A Banana Muffin Saga

[Needtoregister]

There was another of his story "a clandestine prosecution"....does anyone have it

[Aavesh9]

Dear everyone,
 
Reaching out to all who might've read erotica's written by YLTS aka Ylikethiss earlier. Conveying with heavy heart that author is not with us anymore. I have been an acquaintance of YLTS since Xossip times that continued through and through. 
 
Taking a moment to share respect for a fellow human and another moment to show my gratitude for considering and allowing me an opportunity to share the works this author wrote so far.
 
First, YLTS wanted to keep the identify intact, this person did not wanted to receive questions if she/he was a male or female (and I am not at liberty to disclose it either as it was a word given from my side).
 
Second, YLTS wanted to re-post the story "A Wife's Predicament" and was engaged in that process. For the very reason, YLTS requested the forum moderators to remove "A Banana Muffin Saga". Below statements are from YLTS itself to readers and Xossipy:

• Dear reader, kindly accept my sincere apologies that I am not continuing the story and made your angry and frustrated, but I promise to give back the full story with all your minds to be satisfied...I am working on it and will return the complete story here in Xossipy. 
  
• My sincere thanks to Xossipy and it's amazing Moderators for giving such a venue to share my writings...all the very best!  
  

 
Third, YLTS was working on few other stories that included "A Clandestine Prosecution", "A Stoic Impendium", "A Promiscuous Dare", "A Perplexing Night", "A Banana Muffin Saga", "A Revolting Slope of Choice", "A Prurient Cogitation", "A Week of Concupiscence Indulgence", and the old one "A Wife's Predicament" during the time of this wonderful human's passage. It was like YLTS knew something was to happen and shared all of this to me with certain instructions along with lots of personal notes of confidentiality as well. I am bound to my promise that I made.
 
Fourth, YLTS was a beautiful person of passion and had always watched the world through a magnifying glass. There is a Poem Collection (non-erotic) that has been handed over to me to publish it using the real name of YLTS and it will come out in 2024 (I am in discussion with few publishing houses for the same).
 
Finally, in YLTS own words "I wanted to be appreciated as a human and it was an unachievable feat in my life! As me being a coward and timid in reality, few of my stories became a means to express certain elements of my life and as unwilling I am to show myself to the world due to my own self-created-limitations, nothing would stop me from appreciating every reader who were entertained or demotivated by my stories; I want you to convey my message that every reader have the right to accept or reject my stories and I loved and cherished every single messages and replies that were posted and sent to me...Thank You and it was Humbling! I have no more words to express my gratitude to my readers...except...Thank You my dear Readers! Thank you Xossipy! May the invisible force of heaven bless you and I also shall add my tuppence along with it soon!" 
 
As I continue to read the last portion of the above statement, I am personally questioning if YLTS knew what was to happen already or not...Again, it’s a question that will remain unanswered forever.
 
I am stopping with this request - Please do not request the balance parts of this story "Banana Muffin Saga" in this thread and also for the previous story "A Wife's Predicament" in this thread. YLTS had provided certain  timelines to post the stories in this forum and I shall do it accordingly, in time, one by one.

A story will start from now, with periodic updates, just as how YLTS wanted it be. Kindly be informed, it's all unabridged version and I myself have refrained from what has been written. I copy-past chapter by chapter at each week's interval.

Please enjoy what's to come from YLTS!

[Mande]

Oh God!! Such a sad news!! I was and will remain fan of his writing skills...I cant remember how many times i have read this masterpiece...no word to express...story or no story but as human being my heartfelt gratitude to his creation and hope he continues his journey wherever he is.....

[Aavesh9]

Oh God!! Such a sad news!! I was and will remain fan of his writing skills...I cant remember how many times i have read this masterpiece...no word to express...story or no story but as human being my heartfelt gratitude to his creation and hope he continue his journey wherever he is.....

We can feel this wonderful human's presence through the writings...

[sri7869]

Nice story

[koolme98]

YLTS... all stories I've read of this wonderful author are mind blowing. He knew exactly wherein to keep his readers on a brink... I shall miss his amazing works along with his style of writing.

May God be with the soul!!!

Thank you Aavesh9 for the information

[Teebone1985]

It was a pleasure reading his/her stories. I still come back to reading parts of it again and again. I thank him/her and you Aavesh for helping us in understanding him/her better and bring us closer to him/her even more by conveying his/her words.

May his/her soul rest in peace.

[xossissippi]

Dear everyone,
 
Reaching out to all who might've read erotica's written by YLTS aka Ylikethiss earlier. Conveying with heavy heart that author is not with us anymore. I have been an acquaintance of YLTS since Xossip times that continued through and through. 
 
Taking a moment to share respect for a fellow human and another moment to show my gratitude for considering and allowing me an opportunity to share the works this author wrote so far.
 
First, YLTS wanted to keep the identify intact, this person did not wanted to receive questions if she/he was a male or female (and I am not at liberty to disclose it either as it was a word given from my side).
 
Second, YLTS wanted to re-post the story "A Wife's Predicament" and was engaged in that process. For the very reason, YLTS requested the forum moderators to remove "A Banana Muffin Saga". Below statements are from YLTS itself to readers and Xossipy:

• Dear reader, kindly accept my sincere apologies that I am not continuing the story and made your angry and frustrated, but I promise to give back the full story with all your minds to be satisfied...I am working on it and will return the complete story here in Xossipy. 
  
• My sincere thanks to Xossipy and it's amazing Moderators for giving such a venue to share my writings...all the very best!  
  

 
Third, YLTS was working on few other stories that included "A Clandestine Prosecution", "A Stoic Impendium", "A Promiscuous Dare", "A Perplexing Night", "A Banana Muffin Saga", "A Revolting Slope of Choice", "A Prurient Cogitation", "A Week of Concupiscence Indulgence", and the old one "A Wife's Predicament" during the time of this wonderful human's passage. It was like YLTS knew something was to happen and shared all of this to me with certain instructions along with lots of personal notes of confidentiality as well. I am bound to my promise that I made.
 
Fourth, YLTS was a beautiful person of passion and had always watched the world through a magnifying glass. There is a Poem Collection (non-erotic) that has been handed over to me to publish it using the real name of YLTS and it will come out in 2024 (I am in discussion with few publishing houses for the same).
 
Finally, in YLTS own words "I wanted to be appreciated as a human and it was an unachievable feat in my life! As me being a coward and timid in reality, few of my stories became a means to express certain elements of my life and as unwilling I am to show myself to the world due to my own self-created-limitations, nothing would stop me from appreciating every reader who were entertained or demotivated by my stories; I want you to convey my message that every reader have the right to accept or reject my stories and I loved and cherished every single messages and replies that were posted and sent to me...Thank You and it was Humbling! I have no more words to express my gratitude to my readers...except...Thank You my dear Readers! Thank you Xossipy! May the invisible force of heaven bless you and I also shall add my tuppence along with it soon!" 
 
As I continue to read the last portion of the above statement, I am personally questioning if YLTS knew what was to happen already or not...Again, it’s a question that will remain unanswered forever.
 
I am stopping with this request - Please do not request the balance parts of this story "Banana Muffin Saga" in this thread and also for the previous story "A Wife's Predicament" in this thread. YLTS had provided certain  timelines to post the stories in this forum and I shall do it accordingly, in time, one by one.

A story will start from now, with periodic updates, just as how YLTS wanted it be. Kindly be informed, it's all unabridged version and I myself have refrained from what has been written. I copy-past chapter by chapter at each week's interval.

Please enjoy what's to come from YLTS!

R.I.P the greatest author of all time!!! I felt great passion in the story. This is the only YLTS story I've read and I must say there isn't anything on the internet that come close to this. She's one hell of an author, her passion pours through her writing.

It felt like she was born to be a rockstar author!

I feel like I was living under a rock or something for not knowing about the news for so long. I teared up when I saw your message. Why does God take away the best people so quickly?

The world of erotica will definitely miss her!

Dear Aavesh9 I hope you are still on the mission of publishing her stories to reality. If you need any help from my end please let me know. Please do stay touch with us.

I Will miss you YLTS !

[sumo34]

++++ repped

[Thilka]

a clandestine prosecution anyone have this story

[xossissippi]

Hope you're doing well! Happy new year 2026!

Hopefully praying 2026 will be the year of YLTS's lost stories. Please fulfill my dream <3 :)))

This story will always remain closer to my heart! Probably the greatest work of YLTS or they may be other that I haven't read.

Aavesh my humble request to release the rest of stories of YLTS. Please it's a humble request, my eyes and my mind is thirsty to read the work of the greatest story teller of our times. Please don't disappoint.

Aavesh, hope you're doing well! and happy new year 2026!

Praying 2026 will be the year of comeback of YLTS's lost stories. Please fulfill my dream <3 :)))

[Aavesh9]

Hope you're doing well! Happy new year 2026!

Hopefully praying 2026 will be the year of YLTS's lost stories. Please fulfill my dream <3 :)))

This story will always remain closer to my heart! Probably the greatest work of YLTS or they may be other that I haven't read.

Aavesh my humble request to release the rest of stories of YLTS. Please it's a humble request, my eyes and my mind is thirsty to read the work of the greatest story teller of our times. Please don't disappoint.

