27-06-2021, 01:50 PM
Episode 15
Dharana and Vajendra were in deep conversation. “Lekha is not involved in Vinod’s murder in any way, anyway that is the impression I got when questioning her,” said Dharana to Vajendra.
“That is what I’m thinking too sir, first seeing her nervousness I thought maybe she knew more than she is letting on but later listening to her I changed my mind.
“The nervousness Vajendra is just the fear that this would lead to her husband finding out about her adultery.”
“That is what I don’t understand sir. These women like, Lekha and that Premavathi have everything they want. More than that they have their husbands for their sexual needs yet they sleep around with other men. At least this Lekha was sleeping with Vinod alone but that Premavathi has even set up a love nest for her illict sexual activities. That woman has got no morals, no shame,” Vajendra’s voice betrayed his vehement disapproval of these two women’s behaviour.
Dharana laughed out annoying Vajendra further. He looked at Vajendra kindly. Vajendra had the reputation for strictness and honesty. He was also socially very conservative, quite straightlaced in his outlook and had set himself and believed that everyone should have a high moral code of conduct. The pace at which societal norms are evolving is sometimes very bewildering to him. He should have been born fifty years before this Dharana thought to himself with amusement.
“Things are not like before Vajendra, don’t let that affect you too much. Behaviour of men and women are going to be changing even more rapidly in the near future. Getting upset about it is not going to help.”
“Why sir, why should it be so. To be honest this is the first case that I am dealing with that involves people in high level of society and frankly I find their behaviour disgusting.”
This is simply the way he is, Dharana concluded, he is not going to change his views so he decided to change the subject. “Really, you didn’t have any cases involving rich people before?”
“Yes sir, my earlier cases involving human relationships were all related to people in the middle and lower classes of society. It would be someone who causes problems to the girl’s family because of one sided love, or a girl eloping with the wrong type of men who after using her sells her to prostitution, things like that.”
“I see. You never came across any case where a person cheated on the spouse?”
“There was sir but usually it would be complaint against the man for negligence of the family because he had illegally set up another family.”
Are you sure? No cases where women in the middle classes who cheats on her husband?”
Vajendra was uncomfortable in this line of questioning by his ACP. “There were cases sir where in one case the stupid woman eloped with her lover leaving her husband and children behind. In another extreme case the woman along with her lover murdered the husband and disposed of the body, of course they were caught. But at least sir even in these cases we could understand to a certain level their reasons for action. The women though completely wrong, had at least fallen in love and had therefore fallen prey to the men. These high society women are doing it just for fun.”
“Things have changed and is continuing to do so Vajendra. It’s not only rich people but even more and more people in other levels of society are getting involved in casual relationships.”
“I can see that sir, that what’s painful to see. Why is this happening more frequently nowadays?
Dharana could see that Vajendra was perplexed.
“Society has changed Vajendra. There had never been opportunities like now for bad behaviour to happen. Joint families are rapidly diminishing and no older people at home like some sort of moral guardians. Those days all the neighbours knew each other so no one would dare do anything illicit in their own homes, nowadays a lot of families live in flats and apartments were our neighbours are strangers to us. Man and wife both go to work and when they return in the evening go straight inside their house being too tired to socialise.”
Vajendra nodded seeing the validity of his ACP’s points. “I understand sir but then why should they still cheat on the person they love and got married to.”
“Look around you Vajendra, see how people’s behaviour has changed. Those days men and women were rarely friends or got to socialise together. Even if they were, when they meet they would stand a few feet away when greeting each other. Nowadays a hug is an accepted way of greeting between close friends. Women have become desensitized to the touch of a man other than their husbands. Agreed in most cases it is a very innocent and sincere greeting between close and true friends but in a few cases it is misused by men who have other motives.”
Vajendra was listening intently to what Dharana was saying. Seeing the concentration on Vajendra face Dharana smiled to ease the tension.
“I’m not saying I’m absolutely right in every ting I’m saying, it’s just my conclusion based on my personal observations and understandings.”
