12-09-2021, 04:44 PM
Episode 27
Lekha could see that Pakesh was clearly upset. Something had been upsetting him the last couple of days. His disquiet was clearly evident to her but she did not probe him on it. If it was any issues about his candidacy then let him come out with it first she decided to herself. As far as she was concerned there could not be any major problems in it. He was in the good books of both his party leader and that of the leader of the major party in the coalition. She let him be in his morose mood till she couldn’t take it anymore.
“Come on Rakesh out with it. You’ve been under this sullen mood for too long. What’s the problem? Maybe I can give some suggestions,” She finally burst out.
“Has it been so obvious Lekha? I didn’t want you to get worried, that’s why I didn’t mention about it for so long.”
“I’m your wife. You can open up to me. I’m here for you to share in all your problems.”
Rakesh sighed deeply before he spoke. “You know dear that I was not the favourite to get the position of youth wing leader.”
“That’s an old story, what about it now?”
“Well my rival’s supporters think that I had a hand in his son getting into trouble with the security officer on drug charges. That’s was what ultimately forced him to resign from the party.”
“Who cares what they think. You are the youth chief now and that is all that matters,” Lekha said haughtily. “By the way did you have anything to with the drug case? Lekha asked acting innocent.
Rakesh hesitated, he was a very closed man, even with his own wife. He nodded to himself as if coming to a decision. “Lekha, I don’t know if you had noticed but there was a very rough looking man who used to come here to see me.”
“A rough looking man?? She frowned as if trying very hard to recollect what her husband meant. Seeing how genuine her puzzled look was one would think she had missed what could have been her true career. That is a very fine actress. She was very aware of who her husband was mentioning yet her act completely fooled her husband. This of course was not the only way she had fooled him she had made him wear the horns of a deceived husband.
“Yeah, it’s very likely that you wouldn’t have paid much mind to it,” Rakesh said naively. Not only had his wife noticed him but she had connected intimately with him.
Lekha controlled herself from bursting out in laughter and with a serious face asked her husband,” You really didn’t answer me, did that fellow you mentioned have anything to do with the drug case of your rival’s son?”
Rakesh was not sure how his wife would react if he told her the truth but he decided that it’s about time Lekha knew the whole episode. “Yes Lekha, I arranged the planting of the drugs through the man I mentioned just now.”
“Whaattt??? You did that? Lekha said. Rakesh could not discern if she was shocked or surprised or possibly both.
“I had to Lekha. My rival had more support from the party members. If I did not arrange this I would never have become the youth wing chief. I hope you don’t think badly of me.”
“Badly of you?? No, no, no I’m proud of you. I didn’t think you could act so boldly or decisively. Now that you mention it I seem to recall a tall, well built man coming here to see you. You must have been very satisfied with his service?”
Seeing the muddled look on her husband’s face Lekha quickly continued. “I mean he had done what you wanted him to do to your complete satisfaction didn’t he?”
“Yes Lekha, he was very good in that. He was so clever and discrete that no one in my party suspected this had been a set up.”
“He completely satisfied me in bed too you fool,” Lekha looked at her husband completely covering the feeling of pity she felt for him. “He was very clever and discreet in setting me up as his mistress that you didn’t suspect that he was watering my parched land with his long pipe,” she thought with disdain for her unsuspecting husband.
“It was good that he did what we needed didn’t he,” Lekha said. Vinod had succeeded in getting her husband the post he wanted and had succeeded in getting her and giving her the sexual service she had needed.
“Yes, but some loyalist to my rival are trying to insinuate to my party chief that I had been responsible for the problem and had created a bad name for the party.”
“Forget them dear, what can they do without any proof they would be impotent to do anything about it.” Rakesh seemed to get reassured by Lekha and she could visibly see the confidence seeping back to his face.
You don’t know how potent Vinod’s weapon was Lekha thought to herself as she looked at her unsuspecting cuckolded husband. His length and girth completed filled and stretched my pussy out. My whole body would be flushed red after he finishes pumping my pussy with his big joy stick. He had filled me with pleasure that you can only dream of giving me. It upset me so much that he died. Not because I had any emotional attachment to him but because I was going to be deprived of the immense pleasure he gave me. But now Prema has promised that there was another virile hunk to take over Vinod’s role. That day is just another three days away and I can’t wait.
