29-01-2021, 09:16 AM
(This post was last modified: 29-01-2021, 09:17 AM by usaiha2. Edited 1 time in total. Edited 1 time in total.)
After a long break I am Madhumita Pal Sharma is back to continue my journey full of excitement in this virtual world.
Continuing after cinema hall incident...
It was a Wednesday Morning. Amit had gone to his office tour and my elder Kid was at my parents place while my younger baby was with me (1 and half year) . I was a bit alone in our 2 story apartment in civil lines. Except a house-made to help me in household works we are 2 people including my baby in this big apartment.
It's around 9 am I was sitting near the window enjoying the nature's beauty in a cloudy mansoon with a cup of coffee in my hand, suddenly my Mobile Rang. I went to the table and picked it up. It was an unknown number.
I picked the phone and said, “Hello.”
A male voice came from the other end, “Hello Meri Jaan…kaisi hai tu .”
I was shocked to the response & replied in a harsh tone, “Who the hell are you ????.”
The person on the other side said, “Arre itni Jaldi Bhool Gayee….us din Cinema Haal me to bahut Maze se mere L**d Ko apne haath me lekar sehlaa rahi thhi. Maine to kaha bhi thha ki jaldi yaad karunga tujhe, for kaise bhool gayee tu. Ohhhh Galtee meri hai, Bahut din ho gaye naa tujhe apna Lund diye hue, saali tum aurten hoti hi aisi ho. Chal ab zyaada din tak nahi tarsaaya karunga tujhe..theek hai?” …
I was in deep shock,. With extreme anger I scolded him “SHUTTTTT UPPPPP….AUR DOBAARA PHONE MAT KARNA SAMJHE.”
and hung the phone. I was feeling too much nervous, even I could hear my heartbeats ... My hole body was shivering in fear.
After some time again the phone rang. I saw but it was the same number. ohhh GOD.. what the hell is going ???.
I didn’t pick the phone. The call from the same number came several times but I did not pick up. I was feeling uneasy.
I blocked the number and switched off the phone. I composed myself and tried to feel calm, after few moments I got normal.
I finished my house hold works, feed my baby and have some food . By 12, I got a call in landline number..I feel nervous.. after 3 -4 rings I picked the call.. it was the call from my husband ,he enquired about my phone for which I gave an false reason. we had some chit-chat in between he told me about the extension of his tour, I feel sad, because I was really missing him.
After the call I went to my bedroom and switched on the phone. There was a message in the INBOX from an unknown number. I opened it and as I read it .......ohhhh nooooo...I started trembling.
It was written “Meri Jaan, ab tum yeh mat sochna ki yeh message tum security officer ko dikhaaogi. Kyunki security officer agar mujhe poochhegi to mujhe picture hall waali poori baat bataani padegi, aur tum kabhi nahi chahogi ki tumhaare husband ko yeh sab pataa chale. Waise tumhaare ghar ka address pata lagwaa liya hai maine, aur tumhaare husband tak pahunch paana bahut mushkil nahi hai, wese bhi wo aj kal ghr pe nhi hai. Isliye meri baat maano, maze lo aur hame bhi maze do. Chalo ab phone uthao aur mujhe jaldi se phone karro warna iske baad waale saare messages main tumhaare husband ko karunga”
I was trembling with fear. “My God, I am Trapped…but what to do.” I tried to think all the options but the best option required urgently was to call the stranger. I called the number.
The stranger picked the phone after a few rings and said, “haan yeh hui naa baat. Kaisi ho meri jaan.”
I replied, “Kya Chahte ho tum ?”
The stranger replied, “Chahte to hum tumko hain meri jaan. Tumhe Bas yeh Bataana hai ki aaj raat 8 baje hum tumhaare ghar aayenge. Zara acchhi tarah se khhatirdaari karna hamaari…..Aur haan…Mere saath mera ek dost bhi hoga.”
I was feeling too much angry and Screamed, “Aisa kabhi Nahi Hoga….samjhe tum…you Bloody Dog”
The stranger said in local accent harsh voice, “Chalo naa sahi… fir to teri aadmi se hi baat karni hogi.” Saying this he cut the phone.
I was feeling uneasy and breathing hard due to this scariest situation.I was not in my senses, entire Universe was rolling in front of my eyes, I could predict the disaster in my life if Amit came to know about it. I took some water and fell on the bed, still panting hard, with sweat all over my body. All I could decide in next few minutes was that I had to stop the stranger from reaching my husband Amit, ANYHOW!!!!!!!!!.
