31-05-2020, 07:12 PM
This whole story would be from the perspective of the woman.
Episode 3
After receiving it I was confused what to do with it. In a fit of anger, I had asked for it but now the reality dawned on me that I had to go implement my wish for real. How can I just call him and say, Shiva come and have sex with me as I want to teach my husband a lesson. Though I’ve met him I really didn’t know him. It was going to be uncomfortable getting into bed with him straightaway. First, I should at least get to know him. I looked at the time, it was just 8.15 pm. When I might as well proceed, I thought. This is as good a time as any to start. I saved his number and then checked to see if he was on WhatsApp. Sure enough, he was. That rascal had a bare bodied pic of him as his profile picture. He seemed to be proud of his body and I could see the reason why. For the type of activities, he was keen on, he probably worked on getting it to that level, as sort of an asset for him to attain his desires. With trembling hands (it was not easy) I typed out a message and hesitated a moment before I sent it thinking let come what may, I am going through with this.
Hi Shiva, how r u?
There was no reply immediately. It was a bit disappointing but then I thought it was not reasonable to expect him to be looking at his messages all the time. After about eighteen minutes I got a message alert tone. It surely must be him I thought. My hands were shaking even more than before as I picked up my phone lying beside me.
Hi, Swetha what a pleasant surprise.
How did u know it was me, I replied, puzzled he knew straightaway.
What’s so difficult about finding that out. I can see ur profile photo .. and a lovely pic it is I must say.
I felt foolish. In my agitated state I was not thinking straight. Of course, he would know.
How stupid of me, I wrote back.
I would never say that about a vision of beauty like u .. came the reply in a flash.
So began our relationship. He would very frequently message me. I later found out that he was so thrilled he couldn’t control himself. His dream of getting me was now a very distinct possibility to him and hence his great excitement. Over a couple of weeks our message became less formal and more intimate.
I saw you today with Mahesh .. u looked gorgeous even in blouse and jeans. He messaged one day.
Where were u. I didn’t c u
I saw u n so did half the men around who were all staring at you mesmerized, he replied with a smiley face.
Only half, I replied with a smiley face of my own.
The rest were too old that they can’t get it up or were either homos.
“Heyy.. u r going to get a beating from me, I replied but was actually smiling as I typed it.
Further along the messages became even more intimate.
What r u wearing?
What do u expect at home.. b4 going 2 bed. nighty..
What’s inside the nighty..
U r getting 2 much..
We had started talking on the phone too by then but I did not permit him to come and see me nor I agreed to meet him even though he begged me. I knew where that would lead to and I was not ready yet for it. I also avoided messaging or talking to him when Mahesh was around but that was not always possible so my husband knew what was going on. The thing was there was nothing he could do about that.
‘You know Swetha you r noty.’
‘Y’
‘U shouldn’t have left me like that last night’
‘What??’
‘In my dreams he he but still ur lips was sweet’
‘shut up idiot’
‘he he’
‘don’t laugh’
‘I can’t’
‘Y’
‘paining down there ..since last night won’t go down after ur kisses’
‘chee’
‘it’s true all 10 inches’
Ten inches I thought to myself. Is he exaggerating? I cut him off that night and didn’t reply to his messages but that was the start of more intimate and personal messages between us.
Finally, one day I told him on the phone,” Shiva, do u really want me?”
“What question is that of course I want you, badly, I’ve been dreaming about nothing else .. you really mean it.”
“Yes,” I said my voice trembling. I was taking the final steps. There was no going back from this.
“Oh yes wonderful Swetha darling,” his delight was so clear in his voice. “Can I pick you up tomorrow. We’ll have a fabulous time. I promise you won’t be disappointed. We’ll be careful. Mahesh will never know.”
“That’s not a problem, my husband knows.”
This time Shiva was shocked, “what??? He knows!!”
“Yes.”
After a while he spoke again. “I didn’t think that Mahesh would be a cuckold. Does he want to watch us fuck too.”
I don’t know why but I felt a bit of anger when he said that. “No, he’s not a cuckold. He won’t watch us, let’s just say I have his permission.”
We continued speaking for some time. That was the day we picked and decided on the day (night) we were going to engage in our illicit coupling. Now that day had arrived.
