Adultery Indian Wife and the Nukkad Guys by shiprat

[Ramesh_Rocky]

A couple of days later when I was busy with my coding work, sometime in the afternoon, the doorbell rang. It was too early for Vinay and a little late for Birju. Wondering who it could be, I put on a open sweatshirt over my tank top and sauntered to the front door. It was Ranjit.


"Ranjit, what are you doing here?"

"I'm here to find out why you've been avoiding me these days. You had your fun
for as long as you wanted..."

He barged in and seemed about to fly into a rage.

"Ranjit please don't yell…why don't you sit….Would you like to drink something?"

I went to the kitchen to get him some water. I handed him a glass of water and sat
next to him wondering what this man wanted now. My life seemed to be back on track. My coding work was going well and the election kept the nukkad guys away from me. The last thing I wanted was a vengeful neighbour out to destroy the peace.

Ranjit put the glass down and looked at me, his eyes roaming over my face and dropping down slowly to my cleavage. I was wearing a modest tank top that covered my assets fully but their size always stood out. I had an inkling of what he wanted but I did not want another dalliance in my life.

Mustering some courage I said "Ranjit I think its best if we don't continue our relationship anymore. Its far too much trouble…"

It indeed was. While I did enjoy the clandestine fuck sessions he, Sarita and I were having, there was far too much scrutiny from his in laws. I was yet to warm upto Sarita as a sexual partner and the couple usually foisted themselves as a combo pack. Plus now I had a great lover in Birju who was also less intrusive and minded his business.

In a rough tone, he accosted me "Why are you pretending as if you don't like it?"

"And Sarita tells me you've been banging some local goon….It’s not as if you have changed your ways and become a devoted wife"

I had no answer to this. Even as I was thinking of a response, he pulled down his pants and pulled out his dick. Before I could object to this bizarre turn of events he grabbed my hand and made hold his dick.

“Ranjit, no! What are you doing?!” I tried to pull my hand away but he held it in place, roughly.

He moved in to kiss me but I resisted.

"No Ranjit. Please don’t do this!"

The struggle continued like this. He wrapped his hand around in and kept pumping his dick as he tried to grab my body.

He gave up on the grabbing after a while

"But Sheetal….do you not like me….Why are you doing this…You fucking slut! You bang those riff raff assholes on the street but you have a problem with me?"

My resistance had confused him and couldn’t take it anymore.

He pulled my hand off his dick which was semi erect now. Good, he will probably yell for a while and leave, I thought.

"Its not you Ranjit. I just….I just don't want any complications in my life"

"So now that you've found a new fuck buddy, that’s it?" He sneered.
I thought for a moment. Perhaps it was better to lay it out frankly.

"Listen, I don't like the scrutiny that I am subjected to by your family. And that will only increase manifold whenever you come here. I don't want to live in a cloud of suspicion so close to house. I don’t want Vinay to suspect anything because the aunty next door is bitching about me to even the vegetable vendor on the road. And I don't like it with Sarita. I mean ....I just don't think I'm a lesbian"

He looked at me funnily. He probably wasn’t expecting me to be this frank. I didn’t care. Truth be told I did like it when my men were rough with me and subjugated me but this whole family business was just not working for me.

An awkward silence permeated the air as Ranjt processed what I said. He still had his dick out and we were having this serious conversation.

Just for a moment I thought he was being sympathetic as he listened to me patiently.

"That won't be a problem. Trust me. And we can meet without Sarita. Honestly having her around is a bit of a distraction. “I have always….” He looked at my tits.
“I have always wanted to have your sexy body all to myself" He gave me a sheepish smile.

This threw me off. I didn’t expect him to give in so easily. I thought he would make a big scene and leave but he was willing to keep Sarita out. I had no bargaining chip left. He had caught my bluff. Was it possible? I don’t know but now that Sarita was out of the picture, it was worth I try. Am I being too naughty? I thought.

As I was lost in my thoughts, he grabbed my hand, once again, and wrapped them around his cock.

“Ranjit, please don’t do this…let me…let me think”

“Mmmmm….Sheetal” he groaned as he made me pump his cock. “There is nothing to think…”

I was caught in a conflict. He left my hands and grabbed me roughly. I was a tall woman and he was about the same height but he was bulkier and stronger. He pulled my sweat shirt off and slid the strap of my tank top off, exposing my left boob. He grabbed it with his free hand and started squeezed it hard.

“Owww!” I tried to resist with my free hand. “Ranjit, fucking stop!” I cried. His rough treatment had rekindled old memories of being taken against my will. I was confused. Did I like this? Was I actively seeking out rough treatment from my men?

