02-02-2020, 05:18 PM
Update 18
As Kumar left closing the door from outside Preethi came towards the connecting door. I quickly went to bed. She entered our room and I presumed she will head towards the bathroom to clean herself before coming to bed. Then quite surprisingly her hand sneaked under my blanket and cupped my stiff erection. She knew that I was awake and watching them. It startled me but then I quickly regained composure and turned to look back at her; my heart was beating frantically and my lips were parched. She planted her lips on mine and waited for me to reach out; perhaps she wasn't sure if I would want to kiss her immediately after she rimmed him. I didn't disappoint her.
She lay next to me fondling my erection and sucking on my lips. Breaking the kiss, she asked, "Did you enjoy the show?"
"Very much," I blurted in response.
"Do you like me being a slut for him?" was her next question. I responded by kissing her passionately.
As I hugged her she whispered in my ears, “Should I clean myself and come?”
I diplomatically answered, “As you please” clearly indicating that I don’t relish going oral in her current state but would do if it pleases her.
“It pleases me as it is” she gave a cryptic reply.
“Ok”
She seemed happier than ever and asked me “I asked you if you liked me being a slut for him”
I replied, “Yes”
"Show me how much you like it," she whispered climbing up on me. She sat astride my chest making me realize how much Kumar must have hosed her; her panty was practically soaking with mixture of their juices. She hesitantly moved forward until her pelvic area was almost near my face. Initially she was still supporting herself taking little support of my chest. Then she sat fully on me and leaned backward taking one of her hands to grab my manhood. She let me take the next step and I made an effort to get closer to her vaginal opening.
I continued pleasuring her orally as her sexy talk went on. All along she was holding my manhood to sense my reaction to her sexy humiliation of me.
"You might find me in this state more often than not," she seethed as I nibbled on her bud, "Now that you have given him a free pass," she added.
She then slid back on top of me and planted a very hot kiss on my lips again.
"Perfect husband," she complimented.
"Allowing a deserving stud to mate and impregnate his beautiful wife," she said jerking my member.
"How was it?"
"Living your fantasy?" she clarified.
"Were you in your fertile period?" I asked although I did believe she was.
"Very near," she responded.
"Don't worry," she assured, "He practically hosed me and then there are two more nights," she said.
"I would certainly be carrying his baby!" she said with a chuckle.
"Isn't that what you wanted?" I asked her.
She didn’t hesitate to reply “Yes” and then asked me, “Isn’t that you too wanted?”
"I thought he would just get a chance," I mumbled confused about how to handle this conversation.
"And I knew he would capitalize on it," she retorted.
"Are you having second thoughts?" she asked concerned with my response.
"A little," I replied honestly.
I saw a concerned look in her face.
"Do you wish to be impregnated by him?" I asked again expecting an honest reply from her.
"Yes," she reluctantly admitted and added, "However, I am as reluctant as you are."
"Yet you let him impregnate you," I retorted.
"Look at this," she said pointing to my stiff erection.
"We are discussing a delicate and sensitive issue, yet you have a hard on," she teased.
"NO! It was you who let him impregnate me! And that too in your presence!" she continued emphatically.
"Didn't you enjoy it?" she asked.
"It was THE most erotic experience," I honestly replied.
"Unfortunately it does have consequences," she said and kissed me passionately.
"We still have a chance," she said in her sexy voice.
"You would have to pay the price, though," she warned.
"If you are lucky, I wouldn't miss my periods."
"What's your plan?" I asked curiously.
"Well I am wearing a diaphragm," she said.
"Really?" I asked her surprised by her preventive measure.
"Don't get excited," she cautioned.
"I have not used spermicidal; you wouldn't have liked the taste," she chuckled.
"So, what is the deal?" I asked eagerly.
"If you don't want me to get pregnant, then," she said pausing for a moment and then added, "You would have to refrain from having intercourse with me."
"Intercourse could easily spread his semen and even dislocate the diaphragm," she argued.
"That's unfair," I complained.