Aavesh, hope you're doing well! and happy new year 2026!

Praying 2026 will be the year of comeback of YLTS's lost stories. Please fulfill my dream <3 :)))

Posting Sir! We shall gain some momentum in 2026!

[Aavesh9]

Continuing this thread of YLTS with YLTS words...



Bass iss'sukoot ki kaifiyat ko samajh lo
Main mau'jood bhi hoon aur cheekh bhi rahi hoon
Par koi aawaaz hai jo kaa'non tak nahi aati...

Shaa'yd yeh us'ka karish'maa hai
Ke jis'mein sun'ne wala bhi main hoon
Aur, bolne wala bhi koi nahi...

Ho sakta'hai mera hona hi khamosh tha
Sada'se aawaaz ki rooh'se meh'room
Ab'bass iss'naatak ka ekhte'taam hi munasib hai...



To all my dears and nears, everyone who loved my words, and everyone who didn't...Wishing you all the very best in life! Believe in empathy...May you all be blessed with happiness and love around you and your loved ones...I am wishing you the very best to every soul taking a peek or passing by... 

[Aavesh9]

Note from me (a nobody): I am posting what's been written by YLTS, based on what's been told. 

No edits done, and no alteration done to the original work of YLTS. I am fulfilling a promise made - and have not read a single word other than what is posted. 

Keep reading...

[Aavesh9]

Cliffhanger-1:
Khurram forcing himself on Tanvi in her kitchen when no one is at home. She gets the first flavor of what the old man kept in store and during their one-sided interaction, Khurram gets her to make a promise "to walk away from her home at that moment, and to continue at a place and time that he gets to decide". Having no option left, Tanvi agrees to the vile person with one large question looming in front of her...future!


Cliffhanger-2:
Sanjoth gets into action with Khurram's Begum, Safiya and enjoys their depraved fantasies to come alive at the gym. Khurram walks in (as planned earlier with his Begum) and catch Sanjoth red-handed and it's outcome is as expected...

Cliffhanger-3:
Sharda is at Badi Didi's mercy, and the brother owner is not allowing an inch for the Maid to take a breather from pausing the repayment of the debt she took. Giving her an ultimatum to make Tanvi to agree on visiting the brother run by Badi Didi, within the Basti, Sharda the Maid is left with no option than begging Tanvi to help her out...

Cliffhanger-4:
When Abhijeet, and his friends deliberates about Tanvi's chastity. Doubting if a woman like would willingly consider joining their activities, and also have a serious question if the woman that Faiz fingered and engaged Abhijeet-Sharda couple, was Tanvi itself or not and that question remains. While, Metha Senior is convinced with no question of making Tanvi to join their lifestyle...

Cliffhanger-5: Ending of Chapter-52:
Despite the night being cooler than previous days, and even with children sleeping peacefully, Tanvi was unable to relax. Since she lay on the bed, there wasn't a single second that passed without giving her the sting of guilt!
 
"What have I done!", the question repeated and replayed a thousand times without any answer. Despite her desperation and sorrowful state, her subconscous registered a heatwave rising from her cervix. 

Later that night, while scrolling the pictures that she copied from Abhijeet's phone to hers, she found one where Safiya was taken by Abhijeet...the magnitute of what she saw shook her core!



But - the biggest question is - is any/or all of these Cliffhangers going determine Tanvi's life OR would there be anything else that could happen?

[Aavesh9]

Chapter-53:


Tanvi felt like her head was about to split into two as it repeatedly brought back the disgusting images of her sucking on Khurram's penis like a possessed person. She was awake on her bed with Sanjoth snoring at her side while her brain continued working in overdrive. But the sheer size of the abominable old man's penis created a whirlwind of confusion in her, it felt like a reflex reaction but also a large element of illicit lust was clearly present in her thoughts. 


Furthermore, the promise she made to Khurram created continuous pressure though her mind.

"God! How did I fall into such indecency? Am I really a cheating wife? Did he like how I sucked him? How big that thing was...Oh-God! Why am I thinking of that right now? What if he comes back and makes me suck again? Should I allow him to have his way? Goodness! I am a Wife and a Mother for God's sake! I shouldn't have allowed him at home, yes, I shouldn't. But...but...what if he forces me when no one is around? Would he force me at Gym? Or would he take me inside the Sauna? Yes, Sauna would be a safe place, I can lock both doors!". Tanvi gasped loudly and heaved for a full minute to grasp herself back. "Ooh-God! Why am I still thinking of that filth again and again?", a loud question loomed into her head but didn't stop there. "If I allow him to do what he wants, what would happen to my kids? my life? Sanjoth?", her thoughts broke when Sanjoth snored in a high pitch. "Oh-My-God! What have I become?", Tanvi's hands moved without her awareness to grab her perky nipples and a low gasp came out with that touch on her nubbins. She also missed to notice that her legs were already clasping each other with her thighs closing the wedge of her woman-hole and, it was the wetness of her groin that made here aware of the gross but tingling delight that her body conveyed just with the mere images of the old man's hideously manhood playing inside her head.

Her mind drifted again while her hands moved to their own accord.

"All of this happened because of Sanjoth. If only he didn't make me do all sorts of dirt, I wouldn't be in this situation. I need to talk to him and straighten it out. Yes, I should do it! I can't have this repeated again...it's simply wrong", her mind was made up but she had to bite her lips to stop a deep whimper from escaping. With the panic of being loud that would make Sanjoth wake up, her hands flew down from her breasts to clutch her jerking hips to stop...and she failed miserably to stop those quantum motions, while her pussy released it's mucky contents without any external stimulation. She almost cried silently with suffocation, shame and a large element of delight that she deliberately avoided from being registered as the substantially monstrous thing jutting out of Khurram's hips to her mouth kept returning into her head...it's smell, it's taste, and it's presence that filled her mouth assaulted her thoughts like a harrowing claw that mutilated her poor soul. 

She remained on their marital bed, trying her best to remain as quiet as she could, with lips bitten, both palms clutching hard at her triangular joint, and with a face that was flushed with stress of what her body just performed till she felt the tremors subsiding a bit.

Tanvi crept out quietly and headed to the toilet. She didn't carry any strength left inside of her to face her sleeping husband.

Sanjoth woke up with a heavy headache and wondered for a moment whether he was still getting beaten by the elderly neighbour, upstairs. His cock was painfully hard and erect for the very same reason. He took a quick shower and changed to office clothes because the one thing that he wanted to avoid was getting confronted by his wife. He wasn't ready to meet her innocent eyes as her green-iris peering into his made him feel bad to worse that it constantly reminded the number of times he cheated on her with someone else, and his latest being, Safiya who was more than an elder sister to his wife. 

"Have your breakfast", Sanjoth heard his wife's soft voice as he walked out of the bedroom. Hesitating, he went to the dining table and placed himself on the chair. He winced with silent suffocation when his tender buttocks strained to contain the sharp tingles from the spanking he received from Safiya. Despite the thoughts of his adultery, the image of Safiya made his heart flutter like a teenager fallen in his first love.

Tanvi came and sat next to him. Both remained silent through the breakfast as they weren't in any state of mind to open up to each other. Finally, Tanvi decided to break that unbearable silence.

"Sanju, we need to talk"

"Yes, sure. What is it about?", his voice was bitter but carried an ounce of softness.

"Do you need to go to the office today?", Tanvi asked, looking at her husband's eyes.

"Hmm, yes, there is a project discussion that I need to finalize. Can we do it later?", he couldn't meet her eyes and somehow madu up an excuse.

"Can you postpone?"

"Is it something serious?", he asked once again, without looking at Tanvi.

"Yes, it is really important", her voice was stern.

"Alright, I shall come early", he wanted to conclude the conversation at the earliest.

"Okay, I shall send the kids to my mother today evening", she updated.

"Hmm...okay...I will be a little late", Sanjoth took his laptop bag and half-ran out of his house as the atmosphere changed drastically that he couldn't take the situation anymore. As he drove, Sanjoth got worried, really worried. He failed to figure out what Tanvi wanted to discuss with him and the more he thought of it, the more he started to panic and stress. Somehow he tried his best to remove those thoughts once at office and got himself busy with office work. It was during lunch time that his phone rang.

"Yes, Sanjoth here", he replied to the caller.

"Hello Sanjoth, how are you?", a gruff male voice came from the other end.

"Ji, I am alright. May I know who I am talking with, please?", Sanjoth failed to recognize the voice.

"Oh man, I am disappointed that you didn't save my number. This is Upendra, Khurram's friend and we met at our shop previously with my wife Mahi, remember?", the voice was more gruffier now.

"Oh my God! I am sorry. I am really sorry that I didn't Upendraji...I do remember,  how can I forget!", Sanjoth recalled the tall woman, Mahi and the next moment, her slender figure came in front of his eyes. 

"What can I do for you Upendraji?", Sanjoth turned into his pleasing tone.

"Well, I just called to check on the beautiful couple who just moved into our circle", Updendra sounded cheerful.

"Thank you so much Sir, you are so kind to do this", Sanjoth felt glad.

"Okay, so, I called to check two things, Sanju", Upendra paused.

