Adultery Not an usual couple story

[Santhosh Stanley]

Great update

[abcturbine]

Waiting for continuation.....

[gunwinny]

Cannot understand the behavior of Aishu. Waiting to read the next update. Will she turn to willing slut.

[Chitrarassu]

Superbbb

[Sr007]

Sunday Deserves a long long Update ?

[sanju4x]

Thanks a lot for remembering even the timeline right. Means a lot.

Will try to write a continuation story when time permits too. :0

This is not a forgettable story bro. I used to wait eagerly for updates.

And I guess this is one of the very few stories that can relate to reality in terms of office politics and cat fight. Hope you continue.

No other story have used Amala Paul as a better relatable figure in their stories that too when she was at her peak!

[roxanzoom]

Bhai update de do one of the phenomenal story to read
Good work highly appreciate

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 49 – What he deserves

(POV – Aishu)

How the fuck can he do that to me? Bloody Bastard! I am utterly stupid for thinking that “momentary lapse” where I let another man kiss and grope me was a big sin.

Here is my honorable husband, bringing home a stranger, confirming I am asleep and letting the same person feel and touch me! Fuck him. Fuck my guilt. He must be guilty not me.

I stood away from the bed and saw him standing shocked and his asshole friend who was still staring at my breasts over my dress as if he wanna bite and chew them. 

“Aishu.. I’m..”

“Stop it. Don’t talk. Don’t talk anything ok?”

“No Aishu.. I’m really sorry. I never..”

“Just stop Arjun.”

“Do you know what happened today?”

“…”

“Do you know what is happening around from the day you started to London?”

“….”

“Do you even know what I was going through right from the day I returned from Shimla?”

Now, he looked confused. Well. It added to my anger.

“So, you know nothing. A guy tried to misbehave with me in Shimla and I let him do that for a moment. Just for a moment and I started thinking about you and pushed him away and I was feeling guilty to have cheated you just for a moment of life.”

“Aishu..”

“Stop the fuck. But, you here, you damn fucker, you let another guy watch me and touch me while I was asleep and you are getting a hard-on by that.”

“No Aishu. I..”

“Oh no? No? Let’s see.”

I wanted to get him hurt and I did what came to my mind immediately.

“What’s your name?”

“Gautham”

“Come here and touch my boobs”

“What?” Both shouted in chorus.

“Just touch it you motherfucker. That’s why you came here right?”

He moved nearby shamelessly and his hand moved slowly upward and touched my breasts.

“Why are you touching it like a pussy? Just touch and squeeze it!”

He did that and now, I looked at my wonderful hubby.

“See? You like what you see hubby? Your wife’s boobs being touched by another man before you. That’s what you messaged him in skype right? Just watch.”

“Please Aishu no. It was a mistake. Please.”

“No. No. Ajju. I need you to watch.”

“Just stop Aishu. Please don’t make me beg.”

“Make you beg? Haha. I tried reaching your love and feelings by saying I love you and I trust you after I saw your skype messages and here you are talking about begging. Gautham. Squeeze it harder”

I could see the pain in Ajju’s eyes and I felt better and my anger still remained and I wanted him to understand his mistake and I just thought of something that would make him understand the consequences.

“Ajju are you watching?” 

I asked looking at him and when he tried to come nearby to pull Gautham away, I moved near Gautham and took his hands and kept his hands in my hip, and he started squeezing them harder and even hurting me in the process and I moved on closer to him and hugged him and his hands moved around my ass-cheeks and he started kneading them for me. 

I was even able to feel the bulge of his cock which must be huge by the feel hitting me just under my stomach and I hugged him closer and moved my head over to watch Ajju.

He was transfixed and was looking so shocked at us. I felt this is enough. I ain’t a slut to fuck this stranger for teaching him a lesson. I just wanted him to get an idea of how stupid his fantasies where and so I turned to move away from Gautham and moved my eyes away from Ajju. But, this Gautham’s hands pulled me again by squeezing my ass harder and he hugged me tighter and kissed my neck and started sniffing it and I tried to resist it and move away and I noticed a movement where Ajju stood. I moved my eyes slightly and saw something that I shouldn’t have. Something that would change me a rock. A big rock with no feelings.

My fucking hubby’s hands were moving slowly towards his bulge and I could see he has got a hard-on as Gautham’s hands have already moved above to touch my bottom and he was in the process of finding a way to get his hands inside to touch my cunt.

Rage build up on me like hell and I stared at Ajju who was still watching Gautham’s hands and its movements while rubbing himself and when he saw, I’m staring at him, he shouted back. 

“Aishu. Please stop this. I can’t take it. Please.”

But, the hard-on was still on.

I pushed Gautham away, for a moment, after some efforts and gave him a tight slap.

“What the fuck is that? “ I pointed his bulge. 

“Aishu.. Er.. That..”

And when he was talking a hand touched my hip and started caressing my ass cheeks. Damn. I turned towards him and I saw a bulge in his shorts too. And by the size of the bulge, I found a new way to hurt Ajju. My pervert hubby.

“Remove your shorts. Gautham. That’s your name right?”

