Adultery Knowing My Wife, Knowing Me As Well - part III

[krish_999]

Chapter – 29 continues.


In the night, I did not hold back. No matter how much I wanted to hate her for lying to me, I could not keep myself from putting my arms around her. In my mind, I was repeatedly telling myself that I only wanted to get rid of my frustration. But the moment I felt her warm body against me, I could not stop loving her more. For once, I hoped that she would become honest with me and confess it all. I was ready to forgive her. And I didn't hesitate when I opened my mouth to swallow her lips despite a strange feeling about the taste of her soft lips. The strange taste was caused by a thought lingering in my head that her lips were used by Desai a few hours ago.

Surprisingly, Meera responded actively. She darted her tongue into my mouth and led my hand into her skirt. She wasn't wearing panties. It was a rare thing for her. And I found her pussy warm and moist. Her body was inviting me. I hurried through my moves to get on top of her and push my dick into her pussy. I was welcomed smoothly. As I shoved my length deep into her, I tried to gauge the difference in the width of her pussy walls, in vain. I could gauge nothing, as I was soon lost in the waves of pleasure. Within a few minutes, I was breathing heavily and anticipating my ejaculation. But Meera was a step ahead of me. She asked me to pause and pull out. I did and let her wrap her fingers around me, and lay on my back on the bed. Meera sat up and slowly went down, and opened her mouth. I lay with merriment as she licked around my balls, and tried to suck on them. I sensed her tongue trailing along the length of my dick to bring her mouth onto its head, and then slowly pushing it into her mouth. I let out a gasp in pleasure. For once, I wanted to cum inside her mouth and make her swallow my juice.
But she had other plans. She stopped after a few seconds and then got rid of her skirt. I spent a quick moment scanning her fully naked body to spot any marks that Desai probably have left. But I could not find anything. While I was still lost in the past, Meera climbed on top of me. She went on to sit on my chest but didn't stop there. She moved her hips forward and brought it over my throat. She wanted me to eat her pussy. The same pussy I was pushing my dick into a few minutes ago. The same pussy probably Desai was pushing his dick a few hours ago.
"Lick me, Krish."
I heard her voice and it was an order from a queen. I opened my mouth to welcome her pussy lips into my mouth and licked her thoroughly. I loved the taste of honey that was oozing out of her. Meera let out a moan as I massaged her clit with my tongue.
"Oh...yes... Krish...yes..."
I could watch her flat belly throbbing with her shaky breaths. Above them was a sight of her beautiful melons, with light brown tits. They were erect. My tongue work became intense. She got off me only when she was ready to be fucked. And she willingly bent forward to let me enter her from behind. I had grown hard beyond my belief, and I fucked her hard in that position. I watched my dick disappearing into her pussy and my hip hitting the softness of her round ass. It was a sight to remember but I was soon lost in my world of fantasy where I started feeling like Desai. I shifted my hands from her hip to her shoulder and pushed her down. I pushed her head down to the bed and started pounding harder. Meera pushed her face into the softness of a pillow, but her voice only become louder.
"Aahh...Aaah...Haaah..."
I was hitting a spot too perfect for her, and she let out a scream at the end of my ferocious fucking. I then shot a huge load of cum and filled her pussy. I felt like peeing inside her pussy as I emptied a huge load. I felt it would be overflown. But as I pulled out, I saw no sign of it.
As we lay on the bed catching our breaths, Meera said it was great.
"Probably the lunch was the reason for this much fun, right?  A few dangerous moments can do wonders, right?"
She asked after a while, slipping her arm through the bra strap.
"So, the lunch was fun, wasn't it? Are you not going to talk about it too?"
I asked.
"What?"
She looked at me.
I didn't like the way she looked at me. I didn't move my eyes from her.
"Meera, I want to know what happened in the hut when I was gone," I said.
"We didn't go inside the hut, Krish. We stayed outside the hut because the sunset was more visible from there."
I stared at her as if she said something unbelievable. The conversation was getting awkward within me, but I gathered myself to voice my doubt again.
"So you didn't go inside the hut at all?"
