Adultery Indian Wife & Construction Guys -DL continuation.

[Deep_Lover]

While taxi was snaking through the traffic, my mind was furiously thinking. There was rush of blood through my body. The thought that Purva extended the boundary beyond the limits of open marriage hurt me. It is not that she did those things that hurt but concealing major parts bearing on our life that really hurt me. I thought of what secrets are hiding up in her sleeve.

The more I thought about Purva, the more blood rushed through my body. Excitement spread over my body. I had difficulty in controlling my hard on.

I thought, Purva today night your cunt is going to be pounded badly by my cock.

When Purva opened the Door, I was shocked to death. Both of us are running 38 years but Purva was beautiful as ever. Birth of Sameer brought life to her body. Her breasts put on lots of fat and became fantastically hardened and are a sight to watch and good for the cocks. The nipples were pushed little bit further as a lump. There is a sexy plumpness on her body, which accentuated the curves of her body. And muscles of her vagina became strong and gripping. Her face was as beautiful as ever with good radiant eyes and long nose. Her body tone was white as a ***** lady could be white. She looked like a strong girl in her early twenties. I wondered how a woman can maintain her body like that. A perfect strong body to take lot of strains.  

But that Purva was not standing before me. The lady before me was another Purva aged ten years. There were strains in her face that wrinkled it. Body was slumped. It seems that all the pounding and mauling that Purva took six years ago suddenly came to haunt her and express herself through her body. It's a body that cried that it bore an illegitimate child.

I was deeply concerned. "Oh poor purva." I said and hugged her tightly. "What have you become." I tried to solace her.

She looked up to me with teary eyes and said, "Please don't do anything to him. Please don't harm him." Tears rolled from her eyes.

I was confused to what she was talking. "What are you talking about. To whom I will do anything? Harm him?" I asked her.

Instantly she said, "Sameer." and cried.

This disgusted me and made me angry. This thought of me hurting Sameer, even from my lovable Purva put me off.

"What made you to think that I would harm Sameer." I angrily snapped at her.

"I...I... thought..." she trailed off crying.

"Shut your dirty cunt mouth, you bitch!" This is the first time I ever remember being angry at Purva and shouting at her swearing.

I dragged her to the bedroom where the children were sleeping. Apu was sleeping deeply, even an earthquake of ten on Richter scale won't wake him. On the bed beside Apu's, Sameer  was sleeping with a grin spread over his beautiful face. It seemed that he was having a good dream.

I bent over Sameer and kissed his forehead lovingly and said, "Sameer, I love you Sameer. You are my child dear. You were given by God to me. You are the child I wanted to have. Till I am there no harm will come to you." I hugged him with all my strength of love.

It must be providence I believe. Unexpectedly Sameer hugged me in his dreamy sleep and said, "I love you papa. I love you more than mummy." and kissed me.

For a long time I looked at this beautiful boy's face. Slowly I got up and dragged Purva to the hall and slapped her face with all my anger. She stumbled on the couch. "Bitch." I spit on her.

Purva rubbing her red cheek and with teary eyes called out,"Oh, Tarun I am sorry. Just that I got worried and I was in dread. I thought you will be mad at me and take it out on Sameer." She shed tears.

"Slut! Whore! How dare you think that I will harm Sameer. How dare can you think of such monstrosity about me. This husband of you loved you. This husband of you loved you even when you slept with all those low class construction workers. This husband sacrificed everything for your happiness. Now see what you think of me." I was shaking with anger before her.

"Sorry Tarun." She cried. But my anger was unabated. Sensing that I was in no mood to calm down, Purva slowly got up and removed her night clothes and stood before me naked, trying to unsettle me with her beauty and make me fall for it.

Once again pain pierced my heart. There stood a aged body showing the battering she took long ago. The alluring figure was gone. Colour and life was drained out of my beautiful wife's body. My heart cried out for my Purva. But before showing her my glowing unbounded love and pity to her I wanted to make certain things clear.

I slapped hard at her now lifeless breasts. "Oh Tarun!' she cried out and fell on the couch. I slapped the dangling breasts repeatedly through her cries and wriggling body, till it showed the red color beneath its skin. She pleaded, "Please Tarun, Please don't treat me like this. You must not be the person to treat me like this. Oh my god, what I have made my lovable and caring husband. Oh my lord, I made my husband an beast. Please stop Tarun." and cried out loud in pain.

I was taken aback by the love of my wife. But she needed to be told something, which cannot be told in love but only in pain

I spread her legs wide and put my index and middle fingers inside her cunt and wriggled it hard as to take out its inside muscles. Purva was squirming. Suddenly her eyes became half closed. I know what it means. She was starting to enjoy it and racing towards climax. Suddenly I began to smack hard at her vagina. Instead of closing it with her thighs and hands, she spread her legs far and wide and thrust her vagina for me to be smacked harder, I began to hit her vagina harder and harder. Smacking sound reverberated around the hall. I made each smack harder and stronger. But with vengeance she trust her cunt towards me to smack further.

I could see a sexual current running through and reverberate in her body. With half closed eyes and wide opened mouth gushing painful sounds, she was giving her cunt to my hard smacking and enjoying herself. This unsettled me. Her whole area between her thighs turned red. The lips of her vagina swelled and made distinct muscle figure. Her clitoris was popped out and looking for simulations.

I saw Purva enter into launchpad for orgasm.

"Hit me harder. Hit me harder. Hit me harder." she was screaming and began to twist her hips.

I stopped suddenly. There was silence in the room. Her body vibrated as if expecting my smacking.