He nodded and once looked at Ajju and I saw Ajju nodding his head as no but, the new guy started removing his shorts and he wore no briefs that day and the sight of his member made me yelp for a second.

“Oh”

I went near him and when Ajju came between me to apologise , I pushed him and said, “Watch Ajju. See how much I love you and make your skype calls better!”

I went near him and touched his cock and it was rock hard and at least 1 inch bigger than Ajju in length and another 0.5inches in width. I started peeling his skin down and started moving it up. 

I’ve never touched a cock other than Ajju’s and have never imagined Indian men have such large cocks and even for a moment my mind wandered about how it will feel to have my vagina filled with such a big piece of meat. I heaved out a breath and controlled my senses.

His skin was loose and the whole skin could easily come down whereas Ajju has tight skin which doesn’t come easily even during shagging. I forgot for a second I was Aishu and all I felt was to abuse Ajju and I started moving my hands faster as the guy’s hands squeezed my breasts.

Faster and faster and faster.. And he came with a big moan.

I turned towards Ajju who was visibly shaken and this time with no hard on and with red eyes and said, “He has a better cock than you. Way better. And he lasts long during shagging where you won’t control even for a minute. I just think how it would be to have his long and huge cock inside me, where you alone have ever been.”

“Stop it Aishu.” My loving shouted and I kept my finger on lips and said, “shhhh” while staring at him.

“You are a disgusting person but, I haven’t become like you yet. YET.”

I turned towards Gautham, looked his eyes and said, “Just leave the house now. Never ever try contacting us. If you try, I will ruin you. I know you have a family. Facebook helped“

Gautham looked at me and his cock again started waking up, within seconds of cumming. “Impressive” I thought in mind and he must have understood it and he gave me a crooked smile and a more crooked version at Ajju who had no strength to talk back and he started walking out and I lied down in bed and gave a smile to him and turned my head and said to the embarrassed hubby.

“Sleep in hall. Or worse places like shoe stand. Even that’s a better place for you.”

[Mylife4u]

Hi Guys

I am so overwhelmed by the comments that I really wanna end the story and start a new one with a fresh storyline and resuming my writing. 

Thanks to all who made me happy with the comments. Please do comment more when you feel like

Love
MyLife4U

[abcturbine]

Hi Guys

I am so overwhelmed by the comments that I really wanna end the story and start a new one with a fresh storyline and resuming my writing. 

Thanks to all who made me happy with the comments. Please do comment more when you feel like

Love
MyLife4U

Amazing update....
Why you want to end such a beautiful story.....It has great potential of becoming one of the best....
If you have some other story line in mind start a new thread........
Kindly continue this...
Waiting for more...

[Rocky the millf hunter]

Hi Guys

I am so overwhelmed by the comments that I really wanna end the story and start a new one with a fresh storyline and resuming my writing. 

Thanks to all who made me happy with the comments. Please do comment more when you feel like

Love
MyLife4U

Too soon don't end this story this much Early I need to know about gautham crook smile when he left

[Givemeextra]

Hi Guys

I am so overwhelmed by the comments that I really wanna end the story and start a new one with a fresh storyline and resuming my writing. 

why, why why ???
You don't close a business when it starts to grow....You can diversify but not close existing one
Pls continue this story [for our pleasure]  and start fresh one [for your desire]

[Saikarthik]

Continue....

[masud93]

super,,, but need to continue,,,,,
what next, what next

[masud93]

and need early update

[Gilmalover]

Fantastic update. Will Aishu divorce the disgustive creep Ajju?

[Ro.hitbig]

You can end it with an epilogue least

Wanna know what is in your mind about the consequences

[roxanzoom]

Plz continue it really bng and hv potential for the blockbuster story

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 50 – Fucked up

(POV – Ajju)

It’s all fucked up. My whole life. Completely, entirely fucked up. 

My loving wife, who I came to just know, has even pushed her carnal desires and came clean for me from Shimla and I made the same person to shag another guy in front of my own eyes. Damn. I felt bad. Worst. Disgusted.

I came out of the hall and sat in the corner of the room near a shoe stand and started whimpering thinking about what all I have did and whimper grew into tears and I wasn’t able to control the tears.

“Bang!”

The door to the bed room closed and along with it, my rights to be a proper husband. I sat there for some more time and crawled up in the floor and slept.

The night passed with intermittent sleep and gibberish nightmares and when the sun rose, I was completely awake. 

Calling bell sounded by 6 and I knew it was the milk boy and I got the milk pocket from him and noted the bedroom door was still locked. I walked past it to the kitchen with heavyset eyes and boiled the milk and started preparing the breakfast myself with the rice flour.

When I was almost completing the breakfast, I heard the door open and I stood heads down with no strength to see her face. I was able to hear Aishu walking towards the kitchen and crossing me, nearing the fridge and she drank some water and she passed away again. Ignoring me as if I was not even there.

She walked here and there and after a while she came out and I grew up some balls and called her name,

“Aishu..”

She turned and gave me a look. A kind of look none would ever wanna see in your wife’s eyes.