"What?" Meera asked, her eyes burning with anger. "Wait," she said, "do you think I'm lying? Do you think I and Desai were doing some hanky-panky over there when you were gone?"
Her reaction instantly warned me that I had landed in hot waters.
"It is unbelievable that Desai didn't try to be smart, Meera. If you are saying he didn't try to get you into that hut, then I want you to tell me believably. Because I know Desai still loves your company."
"Yes, he still loves my company. But I had told you I wouldn't let him do anything today. And I've been honest with you about Desai. Then how does such a doubt come to your head? And how, you ask me now?" She looked at the bed, at her top lying on the bed. She quickly grabbed it and wore it, as if she was no longer comfortable with my eyes on her bra-clad body.
"We've just made love; it was great, Krish. And you were excited because you were thinking I've had sex with him in the hut," she went on. "Are you never going to stop your fantasies?"
I moved closer and sat with her. "I am sorry if I hurt you, Meera. I didn't mean I don't trust you. But I've told you, when I am kept in the darkness, I'm forced to imagine the worst." I said apologetically.
"The worst!" Meera laughed a little. "Don't use that word, Krish. The worst doesn't excite people, it scares people."
"Meera, there's no point in arguing about how such things turn me on. Didn't we have great sex? I thought he might have at least tried to kiss you in the hut."
Meera looked at me amusedly. "So you think kissing him was okay?"
"What's the big deal? We've done much worse?"
"A kiss can't be so innocent, Krish. You haven't forgotten what happened on our anniversary, right? It started with just a simple gentlemanlike kiss, but ended in something we both didn't expect."
"We still have managed to survive, haven't we?"
"So? Are you saying it is all okay as long as we're together?" I could now see the anger on her face fading away. She was ready to tease me.
"If we keep on talking like this, we'll end up inviting Desai for dinner and let it happen again," I warned with a smile. Meera laughed and pushed me away.
"You are right, my cucky husband. But I am still wondering if you imagined just a kiss today? Was it enough to get you so high?"
"I'm surprised that he didn't even try to kiss you." I dodged her question.
"Yeah. Desai did not try to do anything. I was kinda expecting him to try to be cocky, and I was ready to stop him, but he didn't try."
The way she was speaking, I felt even she was disappointed by Desai's lack of intent. Perhaps she was disappointed because she was denied an opportunity to say no to Desai.
 
"So you both just stood out of there, and enjoyed the sunset?" I asked later with a teasing tone.
"No. He told me something about you." Meera said hesitatingly, her voice suddenly carrying a serious tone.
"What is it?"
"He told me about the last time you, him, and Ananya had gone to that resort. And how the day ended up."
I was stunned.
"Did he tell you...”
"Yes," Meera interrupted me. "He told me he had sex with her in that hut."
She looked at me as if to catch my reaction. I could not say anything for a few seconds.
"Do you think I left you with him to give him an opportunity like that?"
"It surely came across my mind. Is it true?"
I sighed. "Meera, I am being honest with you. As a loving husband, I don't want you to have sex with anyone. But at the same time, I am excited about how you develop intimacy with other men. The thought just turns me on crazily, so that's what I often fantasise about. I don't want you to fuck anyone. But I won't be able to stop you if you want to do something. When I left you there with Desai, I didn't know what would happen. Half of me didn't want to leave you with him. The other half of me wanted to trust you. But I didn't know what would happen. This uncertainty was killing me when I went with Tulsiram. But when I returned I could not see anything I feared. That’s the moment perhaps I started having my stupid fantasies. The thought of the improbable always excites me. It's just my fantasies."
"When Desai took Ananya to the hut, did you resort to your fantasies?"
"No. It was a time when I used to hate him. I was scared of him."
I said. Meera's eyes widened. I felt she was pleased with my answer.
"Desai told me the same thing." She nodded and went on.
