02-03-2020, 01:39 AM
Everyone told me the story is moving fast, so let get a change, from here Yash is narrating the story for you guys....for few updated we all are going to miss Sajid.
Chapter -07
Beginning of Yash’s narration
I woke up and found Reema already in the shower, I rolled over and there was an envelope on the bed; curious I opened the envelope and there was a note inside.
Dear Yash,
You told me that you wanted to enjoy the new Reema…get ready for what you wished for…from today onwards few day of our will be a whirlwind sexual pleasure…You’ll never know when…you’ll never know how…and you’ll never know where you’ll cum… But I promise you’ll cum.
Reema
I remembered last night after one month I returned from Chennai, while making love to Reema, she told me the each and every details of her love affair with Sajid. Teasing her I’d told her that just like Sajid I too would like to want to explore the new Reema. But I didn’t meant so soon, as I was busy remembering the last night talk with Reema, Reema, wrapped only in a towel; emerged from the bathroom, acting oblivious to the letter she’d just left me.
“How was your sleep?” Reema asked.
“Fine…what about you?” I replied.
“Heavenly…” Reema replies, dropping her towel and revealing her glistening nakedness, although I’d seen her naked everyday for the past 8 years; give or take the odd day, every time I saw her naked I felt like a child on Diwali morning. Her body was so tight, so perfect; I always wondered how I ever got lucky enough to marry someone so beautiful. I watched like a dirty pervert as my wife got dressed. A pink thong, beige stay-up stockings, a long black skirt that hid her inner sexiness, a matching pink bra that held perfectly her 38d breasts and a purple flower print blouse that barely hid her voluptuous breasts.
“How do I look?” Once dressed, she turned to me and asked.
“Good enough to fuck…” I replied, attempting to see what her plans were. She walked over to me, dripping with sultry sweetness and reached down and to grab my fully erect 7 inch cock.
“Is this because of me?” She asked.
“Always…” I responded, she dropped to her knees, opened her mouth; extended her tongue and licked my cock head. Her lips never touched my cock, as her tongue swirled around my mushroom head. I let out a soft moan and waited for her to give me one of my earth-shattering blowjobs. Instead, she stood back up, smiled and said “You didn’t think it would be that easy…did you baby?”
I stammered, realizing she was leaving me high and hard, “I…I…I…um-really….”
She smiled, kissed me quickly and said “Yes…really…all good things come to those that wait…” She gave me one quick tug before adding “And don’t you dare jerk off…I’ve very elaborate plans for that cock…” With that she returned to her dresses and did her make-up. Finally accepting I wasn’t going to get to cum this morning, I wandered to the bathroom and hopped in the shower. A long cold shower calmed down my hard-on and I focused on the day ahead. I was working on a big campaign and the presentation was tomorrow as I was not ready. I got out of the shower and Reema was busy in the kitchen, I noticed on the bed was another note.
Yash,
I wanted to suck your cock whole…and feel your hot seed slide down my throat…alas…I’ll have to wait….Don’t wear any underwear today…I want your sweet meat swaying freely in your pants…If you look on my dresser you’ll see that I too am going commando today.
Love, your wife…
My cock was stiff again; my wife drove me crazy; I got dressed, sans my underwear and went downstairs for breakfast. To my surprise, Reema was gone already and another note was waiting for me….this time on the kitchen table.
Yash,
I’m leaving to buy vegetables…If I stayed, I don’t think I could have resisted bending over the kitchen table while your plowed me with your hard cock.
Love, your Reema…
I sighed, if this was her plan, to tease me, she was going to kill me. My cock was fully erect again, relieving myself was becoming a growing temptation now, but I would keep playing my wife’s sick, yet hot game. I’d a quick breakfast and headed to work, happy for the distraction from the rise and fall of my penis this morning. The day flew by as I worked frantically to finish the visual part of the presentation for tomorrow.
I Whatsapp Reema. Sorry honey, but I’ve to work late…this project is killing me.
A minute later, I received a Whatsapp from Reema. Did you eat something…Meet me at The Flying Elephant at 5…Don’t be late.
I Whatsapp back. Ok…but I can’t stay long…see you in an hour.
The Flying Elephant was a very nice restaurant two blocks from my office; I worked my ass off for the next hour before saving my stuff and heading to the restaurant. I was a couple of minutes late and a hostess led me back to a secluded table at the back. Reema was already there with a big smile on her face, as I sat, I realized we’re completely secluded from any other patrons.
“Presentation not going well?” Reema asked.
