Adultery He, She, Husband (Completed)

[samcoolpatil007]

Story is excellent.. writting skills are also amazing.. however so much gap in providing the updates kills the excitement and interest..

[game40it]

For the next episode, make the husband come home early to surprise Bhavani and let him find out about his wife's love affair . Don't make him a cuckold or forgiving husband, that will go against the character of the husband. I don't think there can be a happy ending for the husband.

If I do that the story would come to a conclusion too quickly. So wait and see.

Sexy update

Thanks

Super bro

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awesome update..shouldnt she be refusing sex with her husband after such an intense sex session with her lover?

She should but didn't want to refuse for fear of raising her husband's suspicion.

Splendid writing

Thanks

Simply awesome.....
Great writing skills....
Sensational update.....

Thank you very much.

great update...Bhavani's inner feelings n conflicts are all very well written...

Thank you. She would always suffer the conflicting emotions

Story is excellent.. writting skills are also amazing.. however so much gap in providing the updates kills the excitement and interest..

Sorry, I can only write when I get the time. Sometimes I get more time so updates come faster sometimes when time doesn't permit updates become slower. Also now I'm trying to give bigger updates.

Just completed the update and posting it now.

[game40it]

Chapter 15 – The lovers tryst continues

 
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We had very pleasurable sex twice. That wasn’t enough to make up for lost time but that was all the time we had for that day. She had to be back home before her son returned from college. Knowing that time was going to be a limitation I had the foresight to take leave for two days. That would give me two days of unmitigated joy in enjoying the voluptuous housewife. Having sex in the car was a new experience for her. Trying something new would always give its own thrill. For me though this was not something I had not done before. My first lover and sex guru, Sandhya was the first person who introduced me to this experience. Though it was very enjoyable having sex in the car doing so in the confines of that limited space was a bit uncomfortable. That was why I was thinking of buying a very thick blanket. We can then have sex in the open in that natural setting below the tree. I had asked her to come to my room in the hotel where I was staying but she refused for fear of someone she or her husband knew spotting her there. Having sex in the comfort of the room would have enabled us to enjoy the fucking fully but open-air sex had its own thrill. After the first round we spent the time talking about the time we had been separate. Our struggles, our frustrations and our thoughts. We would talk, then embrace and kiss, caress each other and then talk again.
 
“Bavani, I know you enjoyed our mating a lot,” I said as I slowly tasted her luscious red lips,” that was what I wanted.”
 
“How do you know for sure Vikram,” She teased me,” I could have just been pretending.”
 
“Heh .. heh … well the way you screamed the birds on the tree took flight in fear.” I could see her blush when I said this.
 
She punched my chest with the bottom of her fists and bit me on my chest. “idiot .. idiot, is that how you say openly like that .. chchee.”
 
I lifted her head and kissed her with love. “No darling, I was just teasing. I like it very much when you moaned loudly showing how much you were enjoying what we were doing, it aroused me too very much. You never did this at the wedding.”
 
“How could I have done it there in that situation. You wouldn’t know how much I struggled to control myself.”
 
I took her hand and placed it on my now flaccid cock. She immediately started playing with it. I enjoyed seeing her long slender fingers caressing my manhood. “Thanks darling, you did all this for me didn’t you? Because you know what I liked?”
 
She looked at me puzzled. “What? I don’t get you.”
 
“I meant growing your nails long and manicuring it like this. Nice choice of nail polish too … so sexy, made to pleasure a man.”
 
“I didn’t do it for you, it so happened like that.” Both of us knew that it was not the truth. “Still, why do you have such a fetish?” She asked.
 
I told her about Sandhya, how I was seduced and how our sexual relationship was. I could see signs of jealousy on Bavani face even though she knew that relationship had long gone.
 
“Why darling, are you jealous? Sandhya is a chapter of my life that is over. It was at a time I was an inexperienced innocent young man. You dear are the new beginning in my life.”
 
I could see her face relax in happiness when she heard me say this. “Did you learn everything from Sandhya?”
 
“Yes, they say a person would never forget their first sexual experience but for me having sex with you made me forget even that. You are my sex queen.”
 
“I wish I was your first and you were my first,” She said.
 
“Why darling?”
 
“We should have discovered all these joys together.”
 
“I would have like that too Bavani darling. I would have loved to give you my virginity and also take your virginity.”
 
Bavani’s face bloomed in happiness and she hugged me tightly and started kissing me passionately. My cock slowly came to life in her fingers. As I too started to finger her snatch she opened her legs a bit wider to make it easier for me.
 
“When you refused to answer me I got so scared,” I whispered between kisses. “I thought I had lost my beautiful love .. she had gone from me forever .. that I will never again experience the irreplaceable joy from my angel. 
 
As my fingers rubbed her pleasure bud she moaned as she spoke. “aahh … aahhh .. only I know the struggle I went through to avoid you Vikram … ooohhh.”
 
“ Now you’re with me that’s enough. For the bliss I enjoy when we fuck I would even quit my job just to be with you.” I took my fingers which were coated with her sticky love fluid and sucked it with relish.
 
Her lust was again back to a peak. “You wouldn’t know how many times you made me see heaven, if not for my husband, my child, my family’s good name I would run away with you Vikram. I need you so much.”
 
I sucked on her succulent tits for a very long time driving her crazy with lust. I sucked so long that her nipples now looked raw and red. She pushed me away and took my cock in her mouth and started sucking it with zest. She didn’t bother that some of her own release along with mine was still sticking on my shaft. Seeing her full ripe lips grasping and sliding down my thick stem made the bliss double. Those are the lips that her husband would have to kiss. This thought would come whenever any of my lovers sucked my cock. I took pleasure in imagining them kissing their husbands with those same lips but when Mohan’s face came to mind, with his anger and jealousy for me evident on his face this felt even more pleasurable. I also noticed a clear difference when she sucked now and from the time she did it at the wedding. She had become so much better at it.
 
“Suck my cock baby .. yes, that’s it .. take it in fully darling .. hmmm..”
 
She took my cock right in till my head hit the back of her throat. She sucked me without gaging. There was something special in how, a wife who was breaking her marriage vows for the first time, sucked. She was more my secret wife than Mohan’s legal wife now. “Come Bavani, I want your tight cunt now,” I said as I got out of the car and walked to the back door on Bavan’s side of the car.
 
“Come darling, get out and come to the back seat here,” I said as I opened the back door.
 
When she came out fully naked she only had her high heeled sandals on. That very fair skinned voluptuous body with the contrasting dark pubic patch of hair was a sight to behold. This was woman made with a man’s pleasure in mind. She felt a little self-conscious. She had never been naked like this out in the open.  “Go on to your hands and knees dear,” I told her.
 
Bavani now got on to the back seat on all fours with only her curvaceous bottom flaring from the narrow waist was slightly sticking out from the back door. Her labia were pressed together to form a long thin slit. A slit that glistened as it was wet with sticky fluid. Since the labia lips were pressed together they appeared to be swollen though in reality they were not. She was ready to be fucked in doggy style. First I slapped her bottom. That spot immediately turned red. I then kissed that spot before gently biting her there. I saw her puckered anus. It was very inviting to me. I tongued her anus making her squirm. I then moved to her labia and wet it with my tongue. I pushed my tongue into her slit and I felt my tongue being gripped tightly because her pussy lips were pressed together. If this could happen to my tongue then how much more tightly her pussy would grip my fat cock. I rubbed my cockhead on the slit a few times before I pushed it into her hole. Her pussy lips separated allowing my rod to slide inside. “aahh” Bavani moaned as more than half my shaft slid inside her moist opening.
 
As I fully pushed inside she moaned,” Oh god .. it’s pushing into my stomach sss..” Her shapely buttocks were so sexy to look from behind.
 
“Look Mohan saar, look at how your wife is getting fucked. If you see this you would want to fuck her like this too.” There was no response from Bavani except for soft moaning as my rod slid in and out of her cunt.
 
