Adultery UNFAITHFUL MOTHERS AND HOUSEWIVES --- stranger_women

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So Yashodhara kept getting fucked by the young guy, who was too distracted to focus on his cards and folded really soon. I then saw him put one hand under Yashodhara's hemline. Soon, she was moaning in delight. Loud enough for everyone in the room to stare at her.

"What the fuck are you doing?" An old guy, in his 60s, to his right said.
"Fingering her clit." he triumphantly answered.
"Knock it off. Don't do anything so obviously noticeable."
The young man frowned and took his hand out from under the kameez and Yashodhara's moans stopped. He focused on just fucking her and from the expressions on his face, it became clear exactly when he came inside my wife's cunt.
That hand was won by the old guy who had just rebuke the young guy.
"My turn!" he said.
And before the young guy could hand her off to him, he reached and grabbed the dupatta around Yashodhara's neck and pulled her towards him. She was yanked off the young guy's lap and the force with which she was pulled made her lose her footing and fall on the floor on her hands and knees. The guys all laughed as Yashodhara found herself on all fours, with the back of her kameez bunched up around her waist, giving half the room a great prolonged view of her naked ass and her sopping wet pussy.
"Come on, get up!" the old man said, giving her dupatta another yank. Yashodhara got up with some effort, and sat on his lap, the kameez falling down again to hide her nakedness. There seemed to be some problem though, because she and the old man kept fidgeting for a minute or so before they settled down.
As he started fucking her, Yashodhara grabbed the table tightly with both her hands and grimaced. Others noticed this too and said,
"What's happening?"
The old man just smiled and started singing,
"Gaand mein danda rey, gaand mein danda rey"
Everyone paused a second before bursting out into laughter. The line he had been singing meant "a stick up the ass". It all made sense now, from why it had taken him so long to enter her to why she had such an expression on her face. She was clearly being fucked in the ass.
For the next hour, Yashodhara kept getting passed around the table and fucked. Only a couple of other guys tried her ass, and most of them fucked her in her sweet little cunt. The lower half of her kameez was now very sticky and smeared with all the cum that had been shot up her cunt.
It was about 2 am when a guy at the door said,
"Some wives are coming!"
At this time, Yashodhara was on the lap of a fat bald guy. Thinking quickly, he slid Yashodhara off his dick, and pushed her to the floor.
"Under the table. Don't say anything!" he whispered and quickly zipped up his pants. Yashodhara nodded, and slowly crawled under her table, once more giving everyone a look at her perfect ass as she did so.
There was a knock on the door. Two middle aged women walked in.
"What's going on here? What's the smell?" One of the women said crinkling her nose at the musty smell of cum.
"Just playing cards." her husband, the old man who was the first to fuck Yashodhara in the ass, said.
"Let's go home. It's too late."
"Alright." he said and got up.
"You too!" The second woman said to her husband, seated on the other edge of the table.
"Hmmm?" he said with a blank expression on his face.
"Let's go!"
"Yeah yeah...in a minute." he said, whispering with some effort.
"Now!"
"Yeah, just a.....moment. You go ahead. I will down in a minute."
Something in his voice made me curious so I slid along the wall till I was close to him. And I saw what was happening. My evil minx of a wife was on her hands and knees, sucking his dick hungrily under the table. I suppressed a chuckle, wondering if this would be the end of the game. If that woman came over to her husband and saw this, all hell would break loose.

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Luckily for him and everyone else, she said,

"Okay, I'll be downstairs. Come down soon."
As she left with the other couple, everyone in the room waited with baited breath. Once the door was closed and the footsteps grew faint, a bunch of us started laughing really hard. Yashodhara was still sucking the dick like her life depended on it and finally, the man started cumming. He shot his entire load in her mouth and my wife, true to form, swallowed it in a single gulp. The man, relieved, got up and zipped up his pants.
"What a delightfully naughty whore this woman is." He took a couple of steps towards the door, then came back and said, "I have to see something."
He went on his hands and knees and disappeared under the table. There were a couple of squeals from Yashodhara and a couple of laughs from the guy. And we could hear some sort of a struggle happening. A minute later, he emerged from under the table looking triumphant. In his right hand, he held Yashodhara's kameez, and his left hand, her bra, both of which he waved in the air like a flag. He threw them in a corner and walked out of the attic. I bent down to get a look under the table and saw my wife, totally naked, sitting with her hands around her knees. A few other guys followed my lead and got an eyeful of her amazing naked body.
A couple of guys cleverly took the seats at the table that had been vacated. And the game started again,. This time, the stakes were a blowjob from my now naked wife. As the game went on, I saw that she was sitting on the floor, fingering herself. Finally, one of the guys, a bearded man in his 40s, won the hand. He pumped his fists in the air, and then moved his chair back a couple of feet. He took out his dick and then whistled. Everyone moved around him to get a better look. I also moved to the side, and craned my neck, standing 10 feet from where he was.
Everyone's gaze was on the edge of the table as my wife's head appeared. Her hair was dishevelled, her make-up was messed up. But I noticed with amusement that she still had her dupatta wrapped around her neck. All we could see of her was her head, her neck, and a glimpse of her boobs. She looked at the bearded man's erect dick. Then she looked around at the crowd staring at her. I don't know if she noticed me. If she did, she gave no indication.
"Move ahead." Yashodhara said, apparently not wanting to come out from under the table.
"You move ahead." Bearded man said.
Yashodhara shook her head and stayed hidden under the privacy of the table. Yashodhara is a funny woman when it comes to such matters. In most ways, she will act like a complete slut. But there are some situations or acts that will randomly make her uncomfortable. So here, she had no problems getting fucked by a dozen strange men with dozens other watching on, as long as she was wearing the kameez. But now that she was naked, for some reason, she felt shy giving someone a blowjob in full view of her nakedness. For some reason, she wanted to be hidden under the table.
The bearded man shrugged and moved forward with his chair. He moved a little too fast and his dick hit Yashodhara in the face, making a loud slapping noise. Everyone including Yashodhara laughed at this. With everyone watching, Yashodhara started sucking his dick. The pubic hair around the dick were just as thick as his beard, and Yashodhara occasionally kept spitting out pubic hair that had entered her mouth. Her mangalsutra, which she was still wearing, moved back and forth as she sucked the dick. Yashodhara is very talented at giving blowjobs and within a few minutes, the beard was shooting cum into her mouth, which she swallowed.
Someone handed Yashodhara another drink and she chugged it. That was met with applause since it was a strong bourbon drink. She smiled at everyone, and retreated under the table. By now, the pretense of playing cards had worn thin and people just took turns at getting blowjobs from Yashodhara. She was passed around under the table, and at the end of another hour, had her stomach full of about a dozen guys' cum. And more bourbon that the guys kept plying her with.
Soon, the scene started breaking up. Guys started leaving one by one. At one point of time, I went to take a leak, and by the time I came back, there were just four guys left in the attic, sitting around the table and talking. A clock on the wall showed it was 4 am. Yashodhara had gotten dressed and was playing with her cellphone. As I walked in, she gave me a blank look. I had no idea if she knew I had seen everything or if she thought I just walked in.
She nodded at me and then started walking out of the attic. I didn't know whether to follow her or not. The guys sitting at the table warmly bade her goodbye. One guy pinched her butt while she walked by and she giggled. I waited for a minute after she had gone and left myself.
Yashodhara was waiting for me in the living room. She gave me a tired smile. I smiled back, and escorted her to our car.
"Happy Diwali, Ajit." Yashodhara said, closed her eyes and fell asleep in the car.