After their first bout of illicit love making both Prakash and Mounika had cleaned themselves up and had been laying on his bed and talking lovingly to each other. Their talk was interspersed with frequent kisses of passion. Their hands had been busy teasing each other’s body as they cooed to each other like two love birds. Slowly their desires had been reignited. His pole had grown to its full largeness in her soft hand. They were now sprawling this way and that way in the luxurious bed, holding each other in a tight embrace. Their friction of their bodies against each other was causing small streaks of pleasure to pervade their bodies. Their lips were locked in a voracious kiss. Their tongues duelled like two rapiers handled by expert swordsmen.
“Hmm.. mmm… hmmm,” were the only muffled sounds coming out from the locked lips.
Mounika had captured his sturdy thigh by her two legs. The wet slit of her pussy was rubbing against his firm muscles. Her hand was in between their bodies. Her long fingers had encircled his blood engorged thick cock. Her long hair was completely tousled now giving her a wild vampish look. The coolness generated by his air conditioner was no match to the heat generated by the friction of their bodies.
“Oh god baby … your body feels so good…”
“Take my again my love … I’m so wet waiting for your cock….fuck me…”
Mounika was now on top of Prakash. His long shaft was trapped up against his stomach. The opening of her pussy was just placed near the bottom of his cock, just above his balls. As they kissed passionately once more she moved her hips front and back rubbing her slit on the length of his shaft without letting the tip of his cock reaching her entrance. His shaft was now copiously covered by her sticky love fluid. The rubbing of the two sensitive love organs was causing a small bit of foam to appear. Mounika was pleasuring him as she pleasured herself. Prakash hadn’t tasted her love juice yet since she came there. He turned her body around with his strong arms so that her thighs were on either side of his head and her glistening juicy opening was right over his mouth. He ran his tongue over her pussy lips with a broad swipe of his tongue.
“Ohh… baby… ssss….,” Mounika moaned.
Prakash fixed his lips on the opening and slurped her love juice noisily. There was enough of her honey there to fill coat his probing tongue fully.
“AArrr.. ng.. ngg….,” Mounika moaned in pleasure. Her fingers on his cock tightened as she sought to control the pleasure shooting through her body.
She saw the wetness caused by her rubbing pussy on his thigh. She was both embarrassed and aroused by her own wantonness. She couldn’t believe herself that she had turned into so much of a nympho. Not only had she stained his thigh she had done the same to his sex pole. She could see and feel her own stickiness in her fingers.
“Arrr..oohhh..,” She jerked as if prodded by an electric pole as Prakash nibbled and pulled on her clitoris with his lips.
“Ahhh… god ..your killing me…” She whimpered in bliss.
His erect angry looking cock was waiting for her own sweet mouth to engulf it. She didn’t bother to clean it of her own wetness sticking on it. She was too much in the throes of lust for that. Her lips wrapped around his cock head sucking on it hungrily. She stroked his cock as her warm mouth suckled on that hard flesh. Her stroking made him seep his own thin love juice into her swiping tongue.
“Hmm.. aaa… ssss…”
“Ohh ngg.. ngg … annggg….”
Only their muffled moans of pleasure were heard in that quiet room. Along with that the strong odour of sex filled the room and their nostrils heightening their already white-hot feeling of lust. The mature dignified pussy was overflowing into his mouth like that of a pussy of a bitch in heat. The intoxicating taste of that special feminine honey was making Prakash mad with desire. He was aware how precious her nectar was because he was only the second man to whom she had fed it. She would not have flowed into the mouth so copiously even for the rightful owner of the pussy.