I dialed his number and as soon as he picked up the phone I urge him in a husking voice, “Dekho, Main ek Shaadi shuda aurat hun. Agar tumko thode paise chahiyen to le lo, par yeh ulti seedhi baaten mat karro ”
But to my poor fate, The stranger replied, “Arre Paise kaun chahta hai meri jaan. Hum to tumhaare liye aa rahe hain. 8:00 Baje, ready rehna…aur haan us din Cinema Hall jaisi sexy bankar” the guy was laughing and enjoying my helplessness.
I was tried to negotiate my best with him but it all failed. I was feeling restless. I thought for an hour and reached the conclusion that the stranger would not agree on anything less than having my body. “OHH…how would I deal with it.” Stroking the stranger inside the Cinema Hall was different and just an accident but now he was eying on my body.
I thought and thought and finally I got in my mind that I had do something to save my marriage life. My house-made also need to be out of the house till the stranger is inside.
I made a phone call to my parents to make sure nobody is coming today. Then I ask my made to take leave for 2 days.She was happy and leave within one hour. I took a sigh of relief.
By 5 pm I had prepared Myself because I knew that now there was no other way else than of surrendering to the Blackmailer. I took Bath and wore a normal saree with matching blouse and wore light make-up. I didn’t want to show the stranger that I am at all interested in him, may be that would distract him from me.
I looked in the mirror and I felt a kind of twitch between my thighs, a sensuous feeling, I was nervous yet excited for the encounter with the stranger whom I had stroked once. I didn’t know what happened all of a sudden that I dropped the pallu of my saree. The encounter which was about to happened with a complete unknown stranger was making me horny. I don't know why.... why ? I am feeling guilty yet horny. Even my full cup blouse was getting tighter with my each breath. I was feeling horny by looking at my 40D size breast ln mirror , those are looking much inviting even if fully covered by my blouse..
I remembered the cinema hall incident how the stranger used my breasts, belly and upper parts in darkness to satisfy his animalistic lust. The cinema hall incident was live in my memory. I lost my sense to remember those erotic pleasure moments. His rough touch on my sensual skin was making me mad. His painful pinches, rough squeezes & the way he maul my curves around my belly & my sensitive breasts in that dark cinema hall was taking my breath out.
I shivered while recall the very moment when he spit on his palm, salivate his middle finger with his thick saliva then suddenly poke into my deep navel in such force as he want to stab my belly through. My navel. He fuc**d my navel with his salivate rough finger, same time he was rubbing his saliva on my berry shaped nipples through half open blouse. Pinching them, pulling them, tweaking them like radio switch.
The way he was measuring my breast with his palm was showing his lust desire and how much greedy he was for my juicy balloon s. But its me who came to my sense to stop him who was about to take them into his mouth. I wasn't also comfortable with the smell coming from his mouth. But the stranger was giving me sexual pleasure which I never experienced in my married life. He even didn't touched my love hole above my saree but taking my breath out with his skills while my husband was sleeping on the seat on my right.The pain was so pleasurable that, I know how difficult it was for me to control my 'moans' rather I say 'Cry' which comes with an extremely sexual satisfaction. I was getting helpless and horny by imagined his reaction when he will have full access of my body tonight in broad light. I shivered in fear mixed excitement Ohhh my gusshhhhh..... all of sudden I lust control of my sense and a wave of lava drenched my panty... Ohhh nooooo.... I rushed to the washroom changed my panty. I am in deep thoughts what a whore I am ???? Ohh no....
But still I have no choice let's be the whore to save my married life.
I came to my bedroom, changed to a red colour night gown and matching red panty I didn't wore any blouse but a padded brassiere to hold my milk buds.
I inspected myself in the mirror. My Gown was sticking to my curvy figure and a larger amount of my milky cleavage was visible from the upper part of gown.
“OHHHHHHHHHH what the hell I am doing…..why am I getting dressed for that bastard blackmailer??” I thought but something inside me persuaded me to be like that. As the moment getting closer MY heart beat was pounding like anything. In few minutes my phone rang . It was the same stranger's call.
"Janeman lagata hai bhat saj dhaj rahi hai. Mujhe pata hai teri C**t me bhi khujli mach rahi hai...." Saying this he laughed like a beast, I could hear another voice from his side. Someone was saying " tera maal ka ek jhalak dekha" I was feeling scared with their conversation.. then the stranger asked me my current pic which I denied but I was forced do so.
He cut the phone then I sent my selfie. In few minutes again he called me.