He held me in place and made me pull back his foreskin to reveal his pink crown as he slid the other strap off. The tank top slid down to my waist leaving me completely topless! He left my hand and mauled both my tits roughly, squeezing them and tugging at the nipples.

“Ouch…owww!” I cried as the pain shot through my body. I pulled my hand back from his dick and tried to fight him off.

“Ranjit! Please fucking stop!” I yelled.
From the corner of my eye, I could see that cis cock was rock hard now and glistening with pre-cum.

“Fucking slut! You wear skimpy clothes, seduce men and then pretend to be all coy. I am going to show you how sluts like you need to be treated” he yelled, as he grabbed me from running away from the sofa. My mind was muddled. I didn’t know whether I wanted this although I knew that I had no choice but to comply. Ranjit’s rage was scary.

He made me climb onto his lap. He grabbed the end of my tank top and pulled it off completely. I normally didn’t wear a bra at home as I was involved in household stuff or coding and it got really hot during afternoons. But men usually mistook it and took me for an immoral slut in this town.

“You don’t even wear a bra inside. And you pretend as if you are a sati savitri” he murmured as he wrapped his hands around them, assessing their size and firmness. He raved about their size and firmness before burying his face against them. Finally!

He was less rough in his treatment if I complied. So I reluctantly gave in.

He nuzzled against my cleavage and tried to take a whole boob inside his mouth. This sent a jolt of thrill down my body. He plundered and mauled my boobs to his heart's content as I involuntarily started grinding on his cock. My track pants and panties were in the way but I could feel his erection strongly. I was getting turned on even against my will!

“I knew you were cock loving slut….It’s not even been a minute and have already started grinding against my dick”

"Aaah" a moan escaped from me as he encircled his tongue around my nipple and sucked on it hard. Seeing my reaction, he sucked on it and blew air on it. I cooed.

"You have the perfect nipples, Sheetal. Round, pink and perfect" he said as he munched on them.

"Mmmm" I grabbed him by his hair and pulled him up for a passionate kiss. If he was going to be rough, I might as well play along. I ran my fingers through his hair and caressed his neck as we kissed briefly. Men usually liked that and he gasped.

“I see you have come around” he sneered in between the kissing. He bit my lips and sucked on them wildly. “Aaaah…fuck” I moaned in pain and pleasure.

I pushed him back and moved in for the kill. I unbuttoned his shirt and sucked on his puckered nipple....I deliberately trailed my fingers cross his chest and along the underside of his penis which was wedged between my loins. He gasped audibly as I grabbed his dick. I moved to his other nipple and cupped his balls in my hand.

"Aaaahh Sheetal…I knew you were a slut at heart...I knew you couldn’t resist my cock…”

I moved back to his dick and started pumping it.

“Mmmm I love what you're doing…Jerk me off like that"

I slid down from his lap and tugged at his pants. He lifted his ass to free them and I pulled them off completely. His cock stood proudly in the late afternoon light. I pulled the foreskin back and lightly fondled it all over.
Instinctively, I bent and took it into my mouth without much thinking.

“Oh god, Sheetal…Mmmm” he caressed my hair as I bobbed up and down his dick. I felt it hardening rapidly in my mouth.

"Aaaah nice...keep doing that" he murmured staring at my huge tits.

I pumped his cock, slowly at first, and increasing in pace.

"Mmmmm....keep doing that...your hands are magical" he whispered and threw his head back to enjoy it.

I wrapped my lips around his crown and sucked on it.

This was too much for him. "Aaaa sheetal...your lips are so sexy and fuckable"
He grabbed my head and pushed his cock deeper. I knew what he wanted. But before I could respond, he held my head and started fucking my mouth.

“Unnngghh….Aaaah” I gurgled, as he deep throated me. “Fucking cum hungry cock slut…Aaaaah….Take this” he screamed as he kept fucking me.
He slid one hand onto my hanging boobs and squeezed them hard.

“Fuck!” I couldn’t even scream in pain or pleasure as his cock filled my mouth like a fat sausage.

"Mmmm.....you suck like a slut Sheetal….Mmmm…..and your knockers are so fucking juicy and firm…." He kept mauling my tits as I sucked his dick.
He was never this vocal before. Part of the thrill for every man in this town who had slept with me was the taboo nature of the sex. The fair and pretty high class memsaab. The bank manager's wife. I was at the top of the pecking order in the power spectrum. So it was thrilling for every man to strip me and make me suck their dicks while the poor husband was away, toiling somewhere. It blew their minds that behind the prim exterior that I projected, I was exceedingly slutty and depraved.

