11-02-2019, 01:31 PM
If bringing his wife to her lover was a painful experience, watching her in his arms was worst, but along with the pain comes the gut wrenching feeling which numbs his mind. If giving away his wife for the night to her lover brought out the hidden masochistic sexual desires in him, claiming her back in the morning was intoxicating. Watching the telltale signs of sexual activities, her dishevelled hairs, smeared mascara and a bruise or a hickey on her body, would stir the most salacious cravings for more. The only thing that comes to Ravi's mind is to grab her and not let her go till eternity.
It was Eight O'clock in the morning and their flat looks like a battle ground as almost every member of the family was rushing to get ready, have breakfast and make a dash for their respective engagements. Only Ravi's father was relaxing in the living room with a newspaper. He was almost retired due to his deteriorating health and the responsibility of the entire business was on Ravi, although he uses to guide him and spend few hours every day at the office cum showroom.
"Goodbye Dadu," Neha and Priya shouted almost together as they leave for the college and shortly afterwards Ravi and Kavita rushed to the parking.
"Sorry, but you have to drop me to the local station," Kavita spoke.
"No problem," he murmured.
"I would be late tonight," she spoke as they drove towards the station, "you have dinner with kids, I would be back by ten."
Ravi nodded knowing well her plans for the evening. He dropped her and then drove to the showroom. He was very busy these days taking care of the entire business. However, apart from business his mind was also occupied by other thoughts, the thoughts of his wife with Narang, her lover. His mind drifted towards the night he spent on a sofa in Narang's flat while his wife was with her lover.
He remembered how relived he was to see her in the morning as if she returned safe from a battleground. How delighted he was to receive her back. They returned home immediately and Ravi spent the whole afternoon loving each and every part of her body. No words were spoken as he passionately mounted her. It was not required to be told that she had a wonderful night with Narang. He understood it and loved every moment of it.
They talked later that night when she lay naked with him.
"Was it as good as the night in the train," he spoke pulling her closer.
"Better."
"Is he so good in bed?" he spoke in a hoarse voice. Kavita was expecting this.
"Yes he was good... I enjoyed fucking him... but don't torture yourself by comparing with him, you are also good... I have been with you for nineteen years and he is new... that is it!! He is not hung like a stallion; he is almost same size as you, slightly thicker and he does not fuck for hours. He is just different than you, the sex is different and it excites me," she spoke quickly in one breath, "and don't you derive any sadistic pleasure in undermining yourself," her voice was raised.
"Ok...Ok..." he smiled sheepishly, "I am not undermining myself, I just wanted to know ah... a..." he could not find words to continue.
"But I can see that it was very painful for you," she spoke kissing his chest.
"It caused pain... yes... but was worth it... when I got you back in my arms, knowing that you are mine," he hugged her tightly, "knowing that you had the time of your life, nothing is more satisfying than this."
"Humm, but we shall put an end to all this now," she spoke.
"Why!! Both of us enjoyed it."
"Because I love you and can't see you suffering."
"Even though I like it."
She lifted her head and looked into his eyes with anger, "don't tell me you want to be one of those cuckold husbands found on the internet."
"No... No... I don't want that... but whenever you go to him I feel jealously, excitement and pain all at the same time and then when you are with him I feel lust for you, I want to snatch you from him and fuck myself but I don't, as I derive satisfaction from the fact that you are getting what you deserve, the best. I don't want you to miss on the good sex in life and when you enjoy, I love it automatically."
"I don't understand all this but one thing I know that it is not going to be a zipless fuck, not if we continue this, I am certainly going to develop some feelings for him. I know I can't love him but still I will feel attached."
"That is the point, love, you love me and I feel it even more when you come back to me," he caressed her hairs.
"Humm, so what are you suggesting," she spoke.
"I am not hinting at having any specific relationship with him, it could be just some more casual encounters with him or with any other man and you can end it whenever you feel like," he try to convince her.
"Any other man!!" she looked strangely at him, "what do you think I am?"
"Just saying, in case you feel uncomfortable with Narang and found someone else, like I told you it's about your pleasure first," he explained and looked expectantly at her.
"I don't know, I will think over it... now let me sleep it's already very late," she closed the discussion.
...
Kavita took the local train for her office after her husband dropped her to the station and was lucky that she got a window seat in the jam packed compartment. She was lost into thoughts and reminisces about the changes in her life since that fateful train journey. She felt a totally different woman now, her views about sexuality and the beliefs she carried, changed. She loved her husband and cared for the family as a wife and a mother, but with Narang she was a woman only. She loved the tender and soft love making with her husband and the raw wild sex with Narang.
It was very difficult for her when her husband suggested continuing the relationship; she knew it would mean giving Ravi more pain and humiliation as a cuckold. But it also meant more freedom for her to have uninhibited and guilt free sex with Narang. She thought she would love Ravi more to compensate for his sufferings and will enjoy the variety with her lover. Shivers ran down her spine, as she thought about Narang as her lover.
