29-01-2020, 02:17 PM
Update 14
Though Preethi’s lack of interest in sex lead to my sex starvation, I did not mind. I thought this is the best way of completely coming out of the open relationship and her obsession to be Kumar’s mistress. No doubt, nine months of her relationship with Kumar had benefitted both of us sexually. But in the long run continuing something like that was not in my agenda. I wanted my loving wife back fully before we start a family. I thought, over a period this lack of interest would wear out and she would become the Preethi that I know before we started the open relationship.
It was around September when Kumar and Malathy visited us to spend a day with us on a Sunday. Kumar and Preethi went for go-carting.
As soon as they left Malathy pounced on me like a hungry tigress saying, “God, I missed you so much”
For a moment I thought ‘Should I continue?’ then I justified to myself saying ‘Preethi has not stopped it yet anyway.’
“Me too” I said and we kissed passionately for few minutes. I first started caressing her lovely breasts and kneaded her nipples over the clothing. She pulled her top up, removed her bra in a second and pulled me her breasts rustling my hair. From Malathy’s reaction I used to think that her craving to have children and inability to have makes her react this way.
After quite a while she pushed me down and I waged a war on her nether lips with my tongue. After almost 15 minutes of my ministrations and her multiple orgasms Malathy pulled me up.
“No wonder Preethi is having a tough time making up her mind. Choosing between your tongue and his manhood” she said in a matter of fact manner.
I ignored her comment and mounted her. As I slid in Malathy let out a loud gasp and I started shafting her. Considering Preethi’s recent disinterest in sex I thought of capitalizing on the chance with Malathy. I continued my penetration for over 20 minutes in different positions and finally ejaculated in her.
While lazing in the bed after our love making I asked her, “What did you mean by Preethi making up her mind? Where is the question of choice?”
Malathy abruptly said, “Her confusion is to whether continue with your gentle love making forever or succumb to Kumar and complete her mistress responsibilities”
That surprised me.
I had to confide, “Actually off-late Preethi is disinterested in having sex. It is as though her sex drive is gone”
Malathy said, “Quite understandable. She can’t have sex with Kumar. As a result her sex drive would have come down”
I replied, “I thought she is still continuing with Kumar on and off during my travel”
Malathy, “No. She comes only when she is not in her fertile period. Even if she comes during her fertile period she only fellates him”
I said, “But I have discussed this with Preethi and she said she will wear a diaphragm”
Malathy said, “Diaphragms alone are not effective; particularly when penetration is as deep as Kumar’s. She has to use spermicidal also along with it. Spermicidal will leave a repulsive smell and taste for a couple of days at least. Considering you she has not opted for both and avoiding penetrative sex with Kumar altogether.”
I didn’t buy that argument. She was having sex with me at most twice a week during weekends. My travel these days were always in the beginning of the week. If she wanted she could have used diaphragm and spermicidal without affecting our mating.
Instead I said, “But I thought Kumar is adept in humping her and later off-loading in her mouth,” recollecting both the time I saw them doing it.
Malathy interjected, “Knowing that Preethi is not on pills do you think Kumar would do that? My inability to bear his children has fired him more”
I had to comment, “I never thought he will be so blatant” and stopped without saying anything.
Malathy filled up for me saying, “He is an inconsiderate bastard. But that is a known fact anyway. It is Preethi you should worry about”
“You mean her loss of sexual libido? It’s ok. I guess she will slowly come out of it” I said
Malathy said, “Anand, you are so naïve. No doubt her libido has suffered due to her frustration. But she cannot resist for long. That is what you need to worry about.”
I asked her, “What do you mean?”
Malathy, “She will eventually succumb to Kumar’s advances and allow him to mate her during her fertile period and let him impregnate her”
I was momentarily stunned.
I said, “But she does not want to have children”
Malathy clarified, “A woman’s deepest desire is to mate her alpha-male during her fertile period and get impregnated by him. Pregnancy and child-birth are actually side effects that they do not think of when consumed by the desire”
I asked, “Do you mean to say that all along she wanted to get impregnated by him? Even when we were with you and she was on pills?”
Malathy said, “Yes. The pills actually came in the way. But she could not stop them. Now that the doctor has advised to stop it, her desire has flared up”
I mused, “She never shared this with me”
Malathy said, “Come on Anand. How can she openly tell you that she wants to get impregnated by Kumar even if she craves for it?”
I raised my doubt saying, “If her desire is to get impregnated she can always tell me and we can have kids. She never wanted to go through pregnancy. She went to the extent of agreeing to adopt couple of kids. If she has to bear, then she wanted to have just one kid that too when she is nearing thirty”
Malathy said, “All that would have been before her mating with Kumar. I am sure she has a burning desire to get impregnated by Kumar. She loves you so much that she does not want to tell you and hurt you.”
I sat dumb-founded for quite a while. ‘What has Preethi become?’, ‘Does she want to have someone else’s child?’, ‘Did she ever think of consequences?’ Questions filled my mind.
Malathy understood and allowed the silence continue for a while. Then she said, “Please do not confront her. What I have told you is my reading of the situation. Actually I am surprised that her frustration should affect her so much. Even if she cannot have access to Kumar you have always been there. And never did she say that you are bad in bed. In a normal situation any woman in heat would have opted for the second best male around. Unless .. “ She stopped and looked at me deeply.
I asked, “Unless?”