I walked towards the cot on which my son, Ajay was sleeping. He was sleeping so peacefully. How was he to know that his mother was soon about to frolic in bed with someone other than his father. With his father watching me, I was going to my new lover to offer my, till now, chaste body to him. After tonight of course it was not going to be chaste anymore. I looked up to my husband who was looking at me with saddened eyes. For a moment there that look in his eyes disturbed me but then the thought came rushing back. Wasn’t it on this very same bed he was with that slut Gauri. Didn’t I feel this same way on that day. The vision of Mahesh being on top of her with his hips moving up and down had kept haunting me all this while. Try as I might I couldn’t push that imagery from my mind. Every time that thought came to mind I would still feel the pain inside me. Did he think of my feelings then I thought, as my heart hardened once more.
“I have kept the milk formula powder and hot water in the flask. Feed him when he cries. He would probably only wake up early morning to be fed,” I told my husband.
In not so many words I had informed my husband indirectly that the sex tonight with Shiva was not going to be for only one round. I was going to spend the whole night with him. The sexual heat and yearning that Shiva was in, he probably is not going to let me sleep tonight either. With our many days of messaging and conversation, we had become familiar with each other. Even then along with the anticipation there was a bit of shyness within me. This was something new to me. In my four plus years of marriage I had never been tempted to stray. I had all that I wanted with my husband but now a dangerous but exciting chapter in my life was starting.
“Shiva will be waiting for me in the guest room, I have to go to him now.”
Yes, I was not meeting Shiva anywhere else. Shiva was right here in my house. My first adulterous fornication was going to happen in the very guest room that I had spent so many nights after I had fought with my husband on that fateful day. At least I am not having sex in the marital bed unlike Mahesh. He could have at least had the decency to use one of the other rooms rather than our own bedroom. I had a quick glance once more at the mirror before I had to step out of the room. The reason Shiva wanted me to be dressed like this was because of the thrill he was going to get knowing my husband is going to see me so glamorously dressed up in going to have my first cheating sexual intercourse.
“You know, Mahesh seeing you dressed like this, almost like a bride to her first night and coming to me is going to give me a tremendous kick.” Shiva had told me on the phone.
In actual fact this was more of a ‘kick’ for him rather than for me but nevertheless I agreed to do what he asked. I had actually seen my husband having sex with Gauri with my own eyes. I had heard her groaning in pleasure. How much it had hurt me. Even my husband may not see me having sex with Shiva he would nevertheless feel the same agony I had felt when he hears the sounds of pleasure coming from the guest room as I and Shiva pleasured each other there. Maybe I was behaving very cruelly but the anger burning inside made me ignore that. Shiva speaking again brought me back from my reverie.
“Thinking of that my cock is already straining inside my boxers,” he whispered hoarsely on the phone.
“When is that thing of yours not doing that,” I replied. I still could not get myself to say the word cock.
“That’s because I’m always thinking of you and when I think of you my cock has a mind of its own and always reacts like that,” he replied cheekily.
“Chee, you are an awful dirty fellow you know,” I said but he could make out the laughter in my voice.
“Well you can laugh but you don’t know how much I am suffering longing to hold you in my arms,” he replied forlornly.
I knew he had many women and still has many women he can call on to appease his lust but I felt it was really genuine that he yearned for me above all other women. I could provoke such desire in this modern-day Lothario. It actually made me swell with pride but yet I alone was not enough for my husband.
“Soon,” was my only reply.
“When?? When?? He had asked eagerly.
“I’ll let you know when, till then you better control that thing of yours,” I laughed out loudly.
“Swetha, don’t torture me like this,” he said pleadingly.
“Torture is good for your soul,” I replied. In actual fact I liked torturing him like this and make him yearn for me.
Now that day he had been waiting for is finally here. I was going to sleep with only the second man in my life. With a scoffing smile to my husband I left the room. It was just a short distance to the guest room yet I realised my hips were swaying a bit more than usual as I walked. Was that for the benefit of my husband or the slut in me coming out even though Shiva could not see me yet. I opened the door and the first thing that hit me was the gust of cool air. Shiva seemed to have the air conditioner on in full blast. He seemed to be ready for what is to come. From experience he seemed to know that sexual mating with him would provoke great sexual body heat and the air conditioner would be essential to cool us down. I was soon to learn how true that was before our first sexual bout had reached its climax.