“We’ve made headway…but are still missing the big WOW moment…” I sighed, no closer from finishing the project than I was this morning. Reema’s hand went on my leg and she purred, her facial expression dripping with sexual innuendo and promise “I’ve a WOW moment for you…” With that, she slid under the table, in the 5-star restaurant. I sat there stunned as my wife unbuckled my belt and pulled on my pants. I mindlessly lifted up my ass and felt my pants slide to my knees. A moment later I was indeed WOW’ when her lips wrapped around my cock. We’d made love outside, in my car and so forth, but nothing even remotely as public or risky as this.
After a couple of minutes of slow sweet sucking, the waitress came, and said “What can I get you to drink, sir?” Her smile told me she knew exactly where my wife currently was and I instantly wondered how my wife had set up such a moment. I stammered, trying to ignore the growing pleasure down below “Um-um- two masala coke.”
“Sure sir” she replied with a wink, any last wondering if she knew was now gone. Reema took my cock out of her mouth and peeked from under the booth, “Could you make sure to order a couple of appetizers…”
“S…S…Sure…” I responded and watched Reema disappear back under the table cloth, she returned to my cock, continuing a slow burn. One would think she would be doing one of her famous quick blowjobs, the ones she often gave me to get my first load out of the way, before we would start a marathon session. But no, she was lavishly making love to my cock with her mouth. Usually, I cum quick but the slowness, as well as the consistent interruptions made getting off quite difficult for me.
The waitress returned with my drink and asked “Can we start you with some appetizers?”
“Sure…” I replied and quickly perused the menu. I choose two; the waitress took the order and disappeared.
“Can you hand me my drink…” Reema asked, extending her hand from under the table. I handed her the glass of masala coke and her perfectly manicured hand, her bright red nails so sexy, disappeared again underneath the table. A few seconds later, I felt her lips return to my cock and moaned involuntarily when I felt the intense contrast between her warm lips and the cold liquid still in her mouth. She swirled the masala coke around my cockhead, bringing a new sensation to her arsenal of cock sucking skills. The feeling was amazing but the contrast simmered the boiling in my balls, I was transfixed in a state of temporary euphoria, a sensation so hot, yet at the same time unable to reach the level of orgasm I was now dying to unleash.
The amazing whirlwind teasing continued until the appetizers arrived, the waitress said, her smile so knowing I was uncontrollably embarrassed, “I’ll be back in a couple of minutes…to take your and yours wife order…sir…” As soon as the waitress disappeared from view, Reema took my cock out of her mouth and crawled from underneath the table, leaving me erect as a flagpole and desperate to cum. Ignoring what she had just done, she announced “I’m famished” and dipped a tortilla chip into some nacho cheese.
I stared at her bewildered “Are you really quitting now?” She smiled, repeating a mantra “All good things come to those who wait…” I went to pull up my pants, but she grabbed my hand “No…No…I want it open and ready…”
I looked at her perplexed “What has gotten into you?”
“Not you…” she joked, “Plus…this is just the beginning…” The next forty-five minutes were excruciating as we chatted about life, Chennai tour, introducing my new colleagues, never once discussing the issue at hand…my still stiff erection. Every once and a while throughout dinner, Reema would reach for my cock to make sure it was still stiff.
Once we’re both done our main course, Reema smiled, “I think it’s time for dessert…”
Oblivious to her sexual implication, I replied “How could you eat another bite?”
“Oh…I definitely saved room for this…” She flirted and slithered back under the table, this time she devoured my cock whole, bobbing up and down like a desperate slut craving cum. It took all my will power to not moan out loud. The waitress returned and no longer able to hide her knowledge commented, “I see your wife has already started dessert…” I let out a moan and uncontrollably in full view of the waitress, came in Reema’s wife. Reema kept bobbing on my cock until every last drop of cum had been swallowed; the waitress watched intently and finally asked “Would you care for any dessert, sir?”
Attempting to be suave, I answered, “I think I might…but what I want is not on the menu…” The waitress blushed, thinking I meant her, but I meant Reema, my beautiful wife. The waitress left and Reema crawled back up from under the table “Hmmmmm….was that the best dessert ever?”
I smiled back “I think…I could use some dessert too…”
I pulled my pants back up as my wife responded “You don’t have to…this is all about you…”
I shook my head no “It’s all about us…” I slid under the table, parted her legs open and dove in, the feeling of doing something so naughty and potentially getting caught was like being high, exhilarating and yet numbing. Unlike Reema though, my goal wasn’t to tease, it was to please. Licking pussy was something I was very good at, and Reema had a major weakness when her clit was pressured. I also knew that extended clit play would have her scream so loud that the whole restaurant would know exactly what was happening to her, so I’d to be careful; I altemated between sucking her clit in my mouth and long wide licks down her wet pussy lips.