As I started banging her harder her pussy lips which were tightly gripping my hard flesh were being pulled out and pushed in as per my shaft moving in and out. “awwww … sssss….. ahhh… ,” her moans were getting louder and louder showing now much of a bliss she was in.
 
“You look after your office work Mohan saar, I’ll look after your wife. See how she’s moaning she wouldn’t have done this with you so you look the other way and let her enjoy with me.”
 
Holding her hips I pulled her in as I pushed in my cock as deep inside as possible. “Do you like this Bavani .. do you like my fuck?”
 
“Ahh yesss … your fucking super … my cunt is getting torn darling … I love it.”
 
“Say you want my big cock .. say it.”
 
“ang .. ang … yes ..yes .. I want it aahhh … I want your big cock .. I need your cock.”
 
“Then why did you avoid me for your husband’s small prick.”
 
“No, I won’t do that anymore. Ah .. ah .. ah .. my husband’s cock is not enough. I’ll give you my pussy whenever you want my darling rascal.”
 
“You’ve to make your husband lick your pussy today after I’ve fucked you.”
 
“Please no .. pity him baby.”
 
“That’s the right punishment for a husband who cannot satisfy his wife .. lick his wife’s pussy after her lover fucks her.”
 
I said humiliating things about her husband because I knew that in her lust fuelled heated sexual state she was in no condition to get upset or object. “After you send your husband off come again tomorrow to get your pussy poked by my rod.”
 
“Yes dear .. ah .. ah .. ah.. I’ll come .. I’ll come to get fucked.”
 
The second time I took longer than the first time. Bavani shuddered in orgasm at least two times but I was yet to finish. I shot my load into her spasming pussy flesh only when she was about to swoon without being able to take it anymore. After relaxing for a while, we dressed up and left the place. I dropped her off at a place where she could get an auto to return home. It was after that that I bought the thick blanket I wanted to. We are going to meet again tomorrow. Will she make her husband lick her cunt? I hoped so.
 
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Both my husband and my son have left the house for work and college respectively. All that was left for me was to go and meet my lover again. My husband went to work with a bright smile on his face. He kissed me on the cheek before he left for work. He was very satisfied with the sex we had last night but that cannot be said for me. I was feeling too uncomfortable as well as guilty in having sex with him so soon after I had fornicated with Vikram. That was why I tried to avoid it but contrary to the usual my husband insisted that he wanted to make love to me and I could not avoid it for fear of raising his suspicion. There were other reasons too I wanted to avoid it. After having tremendously pleasurable sex with Vikram then having not satisfactory sex with my husband would further show the contrast between my lover and my husband. I didn’t want to even inadvertently make the comparison between the two men in my life. After Vikram’s cock had been in my pussy for so long I had continued to ooze in my pussy. If fact I had placed some tissues in my vagina to stem it and had only taken it out and flushed it a little before my husband came back. Even though I had washed my vagina I feared there would be remnants of Vikram’s virile discharge as well as smell of his manhood. I didn’t want my husband to do any oral sex with me, even though that was what my lover wanted. I was not that cruel. But finally, Vikram’s wish had prevailed, even though I tried to stop him my husband insisted to lick my pussy. He mistook my extra wetness and the smell from my vagina to be because of my arousal to have sex with him. Worse still he licked with relish and for longer than usual. But I was not going to tell Vikram my husband had oral sex with me. I didn’t want to demean him in that way. I was already feeling guilty as it is. Though I must also admit that there was a certain ‘kick’ in having my unsuspecting husband lick my cunt which had fucked by my lover only a few hours before. This was the contradiction I couldn’t understand. If I could feel this way how much more of a ‘kick’ it would be for Vikram if he knew it. When I thought of this an involuntary smile appeared on my lips before I cursed myself ‘idiot how can you smile when you think of how your lover would think disparagingly of your husband I scolded myself. For whatever reason that god my husband finished much quicker than usual. I don’t know how long I could have carried on the pretence that I was enjoying the sex.
 
Now when I thought that I would soon be with my lover my heart was filled with joy and my body with yearning, something I didn’t get last night with my husband. The love making sessions were so long with Vikram, not just the foreplay which took as long as half an hour or more but the actual act of fornication. Usually if this lasted too long there would come a point where the woman stops enjoying it and it would start getting uncomfortable for her. Sometimes all she would get is a splitting headache at the end. But Vikram was such an adept lover that he could sustain my arousal and lust even after I achieve an orgasm. He would stop his pumping in between to engage in caressing and kissing that rekindles any dousing fire within. I actually lost count the number of times I reached the peak of pleasure yesterday. Another thing was he shot so much of his life fluid inside my vagina. The volume was so high and I was in my fertile period. If I was not on the pill Vikram’s child would probably have started its journey in my womb. I am already betraying my husband but I don’t want my betrayal to go to this level. I had been pleasing my husband so much in bed lately that he has now been asking me to stop taking the pills so that we can try for the next child. I had refused saying we should wait for some time more. At this time if I stopped taking the pill now there was no guarantee that the child in my womb is that of my husband. I didn’t want my son to have a half brother or sister. Vikram of course would want that. When he sees my belly swollen with child and he knows that it is his then of course his manhood would have triumphed completely over my husband.
 
Vikram had asked me to come in a saree today and he specified that it should be with a sleeveless blouse and as low a neckline as possible. I only had two such blouses that were stitched some time ago. I use it rarely and that too only when I was going out with my husband but now for the first time I was going to use it for the pleasure of my lover. I chose the one that had the more plunging neckline and tried it on. It was a tight fit but still a fit. I then choose the most sheer saree I had which still showed my belly a bit in the sunlight. I took my time to apply my make up. Vikram should be stunned when he saw me. I only hoped no one sees me going out all dolled up sexily like this. Surely seeing me like this they would suspect something wrong was going on. Luckily the time I leave the house and the time I come back home is when there is hardly anyone out and about. I booked a cab that picked me up at my house. I saw the drivers eyes open wide when he saw me. Now after a little more than an hour later Vikram’s car had reached the outskirts of the city once more. He was driving but my head was moving up and down over his lap. Yesterday I had only been stroking his cock as we drove out of the city but today we had gone a step more. After getting out of the city I moved on from just stroking him to sucking his cock. Actually, he had to insist I do that because I was reluctant as I was afraid anyone from a vehicle behind or who were crossing us from the opposite lane would be able to notice what was happening in the car. But Vikram wanted to see my glossy painted red lips gripping his hard tool as I sucked him. Well, I had dolled up sexily just for him anyway so why not let him enjoy all of that. Whenever he saw a car coming fast behind us he would ask me to sit up and let the car overtake us. Similarly, when a car, bus or lorry was approaching on the opposite lane he would warn me and I would sit up while he pulled his t-shirt over his lap to cover his erect penis.  He enjoyed the pleasure from my mouth while the feel of his hot, hard flesh in my mouth made me hot too. I wanted that hot cock inside my wet snatch again. It was only with Vikram that I think of our private parts and our indulgence in these vulgar terms like cock, cunt, fucking etc I don’t think of sex in these terms when I’m with my husband.
 
I expected that he would find it difficult to control himself and drive properly when I continue to give him a blowjob but he enjoyed my sucking but at the same time he was in control of himself. It seems like Vikram’s man meat was in my mouth longer in these two days than my husband’s penis was in my month for the whole month. Well, this was my sweet cock, the cock that keeps showing me paradise so it was no surprise that I sucked it with greater desire in wanting to pleasure it. We now had again entered the same property we did yesterday but this time Vikram drove in further and we were parked below three big trees growing together and offering shade as well as some bushes covering the car from outside view. This time there was no chance of anyone seeing us from any side of the fenced property. Today I was less apprehensive than yesterday because I knew this place was safe. It was only after we had parked that I took my mouth off Vikram’s cock. It was ramrod straight because of my continuous pleasuring of it. Vikram’s love rod was of a slightly darker brown shade but his exposed bud was deep red .. almost purplish because of my sucking. I looked at the hardon with desire in my eyes. The sight of it now in this erect state would induce lust in any woman. I expected that we would be having sex in the car like yesterday but Vikram got out and took out a heavy thick blanket and spread it out on the grass.
 
