Adultery Ananya - My beautiful wife

[RANA ROY]

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[bananna123]

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Ananya closed the door and leaned against it, breathing heavily. Her body was warm and tingling. Payal’s filthy words, the anonymous videos, Vicky’s touch on her bare hip, and his open compliments were creating a dangerous storm inside her innocent mind.

She went back to the bedroom, looked at her drunk husband, and felt a confusing mix of guilt, gratitude, and growing forbidden desire.
The trap was closing tighter.

Wonderful .  Slow and Steady - her mind will make her hot body be enjoyed by another man. 

Hope to read more Payal's Filthy talk in future updates.

[sureshReddy5489]

Wonderful and slow seduction into Ananya's mind, beautiful narration. Can't wait to see her first encounter with someone other than Rajesh.

[kirak9484]

Wonderful and slow seduction into Ananya's mind, beautiful narration. Can't wait to see her first encounter with someone other than Rajesh.

Thank you bro. Yes her first encounter so romantic erotic

[kirak9484]

Wonderful .  Slow and Steady - her mind will make her hot body be enjoyed by another man. 

Hope to read more Payal's Filthy talk in future updates.

Thank you very much bro.

[kirak9484]

Good one
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[kirak9484]

Very good story, ple add gif n pice when Ananya having sex

Sure I will add pics

[kirak9484]

The next day, Ananya arrived at college wearing a elegant saffron-yellow cotton saree. The fabric was soft and clung gently to her voluptuous figure. Her pallu was pinned high and tight across her full 34D breasts, yet the starched material still outlined the heavy swell with every breath. The saree sat low on her hips, subtly accentuating her dramatic waist-to-hip ratio, though she had carefully adjusted everything to remain modest.
She taught her first lecture with her usual grace, but her mind kept wandering. The anonymous videos, Payal’s filthy suggestions, Vicky’s lingering touch on her bare hip last night — everything was stirring something dangerous inside her.
After the first class ended, she moved to the next classroom where Arjun’s batch was waiting. As soon as she entered, Arjun stood up respectfully along with the other students.
“Good morning, Madam,” he said politely, his voice calm and normal.
Ananya felt strange. The same boy who had grabbed her hips, blown hot air on her navel, and blackmailed her into kissing him was now sitting attentively, taking notes, and listening carefully. He no longer stared lewdly. His behavior was impeccable.
During the lecture, whenever she glanced at him, Arjun gave her a small, respectful nod. It confused her deeply. How did Vicky Sir change him so completely?
After the bell rang and students began leaving, Ananya called Arjun softly.
“Arjun, can you stay for a minute?”
He walked up to her desk obediently. “Yes, Madam?”
Ananya spoke gently, “I just wanted to say… thank you. You understood the classes properly today, and… thank you for deleting that video and stopping all the harassment. I really appreciate it.”
Arjun smiled politely on the surface. “No, no, Madam. It was all my fault. My arrogant nature made me do those horrible things. I am truly sorry. It will never happen again.”
But deep inside Arjun’s mind, dark, filthy thoughts raged:
My little bitch… acting all innocent and grateful. Look at those soft, juicy lips I kissed. Those big eyes. I can still feel how your heavy tits pressed against me. One day soon, I will fuck you in every hole — your mouth, your tight pussy, and especially that deep, sexy navel you hide so proudly. I will make you scream my name while your husband waits at home like a cuckold.
His eyes lingered shamelessly for a moment on her soft, plump lips, then dropped to her large, expressive eyes, and tried to catch even a hint of cleavage. Unfortunately for him, Ananya’s pallu was pinned too securely, hiding her deep cleavage and midriff completely.
Ananya smiled softly. “If you have any doubts in future, feel free to ask. I’ll explain properly.”
Arjun nodded respectfully and left.