Malathy continued, “Unless her craving to get impregnated by Kumar is so much that she does not find you as an alternative. In that case she will avoid sex with you fearing impregnation by you. That also explains loss of sexual libido but only with you”
That was a like a slap on my face. She sensed it and said, “I am so sorry Anand. I wanted the open relationship primarily to control Kumar’s activities elsewhere. I saw Kumar targeting her and Preethi also to be eager. I never foresaw such a consequence. I am sorry”
Though she sounded genuine I was angry at her manipulations. I could not help but telling her in a stern tone, “I am sorry to say this Malathy. I think you were fully aware of the consequences and in fact steered Preethi to it, right up to cuckolding me”
Malathy said, “I knew you were there in the bathroom the other day and I brought Preethi there since you were there. I never steered Preethi in to getting impregnated by Kumar. I only wanted to see how keen she was. If she was keen I wanted you to be aware of it. That too, you must clearly remember by asking just one question and not dwelling on it further”
I said, “I also remember you referring me a passive cuckold”
Malathy gave a long explanation saying, “Yes I said that. I don’t deny. I said that because cuckoldry was the most logical manner both your fantasies can last. I never thought you will move out so abruptly and I wanted both of you to be happy being with us. As time passes your fantasy may wane while her desire to mate Kumar will continue. If that happens then we are back to square one of Preethi cheating behind your back. Likewise as time passes Preethi’s guilt feel would have increased. Cuckoldry in practice is not what you see or read in pornography. Wherever it is practiced it is done so to enhance the mutual pleasures of the couple. It is the most logical next step to your fantasy. By informing Preethi about your fantasy I helped her to feel less guilty. I felt her primary objective to mate with you was always to thank you for allowing her to mate Kumar. Instead I wanted to divert it to the mutual love between you two. It was never to demean you or humiliate you. I also know how much Preethi loves you and adores you that she will never humiliate you on purpose. In fact I later went to the extent of educating her on how to engage in minor teasing that I am sure will excite you and flare up your libido”
Though I was satisfied with Malathy’s reply I had to admit to her, “But my fantasy as you said has really started waning”
Malathy interjected, “But Preethi desire has not reduced in any manner. What are you going to do?”
I said, “I am confused”
Malathy said, “Let us not jump to conclusions. Preethi has gone out with Kumar. If her desire to mate Kumar is so much then her proximity to him will fire up her libido. And I think she is in her fertile period now. From Preethi’s reaction you will know tonight. Also you will know if she allows you to impregnate her”
I said in a dejected tone, “Either ways I feel cheated”
Malathy said, “Lust can do many things” and exhaled.
And we ended our conversation there.
Later at night as we both went to our bedroom Preethi headed to the bathroom. After a while she came and hugged me from behind and planted a kiss on my neck. Her hands caressed my body and ever so lightly sneaked underneath my shirt. She caressed my body lovingly; her hands felt my taught stomach muscles before moving up to my well-shaped chest. And then she squeezed my chest (as if they were breasts) first gently and then viciously. She had picked up this nasty habit from Kumar as he had abused her breasts a lot during our stay at their place. It was perhaps one of the reasons why her bust size significantly increased during our stay. She played with my nipples a little, which I always enjoyed, before moving her hand inside my pajamas to seize my stiff member. She jerked the way Malathy did; mostly while disallowing me to mount her. Preethi's this new act could have been interpreted as a novelty but to me it was clearly a way of humiliating me. I asked surprised by her new behavior, "What has gotten into you?"
"Lust!" she whispered into my ear.
"For whom?" I asked quickly suggesting her as well. In past we had several such intimate and hot conversations with full of innuendo but Preethi never played along, she always tolerated it. Preethi had frankly admitted, on a number of occasions, that she had immensely enjoyed the time she spent with Kumar. However, she never tantalizingly mentioned it in our conversations. To her it was just another fact -- similar to the fact that Malathy had difficulty in accommodating him. This time she didn't hesitate and whispered into my ear, "Lust for my lover," as her thumb massaged the knob. I turned a little to kiss her and she returned my kiss. She kissed forcefully, stroking me with her tight fist. Breaking the kiss she completed her response, "who is in the next room."
"Pity that he is not at his rightful place," she whispered again, ever so slowly jerking my manhood. I had admitted to her several times about my fantasy. Though I have seen her mating Kumar I never shared that secret with her and quite a few times mentioned that I am eager to see her mate Kumar. She too had opened and given me details of their mating. Though she never once mentioned about her rim-jobs, she had mentioned about swallowing his load and his humping her mouth. Now she was not just participating but seemed to extend horizons of our relationship by talking about Kumar while we were mating. All through her talk I noticed she was looking into my eyes to see if I am getting uncomfortable at any point.
"It doesn't matter, though," she said after a few moments.
"He must be blissfully asleep after dumping his load in my mouth," she said ever so lightly, her voice only trembling a little.
"Did you taste it," she asked, her voice returning to normal tone. I didn't know how to respond and only managed to ask, "Really?" I asked hesitantly, pretending to be disinterested.
"Here," she said leaning for a kiss, "try again." And without much hesitation I accepted her kiss. While I was kissing her, I wondered if she really performed fellatio on him and if so where?
"Not yet," she asked after breaking our prolonged kiss.
"Perhaps you should try to see if he left something down there for you," she added casually, pushing me to kneel down in front of her. She scooted forward and pulled my face into her pelvic region. She wasn't wearing her panties, which was unusual if she had indeed been mating Kumar. Her lips were wet and didn't belie her state. Driving my tongue through her a few times, I figured out that she had not mated Kumar. She laid back and lifted her legs over my shoulders and said, "Eat it out to your heart’s content."
And then for the next forty-five minutes I was on my knees satisfying her with my tongue. She had two orgasms in the first thirty-five minutes but she never lifted her legs from my shoulder and every time I tried to rise, she forced me down with her legs. This was unlike Preethi, who rarely insisted on such a long foreplay. In the last leg she did something even more unusual and unexpected. As her second orgasm subsided, she pushed me further below clearly indicating that she wanted me to perform anilingus. I promptly complied.