"He told me that it was a time when he had set his eyes on Ananya. He wasn't going to talk about her until I asked him how the farm owner and my husband knew each other. Desai said it was because you guys had been there in the past too. And he said you guys weren't alone. Desai thought for a while about it and then decided to be completely honest about it. He said it was the day when he succeeded in having sex with Ananya for the first time. He spoke in detail about the efforts he had to put up to get Ananya. 'Krish was trying to save her,' he said. 'At first, I thought he was jealous of me. It was a time when he used to hate me, but I was trying my best to keep my friendship with him because I had set my eyes on you. When he tried to protect Ananya from me, I even thought he was attracted to Ananya. You know, Krish agreed to join us on the resort trip only to try to save her from falling into my trap. I hope you won't mind if I am honest with you, that I had tricked each other because Ananya agreed to come only when she was confirmed that Krish was also coming. Krish had even warned Ananya's husband Samarth about it. But it didn't work out. And when I and Ananya had sex in this hut, her only regret was that she had done it against Krish's warning. It was our first time. After that, I regularly brought Ananya to my villa. But I still had my eyes set on you.' He said with a smile. 'You know, at the peak of my attempts to befriend Krish, I even offered him a chance to sleep with Ananya. But he rejected it. And then I came to know that Krish and Ananya had a past when he was going through a breakup with you. Your husband is a gentleman, Meera. You know, I've offered him a chance to sleep with my friend Maithrei too. You were long aware that we were sleeping together, right?'
I said what was going on between him and Maithrei was an easy guess for me. I didn't tell him that you had told me about seeing him in bed with her. But, he knew everything.
'To lure Krish into a trap I even let him witness Maithrei in bed with me.' He was brutally honest and then added that he had no plan to talk Maithrei into that. And he said your love for me is unconditional. And my love for you too. He told me, 'even though I've got to live my dream on the anniversary night, I am aware that you guys did it for each other. It was never about me. But I am glad that I am part of your intimate fantasy. I can be happy with that.' I was surprised to know that he was aware of our fantasies and liking for kinky adventures. I think he is no more chasing me, trying to get into my bed. He's content with seeing us happy with each other and him."
Meera concluded. I was stunned by Desai's guts to reveal so much about Ananya, Maithrei, and his desperate measures to get Meera.
 
As Meera began it by saying Desai told her about me accompanying him and Ananya to the resort, I had started to be upset. But as she went on to describe how he chose to side with me, I ended up thanking him in my mind.
"Why didn't you tell me about it when we reached home?" I asked.
"It was because Desai told me not to ask you about it. He thought you would hate him for speaking about it, even though you had done nothing wrong. He told me how he can look back and see how good you were for Ananya. As if you were her guardian angel."
I smiled. "He said that?"
"Yes, he said that."
"Weren't you upset that I hid it all from you?"
She smiled, "no, dear. I am impressed to know that you tried to protect Ananya from him."
Looking into her eyes, I could tell she was impressed by Desai also, for how he had used the opportunity to spend the evening with her. Anyways, we had a peaceful night. As I put my arm over her, I felt very calm before I fell asleep.
 
 
The next morning, Meera told me that Desai had decided to sell his villa too.
I was surprised. "Isn't it the last of his residential property in Pune?"
"Yes. He is doing everything to move away from us."
She said.
I wondered if it was possible.
 
I phoned Desai at noon and he confirmed it.
"Yes, I am selling it. It was a necessity when I was a philanderer in the past. I don't need it anymore." He said.
But you still haven’t stopped sleeping with other’s wives. I said in my mind.
"What will you do when you visit Pune?"
I asked.
"I'll stay in the hotels. There are many good hotels in Pune," he said and then added. "By the way, my conference in Mumbai was cancelled. I am still here. What about a drink with me one last time in my villa before it gets sold?"
One last time! My heart skipped a few beats as I heard those words. For a second, I wondered how Meera would react to his invitation.
"I'd love to accept your invitation, Desai," I said. "But I'm not sure about Meera. I'll ask her, anyway."
"No, Krish. Don't ask her." Desai said quickly. "I don't want to overexpose myself to her. I was talking about a drink for us; you and me. Leave her out of this."
I was surprised.
"I want to stay away from her; it is the promise I've made myself. I hope you understand." Desai added as if he read my mind.
I was happy with his genuine effort to move on.