"Ji, anything",

"Oh nothing that serious young man, I wanted to know as today being the weekend, what plans do you have in store?" Upendra paused and continued "Second, if you were free, would you mind obliging your presence at our home to spend time with us so that we can do a proper welcome party to the young couple?", Upendra took a deep pause and stopped.

"Oh-Wow, this is...wow...Thank you, Sir, you are too kind. In fact, we don't have any plans at the moment and would be more than happy to join. But, please let me check with Tanvi today and confirm it back to you"

"Sure, absolutely okay with us. But, please do come. We are inviting our friends Sanjoth, you, Khurram, Safiya and Mehta, that's all. Only our closest friends", Upendra stressed on 'Safiya'.

"Oh perfect, we are really thankful, many thanks Upendraji, I will definitely make this happen"

"Alright then, it's a family date for the weekend. One more thing, Khurram asked me specifically to inform you that he expects both you and Tanvi to be here or else he would do something related to what you did earlier".  Upendra paused and continued in a very innocent voice..."And, Sanjoth, I don't know what exactly he meant by that because he said, you will understand", Upendra fixed the deal with his heart thumping crazily just with the thought of Tanvi being available to his clutches.

Sanjoth froze at the office, and his face became sullen the moment Upendra spilled what Khurram conveyed. Somehow, he breathed a few times and replied. "Ji, Ji, understood. I shall bring Tanvi also for sure", Sanjoth's forehead became sweat covered when he was indirectly reminded by Khurram about his mischievous activities with the old man's wife. His mind was set that at any cost he should avoid direct confrontation or conflict. His doubts tripled about whether Khurram would have told Upendra about him and what he and Safiya did...the stress inside his head forced to remove any kind of logical thinking. 

While cleaning up the utensils from her Kitchen, Tanvi saw her husband parking his car and suddenly became nervous about the 'talk' she planned to do with him. She knew it was the moment of truth that she dreaded and even though she wanted to avoid it, she made up her mind to get through with it. As she heard Sanjoth's footsteps outside, her nervousness reached another pitch.

Sanjoth walked inside and without any words to her, went straight to the bathroom.

Seconds passed one after another since he reached home, and each moment that moved past felt like an hour to Tanvi. Finally, she saw him opening the bedroom door and placing himself adjacent to her on the longer couch. She handed him the coffee mug that he took from her pensively.

"So, what was it that you wanted to talk about?", his question contained multiple emotions faring from fear, angst, concern, anger and finally remorse as well.

As if dreading the question, Tanvi mustered her confidence to start talking.

"Sanju, first of all, please listen to what I have to say with an open mind. I am not trying to find fault with you and specifically I am not trying to blame you. So, please listen till I finish, okay", her voice was mellow and nervous.

"Sure, I am not going to judge you. Tell me", suddenly Sanjoth felt at ease and concerned. She was not accusing him of anything, he felt better.

"Look, I know what is happening between you and Safiyaji", Tanvi paused to look at her husband's reaction.

Sanjoth's face tensed the moment he heard Safiya's name. "No, I mean...that...that is something that we don't need to talk about. It won't happen again", Sanjoth interjected with a pinch of anger in his voice.

"Please...Sanju, let me continue...please", Tanvi softened further.

"Okay...", his voice didn't carry any of the confidence that he mustered up so far because he clearly realized with a sinking heart that his wife knew what he did.

"Okay, so, when I tell you things that I am going to tell you, please don't get upset...just...just let me complete and then you tell me what you think about all this", she asked once again.

"Okay...", he had to confirm unwillingly.

"Right, so I know what happened between you two and I saw it happening at the gym", she paused.

Sanjoth's head fell down and tried to give her a failed grin by presenting a forced smile. 

"But Sanju, I don't know what actually happened between us that you cheated on me. We have a beautiful family and we were happy all this time. But then, since Khurramji and Safiyaji came into our lives, everything changed. You changed and I also changed", she paused again.

Sanjoth shot a shocked look at his wife's beautiful face that was at the brink of crying.

He felt bad suddenly...very bad of what happened...of him...his dirty cravings that resulted to this fateful conversation.

"Just like you fell into such depravity, I also got into such things with Khurramji", she paused again.

"So! All this time I was right! You are a slut!", Sanjoth shouted and stopped her in between.

"Sanju please...please I beg you not to use that tone and especially that word that you have been calling me without knowing what actually is going on", she tried to implore with her husband.

"Alright...then I shall listen to my slut wife", he felt his groin pumping with blood suddenly as his head filled with images of his wife and the older man in compromising positions.

He knew she had cheated on him...now, he was sure of it.

"But Sanju, I didn't do anything. It was all Khurramji threatening me that he will disclose what happened between you and Safiyaji's to the whole world", she took a deep breath and was visibly disturbed. "Yesterday he was here helping me to bake some Banana Muffins and one thing lead to another, he molested me, he forced me, he made me do things that I should've never done...he killed me with his threats, Sanjuu", Tanvi sobbed hard as she couldn't control further.

"Relax, Tanvi...relax yourself...what happened exactly? Tell me in detail", Sanjoth wasn't feeling sorry for her instead, he felt his shaft thickening and precum wetting his underwear just with the thought that his beautiful wife was taken by the old man. To some extent, he wanted it to happen but when she blurted that it actually happened, he couldn't stop from knowing how and what really happened.

"I can't tell you Sanju...it's too depraved...and I am ashamed that I let it happen...I shouldn't have...I am your wife...I am a mother...why did I fall for his wickedness...Oh-God...I am sorry...I am so sorry Sanju...I am no longer worthy to be your wife anymore...I am not", she sobbed uncontrollably.

Sanjoth leaned towards her and sat on the floor with both his hands on her thighs to pacify her.

"Don't cry my dear...don't cry like this...it breaks my heart...tell me what happened and I promise I won't judge you", he was now desperate to know as his cock strained inside the underwear. It was hard...Steel hard!

"Khurramji always used to guide me at the gym to workout better and it started whenever Safiyaji wouldn't be there. At first he was a good man and then later, he started to touch and feel me in places", she continued without looking at her husband. She was disclosing her darkest truths...

"Did he fondle you? Did he undress you at the gym? Were you both alone when this happened? Did you allow it to happen because you like another man touching you?", Sanjoth's voice strained as his cock twitched to match his imagination. He failed to realize that despite cheating on his wife with other women, he was getting excited when he heard his wife was molested by another man. There was no anger in his voice, and for reasons unknown to him at that time, his excitement grew.

"Why are you asking all these questions? It didn't happen that way...I didn't allow him to do anything...I just followed what Safiyaji and Khurramji guided me on the exercises....but his hands groped my legs and body sometimes", she hiccuped as she recalled the large palms of Khurram kneading her breasts the previous day. Suddenly she was doubtful of what she decided earlier, to tell him with all honesty or...

"Did he feel up your breasts? Your ass? Did he do anything further?", Sanjoth's breath became broken.

"Why are you asking all of this? Why do you want to know, when I am telling you already?", Tanvi was surprised at the way her husband was reacting. She expected some blowout but instead, Sanjoth's demeanour was of excitement, not anger,  she was shocked. She was unsure whether to tell him because at some point she expected Sanjoth to protect her chastity, after all she was his wife. But then, his behaviour and response was totally not what she expected of it.

"Tell me Tanvi...did he remove your gym clothes? And, did he see you naked? What did he do with you? I mean, did you both have had sex?", Sanjoth couldn't stop his eagerness as his brain raced ahead and he adjusted his rock hard shaft to gather some relief.

Tanvi saw everything that he did. For a moment, she was disturbed emotionally but then decided to let it pass. However, it piqued her brain to rationalise why her husband got aroused while discussing such a serious matter. 

While Sanjoth found his wife pausing to reply, he concluded that Tanvi had sex with Khurram already. Tons of images started flowing into his brain immediately and it made blood rush more through his penis veins.

"Did you both have had sex?", Sanjoth's voice was coarse as he asked again.

"No! Oh-God-No! We didn't do anything like that, Sanjoth!", Tanvi's voice rose high up as it went beyond her apprehension to realize why her husband was curious instead of getting angry. Then she heard him saying something else.

"Tell me from the beginning...don't miss anything, I want to know", he looked at her tear soaked eyes and to her it felt like her husband was almost begging her to spill the details.

"Sure, I think it started when you made me undress during the video call"

"You mean, when I went to Dubai for the office meeting and your panty tore while you pulled it up? That day? What happened? Did Khurramji come over here? To our house?", Sanjoth couldn't control himself as the erotic situation was unveiled in front of his eyes right then. 

Sanjoth placed his hands on Tanvi's thighs and slanted towards her as he asked. The touch of intimacy from Sanjoth created a sharp heat-pulse at the root where her thighs started, at her core. "Yes, that was the first time I did something like that and you made me do it, remember? I told you several times to stop but you didn't listen"

"Tell me what happened then?", he was anxious.

"After we closed the call, I reached home and realized I left my panties there. Then I ran back to pick it up but it was gone", she paused.

"What do you mean? It would have been only five minutes...did Khurramji pick it up? Does it mean he was there while you undressed? And, did you see him??", his eyes widened with shock and his penis twitched at the thought.

