ab tak 42 - Autobiography of the Promiscuous Male

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33: Shweta - My Son's Teacher and a Loyal Slut - Going Through a Tough Marriage

The girl used to give me instant erection. She was short, dusky, healthy, had big boobs, full thick lips which was always having dark red lipstick and thick hair, which were not long but were good quality and thick and which despite bound in a clutcher used to bounce on her mid back. Her eyes were big and she accentuated it with kohl. She had a four months old child when I met her and eight month old child when I fucked her and thus she was still lactating and her boobs were lactating big boobs. The only blemishes on her face were blackheads on both sides of her eyes, which she later blamed on hormonal changes during pregnancy.

She was just 26. There is a little story how she came into my life.
In my cases, I had applied for child visitation. Initially the same was granted to me in court on a two hours per month basis. My son was just 2 years old when my cases started and I got visitation when he was around 3. I asked for visitation outside the court and Miss World's lawyer objected that I am a no-good person. The court modified the order when the child was around 4 years old and I was allowed to meet the child in college. The Mother Teacher (A term used for teachers from Mont to 2nd Class; as they teach all subjects to the same students for 4 years and my child was in UKG) was given the role of local commissioner, i.e. who would keep a watch on the child and me during two hours weekly visitation. I was also ordered to pay a cost of Rs. 1200/- per week to the Local Commissioner or in this case to Shweta. My visitations started just after the summer holidays got over in the year 2012. When I met Shweta, I was not fucking Sandhya not even talking on WhatsApp, but I fucked Sandhya almost one month before Shweta. Though both these ladies interested me almost simultaneously.

Our initial meetings were business like. But then how much a father can speak to a barely 4 years old who is hungry by the time the college gets over. Soon while he was playing in the classroom after all other students had left, I started giving attention to Shweta. I usually brought a lot of toys and eatables for my son, who used to eat little but rest was devoured by me and Shweta. Shweta initially refused to accept any of the eatables, but in 4-5 weeks started accepting chocolates and other things. I always paid her money, which she insisted she did not want, but I said court orders have to be followed.

Shweta rued the fact that my child was torn between mother and father and once it slipped out of her mouth that it was the only reason that she was not contemplating divorce. My antenna's soared and I picked up a unhappy marriage.
Every weekend, I used to invite her for coffee. She declined all the time but finally accepted. Near college in a cafe, I asked her what the problem was in her marriage. The big eyes were filled with tears when she explained the violent nature of her husband, who used to slap her and beat her sometimes. I gave patient hearing to her and suggested some things, then it became routine, she would often call me and complain about her husband. And in between she also told me that "We don't have a relation of husband and wife ever since my son is born". For him she was a housemaid and a earner, while her husband's own business had gone for a toss and he was heavily into drinking.

One day in the morning she called me telling that her husband had beaten her with slippers the last night. I asked her that enough was enough and she should take action. We decided to meet at my house the same day and she also thought she had had enough. She took a leave from her college and was at my door steps at around 9,30AM.

Her eyes were swollen. I comforted her and gave her some water. She started crying and asked, "can't a woman do anything if she has old parents and no support and so on." I comforted her by holding her hand and my dick was revolting in my pants.

She was wearing a Saree and I asked her where did her husband hit her. She told me that she was hit on her back with slippers. I asked her to show me. She said no no. I said that I wanted to see and pushed her ahead in the sofa chair. I removed the portion of her saree and touched her waist, "here?" "here?" I kept touching and asking. She was saying no no no. I inserted my fingers in her tight blouse from back and said, does it pain here, pain here. She was saying no no no, please, please don't touch.

I bent down and kissed her back and started licking it. She was like, "Kya kar rahe ho?" (What are you doing) I said, "I was unable to control, her body smell was making me mad." I immediately made up an excuse. "Tumhe tumhare pati ne 8 mahine se touch nahi kiya, mere divorce case chalte 2-1/2 saal ho gaye, karne do na. achcha lag raha hai" (Your husband has not touched you for last 8 months, my divorce case is going on for last two and half years, let me do it, it is feeling so good)

She kept on saying No No No, but her clothes keep on going off. Her Saree went off and then her blouse was opened. I kept licking at her body and she kept on saying, No, please no. However, I could make out the girl was hot and willing because even when she was saying No No No, she was co-operating in me removing her clothes. According to her own admission she was not touched by her husband in last eight months.