“Come darling, we’ll do it here,” He said as he got completely naked.
 
“Vikram, let’s do it in the car, we can get completely naked like yesterday but if we are inside the car we can drive off quickly if we suddenly get surprised by anyone coming here. We can get dressed later when we are in a safe private place. That would be safer.”
 
“Don’t worry Bavani, as I told you we are totally safe here, no one will come,” as he said this he came to my side of the car and led me out of the car by my hands.
 
I hesitantly stepped out looking all around. This was the first time I would be naked in an open public place. I not only felt a little fearful I felt a whole lot shy. Now was the time for him to fully admire how I had dressed up for him. In my sleeveless blouse, my upper arm from shoulder downwards which has not been exposed to sunlight was very smooth and the skin tone very fair. In the light of the bright day he could see the v of my tied saree exposing my belly and the cute belly button through the sheer thin fabric of my saree. I stood there feeling shy but with a slight smile on my face as his eyes roamed on my sexy figure.
 
“Wow, baby you look good enough to eat. Give me a small catwalk darling,” He said.
 
Is this the place for a catwalk? But I did as he asked. I did it because he was my man and I wanted to please him. I walked a few steps up and down, legs crossing as I walked while exaggerating the sway of my hips. I tried to imitate as much as how I’ve seen the models do. Vikram must have been very happy because I heard him wolf whistle. My smile became broader when I heard this. He was standing completely naked with his cock jetting out in front of him. He was in the least self-conscious in standing naked like this in front of a fully clothed woman. But he was to soon rectify this.
 
“Do a striptease for me baby,” he said.
 
How could I deny anything to my handsome lover? First I undid the top two hooks of my blouse but I immediately covered it with my saree. I gave the end of my saree to him.  “Now become Dushasana my love,” I said. He laughed as he pulled on my saree and I didn’t resist like Draupadi. I twirled on the spot raising and pinning my two hands together and let him pull off the saree into his hands. Now I was only in my blouse and petticoat. I again walked to him, hips swaying, and stood in front of him. I took his hand and placed it on the side string of my petticoat. One pull with his fingers and the knot was undone. My petticoat fell around my ankles. I stepped out of it and stepped back away about three steps. I striped off my blouse and three it at his face. He adroitly caught it and rubbed it on his face.
 
“Take off your bra Bavani,” my young lover said as his eyes ogled the overflowing mounds of flesh that threatened to break free from the lacy bra cups that were valiantly trying to contain them.
 
I walked up to him, turned my back to him as I pulled my hair to the front. “You open it,” I said in reply. He caressed the smooth flesh of my as he gently planted a few kisses there. He unhooked my bra with ease. No struggle of the first timer for him. He had done this for a number of women and from what I can gather, all wives of other men like I was. I held the cups in the palm of my hands from preventing it from falling on the ground. I turned around and placed the inside of my two bra cups over his eyes. He took it to his nose and smelled the heat of my body deeply. He couldn’t control his lust and started stroking his cock. I tapped his hand away from his cock.
 
“Don’t touch it. That belongs to me .. only I can touch it,” I admonished him.
 
I pulled my bra from his face and placed it over his erect cock flesh. My bra was now dangling on that jutting hard rod. I pulled down my panties a little till the beginnings of my pubic hair could be seen. It caused his cock to jerk, the jerking caused the bra to fall to the ground.
 
I smiled on seeing this and huskily told him,” You take it off for me Vikram dear.”
 
He placed his hands on the sides of my hips hooking his fingers into the band of my panties. He kissed my belly flesh making me shiver as he pulled down my panties. Once it was past my knees it also fell down around my ankles. My triangle trimmed black thatch was a sharp contrast to my very fair unexposed skin.
 
“Do you like it this way or shaven clean,” I asked him.
 
“Fully bald pussies are not natural, I like it this way,” he said. His voice sounded hoarse.
 
His eyes, red with lust was greedily feasting on my body. I stood naked in front of my lover once again. This time in broad daylight in an open place. My lips still quivering from having pleasured his love tool for so long. What he saw must have pushed his desire to beyond control as his hand started stroking his cock again. All that was on my body were my earrings, nose stud, my gold chain mangalsutra, my gold bangles on my hands, silver anklets and silver toe rings. A small sticker bindi on my forehead and Kumkum on the beginning of the parting of my hair up on the forehead. This was how he wanted me to look for him.   
 
I kissed him on his lips and told him softly,” I’m all yours now, what are you waiting for? Take me my lovable rogue.”
 
He pulled me to him hard as our bodies clashed in sexual violence. As we stood on the blanket our lips were grinding on each other with uncontrolled passion. We kissed voraciously. Our hands explored each-others bodies and private pleasure parts as we continued to kiss in ravenous lust. As we continued to kiss for many long minutes like this we slowly slid down till we were lying on the blanket but our locked lips were yet to part. I could not recall if ever my lips had been intimately pressed like this against my husband’s lips for so long. Vikram got up from my body and went on his knees in front of my body. He took one of my foot to his face and pulled off the sandal I still had on. He kissed my sole before slowly moving to my toes as he gently sucked them one by one. I shrugged off the sandal from my other foot and I rubbed the balls of my foot on the underside of his cock. I pushed his cock till his shaft was pressed against stomach. I masturbated his cock with my toes. After a while he pushed my thighs apart and got in between them. He started rubbing his cockhead on the opening of my slit.
 
“SSSSs… Vikram .. push it in .. fuck me…”
 
He took my hand and placed it on cock. I tried to put it in my love entrance and push it in.
 
“No baby, rub my cock on your clit … masturbate yourself with my cock.”
 
As I did as he said my sexual heat kept building up and my mood to be fucked beyond patience. “Enough darling … put in in … I want you .. I want you now.”
 
But still he tortured me,” patience dear, I want your clit to swell out of its hood.”
 
As I continued to rub his cockhead on my clit for another five minutes or so I couldn’t take it anymore. “Put it in and fuck me you bastard if not I’ll turn you over and get upon you and fuck you.”
 
“Why Bavani, you like my cock so much?” He teased me with a naughty smile on his lips.
 
“Yes, my fucker .. I love it so much. I’ve become crazy over it,” I admitted my total surrender to his manhood.
 
“Did your husband have sex with you last night?”
 
Should I answer or not? “Yes, he did.”
 
“Then why do you need my cock so quickly?”
 
He really wanted to humiliate my husband. He wanted me to have some disdain for my husband. Only then I won’t refuse anything he wants. I can see what he was trying to do but in my sexually hard-up state I couldn’t resist.
 
“Don’t aggravate me you idiot … I just want your cock.”
 
“Let that be aside .. did your husband lick your cunt,” He asked as he pushed in an inch or so as an incentive to make me not refuse to answer?
 
“Why that now … just fuck me,” I replied with a bit of pleading in my voice.
 
He now pushed two inches inside and then quickly pulled out again. “No, tell me first, did he lick your cunt?”
 
Two inches was not enough I wanted the whole piece of love meat inside. “Hey donkey … push it in.”
 
He now pushed in about three inches and held it there without pumping. Even that three inches of thickness felt so good. “Do you want this whole thing in you?” he teased me without mercy.
 
“Yes … yes.”
 
“Then tell me … did he lick?”
 
I couldn’t save what ever little honour my husband had anymore. “ Yes, he licked .. now fuck me rascal.”
 
