24-11-2018, 07:14 PM
Chapter 39
The sudden blow had taken me aback. But it couldn't really stop me. I went again and this time my arms tied around her along with her hands, and I kissed her again. More fiercely, more violently, I sucked her lips. I crushed her soft lips and I almost tasted her saliva in my mouth. I devoured her lips against her continuous efforts to free herself, until she managed to shake her head sideways to break the long kiss. And then I let her go.
The next second, I felt another slap across my face, this time harder than the previous one.
Her hand had enough power to make me lose myself. My cheek ached. She jumped up and I merely sat on the bed, silently. I didn’t speak a word. I kept rubbing my face, my head down. I felt I had gone too far.
“What the hell do you think of me? “
She yelled.
“I think of you as my wife, my love, my life; nothing else.”
I said quietly, she stood there staring at me.
We both remained silent for next five or ten minutes. She walked up to the mirror to face herself fit some time and then came back to me. She sat on the edge of the bed, maintaining a small distance from me.
But she didn't speak anything.
Finally I spoke.
“I’m sorry Meera. I got carried away.”
Meera looked at me and let out a sigh,
“I am sorry too.”
I looked at her and slowly rubbed my cheek. She slightly leaned to me to put her hand over my shoulder.
"I'm really sorry Krish.."
She stood up and slowly rubbed my face. It felt really good honestly.
“I wasn’t going to bang you...“
I said.
“I was just kissing you...”
“Oh really? You call that a kiss? You were like... Anyways you should know that you can’t do that too.”
“That bloody Das has taken the whole of my wife.”
I complained.
“Yes. He has. No more sharing, Krish.”
Wekept staring into each other again. She had said it.
“Does he keep you that happy?”
“I don’t know about it.”
“Do you love him really?”
“It’s complicated I can’t really do that, can I?”
She sounded a helpless woman to me. I felt guilty for it. I was the one who put her through all of this. If I hadn’t directed Mr. Das to her, nothing of this would have happened. What a foolish idea was that? Even if Sam had any chance, I could have stopped it by exposing it to Ananya. But now, I have no power to stop it. She is drawn more to Das than even she could gauge.
"You don't know whether you would love him or not. There's no future in that. You're playing with fire than we ever did. Why are you doing this? Why can't you just quit?"
"Ssshhh!"
She put her finger across my lips. But I had asked enough.
"If you cared so much, why didn't you stop me at that gardens... What's the name of..."
"Sunshine..."
"Yeah... Sunshine gardens. You didn't stop it when Das took me into his bedroom, did you? Why you..."
"How could I do that? I was not a friend to him? And I had no clue you two were going to fuck right there!"
"Oh! Don't tell me that. You knew that he was there to what! It was well planned. I was the fool there..."
"What!"
"You know, I've been hit on a hundred times since we've parted ways. I had no such interest in them. I had even gone for dinner with a few, and with one, I don't know why I'm telling you this but, with one I had got a bit intimate than I would allow myself, but nothing more than that. I always shied away from them, except for Das. Tell me why? Tell me why I couldn't stop Das at Sunshine gardens?"
I was speechless.
The gun was pointed at my head.
I was the culprit.
I sensed pain, erupting from the deepest of my heart.
"I'm sorry. I didn't want that. I was just helpless..."
I said in a voice audible only to the sharpest.
"Krish... Making grave mistakes and then apologising have already cost us a lot. I want you live a normal life..."
Her voice was smooth and caring. She placed her hands at either sides of my shoulders.
I hugged her and closed my eyes. She knew what I was feeling, and she let me hold onto her. She stood calmly and caressed over my head. I felt sudden comfort in that. I loved her even more.
“I love you Meera..”
I mumbled.
She pushed me slowly and slightly away from her.
“What?"
“I ... I love you...”
“No you can’t. Please understand, there is no future in this love. I have become someone else’s. He owns me completely. You know that, don’t you?”
“Yes I know, but it hurts baby...”
“I want you move on... move on to Meghna. She’s nice, and beautiful. “
“I don’t think I can ever do that.”
“That’s why I told you to do...to move on.. you know, I mean, did you do it?”
She was talking about her advice on masturbating.
“No.” I lied, hoping she won’t catch me this time.
“You should, when you’ve done that once you’ll get rid of me.“
“Come on, you’re making fun of me, and my love.”