"Aaah..." She let out a disappointed cry and looked at me pleadingly and said, "Please Tarun don't stop." in a hissing begging voice. Her face looked like as a dog face would look when expecting its bone.

I got hold of her hair and jerked her face near my face and locked my eyes with hers. "Look, Purva, I don't care from which gutter cock of pipe spurted the sperm that made Sameer, I don't even care when that gutter sperm entered your cunt, your cunt was drainage of septic tank, but when that sperm entered your uterus it became pure, and when that one sperm dug into your egg, it became my son. So I don't care who was the scumbag who contributed his sperm through your disgusting whore cunt. For me it is enough that he was carried by your uterus and when he came out of your cunt, your cunt was pure and clear. Sameer is not a bastard. I am his one and only father. Nobody can have any claim over him. Is that clear."

Purva face turned into bewilderment. She could not believe what she is hearing. She nodded her head.

Again I jerked her head and said, " I love Sameer and I am his father, only because I love you! Purva, because I love you Purva. To show my unconditional love to you, that whatever you are, wherever you are, I still love you Purva. The proof of the said love on you is me becoming the father of Sameer and loving him. My love for you never falters even if you become a maggot in a gutter. " I spoke strongly to her face.

She looked at me astounded and jumped up and hugged with great love and said "Oh my Tarun, what can I say,  what can I give in return, I love you Tarun. My love is everlasting love." and hugged me as a mother hugs a child.

But I was not finished. I pulled her head back and looked into her eyes again and said, "You know what, your love for sameer is not as a mother's love for one's son, it's no because of  you being his mother or he being son..." I paused and looked her face intently, she was quivering as if she was expecting the deepest secret of her to be told to her and exposed to her.

Her eyes begged me, don't tell me Tarun, but I have to tell her, "You are clutching sameer not because he is your son but because he is something a part of Sajid. You want to clutch  sameer because you want to clutch Sajid. Your love of Sajid  cock is the only reason to clutch Sameer. You forgot Sajid but not his cock. Dear Purva, clutching someone is not equal to loving someone" I said to her heart.

If her body was  made of glass, it would have shattered immediately. But her muscles shrunk. She broke out and cried aloud and tears rolled down her cheeks. She was waiting all these years for someone to tell her the dirty secret she has hidden herself.

"I am a dirty woman." Purva cried aloud and said to me crying, "Please forgive me Tarun, I am sorry." She cried aloud.

I am still yet not finished. " Purva. I am pleased to announce to you that Sajid did not father Sameer. He is not the father of Sameer." I shouted at Purva.

Purva stood still as if struck by a lightening. Her life drained from her body. For long time she stood there without any movement. She was overcome by sadness like some precious gift had been snatched from her.

Then slowly she sat down at the couch spread her legs far and wide, and thrust her throbbing juicy cunt at me, and said at slow steady voice, "Fuck me Tarun." She was tired but had a amazing vigor. My cock was itching for her hole. I put my cock in her cunt and it readily accepted it. It was like my cock experiencing new cunt. I began a slow and steady pounding. My cock smoothly went in and out. Her hole was real hot with slippery fluid. Her body shook keeping with my movement. I can feel raise of animal desire in her. It seems it found its lost paradise. She began to reciprocate to my pounding. Her hips began a rhythmic up and down movement over my cock. I looked at her face. A  calm glow began to form over her face.

Purva face began to regain her youth and beauty in the sexual ecstasy.

"You know Tarun." She said in throes of ecstasy, "When I went to quench my thirst with all that dirty constructions workers, I was living in different world, which was different from real world of my husband. I know that the real world will be waiting for me. I had the strength to take on the unbearable strain to straddle and live in the two worlds. I was mentally and physically strong. At one point I couldn't take that world of debauchery and then Sameer happened. I just forgot about that bad bad world and left it. But now at this moment of my life, I know that I don't have the strength to straddle two worlds. I was praying that, please god don't send me any trigger points that will lead me to go to other world. Because now I have to chose only one world." and she stopped to enjoy my and her pounding for some time.

"Please." Purva begged, "Please don't give me the trigger points Tarun because I don't want you to leave your world and go to that dirty world of low class." She stopped there and began to enjoy my fucking.

I grabbed her aesthetic breasts and began to knead them while fucking. Her body started to become rigid. She opened her eyes and looked me intently.

That's the moment I found that I had triggered every points that she feared might be happening and I have lost her to the other world completely. It made me go mad with ecstasy. My mind was sending electrical currents to every part of my body about the changes in my wife. My only question was can she survive the other world of dirty low class enjoyment life and come back to me as she did six years ago. I had a doubt she could not.

That doubt made me to fuck her furiously. The thought of Purva again becoming a unhinged  dirty slut made me go reckless with my fucking.

Purva put her legs behind my back and began to press me down to herself and pound her into me. She began to blabber. She was racing towards orgasm.

Her blabbering were incoherent. As we, fucked ourselves furiously, her incoherent voice began to become clearer and clearer.

It said only in a voice only she could hear, "Sajid, Sajid, Sajid, here I come to you again Sajid."

She opened her eyes and looked at my eyes. Both of us began to orgasm simultaneously. She said "Sajid" loudly, which made my cock to shoot my sperms into her deep parts. For a very long time, we enjoyed what seems to be like an everlasting orgasm,  hugging each other, kissing each other and getting deeper into each other. We don't want to be separated at all, because the shadow of Sajid was looming over us menacingly.                            

...to be continued.