03-02-2020, 12:27 PM
Update 20
That coffee shop was around ten minutes away from the hotel and I dashed backed to the hotel in less than five minutes. At the front desk I enquired if my wife had arrived and they confirmed so. I ascended the stairs to my room; it was on the second floor, the far corner of the building. I wondered if Preethi controlled her moans as the walls weren't quite sound proof in the room. Climbing two flights of stair was hardly a strain to me, yet my heart was pacing frantically as I knocked on the door. I heard Preethi ask,
"Who is it?"
"It's me. Anand," I responded. And in a few moments, Preethi opened the door and let me in. I met her after two days and was relieved to see her safe and sound. I hugged her. She let me in and latched the door and turned to face me. I could see her face for once after she had been thoroughly fucked. Her face was still flushed red and it was clear that she was in bed with him not more than ten minutes ago. She was wearing a black colored night gown and looked sultry in her sexy lingerie that was skimpy by Indian standards.
"Honey," she said as she embraced me, "Looks like you missed your wife." Her red lips were gently parted and waited for mine. I lowered my lips on her and she kissed me back seductively. Our kisses became intense and very soon she groped my crotch. We liberally exchanged saliva and I sensed that she had stale breath but didn't smell much of semen.
"Looks like you have been waiting for your turn," she said seductively breaking the kiss. Preethi pushed me down on the bed and pulled down my trousers. In a moment she pulled out my very hard member. I wondered if after spending two days with Kumar, she noticed the stark difference between our sizes and to my utter surprise she actually admitted that.
"Kumar is way bigger than you," she exhaled as she kneeled down to take mine in her mouth. It was a rare moment. She almost never initiated intercourse and especially in the manner she did today; trying to perform fellatio right at the outset. Perhaps this is how she approached sex with Kumar. It felt heavenly. She played with my testicles and tickled below my balls with her tongue. I agonized as she only teased me and never moved to my puckered hole. I was in no hurry to ejaculate, however. After about five minutes into the act, she said, "Oh, I forgot, he left something for you."
She turned around and straddled my face in our favorite 69 position. A pungent smell hit my nose first and then the musky smell of semen. It seemed Preethi didn't wash herself for a while and decided to present herself soaked in his ejaculations. I slid her gusset aside and examined her lips. As expected they were quite distended.
"You are the best!" she moaned as my tongue circled her open vulva.
"Beyond any doubt," she seethed
"No wonder so many bulls are eagerly waiting to mount your wife," she mumbled totally out of context.
Preethi was indeed responding violently even after having a prolonged session with Kumar. Then she turned to face me and started stroking me and kissing me. In between kisses our sexy talk continued.
"Who are all the bulls?" I encouraged her to complete the list.
"Well practically everyone I ever met but some have been persistent."
"I told you about the black partner, right?" she quickly added.
"Yes"
"He is interested …"
"Why would you want someone like that?"
"If you have not realized, I intend to have a bigger family." I know she was teasing from her naughty smile.
"You always thought children were too much of a chore," I complained playfully.
"Yes they are," she replied looking deeply into my eyes; her lips curling again in the same naughty smile with mischief glittering in her eyes.
"Making them though is not a chore," she said and kissed me forcefully. The sexual heat emanating from her was driving me crazy. While Preethi had been vocal earlier; she never behaved in a randy fashion. Tonight she exuded a sexual aura that I had never sensed earlier. It reminded me of the lionesses in heat that would titillate the male lions to mate with her. I had always wondered if the lioness would care if the male lion happened to be the pride owner or another young male lion or perhaps a nomadic lion that happened to be around. Preethi was entering into the mood again with the thought of conceiving from Kumar (or other bulls?). She stroked my penis while kissing me forcefully. In a matter of minutes, I couldn't handle it any further and proceeded to mount her. She broke the kiss momentarily, and wording her disapproval, "No," continued to kiss me.
When I asked, “Why? I thought you are done with getting impregnated by him” I asked.
She replied, “Not for another week at least for me to be sure”
I replied, “Ok. I have bought some condoms”
She rejected that too saying they are not safe. To me it looked like she wanted to preserve the exclusivity till her fertile period is over which is another week away.