 
 
In the evening, I left an hour ago and drove into Desai's villa. As I crossed the gate I had a look at the villa and wondered how much it would cost. I could not even make a guess.
Desai was waiting for me, wearing a t-shirt and loose trousers. The body-hugging t-shirt revealed his muscular body but it did not intimidate me as it used to in the past. Those days of intimidation were long gone.
After exchanging pleasantries, Desai invited me to the hall and we got settled on the couch. The centre table was decorated with branded scotch whisky and snacks. As Desai poured whisky into our glasses, my eyes inadvertently fell on the closed door of his bedroom. He noticed it.
"No. No one is in that room, bro." He said with a chuckle. I laughed.
"Thanks for confirming that. It's a room never failed to shock the shit out of me." I said.
"Two times, right?"
"Thrice, I think."
He looked unsure. I explained. "The first time was when you showed me Ananya lying nude on the bed. Then the second time when you allowed Maithrei to walk out of that room. And a third time when you allowed me to watch you with her."
"The third time won't count. Because there was no shock value."
"I was shocked by how you do it with a woman. I couldn't stop thinking about how you would have done with my wife." I said; only to regret dragging Meera into our conversation too early. I hadn't even had my first drink.
"That makes us equals." Desai handed me my drink and we said 'cheers' with a nod. He went on after taking a sip. "You and I, both are lost in the charms of one special woman. You are her husband, but you have your share of dreams about her."
"My dreams keep me close to her," I said.
"My dreams too, but I can't do that, right?" He said with a smile.
He looked weak, and I felt he was deliberately doing it.
"But you have lived your dream once, that too on a day very special to her, haven’t you?" I asked.
"It happened only because you allowed me…”
I didn’t like how he wanted to credit me for helping him screw my wife.
“Yesterday too, I left Meera alone in your company. But you didn’t try to get in her pants. Why?”
“Did you expect me to take advantage of the situation?”
Desai asked.
“No,” I said. “I and Meera had a clear conversation about the trip. I had complete trust in her. But I am surprised to know that you didn’t even try to know what was in her mind or how she would react. I felt you are trying to get into her good books.”
“Yes, I am trying to get into her good books” Desai shook his head. ”I am trying to get into everyone’s good books. If I’m back into my family, it’s only because of Meera. So why shouldn’t I try to be a good human being and a friend to her? Yesterday when you left her with me, I saw it as an opportunity to show how grateful I am. I am aware of what is in her mind, Krish. She’s still trying to cope with the way she ended up behaving on the anniversary night. And also I’ve made a promise to myself not to destroy her life.”
“Are you still playing that card?” I laughed. “Then how do you justify the anniversary night?”
Desai stared at me for a moment and then spoke.
“I have taken this decision after that night, Krish. If you remember, I had boarded the flight that evening to join you at the anniversary celebration only. It was just accidental that my landing at Pune got delayed and I ended up with a late-night visit at your place. The party had been finished before I reached and I had no idea my little fun banter with you would take me somewhere I hadn’t even dreamt of. If you remember, one more thing, Krish, it was you who turned our conversation into the warm territories. That night I hadn’t come to turn my fantasy into reality. But it was you who turned your fantasy into reality. You are a master manipulator, Krish. I and Meera are just pawns in your game.”
It was my turn to stare at him now.
“Desai, are you saying it was me who forced you into what happened that night? Remember, it was something I’ve never wanted. What happened was just…”
Desai was already shaking his head in denial.
“No, Krish. You are now trying to save yourself from the responsibility. I don’t know why you are doing this, because for me you seemed in control until this moment. It’s been weeks, buddy, and you haven’t scolded me even once for my actions. Perhaps you were figuring out who to blame. I can take the blame if you want, but I suggest you keep Meera out of the list.”
I could not believe he was telling me it was me who made him fuck my wife. It was your dick that went inside her pussy, dude. It was you who held it straight and pushed it into her. I wanted to tell him but when I opened my mouth, I said something else.
“I was in control until you went to the party hall with my wife. After that, I lost it.”
“But when we went to the hall, you knew what we could do there, didn’t you? Why didn’t you follow us and stop us?”
“Because I trusted you. Both of you.” I said.