Prakash had already come once so he was very much in control as the distinguished Mrs. Monunika Jayakar sucked on his cock like it was the sweetest lollipop. He was sucking and licking hard. The slurping sound he was making could probably be heard beyond the closed bedroom door. Prakash’s mouth was causing her to have several mini orgasms but not yet the big release she sought so much. She was pressing her pussy harder into his mouth. The phone Prakash had placed strategically on the mantle place was continuously recording this depraved act of sinful lust. She had enough trust in him that she had allowed him to persuade her to allow the recording of their sex act. Seeing themselves fucking would be more arousing than any porn films she would have seen he had assured her. Mounika could feel the blissful pressure building in the pit of her stomach and flowing towards her groin. The heavenly release she had sought was soon to come.
“Prakash suck mee…lick me lover… I’m going to come…. Suck me suck me suck me…”
Prakash redoubled his efforts. He could feel the muscles of her thighs quivering. She’s was very close. Prakash sucked hard on her clit.
“Arrggghhhh….. I’m cominggggg……..” Mounika screamed as she started spasming in pleasure. Her wet flow went beyond his lips and down his cheek.
After she had quietened down, he pulled her up to him and kissed her. She kissed without ant hesitation tasting her own juices on his lips.
“How was that darling?” He asked her playfully.
“I love you,” was all she said as she kissed him again.
Prakash reached out and took his phone. He opened the recording of their sex act. Mounika was seeing for the first time her own sex acts. That she was capable of such passion, such vulgarity was a surprise to her. Prakash had brought out the sexual being in her. He was right she thought. Seeing herself as the star of the sexual act was indeed extremely arousing. In spite of having just had an orgasm she found her desires rising again. Prakash propped the phone against a pillow. Mounika was watching the screen in sexual fascination. Prakash got behind her. He lifted her thigh up and held it by one hand. He rubbed his cock against her pussy opening.
“Ohh…,” She moaned in anticipation watching the screen where they were sprawling together on the bed like two animals.
Prakash pushed his cock in, her pussy easily swallowed his pole, pulling it in. She gasped as Prakash started fucking her. Her chasteness, loyalty to her marriage was all a thing of the past. She now felt that she was a sensual woman who was seeking the joys of love that she deserves. From being seduced by Prakash she decided that she was going to be the seductress enticing him into delicious acts of illicit pleasure. She felt his hot hard flesh pump in and out and she gave a deep sigh of contentment.
Lekha could see that Pakesh was clearly upset. Something had been upsetting him the last couple of days. His disquiet was clearly evident to her but she did not probe him on it. If it was any issues about his candidacy then let him come out with it first she decided to herself. As far as she was concerned there could not be any major problems in it. He was in the good books of both his party leader and that of the leader of the major party in the coalition. She let him be in his morose mood till she couldn’t take it anymore.
“Come on Rakesh out with it. You’ve been under this sullen mood for too long. What’s the problem? Maybe I can give some suggestions,” She finally burst out.
“Has it been so obvious Lekha? I didn’t want you to get worried, that’s why I didn’t mention about it for so long.”
“I’m your wife. You can open up to me. I’m here for you to share in all your problems.”
Rakesh sighed deeply before he spoke. “You know dear that I was not the favourite to get the position of youth wing leader.”
“That’s an old story, what about it now?”
“Well my rival’s supporters think that I had a hand in his son getting into trouble with the security officer on drug charges. That’s was what ultimately forced him to resign from the party.”
“Who cares what they think. You are the youth chief now and that is all that matters,” Lekha said haughtily. “By the way did you have anything to with the drug case? Lekha asked acting innocent.
Rakesh hesitated, he was a very closed man, even with his own wife. He nodded to himself as if coming to a decision. “Lekha, I don’t know if you had noticed but there was a very rough looking man who used to come here to see me.”
“A rough looking man?? She frowned as if trying very hard to recollect what her husband meant. Seeing how genuine her puzzled look was one would think she had missed what could have been her true career. That is a very fine actress. She was very aware of who her husband was mentioning yet her act completely fooled her husband. This of course was not the only way she had fooled him she had made him wear the horns of a deceived husband.
“Yeah, it’s very likely that you wouldn’t have paid much mind to it,” Rakesh said naively. Not only had his wife noticed him but she had connected intimately with him.
Lekha controlled herself from bursting out in laughter and with a serious face asked her husband,” You really didn’t answer me, did that fellow you mentioned have anything to do with the drug case of your rival’s son?”
