him. I remember how he always hung around her and tried to touch her when she flirted with him; I knew he had a crush on her. I'd watched him once feel of her ass above her saree at a party while I was dancing with his wife. I had felt of his wife's ass through her salwar kameez and she didn't seem to mind at all, I always thought they seemed to be a pretty open couple, but that was as far as it had ever gone, now I wondered if it could go further.

It only took a few minutes before he had his cock completely in her, he was slamming her hard and his balls were slapping her wet ass. As he hammered away at her cunt I could see her hips bucking, she was reacting this fucking and enjoying it, even passed out as she was. Manish was standing by her head watching as her head bobbed up and down against the arm of the couch while Nikhil slammed away at her. Her lips parted as she panted with another orgasm, but her eyes stayed closed. I watched him fuck her as I pumped my own cock. Nikhil grabbed her hips and raised up on his knees pulled her up onto his cock and began to fuck her hard. She looked like a rag doll as he crammed his cock into her, see moaned and moved her head from side to side. Her whole body began to tremble as he pounded away at her. Finally I heard him groan and begin to buck even harder as he emptied his balls into my wife.

After he finished he pulled her off his cock and laid her down by putting her ass back on the couch. Cum and pussy juice was dripping from his cock and a fountain of cum flowed from Priyanka's well used pussy. Manish reached down and rubbed her breast for minute before he began to put his clothes back on. Nikhil had already gotten dressed and patted her ass as he looked down on my very used passed out wife. "We gonna clean her up and get her dressed?" Nikhil asked.

"Naw." Manish said. "Let's just go. I'd love to know what happens when she wakes up and finds she's been fucked, or better yet if Dilip came in and found her like this. He'd know we fucked her." And with that the two of them left locking the front door behind them. They didn't notice me standing just in the hall naked watching them and I never moved a muscle; I still stood there with my hard cock in hand wondering why I didn't stop them. Suddenly my wife sat up and got off the couch on wobbly legs and headed my way. She was awake, and I didn't know if I should stand there or go, so I stood there as she rounded the corner into the hall to find me standing there naked looking at her.

Her eyes flew open with horror as she stood in front of me with cum running down her legs. She looked confused and on the verge of tears, so I reached out and took her into my arms.
"I'm so sorry." She confessed quietly.

"For what?" I asked thinking I should be the one apologizing.

"I just let your two colleagues fuck me. I let them use me like a slut. I didn't know you were watching, I thought you were passed out. How much did you see?" She said using language I hardly ever heard her use even when we fucked.

"I saw everything, but you were out, how would you have stopped them?" I asked.

"I wasn't out." She explained. "I began to wake up when they put the porno on the TV. I thought you were in the room, or you were the one watching it. I kind of drifted in and out for a little while until I felt someone feeling of my ass; I thought it was you and that you'd leave me alone if I pretended to be still out. Then when they began to talk I just froze, I didn't know what to think. I realized it wasn't you; it was Manish and Nikhil feeling me up. I thought well maybe I should pretend to wake up, but then they began unbuttoning my blouse and I was getting really scared and but I was so excited as well. When they turned me over I started to pretend to wake, but they didn't seem to notice. They pulled down my saree, petticoat and blouse and there I was on display before them. I didn't know if I should wake and scold them or just pretend to sleep and maybe they'd go away. When the pulled my panties off I knew I had to do something, I was practically naked in front of these two guys. When he touched my pussy it sent shock waves through me and I reacted, but they still didn't seem to care. I was beginning to really enjoy it too much but I could just imagine you coming in and a big fight breaking out, so I pretend I was still out. When he went down to me I was in heaven, I was really building to an orgasm and I told myself that as soon as I came I'd wake up and that would be the end of it. But he stopped before I came and I wanted to tell him no, suck me a little more. I heard him getting undress and I knew what was coming, I knew I should stop them, but I just laid there as they argued about fucking me. He climbed on top of me and right in my ear told me that he was going to fuck me even if I woke up. He kissed me and slid his tongue in my mouth and I let him which was almost like telling him to fuck me. His cock felt so good sliding in me and by this time I had given and I wouldn't have stopped him if I was awake. He fucked me hard and filled me with his cum, and then Nikhil fucked me with his big cock and I came with both of them, but really hard with Nikhil. I'm sorry, sona, I just laid there and let your friends fuck me, I feel like such a slut.

I pushed her down on the floor in the hallway and slid my hard cock into her cum filled pussy. Her pussy was really hot, and it really felt good. I began to pump her soaked pussy madly, my cock sliding easily into her to the hilt. She was my wife and my fuck. I did not like how those two bustards fucked my wife’s pussy. This time I was fucking her pussy to show her that this pussy was just for my pleasure and not for anyone else. My wife and those bustards fucked each other and enjoyed themselves but this time I was pounding and enjoying her pussy without caring about her pleasure. I never fucked her so hard and so mercilessly. She gasped as I pounded her like a wild animal but she just laid there spreading her legs like a doll. She was trying to show me that she understood it was her fault and she admits that she was my fuck.
After screwing her mercilessly for 5 more minutes I looked up on her face. She was crying. She just said “I am sorry, I cheated on you.”
I felt bad. “What am I doing? I am fucking my wife like a cheap prostitute” I Thought and stopped immediately.
"I could have stopped it." I confessed. "I stood here in the hallway and watched the whole thing from the very beginning while stroking my cock. I watched as my friends fucked you hard and enjoyed it extremely. I can't remember being so horny and even more horny knowing that you were awake and being a little slut."

“Don’t stop…..please. Don’t stop. I want you to fuck me like a cheap street whore. I really like being fucked like a slut.” She whispered surprising me.
I again started hammering away at her pussy; sloshing sounds filled the room as I pounded her.
"You haven't fucked me like this since I told you about my two office colleagues were fucking me." She said and suddenly went quite”.

"You never told me you actually fucked them” I said as I pounded her harder." I was looking into her face and she could see it really turned me on to know she had been fucked by other guys.

"I'm sorry, I never knew how you would react" she explained.

"Yeah." I answered, "I don't know why, but thinking of you fucking someone else just drives me nuts. So you fucked those two guys, for real?"

"No," she said. “I am still fucking them whenever I get a chance. Last Friday, after office, I went to an apartment arranged by them and they fucked me for hour’s everyway they could think of."

I began to thrust out of control at the thought of her getting fucked by those two guys as my cum erupted from my cock and filled my wife's cunt.
"You'll have to tell me all the details." I said as I collapsed beside her.
“Are you sure you want to here those things.”?
“Yes…very much. I am waiting eagerly to know how you cheated me and fucked those friends of yours for so long” I herd me saying.
“Promise…. you will never leave me.” She murmured.
“I promise……I will never leave you”.
“Thanks…..I am relived. I was worrying about this for years.” “And I'm glad your friends fucked me today" She smiled looking at my face.
"You know it’s been hard being good."
(FINISH)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

MY WIFE SOHINI AND HER BOSS


PART1

For ten years since leaving college I had a great job at a local law farm, fantastic hours and even better money but when they let a lot of staff go, I lost my job and suddenly realized that I was in big trouble. I had a wife and two lovely kids, a big house with a big mortgage, a nice Maruti car and all the other financial concerns that go with being part of a family.

Even though I was only in my mid-to-late twenties I had difficulty getting another job as I didn't really have any particular skills, apart from administration and I had to settle for a simple office job where the wages were only half of what I had been on before.

