Adultery NEMESIS

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Part 27 – Pihu Went To See The Movie

In these few years of our marriage, I and my wife Pihu have done so many things that if I tell you everything, it will become a whole Mahabharata (an epic of India in Sanskrit language). Here I tell you only those things or incidents that you find interesting to read. All these incidents are completely true, which I just keep presenting in front of you in the form of a story. This particular incident happened three years after our marriage. By then Pihu had been fucked by many people other than me. Earlier all this used to happen with my knowledge and consent. But gradually Pihu also got addicted to sex. Now she had also got addicted to the dick of other unknown people apart from my cock. So that is why sometimes she also used to get fucked by unknown people in my absence and quench the thirst of her pussy. But it had been a long time since I saw my lovely wife getting fucked badly by other unknown and stranger men in front of my eyes. The cuckold husband inside me was suffocating badly. I had to somehow see my wife getting fucked badly by other men. But unfortunately, I did not get such a chance for a long time. But then one day my luck woke up, and after a long time I got a chance to see my own lovely wife getting fucked brutally by other men in front of my own eyes. Without stretching the introduction further, I will now come straight to the story. It was a Sunday night. And both of us were getting bored at home. I felt like going out somewhere. I told Pihu, "Pihu, let's go to watch a movie today." She said, "That's fine but there is no good movie playing. What will we watch?" I said smiling, "This is even better. Maybe the cinema halls will be empty? Let's go, darling. Who knows, you might get a big cock there. And if you don't get it, we will fuck each other. Anyway, we have never fucked in an empty hall till date. What do you say?" Pihu must have felt tempted after listening to me, but she said shyly, “You keep joking all the time, Bijan.” Taking advantage of the situation, I said to her, “Why are you shy, darling? It has been ages since I saw you getting fucked by others. Who knows, maybe it is written in my fate to see this tonight. Let's go and find a dick for you. And if we don't find one, we will come back after watching the movie.” She said smilingly, “Okay, I am getting ready. You book tickets for both of us on the phone.” After Pihu left, I started checking on my phone about the cinema halls around our area. I saw that there is an old single screen cinema hall at a short distance from our apartment, but only Bhojpuri movies (movies made in Bihar state) are shown in it. And that hall is so old that the option of booking tickets online was not available. I saw that there is a show after an hour at 10 pm. I decided to take Pihu to the same cinema hall, because I had a strong gut feeling that the person who would fuck Pihu would be present in this hall, and I would get a chance to see her getting fucked. After some time, Pihu came ready.


She was wearing a salwar suit. She was looking beautiful but her figure was not properly visible in that salwar suit. I told her, “Darling, this salwar suit is not suiting you. You do one thing, just wear a sleeveless t-shirt and jeans!” She said in surprise, “Why?” I said, “Listen to me. That will be fine. You just wear it and come.” Pihu did not argue with me further and came after changing. Now her ass was looking great in tight jeans and her firm boobs were also looking great in the t-shirt. My eyes were on her boobs, seeing which she understood why I had asked her to wear it. She again said shyly, ‘You will not change ever, right Bijan?’ I also said laughing, “Never.” We both left much before the movie started. I knew that there would be less crowd in the movie hall. And someone would definitely take advantage of this. Finally, we both reached the movie hall. But it was an old type of hall. There was not much light inside, rather there was darkness all around. People were also not visible anywhere. I said to Pihu, "Let's go here." Pihu was probably a little scared seeing the condition of the hall. She said to me, "But Bijan, it looks very old and scary. And the atmosphere is also very dirty. Do you really want to watch the movie here?" I whispered in her ear, "Please understand darling, you can find good and strong cocks only in this atmosphere." She blushed again. She said, "Still think once, is it right to go inside here at this time of the night?" I held her hand and said, "Why are you scared, darling? I am with you." She said softly, "That is the only thing I am afraid of." I said, "Don't be afraid, darling. Nothing will happen. Come on, let's go inside." Saying this, I took her inside the same old hall. A Bhojpuri movie was playing in it. And the movie was just about to start. I bought two tickets for us and we both started going inside. I saw that there were about 30 to 35 people at the gate of the hall. They were also waiting for the movie to start. Most of them were old people. But four or five people were young. They were looking at my wife very well. The reason for that was also justified because Pihu was the only woman among all the people. Apart from the two of us, the rest of the people seemed to be from the lower class. Most of them were daily laborers, auto drivers, taxi drivers and rickshaw pullers. And those people were shocked to see a beautiful woman like Pihu in this hall at this time of the night in a sleeveless T-shirt and tight jeans. I was sure that seeing Pihu, there must be a stir in their pants. All those people were staring at Pihu. And I was also sure that their eyes were fixed on Pihu's bulging boobs and on her swaying round ass. And thinking that so many people were touching my wife's boobs and ass by their eyes in front of me, my pant too started bulging. I had intentionally maintained some distance from Pihu. And was looking at her like other people, as if everyone thought that Pihu has come alone to the hall. Just then the gate of the hall opened and everyone started going inside. Pihu was walking ahead of me. And I was behind her. Just then a strong man came between me and Pihu. I was about to say something at first but remembered the matter of searching for a dick and kept quiet.


That man started following Pihu. And I started following that man. An old ticket checker was standing at the gate of the hall who was telling after checking the ticket that where to sit. Because of this both of them stopped. I noticed that that man lightly touched my wife Pihu's ass. Pihu thought that it was me, but when she looked back, it was someone else instead of me who had placed his hand on her ass. Pihu looked at me with a little surprise. Then I signaled her with my eyes to remain quiet and go inside. Pihu did the same and did not say anything to that man. Perhaps that man also understood that Pihu had come here alone. Pihu also did not say anything to that man about his hand, and quietly started going inside the hall. Now that man had started rubbing Pihu's ass with his hand even harder. Sometimes he would rub his hand on Pihu's ass from above, and sometimes he would start pressing her ass with his hand. Meanwhile, our turn came for ticket checking. We both had taken the corner seats. He looked at the tickets and told, “Your seat is there in the corner.” Then, after a pause, he looked at Pihu and said, “Sister, can I tell you something? Don’t sit in the corner. All these people are rowdies. They will misbehave with you taking advantage of the darkness.” Before Pihu could say anything, that man said from behind Pihu, “Don’t preach too much and do your work, you old bug! It is her wish, she can sit anywhere, what does it matter to you? Check everyone’s tickets quietly and get out of here.” Hearing his words, along with me and Pihu, that ticket checker also got scared. He didn’t say anything else. Going close to the seat, I whispered in Pihu's ear, "Leave the last seat." Pihu whispered back, "Why?" I told her, "You will know soon. Don't talk to me too much. You don't know me from right now. You have come to watch the movie alone. Understood?" Pihu agreed to my suggestion and she left one seat vacant and sat down. I sat on her right. Meanwhile, that man also came there and sat on the left seat on Pihu's left. Pihu looked at me once. She knew what was going to happen to her next. I signaled Pihu to keep quiet and asked her to sit straight. Then I completely pretended to be unaware and just started looking at the screen. Now the movie will start, so the lights went off. The movie started on the screen.


After some time, the black man saw the opportunity and put his hand on Pihu's thigh and started moving his hand slowly over her thigh. Pihu looked at me again. I told her in gestures, "Let him do whatever he wants to do. You stay quiet." Pihu kept sitting quietly, obeying me. But I realized that she was feeling uncomfortable sitting like that. But she was forced to sit like that. But I did not pay much attention to her and kept watching the movie. But that movie was not worth watching. Because there was a poster of a Bhojpuri movie outside, but a South Indian C-grade soft porn movie was playing in the hall. I understood that such soft porn movies are played in such halls during the night. And such lower-class laborers enjoy it to the fullest. And I had no objection in watching such a movie. But the atmosphere of the entire hall started changing rapidly. The hall was already smelling of sweat, bidi and gutka, and now the smell of people's masturbation also started spreading all over the hall. I looked around and saw that everyone was stroking their dickes. No one was feeling any shame or embarrassment in doing so. Everyone was busy in their own world. So, I also started watching the movie. The movie was showing that the husband of a South Indian woman works abroad. That man comes once a year and fucks his wife and then goes back abroad. But his poor wife keeps waiting for her husband throughout the year with her thirsty pussy. Then the eyes of that woman's young servant fall on her. And that servant takes up the task of quenching his mistress's thirst. It was a very interesting story. For some time, I was so engrossed in watching the movie that I did not remember Pihu or that man. But suddenly I heard Pihu whispering in my ear, “This man is crossing his limits, Bijan. He is literally licking my neck right now.” I looked up and saw that the man had bent forward from his seat towards Pihu. And with his dirty bearded mustached face, he was actually licking Pihu’s neck with his tongue while chewing gutka! I told Pihu, “Let him do whatever he wants. You don’t do anything. Sit quietly. Act as if you don’t care about all this.” She said, “But it tickles me. And there is a strong odor of gutka coming from his mouth. I don’t like it.” I saw that the man was not bothered at all, he continued to lick Pihu’s neck without any fear. Seeing his expressions, it seemed that he was Pihu’s husband, who had brought her to the hall to fuck her. I felt good seeing his courage and bravery. I knew that today I would get to see Pihu getting fucked thoroughly. The man took another step forward and put his hand between Pihu's legs over her tight jeans and squeezed her pussy hard. Pihu moaned loudly at the sudden squeezing of her pussy. “Ahh…Ouch...” But she immediately put her hand on her mouth so that others would not hear her voice. Ignoring her moans, I kept pretending to watch the movie. But my eyes were always on every move of Pihu and that man. But Pihu's condition was bad then. She could neither sit quietly nor did she want to let that man touch her pussy and thighs. But on my request, she was forced to sit quietly without saying anything and without doing anything. This made the man understand that the girl was ready. Therefore, his courage increased even more. Now he very comfortably took his hand from Pihu to the other side and brought it on her boobs. He started pressing one of Pihu's boobs lightly from above her T-shirt. Pihu's condition started getting worse. Suddenly a stranger man's hand was on her two biggest weaknesses. One was her pussy and the other was her boobs. That man started pressing Pihu's boobs one by one very comfortably and lovingly without any hurry. And his other hand was busy examining her pussy. I was sure that by then her pussy would have become completely wet with her own juices. And that man must have guessed it by now. And he must have started rubbing her pussy more happily. Due to darkness in the hall, I could not see much, but a strange growling sound coming from Pihu's throat in my ears clearly told me that she was also happy to get that man's touch on her pussy. But there was still some hesitation left inside her. So, Pihu tried to hide that man's hand from her boobs by raising her hand. But that man had some other intention. He immediately caught Pihu's hand and placed it on his cock. There was no answer to his support. Not only Pihu but even I was shocked by his action. I was feeling pity for Pihu, the poor girl will have to face a lot tonight but I was also happy that after a long time I will get to see her getting fucked by a stranger. I was very happy about one more thing that now Pihu had also started helping that man openly. Because now she had also come to know that today no one can stop her from getting fucked by this man. And so now she had also started accepting this situation in her mind and trying to enjoy herself. I secretly saw that now Pihu had also started caressing that man's dick slowly by herself over his pant. Now I pretended to be asleep, and from the corner of my eyes I started enjoying the actions of both of them, how my slutty wife was caressing a stranger's dick despite me being present there. Seeing her doing this, I and my heart started getting some peace. I also wanted to see how that man prepares my wife for fucking. And at that time, I was eagerly waiting to see my own wife getting fucked badly by other men.


Now that man put his hand inside Pihu's T-shirt and started pressing her boobs over her bra. Pihu went to say something to him, but couldn't. Because instead of saying anything, she started moaning. "Ah…oh...umm..." She once again put her other hand on her mouth. But she did not leave that man's dick even once. Rather, she was continuously caressing his dick over his pant. I saw that the pressure of that man's hand on Pihu's boobs had started increasing. Now he started pressing her boobs hard. But perhaps he was having difficulty in doing so because of Pihu's bra. So, he turned Pihu towards me. This made Pihu's back towards him. That man lifted Pihu's T-shirt and undid the hook of her bra, and signaled Pihu to remove her bra. I wanted to see how Pihu would manage to remove her bra while wearing a T-shirt. Surprising me, Pihu comfortably removed her bra and handed it to me. Taking advantage of the darkness, I immediately took her bra from her hand. After the bra was removed, the man straightened Pihu again and sat normally on his seat. Then slowly he lifted Pihu's T-shirt. Now Pihu's boobs were completely exposed in front of him. Although three years had passed since our marriage and in the last two years Pihu had been fucked by many people other than me, still her boobs were very tight and had not become loose at all. Seeing this, the man seemed to have got new enthusiasm and he started kneading both the boobs of my wife with all his heart. I knew that the way he was kneading her boobs, Pihu would not be able to stop herself for long. And that is what happened. Pihu moaned "Aaahh...aaahh…" and pulled the man's head towards her. And placed his mouth on her boobs. This was enough for that man. Without wasting a moment, that man started sucking her boobs one by one. That man was sucking one of her boobs and was squeezing the other one very ruthlessly with his hands, as if he would not stop until he had squeezed milk out of it. But this did not make any difference to Pihu. She was also getting her boobs sucked and squeezed ruthlessly that man with great pleasure. After sucking both the boobs for some time, that man held Pihu's hair with one hand and started kissing her. Pihu was also supporting him. I laughed seeing that a while ago she was complaining to me about the odor of gutka and bidi coming out of that man's mouth, but now she was kissing him by placing her soft and delicate lips on the manly lips in the middle of the jungle of beard and moustache of that man. Now Pihu was also not aware whether someone was watching her kissing that man like this madly or not. By then that man had ignited the fire of lust inside her, which she had to extinguish somehow. And that is what she was doing. I saw Pihu sucking that man's lips. Now that man pushed his tongue inside Pihu's mouth. Pihu also opened her mouth and welcomed his tongue, which had become red due to gutka, inside her mouth and passively brought that man's tongue in her mouth and started sucking it. I think both of them were sucking each other's tongue. Seeing my wife kissing a stranger in front of me with such passion, once again my pant started to stir. I started caressing my dick from above my pant. Seeing Pihu kissing that man, I was also on fire. I decided in my mind that I will take revenge for this by going home and fucking her, for now I kept pretending to be asleep and kept observing the erotic actions of both of them.


Now that man lifted Pihu from the seat and made her sit on the floor below the seat. That man had made Pihu sit in front of his legs. Along with me, Pihu had also understood what she had to do next. That man opened the zip of his pant and took out his long thick dick and placed it in front of Pihu and started kneading her boobs himself. I saw that Pihu started looking at his dick carefully, as if she was measuring the size of that dick with her eyes. I also saw his dick. His dick was quite big, thick and long. It was completely black in color. There was a thick forest of black pubic hair at the base of his dick. I know that Pihu does not like pubic hair around the dick at all. According to her, the presence of pubic hair around the dick causes her difficulty in sucking the dick. The pubic hair pokes into her nose and eyes, due to which she does not enjoy sucking the dick. And the pubic hair also causes sweating, which smell she does not like at all. That is why she shaves her armpits and pussy as well as my dick every single day. But today she was not going to be affected by such thick and smelly pubic hair. Pihu looked at his dick carefully for some time, from her facial expressions I felt that she liked his dick a lot. Pihu looked around once and directly took his black dick in her mouth. She started sucking his dick with her lips and licking it with her tongue. Now that wrestler-like man suddenly tried to lift up Pihu's T-shirt and take it off. I saw that Pihu pointed towards me and whispered to the man, "Please don't take it off, my husband is watching." The man was shocked for a moment on hearing the name of the husband. Because, he would not have thought even in his wildest dreams that a husband would watch his wife being molested by another man for so long. He asked Pihu in a surprised voice, "Who's your fucking husband?!" Pihu once again pointed towards me and said, "The man sitting there is my husband. I had come here with him to watch the movie." The man started laughing after hearing Pihu's words. “If any husband comes to watch such a movie with his wife in such an environment at such a late hour, then there cannot be a gayer and more impotent person than him in this world. Your husband is so shameless that despite seeing his wife being molested by another man for so long, he did not say anything and kept sleeping freely!!! This itself shows that your husband is impotent and you are a number one whore who has been getting fucked by such another man, and that too in front of your husband's eyes. It does not matter to me whether that impotent man is your husband or a pimp. I just want to fuck you. You will have to get fucked by me. No one can stop this. Not even your impotent pimp husband himself.” Saying this, the man took off Pihu's T-shirt with a jerk and threw it towards me. I did not make any move even once. I kept pretending to be sleeping peacefully. Pihu looked at me once again, but not getting any movement from me, she continued her work. Now my wife Pihu was completely naked from above and was sucking his dick like a whore. After getting his dick sucked for some time, that wrestler made Pihu stand and slid her jeans below her knees. Pihu was now standing only in her panty. He made Pihu sit again and said, “Now suck the dick again. And listen whore, this time suck it properly by applying saliva so that I do not have any problem while you are getting fucked. Understood?” She shook her head once and started sucking the dick of that wrestler type man again. Now her way of sucking had changed. Now she was holding that dick in her hands and putting it in her mouth and licking and sucking it properly with the help of her tongue. When my wife was sucking that man's dick, that man's eyes were closed due to pleasure and he started pressing my wife's head along with her hair with one of his hands and started moving his dick in and out of her mouth. At that very moment I was watching my wife that like a cheap street whore she was taking that wrestler's dick till her throat with great pleasure and was also fondling the man's balls with one of her hands. That man's dick was going inside her mouth one at a time and was also coming out immediately. Now that man had started fucking my wife's mouth in front of me. But looking at Pihu it was clear that she was enjoying sucking a stranger's long and thick dick. She was getting her mouth fucked while fondling his balls with great pleasure. Then such an incident happened that not only me but Pihu and that man were shocked for a moment. (Cond.)

 

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Part 28- Pihu’s Return After The Break

Sometimes I feel sorry for Pihu. I always put her in a situation which makes it difficult for her to escape. I keep putting her in such situations for my own fun and pleasure, but she has to suffer the consequences. But on the other hand, it is also true that she likes such situations where someone fucks her forcefully. Pihu has told me many times that when someone abuses her like whore, bitch, etc., initially she feels bad. But later she likes to hear such abuses. Earlier after our marriage, when I used to abuse during sex, she used to get angry at me. She used to say that abusing is not a good thing. I used to try to explain to her that abusing during sex is not a bad thing. But she did not listen. But since she has started getting fucked by other people, she has started liking such abuses during sex and giving them back. Many times, she abuses me too during our sex. I also like hearing abuses from her mouth. My wife has now become a true slut and a vulgar woman. Anyway, let's come back to the story. An unknown man had started fucking my wife's mouth in front of me. And she was getting her mouth fucked while fondling his balls with great pleasure. Then such an incident happened that not only me but Pihu and that man were shocked for a moment. That man was comfortably sitting on his seat and was getting his cock sucked by my naked wife and at the same time was openly fucking her mouth very brutally. Meanwhile, another ticket checker started checking tickets in the line before ours with the light of a torch. When his voice came, Pihu immediately stopped sucking the cock and tried to wear her T-shirt and pull up her jeans and sit on the seat. But that man did not let her do so. Rather, he started fucking her mouth holding her hair tightly like before. Then the ticket checker came close and shone the light of the torch on Pihu's body. And for a moment, even he was shocked and stopped. The scene that was in front of his eyes was not even running on the screen at that time. Poor Pihu once tried to cover her naked boobs with her hand, but that bastard man did not let her do that either. On the contrary, he started squeezing her boobs badly after showing them to the ticket checker. This was not the same ticket checker as before. He was quite young. After watching Pihu's boobs for some time, he asked that man, "Buddy, where did you find such a hottie?" The man replied while fucking my wife's mouth, "I found this slut right here. She had come to satisfy her pussy itch, with her pimp husband. I am satisfying her itch." The ticket checker also laughed shamelessly and said, "Will I also get some?" The man said while fucking Pihu's mouth hard, "First I will fuck her pussy and ass to my heart's content, then I will give it to you." Saying this, he slapped Pihu's ass hard and said, "You bitch, you were shaking your ass! Today I will fuck your ass and make it a highway." "She is awesome brother, keep it up. And don't forget about me." The ticket checker said laughingly. “I will not forget. You go now. Let me fuck this slut in peace. Get out of here.” said the man. And as soon as he said this, the ticket checker left from there. After he left, the man started doing his work again. His cock was reaching Pihu's throat in one go. I saw tears in Pihu's eyes even in the dark. But the man did not have any eye on that. He was just busy fucking Pihu's mouth rapidly. After fucking her ruthlessly for some time, he pulled his cock out of Pihu's mouth and left. And pulling her hair and kissing her lips, he said, “Listen slut, today I will fuck you here in this hall the whole night. Understood?” Pihu said, “Yes, as if I am going to stay here the whole night to get fucked by you!” He said, “Even if you stay the whole night, my fucking with you will not be complete!” Pihu said, “Is it…do you have so much fire inside you?” He said, "You haven't even seen the power of my dick yet, you bitch!" Pihu said, "Then what are you thinking? Show me your fire. And fuck me well and eliminate the itch in my pussy." The man pinched one of Pihu's nipples hard and said, "I will satisfy you, you slut. I will remove all the itching of your pussy tonight. Now the interval is about to start, after that I will show you the real picture. Listen, as soon as the interval will start, you will first go to the bathroom and remove your panty. So that I do not face any problem in fucking you. Understood? Come, now sit on your seat." hearing this, Pihu pulled up her jeans and sat on the seat. Then she took her T-shirt from me and wore it but she did not wear her bra back. She didn’t need that anymore. In a short while, the lights in the hall turned on and the interval started. Pihu woke me up and said, "Get up Bijan, will you keep sleeping throughout the movie?" I said, "Yes, let me sleep, when the movie is over, then you wake me up." She said, "Okay, you go to sleep. I will come from the bathroom." I again started pretending to be asleep. Pihu went out. She came back after some time. I saw that she had something in her hand. She handed it to me. I saw that it was Pihu's panty. She had really taken off her panty. I saw that her panty was completely wet. I started thinking about her pussy, how wet it must have been. Just thinking about it, I started feeling erection in my pant. I kept thinking in my mind that if Pihu's condition is like this till the end of the movie, then I wonder what her condition would be like by the end of the movie. Thinking this, I started stroking my cock.