Having satisfied her completely, I moved on top of her and kissed her forcibly and despite having climaxed couple of times, she responded fervently. She was not done yet with her teasing and asked me if I had tasted Kumar’s load. To my utter surprise I quickly responded, "No but I wish I could," and kissed her again. Her hand quickly moved down to my erect member. I slid down next to her to give more access to her.
Our kisses were unusually wet, sloppy and extremely passionate. Breaking the kiss she said, "Perhaps he shot it right inside my womb." Her hands were busy jerking me very delicately and all the talk was now exciting me so much that I started to pump in and out of her fist.
"He breaches the narrow corridor of my cervix often," she said.
"Many a times he is deeply wedged inside my cervix while spewing his baby making sperm," she added in her seductive voice looking for a response in my eyes. In the faint light of our bathroom passage she could only sense my reaction. However, the frantic pumping underneath conveyed what she was enquiring about.
"Could he have impregnated me?" she asked innocently, reaching out for my lips. I kissed her passionately and very soon moved on top to mount her. She spread her legs and asked, "Where are the condoms?"
A rhetoric question! She immediately fished out one from our bedside table. Reluctantly I pulled it on top of my rock hard member that was longing to feel the insides of her.
"Just in case," she said as I slid myself into her.
"I don't want to risk it."
"Although, I might already be pregnant," she said emphasizing that Kumar had the privilege of taking her bareback. Not sure what it was -- whether it was the humiliation or a sense of competition -- but it fueled my desire to quench her thirst. I never had much doubt in my ability to satisfy a woman. I shafted her at a rapid pace as I thought about these things. Preethi certainly was enjoying our intense session; she was continuously moaning and grunting every time I rammed all the way into her. A few minutes into it, she raised her legs and placed them on my back and pulled me into her. As my rhythm slowed down, she said, "Slow down."
"Easy," she breathed out.
"I want you to last at least half as long as he lasts," she added again nonchalantly. It inflated my desire to shaft her as long as I could but given very little room I resorted to kissing her forcibly and she responded passionately. Then I started nibbling her nipples bending myself down to which she always responds gasping. I got the desired response. I was eager to continue shafting her -- her use of pelvic muscles was making harder for me to control my ejaculation. Breaking the kiss she said, "I can see that you enjoy having your wife entertain well-endowed men."
"Perhaps, I should invite him over every weekend." She eased the pressure and let me freely shaft her; realizing perhaps that I wouldn't hold on for much longer. I noticed in the watch that it has been over fifteen minutes since I started shafting her. Unfortunately, even my best timings couldn't beat Kumar's worst ones. Kumar's quickies would last thirty to forty-five minutes, the bulk of which would be Preethi's foreplay on Kumar and then fifteen-to-twenty minutes of humping. Determined to please Preethi for as long as I could, I tried varying the pace and rhythm to postpone my ejaculation and after about another eight minutes I climaxed. Preethi hugged me very tightly as if were unloading in her.
"That was terrific," she exhaled.
"Looks like all the talk fired you up," she added.
"I knew you were making it up all along," I responded.
"I bet you wished it was all true," she said slapping my butt.
"Of course, it drives me crazy," I responded.
"I am glad," she said, "I made you wear the condom."
"I wonder how much you would have ejaculated if Kumar indeed had mounted me," she added.
"You were pretty excited too," I retorted.
"You made me eat you for more than forty-five minutes!"
"I can't help it," she shrugged, "He has that effect on me."
"If he were to force himself upon me then I would have no choice but to accept him."
"Condom or no condom," she emphasized.
"After all I was his mistress," she justified.
Her burning desire to mate Kumar was very evident. However I was yet to find out if she wanted to be impregnated by Kumar. She had been talking so freely. I guessed sometime through this night she will admit so and later justify that she said that to excite me.
We slept soon after that. Without doubt, this was our best session yet. Despite her lack of interest in sex off-late, we had certainly alleviated our relationship to the next level. Preethi understood my fantasy and even accepted it as normal behavior. I wondered if she had indeed made out with Kumar in our laundry room. Our laundry room is secluded and hence that couldn't be ruled out. It was possible that she could have fellated him as she wasn't dilated at all.
Her last few words vindicated Malathy's suggestion. Although we had discussed about her making out with Kumar, his impregnating her was never implied. Preethi rarely shared her fantasies, although she always confessed that her excitement comes from illicitness of the acts involved. Kumar's oversized equipment and his insatiable libido only heightened her pleasure.
Her sudden active interest in playing along in my fantasies raised a few doubts. I wondered if she will ever break off the affair. The thoughts troubled me and I couldn't sleep well. I woke up suddenly around 1:30 am with thirst. Not surprisingly, I had an erection that needed attention but I turned to the more urgent need.
Returning to bed I snuggled next to Preethi and planted soft kisses on her neck. She was fast asleep and didn't respond. I moved my hand to her exposed rear and squeezed her tenderly. Very slowly I slipped my hand in the narrow space between her thighs to reach her bud. She was fast asleep and was oblivious to my movements. However, as I gently massaged her and rubbed my manhood between her legs, she started responding and was wet in no time. In her moans I heard her whisper, "Oh Kumar!"
"I thought you would never come," she mumbled. I still wasn't sure if she was awake or asleep as she didn't make any move. I continued kissing her neck and then slowly moved to her earlobes. She squirmed as my tongue traced her earlobe but didn't turn back and only spread her legs further and mumbled, "Mount me!"
"Impregnate me..." she moaned. I was stunned to hear that but thought she was only playing. Preethi was practically sleeping on her stomach with her legs splayed open providing enough access. I didn't waste much time and mounted her from behind and with hardly any effort drove myself into her. This was the first time I took that way. I found this position harder, primarily because I had no practice. It could have been compensated had I been longer enough to keep myself embedded inside her while shafting. Very soon Preethi was moaning. However, having ejaculated only a few hours earlier, I was in no mood to finish so soon. Malathy's words were still playing in my mind. Moreover, I just realized that I was taking her bareback in her fertile period. I wanted to prove that I was being worthy of impregnating her. It was an incredible feeling, although Preethi didn't respond, except for her moans. After about fifteen minutes of nonstop humping, Preethi said, "Let's change positions."