"He gets to screw you and I don't on your birthday?" I added.
“You already did this morning” she retorted
"Besides, you have given him a free pass. Who am I to stop him?" she shrugged.
"Are you going to use spermicidal?" I asked
"NO," was her emphatic response.
"I want to offer him a reasonable chance for the experience to be erotic."
"Moreover, I don't like the taste of it and neither would you like," she added.
I remembered her cleaning him up after their mating session. I also realized that she wants me to repeat eating her cream-pie after her subsequent sessions with Kumar. I decided to give her a free reign at least till end of this trip.
"So, for all practical purposes you could even sleep in his room," I retorted.
"Not really!" she replied teasingly.
"I still need you” and said in a seductive voice, "There is an alternative," snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Provided you wear five condoms" her words trailed.
"Five?" I asked stunned by her request.
"If you want me to feel you in this state then I would need that many, but …" she said humiliating me.
"But what?" I asked.
"If Kumar had dislocated my diaphragm your penetration will push his semen in," she said in her sexy voice.
"In other words help him impregnate you?" I asked.
"Yes," she replied shyly.
"You are so mean," I responded and we jostled on the bed. I got on top of her and pinned her down as I sat astride on her. "Is this how you let him fuck your mouth," I said as I positioned my penis on her lips. She turned her face and said, "That privilege is only reserved for my Bulls."
"Your Bulls? What Bulls?" I asked teasingly.
"Ones who are well-endowed," she said emphasizing that word, "and rightly deserving to father my children," she added to tease me.
"How many do you have?" I asked.
"Right now just one."
"What was that talk about the boss?" I asked getting serious. I moved on top of her.
"It’s the black partner in my firm. You don't need to worry about him," she quickly replied.
"He is old enough to be my father! If you permit, I may have some small time affair with him” she said holding my member. The vision of Preethi taken by a powerful looking black penetrating with his massive member sent shivers down my spine and I shuddered. The feel of my member twitching gave her the indication of my permission.
While we were having this lengthy discussion, Preethi was constantly keeping me on the edge by stroking my penis. I knew I had to play along if Preethi had to keep feeding my fantasy. However, some of her requests were rather odd and I didn't quite understand how to respond to them.
"Right now, you need only worry about the stud sleeping in the next room," she said giving my penis a wicked twist. I was positioned on top of her but hadn't lowered myself on her and she had a vicious grip on my member and had made sure that it was facing away from her entrance.
"Aren't you forgetting our deal," she reminded me as I tried to position myself on her for entering her.
"I can't choose between the two," I complained, "Both of them are equally painful."
"What would you prefer?" I asked.
"I might as well please you," I reasoned.
"Are you saying this honestly?" she asked me.
"Yes."
She thought about this for a little while I kissed her and very hesitantly said, "You have the potential to become a perfect husband," and then whispered, "While I have the potential to become his perfect mistress."
"It would be perfect gift for our anniversary," she said referring to their anniversary. I knew what she was suggesting and had the urge to accede to her request. I kissed her and quickly got a few condoms from my bag. Preethi helped me put them on and insisted that they have to be five.
When I asked “Why five?" she replied, "Because you are allowing him to impregnate me five times," she joked. When I looked at her keenly she continued, “That is if he had dislocated the diaphragm”
Now I doubted if she had really worn a diaphragm.
After a few strokes, I realized that the additional condoms would help me in delaying my ejaculation; the first fifteen minutes of my shafting were enough for Preethi to have two orgasms. When I was very close to my ejaculation, Preethi pulled me for a very hot kiss and lifted her legs on top of my bum restricting my motion, perhaps in an attempt to prolong the session.
"Do you realize," she whispered as my strokes slowed down.
"You have no chance of reaching my cervix while Kumar always enters it." she teased me with a clear intention of making me ejaculate sooner.
"Kumar may have already dislodged the diaphragm from its place," she added.
"And now you are driving his seed further," she whispered into my ears and nibbled on my ears. The sexy talk was having an effect on me and I had increased my tempo significantly despite pressure of her legs on my back.