“You can see Vajendra it’s so easy for even strangers to become friends because of the social medium. This could never happen before. So many women become trapped here. Many start a casual friendly communication with men whose background and motives they hardly know. Their intention is merely to have a friend and nothing more than that. This is where it gets dangerous when the man has other intentions in this. A man and a woman getting opportunity to spend a lot of time together is oftentimes very dangerous, even if that time is at a distance and is only through their mobiles or computers. More often than not eventually they’ll end up meeting in person.”
Dharana was more worldly wise in this type of matters. He has seen way more than Vajendra on these things happening then Vajendra has.
“If that man can carry on an interesting and humorous communication a natural liking and closeness develops. The next dangerous phase is eventually the two will start sharing personal issues. The woman involved in this is usually but not always someone who is neglected, who has a lot of free time or who is bored and looking for some excitement in life. There are plenty of men who are sexual predators whose ultimate goal is getting those women into their beds. If the woman happens to be married then the conquest is doubly thrilling. Now this is happening in all levels in society.”
“So Vajendra not just the woman is to be blamed but also the men.”
“I know sir, and it is so sad. These women either seek on their own or are pushed into seeking pleasure from someone else.”
“The funny thing is Vajendra, half the time the seducers are no better lovers than their own husbands or boyfriends. It is just the thrill of it and the sinful nature of the sex makes it seem more enjoyable than it actually is.”
Vajendra just shook his head as if he was having difficulty in wrapping his mind around it.
“Anyway, we have digressed much from the case. We can almost rule out Lekha’s husband Rakesh as being involved in this. We have been observing him for one week now and he seems to be busy with his party duties and he seems relaxed, smiling and happy. Not at all like a man who is aware his wife had been having sex with another man without his knowledge.”
“Yes sir, also Lekha really didn’t know much about Vinod and she definitely had nothing to do with his murder. She was so relieved sir when you finally told her that we would try our utmost not to drag her involvement with Vinod into the case.”
“She was, wasn’t she,” Dharana smiled. “No point in getting her marriage into trouble unnecessarily. We can’t be acting like the moral security officer. She’s not the first and certainly won’t be the last wife to cheat on her husband. But the people who murdered Vinod knew about the affair. They have used this to kill him. They must have observed his routines for a long time. Probably this was the only place he went on a set routine, all alone and to a lonely place. His lust in wanting to sleep with a high society woman has cost his life.”
“What about Manohar sir, would he have hired someone to kill Vinod thinking he had slept with his wife?”
“No highly unlikely. Padmavathi is probably sleeping with half a dozen men. If he needed to eliminate his wife’s lovers he would have a few more murders to go. Premavathi’s involvement is also only incidental. It was just that her place was used for the sexual rendezvous.”
“So, this was no lead at all, we are back to square one.”
“Vinod was a criminal. He was suspected of killing almost a dozen men. I’m not too bothered about solving his murder Vajendra. My concern is it does not start a gang war and create danger for the public and a headache for us. We need to see that this is contained.”
“But still we need to solve this if we can shouldn’t we?”
“We will certainly try Vajendra. It’s been just about a week since the murder but already there is no reports on this in the media. Typical isn’t it. In these fast times of instant news this murder is already something of the past and is not in the people’s attention.”
“So, what do we do now sir?”
“We keep a tight watch over both Balveer and Gowranga gangs. My hunch is it has somehow gang related to them. We are at a dead end, hope something breaks open.
Prakash and Mounika were fucking in a sitting position. He grabbed her rounded soft buttocks and pulled her in as close to his body as possible. His hard cock was pushed into her till no part of his stalk was visible outside. Her breasts were pressed splashed on to his muscular chest. Mounika had both her arms fully around his neck. They kissed passionately. Every now and then lips parted from each other a couple of inches before they enjoined once more with their tongues leading the way. Their sloppy kiss causing a generous exchange of saliva. Mounika could feel his cock twitch in her wet sheath that gripped it tightly milking it. There was just unadulterated lust in her now. Lust for the virile young hunk of a man. Lust for the untold amount of pure pleasure his hard flesh was causing to flood her whole body.
