10-04-2024, 08:01 PM
Chapter 31 – Everything has consequences.
Back in my home reflected on all that had happened the days I had been away from my husband and child. At that time, I had forgotten that I was a wife and mother. Rather I was once again a young woman in love spending time with her lover. Yet it was more than that. I had done things I didn’t think it was possible for me to do. I had been tempted to experiment erotic pleasure not just with my lover but another man too. A sexuality has been awoken in me and now can I ever be the Bhavani of old. As I looked at my sleeping son I reflected on how badly my I had behaved. Fooling my husband and not thinking of him is one thing but not even thinking of my son made me feel guilty. How my mother had scolded me when I went to pick him up.
“This is the last time I want to see you doing something like this. Don’t ever think again of abandoning you husband and son like this and go enjoy yourself somewhere. This is not the behaviour of a good family woman.” She had warned me sternly.
If she only knew of the things I had done she probably would have had a heart attack. But I have had the taste of the forbidden and that had been very delicious (erotically), would I be able to abstain if another opportunity comes along? I don’t think so. I had felt so alive in that two, three days. When my husband arrived back all he talked about was his work and new position. What was important to him seemed to be about what new responsibility he had and how his future would be. He only asked some perfunctory questions about my trip such as how I was the holiday and what was all that I did. Even for these innocuous questions I was afraid that I might inadvertently blurt out something and reveal things I shouldn’t do. That he didn’t show more interest in my trip was a surprise to me. I had expected to be grilled by him on what was on the trip. It seemed like his promotion and new responsibilities was what had excited him a lot and was dominating his thoughts. That was all for the good. It's been a week since I had sex and now I have fully rested up after all the strenuous (but amazingly wonderful) sexual activity. As days passed the feeling of guilt started growing in me. I wanted to give my husband soothing pleasures in return for cheating on him. Especially for him giving me the opportunity to have unforgettable sex with my adulterous false husband.
“How is it dear .. you enjoying it?” I asked as I took my mouth of my husband’s cock. I had been sucking him for the past few minutes.
This was the same question I had asked (maybe not in the exact same words) to both Vikram and Sham. Those were two large male organs .. both long but with one being thicker and the other longer. Sucking those huge rods had been a challenge in comparison to doing it for my husband whose cock was more or less around half the length of Sham’s cock. There was an advantage though in giving my husband oral sex, it was easier for me to deep throat him. In fact I didn’t even attempt to deep throat Sham .. his cock was simply too long.
“It feels fantastic Bhavani … I’m scared I’ll cum,” My husband moaned.
I gripped my husband’s penis just below the head part and squeezed tight. In this was his feeling of wanting to ejaculate slowly receded. Then I started sucking his penis again. Doing this a few times, I sucked my husband’s cock for more than ten minutes for the first time. He should thank Vikram for this too. This technique was used on Vikram by his sex guru, first lover and taker of his virginity namely Sandhya. As an inexperienced teenager he had needed it then to control his excitement and build up his tolerance level but now of course he had no need for it. He could control himself for as long as needed. As I had been sucking him longer than usual his cock had swelled up to a size it had not reached before.
“Yours has become so big today my husband,” I told him as I kissed his penis.
I looked at his face and saw it was full of pride. Too bad that he would be very upset if he got to know how much more big and powerful Vikram’s cock is and how I loved to give it pleasure with my mouth. If only my husband’s character had been different, that is like some men who even if they get to know that their wives are enjoying sexual pleasure that they can't give with someone else they choose to pretend not to know as long as the wife was discrete and did not neglect the family. That would have been so convenient for Vikram and I. Knowing the situation he would excuse himself on some pretext to give Vikram and I the freedom in indulge in our love making. That type of a man would even pretend to be sleeping while the wife visits the guest room where her lover is staying and only comes back to her husband in the early hours of the morning. Everyone knows what is happening but each of the persons play ignorance. The benefit in this case won’t be only for the wife and her lover but also the husband as well. The wife, grateful to have such an understanding husband would go out of her way to show her appreciation by taking care of her husband very well including sexually. In that case Vikram wouldn’t even have to pretend to love Smitha just to be with me. Vikram would be all mine in that case. Well, I could only dream because my husband was not such type of a man. Only very few fortunate women have such open-minded husbands. Some people like me fulfil our desires secretly with our lovers, but most women just bury their desires and live the life they have got. Women who have husbands who fulfil their desires are the real lucky ones. But still I was also lucky because my husband had unknowingly given me the opportunity to enjoy a sort of honeymoon with my lover. Now in trying to make amends for the betrayal I’m trying to give my husband as much pleasure as possible. In a way this was sex out of pity and if my husband knew that he would be very hurt.