Without thinking I changed into our regular missionary style and started humping her again. I leaned to kiss her but she refused and pulled me further and tongued my earlobes. I knew she would resist, fearing her stale breath. As I pumped her hard, trying to match Kumar's virility, she whispered, "You are so good today."
"I almost thought it was Kumar." This excited me to great extent and I pumped her hard for another five minutes before shooting my sperm deep inside her. As we regained our composure after another wild session she playfully patted on my butt and said, "You devil."
"You too want to sow your seeds?" she said.
"You too?”
"Who else?" I asked her surprised by her remark.
It seemed as if I had caught her in the act. She didn't react but was a little uncomfortable before asking a rhetorical question, "Who else?" "Kumar!" she answered it herself.
"You never told me about this?" I acted surprised.
"What is there to tell?" she asked.
"In case you haven't realized, your wife tends to have such an effect on men she meets with," she added with a nervous laughter.
"Now, get off," she said, "Let me wash; otherwise you might really make me pregnant."
The thoughts about Kumar making out with Preethi while I slept next to her intrigued me. I wondered if Preethi was just playing along or was she in the middle of a dream. Anyway, having spent myself twice that night I couldn't worry too much about it and quickly dozed off. I woke up pretty early with a stiff erection -- partly due to inflated bladder and partly due to Preethi's lips wrapped around my member. It was a pleasant wakeup call and perhaps very first time Preethi woke me up that way. Finding me awake, she said, "You might as well return the favor," and moved on top of me into 69-position. I didn't need much encouragement and tongued her pink lips that had retracted back to their original shape.
Out of the blue I thought how much distended her lips would become after delivering Kumar's child. Yes, I thought "Kumar's child". I couldn’t believe myself. ‘Is my mind playing games with me?’ I asked myself.
I pleasured her with my tongue and even licked her puckered hole. Preethi was in hot mood as she deep throated me effortlessly and even fingered my rear that drove me crazy. However, having spent myself twice I wasn't even nearing point of ejaculation even after Preethi frantically sucked on me for over 20 minutes. She, though, climaxed pretty soon. Finally, she gave up and said, "Looks like you would take too long," and left me unsatisfied.
"I would be late for work," she justified as she cleaned herself up before heading out to kitchen for her breakfast. It was only 6:15 and didn't understand her rationale since she had two hours. I didn't take much time to sleep again and woke up in an hour. I freshened up myself and was about to step out when Preethi entered the bedroom and silently behind my back stepped into our bathroom. I grabbed her from behind and almost pinned her to the bathroom door and kissed her neck softly.
"You didn't finish what you started," I softly whispered to her.
"What do you want?" she retorted quickly and added, "We have done it thrice already." She very reluctantly turned around to face me but didn't directly look into my eyes. I sensed something was wrong but couldn't guess what. As I moved into kiss her she evaded my lips and said, "You don't want to kiss me now." Her looks told me she was guilty but of what I wondered. Did she do it with Kumar in the morning? Was she late because of that; it was 8:25 right now.
"If you have to know," she seductively said, cupping my hard erection with one of her hands.
"I was busy with my lover!" she softly whispered looking into my eyes. I didn't hesitate and quickly responded, "What makes you think that would deter me?"
She smiled seductively and said, "I said because it would encourage you." And very soon our lips locked and we passionately kissed each other again. For a moment I thought she had indeed been with Kumar but then realized that she was just playing along as she did last night. After a little foreplay she complained that she had to hurry up or she would be late. I teasingly complained, "You never thought about it while doing with him."
Puzzled with my question she thought for only a moment and then retorted, "Well..."
"I am his mistress."
"And if I don't mate with him during my fertile period, how will I become pregnant?" she said casually. That statement of hers did it for me and I ravaged her right at there. She was late for her work by half an hour and she ensured that I wore condom before I mounted her to further humiliate/titillate me. We showered together for a change and in the shower she joked about our new role play in the bedroom. Preethi agreed that she had immensely enjoyed the previous night and agreed that it indeed spiced up our relationship.
Upon probing further she reluctantly admitted, "I feel ashamed to say this but sometime I miss having sex with him."
"Then why are you not having?" I probed further.
"I can't handle the pills anymore and Kumar would never use a condom," she replied softly.
“You said you will use a cervical cap or diaphragm” I probed further
“Then I have to use spermicidal also. You will not like it”
I had to corner her saying, “Honey, anyway our frequency has reduced so much. You could have been with him even last Monday and Tuesday that I was travelling using both diaphragm and spermicidal as we were in bed only on Saturday night. By then I would not have smelt or tasted it. What stopped you?”
I received her silence as answer.
“Tell me honey. What is your hesitation?” I probed
"He wants to impregnate me,” she whispered blaming Kumar. I had to now take her head on and ask her, “Do you want it?”
She avoided my eyes completely her face reddened guilt-ridden. She whispered, “He has that effect on me”
I was not planning to leave it at that, “I asked if you want to be impregnated by him”
She was a little more confident now and replied, “That’s what I said. He makes me feel that way” and buried her face in my chest.
I didn’t know what to say. She became even more confident from my silence and said, "That’s why I avoid visiting them in my fertile period"
Preethi left but I continued to shower contemplating about her affair. By then I was sure that it is nowhere near ending. Preethi was only concerned of her desire to be impregnated by Kumar and felt vulnerable around him. It seemed fairly certain to me that he would nail her sooner or later. Preethi was quite intent on postponing her pregnancy until she was nearing thirty, which meant five more years. Kumar, however, would have a five year window and even if Preethi succumbs to his advances once he will definitely impregnate her.