"Do you know what that makes you?" she asked in her low soft voice.
"A cuckold," she whispered and I went limp.
Her face registered the realization that she overstepped her teasing. I got up and went to the bathroom. As I came out of the bathroom she was standing outside avoiding my eyes. She later came to bed and nuzzled against me and said, “I am sorry. I thought that will excite you further”
I didn’t respond. We remained hugged till sleep took over.
The next day morning Preethi was all out to please me. She was still in bed when I got up. As I came out of the bathroom she pounced on me and hugged me tight. Her bear hugs are always a clear indication of love than lust. Then she kneeled down in front of me and took my limp member in her mouth. She continued till I ejaculated almost ramming myself deep inside her throat. She didn’t flinch but didn’t swallow and coughed it out in the bathroom.
Once again just as we were leaving the hotel she pulled me and said, “I am sorry. I never meant anything I said,” meaning that she was telling stuff to excite me further. I just hugged her and kissed her deeply.
After Fathehpur Sikri the long drive took us to Jaipur. We all retired early after dinner. We both spent time on bed pleasuring each other orally. We had run out of condoms.
The same continued on the first night we landed in Jaipur. On the second day in Jaipur we started the afternoon shopping. While I was eagerly exploring the stuff available, Preethi wanted to return to our hotel feigning tiredness. There was a party that night at the hotel playing retro music. Initially I thought she wanted to take rest to have fun till late night. But she pulled me aside and asked me looking into my eyes, “Shall I go now?”
That was the last minute approval she was seeking from me. I hugged her and said, “Go!”
Towards evening when I returned near our room Malathy hesitated. She pulled me and we both headed to my room. Sure enough near the connecting door we heard Preethi’s moans and grunts. We both just waited looking at each other. It was difficult to judge Malathy’s reaction. But I thought she was sullen. After a while Malathy left the room. After some more time Preethi came in through the connecting door.
We kissed each other frantically right as soon as we shut the door close.
"I am practically dripping with his stuff," she said as she led me to our bed. She had another orgasm as I lapped her up and cleaned her completely. Preethi, however, didn't let me have intercourse. She offered to fellate me instead and gave me one of her best blow jobs. As expected she didn't swallow.
The buffet dinner was in a different restaurant than the party area. So we all decided to have dinner early and then head for the party. Soon after the dinner Preethi left for our room. I thought she wanted to change.
I too went to our room and found Preethi there waiting for me.
She was in a hot mood and spent a lot of time kissing while stroking my penis, which seemed to become a norm.
"Are you certain you wouldn't mind raising Kumar's kid?" she asked breaking the kiss.
"Almost," I replied trying not to disappoint her.
"If you are not sure," she said, "then maybe I should start using the spermicidal and perhaps resume my pills once we get back.
"I didn't say that," I interrupted.
"You have to be honest," she urged me.
"Well, is it going to stop at just one?" I asked seriously.
"It is not going stop until I deliver his full share," she chuckled.
"I knew if this continued we would be forced to make difficult decisions." Without realizing my voice had become stern.
She looked concerned and said, “Kumar wants to have two kids. If you are willing we can... “ her voice trailed.
"What are you suggesting?" I asked her earnestly.
"Kumar isn't quite sure if he would get ample opportunities with me," she started.
"So, he would try to impregnate me as soon as an opportunity arises. If he is assured that he would get two children for sure from me then he would be willing to plan for them," she said.
"What are you saying?" I asked her to be clear.
"I am saying we let Kumar impregnate me with the first two in quick successions and then you have the third one when I am nearing thirty as we originally planned" she clarified.
“All along you wanted to have only one kid” I accused her mildly.
She promptly replied, “He has such an effect in me. But I was hesitating. I will be agreeing only if you are willing to raise the kids. But I am going to have your kid as well. Please you don’t have any doubt about that”
"How do you propose to have the first two from Kumar?" I asked.
"All you do is refraining from intercourse with me during my fertile period," she said casually, "That way, I am certain that he has 100% chance," she clarified.
