24-08-2021, 09:21 PM
Episode 22
Poorvith was in an earnest conversation with his parents. They were surprised and slightly taken aback by what he was saying to them. As for Poorvith since his relationship with Neela was known to her brother Inspector Vajendra he felt he could not delay informing his parents about his love for Neela. Unlike some rich family playboy, he was not someone who was taking advantage of an ordinary family girl. He was very serious about his relationship with Neela.
“This is all very sudden Poorith, you never gave any indication of this before, asked his perplexed father.
“I waited till I was sure of my own feelings before telling you this dad. You know me, I’m not one who makes any rash decisions.”
That’s very true Jayakar conceded to himself about his son. Though Sandhya was his pet he always had a bit of worry about her. She was the one who would rebel and go against their wishes and some of her habits and the circle of friends she had was less than savoury. But Poorvith was all he would want in a son. Intelligent, responsible, hard-working, disciplined and well behaved. Poorvith had already shown his capabilities when given important responsibilities in the business. He has shown himself to be well equipped to run the vast business organisation one day. He was also keenly aware that his son had a determined streak in him very much like himself. Once he had made up his mind you were not going to persuade him otherwise. He had hoped that Poorvith would find a girl with strong business connections but he seemed to have settled on a girl from a middle-class background.
“I know son and I’m not going to disrespect your feelings and emotions. I just want you to consider all aspects before you make a final decision.”
Poorvith was not entirely clear what his father meant and so he sought to clarify. “Why dad, I’m not able to fathom what your concerns are?”
Jayakar looked at his son who was looking at him with a furrowed brow. Mounika had been silent so far just observing the interaction between the father and the son. “Think about your girlfriend’s situation. Being among our circle of society could be daunting for her. You know how cynical and cruel some among our so-called friends could be. Would your Neela be able to cope? Would she be under constant stress and therefore miserable?”
This was the same worry Vajendra had thought Poorvith. Maybe older people with their greater experiences in life could foresee problems ahead that young people like them who are ruled by emotions could see. “No dad, you don’t know Neela. She is smart, strong of character and the thing I like most about her, her empathy and ingrained kindness to others .. and with all that beauty to match.”
“Really? Is she beautiful? I like to see her,” Mounika spoke now, rather excitedly.
Jayakar smiled at his wife’s reaction. Women he thought as he shook his head. “Looks like you’ve won your mother’s approval. Okay, why don’t you bring her over soon. Let us all meet her.”
Poorvith smiled in happiness as he looked at his mom fondly. “Sure dad, I’ll arrange it soon as possible.”
“Let it be somewhere outside. She may get intimidated coming here for the first time,” Mounika interjected.
Poorvith looked at his mother gratefully. Women understand the reactions and emotions of other women better. He was very pleased his mother was making an effort to make Neela feel comfortable.
“Of course, I’ve told Neela that everything will happen only after Sandhya’s marriage. I hear there is something afoot there? Poorvith said, half question and half statement.
“Your right Poorvith. Your mom and aunty Divya are trying to match make Sandhya with Divya aunty’s son Prakash.”
Poorvith saw his mother smile fondly on hearing what his father said. What Poorvith didn’t know was the fondness in his mother’s face was caused on her hearing her young lover’s name. She was looking forward to lying in her young lover’s strong arms again. It had now been more than a week since she and Prakash had made love. She found herself yearning for his embrace again. She had not looked forward for sex like this since the early years of her marriage and to be quite honest even at that time not this much as she needed now. Her husband was off on one of his business trips the next day evening and that will pave the way for her and Prakash to frolic in bed once more.
That night when Jayakar and Mounika retired to bed Jayakar indicated he wanted sex with his wife. Normally Mounika looked forward to this once or twice a month mood for sex of her husband but now there was something better waiting for her and she was not really looking forward to it. But if she were to reject her husband’s overture it may cause unnecessary problems or even raise suspicions though that didn’t seem likely. She had to respond and so she turned around to face her husband. Jayakar looked at the still beautiful face of his wife. She had aged so well that it hardly showed he thought. He was proud that he had a wife who looked so good even at her late forties. But now the much younger faces of his ‘personal assistants’ like Shilpa was more alluring for him. On his next trip there was a very attractive executive in their overseas office called Susan who would be sharing his bed when he was there. He looked forward to that. But now he would have to do his duty as a husband. He had to take care of his wife at least once or twice a month otherwise she may get overly frustrated. What he didn’t know was his wife was never going to lack for sex anymore when he wasn’t there. She had a handsome and virile young lover who transported her to heights of delight that even he had never taken his wife to.
