Adultery Shiva watched his wife being fucked by neighbor uncle (cuckold) (Upd Sep 14)

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Brother what about Iqbal character ?

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Subbarao is extremely lucky,...that bastard is really lucky to have ramya.Update

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Brother what about Iqbal character ?

read that episode again bro.. its just  a dream

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Wife....with neighbour bachelor...

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Subba with Ramya..more than lovers now..

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Hot wife invited super fit gym trainer for dinner when husband was in night shift

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Seeing Ramya smile so playfully further aroused Shiva; he slid his hand into the folds of her saree, cupped her mound right through the fabric, and squeezed firmly. As Ramya gasped—"Sss... Ah..."—and pressed her thighs together, trapping his hand tightly between them, Shiva noticed that her vagina was already wet. Kissing her lips, he remarked, "So, it looks like my dear wife is ready too, isn't she?" He said...

Ramya laughed and said, "We eat the same food as you do, Sir; we have desires too, not just you. If you finish your meal quickly while I tidy up the kitchen, we can indulge in our romantic moments in the bedroom instead of here in the kitchen." Hearing this, Shiva whistled cheerfully, hurriedly finished his meal before his wife Ramya even joined him.

As soon as Ramya came to bed, he crushed her in a passionate embrace, locked lips with her, and thrust his tongue into her mouth, hungrily savoring her taste. In that same frenzy, he stripped off her nightie, leaving her naked. He grabbed her breasts firmly—holding them right from the base—and kneaded them vigorously. "Sss... Ah... Oh my... what rough lovemaking! I'm not going anywhere... it's still daytime. If you have the energy, we can go for another round tonight," Ramya moaned sensually.



Shiva, already aroused, took her words as a silent signal that she was ready for a second round; he grew even more wild with passion, planting kisses along the curve of her neck and burying his face in her bosom, before filling his mouth with her breasts and sucking on them alternately. Knowing her husband's state of mind perfectly, Ramya decided this was the right moment to tease him. Amidst the intoxicated murmurs and sultry moans escaping her lips, she asked:

"Darling... what's gotten into you? You're so wild tonight. Did something happen when you went out earlier? Did you see a friend's wife naked, or did you watch your friend actually having sex with his wife?" she asked, deliberately provoking her husband, Shiva.

Instead of answering, Shiva tried to slide his hand between his wife's thighs, but Ramya pressed them tightly together, denying him access to her pussy. "If you don't answer my questions, you aren't getting my pussy tonight," she said playfully.

At those words, Shiva retorted, "What kind of talk is that? Do I really need to watch others screwing just to fuck my own wife?" As he spoke, he teased her by poking his finger into her deep navel.


"Sss... Ah... Don't I know you well enough? Just tell me what happened," she said, pushing aside her husband's hands as they playfully roamed over her body.


"It's nothing like that; is it a crime for a husband to be in the mood?" Shiva asked.



"That's true... To be honest, I've been feeling a strong desire since this morning too... That's why you felt me getting wet down there when you touched me earlier," Ramya said.

Shiva grew aroused at this. "You little minx... then I absolutely have to lick that wetness right now... God, it's been so long since I licked your pussy," he said playfully.

Ramya murmured teasingly, "Oh... no... not today, okay?" as she pressed her thighs even closer together.

"What do you mean? You usually love having your pussy licked, don't you?" Shiva asked.

"That's true, but there's a different reason today," Ramya said, further tantalizing Shiva.

"What's so special about today?" Shiva asked as he moved in to claim her.



"I'm so wet down there today—just as wet as I get when a man fucks me and fills me with his semen," Ramya said shyly.

Shiva's eyes widened with delight. "Really?" As Shiva moved between his wife Ramya’s thighs and tried to pry them apart with both hands...



Ramya teased him by clamping her legs together and saying, "Oh, no, don't..." Shiva buried his face between her thighs and inhaled deeply. "Ah... that intoxicating, arousing scent. Come on, show me," he pleaded affectionately.

"Oh... no... it’s gotten so wet down there... oh my, I can't even say it," Ramya said, covering her face with her hands in shyness, all the while further teasing and arousing her husband, Shiva.

As Shiva’s wife teased him, driving him into a frenzy, he asked eagerly, "Tell me... tell me... just how wet did you get?"

Ramya writhed and squirmed, then said—effectively tying her husband's hands before she even began—"You mustn't think the wrong way about me for speaking like this."

"Wow... not bad at all... anything said at a moment like this feels amazing," Shiva said, getting worked up with excitement.