Though Preethi’s lack of interest in sex lead to my sex starvation, I did not mind. I thought this is the best way of completely coming out of the open relationship and her obsession to be Kumar’s mistress. No doubt, nine months of her relationship with Kumar had benefitted both of us sexually. But in the long run continuing something like that was not in my agenda. I wanted my loving wife back fully before we start a family. I thought, over a period this lack of interest would wear out and she would become the Preethi that I know before we started the open relationship.
It was around September when Kumar and Malathy visited us to spend a day with us on a Sunday. Kumar and Preethi went for go-carting.
As soon as they left Malathy pounced on me like a hungry tigress saying, “God, I missed you so much”
For a moment I thought ‘Should I continue?’ then I justified to myself saying ‘Preethi has not stopped it yet anyway.’
“Me too” I said and we kissed passionately for few minutes. I first started caressing her lovely breasts and kneaded her nipples over the clothing. She pulled her top up, removed her bra in a second and pulled me her breasts rustling my hair. From Malathy’s reaction I used to think that her craving to have children and inability to have makes her react this way.
After quite a while she pushed me down and I waged a war on her nether lips with my tongue. After almost 15 minutes of my ministrations and her multiple orgasms Malathy pulled me up.
“No wonder Preethi is having a tough time making up her mind. Choosing between your tongue and his manhood” she said in a matter of fact manner.
I ignored her comment and mounted her. As I slid in Malathy let out a loud gasp and I started shafting her. Considering Preethi’s recent disinterest in sex I thought of capitalizing on the chance with Malathy. I continued my penetration for over 20 minutes in different positions and finally ejaculated in her.
While lazing in the bed after our love making I asked her, “What did you mean by Preethi making up her mind? Where is the question of choice?”
Malathy abruptly said, “Her confusion is to whether continue with your gentle love making forever or succumb to Kumar and complete her mistress responsibilities”
That surprised me.
I had to confide, “Actually off-late Preethi is disinterested in having sex. It is as though her sex drive is gone”
Malathy said, “Quite understandable. She can’t have sex with Kumar. As a result her sex drive would have come down”
I replied, “I thought she is still continuing with Kumar on and off during my travel”
Malathy, “No. She comes only when she is not in her fertile period. Even if she comes during her fertile period she only fellates him”
I said, “But I have discussed this with Preethi and she said she will wear a diaphragm”
Malathy said, “Diaphragms alone are not effective; particularly when penetration is as deep as Kumar’s. She has to use spermicidal also along with it. Spermicidal will leave a repulsive smell and taste for a couple of days at least. Considering you she has not opted for both and avoiding penetrative sex with Kumar altogether.”
I didn’t buy that argument. She was having sex with me at most twice a week during weekends. My travel these days were always in the beginning of the week. If she wanted she could have used diaphragm and spermicidal without affecting our mating.
Instead I said, “But I thought Kumar is adept in humping her and later off-loading in her mouth,” recollecting both the time I saw them doing it.
Malathy interjected, “Knowing that Preethi is not on pills do you think Kumar would do that? My inability to bear his children has fired him more”
I had to comment, “I never thought he will be so blatant” and stopped without saying anything.
Malathy filled up for me saying, “He is an inconsiderate bastard. But that is a known fact anyway. It is Preethi you should worry about”
“You mean her loss of sexual libido? It’s ok. I guess she will slowly come out of it” I said
Malathy said, “Anand, you are so naïve. No doubt her libido has suffered due to her frustration. But she cannot resist for long. That is what you need to worry about.”
I asked her, “What do you mean?”
Malathy, “She will eventually succumb to Kumar’s advances and allow him to mate her during her fertile period and let him impregnate her”
I was momentarily stunned.
I said, “But she does not want to have children”
Malathy clarified, “A woman’s deepest desire is to mate her alpha-male during her fertile period and get impregnated by him. Pregnancy and child-birth are actually side effects that they do not think of when consumed by the desire”
I asked, “Do you mean to say that all along she wanted to get impregnated by him? Even when we were with you and she was on pills?”
Malathy said, “Yes. The pills actually came in the way. But she could not stop them. Now that the doctor has advised to stop it, her desire has flared up”
I mused, “She never shared this with me”
Malathy said, “Come on Anand. How can she openly tell you that she wants to get impregnated by Kumar even if she craves for it?”
I raised my doubt saying, “If her desire is to get impregnated she can always tell me and we can have kids. She never wanted to go through pregnancy. She went to the extent of agreeing to adopt couple of kids. If she has to bear, then she wanted to have just one kid that too when she is nearing thirty”
Malathy said, “All that would have been before her mating with Kumar. I am sure she has a burning desire to get impregnated by Kumar. She loves you so much that she does not want to tell you and hurt you.”
I sat dumb-founded for quite a while. ‘What has Preethi become?’, ‘Does she want to have someone else’s child?’, ‘Did she ever think of consequences?’ Questions filled my mind.
Malathy understood and allowed the silence continue for a while. Then she said, “Please do not confront her. What I have told you is my reading of the situation. Actually I am surprised that her frustration should affect her so much. Even if she cannot have access to Kumar you have always been there. And never did she say that you are bad in bed. In a normal situation any woman in heat would have opted for the second best male around. Unless .. “ She stopped and looked at me deeply.
I asked, “Unless?”
