09-01-2024, 05:30 AM
Start Date: 02 .09. 2023
Completed Date: 11.11.23
Title: Amudha’s Escapades
Chapter 6: Amudha and The Two Cops
Word Count: 19,445
Author: Novelist Casanova
Inside an abandoned Godown inside the deep Forest Area in Andhra Pradesh, my husband and I were tied up by two Red Sander Smugglers. As my husband was tied up on a chair, so tight that he could not move, since there was only one chair, they made me stand and tied my arms on each side to two poles. I was standing only in my Yellow Blouse and Yellow Petticoat, with my arms wide open and my entire yellow Blouse I was wearing, soaked completely with my sweat. My yellow blouse was soaked in my sweat so much that, if I did not wear my Bra inside, my boobs would have been easily seen through my wet Yellow Blouse. “Let her go, please, it was I who called the cops and got you arrested for Smuggling Red Sanders, my wife is innocent. Please let her go,” as my husband was begging one of the Red Sander Smuggler, named Hari, and the other Red Sander Smuggler, named Babu, who was just a young kid, must be in his early 20s, was grabbing my Ass Cheeks over my Yellow Petticoat, brushing his chest against my boobs over my Yellow Blouse and whispering something to me in Telugu, looking at my lips. Though I could not speak Telugu, I could understand a few words, and I could feel that he was horny and was telling me how my ass cheeks in my Yellow Petticoat feel in his hands and how my boobs in my Yellow Blouse feel against his chest. And me being a Lady, who was into dirty, uneducated, uncivilized, rude, unhygienic men, and ugly men, after my encounters with the Auto Drivers, began shamelessly enjoying the way this Red Sander Smuggler was feeling up my ass cheeks over my Yellow Petticoat, brushing his Chest against my Boobs over my Yellow Blouse, and whispering something looking at my lips. “Hari, tell him to let her Go,” my husband began begging the Smuggler who was near him. Though I was horny and was enjoying the way this ugly Red Sander Smuggler named Babu was feeling up my Ass Cheeks over my Yellow Petticoat and brushing his Chest over my Boobs in my Yellow Blouse, “Please don’t do this, I am married, I have kids, please,” I begged, so that my husband wouldn’t know that I was enjoying myself. The guy who was feeling me up my super ugly, which was making me super horny, and as he began taking into his complete embrace and began kissing my lips with his filthy lips, for a moment or two, I began kissing his lips back, and quickly realized my husband was watching and begging the smuggler who are close to him to tell the smuggler who was feeling me up nicely and kissing my lips to stop, and I stopped kissing his lips back. Though I stopped kissing his lips back, the smuggler continued enjoying feeling me up and kissing my lips nicely, “my God, mmmm what a new feeling,” I began telling myself and began totally enjoying myself. “Hari, if you don’t stop him, I am gonna fucking kill you,” as my husband began shouting at him, Hari kicked my husband on the chest, making him fall backwards along with this chair he was tied on to. Babu, who had taken me into his complete embrace, feeling my boobs in my yellow Blouse against his chest, began watching the way my husband had fallen along with the chair he was tied on to, with his cheek against my cheek, feeling up my Ass cheeks over my Yellow Petticoat nicely, instead of feeling sorry for my husband who had fallen backwards along with his chair, realizing that my husband could not see me, began shamelessly enjoying the way Babu was feeling me up and enjoying himself. While Hari knelt down and began holding my husband’s shirt collar and began yelling at my husband and my husband began yelling at him back and were having a violent argument, Babu began kissing my lips, hugging me tight and feeling up my ass cheeks over my Yellow Petticoat nicely. Realizing that my husband could not see me from the angle in which he was on the floor, I cheekily began kissing Babu’s lips back passionately and enjoying myself. “Mmmmmmmmmmmm,” he was moaning, saying something in Telugu, which I did not understand, but I could clearly understand that he was enjoying himself, and so was I. “Ram ….. Ram …. Ram…. nooooooo….. Nooooo…!” I began screaming, so that my husband wouldn't suspect me that I was enjoying myself, and began kissing Babu’s lips nicely. The way I was kissing Babu’s lips was driving him crazy, and grabbing me by my hair, he said something in Telugu which I could not understand, and he began kissing my lips grabbing me by my hair, I began kissing his lips nicely. “Mmmmmmm…..” he exclaimed pausing kissing my lips and looking at my lips, and pinching my lips gently, he was saying something in Telugu, which I could not understand, but in the middle he mentioned the English word “Sweet” from which I could clearly understand that he was telling me that my lips were sweet. I get it all the time, all the guys (and some Gurls) who have kissed my lips have all said that my lips tastes sweet, probably because I eat a lot of Candies? I don’t know. But today when my husband decided to take me to meet a Minister in Andhra Pradesh, so that he could get a Construction Contract in Andhra Pradesh, and told me to get well dressed at the same time keep it simple, I took my shower wore my brand new Black Panties, White Bra, Yellow Blouse on top of my White Bra and matching Yellow Petticoat on top of my Black Panties, and wore an expensive but simple looking Yellow Chiffon saree. Though I wore some simple looking gold bangles, ear rings, waist chain, etc, they were very expensive and accentuated my beauty, and my husband absolutely loved me in them. “My God, Amudha, looking at you like this is making me so horny that I want to take you to our bedroom and make love to you, but I controlling myself so that I could share you with Raju tonight,” my husband said in an horny tone, scratching his cock over his Pants.
