17-04-2022, 12:25 AM
Chapter 16 – The Photo
(POV – Arjun)
Picture? Of my wife?
What the hell is he thinking? Chatting about wife and talking about sex wife is different. It’s kinky. But, Sharing Pics? No way. I am not ready to take risks.
“Bro. Broo”
I wasn’t ready to reply yet.
“Bro. What is there in it? Just to see how she looks. I love homely dusky girls. I just wanna know how lucky you are. “
“…”
“Bro. Just once. A very normal pic. That’s it.”
This guy is so persevering. I wasn’t ok with sharing pics. But, his words about seeing how lucky I am and stuff made me think. Yes. I shouldn’t have thought. I should have ended the chat and before that, must have scolded him in very degrading words. But, I am too a flawless human. I am also engulfed by Pride. The chief sin among the 7 deadly sins. I wanted to show him my lucky gift. Like a KG kid showing its toys to whomever comes home.
I started wavering.
“Sorry man. I don’t think that’s a good idea”
“Hey Bro. Please man. Just once. There are so many sites where you can upload pics for a shorter time and even you can blur or cut her face.”
That sounded a good idea but, Aishu has a most beautiful face. Yes. A hot body too. But, her homely face accentuates the beauty hundred folds. If I send a pic, It’ll be unblurred and uncut. God. What am I doing?
“Bro. I have a fair wife and she is voluptuous. But, your words made me crazy. I was thinking about a girl with her blouse unhooked and bra open in a car filled with ecstasy. Homely face and dusky skin. Please man. “
For a moment, his beggings and pleadings made me think. What if I send pic What is gonna happen? It is not like I am gonna meet ths guy anytime. It’s just a pic. And I’ll get my opinion too. Have we not shared pics of girls in college days and commented with friends. May be its my wife I am talking about. But, then, how will I know what I’ve got.
I know these thoughts are random and stupid and illogical. But, the actual reason is I wanted to show him my wife’s pic and hear his comments. The thought made me crazy. I want him to hear him praising her beauty and I must feel pride about it. After all, I have got a beauty queen.
“Mmm. I’ll think about it.”
I replied but my hands were googling about “Online pics upload” and was also, surfing through Aishu’s pics n my laptop. I wasn’t in a state to think anything.
“Please bro. Just once.”
I have selected a pic of her when we went out for a weekend away. She will be in her kurta and her face will be homely but something sensuous will be there too. Also, The dress will be neither tight nor loose and so perfect. I started uploading it and selected 30 minutes as expiry duration.
Before my mind could say me not to do this. I pasted the link in chatbox and pressed enter.
There was no message from him. Just seconds passed by but, I felt like years. I suddenly got scared. What if he is someone I know? Why isn’t he replying? What have I done? Will the pic expire by 30 minutes or not? I started dreading the moment and my deed. My little hard-on due to excitement of the deed went and my cock started to limp. Few more seconds passed and I saw “typing”on the corner of chat box. Man. How pleased I am. Still dreadful about the message.
“Is that really your wife?”
What could I say now. Shall I say no. But, some devil inside made me reply, “Yes. Why?”
‘Typing’……. I started sweating..
“My God. My Good God. I can’t believe I am talking to such a girl’s hubby, Man she is hot. Just her eyes are making me go crazy. What a lovely skintone and her eyes wow. Also, her kissable lips and tiny nose. Even her curly black hair. No jewels but even that simplicity is awesome. Homely+Hot. You are a lucky bastard man.”
My eyes popped out seeing the message. I felt relieved that he doesn’t know her. I felt awesome reading his messages. I felt proud and wanted to hear more about my possession. But, How could I ask him directly.So, I just replied, “Thanks”
“Man. You are saying me thanks. It should be me who says thanks. Your wife could easily be a heroine. Like Ajith’s wife, she could be a popular homely actress but on whom every guy’s dirty fantasy will reside”
My cock started waking up again.
“Haha. Thanks again. “
“I’m serious man. If you don’t mind, shall I say something?”
I wanted desperately to hear what he is gonna say now. My cock twitched.
“Go on”
“If this was my wife, I would have made her wear traditional silk saree and with lots of jasmine and bindi and would have took her out and put my hands over her shoulder and will shout, “She is my wife and I am the lucky guy who is gonna fuck her tonight. And I’ll see the jealousy on every man’s eyes and would kiss her lips before everyone and would take her back to the bed and throw her literally over the wall and would bite her nipples and lift her saree to her hip and push my cock in and will fuck her like a animal. A fucking raw animal and will bite her breasts.”
My God. I did what I shouldn’t have. I started jacking off right over my tracks. Hard and Wild. Thinking of kissing Aishu’s lips and biting her lower lips before envious guys right in our regular restaurant.