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Rosebud plucked: Introduction

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Rosebud plucked: Introduction

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Chitra got a summer internship offer from a reputed company in Gurgaon. Her father was happy but worried at the same time to send his daughter to Gurgaon all alone, she had just appeared for her 12th exam. However he knew the importance of such an opportunity to shape her career. And it was just a matter of 3 months.
Mr Gupta, Chitra’s father, was an open minded but a strict man. Though Chitra had all freedom, her nature was shy and submissive due to her father’s dominance and her mother’s submission to it. She was very happy regarding this opportunity and was looking forward to it.
The only problem was regarding her lodging and boarding as the company was not going to provide any of these. The problem was solved by Mr Gupta’s old friend Capt Girotra. He immediately called his old friend and requested him for Chitra. Capt Girotra happily accepted his proposal.
As days passed, Chitra found herself travelling to Gurgaon with her parents. On the way she heard about Capt Girotra. He was a retired army officer and now running a small time construction business. He had a tree storied house in Gurgaon and had it rented to families. He occupied the ground floor and was staying with his wife and his younger brother. Both his sons were abroad for education. Though he was retired, he was in his late 40s, ie. little older than her own father. He was not retired due to age but, as he said, had to do so due to physical injuries in combat. Though no one knew the truth. His younger brother was more than 10 years younger to him, in his early 30s.
On arrival, they were greeted by Girotra family. Capt Girotra was a tall man with scary face. There was no physical deformity visible in his appearance. He had a shapely mustache and army cur hair on his balding head. His belly seemed out of shape for an army man. He appeared very strict and with a strong authoritative voice. Her confident father also appeared very soft in front of Capt Girotra. Capt’s brother, on the other hand, was too soft for a man. In fact his gestures were ‘girly’. May be that explained why he was still single at the age of 35. Capt’s wife was always ill and was bed ridden most of the times.
She was just an audience in the conversation. She was told that she will be staying on the top most floor. The floor was vacant as the family staying there had just left and uncle was not going to look for any more tenants in the duration of her stay there. Mr Gupta was obliged to hear that. In fact he offered to pay the rent amount and that was immediately refused by Capt uncle. Her father was very impressed and thankful to his friend and told him that he was more than comfortable to leave Chitra there.
Over and above, he told Chitra to obey Capt Girotra (Ajay uncle for her now) and follow strict discipline. In fact he gave all liberty to Capt Girotra to punish her in case required. Capt Girotra had a sly look at her and smiled through his mustache and assured Mr Gupta the safety and wellbeing of his daughter.
Chitra’s mother stayed with her daughter there for the first few days. Helped her settle and organize her new adobe. And within weeks time Chitra was alone in the 2 BHK flat. She was enjoying her internship and her stay alone. Uncle was non interfering and gave her all freedom that she wanted. Obviously the rules were set much before with her father. And as a good girl she agreed to all conditions. The conditions were very simple, no boys at home, no liquor/drinks or party and no coming late. That wasn’t much difficult for her to obey. Anyway she used to obey all this at her own house. Days passed. It was almost 3 weeks now and she was completely engrossed in her work.
Chitra was a shy but attractive girl. In fact more than shy, she was reserved and submissive. The charm of her looks soon made her popular at her work place. She was 5’4 and a nice slim body of 53 kgs. Slight curly hair, just below her shoulders, were always open. Long dangling ear rings suited her oval gorgeous face. She usually wore a shirt and trousers for office, a typical office wear. She looked rather cutely attractive in that attire. Her looks were smart coupled with submissive eyes. She rarely applied any makeup but always had kajal in her broad eyes. She was almost 18 now. Her boobs were 32C but looked prominent and bigger due to their round shape on her slim body frame. Perky boobs with light brown nipples. Not thick but enough to create an impression when erect.
She was well aware of her shapely curves and the hungry eyes looking at her swaying 34 round buttocks. She sometimes liked the attention but never let it go beyond a look. Yes, she was a perfect virgin. Untouched and unseen by any man, with a sizable hymen guarding her vaginal entry. Her hair growth was minimal and still regularly waxed giving a smooth glow to her fair skin.
For these 3 weeks, she had no trouble at all from the strict uncle. In fact there was hardly any occasion to meet him. In a way she was glad to avoid the strict and scary face of Ajay uncle. She got to hear some stories of his sexual encounters in the neighborhood but never really believed them. Rather she preferred not to think of an old strict man like him enjoying a lady in a raw manner.
But she was not bothered as she away from all this, engrossed in her work. Everything was going fine till this day.

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It was a Friday late evening and she was returning home after seeing off her office colleague. Amar, her colleague, was there with her for last 2 hrs completing pending office work. She climbed up three floors as there was no elevator. Little panting, she opened the door. The door directly opened in the hall and had a broad sofa facing the door. A tv in one corner and a big French window at the back of the sofa.

She was taken a back as she almost turned back thinking she has entered the wrong house. How could it be? She wondered as she saw Ajay uncle sitting on her sofa with a news paper in his hands.

"Come Chitra, I was waiting for you."

His voice was stern and scary. She froze at her place for a moment and then let herself in slowly. She could see his brother kamlesh making tea in her kitchen. She could see Ajay uncle keeping down the news paper and adjusting his position to face her fully.

Yes uncle… her tone was soft and mild. She could smell no trouble but her eyes looking around if anything was wrong.
Beta, I am observing for last few days and u seem to be forgetting some of the rules here.

Uncle was polite but authoritative in his speech.
She was not able to understand what went wrong or where. A big questionmark on her face revealed her confusion to uncle.