After some time, the interval ended and the lights went off again. That man had already come and sat on his seat before the interval ended. And in front of everyone he started pressing and kneading my wife's boobs. He must have been trying to show that only he and no one else had the right over this piece of ass. Some young boys also started giving shameless smiles after seeing their actions. Now Pihu also had no hesitation left. She too was getting her boobs pressed and kneaded by that man without any hesitation. After the hall became dark again, both of them looked around, everyone was busy watching the movie. Seeing this the wrestler man said to Pihu, "Come, sit in my lap. I will relieve the itch in your pussy." Saying this he made my wife sit on his lap and pulled her jeans down. Pihu had also gone to the bathroom during the interval and removed her panty. As soon as her jeans were down, her pussy was completely naked in front of that man. He started rubbing her pussy for some time. Then he said, “Oh bitch, your pussy is very tight. There is not even a single hair near your pussy. Do you clean your pussy hair daily?” Hearing his words, Pihu felt a little shy. She said in a shy voice, “Yes, I shave my pussy every day. And my armpits too.” He said, “Is that so? Show me?” As soon as he said this, Pihu immediately took off her T-shirt and raised her arms and started showing her hairless armpits to that man. The man moved one of his hands on Pihu's armpit and said, “Yes, your armpits are softer than your pussy. I want to lick here as well. What do you say, should I lick it?” Pihu said, “Absolutely. I like getting my armpits licked very much. That is why I shave my armpits every day. Lick my armpits quickly. Don't delay." That man looked at Pihu and said, "You are a number one lustful woman. You are filled with lust. Today I will satisfy all your lusts. Wait, I will show you right now." Saying this, he took his mouth towards my wife's open armpit. And first he took a deep breath from his nose and said, "Wow, the fragrance of your body is amazing, bitch! I hope I get intoxicated." Saying this, he put his tongue on Pihu's armpit and started licking it. Pihu probably felt ticklish with the touch of his tongue on her armpit. That's why she started laughing loudly. But that man did not pay any attention to that. He also knew that he would never get such a beautiful woman like her in his life again. That's why he had decided to fulfill all his dreams with Pihu tonight. She was also fully supporting him in every action to quench the thirst of her pussy. That man was licking both the armpits of my wife one after the other by applying saliva and my wife was getting her armpits licked by him sitting on his lap like a cheap street whore. After licking both the armpits one after the other for some time, the man finally focused on Pihu's pussy. I knew that by then her pussy would have become very wet with her own juices. That man once again ran his finger on Pihu's pussy and said, "Look, what have you done to your pussy. Now I will have to lick it and clean it." Pihu moaned and said, "Then do it fast, who has stopped you?" As soon as he said this, that man made Pihu sit on the seat and himself sat on his knees on the floor between her legs. I saw that Pihu herself pulled his head and placed it on her pussy. And what else? That man again got busy in his work. The man first spread Pihu's legs as much as he could. Even in the darkness of the hall, I could see her wet pussy shining. For a while, the man started admiring my wife's wet pussy with his eyes. It was clear from the expression on his face that how much he liked Pihu's pussy. Perhaps in life he had never got the chance to see, lick and fuck such a clean and hairless pussy. And tonight, he did not want to lose this opportunity. But what surprised me even more was Pihu's actions. She was not willing to let go of even a moment. She was becoming impatient and restless with every passing moment. Once she even asked the man, "Will you just keep looking at my pussy or will you lick it as well?" Perhaps the man felt happy seeing her impatience. He pinched Pihu's pussy hard and said laughingly, "Why bitch, can't you wait any longer? You have so much desire inside you? Then take this..." Saying this, he took his face towards her pussy and placed his mouth on it. He stopped for a moment and then started licking Pihu's wet pussy with his tongue. He started licking Pihu's pussy from top to bottom again and again. He would raise his tongue above the pussy and then bring it down while licking. And then take it up. By repeatedly moving his tongue up and down like this, he started licking my wife's wet pussy properly. Pihu now rested her back on the seat and spread both her legs and started getting her pussy licked by an unknown and stranger man. The upper part of her body would move forward again and again and then she would move herself back and rest on the chair. But then her body would move forward again. It was evident from her actions that how much relief she was getting by getting her pussy licked by a stranger. Various moans started coming out of her throat, “Uhh... Ahh... Oh... Lick more... Lick more forcefully... Eat my pussy...” Now she did not even try to suppress her moans. Pihu now pressed the man's head hard into her pussy. I had come to know that now she will cum. And that is what happened. The upper part of her body rose above the chair, and she came while pressing the man's head hard on her pussy. Her whole body was trembling. Her ass was raised above the chair. After cumming like this for some time, she sat down on the chair again. She was panting badly. But till then she had not left the man's head. The man was also licking and cleaning the juice coming out of her pussy with his tongue and finally Pihu left the man's head and started panting loudly.


But by then Pihu's moans had echoed all around the hall, which had drawn the attention of every person present in the hall. I saw that every person present in the hall turned back and started looking at Pihu. A beautiful woman like her was getting her pussy licked shamelessly by a stranger, completely naked, such a scene they had probably never seen happening in front of their eyes. At that time, this live porn scene was many times more interesting than the movie running on the screen. They had also never thought that tonight, along with watching a soft porn movie, they would also get a golden chance to see live porn happening in front of their eyes. And everyone had started showing more interest in watching the live porn going on in front of their eyes instead of just watching a soft porn movie running on the screen. Four young boys also started whistling looking at the naked body of Pihu. But neither she nor that wrestler man paid any attention to all this. Both of them were busy with each other. And my wife was getting her pussy licked by a stranger and was also ready to get fucked being naked like a cheap street whore. That man sat down on his seat again. He had already taken out his dick. He signaled Pihu to sit on his lap. Pihu understood what she had to do next. She turned her back towards that man and lowered her waist and pussy and adjusted it on that man's dick. That man held Pihu's waist tightly. Pihu held his dick and set it on the mouth of her pussy and sat on his dick in one go. That man's dick entered her pussy completely in one go. My own dick is of average size, neither too big nor too thick. But that man's dick was much bigger and thicker than mine. Pihu is rarely lucky to get such a big and thick dick tonight. But my wife was about to make a sound because of his long and thick dick. But then that wrestler man put his palm on my wife's mouth and stopped her voice and pushed the entire dick into her pussy. Pihu's mouth was closed by the man's palm, but her eyes were wide open, which clearly showed that she was having a lot of difficulty in taking that big and thick dick into her pussy. But people around started clapping and whistling to encourage them both. Pihu was squirming a bit but the wrestler did not show any mercy and he kept on making my wife's pussy a real highway. He was holding Pihu's waist tightly and was making her move up and down on his dick. Due to this, both her boobs also started moving up and down in the air. Similarly, my wife also started enjoying swinging on the wrestler's dick and she herself made the wrestler put his hands on her boobs moving in the air. That man also kept on fucking her pussy while squeezing her boobs mercilessly. Now his thrusts were many times wilder than before. He started inserting his dick in her pussy in every thrust. His dick would vanish in Pihu's pussy and immediately come out and then go inside again. Pihu's soft ass started hitting the man's thighs hard. Due to this, a blunt "thap thap" sound started echoing in the whole hall. After about ten minutes, Pihu could not control herself and she orgasmed for the second time but that man did not care. He was busy in fucking my wife's pussy completely without stopping. By the end of the movie, that wrestler man had peeled off Pihu's pussy completely with one after wild pushes but he did not cum at all. Then finally, in one thrust, he inserted his entire cock in her pussy and left his cum inside. Only then did that wrestler man's lust calm down. But while taking his cum in her pussy, Pihu's whole body started trembling and she orgasmed for the third time. Pihu rested by sitting in that man's lap while inserting his cock in her pussy for some time. Then she stood up. When that man's cock came out of her pussy, a lot of cum started coming out of her pussy. That man picked up that cum in his finger and made her drink it. And my slutty wife, laughing in front of everyone, licked the cum that came out of her own pussy with that man's fingers and lick it lustily. That man pinched her nipple hard and said, "Bitch, I have fucked many whores in my life, but I have never met a hot chick like you. I have got peace of mind by fucking you. If you ever come to this hall again, then definitely get fucked by me, understood?" Hearing his words, Pihu blushed and laughed. After a while, she pulled up her jeans and wore her T-shirt. But she didn’t bother about either her bra or panty. By then, the movie had ended. When the movie ended, Pihu woke me up and said, "Bijan, get up, how long will you sleep? Let's go home and sleep now." I pretended to wake up and asked her, "The movie ended so soon? I thought it would go on for a little longer." Pihu said shyly, "Now stop pretending innocent. Let's go home." And we both came out of the hall laughing at each other. (Contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Tuesday (19.08.25) 11 am]

[tomdickharry2024]

Wonderful story Neelkantha sir! 

Really appreciate your steady and punctual updates. Each update reveals a new layer of both Pihu and her cuck husband! I know this is all fantasy, but Pihu is an amazing slut!

Thank you for your efforts!

[Neelkantha]

Wonderful story Neelkantha sir! 

Really appreciate your steady and punctual updates. Each update reveals a new layer of both Pihu and her cuck husband! I know this is all fantasy, but Pihu is an amazing slut!

Thank you for your efforts!

Thanks for your support buddy. Good to know that you liked it. keep reading and enjoying it.

[Neelkantha]

Part 29- Pihu’s Erotic Shopping

Thinking about Pihu's fate sometimes makes me laugh and sometimes I feel sad. Poor girl, sometimes she creates such a situation for herself from which it becomes difficult for her to get out. I have given a sample of this in the previous part, where she got fucked by a wrestler type of man in a cinema hall. Today also I am going to tell you about a similar story. Where Pihu got trapped by herself and got fucked too. We both always go out on weekends. Sometimes we go on a long drive in our car or go to watch a movie, or eat in a restaurant or go shopping in a mall. After brainstorming in the office for the whole week, I like to go out and spend quality time with her on weekends. So the day I am talking about here today was a Saturday evening. And we had gone out for a weekend. Our plan was that today we will do some shopping and then eat in a restaurant and then come back home. But there is a saying, "Man proposes and God disposes", the same happened with Pihu. So let's start today's story. We both left home in our car. Pihu was wearing a saree that day. Along with a matching sleeveless blouse. She wore the saree quite below her navel, so her thin tummy could be seen from above the saree. Along with this, both her bulging tits covered by the blouse could also be seen easily. She was looking very beautiful and sexy indeed. Pihu sat on the seat next to me in the car. I praised her and said, "Darling, today you are looking very beautiful in this saree. Just like a sex-goddess!" She said shyly laughing, "Thank you very much for your compliment Bijan, but this will not work. Let me do some shopping for myself today, and increase your credit card bill a little." I smiled and said to her, “I am ready to give my life for you darling, what is a credit card! Tell me what you want to buy.” She said, “All my maxi are old. Let’s buy some new first. I will think later what else to buy.” I started the car and said, “Okay, let’s buy your maxi first.” We both went to different markets of the city to buy casual clothes for ourselves. And one of these markets was a very familiar place for us, because we often went there for shopping. Pihu was also familiar some shopkeepers there. Because she sometimes comes alone here for shopping. When we reached the decided market, I saw that the market was very crowded. A lot of people were roaming there for their respective shopping. I said to Pihu, “Darling, you go and choose maxi for yourself. Till then I will park the car and come back to you.” Pihu got down from the car and went to a ladies’ garments shop. She always buys maxi and other clothes for herself from this shop. We had come to this shop many times. I parked the car and went into the shop.


It took me about 10 to 15 minutes to park the car and come to the shop. I saw Pihu looking at some bras for herself. She never buys bras or panties for herself from this shop. She either buys from a mall or orders online. According to her, she feels shy to buy bras or panties for herself from a shop that does not have salesgirls. That is why she buys her lingerie from her selected mall shops or online. That is why I was a little surprised to see her sitting here and looking at bras and panties. I saw that there were other people in the shop. The shop owner was also an acquaintance of ours. But the sales-boy who was showing bras and panties to Pihu was a new face, whom we had never seen before. He was a young boy, whose age was around 25. Seeing me coming to the shop, the owner smiled and said, “Come Bhaisahab (brother). Bhabhiji (sister-in-law) is also here.” I said, “Yes, she came with me. I was parking the car. But who is that boy, I had not seen him before?” The owner said, “That is Raja. I have got him on a new job. He is a very smart boy, and a good sales-boy too. He has good customer handling skills. You know that at a ladies’ garment shop like ours, mostly girls or women come to shop. So it is beneficial to have a smart boy.” I replied, “Yes, you are right.” Saying this I went to Pihu. She was sitting and looking at bras and panties. I asked her, “Darling, you had come to buy a maxi? What happened to it?” She said, “They are saying that the stock of maxi is over, and new stock will come only on next Saturday and we will have to come next week to buy the maxi.” I told her, “In that case, let’s go back, and we will go to some Chinese restaurant for dinner.” Pihu said, "Bijan, we have just come from home. I am not in the mood to eat and return home right now. And I also wanted some bras and panties, so let's buy them from here only." I told her, "But darling, you never buy your bras and panties from here, isn’t it?" She whispered in my ear, "I know, but this boy is showing me really nice pieces and is saying that there is a 25% discount till tomorrow. I won't get such things at a lower price from anywhere else. So I am thinking of buying them from here only. What do you say?" I said, "Okay, if you like them then buy them."


On my advice, Pihu finalized a 3 pieces of bra. When Pihu buys lingerie for herself online or from a mall store, either bra and panty are available together there or she buys it in combo. But I saw that here bra and panty were not available together. So Pihu had to buy panties separately. She said to the boy, “Now show me some panties matching these three bra.” The boy placed a lot of panties in front of her and started showing them. Along with Pihu, I also started looking at them. Since the bra and panty were not together, it was almost impossible to match them exactly, so both of us chose three panties that almost matched the bras. Pihu asked the boy, “Bhaiya, what is the size of these three panties?” The boy said, “Madam, all of these are of the same size. If you want, I can show you the other sizes as well. But believe me, the three panties you have chosen will fit you equally and perfectly.” Both of us were shocked to hear that, especially me. How did this 25-year-old boy know the size of my wife's panties? I looked at Pihu and said, "Let's take these bras and leave. You can get panties from someone else." Pihu told the boy, "Raja, right now we will take these 3 bras and when I come next time, I will take the rest. You pack these 3 bras. And give us the bill." Suddenly, the boy said to Pihu, "Madam, you listen to me, take these panties, and these will fit you perfectly. You will not have to worry." Pihu said, "No Raja, I cannot take it without trying it. You just pack the bras." I stopped her and said, “Pihu, since he is insisting so much, you should take them. If they don't fit you, we can return them. Anyway, we will come back here next week for the maxi. Then we will also bring the panties along. And anyway, there is no trial room here. Where will you try them on?” Hearing this, the boy said, “Sir, don't worry, there is a small room behind our shop, like a godown. Madam can try the panties there.” I did not like this very much. I don't know what kind of room it is, and what if someone sees Pihu trying panties and bras, etc. I said, “No, there is no need for this. You pack the bra and panties. She will try them at home. If they don't fit, we will return them next week and paid them.” Then that boy said, "But sir, I cannot give you panties like this. Please don’t mind, if you accidentally lose any panty or something, then the owner will be angry with me. You think what should I do?" Pihu broke the silence and said, "Bijan, you don't worry, I will try both bra and panty and will come back in 10 minutes." That boy praised Pihu in front of me and said, "Sir, you don't worry, that room is ours, I will go with madam myself, and we will come back in 10 minutes, you sit comfortably here." I was even more surprised to hear his words. This boy will go to that room with my wife, and will watch her try on bras and panties!! To be honest, I was angry at first after hearing his words. But the cuckold husband inside me, who was sleeping inside me for so long, suddenly woke up. And I got another chance to openly expose my wife in front of someone else. And history is telling, when fire and petrol are together, then the fire is sure to flare up. And I should take advantage of this opportunity. Right then Pihu said, "Raja is right, Bijan you sit here, we will come in 10 minutes." When Pihu herself wanted to go with him, there was no need for me to object. I said, "Okay darling, you go, try on all the bras and panties comfortably. I will wait for you here." Pihu laughed and went out of the shop with that boy. It had been 5 minutes since both Pihu and Raja had left the shop and these 5 minutes were like hell for me. A lot of scenes were coming to my mind. Maybe that boy must have gone mad after seeing my wife naked. He might have been able to control himself or not. Thinking all this, unconsciously, I left the shop and went behind to see where the room was. I went behind the shop. I saw a small house which had two rooms adjacent to each other at a distance of about 100 feet. I went near the rooms and saw that one was closed and the other had its doors slightly open. As soon as I reached near the room, I heard my wife Pihu's voice from the closed room. It sent a shiver down my spine and an immediate bulge on my pant to know that my wife was letting a 25-year-old boy stay in the room while she was trying a new bra and panties. As soon as I entered the other room which was open, thousands of thoughts flashed in my mind. Mixed emotions were running in my mind about what those two must be doing inside. There was a small window in the room which opened into the other room where my wife was. I peeped inside the other room from that window. I saw Pihu standing in front of the mirror and adjusting her bra.


I saw that there was a mirror on the wall of that small room, in front of which Pihu was standing and trying on her bras and panties one by one. There was no other furniture in that room except a chair. Some clothes were lying on the floor. Just like they are lying in a godown. It was clear from looking at them that these people must be using these two rooms as godowns of their shop. Both the rooms were so small that not more than two people could stay in them. Pihu's blouse was lying on a chair nearby. And she was standing in front of the mirror and trying her bra. Behind her, that sales-boy Raja was looking at her back and saying to her, "Madam, this bra fits you very well and is also looking good on you. Now you try on these panties too." Pihu now turned towards him and with a mischievous smile on her face said to him, "But Raja, how are you so sure that these panties will fit me? You are so young and how do you know the size of all women?" Raja said, "This is very easy Madam. As soon as I saw your blouse, I knew that your bra size is 34 and your panty size is 36. Your hips and ass are much bigger than your boobs. I can tell just by looking at them." I was surprised to hear his words. How can he tell the size of my wife's boobs and ass just by looking at them!! But looking at Pihu, I did not feel that she was very surprised to hear Raja's words. On the contrary, she might have liked what he said. She said a little shyly, "Well, do you know the size of all the girls and women just by looking at them? I mean the size of their tits and ass?" Raja smiled a little and told her, “It is not like that, madam, but yes, it can be known to some extent.” Pihu said shyly, “But Raja, this is wrong, isn’t it, to see the size of women, that too in front of their husbands?” Raja said, “What can I do, madam, this is my job. And I have to do my job, right?” Pihu, showing insistence on his words, asked him, “Well Raja, you have seen me for the first time today, so how did you feel on seeing me for the first time? What did you think I meant?” Raja laughed again and said, “The answer to your first question is beautiful. Very beautiful. This is what I felt when I saw you for the first time. And I have already answered your second question. I came to know from your blouse that your tit size is 34. And you asked me to show you a bra of the same size. This made me realise that my guess was correct. And seeing your hips and the roundness of your ass, I guessed that your ass would not be less than 36.” Pihu asked him again a little shyly, “So were you looking at my tits and ass the whole time?” Now Raja felt a little shy. He said, “Yes madam. I will not lie to you, yes, I was looking at your boobs and ass. And why shouldn't I? Your ass is so sexy. Whoever sees it will fall in love with you!” Pihu smiled and asked him, “Have you also fallen in love with me just by looking at my ass?” He scratched his head and said, “Absolutely Madam. When you walk, your ass sways nicely. Boys will fall in love with you just by looking at it. I have also fallen in love with you.”


Pihu would have talked to her about this more but maybe suddenly, she remembered that I was waiting for her at the shop. She immediately said, "Oh, my husband is waiting there at shop. We have to hurry." But I did not want to interrupt her like this. I wanted to see what else they could do. So I took out my mobile from my pocket and sent her a message, "Darling, I have remembered some important work. I will finish it and come back. It will take half an hour or more. You stay in the shop till I come back. I will pick you up from the shop itself. You finish your work comfortably." As soon as I sent the message, her mobile, which was lying on the chair, rang and she picked up the mobile and read my message. When she read my message, she breathed a sigh of relief. A strange smile bloomed on her face. Seeing this Raja asked her, "What happened Madam? Whose message is this?" Looking at Raja, she said, "Of my husband. He is saying that he is going for some work. He will come to pick me up after half an hour. Till then I should do my work comfortably. I mean I should go shopping. And also try my bra and panty? You understood, right Raja?" Raja said, "I understood Madam. I am not in any hurry. You take your time and try them. I am here. With you." "Thank you very much, Raja. You are a very nice boy." Saying this Pihu turned back from the mirror and I saw that her saree anchal was in her hand and both her boobs were tied tightly in the bra. Her cleavage and almost half of her tits were visible from the front of the bra. Seeing this the boy lost his senses. Pihu asked him in a mischievous voice, "This fits me properly, right Raja? Tell me exactly." Raja probably moved a little forward towards Pihu to adjust the lower part of her bra. Maybe a part of her left tit was coming out of her bra, or maybe he wanted to squeeze my wife's boobs, I don't know. But Pihu backed away a little. Raja said, "Madam, don't worry. I am not going to touch your lovely boobs. I just wanted to adjust the bra." Hearing his words, blood started flowing in my cock. I took my hard cock out of my pants. I also wanted to join them, but I controlled myself because I did not want to disturb the erotic drama going on in the room. I wanted to see what Raja could do. Whether he had the courage to somehow convince my wife and fuck her or not. I did not know at that time. But I was determined in my heart he must fuck my wife somehow. I was sure that Pihu must be thinking the same. Because a slutty woman like her would definitely not let go of such an opportunity.


Raja went to Pihu, grabbed her waist, pulled her a little towards him and started adjusting her bra. While adjusting, he was running his fingers over her boobs. My wife's sensual breathing could be heard clearly even in the next room. It was clear from her face that she was getting weaker inside. And I was sure that she would not be able to hold herself for long. And eventually she would have to give in to her lust. And that was what I wanted. And I did not have to wait long for this. Raja was many times more desperate than Pihu was weak at that time. He would not have wanted to let go of such a beautiful woman like her in his hands. And he did not let go of this opportunity. Pihu raised her head and started enjoying the feeling of a 25-year-old boy running his fingers over her tits. In a jiffy, Raja lowered himself and sat on his knees on the floor near Pihu's feet. After this, not only I but Pihu was also ready for whatever he did. Raja lifted her saree and petticoat up to her waist. Then in a fraction of a second, he grabbed her pussy with his right hand and started caressing it gently over her soaked panty. My wife reached the peak of ecstasy. She did not even try to stop Raja even once. On the contrary, she started moaning on feeling the touch of his fingers on her pussy. The boy pulled her panty down with both his hands and removed it. Pihu was now standing in front of a 25-year-old young boy with her pussy completely exposed before him. Raja gently moved his finger on her pussy. “Ufff...” Pihu moaned so loudly from her throat, I was sure, that it could be heard clearly even from outside the room. Her pussy was already wet, but Raja was making it even wetter by moving his fingers on it. I knew that Pihu would order Raja to lick her pussy any moment now. And that is what happened. Pihu moaned and said to Raja, “Raja, don’t torment me anymore. Lick my pussy properly, Raja. I can’t bear it anymore!” Raja said like an obedient boy, “Yes Madam.” Saying this, he took his mouth to my wife’s pussy and started licking it with his tongue. Pihu was no longer ready to bear this storm of lust inside her. She pressed Raja’s head hard on her pussy. I saw Raja licking my wife’s pussy properly. He was also sucking her pussy petals by taking them in his mouth. And was also rubbing her erect clit with his tongue. Pihu could not handle three simultaneous attacks on her delicate pussy for long and she orgasmed in just a few moments. A strong stream of juice from her pussy fell straight on Raja’s face, which he licked and cleaned. Now Raja took off his underwear along with his T-shirt and pant. And became completely naked in front of my wife. By then Pihu had also taken off her saree and petticoat and placed them on the ground. Now she was also completely naked. She signaled Raja to sit on the chair. Raja did the same. Now Pihu sat on the ground in front of him. And took his dick in her hand and started shaking it. Now I was able to see Raja's dick completely. His dick was of the same size as my cock. Pihu took his dick in her hand and started caressing it very lovingly. Then suddenly she took it in her mouth. And started licking it. She was licking Raja's dick well. And was caressing both his testicles with her fingers. Now Raja was not ready for this attack. He was enjoying his dick sucking by closing his eyes. He had never imagined even in his dreams that he would enjoy getting his cock sucked by a beautiful and sexy woman like Pihu. He grabbed my wife's hair and slowly started moving his cock in and out of her mouth. He did not hurry even once while doing this. He was fucking my wife's mouth calmly and very lovingly. I saw how his cock was reaching Pihu's throat. But Pihu was sucking his cock like an expert by applying saliva on it and preparing it for her pussy. She was also jerking his cock in between. But not too much, so that he does not cum. Raja now held both of Pihu's boobs in his hands and started pressing them slowly. Now both of them were trying their best to give comfort to each other's body. I also held my cock in my hand and started shaking it. I was happy to see how my slutty wife was giving pleasure to a 25-year-old young boy by sucking his cock. And at the same time she was also enjoying herself by pressing her boobs. I was also happy to see my lovely wife having fun.