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(POV – Arjun)
Picture? Of my wife?
What the hell is he thinking? Chatting about wife and talking about sex wife is different. It’s kinky. But, Sharing Pics? No way. I am not ready to take risks.
“Bro. Broo”
I wasn’t ready to reply yet.
“Bro. What is there in it? Just to see how she looks. I love homely dusky girls. I just wanna know how lucky you are. “
“…”
“Bro. Just once. A very normal pic. That’s it.”
This guy is so persevering. I wasn’t ok with sharing pics. But, his words about seeing how lucky I am and stuff made me think. Yes. I shouldn’t have thought. I should have ended the chat and before that, must have scolded him in very degrading words. But, I am too a flawless human. I am also engulfed by Pride. The chief sin among the 7 deadly sins. I wanted to show him my lucky gift. Like a KG kid showing its toys to whomever comes home.
I started wavering.
“Sorry man. I don’t think that’s a good idea”
“Hey Bro. Please man. Just once. There are so many sites where you can upload pics for a shorter time and even you can blur or cut her face.”
That sounded a good idea but, Aishu has a most beautiful face. Yes. A hot body too. But, her homely face accentuates the beauty hundred folds. If I send a pic, It’ll be unblurred and uncut. God. What am I doing?
“Bro. I have a fair wife and she is voluptuous. But, your words made me crazy. I was thinking about a girl with her blouse unhooked and bra open in a car filled with ecstasy. Homely face and dusky skin. Please man. “
For a moment, his beggings and pleadings made me think. What if I send pic What is gonna happen? It is not like I am gonna meet ths guy anytime. It’s just a pic. And I’ll get my opinion too. Have we not shared pics of girls in college days and commented with friends. May be its my wife I am talking about. But, then, how will I know what I’ve got.
I know these thoughts are random and stupid and illogical. But, the actual reason is I wanted to show him my wife’s pic and hear his comments. The thought made me crazy. I want him to hear him praising her beauty and I must feel pride about it. After all, I have got a beauty queen.
“Mmm. I’ll think about it.”
I replied but my hands were googling about “Online pics upload” and was also, surfing through Aishu’s pics n my laptop. I wasn’t in a state to think anything.
“Please bro. Just once.”
I have selected a pic of her when we went out for a weekend away. She will be in her kurta and her face will be homely but something sensuous will be there too. Also, The dress will be neither tight nor loose and so perfect. I started uploading it and selected 30 minutes as expiry duration.
Before my mind could say me not to do this. I pasted the link in chatbox and pressed enter.
There was no message from him. Just seconds passed by but, I felt like years. I suddenly got scared. What if he is someone I know? Why isn’t he replying? What have I done? Will the pic expire by 30 minutes or not? I started dreading the moment and my deed. My little hard-on due to excitement of the deed went and my cock started to limp. Few more seconds passed and I saw “typing”on the corner of chat box. Man. How pleased I am. Still dreadful about the message.
“Is that really your wife?”
What could I say now. Shall I say no. But, some devil inside made me reply, “Yes. Why?”
‘Typing’……. I started sweating..
“My God. My Good God. I can’t believe I am talking to such a girl’s hubby, Man she is hot. Just her eyes are making me go crazy. What a lovely skintone and her eyes wow. Also, her kissable lips and tiny nose. Even her curly black hair. No jewels but even that simplicity is awesome. Homely+Hot. You are a lucky bastard man.”
My eyes popped out seeing the message. I felt relieved that he doesn’t know her. I felt awesome reading his messages. I felt proud and wanted to hear more about my possession. But, How could I ask him directly.So, I just replied, “Thanks”
“Man. You are saying me thanks. It should be me who says thanks. Your wife could easily be a heroine. Like Ajith’s wife, she could be a popular homely actress but on whom every guy’s dirty fantasy will reside”
My cock started waking up again.
“Haha. Thanks again. “
“I’m serious man. If you don’t mind, shall I say something?”
I wanted desperately to hear what he is gonna say now. My cock twitched.
“Go on”
“If this was my wife, I would have made her wear traditional silk saree and with lots of jasmine and bindi and would have took her out and put my hands over her shoulder and will shout, “She is my wife and I am the lucky guy who is gonna fuck her tonight. And I’ll see the jealousy on every man’s eyes and would kiss her lips before everyone and would take her back to the bed and throw her literally over the wall and would bite her nipples and lift her saree to her hip and push my cock in and will fuck her like a animal. A fucking raw animal and will bite her breasts.”
My God. I did what I shouldn’t have. I started jacking off right over my tracks. Hard and Wild. Thinking of kissing Aishu’s lips and biting her lower lips before envious guys right in our regular restaurant.
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