Misc. Erotica Cumback Part 1 & 2 By Novelist Casanova (COMPLETED)

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Bro give the story teller some fuck, it will be more interesting when the story teller gets his fun, it will make the readers happy.

In the following Parts

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In the following Parts

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Thanks bro, Good end for the first part, Thanks for taking your time for entertaining us!

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Loved this!!! But please continue Kabaddi challenge. Really loved how the son was involved and how the mom let herself loose for the sake of her son joining the team. Which not only did the guys take advantage off, but her son did as well multiple times!

[Givemeextra]

Loved this!!! But please continue Kabaddi challenge. Really loved how the son was involved and how the mom let herself loose for the sake of her son joining the team. Which not only did the guys take advantage off, but her son did as well multiple times!

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Date: 02 .03. 2023
Title: My Wife Sudha’s Cumback
Word Count: 22,500
Author:  Novelist Casanova



It was at around 8 PM, at our Hotel Room in Chennai, lifting my wife’s nightie and removing my wife’s Brown Panties and as I was enjoying eating my wife’s pussy, enjoying myself kissing and licking my wife’s clean shaved pussy, and even trying to insert my tongue inside my wife’s pussy; at the same time with my hands going further underneath her Nightie and playing with her boobs.  I was so horny after watching the Saree Weaver in Kanchipuram at his Small Saree Shop, in the name of helping my wife try the saree he himself wove for my wife, he started feeling up my wife’s body fully only in her Black Blouse and Black Petticoat, and ended up making love to my wife; all in the name of making my wife try on the Sarees she called from Canada and ordered.  Watching the whole thing, I was so horny that I was even searching or Rooms in Kanchipuram to take my wife and have her pussy there.  Our car Driver, whom we booked through the Hotel we were staying in Chennai, kept insisting that we have to return to Chennai as he has to see his family.  


For the whole 2 hours or so of travel from Kanchipuram to Chennai in the Car, my eyes were all over my wife and waiting to get back to our Hotel in Chennai and have my wife’s pussy.


As we finally reached our 5 Star Hotel in Chennai, and my wife had her shower and we both were on bed, lifting my wife’s nightie and removing my wife’s Panties and as I was enjoying eating my wife’s pussy, enjoying myself kissing and licking my wife’s clean shaved pussy, and even trying to insert my tongue inside my wife’s pussy; at the same time with my hands going further underneath her Nightie and playing with her boobs.  “Mmmmmmm…. Ram… baby…,” as my wife moaned, placing her hands on top of my hands which were underneath her nighty and feeling my hands which were enjoying squeezing her boobs, over her thin nighty.  Taking her hands off my hands and grabbing on to her nightie over her thighs  and lifting it about her waist and looking at me enjoying myself eating my wife’s pussy, “Baby, you are so horny today, and I love it, mmmmmm, why all of a sudden?” my wife moaned.  “Mmmmmmm… the travel from Kanchipuram to here made you horny?” as my wife moaned, “Maybe, but I am horny and angry at the same time,” as I said, “angry? At me?” my wife asked.  “Come on my love, I never get angry at you.  I was angry at the Saree Salesman.  He made you remove your saree and stand only in your Black Blouse and Black Petticoat,” as I said, “Ram, he was just letting me try on the Sarees he himself wove for me, that’s the reason, Ram,” my wife said.  Taking my lips off my wife’s pussy lips, I got and slept on top of her, “then why was he hugging you only in your Black Blouse and Black Petticoat?  You know how jealous I was watching him hug you like you are his wife.  You are Mine… You are only for me,” as I said in a jealous tone, my wife started feeling horny and began hugging me.  Nothing makes my wife horny than watching me get jealous of other men feeling her up nicely or even ogling at her.  If she finds out that I am feeling jealous, she would get more horny and make me feel more jealous by letting the men who feel her up, feel her up more, and letting the men who ogle at her, ogle at her more.  The same time happened today as well.

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My wife is an Event Organizer here in Canada, by this time she had become one of the influential persons in Tamil Sangam, where she was an Event Host and required to wear a lot of Silk Sarees, especially the hand woven ones, to make her Saree and herself look Classical.  For that she contacted a specific shop owner in Kanchipuram and ordered a dozen expenses Sarees.  When we arrived in India along with our Children, and spent time with my sister who lives in Chennai, and my wife’s, who obviously is my Mother-in-law, who also happens to be my Tamil Teacher at college, Malliga Ma'am.  I was surprised to see our Tamil Teacher Malliga Ma'am, aging like a fine wine and still looking hot.  What was more surprising to me other than she was still actively involved in Politics, had grown into one of the top Communist Party leaders, was that the Communist Leaders from the North who, in the name of appreciation, hug our Tamil Teacher and feel her up nicely, were still enjoying themselves hugging our Tamil Teacher and feeling her up.  Surprisingly, my Mother-in-law was giving them clean hugs, letting them take her into complete embrace and feel her up nicely.