After getting his cock sucked for a while Raja stopped Pihu and said, “Madam, please stop now. I want to fuck you.” Pihu let go of his cock and got down on her hands and knees and said, “Come Raja, fuck my pussy from behind.” Raja went near her and opened her thighs and saw her pussy which had no hair around it. In one stroke he put his cock completely inside Pihu’s pussy and started moving it. Pihu was also enjoying his every stroke and at the end of his stroke she was pushing back. They were kissing each other and got into a deep embrace. Raja held Pihu’s waist tightly and started fucking her from behind. Their bodies started rubbing against each other due to the thrusts. Due to which the sweet fuck music of “thap thap” started resonating in the room. Which must have been heard outside the room as well. But at that time, none of them was worried about that. Both of them were busy enjoying the sex to the fullest. Raja spread the crack of Pihu's ass with both his hands. And he applied some saliva on his finger and suddenly inserted it in the hole of Pihu's ass. "Ouch...what are you doing Raja? Leave my ass! Take out your finger!" Pihu screamed in pain. But Raja ignored her words and inserted his finger even deeper in her ass and said, "I am preparing your ass for my cock, madam. So that you do not have any problem in taking my cock in your ass." Pihu moved her waist forward and backward, took Raja's cock completely in her pussy, turned back and looking at Raja said, "Will you fuck my ass too?" Holding her waist, Raju inserted his finger deeper into her ass and thrust his cock into her pussy and replied, “Absolutely Madam. I have already told you that I like your ass very much. I have to fuck it.” Pihu said, “But Raja, it will hurt me a lot to take your cock in my ass.” Raja now slapped her ass hard and said, “That is why I am loosening your asshole with my finger. Don’t worry. I will not hurt you.” Saying this, he started thrusting into Pihu’s pussy. Due to his strong thrusts, Pihu’s body started moving forward again and again. And she started taking Raja’s cock in her pussy by taking her waist back again and again. After fucking Pihu’s pussy badly for some time, Raja suddenly stopped. And before Pihu could control herself, he pulled his cock out of her pussy. His cock was smeared with Pihu’s pussy juice. He immediately took out his cock and placed it on Pihu's asshole and gave a strong push. And with that his entire cock entered Pihu's ass in one go. And Raja's stomach collided with Pihu's hips. Pihu could not control herself due to this push and fell on the ground with her face down. By then Raja's cock had entered her ass. Raja started fucking Pihu's ass in the same position. And Pihu, lying on the ground with her face down, started taking Raja's cock in her ass and started moaning. "Ah...oh…Raja...tear my ass...don't have mercy on me. Fuck me Raja...fuck my ass properly..." Raja started putting his entire cock in her ass spreading the crack of her ass on both sides. And my wife started taking his cock in her ass like a whore and started screaming. During this time she had ejaculated twice. A stream of juice from her pussy started dripping on the ground through her thighs.


The show went on for 10 minutes and then it stopped. Raja stopped his movements after inserting his entire cock in Pihu's ass in one thrust and the muscles of his hips became tight. He had finally reached his climax. He hugged my wife tightly and squirted his cum in her ass. Pihu too, with her torn body, started receiving the squirt of Raja's hot cock juice in her ass. Then both of them lay quietly on the floor for some time in each other's arms like a newly married couple. I saw that almost an hour had passed. I left that room and went back to the shop and called Pihu and said, "Darling, where are you? I have been waiting for you at the shop for so long. Come quickly." I heard Pihu's panting voice on the phone, "I'll be back just now. You wait." After some time, both of them came back to the shop. Pihu's hair and clothes were disheveled. Her face was red and sweaty. But the mark of satisfaction could be clearly seen on her face. While I was paying for the panties and bras, I saw Pihu and Raja both smiling at each other. While coming back home by car, I asked Pihu, “So darling how was it?” She looked at me in surprise and asked back, “What?” I looked at her and said, “Your shopping. What did you think?” She smiled and looked outside and said, “Great. Amazing.” I said, “So when will you come back again? To do shopping? With Raja?” Pihu looked at me and said with a mischievous smile, “Soon.” (Contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Thursday (21.08.25) 11 am]

[Neelkantha]

Part 30 – Enjoying A Long Drive In The Rain

Pihu’s POV- Those of you who have been reading this story from the first part, know that all these incidents are true, which have happened with us. Both of us, i.e. me Pihu and my husband Bijan, keep presenting these true incidents in front of you in an interesting way. You have read some parts from Bijan’s point of view. And some parts from my point of view, i.e. Pihu’s. Both of us have had the same goal from the first day, to present the most exciting and memorable sex story that happened in our life in an attractive way, so that you people are interested in reading it. The story that I am going to tell here today, I think it is one of those very few sex related memories of my life, whose rank I would always like to keep upwards. You all know that at the time of our marriage and for about a year after it, I was a shy and homely girl. But because of my cuckold husband Bijan, I got to know a different angle of the world of sex. And to be honest, after that only my thoughts about sex changed completely for life. Now for me, sex is not just a physical contact with your respective partner, but it has many times more importance in our daily life. Well, I do not want to bore you with my lectures related to sex, on the contrary I want to tell you about that wonderful and memorable sex of my life. You already know that apart from my husband Bijan, I have had sex with many other men, and probably will continue to do so in the future too. But this special incident or sex, whatever you want to call it, I had done it with no one else but my husband Bijan. But how? That is what I am going to tell now. It was a rainy noon. Due to rainy season, there were thick dark clouds in the sky since morning and it was raining heavily. Bijan had gone to office as usual. And I was alone at home. On one such rainy afternoon, I was fucked by my old neighbor Mihir Uncle and his friends. I became sad as soon as the memory of that afternoon came to my mind. What a wonderful afternoon it was! But I cannot repeat it even if I want to. My old neighbor Mihir Uncle had gone to South India to stay with his daughter and son-in-law for a month. But by then I had started craving for sex. Bijan was in office. Ani was in Mumbai. I could not even call both of them and have phone sex. But I had to extinguish the fire in my pussy. Then I remembered our watchman Pawan. I quickly picked up my phone and went to call him immediately. Then I again remembered that he has gone to his village for a few days in connection with his wife's delivery. I became sad again. I need someone's hard cock right now into my pussy and getting fucked brutally, but unfortunately I do not have one right now. I went to my bedroom in despair. Big drops of water were falling on the closed glass panel of the bedroom window. I switched on the AC and darkened the room by putting the curtains on. And as soon as I locked the bedroom door from inside, I was alone inside the room. First, I took out my last weapon, my beloved dildo, from the drawer of the dressing table. And I lay down on the bed with my husband's laptop. My husband and I sometimes watch porn on his laptop. After marriage, I was so innocent and naive that I was so ashamed to watch porn with Bijan for the first time that I could not watch it completely. He had to close it in the middle on my request. And see, today I have become such a slut that I am watching porn myself to quench the fire of my pussy. This drastic change in me has come only and only because of Bijan. But I am not angry with him for this, rather I am thankful to him that I got a chance to face a new world of sex because of him. Well, I turned on the laptop and went straight to a popular porn website. My husband and I have different preferences in watching porn. He likes foreign porn. He always watches threesome, foursome and BBC porn. But my personal preference is desi porn (Indian Porn). Which was also called MMS some time back. I like watching that kind of porn more. I searched for desi porn on the porn website. In a moment, a lot of videos appeared on the screen. I selected one of them and played it. A sex video of a middle-aged widower and his female house-help. I took off my maxi and panty and became completely naked. And holding my weapon, the dildo, in my hand, I started watching the video while lying down on the bed.

The porn showed that it was a widower's house. The widower was unmarried since his wife's death and at that time he was around 50 years old. He used to sit in his home during the day and he had employed a beautiful lady to cook for him and take care of his house during the day, apart from doing household. The lady was around 40 years old. She was a widow whose husband had passed away a few years ago. And only after her husband's death she came to work at the widower's house. And slowly they both started getting attracted to each other. And finally one day they both decided to have sex with each other. At first the lady was shy to do it. But the widower convinced her and fucked her. Since that day the lady stays at the widower's house and does his household work and also gets fucked by him daily. But they both never got married. And they kept on doing such illegal sex relation very well. They both was in an inner room whose door was open. The widower was sitting on a chair and the lady was doing some cleaning work in the room. The widower said something to the lady and she left her work immediately. She went towards the wardrobe and I saw that she had taken out some clothes in her hands. She went to the attached bathroom and returned after some time. She was wearing only blue colored push up bra and a matching lacy panty and she turned her body and showed it to that widower. This must be a gift from him and he must have asked her to wear it on her body and show it to him. He was looking at her. She was a beautiful lady with slightly heavy boobs and big ass. She was looking sexy in the undergarments. They were talking about something and she moved towards him and their lips got locked in a deep kiss. I was enjoying watching them immersed in love and at the same time I was also slowly moving the dildo held in my hand on my burning pussy. My pussy was already soaked with its own juices which were now soaking my thighs after passing through my pussy. And as soon as I touched the dildo to my pussy, a shiver ran through my whole body. And my legs started trembling from my waist. I did not insert the dildo into my pussy at first, but started rubbing it on my pussy lips very softly and lovingly. My clit also became erect due to excitement. I touched its sensitive tip with the dildo once or twice. Again, a current ran through my body. And more juice started dripping from my pussy than before. In the porn, now both of them separated and the lady started cleaning again. For a moment, I thought it was over but it was not. I saw, that widower was watching her cleaning the room and they were talking to each other continuously. Once, when she passed by him, the widower fondled her big boobs hard with his hand. She chuckled and walked away from him. The next time, when she was walking past, he did something between her legs with his fingers and she literally jumped up in the air. He must have rubbed his finger hard on her pussy hole. She laughed again and looked at him. The lady walked to the chair on which the widower was sitting and I saw that she hugged him hard while he was sitting and she was standing. She was moving her fingers in his hair. The widower's face was on her big boobs and he was rubbing his face hard on her boobs. His hands were behind her and roaming over her back and her big ass quite freely. He moved her bra straps from her shoulders without opening the hook of it. She took her hands out of her bra straps and he pulled her bra down. Now her bra was meeting her panty and her exposed big boobs were in front of his eyes. Her boobs were heavy and hanging down. He again rubbed his face on her bare, big and loose boobs and took one of her nipples in his mouth. I started getting hot seeing this. My pussy automatically started to develop some erotic feelings which cannot be described in words. Now I slowly started to insert that dildo in my pussy. I had no problem in inserting that dildo in my wet pussy. I shuddered on getting the feeling of that dildo inside my pussy. I started to insert that dildo slowly in my pussy with my right hand and at the same time I held one of my boobs with my left hand and started squeezing it gently. I started to attack my own two most sensitive organs. My eyes were getting heavy with pleasure. But still I kept my eyes open and started watching porn. That widower was sucking the nipples of that lady's big boobs one by one hard like a starved man. She must also be getting hot with his actions because she was moving her head back and forth with his actions on her big boobs. I also pinched one of my nipples hard, holding it between my fingers. “Ummm…” I could not stop myself from moaning. And a heavy moan started echoing in the whole room. I pushed the dildo further inside my pussy. The 9 inch dildo was almost inside my pussy and its base was outside, but still I was pushing it inside my pussy forcefully. The pointed tip of that dildo was touching my G-spot hard, which I was enjoying. I slowly started pulling out that dildo from my pussy. I was watching the dildo coming out of my pussy, completely soaked in my own pussy juice. After pulling out the tip of the dildo, I again inserted it inside. The dildo started going inside, teasing the inner walls of my pussy. When the dildo went completely inside, I pulled it out slowly. I started repeating this action again and again. I would slowly pull the dildo out of my pussy and then push it in again with force. I was fucking myself like this on a rainy afternoon laying down alone in my bedroom.


The sex position of the widower and his maid in porn was at such an angle that I was not able to see the face of the lady. The widower was sitting on the chair facing the door and I could see his face and the back and ass of the lady from behind. Now, the lady sat on the floor and the widower opened his pant zip. She moved her hand to the open part of his pant zip and took out his cock. I could see that it was a very long cock with lots of black pubic hair around it. She was moving his cock hair back to get a clear view of his hot cock for her next move. She kissed it and started stroking it lightly up and down. The widower was sitting on the chair with his head resting on the back of the chair and was enjoying the treatment of the lady's hand on his cock. His eyes were closed. After some time, while stroking his cock, she took the head of the cock in her mouth and sucked it for a long time. Then she started stroking the head of the cock hard with it in her mouth. I also started moving the dildo in my hand in and out of my pussy with force and speed. The widower signaled the woman to sit on his lap. And the woman did the same. She inserted his dick inside her pussy and sat on his dick and then started jumping on his dick. Both her tits also started bouncing in the air. The widower held the lady's waist and started thrusting his dick in her pussy. I also started thrusting the dildo in my pussy. I closed my eyes and started imagining that I am in that lady's place and that widower is fucking me. I started feeling the widower's dick in my pussy. In the form of a dildo, the widower's dick was fucking my pussy badly. And at the same time, he started squeezing both my boobs hard. “Oh...ah…more hard…more hard…fuck me...tear my fucking slutty pussy…fuck me...harder” I was bouncing on the bed with my eyes closed. My waist was hanging in the air along with my legs and the dildo was going in and out of my pussy with great speed. I started rubbing my clit hard to reach orgasm quickly. There, the speed of fucking was increasing and here, my speed of clicking the clit and G spot was also increasing. I clearly saw in my imagination that the widower had raised his back from the chair and was holding my pussy tightly on his cock. He shot his cum into my pussy which I was swallowing in my pussy. I was also close to finishing and started some hard strokes between my pussy lips on the clit to finish the job as quickly as possible. And then with a bang I came all at once. My waist fell on the bed with a thud and a strong stream of pussy juice soaked the dildo as well as my wrist. My eyes closed in the bliss of self-satisfaction and I lay lifeless on the bed for some time, panting. When I opened my eyes, I saw that the lady was cleaning his dick area and her wet pussy with a cloth and was also cleaning her neck and big heavy boobs where his cum must have reached. I closed the laptop and thought of resting for some time. For a while, I tried to calm myself with the help of a dildo but that was not clearly enough for me. I thought that after returning from office, today I will get myself fucked well by Bijan. With this thought, I slept naked.


The ringing of the phone woke me up. I picked up the phone from the side of my pillow and saw that Bijan was calling me. I picked the phone up and said, “Tell me darling.” Bijan said from the other side, “Darling, today due to the rain, fewer people have come to the office. That is why we have closed early. I am returning home now. I was thinking how it would be if both of us go out somewhere today? You be ready. I will take you out.” I was happy at the idea of going out with him, but I wanted to get my pussy fucked by him more than going out today, but I did not tell him this on the phone. I told him, “But darling, it is raining today, isn't it? How will we go out like this?” He said, “Hey darling, the real fun of going for a trip is in such weather. And it is not raining much right now. And anyway we will not go for a walk, we will go by car. I was thinking of taking you on a long drive somewhere. I do not want to lose the fun of a long drive with you in such sexy rainy weather. Please do not delay any more. Get ready quickly. I will reach home in about half an hour to pick you up.” Seeing his enthusiasm about going for a long drive with me, I did not feel like disappointing him. I thought that I will get fucked by him at night only after coming back. So I told him, “Okay darling, when you are so keen to go for a drive, then I will get ready. You come.” After disconnecting the call, I saw that it was 5 in the evening. But due to clouds in the sky, it was getting dark all around. It was the rainy season and the rain clouds were moving all over the sky and the rain was starting and stopping again and again. I looked out of the window. The rain had not stopped completely, but it had definitely reduced in intensity. It was just drizzling at that time. And Bijan was right. The weather was looking very beautiful and sexy as well. It would be fun to go on a long drive with each other in this weather. But what to wear? At first I thought of wearing a saree. But later I thought that it would be difficult to handle a saree in the rain. It would be better if I wore some simple clothes. I chose a sleeveless kurta and a leggings. It was 5 o'clock now. Bijan would come at around 5.30. I still had about half an hour to get ready. I wore a pink colored bra and panty and wore a kurta and leggings on top. I did not do much make up, because I knew that we were not going to get out of the car. So there was no need to do much make up. After getting ready, I looked at myself in the mirror. To be honest, even in this simple dress I was looking beautiful. Bijan always keeps telling me that whenever I go out, people, be it men or women, keep looking at me for a long time, and when I walk my hips move very sexy and my shapely boobs (usually in tight clothes) drive every man crazy. And according to him, he likes it when people keep staring at my boobs and ass. Well, I should not tell more about my beauty and come to the point. I was waiting for my husband and I still had some more time. I went back to the balcony from my bedroom to kill time. I sat on a chair there and started looking around to see Bijan's car entering the apartment. After some time, I saw my husband's black Nexon car turning from the main road towards our apartment. I ran towards the main gate to welcome my husband. After some time, Bijan came home and he was happy to see me standing on the gate and hugged me tightly. I brought him inside the house and said, "Let's go inside darling." He said, "We don't have much time, darling. Otherwise it will get too dark. I don't want to go out late at night in this weather." I told him, "You change your office clothes. Till then I will make tea. We will have tea and then leave. I am ready." He said smilingly, "Ok, darling. But hurry up a little." Saying this, Bijan went to the bedroom to change his clothes and I went to the kitchen to make tea for both of us. Bijan got ready in 10 minutes and came back. By then my tea was also ready. We both sat in the drawing room for evening tea and snacks and while sipping hot tea, we talked a little among ourselves. And then at 6 pm, we both left for a long drive.


Bijan sat in the driving seat of the car and I sat next to him. Bijan started the car and we both went on a long drive. We were on the city highway and it had started raining again, but this time a little heavier. The day had turned dark very early due to heavy rain. It was absolutely amazing to see the raindrops falling on the glass of the car continuously! I was looking out of the window. But suddenly something strange started stirring in my mind. To be honest, the rain and this weather were making me horny. Slowly a strange feeling started playing in my mind. How would it be if we fuck in the car in such weather? We had never thought of fucking in the car on such an open road before and we had never done it. But how would it be if we do it this evening? As soon as this strange thought came to my mind, I felt wetness between my legs. My slutty pussy started getting wet as soon as I thought of fucking. Day by day I am becoming hornier and hornier! But what can I do, I am completely addicted to sex. The reason for this is that he is sitting next to me and driving the car. When he has awakened this sex addiction in me, now he will have to extinguish it by anyhow. I gently put my head on Bijan's shoulder. He was driving carefully in the rain. It was evening time, outside the city limits and due to the weather there were very few cars on the road. He looked at me once and smiled and said, "How do you feel, darling? Coming on a long drive with me in such a sexy weather?" I kissed him on the cheek very lovingly and said, "Thank you, darling. If you had not insisted, I would not have come on such a long drive with you today. The weather is really very sexy, isn't it? I was thinking of one thing." He looked at me once and asked, "What are you thinking, darling?" I said to him a little shyly, "Darling, how about we fuck in this car today?" He looked at me in shock and asked, “Right now!!? Really?” I said, “Yes, why not? Don’t you want to fuck me in the car?” He said, “Of course I want to. But we have never done this before, so I was thinking. And think of one more thing darling.” I said, “What?” He told, “Right now we are neither in our house nor in locked bedroom, but on the road. And will it be right to fuck inside the car in the open like this? What if someone sees us?” I laughed after hearing his words. He felt a little embarrassed seeing me laughing. He said, “Why are you laughing darling? Did I say something wrong?” I replied to him laughing, “No darling, you are absolutely right. But I am not laughing because of this. Rather I am laughing because you are saying what I should have said. Since when have you started feeling so shy? Have you forgotten, how many times I have been fucked by other strangers and unknown people in the open?” He remained silent after listening to me. I said again, “And anyway, we will not stop the car in the middle of the road and fuck. We will first find a good place and then stop there and fuck. And look, because of the rain, forget about the people on the road, there are very few cars. We have not fucked inside the car in the open like this before. What do you say, should we experience this today as well?” He thought for a while and said, “You are right, darling. We must try it once. Okay, first we will find a good and deserted place and then after removing the car from the road and parking it somewhere, we will fuck then.” I became very happy after listening to him. Today evening, the wish of both of us was getting fulfilled. He took a long drive and fucked me. Just thinking about fucking inside the car in the open, I started feeling excited. I kissed Bijan again on his cheek. He started driving the car again. And both of us left for our destination of fucking. (contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Saturday (23.08.25) 11 am]

[Neelkantha]

Due to some reason tomorrow's update will be posted at 1 pm instead of 11 am. I am sorry for this inconvenience. ~ Neelkantha

[Neelkantha]

Part 31 – Our Destination Of Fucking

Pihu’s POV- Today when I look back after so many years and remember those golden days, I am happy and sad at the same time. Let me leave my sadness for now, I will tell you about it later. Today let's talk about happiness. I am forced to have sex with other people for some of my husband Bijan's erotic fantasies, but even today I love him as much in my heart as I loved him in the past. And I will continue to love him as much in the future. I consider myself very lucky that I have got such a wonderful and immensely loving husband who is always ready to play the game of love and sex with me anytime, anywhere. I did not like to have sex with anyone else except him earlier. But initially I used to have sex with other men to keep him happy. And while doing this, when did a desire for lust arise in my mind, neither he nor I came to know. Day by day I got addicted to sex. There was nothing else in my mind except sex. I used to think only about sex all the time. I don't know if this is some kind of mental illness or something else. But my mind could not get rid of it now. Anyway, let's leave my topic and move forward with the story. We had gone for a long drive on the highway on a rainy evening. And on my insistence, my husband Bijan agreed to fuck me in the car itself. Bijan kissed me on my cheeks which made me even more hot and horny. I also kissed him on his cheeks very lovingly. While driving, he pressed and squeezed my boobs over my kurta. Neither I nor he had taken off our clothes yet. Still, I was getting what I desperately needed right then. He again pressed my boobs hard and I clung to him as much as possible in the moving car and hugged him tightly. Now my boobs were rubbing against his arms. And despite the kurta and bra, I could feel the touch of his arms on my boobs. I moved my hand forward and opened the upper buttons of his shirt. My fingers were moving comfortably on his chest and repeatedly touching his nipples. I could feel the hardness of his nipples with my sexy touch at the right place. I pinched his nipples one by one and he enjoyed my action. I looked down and saw movement under his pant. I could see a clear bulge on down there. I smiled and moved my hand down leaving his nipples. One of my hands was around his neck so that I could sit next to him and rub my boobs on his arm. I could feel the hardness of his cock touching it from above his pant. He also adjusted his leg position a little so that he could drive and I could play with his cock freely. I was rubbing his cock from above his pant and wanted to take it out. I opened Bijan's pant zip and he also helped me to take his cock out of the pant and underwear. His cock looked so amazing even in the dark! I kept staring at it. His cock was hot and erect like a hard iron rod. And the skin of the cock head was always showing the small hole on the cock head when it is erect. I love watching this amazing hot cock of his. When I held his cock tightly, the skin of his cock head slid down easily. His pink cock head came in front of my eyes when it slid down from the skin covering it. His cock head was a little wet and there was a drop of his pre-cum on his small hole which was shining like a pearl in the dark.