"Oh no, no one was there...and I don't know who took my torn panty from there...and NO Sanjoth, I wasn't parading naked for Khurramji, it was for you!", Tanvi winced as her husband's hands slowly trickled her inner thighs.

"And then what happened?"

"Next day Khurramji asked me to join at the gym to train me"

"You mean, one-on-one training? What did he do then?"

"Nothing Sanju, nothing. But, during the training, he started touching me...a few times", she paused again and saw him adjusting his groin once again.

"You mean, he started to feel your body? Where? And, How? What did he do?", Sanjoth's hands moved closer into her thighs making her lubricating arousal to grow rapidly.

"He would help me by holding my hips, or by pulling my legs or hands like that. I never allowed him to go beyond that"

"Then?"

"Then Safiyaji also started to come and he trained both of us"

"You mean, he touched you in front of Safiyaji?"

"Yes and No", she replied.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Like, he helped both of us to train rigorously by making us push more than we could"

"You mean, he made you both sweat and work hard on the machines?"

"Yes", Tanvi lied as she didn't want to explain more about what actually happened. When she thought of how Khurram saw her breasts one day, her pussy vibrated with a lightning streak. She didn't want to disclose that to her husband, she felt bad for him, but couldn't muster up any confidence to disclose further.

"Then what?"

"It went on and on till one day he pulled me to see what you and Safiyaji were doing at the gym", she wanted to conclude her exploits as for no particular reason, she wanted to stop talking more about Khurram.

"God...I mean, sorry. It happened like that and I am truly sorry Tanvi", Sanjoth's eyes were downcasted as he replied with shame. He was mortified at the realization that his wife saw how he was taken by the elder woman and how much he behaved like Safiya's pet.

"And then...?", he paused.

"Well, then we both stood outside the gym and watched you both", Tanvi held her tongue as she knew if she said anything more, Sanjoth would pick on it and gruel further or implore her till she would end-up spilling everything, all her devilish desires, every bit of wickedness that she did out of her marriage, even the fact that despite being a Wife, and Mother, she accepted another man to molest her, allowed that man to slurp and taste her breasts, and more than all of it - how willingly she welcomed his inhuman boneless muscle into her mouth - and, how much euphoric she felt while tasting his saltish bitterness on her tongue - worst, how disgustingly foul his smell was - and, more than everything - how wickedly she allowed it to happen and offered her oral service!

"Sorry Tanvi...I am so sorry that I behaved like a real asshole to you. But you know, I thought you were cheating on me with Khurramji and I was like, sort of taking revenge...I made a huge mistake...I don't know what to say now...but I am so sorry my dear...really sorry", somehow he updated and he grabbed her hips with both hands while reaching to her bosom and cried.

Tanvi was shocked at the sudden change and she felt better immediately. The hard ice between them melted...it felt good...she felt good...for a moment, she felt her life reaching back to her and secured. She allowed her husband to cry...however at the same time when she felt his hands groping her lower back and hjs face mashing against her breasts, it was he vagina that responded. She felt minor tremors of pleasure emcomsping her frozen body.

"I am sorry...It was my mistake...I fell for such things to happen", Sanjoth paused and looked up at his wife's beautiful face that was reddened and swollen due to her crying. 

Tanv's angelic green eyes were foggy, due to the tears that swell inside her marble mirrors.

He kissed her lips.

A slow but deliberate kiss.

"I have to tell you something Tanvi", Sanjoth stopped the kiss and pulled back.

"What is it dear?", Tanvi was once again in love.

"Look, I have had this nasty fantasy in my head since my teens, okay", he paused and saw his wife's eyebrows curving as he continued. "I have always fantasized that my wife would be taken by someone older and at the same time I also do things with that man's wife", he paused again.

"What!!", Tanvi was shocked, her look was of a thoroughly disturbed woman.

"Listen, please, I want you to listen"

"Okay", she was apprehensive.

"Now, since we got married, and when I noticed other men looking at you, it always made me go over that edge", he paused and took a deep breath. He saw that his wife was patiently listening to him carefully. "Regardless of who it was, when I see someone gawking at you, it made me think of images of that person and you in our bedroom, doing things", he paused again, took a deep breath and spilled that last statement of truth. "When we moved from Baroda to here, when we first met with Khurramji, I saw him taking a full image of you right with me standing next and to my dirty mind, it made me start to think of you and him together, cheating on me.

Tanvi didn't mutter anything as she knew her husband was being honest with her and gave him the space. At the same time, the possibility of Khurramji having his way with her made an additional tingle inside her groin adding more wetness to spread around her hair-filled vagina.

She heard him saying something more.

"But, when such an opportunity never came with you and Khurramji, and even though I am fully ashamed to say that...I wished I wasn't such a bad person. Even before we moved from Baroda to her, there was our Dhobi, and Ketan Chacha with whom I imagined you having affairs", Sanjoth paused and saw his wife's shocked face. "I know very well that such things are absolutely not permitted in married life, and I let it slide when we were in our old place", he gulped a large breath and continued..."But then, we moved here. We met Khurramji and Safiyaji...it brought back all those bad thoughts once again into my stupid brain. When I saw you getting interested in joining the gym with Khurramji, my imagination took the front seat, and I am sorry...I am sorry Tanvi...but that happened", Sanjoth had tears in his eyes.

"Are you okay now?", Tanvi put her hand on his shoulders and hugged him hard. She was quite unsure what to reply otherwise. She felt bad for her husband, but more than that, she felt angry at herself for losing her grip on her life earlier with Khurram.

"No, in fact, when I made you to strip outside near that tree, I really wanted Khurramji to catch you naked and take you in front of me"

"Oh My God! Sanju! What the hell are you saying??", Tanvi couldn't stop from getting traumetized and, horny at the raunchiest images of her getting fucked by Khurram's astronomical sized penis while her husband watched helplessly.

"True, I am a bad person...in fact, I am a bad husband too. But, this kept creeping up more and more when I saw you and Khurramji getting closer"

"But Sanju, we didn't...I didn't do anything like that!", Tanvi almost shouted but bit her lips when she lied to her husband point-blank. 

"I know you didn't and you had no idea of what I was thinking. Then, it happened with Safiyaji. The moment I got the chance, even though she initiated it, I couldn't stop. It was exactly like how I thought. I am sorry, Tanvi...the more I tried to get away, the further I got dropped into the web of deceit. I know how much I tried to make you look like a bad person to cover my shameful fantasy. That's why...I had to tell you and explain all of this, and again, Tanvi - I am sorry again", he weeped onto her bosom. 

As she held him close, Sanjoth lifted his face and placed a mild and soft kiss to his wife's lips.

Tanvi responded back by parting her lips and allowing him to envelop her mouth. She felt his tongue intruding and consented it to happen. 

She kissed back. But it was not soft like how Sanjoth kissed her, her kiss was consumed with passion...more than that...there was an element of greed...created by her thirst to quent that vile lust...

Sanjoth was taken aback when he felt his wife's change of mode. He didn't expect that but enjoyed it. His hands dove further to grasp her soft buttocks. She moved a bit forward to allow his hands to roam free. He gripped her lower hips and pulled forward till he was between her open legs. He kissed her again but this time he took the initiative. Tanvi's eyes closed with the enchanting feeling of her mouth and tongue dancing against her husband.

"Tell me...did you like him groping you?", Sanjoth took a pause and asked his wife whose eyes were closed from the pleasure that her body was desperate for.

"Huh, what?", Tanvi opened her eyes with shock when she heard his question.

"Did you like his large hands fondling you?", he asked again as he hooked and pulled the waistband of her leggings. 

Tanvi lifted her hips slightly to allow him to remove her leggings and he pulled it away, freeing her off from that unwanted covering. She tried to close her legs with embarrassment but Sanjoth was quick. He moved between her legs and hooked his fingers at her panty lines to remove it as well.

"Not here...please...not here Sanju", she whispered when she realised what was about to happen.

"Come...", Sanjoth stood up and caught her arms and led her to the bedroom.

Once inside, he pulled his tee-shirt and boxer away to release his penis. With an increased sheepish look on her face, Tanvi also removed her top. Then she sat on the bed wearing her bra and soaked panties with her downcasted head as she wasn't able to look up and meet her husband's eyes.

Sanjoth came forward to make her lie down on the bed and moved between her thighs by opening them a little wide.

"Ooooh...please...nn-oooh", Tanvi whimpered as Sanjoth removed her panty to the side and ran a finger across her wet slit.
 
Tanvi was shocked at first because Sanjoth never showed such vigor in oral sex. During their many years of marriage, he entered into licking her love-spot hardly a few times. For some reason, her legs splayed wide with a newly found interest in her husband.

Sanjoth, at the same time couldn't believe himself preparing to lick his wife's pussy. He never liked the pungent smell of vagina but with the past few encounters with Safiya, it changed dramatically...he realized his changes. Now, he was hooked on pleasuring women...regardless who it was. Without any doubt, he dipped his face right into the dripping hairy vagina in front of him...

"Oou-gaawd...ouh...hmmm", Tanvi moaned and whined at the sweet intrusion of her husband's tongue. The moment it happened, her brain brought the image of Khurram's large face with his powerful tongue that molested her breasts and nipples the previous day. Her eyes remained closed...and her pussy enjoyed the slithering tongue and mouth of her husband...but, the image that was projected in her head was Khurram's hard and long tongue playing gymnastics with her pussy. 