I mounted his hip and took his penis inside my vagina and started riding him. As I did so I kept looking at his face. When I see signs that he was getting near to his climax I would stop, lie down on his face and kiss him lovingly. When I feel he had sufficiently recovered I would start riding him again. This type of stop/start turned off my own desire but this sex was for my husband not for me. This was to make up for what I had done to him. I wanted to make this as enjoyable as possible for him. As I was riding him the Mangalsutra was bouncing on my bouncy boobs. This was my husbands mangalsutra not that from Vikram. I should one day have sex with my husband while wearing Vikram’s mangalsutra. In that case am I betraying Vikram with my husband. Hmm sex with my husband while wearing Vikram’s mangalsutra and sex with Vikram while wearing my husbands mangalsutra. In that case am I betraying both my husband and my lover .. or even my husband some how becomes my lover while Vikram becomes the husband. Thinking of this a smile appeared on my face.
Noticing this my husband asked,” Why the smile Bhavani?”
“Oh nothing .. I was thinking how good this is today,” I lied hiding the real reason for my mirth.
While riding my husband my mind wandered to what had happened between me and Vikram .. even what I nearly did with Sham the first evening and how I made him cum the next day. This actually caused my nipples to swell up as I too got aroused now. At a point I was getting near my climax too. After that I couldn’t think only of my husband’s pleasure anymore as I concentrated on my own pleasure. I got off him, lay on my back I wrestled and pulled him on top of me. Now he was the one in control. He quickly began to pump as fast as he could. I had already been prolonging his peak for some time and just within two minutes he reached his orgasm. I kept moaning and telling him to keep banging me. He continued for as long as he could. Luckily I climaxed before he lost his erection fully.
“I enjoyed a lot .. was it wonderful for you too Bhavani?”
I knew he wanted me to have enjoyed it as much as he had. Why would I want to disappoint him? It serves no purpose. “It was deliriously good,” I told him. What he didn’t know was what I enjoyed with Vikram last week was so much better than this. My husband had a very sound sleep that night. Even in his sleep I could see the contentment on his face. I was glad I had somewhat made up for cheating his a few days ago.
Vikram and I often talked on the phone as we exchanged endearments. We enjoyed phone sex whenever we were in the mood. Now I noticed that Smitha didn’t talk to me much as she used too. I reasoned that as she became settled in her work and hot busier she was probably more tired when she got back home and that was why she spent most of her time in her room. That worked out well for me too. I also had no desire to develop a close relationship with her. Afterall she was my rival for Vikram’s love. A month had passed like this. Vikram too was busy with his work and didn't get a chance to come here but he had only a couple of days ago given me the good news that he will come here the next week. As no one was home now I did what I usually did in this situation, I called him over the phone.
"Hello baby, how are you?"
"Hi, wife, I'm fine but I miss you,” he said.
"Me too dear, I still can't forget the tour darling. I want so much to see you."
“Same feeling here too sweetie, not long now, I’ll be there in a few days .. just wait my love.”
“But still, when you come here Smitha would dominate your time, what is there for me?” I lamented.
“I’ve told her that I would be coming only around six in the evening and that I’ll meet her at her office but I’ll be here by eleven in the morning Bhavani. We have quite a few hours together.”
I knew what those few hours would be spent on. For him giving me the good news, I had good news of my own to give him. "Darling, I want to tell you something?"
"What is it Bhavani, tell me."
"As of yesterday, my periods have been delayed for four days. I'm never been late like this before."
"Oh my god, yes," he said, his joy evident in his voice. "Is your pregnancy confirmed?"