Desai looked at me as if I told him something absurd.
“Are you serious?”
“Why do you think I am not serious?”
“If you are serious, then you will have to justify your actions on that night, Krish. You created the opportunity for me to kiss your wife. When I kissed her like a gentleman, you said I could have had much more fun. Your words put a spark in Meera who was holding back until then. Did you ask her why did she have it with me? Whatever impression she had about me until then is irrelevant. Because it was you who turned her on.”
“I was just being playful.”
I defended myself.
“Come on, Krish. Don’t do this to me. I’m getting upset.”
“What about me? Weren’t I upset?”
“If you were upset, you wouldn’t have behaved so calmly, Krish. When the gatekeeper asked you if you knew about it, Meera said you knew. I also had the same opinion.”
“Meera told him so, only to stop him from spreading the news, Desai.”
“That’s one reason. But Meera wouldn’t have spoken up if it was not true.”
I sat back for a moment.
“So you and Meera think I am solely responsible for that night, right? But as far as I know, she’s dealing with remorse.”
Desai took a long breath before he spoke.
“Krish, her remorse is justified not because of what we did but how did.”
My heart was beating faster despite being prepared to hear anything from Desai. Desai had repeated something Meera had told me the other day.
“What do you mean by that?” I asked.
“Didn’t Meera tell you anything about it?”
“Not in detail.”
“She will tell you. She might take time but she will.”
“What about you? Why don’t you speak about it?”
“Do you want me to tell you about it in detail?”
“I know you will enjoy telling me.”
“Surely, Krish. But I don’t want to hurt you.”
I felt he was trying to slip away. Now I wanted to hear it at any cost.
“Last time when you told me about your first time experience with my wife, I was not willing to believe your words. But later I confirmed it with her. You were right, Desai. And you were right about the way we can react to the reality of being a cuckold. I have accepted the reality. And I believe I and Meera are a special couple. Nothing can break the bond between us. So I am willing to listen to your version of the anniversary night, but it doesn’t mean you can intimidate me with your sexual prowess.” I said.
“I know I can’t intimidate you because I don’t know how much Meera has told you about the night. But she must have given you a picture because as you’ve rightly said, you are a special couple. My days of underestimating you are long gone, Krish. I am sorry if I hurt you.”
“Whatever happened has happened. It’s been just a few months but I feel I’ve come a long way from the shock. I can certainly express my curiosity now.”
"I know you are curious to know how your wife finally accepted my passion for her. Don't be embarrassed, Krish. We know we both are excited about what happened that night. Things got out of our hands a bit and that was an aberration otherwise it was a fantastic episode in our life. If I thought I have been crazy about your wife, I was wrong. Because the truth is that I'm crazy about both of you. You are a couple I would love to keep close to my heart. So I have nothing to hide from you. As long as you are listening, I'll tell you what happened that night, word by word we spoke, breath by breath we inhaled, and every bit of emotion and pleasure we shared."
"Okay," I said and finished my drink, as though preparing to hear a story.
Desai nodded his head a few times before he started.
"When you allowed me to kiss her, I couldn’t tell myself if it was happening for real. But Meera was standing right in front of me. My dream woman, while her husband watched from a distance as closer as we are sitting here. As I pulled her to me and saw her lips a few inches from mine, I felt I would choke her with my kiss. But I didn't want to offend her. My moment was made when she closed her eyes and waited for my kiss. That was enough for me to cherish the memory of the night for a long. And then I kissed her. I felt her body pressing against me. Her breasts were pressing against my chest. I felt their softness. And as I kissed her, I pulled her whole body even closer, pushing my crotch against her. She felt it down there and I saw it in her eyes when she opened her eyes after my kiss. I have seen those stars in her eyes in the past too. There was a silent connection between us. And like adding fuel to the fire, you said I lost a chance because you thought she was so ready. You said I could have had a lot more fun. Meera put up an angry face at you, but when she looked at me I could tell that she could read my mind. There was a connection between us; a silent one.