Man and wife kissed passionately as they embraced tightly while sprawling on their luxurious bed. Jayakar sucked on his wife’s still firm breast as he fingered her pussy. He got her sufficiently aroused so that she was wet enough to take in his penis. Mounika sucked her husband’s cock for a minute or two to get him into the mood to fuck quickly. He got in between his wife’s open thighs and rubbed the head of his cock on her wet slit. She took his stem in her fingers and lodged the bulbous head of his cock in her pussy entrance. She closed her eyes as her husband’s cock entered in. She gasped as she imagined it was Prakash’s thick phallus that was searing into her cunt. Jayakar felt his wife’s pussy walls grip his flesh. He imagined it was the tighter grip of Susan’s cunt that was gripping his cock. As they fucked they each imagined they were doing it with their lover rather than their spouse. Ironically this helped both of them to achieve their orgasm. But for both of them this was the trailer. The main show was awaiting them both two days later.
Prakash gripped Premavathi by her hair as her head bobbed up and down over his groin. He looked at her red lips gliding up and down his bulging stem, coating it with her saliva as she sucked his cock. She was an expert cock sucker with her skills honed by sucking many cocks .. exclusively young cocks. She had a finger in his butt hole as she sucked his cock. Even for a cock as thick as his she was expert enough to see that she did not scbang his flesh with her teeth. Here was a professional showing all her skills in pleasing a man with her mouth. Good as this was Prakash still liked the more amateur skills of Mounika. Was it because of how much more beautiful she was or was it because she was thought to be a faithful and unattainable wife of a business tycoon. But no matter how elegant, posh or sophisticated a woman was, in bed when in the grip of passion she was just another horny woman who would lay on her back with legs wide open crudely inviting her lover to fuck her precious tight cunt. Prema took her mouth off his cock and looked at his cock that was dripping with her saliva.
She looked at her lover and asked,” I’ve been sucking for almost twenty minutes now. Don’t you ever feel like coming?”
“No .. why do you want to stop?”
“Not really .. I’ll suck as long as you want but your cock deserves a prize for its stamina,” Prema said sexily.
“Your wet married cunt is all the prize it needs,” Prakash said teasingly.
Prakash referring to her cunt as married cunt gave Prema an idea. “I know what this deserves,” She said as she took of her mangalsutra from her neck. She wound the chain of her symbol of marriage around his proudly jutting cock. She stroked his cock as she said,” this strong manhood as conquered this married woman.
Prakash’s though immediately went to Yogeshvar. What if he could see his wife disrespecting this symbol of their marriage like this. He had seen Yogeshvar a few times and had never liked him but now he felt a tinge of sympathy for him. How unfortunate that he had got such a slut as his wife. This was why Mounika was special. She would never disrespect her husband like this. Therein was the extra kick for Prakash. A woman who would respect her husband so much but in spite of that would overcome all her reluctance and passionately make love to him and give herself wholeheartedly.
“Suck my cock now you bitch, I’ve a mind to take a video of this and send it to your husband.”
Prema stopped sucking and grinned at him. “Either his heart would burst or his cock would harden and burst out of his pants.”
“Why is Yogeshvar a cuckold,” Prakash asked.
“Don’t know .. maybe I should try to find out. Then you can fuck me as he watches us and shags off,” She laughed.
“There are no greater bitches than married bitches like you,” Prakash laughed.
“You young bucks love fucking us married bitches the way we love fucking you especially older woman like us,” Prema retorted.
“Yes, you experienced cunts are good in bed,” he said as he pulled her up to him and kissed her.
“We are, aren’t we,” Prema said as she kissed him back passionately.
She got on top of him and held his ramrod straight cock at the entrance of her pussy as she sat on him. “Uff, how thick you are … my pussy has never been stretched as much as this before.”
“But does it feel good being stretched like this,” Prakash said teasingly.
“It feels wonderful. Every wife should have a lover on the side with a cock like this. Husband’s cock for regular fun and lover’s cock for special treat once in a while.”
