23-01-2019, 03:10 PM
"I guess then all that talk of breeding must have excited you," I said not realizing how to continue the conversation.
"Indeed! It did it for me. I couldn't have perhaps mustered courage to embark on this affair if the timing hadn't been right," she said rising from her chair and walking aimlessly in the study room.
"Did Kishanchanji know about this?" I asked innocuously.
"NO," she almost screamed, "He didn't!"
"Although, I guess he might have sensed it," she said using her womanly instincts. She was pacing the room at a leisurely pace as she thought over the events.
"As far as I remember your periods hadn't resumed," I said probing her to find when her periods commenced again.
"They commenced last month," she responded calmly.
I was curious to know what started her ovulation and periods all of a sudden. We had been having lots of sex for past 3-4 months but that never triggered her periods. Also, her breastfeeding didn't reduce significantly to trigger it.
My hopes were sinking now, as Manisha was very excited at the prospect of having sex with Kishanchanji during her fertile period. Made me wonder if she subconsciously enjoyed the thought of copulating with him during that period, perhaps risking pregnancy. Worst, I wondered if Kishanchanji's relentless pursuit triggered her ovulation? Is such a thing possible? Can the desire to mate with a person trigger ovulation in a female under such conditions? Not sure if I had heard something of that sort in animal kingdom yet.
It was about two months back when she finally agreed to live our fantasy and it makes me wonder if she agreed due to Kishanchanji's advances, which she found difficult to resist. More importantly, did her womanly instincts forced her to ovulate before she considered mating with this nomadic lion? Would she have risked bareback sex with Kishanchanji if I hadn't woken up? I was presuming that both weren't prepared for such an eventuality and wouldn't have had protection measures handy.
Her Saturday session with Kishanchanji must have been really hot and raunchy. No wonder, he came home for another session in the wee hours this morning. I wondered if I should have eavesdropped on their Saturday session or perhaps secretly watched them making it out. My admiration for Kishanchanji grew leaps and bounds as all this went through my mind.
Not wanting to stall the conversation, I asked her, "Was it always Kishanchanji in your fantasies?" changing the topic slightly.
"No! But his were the most compelling and recurring ones."
"Didn't you fantasize about Amirchanji then?" I asked her surprised by her response.
"Actually, I masturbated thinking about him the very day I met him," she responded with a little apprehension in her voice as she looked into my eyes to judge my response.
I was surprised with Manisha's candid response to my question. She seemed to be in an incredible mood after the morning session with Kishanchanji. Our relationship seemed to have evolved to a point where she could openly admit of her preferences for potential mates. Amirchanji indeed was pretty good looking and was in very good shape for his age.
"What about you?" she asked immediately not wanting me to pick on her reply to earlier question.
"Who was humping me in your fantasies?" she asked.
"I always thought of a young attractive male having sex with you.
"So, I fantasized you sleeping with such younger, attractive males in our friends circle but no one in particular," I said.
"Why didn't you opt for Amirchanji then?" I asked her continuing on our earlier thread.
"We hardly know Amirchanji," she said almost in desperation perhaps hinting that she would have been interested in starting her extramarital life with him.
"Hence I couldn't trust him with such an important secret," she said thoughtfully.
"Moreover, I always felt Kishanchanji deserved the privilege of being my first extramarital lover – a credit to his persistence!" she said countering my earlier guess. There was pin drop silence as she said this. I could clearly hear our heart beats pacing at a blistering pace. And then she meticulously added carefully sitting on the edge of the chair, "It was Kishanchanji who sensed a woman in heat that evening."
"He didn't let go of me even for a moment that evening," she said. Her voice trembling and her throat chocked as she said that. Clearing her throat she further added, "He adroitly seduced me in a matter of minutes in our very house."
I noted that evening that Kishanchanji and Manisha were hanging together most of the time and that is what initially pissed me off and I got myself drunk. I shouldn't have any objection though, since that triggered their affair. Her talk now reminded me how much a male of species guards 'his' female in her fertile period ensuring that nobody else gets to mate with her.
