21-04-2022, 12:34 AM
Chapter 28 – Bra Chat
(POV – Ajju)
Arrgggg..
How many times will I say I am embarrassed of my deeds and I am feeling guilty. It bores even me. This chat thing has become some sort of addiction. Something that makes me happy when I do and shameful after done. But, I can’t resist the very next opportunity to chat. I am convincing myself every time and justifying saying, “Ha. That guy is some unknown. What problem is it going to be?”
And, I am saying this. Because, it’s almost noon and I have logged on to my fake mail again. Looking at previous chats and recent bra pic mail. Even after a night of lovemaking and 2 times of hand-shaking in the morning, my cock still remains hard, waiting for Gautham to be online.
Now, Gautham is online.
I started holding my breath. It took a full one minute to receive the sound that made my cock twitch.
“Ping”
“Are you there?”
“Haan.”
“My Damn God. Why did you send that pic to me? Are you an idiot?”
What?! This wasn’t the reaction I was waiting for.
“What?”
“How can you send that pic to me?”
“…”
“God.”
“What happened?” Now, I started to feel sorry. What else can I do.
“I am already missing my wife who has gone to her mother’s house. And I am desperately thinking hard to imagine her while I masturbate and all I can think about is your hot wife you bastard.”
I sighed.
“Now, you have sent this image of her bra and I feel like I will never be able to look into my wife again when she is in her bra and stop myself from thinking about your wife instead.”
“Ha”
“I am serious man. You have a smoking hot girl and even the bra selection shows what an awesome company she would be in bed. I feel all I think about nowadays is your wife.”
“Ha-ha.” What a worst husband I am.
“Tell me. Why did you send that pic?”
“Just felt like sending you. I saw her bra nearby and felt like knowing your comments.”
“What? Nearby? It isn’t an old pic?”
“Ya”
“So, you are back to where you belong? And with her right now?”
My God. What have I done.
“Reply bro. Are you back?? I know you weren’t in India before”
Can’t hide anymore. “Yes. I am back in India.”
“God. So, You will be having Aishu each night hereafter. God. So, I can’t talk with you as I did before L And All I can do is think of all chats and jack-off. Hell. It’s even waste of logging to this mail ID.”
“What?? No No. For next few days, I will come online in nights.“
“Why? Isn’t the hot wife with you?”
“Yeah. But..”
“Has she gone somewhere?”
*sighs* “Yeah. She has.”
“Cool bro. Then, I have some time to chat with you”
“Yes. Yes.”
“If it’s just few days, can we be more open? Can I ask more direct questions that I have been waiting to ask?”
I felt curious of knowing what is more open than we have thought about.
“Yes. Sure.”
“Is Aishu natural or clean?”
“Hmm. Natural mostly.”
“God. I love hairy Indian bitches. But, no offence, your wife is not a bitch but a bomb.”
“Haha. You like her that much?”
“Yes Yess Yesss Yessss. She is one hell of a woman. Then, Does she uses swear words?”
“What?”
“Swear words in bed? Like, Fuck me Fuck me. You bastard fuck my cunt.”
“Yes she does.”
“Will you do something for me? Please Arjun. Please don’t say no.”
Getting more curious.
“Yes. I will.”
“Sure?”
“Sure.”
“Please send me Aishu’s latest pic and then, talk to me for few minutes as Aishu.”
“What?”
“Please Please bro. I beg you.”
You all know me better by now. I did upload the pic, I took today morning in airport. When she was sitting down in the waiting area for a coffee.
I waited for his comments.
“Aishu?”
My cock saluted seeing his message.
“Yes.”
“How are you?”
“Yeah good.”
“I am your crazy fan. Do you know that?”
“Really?”
“Yes. Really. Are you in that dress in the pic?”
“Yes.”
“Wearing push-up bra?”
“Yes. How you know? “
“Your husband said me.”
This made me hard. I know its just fantasy chat, but, a guy asking such a question and saying such an answer. Ahh.
“Oh.”
“You know how lucky he is? “
“Lucky for?”
“Getting you. You are too hot in the pic”
“Haha. Thanks .“
“You know what? Even the tiny slit your armpit created make me horny as hell.”
“mm”
“Your eyes. Your look. Your sexy hands and that armpit opening. I feel like kissing even there and taking you to bed with me. You are such a piece of art and I wanna have it at least once in life. “
“Haha. “
“I stopped thinking of my wife altogether, All I think about you and your beauty. You know what all I want to do you.?”