I could hear her soft moans and suddenly heard her say “Yes…just the bill…pleeeeaseeee….”
The waitress chuckled and replied “I’ll give you a few minutes first…ma’am…”
“Thaaaank yyooouuuu…” Reema moaned, after only a couple of minutes, maybe three, I knew she was close and I tapped on her clit with my tongue, hard sweet tongue spanks, that had her legs tighten and her juices flow out of her and onto my waiting mouth; I savored her juice until she let go of my head and I quickly climbed back onto my seat.
“Hmmmm…this restaurant has the best dessert…I may have to get some for take-out…” I smirked, my usual wit on display.
Reema chuckled “I think you should dine out more often…”
“Agreed…” I replied, just as the waitress returned with the bill. I grabbed the bill and saw that it was signed. The waitress name (Savitha) and her mobile number were on it with a heart. She smiled and said “You two are incredibly hot together…if you’re ever looking for a third wheel for playtime…give me a call…” She winked at both of us and sauntered off, looking back once to see if we’re watching her go…we both were.
Reema grabbed the bill “We can talk about that offer some other time…you need to get back to work…”
Looking at my watch I almost shit, two hours had passed “Oh crap…times flies when you’re having fun…”
“It sure does…” she smiled back, kissing me on the cheek “I got the bill…get your ass back to work…”
I kissed her back and added “Tip her well….”
She smiled, throwing me for a loop “Who says I haven’t already tipped her well?”
“What?” I asked, confused by her implication.
“Go…” Reema smiled, pulling me up from my chair.
“This is not done…” I said, adamantly.
“I never said it was…” Reema smiled.
My cock rising, I rushed out of work, before it was too late. At the door, I turned around and saw that Reema was talking to the Savitha; a million naughty conversations spun around my head, fantasies I’d never seriously considered. Reema and I’d done a lot of fun and kinky things but we’d never even remotely considered adding a third member to our relationship. I was not sure I wanted to, quite frankly. The thought of seeing her with another man, makes me hot; but the thought of watching her with another woman, especially someone as hot as Savitha was very, very appealing. My cock now at full mast in my pants, I slipped out the door before any other naughty ideas crossed my mind. I got to work, and slowly let go of my fantasies and focused on my current problem….this fucking presentation.
Chapter -08 Coming Soon
Chapter -07
Beginning of Yash’s narration
I woke up and found Reema already in the shower, I rolled over and there was an envelope on the bed; curious I opened the envelope and there was a note inside.
Dear Yash,
You told me that you wanted to enjoy the new Reema…get ready for what you wished for…from today onwards few day of our will be a whirlwind sexual pleasure…You’ll never know when…you’ll never know how…and you’ll never know where you’ll cum… But I promise you’ll cum.
Reema
I remembered last night after one month I returned from Chennai, while making love to Reema, she told me the each and every details of her love affair with Sajid. Teasing her I’d told her that just like Sajid I too would like to want to explore the new Reema. But I didn’t meant so soon, as I was busy remembering the last night talk with Reema, Reema, wrapped only in a towel; emerged from the bathroom, acting oblivious to the letter she’d just left me.
“How was your sleep?” Reema asked.
“Fine…what about you?” I replied.
“Heavenly…” Reema replies, dropping her towel and revealing her glistening nakedness, although I’d seen her naked everyday for the past 8 years; give or take the odd day, every time I saw her naked I felt like a child on Diwali morning. Her body was so tight, so perfect; I always wondered how I ever got lucky enough to marry someone so beautiful. I watched like a dirty pervert as my wife got dressed. A pink thong, beige stay-up stockings, a long black skirt that hid her inner sexiness, a matching pink bra that held perfectly her 38d breasts and a purple flower print blouse that barely hid her voluptuous breasts.
“How do I look?” Once dressed, she turned to me and asked.
“Good enough to fuck…” I replied, attempting to see what her plans were. She walked over to me, dripping with sultry sweetness and reached down and to grab my fully erect 7 inch cock.
“Is this because of me?” She asked.
“Always…” I responded, she dropped to her knees, opened her mouth; extended her tongue and licked my cock head. Her lips never touched my cock, as her tongue swirled around my mushroom head. I let out a soft moan and waited for her to give me one of my earth-shattering blowjobs. Instead, she stood back up, smiled and said “You didn’t think it would be that easy…did you baby?”
I stammered, realizing she was leaving me high and hard, “I…I…I…um-really….”