Manisha emphasized how skillful Kishanchanji was in grabbing the moment. I wondered if he could sense that Manisha was in heat – would that have mattered to him? I really wondered how he must have arranged to be back in our house after moving me to our bedroom. Both Manisha and Kishanchanji had changed by the time I had woken up. Did Manisha invite him for a coffee or did he get himself invited?
Bringing myself to earlier thread, Amirchanji and Kishanchanji were contrasting characters – only similarity was their business acumen. I wondered what Manisha found attractive in each of them.
"Manisha," I broached up the topic, "Amirchanji and Kishanchanji are so very different and it is not clear to me what you find attractive about them?" I put forward innocently.
"I never realized that," she said
"Good that you asked. Let me think about it."
"I found both of them to be very focused," she said
"Means?"
"I mean both were interested in me and pursued me relentlessly," she clarified.
"More importantly, both of them had the knack to deal with women," she tactfully added.
"But those are the similarities?" I retorted.
"Their behaviors were very different. While Kishanchanji was a lecher and did things surreptitiously Amirchanji had certain haughtiness and preferred to be straightforward.
"Amirchanji had tremendous confidence. He made me feel desirable but never went overboard.
"Kishanchanji on the other hand always took an additional step to make me feel prized.
"Both of them seemed to be domineering kind but Kishanchanji was a bit smarter at achieving his objectives. He was willing to make concessions to meet his objectives. Amirchanji on the other hand wanted total supremacy and didn't budge from his stance."
She was spot on with her final sentence. That was the key difference between Kishanchanji and Amirchanji. With her thorough analysis, I wondered what it would be for Manisha to experience Amirchanji on the side. I was getting a bit greedy now and wanted to perhaps see both of them having sex with Manisha. Made me wonder if she could handle the attention of three people? Although, Manisha had opted for these two people from a practical perspective, I wondered if she found anyone more attractive in particular.
"Looks wise who do you find more attractive?" I asked her, an obvious question.
"Each of them is attractive in their own way," she replied to my utter surprise.
"Amirchanji is obviously attractive," she justified
"He is tall with a lean structure for his age and gifted with sharp features and fair complexion."
"Kishanchanji on the other hand is a sharp contrast!" she stated the obvious.
"Nevertheless, his dark skin has an appeal that I find difficult, if not impossible, to resist.
"The prospect of letting this short, stocky figure mount you would send a chill through the spine of any beautiful woman," she said contradicting herself.
"Yet it is the same forbidden thought that I find irresistible!"
"So, it is the stark contrast of complexion that arouses you," I asked inquisitively. Incidentally, I too found the stark contrast in their complexions quite arousing. Her rosy pink lips just inches away from his dark purple monster were an incredible sight.
"It is not just his dark complexion."
"Beautiful women are not supposed to be having sex with such a despicable looking man," she said.
"It is the thought of letting such a man mate with you in an extramarital affair did it for me!" she said in-between her labored breathing.
"And that too in the middle of my fertile period," she added further hitting right on the head of nail.
"So, you find Kishanchanji more attractive than Amirchanji," I said putting things together, brushing aside her remarks of being in the middle of fertile period. Somehow, I was not very comfortable with discussing this thing with her now. As more information became available, I wondered if it made any sense to even broach up the subject so early. More importantly, it seemed that I would be on the loosing end anyway. Again, if she had already made up her mind then there was no point hiding from it either, so I just thought of continuing it.
"I find the thought of having sex with Kishanchanji forbidden," she said clarifying, "Otherwise, Amirchanji is more attractive and had Kishanchanji been attractive like him, I would have opted for Amirchanji."
"I wonder how you could manage to kiss Kishanchanji if you find him so despicable?"
"That is what makes it so exciting. Letting a despicable lecher suck nectar from my rosy lips."