“I haven’t seen the doctor yet. I’ll wait another three days and if my periods still don’t come by then I’ll see the doctor.”
"Did you tell your first husband?"
"Not yet, I have to tell the baby's father first don’t I?"
"Ha, ha it's true. But he's the one who's going to think it's his child, tell him too."
"I'll tell him when I'm sure but I wanted you to be the first to know."
"Thank you baby .. I want a beautiful baby girl just like you."
"Hmm hum no chance, I want a boy who is as charming and manly like you who can win over any girl."
"Why do you say that Bhavani."
"Why? Because only then my son's wife won’t be seduced by another man and she will not betray him."
By saying this am I admitting that my darling son Avinash’s future wife would be cheating on him the same way his mother is cheating on his father? I can accept cheating my husband but my mind refuses to think of my son being betrayed by his wife and hurting him. I loved Avinash a lot and he meant the world to me. Vikram laughed out loud on hearing me say that.
He
After I kept the phone down the smile on my face still lingered on. At that time as I was returning to my work station a colleague of mine said,” Why that smile? Which new woman has fallen prey to you?”
The woman sitting across from me looked up when she heard this. It seems that he loves her and had proposed to her but she hasn’t said okay to him yet. He often says something like this to me within her earshot. He wanted her to know that I'm a womaniser and not to be trusted because he was afraid I'll get in between and grab her first. I didn’t have time for him and I didn’t like him too. He needn’t be afraid as I had no interest in her though she was a good-looking woman. Maybe if she was married I may have had some attraction for her. But this guy has been irritating me for way too long. If she ever says okay to him and becomes his betrothed I may seduce her just out of spite for him. He would get a well fucked bride to enjoy his first night with. He, better not irritate me too much if he knows what is good for him.
"No, it was my mother who called me,” I replied to him, “She wants me to get married and trying to match make for me. I told her that we have many beautiful girls here and I will choose one I like." As I said this I looked into her eyes while smiling mischievously. This ought to stress him out further .. more so when she smiled back in return.
His face drained off blood. Idiot, will he say anything more to irritate me from now on? This was just a warning to him. I had not seduced any new woman as he had said, rather I had made a woman who I had already seduced, pregnant. What's next now for me after succeeding in what I had dreamed of doing? I want to see Bhavani's belly grow. Every time I see Mohan, I want to gloat inside that it was my baby that was growing inside his wife's womb. But there was some truth to what my colleague had said. There was a new woman I had seduced … or rather a new woman had seduced me. It had been twelve days since I had returned from that memorable tour. I was relaxing at home after returning from work when there was a knock on my door. I had called out ‘who is it?’ and Girja replied it was her. Was her husband away on work? She’s coming to my flat now. I went and opened the door. I was slightly taken aback to see Madula standing there with Girja.
Recovering quickly, I said,” What a surprise .. please come in.”
Both of them walked in with Madula appraising my place. She was very wealthy and my accommodation would be considered very modest in comparison to hers. She was really dolled up with the works as far as her makeup was concerned. She looked very hot in a semi sheer blue saree, sleeves low cut cleavage revealing blouse and a generous portion of her hips and belly in display by the way she had dbangd her saree on. Her purpose in coming was clearly understood by the way she was dressed. We made small talk for a while before Girja bid goodbye saying, "I would love to stay here but my husband will be back in a little while."
She looked at Madula and said, "Have fun dear," before she gave a wink and closed the door.
Madula came straight to the point. “Why couldn’t you have shared Bhavani with us that day? Hearing her scream behind the closed bedroom door made me so hot and so it did Sham too. We fucked like animals imagining what you two were doing.”
“Whoa .. whoa .. relax .. why this hurry?”
“I’ve been wanting to enjoy fully with you from that day. What we did that day was like only a sample for me.”
After about twenty minutes or so my cock had spread her pussy lips fully as we lay together naked on my bed. Seeing my rod inside of her, she said, "This is why I love to fuck you Vikram, how widely you stretch my pussy with this hot cock of yours."
"Sham is there to do this to you."
"His cock is very long I know, but not so fat as yours, that's where the extra pleasure is."