My illicit lover was lying in bed waiting for me. What shocked me was he was lying there completely naked. Oh my god no wonder he had that nick name. Aarti had not exaggerated when she had described his tool. His cock was fully erect with his hard stomach muscles cushioning his rod and with the tip of its head almost reaching his belly button. His friends had very aptly given him his nick name. Not just its length but its thickness matching to its length. He had asked me to be fully clothed with full make up before coming here but he was just lying here without a single piece of covering on his body. See that huge cock again I though, how had Divya been able to take this in her. I shivered thinking about that. Soon I have to do that too. My husband was in no way small in this department. His cock was over six inches long fairly thick and had always given me all the pleasures a woman could want but this thing there between Shiva’s legs was something else. Instinctively I averted my glance though I was tempted to look at it again. My natural behaviour and shyness had taken over automatically.
“Hey Swetha dear, look at me,” he said.
I shook my head but he could see I was smiling. I felt rather than saw that he had got out of the bed. Soft footsteps approached me. My breathing stopped for a moment. I felt his presence beside me. I thought he would turn me to face him directly but instead he took one of my hands in his. He pulled it and placed it on something and wrapped my fingers around it. It was warm hard flesh. Yes, he was making me hold his huge member in my hands.
“Look at it baby, its been like this all this while just for you.”
My face slowly, shyly turned without raising my head. There I was finally seeing my hand holding his cock. My fingers were just about able to wrap itself around that thick brown piece of virile manhood with my silver nail polish shining in the bedroom light. He was truly equipped with a magnificent love machine.
“Do you like it,” he asked.
I didn’t say anything. He repeated his question once more. This time I just nodded my head. I was still looking at it with fascination.
“It’s all yours anymore darling, It is for your pleasure when ever you want it, for as long as you want it,” he whispered in my ears.
Yes, I can have this whenever I want and as long as I want but this was not supposed to be a long affair. Just a bit of revenge and lesson for my husband. I was thinking to myself. Would I be able to give this up after I had enjoyed it. For the first time I felt a little fear in me. Shiva held my head in both his hands. His lips sought my quivering red lips. My eye lids started swooning. When I felt his hot breath on my cheeks my eyes closed completely as my lips parted slightly awaiting his.
Episode 3
After receiving it I was confused what to do with it. In a fit of anger, I had asked for it but now the reality dawned on me that I had to go implement my wish for real. How can I just call him and say, Shiva come and have sex with me as I want to teach my husband a lesson. Though I’ve met him I really didn’t know him. It was going to be uncomfortable getting into bed with him straightaway. First, I should at least get to know him. I looked at the time, it was just 8.15 pm. When I might as well proceed, I thought. This is as good a time as any to start. I saved his number and then checked to see if he was on WhatsApp. Sure enough, he was. That rascal had a bare bodied pic of him as his profile picture. He seemed to be proud of his body and I could see the reason why. For the type of activities, he was keen on, he probably worked on getting it to that level, as sort of an asset for him to attain his desires. With trembling hands (it was not easy) I typed out a message and hesitated a moment before I sent it thinking let come what may, I am going through with this.
Hi Shiva, how r u?
There was no reply immediately. It was a bit disappointing but then I thought it was not reasonable to expect him to be looking at his messages all the time. After about eighteen minutes I got a message alert tone. It surely must be him I thought. My hands were shaking even more than before as I picked up my phone lying beside me.
Hi, Swetha what a pleasant surprise.
How did u know it was me, I replied, puzzled he knew straightaway.
What’s so difficult about finding that out. I can see ur profile photo .. and a lovely pic it is I must say.
I felt foolish. In my agitated state I was not thinking straight. Of course, he would know.
How stupid of me, I wrote back.
I would never say that about a vision of beauty like u .. came the reply in a flash.
So began our relationship. He would very frequently message me. I later found out that he was so thrilled he couldn’t control himself. His dream of getting me was now a very distinct possibility to him and hence his great excitement. Over a couple of weeks our message became less formal and more intimate.
I saw you today with Mahesh .. u looked gorgeous even in blouse and jeans. He messaged one day.
Where were u. I didn’t c u
I saw u n so did half the men around who were all staring at you mesmerized, he replied with a smiley face.
Only half, I replied with a smiley face of my own.
The rest were too old that they can’t get it up or were either homos.