"Uuhgg...ufff...mm..aah...nnnggh!", she came...not hard...but it was more than enough to make her content during those moments. Her hips juddered and her upper body arched up to lift her bra covered breasts high up in air. Her pussy pushed its pungent liquid all over her husband's mouth...but he didn't stop...he lapped at her greasy cunt...and Tanvi\s legs flew up and caught his head between her thighs...not allowing his face to move...ensuring that he continued to lap his tongue against her dripping dirty hole. She came...again...and again...tremors of sinful pleasure swamped all over her body.

"Ss-sttopp...oooh...Sanjooth...stopp", somehow Tanvi broke the connection and heaved heavily while crossing her legs to control the hard jerks from her lower belly.

Sanjoth pulled away to see his beautiful wife lying sideways with her legs closed and inhaling heavy breaths. He smiled at the result and slowly laid himself next to her.

Tanvi felt the heat of her husband's body next to her and turned to face him. Her eyes shut in default when she saw Sanjoth's glistening jaw and chin as she realized it being her pussy juice. Once she turned at him, she slowly moved her right hand to enclasp his throbbing hard shaft inside her palm.

"You like this? Do you want me to suck it?", she didn't understand why she asked such questions as it never happened before. 

"Yes...suck it...suck it with your slut mouth", he whispered softly.

"What? Slut!", the word slut caught her attention but she didn't reply anything back. Instead, it gave her momentum to move ahead. She moved her right hand up and down his shaft,  making it quiver with anticipation.

"Suck it...please", he whimpered again.

Tanvi kneeled down to the floor and got in between her husband's spread legs. Keeping her hands on his thighs for leverage, she leaned further till her mouth levelled with his hard shaft. Her mind played once again. She compared the large penis of Khurram against the smaller sized shaft that throbbed in front of her. Suddenly, she opened her lips and gulped Sanjoth's penis head into her mouth, making him gasp with shock. The moment she had his cock-head inside, she licked...she thrusted her tongue to roll all over it's small sized head. She recalled how tough it was to stretch her lips over the giant sized cock that invaded her mouth earlier. Khurrma's taste was different...and Sanjoth's cock didn't have the heavy musk and also it lacked the rigidity of the older man's cock. As she slurped her husband's cock, it's full length was inside her mouth without any restrictions.

"Is this how you sucked Khurramji? Was it bigger than me? Did you like sucking him?", Sanjoth's eyes were closed but his questions were to the point.

"No, it was not...yours is bigger...this is a monster", Tanvi didn't know why she replied such an answer. But, looking at her husband's reaction, she felt like replying to it that way.

"You were a naughty wife, weren't you Tanvi? You are sucking another man's cock while you have this big one right here at home", Sanjoth muttered pointless words and in head, the images of Tanvi sucking the old man at gym played. At the same time, from another corner of his brain, he wondered how easily his wife sucked his penis...it never happened like this before. Even when she sucked him, it was only to get him ready for real action...but this time it was different...she said that old man was smaller than him...and he summarised that Safiya was lacking such action from the old man, his cock became harder.

Sanjoth thrusted his hips up forcing his shaft to go completely inside his wife's mouth.

Tanvi took it all...her nose and face smashed against her husband's pubic hair. As she looked at the small balls tightening, she compared it to the inhuman sized scrotum of the old man when he pushed his thing into her mouth and how much she gagged and fought to gulp even the head of Khurram's penis. Her sucking turned faster...harder...louder...as her head went up and down in heavy strokes...then she lifted herself up...freeing her husband's cock in mid air where it twitched, waiting for her mouth to gulp it back.

"Do you like to see Khurramji putting his thing in my mouth, Sanju? You wanted me to allow that old man to have his way with your wife, yes? And, you take his wife as well? Is that what you want?", Tanvi's questions were soft and seductive.

"Yess...yess...I want to fuck Safiyaji like Khurramji never did...I want that old man to feel my wife's mouth...I want you to fuck him to show how different I am...ooooh-suck-mee slut!", Sanjoth's eyes were closed as he spilled every bit of nonsense he held in his head while his hips thrusted up to meet her mouth, again.

"I am sucking the old man now Sanjuu...ooh-hmmm...gluccck", Tanvi caught her husband's cock once again and gulped it to hilt and the next moment she felt the hot semen pumping inside her cavity. Without any hesitation, she gulped...she drank...she swallowed his cum that propelled inside her...she slurped again...it was not much...she felt bad as it didn't last more...but, with a few more heavy thrusts, Sanjoth went limp and soft. Tanvi gave one last suction on Sanjoth's deflated cock and pulled herself away and sat next to him...watching him...fascinated and worried...she blurted a lot of vulgar and dirty comments during their heated moments...though many of it being true, she wasn't ready to disclose her darkest desires.

"Sorry...sorry Tanvi, I am sorry...I said a lot of things just now...please don't mind...I called you bad words and made you look like a bad person...I am sorry", Sanjoth opened his eyes as tears formed when he saw his lovely wife looking at him with sadness written  all over her face.

"It is okay...but Sanju...I didn't do anything like what I said...I am not a slut...I am your wife...I didn't allow Kurramji to do anything to me...I am your wife", she replied comfortably by concealing everything that she did. 

She lied!

She lied to her husband on his face!

She couldn't figure out why she did it...but she did. The moment she said all that, she felt a sharp tickle from her vaginal insides. She lied!

"I am sorry for doubting you, my dear wife. I am so sorry...by saying all that I felt more pleasure...that's why...sorry", he replied but his brain still played the images of Safiya sucking him in mid-air and her hard slaps on his butt-cheeks and the way she manhandled him.

"Let's forget all this Sanju...I decided not going to gym anymore okay...but please...please do not entertain Safiyaji on such things...I can't bear that you cheating on me"

"Sorry...it happened...I will not repeat it", he replied with a solemn face. "Let me be honest with you Tanvi", he paused to look at her.

"Yes...you know you can tell me anything, I am your wife"

"Yes...that's why I am telling you this. I have fantasised about you being taken by someone older...like Khurramji or Mehtaji. Do you remember our old neighbour Shuklaji? I had imagined it for many years. But I know it's so stupid I am and bad for even thinking about such things. For some reason it happened...it just happened. Then you went to Upendraji's shop to buy new gym clothes...and then you started wearing those dresses to the gym where Khurramji also joined...all that made me think of such ridiculous things and I got lost...really...I got lost and ended up with Safiyaji for such bad things to happen...sorry...sorry Tanvi...I am sorry", Sanjoth laid on the bed and had tears in his eyes.

"Oh-God! What are you saying Sanju? I never...even for a moment thought that you had such fantasies or even if you did, how could you think of me doing such things with all these people...Shuklaji...really? And now Khurramji and Mehtaji? They all treat me like a daughter and I don't even look at any other man than you...you are my husband...my children's father...Oh-God!", Tanvi couldn't believe what she heard. But the very thought of the perverted neighbour Shuklaji who drank her with his eyes made her vagina to pop a small drop of hot liquid. She clutched her groin hard...and she felt the wetness through her fingers.

"Look, I said I am sorry...and I will never repeat it. I respect you as my wife and as a woman, I should never have fallen to my bad thoughts...I won't do it, okay...I won't repeat...trust me", he kept his left hand on his wife's naked thigh that felt so soft in comparison to the harder skin and muscular meat of the elder woman, Safiya...suddenly he felt that he need to be fucked by Safiya...with shame and doubts fof future, Sanjoth tried to close his eyes.

"I understand...what happened has happened. Let's promise that it won't be repeated. Trust me, if it happens, then I won't be with you...you can take my word for it", Tanvi's voice went up a bit as she said.

"Okay, okay...I understand, It won't happen again...promise", though he was shocked by her words, he knew where she was coming from. He kept his mouth shut and allowed his thoughts to bring back the carnal moments he had with Safiya.

"Let me take a shower", Tanvi stood up and walked into the bathroom leaving her husband to his thoughts.



At Khurram & Safiya's House:

"Do you think it worked?", Khurram's voice boomed inside his bedroom, making Safiya shocked.

"What do you mean?", she asked.

"What I mean is, do you think that my plan to catch him in action, worked or not?"

"I don't know...I really don't know...I told you many times that I don't want this...again...after what happened last time, I don't want to play such games with you"

"What happened last time was not your fault!", his voice went high.

"Really? Just saying that won't make everything go the other way. You know that very well, Khurramji. Plus, Tanvi is like a daughter to me. I told you this many times and I don't want her to go through hell, just because you want it to happen. I played your game till now...but, for some reason, having that young man around me is not the right thing...it was a thrill when you asked me to start flirting...but now...Ya'Khudah!...but you...you are older...wiser...and why do you want such depravity again???", her voice rose to match his as well.

"Begum, I will not repeat myself. But, as I see you are not listening, I will tell you once again. I want to fuck Tanvi and make her my personal slut...to fuck...and fuck...this time I will not repeat the mistake that I did before by listening to you. Her body is made for sex...it needs sex...I feel it...and even if you and Tanvi wouldn't accept it, it's a fact. She is made for sex...a real plaything....I will make it happen...with or without you", he paused and saw his wife sobbing.