"I guess the sucking is both ways," I said hinting towards the involvement of both parties in a kiss.
"Indeed! It did it for me. I couldn't have perhaps mustered courage to embark on this affair if the timing hadn't been right," she said rising from her chair and walking aimlessly in the study room.
"Did Kishanchanji know about this?" I asked innocuously.
"NO," she almost screamed, "He didn't!"
"Although, I guess he might have sensed it," she said using her womanly instincts. She was pacing the room at a leisurely pace as she thought over the events.
"As far as I remember your periods hadn't resumed," I said probing her to find when her periods commenced again.
"They commenced last month," she responded calmly.
I was curious to know what started her ovulation and periods all of a sudden. We had been having lots of sex for past 3-4 months but that never triggered her periods. Also, her breastfeeding didn't reduce significantly to trigger it.
My hopes were sinking now, as Manisha was very excited at the prospect of having sex with Kishanchanji during her fertile period. Made me wonder if she subconsciously enjoyed the thought of copulating with him during that period, perhaps risking pregnancy. Worst, I wondered if Kishanchanji's relentless pursuit triggered her ovulation? Is such a thing possible? Can the desire to mate with a person trigger ovulation in a female under such conditions? Not sure if I had heard something of that sort in animal kingdom yet.
It was about two months back when she finally agreed to live our fantasy and it makes me wonder if she agreed due to Kishanchanji's advances, which she found difficult to resist. More importantly, did her womanly instincts forced her to ovulate before she considered mating with this nomadic lion? Would she have risked bareback sex with Kishanchanji if I hadn't woken up? I was presuming that both weren't prepared for such an eventuality and wouldn't have had protection measures handy.
Her Saturday session with Kishanchanji must have been really hot and raunchy. No wonder, he came home for another session in the wee hours this morning. I wondered if I should have eavesdropped on their Saturday session or perhaps secretly watched them making it out. My admiration for Kishanchanji grew leaps and bounds as all this went through my mind.
Not wanting to stall the conversation, I asked her, "Was it always Kishanchanji in your fantasies?" changing the topic slightly.
"No! But his were the most compelling and recurring ones."
"Didn't you fantasize about Amirchanji then?" I asked her surprised by her response.
"Actually, I masturbated thinking about him the very day I met him," she responded with a little apprehension in her voice as she looked into my eyes to judge my response.
I was surprised with Manisha's candid response to my question. She seemed to be in an incredible mood after the morning session with Kishanchanji. Our relationship seemed to have evolved to a point where she could openly admit of her preferences for potential mates. Amirchanji indeed was pretty good looking and was in very good shape for his age.
"What about you?" she asked immediately not wanting me to pick on her reply to earlier question.
"Who was humping me in your fantasies?" she asked.
"I always thought of a young attractive male having sex with you.
"So, I fantasized you sleeping with such younger, attractive males in our friends circle but no one in particular," I said.
"Why didn't you opt for Amirchanji then?" I asked her continuing on our earlier thread.
"We hardly know Amirchanji," she said almost in desperation perhaps hinting that she would have been interested in starting her extramarital life with him.
"Hence I couldn't trust him with such an important secret," she said thoughtfully.
"Moreover, I always felt Kishanchanji deserved the privilege of being my first extramarital lover – a credit to his persistence!" she said countering my earlier guess. There was pin drop silence as she said this. I could clearly hear our heart beats pacing at a blistering pace. And then she meticulously added carefully sitting on the edge of the chair, "It was Kishanchanji who sensed a woman in heat that evening."
"He didn't let go of me even for a moment that evening," she said. Her voice trembling and her throat chocked as she said that. Clearing her throat she further added, "He adroitly seduced me in a matter of minutes in our very house."
I noted that evening that Kishanchanji and Manisha were hanging together most of the time and that is what initially pissed me off and I got myself drunk. I shouldn't have any objection though, since that triggered their affair. Her talk now reminded me how much a male of species guards 'his' female in her fertile period ensuring that nobody else gets to mate with her.