Ramya, deciding not to drag the topic out, said shyly, "You know... it's like... another man had fucked my pussy so fiercely and filled it completely with his semen..."

Hearing his wife speak about another man's semen inside her pussy sent Shiva's desire skyrocketing. Driven by intense lust, he said,

"Is that so? Let me see," and as he placed his hands on her legs and spread her thighs, her pussy bloomed open like a red hibiscus flower. Thick clumps of her juices were visible between the folds, and as he parted her thighs further, the fluids stretched into long, glistening strands—a feast for his eyes. His eyes gleaming with desire, he murmured, "Hmm... wow... look at how wet your pussy is." He brought his face close to her pussy, inhaling the intoxicating, musky scent of her juices deep into his lungs. Just as he was about to press his tongue against it to taste her, Ramya said...

"Darling... if you lick up all that wetness now, it’ll be dry and sting when you actually fuck me... please... don't... If you want, you can do whatever you like after you've fucked me once," she said in a sultry, intoxicating voice. Shiva, completely captivated by his wife's seductive words... Without a word, Shiva climbed onto Ramya’s naked body and thrust his erect manhood into the folds of her pussy—which was already slick and drenched with juices. As his cock slid deep inside, striking the very base of her pussy, Ramya moaned sensually—"Sss... Ah..."—and wrapped her legs tightly around Shiva’s waist. After the two of them had savored the intoxicating pleasure of their union for a moment, Shiva opened his eyes, looked into Ramya’s, and teased, "Wow... your pussy has turned into a veritable pond. Just how much 'stock' did that guy dump in there?"



Ramya understood exactly what her husband was talking about; inwardly relieved and happy that he was finally getting into the mood, she asked, "What do you mean, 'dumping stock'?" ...she said, feigning ignorance...


"You just told me, didn't you? That some guy fucked you and filled the depths of your pussy completely with his cum—that’s what I’m asking about. He must have had a huge load stored up; he turned your pussy into a total mess—so much so that my cock couldn't even feel the walls of your vagina," Shiva said teasingly.

Ramya, suddenly realizing what he meant, blushed deeply. "Oh, come on... I just said that in passing... you're too much," she said, overcome with bashful shyness.



Seeing no resistance from his wife, Shiva got even more worked up. "So, did he fuck you really well?" he asked, adding, "Yeah... if he hadn't fucked you hard, your pussy wouldn't be this messy." As he spoke, he lifted her hips, pulled his cock back to the edge of her pussy lips, and thrust it forcefully right into the center of her pussy. Ramya moaned sensually, "Sss... ah... oh my... what a thrust... that hit the spot perfectly." She affectionately stroked her husband's head, pressed his naked body tightly against hers, and locked her lips with his in a passionate, lust-filled kiss.

Encouraged by his wife's enthusiastic response, Shiva grew even more excited. "Tell me, just how thick was his cock? Did it stretch your hole out this much?" "I can't even feel any tightness in your pussy... the edges aren't touching anything at all," Shiva said, thrusting his cock hard into his wife's folds and pounding away vigorously.

Ramya’s feminine instincts surged at her husband's words; realizing where he was heading with this, she played coy while eagerly wanting to keep the heat of the moment alive. "Oh, come on, you're too much," she said. "I only mentioned how wet I was just to make a point, but you're talking as if I actually went and got screwed by someone," Ramya said, acting coy.



"Oh, come on... I wouldn't mind if some guy came along and screwed you. But tell me—how did he do it? How much did he grind against your pussy and how wet did he make it?" Shiva asked eagerly.

"Ugh... you have absolutely no shame," Ramya said, feigning embarrassment.

"Shame won't satisfy desires... tell me, Ramya," Shiva coaxed.

Realizing this was the perfect moment, Ramya said, "Oh my... once you get hold of something, you just won't let go, will you?" She covered her face with both hands, then parted her index fingers slightly to peek at her husband, Shiva, through the gap. "Just thinking about that dream makes me go weak with shyness... Oh God... I can't handle this..." she said, swaying her body and arching her back seductively.


Ramya’s intention was to drive her husband Shiva’s excitement to a fever pitch; that is why she kept dragging out the conversation, stoking his anticipation as much as possible.

Ramya’s ploy worked; blood rushed to Shiva’s face, turning it red, and desire was clearly visible in his expression. His impatience was mounting. Succumbing to that restlessness, he pleaded, "Oh, it’s moments of playful intimacy like this that really heat up the bedroom... Tell me, Ramya... don't tease me like this."