Rakesh was not sure how his wife would react if he told her the truth but he decided that it’s about time Lekha knew the whole episode. “Yes Lekha, I arranged the planting of the drugs through the man I mentioned just now.”
“Whaattt??? You did that? Lekha said. Rakesh could not discern if she was shocked or surprised or possibly both.
“I had to Lekha. My rival had more support from the party members. If I did not arrange this I would never have become the youth wing chief. I hope you don’t think badly of me.”
“Badly of you?? No, no, no I’m proud of you. I didn’t think you could act so boldly or decisively. Now that you mention it I seem to recall a tall, well built man coming here to see you. You must have been very satisfied with his service?”
Seeing the muddled look on her husband’s face Lekha quickly continued. “I mean he had done what you wanted him to do to your complete satisfaction didn’t he?”
“Yes Lekha, he was very good in that. He was so clever and discrete that no one in my party suspected this had been a set up.”
“He completely satisfied me in bed too you fool,” Lekha looked at her husband completely covering the feeling of pity she felt for him. “He was very clever and discreet in setting me up as his mistress that you didn’t suspect that he was watering my parched land with his long pipe,” she thought with disdain for her unsuspecting husband.
“It was good that he did what we needed didn’t he,” Lekha said. Vinod had succeeded in getting her husband the post he wanted and had succeeded in getting her and giving her the sexual service she had needed.
“Yes, but some loyalist to my rival are trying to insinuate to my party chief that I had been responsible for the problem and had created a bad name for the party.”
“Forget them dear, what can they do without any proof they would be impotent to do anything about it.” Rakesh seemed to get reassured by Lekha and she could visibly see the confidence seeping back to his face.
You don’t know how potent Vinod’s weapon was Lekha thought to herself as she looked at her unsuspecting cuckolded husband. His length and girth completed filled and stretched my pussy out. My whole body would be flushed red after he finishes pumping my pussy with his big joy stick. He had filled me with pleasure that you can only dream of giving me. It upset me so much that he died. Not because I had any emotional attachment to him but because I was going to be deprived of the immense pleasure he gave me. But now Prema has promised that there was another virile hunk to take over Vinod’s role. That day is just another three days away and I can’t wait.
After their first bout of illicit love making both Prakash and Mounika had cleaned themselves up and had been laying on his bed and talking lovingly to each other. Their talk was interspersed with frequent kisses of passion. Their hands had been busy teasing each other’s body as they cooed to each other like two love birds. Slowly their desires had been reignited. His pole had grown to its full largeness in her soft hand. They were now sprawling this way and that way in the luxurious bed, holding each other in a tight embrace. Their friction of their bodies against each other was causing small streaks of pleasure to pervade their bodies. Their lips were locked in a voracious kiss. Their tongues duelled like two rapiers handled by expert swordsmen.
“Hmm.. mmm… hmmm,” were the only muffled sounds coming out from the locked lips.
Mounika had captured his sturdy thigh by her two legs. The wet slit of her pussy was rubbing against his firm muscles. Her hand was in between their bodies. Her long fingers had encircled his blood engorged thick cock. Her long hair was completely tousled now giving her a wild vampish look. The coolness generated by his air conditioner was no match to the heat generated by the friction of their bodies.
“Oh god baby … your body feels so good…”
“Take my again my love … I’m so wet waiting for your cock….fuck me…”
Mounika was now on top of Prakash. His long shaft was trapped up against his stomach. The opening of her pussy was just placed near the bottom of his cock, just above his balls. As they kissed passionately once more she moved her hips front and back rubbing her slit on the length of his shaft without letting the tip of his cock reaching her entrance. His shaft was now copiously covered by her sticky love fluid. The rubbing of the two sensitive love organs was causing a small bit of foam to appear. Mounika was pleasuring him as she pleasured herself. Prakash hadn’t tasted her love juice yet since she came there. He turned her body around with his strong arms so that her thighs were on either side of his head and her glistening juicy opening was right over his mouth. He ran his tongue over her pussy lips with a broad swipe of his tongue.
“Ohh… baby… ssss….,” Mounika moaned.
