17-03-2023, 09:20 AM
A couple of minutes later, Urvashi had downed her eighth drink and I had downed my sobering coffee. She held on to my arm as she walked in tentative steps. Her skirt, a short pleated one I had gifted her just for this weekend, swayed, giving glimpses of her thighs. An inch of cleavage peaked naughtily out of her tank top under which she wore no bra. As the waiters did their best not to stare, I wondered if any of them had seen me slip her panties off and knew that my wife was not wearing any underwear at all.
I helped Urvashi into the driver's seat and buckled the seat belt.
"Driver, hotel!" she said to me. opening her legs and flashing me her pussy.
"Yes, memsaab." I said, and started driving.
Ten minutes later, I was worried to note that Urvashi was almost half-asleep as I drove through the serpentine mountain roads. I wondered if I had overdone the drinks. I wanted her horny and pliable, not passed out.
Soon, we reached our destination. The car stopping made Urvashi came back to her senses partially.
"Hotel?"
"Not exactly." I said.
"Rishhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!" she whined. "I am hornyyyyyyyyyy!"
"Me too!" I said, getting out of the car and then opening the door.
"Where...are we?" she asked as she took a couple of unsteady steps out of the car on a dark road with tress all around us.
"Butler Point." I said. "I have told you about it before. I used to come here all the time with my parents when we came here on holidays. And then a couple of times with my college friends at night. A lovely look-out point ten minutes walk up this path. It has a couple of benches. And a nice railing with a great view of the valley. Lovely breeze too. OWWWWWW!!"
Urvashi had kicked me hard on the shin with the toe of her high heels even as she clung to me for support.
"Asshole, I am like...like porny like a horn star...and you're fucking taking me sight...sight singing..." she yelled drunkenly.
I reached over with my hand and loudly spanked her naked ass. Then I put my hands behind her knees and picked her up in my arms.
"Urvi, you mean horny like a porn star. And I am also hard like a porn star. Which is why instead of driving you back all the way to the hotel, I want to fuck you up there. Under the moonlit sky."
"Ah!!" she said, locking her hands around my neck.
It had been a fantasy of mine since my younger days to have sex at Butler Point. Any such public location would have done too. But back in Delhi, we didn't really get secluded locations that were safe. And on other occasions when we had gone out, even during our dating days, Urvashi had drawn the line at sex in public. Flashing some skin, yes. Making out, yes. Nudity, no. And sex, hell no.
So now you get the hidden agenda behind getting my wife super drunk and horny. I was betting on her inhibitions being lowered enough that she'd beg me for it. I'd be able to fuck her out in the open in the mountains. And then, maybe coax her into giving anal sex another try. We had initiated it a few times but she had always stopped me before any meaningful penetration happened. But one thing at a time.
I carried my wife up the trail path, my erect dick poking against her waist. I even raised her up by the knees almost upside down to admire her beautiful her naked ass looked with her skirt back hanging below it.
"I'm heavy." Urvash slurred. Oh no, this was not the time for her body image issues to return.
"Shut up! You're sexier than ever!" I said, and then to demonstrate that she wasn't heavy, I twirled her body behind my back and then back to the front like figure skaters do.
Bad idea. She retched and coughed a little with all the booze sloshing about inside her. But it subsided.
"You dick, don't show off." she slapped my cheek lightly.
About 50 feet from the top, my cellphone started ringing. I ignored it.
"Answer it!" Urvashi said.
"It can wait." I said, stepping up my pace as the benches and the railing came into view.
"Could be Abir about...about Abir." she said in her motherly voice.
Fuck! If the little tyke had chosen this moment to create a situation with his aunt, I swore I'd put him up for adoption.
"Unlikely." I said, now almost close to the railing.
"Please sweetie!" Urvashi begged.
"Fine." I said, putting her down.
Urvashi swayed a little, holding on to my arm. I fished out the phone which had stopped ringing by now.
"It's not your sister. It's Sharad calling from San Jose." I said, showing her the screen
"Our CFO?"
"Yup." I said slipping the phone back into my pocket.