“This friend of yours, has visited you for the 3rd time in this week.…and that too always in late evenings. “ Uncle directly came to the point.

“ohh..Amar, actually we are working on a project…and” she was relieved to have known the cause of the problem and was explaining the situation to uncle. Her innocent mind thought of clearing the misunderstand by speaking the truth. But uncle didn’t seem in mood to hear her explanation. He stopped her midway and roared:

“ I know all the excuses given by girls of your age…I am calling your father right away”..

Now this was a trouble sign for chitra as she knew her father and especially her mother, who would beat her daughter to death but not accept her being with some random guy. And she very well knew that her truth would have no value in front of uncles complaint.

“ wait uncle...its not that..really…he was here only to do some office work…we actually have a deadline…we..” she was struggling for words..and yet again not allowed to complete:

“ Yea, why not explain all this ur father…he has left u here giving me the responsibility and u r completely misusing it…” uncle continued in a loud tone:

“And u r misusing your freedom..getting your boyfriends in the house”…he sounded disgusted, at least he appeared to be so.

“No no uncle..please don’t say that. I havnt done any such thing..and he is just a colleague..not even a friend…I mean, I can show u the work we have done…” she was trying to open her laptop..she was pleading..

“Huh, and u want me to believe that…god knows what not u have done here ..and what face will I show to your father..its better that I inform him now itself..before things go out of hand”

She hurried to prove her innocence:

“No uncle..please don’t say that…I haven’t done any such thing…god promise…he is not my boyfriend..rather I never had any…” she completed her defense and stood still with head down:

“May be u didn’t have one…but how can I be sure about now?..and who is bothered about a boyfriend…I have seen many girls of ur age Chitra…. Doing such shameless acts…disgusting..”

Uncle’s voice still had a grip and command.

“ I am not type of a girl uncle” she said meekly.

“haha, so u must be virgin then?” he asked sarcastically.

And almost instantly she nodded in affirmative.

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There was pin drop silence for a whole minute. But no peace for Chitra’s mind. She could feel uncles eyes measuring every inch of her body and that minute of silence appeared never-ending for her.


“Well. If that is the case, then I wont have to call your father”

She looked up with a shy smile considering that as a relief…but that was only momentary as he continued:

“only if u can prove it to me that u are a virgin”….now it was uncles turn to smile and for her to blush.

She was hesitating to open her mouth..her throat was dry and head numb…

“ don’t worry, it wont be difficult..just let me feel your hymen..i am sure u would have it intact as a virgin…don’t you?” his voice was authoritative and expressions full of lust.

“ but uncle…” she tried to talk him out..but ..

“ there is no but and if Chitra…I will call your father to take u from here..otherwise…” he just smiled at her..this time a sly one..

She wasn’t sure what to do…but now there seemed no choice. Humiliation and permanent imprisonment was assured had her father know this. And here it was utter embarrassment and shame…

She moved forward towards uncle..and slowly unbuckled the first hook of her trousers…she stood still as she wasn’t sure ..her hands trembling and hear beating fast…she could hear footsteps of Kamlesh going towards the door and then a loud command:

“Kamlesh, let the door be open…let there be some air…just stand there at the door…don’t let anyone in..i definitely don’t desire to exhibit this young girl’s nudity to anyone..”

His voice was manly but playful…her humiliation was turning into embarrassment as her heart started beating faster…the French window was wide open and her eyes were trying to make sure that no one was watching from the private boys hostel in the nearby building…

As her eyes were busy scanning the open windows of the building in front, she felt a rugged pair of hands…unbuttoning her second and last hook…The hook was open and the rough hand gripped her trousers..her belly shrunk accommodating the manly hand between her trousers and belly button…

As she expected, within no time t he zipper was down..and the hands loosing the grip, let the trouser smoothly slide down her waxed slender legs…she was in utter shock..her cheeks were red..not with anger but with utter shame and embarrassment…her white shirt was just enough to cover half of her belly button…leaving all her beauty below for his pervert eyes…

She was breathing heavy, making her tight shirt even tighter…she knew that the time has come and her secret treasure is going to be uncovered without her permission…
“You have beautiful legs Chitra”..he exclaimed looking in her eyes…she immediately lowered her gaze with face red in blush…”lets see if you really are a virgin..”…she could feel him smile at her helpless blush ..

And his hands slowly started rolling down the tiny piece of cloth, her panty…he took all pains to pull it down till her ankles…bending down..asking her feel his hot breath on her soft unexplored territory…

He got up and gently cupped her pubic area…it had very little natural hair growth..almost none…the first touch of a man sent shivers through her spine letting a soft moan out…Uncle supported her naked back with his left palm letting the right palm on her shivering vulva…His middle finger rubbed her clit as it searched for the glory hole..

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Chitra rarely masturbated as she was hardly ever aroused…but the rough fingers on her exposed pussy was making her weak in her legs…her vagina was getting moist…and uncles finger could surely feel it…


She was too tight for his thick finger…as he pushed his way in..she moaned with a cringed face..the moist gripping pussy walls were enough proof of her being unopened..but his finger continued its journey inside in search of the hymen…she squirmed with her hands holding his massive wrist…her legs shaking..she could feel being on verge of an orgasm….

Uncle circled inside her soft lower lips as he reached the resistance…he was now sure of her purity ..his experienced fingers could feel her shivering legs and the wet pussy walls…he gently withdrew his finger…

“hmm..you are a good girl my dear…” she opened her eyes hearing those words…she could see see him looking at his juice soaked fingers…that brought a pink blush on her face as she knew that uncle made her wet…a young girl was on verge of an orgasm on rough hands of an uncle…she was embarrassed to imagine herself like that…the reality few minutes ago..

Uncle now slowly got up from the sofa…he cleaned his hand on her tender thighs..making her feel her own wetness…he turned her around ..showing her front to his ‘girly’ brother Kamlesh…

She immediately gathered her clothes as both of them left ..keeping the door open…she was frozen for a while…an act that was so difficult by her own fingers was made so easy by uncle…she wondered how…

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It was very embarrassing for her indeed..but there was an uncanny enjoyment she felt in the whole episode…in fact the memories of the incident made her cheeks go red and make her go moist between legs….She could still feel his hand between her legs and his words “ you are a good girl..”..

She was sure that uncle is satisfied with his ‘check’ and she has proved herself, may be at a small cost of embarrassment..and anyway she didn’t mind as the embarrassment turned into a sweetly memorable one….