She buried her face in his neck and spoke to him. She was panting and her words came in short gasps. “Your mum wants you to marry Sandhya.”
Prakash enjoyed the sounds of her moans as he pulled her in and out by her fleshy buttocks. “I want you more than your daughter.”
Mounika licked his neck and then nibbled it. “I want you to be mine too not my daughters.”
“Are you jealous of your daughter baby.”
“I’ll be jealous of whichever girl who is with you.”
They continued to fuck furiously. He quickly turned her over so that he was on top of her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him against her soft body. She relished lying crushed beneath the manly body of her lover. Every time his not pole slid in and out of her wet honey pot a bit more of her body and soul became his to command.
“Fuck me honey.. fuck me always. No matter who is your wife I want to be your fuck doll.”
Mounika was beyond caring if her loud moans can be heard by his mother. “Is it okay with you if I marry Sandhya?”
Their bodies rubbing against each other was pushing their joy higher and higher. “Do you want to marry my daughter?” Mounika asked in surprise as Prakash had never indicated any such interest before.
“Yes, because it gives me the opportunity to be with you without raising suspicions.”
Mounika was in heaven because Prakash’s interest in any woman, even her own daughter was because of Prakash’s desire to be with her. But her motherly instinct was also in place.
“I don’t want my daughter to have a loveless married life. I know the loneliness first hand.”
Prakash bent down and took her nipple in his mouth and sucked it hard a few times. “mmhhaa.. mmhhhaa…” Mounika gasped and moaned. Her slammed into his waist fast a few times.
“You think your daughter is not going to be happy with me,” he grinned.
Knowing he was mocking her she bit him lightly on his cheek. “I’m not talking about sex, I know she’ll be in heaven, just don’t neglect her.”
“No, I won’t neglect her and you.” She was thrilled that she was always going to be a part of his plans.
There was no more time for words, only time for moans and cries of pleasure. He fucked fast and frantically knowing they had already taken too much time. Prakash was all humps, grumps and sweat and Mounika was all, kisses, shrieks and claws. He waited for her to come in shuddering joy and he followed suit soon after in filling his possibly future mother in law. Mounika and Prakash dressed up quickly. Mounika waited for a while till the flush in her face was not obvious. They had a quick passionate kiss before going downstairs to meet Divya.
Divya looked at Mounika anxiously wanting to know the result of their discussion. She had been losing patience as they had taken a little over three quarters of an hour. Little did she realise that she had been standing guard for her son and her friend to have a fantastic fornication session.
“So Mouni, what did he say,” she asked with trepidation.
“Your son has filled me with happiness,” she smiled. “Two times to be exact,” she thought to herself impishly.
Divya’s face too brightened in happiness. “You are okay with this,” Divya asked her son happily.
“It was much more than okay,” Prakash said looking at Mounika meaningfully. Mounika blushed knowing what he really was meaning.
“What?” his mother asked in confusion.
“No Ma, I meant I’m more than okay with the suggestion but it would only be with Sandhya’s full acceptance. No one should force her.”
“You meet her, get to know her well, she’ll definitely not be able to resist you,” Divya said very confident in her son’s charm and good looks.
“Even a married lady like me couldn’t resist him Divya, how would my daughter be able to do so,” Mounika mused.
It felt strange to her that she was preparing to share Prakash with her daughter. Or rather truth be said after her daughter’s marriage to Prakash she still wanted a share of her daughter’s husband. A dirty thought entered her mind. The same cock that enters her daughter’s vagina would also be invading hers. That lovably rascal Prakash would probably relish that. Rather than some unknown woman taking Prakash as her own at least let it be her daughter. Maybe her jealousy won’t be so great then. When her own flesh and blood carries Prakash’s progeny she would at least vicariously feel she was carrying it herself.