“You can’t even use my name. You lost that place already. You are still here as I don’t want neighbours to know about you or things that happened. Don’t take advantage because of this. Just leave.”

“I am sorry Aishu.”

She gave me a sharp look again and said, “You are disgusting”, and she left for work. 

That day was one of the longest days in my life. I was like a corpse walking at office with no mood to eat, smile or work or do anything at all. I was just repenting for my sins.

The same night when I came home, I found the inner prepared at the table with the bedroom door locked from inside. I knocked the door for a few times with no response and I just had to sleep in the living room again as those slippers in the entrance. And eventually I slept after a long night again.

Two days passed like this and then I found the bedroom door open when I reached home and I entered in to see my beautiful wife in an cute striped tshirt with predominant white colour and a knee length skirt. May be it’s been a while since I made love to her or that the fact I’m simply human, I felt an urge in my groin to sit along and try doing something, but, I resisted. I washed my face and came out to see our favorite song playing in the TV. The song she used to sing and the very same song I wanted her to sing to me forever during the nights.

I could feel my eyes getting moist and also, Aishu wiping her eyes. I went near her.

“Sorry Aishu”

“Why? Why? Why did you? How could you?”

She asked and started wiping her tears off but she never cried but just tears streaming down like a river. I went near and tried touching her.

“Just stop”

“Please I’m sorry.”

“Don’t touch me.”

“Please forgive me.”

Tears fell from my eyes too and it doubled up in her eyes.

“Just move Ajju.”

Ajju. How long it has been since she called me so. Just 3 days. But it felt like an eternity.

“Sorry Aishu”

I kissed her forehead. She tried pushing me away. 

“I’m really sorry Aishu.” 

I started moving my hands around her, hugging her into my chest. I could sense her warm tears in my chest, seeping into my shirt’s material.

“Forgive me honey”

I kissed her forehead and she still tried pushing me away, but, weaker. I kissed her eyes. Wiped the tears with my lips and fingers both.

Her arms moved around me and wrapped me tightly.

“Please dear. Forgive me.”

My teary eyes met her eyes as I kissed her wet cheeks and kissed them again. And again and again and so on. Her arms closed into me tightly and her eyes closed .

I moved her to the bed and it was like some fiery animals in heat. She was filled with anger and I was filled with guilt and we both wanted the feelings to be consumed. 

I kissed her neck and she started biting my earlobes and I kissed her lips while she pulled my hairs strongly and my arms went around her body and moving her to bed, I too got into the bed.

My knees spread around her and I moved over her and my loving wife, still teary eyed, dug my back with her fingernails, which hurt and also, I cared less about the pain and my hands started pushing her tshirt away and her hands worked on my shirt buttons. We kissed infinite times during this undressing process and my knee pushed her skirt up and my hand pushed it further up and her skirt covered her navel now and opened up her girl paradise to me.

And then, it was just few minutes when I pushed her panty away and my pants unbuttoned and unzipped. And her bra flew away and my hands cupped the fleshy right globe which was my favorite and I kissed the tip of it and she pulled my hairs again and I started sucking it like a hungry child and she let out her moans and my hand moved down to touch her wet mound and inserted the middle finger into the sloppy entrance and due to the wetness, it slid in easily and I started fingering her, while she sucked my ears and I, her breasts. 

I readjusted myself and helped moving my pants further down, freeing my member in the process and my cock touched her vagina and due to the abundant wetness, it started sliding in and she opened the eyes, only to meet my eyes which came up to kiss her lips and I could see a scare in her eyes, followed by something. Hatred.

She slapped me and pushed me away and pulled the bed cover over her. 

“You bastard. Trying to fuck me in the same bed where you tried offering me to another guy? How dare you? You ruined my happiness and even now, when I tried forgiving you, I can’t. Because, you were such a cunt. A cuckold.”

“Aishu.”

“Don’t ever say name. All I could sense is hatred. You are a cuckold. That’s what you wanted to be right? Yes. I read about it. I thought I could forget and forgive that. But, no I can’t. Just go away you little fucker.”

And she started sobbing and I went near he, touched her shoulders and she pulled my fingers and twisted them hard as much it would hurt and shouted.

“Damn it! Never touch me. Never ever. Just go out you mothafucking piece of shit.”

And I walked away naked, like a loser as I deserve to be, out of the bedroom and I could hear her sobs and my eyes shed tears down.

It was 3 AM, I was still awake and I went inside the room for a piss and I was stunned to see the PC was on and it was playing some porn video of a foreigner fucking an Indian girl like a whore and Aishu fingering herself hard with the moans and half closed eyes. Damn. She has never fingered herself, she would only do something in her own way, without touching herself.

She sensed the sound and turned to look at me. And her eyes looked strange as if she has transformed to someone else and she turned again to the screen and resumed fingering. With heavy moans and words.

“Yes. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me like a real man.”

[Mylife4u]

Hello All,

Thanks for the responses once again.

The story will continue for another 6-7 episodes and then, part 1 would end. Then, I will try harder to make a part 2 or start a new story with new characters.

Love,
MyLife4U