It became a fantasy to imagine herself again being felt by Uncle that way..a fantasy that she wanted to remain always as a fantasy and never come true…
Things were back to normal as they were, after that day…there was again hardly any interaction between uncle and her, though her throbbing heart always had an unwanted desire to be seen by Uncle…

There were occasions where Kamlesh smiled at her..she always replied in a sheepish manner…but never went ahead to entertain him…

She was doing well at her work and was again being engaged in an assignment. Obviously it wasn’t safe to stay late in office and so she was stretching at home. This time she was careful to bring Shruti with Amar at home to avoid any unwanted trouble. Also she was sure that now Uncle trusts her and there won’t be any more confrontation.

On day 1 her heart was pounding as Shruti and Amar left. But nothing really happened. Amar and Shruti came and went for 3 evenings and there was no trouble from uncle. She was now sure of things being fine and without trouble.

Today it was Saturday. A lazy day after a week of hard work. Chitra woke up late and then was was preparing her lunch in the Kitchen. Her flat door was always open as hers was the only flat on the top floor. Also the open door provided natural cooling as she only had a water cooler in the house. It used to get really hot in summers in Gurgaon.

She was wearing her trendy hot pants that barely covered halfway till knees. And a noodle strapped white tank top. Obviously she wasn’t wearing bra as she was all alone at home in the hot summer afternoon. She had ear phones in ear as she cooked her lunch.

She was engrossed in cooking as she suddenly felt a gripping hand on her shoulders. She suddenly turned back in a state of shock to see Ajay uncle standing there with a broad smile on face. His mustaches were combed and she could feel the manly sweat odor from his short kurta.
She was happy and at the same time scared due to his presence. She smiled back with eyes lowered as she instantly remembered the situation the other day. Before she could speak, uncle opened his mouth. Strangely she could feel some smell of alcohol..though he didn’t appear to be drunk.

“Well, I am here for 2 things. Let do first things first” …he looked at her cute face with a wicked smile and started walking towards the sofa. She had butterflies in her stomach as she saw him sit on the sofa in the usual position.

Her heart skipped a beat as she heard him:
“You know one reason of me being here, don’t you?”…he asked given her a pointed piercing look.

“No..uncle..” she stammered.

“Really?...u had some boys over here…do I need to be more explicit?” he was being strict...

That was unbelievable for her. She wanted to explain that even a girl was there..but uncle seemed in no mood to entertain any explanation…she still tried as automatically she moved closer to him..

“Uncle..even Shruti was there…so..” she tried her best to be brave..

Uncle just had a wicked smile on his face to see the young girl approach him rather unwillingly….He placed his hands on sides of her tiny hot pants…and Chitra was already weak in legs imagining the immediate future…

“See…I am not concerned if there was a girl or not…u know the rules…and by now u also know the drill to prove yourself innocent..don't you?” his hands were already on her small cotton belt..undoing it…

She had her eyes half closed and heart beating fast…one part of her mind wanted to be touched and felt…and with that thought she was already getting wet…another part was resisting..to protect her modesty…she stood still ..watching the old man undressing her as the belt was unbuckled…her racing mind anticipated rough hands on the button…

But instead, she saw uncle taking his hands to his own pants…and shamelessly adjusting his manhood…over the tent that was visible in his pants (pajama)….in all other circumstances this would have been ‘gross’ for her..but in this situation she literally blushed looking at a man being erect due to her…

“Actually I came here to tell you that my friend is planning to rent this flat after 3 months…and he is here to see the place…in fact I wanted you to show him the flat…he is already down stairs having tea…so lets get this done fast..before he comes..shall we?”…uncle was still adjusting his manhood ..not touching her button…

Now she was confused…it would have been too shameless for her to open her own hot pants in front of the old man..but it would have been worse to give a ‘show’ to a complete stranger on his first arrival…the decision had to be quick as uncle seemed busy in adjusting himself..

She made up her mind and her trembling hands reached the hook of her hot pants…she slowly let the button open and then the small zip…she herself was getting nude for this old uncle…the feeling was too embarrassing but somehow secreting her private juices..

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The hot pants were now on ground and a little wet spot on her panties was more than an embarrassment for Chitra..especially when uncle touched it with a finger and looked at her with an obvious smile..telling her that ‘I know u r aroused by this old man’…

She stood pink in blush…it was beyond her to remove the tiny piece protecting her womanhood…she waited patiently for uncle to get it down and then..feel her most private part…her nipples were erect in anticipation and giving a good impression on her tank top as today there was no bra to hide them…

She felt hands on both sides of her panty…and then could feel it slowly getting rolled down..exploring inch by inch her fair tender flesh…she had no courage to see her own nakedness on display and hence preferred to keep her eyes out of the big window…the panty was now down below her knees..and from there it was left to gravity to pull it down… somehow she was ‘cold’ in the scorching hot summer…

Her legs were shaking …her heart beating faster with the expectation of being touched at the naked pussy…He gently rubbed her clit as she rolled her eyes..his thick fingers spread open her pussy lips to enter her glory hole yet again….

She was squirming waiting to be violated by his nasty finger…and she heard the commanding voice of Uncle:

“well Chitra…last time I just felt your hymen…but not seen it...may be it was just the tightness…I need to be sure this time…” ..he was enjoying her changing facial expressions…..

Chitra was dumb struck…she wasn’t sure what he means by ‘being sure’…she stood quite as if waiting for his next order…

“I need to see the hymen…lets move to the bedroom…” he gently felt the moist opening of her vagina…”Unless of course, u want to spread your legs on the sofa…” he giggled as he patted her shapely buttocks…

She had no option as his firm hands made her walk by pressing her nice round arse…she just walked along..bottom naked…with uncle older than her father’s age…

Her legs were resisting as she wasn’t sure what meant by ‘spreading legs’…she just hoped that it would be only ‘seeing’ the hymen…on the other hand she wanted to get this over quickly as uncles friend would be here any time…

“lie down Chitra..” he said as he slammed the door at his back…She made herself sit on the bed…shivering with the fear and excitement of unknown…

Uncle moved closer..and slowly pulled her legs towards him…she automatically was thrown back on the bed…letting him take control of her legs..
“common..spread them wide…” he said brushing her clit…

She wiggled and started to spread her legs wide…giving him a clear view of her treasure that was yet to be seen by any man…he sat between her wide open legs…and then his left hand opened her vertical lips…

She almost moaned in pleasure as he rubbed her clit with his right hand..

“try to open up..with your muscle “..he tapped her vaginal walls asking her to spread open…she never ever spread so much even in front of her lady gynecologist….