My wife Sohini, who was two years younger than me at 25 decided to find a job to help out financially as my earnings just weren't enough to cover all of our outgoings, and this worked out okay as our youngest child had just started college. It was only an office job again, for a marwary chattered farm and they didn't pay all that well as she could only work hours when the kids were at college but we were that broke that every single rupee helped.

We managed for a while, but soon it became apparent that we were still struggling. We had a couple of furniture sales and sold some electronic stuff on eBay which earned us a little bit more money but it was only a short-term fix. Our banks loan manager called me one day to say we had gone too far into our overdraft, and that if didn't do something soon, our mortgage might be in danger.

It was time to work something out. We couldn't move into a smaller house because of the children and all their stuff, so it was crunch time. Did we get rid of the car? The problem that gave us was that Sohini's job was quite a distance away. I had been letting her use the car, while I jumped on the bus as my job was only around the corner. I cut down on my life insurance and pension scheme payments, and we made other savings in other areas with our cable TV and such things but we were still coming short by quite bit of money each month.

I kept looking around for a better job, but without any particular specialized training it was difficult. I couldn't go back to any technical institutes because we couldn't afford it, so I just kept hunting and keeping my fingers crossed that something better paid would come up. The worst thing about it was seeing Sohini so worried. My beautiful wife tried to put a brave face on it, pretending that everything was fine but I could tell that she was no longer the lovely carefree girl that I had met 8 years ago. The final straw came when I found her crying alone in the bedroom one night. Several unpaid bills were scattered across the bed, and a bank statement was in her hand.

I felt such a failure, like I was letting her and my family down. The next day I pulled by boss and explained the situation to him. At first I asked for a pay rise, but when he told me that there wasn't any spare money in the business for that, I asked him for a loan. Again, he flatly refused even though he sympathized with my situation. There weren't any extra hours to be had or any other ways that he could help me out. I went to work that day full of hope and determination, but came home completely flat and disappointed.

I had told Sohini of my plans, and it was crushing when I came home and had to explain that my boss had said no to all of my requests. I expected her to start crying, but she just smiled a sad-looking smile at me.

"Don't worry, sona," she took my hand in hers, "We'll be fine... Somehow."

"I don't know," I said disconsolately, "I think we'll have to sell the car."

Sohini scratched her head, ruffling her black hair and looked at me. "But what about..."

I interrupted her. You'll have to get the bus, same as me. Think of the money we'll save on insurance and everything, as well as what we'll get for it."

Her light brown eyes gazed into mine for a moment, but she saw the reality of what I was saying. "Okay, I might be able to get a lift home anyway."

Sohini had mentioned to me before that Pradip Agarwal, her boss, lived quite close to us. He had offered her lifts home before, but she didn't feel comfortable taking him out of his way. She especially didn't want to risk upsetting him or taking him for granted for fear of endangering her job. If we lost her income we would be in even bigger trouble than we already were.

"Will Pradip be okay giving you a lift home?" I asked.

"I don't know," Sohini admitted, chewing her lip. "I'll let him know that we've had to sell the car, and we'll see if he offers again. If I let him know we're struggling, then he might even listen to me if I ask him for a rise."

"Do you think there's a chance?" I said hopefully, "You haven't been there all that long."

Sohini shrugged her shoulders. "I can try," she said and then gave me a small smile before speaking again. "He's quite fond of me, if you know what I mean." She went very quiet as she said the last part, and I noticed a blush come across her cheeks.

"He fancies you?" I said. It was more a statement than a question, but Sohini nodded gently, her face now bright red with embarrassment. "That's why he offered you the lifts home?"

Sohini nodded but placed her hand on my arm reassuringly. "Don't worry, he knows I'm happily married. I told him right away when he asked me out."

"He asked you out!" I spluttered and Sohini's expression of embarrassment turned into one of indignation.

"Why wouldn't he?" she said, hands now on her hips and a dark look on her face. "I'm still attractive, you know!"

I stared at her, and then sighed in agreement. She was still attractive, far too good-looking for me if I was totally honest. Sohini was a similar height to me, average for a woman at 5' 6" whereas I was shortest for a guy. However, she was much thinner than me, and had a great figure for a woman that had given birth to two kids. I had put on a bit of weight after getting married and settling down, but Sohini was still just a size 6 and had a body shape that most women would kill for. Her breasts were a 36c but looked bigger on her smaller frame, and from her narrow waist she flared out at the hips with a great ass and then lovely slim legs. Almost the perfect hour-glass figure. I knew how lucky I was. Whenever we went on holiday, I would always see guys giving her the once over when she was on the beach with her small dresses. So why wouldn't her boss fancy her?

I said as much to Sohini, and she calmed down and then coyly ran a hand through her shoulder-length black curls and asked me if I really still thought she was attractive.

"Of course I do!" I told her, and with that she took me by the hand and led me to the bedroom. The children were at my mother's house, so we had the place to ourselves for an hour or two. She closed the windows, and then lay on the bed.

"What exactly do you find attractive?" she said, invitingly undoing the buttons of her white blouse.

"Everything I always have," I joined her on the bed. "These, especially," I said as I helped her take off first her blouse and then her bra. Her breasts were still full, if not quite as pert as when she was when I first met her, back when she was 18. Sohini had only ever slept with one guy back then, although she had played about with a couple of others. Her only ex was a kid she went to college with, and I don't think he had much experience either because Sohini was still pretty inexperienced when we first had sex. She had no idea how to give a blowjob or much else to be honest, and looking back she wasn't that great in bed at first. She was shy, but she turned out to be a diamond-in-the-rough. As her confidence grew and she discovered how to please a man as well as herself, she became better and better in bed, and was a real tiger by the time we got married, two years later.

I was pleased about that because I had slept my way through many girls in our locality (despite being pretty chubby now, I was quite good looking when I was younger) and had enjoyed some great sex along the way. I always had a high sex drive, and saw good sex as being important in a relationship. I sometimes wondered if Sohini still fancied me, but if I had any doubts right then they were washed away when Sohini slipped off her petticoat and panties and told me to make love to her. I did, and for the next hour we had the best sex we had enjoyed in some time.

Afterwards, relaxing together and enjoying the brief time we had before the kids came home, I found myself curious about her situation at work. I ran a finger across her bare breasts, stroking a still-erect, big black nipple and asked her when her boss had her asked out.

"I'd only been there a few days," she confessed. "I told him I was married and showed him this," she wiggled her left hand at me and her golden ring twinkled in the dim light filtering in through the closed bedroom windows. "He was fine about it and apologized."

"That was ages ago," I pointed out. "Is he fine with you now?" I knew Sohini worked closely with her boss. They were a small company, with only around 20 employees, so if you didn't get on with someone, working could be difficult. I also knew that sometimes men, especially wealthy or powerful men, didn't take rejection well.

"Oh yeah, Pradip's fine with me," Sohini giggled, "I think he tries it on with all the girls. It's just part of the course." There were only 5 girls there, compared to 15 guys, and Sohini had told me in the past that they had quite a high staff turnover. Girls didn't last long there, and now I thought I could understand why. A lot of women didn't like the boss trying it on, especially if he was trying to use his position to influence them. Luckily, Sohini was a pretty strong character and so she had found it easy to rebuff his advances.

"You said he was sort of fond of you?" I phrased her earlier statement as a question. If his asking her out was so long ago (several months) then why would she think he was still 'fond of her?'

Sohini paused for a moment, considering me with those brown eyes of hers before replying. "Well he still flirts with me a little, but that's all it is. Just flirting." She drew my wandering hand down across her navel and down on to her lightly furred mound. Against the current fashion, Sohini didn't shave her pussy but it wasn't very hairy anyway. Her pubes were a slightly brownish, slightly lighter than the hair on her head, and they were quite sparse and fine, so it wasn't a huge bush or anything. Despite having two kids, her pussy was still quite a nice, neat slit, if not quite as tight as when we first met.