" Janeman.. kya jakash lag rahi hai tu.. jitna socha tha use jyada fatakha mall hai tu..bade dino ke baad mast fataka mili hai.. haaa haa". Sun teri aparatment ke gate pe khade hain hum. Guard ko Bol teri ghar me TV kharab ho gayi hai, hum banane aye hai.
Then he cut the call . I was trembling in fear by his dominating behaviour. It's around 7:40 pm. With trembling hands I called the guard and ask him to let them come. I was feeling so nervous that I couldn't even decide what to do. I sat down on the bed an drank two glasses of water.
#
Exactly at 8:00 the bell of my flat rang. My heart started pounding. I was trembling, with an unknown fear or may be with the lust inside me. I cover myself with a thin shawl to avoid any odd situation and went to open the door.
Two men were standing there. Both of them dark colored, wearing pant and shirt. One was tall more than 6 feet having a muscular body with broad shoulders. He looked like a hunk. The other one was short. His body was totally de-shaped with a bulge in his belly. They were looking like cheap kind of people. Both of them looked at me with lust in their eyes and though unintentionally, but a smile came on my lips .
The tall man said, “Arree waah Meri jaan, Aaj to Badi sexy lag rahi ho. ( he was smelling badly sweaty, grinding his dirty teeth and giving devilish smile)
Myself Amjad, Garagewala Us din Cinema Hall me main hi thha. . Yeh mere dost hai.” Gopal Doodhwala.. Saying this they both looked at my Prominent cleavage like hungry wolves (while I opened the door my shawl was little loosen and slipped from my uppers chest showing enough amount of skin to guess the bastards what is hidden inside) . I was feeling extremely embarrassed. I adjust my shawl to cover my cleavage and Unwillingly with fear I gave them the way to come inside.
As they came inside I closed the door. I came to them and again tried to negotiate, “Dekho, Mujhe lagta hai tum dono ko paise ki zaroorat hai. Tum jitne paise chaho tumko mil jayenge..lekin yahaan se chale jaao.”
But, Both of them looked at each other and the short man said to the taller one, “ bhai, tum sahi keh rahe thhe, Saali mast maal hai , Pehli baar mast bhari hui maal mili hai, is ko to ragad ragad ke c*****e.” and they laughed loudly.
I shivered in fear with by their intension, I didn’t know what to do next...... But I realised how much lust they had for me and wht is going to happen next.....
Continuing after cinema hall incident...
It was a Wednesday Morning. Amit had gone to his office tour and my elder Kid was at my parents place while my younger baby was with me (1 and half year) . I was a bit alone in our 2 story apartment in civil lines. Except a house-made to help me in household works we are 2 people including my baby in this big apartment.
It's around 9 am I was sitting near the window enjoying the nature's beauty in a cloudy mansoon with a cup of coffee in my hand, suddenly my Mobile Rang. I went to the table and picked it up. It was an unknown number.
I picked the phone and said, “Hello.”
A male voice came from the other end, “Hello Meri Jaan…kaisi hai tu .”
I was shocked to the response & replied in a harsh tone, “Who the hell are you ????.”
The person on the other side said, “Arre itni Jaldi Bhool Gayee….us din Cinema Haal me to bahut Maze se mere L**d Ko apne haath me lekar sehlaa rahi thhi. Maine to kaha bhi thha ki jaldi yaad karunga tujhe, for kaise bhool gayee tu. Ohhhh Galtee meri hai, Bahut din ho gaye naa tujhe apna Lund diye hue, saali tum aurten hoti hi aisi ho. Chal ab zyaada din tak nahi tarsaaya karunga tujhe..theek hai?” …
I was in deep shock,. With extreme anger I scolded him “SHUTTTTT UPPPPP….AUR DOBAARA PHONE MAT KARNA SAMJHE.”
and hung the phone. I was feeling too much nervous, even I could hear my heartbeats ... My hole body was shivering in fear.
After some time again the phone rang. I saw but it was the same number. ohhh GOD.. what the hell is going ???.
I didn’t pick the phone. The call from the same number came several times but I did not pick up. I was feeling uneasy.
I blocked the number and switched off the phone. I composed myself and tried to feel calm, after few moments I got normal.
I finished my house hold works, feed my baby and have some food . By 12, I got a call in landline number..I feel nervous.. after 3 -4 rings I picked the call.. it was the call from my husband ,he enquired about my phone for which I gave an false reason. we had some chit-chat in between he told me about the extension of his tour, I feel sad, because I was really missing him.