"You are a bad man Khurramji...a real bad man...you made me into this woman", Safiya sobbed hard thinking that by seeing her in such distress would make him change his mind. "You are my husband, Khurramji"

"Your childishness stops - NOW, BEGUM!", growling at his wife, Khurram pushed her to bed and opened her large legs to piston himself with his cock pointed straight at her shaved opening.

"Stoopp-please", Safiya cried with pain when her husband's oversized penis penetrated her hole in one thrust.

"If you want me to stop, then tell me you will do what I said...I need you to tell me", Khurram grunted as he pulled his whole length and shot it back into her with beastly force.

"Yes...YEESSS...I will do it...I will do...but please stop", Safiya wailed and hit her husband's chest hard to make him stop his forceful entry. It was the physical abuse that she loathed and feared.

"Alright, then it's done. Don't even for once you think that you could live a life by disobeying me, Begum", Khurram gave her a wild smile at the realization that everything was moving according to his plan.

Safiya laid back where she was and cried till Khurram was done with her. Through her married life with Khurram, she had been a tool for him to release his energy, both mentally and phsycially. Khurram moulded her body into what she was now through the course of their long married life. She couldn't turn to her husband's side on the bed where Khurram laid next to her, fast asleep. She couldn't find even a trace of sleep, the thoughts of how she betrayed and played the innocent young woman downstairs...it killed her and tears came out of her eyes along with a silent prayer for forgiveness. 



Later that evening at Tanvi and Sanjoth's house:

"Tanvi, Upendraji called me earlier at my office and invited both of us to spend this weekend at his home. What do you think? Shall we go?", though he was timid, Sanjoth had to ask her permission.

"What? Now? It's already time for dinner, Sanju. Maybe another day...I am tired and not in a mood to meet anyone else", Tanvi was shocked at the very suggestion. It brought back too many memories at once. Upendra forcing her to search coins in his car-seat, Mahi making her wear the spandex and later stripping naked on her terrace with Hansa taking photos...more than all of it, she bit her lips hard when she felt goosebumps growing on her skin at the very thought of how much she enjoyed all those dirty activities. Her legs shook with fear at the mere thought of being alone with those same people while her inner demons played their part inside her head.

"It would be rude of us Tanvi if we don't go. Plus, he clearly said that they would get dinner for us. And, he said that there will be only close-friends, Khurramji, Safiyaji and Mehtaji as well. It's a close group of people", he pushed her again. Despite his promise to his wife, his head was already made up to meet Mahi and Safiya. He wanted to be there desperately because he was aware what the outcome would be, if he didn't make it with Tanvi because of the proposition given by Khurram...more like an ultimatum.

"No Sanju, let's not do it today", Tanvi rebutted.

"Common yaar, we discussed it already, and I told you everything. There is no room for anything else to come between us, right? So I don't think there is any harm in going. Also, think in this way...if we meet Khurramji and Safiyaji now, it will show them that we are not fazed with whatever happened, you know?", he nudged her to a corner. He wanted it to happen badly, because after his discussion with his wife, his brain had travelled back to the incident inside the sauna that was overbearing his lewd desires.

"Okay, if you say so. But see, we will come back tomorrow first thing okay", Tanvi shook with fear when she heard Sanjoth saying Khurram and Mehta and Upendra being there and she had to fight hard in her head to figure out how she would tackle all the three old men whom she detested. They were the same men whom she promised herself to avoid, and then the exact negative happened...she was going to meet them men that night...!

"Get ready then. You can carry our night dresses as well if you prefer, okay?", all of a sudden, Sanjoth was quite excited and she knew the reason. With disgust on her face, Tanvi moved to the bedroom to get ready.



At Upendra's House:

"Is she coming?", Khurram's question contained a lot of anxiety as he turned to Upendra.

"Absolutely, that stupid Sanjoth has no idea what's going to happen as he is totally hooked by Safiya and Mahi", Upendra made a vile twist with his large lips.

"Fuck! I molded her into something and she's about to break, but then, you had to intervene!", Khurram retorted playfully.

"Well, I agree that we haven't had something like her ever, right?", Upendra chuckled.

"Yes absolutely. I met her grandmother once and you won't believe Upendra, even that woman is also fuckable at her age, Man!!", Khurram adjusted his shaft inside his boxer.

"Why not? We'll get into her also, you old bastard", Updendra chuckled loudly once again, with his large belly bouncing heavily.

"Where is Mehta? He shouldn't be late"

"He is on his way, and guess what, he is bringing someone for all of us!", Upendra guffawed.

"Well in that case, let's make this a big night!", Khurram chided. He was ready to pounce on the beautiful prey and he wanted to show the puny Sanjoth who the real man was. He was ready!

[Aavesh9]

Chapter-54:



At Tanvi and Sanjoth's House:

"Sanju, can we make this another day please? I am really not ready to meet them at this point", Tavi came out from her bedroom and asked her husband who was getting ready.

"Why? Are you not well? It's just a friendly gathering, nothing much to it", Sanjoth became sullen right away.

"No...It's not that. We just had a very open conversation about our life today and I want to spend tonight alone with you...only with you", Tanvi replied with what she had in her mind.

"Well, I am not sure of it...it's already late to cancel, Tanvi"

"Tell Upendraji that I am not well, or make up something...and, Sanjoth?", she paused with an eyebrow raised high.

"What?", he saw that unspoken question on his wife's beautiful face.

Her lips curved into an irresistible smile that made his already hard cock to twitch inside his pants, "Aaand...if you make him agree, you will get something in return", Tanvi smiled seductively as she lifted her right foot up a little to show her sculpted legs.

Sanjoth caught the sight and for a moment he wondered why he went after the older women when he had such a beautiful creature at home. But then again, his brain went back to the musky flavor of Safiya's large pussy and the vulgar noises of them sucking with hard slaps of their bodies that made him go weak and crazy with lust. "Let me see", he picked up his cellphone and watched his wife moving towards him by removing her tee-shirt away from her torso to expose her bra-covered breasts.

"Hi, Upendraji", Sanjoth got the line connected with a gasp leaving from his lips as his wife tugged his jeans down to his knees.

Tanvi heard her husband mumbling something over some reply that came from the other end of the call.

"Ji, yes, I called to say that we cannot make it tonight because Tanvi has a fever and is not in a good shape to come over", another gasp came out from his mouth when he felt his hardened rod being fondled by his wife's soft hands.

"Oh no, that's bad...but, I am so sorry Upendraji, I can come alone if that makes your a bit better but with Tanvi in fever, I think I should stay with her", he stopped in between as suddenly Tanvi used her mouth to gobble his penis at one shot.

"Yes, true...so sorry, we will make it tomorrow", Sanjoth bit his lips from moaning as Tanvi sucked his shaft long and deep into her mouth. She got his full penis in her, and seemed relaxed and enjoying his cock's presence.

"Ji, okay...Will do, sorry again, Upendraji", Sanjoth had to hold her from head to stop bobbing when he sensed his seed would erupt in seconds. He had to focus with all his attention to stop her, and also stop his balls from releasing. 

"What did he say?", Tanvi asked without removing her lips away from his penis.

"He was disappointed as they are all ready to welcome us", he replied with a grunt.

"Who are 'they'?", Tanvi's tongue flicked below his cock-head, creating a shudder and elicited a low moan from him.

"Khurramji, Safiyaji, Mahiji, Mehtaji and Mimi", Sanjoth had to forcefully stop his wife's head from moving back and forth.

"Let them wait...now, come inside, dear husband...let me give you more of this", Tanvi hissed and smiled wickedly by standing up from her knees.

"Why don't we do it here?", he asked back.

"Here? Anyone could catch us if they look this side", Tanvi was shocked and horrified as she pointed at the large window of their living that had it's curtain opened and held at both sides, and it looked like everything inside their living room could be seen if anyone looked towards it, even though not that easy because the unit was higher than ground level where Mehta's house, Mini-Jungle and Swimming Pool were. But, still, if someone stood at the Swimming Pool area, it was not difficult to see the inside of their living room, a shiver went into Tanvi's back when she thought it was the same view of their master bedroom that was adjacent to the living room...even if they went inside to bedroom, she made a mental note to keep the curtains closed...always!

"No one can see us even if they looked at this side, see", Sanjoth turned to face the window and opened the curtains further. "This apartment is one floor higher than the ground and even if someone sees us, who cares? We are husband and wife and this is our home"

"Let's go to the bedroom please", Tanvi requested once again.

"No Tanvi, I changed the plans as you said, and now it's your turn", Sanjoth sat on the three seater couch and spread his legs to project his rod towards her playfully.

"Ew...stop that, Sanju", she smiled back with the same playfulness. Tanvi resigned and glided forward.

"No, stand and strip for me first", he said loudly in a stern voice.

"I said, strip slut! You are stripping for that old man Khurram. Can't you see your husband watching from outside? Now do it!", Sanjoth barked.