“What all?”
“I wanna come there. I wanna kiss your sexy lips that are seductive like hell in the pic.”
“Hmmm.”
“Is Chennai too hot now?”
“No. Not much.”
“Ahh My bad. If its too hot, you would wear something light and skimpy right?”
“Nope. I go out only in homely dresses.”
“Oh. So homely out and slutty in?”
“Maybe “
“Is Ajju taking enough care of you?”
I started typing yes and I changed it just to know how he speaks.
“Nope. He is such a loser. Always busy. Always work. “
“What a fool. If I have got you, I would be busy too. Working always. But, busy in fucking your tight sexy cunt and working on your boobs Aishu.”
Ahh. Those sentences as if really talking to Aishu made me shake for the third time.
“Ohh.”
“Yes. You know what? Your hubby sent me your bra pic.”
“Really????Oh God. He is too bad.”
“No no. He is too good guy. He is making others happy na.”
“Haha. Can you please use some swear words.”
“Nope. Nope.”
“Please. Arjun said you use swear words.”
“Only in bed. When he is doing something.”
“Then, ask him to do something.”
“He is sleeping.”
“Then, shall I do something? Will you use then?”
“What will you do?”
“I will just unzip your jean and leave me hand in inside your panty and slowly rub it over your cunt. And finger my 3 fingers at the same time.”
“Yes. Yes. Don’t stop.”
“Am I fingering better than him?”
:Yes. You are doing it great.” Faster shaking.
“God. Why don’t you wear some single piece dresses and send me the pics. Why you have to be homely always L “
“Who said? I wear single pieces. Even for recent tenth anniversary of my company, I did.”
“Tenth anniversary?”
“Yes.”
“Party wear? “
“Yes”
“Damn. I wish I was there. I would have laid you over the table and would have fucked you there.”
I came. And I wished to take some lone time. To think what all I have said.
“Hey bro. I got a work to do. I will come back tonight. Ok?”
“Ok bro. Sure. Thanks a lot man. I cummed once. It was really like talking to Aishu. I am too horny whenever I think of the name even. You are great.”
“Hmm. No problem. Take care.”
I logged out not knowing what stupidity I have did now.
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(POV – Ajju)
Arrgggg..
How many times will I say I am embarrassed of my deeds and I am feeling guilty. It bores even me. This chat thing has become some sort of addiction. Something that makes me happy when I do and shameful after done. But, I can’t resist the very next opportunity to chat. I am convincing myself every time and justifying saying, “Ha. That guy is some unknown. What problem is it going to be?”
And, I am saying this. Because, it’s almost noon and I have logged on to my fake mail again. Looking at previous chats and recent bra pic mail. Even after a night of lovemaking and 2 times of hand-shaking in the morning, my cock still remains hard, waiting for Gautham to be online.
Now, Gautham is online.
I started holding my breath. It took a full one minute to receive the sound that made my cock twitch.
“Ping”
“Are you there?”
“Haan.”
“My Damn God. Why did you send that pic to me? Are you an idiot?”
What?! This wasn’t the reaction I was waiting for.
“What?”
“How can you send that pic to me?”
“…”
“God.”
“What happened?” Now, I started to feel sorry. What else can I do.
“I am already missing my wife who has gone to her mother’s house. And I am desperately thinking hard to imagine her while I masturbate and all I can think about is your hot wife you bastard.”
I sighed.
“Now, you have sent this image of her bra and I feel like I will never be able to look into my wife again when she is in her bra and stop myself from thinking about your wife instead.”
“Ha”
“I am serious man. You have a smoking hot girl and even the bra selection shows what an awesome company she would be in bed. I feel all I think about nowadays is your wife.”
“Ha-ha.” What a worst husband I am.
“Tell me. Why did you send that pic?”
“Just felt like sending you. I saw her bra nearby and felt like knowing your comments.”
“What? Nearby? It isn’t an old pic?”
“Ya”
“So, you are back to where you belong? And with her right now?”
My God. What have I done.
“Reply bro. Are you back?? I know you weren’t in India before”
Can’t hide anymore. “Yes. I am back in India.”
“God. So, You will be having Aishu each night hereafter. God. So, I can’t talk with you as I did before L And All I can do is think of all chats and jack-off. Hell. It’s even waste of logging to this mail ID.”