While driving Bijan touched my pussy gently over my leggings which made me even hotter and my pussy started releasing juices as usual. He has a very good experience of driving and we were never playing the game of love and sex while driving. While I was stroking his cock in my hands, Bijan took our car to the side of the highway and was driving at a minimum speed so that we do not collide with any passing car. We did not stop it fully, rather our car was moving at a very low speed. I was stroking his cock gently like how I had seen the widower man's cock was stroked in porn this afternoon. Bijan's cock became even harder with my gentle touch and I felt very good seeing this. The rain outside was further increasing our erotic feelings and we both were preparing to have sex in the moving car. I looked into Bijan's eyes and I felt nothing but love for me. I started stroking his hot cock slowly up and down with my soft hand and firm grip. After some time, I lowered my head and took it in my mouth. I was moving my tongue around the cock head and tasting his liquid pre-cum. It was so yummy!!! I was stroking his cock by taking the upper part of his cock in my mouth in the moving car. I am sure no one would have seen us playing sex game in a moving car. The car windows were up and it had become dark outside by then because of the rain. The rain intensified and we both became even hornier. Bijan slowed down the speed of the car a little more so that the car could be controlled in the darkness and rain outside and at the same time the sex spark inside our car continues to blaze. I had already finished once earlier this afternoon at home and I wanted to finish it before the practical pussy-cock fuck. I was feeling a little uncomfortable bending myself to take his cock in my mouth in the little space in this small car. He noticed this and said, “Darling, you won’t be able to do your work properly like this. It is better that you sit straight on your seat and bring your hand to my cock and do your work.” He again started teasing me by pressing my boobs and at the same time he started rubbing my pussy over my leggings. I was already very hot and horny, with the cock in my hand and also with him pressing my boobs and rubbing my pussy repeatedly I was getting hornier. I increased the speed of stroking up and down on his hot cock with a very strong grip of my hand. He was enjoying and I was enjoying too. I was thinking that when he will reach climax his cum will be on the dashboard or his clothes. I know his cock shoots cum very far in very large quantity and with a lot of force. So I thought it would be better to let him cum inside my mouth and drink as much cum as I can. With this thought I was doing my work and he took a tissue paper from the car in his hand and I understood that it is for his cum. His cock was getting harder and the head of the cock was getting more pink. He was close to shoot his cum and was finishing quickly and rapidly with time. He was driving with his one hand and his other hand was down near his cock with the tissue paper. He said loudly, “Oh! Pihu! I am going to cum now!!!” and put my head on the tip of the cock. I immediately took his cock in my mouth and wrapped my lips around his cock head and again held the cock with the tissue paper in hand around it. I was caressing both his balls very lovingly so that he releases even the last drop of his cum inside my mouth. Bijan now stopped the car fully and started moving my head up and down on his cock repeatedly. His cock was going from my mouth to my throat. And after a few moments he stopped and became absolutely still after thrusting his cock almost to the base in my mouth. There was silence for a moment and then his cock started dancing with full force and started releasing spurts of cum inside my mouth and throat which I could feel by holding his cock tightly inside my mouth. In no time my mouth was filled with his hot cum and I swallowed it. Still some drops fell from my lips and fell on my kurta. Bijan's cock had become absolutely still inside my mouth after releasing all his cum into my mouth. I saw signs of great satisfaction on his face from my oral-sex and I was happy that I could make him ejaculate with cum with full blowjob with my skill. I let his cock stay in my mouth like that for some time, and then cleaned it completely with my tongue and lips before taking it out. Then I took his cock out of my mouth and cleaned it with the tissue paper in my hand and wiped off the drops of his cum that had fallen on my clothes. Finally after cleaning my mouth and lips I threw the tissue paper out of the car on the rain wet road by opening the window a little. When I opened the window a few drops of rain came in and we loved it. His cock was still in a semi-erect state. Neither hard nor too soft. It is always a little easier to take any cock out of the underwear hole by opening the zipper, but when it is erect it is difficult to keep it in the right place. I have seen this many times. After I played with it for a while, it became soft and I tried to put it back under his pant and underwear, but I couldn't do it. He did it himself by lifting his back. And then looking at me with a great smile on his face he said, "Thank you darling, you have made me happy." I kissed her on the cheek again and said, "Now it's your turn darling, to make me happy." He said, "Yes, but before that we will have to find a secluded and private place." Saying this she started driving the car again.


Bijan started driving the car once again. He put his hand on my chest and lifted my kurta above my boobs and exposed my boobs bound by pink colored bra in front of him. I took my hand behind my back and opened the hook of my bra and removed the bra from my body and threw it on the back seat of the car. With this I was wearing my kurta but both my boobs were completely free from the bondage of bra under that kurta. As soon as I opened the bra, he once again put his hand on my open boobs. I looked at him with mischievous eyes and slowly stretched my chest to him. Due to which my big boobs came forward and he started caressing, kneading, pressing and teasing my boobs with fun. He also squeezed my nipples many times. Pulled. Twisted and lightly scratched them with his nails. Due to which both my nipples also became very erect and excited. My boobs also seemed to have become fuller. And they started bouncing as the car moved. Seeing a deserted place on the way, he stopped the car and bent down and removed my kurta and looked at my boobs in the dim light of the road. My boobs were shining with pleasure. The nipples were completely erect. And my eyes were getting intoxicated due to the excitement of exposing my boobs in the car. Bijan bent forward towards me and took my right nipple in his mouth and sucked it hard. I moaned with excitement and I held his head in my hands and pressed it on my boob while letting out a cool “aah!” He started sucking my boobs hard. He was sucking the whole nipple by filling it in his mouth as if someone was sucking my nipple with a vacuum cleaner. And I was moaning with pleasure. “Ah… oh… umm… suck harder, Bijan… eat my nipple…” At that time, the feeling of sex and love in our body was at its peak. A man and a woman were busy fulfilling their erotic fantasies sitting on the front two seats of the car which had stopped at a corner of the highway. I was sitting on the seat with my back resting on it and my chest stretched forward and Bijan was leaning forward from his driving seat and was sucking one of my boobs hard, taking its nipple in his mouth and squeezing both my boobs in his hands. I was rubbing his head hard on my boob and moaning. There could have been no sexier scene than this in this world at that time. He sucked my boobs for about 3-4 minutes and then left. And he moved the car forward. I wanted him to suck my boobs for some more time. But stopping the car at one place on the highway and doing so was not without danger. He said, "Don't be sad, darling, let me find you at a good place once, then I will fulfill all your desires." Saying this, he fondled my boobs all the way. In between, he pulled down my leggings and inserted his hand in my panty and started fondling my pussy, which had become completely wet. As soon as he put his hand on my pussy, I opened my legs and welcomed his hand on my wet pussy. He slowly moved one of his fingers on my pussy, which made his finger wet with my pussy juice. Feeling his finger in my wet pussy, I started getting even wetter. Feeling this, Bijan also started caressing my pussy properly. One of his hands was on the steering wheel, his eyes were on the road, but his other hand was busy in making my pussy wetter. What more could a sex-obsessed woman like me need at that time? This scene in the car was very cool and sexy. I was sitting shamelessly with my pussy bare like a hot cheap woman with my legs wide open and my boobs were naked under the kurta, free from any bondage, bouncing with every jolt of the car. My nipples were erect and taut and my husband Bijan was driving the car while caressing and kneading my sexy juicy pussy in between. By then I was completely hot and horny and was moaning softly and in between I was caressing his cock with my hand. Which had again become a tent in his pant. Stopping once again, he squeezed my boobs with both hands. Turned me towards him and bent down and sucked both the nipples. I became even hornier. I inserted his finger in my pussy and said to him in a pleading voice, "Bijan, please fuck me now. I cannot bear it anymore. Please do something." He said squeezing my pussy in his fist, "You don't worry, darling. I will stop right now."


By then it was around 6.30 pm and we were on the highway, quite far from our hometown. It was still raining heavily outside and it was very dark. Finally after a drive of 2 to 3 km we found our perfect spot. While driving Bijan saw a plot of land near the highway. That plot was a little far from the highway and was also quite low. And there were some big and dense trees around that plot. Due to which a forest of trees was formed around that plot. Bijan pointed me towards it and said, “Look, darling that place is perfect for our sex. If we take our car inside those trees then no one will be able to see us from the highway. And anyway there is no locality nearby who is watching me. So no villager will be able to see us having sex in the car.” I got excited and happy after seeing that place. He was absolutely right. Bijan turned the car off the highway and onto the ground around the big trees. Finally, he parked our car between two big trees. There was water logged everywhere outside the car. We were not far from the highway, but in this dark and rainy season, it was very difficult to spot our black car from the highway between the big trees. This was a very safe place for us, where we could have sex in the car for the first time in our lives. The rain was pouring heavily and we could hear the sound of big drops of water on the roof of the car under the tree. After stopping the car, Bijan turned to me and said, “Shall we start now, darling?” I thought for a while and said, “We will do it. But there is so little space in the car, how will we do it? In the back seat?” After listening to me, Bijan also started thinking for a while. Both of us were excited and had decided to have sex in the car, but neither of us had any practical experience of doing it before today. We did not even know how we would do it in that small space of the car. After thinking for a while, Bijan looked at me and said, “Darling, we can do it in the back seat, but space is limited in this small car. I think, we can do it better on the front passenger seat, on which you are sitting, by pushing it back.” I asked him, “On this seat!? But how?” Bijan said, “We will start from here and if there is any problem then we will move to the back seat. I cannot tell right now because I have never done this in a car before.” I said, “Darling, this is the first time for me too. Okay, come on, let us both try it for the first time in the car, and experience car sex. What do you say? Bijan looked at me and said, "Darling, you have become much naughtier than before! There is always some erotic fantasy about sex brewing in your heart and mind." I smiled and said to him, "The credit for this goes only to you, darling. It is because of you that I have become so serious about sex. All the thanks to you only.” He smiled back at me and said, “Compliments are gratified, darling!” We both were talking to each other and the weather outside was making us even sexier and hornier. We both are very sexy by nature and we know how to take full advantage of the time and situation. We were talking sexy and preparing ourselves for a good fuck in the car, right near the highway where we could see the headlights of the moving cars but we were sure that no one could notice us. After talking for a while Bijan asked me to push my seat back on which I was sitting so that there would be more space for us in front of the seat. I pushed the seat back and almost touched the back of that seat with the back seat. Now, there was a lot of space in front of the front passenger seat. I was still thinking about our fuck position on this seat and wondering how he would be able to fuck me on this seat. I also pushed the back of the seat back as much as I could. I noticed Bijan was thinking something in his mind while I was doing this. I asked him, “What are you thinking, darling?” He said to me, “Darling! I think we should remove our lower clothes only so that we can move freely during sex but the upper clothes should be on our body so that if someone sees us from the highway, no one can see us fully naked in the car or we can travel in the car with only upper clothes if needed in any situation.” I agreed to him with great difficulty because I did not want any clothes on my body as well as his body while having sex. But looking at the situation, I agreed. He was right. We were going to fuck inside a car in an open ground next to an open highway. If both of us get completely naked, there may be problems. It will be better if we keep our upper clothes on and remove the lower clothes. I told him, “You are right darling. We will do the same.” Bijan took off his pant and underwear and threw them on the backseat. Now he was wearing only his t-shirt. I saw that his cock was slowly growing upwards. It was getting thicker and thicker. It was like air going into a balloon making it longer, harder and thicker. I also took off my leggings and panty and threw them on the backseat over his clothes. Now I was only in my kurta and my lower body was also naked like him. I touched his half erect cock and he smiled. He also pushed the driver's seat back a little so that I could move freely.


I pulled my husband towards me and said, “Darling! I want you to suck my boobs nicely now. But how will you do it when I am wearing a kurta?” He said, “I also want to suck them nicely but look at the situation. We are not in a closed room. We are in a car near the moving traffic on the highway. It will be very bad if someone sees us naked in the car. We can hide our lower nudity but if someone comes near our car without our notice then we cannot hide your naked boobs from anyone’s eyes.” I said, “Ok! I understand.” But he saw something in my eyes and said, “We can do one thing, darling. The fucking position I have in mind will not allow me to suck your boobs while I am inside you. But I want to give you maximum pleasure and take the maximum possible from you at all times. You have already taken off your bra, now you can unbutton a few buttons of your kurta too. And lift it up and keep it around your neck. This will make you quickly cover your boobs when needed.” I was happy to hear this. I always enjoy when my nipples are sucked during sex. It makes me even wetter, even hotter and even hornier. I quickly unbuttoned two buttons of my kurta so that my boobs were in a position to come out from under my kurta so that they could be sucked properly. By this time, I saw that his hot cock was fully erect and ready to fuck my pussy. I knew that he was going to fuck me hard for a long time because he is a very strong man sexually and he takes a lot of time to finish and when he was already satisfied with oral-sex some time ago then this would be a long fuck. I always like a long fuck duration which gives me at least two good and strong orgasms every time. I just love long fucks. We were sitting in the same position in the car. I was on the passenger seat pushed backwards and he was on the driver seat pushed backwards. There was a lot of space in the car to move our legs. I touched his hot cock again with a lot of love and sex feelings. It was very hot and hard as always. He pulled me on top of him and took my lower lip in the grip of his lips and started sucking it in a very sexy way. I also started sucking his upper lip in the same way. The fire of sex was increasing in the car with our very sexy lips. My hands were behind his neck and his hands were moving on the two sexy, hard curves of my ass. My pussy was itching and it was getting wetter and wetter. He was squeezing my round ass and also moving his fingers on my ass crack which was making me even hotter. He knows very well how to make me hot, horny, wet and sexy in no time and once again he was doing the same. We were in deep kissing and he took my tongue in his mouth and started sucking and licking it like an ice cream. I was moving my fingers in the hair at the back of his head and he was continuing the sexy movements of his fingers on my naked ass. As usual, he also inserted a part of his finger in my ass hole and moved it in and out for some time. The heat was increasing between us in the car in the rainy season. The traffic on the highway was much less than usual and no one could notice us. Our car was between the trees and we were playing sex game in the car. This was the first time for both of us to have complete sex in the car. Before this, we had done handjob and blowjob many times in a moving car but this was the first time we were having cock and pussy sex in the car. His fully erect long and hard cock was caressing me just below my tits. I grabbed it and slid the skin of his cock head down and his pink sexy cock head came out of the cover.


We finished a long kiss and I came back to my seat with heavy breaths. I took his hands in mine and placed them on my boobs over my kurta. He started massaging them over the kurta. His cock was still in my grip. He changed his position on the seat and brought his mouth to my boobs. He pulled my kurta up from below and both my sexy boobs were near his face fully exposed. My brown nipples became hard and he took one nipple in his mouth and the other between his fingers. He started sucking one like a hungry boy. I was not able to see his cock in this position but I could feel the wetness of his pre-cum on my fingers and his cock was becoming hard like an iron rod. We were in our own world of sex and our whole attention was only on sex. He again changed his position and started licking my other tit and switched to sucking and rubbing the boobs. The heat was rising between us in the small car and the weather outside was increasing our need for sex. We were still unnoticed. One of Bijan's hands went down towards the joint of my legs. There was ample space as we had already pushed the seats back. I spread my legs wide so that he could do his work comfortably. For some time his fingers kept moving on the outer part of my hairless pussy but then he put his middle finger between my already wet pussy lips and he was touching my clits while moving his finger up and down. His sexy act on my boobs and wet pussy made me moan with pleasure. My nipples became even harder and his cock squirmed in the grip of my hand. I wanted to be in 69 position but it was not possible due to lack of space. He was rubbing my clit hard between my pussy lips and I was on my pleasure journey towards the station of satisfaction. He again switched to sucking and pumping my boobs and continued to move his middle finger between my pussy lips. On realizing that I was close to my finishing line, he inserted a finger in my golden pussy pleasure hole and started finger fucking me. I was close to finishing and I could not stop myself from unconsciously moving my ass higher and higher. He increased the speed of his finger fucking and a sexy sound came out of my mouth. “I am cumming...Bijan...” and with a scream I finally came. I tightened my legs to enjoy my orgasm and his finger was still inside my pussy.


I told him, “Darling, I want to taste your hot cock because I want to warm you up so much before fucking so that you cum with me. I know you take a long time to cum and I always finish twice in one go. Today I want you to cum inside me with my first finish itself for which you need to be warmed up more and I want to suck your hot cock and take it half way before fucking.” He laughed and pulled me towards his cock and said, “You can do whatever you want with it, darling. It is all yours.” We changed seats for a better position. The skin of his cock head was already down and I took his cock head directly in my mouth. Oh God! It was so hot. First I tasted his cum and started moving my tongue on it. My hand was already moving slowly up and down. I was sitting on the driver’s seat on my knees. I was in a position where my bare ass was on top, which invited him to run his hands over my ass. He ran his hands over my ass crack and as usual inserted a part of his finger in my tight ass hole. I was warming him up, he was warming me up by slowly moving his finger in and out of my ass hole. He always loves ass fucking, so he always fucks my ass with his finger for some time before fucking my pussy and I enjoy it a lot. His finger in and out of my ass makes me crazy for sex and he was aware of this fact. He is an expert fucker and I am very lucky to have such an expert and sexually strong husband. I was sucking his cock lightly and now I was sucking his cock hard and moving his cock up and down with my hand. In this position my boobs were hanging in the air and moving back and forth with my movements as his finger was still fucking my ass. After some time when I saw and felt his ass moving in pleasure and his cock getting even harder I understood that he is halfway and now it is time for both of us to start fucking my pussy with cock and finish fucking together. I took my mouth away from his cock and he was surprised. I told him, “Darling, I want to fuck once only and we should start right now.” He was in a semi sitting position on the passenger seat and he asked me to sit on top of him in the same position due to limited space in the car. I sat on top of him and my back was against his chest. His hard and erect cock was under my ass. I took position by placing my legs between his legs. I took support of the upper handle of the door with one hand and my other hand was on the top of the driver seat. I was ready to ride him. I lifted my ass up with the support and could feel his hot cock under my pussy. I was using this fucking position for the first time for semi sitting fuck. I had to lift my ass up so that his long cock could reach and touch my pussy hole. He held his cock and placed it on my pussy hole. Now it was my job to take it inside as per my convenience. I pushed my ass down a little so that his cock could go inside my pussy. The head of his cock went inside my pussy in the first attempt itself. It was a difficult position in the limited space and we had to use all our skills to enjoy a good and satisfying fuck. It was like sitting on the pillar of his cock. I loosened my support and came down sitting on his cock and his cock entered inside me rubbing the inner walls of my pussy. Still, I was on my legs with my hands resting on the upper handle of the door and the top of the driver seat. I lifted up a little so that his cock almost came out of my juicy pussy and only the head of the cock was inside. I told him, “Darling, I will give a hard push now.” He told me to go ahead. I let go of the support and pushed my ass down hard!! The sudden thrust of his long, thick and strong cock into my pussy hurt a little but the result was that his entire cock was inside my pussy and I was sitting on his lap and his cock was in my juicy sexy pussy. I was breathing hard. I could see his testicles from my wide open legs which were on the seat. The tip of his cock was touching deep inside my pussy just below my G-spot. We both adjusted our position and I again lifted my ass a little so that he could thrust from below. He lifted his back and his cock again went fully inside my pussy. He pushed his back down and the hot cock came out a little. I again took my position with the support and started matching his strokes of pushing and pulling. When he was lowering his ass, I was lifting my ass up and when he was pushing his ass up, I was pushing my ass down. By this movement, we were giving great fucking strokes and we both were enjoying this new fucking position. He also kept his hands under my ass balls and started pushing them. The fucking in the car was going on right below the busy highway without coming in anyone's sight. Two great fuckers were doing their job very efficiently to take and give full sex pleasure. Our strokes continued with the increase in speed as per the demand of time. My head was going back in pleasure again and again and he was pressing my butt and in between he also pressed my boobs many times under my kurta. The sexy sound of fucking with his cock going in and out was making us even more crazy and sexy.