Meanwhile, my mother-in-law and I started developing a good friendship and understanding she was grateful for not just saving her life from the Na*al leader Lakshmana Rao and his men, but also for taking her daughter to Canada and settling down there with her.  Little did she know that it was because of my wife, who offered her pussy to Dayalan, we could move to Canada.  Since my wife and I had promised each other not to disclose that secret, we almost forgot about it.  It has been years since my wife had met my mother-in-law, therefore I let my wife and three sons stay with my mother-in-law and went to Chennai to spend time with my Sister Vanitha.   As I was busy helping my sister start a new business as her Medial Shop got closed due to a license issue, and I was spending almost the entire month with her.  At the same time my wife was busy with her mom and family, and only a couple of days before we had to go back to Canada, my wife called and told me that she had done all the shopping in the village, and she had to buy the expensive Sarees she ordered from a Saree Shop in Kanchipuram.  Since our flight to Canada was from Chennai, and I was already in Chennai with my Sister’s family, my mother-in-law and my wife’s Cousin Ratnam brought my wife and sons to Chennai to send us off to Canada. 


When they all came I made them stay at a 5 Star Hotel.  My mother-in-law, who was fond of her grandsons, made them stay with her in her room, and my wife’s cousin Ratam stayed in a separate room.  My wife and I stayed in another room.

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The first thing my wife did after entering our room and after inspecting the washroom was that she walked straight to the Telephone, without even changing her Saree, and completely ignoring the Bellboy who was carrying our luggage and in the name of following us, was feasting his eyes all over my wife’s ass cheeks over her maroon color saree.  Though I caught him ogling at my wife’s ass over her maroon color saree, and was scared that I would get angry, but, I was getting turned on.  When the lift opened and we came out, I patted him gently on the shoulder, “it's your age, it's normal to ogle at asses like these,” as I whispered, “sorry, Sir,” he whispered.  “Nothing to be sorry about, buddy, I have been through your age as well, feel free to ogle at my wife,” as I said, “Sir?!” he exclaimed and looked at me in disbelief.  “My wife is not as open as me, therefore make sure she doesn’t catch you ogling at her, okay?” as I whispered, “sure, Sir,” he said and his eyes went right on my wife’s ass over her maroon color saree.  “You are so lucky, Sir,” as he whispered, looking at my wife’s back side, “thank you,” I whispered.  “My God, what a babe she is, Sir!” as he whispered looking at my wife’s back side, he was getting bolder now.  “How does it feel to hug her and feel her ass cheeks up, Sir?” as he whispered, I started getting more horny, “one of the best feelings ever,” I whispered.  “Sir, I want to hug your life and feel her ass cheeks, Sir, can you help me with that?” as he asked me boldly, I was immediately taken aback at his boldness.  “She is gonna stay in this Hotel for a week now, you can try your luck,” as I whispered, “Sir, without your help I can’t, Sir.  Can you convince her to let me hug her and feel her ass cheeks, and kiss her lips?” the Bellboy whispered in a desperate tone.  Though the way he was ogling at my wife was turning me on, I somehow did not want to help him hug my wife, and feel my wife’s ass and kiss her lips.

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“Get lost, what the hell are you thinking about me?” as I exclaimed boldly, he got scared this time.  “Sorry sir.. Sorry Sir…,” as he kept apologizing, “are you trying to take advantage of my friendly nature?” I exclaimed.  “Sorry Sir… Sorry Sir… Sorry Sir…,” as he kept on apologizing, “Now you will ask me to help you hug my wife, grab my wife’s ass, and kiss her lips; after that you will ask me to let you sleep with her,” as I exclaimed in a bold tone, my wife turned around and looked at me, “what happened?” as she asked, “I caught this guy ogling at you, Sudha,” I said.  She looked at him for a while, “Sorry Ma'am.. Sorry Ma'am .. Sorry Ma'am … if you tell this to the management, they will kick me out of the job,” as he began begging and even touched my wife’s feet, “it's okay “get up,” my wife and started going towards the room.  “Ram, you are overprotective,” as my wife whispered, “what do you mean?” I asked.  “You are overprotective because you are Jealous,” as my wife whispered, near my ear, “Yes, I was.. Got to get rid of him soon,” I said.  Since my wife gets horny every time I get jealous, she started swaying her ass more and was teasing the Bellboy.

