24-06-2022, 09:16 PM
Nice one. Waiting to see what is left for the day from Aishu. invite Gautam?
Adultery Not an usual couple story
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24-06-2022, 11:02 PM
thanks,,,,, need some ACTION bro
26-06-2022, 12:43 PM
Wow. Excellent. Humiliation begins
26-06-2022, 12:55 PM
Waiting for the update
27-06-2022, 05:07 PM
Real awesome update just a suggestion humiliate more the hubby till he drops to knees and make her wife kick him out of the house. Transfer the lady to some romantic mountains site let her meet a new guy who heal all her wounds and the hubby comes back the lady again humiliates her showing her some glimpse of sexual encounter with the new person who heal her wound. Make this story a humiliation of hubby but a romantic erotic full of romantic love slow seducing erotic story.
09-07-2022, 12:47 AM
Chapter 54 - Frustration
(POV – Ajju)
It took all my resolve to abstain myself from hitting something there or breaking something. How can she do something like that? Showing her cleavage to coffee boy and her underarms to a helper guy and damn it, talking to him about her measurement and choice of bras.
I felt humiliated and I wanted to control my anger but I couldn’t. I turned towards her and moved near her just to notice that her saree pallu has fallen a bit down the usual neckline exposing her cleavage line much more prominent. I got even more angry and frustrated. Everything has it limit.
“AISHU!”
“Honey. Take a snap. Now.”
She said this and moved towards a handrail and kept her hand there exposing more of her shaved armpits and her visible neckline. I was about to talk back and her voice changed.
“I need the pic. NOW.”
As a loser I am, I reluctantly took my phone out of the pocket and opened the camera. As the camera was in front cam mode, I could see 3 teenage guys standing behind me, looking so intense at her and chuckling among themselves, I turned to look at them and they were giggling and seeing my wife’s neckline and I wanted to hit them in the face.
“Ajju. Take a snap na.” She cooed. But, her eyes had a glint of mischief and determination both.
I had no choice but to take the pic while knowing way better that 3 guys and much more I donno are ogling at my wife’s dusky cleavage and the clean shaved arms.
“Shall we leave?” I asked
“Wait honey. What’s the haste?”
And she turned a bit towards the handrail pushing her fleshy buttocks away from the body and keeping her elbows over the handrail, she turned towards me and said, “Now take a snap.”
Her eyes looked like determined and aggressive.
I had no choice but to take the pic and I couldn’t help but notice that her ass was pushed sexily with the help of her heels and more of the cleavage and one side of her boobs were visible more due to the falling pallu and her whole pose was seductive.
Now, I could almost hear the comments of those guys and I was so sure those guys are going to make my wife, their fantasy girl for tonight’s masturbation session.
As I was taking the pic, I was able to remember the similar incidents that happened some time ago, where I took her to theatre and a guy watching and commenting bad about her made me horny. But, now when she is compelling me to do something, I feel disgusted and wanted to run away from all of this.
With all the anger growing inside me and my own inability to speak against her for my past deeds, I bit my teeth and let out a low voiced hiss, “Shall we leave?”
And about the same time, one guy from behind spoke something about getting late for a movie and they started moving and I could see a dash in Aishu’s eyes the sametime.
“Change of plans. We are going to movie.”
“What??”
“Yes. I wanna go. “
“What movie?”
“I don’t care. Some movie.”
And I like a robot moved towards the mall’s Luxe cinemas, a modern era cinema hall and obtained us two tickets for a latest hindi movie. Our seat was in middle row as it was last minute booking and also there were no couple seats available at the screen too. Aishu walked inside leading me and all the while in silence as if I am some stranger and took her seat and I sat next to her. After few minutes a guy in his 20s probably walked inside and sat next to her and another two guys in almost 40s came and sat next to me.
The movie began and to my irritation the movie had no subtitles and so I was not able to understand anything that happened. The seat was very comfortable and Aishu was leaning on the seat with her legs crossed and she seemed to have adjusted her saree properly but, in sometime it came down again. May be blame the saree’s material.
I at times saw her nearby guy who has come alone to the theatre ogling at her and turning when I saw him. Irritation to irritation follows me I thought myself and sat still.
Then came a song that was taken in snow-clad alps with the hero in his full covered jacket and the heroine in her 2 piece suit kissing each other and hero’s arms resting in heroine’s hip. And this snow filled screen made the hall brighter and as we were in middle, the light illuminated on us too. And then it happened.
