13-08-2022, 10:58 AM
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Chapter 59 – Wicked Question
(POV – Aishu)
Four or five black men. Beastly looking, muscles all over and naked as coal. One Indian woman in between. Damn. It’s me. Just in a short white party wear looking contrast to their black bodies. One bald man opens my legs wide and my thighs seems to be of same size to his arms and as the dress pulls itself up, I realize I wore no panty.
Bald guy says, “Yummy. Look at the wet cunt. We are in for a party tonight mates.”
And another guy whose teeth looks completely out of place to his body, comes near my face with breath reeking in alcohol smiles, shows his monster cock twice the size of any normal Indian including my hubby and say,
“Hey brown babe. Wanna have some fun?”
I woke all sweaty inspite of the AC. It must be nearing dawn. I could sense the sun is about to rise and I felt so scared and alone. My head was pounding like anything. I turned to the other side of bed and Ajju wasn’t there. How will he be? I drove him to the living room.
As I pushed myself up to sit against the wall, I realized it. I am not wearing a panty. And everything to come my mind.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck”
I cursed myself. What made me behave like that? I had drinks in a bar and danced with random strangers. What if someone I know was there? How could I be such a fool?
And My panties. Fuck me. I have removed my panties in a public place, wearing a short dress and danced again. I felt disgusted of myself. I ran to the bathroom, threw away the dress and bra and opened the shower.
I wanted all those things I did to get washed by the flow of water. I took soap and started applying it all over me and as I crossed my sensitive nipples, I was able to feel the pleasure hormones flowing into the brain and my mind exposed the truth for a moment.
I enjoyed dancing with that guy.
He was efficient, elegant and manly. His moves and the way he carried me effortlessly was all I wished that I will get one day. But, I expected it from my husband and I got it from some stranger.
Was I wet then? If I was, I threw the panty to Ajju. Will he have seen it? Damn. Let him see. Let him know that his girl got wet for a stranger as he gave her something, that he have never gave.
As the soap moved down, I also thought about the way, his strong hands gripped my hip and how hard his hands felt in my soft ass and his touch in my thighs. I should have continued dancing and let myself know, how far he could’ve went. But, Something stopped me. Thank God. Something stopped me.
I was thinking all these mixed things and I came out of the shower. I took a panty first and wore it and then the bra and got myself into a T-shirt and capris. I was not ready yet to go out of the bedroom and face him. He is the one who did every mistake and I was the one who was feeling more guilty. I should have been in control yesterday.
But, what did being in control did to me? Nothing.
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I got myself some courage and decided to go out and have myself a cup of coffee to heal myself from the headache. This hell must be the hangover. I opened the door slightly to see what he is doing.
Shit. He was lying down in the sofa with his head opposite to the door. His hands were inside his tracks and he was looking into our honeymoon pic in which I wore a mini skirt in the beach and I could see his hands moving inside his shorts.
I felt pity for him to masturbate for his own wife in his living room, while the wife was just a room away. But, It brought me other memories too and they killed my pity and filled my heart with anger and frustration. (Frustration of yesterday night mostly.) He would have shared the same picture to multiple men and must have did the same to his dick as they abused me and commented dirty about me.
I wanted to run out and push him down and slap him hard. But, It wouldn’t hurt him. Only my hands would pain. As I decided, my course of action, my face grew grim.
I opened the door with sudden swing and he was startled and took away the hands from his tracks.
“What? Thinking which picture to send to strangers now?”
“Aishu.”
“No need of any explanations. Or were you thinking about how would it feel for a white man to fuck me in that dress?”
“Damn. Please stop.”
“What damn? What did I say wrong? I just said what you do.”
“Please don’t kill me in such morning. Please.”
“Morning or evening. You made me suffer whole days altogether and I want to just show how I felt and how you ruined my love.”
“Enough Aishu. Just enough.”
“It is enough when I say enough.”
He kicked the nearby chair and it flew to the wall with a sound and I know my heart was getting scared but, I covered it up with forced boldness.
“Kicking won’t do any good. Just come in. Next step is waiting.”
“No.”
“COME IN. Else, it won’t take me more time to go to pub again but, this time return back with a stranger Arjun.”
He looked at me with defeated eyes and I walked in. I decided to my next course of action just five mins back. As he entered and closed the door, I sat in the cot and asked him to come near me. He was confused.
He sat near me and I took my mobile.
“You know what are we going to do together? After a long time?”
He gave me a quizzical look.
“Something, that you love to do. Guess what?”
“Aishu. Stop it. Talk normally.”
“I am very normal. Today, we are going to chat with a stranger but, you know what, it’s your loving wife who is going to chat instead of you.”
“Please Aishu. Damn. Please.”
“Shhh. Just wait honey.”
I opened the random chatting website’s mobile app and typed the interest as “Wife” and clicked enter.