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The moment the Bellboy opened the door and took us inside, “Show me the Washroom first,” she exclaimed looking at him, as Washroom was the first thing my wife checks every time we take a Hotel Room.  As the Bellboy opened the Washroom and took my wife inside, and my wife was looking around, the Bellboy’s eyes were all over my wife, which my wife was noticing but pretending as if she wasn’t.  Watching me standing at the Washroom door and pretending as if I was feeling jealous, my wife stood in front of him, “what is your name?” she asked, putting her hands behind her head and adjusting her hair, jutting her boobs in her Black Blouse forward.  When she did that, her Maroon Saree Pallu drifted aside and her left boob in her Black Blouse came to his full view, making him go speechless, with his eyes all over her Boobs over her Black Blouse.  As my wife looked at me, letting the Bellboy ogle at her boobs, and I was pretending to be jealous, “my name is Naresh, Madam,” he said.  “You are going to clean this daily, Naresh?” as my wife asked, “usually the Housekeeping Department would do that, but if you allow me, I would love to clean this all myself for you,” the desperate Bellboy said.

[novelistcasanova]

Watching me getting jealous, my wife came out and as she crossed me, she playfully pinched my belly and came out of the Washroom.



The moment my wife saw the Telephone, my wife, whose mind was all into going to Kanchipuram to buy the hand woven Sarees she ordered, started calling the Shopowner in Kanchipuram.  As my wife was standing and talking over the phone, the Bellboy started ogling at my wife, completely ignoring me, which my wife did not notice.  Only after the Bellboy was getting an up close view of her left boobs over her Black Blouse, she covered her boobs with her Maroon Saree Pallu.  “Sorry, Madam,” as the Bellboy whispered, she smiled at him and patted him on his cheek and continued talking over the phone.  As the Bellboy began getting bolder and began shamelessly ogling at my wife from head to toe from the front, my wife who was on the phone, saw him ogling at her and looked at me.  Watching me get jealous, my wife started holding the Bellboy’s face with her left hand by his chin, “just a moment,” as she said over the phone and looking at the Bellboy, “will the Reception arrange a Car for us?”, as my wife asked, “yes, Madam,” he said and my wife, taking her left hand of the Bellboy’s face, “don’t worry, we will be there by evening,” my wife said over the phone and began putting her left arm around the Bellboy’s shoulder, and when she did that, her left boob started pressing against his right shoulder and even his right chest.  The Bellboy started having a boner already and watching him having a boner, I started having a boner as well.  With her left arm around the Bellboy’s shoulder, and right hand holding the Telephone Receiver, my wife casually looked at me to see if I was feeling jealous.  As I was pretending to be jealous, my wife was laughing at my jealousy, and was getting turned on.  As the Bellboy casually slid his right arm around my wife’s waist and held my wife’s waist, my wife casually took her arms around his neck, but the Bellboy, who was already having a boner inside his pants, cheekily wrapped both his arms around my wife’s waist a clean hug.  Though my wife was taken aback and at the same time she was busy on the phone, for a brief five to ten seconds, she was letting the Bellboy hug her.  Only when the horny Bellboy brought his hands down and began grabbing my wife’s ass cheeks over her Maroon Color Saree and nicely enjoying squeezing my wife’s ass cheeks, she pushed him off, and I started to laugh at my wife.  Actually I was faking a laugh to trigger my wife and indirectly tell her that her attempt to make me jealous of the Bellboy failed.

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“Sorry, Madam,” as he said, “alright, we will be there by evening, get all the Sarees ready,” my wife said and hung up on the call.  As the Bellboy was totally scared, “Sorry Madam… Sorry Madam… Sorry Madam…,” as he began begging, and I began laughing at my wife, “it’s okay.. It's okay…” my wife whispered looking at me and wrapped her arms around his neck and began hugging him tight, to make me more jealous.  That hug was so romantic that she was hugging him as if she was hugging her lover, and the Bellboy readily started hugging my wife.  Watching my wife and the Bellboy whom we just met, started making me super horny but I was pretending to be jealous and stopped laughing at her.