Ananya gathered her books and walked toward the staff room, feeling a strange sense of relief mixed with lingering unease. As she entered the empty staff room and kept her bag on the table, suddenly two soft hands covered her eyes from behind.
“Who… who is this?” Ananya asked, surprised, a small smile forming on her lips.
A sweet, playful voice whispered close to her ear, “Guess who?”
Ananya laughed softly. “Payal… it’s you, right?”
Payal removed her hands and hugged Ananya from behind tightly, pressing her body fully against Ananya’s back. “Yes, only me, my beautiful didi,” she giggled cutely.
Payal’s hands didn’t leave Ananya’s body. She gently stroked Ananya’s smooth neck with her fingertips, tracing slow, sensual circles. “Your skin is so soft… so smooth, Ananya. Like silk. I love touching you.”
Ananya shivered at the intimate touch. “Payal… what are you doing?”
Payal didn’t stop. Her hands slowly moved downward, caressing Ananya’s shoulders, then sliding along her back. She pressed both palms firmly on Ananya’s upper back, massaging gently.
“Mmmmmm…” A soft, involuntary moan escaped Ananya’s lips. The sound was low, breathy, and unmistakably sensual.
Payal smiled against her ear. “See? Your body is so responsive. So soft… so warm.” Her hands moved lower, pressing and kneading Ananya’s lower back sensually. “Your curves are perfect. This narrow waist… these wide hips…”
Ananya’s breathing quickened. Another soft moan slipped out as Payal’s hands boldly moved to her sides and squeezed her hips gently but firmly.
“Ahh…” Ananya closed her eyes, a deep blush spreading across her face. Her body was reacting strongly — nipples hardening, a warm wetness forming between her thighs.
Payal whispered hotly, “Why are you blushing so much, Ananya? Tell me… for whom is this blush? I know very well…”
Ananya tried to sound angry, but her voice came out weak and aroused. “Payal… stop it. You are talking nonsense.”
Payal chuckled softly and pressed her body tighter against Ananya’s back, her own breasts rubbing against her. One hand stayed on Ananya’s hip, squeezing rhythmically, while the other slowly traced upward along her waist, dangerously close to the edge of her pallu.
“Your body is betraying you, didi,” Payal murmured seductively. “So soft… so sensitive… I can feel you shivering. Are you thinking about Vicky Sir? Or those videos? Or maybe imagining someone worshipping this beautiful deep navel of yours?”
Ananya’s knees felt weak. She gripped the edge of the table, biting her lower lip to suppress another moan. The combination of Payal’s skilled touches, her dirty words, and the lingering effect of the anonymous videos was making her extremely aroused.
“Payal… please…” Ananya whispered, her voice trembling with both embarrassment and desire.
Payal finally stepped back slightly, but not before giving Ananya’s juicy hip one last firm squeeze.
She turned Ananya around gently and looked into her flushed face with a mischievous smile. “Don’t worry, didi. Your secret is safe with me. But remember… your body wants more attention. And powerful men like Vicky Sir know exactly how to give it.”
Ananya stood there breathing heavily, pallu slightly disheveled, cheeks burning, and a noticeable dampness between her thighs. She felt ashamed of her body’s reaction, yet the strange, forbidden thrill refused to fade.









And she told to Ananya " Ananya please understand you should change your dressing style.". Your soft thin
waist you should tie your saree below. And wear sleeveless blouses. As you look more beautiful... Payal told shut up.. Payal told not in college but later in home or outside. Next again she told Vicky sir also likes soft sleeveless arms and saree tied well below navel...... Then Ananya asked how you know? Payal.
Payal replies " Vicky sir wife Priya my classmate and she wearing same like I asked then she told my husband's likes sleeveless arms and cleavage and nave and tummy..".. Ananya blushes....



To be continued..............