“I beg you Aishu.”
“What honey? Just as you wish, we are going to do something. Just wait.”
And the message prompted.
Stranger: hey m
Me: 25f here
Me: u from?
Stranger: you married? and Michigan
Me: yes I am. for 2 years
Stranger: have you ever cheated?
Me: Not until now
Stranger: i love married woman
Me: my hubby is asleep and he doesn't make me happy
Stranger: I'd fuck you till you fall asleep
Me: he fucks once and sleeps or he works all day long
Stranger: And eat your sweet pussy till it's dripping wet
Me: how do you know my pussy is sweet?
Stranger: i wanna find out (;
Me: I am sitting near him and chatting. Is it wrong?
Stranger: no
Stranger: if only i was there
Stranger: And we were fucking on the couch
Me: I feel guilty talking like this. But, I feel horny at the same time
Stranger: start rubbing yourself a little
Me: I am already rubbing myself.
Stranger: i bet you wouldn't be able to fit my cock in your mouth
Me: really?
Me: length?
Stranger: 9 inches
Me: Amazing. He is just 6
Stranger: I'm 18 6'4 it's grown with my height
Stranger: do you have a nice ass ?
Me: you are just 18???
Me: I am 25
Me: 6'4 height???
Me: My hubby is much shorter
Stranger: do you like tall guys?
Me: yes I do. In fact people look at my ass as I walk. Even yesterday, I went to a party in a party wear and people looked at my ass more.
Me: I love tall guys. But, destiny gave me shorter man
“Wow pimp. He is 6’4 and just 18. Damn. How do you like this?”
“Please Aishu. Please stop this.”
“No. Just sit quietly and watch your dream come true.”
As he moved near me, I pushed him and gave him a cold stare.
Stranger: i bet you love doggy style
Me: actually, my hubby likes doggy style
Me: I don't let him do that much
Stranger: doggy style is my favorite
Me: my hubby used to say I have perfect structure for doggy style
Me: I am wearing a tshirt and capris.
Stranger: I'll go balls deep right before i cum and then i jizz balls deep and it’ll make you fall to your elbows
Me: I am getting wet
Stranger: it'd be better if you weren't wearing anything
Stranger: And riding this dick like a cow girl
Me: I really wish my husband was more of a man like you.
Stranger: does your husband eat you out a lot?
Me: yes he does. I like him sucking my boobs and licking my cunt than actual fuck
Me: because, he comes in just a minute. I wish i am used correctly. U know something?
Stranger: if i had a gf of wife I'd fuck her anywhere and everywhere
Stranger: what?
Me: I once got my husband sharing my pics to strangers and wanking to their comments
Stranger: I'd wake you up by licking your clit instead of an alarm clock
Me: He said he did only that time as he felt so horny. but, i suspect he does it a lot
Stranger: you must be hot af then,but I'd show my wife off in public, instead of what he did Like let her wear what ever she wants.but we'd do naughty things like do you ever give road Head?
Me: yesterday i went pantiless to a pub :P
Me: but, i never let him dance with me
Stranger: lol why not?
Stranger: I'd want you to give me a lap dance and show that ass off
Me: he doesn't dance well.
Me: but i danced with strangers
Stranger: I'm good at dancing it's a perk of being Mexican. Can you please share your pic?
“What shall I do now honey? “ I asked with a smile in my face.
“Please Please disconnect this. I realize what I did. Aishu. Stop it.”
“Ok Ok. Don’t scream. Today I wouldn’t share it. TODAY.” And I shared a picture of an actress who resembles me saying it is me.
Stranger: you have prefect Boobs for boob fucking
Me: aww. thanks
Me: you are making me wet. Shall I say you something? You shall fuck me. And those licking work my hubby will take care.
Stranger: i bet i could lick your Pussy better, then fuck you till you couldn't walk
Me: oh. then, if you are best in everything, what will my hubby do??
Stranger: watch lol
Me: haha just watch???
Stranger: I'll show him how to fuck a woman till she orgasms and begs for more
Me: That's all I want.
I disconnected the chat and looked at him.
“Why are you killing me like this Aishu?”
“It’s not killing dear. It is making your dreams come true. Just wait and watch”
And I took a picture from hidden folder which I purposefully edited for him with my picture and quotes on it.
“How do you like this pic? Or have you posted such pic and asked how much rate would people give me you worthless pimp?”
He saw the pic and got bewildered.
“AISHU. What nonsense is this???”
“Reality. Now, Get out. I might chat or masturbate and I get less horny if you are around.”
“This is not good Aishu. Please don’t spoil everything. You are going beyond the limits.”
“I am not spoiling dear. You already did. NOW GET OUT”
As he walked out pleading me to stop all this, my mind asked the most wicked question of my life.
That guy told me I am hot and he would love to fuck me, but all he saw was an actress, what would he have said if he saw my real pic. Would the white man say the same?