Soon I helped her get out of her blouse, Her Dark Big Milk-Filled Boobies were in front of me. But I don't like the taste of milk, I pressed them and milk came out of those big boobies.

I asked her "Tumhe achcha nahi lag raha?" (Are not you liking my touch and licks)

She replied, "Lag raha hai, par ye galat hai.... mmmmm" (It is feeling good, but this is wrong.... mmmmmmm)

I: "Galat to tumhari pitaai hona hai" "galat to sex na milna hai" "galat to jhoote case karna hai" (Your getting beaten is WRONG) (Not having Sex is WRONG) (Filing false cases is WRONG)

She: "uuuuuuh... choro na please" (uuuuuuuh please leave me)

I: "karne do na" (Let me do it)

She: "mmmm ooo please ... aa... mat karooo... mmmm" (MMMMMM, no please.... aa... don't do it..... mmmmm)
I: "divorce de do usko, mujhse shaadi kar lo" (Divorce her, marry me)

I inserted my hand in her petticoat and starting playing with her thoroughly wet pussy by inserting my hand in her panty.

She: "My God... jaane do na" (MY GOD..... please let me go)

While I was fingering her pussy, I inserted her hands in my payajama. She gripped my dick tight for a minute and then left it.

She: "mmmmmmm, nahi na.. pluizzzzzzzz" (mmmmmmm..... no pluizzzzzzzzzzzz)

I removed her panties from under her petticoat and also lowered my payajamas. She was leaking so much that all my hands were soaked and so was her panties. My two fingers were easily being accommodated by her pussy.

I got up and asked her to accompany me to bedroom. She started again, "Nahi na, please, mujhe jaane do" (No please, let me go) Despite my attempts to get her up she remained rooted in the sofa and kept pleading "Jaane do Mujhe" (Let me go)

I got angry and pissed, I threw her clothes at her and said, "Jaana hai, Jao" and I stamped my foot and walked into the bedroom. (Wanna go, go.. fuck off)

After couple of minutes, she also followed me in the bedroom, she was just covering her boobs with her saree and was trying to pacifying me.

She: "Yaar, we are good friends, friends hi rahte hai na","Maine nahi socha tha aise", "Yaar, please, sex hi sabkuch nahi hota', "aap bura mat maano" (Yaar, we are good friends, let us be good friends only) (I never thought it like this) (Yaar, sex is not everything) (Please don't mind)

I told her she wanted to go, she can go. I got carried away because she was so sexy. And like me her life was devoid of sex. That we like good friends, can give pleasure to each other.

She was like, we can be friends, but lets not indulge in sex. That will not be right thing to do.

I told her how her cunt was running like a tap water. She said, that is biology, we can not control it. We are humans and not animals, we should know how to control our urges. She also liked my touch and off course, there has been lack of sex in her life and she thinks of sex so much. But she does not want to spoil the friendship.

I drove her the point that if she masterbates, it is like insertion of any other object in her vagina. She can as well take a dick. And all perverse logics. The girl was still sitting in my bedroom for last 20 minutes meant that there was still a very fat chance that she would fuck me.

When the talks were not leading to anywhere, I lowered my payajama and said, "Lund to choos le mera" (OK< suck my COCK atleast) She immediately looked aside and said, "Chee" I pulled her and said, "Kyun pati ka nahi choosti thi?" (Why don't you suck your husband) She did not answer and I pulled her again making her body fall on my legs. I pulled her hair and placed her mouth on my dick. She closed her eyes and took my dick in her mouth.

I massaged her head and moved my fingers in her hair, and she started deep throating me. "Lund choosne ka shauk hai?" (You seem to like cocksucking too much) I asked her.