“No, I mean it, I want you to masturbate, I know you can do it. Like when I was with Shekhar, thinking of Das and me, then you’ll feel better. Then you can concentrate on Meghna or anyone else you want.”
Suddenly she bent forward and touched my groin.
Hell, it was hard. My stupid dick was hard. I saw a wry smile on the corner of her lips.
“See, you’re already hard, you should do it now."
“No... No...”
I shook my head and pushed her hand away.
She didn’t give up. She had her hand again on me. I pushed her away again, each time she touched me, I woke up a little more. I was like a toy in her hand, I learnt.
At the end this nonsense, she sat with me and slid her hand inside myshort. I looked at her unbelievably. And she looked straight into my eyes.
“I want you do it, right now... “
She whispered.
“Wh.. what? No... I... “
I stammered.
I felt her fingers around my hard penis. I swallowed my own saliva. She kissed on my cheek and pulled my short a bit with another hand; and pulled out my dick. It's tip was shamelessly wet.
“You’re perfectly up.” She said after having a good look at it.
“Hold it my boy...”
She whispered.
“No, you do it for me.”
I said.
“What?”
“You do it.”
I tried to brush my lips with hers. She moved away. Anyway she was smiling constantly. We were having a game.
“Hold it.”
She said again.
I refused.
“Okay then get up. Stand up here.” She finally said.
I immediately moved and stood in front of her. She pulled my shorts down and felled it to my feet. I pulled my tee-shirt off me, and presented myself in complete nudeness to my wife. I watched her eyes dilating. She was enjoying it.
“You don’t have to be too excited you’re just going to shag yourself...“
She said. But there was playfulness in her voice. I looked at her lips like I want them immediately.
“You’re gonna do it...”
“Come on, Krish I can’t do it, I will later feel guilty..”
“But for what...? I am your husband.”
“But I have a boyfriend.”
“Still I have some rights on you, haven't I?”
“In your dreams only...”
She grinned.
"Your boyfriend is not suppose to mind if your husband gets something he truly deserves!"
"No way! You and your stupid theories!"
“Okay.. but one last time...”
I pleaded.
She thought for a moment.
“What if I show you something, something that you’ll enjoy, you’ll find it helpful to excite yourself?”
She said and touched the shoulder strap of her tank top.
My eyes widened.
Oh my god. I said myself.
“I well surrender then."
I said.
She locked her eyes with mine for a second.
"Only for show, nothing more."
She warned.
"Done."
I agreed. I was eager to see those beautiful globes once again. My heartbeats were rising higher.
She grabbed the straps from either sides and slid them down until it reached her elbows. The top slid from her chest, baring her breasts, until both the nipples were visible. Brown, round, and erect. Both the nipples were exactly what I had remembered all my life. I used to fondle them lovingly, suck them when I was thirsty, feel them when I felt needy, bite them when I was naughty; but now, all I could do was to stare, yet it was better than what I had been subjected to for so long.
Actually seeing them like this was an unbelievable dream coming true. I saw a couple of dark spots on the white skins on her.
“What’s that?”
I asked out of curiosity. She took a look at them.
“Oh that’s Das. He’s... uh... quite rough on them...”
Oww, it hurts baby. I said in my mind. Bastard. I grinned.
She pulled herself back on to the bed and leaned back with support of both of her hands, allowing the tank top fall further down. Both her breasts were on complete display. They didn’t splay when she leaned back. They were just perfect.
With one hand, she swept back her hair strands behind her ears.
“Now.”
She said, gesturing to my hip. It was time to keep my promise.
I slowly held my dick and began shaking it. The wet tip meant smooth movement.
She fondled herself to tease me once, and it was too much for me. Soon my hand was moving seriously and she sat watching me shag.
“Shake it for me Krish...”
She whispered again.
Her eyes remained on my dick. I moved a bit closer to her and stopped shaking it.
"Come on... Touch it once... Meera..."
This time she looked at me affectionately. Then without saying word, she touched me. Slowly, I let go of my dick and she held it with round, firm grip.
Her warm, soft fingers were around my dick. I let out a slight moan. She looked at my eyes and smiled at me. She seemed like a teen who had a penis in her hand for the first time in her life. She was endearing and I felt I would bend forward to kiss her any moment. The fear of her leaving in between forced me control myself.
"What are you...making me do, huh?"
She panted.
"Your hands feels so good, baby..."