The subject of the three people’s thought and discussion was right at that moment was on all fours on the edge of a bed. Sandhya’s lover, Rajesh was standing on the floor and holding her hips as he slammed his condom covered cock into her pussy. This was their second round of sex. His cock though not as impressive as Prakash’s was still more than adequate in giving her pleasure.
“Come on baby, fuck me, fuck hard,” She exhorted her lover’s further efforts.
Rajesh was slamming in his cock as hard as he could. Her cunt lips were being dragged in and out as he fucked this libidinous rich bitch. Sandhya had been this highly aroused because of her suspicion that her mother was getting another piece of hard meat on the side. She closed her eyes and tried to imagine who it could be that was plunging his penis into her mother’s cunt as Rajesh’s cock went in and out of her pussy. She tried to think of the most handsome men in her parent’s circle of friends. Nobody less would have been able to seduce her mom.
Could it be uncle Gautham? Maybe uncle Sanjay? She couldn’t really guess. Maybe it was just a call boy? Nah, her mother won’t go so cheap. Besides she was still so beautiful that she could have a pick of any man she wants, even young men. Oh yes, maybe that is it, the thought stuck in her. Maybe her mother’s lover was much younger to her. This was so deliciously dirty. Imagine a young virile hunk fucking her mother and her mother making love to that man very passionately. That very thought sent Sandhya into a minor orgasm. Maybe somebody as young as Rajesh. Now who among the people they know has that potential. Could it be that … Prakash… God he was so handsome. She even felt a little jealous if it was to be him. She was attracted to Prakash but he had showed no interest in her. She imagined Prakash shoving his large cock into her mom’s pussy as she was in the same position she was with Rajesh now. Of course, he would have a large and juicy one, she imagined. The manliness and virility he exuded suggested that as to be obvious. Imagine her mother moaning and spasming as Prakash fucked her. Sandhya closed her eyes as she shook violently in a massive orgasm. Rajesh who had been holding off with difficulty for some time now gratefully shot his own semen into the condom. He didn’t realise it then his dreams of making Sandhya fall in love with him and marry him was going to remain just that. That is only a dream.
Dharana and Vajendra were in deep conversation. “Lekha is not involved in Vinod’s murder in any way, anyway that is the impression I got when questioning her,” said Dharana to Vajendra.
“That is what I’m thinking too sir, first seeing her nervousness I thought maybe she knew more than she is letting on but later listening to her I changed my mind.
“The nervousness Vajendra is just the fear that this would lead to her husband finding out about her adultery.”
“That is what I don’t understand sir. These women like, Lekha and that Premavathi have everything they want. More than that they have their husbands for their sexual needs yet they sleep around with other men. At least this Lekha was sleeping with Vinod alone but that Premavathi has even set up a love nest for her illict sexual activities. That woman has got no morals, no shame,” Vajendra’s voice betrayed his vehement disapproval of these two women’s behaviour.
Dharana laughed out annoying Vajendra further. He looked at Vajendra kindly. Vajendra had the reputation for strictness and honesty. He was also socially very conservative, quite straightlaced in his outlook and had set himself and believed that everyone should have a high moral code of conduct. The pace at which societal norms are evolving is sometimes very bewildering to him. He should have been born fifty years before this Dharana thought to himself with amusement.
“Things are not like before Vajendra, don’t let that affect you too much. Behaviour of men and women are going to be changing even more rapidly in the near future. Getting upset about it is not going to help.”
“Why sir, why should it be so. To be honest this is the first case that I am dealing with that involves people in high level of society and frankly I find their behaviour disgusting.”
This is simply the way he is, Dharana concluded, he is not going to change his views so he decided to change the subject. “Really, you didn’t have any cases involving rich people before?”
“Yes sir, my earlier cases involving human relationships were all related to people in the middle and lower classes of society. It would be someone who causes problems to the girl’s family because of one sided love, or a girl eloping with the wrong type of men who after using her sells her to prostitution, things like that.”
“I see. You never came across any case where a person cheated on the spouse?”
“There was sir but usually it would be complaint against the man for negligence of the family because he had illegally set up another family.”