We were at our peak and I was riding him giving him the full pleasure of a good sex act. My hands started feeling some pain in the process of handling my weight and I put both my hands on his thighs below my thighs. It was a little comfortable for me and we started giving vigorous strokes. While he was going up and I was going down to take cock inside pussy, my ass was touching his thighs every time with a sexy sound. I was close to my finishing line but there was no finishing signal from his side. I told him, “I am cumming darling!!” In response, he increased his speed to give me good pleasure and I was also matching his speed and strokes. My legs were getting stiff in the process of signaling close to orgasm. Bijan moaned in pleasure, “Wait darling…wait…I am going to cum along with you. Wait…wait…darling…now…now…” He was in full ecstasy and I knew he would cum soon too but it was certain that I would cum before him. I bit my lower lip between my teeth and I was about to cum. I screamed in pleasure, “I am cumming…oh darling…I am cumming…oh…aah…! Oh!” We both were fucking each other hard and I had reached my station of sexual satisfaction. I had tightened my legs and held his hot cock inside my pussy which was full of juices and was in a satisfying strong orgasm. He told me, “Darling…I am cumming too.” Now his cock was moving in and out of my pussy easily and I could feel his cock getting harder inside me and I understood that he was also close to his finishing line. I also started stroking from my side to help him finish quickly and after a few hard strokes, he finished with another hard stroke. He started releasing his cum deep inside my pussy and hugged me tightly in his arms. I also tightened my legs around his legs. I pressed my back against his chest and he hugged me tightly from behind in happiness and satisfaction. His cock was squirting cum inside me. We both were happy to have a great fuck once again. We sat in the same position for some time. His cock started getting soft and his cum which had released deep inside me started coming out of my pussy because of our position his cock got soft and I moved my back a little and it came out of my pussy and there was a lot of cum around it. After his cock came out, a lot of cum came out of my pussy too. I went to the driver's seat with tissue paper in my hand, a box of which was kept on the dash board of the car. I gave him some tissue paper and we cleaned our bodies and also cleaned the seat with tissue paper. I cleaned my pussy with the help of tissue paper. I again opened my side window and threw the tissue paper outside. As soon as I opened the window, heavy rain started coming in, so I closed the window again. I saw that there were still some drops of Bijan's cum between the seat and the door but some water also fell on it so it got cleaned automatically. My legs were also wet due to the rain drops. I wiped my legs before wearing my panty and leggings back. He helped me to hook my bra and I again buttoned the bottom of my kurta. He also dressed up and we were ready to go back home after having an amazing sex act inside the car in the rainy season near the busy highway, without anyone noticing. It was very thrilling and exciting. We changed our seats once again and fixed both the seats. Before starting the car, Bijan looked at me and asked, “How was this experience, darling?” I held his head and pulled him towards me and placed my lips on his lips and gave him a deep and passionate kiss and said, “Fantastic and memorable!!!” Bijan started the car and we left for home. (Contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Tuesday (26.08.25) 11 am]

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Due to some reason tomorrow's update will be posted at 1 pm instead of 11 am. I am sorry for this inconvenience. ~ Neelkantha

No need for apologies sir! You're doing an amazing job with the story!
Such hot updates and so regular. Thank you for the amazing work.  yr):

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Part 32 – Pihu’s Sexy Measurements At The Tailor's Shop

Those who have been reading the erotic story of me and my wife Pihu since the first day, will know how much I enjoy exposing my wife in front of others and sharing my lovely wife with them, whether the person in front is young or old, it does not matter to me. I always keep on thinking about how I can openly expose my wife in front of others. And in doing this, both of us, especially Pihu, have to face difficulties sometimes. And sometimes she is forced to get fucked by that man even if she does not want to. But she never refuses anyone. She always takes her decision according to the situation and if possible, she also gets fucked by that man. This story is also something like this, where once again I trap her, where she is forced to get fucked by a stranger even if she does not want to. Anyway, now let's come to the story. This story is during Durga Puja (The biggest festival in West Bengal). It was the month of October and there were 10 or 12 days left for Puja. But this is the time of the year when usually I have a lot of work in my office. And I am forced to work till late night. And sometimes I have to work even after coming home. Most people think that a government employee probably does not have to do much work. But in reality it is not so, at least not in my case. Anyway, coming back to the story. I used to be busy with my office work. And I had to work even after coming home. And that is why I was not able to give much time to Pihu. But she is very understanding, she also knows my work and responsibility, so she never complains to me about this. So one day I got some relief in the office, and I returned home from office a little earlier than usual. I saw that it was the occasion of Puja, and all the people either go for a walk or go shopping. I thought that today I should take Pihu out for a walk. I called her and said, “Darling, come, let us go to watch a movie today.” She immediately agreed to go for an outing. But she said, “We will do some shopping before the movie. Our Puja shopping is still pending, Bijan. I have to get a new blouse stitched for Durga Puja. I don't like readymade clothes.” After marriage, every year Pihu does our Puja shopping herself. I never go with her for Puja shopping. I thought that this year also she would have already done our Puja shopping. Due to work pressure, I forgot to ask her. Now I came to know that our Puja shopping is still pending. I told her, “Darling, you should have told me this earlier. Puja is so close, now no tailor will take a new order, we will go after paying double the price. I thought that like every year, you would have done your shopping yourself.” She said, “What is the harm in trying? And I was going to do shopping tomorrow or day after tomorrow anyway. You asked me to go out today, so I thought that I will do the shopping with you today.” I laughed after hearing her, but agreed. I told her, "Okay, you get ready quickly, we will do our Puja shopping today. Then we will have to find a tailor for you. Go quickly and get ready." Both of us did shopping first. I bought a saree for Pihu and a shirt-pant for myself, and do the shopping for our other family members. Pihu chose the pink fabric for her blouse, which would suit her fair complexion. After shopping, we had dinner at a restaurant. Then we watched a romantic movie, which also had some hot scenes. While watching the movie, I was caressing her thighs, and her pussy became wet. I caressed her pussy over her panty as well. We left for home at 11.30 pm. It was quite late in the night, but due to the Puja, there was a huge crowd of people and the car on the way. Before returning home, we had met many tailors, but all of them refused to take new orders at that time. I even offered them double payment, but they did not agree. All the tailors said the same thing that they would not take any new orders right then, there is already pressure of orders. If possible, we should come after the Puja. Pihu was a little disappointed by all this. She thought that some tailor would stitch her blouse in the greed of double payment. But this did not happen. I consoled her and said, “Don't lose your heart, darling. We will come again tomorrow and try again.” She did not say anything, and kept looking out of the car window. She was wearing a light blue colored saree, which was sticking to her gorgeous body and her boobs and ass were protruding from that saree. She was sitting next to me in the car. I was continuously talking to her, but her eyes were on the shops on the way. She was looking at the boards of every shop carefully, hoping to find a tailor's shop. Half the way had passed. I saw three tailor's shops, but all were closed. My heart sank. I felt bad for Pihu. Poor girl might not be able to wear a new blouse with a new saree this year. Just then we were passing through a market, where there were many shops. Our house was some away from there. And some shops in the market were still open. And then her eyes fell on a board - 'Salim Tailoring House'. And on seeing that shop, Pihu immediately said to me, "Bijan, stop the car, and park it on the side." I looked at her in surprise, but stopped the car. I said to Pihu, "What happened, darling? Why did you ask me to stop?" She picked up the bundle of clothes and headed towards that shop without saying anything. I immediately parked the car and followed her. The shutter of the shop was half closed, but a faint light was visible inside. She bent down and started entering the shop. I shouted after her to stop, "Pihu, stop! It is not right to enter the shop so late in the night. We will come tomorrow." But she did not stop. She took the clothes and entered the shop from under the shutter. I too was forced to enter the shop behind her.


The atmosphere of the shop was not at all like it seemed from outside. The shop was much smaller than I had expected. There was only space for two or at most three people in the shop. An old bulb was burning inside the shop, which was giving out dim light. And the light was not able to see even one corner of the shop properly, let alone the whole shop. Some clothes were lying scattered on the floor. And the sound of a sewing machine was coming from a corner of the shop, which stopped working as soon as we both entered the shop. And from behind that machine, I saw a thin and dark shadowy silhouette figure. And it came out from behind the machine and started coming forward. Pihu was standing right in front of me, she also saw that shadowy figure coming towards us. And she got scared and came two steps back and stood next to me. That shadowy figure came forward and stood under the light, and I saw that he was an old man, whose age could be anything from 60 to 70. He was very thin and all his hair was white. He was wearing a kurta and lungi. He had an inch tape hanging from his neck and a pencil hanging from his ear. Looking at him, it seemed that he was an old but hardworking tailor. He first looked at me. And then at Pihu. His eyes roamed from her face to her feet. And then he said, “The shop is closed. You all go home. Come tomorrow.” His voice was harsh but strong. His words created a strange stir in my heart. He was constantly staring at Pihu's body, and his eyes were piercing her tits and pussy under her saree. I did not like his look much at first. Then he looked at me and said, “Sir, it is not right to go out so late at night with such a beautiful woman. This area is not good. You all go tonight, come tomorrow morning. Whatever work is there, I will do it.” That old man was talking to us in a very soft manner and was looking straight into our eyes. But still I did not like this atmosphere very much. I was feeling suffocated. I whispered in Pihu's ear, "Pihu, let's go from here. We will come tomorrow." But she completely ignored me and brought a light smile on her lips and said to that old man, "Uncle, we are new to this area. Our house is far from here. We do not know any other tailor. While passing by, we saw the name of your shop, so we came here. My name is Pihu. I want to get a new blouse stitched for Durga Puja. We have visited many tailor shops, but no one is ready to take our order. Please do not disappoint me." Hearing Pihu's words, the old man smiled a little. There was mischief in his smile. He said, "Madam, you have come quite late. There are only a few days left for the Puja. At this time no tailor will take your order. And secondly, I already have a lot of work. I cannot take any more orders." Hearing this, Pihu again became disappointed. But she again requested, "Uncle, no matter how much work you have, you have to stitch only one blouse, you can stitch it. Isn't it? Please take my measurements. Otherwise I won't be able to wear new clothes in this Puja. Please uncle." Pihu was trying her best to impress that old man with her words, but I said nothing, instead quietly sat on a chair kept at a corner. My silence was probably giving her more courage. The tailor once looked at Pihu with deep eyes and said, "Okay, Madam, I will stitch your blouse. You stand. I will take your measurements." Pihu became happy after hearing his words. She happily stood up to give her measurements. I remained silent and started looking at both of them. Some strange thoughts were going on in my mind. My gut feeling was repeatedly screaming that something is definitely going to happen in the near future. Pihu stood in front of him. She handed over the cloth she had bought for the blouse to the old man and said, “Take this cloth for my blouse. You have to take the measurement for that only.” The tailor took the cloth from Pihu and ran his slender fingers over it and then said, “Okay madam, I have checked the cloth. Now I need the measurement of your curvy body. You stand like this.” He waved both his hands and showed her how to stand. Now the old man was staring at my wife's body without any hesitation. And I started feeling happy seeing him. I had understood his style of luring ladies but now I was waiting to confirm it.


The old tailor said to Pihu, "Madam, come, let me take your measurements first." Saying this, he came to her with the inch tape. Pihu suddenly said, "Uncle, will you be able to take my measurements properly? I mean that I want my blouse to fit perfectly, there should be no mistake." The old man laughed a little after listening to her and then said, "I have been working in ladies tailor shop for more than 50 years, Madam. Till date, my fingers have never taken anyone's wrong measurements. And neither have I given anyone a chance to complain till date. I hope, I will not give you such a chance either. Actually you can say that I see and measure with my fingers. You stand quietly and let me do my work." Pihu was probably feeling ashamed of her own question, she said, "No uncle, I did not mean that at all. You take my measurements." Then that old man stood in front of my wife and made her open her arms on both sides. Then he removed the anchal of the saree (lapel) from Pihu's chest and placed it on the ground. This made Pihu a little shy. Both her tits covered by the blouse were emerging dangerously in the front. I sat quietly and started looking at that man in despair. At first, for some time, that man admired my wife's beauty and her boobs to his heart's content. Perhaps Pihu was also feeling a little uncomfortable due to his gaze, but she had nothing else in her hand. She was standing in front of that man with her arms spread on both sides. After looking at her carefully for some time, that man finally started taking her measurements. When Pihu goes out with me, and when she wears a saree, most of the time she wears sleeveless, backless and deep cut blouse. She was wearing the same kind of blouse even today. And when that old man removed the end of the saree from her chest, she was standing only in her sleeveless and deep cut blouse. And both her boobs were peeping out from inside that blouse. That man started moving his palms on my wife's open arms and armpits. Then he took his hand on the torso, on the ass, and finally on the legs, from top to bottom. Before Pihu could say anything, he came behind her and suddenly grabbed Pihu's boobs in his hands, starting from the back exposed by the blouse. And started pressing her boobs slowly. Seeing his actions, not only Pihu but even I was surprised. I was surprised to see such courage of a 70-year-old man. He was pressing my wife's boobs in front of me on the pretext of taking her measurements! But I remained silent, the thing that was surprising me even more was Pihu's silence. When that old man was pressing her boobs from behind, she did not refuse him even once nor did she say anything. Instead, she was standing in front of me and feeling the touch of that old man's hands on her boobs! Seeing this, the cuckold husband inside me got relief once again. While he was pressing my wife's boobs, the part of his dick was rubbing against her ass. His passion for continuously pressing her boobs and inserting his dick in the crack of her ass was increasing. I could not remain silent any longer and asked him, "Do you measure all women like this?" The old man looked at me once. There was clearly a mischievous smile on his face. Maybe he understood why I was asking him this question. He said continuing smiling mischievously, "Yes, of course. I have many other methods of taking measurements, if I need, I use them too." I said, "So they don't say anything to you? Do they quietly let you take measurements like this?" Hearing my words, he laughed again and said, "Your wife is also standing quietly in front of you and giving me her measurements, doesn’t she? The rest of the women also let me do my work like this. When I touch the body parts of women, they don't say anything to me. Because they know, this is my way of working. And I have been doing my work like this for 50 years and will do it in future too. I see the body of a woman through my fingers. I have seen, touched, measured many women, but I will admit that I have never seen beauty like your wife before today." I understood that that man must be saying something like this to every woman. This was his trick. That pervert tailor was still caressing and pressing Pihu's boobs. Anyway, he started taking the measurement again. In between, he would hold and lift Pihu's boobs, so that he could take the correct measurement. His actions had started to make me feel some sensation inside me but Pihu did not pay much attention. And I myself also did not want to show that I was feeling sensation. He could do whatever he wanted with my wife, I had no problem with that. After he took the measurements, Pihu stood a little away from him. He said to Pihu, “I have taken your measurements properly madam, by the way what is your bra size?” She was a little shocked at his question. But she said shyly, “34.” The man asked again, “And the cup size?” Pihu again replied shyly, “D.” Nodding his head, he said, “I thought yes… I did measure but I thought it would be better to ask you once, which bra size do you wear and what is your cup size. That way I will understand the size of your blouse.” The old man now gave Pihu an old photo album and said, "This album has blouses of many designs, which I have measured, cut and stitched. And their craftsmanship is unmatched. Show me the kind of blouse you want to get stitched." Pihu took the album from his hand and while turning the pages, her eyes stopped on a deep neck blouse with a string on the back. She liked that design. Showing him that design, she said, "I like this design. Please stitch a similar blouse for me." He also looked at it and said, "Madam, it will look very good on your firm boobs. I will have to give in to your choice." I felt a little strange at his comment, but then I thought that this is the normal language of tailors. Looking at Pihu once again, he said, “Madam, do one thing, I already have blouses of your size and design of your choice. Try one of them and then let me know. This will help me cut and stitch your blouse properly. And your blouse will fit you well. You wait, I will bring it right away.” His language was so open that Pihu started feeling shy. But thinking it to be his professional style, she remained silent. And so did I. The atmosphere was moving in my favor, due to which I might get a chance to see Pihu getting fucked by a stranger once again. He once again went inside the shop. And in two-three minutes he came back with a similar blouse.


He gave the blouse to Pihu and said, "Madam, you try this blouse on. And tell me." Pihu took the blouse from his hand and said, "Okay, I will try it on. But where is your trial room here?" He said laughing, "Madam, you make good jokes. Where will I get a trial room in this small shop of mine, tell me?" Pihu was a little surprised and said, "Then where will I wear it?" He replied laughing again, "Where else? Right here." Pihu said nervously, "How can I change here?" He said, "Why, what is the problem in this? Your husband is sitting in front of you. And then there is me. I am an old man, why should you be shy of me? Come on, quickly try it on and share it with me. Don't delay." Now I said to Pihu, "Darling, it is very late, and we are also getting late to go home. Don't delay any more, you change here." Pihu did not want to do this at all, but in the excitement of getting the blouse stitched and on my insistence, she agreed. She slowly removed the sari from her chest and took it off and placed it on the floor and started opening the buttons of the blouse she was wearing. And then she took off the blouse. Now my wife was standing in front of a 70-year-old pervert old man in her bra and petticoat. But when she went back to wear the new blouse, the old man stopped her and said, “Madam, try the blouse without your bra. Otherwise, the size and fitting cannot be judged.” Pihu looked at me once and I asked her to do so by gestures. She was forced to take her hands behind her back and opened the hook of her bra and removed that bra from her body and threw it on the floor. And in a moment, both her fair tits were openly exposed in front of that pervert old man. The old man started staring at Pihu's naked boobs with his eyes. Pihu's head had lowered in shame, but I was taking advantage of this scene. I saw that a bulge had started appearing in the old man's lungi, just like it had started appearing in my pant as well. Now Pihu quickly wore that blouse. But then she realized a problem, how to tie the string on her back. Seeing her hesitating, the old man went to her and asked, "Any problem, madam?" She told him. Pihu was only in her petticoat and above that was only that half-open blouse with string. He looked at her and said, "Give it to me, I will tie it." Pihu hesitated a little, but still stood with her back towards him. He started tying the strings one by one, in just three strings, Pihu realized that this blouse is a little tight. She said, "It is getting very tight for me!" Now the old man also realized, so he started opening the string again and said, "Madam, it seems this is small, I will bring a bigger size than this." Before Pihu could say anything, he himself removed the blouse from her arms and went back. When the blouse was removed, Pihu was naked from above. He too had removed the blouse so quickly that she did not even get a chance to hide her boobs. She could have said something, but by then he had gone. She quickly hid her tits with her arms.


After a while, the old man returned and he had a new blouse in his hand. He handed the blouse to Pihu. She wore the blouse. The old man started tying the strings of her blouse again. He tied a knot and asked her to raise her arms. Pihu raised her arms and he started looking at the fitting carefully and said, “Madam, this size is absolutely correct. And this will fit you. I will stitch it in this size.” Pihu asked him, “When will you give me this blouse?” Hearing this, a mischievous smile again bloomed on the face of the old tailor. He did not say anything, on the contrary, he started staring at Pihu. She did not understand anything at first. She looked at me in surprise. I was as surprised as she was. But looking at the expression on the old man's face, it was clear that something must be going on in his mischievous mind. Pihu asked him again, “Tell me uncle when will you stitch my blouse for me?” Now the old tailor looked at her with deep eyes and said, “Madam, if you take off all your clothes and get naked in front of me, then I will stitch your blouse and get it ready before the Puja. Otherwise it will be impossible for me to stitch this blouse during the Puja.” His words not only hit Pihu but also my ears like a bomb. Pihu looked at the old man in shock and then at me. Then she lowered her eyes in shame. She had never thought that a 70-year-old skinny old man would take advantage of her helplessness in this way. But I liked this thing said by the old man. So I did not say anything. I just started looking at both of them. This thing was probably shocking Pihu even more. She thought that I would now get angry, abuse the tailor, and take her out of the shop. But nothing like that happened. I sat quietly and looked at both of them. My silence was a shock for her. Pihu looked at me and said angrily, “Come Bijan, let's go home. I don't want anything stitched.” Saying this she turned around, but before that the tailor quickly got up and ran and closed the shutter completely. Then he came back and said, “Sir, may God give you a lot of progress, may he always keep you happy. I will not only stitch this blouse, but as long as I am alive, I will stitch all the clothes of your house for free, that too on priority. I have never seen such a beautiful woman before. Such amazing youth! Please sir, I want to see your wife naked.” I remained silent even after hearing his words. But Pihu looked into his eyes and said, “You are taking advantage of my helplessness. Do you think that if you strip me naked, my husband will not say anything? You will have to grind flour in jail for the rest of your life for this shit!” But her threat had no effect on that old man. On the contrary, he kept laughing loudly. Then he said, “I have not turned my hair, beard and pubic hair white in the sun just like that, madam. My eyes can sense everything beforehand. I can tell what kind of person he is just by looking at his face. Your husband is a number one impotent man. If he was a real man, he would not have sat quietly and watched whatever was happening to his wife for so long. He would have taken you away from here long ago. But he did not go. This can mean two things, one, maybe he has seen you getting fucked by someone else before. Or two, he wants to see his wife getting fucked by someone else in front of his eyes. If my guess isn’t wrong, then the first guess is probably correct. Isn't it? You have got fucked by other men many times before today in front of your husband, right?" Pihu was shocked to hear that old man and looked at me once. But I did not say anything to him, nor to that old man. I just sat at my place like a stone statue. Seeing me sitting quietly, the courage of that old man increased even more. He again said to Pihu, "Look Madam, you are not a virgin girl. You are a married woman. So it is obvious that you must have got fucked by your husband hundreds of times. And when neither you nor your husband are responding to my words, it means my doubt was correct. You have got fucked by other men many times in front of your husband. So if you get fucked by me once more, your beauty will not decrease. Your husband is sitting right in front of me, I will not do much. Just let me see your real youth and give me just one chance to fuck you. I will stitch all your clothes for free throughout my life. Show me your youth, madam. Nothing else.” There was a strange fire in his words. The heat of which was probably affecting Pihu. She did not move from her place, she kept standing on her place. That old tailor went to her without hesitation. Neither I stopped him, nor did Pihu. He pulled the string of Pihu's petticoat. The petticoat also slid down. I knew that today Pihu had deliberately not worn any panty under her petticoat. I had already known that when I had touched her pussy under the saree and petticoat in the cinema hall. When I asked her, she answered me smilingly, "Consider this a surprise gift from me for you, darling." Neither she nor I knew that the real surprise was in her destiny. When the old man pulled down Pihu's petticoat, in one go Pihu's clean, hairless pussy was revealed to him. The man came in front of Pihu and started caressing her pussy lovingly. His touch sent electricity through Pihu's body. He said softly, "Madam, your pussy is very beautiful. It has been ages since I saw such a soft, delicate and hairless pussy. Thank you very much for showing me your secret treasure." Saying this, he ran one of his fingers over Pihu's pussy, then he looked at Pihu's face and said smilingly, "Look, Madam, look at the condition of your pussy. It has become so wet! Who knows since when it was releasing its juice? Now I will have to do something. Right?" He asked this question to Pihu while looking at her, but Pihu did not answer him. She herself would not have thought that her own body would also behave like this with him. She kept her head down in shame and stood at her place. I also remained silent. My silence probably gave her courage. While looking at me with her corner of the eyes she said to the old tailor man softly, “Then what are you thinking? First lick and clean my wet pussy in front of this coward man, then fuck me.” (Contd.)

 

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Part 33 – Pihu Measured Back The Tailor

I have never seen my wife Pihu as a licentious, corrupt, promiscuous woman. In my eyes, she is the same innocent, naive, homely girl that she was on the first day of our marriage. It was me who gave her a chance to develop a different view of sex in her mind. If I had not exposed her to others, had kept my wife only inside my limit like you people, then perhaps she would have remained the same innocent and naive girl even today. I myself have strangled her innocence with my own hands and made her such a licentious and slutty woman. Whatever she is today, it is me and only me who is the reason for it. Anyway, let's come back to the story. My wife Pihu had allowed a 70-year-old, unknown tailor to fuck her in front of her husband, i.e. me. The fire in her pussy had flared up so much by then that now she had no shame. The tailor had removed her petticoat and made her naked below her waist. His fingers were caressing her pussy lovingly and sending electricity through her body. But he had not yet touched the blouse that Pihu was wearing. Her tits were imprisoned inside the blouse without a bra, and her nipples were hard and were stretching above the cloth. I was quietly sitting on a chair in a corner and watching everything, how a 70-year-old man was preparing a girl who was less than half his age to get fucked in front of her own husband. And my silence was a green signal for both of them. Both of them were trying to satisfy their respective lust in front of me. And I was quietly sitting on a chair and watching the live porn of both of them. The tailor quickly turned Pihu to the other side. Now her front side was right in front of my eyes. I could clearly see her naked pussy and protruding clit. One hand of the tailor was caressing her soft hairless pussy very lovingly, his fingers were sliding on the lips of her wet pussy. With the other hand, he started pressing her boobs over the blouse. His touch was so hot that finally Pihu moaned, which she had been suppressing for a long time beneath her lips. "Ahh...!!!" Her moans started echoing in every nook & corner of that small tailoring shop. Her moans were like pouring honey on my ears. From these moans, I could clearly understand how much she had become hot and horny. And she did not care at all about the fact that at this moment if a young boy was standing in front of her, or a 70-year-old man, who was helping her to reach her destination. She just wanted to extinguish the fire burning in her body, no matter who was in front of her, even if it was a 70-year-old man. It was not going to make any difference to her. And to be honest, it was seeming not making any difference to her. The tailor now looked at me and said, “Sir, what a hot piece of butter your wife is!!! So beautiful and so hot! You must be fucking her every day, shoving your dick in her pussy. But you might not be able to fuck her properly, that is why Madam keeps getting herself fucked by other men. And you might not know how this beauty's body responds to every thrust of a real dick. Today you will see for yourself, when a woman gets real sex, how happy she could be.” Hearing his words, Pihu's pussy probably became wetter. An unknown man is talking about stripping my wife and fucking her, and I was sitting quietly watching him doing it. My silence burnt the remaining shyness inside Pihu. She left her body completely loose, as if saying, “Do whatever you want to do. My impotent husband will just keep watching. He will not do anything.” The tailor removed his hand from her pussy and started opening the strings of her blouse with both his hands. With each string opening, Pihu's breathing was getting faster. The blouse opened and he pulled it off her body and threw it towards me. Now she was completely naked from top to bottom. Her fair, fleshy boobs were free from any kind of confinement, and her nipples had become hard and fully erect. The tailor's hungry eyes were literally licking her body. One of his hands was kneading her pussy's clit, and the other was rubbing her nipples. Pihu could not stop herself from moaning once again, "Ohhh... more loudly..." Her moans were full of lust as well as pleasure. Through her moans, she was trying to tell me how a 70-year-old man was giving her full pleasure right in front of me and I was sitting on the other side and could see and hear her enjoying this pleasure. In front of me, my own wife was not able to stop herself from moaning while enjoying herself like a cheap market prostitute. And I was very happy to see this scene happening in front of my eyes. Her moans were reaching my heart through my ears and giving me a strange kind of relief. And seeing her enjoying fully, I don't know when my cock must have become erect in my pant. But this scene did not hide from the eyes of that old man. Now he said laughing and taunting me, "Sir, I have been seeing since then, your cock has also become erect after seeing this beauty naked. Take off your clothes and watch the show, you will enjoy more. Otherwise the cock will release its juice inside, and your pant will get spoiled. Madam, now you lie down here in front." He asked Pihu to lie down, but she stood at her place. She wanted that old man to torment her more. The tailor removed his hands from her body and started taking off his own clothes. He first took off his vest. My heart sank when I saw his thin, shrunken chest. His skin was wrinkled due to his age. He had big white hair on his chest. His chest was covered with sweat. And his sweat was shining on his hairy chest, and with every breath he took, his weak chest was moving up and down vigorously. Pihu kept looking at him. Disappointment could be clearly seen on her face too. Because she had come to know that this old man would not be able to make her very happy due to his age. I also felt the same. But both of us were so mistaken. We both had made a mistake in judging that old man, especially Pihu, for which she had to pay for it soon.