"That's yours - nobody else's," she reassured me as I started to run my fingers through her pubes, and down to her sensitive clit. Unfortunately, she stopped me when I got there and reminded me that the kids would be home soon. I sighed in mock disappointment as we got up and got dressed. Nothing else was said about her boss after that, but we had somehow agreed that Sohini could flirt with him a little, if it means getting that all-important rise.



The next day we got up for work and kissed each other goodbye without saying anything further on Pradip and her situation at work, but all day my mind burned with the thoughts of what might be going on. When I finally got home that night, Sohini told me that she had spoken to him about our financial problems, and the fact that we might have to sell the car. Pradip had repeated his earlier offers of a lift home, which was great but said that he would have a think on what he could offer her in the way of a rise, if anything. Sohini said that he had promised her an answer on Friday of that week.

I asked her if she had flirted with him at all, and she rolled her eyes at me. "No! Well, no more than all the girls flirt with him. No more than normal, anyway," she said, trying to relax me.

I held my hands up in surrender. "Just checking, that's all!"

Sohini smiled at me and then promised to tell me if anything was said but as the week went along, she didn't tell me that anything untoward had happened, until Thursday night. While we were washing the dinner pots, she admitted to me that Pradip had noticed her bra strap sticking out of the shoulder of her kameez. Sohini always wore nice underwear and today's bra had been a black lacy number. Pradip had cheekily asked her if she had matching panties on.

"What did you do?" I asked her, quite taken aback.

Sohini looked around to make sure the children weren't in earshot before replying. She told me that she lifted the back of her short kameez with one hand, and with the other pulled down the waistband of her salwar just under her ass.
“I just showed him my panties for few seconds and then pulled back my salwar quickly." She chuckled at my raised eyebrows. "That's all. Don't worry. Remember, I've got a meeting with him tomorrow, so it doesn't hurt to have him on my side."
(TO BE CONTINUED)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

MY WIFE SOHINI AND HER BOSS


PART2
I arranged for the sale of the car on Friday, and got a fairly good price for it. Today was the last day that Sohini would have the use of the car, as it was going to be picked up on Sunday afternoon, so I hoped that even if today's meeting didn't go as well as hoped, she would still be okay for the rides home. Her office was a long way to catch the bus in the morning, let alone the nights. It was late in the year now, and the nights were coming in earlier.

When I got home that evening, I was quite anxious to hear how she had got on with her pay request, and when we had finished our meal and the kids had gone off to their room, we sat down to talk. Sohini explained that she didn't have anything concrete to tell me, we did have some encouraging news.

"Pradip's been thinking of taking on a personal assistant," she told me. "He can't make any promises, but he thinks I would be ideal for the position and he's going to give me a formal interview on Monday. I'd have a bit more responsibility but its much better wages!"

It was excellent news, and I was really pleased for her personally as well as for us. Monday came around, and I was pretty nervous as to the outcome of her interview. She was much later getting home because of having to wait for her lift, and so I had to do the dinner for the kids, but when she did finally get in, she was full of smiles.

"Did you get it?" I asked her as she came bouncing into the kitchen.

"Sort of," she beamed, "I'm on a week's trial, but I'm confident that I'll get it permanently!" As we hugged, Sohini whispered into my ear, "I need to speak to you later though." I looked at her, and the joyous smile had gone, replaced by one which looked slightly nervous. I wasn't sure but I thought I saw her wipe a tear from her eye as she went upstairs to get changed. Luckily the children didn't pick up on it, and when she came back downstairs she was back to the normal Sohini.

When the kids had gone to bed, we sat on the sofa and asked her what she wanted to talk to me about. Sohini put her hand on my knee, and asked me if I really loved her. I replied that of course I did, and asked her to tell me what had happened.

Sohini explained that Pradip had interviewed her formally, and promised her a decision by the end of the day. She had met him at the end of the day for her promised lift and he told her that they would speak during the drive home. Pradip told her as they drove that he was very impressed with her, both by her work and by her as a person, but he didn't tell her his decision until they were nearing home. He pulled up at the road before ours, and asked Sohini how serious she was about wanting this job. Sohini told him she really, really wanted it. Then Pradip put his hand on her knee.

She had changed into a pair of pajama’s and a t-shirt since, but I remember what Sohini was wearing when she came in that evening. She had a navy button-up blouse on and a matching knee-length skirt. I gently pressed her to tell me more. She had been flirting with Pradip for a while now, surely a feel of her knee wouldn't have got her so upset.

"He wanted to know what color underwear I was wearing today," Sohini said quietly, "but he didn't ask. He ran his hand up my thigh and then pulled my skirt up to have a look."

"What did you do?" I was surprised, this was more than I had expected. I knew he was a flirt, but this was tantamount to sexual assault. He had put his hands on my Sohini.

"I didn't do anything," Sohini sighed. "I told him they were white, but he raised my skirt and looked anyway."

"You didn't stop him?"

"No, I didn't want to upset him or anything, plus I was quite surprised. It was a bit out of the blue, you know?" I nodded and Sohini continued. "He pulled my skirt up so he could see my panties, and then after a minute or so, he felt my thigh again. His hand got to the top of my thigh and he tried to touch me there, but then I did stop him."

I was stunned with the forwardness of Pradip. He was Sohini's boss and he had her in a powerful position. He knew how much she wanted - no, needed - this new job, but I didn't expect it to go this far. "Was he okay when you stopped him?"

Sohini nodded. "He said I had lovely legs," She was blushing, and I felt her hand squeeze mine tightly as she continued. "And he told me he would do anything to spend nights with me. I reminded him that I'm married, and he apologized."

"That's it?" I asked Sohini when she finished speaking, and she nodded.

"I start a week's trial tomorrow, if that's okay with you?" Sohini squeezed my hand again.

"We need the money," I told her, and I saw Sohini finally relax.
(TO BE CONTINUED)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

MY WIFE SOHINI AND HER BOSS


PART3


We did need the money - that was true. But how far was her boss going to push her?

So Sohini started the next day and everything went great for the rest of that week. When I asked her about Pradip, she said that he was still flirting heavily with her but he hadn't tried anything on. The most he had done was comment on her figure, complimenting her lips and ass but that was it.

When the week was done I asked Sohini if she felt she had done enough to get the job permanently and she told me that she would be finding out Monday one way or another, but that personally she was quite confident. That was the first inkling I had that something might be going on that I wasn't aware of. An inkling that would prove to be correct.

The weekend dragged by, as I was nervous of Monday's decision, but after it had come and gone I felt a sense of confidence during Monday as Sohini seemed really positive and didn't show any nerves at all as she left for work that morning.

She had been home from work late a couple of times during her weekly trial, but I assumed she was just putting in a bit of extra time to make a good impression. Monday night she was over an hour late though, but just as I was starting to worry, she burst through the door with a huge smile on her face and I knew straightaway that she had got the job.

"I got it!" she squealed and she ran into my waiting arms. I smelled a bitter smell on her neck as I spun her around, like a man's cologne but I never got a chance to question it as she hit me with a huge, long, lingering kiss which blew my mind.

"Everything will be great," she beamed at me, "My wages are nearly double what they were before. Just think of the money!" When she told me that, it was like a weight was lifted off my shoulders. All the financial pressure that had been such a burden was gone. We could get a new car! New Year was just around the corner and now the kids would be able to have the presents they wanted.