“Prema, if all women were like you then there won’t be any chaste women left.”
“Most women would want this but are too afraid to go for it. You really wouldn’t know how many women on seeing a hunk like you would wonder in their minds how it would be to get fucked by you even while they are holding their ordinary husband’s hand.”
“Enough talk woman, let’s fuck and make sure you bring the other bitch Lekha next week. I’ll tear both your cunts at the same time.”
Prema started riding him fast, breasts jangling as she heaved up and down on him. Prakash grabbed her breasts and kneaded them.
“Sssss… that’s it baby … suck my tits.”
“Ahhh… fuck me baby… harder… Ohhh..”
Prema came “… AArrghhhh….. “She rested a few seconds and then moved again.
“Yess… more… more…”
They were drenched in sweat now and still they fucked. She came again and could move no more.
He got on top of her and started humping her. She was aroused again. “God this hunk’s stamina,” Prema thought to herself,” he’s a real stallion.” She wrapped her legs around his waist. She had her eyes closed, her mouth was open, gasping.. whimpering… groaning… She was not aware her nails were digging painfully into his back. She was riding another wave towards its crest. He pumped hard, every now and then devouring her lips. Every time she spasmed her cunt muscles would squeeze and milk his hard flesh but still he refused to come. He was giving Prema a fuck she would never forget.
“No more… no more…. I can’t take it,” She surrendered,” AAAAhhhhhh……,” She came again when she thought it was not possible and finally he gushed into her with a roar. They lay there out of breath but sated and in heaven.
Deepa looked at the rugged man in front of her. For the first time in her life she was seeing a naked man other than her husband Gowranga. Her eyes shyly looked at his erect manhood that was soon to take her to new pleasures. She was not disappointed, what she saw pleased her. She was also shyly aware that his eyes too were taking in her nakedness. She hoped what he saw pleased him too. It had only been a week since they had exchanged numbers in that shop but she had succumbed to him so fast. What could not be denied was that she was ripe to be plucked too. What was both dangerous and exciting was is that she was going to cheat her husband in his own bed. Arun walked up to her, his erect cock swaying gently as he walked.
Poorvith was in an earnest conversation with his parents. They were surprised and slightly taken aback by what he was saying to them. As for Poorvith since his relationship with Neela was known to her brother Inspector Vajendra he felt he could not delay informing his parents about his love for Neela. Unlike some rich family playboy, he was not someone who was taking advantage of an ordinary family girl. He was very serious about his relationship with Neela.
“This is all very sudden Poorith, you never gave any indication of this before, asked his perplexed father.
“I waited till I was sure of my own feelings before telling you this dad. You know me, I’m not one who makes any rash decisions.”
That’s very true Jayakar conceded to himself about his son. Though Sandhya was his pet he always had a bit of worry about her. She was the one who would rebel and go against their wishes and some of her habits and the circle of friends she had was less than savoury. But Poorvith was all he would want in a son. Intelligent, responsible, hard-working, disciplined and well behaved. Poorvith had already shown his capabilities when given important responsibilities in the business. He has shown himself to be well equipped to run the vast business organisation one day. He was also keenly aware that his son had a determined streak in him very much like himself. Once he had made up his mind you were not going to persuade him otherwise. He had hoped that Poorvith would find a girl with strong business connections but he seemed to have settled on a girl from a middle-class background.
“I know son and I’m not going to disrespect your feelings and emotions. I just want you to consider all aspects before you make a final decision.”
Poorvith was not entirely clear what his father meant and so he sought to clarify. “Why dad, I’m not able to fathom what your concerns are?”
Jayakar looked at his son who was looking at him with a furrowed brow. Mounika had been silent so far just observing the interaction between the father and the son. “Think about your girlfriend’s situation. Being among our circle of society could be daunting for her. You know how cynical and cruel some among our so-called friends could be. Would your Neela be able to cope? Would she be under constant stress and therefore miserable?”
This was the same worry Vajendra had thought Poorvith. Maybe older people with their greater experiences in life could foresee problems ahead that young people like them who are ruled by emotions could see. “No dad, you don’t know Neela. She is smart, strong of character and the thing I like most about her, her empathy and ingrained kindness to others .. and with all that beauty to match.”