She smiled, kissed me quickly and said “Yes…really…all good things come to those that wait…” She gave me one quick tug before adding “And don’t you dare jerk off…I’ve very elaborate plans for that cock…” With that she returned to her dresses and did her make-up. Finally accepting I wasn’t going to get to cum this morning, I wandered to the bathroom and hopped in the shower. A long cold shower calmed down my hard-on and I focused on the day ahead. I was working on a big campaign and the presentation was tomorrow as I was not ready. I got out of the shower and Reema was busy in the kitchen, I noticed on the bed was another note.
Yash,
I wanted to suck your cock whole…and feel your hot seed slide down my throat…alas…I’ll have to wait….Don’t wear any underwear today…I want your sweet meat swaying freely in your pants…If you look on my dresser you’ll see that I too am going commando today.
Love, your wife…
My cock was stiff again; my wife drove me crazy; I got dressed, sans my underwear and went downstairs for breakfast. To my surprise, Reema was gone already and another note was waiting for me….this time on the kitchen table.
Yash,
I’m leaving to buy vegetables…If I stayed, I don’t think I could have resisted bending over the kitchen table while your plowed me with your hard cock.
Love, your Reema…
I sighed, if this was her plan, to tease me, she was going to kill me. My cock was fully erect again, relieving myself was becoming a growing temptation now, but I would keep playing my wife’s sick, yet hot game. I’d a quick breakfast and headed to work, happy for the distraction from the rise and fall of my penis this morning. The day flew by as I worked frantically to finish the visual part of the presentation for tomorrow.
I Whatsapp Reema. Sorry honey, but I’ve to work late…this project is killing me.
A minute later, I received a Whatsapp from Reema. Did you eat something…Meet me at The Flying Elephant at 5…Don’t be late.
I Whatsapp back. Ok…but I can’t stay long…see you in an hour.
The Flying Elephant was a very nice restaurant two blocks from my office; I worked my ass off for the next hour before saving my stuff and heading to the restaurant. I was a couple of minutes late and a hostess led me back to a secluded table at the back. Reema was already there with a big smile on her face, as I sat, I realized we’re completely secluded from any other patrons.
“Presentation not going well?” Reema asked.
“We’ve made headway…but are still missing the big WOW moment…” I sighed, no closer from finishing the project than I was this morning. Reema’s hand went on my leg and she purred, her facial expression dripping with sexual innuendo and promise “I’ve a WOW moment for you…” With that, she slid under the table, in the 5-star restaurant. I sat there stunned as my wife unbuckled my belt and pulled on my pants. I mindlessly lifted up my ass and felt my pants slide to my knees. A moment later I was indeed WOW’ when her lips wrapped around my cock. We’d made love outside, in my car and so forth, but nothing even remotely as public or risky as this.
After a couple of minutes of slow sweet sucking, the waitress came, and said “What can I get you to drink, sir?” Her smile told me she knew exactly where my wife currently was and I instantly wondered how my wife had set up such a moment. I stammered, trying to ignore the growing pleasure down below “Um-um- two masala coke.”
“Sure sir” she replied with a wink, any last wondering if she knew was now gone. Reema took my cock out of her mouth and peeked from under the booth, “Could you make sure to order a couple of appetizers…”
“S…S…Sure…” I responded and watched Reema disappear back under the table cloth, she returned to my cock, continuing a slow burn. One would think she would be doing one of her famous quick blowjobs, the ones she often gave me to get my first load out of the way, before we would start a marathon session. But no, she was lavishly making love to my cock with her mouth. Usually, I cum quick but the slowness, as well as the consistent interruptions made getting off quite difficult for me.
The waitress returned with my drink and asked “Can we start you with some appetizers?”
“Sure…” I replied and quickly perused the menu. I choose two; the waitress took the order and disappeared.
“Can you hand me my drink…” Reema asked, extending her hand from under the table. I handed her the glass of masala coke and her perfectly manicured hand, her bright red nails so sexy, disappeared again underneath the table. A few seconds later, I felt her lips return to my cock and moaned involuntarily when I felt the intense contrast between her warm lips and the cold liquid still in her mouth. She swirled the masala coke around my cockhead, bringing a new sensation to her arsenal of cock sucking skills. The feeling was amazing but the contrast simmered the boiling in my balls, I was transfixed in a state of temporary euphoria, a sensation so hot, yet at the same time unable to reach the level of orgasm I was now dying to unleash.
The amazing whirlwind teasing continued until the appetizers arrived, the waitress said, her smile so knowing I was uncontrollably embarrassed, “I’ll be back in a couple of minutes…to take your and yours wife order…sir…” As soon as the waitress disappeared from view, Reema took my cock out of her mouth and crawled from underneath the table, leaving me erect as a flagpole and desperate to cum. Ignoring what she had just done, she announced “I’m famished” and dipped a tortilla chip into some nacho cheese.