"What! No! Anyone can see me like this. At least close the curtains Sanju", Tanvi was mortified but at the same time, a sharp tickle came from her vagina when she thought of anyone catching her naked. Yet, with discomfort and discreet thrill of someone looking at her, Tanvi stood up and removed her top, making her upper body naked. She blinked her eyes properly to take a good look outside but as it was night, outside was dark...she couldn't see anything except a few yellow lights at the swimming pool. Immediately, another sharp voltage passed through her spine "Would Khurramji be there...and looking here?". Then without looking at her husband, she removed her skirt and let it fall to the floor...and stood completely naked to the world...or rather...to Khurram!

"I am not your husband slut! I am a dirty old man with muscles much bigger than your Sanjoth. He cannot stand outside even if he wants to. I said strip!", he raised his voice with a serious face.

Tanvi realized the fantasy that her husband was playing at. Deep inside it was exactly what she wanted, even though she wouldn't admit it herself. 

"So, what will you do if Sanjoth comes over here, Khurramji?", her lips were curled and her face changed it's demeanour.

"I will kick him and throw outside of this house. He is no match to me and you know it. You have seen me working out with you in the gym, haven't you? Look at this thing, slut...this will consume you in a moment. So, show me everything you have only given to your husband till now", his words were filthy and contained all his dirty and creative imaginations.

"Are you going to bang me, Khurramji?", Tanvi's lips curled as she looked at her husband with her new-found knowledge of his musings. He wanted to have a role-play with her.

"Yes, if you don't listen, I will do it and you know Sanjoth cannot do anything even if wants to. So, strip! And, make it slow so that he can understand that you are my slut!"

"Please don't do anything to me, Khurramji, please don't hurt my husband", Tanvi played along and paraded her nakedness to her husband.

Sanjoth couldn't believe what he witnessed. It was a lewd sight...it was unbelievable...never in their married life did his wife display such willingness to go with his lewd request. The way she stood naked, oozing sexual intensity all over face was a thing that never happened. She didn't even bother to cover herself with her hands. His shaft twitched as it pumped more blood through its veins. At first he was doubtful to use Khurram for his role-play but the way he felt imagining Khurram to take his wife stopped all the rational thinking that he ideally should have carried.

"What are you waiting for? Turn around first and show me what you got, slut!", he added the word 'slut' with purpose. He wanted to see how much she could take and it also helped to ease his mindset. He was deeply troubled after spilling his vile secrets and vulgar musings about his wife and other men and now calling his wife 'slut' gave a sort of mental peace.

"Don't call me that Sanjoth!", her retort was immediate but she turned to her back displaying her unprotected body to him.

"I will do whatever I want, you bitch! You offered yourself willingly to someone other than your husband and why are you ashamed when I call you slut? Now, bend forward and show me properly what you are offering", his brain went into overdrive. 

"Why am I doing this? And, why am I getting so excited when he calls me slut? Nante'ko'tta ('oh-god' in Japanese)! Is it because I am a real slut? Eventhough I didn't tell him everything, Khurramji saw everything I have, I am a slut", with such thoughts Tanvi bent herself forward by thrusting her ass-cheeks towards her husband. Her vagina was moist...though Sanjoth couldn't see it through her thick black bush.

"Now turn and look at me, and tell me how big I am compared to your husband", he asked with a bark.

Tanvi was mortified. But, she turned to face him and whispered by looking into her husband's eyes..."You are so huge...so big than Sanjoth", her mouth spilled the words but her brain was shouting the opposite as her head played the images of the enormous thing that she sucked earlier and in comparison to it, Sanjoth was absolutely nothing...it was a like a kid's toy.

"Tell me slut...do you like this old man servicing you? Does your husband fuck like how I do? Does he have the stamina that I have?", Sanjoth stopped her head from dipping down to his groin.

"No Khurramji...he is nothing compared to you...he can't do anything with his toy...I know you are going to give me everything I wanted, Khurramji", Tanvi wondered why she was saying such nonsense but, when saw her husband squirming in his seat with completely unbridled face. She leaned forward and licked his shaft once and looked up to check his reaction.

"Oh-Fuck! Suck me like you sucked your stupid husband...make sure you do it better, slut!", Sanjoth was about to cum and when his wife gave a few wet licks to his rod, that was more than he could handle.

By looking at his state, Tanvi knew it. Instead of making him cum quickly, she decided to make it slow. She licked his small-sized scrotum and kept her eyes in contact with him. He gasped and thrusted his cock further towards her mouth. Instead of sucking it in, she used her hands to grab his hips and pulled it forward to her breasts. Without losing her momentum, she captured her husband's penis between her soft and full breasts. 

"Is this how you like it? Am I doing it like Safiyaji?", she asked, looking straight into his eyes. She felt the carnal thrill of requital seeping into her brain "tit-for-tat", she grinned internally "you-take-it-Sanju!". On a side thought, she felt like she was in fact servicing the inhuman penis instead of the one she held in hand. The image of a brown, giant of Khurram sitting naked in front of her and instructing her to service his venomous penis made her cunt puke a large dollop of hot precum out of it's clamped lips. Her spine shivered at the mere image of Khurram's menacing penis once again looming in front of her. She sucked Sanjoth's cock hard with a forceful motion of her mouth.

Sanjoth felt his cock to explode any moment and doubted if his wife was actually giving head to him or to the old man.

"Look at your husband who is helplessly watching us, slut! He can't do anything when you are cheating him with me or maybe he will run to my wife for revenge!", Sanjothe blabbering as the pleasure peaked.

Tanvi stopped suddenly and pulled out his penis from her mouth with eyes widened when she heard what her husband just blurted.

"So, you like me cheating on my husband?", her question was sudden and took Sanjoth off guard.

"Yess, I like it. I want to make you my personal slut and will offer you to all my friends while your silly boy husband can go have fun with my old lady", his answer was dreamy.

"What do you want me to do, Khurramji", her voice was coarse and heavy.

"I want you to lick my balls, suck them, and worship my cock without a question, now do it slut!", Sanjoth shouted at his wife with exhilarating enthusiasm. 

"Like this?", she hissed again as she nose-dived to suck one of his balls inside her sweltering mouth and rolled it with her long tongue.

"I see your husband begging my wife to suck him like you do...but she can't do it...she don't know how to suck it properly", Sanjoth hissed back.

"Do you want me to suck your thing now, Khurramji?, Tanvi asked, removing her lips from his scrotum.

"Ye...yesss...I will cum noww", Sanjoth shouted and suddenly moaned as Tanvi left his penis and stood up.

"So, you liked how Safiyaji did it, right?", she asked with a smirk on her face.

"What? Sorry I got lost. Make me cum, slut", he barked.

"I am not 'the' slut...but you are, Sanju...I didn't do anything that you said...it was all your dirty imagination...but, I have seen how you enjoyed doing things with that woman", she paused and took a deep breath..."Now, if you want me to repeat it, come inside...not here", Tanvi updated him about her intentions and walked into their bedroom by swaying her buttocks cajoling him. Deep in her head, she cursed herself for keeping her darkest secrets and not being truthful to her husband "at least he came clean with me...I am a bad person", that was the thought that ran through her.

"What the fuck happened just now!!", Sanjoth couldn't comprehend that his wife denied him but, he also realized what she said was true. He had no option other than behaving like a good child.

They had a quick and fast session once inside and slept tired. Early next morning, Tanvi woke up and with one look at her husband lying peacefully with the deflated penis, she felt bad. Her mind wandered on what actually was happening to them.

"Did he like me being with other men? Is that what he wanted to see? Possibly yes, that's the reason why he is persistent on asking what I did with Khurramji. Or was it the other way round? Maybe he likes older women like Safiyaji? Yes it should be like that. Otherwise, why would he be chasing other women when he have me or am I not doing all those dirty things that he wants me to do? Oh-God, this is so confusing. I need to talk to him and make him come out of his depravities" Tanvi was consumed in her thoughts as she made breakfast.

Sanjoth woke up with a start. He was immersed in wild dreams where he was manhandled by Safiya and Mahi wher they made him perform slave-games. For a moment he was disoriented and a moment later, registered where he physically was. The weight of Khurram's words loomed heavy. He knew there was no option than biding to what he asked. The fact of his wife becoming a plaything to the old man didn't bother him for some reason. He was more focused on how he would get the next chance to be with Safiya and also the thrill of having Mahi excited beyond his limits.

"Let's go for some shopping Tanvi", Sanjoth announced after he had his breakfast.

"Why? Is there any event that I am not aware of?", Tanvi's brain piqued.

"Oh, nothing that important. I thought that as we are going to Upendraji's house today, I will get you something new, that's all", he conveniently kept the fact that Khurram specifically told him to make her wear knee-length skirt and sleeveless-blouse.

"Oh okay, then let's go. I have been wanting to buy some new tops and leggings", Tanvi got interested immediately.

"Sure, that too", he muffled his comment.

Later that afternoon, they reached one of the biggest mall in city and got busy with shopping spree. Sanjoth assumed the role of a very supportive husband while Tanvi selected her apparels. Once done, he knew the main thing was missing. He took her for a coffee and opened the topic.

"You know Tanvi, I remember you wearing nice Skirts and Tops during our early marriage days. Why are you wearing any such clothes now? Do you fell shy or something?"

"What! No, I am not shy but Sanju, should I remind you that now we have kids and I cannot wear skirts and all that...it's more college style...I am already in my thirties...common...I can't wear those dresses anymore", she turned dismissive. 