Her stroking motion continued and not able to control myself, I humped rhythmically with her stroke.
As we settled into a good rhythm, she said, "Use my hand while my bull mates me and implants a baby." Her hand guided mine to her wet pussy and urged me to finger her. It was a weird scene.
"Tell me," she exhaled, "wouldn't you want Kumar to father all your children?" Preethi was in an elated state and was intensely enjoying verbal humiliation. I myself was amused by the situation but her taunts were pleasurable, given the way she handled me. At that time it never seemed she was berating me; instead it was to titillate me. The pain came much later.
"Wouldn't you?" she asked me again; certainly not expecting any answer from me.
"Or would you rather give each of your friends a chance," she seethed as she probed my anal opening with her right hand. My fingers were furiously see-sawing through her sloppy vagina. Preethi was far more attractive than any of the other women in our circle and hence I was sure none would refuse such a splendid opportunity.
"Or would you rather hand the privilege to black partner from my firm?" she asked teasingly. I kissed her in response.
"Who would you prefer?" I asked breaking the kiss.
"Does it matter?" she replied after a brief pause.
"As long as I am in heat and it is not you - the lawful owner - who is mounting," she added giggling.
"Seriously," I urged her.
"Kumar is obviously a choice," she answered thinking a little.
"Don't stop," she urged me to continue the humping motion as I had slowed down my tempo.
"The black partner from my office might be a good candidate," she reasoned,
"Did you enjoy your time away with Kumar," I asked changing the topic.
"Very much," she said and leaned into me for a hot kiss.
"Although, I wished you were there to prime and soothe me," she said breaking the kiss.
"Are you in love with him?" I asked.
She was not getting alarmed as in the previous occasions. Instead laughed and acted surprised with my question.
"Honey," she said, "The only person who deserves my love and adoration is you!" she said emphatically.
"Do you feel Kumar and Malathy have kind of played with us," I asked.
"Yes," she responded after a little thought.
"There is no way you would agree to have him impregnate me."
"Were you aware of this?" I asked.
"To some extent and I played along only after realizing that you actually enjoyed the thought of sharing your wife with him."
"Was the pregnancy thing his idea or your idea?" I asked.
"It was our idea," she said, "I mean it was yours and mine."
"Mine," I responded stunned.
"You relish the very thought of it," she added emphatically. I didn’t want to argue and upset her.
"To me as a woman, it was only natural that the one that pleases me more in the bed deserved a chance."
I kissed her and tried to roll on top of her; trying my luck the second time.
She stopped me again.
I massaged her breasts and kneaded her nipples. I wasn't sure if my mind was playing tricks with me but her breasts looked a little swollen. I nibbled on her nipples and gently squeezed them while she gently stroked my hard penis. As I moved to get on top of her, she said, "I think you better not."
"Why?" I asked.
"You made the conscious choice of having your wife impregnated by your well-endowed friend. Now don't complain. Let his seed soak in," she added.
"If you could let me catch my breath a little," she said, "I will help you ejaculate," pushing me down towards her pussy.
Ever since this episode became official I wanted to be with Preethi and spend quality time with her. Somehow, Malathy's mind play was working on me as I tried to prove on every occasion that I indeed was a good lover. I started losing my erection.
Preethi sensed this and asked me, "Is something wrong honey?"
"You seem to be anxious about something."
"Don't know," I responded.
"There sure is something," she said.
"I hope you are not too jealous," she said in concerned tone.
"No, it's not that," I responded.
"Good. Kumar is just a fuck-mate."
"He might get to implant his seed in me but I am so proud that you would be the father of my children," she said sexily, her hand gripping my penis now.
I moved in to kiss her and she kissed me forcibly pushing her tongue deep into my mouth. I instinctively humped and she tightened her grip but just enough to let my penis slide in through her palm. She encouraged me to continue the humping motion and very soon I was see-sawing through her palm in search for my climax to relieve my anxiety. I moved my left hand to her pussy and fingered her pussy but very lightly and gently kneading her clit. We kissed each other very sensuously as both of us enjoyed the pleasant and different experience.
"How many times did you do it?" I asked in between our kisses.