After the call I went to my bedroom and switched on the phone. There was a message in the INBOX from an unknown number. I opened it and as I read it .......ohhhh nooooo...I started trembling.
It was written “Meri Jaan, ab tum yeh mat sochna ki yeh message tum security officer ko dikhaaogi. Kyunki security officer agar mujhe poochhegi to mujhe picture hall waali poori baat bataani padegi, aur tum kabhi nahi chahogi ki tumhaare husband ko yeh sab pataa chale. Waise tumhaare ghar ka address pata lagwaa liya hai maine, aur tumhaare husband tak pahunch paana bahut mushkil nahi hai, wese bhi wo aj kal ghr pe nhi hai. Isliye meri baat maano, maze lo aur hame bhi maze do. Chalo ab phone uthao aur mujhe jaldi se phone karro warna iske baad waale saare messages main tumhaare husband ko karunga”
I was trembling with fear. “My God, I am Trapped…but what to do.” I tried to think all the options but the best option required urgently was to call the stranger. I called the number.
The stranger picked the phone after a few rings and said, “haan yeh hui naa baat. Kaisi ho meri jaan.”
I replied, “Kya Chahte ho tum ?”
The stranger replied, “Chahte to hum tumko hain meri jaan. Tumhe Bas yeh Bataana hai ki aaj raat 8 baje hum tumhaare ghar aayenge. Zara acchhi tarah se khhatirdaari karna hamaari…..Aur haan…Mere saath mera ek dost bhi hoga.”
I was feeling too much angry and Screamed, “Aisa kabhi Nahi Hoga….samjhe tum…you Bloody Dog”
The stranger said in local accent harsh voice, “Chalo naa sahi… fir to teri aadmi se hi baat karni hogi.” Saying this he cut the phone.
I was feeling uneasy and breathing hard due to this scariest situation.I was not in my senses, entire Universe was rolling in front of my eyes, I could predict the disaster in my life if Amit came to know about it. I took some water and fell on the bed, still panting hard, with sweat all over my body. All I could decide in next few minutes was that I had to stop the stranger from reaching my husband Amit, ANYHOW!!!!!!!!!.
I dialed his number and as soon as he picked up the phone I urge him in a husking voice, “Dekho, Main ek Shaadi shuda aurat hun. Agar tumko thode paise chahiyen to le lo, par yeh ulti seedhi baaten mat karro ”
But to my poor fate, The stranger replied, “Arre Paise kaun chahta hai meri jaan. Hum to tumhaare liye aa rahe hain. 8:00 Baje, ready rehna…aur haan us din Cinema Hall jaisi sexy bankar” the guy was laughing and enjoying my helplessness.
I was tried to negotiate my best with him but it all failed. I was feeling restless. I thought for an hour and reached the conclusion that the stranger would not agree on anything less than having my body. “OHH…how would I deal with it.” Stroking the stranger inside the Cinema Hall was different and just an accident but now he was eying on my body.
I thought and thought and finally I got in my mind that I had do something to save my marriage life. My house-made also need to be out of the house till the stranger is inside.
I made a phone call to my parents to make sure nobody is coming today. Then I ask my made to take leave for 2 days.She was happy and leave within one hour. I took a sigh of relief.
By 5 pm I had prepared Myself because I knew that now there was no other way else than of surrendering to the Blackmailer. I took Bath and wore a normal saree with matching blouse and wore light make-up. I didn’t want to show the stranger that I am at all interested in him, may be that would distract him from me.
I looked in the mirror and I felt a kind of twitch between my thighs, a sensuous feeling, I was nervous yet excited for the encounter with the stranger whom I had stroked once. I didn’t know what happened all of a sudden that I dropped the pallu of my saree. The encounter which was about to happened with a complete unknown stranger was making me horny. I don't know why.... why ? I am feeling guilty yet horny. Even my full cup blouse was getting tighter with my each breath. I was feeling horny by looking at my 40D size breast ln mirror , those are looking much inviting even if fully covered by my blouse..
I remembered the cinema hall incident how the stranger used my breasts, belly and upper parts in darkness to satisfy his animalistic lust. The cinema hall incident was live in my memory. I lost my sense to remember those erotic pleasure moments. His rough touch on my sensual skin was making me mad. His painful pinches, rough squeezes & the way he maul my curves around my belly & my sensitive breasts in that dark cinema hall was taking my breath out.