I moaned again as she began moving her grip back and forth on me. As she did it, her body shook and so did her breasts. They were marvelous. As she grew comfortable, I touched over her shoulders and them moved them down to feel them over.
"Watch your hands, Krish..."
She warned and squeezed my dick. I laughed.
"Haaa!"
She spread my precum well over my dick with her hand and then began moving it swiftly. I closed my eyes for a moment in pleasure, and remembered how she was stroking Vivek in the Square hut. She wasn't this passionate. I thought.
Suddenly I felt her pulling it to her. As I looked down, I saw the unbelievable. She was leaning forward and opening her lips.
"Huuuh!"
I took a deep breath and held it there, and watched her take my meat inside her mouth.
Had she ever done this to me?
I asked myself.
Well, she wasn't done. Soon her head was moving back and forth, sucking me softly.
"Oh my baby...mmm..."
I moaned.
She sucked me just a few seconds, but she had lifted my spirits to sky high, as I soon started jerking myself with a gesture from her. There was nothing more I could ask from her. She licked her lips and watched me shag.
"Mmm... Keep shaking for me... Yes.."
She slowly fondled her breasts and my eyes almost stuck to them. I was on the edge, and for me there was nothing to hold back. I shook harder and harder. Within a short period of time I exploded and shot a huge load, huge to even my expectations. Streams of my sticky white cum were splattered all over her neck and breasts, and then to her thighs and on the floor, and I let out a suppressed groan as I enjoyed my orgasm. I was having one of my perfect ejaculation in a long time.
"Wooosh!"
Meera closed her eyes as if to save it from the spray, and smiled.
I grabbed her face and kissed her.
One light kiss.
She was all smiling.
“That was wonderful.”
She said and pushed me away. I was still panting and stood there delighted. She picked up my jockey from the floor and cleaned her chest and thighs. Then she threw it to me and pulled up her tank top.
“Clean yourself and the floor.”
She was still smiling.
I was back to reality. I wiped my dick clean and then the floor with my underwear.
“Okay, now that the end of the it. You should go now."
She got up and pushed me until I was out of the room.
“Good night, and remember to forget this night from your memories right now.”
She said and shut the door close. I stood there in the hall, completely nude, with my semi hard dick hanging in the air.
The sudden blow had taken me aback. But it couldn't really stop me. I went again and this time my arms tied around her along with her hands, and I kissed her again. More fiercely, more violently, I sucked her lips. I crushed her soft lips and I almost tasted her saliva in my mouth. I devoured her lips against her continuous efforts to free herself, until she managed to shake her head sideways to break the long kiss. And then I let her go.
The next second, I felt another slap across my face, this time harder than the previous one.
Her hand had enough power to make me lose myself. My cheek ached. She jumped up and I merely sat on the bed, silently. I didn’t speak a word. I kept rubbing my face, my head down. I felt I had gone too far.
“What the hell do you think of me? “
She yelled.
“I think of you as my wife, my love, my life; nothing else.”
I said quietly, she stood there staring at me.
We both remained silent for next five or ten minutes. She walked up to the mirror to face herself fit some time and then came back to me. She sat on the edge of the bed, maintaining a small distance from me.
But she didn't speak anything.
Finally I spoke.
“I’m sorry Meera. I got carried away.”
Meera looked at me and let out a sigh,
“I am sorry too.”
I looked at her and slowly rubbed my cheek. She slightly leaned to me to put her hand over my shoulder.
"I'm really sorry Krish.."
She stood up and slowly rubbed my face. It felt really good honestly.
“I wasn’t going to bang you...“
I said.
“I was just kissing you...”
“Oh really? You call that a kiss? You were like... Anyways you should know that you can’t do that too.”
“That bloody Das has taken the whole of my wife.”
I complained.
“Yes. He has. No more sharing, Krish.”
Wekept staring into each other again. She had said it.
“Does he keep you that happy?”
“I don’t know about it.”
“Do you love him really?”
“It’s complicated I can’t really do that, can I?”
She sounded a helpless woman to me. I felt guilty for it. I was the one who put her through all of this. If I hadn’t directed Mr. Das to her, nothing of this would have happened. What a foolish idea was that? Even if Sam had any chance, I could have stopped it by exposing it to Ananya. But now, I have no power to stop it. She is drawn more to Das than even she could gauge.
"You don't know whether you would love him or not. There's no future in that. You're playing with fire than we ever did. Why are you doing this? Why can't you just quit?"