"Yaar, achcha to lagta hi hai, but ye galat hai" (It feels so nice, but it is wrong) she answered

I added further, "Yaar 3 saal se sex nahi kiya, please karne de na" (Yaar, I have not had sex for last three years, please let me have sex with you)

By that time, she was also sufficiently aroused and was sucking my dick with great vigour.

I asked, "itna achcha choosna kahan se seekha, bahut lund choose hai" (You suck so well, from where did you learn so. It seems you have sucked a lot of cocks)

She slapped my thigh and said, "Sab to movies mein dikhaate hai" (They show everything in the movies)

I still persisted, "Sach bata kitne lund choose hai" (Tell me honestly how many dicks have u sucked)

She slapped me again and said, "Sirf unka" (Only his (her husband's))

I told her "I don't believe, koi ek lund choos ke itna expert nahi ho sakta" (I don't believe it; how can one be so expert by sucking just one cock) In between suck she said, "MMMMMMMM, mujhe sex karna bahut achcha lagta hai, wo jo kahte hai main karti hoon, par aap sirf doosre aadmi ho jiske saath ye kar rahi hoon" "aapka bahut badiya hai" "Aisa to sirf movies mein hi dekhe hai" (MMMM, I like doing sex so much. I do whatever he (her husband) says. But you are just the second man in my life with whom I am having sex) (You have a good tool) (I have seen such tools just in porn movies)


"Pasand aaya to achche se choos na" (If you liked it suck it well) Shweta kept on licking and sucking my dick and licked my balls and the area below my balls for good 4-5 minutes when she lifted her head and opened my mouth adjusting the same in very contrived positions as if adjusting her mouth which she said was paining.

"Bada hai Yaar" (It's Big) She quipped.

I pulled her again and lifted her petticoat. Though she had covered her bosom with the saree, she did not care to wear her panty. Her pussy was still moist and secreting. I started positioning my dick on her pussy, when she started with "Condom Condom, condom laga lo please" (Please use condoms) I don't like condoms much and rather rely on calender method for counting days when girl can not be impregnated and though I had condoms in my house I said, "Kunwaare ke ghar mein condom ka kya kaam" (Whats the use of condom in a bachelors home)

By that time, the Saree was thrown on floor and petticoat was lifted above her wasit and I moved swiftly to insert my dick in her wet pussy, which glided in with ease. Instantly I could see that her face was flushed as if she had an instant orgasm.

In missionary position, I had hugged her and she was hugging me back. She was considerably shorter than me, barely 5Ft in hieght and she was licking my nipples while hugging me so tight. Her legs was in air and she was saying, "dheere karo yaar, pet mein lag raha hai" "please yaar" (Please do it slowly, it is hurting in my belly)

And in another 3-4 minutes, she gave another grunt signalling that she had orgasm.

I lifted myself and turned her around, pulling her lsgs in doggie position and inserted from back. She was berserk. "dard hota hai bhai" (It pains a lot) My cock which is otherwise also huge was extra huge for her small frame. It was hitting her inside and she was discomorted by the same. Couple of minutes into doggie position, she gave up and said, "moonh mein kar lo" (Do it in my mouth)

{ Did she like being fucked in the mouth? Her husband was also an oral and porn lover, who enacted porn scenes in his bedroom and she started loving to give him blowjobs, taking facials and eating cum, but he lost most of the interest in sex when he hit the bottle and she got pregnant. Initially during pregnancy he had forced her for some sex, but one fight had erupted so high that Shweta's in-laws and parents had to intervene and her husband vowed never to touch her again. Thus they both stayed in same room w/o touching each other. }

And thus I began fucking her mouth. The way she revolved her tongue over my glance was maddening. She was a hungry slut at that time, who pushed me back on bed and took my manhood in her control. Like a hungry slut, she was eating my dick and licking my balls ferociously. Her pressure or sucking was so hard on my balls that they pained. I pushed her aside and asked her to ride me instead. She agreed and came on top of me. And once again bouncing she complained of my dick hurting her belly. We changed position and she came on top of me in reverse cowgirl style. Her energy and strokes were boosting and I gushed out cum in gallons while she was bouncing on me in reverse cowgirl style.