Malathy continued, “Unless her craving to get impregnated by Kumar is so much that she does not find you as an alternative. In that case she will avoid sex with you fearing impregnation by you. That also explains loss of sexual libido but only with you”
That was a like a slap on my face. She sensed it and said, “I am so sorry Anand. I wanted the open relationship primarily to control Kumar’s activities elsewhere. I saw Kumar targeting her and Preethi also to be eager. I never foresaw such a consequence. I am sorry”
Though she sounded genuine I was angry at her manipulations. I could not help but telling her in a stern tone, “I am sorry to say this Malathy. I think you were fully aware of the consequences and in fact steered Preethi to it, right up to cuckolding me”
Malathy said, “I knew you were there in the bathroom the other day and I brought Preethi there since you were there. I never steered Preethi in to getting impregnated by Kumar. I only wanted to see how keen she was. If she was keen I wanted you to be aware of it. That too, you must clearly remember by asking just one question and not dwelling on it further”
I said, “I also remember you referring me a passive cuckold”
Malathy gave a long explanation saying, “Yes I said that. I don’t deny. I said that because cuckoldry was the most logical manner both your fantasies can last. I never thought you will move out so abruptly and I wanted both of you to be happy being with us. As time passes your fantasy may wane while her desire to mate Kumar will continue. If that happens then we are back to square one of Preethi cheating behind your back. Likewise as time passes Preethi’s guilt feel would have increased. Cuckoldry in practice is not what you see or read in pornography. Wherever it is practiced it is done so to enhance the mutual pleasures of the couple. It is the most logical next step to your fantasy. By informing Preethi about your fantasy I helped her to feel less guilty. I felt her primary objective to mate with you was always to thank you for allowing her to mate Kumar. Instead I wanted to divert it to the mutual love between you two. It was never to demean you or humiliate you. I also know how much Preethi loves you and adores you that she will never humiliate you on purpose. In fact I later went to the extent of educating her on how to engage in minor teasing that I am sure will excite you and flare up your libido”
Though I was satisfied with Malathy’s reply I had to admit to her, “But my fantasy as you said has really started waning”
Malathy interjected, “But Preethi desire has not reduced in any manner. What are you going to do?”
I said, “I am confused”
Malathy said, “Let us not jump to conclusions. Preethi has gone out with Kumar. If her desire to mate Kumar is so much then her proximity to him will fire up her libido. And I think she is in her fertile period now. From Preethi’s reaction you will know tonight. Also you will know if she allows you to impregnate her”
I said in a dejected tone, “Either ways I feel cheated”
Malathy said, “Lust can do many things” and exhaled.
And we ended our conversation there.
Later at night as we both went to our bedroom Preethi headed to the bathroom. After a while she came and hugged me from behind and planted a kiss on my neck. Her hands caressed my body and ever so lightly sneaked underneath my shirt. She caressed my body lovingly; her hands felt my taught stomach muscles before moving up to my well-shaped chest. And then she squeezed my chest (as if they were breasts) first gently and then viciously. She had picked up this nasty habit from Kumar as he had abused her breasts a lot during our stay at their place. It was perhaps one of the reasons why her bust size significantly increased during our stay. She played with my nipples a little, which I always enjoyed, before moving her hand inside my pajamas to seize my stiff member. She jerked the way Malathy did; mostly while disallowing me to mount her. Preethi's this new act could have been interpreted as a novelty but to me it was clearly a way of humiliating me. I asked surprised by her new behavior, "What has gotten into you?"
"Lust!" she whispered into my ear.
"For whom?" I asked quickly suggesting her as well. In past we had several such intimate and hot conversations with full of innuendo but Preethi never played along, she always tolerated it. Preethi had frankly admitted, on a number of occasions, that she had immensely enjoyed the time she spent with Kumar. However, she never tantalizingly mentioned it in our conversations. To her it was just another fact -- similar to the fact that Malathy had difficulty in accommodating him. This time she didn't hesitate and whispered into my ear, "Lust for my lover," as her thumb massaged the knob. I turned a little to kiss her and she returned my kiss. She kissed forcefully, stroking me with her tight fist. Breaking the kiss she completed her response, "who is in the next room."
"Pity that he is not at his rightful place," she whispered again, ever so slowly jerking my manhood. I had admitted to her several times about my fantasy. Though I have seen her mating Kumar I never shared that secret with her and quite a few times mentioned that I am eager to see her mate Kumar. She too had opened and given me details of their mating. Though she never once mentioned about her rim-jobs, she had mentioned about swallowing his load and his humping her mouth. Now she was not just participating but seemed to extend horizons of our relationship by talking about Kumar while we were mating. All through her talk I noticed she was looking into my eyes to see if I am getting uncomfortable at any point.
"It doesn't matter, though," she said after a few moments.
"He must be blissfully asleep after dumping his load in my mouth," she said ever so lightly, her voice only trembling a little.
"Did you taste it," she asked, her voice returning to normal tone. I didn't know how to respond and only managed to ask, "Really?" I asked hesitantly, pretending to be disinterested.
"Here," she said leaning for a kiss, "try again." And without much hesitation I accepted her kiss. While I was kissing her, I wondered if she really performed fellatio on him and if so where?
"Not yet," she asked after breaking our prolonged kiss.
"Perhaps you should try to see if he left something down there for you," she added casually, pushing me to kneel down in front of her. She scooted forward and pulled my face into her pelvic region. She wasn't wearing her panties, which was unusual if she had indeed been mating Kumar. Her lips were wet and didn't belie her state. Driving my tongue through her a few times, I figured out that she had not mated Kumar. She laid back and lifted her legs over my shoulders and said, "Eat it out to your heart’s content."
And then for the next forty-five minutes I was on my knees satisfying her with my tongue. She had two orgasms in the first thirty-five minutes but she never lifted her legs from my shoulder and every time I tried to rise, she forced me down with her legs. This was unlike Preethi, who rarely insisted on such a long foreplay. In the last leg she did something even more unusual and unexpected. As her second orgasm subsided, she pushed me further below clearly indicating that she wanted me to perform anilingus. I promptly complied.
Having satisfied her completely, I moved on top of her and kissed her forcibly and despite having climaxed couple of times, she responded fervently. She was not done yet with her teasing and asked me if I had tasted Kumar’s load. To my utter surprise I quickly responded, "No but I wish I could," and kissed her again. Her hand quickly moved down to my erect member. I slid down next to her to give more access to her.