The old tailor now looked at Pihu and said, "Madam, there is no shame between us now. Just like I stripped you, you strip me in the same way." Pihu quickly turned to the other side and holding his dick over his lungi (traditional garment for Indian men), looked into his eyes and said to the old man in a lustful voice, "You are playing a game with me, right? You like playing games with beautiful women like me? Perhaps you are in a hurry to tease women. Other women might have tolerated you out of fear and for shame, but today you have to deal with a lioness. Today I will show you, old man, what I am. You have set my body on fire. Now you will have to extinguish it." The old tailor was a little shocked to hear her words. He might not have even thought that she would reply in such a way. The old man was a little flustered by her retort. He said, "I don't understand, Madam! How can such a beautiful woman doubt me? I mean, didn't you hear how I praised your body? You can see what I am feeling right now." Indeed, the lungi had made a tent at the place where his dick was. After touching Pihu's body, that bastard old man's dick had become fully erect. Pihu caught his dick in her hands from above the lungi in one go and said, "Do you want me to take care of this dick of yours?" I understood that now Pihu had started provoking that old man. Both of them were staring at each other and I could clearly see lust in their eyes. The old ladies’ tailor smiled with lustful eyes and took Pihu's pussy in his hand again and started caressing the lips of the pussy again. He understood that by doing this Pihu becomes weak very soon, and that clever old man started trying to take advantage of her weakness. And I must admit that he was successful in this to some extent. Because once again suddenly the touch of that old man's rough finger on her delicate pussy made Pihu's whole body quiver for once. She tried to stop herself from moaning by pressing and biting her lower lips under her teeth. But I doubted how long she would be successful in doing this. Because now that old man was not only moving his finger on her pussy, but also was caressing his pussy. He started slowly inserting his wrinkled rough finger into Pihu's delicate pussy hole. Due to which her pussy started releasing more of its juices, due to which the old man's finger got completely wet in a moment. Pihu was standing on the ground somehow, but her body was trembling from waist to feet. But even then she did not let go of the old man's dick, she was still holding it. But her fist on it was slowly loosening. Pihu's eyes were already closed, now her breaths were becoming deep and hot. Her face had turned red. She was trying her best not to become weak in front of that old man. But that old man was also an old and expert player of this game, he knew every trick of this game very well. He had come to know that Pihu had become completely weak. Now she would break down at any time. As soon as he realized this, he increased the speed of his finger. Now his finger was moving in and out of Pihu's pussy with speed. A 70 year old man was fingering my wife's pussy. My wife was enjoying it. And I, her husband, was sitting on a chair at some distance from her and enjoying this scene by watching her enjoying. Now Pihu herself held the old man's hand and started fingering her pussy while making him enter her pussy. "Ummm..." Finally, the moan came out of her mouth which she had been suppressing in her mouth for a long time. Seeing her moaning and fingering her own pussy, it seemed as if a new enthusiasm came in that old man. He started fucking Pihu's pussy with his finger even harder. The juices from Pihu's pussy had flowed down her thighs and reached her ankles. And due to fingering her wet pussy, her pussy started making "fuch...fuch" sounds. With time, the speed of the finger increased even more. Now it was becoming impossible for Pihu to stand on her own. She was somehow standing with the full weight of her body on the old man's shoulders. Her legs were trembling like a dry tree in front of a storm. I knew that she would not be able to control herself for long and would cum any time. And that is what happened. She inserted the old man's finger completely into her pussy and in one stroke, she squirted her pussy juices. The stream of juices coming out of her pussy soaked the old man's wrists. Pihu's body was trembling badly. The old man was helping her to stand by holding her in his arms gently and lovingly. In front of my very eyes, my wife was enjoying the pleasure of orgasming by throwing herself in the arms of a 70 year old man. Till the time Pihu was orgasming, that old man did not remove his finger from her pussy. He kept standing quietly with his finger inserted in her pussy and Pihu in his arms and let Pihu orgasm and let her enjoy the orgasm completely.


After some time Pihu opened her eyes and found that the old tailor was holding her in his arms very lovingly. And that old man was looking at her smiling lovingly. Pihu also looked at him. Now I saw love and gratitude in his eyes instead of lust. That old man asked her in a very calm voice, "How did you like the magic of my fingers, Madam? You liked it, right?" Pihu did not say a single word for a few moments. She was continuously looking at him. And then suddenly she pulled his head from behind and placed her soft lips on his hard manly lips and started kissing him. That old man also held her waist and pulled her towards him. One of his hands was on Pihu's ass. And he was caressing her ass in a natural way. Pihu now placed his lips between her lips and started sucking them. Now that old man also started supporting her completely. He again started licking and sucking her soft lips. Both of them were standing and kissing each other holding each other's body, in such a way that it did not seem at all that they were strangers to each other. Rather, it seemed as if they were a newly married couple who were kissing each other on their honeymoon. Pihu now inserted her tongue into the old man's mouth and started sucking it. The old man also did the same. Now his hand was roaming on Pihu's ass freely. Now he was pressing her ass tightly. But neither Pihu nor the old man had any eye on this. Both of them were just busy sucking each other's tongue. After kissing like this for some time, both of them moved a little. And Pihu sat on her knees on the ground in front of the old man. And opened his lungi. And as soon as she did this, a small scream came out of her mouth. The reason for it was also justified. That old man was not wearing any underwear under his lungi. And as soon as Pihu untied the knot of his lungi, his lungi fell down on the ground and his erect dick came in front of her eyes in one stroke. I had already said that both of us had made a mistake in judging that old man. And now we, especially Pihu, knew the reason for this. Seeing that old man's dick, not only Pihu but even I was in a bad condition. Seeing his dick, it was not possible to tell at all that it was the dick of a 70-year-old man. Looking at it, it looked like the dick of a 30 or 35-year-old man. His dick was as big in size as it was thick and black. It seemed that his dick would be at least twice as big and as thick as mine. Its color was pitch black like coal. And it was moving in front of Pihu's eyes like a black mamba snake. Seeing the size of his dick, Pihu must have lost her senses. She kept looking at his dick with surprised eyes. Seeing the surprise in Pihu's eyes, the old man's eyes lit up. His pride in his dick was clearly visible on his face. And along with this, I also came to know that by then Pihu will have to bear immense pain in taking it in her pussy. The old man took his strong dick in his hands and started hitting it slowly on both the cheeks of Pihu one after the other. The pre-cum coming out from the tip of his dick fell on Pihu's cheeks. The old man himself started applying it on both the cheeks of Pihu with his dick like a cream. I thought Pihu would stop him from doing this. But she did not do anything like that. On the contrary, she kept sitting in front of his dick like a loyal and obedient girl and was letting him apply the pre-cum on her cheeks. Seeing this, I was surprised. After rubbing his pre-cum on Pihu's cheeks with his dick for a while, he stopped and then placed his dick on her lips gently. The swollen tip of his dick was like a pink egg. He started rubbing it on Pihu's lips slowly. And then Pihu opened her mouth herself and invited his dick to come inside her mouth. But the old man did not hurry even for a moment. He calmly put only the tip of his dick inside her mouth. The rest of it was outside her mouth. Pihu welcomed the tip of his dick in her mouth with her tongue. She lightly touched the hole of his dick with her tongue, due to which a current ran through the old man's body. The old man held Pihu's head by her hair and started slowly putting it in her mouth. And Pihu held his dick in her hands and started taking it in her mouth. Slowly the old man's dick went inside Pihu's mouth. But I saw that more than half of his dick was outside her mouth. And both his testicles were hanging like ripe litchis. There were big, thick brown and white pubic hairs around his dick. I have told this many times before that Pihu does not like to have hair on her body as well as on other's body, especially around the dick. According to her, it causes a strong smell of sweat, which she does not like at all. And she does not like pubic hair poking and entering her eyes and nose while sucking dick. That is why she keeps cleaning the pubic hair growing around my dick every day along with the hair on her armpits and pussy. But sometimes she comes across such men whose dicks have thick and smelly pubic hair around them. Despite not liking it, she has to take that smelly and hairy dick in her mouth and suck it. Like today. I could clearly see that the strong smell of sweat from that old man's pubic hair was probably going into Pihu's nose, and his big and thick pubic hair was entering her nose and eyes. But still she had to continue sucking that dick, even if she was forced to do so. But another thing I felt along with that was that Pihu was very happy to get that big dick. Because after a long time she got such a big and strong dick. But along with that I also got worried about one thing that how will she take that big and strong dick in her pussy, and what will be the condition of her pussy after taking it completely. But looking at Pihu, it did not seem at all that this thing was even in her mind. She was comfortably sucking the old man's dick while caressing it with her hands. And licking it with her tongue. In between, she was pressing and massaging his hanging balls with her fingers. That old man must have never had his dick sucked by inserting it in the mouth of such beautiful women in such way. He was enjoying Pihu's sucking on his dick with his eyes closed.


Pihu was sucking his dick very nicely, lovingly and slowly. She was also moving her tongue around the dick, due to which a layer of Pihu's saliva was formed on the old man's dick. Pihu took the dick out of her mouth and started scratching its swollen head with her nails, and also started jerking the dick with her hand. Perhaps she was trying to make him cum as soon as possible. But the old man was not moving an inch. His eyes were still closed. But still he carefully put his dick back in Pihu's mouth. Pihu was forced to take his dick in her mouth once again. But now the old man did not give her a chance to suck it, he held Pihu's hair tightly from behind and started fucking her mouth quite ruthlessly. I have already told you that his dick was very big and thick in size. I saw that when his dick entered Pihu's mouth, her mouth and cheeks kept swelling outwards. This made me realize that Pihu was having a lot of trouble in taking his big dick in her mouth. But still she did not give up. While taking his dick in her mouth in a very wonderful way, she was giving him a chance to fuck her mouth and at the same time she was also trying to make him cum by licking and sucking his dick. Although she was not succeeding much in this, but she did not stop trying. Now the old man's grip on Pihu's hair started getting tighter, along with that the speed of his dick also started increasing. He did not open his eyes even once. He was fucking Pihu's mouth with his eyes closed. With a single thrust, he was pushing his dick down to Pihu's throat. His dick was getting stuck in Pihu's throat every time. Due to this, a strange and muffled sound of "Gung... Gung..." started coming out of her mouth. But that old man did not stop and kept fucking Pihu's mouth mercilessly. For a moment, I felt that he would cum in Pihu's mouth. But he proved once again how great and skilled a player he was in this game of fucking. Whenever I felt that he would cum now, or he himself felt so, even then he would become completely calm. And he would stand calm while inserting his dick completely inside Pihu's mouth. And then he would start pushing with full enthusiasm. In this way, for 10 to 15 minutes, without stopping and without cumming, that old man kept fucking my wife's mouth without any mercy. I was realizing that Pihu must be feeling pain in her jaws while sitting like that and taking that big dick in her mouth, but she was forced to take that dick in her mouth. After fucking her mouth for a long time like this, the old man stopped. Along with Pihu, I also thought that maybe he is about to cum now. But instead of cumming, he had some other intention. He pulled out his saliva-covered dick from Pihu's mouth. Pihu looked at him with surprise for a moment and then quickly held his dick in her hands and said, "Uncle, your dick is ready. Don't trouble me anymore and just shove it in the pussy of this slut of yours." I felt that the old man was probably waiting for this from Pihu. His method was really different. He makes every woman so helpless and vulnerable that every woman has to beg him to fuck her, even if she is forced to do so. And when a woman begs him for his dick, then only he fucks that woman. He used the same method with Pihu too. First he helped her to cum by fingering her pussy. And after that he fucked her mouth mercilessly with his big and strong dick and when finally Pihu knelt down in front of him and begged him to fuck her, then only he decided to fuck her. Till then the old man kept tormenting her. As soon as Pihu said this, he put his hands under Pihu's ass and back and lifted her from the ground, as if she was a light doll. He made Pihu stand upside down on the sewing table in front of her. He spread both her legs as much as possible on both sides, due to which both the lips of her pussy opened and the hole of her pink colored pussy started peeping out. And after that the old man did not waste even a minute. And the very next moment that old tailor stood behind my wife. Holding his dick with one hand, he spit well on its tip and with the other hand he set the tip of his dick between the lips of her pussy. Then he pushed it one thrust. With this thrust, the head of his dick entered inside, tearing the delicate lips of Pihu's pussy, and Pihu screamed, "Oh my God, my pussy is torn... take it out quickly... I can't take it inside... I am in pain..." Pihu screamed loudly in agony, but the tailor did not care about her scream at all. He slapped her hard on the ass and said loudly, "Don't scream, whore. Will you gather the whole crowd? I have been tolerating your nonsense since then. Now let me fuck your pussy in peace." I saw that with that one slap, Pihu's fair ass had swollen and turned red. She did not say another word out of fear. That old man now started giving strong thrusts one after the other. With every thrust, his dick was touching the depths of Pihu's pussy. Pihu's pussy was not too tight and that big and thick dick was enough for her pussy. His dick was entering her pussy spreading it badly on both sides with every thrust. And with every thrust the old man's stomach was hitting Pihu's ass. With every thrust he would insert his entire dick in Pihu's pussy, and both his balls would remain hanging on the mouth of her pussy. The tailor said while fucking, "You bloody slut, when I first put my dick in my own wife's pussy, she was also of your age, but was a virgin. I did not have so much trouble in putting my dick in her pussy, as much as I am having in putting it in your fucked pussy. This shows how impotent your husband is. I don't know if he can fuck you properly or not. Doesn't he feed you his dick every day? Uff, what a tight and hot pussy you have, you slut!!! I am enjoying fucking you. I feel like fucking you like this every night. Now I understand why you keep getting fucked by others. You have become a number one whore for your husband. Listen to me and get involved in this business. Neither will you get your pussy empty nor your pocket. Become a professional whore, you slut." Despite that old man talking so dirty, Pihu did not say a single word. She rested her chest on that sewing table and spread her legs and started taking that old man's big dick in her pussy.


Pihu's whole body was shaking with every thrust of that old man. The creaking sound under the table and the sound of her moans were echoing in the whole room. After a few thrusts, her pussy started adjusting to the old man's dick. Now she also started tossing her ass and moaning, “Ahh… harder… fuck me uncle, tear my pussy.” To tell you the truth, I was able to see a different kind of happiness on Pihu's face today. She must have never enjoyed sex with me or anyone else as much as she was enjoying with this unknown tailor. His dick was tearing her pussy apart, and she was enjoying every thrust like a street whore. Hearing the old man's words, Pihu's pussy became wetter. She looked around and saw that I was sitting at a place from where I could clearly see the tailor's dick going in and out of her pussy. I was watching my wife getting fucked by someone else while masturbating my cock. But there was neither sadness nor anger on my face. I was enjoying this scene. I said to the tailor, “Uncle, you fucked my wife, but no one should know about this. Otherwise we will be defamed. Especially my wife." The tailor happily pushed harder and said, "I never defame any of my female customers. I won't even do that to your wife. But I will definitely fuck your wife in between, then don't stop me." Before I could say anything, Pihu said, "Uncle, you are fucking me, and if you want to fuck me, then tell me. Why are you talking to that impotent man? If he could fuck me properly, then would I keep getting myself fucked by others like you? No matter who the woman is, if she likes a man, and that man makes her happy with his fucking, then the woman needs that fucking more than the man. Now you make me happy, then we will think about the future." The old tailor kept thrusting. My cock had already released its cum. When my dick became loose, he got up and went to Pihu and started kneading her boobs. The tailor let my hand remain on Pihu's boobs for a minute, then removed it. He said, "Whenever your wife comes to my shop, she will be only my property. You too will not touch her. In this shop, this woman is not your wife, but my customer. I will not tolerate the hands of any other man on any woman in my shop. But yes, whenever I come to your house and fuck your wife, then you can also enjoy it. In your house, we both will enjoy this property together." The old tailor was fucking Pihu for the first time, but he had started dreaming of coming to my house and fucking my wife. The fuck had lasted much longer than I had fucked Pihu. The tailor's dick was going in and out of Pihu's pussy, and both his hands were caressing every part of her. Her hands were also sliding on the old man's back, his buttocks, and his chest. His sweat was sticking to Pihu's fingers, and the heat of his muscles was making her even hotter. When she started getting tired, Pihu would hold the old man tightly with her thighs and arms. She did this every time. The tailor said, "You bitch, it doesn't look like it, but your thighs and arms have a lot of strength. Hundreds of men will fuck you, yet you will remain fresh." Pihu said, “Now that I am getting fucked by you, why are you flattering me unnecessarily? You may not have fucked me for even an hour, but I am getting tired.” The tailor said, “That is because your husband must not have fucked you for even half an hour. You are a very hot piece of ass, whore.” Sometimes the old tailor would fuck fast, and sometimes he would suddenly press his dick in Pihu's pussy and start sucking her boobs. He would kiss her cheeks and lips. After three years of our marriage, Pihu was understanding that sex is not just the thrust of the dick, it is also a man's expression of love for a woman. The tailor's caressing her body, kissing every part of her, was his love for Pihu. He did not just want to shove his dick in her pussy, he also wanted to love her. I said, “Uncle, how long will you guys fuck? It is two o'clock in the night, we also have to go home.” There was neither anger nor resentment in my tone. The tailor said, "What should I do, Sir? My dick has liked your wife's pussy very much. The dick does not want to come out of the pussy." Pihu said, “Increase the speed, push it in deeper. Ahh, it is so much fun.” Just like I was not angry that someone was fucking my wife in front of my eyes, similarly Pihu also had no shame in getting fucked by a stranger in front of her husband. She kept taking that old man's dick in her pussy shamelessly. The tailor was also a human after all. Suddenly both his speed and strength increased. He held Pihu tightly in his arms, pushed hard. Every bone of Pihu started creaking. Her pussy started shrinking, and she ejaculated. And after a moment that old man also inserted his dick completely in Pihu's pussy and released his cum inside. It felt as if the tension of Pihu's whole body got collected in her pussy, and as soon as the tailor released his hot squirt in her pussy, all her tension ended. Both of them kept taking long breaths holding each other in their arms. When their breathing became normal, both of them hugged each other. They kissed wildly. Then they both moved away from the table.


Without saying anything, the tailor started taking her measurements again. I said, “You took the measurement of her blouse, right? What else are you measuring?” The tailor did not say anything to me, he told Pihu, “Come for the trial day after tomorrow at 11 pm. By then I will have your blouse ready. But be careful, do not bring your husband with you. Come alone.” We had entered his shop around 11 pm. And after getting fucked by that old man, when we left the shop, it was 2 am. Pihu had not worn her saree back, she had brought it with her. She was only in blouse and petticoat, which the tailor had made her wear in a half-hearted manner. I started the car. Only the sound of our car's engine was echoing in the silence of the night. Pihu was still in the same intoxication, the memories of the tailor's big dick and his ruthless fucking were floating in her mind. Her pussy was still wet with that old man's cum, and there was a strange restlessness in her body. I rubbed her pussy hard over her petticoat. She was sitting almost naked next to me, her tits were peeping out of her blouse. As soon as I rubbed her pussy, she looked at me and smiled. I asked her, "How was today's sex, darling?" She said, "Fantastic and memorable!" I said, "Will you come alone the day after tomorrow night or will I drop you?" She said, "No, you won't need to come. I will come alone." I said, "Will I get the left over?" She smiled and said, "Of course. You will get the left over today too, as soon as you go home. My pussy is full of that old man's cum. Eat as much as you can." Saying this, she placed her lips on mine. Our lips joined together. And our car started moving towards home, teasing the silence of the night. (Contd.)