She tried her best as uncle had his time with her tender lower lips..he spread them wide and smeared her own juice on them…

“U get wet very instantly Chitra”…as he opened her vulva to see the nicely placed full hymen…there was a big smile on his face..

She felt very slutty with his comment…but how could she control getting wet… uncle was rubbing her clit..she was feeling nice and a small moan escaped…

Uncle wanted to say something..but some one knocked the door…

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Uncle got up from between her legs..giving a final brush to her wet vulva..she wiggled..in pleasure


..she wanted to run towards the cupboard to fetch something to wear..but the juices flowing below made her slow…she was sure that uncle would give her time to grab a cloth…

But she was wrong…uncle was too quick to unlock the door…she almost screamed…but controlled herself….it wasn’t open but a small gap to have a conversation…as expected it was uncles friend who had come here to see the flat…

She wasn’t sure if he saw anything..but she immediately grabbed the nearby cloth ..it was her old tight thin white salwar that she had kept for the maid…she had no option but to pull it quick…it was worn out and faded in colour..it was almost transparent now…especially towards waist area..
She wasn’t sure how much was she showing and how much hiding..but now the door was fully open and she found herself greeting a short but stout man in his early 50s..her tank top was barely protecting her deep navel..and her flowing juices were leaving a trace on her semi transparent salwar..

“ meet my friend Sunil”…uncle introduced his friend to Chitra..she had to smile in that weird and awkward position…she was still wet down…
“And she is Chitra..she will show u around the flat..u can ask her anything….she is staying here almost for a month…” uncle pinched her butt..that was very open and she didn’t expect that…
Chitra had no choice but to accept the proposal…Sunil uncle was quite a pervert…he scanned her body with his big button like eyes…she was awkward..but he wasn’t bothered…

Sunil uncle seemed to have slight problem in his right leg as he was limping somewhat….uncle left almost immediately after introducing them…
“Chitra, I know Ajay since army days u know...we both are very good friends..I and he got injured at the same time..and I got this problem in my leg…” Sunil uncle had a sweet voice as he rested his arm on her shoulder..for support…


She could feel the pervert touch of his fingers..but his reason was genuine…she couldn’t complain but to let him rest his hand on her shoulder…
“lets see the house”..he started walking with his hand on her shoulder…he gently pressed it on every step as he walked…

Her noodle strapped tank top was giving him good access to her fair flesh…moments back she was lying naked in front of Uncle and was dripping wet…she had to leave that in between and now again she was being felt by this old pervert…

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Wonderful.....

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It was difficult for Chitra to show him around in that condition…her juices were still not dried and slowly making her faded salwar wet…She was trying hard to tell him as he went on asking about the area, locality etc..with his hands gripping her tender shoulders..she was walking keeping her legs tightly closed as the moist feeling between her legs was making her very uncomfortable..

The bathroom door opening in the hall was open..and uncle decided to see the bathroom…Chitra, with not much option had to take him inside the not so big bathroom….she suddenly realized that her drying Bra and panty sets were hanging in the bathroom..and Sunil uncle was having quite a good view…

She was embarrassed to death as he gently put his holding the rod..squeezing the drying Bra at ‘right’ spot’ and then looking at her with a naughty smile…

“you have kept the bathroom well Chitra” ..he said as he gently pressed her flesh on shoulders…she blushed red..and her blush proved to be an encouragement for Sunil Uncle..

“I was wondering if you were wearing a bra inside…but now I know the answer…” he whispered with his pervert eyes fixed on the bra less boobs… and his one hand crushing the hanging bra on the rod…

“Are these yours Chitra?” he asked and she nodded..looking down…

Such a shameless pervert..she thought to herself..but little she knew about her near future…her face was turning red in shame as her eyes saw her bra being squeezed..

Little could she do when she felt his left hand sliding down on her shoulder…his other hand now turned the bra..looking at its tag…

“hmm…32C..that's a good size for your age Chitra..actually I thought them to be smaller at first sight you know..”
And shamelessly his hands straight caught her right boob…she almost jumped back as she was totally not expecting such an assault…

“hmm..it seems 32c...” his hands were now gently massaging her boob on her thin tank top…the material was no resistance for his rough fingers…and the nipples responded by getting hard..

Her lips pouted to moan and eyes closed …feeling the massage…and suddenly the unexpected happened…she heard the sound of zipper…and she opened her eyes to see if what she heard was true..with heart beating faster and faster..

Yes..Sunil uncle had shamelessly unzipped his trousers…and was taking out his tool….

“Keep your eyes closed Chitra…” she whispered naughtily …as he took out his massive 8”..it was already hard as one hand was nicely feeling the young woman’s tender breast..
She couldn’t help looking at the tool..as uncle pulled back the skin to make the bulb visible…its hardness was making it difficult for Sunil uncle to pee…

She could see the struggle and it all was arousing the female in her…he was shaking his tool as the droplets were pouring out…her eyes were wide open in spite of being told to close them..

She was back in senses when uncles hand pressed her boob hard…she moaned aloud this time…

Uncle kept his long dick hanging..hard and erect as he reached for the jet…her open fired with the jet..to clean his tool…but the aim was so good..that it completely drenched Chitra’s faded salwar…

“aawwwwcch..” she almost screamed as her hands covered her salwar..

“oops….” He exclaimed and stopped the jet…but the damage was done..she was busy examining what was she giving away due to getting drenched..and she heard the unbelievable…

“Chitra…will u help me get this thing in please”….his voice was notorious…

“common..don't be shy…I know u were looking at it when I asked you to close your eyes..” he whispered…

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She turned red again knowing that she was caught looking at his massive dick..and now again her eyes were transfixed on its length..

He now opened his pants button and gently pulled her hand on his tool…

Her hand was shivering as of she was going to do some forbidden thing…

“go ahead..u have to put it in….” he rested both his hands on her shoulders..he was just going to watch the ‘learning’ of this young chick at his mercy…

“ its..too long uncle”..she stammered..as she touched the throbbing rod… her voice was soft and soaked in a mixture of innocence, arousal and nervousness…

“hmm..so you need to make it smaller..try stroking it little..it might change its size u know…” uncle was having good fun…

She had seen men masturbating in porn..but this was a different experience all together to have a massive tool in her novice hands…the way it looked, they way it smelled…she was very nervous with heavy breaths…

She gently stroke it as instructed by uncle…the skin was moving in her soft hand and the motion was smooth….
“how can u remain in this wet salwar Chitra..lets get this off you…”


“aaa..no..no uncle..let it be..” she tried to stop him with her hands leaving the mighty rod…but it was too late as uncle already had taken charge of her feeble knot …

“ssshhh..let your hand do its work…” he almost forcefully took her hands back on his tool..as he pulled the knot…with a jerk on her slender waist..the knot came off…and now the salwar was held tightly by her shapely buttocks…

She could feel his hands peeling down her tight salwar…and in response automatically she was stroking him faster…

She could hear him moan softly as her salwar going down and down…her eyes closed as she felt cold air on her wet pussy…

And uncle slowly cupped her private area…she stroked wildly as she moaned aloud…her legs shaking and her pussy getting more and more wet….