I felt a hand in my thigh and it belonged to my beautiful wife who doesn’t talk to me anymore. I thought it was an accident and she disproved it by drawing some lines in my thighs over the jeans and moving her hands slightly upper and upper. I felt a chill go through my spine and I felt horny as hell as it has been a while since she touched me like this.
I turned to look at her and her head was bent down and I couldn’t see her face but it was rather clear that the guy next to her is watching her hands. I felt embarrassed to let her touch me first and not initiating the touch. As a man, I should have started this but, only God knew, she got horny in the atmosphere.
I slightly touched her visible arms in the sleeveless blouse and moved my hands towards her shoulders and her other hand touched mine and twisted my fingers as much it hurt.
“Ah”
“Don’t you dare touch me you pervert.” She hissed inside my ear. I was dumbfound. After this again her hands moved towards my thighs and started rubbing my thighs. I was confused. She touches me and makes me horny but, can’t I touch her?
And the very moment, she moved from her seat towards mine and I could see her cleavage in the proximity and the smell of her and her perfume combined. I could feel the middle aged man near me looking at her too and her other hand moved towards my cheek and rubbed it and her lips came near mine.
I could feel the shiver on me and I went nearby as reflex and suddenly her lips touched mine and she took the lip inside hers and started kissing and as I thought, my penis turned rock hard and started growing. Her other hand still rubbed the thigh and moved towards my zip started touching the area over the jeans.
As this was happening, I could feel 2 pair of eyes, may be 3 pairs of eyes, were on us and I’m sure they must be getting hard-on too. Her perfume smell was all around and the 20s guy near her must be seeing the deep cut blouse from behind and her shaped ass in seating while, the other man must be seeing her cleavage a bit and our cuddling and kissing.
But, I wasn’t caring about who watched. My long hiatus away from sex made my body turn like a boiler and I touched her hip and started nibbling her navel with my fingers and I started touching her shoulders and moved my hands closer to hug her.
And, She bit my lips hard and I had to suppress the scream from others hearing me and she bit it real hard and she took her hands away immediately and moved away from me and looked at me.
I could see the beautiful eyes of her staring at me and deep inside and she opened my mouth and spoke, this time louder and audible to both guys near me and her.
“Even after all this your penis hasn’t woke up?”
“What?”
“Shit. I must have married a real man with a real cock.”
“Ais..”
“Stop it. Please stop it. I wore such a slutty dress for you and I never care who saw me and let you hold my breasts and play with my navel.”
“…”
“I even kissed you hard and shook your limp penis for almost 5 minutes and no change. No change at all.”
“What are you..”
“Don’t talk. I must have married a man. Real man. Not a wimp like you. You cheated me with your useless cock that I sleep every night crying.”
“Hey.”
“Why do you marry? Why should a man like you marry and hurt your wife? When you are made like this. Get lost.”
She shouted and stood up and started walking. The guys around me started looking at me and I had to walk out with bent head, hurt like anything and embarrassed. And I know her last line was not the act but real words from her heart. And it hurt me more and I walked faster to move away from the theater and people as far as possible.
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(POV – Ajju)
It took all my resolve to abstain myself from hitting something there or breaking something. How can she do something like that? Showing her cleavage to coffee boy and her underarms to a helper guy and damn it, talking to him about her measurement and choice of bras.
I felt humiliated and I wanted to control my anger but I couldn’t. I turned towards her and moved near her just to notice that her saree pallu has fallen a bit down the usual neckline exposing her cleavage line much more prominent. I got even more angry and frustrated. Everything has it limit.
“AISHU!”
“Honey. Take a snap. Now.”
She said this and moved towards a handrail and kept her hand there exposing more of her shaved armpits and her visible neckline. I was about to talk back and her voice changed.
“I need the pic. NOW.”
As a loser I am, I reluctantly took my phone out of the pocket and opened the camera. As the camera was in front cam mode, I could see 3 teenage guys standing behind me, looking so intense at her and chuckling among themselves, I turned to look at them and they were giggling and seeing my wife’s neckline and I wanted to hit them in the face.
“Ajju. Take a snap na.” She cooed. But, her eyes had a glint of mischief and determination both.
I had no choice but to take the pic while knowing way better that 3 guys and much more I donno are ogling at my wife’s dusky cleavage and the clean shaved arms.
“Shall we leave?” I asked
“Wait honey. What’s the haste?”
And she turned a bit towards the handrail pushing her fleshy buttocks away from the body and keeping her elbows over the handrail, she turned towards me and said, “Now take a snap.”
Her eyes looked like determined and aggressive.