 

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Part 34 – Poor Pihu Had To Pay My Debt

Pihu’s POV- According to me, the most valuable asset of every person is his home. This is the only thing that he really owns. Where he is born, grows up. And finally he takes his last breath in the same home. For us women, we don’t have our own home in reality. Since the time we open our eyes, our father’s house is our home. And after marriage, our husband’s house becomes our home. And that house remains our home till our last breath. It is the job of us women to make our husband’s house our home and decorate it according to our wishes. Being a woman, I left my parent’s house after marriage and came to my husband’s house. And I considered it as my own home for the rest of my life. My husband Bijan’s ancestral house was in the village. His parents, that is, my father-in-law and mother-in-law and Bijan’s other relatives live there. After marriage, I stayed in that village for a few days. And then I started living in the city with Bijan. Bijan had already told you all in the very first part of this story that he has a government job. And he is transferred to another place every few years. So, along with him, I also have to go to many cities and set up my household. Finally, we both came and started living in this city about two years ago. And we got a 2 BHK flat from Bijan's office to live in. We have to pay a hefty rent or maintenance every month. We both had been married for three and a half years, and we did not intend to have children yet. Because my husband Bijan's salary is not high. His salary is enough to afford an upper middle class lifestyle. We are neither too rich nor too poor in terms of money. I also run the house with this much money without troubling him in matters of money. House rent, grocery items, electricity and water expenses, and rising inflation have broken our back. And one day our landlord told us that he is going to increase the house rent due to inflation. And from the next month itself we will have to pay the increased rent. Otherwise he instructed us to vacate the flat as soon as possible. It was as if the sky fell on us after hearing this suddenly. Both of us could not think what to do. We were stuck in the middle. If we pay the increased rent, then our monthly budget will be shaken. And we could not leave the flat all of a sudden like this as well. Because we knew very well that even after sweating in search of a new house, we would not be able to get a room on rent at a cheap rate suddenly. Both of us were troubled in this situation, and were thinking what to do. One night, Bijan and I were talking on this subject. While talking, suddenly I said to him, "Bijan, I think we can do one thing." He asked me, "What?" I said, “Instead of looking for a new house in rent, why don't we buy this flat? What do you say? Think, we have worked so hard but in all these days we haven't found a good house to live. And we don't even sure if we will find suitable one or not. And we have been living in this house for two years. It is easy for you to go to office from here. And we have a lot of acquaintances here. If we somehow buy this flat, then it will be our own property in the future. What do you say?” Bijan was listening to me quietly. He didn't say anything even after I asked him, he kept thinking something in his mind. Then he looked at me and said, “Darling, you are right. But there are many problems in this.” I asked, “Like?” He said, “For example, the price of this flat must be at least 50 to 60 lakhs, it can be more than that, I’m not sure. Where will we get so much money right now? And the second and most important thing is that my job will not be at one place. After one or two years, I will be transferred far away from this city, then what will happen to this flat? It will remain all vacant.” I said, “Why so? If we want, we will let other people live here on rent. And when you will retire, we will live in this flat.” Hearing my words, Bijan laughed a little. His laughter clearly reflected his disappointment and worry. He said laughing, “That is fine, but what about the money? We have only 15 days left. In such a short time, where will we arrange the money to buy this flat?” I said, “You have some your ancestral land in the village. What if we sell one or two of them?” He said, “That will not work either. We will fall short of money.” I said, “We can mortgage all the jewellery I have. I think we will get the remaining money from that.” Bijan shook his head after listening to me and expressed his disagreement and displeasure with my statement and said, “No darling. I will not use your jewellery in this matter. It is your deposit and will remain yours forever. We will find some other way.” I explained to him, “You are misunderstanding me, Bijan. I did not ask you to sell my jewellery. We will mortgage it to someone and take money on interest. We will buy this flat with that money. And think, just like those jewellery, after buying this flat, it will be a deposit for our future. It will become our property. We will have a permanent place to live in our old age. And we will pay the interest using the same money that we used to pay as rent for this flat every month. And slowly we will redeem all my jewellery.” Still he did not agree with me, he said, "No darling, I don't think this is right. And anyway where will we go with your jewellery?" I said, "We can go to the bank. I have heard, they give money on interest in exchange of jewellery. Bijan, listen to me, this will definitely prove to be a good deal." After convincing him for a long time, finally Bijan agreed with me. He said, "Okay, tomorrow I will first talk to our landlord, so that he gives us some more time instead of 15 days. And in the meantime I will talk to my father about the land. And I will also talk to the bank about money in exchange of your jewellery." I happily told him, "Thank you darling, for listening to me." He hugged me tightly. But till then neither of us knew that this decision would give birth to a big incident which would bring our lives to a new turn. How? Keep reading to know.

But our good luck or bad luck, whatever you may call it, we got some more time from the landlord. Bijan also talked to his father about selling a piece of land. He agreed. Bijan also talked to the bank. They also agreed to give us money on interest by keeping our jewellery as collateral. Bijan went to the bank one day, his plan was to take out all my jewellery from the bank locker and keep it as collateral and the bank will take the money. I waited for him the whole day. Finally Bijan came back home in the evening. I was happy to see him, but his face was pale. Just by looking at him I came to know immediately that something has happened. I asked him, “What happened, Bijan? Why are you so sad? Did our work get done in the bank or not? Tell me.” He did not say anything, just nodded his head in negative. I asked him, “But why? What happened?” He looked at me and said, “We do not have an important document. That is why I did not get money in exchange for your jewellery.” My heart sank after hearing his words. I asked him again, “Didn’t you talk to them? Didn’t you request them? Didn’t you explain to them how badly we need this money?” Bijan said in a tired and slow voice, “How many times did I try to explain to them, requested them, pleaded, begged them. But they didn’t listen me. They clearly told me that without those important documents, I won’t get any loan from the bank.” I said, “We can try in another bank. Right?” He said, “I was doing that the whole day. But everyone said no. Nothing can be done without those documents. Now we will have to vacate this house. I don’t see any other option, Pihu.” I tried unsuccessfully to console him, "Don't lose heart like this, Bijan. Some miracle will definitely happen. See, on your request, the landlord gave us a few days' time. Your father also agreed to sell the land. In a few days, he will send us the money for the land. In the meantime, we will make some more arrangements for my jewellery." He said, "But how?" I thought for a while and then said, "A few years ago, one of my relatives also suddenly needed a lot of money like us. As far as I remember, he had borrowed money from someone against interest. We can also borrow money from someone like that." He said, "But how will we repay that loan?" I said, "Just like we were going to take money from the bank against my jewellery, in the same way, instead of the bank, we will take money from such a person by keeping my jewellery as collateral. And gradually we will repay it and get my jewellery released. What do you say?" He listened to me seriously and started thinking. And then he said, "Now we have to do this. We have no other option. Okay, I will find a man who will give us money on interest in exchange for the loan." Our search continued for the next few days. After two or three days Bijan told me, "Darling, I have found such a man. That man is a money lender and lends money on interest. I called him today. He has summoned me to his place tomorrow at 12 to talk." I said, "I will also go with you to him tomorrow." Bijan was a little surprised to hear this, he said, "But what will you do by going there? I am going, right?" I said, "Two is better than one. If he doesn't agree, then I will request him." He said, "Okay, let's go. Let's see." We reached the moneylender's place at exactly 12 o'clock the next day. But this place was not at all like what I had imagined in my mind, rather it was completely opposite. I had thought that the money lender would have a modern office, but this place looked less like an office and more like a haunted bungalow of an old cinema. An old building. The paint of the wall was chipping off and the bricks were coming out. And there was a strange silence all around. I asked Bijan, "Have we come to the right address? Have we making any mistake?" Bijan whispered in my ear, "No. We have come to the right place. This man is very cunning. He deliberately stays in such a place and does his work so that no one can trace him." We started going inside. But a burly man was standing near the door. He stopped both of us from going inside and said, “Where are you both going inside? Who are you people?” Bijan said, “We have some work with Sethji (respected sir). I spoke to him on the phone yesterday. He had asked me to come here at 12 o’clock.” After Bijan finished speaking, the man looked at me and asked, “Did he ask you to come alone or both of you together?” Bijan said, “Actually I was going to come alone. This is my wife. With me…” Before he could finish his sentence, the man stopped Bijan and said, “No random people can go to meet with Sethji at all. Sethji had asked you to come alone, so only you can go inside alone, no one else.” Saying this, he once again stared at me from head to toe. I said, “Look, we are in big trouble. Please let both of us go inside. We both have some work with Sethji." He said, "People come here only when they are in trouble or pain. No one comes here in their happiness. I cannot let you go inside. If your husband wants, he can go alone. Or else you both go away from here." That man's way of talking was very rough and insulting. I felt bad, but a dying man can do anything. It was our need, not them. So I requested that man and said, "Please, understand our helplessness. We are really in trouble. And it is very important for us to talk to Sethji. Please ask him once whether I can go inside or not. If he agrees, then it is fine, otherwise only my husband will go inside alone. I will stand outside. You can do this much, right?" Perhaps his heart must have melted after hearing my request. He said, "Okay, I will ask him. You both stay here." Saying this the man went inside. We both stood outside. After some time the man came back and said to us, "Go, Sethji is calling both of you inside." We thanked him and went inside.


The man we had come to was named Daulatram. He was a Marwari (originally resident of Rajasthan) merchant and moneylender. He used to lend money to people on interest. Bijan had told me only this much about the man. I knew that he himself did not know anything more about that. Anyway, we both, especially I, were very surprised and shocked after going inside. Because the building looked as old, broken and scary from outside as it was nice, modern and well maintained from inside. This gave us another example of the cleverness of that man. We were taken to a room right inside the building. It was a big room. The floor was made of marble stone, which was so clean that one could see his face on it. There was a central AC on inside the room, due to which there was a feeling of coolness in the whole room even at 12 in the noon. A big mattress was spread on one side of the room, on which a white sheet was spread. A man was sitting on the mattress with a pillow. He must have been between 45 and 50 years old. He was a little fat and dark in appearance. He was wearing a completely white kurta and pajama. Gold rings were visible on his fingers and a gold chain around his neck. We got a glimpse of his personality from his face itself. We understood that he was Seth Daulatram. As soon as we entered the room, he called us near him. His voice was very soft. But there was something in his voice that made the other person think twice before saying anything. He looked at us and said, “Come. Sit here.” Both of us went and sat in front of him. He first looked at Bijan and then at me carefully. And then said, “So this is your wife?” Bijan said, “Yes, Sethji. My name is Bijan. She is Pihu.” Daulatram did not pay much attention. He said, “I have nothing to do with the names. Tell me the real thing. Before that tell me how did you come to know about me?” Bijan replied, “I got your number from an employee in my office.” Daulatram asked, “What is his name?” Bijan told the name of that employee. Hearing his name, Daulatram said, “Yes, he had borrowed some money from me about a year and a half ago. Anyway, now tell me your work. Why have you come to me?” Bijan told him everything openly. He listened to the whole thing calmly. He did not say anything even once. After Bijan said this, I told him, “Sethji, we have come to you with great hope. If you do not help us, we will be forced to leave that flat. And we will become homeless all of a sudden. You are our last hope. Please help us.” After listening to me, he looked at me and then said, “How much money do you people need?” Bijan said, "After selling the land, we are short of Rs. 10 lakhs. Please give us that much money." Hearing Bijan's words, Daulatram sat up straight. And in a surprised voice he said, “10 lakhs!! This is a huge amount. But how can I give you so much money like this? You will have to mortgage something, right? Tell me.” Before Bijan could say anything I said to him, “Sethji, we have some jewellery. We went to the bank to mortgage them. But due to lack of documents, they refused to give us money.” Daulatram again looked at me and asked, “How much jewellery do you have?” I said, “It must be 10 tolas (a unit to measure gold). It can be more than that. You keep those jewellery as mortgage. And give us 10 lakh rupees.” After listening to me, he thought for a while and then said, “I cannot give you 10 lakhs in exchange of mere 10 tolas of gold. At the most I can give you 5 lakhs.” Bijan said, “Sethji, don’t say that. We are in dire need of 10 lakhs. If you will give only 5 lakhs, then from where will we arrange the remaining 5 lakhs, tell us?” He said looking at Bijan, “But I cannot give you more than this. You will have to mortgage something else for the remaining 5 lakhs.” Bijan said, “What else will I mortgage, Sethji?” He said, “Anything. Paisa, zameen ya joru (money, land or wife). Whatever you have.” I did not like this statement of his. There was definitely some hint in his words. Bijan said, “But Sethji, I do not have anything to give you right now.” “Yes you have. You have a lot indeed. If you want to give it to me.” Now Daulatram said looking at me. Now his hint was clear. And Bijan had also understood his meaning by then. He said, “W...what do you mean, Sethji?” Daulatram composed himself in a jiffy. And said, "You don't need to worry. I will give you 10 lakh rupees. But on one condition." Bijan said, "What condition?" Daulatram said, "You will have to sign a contract with me. Only after that I will give you the money." Bijan said, "But tell me what kind of contract it will be." He said, "You will know that later. You do one thing. Come back after two days. Bring the jewellery with you. You will get your money." I said, "Thank you Sethji. Thank you very much." When both of us reached the door of the room, Sethji called Bijan again, "Listen." Bijan said, "Speak Sethji." He said, "This time you come alone. There is no need to bring your wife along." Bijan said, "Okay Sethji. I myself will come to you after two days with the jewellery." Both of us came back home happily. Finally our hard work had paid off. We were about to get our money which we needed badly. And we were about to buy our own flat. After two days Bijan went back to Sethji with the jewellery and brought the money. By then we had also received the remaining money for the land. We had arranged so much money in just a few days. And what next? We gave that money to the landlord and got the flat registered in our name. Both of us were very happy. But we did not know that this happiness was soon going to be followed by sadness.


Time passed by in its own rhythm. The loan we had taken from Daulatram had to be repaid in a year. But only our loan had increased, not our salary. A major part of Bijan's salary was spent in clearing his money and interest. Inflation had already broken our back, and on top of that we had to repay Sethji's money too. Somehow 9 months passed. But in this time we were able to repay only half of the loan. That means in the remaining 3 months we had to repay the remaining 5 lakh rupees to Sethji, which was in a way impossible for both of us. Both of us were sinking back into worry and despair. Both of us started thinking whether the decision to buy this flat was right or not. But what is the point of regretting when the birds have eaten the crop already. Right now we had nothing left in our hands. But in the midst of all this, a new problem started appearing. As the time for repaying our loan was getting less, Sethji started realizing that we would not be able to pay back the money on time. But he did not show any mercy on us. He and his employee used to call us often and threaten us. We could neither ask for more time from Sethji, nor could we pay so much money from him. Nor did we have that much money saved. We did not ask for help from our relatives, otherwise we would have to face taunts, and we ourselves used to send money to our old parents-in-law. We were in a very bad condition. My husband was trying to arrange some more money from somewhere. But before that one day they came to our house with some goons. And started abusing us, and started taking away whatever belongings they could lay their hands on. Finally one of them said, “Pick these two up and take them to Sethji, he will decide what to do with them.” Saying this, they took me and Bijan to Sethji. After reaching there, Sethji told us that even after selling our belongings, he had about 4 lakhs left. And Sethji clearly said, “If I don’t get my remaining 4 lakhs in three months, I don’t even know what I will do with both of you.” I got scared after hearing his words. This man could do anything. He could harm us in any way for his money. He had left us that day, but he could harass us again some other day. So one day I went alone to Sethji without telling Bijan. Seeing me, Sethji said, “How come you came? Have you arranged for my money?” I told him, “I wanted to talk to you about that, Sethji. Our household is in a very tight situation, and if we had the money, we would not have asked for it from you. If you give us some more time, we will definitely pay off your entire debt including the interest. Please help us once more. Give us some more time.” Sethji said, “Look, I give money and time after looking at the condition of the creditor, and as far as your husband is concerned, even if I give him the remaining money to pay the interest, someone else will come and ask for time every time. Now, to run a business, we need fear in the market. That is why you will have to pay the money in three months only." I pleaded with him, "Look Sethji, we don't have money right now, and we don't have land either. We just have a flat, and that too is dependent on you. If you want, I can work for you. I have done B.Com, and I am also good at accounting. If you give me the work of cooking, I will do it. Just give us some time." Sethji said, "I have an accountant for accounting, and a maid for cooking. If you have to work, then there is another job, tell me what you will do?" His way of talking had changed. There was a different kind of authority in his voice, and now he was sitting in front of me, rubbing his gold chain with the support of a pillow. I was now beginning to smell something fishy. I asked in a trembling voice, "W...what kind of work? I will not do any such work Sethji." He came a little closer to me and said, "Oh, don't be afraid, I will not ask you to do anything like that. I have a special work for you." I asked, "What kind of work?" He said, "I will talk about that later. First you tell me. How long have you been married?" This question of his surprised me. I asked, "Three and a half years." He asked again, "How many children do you have?" I could not understand what the use of all these questions was. I said, "We have not had any children yet, Sethji." He said, "Oh, it has been three and a half years of marriage and you have not had a single child till now!!!?? We had twins in the first year of our marriage itself." And then he brought his mouth close to my ear and said, "Is your husband not able to fuck you properly? Is he impotent?” I was shocked but didn't say anything. I kept my head bowed in shame. He said again, "Well, it's your life, your decision, you only know. Yes, I have a job for you as I was saying. Do you know how to massage?" I was even more shocked to hear this. I couldn't say anything. I just shook my head. He said again, "My body has a lot of stiffness, will you massage me every day? Will you be able to do it?" I understood his gesture but pretended to be unaware and said, "Wh... What?" He came close to my ear and said, "Give me a good massage once a day and make me happy and repay your debt in 3 months." I was stunned to hear this. I couldn't say anything. He said again, "If you want the good of yourself and your husband, then agree to what I say. And come here tomorrow at sharp 12 o'clock. I don’t like to be waited for long at all." (Contd.)

 

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Part 35 – The Real Shocking Disclosure Of The Debt

Pihu’s POV- At some point in our lives, we all face a situation when we have to choose between right and wrong. And even if we don’t want to, we have to choose the wrong one knowingly or unknowingly, on which our future depends. No matter how much it hurts our present. I too had to take a similar decision when Seth Daulatram asked me to do some work in exchange for his money which I had no interest in doing. But still, worrying about my future and that of my husband Bijan, I had to do that work. Because the real disclosure of that loan was yet to happen to me. And after that disclosure, I was stunned. And I had no other option left. What was that disclosure? Let’s find out. “Get your debt cleared in 3 months by massaging me well once a day and making me happy. And secure the future of yourself and your husband. I promise. If you make me happy every day for the next three months, I will not only waive off your remaining debt, but will also return all your jewellery. Think about it, the way you both are right now, you will not get a better offer than this in your life. And anyway, I know that you will not be able to refuse me even if you want to, because you neither have the capacity nor the ability to pay me such a huge amount in the next three months.” Saying this, Sethji stopped talking and started staring at my face. I kept sitting stunned after hearing his words. I did not have the strength left in me to say anything. Seeing me sitting quietly, Sethji started speaking again, “Look, let me confess a thing to you, I have liked you from the first day itself that is why I am talking to you so much. If someone else was in your place, she would have been in my bed by now. And anyway, if I wanted, I could have done force with you right now, you would not have been able to stop me even if you wanted to. Do you know why? Because of your impotent husband.” I was so surprised to hear Bijan's sudden mention in his words. What does he do now? What is his fault in all this? After seeing me looking at him in shock, Sethji laughed and said, “Don't be so shocked. Whatever I am saying, the reason behind all this is your husband. How? I will tell you. You might remember, 9 months ago you came to meet me for the first time with your husband and to borrow money. To tell you the truth, I liked you since the first time I saw you. I had a very strange desire for you in my heart. That is why I asked your husband to sign a contract in exchange for money. Do you remember?” The more I was listening to him, the more I was getting stunned. This time also I could not say anything, only nodded my head in yes. Seeing this, he started speaking again, “Do you know what was written in that contract, which your husband had also signed?” This time I shook my head in no. Because I really didn't know, and neither did Bijan ever say a word to me about that contract in these 9 months. And I also didn't ask him about it, because I thought, the contract must have been about something else. But now I was getting an idea from Sethji's words, that the contract must not about anything else but definitely something related to me. And my guess proved true when Sethji started telling his story again. “It was clearly written in that contract that if you people don’t pay me on time, I can do whatever I want with you. Your husband will not be able to say anything to me. I came to know on the first day of meeting you both that ragamuffin people like you will not be able to pay me back a huge amount like 10 lakhs in a year. You don’t have that much capacity. If you did, you would not have come running to me to borrow money. And I liked you too. To tell you the truth, I wanted to get you in my arms at any cost. I rarely get a beautiful woman like you. And I am not a man to let this opportunity go from my hands. That is why I adopted this trick. At first your husband refused me to sign this contract. But I explained to him that if I want, I can bring his wife right now. And I can strip you naked and forcefully fuck you in front of his eyes. I have that much courage. Then he said yes to that contract. And he signed it. I did all this just to get you with me. But believe me, I did not want to force you then. And I don't want to force you even today. I just want you to come to me happily and give me what I want. I promise that whatever you want, I am ready to give you that. Without any questions. Just make me happy." After saying all this, Sethji finally became silent. And started looking at the expression on my face carefully. At first I was surprised and could not say anything. Then later I started thinking. Now there was nothing left in my favor. Even if we wanted, we could not take any legal step on it. Because Bijan himself had signed that contract. And it was not going to make any difference whether he had signed it of his own free will or he was forced to sign it by intimidation. Now we had only two options left. Firstly, the remaining amount along with interest would have to be returned to him in the next three months, which was more than 5 lakhs. Which we would not be able to pay anyhow. And secondly, I should agree to his words. His hint was clear. I would have to let him fuck me. And make him happy. Only then could we escape from him. I was feeling really helpless. We had no choice left but to agree to him. After thinking for a while, I started saying in a low voice, “Okay, I am ready to do all this. For the sake of my home and for the sake of my husband. But I also have a condition. If you don't agree to that, I will never do this work. And you will not be able to force me even if you want to." At first he was happy to hear that I had agreed. But later on hearing about my condition, he started thinking a bit. "What kind of condition?" he asked me in a serious tone. I said, "That, after three months you will neither trouble me nor my husband. And you will forgive all our remaining debts. We will not give you a single penny more. You will return all my jewellery. And..." "Is there anything else?" Stopping me, he asked me again. "Yes, there is. Listen to it first. I am ready to agree to everything you say for the next three months only. I will do whatever you say. But after three months you will not have any right over me. And on the last day you will give me that contract. Tell me, is it acceptable?" He was shocked to hear what I said. Perhaps he had no idea that I would talk to him like this. After staring at my face for a while, he laughed loudly and said, “I have not made any mistake by liking you. You are really different from everyone else. Even after knowing that your useless and impotent husband has pledged you to me, still you are giving me your condition? And you are also saying that if I do not agree to your condition, you will not do all this? I have to admire your courage. I needed a beautiful and courageous woman like you, who would ask for her rights from me without any fear. Okay, I am ready to accept all your conditions. I will have rights over you only for the next three months. After that I will never trouble you or your impotent husband. I will also waive off your remaining debt. You will not have to pay me even a penny. And I will also return all your jewellery and that contract paper signed by your husband. But I would definitely like to say one thing. Even though I will not have any right over you after three months, but in these three months I will give you so much pleasure and happiness that after three months you yourself will fall in love with me. And at that time you yourself will keep begging for this happiness and pleasure from me. This is my promise to you. Anyway, for now you can go. Come to my place tomorrow at exactly 12 in the noon. And yes, do not forget to bring a bottle of oil with you. You will have to massage me. Hope you haven’t forgotten about my massage." Sethji said this while looking at me and winking. I got up from there quietly and came away without saying anything. When I was coming home, Sethji's words were echoing in my mind again and again. Then I looked at my house and thought, can I not do anything more to save this house? I saw Bijan sitting outside in the drawing room. He had returned early from office today. He saw me and asked, "Where were you? I came home and saw that you were not there. I was calling you again and again. It was ringing, but you were not picking up. Where were you for so long?" I just told him, "I had gone to meet Daulatram." Bijan interrupted me and asked, "What did he say? Was he saying something about the loan?" I saw a gleam of hope in his eyes. I said, "Yes, I had gone to him today to talk about that only." Bijan asked curiously, "What did he say?" I said in a calm voice, "He has given me a condition. He has said that if I accept his condition and do the work as per his instructions, then after three months he will waive off our remaining debt and also return all my jewellery." Bijan asked, "But what is the work that you will have to do?" I remained silent for a while and then looking at his face said calmly, "The same which you agreed to by signing the contract paper." Bijan was speechless for a while. He just kept looking at my face blankly. And then holding both my hands he said, "Please forgive me Pihu. I made a mistake. I should not have signed that contract. But you know what our condition was then. The fear of being homeless and on top of that the threat of that Seth. Believe me Pihu I did not want to sign. Those people made me sign forcibly. Please forgive me." I was feeling pity looking at him. I told him, "Be quiet, Bijan. Listen to me carefully. The decision to buy this flat was taken by both of us. And the loan was taken by both of us together. So now I will have to done my part. And I will do that. You don't worry." Bijan said, "Does this mean you have agreed with him?" I said, “I had no other option left. I will not get any job so soon. And even if I get one, we will not be able to pay him so much money in such a short time. He also knows this. And he is taking advantage of this. And as far as the matter of shame is concerned, who will know who has fucked my pussy in a closed room? And anyway, I have got fucked by others so many times on your request. Even if it is by one more. And how much will that middle-aged moneylender fuck me? I will handle him. You don't worry Bijan. Let me do my work peacefully. This is the only last way I have to save my house. And you let me try this. I will definitely save my house in any way.” Hearing this, Bijan hugged me tightly and said, “I love you, darling.” I said, “I love you too.”