"That's great!" I said as Sohini took her saree and blouse off, "Does the pay rise start immediately? When can we celebrate?"

Sohini winked at me and with a naughty smile answered quietly so the kids couldn't hear. "The pay is back dated to the beginning of last week. And we can celebrate tonight - in bed, if you like?"

I was so happy that the after-shave smell on her neck went right out of my mind just then, but after we had finished having great sex that night in bed, the memory of it came back to me. I was going to ask her about it, but Sohini had fallen asleep. She had been particularly horny, wanting to do it with me in every position conceivable but I just put it all down to her being so happy. I was happy too, and didn't want to spoil anything by voicing my forming suspicions so I put it down to me being paranoid and insecure because I was no longer the main bread winner.





The following week went much as usual. I was being kept busier at work, and managed to get some extra hours, so things were really looking up for us. Sohini was so much happier in herself both at home and at work because she really enjoyed the new job. She quite often worked an extra hour or so but I didn't mind because her pay packet more than justified it.

Everything changed though, one evening in early December. It was a Tuesday night which was a day that Sohini regularly worked an hour or so late, but after two hours I called her to see if she was ok. She didn't answer straightaway but when she did there was a lot of background noise, so I wondered where she was.

"Hi sona," I said. "You're working late tonight?"

"I'm sorry," she said over the high pitched music in the background. "Some of the girls were going out for a birthday celebration of one of our colleague Nisha and asked me if I wanted to join them. I didn't realize how late it was. I won't be long though."

"Ok." I bit back a feeling of annoyance. I would love to be able to go out with my buddies after work, but because I finished work early I was always the one who had to get home for the kids. I swallowed back the resentment though. "Have fun. Just don't be too late."

"I might be an hour or so. Love you!" Sohini said and I hung up the phone. She had sounded like she was having fun, and it was a long time since she had gone out and let her hair down, so I couldn't begrudge her a night out really but I did decide to phone some of my old friends that weekend and sort myself a night out too. They were all up for it, and we made plans to hit the town that weekend. Besides some great sex, Sohini and I really hadn't celebrated overcoming our money worries, so I figured that the two of us did deserve some fun.

My mood lifted, I put the kids to bed and sat and watched a DVD while I waited for Sohini to get home. I hoped that she might be a bit drunk so that another wild romp might be a possibility but I wasn't expecting her to be as absolutely blind drunk as she was when she finally staggered through the door, over two hours since our phone call.

She was not in a right state. Her make-up was smudged, her lipstick smeared and she looked as though she had fallen through a bush or something. Her clothes were crumpled and she generally looked disheveled and a real mess. My first feeling was one of concern and I jumped up off the sofa and helped her lock the door.

"Don't worry, I'm fine... I'm fine!" Sohini hiccoughed and then collapsed laughing onto the sofa. "I had a great time... Hic!"

"I think you're ready for bed," I suggested, feeling annoyed again. This time I was fed up because by the looks of it she was too drunk to do anything, let alone the energetic, crazy sex I had been hoping for. "What have you been up to? Look at the state of you!"

I didn't mean to upset her, but I guess my tone of voice was slightly sharper than I had intended, because she suddenly shut up and stared at me. Tears welled up in her eyes. "I'm sorry," she blubbed. "I was just trying to socialize with Nisha and her friends and have a good time. I haven't had a drink for ages and..."

I sat down next to her and took her in my arms as she sobbed into my shoulder. She was mumbling something incomprehensible as I smelled that familiar smell on her neck again, like some sort of male cologne. I decided to ask her about it.

"So, you've been out just with the girls then?" I tried to make the question seem innocuous and not too suspicious sounding. "I guess you deserve to enjoy yourself. I've made plans to go out with Sushil and Dipak this weekend, if that's okay? And I thought we could go out and officially celebrate next week. A nice meal or something?"

Sohini pushed me away and rubbed at her eyes but the tears only smeared her mascara even more. She looked at me with her panda eyes and I noticed that her hands were trembling. What had she been up to?

"I'm so sorry," she mumbled to me, her eyes suddenly downcast. "I've done something bad."

"Don't be silly," I said but my heart was sinking because I had a gut feeling about what she was going to say. "Let's go to bed and forget about it."

"I fucked him again," she said and my heart stopped. Again? What did she mean 'Again?' And 'him' was...?

(TO BE CONTINUED)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

MY WIFE SOHINI AND HER BOSS


PART4

"Who? Pradip? You... fucked... him?" Fuck wasn't even a word that Sohini normally used, but she was drunk.

"Yes, Pradip. I've been - doing it - with him. He said..." Sohini burst into tears again and despite the hundreds of different conflicting emotions that were running through me at that moment, I took her into my arms again and she buried her face into my shoulders and cried her heart out.

When she finished, I asked her gently what had happened but I couldn't follow most of what she was telling me. She was drunk and slurring her words, over the top of bouts of crying, and my mind was whirling at what she was saying so most of it went in one ear and out of the other. What I did manage to gather before we went upstairs was that she had been a willing participant and that Pradip hadn't bangd her as I first suspected, but I think that he had probably used his influence and her desire for job to take advantage of her. Anger welled up inside me at him, but then a sense of pity and love for my beautiful wife replaced it. She had sacrificed this for us, for our family's well-being and security.

Then another word came into my head. Whore. I dismissed that word from my mind as soon as it appeared. Sohini wasn't a whore. She had only been with one man before me, and he had just been some kid. This had probably been incredibly difficult for her, and now she was confessing everything to me which was probably equally if not even more difficult.

"Don't leave me," she mumbled as I undressed her and put her into bed.

"I'll never leave you," I promised and put a finger to her lips to quiet her as she was about to speak again. She shut up and just stared at me, water still welling in her big brown eyes. She looked like a whore, laid there in just her pale blue petticoat, her hair all messed up and her face paint smudged like a tramp. I noticed a mark on her shoulder, which looked like a hickey. What had he done to her?

As I undressed I realized I had a huge erection. At first I thought it was just the way she looked, so cheap and slutty, that was turning me on but I came to realize as I got in bed next to her that it wasn't just that. As she snuggled up to me, still apologizing all the while, images coursed through my mind. Imaginary pictures of Pradip and her, in his car, at his house, in his office chamber where he had fucked her tonight and every single thought turned me on.

Was this natural? Surely, the thought of another man screwing my wife should make me jealous. Angry. Hell, it should make me want to kill him. And her! But it didn't. It drove me wild and I didn't know why. I turned my head to see Sohini looking at me.

"I love you," she whispered.

"I love you too," I said as I slipped my hand under the sheets, and into the lace of her petticoat. At first she objected, but when I said that I wanted my turn, she soon relented. Then as I climbed on top of her and was about to enter her, she stopped me again.

"He - finished - inside me," she said hesitantly but it didn't stop me.

"So?" I said as I slid myself into her. I wasn't disgusted by the cool wetness of her cum-filled pussy like I should have been. It felt great and again I felt myself unusually turned on by what should have been a complete turn-off. I looked down at my little whore of a wife as I started to fuck her like the slut that she was. I pounded her hard and fast before slowing down. What was I thinking? Sohini was no whore. I pushed the word out of my mind again and tried to 'make love' as we usually did but I couldn't help it. She just looked so slutty that I ended up fucking her roughly again and I was so aroused that I came inside her within seconds.

I collapsed onto the bed next to her, trying to catch my breath and apologizing for being so rough, but Sohini just giggled and said that she liked it like that - when I was rough with her. She liked it? What had Pradip done to my wife?