"Ssshhh!"
She put her finger across my lips. But I had asked enough.
"If you cared so much, why didn't you stop me at that gardens... What's the name of..."
"Sunshine..."
"Yeah... Sunshine gardens. You didn't stop it when Das took me into his bedroom, did you? Why you..."
"How could I do that? I was not a friend to him? And I had no clue you two were going to fuck right there!"
"Oh! Don't tell me that. You knew that he was there to what! It was well planned. I was the fool there..."
"What!"
"You know, I've been hit on a hundred times since we've parted ways. I had no such interest in them. I had even gone for dinner with a few, and with one, I don't know why I'm telling you this but, with one I had got a bit intimate than I would allow myself, but nothing more than that. I always shied away from them, except for Das. Tell me why? Tell me why I couldn't stop Das at Sunshine gardens?"
I was speechless.
The gun was pointed at my head.
I was the culprit.
I sensed pain, erupting from the deepest of my heart.
"I'm sorry. I didn't want that. I was just helpless..."
I said in a voice audible only to the sharpest.
"Krish... Making grave mistakes and then apologising have already cost us a lot. I want you live a normal life..."
Her voice was smooth and caring. She placed her hands at either sides of my shoulders.
I hugged her and closed my eyes. She knew what I was feeling, and she let me hold onto her. She stood calmly and caressed over my head. I felt sudden comfort in that. I loved her even more.
“I love you Meera..”
I mumbled.
She pushed me slowly and slightly away from her.
“What?"
“I ... I love you...”
“No you can’t. Please understand, there is no future in this love. I have become someone else’s. He owns me completely. You know that, don’t you?”
“Yes I know, but it hurts baby...”
“I want you move on... move on to Meghna. She’s nice, and beautiful. “
“I don’t think I can ever do that.”
“That’s why I told you to do...to move on.. you know, I mean, did you do it?”
She was talking about her advice on masturbating.
“No.” I lied, hoping she won’t catch me this time.
“You should, when you’ve done that once you’ll get rid of me.“
“Come on, you’re making fun of me, and my love.”
“No, I mean it, I want you to masturbate, I know you can do it. Like when I was with Shekhar, thinking of Das and me, then you’ll feel better. Then you can concentrate on Meghna or anyone else you want.”
Suddenly she bent forward and touched my groin.
Hell, it was hard. My stupid dick was hard. I saw a wry smile on the corner of her lips.
“See, you’re already hard, you should do it now."
“No... No...”
I shook my head and pushed her hand away.
She didn’t give up. She had her hand again on me. I pushed her away again, each time she touched me, I woke up a little more. I was like a toy in her hand, I learnt.
At the end this nonsense, she sat with me and slid her hand inside myshort. I looked at her unbelievably. And she looked straight into my eyes.
“I want you do it, right now... “
She whispered.
“Wh.. what? No... I... “
I stammered.
I felt her fingers around my hard penis. I swallowed my own saliva. She kissed on my cheek and pulled my short a bit with another hand; and pulled out my dick. It's tip was shamelessly wet.
“You’re perfectly up.” She said after having a good look at it.
“Hold it my boy...”
She whispered.
“No, you do it for me.”
I said.
“What?”
“You do it.”
I tried to brush my lips with hers. She moved away. Anyway she was smiling constantly. We were having a game.
“Hold it.”
She said again.
I refused.
“Okay then get up. Stand up here.” She finally said.
I immediately moved and stood in front of her. She pulled my shorts down and felled it to my feet. I pulled my tee-shirt off me, and presented myself in complete nudeness to my wife. I watched her eyes dilating. She was enjoying it.
“You don’t have to be too excited you’re just going to shag yourself...“
She said. But there was playfulness in her voice. I looked at her lips like I want them immediately.
“You’re gonna do it...”
“Come on, Krish I can’t do it, I will later feel guilty..”
“But for what...? I am your husband.”
“But I have a boyfriend.”
“Still I have some rights on you, haven't I?”
“In your dreams only...”
She grinned.
"Your boyfriend is not suppose to mind if your husband gets something he truly deserves!"
"No way! You and your stupid theories!"
“Okay.. but one last time...”
I pleaded.
She thought for a moment.
“What if I show you something, something that you’ll enjoy, you’ll find it helpful to excite yourself?”
She said and touched the shoulder strap of her tank top.