She agreed to give it a try, again wrongly thinking that it would be just a few times until the variety will fade away and she can be content with her husband only. However, the taboo nature of the act only increases the thrill.
...
It was Eight O'clock in the morning and their flat looks like a battle ground as almost every member of the family was rushing to get ready, have breakfast and make a dash for their respective engagements. Only Ravi's father was relaxing in the living room with a newspaper. He was almost retired due to his deteriorating health and the responsibility of the entire business was on Ravi, although he uses to guide him and spend few hours every day at the office cum showroom.
"Goodbye Dadu," Neha and Priya shouted almost together as they leave for the college and shortly afterwards Ravi and Kavita rushed to the parking.
"Sorry, but you have to drop me to the local station," Kavita spoke.
"No problem," he murmured.
"I would be late tonight," she spoke as they drove towards the station, "you have dinner with kids, I would be back by ten."
Ravi nodded knowing well her plans for the evening. He dropped her and then drove to the showroom. He was very busy these days taking care of the entire business. However, apart from business his mind was also occupied by other thoughts, the thoughts of his wife with Narang, her lover. His mind drifted towards the night he spent on a sofa in Narang's flat while his wife was with her lover.
He remembered how relived he was to see her in the morning as if she returned safe from a battleground. How delighted he was to receive her back. They returned home immediately and Ravi spent the whole afternoon loving each and every part of her body. No words were spoken as he passionately mounted her. It was not required to be told that she had a wonderful night with Narang. He understood it and loved every moment of it.
They talked later that night when she lay naked with him.
"Was it as good as the night in the train," he spoke pulling her closer.
"Better."
"Is he so good in bed?" he spoke in a hoarse voice. Kavita was expecting this.
"Yes he was good... I enjoyed fucking him... but don't torture yourself by comparing with him, you are also good... I have been with you for nineteen years and he is new... that is it!! He is not hung like a stallion; he is almost same size as you, slightly thicker and he does not fuck for hours. He is just different than you, the sex is different and it excites me," she spoke quickly in one breath, "and don't you derive any sadistic pleasure in undermining yourself," her voice was raised.
"Ok...Ok..." he smiled sheepishly, "I am not undermining myself, I just wanted to know ah... a..." he could not find words to continue.
"But I can see that it was very painful for you," she spoke kissing his chest.
"It caused pain... yes... but was worth it... when I got you back in my arms, knowing that you are mine," he hugged her tightly, "knowing that you had the time of your life, nothing is more satisfying than this."
"Humm, but we shall put an end to all this now," she spoke.
"Why!! Both of us enjoyed it."
"Because I love you and can't see you suffering."
"Even though I like it."
She lifted her head and looked into his eyes with anger, "don't tell me you want to be one of those cuckold husbands found on the internet."
"No... No... I don't want that... but whenever you go to him I feel jealously, excitement and pain all at the same time and then when you are with him I feel lust for you, I want to snatch you from him and fuck myself but I don't, as I derive satisfaction from the fact that you are getting what you deserve, the best. I don't want you to miss on the good sex in life and when you enjoy, I love it automatically."
"I don't understand all this but one thing I know that it is not going to be a zipless fuck, not if we continue this, I am certainly going to develop some feelings for him. I know I can't love him but still I will feel attached."
"That is the point, love, you love me and I feel it even more when you come back to me," he caressed her hairs.
"Humm, so what are you suggesting," she spoke.
"I am not hinting at having any specific relationship with him, it could be just some more casual encounters with him or with any other man and you can end it whenever you feel like," he try to convince her.
"Any other man!!" she looked strangely at him, "what do you think I am?"
"Just saying, in case you feel uncomfortable with Narang and found someone else, like I told you it's about your pleasure first," he explained and looked expectantly at her.
"I don't know, I will think over it... now let me sleep it's already very late," she closed the discussion.
...
Kavita took the local train for her office after her husband dropped her to the station and was lucky that she got a window seat in the jam packed compartment. She was lost into thoughts and reminisces about the changes in her life since that fateful train journey. She felt a totally different woman now, her views about sexuality and the beliefs she carried, changed. She loved her husband and cared for the family as a wife and a mother, but with Narang she was a woman only. She loved the tender and soft love making with her husband and the raw wild sex with Narang.
It was very difficult for her when her husband suggested continuing the relationship; she knew it would mean giving Ravi more pain and humiliation as a cuckold. But it also meant more freedom for her to have uninhibited and guilt free sex with Narang. She thought she would love Ravi more to compensate for his sufferings and will enjoy the variety with her lover. Shivers ran down her spine, as she thought about Narang as her lover.
She agreed to give it a try, again wrongly thinking that it would be just a few times until the variety will fade away and she can be content with her husband only. However, the taboo nature of the act only increases the thrill.
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