I had no choice but to take the pic and I couldn’t help but notice that her ass was pushed sexily with the help of her heels and more of the cleavage and one side of her boobs were visible more due to the falling pallu and her whole pose was seductive.
Now, I could almost hear the comments of those guys and I was so sure those guys are going to make my wife, their fantasy girl for tonight’s masturbation session.
As I was taking the pic, I was able to remember the similar incidents that happened some time ago, where I took her to theatre and a guy watching and commenting bad about her made me horny. But, now when she is compelling me to do something, I feel disgusted and wanted to run away from all of this.
With all the anger growing inside me and my own inability to speak against her for my past deeds, I bit my teeth and let out a low voiced hiss, “Shall we leave?”
And about the same time, one guy from behind spoke something about getting late for a movie and they started moving and I could see a dash in Aishu’s eyes the sametime.
“Change of plans. We are going to movie.”
“What??”
“Yes. I wanna go. “
“What movie?”
“I don’t care. Some movie.”
And I like a robot moved towards the mall’s Luxe cinemas, a modern era cinema hall and obtained us two tickets for a latest hindi movie. Our seat was in middle row as it was last minute booking and also there were no couple seats available at the screen too. Aishu walked inside leading me and all the while in silence as if I am some stranger and took her seat and I sat next to her. After few minutes a guy in his 20s probably walked inside and sat next to her and another two guys in almost 40s came and sat next to me.
The movie began and to my irritation the movie had no subtitles and so I was not able to understand anything that happened. The seat was very comfortable and Aishu was leaning on the seat with her legs crossed and she seemed to have adjusted her saree properly but, in sometime it came down again. May be blame the saree’s material.
I at times saw her nearby guy who has come alone to the theatre ogling at her and turning when I saw him. Irritation to irritation follows me I thought myself and sat still.
Then came a song that was taken in snow-clad alps with the hero in his full covered jacket and the heroine in her 2 piece suit kissing each other and hero’s arms resting in heroine’s hip. And this snow filled screen made the hall brighter and as we were in middle, the light illuminated on us too. And then it happened.
I felt a hand in my thigh and it belonged to my beautiful wife who doesn’t talk to me anymore. I thought it was an accident and she disproved it by drawing some lines in my thighs over the jeans and moving her hands slightly upper and upper. I felt a chill go through my spine and I felt horny as hell as it has been a while since she touched me like this.
I turned to look at her and her head was bent down and I couldn’t see her face but it was rather clear that the guy next to her is watching her hands. I felt embarrassed to let her touch me first and not initiating the touch. As a man, I should have started this but, only God knew, she got horny in the atmosphere.
I slightly touched her visible arms in the sleeveless blouse and moved my hands towards her shoulders and her other hand touched mine and twisted my fingers as much it hurt.
“Ah”
“Don’t you dare touch me you pervert.” She hissed inside my ear. I was dumbfound. After this again her hands moved towards my thighs and started rubbing my thighs. I was confused. She touches me and makes me horny but, can’t I touch her?
And the very moment, she moved from her seat towards mine and I could see her cleavage in the proximity and the smell of her and her perfume combined. I could feel the middle aged man near me looking at her too and her other hand moved towards my cheek and rubbed it and her lips came near mine.
I could feel the shiver on me and I went nearby as reflex and suddenly her lips touched mine and she took the lip inside hers and started kissing and as I thought, my penis turned rock hard and started growing. Her other hand still rubbed the thigh and moved towards my zip started touching the area over the jeans.
As this was happening, I could feel 2 pair of eyes, may be 3 pairs of eyes, were on us and I’m sure they must be getting hard-on too. Her perfume smell was all around and the 20s guy near her must be seeing the deep cut blouse from behind and her shaped ass in seating while, the other man must be seeing her cleavage a bit and our cuddling and kissing.
But, I wasn’t caring about who watched. My long hiatus away from sex made my body turn like a boiler and I touched her hip and started nibbling her navel with my fingers and I started touching her shoulders and moved my hands closer to hug her.
And, She bit my lips hard and I had to suppress the scream from others hearing me and she bit it real hard and she took her hands away immediately and moved away from me and looked at me.
I could see the beautiful eyes of her staring at me and deep inside and she opened my mouth and spoke, this time louder and audible to both guys near me and her.
“Even after all this your penis hasn’t woke up?”
“What?”
“Shit. I must have married a real man with a real cock.”
“Ais..”
“Stop it. Please stop it. I wore such a slutty dress for you and I never care who saw me and let you hold my breasts and play with my navel.”