"Common'yaar, Tanvi? First of all, you ARE young, not old, okay? And I love to see you in such clothes than the usual Kurti's and Tops that you wear now-a-days. They make you look too serious, Tanvi"

"No they don't!", her rejection was quicker than he finished his statements. 

"Of course, deny all you wnat...but you clearly know you are denying a fact that you don't want to admit. Look, why don't you buy a nice skirt and wear it tonight? Let's give them a heart attack", Sanjoth laughed to make the tense air to go easy.

"Oh no, I can't...you are asking too much. I can't wear that in front of them", Tanvi felt a pinch of electricity stirring from her groin and travelling through spine when she thought of the latex dress that she tried without Sanjoth's knowledge. She knew she would look hot in skirt that would show her flawlessly shaped legs but, she wasn't the one to admit it openly.

"Common'yaar Tanvi, for me...Let's buy one set at least", as he said, he stood up and pulled her hand.

Showing her unwillingness, Tanvi followed his suit till he reached a branded shop in the mall that carried a wide range of Western dressing collection.

"Try this one", Sanjoth pointed at a floral skirt and it's matching strapped top with entire arms naked. A spaghetti strapped top.

Though acting visibly shocked at his suggestion, she took the dress and went inside the dressing room. Once inside, she took a deep breath and removed what she wore and stood in her panty and bra taking a good look at her fair skin. She was toned...shapely...and voluptuously so....she knew how hot she looked. Her Japanese heritage made her something special beyond a normal Indian's imagination. She pulled the skirt to her waist and noticed how it fitted her frame like an angelic beauty. The skirt was pleated with two slits at it's sides running up to her upper thighs and it stopped one inch above her knee caps. Then, she wore the top and found that it looked like she was half-naked by wearing it. The white straps of her bra stood outside and in vertical contrast to the black top that had naked straps that hooked to her shoulders.

Somehow, gathering her confidence, she opened the door and presented herself to her husband.

"Wow! You look amazing. It's better than the actual model of this dress", the comment came from the Sales Girl who stood behind Sanjoth making both of them jump at once.

"Thank you, but it is too revealing, Sanju", Tanvi wanted it so bad but had to make a gesture.

"Nothing doing, we are taking it", he decided for them. Deep inside, Sanjoth was worried and thrilled to see his wife who looked far better than a real model. Her body was perfect in all senses. Her breasts were sized enough to make anyone drool and her ass-curve was so angled that any dick would die to taste her globules.

"Madam, you really look so lovely in this dress, okay", the Sales Girl reminded Tanvi of her newly made friend Sylvie with whom she met in very similar circumstances few months earlier.

"Thank you but, I am not sure if I would ever wear the top because I have arm hair and I don't usually shave", Tanvi returned it back with a polite comment.

"Madam, trust me, no one would even notice it if YOU wear this dress. Anyone will be dazzled by your beauty", the Sales Girl couldn't hide her honest opinion. She in fact had never seen someone who oozed such radiance of both beauty and skin-tone. There was no hair on her body...like a thoroughly waxed sculpture. Tanvi's yellow tone glowed with the shop's light making the sales-girl to wonder if this woman was actually the man's wife or just came from some Asian country to visit India. 

"I am not sure of it", Tanvi was still apprehensive.

"Don't worry Madam, if you want to check, we have more, we have many of such dresses and some of it are not this revealing as well", the Sales Girl chided.

"Oh no, please..this itself is more than I bargained for"

"Please come here anytime Madam, I can help you, okay", the Sales Girl handed over her card to the beautiful woman.

"Sure, see you later dear", Tanvi smiled and hugged the girl for a moment making her startle and smile at the same time.

"Okay, as we found the dress, I need a bra that goes with it because all I have are colored ones and this top needs a skin toned bra", Tanvi told lher husband.

"Why? Can't you go without it?"

Tanvi paused for a moment to look at Sanjoth with unbelieving eyes. She imagined her husband didn't propose something this atrocious.

"Why? Are you surprised? I have seen many at my office without bra and they look decent to me", he continued.

"Sanjoth! I am NOT doing that okay. If you even think for a moment about it, let's stop this right now", she was furious but at the same time she felt a spark from her spine just with the mere thought of how she would look without a bra.

"Okay okay, let's not fight it. You go an buy the one that you want to, no problem", he conceded as he didn't need to have a bad aura further to the big night.

Once they reached home, Tanvi went straight to toilet and started preparing herself. While in shower, she thought of shaving her armpit and with conflicting thoughts, and decided against it as she couldn't make up her mind on why she need to do it for someone else's pleasure. Using her body lotion heavily, she rinsed herself and surprisingly noticed how much her pussy was watering. After finishing her shower, she reached her closed bedroom and started wearing her attire for the night.

Sanjoth was anxious and nervous beyond control. His head was filled with conflicting and in idescent thoughts at once. He was scared that once the night was over, his marriage wouldn't last and at the same time he knew that he would  become Safiya or Mahi's pet. In every version of his vile imagination, he knew it was going to be in his favor with a with a bit of difficulty to adjust his wife. He was least bothered about his children as the only thing that prompted  his thoughts mas his cock that finalized his decisions, and his body obeyed. 

Tanvi took her skin colored strap bra in hand and wondered if she was going ahead with it. But then, her mind was also on similar situation like her husband's. Every second she spend on grooming seemed like a desperate hour waiting to meet the wretched old man and it made her pussy grow more wetter. She wore the bra and looked into the mirror and gasped audibly. It seemed like she was naked, stark naked, except her nipples weren't visible...the color of the bra gelled into her skin like an extension. She took the panty that she bought as a set and wore it. Her shock was instant...her jet-black pubic hair prodded through the thin apparel making it very much visible and the final view was like she standing naked, utterly naked without anything covering her body. She wore the skirt and then the top and then peoceeded to pull her straight black hair to make it into a ponytail high up on her head. Once again she stared into the mirror to check her reflection. She was presented with a view of a stunning young woman with lots of fair skin showing from neck down, lots of shoulder skin showing outside and a bit of  cleavage and tons of naked legs. As she twirled around to check her back, she moaned to her embarrassment. Her backside was open till her lower back. The top coverd only the front portion and left the backside blank and open. It wad outrageous...erotic...making her pussy splatter more liquid...yet, she carried herself head-on to hit the night that her husband planned.

Sanjoth's heart stopped the moment his eyes got feasted with the vision of his wife coming out from the bedroom. For few seconds, he couldn't muster any kind of reaction and failed to respond. It was few moments later that his brain brought the ray of enlightenment. "She's my wife! And I am presenting her wilfully to those dirty bastartds. What the fuck am I doing? She's the mother of my two children. If this night goes as Khurram intend to, I will be left with no one in this world. Oh-God! I need to stop this madness", Sanjoth was about to say something when his cellphone rang.

"Hi Upendraji", he picked the call and saw Tanvi's face falling.

"Yes-yes Upendraji, we are about to leave from here. Oh-yes, she is feeling much better now, thank you so much for asking", he disconnected the line and saw his wife's looking at him with questions.

[Aavesh9]

[Nobita]

Cliffhanger-1:
Khurram forcing himself on Tanvi in her kitchen when no one is at home. She gets the first flavor of what the old man kept in store and during their one-sided interaction, Khurram gets her to make a promise "to walk away from her home at that moment, and to continue at a place and time that he gets to decide". Having no option left, Tanvi agrees to the vile person with one large question looming in front of her...future!


Cliffhanger-2:
Sanjoth gets into action with Khurram's Begum, Safiya and enjoys their depraved fantasies to come alive at the gym. Khurram walks in (as planned earlier with his Begum) and catch Sanjoth red-handed and it's outcome is as expected...

Cliffhanger-3:
Sharda is at Badi Didi's mercy, and the brother owner is not allowing an inch for the Maid to take a breather from pausing the repayment of the debt she took. Giving her an ultimatum to make Tanvi to agree on visiting the brother run by Badi Didi, within the Basti, Sharda the Maid is left with no option than begging Tanvi to help her out...

Cliffhanger-4:
When Abhijeet, and his friends deliberates about Tanvi's chastity. Doubting if a woman like would willingly consider joining their activities, and also have a serious question if the woman that Faiz fingered and engaged Abhijeet-Sharda couple, was Tanvi itself or not and that question remains. While, Metha Senior is convinced with no question of making Tanvi to join their lifestyle...

Cliffhanger-5: Ending of Chapter-52:
Despite the night being cooler than previous days, and even with children sleeping peacefully, Tanvi was unable to relax. Since she lay on the bed, there wasn't a single second that passed without giving her the sting of guilt!
 
"What have I done!", the question repeated and replayed a thousand times without any answer. Despite her desperation and sorrowful state, her subconscous registered a heatwave rising from her cervix. 

Later that night, while scrolling the pictures that she copied from Abhijeet's phone to hers, she found one where Safiya was taken by Abhijeet...the magnitute of what she saw shook her core!



But - the biggest question is - is any/or all of these Cliffhangers going determine Tanvi's life OR would there be anything else that could happen?

Wonderful ....I really wanted to know how this story ends

[Nobita]

Very nice brother .


Really waiting for another updates