He now pushed the whole hard cock inside of me .. “aarrghh..” I shrieked in delight. Both our bodies started the illicit dance of lust once more. Now our moans dissipated in the open air. The birds perching on the trees were the only witness to this adulterous coupling. They must be wondering why these two creatures with their bodies writhing together were making these strange noises. My lover enjoyed my body with full ardour. Every time he plunged in his manhood reached the very depth of my vulva, pressing against my cervix. Every time the hairs around our private parts would mingle at that time. There was no AC this time but thank god there was a fairly stiff breeze because we were sweating profusely. My legs pinned together on his as each time I lifted my hips to give my prized possession for his manhood to invade. He was pumping hard I was getting there with a huge build-up of pleasure as I could only with Vikram. My body bent like a bow as I started spasming, my lust was bathing his cock but he still ploughed on, churning my increased wetness. He slowed down his strokes but continued without stopping. He kissed me, sucked my boobs caressed my body till I felt desire stirring rapidly in me again. Soon we were fornicating as if we had just started. I was so wet now that his cock churning my pussy caused a bit of foam to appear there. I could feel his movements getting frantic, he was also reaching the peak and so was I again. This time when my body bent like a bow I felt hot liquid shoot inside of me joining my own second release. I gripped his buttocks hard holding him in as he spewed his pleasure inside of me. After a while we lay there exhausted but happy. A man and a woman lying in the open, satisfied but still not sated.
 
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I got off Bavani’s body and lay beside her on the blanket.  We were both breathing heavily after our strenuous coupling. We lay there with the shadows of the branches of the trees above falling on our bodies. The heaving of her heavy but shapely breasts was enjoyable to watch. The nipples were still pointed and swollen and was like cherries that made you want to taste them. Those nipples had fed a child already and hopefully it will do so again soon.
 
“That was a fantastic fuck darling .. your pussy just sucked out the life in me.”
 
She still breathed heavily as she spoke. “I enjoyed it a lot too.”
 
I looked at her rounded mount of venus. How well it had borne the assault by my hips. My white liquid was slowly seeping out from her slit. I had filled Mohan’s wife’s pussy with my seed once again. He would have got the remnants of its taste when he ate her cunt last night. I hoped he would lick her again tonight. Let him taste the man juice that gave his wife so much pleasure. I looked at her body. The fair skinned body was now red tinged from the physical activity and sexual heat but I could still see the blue veins running through her body. The sweat on her body was slowly getting dry by the breeze blowing as was the wetness of my saliva on her nipples. Her belly was slightly fleshy but that added to her sexiness. There were some stretch marks that could be seen on the lower part of her rounded belly. That was to be expected, after all she was a mother of a child. If I had my way there would be new stretch marks on her belly because of my sperm. That thought made my cock stir again. What else could make a man feel prouder with arrogance. Knowing that another man’s wife was carrying his child and soon the unsuspecting fool of a husband would be lovingly cooing to it thinking it was his own. Even after so many years of married life and having given birth to a child Bavani’s sex hole was still so tight. How hard it had gripped my pole. Every time I pull it half way out before shoving it back in, her pussy would grasp it dearly as if reluctant to let go of it. 
 
I again voiced out my wonder. “How is it that your pussy is still like that of a virgin girls pussy. I don’t think your husband has used it properly.”
 
“When you have a dong like a mule’s that every woman’s pussy will be like a virgin’s pussy for you,” Bavani laughed looking at me fondly.
 
I got up, went to the car and came back with our mobile phones as well as a box of tissue. The time was 12.10 now. We had been fucking for around forty-five minutes but I hoped we would still have time for a couple of bouts of sex more. I pulled out some tissues and cleaned my cock before handing over the tissue box to her. She too took out some tissues and wiped her snatch clean. When she was doing this, it reminded me of what I had asked her to do yesterday.
 
“Bavani, did you do as I said yesterday?”
 
“What?” she asked me while still cleaning her pussy with a fresh bunch of tissues.
 
“I told you cleaning like this was enough and not to wash it. I wanted you to make your husband lick your cunt after that.”
 
“Chchee you’re terrible. Just because he cannot fully satisfy me is it right that I humiliate him like this?
 
“Tell me the truth Bavani, don’t you find it sexually arousing and exciting to cheat your husband and have sex with me?”
 
I saw her face turn red, that would mean what I said was true. This adulterous sex gave her increased excitement and pleasure. But even after engaging in this sinful illicit sex several times she could still blush. That was beautiful to see.
 
“Having sex like this behind his back was extra pleasurable but I cannot humiliate him just because of that .. please understand darling.”
 
Even though she was cheating her husband and was lying naked like this in the open air with her lover she still had love for her husband. This was why having sex with Bavani was more pleasurable to me than with any other of my lovers. Having love for her husband she still could not control her desires for me and she loses all her controls and restraints to enjoy pleasure with me but would still go back to her husband  .. but with a feeling of guilt. This was the more meaningful victory of my manhood over that of her husband’s. The next thing would be to invade what was private to her husband and fuck Bavani in her bedroom, on her marital bed, the bed where her husband exercises his conjugal rights. I was going to exercise my illicit conjugal victory on that very bed. We engaged in post coital caresses and kisses while still lazing on the blanket. I could never have enough of her sweet lips. While engaged in the act of fornication lust would be the primary emotion that engulfs us but the kisses right now, creates a closeness that would border on love for a woman like Bavani who was married to another man. Lust alone could not sustain a relationship, even an adulterous relationship like ours. Over time the thrill and the desire would diminish in a relationship that goes nowhere. However, if Bavani develops a fondness (I won’t call it love) for me we would probably continue this deliciously sinful affair for a few years. By that time, I would have enjoyed all that I wanted with this beautiful housewife and hopefully leave my child in her womb as a remembrance of it.
 
As if vouching for my own thoughts she said,” When I’m with you like this, in your arms I forget everything. I forget I’m a married woman, I forget I have a loving husband .. have a child that I love very much .. everything. I just want to be with you always .. want to belong to you alone.”
 
I kissed her on her forehead after she said this. This moment required a kiss there, not on her lips.
 
“But when I get back home reality hits me. What we have here is a blissful fantasy, a temporary suspension from the mundane life that I have. When I’m at home I’m reminded of my duties, my responsibilities … my family.”
 
“I feel the same Bavani, I want to keep you with me .. keep you only for myself but tell me, can you leave your husband and your child, forsake your family and come with me?”
 
I knew it was not possible for her. If it was only the husband she may have left him and come with me but how could she leave her child. Moreover, her own family .. her parents, her siblings would be affected very badly. That would always be in the back of her mind.
 
“I can’t darling … no matter how much I want to I can’t.” I expected this answer from her so in the meanwhile I would continue to satisfy her desire and my lust and we would have many, many joyous sexual mating.
 
The regret in her voice was very clear, this was the time I have to show emotion to her. “I understand your situation Bavani. How I wish I had met you before you got married.”
 
This time when we kissed there was intense passion in it. She gave vent to her full feelings in the kiss. My manhood was ready to go again. I lay down flat and pulled her on top of me in 69 position. Her pussy lips were very near my face and they glistened with wetness.
 
“Hey idiot .. you are now going to do what you wanted my husband to do.”
 
“What’s that?”
 
“I haven’t washed yet but you are going to lick my pussy.”
 
“Oh that, me tasting a bit of myself is nothing, making your husband do it is special.”
 
“Chee .. it may be special for you … but my poor husband would suffer indignity.”
 
“Of course, it’s special. He should know the taste of the man who had fully satisfied his wife, something he couldn’t do.”
 
Before she could say anything I pressed my lips on to her pussy lips as my tongue probed inside. First she gasped, then she groaned and then only her moans of pleasure were heard. After that even that stopped as I felt something engulf my cock. Now as she enjoyed my eating of her pussy I enjoyed her sucking of my pole. My tongue probed the walls of her vagina as my cock reached up to her throat several times. We both competed to give pleasure to each other. As we were engaging in this delightful oral pleasure I heard my phone ring. I ignored it as I was busy in a pleasurable pursuit. The ringing stopped but then started again after a few seconds. My hand went searching for my phone as I continued to suck on Bavani’s pussy. I glanced to see who it was from. It was from Smitha, I placed it beside my head and put it on speaker.
 