Feigning hesitation—as if she had no choice but to speak—Ramya began her story. "After finishing the cooking in the afternoon, I lay down to rest and drifted into a light sleep. In that sleep, I had a dream... In the dream, I was lying right here in our house when a complete stranger entered. He walked straight into our bedroom and saw me sleeping on this very bed..."

She paused and looked into her husband's eyes; a peculiar glint appeared in Shiva's gaze.

"Oh... and then what happened?" Shiva asked eagerly.

"He collapsed right on top of me..."

"Oh... and then...?" Shiva’s eyes were no longer on Ramya; he seemed lost in a world of his own imagination.

"As my body was being crushed beneath his heavy frame, the weight of him suddenly woke me up. Looking at the man lying on top of me, I asked, 'Who are you? How did you get in here?'"

"I tried to push him off me, asking, 'What are you doing?'" Ramya stopped speaking and looked into Shiva's face again.

"Uh... and then...?" Shiva asked eagerly, gazing into Ramya's eyes; though he appeared to be looking at her eyes, his gaze was actually fixed on something else entirely.

Ramya understood—her husband was imagining another man fucking his wife. Realizing he was getting ensnared in the trap she had set, she continued her story with renewed enthusiasm.

"When I opened my eyes and asked, 'Who are you?', he began to maul me with intense lust. I struggled to break free, but he pinned me firmly to the bed, immobilizing me, and yanked at the loose end of my saree. As I tried to push him away with both hands, he pinned my arms against the bed above my head and started squeezing my breasts hard right over my blouse...!"



Thrusting his cock fiercely into his wife Ramya's pussy—"Aah... Mmm... Ah... Ah..."—Shiva asked, trembling with desire, "So, while he was mauling your breasts like that... what did *you* do?" "Sss... Ah... Shiva... Ah... Oh God... What rough fucking... Oh God... You're absolutely wrecking my pussy..." Ramya said, arching her hips and thrusting back against her husband's powerful strokes.

"Tell me... what did you do when he was squeezing your breasts like that?" Shiva intensified his actions...



"No matter how much I resisted to avoid being overpowered by him, my strength was no match for his... On top of that, he was thrusting his erect cock hard against my pussy... I was losing my strength... Sensing this, he violently tore open the hooks of my blouse... I pleaded helplessly for him to let me go..." As Ramya recounted this...

Visualizing the scene his wife described as if it were a movie playing before his eyes, Shiva placed both hands on Ramya's breasts and began kneading them fiercely. (Ramya could clearly sense the intensity of Shiva's desire; she realized how aroused he was becoming by imagining the story she was telling. So, to further excite him, she began to moan...) "Ah... hmmm... ah... sss... Shiva... you're killing me... you're driving me wild with lust," Ramya moaned sensually... She paused her story, wanting to prolong the moment...

Impatient, Shiva urged her on: "Tell me, what happened next?" he asked restlessly.

Ramya smiled inwardly, happy that her husband was taking the bait, and continued... "Ignoring my protests, he buried his face in my exposed breasts, took them into his mouth, and began to suckle... Even though I didn't want it, as he took my breasts into his mouth and sucked on them..." Without me even realizing it, desire began to stir within me.

 

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What a story ...really amazing ..give more updates

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It was stated in the beginning that Shiva is good in bed and only problem is he is not finding time. Now he is having lot of time to see his wife fucking with another man. Wife is more happy with uncle and he is stretching her better than shiva. It means this guy is a wimp and useless. Ramya has become like a sex slave to uncle and ready to give birth to his child.

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Uncle should impregnate her many times and fuck her till his death and make this bastard father of another man children

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Ramya

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Rough handling by the old man







whatever said and done she likes the neighbor uncle a lot





the old bastard likes to spoil her body

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Rough handling by the old man







whatever said and done she likes the neighbor uncle a lot





the old bastard likes to spoil her body

It's not spoiling its the holy love language of the man worship the woman he crave painting her body with his thick warm paint marking her body and soul and the funny thing is woman love this shit no matter how pious, sanskari and religious she is

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Ramya

Wow what a beauty

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That night, Shiva pulled Ramya close, kissed her, and asked how she planned to win her lover over. Ramya kissed him back and told him how Subbarao would get an erection upon seeing her and gaze at her with lust. Shiva remarked, "Wow, the old man is quite fast, isn't he?" Ramya replied that she had heard he used to have an active sex life with his wife until recently. 


Shiva then expressed his doubts, noting the thirty-year age gap and questioning whether the man could truly satisfy her; he felt she might be taking an unnecessary risk. Ramya responded that while that remained to be seen, safety was more important to her than sexual pleasure, and she didn't want to be taken for granted. 