I stared at her bewildered “Are you really quitting now?” She smiled, repeating a mantra “All good things come to those who wait…” I went to pull up my pants, but she grabbed my hand “No…No…I want it open and ready…”
I looked at her perplexed “What has gotten into you?”
“Not you…” she joked, “Plus…this is just the beginning…” The next forty-five minutes were excruciating as we chatted about life, Chennai tour, introducing my new colleagues, never once discussing the issue at hand…my still stiff erection. Every once and a while throughout dinner, Reema would reach for my cock to make sure it was still stiff.
Once we’re both done our main course, Reema smiled, “I think it’s time for dessert…”
Oblivious to her sexual implication, I replied “How could you eat another bite?”
“Oh…I definitely saved room for this…” She flirted and slithered back under the table, this time she devoured my cock whole, bobbing up and down like a desperate slut craving cum. It took all my will power to not moan out loud. The waitress returned and no longer able to hide her knowledge commented, “I see your wife has already started dessert…” I let out a moan and uncontrollably in full view of the waitress, came in Reema’s wife. Reema kept bobbing on my cock until every last drop of cum had been swallowed; the waitress watched intently and finally asked “Would you care for any dessert, sir?”
Attempting to be suave, I answered, “I think I might…but what I want is not on the menu…” The waitress blushed, thinking I meant her, but I meant Reema, my beautiful wife. The waitress left and Reema crawled back up from under the table “Hmmmmm….was that the best dessert ever?”
I smiled back “I think…I could use some dessert too…”
I pulled my pants back up as my wife responded “You don’t have to…this is all about you…”
I shook my head no “It’s all about us…” I slid under the table, parted her legs open and dove in, the feeling of doing something so naughty and potentially getting caught was like being high, exhilarating and yet numbing. Unlike Reema though, my goal wasn’t to tease, it was to please. Licking pussy was something I was very good at, and Reema had a major weakness when her clit was pressured. I also knew that extended clit play would have her scream so loud that the whole restaurant would know exactly what was happening to her, so I’d to be careful; I altemated between sucking her clit in my mouth and long wide licks down her wet pussy lips.
I could hear her soft moans and suddenly heard her say “Yes…just the bill…pleeeeaseeee….”
The waitress chuckled and replied “I’ll give you a few minutes first…ma’am…”
“Thaaaank yyooouuuu…” Reema moaned, after only a couple of minutes, maybe three, I knew she was close and I tapped on her clit with my tongue, hard sweet tongue spanks, that had her legs tighten and her juices flow out of her and onto my waiting mouth; I savored her juice until she let go of my head and I quickly climbed back onto my seat.
“Hmmmm…this restaurant has the best dessert…I may have to get some for take-out…” I smirked, my usual wit on display.
Reema chuckled “I think you should dine out more often…”
“Agreed…” I replied, just as the waitress returned with the bill. I grabbed the bill and saw that it was signed. The waitress name (Savitha) and her mobile number were on it with a heart. She smiled and said “You two are incredibly hot together…if you’re ever looking for a third wheel for playtime…give me a call…” She winked at both of us and sauntered off, looking back once to see if we’re watching her go…we both were.
Reema grabbed the bill “We can talk about that offer some other time…you need to get back to work…”
Looking at my watch I almost shit, two hours had passed “Oh crap…times flies when you’re having fun…”
“It sure does…” she smiled back, kissing me on the cheek “I got the bill…get your ass back to work…”
I kissed her back and added “Tip her well….”
She smiled, throwing me for a loop “Who says I haven’t already tipped her well?”
“What?” I asked, confused by her implication.
“Go…” Reema smiled, pulling me up from my chair.
“This is not done…” I said, adamantly.
“I never said it was…” Reema smiled.
My cock rising, I rushed out of work, before it was too late. At the door, I turned around and saw that Reema was talking to the Savitha; a million naughty conversations spun around my head, fantasies I’d never seriously considered. Reema and I’d done a lot of fun and kinky things but we’d never even remotely considered adding a third member to our relationship. I was not sure I wanted to, quite frankly. The thought of seeing her with another man, makes me hot; but the thought of watching her with another woman, especially someone as hot as Savitha was very, very appealing. My cock now at full mast in my pants, I slipped out the door before any other naughty ideas crossed my mind. I got to work, and slowly let go of my fantasies and focused on my current problem….this fucking presentation.
Chapter -08 Coming Soon
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