"13," she said instantaneously.
"How was it?" I asked.
"Fantastic," was her reply.
"Is there any way I can watch both of you?" I asked. She stopped for a moment and said, "You have already seen us in action once." My heart skipped a beat when I heard this. It reminded me of last year's Valentine day, which Malathy and I had secretly watched. However, I mustered courage and said, "It was too dark," implying that she was referring to the second night of safari.
"Do you want to see how well he treats your wife?" she asked sexily and kissed me.
"Let me assure you," she said, "He makes best use of the privilege you have given him."
"I know," I said.
"How badly you want it?" she asked.
"Come on, don't stop it," she said as I slowed down my tempo.
"Pretty badly," I groaned.
She again started her sexy talk and went on for a while. I was nowhere near reaching orgasm and decided to call it off.
As our excitement settled down, she said, "You may not have the pleasure of watching us anytime soon as Kumar is shy about these things."
We settled the topic to rest for a while before we get ready to leave.
As we nuzzled into each other I playfully said, "You have become such a slut!"
As I completed that sentence I thought ‘Is she really becoming one?’
"I take that as a compliment," she jokingly responded and added, "But remember I am your wife and Kumar's slut!"
Her words kept reverberating in my mind.
We rested for a while and were about to leave to the airport, she hugged and thanked me for being an understanding husband. She confessed her love for me. Suddenly she knelt before me unzipped me and she proceeded to give me a blow-job. Her sudden act surprised me. This time she assured that I could come in her mouth - only for that one time, though. For the next ten minutes she gave me one of the best blow jobs. It was impressive that she deep-throated me several times and her suction was so effective that I couldn't hold on for more than ten minutes. She didn't even use her hands and yet I ended up ejaculating so quickly. She gulped much of it but did pass me on some when she kissed me. She again warned me that I wouldn't get such a privilege for a long time as it was primarily reserved for her bulls. Her open admissions irritated me. She was so excited I didn’t want to talk further on such topics. Besides on second thought I felt it was childish. Once my semen left me and if it is not going through her nether lips I didn’t care where it went. Probably the habit of masturbation from younger days made me think so.
That coffee shop was around ten minutes away from the hotel and I dashed backed to the hotel in less than five minutes. At the front desk I enquired if my wife had arrived and they confirmed so. I ascended the stairs to my room; it was on the second floor, the far corner of the building. I wondered if Preethi controlled her moans as the walls weren't quite sound proof in the room. Climbing two flights of stair was hardly a strain to me, yet my heart was pacing frantically as I knocked on the door. I heard Preethi ask,
"Who is it?"
"It's me. Anand," I responded. And in a few moments, Preethi opened the door and let me in. I met her after two days and was relieved to see her safe and sound. I hugged her. She let me in and latched the door and turned to face me. I could see her face for once after she had been thoroughly fucked. Her face was still flushed red and it was clear that she was in bed with him not more than ten minutes ago. She was wearing a black colored night gown and looked sultry in her sexy lingerie that was skimpy by Indian standards.
"Honey," she said as she embraced me, "Looks like you missed your wife." Her red lips were gently parted and waited for mine. I lowered my lips on her and she kissed me back seductively. Our kisses became intense and very soon she groped my crotch. We liberally exchanged saliva and I sensed that she had stale breath but didn't smell much of semen.
"Looks like you have been waiting for your turn," she said seductively breaking the kiss. Preethi pushed me down on the bed and pulled down my trousers. In a moment she pulled out my very hard member. I wondered if after spending two days with Kumar, she noticed the stark difference between our sizes and to my utter surprise she actually admitted that.
"Kumar is way bigger than you," she exhaled as she kneeled down to take mine in her mouth. It was a rare moment. She almost never initiated intercourse and especially in the manner she did today; trying to perform fellatio right at the outset. Perhaps this is how she approached sex with Kumar. It felt heavenly. She played with my testicles and tickled below my balls with her tongue. I agonized as she only teased me and never moved to my puckered hole. I was in no hurry to ejaculate, however. After about five minutes into the act, she said, "Oh, I forgot, he left something for you."