“Why refrain from intercourse I can always use a condom” I retorted
“Condoms are not very effective. If you refrain completely till he impregnates then I will be sure that it is his kid”
"You have become very wicked," I said teasing her. I knew this would be the mostly likely solution.
She kissed me passionately and softly whispered as she stroked my stiff penis, "Friday nights are reserved exclusively for my Bulls." She resumed our foreplay with a fierce kiss; she was in extremely hot mood, now that she almost had permission to conceive from Kumar. Within minutes she pushed me to kneel down as she pulled down her pajamas and lay back on the bed.
"Prepare me for him," she said guiding my face towards her pussy. This was an important ordeal for her; she had talked about this several times in her sexy talk but this was the first time I was actually enacting it. It turned out that I was always engaged in foreplay with her before she went for a session with Kumar. I never detested this part; in fact this act of humiliation always excited me and kept me on the edge most of the time. It was the second act, which entailed cleaning her up that I found objectionable. But I still decided to continue at least till end of this trip.
God! I had become so disgusting to myself when I thought back.
I pleasured her for over ten minutes. Preethi was completely lubricated and ready for Kumar now as her juices were overflowing in anticipation.
"You may go for the party," she suggested and, "Please take your time, don't be back early."
It was a repeat of yesterday after I returned back from the party. Preethi was still in his room when I returned. I heard her continuous moans and rhythmic grunts. So I had to take a short walk for her to be back. Kumar had hosed her again and I dutifully cleaned it all up. If that wasn't enough she woke me in the morning to prepare her for her morning session with him.
After that I left for Delhi with Malathy. Preethi and Kumar were supposed to go for the desert safari each day and retire by evening.
On Preethi’s insistence both the rooms (with connecting door) where left booked for the next two days, although I know they will spend their time in either of the rooms. To the outside world she wanted to maintain her status as my wife staying back for the safari and me, a busy husband who had to get back sooner leaving his loving wife to enjoy the safari. In a way I appreciated her thoughtfulness about these small things.
As Kumar left closing the door from outside Preethi came towards the connecting door. I quickly went to bed. She entered our room and I presumed she will head towards the bathroom to clean herself before coming to bed. Then quite surprisingly her hand sneaked under my blanket and cupped my stiff erection. She knew that I was awake and watching them. It startled me but then I quickly regained composure and turned to look back at her; my heart was beating frantically and my lips were parched. She planted her lips on mine and waited for me to reach out; perhaps she wasn't sure if I would want to kiss her immediately after she rimmed him. I didn't disappoint her.
She lay next to me fondling my erection and sucking on my lips. Breaking the kiss, she asked, "Did you enjoy the show?"
"Very much," I blurted in response.
"Do you like me being a slut for him?" was her next question. I responded by kissing her passionately.
As I hugged her she whispered in my ears, “Should I clean myself and come?”
I diplomatically answered, “As you please” clearly indicating that I don’t relish going oral in her current state but would do if it pleases her.
“It pleases me as it is” she gave a cryptic reply.
“Ok”
She seemed happier than ever and asked me “I asked you if you liked me being a slut for him”
I replied, “Yes”
"Show me how much you like it," she whispered climbing up on me. She sat astride my chest making me realize how much Kumar must have hosed her; her panty was practically soaking with mixture of their juices. She hesitantly moved forward until her pelvic area was almost near my face. Initially she was still supporting herself taking little support of my chest. Then she sat fully on me and leaned backward taking one of her hands to grab my manhood. She let me take the next step and I made an effort to get closer to her vaginal opening.
I continued pleasuring her orally as her sexy talk went on. All along she was holding my manhood to sense my reaction to her sexy humiliation of me.
"You might find me in this state more often than not," she seethed as I nibbled on her bud, "Now that you have given him a free pass," she added.
She then slid back on top of me and planted a very hot kiss on my lips again.
"Perfect husband," she complimented.
"Allowing a deserving stud to mate and impregnate his beautiful wife," she said jerking my member.