“Hi Vikram, how are you? Are you busy?”
 
I took my mouth off Bavani’s cunt and said,” No, just sipping on something sweet, tell me, what’s up?”
 
Bavani too stopped sucking on hearing Smitha’s voice. “Good news, I’ve got a job as a bank officer.”
 
“Congrats, when are you joining .. when’s the treat.”
 
While waiting for her reply I continued to tongue my darling’s pussy but she stopped sucking and was listening to our conversation.
 
“I’m on three months training and now one month is already over, then I’ve to report for work … guess where.”
 
“Where?”
“Coimbatore.”
“Wow great.”
 
“Not too far away from Bangalore, you can come and see me or maybe I can come to Bangalore to meet you sometimes.”
 
“Sure, okay where in Coimbatore are you going to stay?”
 
“My parents don’t like me staying alone so my friend, you know your friends’ sister is making arrangements.”
 
“Who?” I asked a bit puzzled.
 
“You know .. the bride whose wedding you attended. Her relative is staying in Coimbatore and her parents are trying to make arrangements for me.”
 
Now I stopped licking and asked eagerly,” Who’s that?”
 
“His name is Mohan and his wife’s name, Bavani. They also have a son. You may have even met them at the wedding. They have a spare room and hopefully I can stay as a paying guest .. at least temporarily. My friend’s parents may already be speaking to Mohan sir now.”
 
I was very excited to hear this. This would make my plan to enjoy Bavani on her own bed come true easily.  

[bineeshm]

THis is much more detailed and hotter than in the original Tamil version. bravo!

[a2011]

Amazing update...now vikram has a shot of seducing bhavani right in front of poor mohan...

[Givemeextra]

“You know .. the bride whose wedding you attended. Her relative is staying in Coimbatore and her parents are trying to make arrangements for me.”
 
Now I stopped licking and asked eagerly,” Who’s that?”
 
“His name is Mohan and his wife’s name, Bavani. They also have a son. You may have even met them at the wedding. They have a spare room and hopefully I can stay as a paying guest .. at least temporarily. My friend’s parents may already be speaking to Mohan sir now.”

At last, after some mindless fuck fest story coming back to core

Would love to read [especially Bold one's]:

• Vikram coming to meet Smitha as her friend. Staying with her for hours agitating hubby badly. Hubby just clearing his mind  but now again pain started. Hubby cant say anything at this point, his internal stress raising
  
• Vikram visiting more and more trips
  
• Bavani talking freely with Smitha but more with Vikram despite Hubby's objections
  
• Sexual tensions rising between Bavani and Smitha as well as to who can have more of Vikram
  
• Vikram fucking Smitha once and Bavani once [when either one of them there]
  
• Lastly Ultimately - Vikram having both Bavani and Smitha on 1 bed. Hubby trusting Smitha to be a distraction for Vikram but Smitha working with Bavani in reality to get fucked by Vikram. Some lesbian actions to needed
  

[Lollobionda]

Very well and fluently written, the description of the sex scenes detailed and vivid.
I enjoy every single line, because they are incredibly erotic...

If this was not an "erotic story", I would have described Banavi like this:

Immoral, naive, bratty and topped off with disrespect....
These are the behavioural codes of Bavani.

Maybe someone should whisper in Bavani's ear that marriage does not only consist of "vagina and penis". 
There are many other weighty and significant things that make married life what it is.
She behaves like an immature 14 year old brat who has fallen head over heels in love with a boy of the 
same age for the first time and gets an orgasm while briefly holding hands....

Bavani:
"I do not blow Mohan with that intensity.
When interacting with Mohan, I do not let myself go the way I do with Vikram..."
these and similar statements from her on one side, but on the other side:
"My man cannot satisfy me the way Vikram does..."

What a logic !

I cannot stand such persons who behave and act similarly to Vikram in life and also in stories. 
Mostly they have failed in real life, have inferiority complexes, suffer strongly from narcism.

... And the naive, dick-driven wife and mother Banavi falls for such an impostor.

I fear that she will lose everything and end up with empty hands in the middle of nothing.

Unless Mohan does not drop her (after all she has done) and reaches under her arms....

In this sense
All the best

Lollobionda

[Lollobionda]

An appeal !

I think and feel that this story deserves much more attention from us "readers and friends of well-written erotica".

I think reading the story and enjoying it (getting excited) is good, but we should also share our views, opinions 
and feelings about it too.

Therefore, I invite all readers and fans to take a few minutes to write down a few words and share them with us here. 
But above all, to show the author that we appreciate and honour his work...

In this sense
All the best

Lollobionda

[a2011]

This is the best story out here...

[Rangushki]

Fantastic bro

[game40it]

THis is much more detailed and hotter than in the original Tamil version. bravo!

Thank you, I have tried to make some changes as I go along. Sometimes going through it a second time helps to make some improvements 

Amazing update...now vikram has a shot of seducing bhavani right in front of poor mohan...

He will make him suffer but not do it directly.

At last, after some mindless fuck fest story coming back to core

Would love to read [especially Bold one's]:

• Vikram coming to meet Smitha as her friend. Staying with her for hours agitating hubby badly. Hubby just clearing his mind  but now again pain started. Hubby cant say anything at this point, his internal stress raising
  
• Vikram visiting more and more trips
  
• Bavani talking freely with Smitha but more with Vikram despite Hubby's objections
  
• Sexual tensions rising between Bavani and Smitha as well as to who can have more of Vikram
  
• Vikram fucking Smitha once and Bavani once [when either one of them there]
  
• Lastly Ultimately - Vikram having both Bavani and Smitha on 1 bed. Hubby trusting Smitha to be a distraction for Vikram but Smitha working with Bavani in reality to get fucked by Vikram. Some lesbian actions to needed
  

There has to be a number of sex scenes between Vikram and  Bavani as that's the main gist of the story. There would be other developments in the story but not all as you mentioned above. Ultimately the story is about the slow degradation of a wife and possible redemption but not in the normal sense. 

Very well and fluently written, the description of the sex scenes detailed and vivid.
I enjoy every single line, because they are incredibly erotic...

If this was not an "erotic story", I would have described Banavi like this:

Immoral, naive, bratty and topped off with disrespect....
These are the behavioural codes of Bavani.

Maybe someone should whisper in Bavani's ear that marriage does not only consist of "vagina and penis". 
There are many other weighty and significant things that make married life what it is.
She behaves like an immature 14 year old brat who has fallen head over heels in love with a boy of the 
same age for the first time and gets an orgasm while briefly holding hands....

Bavani:
"I do not blow Mohan with that intensity.
When interacting with Mohan, I do not let myself go the way I do with Vikram..."
these and similar statements from her on one side, but on the other side:
"My man cannot satisfy me the way Vikram does..."

What a logic !

I cannot stand such persons who behave and act similarly to Vikram in life and also in stories. 
Mostly they have failed in real life, have inferiority complexes, suffer strongly from narcism.

... And the naive, dick-driven wife and mother Banavi falls for such an impostor.

I fear that she will lose everything and end up with empty hands in the middle of nothing.

Unless Mohan does not drop her (after all she has done) and reaches under her arms....

In this sense
All the best

Lollobionda

Thank you for your detailed comment. As an author of the story I had taken some liberty to enhance the story. May not be always very logical though I try to keep some semblance of it as far as possible.  

An appeal !

I think and feel that this story deserves much more attention from us "readers and friends of well-written erotica".

I think reading the story and enjoying it (getting excited) is good, but we should also share our views, opinions 
and feelings about it too.

Therefore, I invite all readers and fans to take a few minutes to write down a few words and share them with us here. 
But above all, to show the author that we appreciate and honour his work...