“Heyy.. u r going to get a beating from me, I replied but was actually smiling as I typed it.
Further along the messages became even more intimate.
What r u wearing?
What do u expect at home.. b4 going 2 bed. nighty..
What’s inside the nighty..
U r getting 2 much..
We had started talking on the phone too by then but I did not permit him to come and see me nor I agreed to meet him even though he begged me. I knew where that would lead to and I was not ready yet for it. I also avoided messaging or talking to him when Mahesh was around but that was not always possible so my husband knew what was going on. The thing was there was nothing he could do about that.
‘You know Swetha you r noty.’
‘Y’
‘U shouldn’t have left me like that last night’
‘What??’
‘In my dreams he he but still ur lips was sweet’
‘shut up idiot’
‘he he’
‘don’t laugh’
‘I can’t’
‘Y’
‘paining down there ..since last night won’t go down after ur kisses’
‘chee’
‘it’s true all 10 inches’
Ten inches I thought to myself. Is he exaggerating? I cut him off that night and didn’t reply to his messages but that was the start of more intimate and personal messages between us.
Finally, one day I told him on the phone,” Shiva, do u really want me?”
“What question is that of course I want you, badly, I’ve been dreaming about nothing else .. you really mean it.”
“Yes,” I said my voice trembling. I was taking the final steps. There was no going back from this.
“Oh yes wonderful Swetha darling,” his delight was so clear in his voice. “Can I pick you up tomorrow. We’ll have a fabulous time. I promise you won’t be disappointed. We’ll be careful. Mahesh will never know.”
“That’s not a problem, my husband knows.”
This time Shiva was shocked, “what??? He knows!!”
“Yes.”
After a while he spoke again. “I didn’t think that Mahesh would be a cuckold. Does he want to watch us fuck too.”
I don’t know why but I felt a bit of anger when he said that. “No, he’s not a cuckold. He won’t watch us, let’s just say I have his permission.”
We continued speaking for some time. That was the day we picked and decided on the day (night) we were going to engage in our illicit coupling. Now that day had arrived.
I walked towards the cot on which my son, Ajay was sleeping. He was sleeping so peacefully. How was he to know that his mother was soon about to frolic in bed with someone other than his father. With his father watching me, I was going to my new lover to offer my, till now, chaste body to him. After tonight of course it was not going to be chaste anymore. I looked up to my husband who was looking at me with saddened eyes. For a moment there that look in his eyes disturbed me but then the thought came rushing back. Wasn’t it on this very same bed he was with that slut Gauri. Didn’t I feel this same way on that day. The vision of Mahesh being on top of her with his hips moving up and down had kept haunting me all this while. Try as I might I couldn’t push that imagery from my mind. Every time that thought came to mind I would still feel the pain inside me. Did he think of my feelings then I thought, as my heart hardened once more.
“I have kept the milk formula powder and hot water in the flask. Feed him when he cries. He would probably only wake up early morning to be fed,” I told my husband.
In not so many words I had informed my husband indirectly that the sex tonight with Shiva was not going to be for only one round. I was going to spend the whole night with him. The sexual heat and yearning that Shiva was in, he probably is not going to let me sleep tonight either. With our many days of messaging and conversation, we had become familiar with each other. Even then along with the anticipation there was a bit of shyness within me. This was something new to me. In my four plus years of marriage I had never been tempted to stray. I had all that I wanted with my husband but now a dangerous but exciting chapter in my life was starting.
“Shiva will be waiting for me in the guest room, I have to go to him now.”
Yes, I was not meeting Shiva anywhere else. Shiva was right here in my house. My first adulterous fornication was going to happen in the very guest room that I had spent so many nights after I had fought with my husband on that fateful day. At least I am not having sex in the marital bed unlike Mahesh. He could have at least had the decency to use one of the other rooms rather than our own bedroom. I had a quick glance once more at the mirror before I had to step out of the room. The reason Shiva wanted me to be dressed like this was because of the thrill he was going to get knowing my husband is going to see me so glamorously dressed up in going to have my first cheating sexual intercourse.
“You know, Mahesh seeing you dressed like this, almost like a bride to her first night and coming to me is going to give me a tremendous kick.” Shiva had told me on the phone.