“Enough, Sudha,” as I said, pretending to be jealous, knowing that during this kind of situation every time I would say Enough, she would purposely make me get more jealous by Romancing the guys more and more, which would make her more horny.  “Enough? I think I have got a new friend here.  What was your name, again?” as my wife asked the Bellboy, “Naresh, Madam,” he whispered, taking my wife into his complete embrace and enjoying himself.  “Do you think you and I can be good friends, Naresh?” as my wife whispered, looking at the Bellboy who was horny as hell and was enjoying hugging her, and then looking at me for my reaction, “Mmmmm… yeah, Madam,” he moaned and brought his lips close to my wife’s lips and about to kiss my lips.  That’s when I pulled him away from my wife.  Though I did not want to pull him off my wife, but to pretend to my wife that I was extremely jealous of him, I pulled him off my wife.  “Get out of here,” as I said looking at the Bellboy, “Ram, what is wrong with you, you are insulting my friend?” my wife said, enjoying the Jealous expression on my face.  “He was about to kiss our lips, Sudha..!”, as I exclaimed, in a jealous and angry tone, my wife laughed and controlled her laughter, “Naresh and I are friends now, and it's nothing in kissing, Ram,” my wife said.  “What is the matter with you, you are jealous of our friendship?” as my wife exclaimed, controlling her laughter, “of course I am jealous, do I look happy?” as I said in a fake angry tone.  My wife laughed, “Naresh, you go now we will kiss later,” my wife said, controlling her laughter and making me jealous.  “What?!” as I exclaimed, “Sir, please sir, just one kiss, I will go,” the Bellboy started begging me.  “Naresh, you don’t have to beg him, you are my friend,” as my wife said to make me more jealous as making me jealous was making her horny.  “Sir, please Sir, just one kiss, and I will leave this place immediately,” as the Bellboy begged, I looked at my wife, “after the kiss you have to leave, okay?” I asked.  “Sure, Sir,” as he said, “just one kiss on his cheek, Sudha, give it and send him off,” I said looking at my wife.  “Just on the cheeks, Naresh, just on the cheeks,” I said looking at the Bellboy and looking at my wife, “just kiss him and send him off, Sudha, I am gonna turn around,” as I said in a jealous and angry tone.  “I am not gonna kiss if you turn around,” as my wife said, “you want me to watch this nonsense and get mad?” I said, in an angry tone, and my wife began laughing and began controlling her laughter.  “If you don’t watch, I won’t kiss him,” my wife said, “if you don’t kiss him, he would leave, just kiss him and send him off, I am gonna watch,” as I said in an unimpressed tone, the Bellboy, immediately went towards my wife and began grabbing my wife’s waist and began kissing her lips.  “Please, Naresh, not on her lips,” as I begged the Bellboy, my wife got instantly turned on watching me helplessly jealous of the Bellboy and began kissing his lips back.  The moment the Bellboy began grabbing my wife’s ass cheeks over her Maroon Color Saree and began kissing my wife’s lips nicely, my wife who was kissing the Bellboy, just to make me jealous as watching me getting jealous was turning her on, quickly broke the kiss and took his hands off her ass cheeks over her Maroon Color Saree.  “Enough for now,” as my wife said looking at the Bellboy, “yeah, Naresh, you have enjoyed my wife’s lips enough, leave now,” I said in a jealous tone.  “Madam, what do you say? I can stay here if you want,” as the horny Bellboy said, “Naresh, I will call you if I need you,” my wife said.  “Sure, madam.. Just call the reception number, and I will be here immediately,” he said and took my wife into his arms and hugged her, “I will do anything for you,” he whispered and left the place.

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As the Bellboy left, “aww….. My poor baby got jealous,” my wife exclaimed, placing her hands over my shoulders and looking into my eyes.  “Then what?!”, as I exclaimed, “mmmmmmm…. I horny right now, let's make out,” my wife exclaimed and hugged me tight.  “How could you?,” as I began to say, “mmmmmmm…. Hurry, or else I am gonna call the Bellboy and let him have me,” my horny wife exclaimed and pushed me on the bed and slept on top of me.  “Can’t believe making you jealous is making me horny,” as my wife exclaimed and hugged me, sleeping on top of me, “and you getting horny is making me horny,” I said and hugged my wife.  “Why is it that me getting jealous of you with other men is turning you on?” as I whispered, “I don’t know,” my wife whispered.  “Did you notice something, Sudha?” as I asked, “what?” my wife said.  “We don’t have sex, like plan and have sex, it is people like this Bellboy who create such a situation for us.  Though I get jealous, we end up having nasty sex with each other is what makes me forget all the jealousy and enjoy our private moments, Sudha,” I whispered.  “This is definitely spicing up our almost dried up Sex life,” as I exclaimed.  “True, Ram, guys like this Bellboy somehow trigger me to make you feel jealous, and making you feel jealous turns me on,” as my wife whispered, “nobody is a Loser, here.  Ultimately we end up having hot and nasty sex,” I said.  “I sometimes worry that I had gotten a little overboard,” as my wife was saying, “not at all, you going overboard is something which I am loving after I get jealous; all the moments I were jealous of the Bellboy, are making me horny, now when I think of how the Bellboy hugged you and enjoyed grabbing your ass, and began enjoying himself kissing your lips, is making me horny,” as I was saying, “Mmmmmm.. Ram,” my wife moaned and began kissing my lips.