Uncle could feel her nice fresh pussy..and that was so arousing for him..he barely fingered her and she was already wet…

But this young girl had some magic in her hand..Sunil uncle couldn't hold for long as he gave in her soft palm when his fingers wildly tried to invade her pussy…

He gasped for breath painting her palm sticky white…it was a weird feeling to see a mature man moaning in pleasure ..
Her hands could feel the hardness going down and the length shrinking…it was all a new experience….

She quickly washed her hands and pulled up her salwar as Sunil uncle pulled his trousers..he gently held and squeezed her boobs as she was busy tying the knot…

“Thank you Chitra..” and he gently kissed her on forehead…
She was confused..but just said “ please don’t tell this to uncle”….

She heard a big laugh from Sunil uncle…
“don’t tell him?..what u mean?..don't u know there are cameras all over this house? “….he must have already seen us “ he smiled more as he saw he face getting shrunk in worries…

“yes dear girl…he sees all ur activities and shows it to his friends also…btw, it was hot to see ur virginity being checked…” he smiled as he released the poor girl in a state of shock…
 
End of Part-1

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Chitra was shocked to hear about the cameras. After Sunil uncle left, she herself checked the house and though she couldn’t find any camera as such, she could not deny the possibility of being spied. Though she was aroused by the pervert touches, she was a nubile shy girl. And she was aware of what was at stake. If the video went out on internet, she knew the consequences for her reputation.
She took utmost care thereon not to change in the living room or even her bedroom. She always changed inside the bathroom and that too mostly wearing a towel. She started bathing with undergarments on. At the same time uncles wife took seriously ill and was hospitalized and that drew uncles attention totally away from the young so called tenant she had in his house.

Three months passed and her internship was over without any further trouble from uncle. And she happily went back home. Trying to forget what happened as just a bad dream or may be an erotic bad dream to be precise.

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Part-2: Return of Chitra

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Years went by and Chitra reached her final year of graduation. She had almost forgotten about the couple of incidents at Ajay uncles place…may be just a few memories. But again the destiny had something different in store for her.


After giving the graduation exam she was again presented with an opportunity to do an internship and then most probably a permanent position. She was very happy for herself until she got to know that she was placed in Gurgaon. Her heart skipped a beat as she was suddenly reminded of the past. But little option she had as her father already asked Ajay uncle and he happily agreed to take her in.

The day arrived when she went to Ajay uncle’s house, this time alone. Ajay uncle was very happy to see her. It was after 3 long years. She was now just completing 21. And it was evident as uncle glanced through her figure, clad in white t-shirt and little low waist jeans, as he opened the door for her. She obviously, being well-mannered as she was, immediately bent down to touch his feet. And uncle, as if waiting for this opportunity, gently patted her head and then swiftly put his hand under. Pretending to lift her up from bending, he gently pressed her bra clad soft bosom. He was delighted as they seemed like just ripe mangoes…sure she has grown beautifully….uncle said to himself. Chitra felt little awkward and immediately stood up…suddenly after 3 years she was feeling a pair of manly hands grabbing so closely and definitely…she some how held back the moan that was about to come out…but couldn’t avoid the little red blush on her glowing cheeks…

Uncle was happy to see the blushful shyness rather than her previous teenage scared look….this time surely he was going to finish the game he couldn’t finish the last time.

Nothing much had changed from the last time…only uncles brother had moved out for his own business…uncle was little older with more gray hair and fatter beer belly…

she again was back in her old room that she stayed some 3 years back…it was all coming back to her and giving her goose bumps…

She heard a knock on the door breaking her memory of mixed erotic and embarrassing movements. She asked to ‘come in’ in a little curious but scared voice. As she expected it was Ajay uncle. He came in the room with a big smile. As his eyes traveled, devouring her smooth waxed legs and the curvy bosom. She could feel his eyes clearly and that made her go red with blush.

So you done with your graduation. You have grown up pretty fast. …he said siting on the bed. She just looked at him with a shy smile as she knew what he meant by that.

“I am sure you must have had tons of boyfriends by now”…. He asked in a little playful voice.

“No uncle. Nothing like that. You know my dad. He is really strict in all these matters. So just friends no boyfriends” …She replied in her feminine melodious voice.

“Haha and you want me to believe that….well you very well know that I can check if you are still a good girl” …he said with an indicative smile….he couldn’t help his eyes taking a quick glance at her crotch….”I am sure u do know what I mean” …he continued in order to freshen the lost memories.

She just nodded. But this time her showing signs of fear, but was rather red in youthful girly blush. Somewhere deep inside, just for a moment, she just imagined those mature hands again parting her lower lips…..

And she just barely said “i..i am still a virgin”

Ajay uncle looked deep in her shy eyes and stammering words with a cunning smile on face. As if his hands were itching to get on with her youth….

Ohh..what is this? …Ajay uncle asked her moving his hands gently on her soft belly..tracing the black thread she was wearing….

“aa…it’s a..religious thread..a..i mean…” she just looked down as uncle interrupted…

“let me guess…chastity thread? “…and he looked at her red face again….smiling as her let his hands down on her jeans hook…

She just nodded in yes….as she felt his fingers opening the jeans hook…she was unable to resist but just breath heavy….looking at uncle with shy eyes…as they were conveying a mixed feeling…

“ to saach me naath nahi utri aabhi?” ..he said as he opened the jeans hook and slowly pulled down the zipper….

She just blushfuly nodded in no as she perfectly knew the meaning of ‘nath utarna’ (defloration)…
This time her legs automatically spread…as he gently let his palm rest on her most pvt part once again….she just closed her eyes letting her bosom heave with heavy breathing…

“Aaha…u keep it waxed..” uncle exclaimed feeling the soft smooth skin embarrassing her more and more….and then slowly inserted his middle finger as his expert hands found the exact hole in almost no time….

There was an apparent quick pain visible on her face as she almost bit her lower lip controlling her moan…
But she couldn’t stop the little wetness that made the way smoother for the thick middle finger as it reached the thick hymen….there was a smile on uncle’s face as now he knew for sure that this well-endowed girl was indeed a virgin..and this time he was not going to waste much time to make her woman….