“…”
“I even kissed you hard and shook your limp penis for almost 5 minutes and no change. No change at all.”
“What are you..”
“Don’t talk. I must have married a man. Real man. Not a wimp like you. You cheated me with your useless cock that I sleep every night crying.”
“Hey.”
“Why do you marry? Why should a man like you marry and hurt your wife? When you are made like this. Get lost.”
She shouted and stood up and started walking. The guys around me started looking at me and I had to walk out with bent head, hurt like anything and embarrassed. And I know her last line was not the act but real words from her heart. And it hurt me more and I walked faster to move away from the theater and people as far as possible.
09-07-2022, 12:49 AM
Chapter 55 – Disappointments
(POV – Aishu)
I was angry on myself. I really was. None might believe me after all those things that I did today. But, as I walked out of theater and saw Ajju coming behind all embarrassed, humiliated and defeated, I even felt sorry for him but, one thing I did know is he brought this to himself. His deeds lead to his current predicament.
I silently walked to the parking and stood near the car and he came few seconds later and opened the car. The whole ride back we were silent and I could see the hurt and anger in his eyes and face. I felt pity and thought enough is enough. I shall be done with this today and we will begin things fresh from tomorrow. Even the thought of putting an end to this chapter of our life felt so good and I even let out a small smile in my lips which Ajju saw and his lips tightened more in anger. I giggled again thinking how naïve he is and to solve things back at home.
After travelling through Chennai traffic, Home arrived and I got in and he parked the car and got behind me.
As soon as he entered home and locked the door, I went near him and opened my mouth.
“Hey”
Pat.
I was shocked and even about to fall down. He has slapped me. It took me few seconds to balance myself and understand what he did. I could feel the tears welling up and the stinging pain in my cheeks.
“How dare you?”
“…”
“How can I even think of doing that? Talking about my manhood and my abilities before strangers and lying about it.”
“Hey”
“Just stop Slut.”
Saying this he pulled my saree which in turn pulled the safety pin attached to the blouse and the force caused my blouse to tear up, exposing more of my shoulders and he caught hold of my hand in his other hand and tightened the grip, in the process, hurting my hand.
“Hey leave me.”
“Leave you? Why should I leave you?”
He pushed me down on the floor and he too pulled himself down and the chillness of the floor hit my open back in the blouse.
He now positioned himself as if he sitting over me but his bum was in air and caught hold of my both hands with his one hand and lifted my face with other hand to look at him.
“Look at me. You fool. You know how I felt when you said all those things? That too what I hold precious and important. Damn you.”
His hands started forcibly unhooking my blouse exposing my costly bra in the process and along with it 1/3rd of my bunnies. I tried protesting and pushing him but his hand was tightly holding me.
“And you are trying to bite my lips. I will show you the taste of your own medicine now.”
Saying this, He bent down and took my lips inside his and while I tried to protest, the old wife in me started liking this. My husband is getting angry about other men seeing me and me flaunting my assets to strangers. He has never did that but now he has even slapped me. Only now he proves he is my husband and I felt so good being under him but, I tried not to show my happiness much.
As he bent down and kissed, he was now sitting over my thighs and I could not bear his weight and the thighs pained but even then, I bear the pain and felt happy about the current turnarounds.
And slowly he started biting my lower lips, lighter and lighter and a bit heavy. He chewed my lips like pan inside his mouth and his hands moved to touch my bra covered boobies and he started crushing them. The crush wasn’t soft but rough and was of a man who was angry and desperate. It felt like a man. I felt so horny now that I widened my legs to let go the wetness out of my oozing pussy without his knowledge.
And after 30 seconds of biting my lip and hurting it, he straightened himself and asked, “How do you feel now? It hurts eh? The same way it hurt me?”
I just nodded yes with my face still angry and grim outwards. I wanted to push him now over me again and kiss his lips and wanted to give other many kisses in face and say , “Let’s start things fresh honey.”
Before I could do anything or release my hands, he continued talking.
“Not only in theatre, but you showed your cleavage and spoke about your cup size to some strangers and teenage boys and they were ogling as if they wanna eat or bang you in the same place. How the hell? But, I left even that out as I know beauty has to be exposed rather than saved. But, in theatre, you made me the angriest man and you are going to pay for it.”
Beauty is to be exposed? What is he talking? I felt irritated by the way he is talking now. If yes, then was he only angry for what I said about his dick not getting a hard-on and is he ok with strangers seeing my cleavage and sexy positions and later masturbate. I could feel my heart getting hardened again and he put a seal to it once for all.