The next day I reached Seth Daulatram's office before 12 o'clock. I was wearing a green colored cotton saree and a matching blouse. I wore black net panty-bra inside them properly. But I knew very well in my mind that there was not going to be any special need for these two there, still I wore them. I did not do much make up and carried a bottle of oil in a side-bag with me. The same man who had stopped me 9 months ago also stopped me at the gate. He asked me, "Where do you want to go?" Today I was more confident than before. So I told him, "Seth Daulatram has called me." He asked, "What is the work?" I replied to him, "Why don't you ask him this question? Only he will be able to tell you why he has called me." That man told Sethji on the phone that I have come. Then Sethji came out of the cabin after some time and called me to him, "Hey there! You have come exactly on time! I like people who come on time. Come, let's go." Saying this he took me to a room behind the office. This room was probably made for him to sleep after dinner or for some other “important work”. There was a big room inside, in which all the facilities like a king size double bed, sofa, table, chair, dressing table, bathroom with shower, TV, AC, fridge etc. were available. This room looked no less than a luxurious flat or suite. It was very neat and clean and his richness was visible in everything of the room. He enjoyed seeing me surprised, said, “What are you looking at, my love! This is my special room. Only a selected few are fortunate enough to come here, like you. Because you are very special to me. And it was my heart's desire that I will definitely bring you to this room at least once. And look, today that day has finally come. You are standing in front of me in this room.” I did not say anything in reply. What could be the answer to this? Sethji came into the room and closed the door from inside and then took off his kurta and vest. Now he was standing in front of me in his pajama. He had a lot of thick hair on his chest and stomach, which I don't like at all. His stomach was dark and was sticking out a little. Sitting on the sofa, he asked me to sit, "Why are you standing there like this? Sit down. You don't need to do such formalities in front of me. Be as normal as you can in front of me. This will make me happy." I smiled a little and sat next to him. He asked me, "Do you drink beer or something?" I shook my head and said, "No. I don't like it." He said, "Okay, from tomorrow I will keep something else in the fridge for you. It is my mistake. You should have asked yesterday. Anyway, it doesn't matter." Listening to him, I was not able to understand even once for what "work" he had called me here. He sat down and started talking to me as if I had come to his house to meet him, and he was not able to understand how to host me. Listening to him, I also became a little normal. I had understood one thing by then that Seth Daulatram is not the kind of man who uses force or haste. On the contrary, he is trying to arouse a feeling of love and obviously lust for him in me, so that I become attracted to him and also weak towards him. He continued talking to me for a long time. There was not a single dirty thing in them. He was getting to know about myself from me. About me and my personal life. My likes and dislikes. About my household. About my relationship with Bijan etc. etc... I was also telling him as much as I could. A lot of time passed like this. I already started thinking in my mind that will he only talk to me? Will he not “do” anything else? I scolded myself for thinking this. How shameless am I becoming day by day?!! If he just talks and leaves me, then what can be better than this? But no, what am I thinking, why is he not doing anything with me. I started feeling ashamed of my own thoughts. While talking, he suddenly said to me, “You have taken oil with you, right? Then come with me to the bathroom.” I asked, “Why in the bathroom? Whatever we want to do, we will do it here.” Hearing this, he smiled a little and then said, “We can do it here as well, but I like to do it in the bathroom more.” Hearing his words, I became a little shy. What did I say right now? I found myself asking him to do something right now. I quickly said, “No... I mean if we had done the massage here first and then...” Before I could finish my words, he said, “Are you talking about massage? Oh, I understood something else. Yes, we will do massage as well, what's the big deal in that?” Saying this, he came close to me and pulled me towards him by holding my waist and said, “But I did not mean massage at all. I have got you after a lot of persistence, my love. I will not let this opportunity go like this. We will do it in the bathroom as well as in the bedroom. As you wish. Don't worry.” Saying this, he held my hand and helped me to get up from the sofa and in a moment he lifted me in his lap. Like a light doll. And taking me in his lap, he started going towards the bathroom. I held his neck from behind with both my arms. He smiled a little looking at me. I searched a lot in his smile but I could not find anything else except love for me. I fell in love with his smile even though I didn't want to. I felt like we were husband and wife and we were on our honeymoon where my naughty husband was taking me to the bathroom in his arms. Just thinking about this, I felt a strange sensation in my whole body. Especially between my legs. Sethji took me inside the bathroom and gently made me stand on the floor and brought me under the shower with him and turned on the cold water. I said in a shy voice, "Please, close the door. If someone comes, they will see us in this condition..." Before I could finish my sentence, he smiled and said, "Without my permission, not even a fly can enter this room, let alone a man. You don't need to worry at all, my love. As long as you are with me in this room, no third person other than me neither can see nor touch you. I don't let others touch the things that are close to my heart. And you are the most special. Closest to my heart." I felt shy again after hearing his words. He was telling the truth, I was really falling for him. Exactly what he wanted.


Due to the shower water, my cotton saree got completely wet in a moment and stuck to my body. Due to this, my black net bra and panty started peeking out from inside the wet saree and blouse. I was feeling shy to stand in front of Sethji in such a condition, but at the same time I was also feeling good. Sethji was looking at my wet body peeking out from inside my wet saree very lovingly. I lowered my eyes in shame. But he put his hand on my waist and took me in his arms and started kissing my neck lovingly. I shivered for a moment feeling Sethji's hot breath on my wet body. He held my wet hair from behind, put his hand on my neck, put his lips on my lips and started kissing me passionately. I don't know what was in my mind at that time, that I also slowly started getting carried away with it. I closed my eyes and started feeling the hard and manly lips of Sethji on my soft and delicate lips. A strange sensation started brewing inside me. Under the flow of cold water of the shower, our wet bodies were stuck together and both our lips were joined together as if they were joined together for centuries. Now I also started to cooperate with him. I took my hand behind his neck and pulled him towards me and started kissing his lips. I started moving my tongue on his lips, and in response he started kissing me by putting his tongue in my mouth. Under the cold water, both of us were slowly getting hot. While doing all this, my lust started flaring. Now both of our tongues were getting entangled with each other. Both of us were sucking the saliva from each other's mouth. Now he opened the string of his pajama, and with one hand he held my ass, and with the other he put it in my saree and petticoat and started rubbing my pussy over my panty. This further fueled the fire of lust well inside me. I understood that like an expert player of this game, Sethji wanted to increase the fire of my lust so that I could slowly get burnt in the heat of this fire and finally surrender to him. He was not going to hurry up in any way. He started preparing me with a lot of patience and time. And in a way, I started helping him in doing this. Due to removing his pajama, I could clearly see his cock emerging in his wet drawers. During this time, our lips were not separated. He brought the hand from my ass to my chest and in one jerk, separated the anchal of my saree from my body. By doing this, both my tits started peeking out from inside my wet blouse and bra. Now he put his hands inside the blouse and started pressing the nipples of my boobs from above the bra itself. This now ignited the flame of my lust more. I did not have the ability to stop myself anymore. One of his hands was inside my blouse. And the other hand was inside my saree and petticoat. One of his hands was pressing and squeezing my tits. His other hand was busy examining my delicate pussy inside my panty. I got a little shiver due to such an attack on both the sensitive organs simultaneously. And my hand touched his swollen dick over his drawers. I shivered a little more with the touch of his dick. It seemed to be a big and thick dick. I caught hold of his dick over his drawers and started caressing it lightly, but did not take it out. By then the fire of lust had flared up completely under the cold water inside the bathroom, which was not going to be extinguished so easily. And to tell the truth, neither he nor I wanted to let it be extinguished. Now Sethji lifted my saree and petticoat up to my waist. And with the gesture of his eyes, he asked me to lift one of my legs over the seat of the commode. Holding my wet saree and petticoat near my waist, I stood with my back against the bathroom wall, raised one leg a little and placed it on the commode seat. This made my pussy peek out from inside the wet panty. Without wasting a moment, he put his hand inside my panty and directly started rubbing my pussy with his hand. He was sucking my lips. He was squeezing my tits. And rubbing my pussy. And I was standing on the commode seat with one leg raised and getting my pussy rubbed by him. This sucking and rubbing made me very hot. After a long time, I had become so hot by kissing a stranger. And a rumbling sound started coming out of my mouth. Due to which he came to know how weak I had become inside. And taking advantage of this, he started squeezing my tits even harder and rubbing my pussy, so that I would become even more excited and weaker at the same time. And I could see his trick succeeding. But I was helpless in front of him. I could do nothing, except enjoying his manly touch on my boobs and my delicate pussy. And to be honest, that is what I was doing at that time. I was not aware of time or anything else. I was just burning continuously in the fire of lust of my own body with the passage of time. Helpless and powerless.


I was feeling the touch of his finger on my pussy with one leg on the commode seat. My eyes were already closed. Suddenly his finger moved away from my pussy. I opened my eyes with some resentment and looked towards Sethji. Perhaps he read the resentment in my eyes. He removed his lips from mine and turned off the shower and said, “You have enjoyed a lot dear. Now it is my turn. Won't you give me an oil massage? Let's feel the touch of your soft hands on my stiff body.” Saying this, he again lifted me in his arms and came out of the bathroom with me. We came back to the same room from where we had entered the bathroom. Coming to the room, he removed my wet saree, blouse and petticoat one by one. Now I was standing in front of him in just a wet bra and panty. But now I was not feeling shy at all. There was a padded table in that room. On it, Sethji lay down on his stomach in his underwear. He said to me, “Come dear, show me the magic of your hands. Pour oil in that bowl and start massaging me.” As per his instructions, I started massaging Sethji’s back first. I was also not in any hurry. I slowly applied oil on his body and started massaging him. He was enjoying the massage of my hands. Perhaps his fatigue was really going away. His eyes were definitely closed, but I could see a smile full of joy on his face. Sethji then removed his underwear. Thick hair was growing on his ass like a bear. I said, “Sethji, why do you have so much hair on your entire body. Why don’t you shave them?” He laughed and asked me back, “Don’t you like men having hair on their bodies?” I shook my head and said, “No. It tickles me.” He again laughed and said, “Is it? And what’s about “that place?”” I understood which place he was talking about. But I pretended to be naive and asked him, “Which place, Sethji? I did not understand.” Sethji now opened his eyes and looked at me and said, “Ah, how innocent she is!! She understands everything, but wants to hear it from me. I know everything. None of your drama will work in front of me. Hey, near the dick.” I said shyly, “No. Not even there.” “Why? What is the problem with the hair there?” I said shyly, “There is a problem in sucking. The pubic hair enters my nose and eyes.” Now he started laughing loudly. He said, “You are not as innocent as I thought you to be. But there are big pubic hairs near my dick. So what will you do now? Won't you suck my dick?” I immediately said, “No. I will suck.” Laughing, he said, “Okay, you do one thing. Tomorrow shave off the hair around my dick and the rest of my body. Okay?” I smiled and nodded. And started massaging him happily again. Sethji was now lying on his back. As soon as he turned, his dick started dancing like a spring. His dick was quite big. I first massaged his legs, then his thighs. While massaging his thighs, his loose testicles were swinging.


Sethji said to me, "Now massage this too, dear. Poor thing has been waiting for so long to get the touch of your soft hands. Don't torment him anymore." Listening to him, I put oil on Sethji's dick and started massaging it with my both hands. I rubbed oil on it well and then started massaging his testicles well. His dick really started becoming erect after getting the touch of my hands. I started caressing his dick slowly and started masturbating on it. Slowly, his dick got fully erect and started moving in my hands like a snake. Once I felt like putting his dick in my mouth and sucking it well but due to the oil I could not do so. But I compensated for it by pressing, massaging and caressing his dick. In the middle of all this, the oil in the bowl had finished, so I started taking oil from the second bottle of oil. The bowl of oil was near Sethji. When I poured oil in it and bent down to keep the bottle, he stood up, took oil in his hand and poured it on my body, ass and my bra-panty. Now I was completely drenched in oil. I said, “Hey Sethji, what have you done? See, I am completely bathed in oil!!” Sethji said smilingly, “That is what I wanted.” I asked, “Why?” He said, “So that I can massage you now.” Saying this, Sethji hugged me from behind and put one hand on my pussy and the other on my boobs and started applying oil. His hand went from my pussy to my clitoris. Now he was rubbing my nipples with one hand and my clitoris with the other. “Aahh...” I could not stop myself from making a moaning sound from my mouth. You all know that my clit is my weakest spot. When any man, be it my husband or a stranger, rubs or kneads my clit with his fingers, I go crazy. A tingling sensation runs through my whole body. And I am on the verge of cumming quickly. After our marriage, so many times has Bijan made me cum just by rubbing my clit. Perhaps Sethji had got a hint of this. That is why he focused only on my poor clit. Sometimes he would press it with his finger, sometimes rub it or sometimes scratch it with his nails. Whenever he would put my clit between his fingers and gently knead it, I would start squirming. But he had held me tightly. And he was playing with my poor clit with one finger. I closed my eyes in this pleasure. Seeing this, he started kissing, licking and biting my ears and neck. Now I too became shameless and started enjoying by moaning. “Uhh…ahhh…ohhh…Sethji please don’t do this…I won’t be able to bear it anymore…leave my clit…don’t tease me any more…” But Sethji completely ignored all my moans and kept playing with my clit. One of his hands was on my boobs. Sethji had taken out my left tit from my bra, which he was now squeezing very ruthlessly. Sometimes he was pinching my nipple by holding it between his fingers. My fair boobs had turned red in no time. And Sethji's other hand was rubbing my clit. He did not insert his finger in my pussy even once, yet I was on the verge of orgasm. We both were standing on the ground. He was holding me in his arms from behind. And I was feeling the magic of his hands on my pussy and clit by resting my back on his chest. Slowly my moans started echoing all around the room. I was trying to take his hands in my pussy by lifting one leg up. But I was failing every time. Like an expert player, his entire focus was only on my clit. He did not touch my pussy even once, yet he was taking me close to orgasm. I was jumping on the ground with my eyes closed and moans were coming out from mu throat continuously. And finally that time came. For which he was waiting, and so was I. With a jerk, I came while standing. A strong stream of juice started coming out of my pussy and falling on the ground, as if I was peeing while standing. I was feeling shy, but more than that I was enjoying it. After a long time, someone had made me come just by rubbing my clit. I calmed down a bit after coming while standing for a while. But even then I was panting.


After some time I became a little normal. Now I turned towards Sethji and put my head on his shoulder in his arms, placed one hand on his neck and started stroking his dick with the other. Now there was no shame left in me. Despite having an orgasm, the fire of lust had already started in my pussy. I had no strength left to think or understand anything else. Only one thing was going on in my mind then. I want to get fucked by Sethji. And by then Sethji also understood that now I will not be able to control myself. And this is what he wanted. That I should become weak in front of him. And beg him to get fucked. And that is what happened. Sethji bit my lower lip, and put his tongue in front of my mouth, and like an obedient woman, I wrapped my tongue with his tongue and again started sucking and getting my mouth sucked. Now lust had taken over me. I immediately broke the kiss, bent down, took his thick dick in my hands and put it in my mouth and started sucking it. I took its head in my mouth like a lollipop, and started sucking it like a vacuum cleaner. Sethji's dick was quite thick, and it was also smelling of sweat. But that smell was also very intoxicating. It was as if I was intoxicated. I put his entire dick in my mouth and started sucking it in a circular motion and at the same time started rubbing his hanging balls with my fingers. Sethji was very happy with me sucking his dick like this. He put his hand behind my head and said, “Yesterday you were very concerned about your dignity, love. What happened today? Where has your modesty gone? You are sucking cock like a professional. I am enjoying it a lot. I am thinking of hiring you for this job after three months. You will suck my cock like this every day, I will make you rich. I am even ready to put all my money at stake to fuck your pussy every single day. Suck it well, love, suck it well. Prepare it for your thirsty slutty pussy so that I can fuck it well. After so many days, finally my dream is going to be fulfilled today.” Hearing all this, I got even more horny and ran my tongue over the head of his dick, and then started taking his dick till my throat. As soon as I took it in my throat for the first time, I felt like vomiting, and I immediately took his dick out. But after 2 seconds, Sethji held my hair with both hands and started fucking my mouth hard. I had not even thought that suddenly Sethji would fuck my mouth so hard. I was not ready for this attack. I started coughing because I was not able to take it so deep, but due to the dick in my mouth, I was not even able to cough. Only the sound of “Gak…Gak…Gak” was coming from my mouth. Tears came out of my eyes. I pushed his legs to protest. I had almost scratched his legs. But he did not leave my mouth, on the contrary, he started fucking my mouth hard with his dick. I was feeling pain, but at the same time I was enjoying a lot. After a long time, someone was fucking my mouth in such a tremendous way. I started taking his cock in my mouth. After fucking my mouth for some time slowly and then hard, Sethji stopped. And looking at my tearful eyes, he said, “Come on, now I will fulfill your wish.” Saying this, he removed my bra and panty and made me naked and laid me on the massage table, and keeping my ass on the edge of the table, he spat on my pussy many times. Then he took some spit in his hand and rubbed it on the tip of his cock. My pussy was a little wet, so he tasted that juice, and then set the tip on the mouth of the pussy. Then without stopping, he pushed his cock in my pussy in one go. My pussy was a little tight for his thick cock. Due to which I screamed. “Ah… Sethji do it slowly, otherwise my pussy will tear. I am feeling pain. Your cock is very thick…” Listening to me, he took out his cock, and put some oil on the cock, and some on my pussy, and rubbed it, and this time pushed it back. This time it was a little easier, but still I felt as if my pussy would burst open. I bit my lips in pain and closed my eyes. After one or two thrusts, I started moaning with pleasure, “Ah… Aah…” Hearing my moans, Sethji became more excited and he started fucking me like a fucking machine, holding my waist. He put one of my legs on his shoulder and said, “Tell me dear, how you liked my cock? Tell me how much better my cock is than your husband’s cock. Your husband is impotent. He mortgages his wife to others and gets her fucked by others. Tell me, how many men have you get fucked till date?” While saying this, he took out his dick and placed it on the mouth of my pussy, and kept the head inside. He rubbed my clitoris with one hand, and one of my boobs with the other. I also said like a worshipper of lust, "Yes Sethji, your dick is much better than my husband's dick. My husband is really impotent, he cannot make me happy by fucking me, that is why I have to get fucked by others. Fuck me Sethji, fuck me well." My tongue, body, and mind were now under the control of his dick. Hearing this, Sethji fucked me vigorously, and made me scream. After this he said to me, "Now let's go to the sofa. You quickly become a mare. Now I want to fuck your ass." I said a little scared, "But Sethji, if this thick dick of yours enters my ass, I will feel a lot of pain. Please fuck my pussy, leave my ass." He slapped my ass hard and said, "I will fuck both your pussy and ass. When you first came in front of me swaying your ass, I had decided that one day I will definitely fuck this ass of yours. Today is the day when I will fuck both your pussy and ass together to my heart's content. Come on dear, don't argue anymore, go to the sofa and become a mare." I was listening to everything he said. I went on the sofa and got on my hands and knees and he stood behind me. He then licked my pussy and made it wet, and then grabbed my ass and put his cock in my pussy. And he started fucking me hard. Our fucking in the room had reached its peak at that time. Now both of us were fucking like dogs. In between fucking, he was slapping my ass again and again. I also started enjoying it a lot. Sethji had good knowledge of the clitoris. He had made me reach the peak twice in this entire fucking session. And then he spat a little on my asshole and took out his cock from my pussy and placed it on my asshole. I shivered a little feeling the head of his cock on my small asshole. I was thinking how his thick and swollen head would go in this small hole of my ass. While I was thinking, he grabbed my waist and in one single thrust, he put the head of his cock in my asshole. I got down. I had taken cocks in my ass many times before, but all those were very thin cocks. A thick and big cock like Sethji's was going to enter my ass for the first time. As soon as its head entered my ass, I felt a sharp pain in my ass. I pleaded to him, "Sethji, please take it out, I am in a lot of pain." But he did not pay any attention to my words and held my waist tightly and gave a strong push. For a moment, complete darkness fell in front of my eyes. I felt as if a thick wooden stick had entered my ass. I felt a sharp pain and realised that his entire dick had entered my ass at once and his stomach had collided with my buttocks. Due to this push, I had fallen on the sofa. He lifted me up again. By then his dick was still inside my ass. The pain had just subsided when he pulled his dick out with a jerk. I started feeling pain again. But he had not taken out the entire dick, its head was still inside my ass. He gave another push and again inserted his dick completely in my ass. This sequence continued for a long time. He would push his entire dick into my ass till the base with the hard push and then pull it out and then put it back inside. Slowly the hole of my ass became a little bigger. And I also started enjoying it. Now I was also taking his dick completely in the hole of my ass by moving my waist forward and backward. Seeing me doing this, he also got excited. Now he was fucking my ass with full force. And I was taking his cock in my ass like a cheap shameless whore, sitting on the sofa like a mare. In the midst of all this, he did not leave my clit. He was continuously rubbing it with the help of his finger. I came once again. After coming so many times in a single day, there was no strength left in my body. After fucking my ass for a long time, he finally stopped. And asked me to get down from the sofa and sit on my knees, and then released his cum on my mouth. Then he asked me to swallow all the cum. But even before he said that, I was swallowing the cum with my mouth. Then I licked his dick and cleaned it.


His cum was quite thick, slimy and sticky but hot. It tasted a bit salty and sweet. Then Sethji called me to the bathroom to take a bath, and we cleaned each other. And bathed together. While bathing too, Sethji fucked my pussy once again and this time he dropped his cum in my pussy. His cum started flowing from my pussy along with the water. I was tired after getting fucked so many times in a day. But even after all this, I was not feeling ashamed. Then Sethji gave me a new saree, blouse and a new set of bra-panty. I wore them. We had lunch together. And he asked me to rest for a while. But it was not written in my fate to rest. On the bed, Sethji again started playing with my body. But I had to plead with him that I don't have any more strength. We will do the rest tomorrow. He stopped listening to me. Due to tiredness, I fell into a deep sleep. When I woke up, it was dark. I slept for many hours. Now I went to Sethji to bid him goodbye for the day. Sethji pressed my boobs over my blouse and said, “Come back tomorrow at 12 o’clock sharp. We will have fun again.” I came out of there. As soon as I came out, I got Bijan’s call. He asked me, “When will you come home, darling? I am waiting for you.” I smiled and said, “It will take some more time. My back is hurting. I am having trouble walking.” He asked me again, “But why?” I said, “If Sethji’s thick cock had entered your ass too, then you would have known my pain, Bijan. You hang up, I am coming home as soon as possible.” Saying this, I disconnected the call. I was really still in pain. But I will have to get used to this pain. Because for the next three months, I will have to bear this pain every single day. For my own sake. For my husband’s sake. And over all of these for our own home’s sake. (Contd.)

 

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