Are you sure? No cases where women in the middle classes who cheats on her husband?”
Vajendra was uncomfortable in this line of questioning by his ACP. “There were cases sir where in one case the stupid woman eloped with her lover leaving her husband and children behind. In another extreme case the woman along with her lover murdered the husband and disposed of the body, of course they were caught. But at least sir even in these cases we could understand to a certain level their reasons for action. The women though completely wrong, had at least fallen in love and had therefore fallen prey to the men. These high society women are doing it just for fun.”
“Things have changed and is continuing to do so Vajendra. It’s not only rich people but even more and more people in other levels of society are getting involved in casual relationships.”
“I can see that sir, that what’s painful to see. Why is this happening more frequently nowadays?
Dharana could see that Vajendra was perplexed.
“Society has changed Vajendra. There had never been opportunities like now for bad behaviour to happen. Joint families are rapidly diminishing and no older people at home like some sort of moral guardians. Those days all the neighbours knew each other so no one would dare do anything illicit in their own homes, nowadays a lot of families live in flats and apartments were our neighbours are strangers to us. Man and wife both go to work and when they return in the evening go straight inside their house being too tired to socialise.”
Vajendra nodded seeing the validity of his ACP’s points. “I understand sir but then why should they still cheat on the person they love and got married to.”
“Look around you Vajendra, see how people’s behaviour has changed. Those days men and women were rarely friends or got to socialise together. Even if they were, when they meet they would stand a few feet away when greeting each other. Nowadays a hug is an accepted way of greeting between close friends. Women have become desensitized to the touch of a man other than their husbands. Agreed in most cases it is a very innocent and sincere greeting between close and true friends but in a few cases it is misused by men who have other motives.”
Vajendra was listening intently to what Dharana was saying. Seeing the concentration on Vajendra face Dharana smiled to ease the tension.
“I’m not saying I’m absolutely right in every ting I’m saying, it’s just my conclusion based on my personal observations and understandings.”
“You can see Vajendra it’s so easy for even strangers to become friends because of the social medium. This could never happen before. So many women become trapped here. Many start a casual friendly communication with men whose background and motives they hardly know. Their intention is merely to have a friend and nothing more than that. This is where it gets dangerous when the man has other intentions in this. A man and a woman getting opportunity to spend a lot of time together is oftentimes very dangerous, even if that time is at a distance and is only through their mobiles or computers. More often than not eventually they’ll end up meeting in person.”
Dharana was more worldly wise in this type of matters. He has seen way more than Vajendra on these things happening then Vajendra has.
“If that man can carry on an interesting and humorous communication a natural liking and closeness develops. The next dangerous phase is eventually the two will start sharing personal issues. The woman involved in this is usually but not always someone who is neglected, who has a lot of free time or who is bored and looking for some excitement in life. There are plenty of men who are sexual predators whose ultimate goal is getting those women into their beds. If the woman happens to be married then the conquest is doubly thrilling. Now this is happening in all levels in society.”
“So Vajendra not just the woman is to be blamed but also the men.”
“I know sir, and it is so sad. These women either seek on their own or are pushed into seeking pleasure from someone else.”
“The funny thing is Vajendra, half the time the seducers are no better lovers than their own husbands or boyfriends. It is just the thrill of it and the sinful nature of the sex makes it seem more enjoyable than it actually is.”
Vajendra just shook his head as if he was having difficulty in wrapping his mind around it.
“Anyway, we have digressed much from the case. We can almost rule out Lekha’s husband Rakesh as being involved in this. We have been observing him for one week now and he seems to be busy with his party duties and he seems relaxed, smiling and happy. Not at all like a man who is aware his wife had been having sex with another man without his knowledge.”
“Yes sir, also Lekha really didn’t know much about Vinod and she definitely had nothing to do with his murder. She was so relieved sir when you finally told her that we would try our utmost not to drag her involvement with Vinod into the case.”