“What the hell I did? Showed your pics to strangers. That’s all. All were foreigners and one guy was able to understand me and my feelings so, I spoke with him. After all you are my property and why shouldn’t I share your pics with other?”
I was mad as hell and still waited for him to complete his fucking monologue. What a wimp. I felt terribly numb.
“Ya, Ya. I accept it was a bit too much bringing a guy to home. But, I was weak then and did a mistake. After all, it was my fantasy from the days we were in love. So, when obtained a chance, I tried for it. But, in return, you will do all this? And hurt me and my feelings? Damn you. Damn you slut. I will show you who I am. “
He tore the blouse in a go and pulled my bra up with the hooks still on and tightening my flesh he started sucking my boob and occasionally, making teeth marks. But, the pain of his teeth was nothing compare to what he spoke about now. I thought he realized his mistakes but, he isn’t one to realize his mistakes unless really punished. He has shared my pics not only with that guy but many others too and he is proud about it and saying that I am his property. But, I should show him wife isn’t a property but a partner. No no. I must show him what a piece of shit he is and make him my property. My slave.
“Ajju.”
He stopped sucking and lifted his head to see me.
“Please come near me. I need to say you something.”
He moved forward and came near my face.
“What?”
Thuuu.
I spit in his face and as he was busy sucking, my hands were free and I pushed him away and kicked his groin in a faster motion and he twisted his face in pain.
“What? I am your property? So, You can share my pics, let others touch me and will even share me. Who knows, you might even sell me for a price. “
He was catching his hurt balls as the kick’s force was huge and tried to reply something and I stood and sat in the sofa and looked at him and spit again over him. His anger and twisted face has long gone and there was a bit scare in his face and the realization of what he did and what he spoke.
“Sorry Aishu.”
“Sorry? No no no. you aren’t sorry. I thought you are but, I am a fool.Even today, you actually never minded about strangers looking at your wife’s cleavage and thinking all possible evil thoughts about me. And you even try justifying you sharing me.”
“No.”, He gave out a small sound.
I stood up with my saree completely undressed and bra lifted and blouse torn. I then looked at him and corrected my bra, throw away my blouse at his face and said,
“Come inside the bedroom. Fucker.”
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(POV – Aishu)
I was angry on myself. I really was. None might believe me after all those things that I did today. But, as I walked out of theater and saw Ajju coming behind all embarrassed, humiliated and defeated, I even felt sorry for him but, one thing I did know is he brought this to himself. His deeds lead to his current predicament.
I silently walked to the parking and stood near the car and he came few seconds later and opened the car. The whole ride back we were silent and I could see the hurt and anger in his eyes and face. I felt pity and thought enough is enough. I shall be done with this today and we will begin things fresh from tomorrow. Even the thought of putting an end to this chapter of our life felt so good and I even let out a small smile in my lips which Ajju saw and his lips tightened more in anger. I giggled again thinking how naïve he is and to solve things back at home.
After travelling through Chennai traffic, Home arrived and I got in and he parked the car and got behind me.
As soon as he entered home and locked the door, I went near him and opened my mouth.
“Hey”
Pat.
I was shocked and even about to fall down. He has slapped me. It took me few seconds to balance myself and understand what he did. I could feel the tears welling up and the stinging pain in my cheeks.
“How dare you?”
“…”
“How can I even think of doing that? Talking about my manhood and my abilities before strangers and lying about it.”
“Hey”
“Just stop Slut.”
Saying this he pulled my saree which in turn pulled the safety pin attached to the blouse and the force caused my blouse to tear up, exposing more of my shoulders and he caught hold of my hand in his other hand and tightened the grip, in the process, hurting my hand.
“Hey leave me.”
“Leave you? Why should I leave you?”
He pushed me down on the floor and he too pulled himself down and the chillness of the floor hit my open back in the blouse.
He now positioned himself as if he sitting over me but his bum was in air and caught hold of my both hands with his one hand and lifted my face with other hand to look at him.
“Look at me. You fool. You know how I felt when you said all those things? That too what I hold precious and important. Damn you.”
His hands started forcibly unhooking my blouse exposing my costly bra in the process and along with it 1/3rd of my bunnies. I tried protesting and pushing him but his hand was tightly holding me.
“And you are trying to bite my lips. I will show you the taste of your own medicine now.”
Saying this, He bent down and took my lips inside his and while I tried to protest, the old wife in me started liking this. My husband is getting angry about other men seeing me and me flaunting my assets to strangers. He has never did that but now he has even slapped me. Only now he proves he is my husband and I felt so good being under him but, I tried not to show my happiness much.