"Fuck him!" Urvashi said throwing her right hand in the air behind her shoulder.
She stumbled a little, but stabilized herself. Then she walked towards the shoulder high railing, bent forward and pushed her chest against it, thrust her ass back, and gyrated it invitingly.
I helped Urvashi into the driver's seat and buckled the seat belt.
"Driver, hotel!" she said to me. opening her legs and flashing me her pussy.
"Yes, memsaab." I said, and started driving.
Ten minutes later, I was worried to note that Urvashi was almost half-asleep as I drove through the serpentine mountain roads. I wondered if I had overdone the drinks. I wanted her horny and pliable, not passed out.
Soon, we reached our destination. The car stopping made Urvashi came back to her senses partially.
"Hotel?"
"Not exactly." I said.
"Rishhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!" she whined. "I am hornyyyyyyyyyy!"
"Me too!" I said, getting out of the car and then opening the door.
"Where...are we?" she asked as she took a couple of unsteady steps out of the car on a dark road with tress all around us.
"Butler Point." I said. "I have told you about it before. I used to come here all the time with my parents when we came here on holidays. And then a couple of times with my college friends at night. A lovely look-out point ten minutes walk up this path. It has a couple of benches. And a nice railing with a great view of the valley. Lovely breeze too. OWWWWWW!!"
Urvashi had kicked me hard on the shin with the toe of her high heels even as she clung to me for support.
"Asshole, I am like...like porny like a horn star...and you're fucking taking me sight...sight singing..." she yelled drunkenly.
I reached over with my hand and loudly spanked her naked ass. Then I put my hands behind her knees and picked her up in my arms.
"Urvi, you mean horny like a porn star. And I am also hard like a porn star. Which is why instead of driving you back all the way to the hotel, I want to fuck you up there. Under the moonlit sky."
"Ah!!" she said, locking her hands around my neck.
It had been a fantasy of mine since my younger days to have sex at Butler Point. Any such public location would have done too. But back in Delhi, we didn't really get secluded locations that were safe. And on other occasions when we had gone out, even during our dating days, Urvashi had drawn the line at sex in public. Flashing some skin, yes. Making out, yes. Nudity, no. And sex, hell no.
So now you get the hidden agenda behind getting my wife super drunk and horny. I was betting on her inhibitions being lowered enough that she'd beg me for it. I'd be able to fuck her out in the open in the mountains. And then, maybe coax her into giving anal sex another try. We had initiated it a few times but she had always stopped me before any meaningful penetration happened. But one thing at a time.
I carried my wife up the trail path, my erect dick poking against her waist. I even raised her up by the knees almost upside down to admire her beautiful her naked ass looked with her skirt back hanging below it.
"I'm heavy." Urvash slurred. Oh no, this was not the time for her body image issues to return.
"Shut up! You're sexier than ever!" I said, and then to demonstrate that she wasn't heavy, I twirled her body behind my back and then back to the front like figure skaters do.
Bad idea. She retched and coughed a little with all the booze sloshing about inside her. But it subsided.
"You dick, don't show off." she slapped my cheek lightly.
About 50 feet from the top, my cellphone started ringing. I ignored it.
"Answer it!" Urvashi said.
"It can wait." I said, stepping up my pace as the benches and the railing came into view.
"Could be Abir about...about Abir." she said in her motherly voice.
Fuck! If the little tyke had chosen this moment to create a situation with his aunt, I swore I'd put him up for adoption.
"Unlikely." I said, now almost close to the railing.
"Please sweetie!" Urvashi begged.
"Fine." I said, putting her down.
Urvashi swayed a little, holding on to my arm. I fished out the phone which had stopped ringing by now.
"It's not your sister. It's Sharad calling from San Jose." I said, showing her the screen
"Our CFO?"
"Yup." I said slipping the phone back into my pocket.
"Fuck him!" Urvashi said throwing her right hand in the air behind her shoulder.
She stumbled a little, but stabilized herself. Then she walked towards the shoulder high railing, bent forward and pushed her chest against it, thrust her ass back, and gyrated it invitingly.
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