Ranjit held my head and fucked my head harder as he approached his orgasm. He roughly thrust into my mouth more and more forcefully. I didn't want him to cum yet so I pulled off from his crotch and quickly got completely naked and jumped onto his lap.

He looked at me in delight as I stripped. “I knew you wanted this, you slut.” He licked his lips as I tugged my tracks off and exposed my shaved cunt.
He grabbed my waist as I placed his cock in position. He thrust into my wet opening.

“Ummmm…fuck!” I moaned in pleasure as the cock went past my opening. He groaned in pleasure. “Your cunt is sooo tight Sheetal, as always”.

Soon we were both thrusting in tandem, his cock pleasuring the deep corners of my cunt. I rode him like a possessed woman, bouncing on his hard cock and he reciprocated by licking and biting my tits. I bit his ears, he sucked my neck, I sucked on his lips, he grabbed my ass...we were a hot mess.

His thrusts became more and more aggressive. “You like that Sheetal…You like my fat cock inside your cunt?” he whispered as I bounced on his cock.

“Yes!...”Oh yes….you fuck so gooood” I moaned, deliriously, completely oblivious to the fact that I did not want this in the first place.

“Oh fuck! I’m going to cum” he groaned.

He became wilder as we were lost in the sea of pleasure. He groped and slapped my round ass as he rode to his orgasm.

I kept riding him hard as he spurted cum inside me and soon moaned to a spectacular orgasm. I embraced him tightly as I came.

I shuddered in his arms, sweat dripping from my face onto my boobs and further down. No doubt he found it erotic to find me embracing him, fully naked in his arms. I collapsed into his arms resting my face on his sweaty shoulders. His face was nestled in my cleavage. I was panting from the vigorous fucking and could feel his stubble graze against my tits. His arms, which were tightly locked around my waist loosened and rested on my ass.

What had started out against my will had become a full blown fuck session. There is a tentativeness that creeps into our actions after passionate sex.It was the same with the men from this town be it Raza, Birju or Ranjit. They took all the liberties they wanted with my body during sex - they fondled me and caressed me in the most intimate ways possible, exercised ownership over me - but once the act was done, they became shy and bashful. So I usually took on the mantle of breaking the awkwardness.

I kissed Ranjit's shoulders softly and tousled his hair. I could feel a shudder go down his spine as I did this. Good. As a finishing touch I snaked my tongue into his ear and said "You fucked me so good, Ranjit. I loved it"

I immediately felt his dick, which was till then limply resting against my thighs, begin to harden and poke against my thighs. Ranjit moaned softly as I kissed and licked his ear. The trick was to let them down softly. Overdo it and you may just have readied them for another round of fucking which, trust me, was not a bad outcome! But right now, it was almost close to evening and I didn't want Vinay to walk in with me naked in the arms of our neighbour!

So I got off his lap and started putting on my tank top with a sense of urgency.

"Mmmm….what’s the hurry…get back here you sexy minx..." He tried to grab me and I wriggled off his advances.

"My husband may be back anytime soon. You should leave soon" I said,
Disappointment was writ large on his face.

"C'mon just five minutes" He sidled close to me and started nuzzling my neck and playing with my boobs over the tank top.

"No Ranjit" "I don't want your wife suspecting about us also. If you want this to continue without any repercussions, you need to go" I said, and stood up to put on my track pants. Which turned out to be a mistake. He grabbed me by my hips and buried his face in my ass crack, his hands fondling my butt feverishly.

"Mmmmm….your ass is so smooth Sheetal. So big and yet so firm. Remind me to take good care of it next time" he muttered, as he motorboated my ass.

"Aaaah" an involuntary moan escaped from me as he reached my clit from under with his fingers.

I resisted the urge to give in and pushed his face away.

"Ranjit, please...listen to me. Don't make me push you away. I like you and I like this but we can't risk being caught like this. It would be very tough for me to explain to my husband...and you to your wife"

"She won't know anything. Whiny little bitch. I wish I had married a sexy woman like you. I wouldn't have let you out of bed"
I smiled at him. "Sure" I could feel him staring at my butt as I pulled my tracks on. Even though I could have faced him, I turned around so that he could get an eyeful of my butt. Let him remember that!

"Now leave!"

Sulkingly, he put on his clothes. His dick was truly magnificent. Naughty thoughts crept into my head as he put on his clothes and I tidied up the sofa.

He quietly picked up his stuff.

"I'll see you tomorrow" I said. His sulk slowly turned into a smile "What time?"

"I don't know. Same time? Earlier would be better" I said with a naughty smile.

"I’ll come in the morning then?"

I forgot he was businessman with flexible timings.

I slid close to him and ran my hand over his dick. "The earlier the better"