In this sense
All the best

Lollobionda

Thank you very much for your effort in this regard. Comments are the encouragement that gives motivation to the author to keep going. 

This is the best story out here...

Thank you for your kind words

Fantastic bro

Thank you.

I'm in the midst of completing my story in Tamil. I think I will be able to complete it by tomorrow. After that I can fully concentrate on this story. I never let any of my story be incomplete. This is just to let you know of the situation.

[a2011]

I'm almost tempted to use Google translate on your Tamil story to figure out what happens next...but wont do that coz only ur original writing skills can do it justice...keep up the amazing writing...

[fasterboy]

You did right.
google translate doesn't carry emotion/story telling style.
I did that since then I regret

[game40it]

Chapter 15 continued

 
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Hearing this good news, I told Smitha,” That’s great to hear. I’m a bit occupied now I’ll contact you later.”
 
“Oh, sorry Vikram, didn’t know you were busy. I’ll speak to you later but there is one thing I have to tell you.”
 
“What’s that?”
 
“I missed you,” Smitha said and cut the phone.
 
This is the first time she had openly and practically directly told me that she was interested in me and that too while Bavani was listening in to the conversation. This would definitely upset Bavani and I have to mollify her now. Only then will my plan to enjoy Bavani in her own home would work out. I had plans that I wanted to have sex with Bavani all over her house. In places where even her husband would not have enjoyed with her. Bavani got off my body and was now sitting beside me. She was staring at me, her anger evident on her face. I totally ignored it.
 
“Great news Bavani, meeting up now is going to be so much easier.”
 
“Who? You and Smitha?” she said bitterly.
 
When I tried to hug her, she pushed my hands away. “You’ll have Smitha to hold anymore won’t you so you don’t have to touch me.”
 
“Why are you getting angry darling. Don’t you know that you are always first for me? She got my number that day and she used to message me fairly frequently but I only use to reply once in a while.
 
“Then, why are you still keeping contact with her?” Bavani was not Mohan’s wife now .. she was my jealous girlfriend.
 
“I always had a hope she was going to be useful to us now what happened now. You heard didn’t you … that she’s interested in me. If I had any interest in her then wouldn’t I have gone and met her long ago. I didn’t bother and instead came to see you. I only ever wanted to be with you.”
 
She saw the logic in what I said and her anger reduced somewhat. “I never ever looked forward to her messages but how much I longed for you to reply to me.” When I said this the anger slowly dissipated from her face. This time when I hugged her she didn’t push me away.
 
“Still angry with me darling? You are my wife, she means nothing to me,” I said and kissed her softly on her lips.
 
“Okay, okay don’t lie too much to please me. Anyway, what would your relationship with her. Will you do … hmm … this with her.”
 
Now I have to be careful how I answered. I mustn’t say I won’t ever have sex with Smitha. That won’t be possible and if I lie in this matter there would be problems with her later. I have to give Bavani an acceptable reason why if it was necessary I would have sex with Smitha.
 
“Bavani, tell me truthfully the answer to this, with whom do you enjoy sex more, me or your husband?”
 
“You know the answer to this Vikram, why do you still ask me?”
 
“No dear, indulge me … tell me the answer.”
 
It was so nice to see her blush before she answered,” with you.”
 
“With whom you look forward to have sex with.”
 
Again, she shyly said,” with you.”
 
“Then why do you have sex with your husband when he wants to?”
 
“How can I not .. he’s my husband, it’s my duty.”
 
While lying completely naked in the open with a man other than her husband, that too after enthusiastically having vigorous sexual romp with him, Bavani still remembers she has a husband … is still talking about the rights of her husband and her duty.
 
“So, you admit Bavani, it is not out of desire you have sex with him but out of duty.”
 
 “Yes, you can say it is so in a sense. If he satisfied me fully why would I be lying like this with you?”
 
“It’s the same situation with Smitha. If only I am Smitha’s lover I can use that as an excuse and come here, purportedly to see her but in actual fact to be with you. Then only suspicions won’t fall on you. If it need be I may have to have sex with her out of duty and my role as her lover.”
 
“You want me to allow Smitha to come and stay in my house?”
 
“Yes, if your husband asks you, you agree to this. Only then I can use that as an excuse and come to your house. We will have a lot of chances to enjoy ourselves freely in the safety of your house.”
 
“How can that be Vikram, if she is here, you can only be with her.”
 
“I can send her to work, pretend I’m returning to Bangalore but instead come back to your house and we can enjoy ourselves. No one seeing me would get suspicious because they would have already seen me visiting your house.”
 
She still had a doubtful look on her face.  “Believe me Bavani dear nothing will go wrong You know I have long wanted to fuck you on your own bed.”
 
“Rascal, why do you have such a wish?” What Bavani didn’t tell me then was she too had dreamt of such a thing happening.
 
I must arouse her lust again. I wanted another wonderful round of sex. “Think dear, we will be fucking on that bed the whole day … the warmth our bodies created on the mattress may not have even gone off completely. Your husband would comfortably sleep enjoying the warmth, not knowing that the warmth was because his wife had been thoroughly fucked there not long before.”
 
“You are very bad Vikram,” She pinched me but the way her body shivered when I said that showed she too was aroused by that scenario.
 
We started kissing passionately again as a forerunner to another heated sexual bout. I shoved my tongue in her mouth and she eagerly sucked on it. While kissing her a number thoughts went through my mind. I had to fuck Smitha at least once while Bavani secretly sees that. The next time after that when I have sex with Bavani she would be like a tigress in bed out of jealousy. Who knows that jealousy may even push her to want to get pregnant by me? If she believes that I may eventually get married to Smitha she may want to have something from me that Smitha would surely have, that is my child. She may even want to be the first to have my child in her womb. At that time the phone rang again but this time it was not my phone tone, it was Bavani’s phone. She pushed me off her and quickly took the phone. When she saw who the call was from I could see her panicking.  
 
“Hello yes dear ……… no, I’m not at home, I came out to do some shopping.” It was definitely Mohan on the phone.
 
As she spoke I started massaging her breast. She tried to push my hand away but I did not allow her and continued to press her boob. I now started tweaking her erect nipple.
 
“Really, who? …… Oh, that girl.”
 
I now licked her nipple then took it in my mouth and started sucking it.”
 
“SSSS..ahh … no, nothing dear … I was walking as I talked on the phone I stubbed my toes without noticing where I was walking.” Bavani stared at me admonishingly.
 
I simply grinned at her mischievously. I took her hand and placed it on my cock. She didn’t take her hand away but instead held my cock and started stroking it. She too seemed to enjoy playing with my cock as she spoke to her husband. Or maybe she did it because I would like it.
 
“Would it be okay to have a young unmarried girl staying in our house?”
 
My hardon was iron hard now enjoying this beautiful housewife speaking to her unwitting husband as she pleasured me. Her nail polish flashed in the sunlight as her hand moved up and down on my long shaft.
 
“No, no I’m not doubting you … it’s just what others .. outsiders may say.”
 
I now stood up. My cock was pointing straight at the sitting Bavani’s face. I rubbed my cock on her red lips. She shook her head at me to say no.
 
“You’re right why should we bother what others might say.”
 
I forcefully pushed my cock into her mouth. Bavani relented and opended those delicious full lips to allow my cock to enter her warm mouth. She started sucking on my dick as she listened to what her husband was saying to her.
 
After a few seconds she took my cock out of her mouth. “If it’s okay with you then I’m alright with that .. hmm … hmm … okay see in the evening .. bye dear.”
 
“Buffalo .. buffalo ..how can you do that while I’m talking to my husband .. idiot,” she scolded me but there was no anger in her voice. She too must have been thrilled by this erotic play.
 
I laughed as I asked her,” Is your husband agreeable to Smitha staying in your house?”
 