Our kisses were unusually wet, sloppy and extremely passionate. Breaking the kiss she said, "Perhaps he shot it right inside my womb." Her hands were busy jerking me very delicately and all the talk was now exciting me so much that I started to pump in and out of her fist.
"He breaches the narrow corridor of my cervix often," she said.
"Many a times he is deeply wedged inside my cervix while spewing his baby making sperm," she added in her seductive voice looking for a response in my eyes. In the faint light of our bathroom passage she could only sense my reaction. However, the frantic pumping underneath conveyed what she was enquiring about.
"Could he have impregnated me?" she asked innocently, reaching out for my lips. I kissed her passionately and very soon moved on top to mount her. She spread her legs and asked, "Where are the condoms?"
A rhetoric question! She immediately fished out one from our bedside table. Reluctantly I pulled it on top of my rock hard member that was longing to feel the insides of her.
"Just in case," she said as I slid myself into her.
"I don't want to risk it."
"Although, I might already be pregnant," she said emphasizing that Kumar had the privilege of taking her bareback. Not sure what it was -- whether it was the humiliation or a sense of competition -- but it fueled my desire to quench her thirst. I never had much doubt in my ability to satisfy a woman. I shafted her at a rapid pace as I thought about these things. Preethi certainly was enjoying our intense session; she was continuously moaning and grunting every time I rammed all the way into her. A few minutes into it, she raised her legs and placed them on my back and pulled me into her. As my rhythm slowed down, she said, "Slow down."
"Easy," she breathed out.
"I want you to last at least half as long as he lasts," she added again nonchalantly. It inflated my desire to shaft her as long as I could but given very little room I resorted to kissing her forcibly and she responded passionately. Then I started nibbling her nipples bending myself down to which she always responds gasping. I got the desired response. I was eager to continue shafting her -- her use of pelvic muscles was making harder for me to control my ejaculation. Breaking the kiss she said, "I can see that you enjoy having your wife entertain well-endowed men."
"Perhaps, I should invite him over every weekend." She eased the pressure and let me freely shaft her; realizing perhaps that I wouldn't hold on for much longer. I noticed in the watch that it has been over fifteen minutes since I started shafting her. Unfortunately, even my best timings couldn't beat Kumar's worst ones. Kumar's quickies would last thirty to forty-five minutes, the bulk of which would be Preethi's foreplay on Kumar and then fifteen-to-twenty minutes of humping. Determined to please Preethi for as long as I could, I tried varying the pace and rhythm to postpone my ejaculation and after about another eight minutes I climaxed. Preethi hugged me very tightly as if were unloading in her.
"That was terrific," she exhaled.
"Looks like all the talk fired you up," she added.
"I knew you were making it up all along," I responded.
"I bet you wished it was all true," she said slapping my butt.
"Of course, it drives me crazy," I responded.
"I am glad," she said, "I made you wear the condom."
"I wonder how much you would have ejaculated if Kumar indeed had mounted me," she added.
"You were pretty excited too," I retorted.
"You made me eat you for more than forty-five minutes!"
"I can't help it," she shrugged, "He has that effect on me."
"If he were to force himself upon me then I would have no choice but to accept him."
"Condom or no condom," she emphasized.
"After all I was his mistress," she justified.
Her burning desire to mate Kumar was very evident. However I was yet to find out if she wanted to be impregnated by Kumar. She had been talking so freely. I guessed sometime through this night she will admit so and later justify that she said that to excite me.
We slept soon after that. Without doubt, this was our best session yet. Despite her lack of interest in sex off-late, we had certainly alleviated our relationship to the next level. Preethi understood my fantasy and even accepted it as normal behavior. I wondered if she had indeed made out with Kumar in our laundry room. Our laundry room is secluded and hence that couldn't be ruled out. It was possible that she could have fellated him as she wasn't dilated at all.
Her last few words vindicated Malathy's suggestion. Although we had discussed about her making out with Kumar, his impregnating her was never implied. Preethi rarely shared her fantasies, although she always confessed that her excitement comes from illicitness of the acts involved. Kumar's oversized equipment and his insatiable libido only heightened her pleasure.
Her sudden active interest in playing along in my fantasies raised a few doubts. I wondered if she will ever break off the affair. The thoughts troubled me and I couldn't sleep well. I woke up suddenly around 1:30 am with thirst. Not surprisingly, I had an erection that needed attention but I turned to the more urgent need.
Returning to bed I snuggled next to Preethi and planted soft kisses on her neck. She was fast asleep and didn't respond. I moved my hand to her exposed rear and squeezed her tenderly. Very slowly I slipped my hand in the narrow space between her thighs to reach her bud. She was fast asleep and was oblivious to my movements. However, as I gently massaged her and rubbed my manhood between her legs, she started responding and was wet in no time. In her moans I heard her whisper, "Oh Kumar!"
"I thought you would never come," she mumbled. I still wasn't sure if she was awake or asleep as she didn't make any move. I continued kissing her neck and then slowly moved to her earlobes. She squirmed as my tongue traced her earlobe but didn't turn back and only spread her legs further and mumbled, "Mount me!"
"Impregnate me..." she moaned. I was stunned to hear that but thought she was only playing. Preethi was practically sleeping on her stomach with her legs splayed open providing enough access. I didn't waste much time and mounted her from behind and with hardly any effort drove myself into her. This was the first time I took that way. I found this position harder, primarily because I had no practice. It could have been compensated had I been longer enough to keep myself embedded inside her while shafting. Very soon Preethi was moaning. However, having ejaculated only a few hours earlier, I was in no mood to finish so soon. Malathy's words were still playing in my mind. Moreover, I just realized that I was taking her bareback in her fertile period. I wanted to prove that I was being worthy of impregnating her. It was an incredible feeling, although Preethi didn't respond, except for her moans. After about fifteen minutes of nonstop humping, Preethi said, "Let's change positions."