She turned around and straddled my face in our favorite 69 position. A pungent smell hit my nose first and then the musky smell of semen. It seemed Preethi didn't wash herself for a while and decided to present herself soaked in his ejaculations. I slid her gusset aside and examined her lips. As expected they were quite distended.
"You are the best!" she moaned as my tongue circled her open vulva.
"Beyond any doubt," she seethed
"No wonder so many bulls are eagerly waiting to mount your wife," she mumbled totally out of context.
Preethi was indeed responding violently even after having a prolonged session with Kumar. Then she turned to face me and started stroking me and kissing me. In between kisses our sexy talk continued.
"Who are all the bulls?" I encouraged her to complete the list.
"Well practically everyone I ever met but some have been persistent."
"I told you about the black partner, right?" she quickly added.
"Yes"
"He is interested …"
"Why would you want someone like that?"
"If you have not realized, I intend to have a bigger family." I know she was teasing from her naughty smile.
"You always thought children were too much of a chore," I complained playfully.
"Yes they are," she replied looking deeply into my eyes; her lips curling again in the same naughty smile with mischief glittering in her eyes.
"Making them though is not a chore," she said and kissed me forcefully. The sexual heat emanating from her was driving me crazy. While Preethi had been vocal earlier; she never behaved in a randy fashion. Tonight she exuded a sexual aura that I had never sensed earlier. It reminded me of the lionesses in heat that would titillate the male lions to mate with her. I had always wondered if the lioness would care if the male lion happened to be the pride owner or another young male lion or perhaps a nomadic lion that happened to be around. Preethi was entering into the mood again with the thought of conceiving from Kumar (or other bulls?). She stroked my penis while kissing me forcefully. In a matter of minutes, I couldn't handle it any further and proceeded to mount her. She broke the kiss momentarily, and wording her disapproval, "No," continued to kiss me.
When I asked, “Why? I thought you are done with getting impregnated by him” I asked.
She replied, “Not for another week at least for me to be sure”
I replied, “Ok. I have bought some condoms”
She rejected that too saying they are not safe. To me it looked like she wanted to preserve the exclusivity till her fertile period is over which is another week away.
Her stroking motion continued and not able to control myself, I humped rhythmically with her stroke.
As we settled into a good rhythm, she said, "Use my hand while my bull mates me and implants a baby." Her hand guided mine to her wet pussy and urged me to finger her. It was a weird scene.
"Tell me," she exhaled, "wouldn't you want Kumar to father all your children?" Preethi was in an elated state and was intensely enjoying verbal humiliation. I myself was amused by the situation but her taunts were pleasurable, given the way she handled me. At that time it never seemed she was berating me; instead it was to titillate me. The pain came much later.
"Wouldn't you?" she asked me again; certainly not expecting any answer from me.
"Or would you rather give each of your friends a chance," she seethed as she probed my anal opening with her right hand. My fingers were furiously see-sawing through her sloppy vagina. Preethi was far more attractive than any of the other women in our circle and hence I was sure none would refuse such a splendid opportunity.
"Or would you rather hand the privilege to black partner from my firm?" she asked teasingly. I kissed her in response.
"Who would you prefer?" I asked breaking the kiss.
"Does it matter?" she replied after a brief pause.
"As long as I am in heat and it is not you - the lawful owner - who is mounting," she added giggling.
"Seriously," I urged her.
"Kumar is obviously a choice," she answered thinking a little.
"Don't stop," she urged me to continue the humping motion as I had slowed down my tempo.
"The black partner from my office might be a good candidate," she reasoned,
"Did you enjoy your time away with Kumar," I asked changing the topic.
"Very much," she said and leaned into me for a hot kiss.
"Although, I wished you were there to prime and soothe me," she said breaking the kiss.
"Are you in love with him?" I asked.
She was not getting alarmed as in the previous occasions. Instead laughed and acted surprised with my question.
"Honey," she said, "The only person who deserves my love and adoration is you!" she said emphatically.
"Do you feel Kumar and Malathy have kind of played with us," I asked.
"Yes," she responded after a little thought.
"There is no way you would agree to have him impregnate me."
"Were you aware of this?" I asked.
"To some extent and I played along only after realizing that you actually enjoyed the thought of sharing your wife with him."