My eyes widened.
Oh my god. I said myself.
“I well surrender then."
I said.
She locked her eyes with mine for a second.
"Only for show, nothing more."
She warned.
"Done."
I agreed. I was eager to see those beautiful globes once again. My heartbeats were rising higher.
She grabbed the straps from either sides and slid them down until it reached her elbows. The top slid from her chest, baring her breasts, until both the nipples were visible. Brown, round, and erect. Both the nipples were exactly what I had remembered all my life. I used to fondle them lovingly, suck them when I was thirsty, feel them when I felt needy, bite them when I was naughty; but now, all I could do was to stare, yet it was better than what I had been subjected to for so long.
Actually seeing them like this was an unbelievable dream coming true. I saw a couple of dark spots on the white skins on her.
“What’s that?”
I asked out of curiosity. She took a look at them.
“Oh that’s Das. He’s... uh... quite rough on them...”
Oww, it hurts baby. I said in my mind. Bastard. I grinned.
She pulled herself back on to the bed and leaned back with support of both of her hands, allowing the tank top fall further down. Both her breasts were on complete display. They didn’t splay when she leaned back. They were just perfect.
With one hand, she swept back her hair strands behind her ears.
“Now.”
She said, gesturing to my hip. It was time to keep my promise.
I slowly held my dick and began shaking it. The wet tip meant smooth movement.
She fondled herself to tease me once, and it was too much for me. Soon my hand was moving seriously and she sat watching me shag.
“Shake it for me Krish...”
She whispered again.
Her eyes remained on my dick. I moved a bit closer to her and stopped shaking it.
"Come on... Touch it once... Meera..."
This time she looked at me affectionately. Then without saying word, she touched me. Slowly, I let go of my dick and she held it with round, firm grip.
Her warm, soft fingers were around my dick. I let out a slight moan. She looked at my eyes and smiled at me. She seemed like a teen who had a penis in her hand for the first time in her life. She was endearing and I felt I would bend forward to kiss her any moment. The fear of her leaving in between forced me control myself.
"What are you...making me do, huh?"
She panted.
"Your hands feels so good, baby..."
I moaned again as she began moving her grip back and forth on me. As she did it, her body shook and so did her breasts. They were marvelous. As she grew comfortable, I touched over her shoulders and them moved them down to feel them over.
"Watch your hands, Krish..."
She warned and squeezed my dick. I laughed.
"Haaa!"
She spread my precum well over my dick with her hand and then began moving it swiftly. I closed my eyes for a moment in pleasure, and remembered how she was stroking Vivek in the Square hut. She wasn't this passionate. I thought.
Suddenly I felt her pulling it to her. As I looked down, I saw the unbelievable. She was leaning forward and opening her lips.
"Huuuh!"
I took a deep breath and held it there, and watched her take my meat inside her mouth.
Had she ever done this to me?
I asked myself.
Well, she wasn't done. Soon her head was moving back and forth, sucking me softly.
"Oh my baby...mmm..."
I moaned.
She sucked me just a few seconds, but she had lifted my spirits to sky high, as I soon started jerking myself with a gesture from her. There was nothing more I could ask from her. She licked her lips and watched me shag.
"Mmm... Keep shaking for me... Yes.."
She slowly fondled her breasts and my eyes almost stuck to them. I was on the edge, and for me there was nothing to hold back. I shook harder and harder. Within a short period of time I exploded and shot a huge load, huge to even my expectations. Streams of my sticky white cum were splattered all over her neck and breasts, and then to her thighs and on the floor, and I let out a suppressed groan as I enjoyed my orgasm. I was having one of my perfect ejaculation in a long time.
"Wooosh!"
Meera closed her eyes as if to save it from the spray, and smiled.
I grabbed her face and kissed her.
One light kiss.
She was all smiling.
“That was wonderful.”
She said and pushed me away. I was still panting and stood there delighted. She picked up my jockey from the floor and cleaned her chest and thighs. Then she threw it to me and pulled up her tank top.
“Clean yourself and the floor.”
She was still smiling.
I was back to reality. I wiped my dick clean and then the floor with my underwear.
“Okay, now that the end of the it. You should go now."
She got up and pushed me until I was out of the room.
“Good night, and remember to forget this night from your memories right now.”
She said and shut the door close. I stood there in the hall, completely nude, with my semi hard dick hanging in the air.
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