Manisha emphasized how skillful Kishanchanji was in grabbing the moment. I wondered if he could sense that Manisha was in heat – would that have mattered to him? I really wondered how he must have arranged to be back in our house after moving me to our bedroom. Both Manisha and Kishanchanji had changed by the time I had woken up. Did Manisha invite him for a coffee or did he get himself invited?
Bringing myself to earlier thread, Amirchanji and Kishanchanji were contrasting characters – only similarity was their business acumen. I wondered what Manisha found attractive in each of them.
"Manisha," I broached up the topic, "Amirchanji and Kishanchanji are so very different and it is not clear to me what you find attractive about them?" I put forward innocently.
"I never realized that," she said
"Good that you asked. Let me think about it."
"I found both of them to be very focused," she said
"Means?"
"I mean both were interested in me and pursued me relentlessly," she clarified.
"More importantly, both of them had the knack to deal with women," she tactfully added.
"But those are the similarities?" I retorted.
"Their behaviors were very different. While Kishanchanji was a lecher and did things surreptitiously Amirchanji had certain haughtiness and preferred to be straightforward.
"Amirchanji had tremendous confidence. He made me feel desirable but never went overboard.
"Kishanchanji on the other hand always took an additional step to make me feel prized.
"Both of them seemed to be domineering kind but Kishanchanji was a bit smarter at achieving his objectives. He was willing to make concessions to meet his objectives. Amirchanji on the other hand wanted total supremacy and didn't budge from his stance."
She was spot on with her final sentence. That was the key difference between Kishanchanji and Amirchanji. With her thorough analysis, I wondered what it would be for Manisha to experience Amirchanji on the side. I was getting a bit greedy now and wanted to perhaps see both of them having sex with Manisha. Made me wonder if she could handle the attention of three people? Although, Manisha had opted for these two people from a practical perspective, I wondered if she found anyone more attractive in particular.
"Looks wise who do you find more attractive?" I asked her, an obvious question.
"Each of them is attractive in their own way," she replied to my utter surprise.
"Amirchanji is obviously attractive," she justified
"He is tall with a lean structure for his age and gifted with sharp features and fair complexion."
"Kishanchanji on the other hand is a sharp contrast!" she stated the obvious.
"Nevertheless, his dark skin has an appeal that I find difficult, if not impossible, to resist.
"The prospect of letting this short, stocky figure mount you would send a chill through the spine of any beautiful woman," she said contradicting herself.
"Yet it is the same forbidden thought that I find irresistible!"
"So, it is the stark contrast of complexion that arouses you," I asked inquisitively. Incidentally, I too found the stark contrast in their complexions quite arousing. Her rosy pink lips just inches away from his dark purple monster were an incredible sight.
"It is not just his dark complexion."
"Beautiful women are not supposed to be having sex with such a despicable looking man," she said.
"It is the thought of letting such a man mate with you in an extramarital affair did it for me!" she said in-between her labored breathing.
"And that too in the middle of my fertile period," she added further hitting right on the head of nail.
"So, you find Kishanchanji more attractive than Amirchanji," I said putting things together, brushing aside her remarks of being in the middle of fertile period. Somehow, I was not very comfortable with discussing this thing with her now. As more information became available, I wondered if it made any sense to even broach up the subject so early. More importantly, it seemed that I would be on the loosing end anyway. Again, if she had already made up her mind then there was no point hiding from it either, so I just thought of continuing it.
"I find the thought of having sex with Kishanchanji forbidden," she said clarifying, "Otherwise, Amirchanji is more attractive and had Kishanchanji been attractive like him, I would have opted for Amirchanji."
"I wonder how you could manage to kiss Kishanchanji if you find him so despicable?"
"That is what makes it so exciting. Letting a despicable lecher suck nectar from my rosy lips."
"I guess the sucking is both ways," I said hinting towards the involvement of both parties in a kiss.
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