"Was the pregnancy thing his idea or your idea?" I asked.
"It was our idea," she said, "I mean it was yours and mine."
"Mine," I responded stunned.
"You relish the very thought of it," she added emphatically. I didn’t want to argue and upset her.
"To me as a woman, it was only natural that the one that pleases me more in the bed deserved a chance."
I kissed her and tried to roll on top of her; trying my luck the second time.
She stopped me again.
I massaged her breasts and kneaded her nipples. I wasn't sure if my mind was playing tricks with me but her breasts looked a little swollen. I nibbled on her nipples and gently squeezed them while she gently stroked my hard penis. As I moved to get on top of her, she said, "I think you better not."
"Why?" I asked.
"You made the conscious choice of having your wife impregnated by your well-endowed friend. Now don't complain. Let his seed soak in," she added.
"If you could let me catch my breath a little," she said, "I will help you ejaculate," pushing me down towards her pussy.
Ever since this episode became official I wanted to be with Preethi and spend quality time with her. Somehow, Malathy's mind play was working on me as I tried to prove on every occasion that I indeed was a good lover. I started losing my erection.
Preethi sensed this and asked me, "Is something wrong honey?"
"You seem to be anxious about something."
"Don't know," I responded.
"There sure is something," she said.
"I hope you are not too jealous," she said in concerned tone.
"No, it's not that," I responded.
"Good. Kumar is just a fuck-mate."
"He might get to implant his seed in me but I am so proud that you would be the father of my children," she said sexily, her hand gripping my penis now.
I moved in to kiss her and she kissed me forcibly pushing her tongue deep into my mouth. I instinctively humped and she tightened her grip but just enough to let my penis slide in through her palm. She encouraged me to continue the humping motion and very soon I was see-sawing through her palm in search for my climax to relieve my anxiety. I moved my left hand to her pussy and fingered her pussy but very lightly and gently kneading her clit. We kissed each other very sensuously as both of us enjoyed the pleasant and different experience.
"How many times did you do it?" I asked in between our kisses.
"13," she said instantaneously.
"How was it?" I asked.
"Fantastic," was her reply.
"Is there any way I can watch both of you?" I asked. She stopped for a moment and said, "You have already seen us in action once." My heart skipped a beat when I heard this. It reminded me of last year's Valentine day, which Malathy and I had secretly watched. However, I mustered courage and said, "It was too dark," implying that she was referring to the second night of safari.
"Do you want to see how well he treats your wife?" she asked sexily and kissed me.
"Let me assure you," she said, "He makes best use of the privilege you have given him."
"I know," I said.
"How badly you want it?" she asked.
"Come on, don't stop it," she said as I slowed down my tempo.
"Pretty badly," I groaned.
She again started her sexy talk and went on for a while. I was nowhere near reaching orgasm and decided to call it off.
As our excitement settled down, she said, "You may not have the pleasure of watching us anytime soon as Kumar is shy about these things."
We settled the topic to rest for a while before we get ready to leave.
As we nuzzled into each other I playfully said, "You have become such a slut!"
As I completed that sentence I thought ‘Is she really becoming one?’
"I take that as a compliment," she jokingly responded and added, "But remember I am your wife and Kumar's slut!"
Her words kept reverberating in my mind.
We rested for a while and were about to leave to the airport, she hugged and thanked me for being an understanding husband. She confessed her love for me. Suddenly she knelt before me unzipped me and she proceeded to give me a blow-job. Her sudden act surprised me. This time she assured that I could come in her mouth - only for that one time, though. For the next ten minutes she gave me one of the best blow jobs. It was impressive that she deep-throated me several times and her suction was so effective that I couldn't hold on for more than ten minutes. She didn't even use her hands and yet I ended up ejaculating so quickly. She gulped much of it but did pass me on some when she kissed me. She again warned me that I wouldn't get such a privilege for a long time as it was primarily reserved for her bulls. Her open admissions irritated me. She was so excited I didn’t want to talk further on such topics. Besides on second thought I felt it was childish. Once my semen left me and if it is not going through her nether lips I didn’t care where it went. Probably the habit of masturbation from younger days made me think so.
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