Prakash fixed his lips on the opening and slurped her love juice noisily. There was enough of her honey there to fill coat his probing tongue fully.
“AArrr.. ng.. ngg….,” Mounika moaned in pleasure. Her fingers on his cock tightened as she sought to control the pleasure shooting through her body.
She saw the wetness caused by her rubbing pussy on his thigh. She was both embarrassed and aroused by her own wantonness. She couldn’t believe herself that she had turned into so much of a nympho. Not only had she stained his thigh she had done the same to his sex pole. She could see and feel her own stickiness in her fingers.
“Arrr..oohhh..,” She jerked as if prodded by an electric pole as Prakash nibbled and pulled on her clitoris with his lips.
“Ahhh… god ..your killing me…” She whimpered in bliss.
His erect angry looking cock was waiting for her own sweet mouth to engulf it. She didn’t bother to clean it of her own wetness sticking on it. She was too much in the throes of lust for that. Her lips wrapped around his cock head sucking on it hungrily. She stroked his cock as her warm mouth suckled on that hard flesh. Her stroking made him seep his own thin love juice into her swiping tongue.
“Hmm.. aaa… ssss…”
“Ohh ngg.. ngg … annggg….”
Only their muffled moans of pleasure were heard in that quiet room. Along with that the strong odour of sex filled the room and their nostrils heightening their already white-hot feeling of lust. The mature dignified pussy was overflowing into his mouth like that of a pussy of a bitch in heat. The intoxicating taste of that special feminine honey was making Prakash mad with desire. He was aware how precious her nectar was because he was only the second man to whom she had fed it. She would not have flowed into the mouth so copiously even for the rightful owner of the pussy.
Prakash had already come once so he was very much in control as the distinguished Mrs. Monunika Jayakar sucked on his cock like it was the sweetest lollipop. He was sucking and licking hard. The slurping sound he was making could probably be heard beyond the closed bedroom door. Prakash’s mouth was causing her to have several mini orgasms but not yet the big release she sought so much. She was pressing her pussy harder into his mouth. The phone Prakash had placed strategically on the mantle place was continuously recording this depraved act of sinful lust. She had enough trust in him that she had allowed him to persuade her to allow the recording of their sex act. Seeing themselves fucking would be more arousing than any porn films she would have seen he had assured her. Mounika could feel the blissful pressure building in the pit of her stomach and flowing towards her groin. The heavenly release she had sought was soon to come.
“Prakash suck mee…lick me lover… I’m going to come…. Suck me suck me suck me…”
Prakash redoubled his efforts. He could feel the muscles of her thighs quivering. She’s was very close. Prakash sucked hard on her clit.
“Arrggghhhh….. I’m cominggggg……..” Mounika screamed as she started spasming in pleasure. Her wet flow went beyond his lips and down his cheek.
After she had quietened down, he pulled her up to him and kissed her. She kissed without ant hesitation tasting her own juices on his lips.
“How was that darling?” He asked her playfully.
“I love you,” was all she said as she kissed him again.
Prakash reached out and took his phone. He opened the recording of their sex act. Mounika was seeing for the first time her own sex acts. That she was capable of such passion, such vulgarity was a surprise to her. Prakash had brought out the sexual being in her. He was right she thought. Seeing herself as the star of the sexual act was indeed extremely arousing. In spite of having just had an orgasm she found her desires rising again. Prakash propped the phone against a pillow. Mounika was watching the screen in sexual fascination. Prakash got behind her. He lifted her thigh up and held it by one hand. He rubbed his cock against her pussy opening.
“Ohh…,” She moaned in anticipation watching the screen where they were sprawling together on the bed like two animals.
Prakash pushed his cock in, her pussy easily swallowed his pole, pulling it in. She gasped as Prakash started fucking her. Her chasteness, loyalty to her marriage was all a thing of the past. She now felt that she was a sensual woman who was seeking the joys of love that she deserves. From being seduced by Prakash she decided that she was going to be the seductress enticing him into delicious acts of illicit pleasure. She felt his hot hard flesh pump in and out and she gave a deep sigh of contentment.
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