I fucked her furiously. She was the one who plotted to have Sham fuck Bhavani. Who knows if she had succeeded it may be Sham’s child that was in Bhavani’s womb right now? I fucked her hard in wanting to inflict punishment for that but it was no punishment at all for that itchy bitch, rather she enjoyed it immensely. After our fornication was over, she lay next to me on the bed and lit a cigarette. She offered me a pull but I refused the offer. We were drenched in sweat after that animalistic mating.
"Vikram, when you finally get bored of Bhavani why not share her, she’s a hot bitch and we can all have group sex together."
"All? Who do you have in mind?"
"Me, you, Sham, why even Girja can be included in it."
As I remained silent she took my cock in her hand and started stroking in with the intent of persuading me to agree to her idea.
"Just think, while Sham and Bhavani fuck we can watch them and fuck ourselves. Imagine Bhavani sucking his cock as you pound her pussy. I'll lick your cock and her pussy together as you two make love."
She was attempting to paint as lewd and erotic picture as she can to tempt me. I wondered why she was so keen to make Bhavani a full slut just like her. It could be that she didn’t want to feel Bhavani to be in any way superior to her because Bhavani could display control over her desires and stick only to one lover.
As I still remained silent she continued, "So many possibilities. Sex will be awesome for us. Sham is craving so much for her, give him a chance to enjoy her sweet cunt. It will also be a new experience for Bhavani."
I just replied, "Hmm, let's see."
After we did it once more that day, she left. After that after a few days she called me again on the phone. She suggested that we have threesome sex with Sham. Even to that I was non-committal.
Now after three days Bhavani called me again on the phone.
"Good news darling, I'm pregnant, doctor has confirmed it."
"Great news, baby,” I was absolutely delighted, “Have you told your husband?"
"That's why I'm telling you."
"No, I meant your first husband."
"I'll call him shortly after I finish speaking to you."
After we chatted for a while Bhavani hung up the phone. As I had planned, I arrived in Coimbatore in the morning on the scheduled date. After a break of over a month we spent our time in sating our desires. Our entire sex that day took place in her master bedroom. For the first time I was lying where her husband would be sleeping. I was fucking his wife where he would be fucking. Her husband would have had sex with her many times in that bed, but the bed would have never creaked and make as much noise like it did today. We would chat and cuddle in between our bouts of passionate sex.
“When you informed your husband that you were pregnant how was his reaction,” I asked as I caressed her stomach. Of course her stomach did not show any signs as yet. She was only pregnant a little over a month.
“He was absolutely delighted. Not just him but both his parents and mine. In fact, both our entire families were very happy. He was very proud that he was going to become a father for the second time. Seeing him being so proud at the achievement I couldn’t help but feel pity for him.”
Poor sap, he doesn’t know it was my seed that is going to make his wife’s belly swell I thought to myself. Hearing this gave me re-invigoration to engage in another round of impassioned sex with Bhavani. From that day on, I went to Coimbatore monthly once, sometimes even two times on the pretext of going to meet Smitha but actually to see Bhavani, to hold her in my arms, to see her belly slowly become big. Smitha on the other hand did not allow me do anything expect to kiss her. She told me that everything is allowed only after marriage. I didn’t expect Smitha to be so old fashioned. Since I was getting all the sex I needed from Bhavani I didn’t bother much about any condition put by Smitha. When we get a chance, we would flirt without Mohan and Smitha’s knowledge. There were even times we would engage in a quickie if opportunity arises. Now I was would stay in the guest room rather than a hotel on my visits there. Bhavani secretly would sneak into my room in the middle of the night to have sex with me. Having sex while there was the fear of getting caught was scary but thrilling.
She
Now I am three months pregnant. My stomach started to show that I was with child. Vikram often came to see me now. He would caress my belly lovingly as if he was caressing his child growing inside. It was as if he had more desire for me now because I was pregnant. His relationship to my family had grown to such that he now stays in my house when he comes for a visit here. On the nights he is here, I mix half a tablet of sleeping pill in the milk that my husband drinks before he retires for bed. Vikram was the one who provided me this too. Ideally I would have wanted to do the same for Smitha. That would ensure Vikram and I would not be interrupted when indulge in our passion. The reason I couldn’t do that was because Smitha does not take any beverage before going to bed. So, there was danger our moaning, no matter how we much we control and reduce the volume, would arouse her from her slumber and make her investigate what was going on. The good thing was that she seemed to be a sound sleeper who doesn’t come out from her room once she goes to bed.