In actual fact this was more of a ‘kick’ for him rather than for me but nevertheless I agreed to do what he asked. I had actually seen my husband having sex with Gauri with my own eyes. I had heard her groaning in pleasure. How much it had hurt me. Even my husband may not see me having sex with Shiva he would nevertheless feel the same agony I had felt when he hears the sounds of pleasure coming from the guest room as I and Shiva pleasured each other there. Maybe I was behaving very cruelly but the anger burning inside made me ignore that. Shiva speaking again brought me back from my reverie.
“Thinking of that my cock is already straining inside my boxers,” he whispered hoarsely on the phone.
“When is that thing of yours not doing that,” I replied. I still could not get myself to say the word cock.
“That’s because I’m always thinking of you and when I think of you my cock has a mind of its own and always reacts like that,” he replied cheekily.
“Chee, you are an awful dirty fellow you know,” I said but he could make out the laughter in my voice.
“Well you can laugh but you don’t know how much I am suffering longing to hold you in my arms,” he replied forlornly.
I knew he had many women and still has many women he can call on to appease his lust but I felt it was really genuine that he yearned for me above all other women. I could provoke such desire in this modern-day Lothario. It actually made me swell with pride but yet I alone was not enough for my husband.
“Soon,” was my only reply.
“When?? When?? He had asked eagerly.
“I’ll let you know when, till then you better control that thing of yours,” I laughed out loudly.
“Swetha, don’t torture me like this,” he said pleadingly.
“Torture is good for your soul,” I replied. In actual fact I liked torturing him like this and make him yearn for me.
Now that day he had been waiting for is finally here. I was going to sleep with only the second man in my life. With a scoffing smile to my husband I left the room. It was just a short distance to the guest room yet I realised my hips were swaying a bit more than usual as I walked. Was that for the benefit of my husband or the slut in me coming out even though Shiva could not see me yet. I opened the door and the first thing that hit me was the gust of cool air. Shiva seemed to have the air conditioner on in full blast. He seemed to be ready for what is to come. From experience he seemed to know that sexual mating with him would provoke great sexual body heat and the air conditioner would be essential to cool us down. I was soon to learn how true that was before our first sexual bout had reached its climax.
My illicit lover was lying in bed waiting for me. What shocked me was he was lying there completely naked. Oh my god no wonder he had that nick name. Aarti had not exaggerated when she had described his tool. His cock was fully erect with his hard stomach muscles cushioning his rod and with the tip of its head almost reaching his belly button. His friends had very aptly given him his nick name. Not just its length but its thickness matching to its length. He had asked me to be fully clothed with full make up before coming here but he was just lying here without a single piece of covering on his body. See that huge cock again I though, how had Divya been able to take this in her. I shivered thinking about that. Soon I have to do that too. My husband was in no way small in this department. His cock was over six inches long fairly thick and had always given me all the pleasures a woman could want but this thing there between Shiva’s legs was something else. Instinctively I averted my glance though I was tempted to look at it again. My natural behaviour and shyness had taken over automatically.
“Hey Swetha dear, look at me,” he said.
I shook my head but he could see I was smiling. I felt rather than saw that he had got out of the bed. Soft footsteps approached me. My breathing stopped for a moment. I felt his presence beside me. I thought he would turn me to face him directly but instead he took one of my hands in his. He pulled it and placed it on something and wrapped my fingers around it. It was warm hard flesh. Yes, he was making me hold his huge member in my hands.
“Look at it baby, its been like this all this while just for you.”
My face slowly, shyly turned without raising my head. There I was finally seeing my hand holding his cock. My fingers were just about able to wrap itself around that thick brown piece of virile manhood with my silver nail polish shining in the bedroom light. He was truly equipped with a magnificent love machine.
“Do you like it,” he asked.
I didn’t say anything. He repeated his question once more. This time I just nodded my head. I was still looking at it with fascination.
“It’s all yours anymore darling, It is for your pleasure when ever you want it, for as long as you want it,” he whispered in my ears.
Yes, I can have this whenever I want and as long as I want but this was not supposed to be a long affair. Just a bit of revenge and lesson for my husband. I was thinking to myself. Would I be able to give this up after I had enjoyed it. For the first time I felt a little fear in me. Shiva held my head in both his hands. His lips sought my quivering red lips. My eye lids started swooning. When I felt his hot breath on my cheeks my eyes closed completely as my lips parted slightly awaiting his.
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