“Really? Is she beautiful? I like to see her,” Mounika spoke now, rather excitedly.
Jayakar smiled at his wife’s reaction. Women he thought as he shook his head. “Looks like you’ve won your mother’s approval. Okay, why don’t you bring her over soon. Let us all meet her.”
Poorvith smiled in happiness as he looked at his mom fondly. “Sure dad, I’ll arrange it soon as possible.”
“Let it be somewhere outside. She may get intimidated coming here for the first time,” Mounika interjected.
Poorvith looked at his mother gratefully. Women understand the reactions and emotions of other women better. He was very pleased his mother was making an effort to make Neela feel comfortable.
“Of course, I’ve told Neela that everything will happen only after Sandhya’s marriage. I hear there is something afoot there? Poorvith said, half question and half statement.
“Your right Poorvith. Your mom and aunty Divya are trying to match make Sandhya with Divya aunty’s son Prakash.”
Poorvith saw his mother smile fondly on hearing what his father said. What Poorvith didn’t know was the fondness in his mother’s face was caused on her hearing her young lover’s name. She was looking forward to lying in her young lover’s strong arms again. It had now been more than a week since she and Prakash had made love. She found herself yearning for his embrace again. She had not looked forward for sex like this since the early years of her marriage and to be quite honest even at that time not this much as she needed now. Her husband was off on one of his business trips the next day evening and that will pave the way for her and Prakash to frolic in bed once more.
That night when Jayakar and Mounika retired to bed Jayakar indicated he wanted sex with his wife. Normally Mounika looked forward to this once or twice a month mood for sex of her husband but now there was something better waiting for her and she was not really looking forward to it. But if she were to reject her husband’s overture it may cause unnecessary problems or even raise suspicions though that didn’t seem likely. She had to respond and so she turned around to face her husband. Jayakar looked at the still beautiful face of his wife. She had aged so well that it hardly showed he thought. He was proud that he had a wife who looked so good even at her late forties. But now the much younger faces of his ‘personal assistants’ like Shilpa was more alluring for him. On his next trip there was a very attractive executive in their overseas office called Susan who would be sharing his bed when he was there. He looked forward to that. But now he would have to do his duty as a husband. He had to take care of his wife at least once or twice a month otherwise she may get overly frustrated. What he didn’t know was his wife was never going to lack for sex anymore when he wasn’t there. She had a handsome and virile young lover who transported her to heights of delight that even he had never taken his wife to.
Man and wife kissed passionately as they embraced tightly while sprawling on their luxurious bed. Jayakar sucked on his wife’s still firm breast as he fingered her pussy. He got her sufficiently aroused so that she was wet enough to take in his penis. Mounika sucked her husband’s cock for a minute or two to get him into the mood to fuck quickly. He got in between his wife’s open thighs and rubbed the head of his cock on her wet slit. She took his stem in her fingers and lodged the bulbous head of his cock in her pussy entrance. She closed her eyes as her husband’s cock entered in. She gasped as she imagined it was Prakash’s thick phallus that was searing into her cunt. Jayakar felt his wife’s pussy walls grip his flesh. He imagined it was the tighter grip of Susan’s cunt that was gripping his cock. As they fucked they each imagined they were doing it with their lover rather than their spouse. Ironically this helped both of them to achieve their orgasm. But for both of them this was the trailer. The main show was awaiting them both two days later.
Prakash gripped Premavathi by her hair as her head bobbed up and down over his groin. He looked at her red lips gliding up and down his bulging stem, coating it with her saliva as she sucked his cock. She was an expert cock sucker with her skills honed by sucking many cocks .. exclusively young cocks. She had a finger in his butt hole as she sucked his cock. Even for a cock as thick as his she was expert enough to see that she did not scbang his flesh with her teeth. Here was a professional showing all her skills in pleasing a man with her mouth. Good as this was Prakash still liked the more amateur skills of Mounika. Was it because of how much more beautiful she was or was it because she was thought to be a faithful and unattainable wife of a business tycoon. But no matter how elegant, posh or sophisticated a woman was, in bed when in the grip of passion she was just another horny woman who would lay on her back with legs wide open crudely inviting her lover to fuck her precious tight cunt. Prema took her mouth off his cock and looked at his cock that was dripping with her saliva.