Vikram was sucking my nipple like a hungry child. “Ahh .. sss.. suck darling .. suck,” I moaned cradling his head in my palms.
“There’s no milk coming yet for me to drink,” He complained teasingly.
“It won’t come yet darling, when it comes you can drink as much as you want but leave some for your child.”
I was shaking his cock as he suckled on my breast. This little rascal, this beautiful beast is the cause of all this I said to myself as my fingers ran up and down the virile flesh. The milk this spurted in me was the reason my breasts are going to be full of milk..
"Vikram, darling, I want to kiss and suck my sweet little baby boy, bring him here to my mouth."
He knelt in front of me and brought his penis to my mouth. I cherish this cock more my husband’s penis. I know the veins that run through it better than the veins that run through my hubby’s manhood. I kneaded and kissed his heavy nuts. The first time that sperm formed in these testes ever created a baby was that which was growing my womb. No other woman he had ever had was blessed to have that. That made me proud, made me feel special. Few minutes later that little beast was exploring my wet cave. That night we made love two times as was the norm. It was almost four o'clock when I lay next to my husband after the very satisfying romp with the father of my second child. This has become routine whenever Vikram stays here. My husband was afraid to touch me lest something happen to the baby. But the real father of the child generously took my body as his own to use.
The next day, as we had already discussed, we drove to a secluded place in Coimbatore, where we had sex in the car and in the open after we reignited our adulterous affair. I wasn’t really very keen but I agreed because Vikram wanted to experience that again. My husband and Smitha were at their respective office and my son at college. We happily returned home after a very enjoyable time there and when I opened the door and entered my house I was in for a shock. Everyone was there as if waiting for us .. my husband, Smitha, my parents and my cousin. Instinct told me that there was something very wrong. Alarm bells went off in me. I suddenly went cold and my hands and legs began to shake. Everyone had a hard expression on their face as they all turned almost in unison to look at us.
I tried to compose myself as I remarked,” Hi Mom, Dad, this is a surprise. You have all come suddenly?”
My mother walked straight to me and before I could react she unexpectedly slapped me very hard on my face so much so my eyes went blank as I teared up.
Back in my home reflected on all that had happened the days I had been away from my husband and child. At that time, I had forgotten that I was a wife and mother. Rather I was once again a young woman in love spending time with her lover. Yet it was more than that. I had done things I didn’t think it was possible for me to do. I had been tempted to experiment erotic pleasure not just with my lover but another man too. A sexuality has been awoken in me and now can I ever be the Bhavani of old. As I looked at my sleeping son I reflected on how badly my I had behaved. Fooling my husband and not thinking of him is one thing but not even thinking of my son made me feel guilty. How my mother had scolded me when I went to pick him up.
“This is the last time I want to see you doing something like this. Don’t ever think again of abandoning you husband and son like this and go enjoy yourself somewhere. This is not the behaviour of a good family woman.” She had warned me sternly.
If she only knew of the things I had done she probably would have had a heart attack. But I have had the taste of the forbidden and that had been very delicious (erotically), would I be able to abstain if another opportunity comes along? I don’t think so. I had felt so alive in that two, three days. When my husband arrived back all he talked about was his work and new position. What was important to him seemed to be about what new responsibility he had and how his future would be. He only asked some perfunctory questions about my trip such as how I was the holiday and what was all that I did. Even for these innocuous questions I was afraid that I might inadvertently blurt out something and reveal things I shouldn’t do. That he didn’t show more interest in my trip was a surprise to me. I had expected to be grilled by him on what was on the trip. It seemed like his promotion and new responsibilities was what had excited him a lot and was dominating his thoughts. That was all for the good. It's been a week since I had sex and now I have fully rested up after all the strenuous (but amazingly wonderful) sexual activity. As days passed the feeling of guilt started growing in me. I wanted to give my husband soothing pleasures in return for cheating on him. Especially for him giving me the opportunity to have unforgettable sex with my adulterous false husband.