"How was it?"
"Living your fantasy?" she clarified.
"Were you in your fertile period?" I asked although I did believe she was.
"Very near," she responded.
"Don't worry," she assured, "He practically hosed me and then there are two more nights," she said.
"I would certainly be carrying his baby!" she said with a chuckle.
"Isn't that what you wanted?" I asked her.
She didn’t hesitate to reply “Yes” and then asked me, “Isn’t that you too wanted?”
"I thought he would just get a chance," I mumbled confused about how to handle this conversation.
"And I knew he would capitalize on it," she retorted.
"Are you having second thoughts?" she asked concerned with my response.
"A little," I replied honestly.
I saw a concerned look in her face.
"Do you wish to be impregnated by him?" I asked again expecting an honest reply from her.
"Yes," she reluctantly admitted and added, "However, I am as reluctant as you are."
"Yet you let him impregnate you," I retorted.
"Look at this," she said pointing to my stiff erection.
"We are discussing a delicate and sensitive issue, yet you have a hard on," she teased.
"NO! It was you who let him impregnate me! And that too in your presence!" she continued emphatically.
"Didn't you enjoy it?" she asked.
"It was THE most erotic experience," I honestly replied.
"Unfortunately it does have consequences," she said and kissed me passionately.
"We still have a chance," she said in her sexy voice.
"You would have to pay the price, though," she warned.
"If you are lucky, I wouldn't miss my periods."
"What's your plan?" I asked curiously.
"Well I am wearing a diaphragm," she said.
"Really?" I asked her surprised by her preventive measure.
"Don't get excited," she cautioned.
"I have not used spermicidal; you wouldn't have liked the taste," she chuckled.
"So, what is the deal?" I asked eagerly.
"If you don't want me to get pregnant, then," she said pausing for a moment and then added, "You would have to refrain from having intercourse with me."
"Intercourse could easily spread his semen and even dislocate the diaphragm," she argued.
"That's unfair," I complained.
"He gets to screw you and I don't on your birthday?" I added.
“You already did this morning” she retorted
"Besides, you have given him a free pass. Who am I to stop him?" she shrugged.
"Are you going to use spermicidal?" I asked
"NO," was her emphatic response.
"I want to offer him a reasonable chance for the experience to be erotic."
"Moreover, I don't like the taste of it and neither would you like," she added.
I remembered her cleaning him up after their mating session. I also realized that she wants me to repeat eating her cream-pie after her subsequent sessions with Kumar. I decided to give her a free reign at least till end of this trip.
"So, for all practical purposes you could even sleep in his room," I retorted.
"Not really!" she replied teasingly.
"I still need you” and said in a seductive voice, "There is an alternative," snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Provided you wear five condoms" her words trailed.
"Five?" I asked stunned by her request.
"If you want me to feel you in this state then I would need that many, but …" she said humiliating me.
"But what?" I asked.
"If Kumar had dislocated my diaphragm your penetration will push his semen in," she said in her sexy voice.
"In other words help him impregnate you?" I asked.
"Yes," she replied shyly.
"You are so mean," I responded and we jostled on the bed. I got on top of her and pinned her down as I sat astride on her. "Is this how you let him fuck your mouth," I said as I positioned my penis on her lips. She turned her face and said, "That privilege is only reserved for my Bulls."
"Your Bulls? What Bulls?" I asked teasingly.
"Ones who are well-endowed," she said emphasizing that word, "and rightly deserving to father my children," she added to tease me.
"How many do you have?" I asked.
"Right now just one."
"What was that talk about the boss?" I asked getting serious. I moved on top of her.
"It’s the black partner in my firm. You don't need to worry about him," she quickly replied.
"He is old enough to be my father! If you permit, I may have some small time affair with him” she said holding my member. The vision of Preethi taken by a powerful looking black penetrating with his massive member sent shivers down my spine and I shuddered. The feel of my member twitching gave her the indication of my permission.