After that, I don't remember what we spoke to each other. Even Meera looked a bit lost which made me long for her even more. I could only wish if she made a move so that I can hope for more. And it happened when she volunteered to take me to the party hall for dinner. She grabbed my hand like she was waiting for an opportunity, just like me. I think you had foreseen our moves already because you asked Meera what she would do in case there's no food in the party hall. Meera responded well, saying things that I was dying to hear. She said she was capable to satisfy my hunger and thirst.
While walking down the stairs she released her grip on my hand. We didn't speak a word to each other. I suppose we both knew it was the calmness before a storm. Meera led me to the party hall, and then into its back room. Once we got inside the room, she proceeded to check the food vessels. She said the options were few, and I reminded her that she had boasted of her certain skills to her husband a minute ago. She came back to me and said without smiling, ‘are you counting on it?’ I didn’t tell her anything. To be honest I could not tell her anything. I just looked into her eyes. And she looked at mine and then shyly averted her eyes. We both knew where this was going. We knew why we were there. I grabbed her hand and slowly pulled her closer. She was now not shy looking me in the eyes. She was ready."
Desai took a final sip and kept his glass down. He seemed lost in his memory of a wonderful night. He wiped his lips and nodded his head before he spoke again.
"You know Krish, in the social media people post images from the past to recall a moment that's worth remembering forever. It is called a throwback picture. My union with Meera was one such. From the moment we walked into that back room, we felt we had been there before. It was a reunion. I knew her feeling and she knew mine. We were not there to indulge in some backroom sex. We were there to recall a beautiful moment from our past. It was our throwback moment. We knew both of us wanted to go back and redo those moments we had two years ago. The only thing we weren't sure about was who wanted it more. And I asked her if she remembered that night. She looked into my eyes and said 'how can I ever forget that night?'
What else do you think I wanted to hear from her?
I just pulled her closer and then we kissed. She opened her mouth and welcomed my lips. It wasn't how we had kissed in front of you. It was how we wanted to kiss each other. Our tongues met and we exchanged our saliva. Her eagerness to greet my tongue with hers made my heart full. The warmth of her mouth gave me goosebumps. I let her play with my tongue while sucking her lips. My excitement pushed her backwards and she stopped only when she touched her back on the edge of the large table. I lifted her and sat her on the edge of it and continued kissing. My arms went around her, and her arms around me. My palm was placed behind her head, but there was no need to pull her closer. She was pushing herself into my mouth. And still kissing, her hands rushed to unbutton my shirt. I helped her undo all the buttons, but I hardly broke our kiss until the front side of my torso was exposed. Then she finally broke the kiss to have a look at me - at my chest - and ran her palm down through the centre of my chest.
'You haven't changed a bit... except that you look stronger.' She told me.
It had been two years since she had seen my naked body. And she still remembered how I looked.
I went a step further to remove my shirt completely, and she ran her arms down my arms too. She said my arms were surely more muscular than last time.
I smiled at her, and said, 'let me see how you look.'
I grabbed her dupatta and she just looked at me like she wanted to see how I was gonna do it. I quickly undid her blouse hooks, my fingers already brushing over her breasts. I undid all the hooks and took her blouse off. Perhaps I hurried a bit and she too responded with the same pace, as she quickly undid her bra to reveal her fully naked breasts to me. Her tits were erect, ready to be sucked. I didn't waste a second as I bent down and sucked on them. I can't tell you the pleasure I had when I ran my tongue around her tits. Krish, pardon my language but you are such a lucky bastard. You can do anything you want with her, every night, right?"
I was so lost in his narration that I forgot to answer. He didn't expect me to reply anyway.
He went on. "I sucked them just for two minutes. But I was sure even two hours wouldn't be enough to justify the beauty of that softness. Nothing can compare to doing things in real but doing the things the way you've dreamt for a long time would make it even more special. I told her, 'we haven't been this close for a long time, but it feels like we've never been away. I think that's because you've never stopped visiting my dreams.' And I asked her if she ever had dreams about me.
Do you know what her reply was? She said, 'I know you can tell by looking into my eyes.'
I looked into her eyes and they were dreamy."