I lay there thinking for a while and when I rolled onto my side Sohini had fallen asleep. My mind was clear again now, the angry red mist of lust was lifted and now she looked like an angel again, albeit one with a dirty face. As I stared at her, my eyelids grew heavy and before long sleep claimed me and I fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

Sohini woke me up the following morning. She had already been in the shower and was dressed and ready for work. I could tell she didn't feel well as there were dark circles under her eyes and she looked pale and weary.

"Hung over?" I asked, and Sohini nodded. She was quiet and avoiding eye contact with me so I tried to reassure her about last night. "It's okay, you know? I still love you."

Sohini just nodded. "I need to go work," she said simply. "We should talk tonight, I suppose." She looked so miserable that I really felt for her, even though she had effectively cheated on me.

"Really. It's all right. We'll get through this," I told her. "Why don't you take the day off? I'm sure Pradip will understand, and I'll throw a sickie. We can talk when the kids have gone to college."

Sohini shook her head. "I need to go in. Pradip might be mad with me being off with a hangover. Plus, I don't want him knowing that anything is up. If he knows that I've told you, he might panic and get rid of me and we can't afford for me to lose this job."

new year was looming and a picture of the us enjoying holidays in a sea beach popped into my head. I really wanted that. Sohini was happy; we needed this job, no matter what the cost. At least until New Year.

When she had left, I got the kids up and off to college, while trying to behave as normally as I possibly could. The last thing I wanted was for them to sense anything was wrong. They had been somewhat worried about the whole money issue as well. Not much gets past children, does it? One thing I was grateful for was that they hadn't seen their mother in the state she was in last night.

Sohini came home that day on time, and she too acted as normally as possible while the kids were around. To the casual observer, you wouldn't have noticed that anything was out of the ordinary but as soon as we found ourselves alone, our normal day-to-day faces disappeared and we sat down to have a serious talk.

Sohini started out apologizing, and I sat and let her talk for a while. It all poured out then. She confessed to sleeping with Pradip regularly over a period of time and then she qualified her actions by explaining what I already knew, that she had done it for us. At first it had just been flirting, teasing him and leading him along to get him to consider her for the job, and then it had led to touching his hand under the table, discussing about our private sex life openly and then to his first kiss, which was what had landed her the week's trial. I just sat there and listened. There were a million and one questions that I wanted to ask, but I thought it best if I just let her get it all out first. Then, when I had chance to digest it all, I would ask my questions and let her know how I felt.

But could I tell her how I felt? The truth was that while I did harbor feelings of jealousy, betrayal by my wife and best friend and undercurrents of anger towards Pradip, other feelings were swimming along the surface. Feelings of arousal and excitement at what she had done. All through her confessions I was sat there with a huge hard-on, and at times I almost wasn't listening, but just looking at my wife and imagining what she was describing in my mind. I would have to suddenly block out the images, push back the desire to just fuck her right there on the sofa, and then ask her to repeat what I had just missed.

When she finally finished, she just sat there with her head bowed and her hands clasped in her lap, waiting for my reaction. What should I say? Should I make out that I was the furious husband as she probably expected, or should I be the understanding gentleman? Would that make me out to look like a wimp? If I was angry, would I upset her further than she already was? I didn't want either of those options, so should I confess to being the dirty pervert that I really was? A man who was getting unnaturally excited at the thought of his wife being a secret slut.

"Could he tell?" were the words that finally tumbled out of my mouth. Sohini looked at me confused. "Pradip-" I explained, "Could he tell that anything was wrong? Is your job still safe?"

Sohini nodded, an odd look coming across her face. "Everything's fine at work, don't worry. You don't want me to leave then? Aren't you mad?"

I put on a stern face, trying to appear angrier than I really was. "I'm angry, yes, but I understand why you did it and I understand." Sohini opened her mouth to say something but I carried on. "We need the money, so as long as you come back to me every night and it doesn't affect our sex life, then I want you to keep working there."

There it was. I had said it. Sort of, anyway. Not quite a confession about my perverted, dirty thoughts, but I was still saying that it was okay for her to keep fucking him. I wanted her to keep fucking him, I realized in that moment. Wow. I must be fucked up in the head, or something.

Sohini nodded again, clearly not getting the reaction she expected. "Okay," she said finally. "I promise it won't affect our sex life. Well, only as much as it has done already." She left it hanging, but I knew what she meant. She had been much more tigerish in bed since starting the job, and now I knew why.

"Do you enjoy it?" I asked, cagily so as not give away how much I was enjoying this. "The sex with Pradip, I mean?"

Sohini took a while to answer, giving me a long, considering look before finally nodding. "I suppose I do... well yes, okay. I enjoy it. There, I've admitted it. I'm sorry. I do enjoy sex with you as well. Just as much, it's just... different with Pradip." The words just poured out of her again, tumbling over each other and then she took a deep breath and waited for the question that she must have known was coming.

"Are you going to keep sleeping with him?"

"I don't have to, if you don't want me to." Sohini looked me straight in the eye and I could see that she was being sincere. "I could hold the job down, I think, without having to sleep with him."

"Do you sleep with him because you want to? Or because he'll fire you if you don't?" That was what I needed to know. What I wanted to know. Deep inside me, the pervert husband wanted her to say yes to the former. And she did.

"A bit of both." Sohini swallowed as she admitted the truth. "I guess I kind of enjoy it. I haven't been with anyone else except you, well apart from my boyfriend at college, so it all seemed so exciting at first."

"And now?" I prompted her to carry on.

"Okay, okay..." Sohini's shoulders slumped in resignation. I guess she thought I was going to dump her now, so she might as well tell all.
"I enjoy it, okay? He's a very attractive man, a perfect match against a beautiful woman like me. He is rich, smart, sexy and with his 6 foot 3 inch height and broad chest he is really a great fuck. Best I've ever had. And his dick's bigger than yours as well." She spat the last sentence out at me. "Is that what you wanted to hear?" she said with a mixture of spitefulness and self-loathing.

I didn't answer for a moment as I couldn't find the words to express how I felt. When I did, it wasn't what I would have expected to find myself saying. "B... B... Bigger than me?" I was stuttering, though whether it was from excitement or humiliation, I wasn't sure. My cock wasn't big, but at 5 inches I wouldn't have called it small either. I was always told that 5 to 6 inches was the national average, and I had never had any complaints in the past about my size.

"I'm sorry," Sohini started to apologize again; the heat in her voice was gone. "I don't know what's wrong with me." I knew how she felt on that score. "He has got a giant dick, and yes he is awesome in bed. I am not saying you’re not good in bed, but he is extraordinary. It’s just something special and exciting with him, that's all. He's rough with me, and I like it. I'm sorry. "

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[Ramesh_Rocky]

MY WIFE SOHINI AND HER BOSS


PART5

We sat there in silence for a moment, both wrestling with our emotions. I couldn't begin to imagine what Sohini was going through, but I was grateful for her honesty and I felt a certain admiration for her, it must have took a lot of guts for her to admit all of this. I myself was fighting down a hundred conflicting feelings - anger, hurt, humiliation and above all arousal. Not only was I imagining my wife with Pradip, but now I knew that he had given her a really good fucking. I pictured Sohini writhing underneath him as he screwed her with his massive cock. How could I ever measure up again? There was only one way to find out.

"I love you," Sohini whispered to me again. “Come to me. I know you are angry, I know you are jealous and hart. Come inside me please”. She spread her legs slightly giving me the signals for coming in. And that was it. I couldn't hold back any longer.
I pushed her back on to the sofa and practically tore her top off in my haste to get her naked. Our lips touched she gave me a welcoming smile.