[Gopal Ratnam]

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It was 10:15 PM. Ananya paced nervously in the living room of their duplex, still wearing her light green silk saree from earlier. Rajesh had told her in the morning that he might be late due to some official work with Vicky Sir, but he hadn’t returned yet.
She dialed his number again. The phone rang for several seconds before it was picked up. There was only heavy breathing and incoherent mumbling on the other side.
“Rajesh? Rajesh, are you okay? Where are you?” Ananya asked, her voice filled with worry.
From the other end came a slurred, drunken voice: “I… I… Anu… I’m… fine… just… little…”
Then the line went silent for a moment before a calm, authoritative voice took over.
“Ananya, it’s Vicky. Rajesh drank too much again tonight. He was very happy about the new project and kept insisting on more drinks. I tried to stop him, but he got carried away. He is semi-conscious right now. Don’t worry, I’m bringing him home safely. We’ll reach in 20-25 minutes.”
Ananya’s heart sank. “Thank you so much, Sir… again. I’m really sorry for the trouble.”
“It’s okay. See you soon,” Vicky replied smoothly before ending the call.
Ananya sat on the sofa, feeling a wave of sadness wash over her. Why is Rajesh drinking so much these days? He was never like this. Is the office pressure still affecting him? Or is he celebrating too much?



But beneath the sadness, another dangerous feeling stirred unconsciously — a strange, forbidden excitement. Vicky was coming home again. The same powerful man who had touched her bare hip last night, who had praised her beauty so openly, who had solved all her problems… was coming to her house.
Payal’s hot, filthy words from the staff room echoed loudly in her mind:

"Sleeveless blouse and well below navel" he likes...... That words struck in her mind.. She is completely excited without her knowledge. She is now dilemma between two things.. Whether wear that type of cloths which Payal suggested or same like before. She thinking already 10 min over.. Immediately she thought nothing happen one time wearing.... She went to bath and stand before mirror..



Ananya felt her cheeks burn. A fresh wave of heat bloomed between her thighs. She pressed her legs together, ashamed of her body’s reaction.
What am I thinking? He is my husband’s boss. I should not…
She stood up and walked to the bedroom, standing in front of the full-length mirror. Her light green saree looked decent, but suddenly it felt too safe, too modest.
Payal said I should wear something nice to thank him… Just once. What will happen if I wear something a little bolder? It’s not like I’m doing anything wrong. He helped me so much. I should look presentable… grateful.
Her heart raced. After 10 minutes of intense internal conflict, the forbidden excitement won.
Just this once. Let’s try.
She quickly changed. She chose a sleeveless, deep maroon blouse with a low-cut neckline that showed a generous amount of her deep cleavage. The blouse was tight, pushing her heavy 34D breasts up and together, creating a tempting valley. For the saree, she tied it much lower than usual — well below her deep oval navel. The petticoat knot sat dangerously low on her hips, revealing a seductive strip of her soft, honey-gold tummy and the upper curve of her deep navel. The delicate golden belly chain rested visibly just above the saree line, its tiny bells glinting under the light.
Ananya stood in front of the mirror, staring at her reflection. Her breath caught.
She looked incredibly sensual. The sleeveless blouse made her smooth, fair arms and shoulders look elegant and inviting. Her massive breasts were prominently displayed, the deep cleavage impossible to ignore. The low-tied saree highlighted her narrow waist dramatically, while the exposed soft tummy and the hint of her deep navel made her look dangerously seductive. The saree still covered her hips modestly, but the way it dbangd low made her wide hips and juicy ass even more prominent.
She turned sideways and admired herself. The deep curve of her lower back and the soft flesh of her tummy looked incredibly inviting. She ran her fingers lightly over her exposed midriff, shivering as they brushed near her navel.
Oh God… what am I doing? she thought, blushing furiously. But she didn’t change. Instead, she adjusted the pallu slightly so it covered just enough while still allowing teasing glimpses of her bare waist when she moved.
Her nipples were already hard against the thin blouse. A noticeable wetness had formed between her thighs.
Just then, the doorbell rang.

To be continued............

[Arya321]

Super update.

[Chitrarassu]

Awesome

[Munda007]

Fuck... dont delay next update

[RANA ROY]

Awesome........waiting for next.

[NityaSakti]

He made Rajesh drink. Now he will make his wife drink his juices

[sureshReddy5489]

I am hoping Vicky will tease her now and make her even wetter!!!

[NovelNavel]

The bitch is slowly coming out of Ananya

[Vidhi Valiyathu]

Rajesh liver will be damaged soon and he will die. Ananya will be official slut of vicky family

[Jayam Ramana]

Super