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(POV – Aishu)
Four or five black men. Beastly looking, muscles all over and naked as coal. One Indian woman in between. Damn. It’s me. Just in a short white party wear looking contrast to their black bodies. One bald man opens my legs wide and my thighs seems to be of same size to his arms and as the dress pulls itself up, I realize I wore no panty.
Bald guy says, “Yummy. Look at the wet cunt. We are in for a party tonight mates.”
And another guy whose teeth looks completely out of place to his body, comes near my face with breath reeking in alcohol smiles, shows his monster cock twice the size of any normal Indian including my hubby and say,
“Hey brown babe. Wanna have some fun?”
I woke all sweaty inspite of the AC. It must be nearing dawn. I could sense the sun is about to rise and I felt so scared and alone. My head was pounding like anything. I turned to the other side of bed and Ajju wasn’t there. How will he be? I drove him to the living room.
As I pushed myself up to sit against the wall, I realized it. I am not wearing a panty. And everything to come my mind.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck”
I cursed myself. What made me behave like that? I had drinks in a bar and danced with random strangers. What if someone I know was there? How could I be such a fool?
And My panties. Fuck me. I have removed my panties in a public place, wearing a short dress and danced again. I felt disgusted of myself. I ran to the bathroom, threw away the dress and bra and opened the shower.
I wanted all those things I did to get washed by the flow of water. I took soap and started applying it all over me and as I crossed my sensitive nipples, I was able to feel the pleasure hormones flowing into the brain and my mind exposed the truth for a moment.
I enjoyed dancing with that guy.
He was efficient, elegant and manly. His moves and the way he carried me effortlessly was all I wished that I will get one day. But, I expected it from my husband and I got it from some stranger.
Was I wet then? If I was, I threw the panty to Ajju. Will he have seen it? Damn. Let him see. Let him know that his girl got wet for a stranger as he gave her something, that he have never gave.
As the soap moved down, I also thought about the way, his strong hands gripped my hip and how hard his hands felt in my soft ass and his touch in my thighs. I should have continued dancing and let myself know, how far he could’ve went. But, Something stopped me. Thank God. Something stopped me.
I was thinking all these mixed things and I came out of the shower. I took a panty first and wore it and then the bra and got myself into a T-shirt and capris. I was not ready yet to go out of the bedroom and face him. He is the one who did every mistake and I was the one who was feeling more guilty. I should have been in control yesterday.
But, what did being in control did to me? Nothing.
I got myself some courage and decided to go out and have myself a cup of coffee to heal myself from the headache. This hell must be the hangover. I opened the door slightly to see what he is doing.
Shit. He was lying down in the sofa with his head opposite to the door. His hands were inside his tracks and he was looking into our honeymoon pic in which I wore a mini skirt in the beach and I could see his hands moving inside his shorts.
I felt pity for him to masturbate for his own wife in his living room, while the wife was just a room away. But, It brought me other memories too and they killed my pity and filled my heart with anger and frustration. (Frustration of yesterday night mostly.) He would have shared the same picture to multiple men and must have did the same to his dick as they abused me and commented dirty about me.
I wanted to run out and push him down and slap him hard. But, It wouldn’t hurt him. Only my hands would pain. As I decided, my course of action, my face grew grim.
I opened the door with sudden swing and he was startled and took away the hands from his tracks.
“What? Thinking which picture to send to strangers now?”
“Aishu.”
“No need of any explanations. Or were you thinking about how would it feel for a white man to fuck me in that dress?”
“Damn. Please stop.”
“What damn? What did I say wrong? I just said what you do.”
“Please don’t kill me in such morning. Please.”
“Morning or evening. You made me suffer whole days altogether and I want to just show how I felt and how you ruined my love.”
“Enough Aishu. Just enough.”
“It is enough when I say enough.”
He kicked the nearby chair and it flew to the wall with a sound and I know my heart was getting scared but, I covered it up with forced boldness.
“Kicking won’t do any good. Just come in. Next step is waiting.”
“No.”
“COME IN. Else, it won’t take me more time to go to pub again but, this time return back with a stranger Arjun.”
He looked at me with defeated eyes and I walked in. I decided to my next course of action just five mins back. As he entered and closed the door, I sat in the cot and asked him to come near me. He was confused.
He sat near me and I took my mobile.
“You know what are we going to do together? After a long time?”
He gave me a quizzical look.
“Something, that you love to do. Guess what?”
“Aishu. Stop it. Talk normally.”
“I am very normal. Today, we are going to chat with a stranger but, you know what, it’s your loving wife who is going to chat instead of you.”
“Please Aishu. Damn. Please.”
“Shhh. Just wait honey.”
I opened the random chatting website’s mobile app and typed the interest as “Wife” and clicked enter.
“I beg you Aishu.”