He withdrew his hand and cleaned it on her t shirt….leting her know that she was wet down there and he is well aware of that…..she opened her eyes but couldn’t meet his…there was no conversation for a while and it was evident that uncle was trying very hard to control his urges….

Indeed he was successful…and he didn’t want to do anything more than this on first day itself…or rather he liked to play more rather than just go quick and fast….

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Update

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A few days passed without any major incident other than a few accidental touches of Ajay uncle. Life was normal for Chitra. Obviously she made sure of no late working hours and no male friends at home.


It was a Saturday afternoon; Chitra was having lunch with Ajay uncle and suddenly she started to nauseate with sudden stomach ache. She barely finished her lunch and almost ran to her room and then bathroom. She almost peed in her pants as she was not able to control due to stomach ache. She felt little relaxed after throwing up a little. And then cleaned herself.
She heard a knock on the door. She knew that it would be Ajay uncle to ask her well being. However she had to let go off the clothes as they got little dirty in the whole vomiting act . She quickly took a white buttoned shirt and a pair of barely covering her thighs. She had no time to go and search for undergarments from the cupboard as she was afraid that uncle will enter if she takes too long so she couldn’t wear a bra and hence just pulled a towel and wrapped it around her shirt…
She opened the door for uncle and as she expected uncle took a full glance at her hot body..especially giving special attention to her slender shapely long and waxed fair legs…. before asking her about her wellbeing. She briefly told him about the stomach ache and old him that she would take some rest.
To her surprise, uncle seems to be already prepared for this as he took the matter in his hand. He firmly insisted that she should immediately visit a doctor; in fact he knew a doctor nearby. In spite her requests, he almost forced her to immediately go to the doctor with him….
 
THE END

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THE END

I started this story and in between lost the plot and mood to write it. I dont intend to complete this story and hereby declare that 'This story Ends here. There wont be any update on this.'

But, don't worry. Similar ideas will be used in my newer stories (I will try to keep them short but complete rather than long and left).

Please accept my apologies.

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Waiting for next story...........Please update soon

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Lonely WIfe & Naughty Engineers

Deepa96


Lonely WIfe & Naughty Engineers

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Hi..I am Deepa..32 yrs old housewife..My husband is a senior engineer in a construction company. WE have a XX years old Kid. I worked as yoga instructor for sometime but now not doing anything. I am from a conservative family but I like to maintain the fitness. I am fair 5'5" height and my body is 36D - 30 -38 now. I am few days old in Exbii.. I tried to write this story in some other thread but I think no one is reading that thread. It was my real experience, which happened few years ago.. let me share that now...

3 years ago my hubby was posted in a remote semi-forest area in a remote state due the construction of a factory. A two storied building was given to us by the company. we were using the ground and first floors and in second floor there were 4 men staying. They were subordinates to my hubby. I heard that two of them were married but staying away from family. Two of them were unmarried. My hubby used to visit various plant sites around that area. At first I was getting scared to be alone with 1+ year kid but I adjusted later. Sometimes hubby wasn't coming home at night. But I understand his work schedule so I had no issues with it. Yoga..TV..Books and Kid that was my life. Sometimes I observed that the men were peeping into the house while crossing the door to go to upstairs. But I never took it serious.

One of the men.. his name is Riyaz...was staring at me..and he was coming down for water in odd times that too when hubby wasn't there..he was coming without shirt and sometimes only with boxers...to be frank he has got a good body..so i had no issues Sometimes I teased him intentionally by dropping my pallu a bit and showing ample cleavage but I never thought he would dare to touch his boss's wife.
One day (the day everything started) the weather wasn't good as it was raining since last few days..my hubby went to the site and he was supposed to come by evening. But due to rain he couldn't...he called office people as mobiles weren't working and asked them to inform me that he wasn't coming that night. They asked Riyaz to inform me..He told me the same and requested me that he wanted to watch foot ball match in TV for sometime at my home as I was alone...First I said no but again I thought there will be no problem as he is my husband's subordinate. he came down at around 9 PM. Generally I wear nighty while sleeping but as he was coming I preferred to be in saree. As usual he came in Boxers and tight T-shirt.

He was watching match in the TV..really I don't understand these games so I went inside..but he called me and said "Deepa ji please be here..it won't look good to sit alone and watch your TV at your home".I sat in other sofa diagonal to him.. He was watching the match and enjoying like a kid. I had nothing to do with the match so I observed him. He is around 28 years..wheatish.. Hight is 5'11" and muscular...I could not help staring at his hairy thighs bulging out from the green checks boxer short and even his strong biceps.. (but I took care that he shudn't observe that I was staring).
after a while he started talking..

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"Deepa ji..it seems you are not interested in games"

I said " Not much...I feel games are men's business".

He - "yes- we men love to play all kinds of games. especially I like to play different games" and laughed.

I kept quite.

again he said " what about sir! does he play or at least watch?"

I said " No Riyaz...As you know he is busy with work..so he never watch games in TV..he likes news only".

he - " but we should play games to be fit.. I thought of inviting sir many a times for our foot ball matches in the ground..but never dared as he looks very serious" this time I laughed.. he stopped watching the match an started looking at me and talking.. As I am becoming active in conversation..he started going more into details..

he -" if you don't mind..what is sir's age?" I was surprised by his question.

I said "mmhhh..you guess as he is your boss" I smiled. He said "around 45?"

I said.."No..he is 37.why.. does he look that old?" he said "sorry- may be because of hectic work schedules he doesn't get time to eat in right time...so he looks bit old.but you must be 24 or 25 correct?". (you can say I was very happy about his comment ..that time I was 29 yrs). I blushed for his comment and said "I am no that young..I am 29"
He was surprised and said "wow..Deepa ji then you are maintaining very well".he giggled..
I sensed a new shade in his face while saying that. I thought this conversation is going somewhere. So I changed the topic started talking about his education..his family etc..
He was answering his eyes were checking my body continuously without any hesitation now.
(I think it is worth mentioning..that time as I was in last stage of lactation..it was like 38D). I could feel how his eyes were undressing me right there. even he asked about my interests..hobbies..education..family etc..
All of a sudden he got up from the couch and walked near refrigerator. he was taking water bottle from the freeze. I didn't feel comfortable and I felt someone is intruding into my own space in my house. But I couldn't help staring at his back..It was tight..fleshy and well shaped. (I don't know whether you men like to listen about other men's body or not..but think with a woman's mind ) I wondering if he was wearing a underwear as his green boxers stuck in between his tight a..cheeks. Again I controlled my thoughts immediately I said myself..Deepa you are a loyal wife..not a whore.. he came back and showing the water bottle and said " I hope you don't mind". I said " No problem..feel like home". He was spontaneous " Really?" and winked. he sat down, this time in relaxed way..lying back on to the couch by spreading his legs.. I stared at his crotch unexpectedly and the little bulge even.