“How is it dear .. you enjoying it?” I asked as I took my mouth of my husband’s cock. I had been sucking him for the past few minutes.
This was the same question I had asked (maybe not in the exact same words) to both Vikram and Sham. Those were two large male organs .. both long but with one being thicker and the other longer. Sucking those huge rods had been a challenge in comparison to doing it for my husband whose cock was more or less around half the length of Sham’s cock. There was an advantage though in giving my husband oral sex, it was easier for me to deep throat him. In fact I didn’t even attempt to deep throat Sham .. his cock was simply too long.
“It feels fantastic Bhavani … I’m scared I’ll cum,” My husband moaned.
I gripped my husband’s penis just below the head part and squeezed tight. In this was his feeling of wanting to ejaculate slowly receded. Then I started sucking his penis again. Doing this a few times, I sucked my husband’s cock for more than ten minutes for the first time. He should thank Vikram for this too. This technique was used on Vikram by his sex guru, first lover and taker of his virginity namely Sandhya. As an inexperienced teenager he had needed it then to control his excitement and build up his tolerance level but now of course he had no need for it. He could control himself for as long as needed. As I had been sucking him longer than usual his cock had swelled up to a size it had not reached before.
“Yours has become so big today my husband,” I told him as I kissed his penis.
I looked at his face and saw it was full of pride. Too bad that he would be very upset if he got to know how much more big and powerful Vikram’s cock is and how I loved to give it pleasure with my mouth. If only my husband’s character had been different, that is like some men who even if they get to know that their wives are enjoying sexual pleasure that they can't give with someone else they choose to pretend not to know as long as the wife was discrete and did not neglect the family. That would have been so convenient for Vikram and I. Knowing the situation he would excuse himself on some pretext to give Vikram and I the freedom in indulge in our love making. That type of a man would even pretend to be sleeping while the wife visits the guest room where her lover is staying and only comes back to her husband in the early hours of the morning. Everyone knows what is happening but each of the persons play ignorance. The benefit in this case won’t be only for the wife and her lover but also the husband as well. The wife, grateful to have such an understanding husband would go out of her way to show her appreciation by taking care of her husband very well including sexually. In that case Vikram wouldn’t even have to pretend to love Smitha just to be with me. Vikram would be all mine in that case. Well, I could only dream because my husband was not such type of a man. Only very few fortunate women have such open-minded husbands. Some people like me fulfil our desires secretly with our lovers, but most women just bury their desires and live the life they have got. Women who have husbands who fulfil their desires are the real lucky ones. But still I was also lucky because my husband had unknowingly given me the opportunity to enjoy a sort of honeymoon with my lover. Now in trying to make amends for the betrayal I’m trying to give my husband as much pleasure as possible. In a way this was sex out of pity and if my husband knew that he would be very hurt.
I mounted his hip and took his penis inside my vagina and started riding him. As I did so I kept looking at his face. When I see signs that he was getting near to his climax I would stop, lie down on his face and kiss him lovingly. When I feel he had sufficiently recovered I would start riding him again. This type of stop/start turned off my own desire but this sex was for my husband not for me. This was to make up for what I had done to him. I wanted to make this as enjoyable as possible for him. As I was riding him the Mangalsutra was bouncing on my bouncy boobs. This was my husbands mangalsutra not that from Vikram. I should one day have sex with my husband while wearing Vikram’s mangalsutra. In that case am I betraying Vikram with my husband. Hmm sex with my husband while wearing Vikram’s mangalsutra and sex with Vikram while wearing my husbands mangalsutra. In that case am I betraying both my husband and my lover .. or even my husband some how becomes my lover while Vikram becomes the husband. Thinking of this a smile appeared on my face.
Noticing this my husband asked,” Why the smile Bhavani?”
“Oh nothing .. I was thinking how good this is today,” I lied hiding the real reason for my mirth.