“What honey? Just as you wish, we are going to do something. Just wait.”
And the message prompted.
Stranger: hey m
Me: 25f here
Me: u from?
Stranger: you married? and Michigan
Me: yes I am. for 2 years
Stranger: have you ever cheated?
Me: Not until now
Stranger: i love married woman
Me: my hubby is asleep and he doesn't make me happy
Stranger: I'd fuck you till you fall asleep
Me: he fucks once and sleeps or he works all day long
Stranger: And eat your sweet pussy till it's dripping wet
Me: how do you know my pussy is sweet?
Stranger: i wanna find out (;
Me: I am sitting near him and chatting. Is it wrong?
Stranger: no
Stranger: if only i was there
Stranger: And we were fucking on the couch
Me: I feel guilty talking like this. But, I feel horny at the same time
Stranger: start rubbing yourself a little
Me: I am already rubbing myself.
Stranger: i bet you wouldn't be able to fit my cock in your mouth
Me: really?
Me: length?
Stranger: 9 inches
Me: Amazing. He is just 6
Stranger: I'm 18 6'4 it's grown with my height
Stranger: do you have a nice ass ?
Me: you are just 18???
Me: I am 25
Me: 6'4 height???
Me: My hubby is much shorter
Stranger: do you like tall guys?
Me: yes I do. In fact people look at my ass as I walk. Even yesterday, I went to a party in a party wear and people looked at my ass more.
Me: I love tall guys. But, destiny gave me shorter man
“Wow pimp. He is 6’4 and just 18. Damn. How do you like this?”
“Please Aishu. Please stop this.”
“No. Just sit quietly and watch your dream come true.”
As he moved near me, I pushed him and gave him a cold stare.
Stranger: i bet you love doggy style
Me: actually, my hubby likes doggy style
Me: I don't let him do that much
Stranger: doggy style is my favorite
Me: my hubby used to say I have perfect structure for doggy style
Me: I am wearing a tshirt and capris.
Stranger: I'll go balls deep right before i cum and then i jizz balls deep and it’ll make you fall to your elbows
Me: I am getting wet
Stranger: it'd be better if you weren't wearing anything
Stranger: And riding this dick like a cow girl
Me: I really wish my husband was more of a man like you.
Stranger: does your husband eat you out a lot?
Me: yes he does. I like him sucking my boobs and licking my cunt than actual fuck
Me: because, he comes in just a minute. I wish i am used correctly. U know something?
Stranger: if i had a gf of wife I'd fuck her anywhere and everywhere
Stranger: what?
Me: I once got my husband sharing my pics to strangers and wanking to their comments
Stranger: I'd wake you up by licking your clit instead of an alarm clock
Me: He said he did only that time as he felt so horny. but, i suspect he does it a lot
Stranger: you must be hot af then,but I'd show my wife off in public, instead of what he did Like let her wear what ever she wants.but we'd do naughty things like do you ever give road Head?
Me: yesterday i went pantiless to a pub :P
Me: but, i never let him dance with me
Stranger: lol why not?
Stranger: I'd want you to give me a lap dance and show that ass off
Me: he doesn't dance well.
Me: but i danced with strangers
Stranger: I'm good at dancing it's a perk of being Mexican. Can you please share your pic?
“What shall I do now honey? “ I asked with a smile in my face.
“Please Please disconnect this. I realize what I did. Aishu. Stop it.”
“Ok Ok. Don’t scream. Today I wouldn’t share it. TODAY.” And I shared a picture of an actress who resembles me saying it is me.
Stranger: you have prefect Boobs for boob fucking
Me: aww. thanks
Me: you are making me wet. Shall I say you something? You shall fuck me. And those licking work my hubby will take care.
Stranger: i bet i could lick your Pussy better, then fuck you till you couldn't walk
Me: oh. then, if you are best in everything, what will my hubby do??
Stranger: watch lol
Me: haha just watch???
Stranger: I'll show him how to fuck a woman till she orgasms and begs for more
Me: That's all I want.
I disconnected the chat and looked at him.
“Why are you killing me like this Aishu?”
“It’s not killing dear. It is making your dreams come true. Just wait and watch”
And I took a picture from hidden folder which I purposefully edited for him with my picture and quotes on it.
“How do you like this pic? Or have you posted such pic and asked how much rate would people give me you worthless pimp?”
He saw the pic and got bewildered.
“AISHU. What nonsense is this???”
“Reality. Now, Get out. I might chat or masturbate and I get less horny if you are around.”
“This is not good Aishu. Please don’t spoil everything. You are going beyond the limits.”
“I am not spoiling dear. You already did. NOW GET OUT”
As he walked out pleading me to stop all this, my mind asked the most wicked question of my life.
That guy told me I am hot and he would love to fuck me, but all he saw was an actress, what would he have said if he saw my real pic. Would the white man say the same?
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