“Yeah .. yeah .. why would he object to a young, beautiful girl staying in our house?”
 
“But would that girl ever be a match for this beautiful housewife,” I stoked her ego. I saw her face blossom in a bright and happy smile.
 
The price I got for the compliment was a pleasurable blowjob for the next few minutes. I then lay on the blanket while stroking my cock. Bavani knew what I wanted her to do. She straddled my hips and took my rod from my hands into hers. She half squatted with one leg on the ground and her weight on her knees on the other leg. She rubbed my cockhead on her wet slit a few times before she sat on me. My cock went sliding in till it was buried fully inside her body.
 
“I like this way Vikram, I can control how far your donkey’s cock goes inside of me,” said my lover as she smiled at me.
 
She sat with her knees on the ground. She didn’t move up and down but rather front and back. My buried rod was not visible outside as her pubis rubbed on my hips but my thick shaft was moving in her. My foreskin by now was fully pulled back and I can feel the greater pleasure of my sensitive bud rubbing inside her wet folds of flesh. The expression on her face soon changed from smiling to suffering like look but in actual fact not suffering but enjoying. Her breath came out in hot gasps. The firm rounded breasts of her was very attractively swaying with the movement of her body. As she became more and more in the throes of passion she bent down till her face was close to mine. I could feel her hot breath on my face.
 
“Kiss me darling, I’m going to kiss you as I fuck you.” She gasped as she moaned out these words.
 
I’m sure she would never have told her husband vulgarly like this that she wants to fuck him. I believe that every woman has a hidden slutty nature within her. This unbounded lust is normally kept under control. It would even be hidden away from their husbands. All it needs is for the right lover to break the restraints and let that animal passion burst out. Only that lover would enjoy her full sexual prowess. In this case I was that lover. As we were fucking while continuing to kiss deeply the sound of our bodies colliding made a ‘thub’ ‘thub’ sound. From down my cock was thrust in her cunt, from up her tongue was thrust in my mouth. Above our saliva became one below our sexual release become one.
 
“Ohh .. Ohh.. I love you Vikram .. your cock is doing so many things to me…”
 
“yesss darling .. my cock is the right cock for your cunt and your cunt is the right cunt for my cock … we’re made for each other.”
 
“Yes baby .. suck my tits … suck it as you fuck meeee…”
 
I took her nipples and gently chewed on it as I kept pushing my hips up to meet her push. I had to make her agree to my next wish. I had to plant that idea in her mind. 
 
“No milk is coming from your tits honey.”
 
“I’ve stopped breastfeeding Avinash for almost three years now … no milk.”
 
“I want milk to come from here, and it must come because of me.” She knew what I was wanting but she didn’t answer .. just moaned.
 
“Ang … ahh … ang ….”
 
“ahh … ahh … ang …”
 
“God ohhh…….”
 
I let her enjoy the sex as I continued to drill her pussy from below for more than ten minutes. She must be more engulfed in uncontrollable pleasure before she would say what I wanted her to say. I must keep her in this heightened sexualstate.
 
But she suddenly moaned aloud,” AAhhh… I’m comingggg…” Her body shuddered as if in great fever before she lay on my body ..unmoving.
 
I was not going to leave her like this. I turned her over and got on top of her. I shoved my cock into her now wetter pussy as I lay on top of her. I kissed her, sucked on her neck, her breasts till her desires were relit before I started pounding her cunt. I was relentless in this sexual assault of her body. Slowly her hands wrapped around my back, her legs wound around mine as she started her next journey to ecstasy. Her soft malleable breasts were mercilessly kneaded by me as I plunged as deep as I could into her love hole. Her back arched as I sucked on her teat. Her nails were now starting to dig into my back. She was once again racing towards uncontrollable desire … now was the time … now I had to make her accept my wish.
 
“Are you enjoying the fuck honey…”
 
“Yes … yessss…”
 
“Your body belongs to me … say it..” I thrust my cock upwards till rubbed tightly along her walls before reaching her cervix.
 
“Yes darling … it’s your…”
 
“Only mine??? Tell me.”
 
“sssss … yes  .. yes..”
 
“Not your husbands .. humph … humph.. “ I growled as I fucked her. She had to say this. She was in tremendous pleasure. Her fingers were scrapping hard on my back.
 
“YESSSSSS……”
 
“Then only I should breed you not him.”
 
“No .. no… pity him.. no..” she still resisted.
 
“Can he give you this pleasure.” Even the blanket was being pulled on the ground by the force of our mating.
 
“…. No… ,” her answer came with a small moan.
 
“I’m your secret husband anymore .. only I can give you the pleasure you want … isn’t it so.”
 
Her hips were moving up as rapidly as my hips were moving down. Her eyes were rolling back in bliss. “Yes, baby only you take me to heaven .. ang… ahhh…”
 
“A husband who cannot satisfy you has no right to make you pregnant.” She didn’t say anything but her cries of pleasure were getting louder.
 
“Only I have the right.”
 
“Ssss..ahhh..”
 
“Isn’t it?”
 
“Oohhhh…”
 
“Isn’t it?”
 
“AAArrghhhh … yes … aaahhhh oh god … yes … only you aaahhhh….” Her shrieks startled the birds on the trees which took to flight in alarm.
 
Bavani body shook violently, her body spasmed so hard it almost pushed me off her. I too could not control anymore. Streams of my hot lava spurted into her eagerly waiting womb. Her spasms slowly turned to shudders then to shivers. It was almost a minute before she stopped shivering. Though she accepted what I said in the blissful torment she would resist again when she was back to normal. But that was okay. What I wanted to do was plant that idea in her mind. I believed eventually she will reach a point where she would start thinking it wouldn’t be much wrong if that happened to happen. My wish was to make her pregnant on the very bed she shares with her husband.
 
Husband
 
As I unlocked my front door and entered my home I saw my son sitting in the hall and watching TV. On seeing me his face lit up. He ran to me shouting ‘daddy’ and jumped up on me. I carried him in my arms as I kissed him on the cheeks. “Where’s mummy?” I asked him.
 
“Mummy is sleeping daddy,” He replied in his innocent voice.
 
I was surprised to hear this. In all these years since we were married she had never been sleeping at the time I returned from work. Well this was not entirely true she had been sleeping in tiredness sometimes when she was carrying our son. That was to be expected during pregnancy but she wouldn’t do this in normal times. She had even left Avinash alone to watch TV as she slept. What had made her so tired I thought to myself as I sat on the sofa and took off my shoes.
 
“When did your mummy go to sleep?” I asked my son.
 
“She gave me Horlicks and biscuits and told me to watch TV as she was tired and going to take a nap. She told me to wake her up when you came home daddy. She went to sleep then itself,” He prattled on.
 
I left my son in the hall to watch TV as I went to the bedroom to see Bavani. I found her to be sleeping deeply, so much so she didn’t even know I had come there.
 
“Bavani .. Bavani … wake up,” I shook her body slightly.
 
She slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes looked confused as if not knowing where she was but on seeing me she rapidly became wide awake.
 
“Oh .. your back … sorry dear I was a bit tired and had slept.”
 
I could see the tiredness in her, she did appear exhausted. While she looked tired there seemed to be a glow in her face. I’ve seen such radiance on a woman’s face before but for the life of me I couldn’t recollect when. She quickly got up to wash her face. As she walked I noticed a difference in her walk. There seemed to be a suggestive sway in her walk. This was when I recollected where I had seen all this before. I had a staff whose husband was working overseas. One day she appeared very excited as she was working in the office. That was where I had seen that same glow in the face.
 
“Hi, Swetha, you look very happy, what’s up?” I asked her.
 
She blushed before she answered,” nothing sir, I’m just like always.”
 
Another staff intervened. “She’s lying sir, her husband is coming back tomorrow and so this happiness. That’s why she has applied for leave for two days, along with the weekend she be off for four days. She’ll only come back to work on Monday.”
 