“What?? No No. For next few days, I will come online in nights.“
“Why? Isn’t the hot wife with you?”
“Yeah. But..”
“Has she gone somewhere?”
*sighs* “Yeah. She has.”
“Cool bro. Then, I have some time to chat with you”
“Yes. Yes.”
“If it’s just few days, can we be more open? Can I ask more direct questions that I have been waiting to ask?”
I felt curious of knowing what is more open than we have thought about.
“Yes. Sure.”
“Is Aishu natural or clean?”
“Hmm. Natural mostly.”
“God. I love hairy Indian bitches. But, no offence, your wife is not a bitch but a bomb.”
“Haha. You like her that much?”
“Yes Yess Yesss Yessss. She is one hell of a woman. Then, Does she uses swear words?”
“What?”
“Swear words in bed? Like, Fuck me Fuck me. You bastard fuck my cunt.”
“Yes she does.”
“Will you do something for me? Please Arjun. Please don’t say no.”
Getting more curious.
“Yes. I will.”
“Sure?”
“Sure.”
“Please send me Aishu’s latest pic and then, talk to me for few minutes as Aishu.”
“What?”
“Please Please bro. I beg you.”
You all know me better by now. I did upload the pic, I took today morning in airport. When she was sitting down in the waiting area for a coffee.
I waited for his comments.
“Aishu?”
My cock saluted seeing his message.
“Yes.”
“How are you?”
“Yeah good.”
“I am your crazy fan. Do you know that?”
“Really?”
“Yes. Really. Are you in that dress in the pic?”
“Yes.”
“Wearing push-up bra?”
“Yes. How you know? “
“Your husband said me.”
This made me hard. I know its just fantasy chat, but, a guy asking such a question and saying such an answer. Ahh.
“Oh.”
“You know how lucky he is? “
“Lucky for?”
“Getting you. You are too hot in the pic”
“Haha. Thanks .“
“You know what? Even the tiny slit your armpit created make me horny as hell.”
“mm”
“Your eyes. Your look. Your sexy hands and that armpit opening. I feel like kissing even there and taking you to bed with me. You are such a piece of art and I wanna have it at least once in life. “
“Haha. “
“I stopped thinking of my wife altogether, All I think about you and your beauty. You know what all I want to do you.?”
“What all?”
“I wanna come there. I wanna kiss your sexy lips that are seductive like hell in the pic.”
“Hmmm.”
“Is Chennai too hot now?”
“No. Not much.”
“Ahh My bad. If its too hot, you would wear something light and skimpy right?”
“Nope. I go out only in homely dresses.”
“Oh. So homely out and slutty in?”
“Maybe “
“Is Ajju taking enough care of you?”
I started typing yes and I changed it just to know how he speaks.
“Nope. He is such a loser. Always busy. Always work. “
“What a fool. If I have got you, I would be busy too. Working always. But, busy in fucking your tight sexy cunt and working on your boobs Aishu.”
Ahh. Those sentences as if really talking to Aishu made me shake for the third time.
“Ohh.”
“Yes. You know what? Your hubby sent me your bra pic.”
“Really????Oh God. He is too bad.”
“No no. He is too good guy. He is making others happy na.”
“Haha. Can you please use some swear words.”
“Nope. Nope.”
“Please. Arjun said you use swear words.”
“Only in bed. When he is doing something.”
“Then, ask him to do something.”
“He is sleeping.”
“Then, shall I do something? Will you use then?”
“What will you do?”
“I will just unzip your jean and leave me hand in inside your panty and slowly rub it over your cunt. And finger my 3 fingers at the same time.”
“Yes. Yes. Don’t stop.”
“Am I fingering better than him?”
:Yes. You are doing it great.” Faster shaking.
“God. Why don’t you wear some single piece dresses and send me the pics. Why you have to be homely always L “
“Who said? I wear single pieces. Even for recent tenth anniversary of my company, I did.”
“Tenth anniversary?”
“Yes.”
“Party wear? “
“Yes”
“Damn. I wish I was there. I would have laid you over the table and would have fucked you there.”
I came. And I wished to take some lone time. To think what all I have said.
“Hey bro. I got a work to do. I will come back tonight. Ok?”
“Ok bro. Sure. Thanks a lot man. I cummed once. It was really like talking to Aishu. I am too horny whenever I think of the name even. You are great.”
“Hmm. No problem. Take care.”
I logged out not knowing what stupidity I have did now.
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