“She was, wasn’t she,” Dharana smiled. “No point in getting her marriage into trouble unnecessarily. We can’t be acting like the moral security officer. She’s not the first and certainly won’t be the last wife to cheat on her husband. But the people who murdered Vinod knew about the affair. They have used this to kill him. They must have observed his routines for a long time. Probably this was the only place he went on a set routine, all alone and to a lonely place. His lust in wanting to sleep with a high society woman has cost his life.”
“What about Manohar sir, would he have hired someone to kill Vinod thinking he had slept with his wife?”
“No highly unlikely. Padmavathi is probably sleeping with half a dozen men. If he needed to eliminate his wife’s lovers he would have a few more murders to go. Premavathi’s involvement is also only incidental. It was just that her place was used for the sexual rendezvous.”
“So, this was no lead at all, we are back to square one.”
“Vinod was a criminal. He was suspected of killing almost a dozen men. I’m not too bothered about solving his murder Vajendra. My concern is it does not start a gang war and create danger for the public and a headache for us. We need to see that this is contained.”
“But still we need to solve this if we can shouldn’t we?”
“We will certainly try Vajendra. It’s been just about a week since the murder but already there is no reports on this in the media. Typical isn’t it. In these fast times of instant news this murder is already something of the past and is not in the people’s attention.”
“So, what do we do now sir?”
“We keep a tight watch over both Balveer and Gowranga gangs. My hunch is it has somehow gang related to them. We are at a dead end, hope something breaks open.
Prakash and Mounika were fucking in a sitting position. He grabbed her rounded soft buttocks and pulled her in as close to his body as possible. His hard cock was pushed into her till no part of his stalk was visible outside. Her breasts were pressed splashed on to his muscular chest. Mounika had both her arms fully around his neck. They kissed passionately. Every now and then lips parted from each other a couple of inches before they enjoined once more with their tongues leading the way. Their sloppy kiss causing a generous exchange of saliva. Mounika could feel his cock twitch in her wet sheath that gripped it tightly milking it. There was just unadulterated lust in her now. Lust for the virile young hunk of a man. Lust for the untold amount of pure pleasure his hard flesh was causing to flood her whole body.
She buried her face in his neck and spoke to him. She was panting and her words came in short gasps. “Your mum wants you to marry Sandhya.”
Prakash enjoyed the sounds of her moans as he pulled her in and out by her fleshy buttocks. “I want you more than your daughter.”
Mounika licked his neck and then nibbled it. “I want you to be mine too not my daughters.”
“Are you jealous of your daughter baby.”
“I’ll be jealous of whichever girl who is with you.”
They continued to fuck furiously. He quickly turned her over so that he was on top of her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him against her soft body. She relished lying crushed beneath the manly body of her lover. Every time his not pole slid in and out of her wet honey pot a bit more of her body and soul became his to command.
“Fuck me honey.. fuck me always. No matter who is your wife I want to be your fuck doll.”
Mounika was beyond caring if her loud moans can be heard by his mother. “Is it okay with you if I marry Sandhya?”
Their bodies rubbing against each other was pushing their joy higher and higher. “Do you want to marry my daughter?” Mounika asked in surprise as Prakash had never indicated any such interest before.
“Yes, because it gives me the opportunity to be with you without raising suspicions.”
Mounika was in heaven because Prakash’s interest in any woman, even her own daughter was because of Prakash’s desire to be with her. But her motherly instinct was also in place.
“I don’t want my daughter to have a loveless married life. I know the loneliness first hand.”
Prakash bent down and took her nipple in his mouth and sucked it hard a few times. “mmhhaa.. mmhhhaa…” Mounika gasped and moaned. Her slammed into his waist fast a few times.
“You think your daughter is not going to be happy with me,” he grinned.
Knowing he was mocking her she bit him lightly on his cheek. “I’m not talking about sex, I know she’ll be in heaven, just don’t neglect her.”
“No, I won’t neglect her and you.” She was thrilled that she was always going to be a part of his plans.