She looked at her lover and asked,” I’ve been sucking for almost twenty minutes now. Don’t you ever feel like coming?”
“No .. why do you want to stop?”
“Not really .. I’ll suck as long as you want but your cock deserves a prize for its stamina,” Prema said sexily.
“Your wet married cunt is all the prize it needs,” Prakash said teasingly.
Prakash referring to her cunt as married cunt gave Prema an idea. “I know what this deserves,” She said as she took of her mangalsutra from her neck. She wound the chain of her symbol of marriage around his proudly jutting cock. She stroked his cock as she said,” this strong manhood as conquered this married woman.
Prakash’s though immediately went to Yogeshvar. What if he could see his wife disrespecting this symbol of their marriage like this. He had seen Yogeshvar a few times and had never liked him but now he felt a tinge of sympathy for him. How unfortunate that he had got such a slut as his wife. This was why Mounika was special. She would never disrespect her husband like this. Therein was the extra kick for Prakash. A woman who would respect her husband so much but in spite of that would overcome all her reluctance and passionately make love to him and give herself wholeheartedly.
“Suck my cock now you bitch, I’ve a mind to take a video of this and send it to your husband.”
Prema stopped sucking and grinned at him. “Either his heart would burst or his cock would harden and burst out of his pants.”
“Why is Yogeshvar a cuckold,” Prakash asked.
“Don’t know .. maybe I should try to find out. Then you can fuck me as he watches us and shags off,” She laughed.
“There are no greater bitches than married bitches like you,” Prakash laughed.
“You young bucks love fucking us married bitches the way we love fucking you especially older woman like us,” Prema retorted.
“Yes, you experienced cunts are good in bed,” he said as he pulled her up to him and kissed her.
“We are, aren’t we,” Prema said as she kissed him back passionately.
She got on top of him and held his ramrod straight cock at the entrance of her pussy as she sat on him. “Uff, how thick you are … my pussy has never been stretched as much as this before.”
“But does it feel good being stretched like this,” Prakash said teasingly.
“It feels wonderful. Every wife should have a lover on the side with a cock like this. Husband’s cock for regular fun and lover’s cock for special treat once in a while.”
“Prema, if all women were like you then there won’t be any chaste women left.”
“Most women would want this but are too afraid to go for it. You really wouldn’t know how many women on seeing a hunk like you would wonder in their minds how it would be to get fucked by you even while they are holding their ordinary husband’s hand.”
“Enough talk woman, let’s fuck and make sure you bring the other bitch Lekha next week. I’ll tear both your cunts at the same time.”
Prema started riding him fast, breasts jangling as she heaved up and down on him. Prakash grabbed her breasts and kneaded them.
“Sssss… that’s it baby … suck my tits.”
“Ahhh… fuck me baby… harder… Ohhh..”
Prema came “… AArrghhhh….. “She rested a few seconds and then moved again.
“Yess… more… more…”
They were drenched in sweat now and still they fucked. She came again and could move no more.
He got on top of her and started humping her. She was aroused again. “God this hunk’s stamina,” Prema thought to herself,” he’s a real stallion.” She wrapped her legs around his waist. She had her eyes closed, her mouth was open, gasping.. whimpering… groaning… She was not aware her nails were digging painfully into his back. She was riding another wave towards its crest. He pumped hard, every now and then devouring her lips. Every time she spasmed her cunt muscles would squeeze and milk his hard flesh but still he refused to come. He was giving Prema a fuck she would never forget.
“No more… no more…. I can’t take it,” She surrendered,” AAAAhhhhhh……,” She came again when she thought it was not possible and finally he gushed into her with a roar. They lay there out of breath but sated and in heaven.
Deepa looked at the rugged man in front of her. For the first time in her life she was seeing a naked man other than her husband Gowranga. Her eyes shyly looked at his erect manhood that was soon to take her to new pleasures. She was not disappointed, what she saw pleased her. She was also shyly aware that his eyes too were taking in her nakedness. She hoped what he saw pleased him too. It had only been a week since they had exchanged numbers in that shop but she had succumbed to him so fast. What could not be denied was that she was ripe to be plucked too. What was both dangerous and exciting was is that she was going to cheat her husband in his own bed. Arun walked up to her, his erect cock swaying gently as he walked.
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