Without thinking I changed into our regular missionary style and started humping her again. I leaned to kiss her but she refused and pulled me further and tongued my earlobes. I knew she would resist, fearing her stale breath. As I pumped her hard, trying to match Kumar's virility, she whispered, "You are so good today."
"I almost thought it was Kumar." This excited me to great extent and I pumped her hard for another five minutes before shooting my sperm deep inside her. As we regained our composure after another wild session she playfully patted on my butt and said, "You devil."
"You too want to sow your seeds?" she said.
"You too?”
"Who else?" I asked her surprised by her remark.
It seemed as if I had caught her in the act. She didn't react but was a little uncomfortable before asking a rhetorical question, "Who else?" "Kumar!" she answered it herself.
"You never told me about this?" I acted surprised.
"What is there to tell?" she asked.
"In case you haven't realized, your wife tends to have such an effect on men she meets with," she added with a nervous laughter.
"Now, get off," she said, "Let me wash; otherwise you might really make me pregnant."
The thoughts about Kumar making out with Preethi while I slept next to her intrigued me. I wondered if Preethi was just playing along or was she in the middle of a dream. Anyway, having spent myself twice that night I couldn't worry too much about it and quickly dozed off. I woke up pretty early with a stiff erection -- partly due to inflated bladder and partly due to Preethi's lips wrapped around my member. It was a pleasant wakeup call and perhaps very first time Preethi woke me up that way. Finding me awake, she said, "You might as well return the favor," and moved on top of me into 69-position. I didn't need much encouragement and tongued her pink lips that had retracted back to their original shape.
Out of the blue I thought how much distended her lips would become after delivering Kumar's child. Yes, I thought "Kumar's child". I couldn’t believe myself. ‘Is my mind playing games with me?’ I asked myself.
I pleasured her with my tongue and even licked her puckered hole. Preethi was in hot mood as she deep throated me effortlessly and even fingered my rear that drove me crazy. However, having spent myself twice I wasn't even nearing point of ejaculation even after Preethi frantically sucked on me for over 20 minutes. She, though, climaxed pretty soon. Finally, she gave up and said, "Looks like you would take too long," and left me unsatisfied.
"I would be late for work," she justified as she cleaned herself up before heading out to kitchen for her breakfast. It was only 6:15 and didn't understand her rationale since she had two hours. I didn't take much time to sleep again and woke up in an hour. I freshened up myself and was about to step out when Preethi entered the bedroom and silently behind my back stepped into our bathroom. I grabbed her from behind and almost pinned her to the bathroom door and kissed her neck softly.
"You didn't finish what you started," I softly whispered to her.
"What do you want?" she retorted quickly and added, "We have done it thrice already." She very reluctantly turned around to face me but didn't directly look into my eyes. I sensed something was wrong but couldn't guess what. As I moved into kiss her she evaded my lips and said, "You don't want to kiss me now." Her looks told me she was guilty but of what I wondered. Did she do it with Kumar in the morning? Was she late because of that; it was 8:25 right now.
"If you have to know," she seductively said, cupping my hard erection with one of her hands.
"I was busy with my lover!" she softly whispered looking into my eyes. I didn't hesitate and quickly responded, "What makes you think that would deter me?"
She smiled seductively and said, "I said because it would encourage you." And very soon our lips locked and we passionately kissed each other again. For a moment I thought she had indeed been with Kumar but then realized that she was just playing along as she did last night. After a little foreplay she complained that she had to hurry up or she would be late. I teasingly complained, "You never thought about it while doing with him."
Puzzled with my question she thought for only a moment and then retorted, "Well..."
"I am his mistress."
"And if I don't mate with him during my fertile period, how will I become pregnant?" she said casually. That statement of hers did it for me and I ravaged her right at there. She was late for her work by half an hour and she ensured that I wore condom before I mounted her to further humiliate/titillate me. We showered together for a change and in the shower she joked about our new role play in the bedroom. Preethi agreed that she had immensely enjoyed the previous night and agreed that it indeed spiced up our relationship.
Upon probing further she reluctantly admitted, "I feel ashamed to say this but sometime I miss having sex with him."
"Then why are you not having?" I probed further.
"I can't handle the pills anymore and Kumar would never use a condom," she replied softly.
“You said you will use a cervical cap or diaphragm” I probed further
“Then I have to use spermicidal also. You will not like it”
I had to corner her saying, “Honey, anyway our frequency has reduced so much. You could have been with him even last Monday and Tuesday that I was travelling using both diaphragm and spermicidal as we were in bed only on Saturday night. By then I would not have smelt or tasted it. What stopped you?”
I received her silence as answer.
“Tell me honey. What is your hesitation?” I probed
"He wants to impregnate me,” she whispered blaming Kumar. I had to now take her head on and ask her, “Do you want it?”
She avoided my eyes completely her face reddened guilt-ridden. She whispered, “He has that effect on me”
I was not planning to leave it at that, “I asked if you want to be impregnated by him”
She was a little more confident now and replied, “That’s what I said. He makes me feel that way” and buried her face in my chest.
I didn’t know what to say. She became even more confident from my silence and said, "That’s why I avoid visiting them in my fertile period"
Preethi left but I continued to shower contemplating about her affair. By then I was sure that it is nowhere near ending. Preethi was only concerned of her desire to be impregnated by Kumar and felt vulnerable around him. It seemed fairly certain to me that he would nail her sooner or later. Preethi was quite intent on postponing her pregnancy until she was nearing thirty, which meant five more years. Kumar, however, would have a five year window and even if Preethi succumbs to his advances once he will definitely impregnate her.
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