Desai was slowly revealing the most vulnerable side of my wife to me. There had been a time when I used to discard everything Desai told me about Meera. But once I heard the truth about Meera's first time experience with Desai from herself, I had no choice but to believe everything that came out of Desai's mouth.
Desai went on.
"It was a revelation. The woman whom I have been chasing for so long had dreams about me. If she had told me to walk away at that exact moment, I would have done it without questioning. Because her confession had already made the date worth it. I said, 'I can't believe I'm not dreaming this. But I also know I do deserve this. I have dreamt about you so much, baby. I haven't longed for anything more in my life than you.' I might have sounded desperate to her, but I had no qualms about accepting my desperation. I was not the beast I would love to pretend to be to the world around me. I was a man in solitude who can be happy just by being in her presence. That she was hugging me simply made me already feel in heaven. And you know what she told me? 'You are talking too much, don't make too much noise.'
Her warning was a hint that I needed to hurry. I made her sit on the table properly and lifted her skirt to reach for her panty. She leaned backwards, supporting her weight on her elbows on the table, allowing me to remove her panty. As her panty got stuck on her sandal, she laughed.
'Are we panicking?'
'No, baby. There's no need to be panicky. We are here to love each other.' I whispered and leaned forward, to lick along the shank of her leg. She patiently waited and watched my tongue travel up to her knee and then dive into the centre of her legs. I split her legs and spent a moment seeing the sight of her beautiful pussy. There is no point in telling you how it was, but still, I can't forget the sight of her brown lips at the centre of her shaved mound. I haven’t forgotten the aroma of her cunt. It was mesmerising. The moment I landed my first kiss on it, I heard a gasp from her. To hear the sound of a slight moan from her, it's of divine pleasure. You can imagine how it would have felt when I pressed my mouth into her and licked her in an upward movement. Her pussy tasted better than honey, and it made me so crazy that I wished she peed in my mouth. I was ready to drink it. As she lay on her back on the table during my licking, I went even downward and licked her asshole too. And she moaned my name as a reward to me. After allowing me to worship her like that, she got up and grabbed my face by the chin, and gestured for me to get up. She wanted me to stand up.
I stood up and she quickly reached for my pants and began to unbutton them, making it obvious that she needed more.
The moment I dropped my pants and underwear to my ankle, my rod was wrapped by her fingers. I could sense the confidence in her grip. She was demanding. I felt she was waiting for that moment, as much as I had been.
She moved her hand back and forth on me and pulled me toward her. I kissed her again and moved between her legs.
She hurried even more as she simply adjusted her thighs and guided my rod into her pussy. Two years, Krish. Two years have passed since I had done it last time and only I know how much I wanted to do it since then! She was wet and smooth, yet she felt like a virgin girl. I pushed it in slowly and slowly, feeling every millimetre of her with my length.”
 
As Desai was lost in his own words to describe the joy of filling my wife’s pussy with his dick, I could not help but surreptitiously glimpse at his crotch. His loose trousers made his bulge obvious and large enough to be ignored. I knew Meera would have struggled to contain its size.
 
Desai went on, oblivious to where I was looking.
“Once it was completely in, I ended up pausing for a while. I could not stop expressing my feeling to her.
'Oh my god. Finally, here I'm. Living this feeling of myself inside you, Meera. You are worth every moment of my waiting. I love you.' I declared at the peak of my emotions.
Meera was smiling, suppressing the pain of accommodating my growth inside her. It was the same smile I had seen on her face two years ago. What a woman your wife is, Krish. She is a goddess who can bless you into insanity with pleasure. And yet she looked submissive to me as my whole length was inside her.
'Take me, Susheel Desai.' She said. You know I love it when she calls me Susheel.
I started moving, but I only moved a couple of times, ever slowly, when Meera leaned back as if an unknown force drained her energy.
'Just hold on for a second, Susheel.' She mumbled and closed her eyes while breathing heavily yet in a controlled manner.  I held my rod deep inside her and kept watching the beauty of her subtle transformation. She opened her eyes and smiled.
'I felt I was cumming already.' She said.
'That's too early.'
'That's beyond my control. Perhaps I've waited too long for this.'
That was the most stunning statement I had ever been told.”


Chapter to be continued…