As for his virility—well, the way he looked at her and the bulge visible through his lungi made her feel... When someone remarked, "Wow, the old guy is quite energetic, isn't he?" Ramya replied, "Apparently, he used to satisfy his wife well until recently; she told me so herself. in fact aunty told me several things that her husband likes to do with her and Shiva, i cant believe such a traditional couple involve in some of the acts that we see in porn movies. Subbarao uncle may look old but he still has lot of stamina and desire as per his deceased wife" 

  


Shiva then said, "That may be true, but there is a thirty-year age gap between you two. I wonder if he can truly satisfy you; it feels like you might be taking an unnecessary risk." Ramya responded, "We'll see about that, but for me, safety is more important than sexual pleasure, and I don't want to be looked down upon. As for his virility—well, the way he looks at me, and after seeing the bulge in his lungi, I feel confident that I can find satisfaction with him somehow."

Shiva then asked, "So, how are you planning to proceed?" She replied, "I'm thinking about how to provoke him further. I can't just walk up to him and ask him to fuck me. He still thinks I haven't noticed his looks or his actions." 


They said goodnight, but the mere thought of that old man fucking his wife made Shiva’s cock hard. Ramya was in a similar state, wondering how to go about it with a man thirty years her senior; the memory of the bulge in his lungi and his lustful gaze had aroused her, and she eventually fell asleep with a firm resolve. 

When Shiva woke up, Ramya wasn't in the room; the sounds he heard told him she was in the kitchen. He freshened up, got ready for the office, and sat down for breakfast. Ramya came over and served the food. Seeing her made Shiva’s cock go hard again; she was wearing a loose nightie that revealed half her breasts whenever she bent over, and it was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra. 

What turned him on even more was realizing she wasn't wearing any panties either—her swaying buttocks as she walked made that clear without a word.
Shiva asked her, "Why are you looking so sexy and revealing so much? Did you get ready like this to turn your lover on?"

Ramya blushed and replied, "Let's see what happens, but I am certainly trying." When asked if she was going there now, she replied, "Yes, I'll go after you leave for the office; I'll do some cooking and clean the house first." Shiva said, "Okay, I'm leaving then; tell me what happens when I get back this evening," kissed his wife Ramya, wished her luck, and left. 


one noticeable change in the pair is they started enjoying their sex much much better now than ever before. what is provoking them to get horny is not such a great secret. they know why


  

After he departed, she tidied up the dishes, gave the baby some milk, and—deliberately unbuttoning her nightie—went to Subbarao. He was reading the newspaper when she arrived; Ramya wished him good morning and handed him his tea. As he looked at her, Subbarao’s eyes widened at the sight of her golden-hued cleavage; seeing his reaction, Ramya smiled inwardly with delight. 

Later, as she walked towards the kitchen after he finished his tea, the sight of her hips swaying sensuously aroused Subbarao; he was captivated by her curves. Ramya deliberately moved around, swaying her backside provocatively to tease him. 


Subbarao began fondling his crotch right over his lungi. Seeing this, Ramya felt aroused too, but she decided not to rush things; she cooked and then swept the house, intentionally bending over in a way that prominently displayed her breasts to Subbarao. Seeing this really drove Subbarao wild; those shapely, colorful breasts—partially visible, with honey-colored nipples teasingly peeking out—caused a tent-like bulge to form in his crotch. 

"Ramya, can you make some hot coffee for me ?"

"sure uncle.. let me check if you have milk in your fridge"

"sorry Ramya, i think i ran out of milk"

"no uncle.. you still have milk in you"



Subbarao didnt understand what she meant.  Ramya with a smile continued "no issues uncle, i will make the coffee with my milk.. "

Subbarao now understood what she meant. His tent is now hitting the roof. he cant believe such a homely wife is talking like that with a old man without wife.

"yeah.. Ramya.. you have two milk tanks"

Ramya blushed and replied

"uncle... i mean i have some milk in my fridge, i will get and get it"

"its ok Ramya.. you can extract milk from me and use it"

by now Subbarao understand what his milk means. Ramya with a smile nodded her head "no uncle.. that kind of coffee with your milk will be good for me.. let me make coffee with MY milk"



Subbarao is already feeling hot with this kind of flirting and raunchy conversation

After the milk and coffee episode, Ramya would occasionally glance at him and smile faintly; Subbarao couldn't quite decipher the look, but it stirred something deep within him. She moved even closer to sweep the floor, asking him to lift his legs; as she bent down near his feet, her breasts—firm and round like apples—were clearly visible down to the nipples. 