There was no more time for words, only time for moans and cries of pleasure. He fucked fast and frantically knowing they had already taken too much time. Prakash was all humps, grumps and sweat and Mounika was all, kisses, shrieks and claws. He waited for her to come in shuddering joy and he followed suit soon after in filling his possibly future mother in law. Mounika and Prakash dressed up quickly. Mounika waited for a while till the flush in her face was not obvious. They had a quick passionate kiss before going downstairs to meet Divya.
Divya looked at Mounika anxiously wanting to know the result of their discussion. She had been losing patience as they had taken a little over three quarters of an hour. Little did she realise that she had been standing guard for her son and her friend to have a fantastic fornication session.
“So Mouni, what did he say,” she asked with trepidation.
“Your son has filled me with happiness,” she smiled. “Two times to be exact,” she thought to herself impishly.
Divya’s face too brightened in happiness. “You are okay with this,” Divya asked her son happily.
“It was much more than okay,” Prakash said looking at Mounika meaningfully. Mounika blushed knowing what he really was meaning.
“What?” his mother asked in confusion.
“No Ma, I meant I’m more than okay with the suggestion but it would only be with Sandhya’s full acceptance. No one should force her.”
“You meet her, get to know her well, she’ll definitely not be able to resist you,” Divya said very confident in her son’s charm and good looks.
“Even a married lady like me couldn’t resist him Divya, how would my daughter be able to do so,” Mounika mused.
It felt strange to her that she was preparing to share Prakash with her daughter. Or rather truth be said after her daughter’s marriage to Prakash she still wanted a share of her daughter’s husband. A dirty thought entered her mind. The same cock that enters her daughter’s vagina would also be invading hers. That lovably rascal Prakash would probably relish that. Rather than some unknown woman taking Prakash as her own at least let it be her daughter. Maybe her jealousy won’t be so great then. When her own flesh and blood carries Prakash’s progeny she would at least vicariously feel she was carrying it herself.
The subject of the three people’s thought and discussion was right at that moment was on all fours on the edge of a bed. Sandhya’s lover, Rajesh was standing on the floor and holding her hips as he slammed his condom covered cock into her pussy. This was their second round of sex. His cock though not as impressive as Prakash’s was still more than adequate in giving her pleasure.
“Come on baby, fuck me, fuck hard,” She exhorted her lover’s further efforts.
Rajesh was slamming in his cock as hard as he could. Her cunt lips were being dragged in and out as he fucked this libidinous rich bitch. Sandhya had been this highly aroused because of her suspicion that her mother was getting another piece of hard meat on the side. She closed her eyes and tried to imagine who it could be that was plunging his penis into her mother’s cunt as Rajesh’s cock went in and out of her pussy. She tried to think of the most handsome men in her parent’s circle of friends. Nobody less would have been able to seduce her mom.
Could it be uncle Gautham? Maybe uncle Sanjay? She couldn’t really guess. Maybe it was just a call boy? Nah, her mother won’t go so cheap. Besides she was still so beautiful that she could have a pick of any man she wants, even young men. Oh yes, maybe that is it, the thought stuck in her. Maybe her mother’s lover was much younger to her. This was so deliciously dirty. Imagine a young virile hunk fucking her mother and her mother making love to that man very passionately. That very thought sent Sandhya into a minor orgasm. Maybe somebody as young as Rajesh. Now who among the people they know has that potential. Could it be that … Prakash… God he was so handsome. She even felt a little jealous if it was to be him. She was attracted to Prakash but he had showed no interest in her. She imagined Prakash shoving his large cock into her mom’s pussy as she was in the same position she was with Rajesh now. Of course, he would have a large and juicy one, she imagined. The manliness and virility he exuded suggested that as to be obvious. Imagine her mother moaning and spasming as Prakash fucked her. Sandhya closed her eyes as she shook violently in a massive orgasm. Rajesh who had been holding off with difficulty for some time now gratefully shot his own semen into the condom. He didn’t realise it then his dreams of making Sandhya fall in love with him and marry him was going to remain just that. That is only a dream.
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