She slumped ahead when I shoot my cum in her pussy and turned in around 2 minutes gobbling my cum soaked dick once again. She licked the cum from over my dick as if a bitch was licking the milk bowl. Within no time my dick was shining and erect again.

"Dubaara karoge" she asked me. I consented and she started sucking me with great enthusiasm once again. Many a times in between she took out the dick from her mouth and adjusted her mouth by stretching it in contrived positions. It was a good 10-12 minutes of deepthroating that I asked her to ride me again, she wanted me to fuck her in missionary position. I laid her down and inserted my dick in her pussy which was still oozing my cum from previous fucking.

I asked her "Lund pasand aaya?" (Did you like my dick)

She said, "Bahut" (Very much)

I asked about her husband's dick and she said, "Mota to aap jitna hi hoga but aapka lamba hai" (It would be almost as thick as yours but yours is longer)

I started my regular and time tested method of pulling out dick till almost tip and started thrusting the whole length which great force. She went aaai aaai aai with each stroke.

Another 5-7 minutes of such fucking and I was tiring, I asked her to let me fuck her boobs. She pressed her boobs and I inserted my dick between those big melons. The milk oozed out of those boobs and some of it was also on my dick.

Another 2-3 minutes of game on her boobs and I asked her that I wanted to fuck her beautiful mouth, she agreed and on the bed headrest, I inserted my dick which was covered with her juices, my juices and her milk in her mouth.

While I was fucking her mouth, she started playing with my butt hole with her fingers and massaging my balls. I again came with full force in her mouth and she drank all my cum.

After a while we got up and cleaned ourselves. I was feeling proud that maybe she like most of my girls would have had best sex of her life. But she punctured my feelings with the admission that in 'good old days' even her husband could fuck her like this and 3-4 times a day.

The time in the clock was just 11.40AM. Her college got over at 2PM. So in just over two hours, we had had good two rounds of sex.

I made some tea and we shared her lunchbox. Still nude we talked of many things. She felt guilty as well for brief time but I overruled her.

Her story was that as she was dark, she had never had a boyfriend (But she was damn sexy atleast as far as figure was concerned), though she was accustomed to be teased and even groped in buses. She got married early at the age of just 20 to a person who was hooked on porn and she also liked his style. Everything was going good for them, till her husband who was a drunkard to begin with started loosing money in business, which he blamed on bad luck caused by her pregnancy. He even wanted the child aborted and then hit the bottle so badly that he was drunk almost all day. And that day, she was so satisfied because she was having sex after many days.

After lunch we hugged and talked for more time, till my dick got some life back and I asked her to show me her sucking skills once again. This time Shweta gave me the blowjob of my life. She licked my butthole, sucked my penis, played with my balls and drank even the last drop of my cum. While she was giving me a blowjob, I answered Sanghmitra's phone and she thought I was with Sandhya and she urged me not to devote so much time on one client.

Shweta soon after that session shifted to her parent's place after yet another fight and filed for divorce. Her divorce case and our sexual rendezvous lasted over an year, when I was caught double dating her

Poor Shweta thought that I was loyal to her as she was to me after she had filed divorce. And as she shifted to her parents place, our fuckings increased to 3-4 times a week mostly in evenings.

After Gayathri, she was the best blowjob queen which I got. And like Gayathri, her focus was to please me in sex. She dreamt about marrying me as well after our respective court cases settled. Though I was also not averse to the idea but I could not give up my wayward ways and everlasting search of newer and newer pussies.

I distinctly remember three things about Shweta, the way she cleaned my dick with her tongue after fucking and her reluctance to have doggie style sex or sex with her leg on my shoulder with me as it caused greater pain in her belly. And despite my insistence we never had anal sex.

Thus ends the story of a girl, who remained loyal to me for an year and we had one of the best possible sex during that period.
This post would be very long, as I tried to cover the girl in one post itself.