Unable to control himself, Subbarao began fondling his cock right over his lungi. Ramya suddenly straightened up; he quickly placed his hand over his crotch to hide the bulge, realizing she had likely seen it. However, she said nothing; the way she glanced at his lungi and let out a breath gave Subbarao a surge of confidence. 

Ramya then said, "I'll leave now; call me if you need anything," and walked away. Watching her buttocks sway as she left, Subbarao vigorously fondled his cock. 


Back inside, Ramya found herself getting aroused just imagining the size of that cock—wondering how massive it would look if fully exposed, given how prominent it had appeared through the lungi. She took a bath, dbangd a saree without wearing any undergarments, and sat down to nurse the baby. 

With the child in her lap and the TV playing, she pondered what to do next. Subbarao, feeling quite aroused after an afternoon nap, went to Ramya's flat around 3 PM, wondering if there might be a chance for some intimacy. 


Ramya, who was watching TV, smiled when she saw him, invited him to sit, and asked if he needed anything; he replied that he didn't want anything specific but had come over because he was bored. Ramya smiled and was just considering what they could do when, suddenly, the baby started crying.



Ramya was about to breastfeed the baby when an idea struck her; she picked up the baby, unfastened her blouse, fully exposed one breast, placed it in the baby's mouth, and covered herself with her saree pallu. Subbarao witnessed this entire scene; seeing her breast fully exposed caused his cock to instantly go rock-hard. He began fondling his erection while gazing lustfully at Ramya. Ramya noticed this, and Subbarao, in turn, observed her glancing nervously at his eyes and his lungi several times while she was nursing.



After she finished breastfeeding, she settled the baby back in her lap, adjusted her pallu and blouse, and held the baby close. However, this time she put on her blouse while looking directly into Subbarao's eyes. This bold move further aroused Subbarao; his hand remained on his cock, and knowing Ramya had seen it, he continued to fondle it confidently. 



They held each other's gaze, occasionally smiling. After a while, realizing it was time for Shiva to return, Subbarao stood up and walked toward the balcony; Ramya followed him, carrying the baby. Smiling at Ramya and deciding to make a move, Subbarao reached out as if to take the baby; under the guise of holding the child, he placed his hand over Ramya's chest—covering her breast completely—and, in a swift motion, pressed his rough hand firmly against her soft breast before taking the baby from her. 

Ramya felt a sudden, intense thrill rush through her entire body; Subbarao was gazing intently into her eyes, waiting to hear what she would say, while she smiled back at him. Just then, seeing Shiva arrive, the man said he had to leave and departed; the intensity of his actions had driven Ramya wild, leaving her visibly aroused. 


Back home, Shiva noticed Ramya’s bashful expression and asked eagerly what had happened. Ramya told him she would explain after freshening up; later, after they had finished dinner and were in bed, he asked again. Ramya kissed her husband, snuggled close to him, and recounted everything—from how she had exposed herself earlier and let him fondle her, to the moment he squeezed her breast while lifting the baby. 


Hearing this, Shiva became incredibly aroused and remarked that the old man was quite bold; Ramya agreed, noting how fast he moved. When Shiva asked if the man might take things a step further the next day, Ramya replied that since it was Sunday and Shiva would be home, there wouldn't be any opportunity. 



Shiva then came up with a plan: they would go to the movies the next afternoon and invite the old man along. He explained that they would have some privacy there, and he could even watch what they did in the dim light. Ramya agreed to her husband's plan, and as she thought about the next day, she drifted off to sleep, feeling aroused. When Subbarao runs into Ramya in the morning, she invites him to join them for a movie in the afternoon, and he agrees.

Later, as they are getting ready, Subbarao arrives at their flat. Ramya is already dressed in a sheer saree and a low-cut blouse, wearing nothing underneath; seeing her like this stirs a physical arousal in Subbarao. Ramya serves him tea and, as she heads back inside, she winks at Shiva. Shiva chats with 'Uncle' for a couple of minutes while the older man reads the newspaper. 


Ramya returns with the baby and hands it to Shiva; she then deliberately sits next to Uncle, leaning in close to the newspaper as if to read the headlines. While doing so, she intentionally presses her breast against the arm Uncle is using to hold the paper, all while pretending to be engrossed in the news. Subbarao is captivated by the scent of her perfume and the softness of her breast against him. 

He considers making a move—much like the day before—but loses his nerve because Shiva is right there. With their movements obscured by the newspaper, and Uncle remaining passive despite the contact, both Shiva and Ramya realize that Uncle isn't reacting precisely because Shiva is present.

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