While we were having this lengthy discussion, Preethi was constantly keeping me on the edge by stroking my penis. I knew I had to play along if Preethi had to keep feeding my fantasy. However, some of her requests were rather odd and I didn't quite understand how to respond to them.
"Right now, you need only worry about the stud sleeping in the next room," she said giving my penis a wicked twist. I was positioned on top of her but hadn't lowered myself on her and she had a vicious grip on my member and had made sure that it was facing away from her entrance.
"Aren't you forgetting our deal," she reminded me as I tried to position myself on her for entering her.
"I can't choose between the two," I complained, "Both of them are equally painful."
"What would you prefer?" I asked.
"I might as well please you," I reasoned.
"Are you saying this honestly?" she asked me.
"Yes."
She thought about this for a little while I kissed her and very hesitantly said, "You have the potential to become a perfect husband," and then whispered, "While I have the potential to become his perfect mistress."
"It would be perfect gift for our anniversary," she said referring to their anniversary. I knew what she was suggesting and had the urge to accede to her request. I kissed her and quickly got a few condoms from my bag. Preethi helped me put them on and insisted that they have to be five.
When I asked “Why five?" she replied, "Because you are allowing him to impregnate me five times," she joked. When I looked at her keenly she continued, “That is if he had dislocated the diaphragm”
Now I doubted if she had really worn a diaphragm.
After a few strokes, I realized that the additional condoms would help me in delaying my ejaculation; the first fifteen minutes of my shafting were enough for Preethi to have two orgasms. When I was very close to my ejaculation, Preethi pulled me for a very hot kiss and lifted her legs on top of my bum restricting my motion, perhaps in an attempt to prolong the session.
"Do you realize," she whispered as my strokes slowed down.
"You have no chance of reaching my cervix while Kumar always enters it." she teased me with a clear intention of making me ejaculate sooner.
"Kumar may have already dislodged the diaphragm from its place," she added.
"And now you are driving his seed further," she whispered into my ears and nibbled on my ears. The sexy talk was having an effect on me and I had increased my tempo significantly despite pressure of her legs on my back.
"Do you know what that makes you?" she asked in her low soft voice.
"A cuckold," she whispered and I went limp.
Her face registered the realization that she overstepped her teasing. I got up and went to the bathroom. As I came out of the bathroom she was standing outside avoiding my eyes. She later came to bed and nuzzled against me and said, “I am sorry. I thought that will excite you further”
I didn’t respond. We remained hugged till sleep took over.
The next day morning Preethi was all out to please me. She was still in bed when I got up. As I came out of the bathroom she pounced on me and hugged me tight. Her bear hugs are always a clear indication of love than lust. Then she kneeled down in front of me and took my limp member in her mouth. She continued till I ejaculated almost ramming myself deep inside her throat. She didn’t flinch but didn’t swallow and coughed it out in the bathroom.
Once again just as we were leaving the hotel she pulled me and said, “I am sorry. I never meant anything I said,” meaning that she was telling stuff to excite me further. I just hugged her and kissed her deeply.
After Fathehpur Sikri the long drive took us to Jaipur. We all retired early after dinner. We both spent time on bed pleasuring each other orally. We had run out of condoms.
The same continued on the first night we landed in Jaipur. On the second day in Jaipur we started the afternoon shopping. While I was eagerly exploring the stuff available, Preethi wanted to return to our hotel feigning tiredness. There was a party that night at the hotel playing retro music. Initially I thought she wanted to take rest to have fun till late night. But she pulled me aside and asked me looking into my eyes, “Shall I go now?”
That was the last minute approval she was seeking from me. I hugged her and said, “Go!”
Towards evening when I returned near our room Malathy hesitated. She pulled me and we both headed to my room. Sure enough near the connecting door we heard Preethi’s moans and grunts. We both just waited looking at each other. It was difficult to judge Malathy’s reaction. But I thought she was sullen. After a while Malathy left the room. After some more time Preethi came in through the connecting door.
We kissed each other frantically right as soon as we shut the door close.