Again he started "so Deepa..why don't you take yoga classes for us?" and smiled (yes..he called with my name for first time).
I " No Riyaz..I don't to take for others". he giggled " yes..if you take..you should have taken for your husband first..correct?". I was mum.. He "Accha..tell me one thing..does your husband shout at home even? how do you manage him?"
I "Riyaz..why do you talk personal things?" He "Sorry..as I am going to get married soon..I am trying to understand women..that's it. well can I ask you for a tea?". I went into the kitchen. But I felt how his stares were molesting my swinging hips while walking.

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While preparing tea..many things were going thru my mind. It is clear that he is trying to flirt with me. how should I behave? being a wife and a mom should I stop him and send him back immediately or should I allow him to some extent? I know where to draw the line. The loyal decent wife and The slut are fighting inside..but unfortunately slut won. OK..let him be more bold and you enjoy his attention for sometime then you can stop him. but I didn't realize man's desire is like fire in the forest..Once it erupts it wont get satisfied until it burns the whole forest. I just looked back from the kitchen
with an expectation that he will look at me. for my disappointment he was not staring into kitchen but for my surprise he was rubbing on his crotch slowly over his boxers. That sight gave more encouragement to the slut in me. I decided to tease him and checked my blouse and saree. I adjusted saree much lower from my navel and set the blouse so that my cleavage should be visible without any special efforts from his side. I walked with tea towards him and instead of keeping it on table I bent and offered him to take. he came bit forward to take it and as expected his eyes were glued to my well exposed cleavage.I tried to avoid looking into his eyes and I lowered my eyes but there I observed a small movement in his boxers. there was a tent like shape forming slowly..it is small though. I walked back into my couch and sat but this time in a relaxed way.. my fair stomach and round deep navel was exposed along with my one boob as I slid my pallu a bit while sitting. I laid back and closed eyes as if I was tired by spending 5 mins in kitchen.
he shouted slowly but suddenly " what a ball!" I came forward and asked " what?"
he "what a lovely ball Deepa..that's why I love these ball games." I said "really?"
he "yes..that too games with Big balls.. I am crazy to play with big balls all day and night if I get chance" he gave a pause "I mean big ball games like football, basket ball".
I smiled and said "then what about cricket? don't you watch it?" he " off course but I like to play cricket instead of watching when someone plays..and I heard you women like that bats hitting ball game more..right?". I smiled " yes..I do watch and I like Dhoni".
He said "ohhh..yeh..he is a hitter..so you like strong and hard hitters?" again "you know Deepa even I am a hitter and I hit mercilessly".He stressed on the word mercilessly and he never missed to eat my exposed parts with his eyes.His words were stimulating the womanhood in me. I could feel my boobs were becoming heavy.

He stood up again and asked "where is the bed room? show me" I was puzzled.He smiled "don't worry Deepa..I just want to use the rest room" I showed him the way. After few minutes he came back and sat down. he left his boxer buttons opened and his semi-erected brown member is visible. That was the first time I saw a cock in real other than my hubby. It is in brown color and the shaft is in light pink. It was looking clean. He was behaving as if he doesn't know anything and I was not able to control looking at that. He looked at me and asked "what are you looking at?". I was trembling and trying to control that..without any thought I said "you forgot buttons". He looked at it and touched it with his hand and said "let him be free ..it is suffocating". when he touched it I observed that it started bulging.

He asked me " do you have any problem?" smiled. what could I answer?
again he said "In fact I cant be fully covered always.. if I am alone in my room I wont wear anything..not even these..."with a teasing smile. It was raining out side..but I was sweating a lot... I took bath before awhile but still my armpits became wet and I was sure my peach color blouse must have been drenched with sweat. I kept silent and watching T.V just to avoid the sight of his growing manhood even though I don't understand what was going on in that game...what I could see was few men with jersies and shorts were running behind a ball..but I was sure they all got good physique, just like Riyaz .

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He switched the TV off and said "Deepa..I don't want to bore you now."
I said " you can watch it..no problem for me". He " No..let us talk for sometime."

Still I was silent. he said " hey..do you believe in palmistry?"

"yes..I do..why?"

He - "I can read palms well..show me yours". I bent forward from the couch and extended my right hand. In that bending process my pallu has dropped a bit.(I knew that still I acted as if I didn't observe). He moved in that couch towards me and touched my hand. he just didn't touch but he squeezed it slowly. that was the first touch..his hand was rough and the grip was very tight. My smooth hand was getting gently crushed in his rough one. As I lowered my head I observed one thing. I am not sure whether the effect of touch or the sight of my deep cleavage with fully swollen half exposed milk pots, his member started becoming big rapidly..as he is sitting close I could see the nerves on his growing manhood.
I couldn't stop myself comparing that with my husband's. It was almost double in size and in thickness too.. More than that what I was impressed with, was the cleanliness. It was looking like a harpoon. I regained my strength and looked into his face. He was busy thrusting his eyes into my deep cleavage and his lips were bit apart and cud see his tongue's tip between his lips.

I said " Riyaz...do you know reading palms or not?". he said "yeh..I read..but this posture is not good enough..the line is not that clear..why don't you come here?" by saying that he pulled my hand without waiting for my answer.Unexpectedly I responded and stood up and sat in the same couch beside him. with that swift move my pallu dropped off completely for a movement and my globes, my navel and my broad waist line were out. It seemed that I was spellbound by his boldness..I was next to him at his left.I tried to put my pallu back but I wasn't succeeded to cover it fully. His left knee was poking my right leg. He took my left hand into his hands because of that I leaned towards him a bit. My boobs were jumping becoz of speedy breath with excitement. he kept my hand in his hands and rested on my thigh.He was rubbing my hand and said "now the line is very clear and deep" I knew which like he was talking about. I said "Riyaz..tell me now".. he continued " your name is Deepa.. and a 29 yrs hot lady." I said "come on..no more jokes..tell me my future".
He took a deep breath and said "well..Deepa.listen carefully...you are going to have a boy friend." "Shut up.. I am married" He said " I am talking about boy friend not husband..you will have a guy and he is very wild and satisfy you in every aspect."