I tugged her nighti down as she did the same to me, and then I literally ripped her panties off and pushed her legs apart as wide as I could.

"Fuck me," she whispered, "Please just fuck me as hard as you can. Come in me, I am sure it is the only way to cool your down. Tell me it's all okay."

"It's all okay," I said as I shoved myself roughly inside her surprisingly wet pussy. "We're going to be okay. Now shut up." I held her legs apart while I fucked her as hard as I could. If this was how she liked it, then this is how she was going to get it. Sohini's eyes closed in response, and her arms clung on to my hips, pulling me inside her as I screwed her the best I could. Her 36C breasts bounced with every thrust and I imagined them doing the same when Pradip fucked her the same way.

She had described more or less everything to me in her confession. The first thing they had done together was Sohini allowing Pradip to sniff around her neck and inside her under arms in his car on just their second ride home together. He was pretty insistent it seemed, and that was just after he had mentioned the possibility of finding a way to help out with her wages, so she had relented. Every night in the car that week she had to molest his hard cock on his request while Pradip enjoyed sniffing her body smell. He also forced her to tell him about all the intimate and private moments of our sex life like how often I fuck her, how long I do her, what is the size of my dick and even how thick my come is. On that Friday it culminated in him mentioning the possibility of him taking on a PA.

The 'formal' interview that happened on the Monday basically involved some light lip kissing and showing him her naked motherly breasts in his office. Pardip earlier confessed to her that he gets very very excited when he plays with breasts those have been used to feed babies before. Afterward on the way home he had asked if he could make love to her. "I nearly told you," Sohini had told me and I remembered her telling me about him wanting to touch the front of her panties. She had stopped him that time and just ended up giving him another hand job but that was the start of it all. "I really wanted to tell you, but I couldn't do it. I was too scared of losing you," she had said. My mind just reeled at the pictures she had painted in my mind's eye.

Of course, the hand job and allowing him to molest her motherly breasts that she used to feed my children’s before, had only got her a week's trial and she knew that he wouldn't give up trying to fuck her. Sohini said that she didn't do anything the first couple of days, but those extra hours my wife had spent after work that week trying to 'impress' her boss had involved her giving him a hand-job one night, then allowing him to suck on her breasts next. It also involved him stripping her topless and fulfilling his wish to force Sohini to suck on his giant dick. That had annoyed me again. She rarely allow me to put my cock in her mouth, but this bastard had got it first time!

I fucked while thinking about all of this, over and over again in my mind, and unsurprisingly it wasn't long before I came. I plunged myself as deep into her as I could before letting myself shoot into her pussy. Not as deep as Pradip had shot his load probably, but as far in as I could manage. We lay on the settee together afterward, both deep in thought and I went over in my head what she had told me about the first time he had fucked her.

She had done her best to 'impress' him that week, but he still wanted more. I recalled her saying after the final day of her trial that she was confident of getting the job and now I knew why. That very day she had finally promised him that she will allow him to fuck in her married pussy as long as she got the job. Monday came around and when Pradip gave her the good news that she was his new PA, she had to come good on her promise. I remembered that she was late home that night, and that was the first time I had smelled cologne on her.
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[Ramesh_Rocky]

MY WIFE SOHINI AND HER BOSS


PART6
Sohini explained that it really wasn't easy for her to do it. Up to that point she had only played with him and sucked him, which she didn't consider being truly unfaithful in today's day and age. She had thought long and hard about it that weekend, and almost didn't go to work that Monday, but she had decided that the future and welfare of our family was more important than her pride and dignity, and had elected to go with it on Monday and do what she had to do.

When I questioned her on where our marriage vows came into it, Sohini said that the whole time he was taking her clothes off in front of Pradip that first time, in the office again at work, she was thinking of our wedding and the promises we had made to each other. She broke down in tears at that point as she related the story to me, but for some sick reason I was still torn between feeling betrayed and feeling aroused.

I asked if his larger cock had made the decision to sleep with him any easier, and Sohini went bright red before wiping away her tears and honestly answering "Yes," in a quiet and embarrassed tone of voice. It was a curiosity, she explained. The first time he had exposed himself to her, in his car during one of those lifts home she had been shocked at the size of it. Sohini was only used to my modest cock, and the only guy she had slept with before me had been even smaller.

She had played around with a few lads while at college and college and had seen one or two larger dicks but she had never seen one like Pradip's, almost 9 inches when fully erect. "I did wonder how it would feel," she admitted. When they were both fully naked he had licked her married pussy to get her ready for him before turning her around and screwing her roughly over his desk. "And it felt magnificent," she admitted.

Sohini had thought it would just be the one time, and that with her 'out of his system' Pradip would leave her alone. Of course that was never going to happen. Because the sex had been so exciting and so electrifying, Sohini had let him have her a second time in the car on the way home the following night, and then that had led to a third time in the office a day or so later, eventually leading to it becoming a regular thing.

"I did want to tell you," she had sobbed. "But every time I got close to saying something, I panicked and changed my mind."

We fell asleep together on the sofa, wrapped in each others arms. We were lucky that one of the kids didn't wake up and come downstairs to catch us naked. When we woke up, we said very little to each other but not from anger - it was almost as though we were closer in some strange way and didn't need to talk. We had some supper and a drink and went to bed where we made the most incredible love yet again before an exhausted Sohini fell into a deep sleep.

I stayed awake for a while, pondering where this would go from here. We had come to an agreement that she would stay working with Pradip, and sleeping with him if she had to, but somehow we had also silently agreed that she could fuck him even if she just wanted to.

How could I begrudge her some fun? She was a very beautiful woman and she deserved much more fun than a normal house wife does. I had enjoyed many women before settling down, and I guess I felt guilty for making her settle down so young, before she had time to play around like most beautiful and gorgeous women does. Still, where did we go from here? Where would this take us?

It would lead to me finding out more and more about my beautiful Sohini, though I didn't know it at the time, she had a very dark side to her which I would never have imagined existed. This affair with Pradip had livened up our sex life, opening up a Sohini's desires and turning her from an acceptable lay into a real wildcat between the sheets. At the same time, it had opened my eyes to a new fetish which had been hidden in my subconscious until now - I enjoyed my wife fucking other men.

Now I just wanted to see it happen, in front of my own eyes. But how? If I could just find a way
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[Ramesh_Rocky]

MY WIFE SOHINI AND HER BOSS


PART7
It was incredibly strange, watching your wife go to work every morning knowing that her boss would be not only flirting with her, but possibly having sex with her. Every day while I was at work myself, I would find myself wondering if she was doing it at that moment, and if so what exactly they were doing. Where were they? In what position? A thousand visions would run through my mind every single day, and then when she got home at night I would ask her if they had done it today. Sometimes she would say no, they didn't do it today, but at least twice a week she would report yes, and then that night in bed I would get the full details.

Sohini knew it turned me on now. It was several weeks since she had first confessed to screwing Pradip, her boss and while I had never actually said out loud how it excited me, it was obvious from my the huge erection I got every time she gave me the dirty details. She would tell me everything I wanted to know - when and where and how - and then we would always have great sex straight afterwards.

That was the best thing about it. Since she had started this mini-affair with Pradip, our love life had taken off. Sohini had always been a decent lay, I wouldn't have married the girl if she wasn't, but she had become a real tiger between the sheets now. Especially when she had been with Pradip that day. She would become super-horny as she recounted the details of today's extra-marital fuck to me in bed, and quite often she would slip a hand down beneath the covers and play with my hard-on as she gave me the details. By the time she had finished, we were always both raring to go and the night would end with us ravaging each other like never before.