As he bent down and kissed, he was now sitting over my thighs and I could not bear his weight and the thighs pained but even then, I bear the pain and felt happy about the current turnarounds.
And slowly he started biting my lower lips, lighter and lighter and a bit heavy. He chewed my lips like pan inside his mouth and his hands moved to touch my bra covered boobies and he started crushing them. The crush wasn’t soft but rough and was of a man who was angry and desperate. It felt like a man. I felt so horny now that I widened my legs to let go the wetness out of my oozing pussy without his knowledge.
And after 30 seconds of biting my lip and hurting it, he straightened himself and asked, “How do you feel now? It hurts eh? The same way it hurt me?”
I just nodded yes with my face still angry and grim outwards. I wanted to push him now over me again and kiss his lips and wanted to give other many kisses in face and say , “Let’s start things fresh honey.”
Before I could do anything or release my hands, he continued talking.
“Not only in theatre, but you showed your cleavage and spoke about your cup size to some strangers and teenage boys and they were ogling as if they wanna eat or bang you in the same place. How the hell? But, I left even that out as I know beauty has to be exposed rather than saved. But, in theatre, you made me the angriest man and you are going to pay for it.”
Beauty is to be exposed? What is he talking? I felt irritated by the way he is talking now. If yes, then was he only angry for what I said about his dick not getting a hard-on and is he ok with strangers seeing my cleavage and sexy positions and later masturbate. I could feel my heart getting hardened again and he put a seal to it once for all.
“What the hell I did? Showed your pics to strangers. That’s all. All were foreigners and one guy was able to understand me and my feelings so, I spoke with him. After all you are my property and why shouldn’t I share your pics with other?”
I was mad as hell and still waited for him to complete his fucking monologue. What a wimp. I felt terribly numb.
“Ya, Ya. I accept it was a bit too much bringing a guy to home. But, I was weak then and did a mistake. After all, it was my fantasy from the days we were in love. So, when obtained a chance, I tried for it. But, in return, you will do all this? And hurt me and my feelings? Damn you. Damn you slut. I will show you who I am. “
He tore the blouse in a go and pulled my bra up with the hooks still on and tightening my flesh he started sucking my boob and occasionally, making teeth marks. But, the pain of his teeth was nothing compare to what he spoke about now. I thought he realized his mistakes but, he isn’t one to realize his mistakes unless really punished. He has shared my pics not only with that guy but many others too and he is proud about it and saying that I am his property. But, I should show him wife isn’t a property but a partner. No no. I must show him what a piece of shit he is and make him my property. My slave.
“Ajju.”
He stopped sucking and lifted his head to see me.
“Please come near me. I need to say you something.”
He moved forward and came near my face.
“What?”
Thuuu.
I spit in his face and as he was busy sucking, my hands were free and I pushed him away and kicked his groin in a faster motion and he twisted his face in pain.
“What? I am your property? So, You can share my pics, let others touch me and will even share me. Who knows, you might even sell me for a price. “
He was catching his hurt balls as the kick’s force was huge and tried to reply something and I stood and sat in the sofa and looked at him and spit again over him. His anger and twisted face has long gone and there was a bit scare in his face and the realization of what he did and what he spoke.
“Sorry Aishu.”
“Sorry? No no no. you aren’t sorry. I thought you are but, I am a fool.Even today, you actually never minded about strangers looking at your wife’s cleavage and thinking all possible evil thoughts about me. And you even try justifying you sharing me.”
“No.”, He gave out a small sound.
I stood up with my saree completely undressed and bra lifted and blouse torn. I then looked at him and corrected my bra, throw away my blouse at his face and said,
“Come inside the bedroom. Fucker.”
09-07-2022, 01:21 AM
give some ACTION man,,,,itne din baad,,, so small update
09-07-2022, 07:15 AM
Wooww.. another excellent update after long time.
10-07-2022, 10:15 AM
Very interesting update.
11-07-2022, 09:57 PM
God going . Let see how story unfolds...
12-07-2022, 06:52 AM
Superbbbbbb... Now time to humiliate more. Guess she will turn a pros just because of her wimp husband
13-07-2022, 08:36 PM
Now the treatment can get more evil with Arjun. Aish need to show what she is capable of. When is the next update coming dude?
14-07-2022, 08:42 PM
Interesting.. come soon with the next
15-07-2022, 07:39 PM
Wow real bomber update real good one
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