I shivered while recall the very moment when he spit on his palm, salivate his middle finger with his thick saliva then suddenly poke into my deep navel in such force as he want to stab my belly through. My navel. He fuc**d my navel with his salivate rough finger, same time he was rubbing his saliva on my berry shaped nipples through half open blouse. Pinching them, pulling them, tweaking them like radio switch.
The way he was measuring my breast with his palm was showing his lust desire and how much greedy he was for my juicy balloon s. But its me who came to my sense to stop him who was about to take them into his mouth. I wasn't also comfortable with the smell coming from his mouth. But the stranger was giving me sexual pleasure which I never experienced in my married life. He even didn't touched my love hole above my saree but taking my breath out with his skills while my husband was sleeping on the seat on my right.The pain was so pleasurable that, I know how difficult it was for me to control my 'moans' rather I say 'Cry' which comes with an extremely sexual satisfaction. I was getting helpless and horny by imagined his reaction when he will have full access of my body tonight in broad light. I shivered in fear mixed excitement Ohhh my gusshhhhh..... all of sudden I lust control of my sense and a wave of lava drenched my panty... Ohhh nooooo.... I rushed to the washroom changed my panty. I am in deep thoughts what a whore I am ???? Ohh no....
But still I have no choice let's be the whore to save my married life.
I came to my bedroom, changed to a red colour night gown and matching red panty I didn't wore any blouse but a padded brassiere to hold my milk buds.
I inspected myself in the mirror. My Gown was sticking to my curvy figure and a larger amount of my milky cleavage was visible from the upper part of gown.
“OHHHHHHHHHH what the hell I am doing…..why am I getting dressed for that bastard blackmailer??” I thought but something inside me persuaded me to be like that. As the moment getting closer MY heart beat was pounding like anything. In few minutes my phone rang . It was the same stranger's call.
"Janeman lagata hai bhat saj dhaj rahi hai. Mujhe pata hai teri C**t me bhi khujli mach rahi hai...." Saying this he laughed like a beast, I could hear another voice from his side. Someone was saying " tera maal ka ek jhalak dekha" I was feeling scared with their conversation.. then the stranger asked me my current pic which I denied but I was forced do so.
He cut the phone then I sent my selfie. In few minutes again he called me.
" Janeman.. kya jakash lag rahi hai tu.. jitna socha tha use jyada fatakha mall hai tu..bade dino ke baad mast fataka mili hai.. haaa haa". Sun teri aparatment ke gate pe khade hain hum. Guard ko Bol teri ghar me TV kharab ho gayi hai, hum banane aye hai.
Then he cut the call . I was trembling in fear by his dominating behaviour. It's around 7:40 pm. With trembling hands I called the guard and ask him to let them come. I was feeling so nervous that I couldn't even decide what to do. I sat down on the bed an drank two glasses of water.
#
Exactly at 8:00 the bell of my flat rang. My heart started pounding. I was trembling, with an unknown fear or may be with the lust inside me. I cover myself with a thin shawl to avoid any odd situation and went to open the door.
Two men were standing there. Both of them dark colored, wearing pant and shirt. One was tall more than 6 feet having a muscular body with broad shoulders. He looked like a hunk. The other one was short. His body was totally de-shaped with a bulge in his belly. They were looking like cheap kind of people. Both of them looked at me with lust in their eyes and though unintentionally, but a smile came on my lips .
The tall man said, “Arree waah Meri jaan, Aaj to Badi sexy lag rahi ho. ( he was smelling badly sweaty, grinding his dirty teeth and giving devilish smile)
Myself Amjad, Garagewala Us din Cinema Hall me main hi thha. . Yeh mere dost hai.” Gopal Doodhwala.. Saying this they both looked at my Prominent cleavage like hungry wolves (while I opened the door my shawl was little loosen and slipped from my uppers chest showing enough amount of skin to guess the bastards what is hidden inside) . I was feeling extremely embarrassed. I adjust my shawl to cover my cleavage and Unwillingly with fear I gave them the way to come inside.
As they came inside I closed the door. I came to them and again tried to negotiate, “Dekho, Mujhe lagta hai tum dono ko paise ki zaroorat hai. Tum jitne paise chaho tumko mil jayenge..lekin yahaan se chale jaao.”
But, Both of them looked at each other and the short man said to the taller one, “ bhai, tum sahi keh rahe thhe, Saali mast maal hai , Pehli baar mast bhari hui maal mili hai, is ko to ragad ragad ke c*****e.” and they laughed loudly.
I shivered in fear with by their intension, I didn’t know what to do next...... But I realised how much lust they had for me and wht is going to happen next.....
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