The fact that her hairy brown pussy had been used earlier that day by another man only served to turn me on further, as did the fact that he was much bigger downstairs. I was 5" and in the lower realms of average but Pradip was packing serious meat, according to Sohini. Her pussy wasn't quite as tight on the days where he had screwed her, but maybe that was my over active imagination.

Sohini's extra wages had been an absolute boon. It was two weeks before new year and we had managed to get the kids every present they wanted for the first time ever. The festive period in our household was shaping up to be one of the best ever!

But while I was blissfully happy with our domestic life, I yearned to take our naughty secret further. Imagining Sohini and Pradip was one thing, but I wanted to actually see it with my own eyes. Even imagining it was difficult really as I had never seen or met Pradip, so I decided that the first step was to see him. Sohini had described him to me of course, but to know what he looked like would serve to make my fantasies even more real. Maybe then, I wouldn't ache to see them fucking quite so much. My fantasies might be enough.

I asked Sohini if we should invite him over to dinner, or maybe all go out together one evening but she was horrified at the idea, saying she wouldn't feel comfortable with that at all and that it would 'interfere' with our happy little set-up. Instead I suggested that I pop in to her work one day, to perhaps take her out for her lunch hour and Sohini thought that was a much better idea so the following day I squeezed out of my job for a couple of hours and arrived at Sohini's place of work at bang on her lunch time.

I was feeling a touch of nerves for some reason. Sohini had described Pradip to me in detail, tall, good looking and quite broad, I suppose I was just feeling a little worried at what he might think to me, or maybe how he might react.

I needn't have worried. He looked just as Sohini had described, and was nothing short of charming when I introduced myself. Pradip was a good 6 or 7 inches taller than me, much broader and muscular. A man who took good care of himself, I could see why Sohini might be attracted to him. You could almost smell the wealth on him, and he had that aura around him that powerful men always seem to have, that women are inevitable drawn towards. He had a firm grip, and looked me right in the eyes as we shook hands. The cheeky bastard, he was fucking my wife!

The offices were very luxurious. I identified his personal office, marked by a golden plaque on the door marked 'Pradip Agarwal', a quite common name. The door was ajar and through it I could see a large leather-topped oak desk. The desk that Sohini had been fucked over and on top so many times.

Sohini looked nervous and uncomfortable the whole time I was there, fidgeting and wringing her hands until we left to head to the restaurant where I had booked us a table. As I drove, my imagination went in overdrive, re-picturing and re-imagining all the things that Sohini had described to me, but with the figure of Pradip now painted in fully and accurately.

"I thought you were going to say something," Sohini finally spoke as we sat down to eat.

"Why would I? I don't want to spoil anything," I assured her. "I just wanted to see what he looked like."

"And?" Sohini looked at me with an odd look on her face.

"He looked really handsome like you said."

"Okay," Sohini continued to look at me strangely. "You don't need to worry. I do love you. Really, really love you. I'm not going to leave you for him or anything. He's said since day one that this is all strictly no-strings fun, and that it's got to stay that way."

Sohini had told me all this before, to allay my initial fears about her developing feelings for him, but it was only now that I felt a little bit better about it. I realized that subconsciously I had possibly been worrying about losing my beautiful Sohini to the much richer, taller, smarter, broader, more exciting and well hung Pradip.

When I dropped her off back at work I was tempted to go in with her again, but she skipped off through the front doors of her office before I even had time to get out of the car, and I was running a bit late to get back to my work so I left it there. The first thing I did when I did get back into my office was to go straight into the toilet and beat one out furiously while imagining my wife being ruthlessly screwed over Pradip's leather and wood desk.

I sat at my desk with my laptop in front of me, and idly typed his name into Google. Pradip Agarwal. A very common name and surname at all, so I wondered it will be hard for me to find out about him. But I was able to locate him. I was surprised how much information there was on him. I found out that he co-owned two other companies besides the one that Sohini worked for. I found several business profiles and biographies about him, articles written about him and even a list of his various qualifications and business history. I guess it's hard to be anonymous when you have so much money and such a high status in the city. I even found his home address, so I looked up his home and found pictures of it on an estate agency website. I sat there in envy as I clicked on the pictures of it, a sprawling mansion like something out of an ‘NDTV GOD TIME’S Real Estates shows.

I was quite shocked at just how much information there was. If I was a criminal, or a different sort of person I could have done all sorts of things with it, but I wasn't that way inclined. Still, I filed away his information in my laptop's address book, just in case I ever needed it.

That night Sohini was late home, so I knew that they were having a 'romp day'. It had fallen into a bit of a pattern. They would quite often have sex on a Tuesday and then again on the Thursday or Friday, so that it fitted in with Pradip's life outside work. He wasn't married, but he did have several girlfriends and often went out with his buddies who were probably rich playboys too.

That night however she was very late. She did call to tell me, so I was never worried but I did wonder what the hell she was doing. I told the kids that mummy was working late, but they were in bed by the time she finally got home. She was rather drunk, and staggered in with a huge smile on her face, whispering apologies for being so late and asking if the kids were okay and in bed.

I assured her they were and asked her if she had a nice time tonight. "Where have you been?" It wasn't unusual for Sohini to be quite late, but this was the latest yet.

"Pradip took for me for something to eat and then to a hotel," she bragged. "It was great."

"A hotel?" That was a first. "Wow! What did you get up to?"

"I'll tell you later," Sohini said with a wink. "But, you'll have to be gentle with me tonight because I'm a bit sore, you know? Down there?"

"Sore! Woah... What did he do to you?" I chuckled. I couldn't wait to hear about this one.

"Well," Sohini hesitated which was also a first. Usually, she couldn't wait to tell me everything. "He was just a bit more physical. You know? And we did it twice." The last sentence sounded tacked-on and I could tell that she was holding back on something, but I didn't care. I knew I would find out that night.

When we were laid in bed, she explained in detail to me how he had softened her up with wine at some posh restaurant before taking her to an equally expensive hotel where he had the a honeymoon suite booked for the evening. Sohini told me that the 'physical' stuff consisted of him handcuffing her to the four-poster bed before having all-out, no holds, no barred sex with her in every way and every position possible.

"It was amazing," she gushed. "He even wanted me to do it up the bottom, but I didn't let him. He's getting so naughty!" I practically leapt on top of her, then calmed myself down screwed her gently like she had told me to, while she told me the rest of the story. Apparently, room service had almost caught them, and Sohini had to hide under the sheets until the fellow had gone.

She felt very wet and loose, much more so than usual, so I imagined that Pradip had really given her a good seeing to tonight. The thought made me add my cum to his fairly quickly again, and then I laid down to get some much-needed sleep. Sohini soon dropped off, but my over-active mind kept me up until the early hours, filled with images of what she had described. Something about Sohini's story tonight didn't quite seem true, but I couldn't put my finger on what it was. There was just a hesitancy about her that wasn't usually there. Obviously he had done something even ruder than she had described, something she was a bit embarrassed to confess to but I knew I would find out in time. It was probably the anal sex, I put it down to that for now anyway. I suspected he had fucked her up the arse, something she had never let me do in all our years together, and so she felt too guilty and maybe too embarrassed to tell me. I would let Sohini tell me in her own time.
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[Ramesh_Rocky]

MY WIFE SOHINI AND HER BOSS


PART8

It was the run into New Year, and I got my invite to the works New Year party. I was looking forward to taking Sohini with me like every year but her party night was on the same date, so we agreed to just go to our respective parties on our own. Sohini did offer to come to mine and forget about hers, but I told her it really didn't matter. Secretly, I really didn't want her to miss out on a good sex session with Pradip, which was inevitable considering the circumstances. There was bound to be high spirits and alcohol, and I was sure they were bound to have some great sex after the party, which I would then get the fun of hearing about.