"I am practically dripping with his stuff," she said as she led me to our bed. She had another orgasm as I lapped her up and cleaned her completely. Preethi, however, didn't let me have intercourse. She offered to fellate me instead and gave me one of her best blow jobs. As expected she didn't swallow.
The buffet dinner was in a different restaurant than the party area. So we all decided to have dinner early and then head for the party. Soon after the dinner Preethi left for our room. I thought she wanted to change.
I too went to our room and found Preethi there waiting for me.
She was in a hot mood and spent a lot of time kissing while stroking my penis, which seemed to become a norm.
"Are you certain you wouldn't mind raising Kumar's kid?" she asked breaking the kiss.
"Almost," I replied trying not to disappoint her.
"If you are not sure," she said, "then maybe I should start using the spermicidal and perhaps resume my pills once we get back.
"I didn't say that," I interrupted.
"You have to be honest," she urged me.
"Well, is it going to stop at just one?" I asked seriously.
"It is not going stop until I deliver his full share," she chuckled.
"I knew if this continued we would be forced to make difficult decisions." Without realizing my voice had become stern.
She looked concerned and said, “Kumar wants to have two kids. If you are willing we can... “ her voice trailed.
"What are you suggesting?" I asked her earnestly.
"Kumar isn't quite sure if he would get ample opportunities with me," she started.
"So, he would try to impregnate me as soon as an opportunity arises. If he is assured that he would get two children for sure from me then he would be willing to plan for them," she said.
"What are you saying?" I asked her to be clear.
"I am saying we let Kumar impregnate me with the first two in quick successions and then you have the third one when I am nearing thirty as we originally planned" she clarified.
“All along you wanted to have only one kid” I accused her mildly.
She promptly replied, “He has such an effect in me. But I was hesitating. I will be agreeing only if you are willing to raise the kids. But I am going to have your kid as well. Please you don’t have any doubt about that”
"How do you propose to have the first two from Kumar?" I asked.
"All you do is refraining from intercourse with me during my fertile period," she said casually, "That way, I am certain that he has 100% chance," she clarified.
“Why refrain from intercourse I can always use a condom” I retorted
“Condoms are not very effective. If you refrain completely till he impregnates then I will be sure that it is his kid”
"You have become very wicked," I said teasing her. I knew this would be the mostly likely solution.
She kissed me passionately and softly whispered as she stroked my stiff penis, "Friday nights are reserved exclusively for my Bulls." She resumed our foreplay with a fierce kiss; she was in extremely hot mood, now that she almost had permission to conceive from Kumar. Within minutes she pushed me to kneel down as she pulled down her pajamas and lay back on the bed.
"Prepare me for him," she said guiding my face towards her pussy. This was an important ordeal for her; she had talked about this several times in her sexy talk but this was the first time I was actually enacting it. It turned out that I was always engaged in foreplay with her before she went for a session with Kumar. I never detested this part; in fact this act of humiliation always excited me and kept me on the edge most of the time. It was the second act, which entailed cleaning her up that I found objectionable. But I still decided to continue at least till end of this trip.
God! I had become so disgusting to myself when I thought back.
I pleasured her for over ten minutes. Preethi was completely lubricated and ready for Kumar now as her juices were overflowing in anticipation.
"You may go for the party," she suggested and, "Please take your time, don't be back early."
It was a repeat of yesterday after I returned back from the party. Preethi was still in his room when I returned. I heard her continuous moans and rhythmic grunts. So I had to take a short walk for her to be back. Kumar had hosed her again and I dutifully cleaned it all up. If that wasn't enough she woke me in the morning to prepare her for her morning session with him.
After that I left for Delhi with Malathy. Preethi and Kumar were supposed to go for the desert safari each day and retire by evening.
On Preethi’s insistence both the rooms (with connecting door) where left booked for the next two days, although I know they will spend their time in either of the rooms. To the outside world she wanted to maintain her status as my wife staying back for the safari and me, a busy husband who had to get back sooner leaving his loving wife to enjoy the safari. In a way I appreciated her thoughtfulness about these small things.
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