“Be quiet,” Swetha scolded her friend,” that’s right sir, he is coming back tomorrow. He’ll be here one month. Please sir, I may take leave quite a few times this month. He is only back once every two years.”
 
So, the glow on her face was a reflection of her love for her husband. When Swetha came back to work on that Monday her face was even brighter.
At that time, I overheard some of her colleagues whisper to each other,” look how her face is shining. The other person replied,” Of course it will be, her husband wouldn’t have let her get out of bed. She would have got a feast to ease her sexual hunger.”
 
Seeing Bavani’s walk just now triggered the memories of that day. Swetha’s walk was very much like this. Now the reason was clear for the glow on her face and that sway in her walk. It was the sex she had enjoyed with her husband. That was understandable. But why the same type of glow and that walk where Bavani was concerned. Not only that Bavani had told me that she had gone shopping today. So, she had gone out alone today. She could have …..  Chche .. cannot be .. why am I thinking like this, it’s not possible? Though I tried to reassure myself I had an empty feeling in the pit of my stomach. As I was pondering on all this Bavani came out from the washroom.
 
“Have your bath first, I’ll get the dinner ready by then,” she said.
 
I was in deep thoughts as I entered into my bathroom. I absentmindedly took my bath as my mind was in turmoil. When I finally came to the dining table about twenty minutes later the food was already on the dining table. Bavani was feeding dinner to our son. Things I didn’t take much notice of before I started noticing now. I saw her hands as she fed my son. It was only in the last month or so that she had grown and manicured her nails and was using nail polish. This wasn’t something she had been doing from the time we were married. I also saw that she had cut and styled her hair and had taken greater care on her make up. I’ve heard that when either a man or a woman is engaged in a secret affair there would be changes in them which they themselves make unconsciously and which exposes the possibility that they were involved with someone else. Are these signs indicating that? My doubt had always been on Vikram and with good reason but he is so far away. Could he have come here? Is Bavani in contact with him? Till now I had no reason to believe that but now? Would someone take so much of trouble and effort just for some sex? Even I felt this was a stupid rhetoric question. For someone with the grace, beauty and glamour of Bavani forget the man who is in another city making the effort even if he was in another country he would still somehow find the time to come.
 
I looked at Bavani face, would someone with that demure face be able to do something this wrong? Is she capable of betraying me and then acting as if nothing was wrong like this? Or is it that all this is my overactive imagination. But once this doubt has come I just can’t ignore it. I would have to rehire the detective agency to keep an eye on my wife. But am I doing this too late? What if Vikram had come here and he and Bavani had engaged in adulterous sex and now he has gone back after enjoying my wife’s beautiful body this whole morning and afternoon? I should have continued to hire the detective whatever the cost. I had stopped after two weeks because it was burning a hole into my savings, the savings I was making in case of a crisis. But what greater crisis can there be than a scoundrel seeking to seduce your wife and destroy your peace of mind. Was Vikram really here today? If so where could they have met to enjoy their sinful fornication? Here in my house … no, not possible because Bavani said she had gone out shopping today. So, if Vikram had indeed come it would have been out somewhere. In a hotel? Was Bavani bold enough to go and meet her lover in a hotel? I could never imagine Bavani being capable of something like that. Where can two illicit lovers meet safely in this city? The image of Vikram and Bavani lying naked together in a passionate embrace caused a stab like pain in my heart. I only prayed and hoped that all this was just my hyperactive imagination and nothing like this had happened.   
 
While eating I casually asked her,” Bavani, you said you went shopping today .. didn’t you buy anything?”
 
As she was taking food towards my son’s mouth when she heard this her hand froze for a second or two. Then she answered just as casually,” I was bored at home as I had nothing much to do. So, I just went window shopping, not to buy anything.”
 
Did you go shopping because you were bored at home or did you go to enjoy sex with your lover because sex at home was boring to you I thought to myself.
 
My wife now changed the topic. “You said that girl Smitha would be coming here, when would that be?”
 
“it’ll take two months or a little more, why do you ask?”
 
“No, she is a very beautiful girl and she is going to stay alone in our house, that’s why I asked.”
 
“She beautiful .. so??”
 
“Well she could be alone in the house sometimes and you it so happens sometime just the two of you may be in the house, so…..”
 
“Why .. you think she, or I, or both would engage in something wrong is it?”
 
  “Not like that, she wouldn’t do anything like that.”
 
“So, you’re saying I would. Or are you trying to say she would never be attracted to someone like me .. that I’m incapable of attracting any beautiful girl because I was not good enough.” The anger I had been trying to suppress, my inner thoughts on my own inadequacy, burst out beyond my control.
 
Yes, only a man like Vikram is capable of attracting a beautiful woman, even a married woman like my wife, not I with my average looks I thought to myself with bitterness.
 
“Why are you saying things like this dear. I just meant that Smitha would want to be with someone of her age. That’s only natural. I didn’t mean any disrespect to you. What shortcomings are there for you.”
 
Only my cock is short for you. You want a man with a big cock like Vikram don’t you I thought accusingly of her even without being sure if she had actually betrayed me. Is there any justification for me to think like this? Yet my suspicions persisted.
 
“Then why did you insinuate that me and Smitha being alone could be a problem?”
 
“It’s just that Smitha is more beautiful than me, won’t you get attracted???”
 
I’m suspicious of you so you are trying to turn the tables and create suspicions about me I thought to myself. “I had never once thought of being unfaithful to you. As far as I’m concerned, a person who betrays his or her life partner is a disgusting and disgraceful person. Such a person can never be forgiven.”
 
I am sure my indirect message to her was crystal clear. Bavani on hearing this became silent. Nothing further was said on that matter after that.  

[a2011]

Amazing update...super hot

[abhinay67]

Great update, Would it be great if Mohan impregnates Smitha instead of Vikram doing it to Bhavani .

[a2011]

Yeah, Bhavani needs to pay for the betrayal...she should suffer tremendously for the story to be fair to Mohan...

[Lollobionda]

In the basic statement that arrogance and boasting lead nowhere, the proverb is synonymous with
*Highness comes before a fall*

... and I would like to hold this principle before Vikram's eyes and say to him:
"who flies high, falls low".

Then shake Bavani awake before she loses "the sparrow she holds in her hand (husband Mohan);
for the dream of getting the dove that is on the roof (impostor Vikram)" and thus stands empty...

In this sense
All the best

Lollobionda

[a2011]

Bhavani is in slut mode...but at some point should feel the enormity of her betrayal and be ditched by both Vikram and Mohan...and Mohan and Smitha should fall in love and marry...in the meanwhile she should have guilt-ridden sex with Vikram...just how I envision the story...but the writer is a master storyteller so waiting for it to unfold...

[game40it]

Amazing update...super hot

Thanks

Great update, Would it be great if Mohan impregnates Smitha instead of Vikram doing it to Bhavani .

Hmm .. that's an interesting alternative.

Yeah, Bhavani needs to pay for the betrayal...she should suffer tremendously for the story to be fair to Mohan...

That is what a lot of readers would feel.

In the basic statement that arrogance and boasting lead nowhere, the proverb is synonymous with
*Highness comes before a fall*

... and I would like to hold this principle before Vikram's eyes and say to him:
"who flies high, falls low".

Then shake Bavani awake before she loses "the sparrow she holds in her hand (husband Mohan);
for the dream of getting the dove that is on the roof (impostor Vikram)" and thus stands empty...

In this sense
All the best

Lollobionda

All actions would have consequences. That is something I try to bring into my stories.

Bhavani is in slut mode...but at some point should feel the enormity of her betrayal and be ditched by both Vikram and Mohan...and Mohan and Smitha should fall in love and marry...in the meanwhile she should have guilt-ridden sex with Vikram...just how I envision the story...but the writer is a master storyteller so waiting for it to unfold...

Well you have to wait for the story to unfold to know what happens.