In the week leading up to the parties, Sohini and Pradip had their usual Tuesday and Thursday time together, and the Thursday was like the week before, a very late one. Sohini got in at almost midnight, again explaining that Pradip had taken her out. This time they had been for a meal, a drink and then to Pradip's house for a drunken fuck. Pradip had paid for her to get a taxi home as they were both pretty drunk this time.

"Did you have anal again?" I cheekily inquired, trying to take advantage of her inebriated state and bluff the truth out of her. Sohini just looked at me puzzled, and shook her head.

"No way!" she slurred. "And don't ask - you're not getting any either. I'm a bit sore again," she complained as she went to the bathroom to get showered and ready for bed.

I did get some. Of course I did, I'm quite a persuasive person when I want to be but it was slow, gentle sex again. I was desperate to hear exactly what she had been up to and was a bit disappointed when Sohini was a bit reticent to share tonight's experience.

"Don't you get bored?" she asked me as I slowly fucked her, while trying to coax out the dirty details. "It was just the same as always, but in his bed this time."

"Yes, but what exactly did you do?" I continued to chip away at her.

"Just the same as always," Sohini repeated and went on to describe how they had undressed each other, then done the usual oral foreplay and finished up making lough in his bed.

"That's it?" There had to be more. Was she holding out on me? Sohini just said no and then shook her head and I gave up, making up for my disappointment by screwing her steadily until I came into her again very loose and already cum-lubricated pussy.

The night of the New Year parties came around, and we were both pretty excited. Sohini of course was looking forward to partying with her friends, and then a private party with Pradip afterwards. I was just looking forward to hearing all about it. I did have a plan in place though, a devious little plan which hopefully would fulfill my fantasy of seeing Sohini and Pradip together. Sohini had explained that Pradip had asked her if she wanted to stay at his house after the party, but Sohini said she really wanted to go home, so I offered to stay sober and pick her up from wherever she was. The plan was in place - I was going to turn up early and hopefully cop an eyeful of whatever it was she was up to.

At 11pm I got a call from Sohini to say that Pradip and her were leaving the party now and going to his house for a bit of a 'private dinner.' She said that she would call me after they were done and then she would give me the address so that I could drive over and pick her up. Little did Sohini know that I already had Pradip's home address on my PC, so the moment I put the phone down, I made my apologies to my work colleagues, jumped in the car and set off to stake out Pradip's house.

I had no idea what to expect, and I swallowed down a whole chunk of disappointment when I headed up his road. Every house on the road was huge, and every single one had a perimeter wall or fence, all with tall wooden or iron gates at the bottom of their entrance ways. I pulled up a few doors short of Pradip's place and pondered what to do next. I was no cat burglar, in fact I probably wouldn't be able to climb over the shortest fence here and Pradip's was twice as tall as that.

Feeling slightly glum, I decided to stick around for a while. There was no point in heading home only to have to make the return drive in an hour or however long they might take to have their Private dinner. I put the mobile-radio on and was sat tapping my hands on the steering wheel when a car came up the road from the opposite direction. It was a large silver Bolero, a cool beast indeed and to my delight it stopped right in front of Pradip's black iron gates. Was this them? It must be. I had beaten them here!

I held my breath as the gates opened and the car drove through them and out of sight. The gates were still open and I counted to 30, still holding my breath the whole time. They were still open, so I started the car, creeping it forward until I was in a position where I could see up the driveway. The drive went straight in side a grassy garden for maybe 50 yards before bending to the right and out of sight. The bolero was nowhere to be seen and the gates were still open. Maybe in his haste to get my Sohini into his bed, Pradip had forgotten to close them?

Offering a silent prayer to Lady Luck, I decided to take a chance and reversing my car back to its original position, I got out and walked the short distance to Pradip's house. I paused for a moment before heading up the drive, looking around for any security cameras. I didn't want to be arrested for trespassing or anything. Satisfied that I wasn't being watched, I pushed down the mixed feelings of nervousness and anticipation and headed up the driveway.

As I rounded the bend in the road, the house came into view; a modern two-story stone building set before a large round grassy garden, complete with pond and fountain. Most of the many windows were dark but two of the ground floor windows were illuminated. That was lucky - there wasn't any trees I could climb to peek in through the upper storey windows. I ran as stealthily as I could across the grass lawn towards the lit part of the house when I heard a dog bark.

I froze. Did Pradip have guard dogs? Warily I looked around but saw nothing and then I hard the same bark again, this time further out. I exhaled in relief. The dog must belong to one of his neighbors or something. As I made my way towards the house, a light came on in one of the previously darkened windows and I could see straight into the room beyond as the curtains weren't closed. I tiptoed into the shadows that lined the walls, out of the glow of the outdoor spotlights and my breath caught as I saw Sohini cross the window, followed by Pradip. They were both fully dressed, but for how long?

Sohini came into view again, standing right in front of the window. She was saying something to Pradip but I couldn't hear anything. She looked beautiful tonight. She was still wearing what she had gone out in - a figure hugging black dress that dipped down at the front to show some cleavage. She had had her black hair done at the hairdressers' especially for tonight, curly ringlets of all put up onto the top of her head in an elegant bun that showed off the curves of her neck, but as I watched she reached up and pulled out the clips that were holding it up and then sexily shook her head so that it bounced loose around her shoulders.

That was a teasing thing Sohini did sometimes for me, because she knew I loved her with her hair down and tousled, so I guessed that Pradip must like it too. Then I jumped as Sohini turned towards the window, staring straight at me, but she mustn't have seen me because she didn't start or jump at all as she drew the curtains closed. It was very dark outside and the area where I was standing was completely in shadow. I moved right up to the window and tried to look through but she hadn't left a gap at all. Annoyance and frustration surged through me for a moment, and then the light turned off so I assumed they were at it - and I was missing out!

In desperation I wondered if the room had a window around the other side, and I walked around the house to find out. At the rear of the building was the silver Bolero, along with a fleet of other cars including a Fiat and a Tata Sumo and a couple of more ordinary cars which I guessed must be his everyday or work vehicles. How much money did this guy have?

There were two windows with light glowing from them, but both were covered by curtains. I stepped in closer to the first one but all hope disappeared when I found that one also had the curtains drawn tightly shut. The second window however had a thin crack of light running vertically down the center, where the curtains were ever so slightly apart. I crossed my fingers and carefully peered through.

There they were! I couldn't see a great deal, until I crouched a little lower to where the curtain gap was at its widest point. Sohini was sitting on a white leather sofa with a glass of sparkling wine in her hand. Then again, with it being Pradip it was probably Champagne. Pradip came into view as he sat next to her. They clinked their glasses together before taking a drink but it didn't take long before the glasses were set down and they started kissing.

Even just watching them kissing got me incredibly turned on. By the time Pradip's hand started wandering up Sohini's thigh and under the hem of her knee length dress, my cock was so hard it was painful. I looked around me. There wasn't anyone around, and none of the other houses were in view of me, so I undid my zip and released my aching penis, stroking it gently as I continued to watch the show which my pretty little wife was unknowingly putting on for me.
(TO BE CONTINUED)