05-11-2021, 12:27 AM
After the honeymoon, which is not particularly worth telling, everyday life returned to us all.
I talked to Mani on the phone almost every day.
He gave me up again not to have sexual intercourse with Santosh for the next four weeks.
'My poor husband ...'" I thought in passing, but erotically inspired by this thought, I finally agreed.
I still had sex.
And it was three days later, at the weekend.
Santosh was playing football in a bar team from the local village. Most of them were real rednecks who only thought about drinking alcohol.
For Santosh, however, it was ideal because he liked playing football and there was no compulsion to go to training or to the game itself...
When my husband was away and Mani had phoned beforehand to inform him of his absence, he was at the door 15 minutes later.
We were still kissing stormily in the hallway and he let his tongue slide through my mouth.
Then he asked me quietly in my ear when I would have my fertile period.
My eyes widened and I simply asked him why he wanted to know.
"I want to get you pregnant," he simply returned.
"What!!?" I replied. "You must be completely crazy."
While Santosh and I had already discussed family planning, we wanted to take some time with it...
"I want to blow you up and then fuck you with your big belly," Mani said roughly.
"Inflate," as he put it, I thought to myself, and couldn't help a slight grin.
"No! Mani, I'm not ready for that after all."
Meanwhile, his hand had slipped under my skirt and was massaging my plum with a skilful hand.
He continued to kiss me and, totally confused, my hands slid down from his shoulders to his trousers, where I rubbed his hard thing through the fabric.
His moans told me that he liked it.
He pulled his finger out of my plum and licked it.
"I want to fuck you in your own pantyhose," he said to me.
I was already aware of his penchant for nylon, which I shared, by the way, from several encounters with Mani.
I went into the bedroom and rummaged in the chest of drawers.
Mani suddenly stood behind me and massaged my breasts. I was about to put on my panties when he took them out of my hand.
"Just take off your panties, you little sow," he said to me.
I was now used to his vocabulary and not particularly averse to it.
When I took off my panties, he undressed as well.
He threw me ruthlessly onto the bed and immediately buried his head in my lap.
I thought I would explode as he licked my labia and clit with his tongue.
His tongue slid further down and then I felt him at my anus.
Santosh had never done anything like this to me before. When he then penetrated a bit, I jerked myself off and within a short time came to one of the most intense orgasms I had experienced up to then!
With my husband it took me much longer to climax, but with Mani it was completely different.
Then I saw Mani slide the middle of my pantyhose over his bulging member.
He stroked the insides of my thighs and the slightly scratchy feeling gave me pleasant shivers.
As if out of my mind, I then noticed that he placed it at my opening and then slowly penetrated me.
The feeling of the nylon and his thick member filled with blood made me approach another climax.
Mani now fucked me with hard and sweeping thrusts. With each thrust, the nylon rubbed past my clit. I moaned when I noticed his best piece against my womb.
I briefly thought about whether we were doing it on a dangerous day, i.e. one of the fertile days.
However, this was not the case and apart from that, I would not have cared at all in the present situation!
Mani continued to goad me with crude expletives.
I was shaking all over and then I came again.
I literally screamed out my orgasm and had the feeling that I was no longer present.
Then I heard the persistent, "yesssssss..." from Mani and knew that he was about to squirt.
Completely exhausted and drenched in sweat, we both now lie on top of each other, gasping for breath.
Mani then pulls his dick out of me and the sight of the cream-coloured pantyhose, provided with a bulge full of sperm, already makes me think of other things again...
I pull the nylon off his cock, take the inside into my mouth and suck out all his semen.
I never thought I could get off like that, but it was just pure pleasure, pure sex.
"I want you to wear the tights like this tonight when we go out together," Mani said with a big grin.
I nodded in agreement, because tonight all four of us wanted to do something...
- tbc -
I talked to Mani on the phone almost every day.
He gave me up again not to have sexual intercourse with Santosh for the next four weeks.
'My poor husband ...'" I thought in passing, but erotically inspired by this thought, I finally agreed.
I still had sex.
And it was three days later, at the weekend.
Santosh was playing football in a bar team from the local village. Most of them were real rednecks who only thought about drinking alcohol.
For Santosh, however, it was ideal because he liked playing football and there was no compulsion to go to training or to the game itself...
When my husband was away and Mani had phoned beforehand to inform him of his absence, he was at the door 15 minutes later.
We were still kissing stormily in the hallway and he let his tongue slide through my mouth.
Then he asked me quietly in my ear when I would have my fertile period.
My eyes widened and I simply asked him why he wanted to know.
"I want to get you pregnant," he simply returned.
"What!!?" I replied. "You must be completely crazy."
While Santosh and I had already discussed family planning, we wanted to take some time with it...
"I want to blow you up and then fuck you with your big belly," Mani said roughly.
"Inflate," as he put it, I thought to myself, and couldn't help a slight grin.
"No! Mani, I'm not ready for that after all."
Meanwhile, his hand had slipped under my skirt and was massaging my plum with a skilful hand.
He continued to kiss me and, totally confused, my hands slid down from his shoulders to his trousers, where I rubbed his hard thing through the fabric.
His moans told me that he liked it.
He pulled his finger out of my plum and licked it.
"I want to fuck you in your own pantyhose," he said to me.
I was already aware of his penchant for nylon, which I shared, by the way, from several encounters with Mani.
I went into the bedroom and rummaged in the chest of drawers.
Mani suddenly stood behind me and massaged my breasts. I was about to put on my panties when he took them out of my hand.
"Just take off your panties, you little sow," he said to me.
I was now used to his vocabulary and not particularly averse to it.
When I took off my panties, he undressed as well.
He threw me ruthlessly onto the bed and immediately buried his head in my lap.
I thought I would explode as he licked my labia and clit with his tongue.
His tongue slid further down and then I felt him at my anus.
Santosh had never done anything like this to me before. When he then penetrated a bit, I jerked myself off and within a short time came to one of the most intense orgasms I had experienced up to then!
With my husband it took me much longer to climax, but with Mani it was completely different.
Then I saw Mani slide the middle of my pantyhose over his bulging member.
He stroked the insides of my thighs and the slightly scratchy feeling gave me pleasant shivers.
As if out of my mind, I then noticed that he placed it at my opening and then slowly penetrated me.
The feeling of the nylon and his thick member filled with blood made me approach another climax.
Mani now fucked me with hard and sweeping thrusts. With each thrust, the nylon rubbed past my clit. I moaned when I noticed his best piece against my womb.
I briefly thought about whether we were doing it on a dangerous day, i.e. one of the fertile days.
However, this was not the case and apart from that, I would not have cared at all in the present situation!
Mani continued to goad me with crude expletives.
I was shaking all over and then I came again.
I literally screamed out my orgasm and had the feeling that I was no longer present.
Then I heard the persistent, "yesssssss..." from Mani and knew that he was about to squirt.
Completely exhausted and drenched in sweat, we both now lie on top of each other, gasping for breath.
Mani then pulls his dick out of me and the sight of the cream-coloured pantyhose, provided with a bulge full of sperm, already makes me think of other things again...
I pull the nylon off his cock, take the inside into my mouth and suck out all his semen.
I never thought I could get off like that, but it was just pure pleasure, pure sex.
"I want you to wear the tights like this tonight when we go out together," Mani said with a big grin.
I nodded in agreement, because tonight all four of us wanted to do something...
- tbc -
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