Completed Date: 11.11.23
Title: Amudha’s Escapades
Chapter 6: Amudha and The Two Cops
Word Count: 19,445
Author: Novelist Casanova
Chapter 6: Amudha and The Two Cops
Inside an abandoned Godown inside the deep Forest Area in Andhra Pradesh, my husband and I were tied up by two Red Sander Smugglers. As my husband was tied up on a chair, so tight that he could not move, since there was only one chair, they made me stand and tied my arms on each side to two poles. I was standing only in my Yellow Blouse and Yellow Petticoat, with my arms wide open and my entire yellow Blouse I was wearing, soaked completely with my sweat. My yellow blouse was soaked in my sweat so much that, if I did not wear my Bra inside, my boobs would have been easily seen through my wet Yellow Blouse. “Let her go, please, it was I who called the cops and got you arrested for Smuggling Red Sanders, my wife is innocent. Please let her go,” as my husband was begging one of the Red Sander Smuggler, named Hari, and the other Red Sander Smuggler, named Babu, who was just a young kid, must be in his early 20s, was grabbing my Ass Cheeks over my Yellow Petticoat, brushing his chest against my boobs over my Yellow Blouse and whispering something to me in Telugu, looking at my lips. Though I could not speak Telugu, I could understand a few words, and I could feel that he was horny and was telling me how my ass cheeks in my Yellow Petticoat feel in his hands and how my boobs in my Yellow Blouse feel against his chest. And me being a Lady, who was into dirty, uneducated, uncivilized, rude, unhygienic men, and ugly men, after my encounters with the Auto Drivers, began shamelessly enjoying the way this Red Sander Smuggler was feeling up my ass cheeks over my Yellow Petticoat, brushing his Chest against my Boobs over my Yellow Blouse, and whispering something looking at my lips. “Hari, tell him to let her Go,” my husband began begging the Smuggler who was near him. Though I was horny and was enjoying the way this ugly Red Sander Smuggler named Babu was feeling up my Ass Cheeks over my Yellow Petticoat and brushing his Chest over my Boobs in my Yellow Blouse, “Please don’t do this, I am married, I have kids, please,” I begged, so that my husband wouldn’t know that I was enjoying myself. The guy who was feeling me up my super ugly, which was making me super horny, and as he began taking into his complete embrace and began kissing my lips with his filthy lips, for a moment or two, I began kissing his lips back, and quickly realized my husband was watching and begging the smuggler who are close to him to tell the smuggler who was feeling me up nicely and kissing my lips to stop, and I stopped kissing his lips back. Though I stopped kissing his lips back, the smuggler continued enjoying feeling me up and kissing my lips nicely, “my God, mmmm what a new feeling,” I began telling myself and began totally enjoying myself. “Hari, if you don’t stop him, I am gonna fucking kill you,” as my husband began shouting at him, Hari kicked my husband on the chest, making him fall backwards along with this chair he was tied on to. Babu, who had taken me into his complete embrace, feeling my boobs in my yellow Blouse against his chest, began watching the way my husband had fallen along with the chair he was tied on to, with his cheek against my cheek, feeling up my Ass cheeks over my Yellow Petticoat nicely, instead of feeling sorry for my husband who had fallen backwards along with his chair, realizing that my husband could not see me, began shamelessly enjoying the way Babu was feeling me up and enjoying himself. While Hari knelt down and began holding my husband’s shirt collar and began yelling at my husband and my husband began yelling at him back and were having a violent argument, Babu began kissing my lips, hugging me tight and feeling up my ass cheeks over my Yellow Petticoat nicely. Realizing that my husband could not see me from the angle in which he was on the floor, I cheekily began kissing Babu’s lips back passionately and enjoying myself. “Mmmmmmmmmmmm,” he was moaning, saying something in Telugu, which I did not understand, but I could clearly understand that he was enjoying himself, and so was I. “Ram ….. Ram …. Ram…. nooooooo….. Nooooo…!” I began screaming, so that my husband wouldn't suspect me that I was enjoying myself, and began kissing Babu’s lips nicely. The way I was kissing Babu’s lips was driving him crazy, and grabbing me by my hair, he said something in Telugu which I could not understand, and he began kissing my lips grabbing me by my hair, I began kissing his lips nicely. “Mmmmmmm…..” he exclaimed pausing kissing my lips and looking at my lips, and pinching my lips gently, he was saying something in Telugu, which I could not understand, but in the middle he mentioned the English word “Sweet” from which I could clearly understand that he was telling me that my lips were sweet. I get it all the time, all the guys (and some Gurls) who have kissed my lips have all said that my lips tastes sweet, probably because I eat a lot of Candies? I don’t know. But today when my husband decided to take me to meet a Minister in Andhra Pradesh, so that he could get a Construction Contract in Andhra Pradesh, and told me to get well dressed at the same time keep it simple, I took my shower wore my brand new Black Panties, White Bra, Yellow Blouse on top of my White Bra and matching Yellow Petticoat on top of my Black Panties, and wore an expensive but simple looking Yellow Chiffon saree. Though I wore some simple looking gold bangles, ear rings, waist chain, etc, they were very expensive and accentuated my beauty, and my husband absolutely loved me in them. “My God, Amudha, looking at you like this is making me so horny that I want to take you to our bedroom and make love to you, but I controlling myself so that I could share you with Raju tonight,” my husband said in an horny tone, scratching his cock over his Pants.
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