While riding my husband my mind wandered to what had happened between me and Vikram .. even what I nearly did with Sham the first evening and how I made him cum the next day. This actually caused my nipples to swell up as I too got aroused now. At a point I was getting near my climax too. After that I couldn’t think only of my husband’s pleasure anymore as I concentrated on my own pleasure. I got off him, lay on my back I wrestled and pulled him on top of me. Now he was the one in control. He quickly began to pump as fast as he could. I had already been prolonging his peak for some time and just within two minutes he reached his orgasm. I kept moaning and telling him to keep banging me. He continued for as long as he could. Luckily I climaxed before he lost his erection fully.
“I enjoyed a lot .. was it wonderful for you too Bhavani?”
I knew he wanted me to have enjoyed it as much as he had. Why would I want to disappoint him? It serves no purpose. “It was deliriously good,” I told him. What he didn’t know was what I enjoyed with Vikram last week was so much better than this. My husband had a very sound sleep that night. Even in his sleep I could see the contentment on his face. I was glad I had somewhat made up for cheating his a few days ago.
Vikram and I often talked on the phone as we exchanged endearments. We enjoyed phone sex whenever we were in the mood. Now I noticed that Smitha didn’t talk to me much as she used too. I reasoned that as she became settled in her work and hot busier she was probably more tired when she got back home and that was why she spent most of her time in her room. That worked out well for me too. I also had no desire to develop a close relationship with her. Afterall she was my rival for Vikram’s love. A month had passed like this. Vikram too was busy with his work and didn't get a chance to come here but he had only a couple of days ago given me the good news that he will come here the next week. As no one was home now I did what I usually did in this situation, I called him over the phone.
"Hello baby, how are you?"
"Hi, wife, I'm fine but I miss you,” he said.
"Me too dear, I still can't forget the tour darling. I want so much to see you."
“Same feeling here too sweetie, not long now, I’ll be there in a few days .. just wait my love.”
“But still, when you come here Smitha would dominate your time, what is there for me?” I lamented.
“I’ve told her that I would be coming only around six in the evening and that I’ll meet her at her office but I’ll be here by eleven in the morning Bhavani. We have quite a few hours together.”
I knew what those few hours would be spent on. For him giving me the good news, I had good news of my own to give him. "Darling, I want to tell you something?"
"What is it Bhavani, tell me."
"As of yesterday, my periods have been delayed for four days. I'm never been late like this before."
"Oh my god, yes," he said, his joy evident in his voice. "Is your pregnancy confirmed?"
“I haven’t seen the doctor yet. I’ll wait another three days and if my periods still don’t come by then I’ll see the doctor.”
"Did you tell your first husband?"
"Not yet, I have to tell the baby's father first don’t I?"
"Ha, ha it's true. But he's the one who's going to think it's his child, tell him too."
"I'll tell him when I'm sure but I wanted you to be the first to know."
"Thank you baby .. I want a beautiful baby girl just like you."
"Hmm hum no chance, I want a boy who is as charming and manly like you who can win over any girl."
"Why do you say that Bhavani."
"Why? Because only then my son's wife won’t be seduced by another man and she will not betray him."
By saying this am I admitting that my darling son Avinash’s future wife would be cheating on him the same way his mother is cheating on his father? I can accept cheating my husband but my mind refuses to think of my son being betrayed by his wife and hurting him. I loved Avinash a lot and he meant the world to me. Vikram laughed out loud on hearing me say that.
He
After I kept the phone down the smile on my face still lingered on. At that time as I was returning to my work station a colleague of mine said,” Why that smile? Which new woman has fallen prey to you?”
The woman sitting across from me looked up when she heard this. It seems that he loves her and had proposed to her but she hasn’t said okay to him yet. He often says something like this to me within her earshot. He wanted her to know that I'm a womaniser and not to be trusted because he was afraid I'll get in between and grab her first. I didn’t have time for him and I didn’t like him too. He needn’t be afraid as I had no interest in her though she was a good-looking woman. Maybe if she was married I may have had some attraction for her. But this guy has been irritating me for way too long. If she ever says okay to him and becomes his betrothed I may seduce her just out of spite for him. He would get a well fucked bride to enjoy his first night with. He, better not irritate me too much if he knows what is good for him.
"No, it was my mother who called me,” I replied to him, “She wants me to get married and trying to match make for me. I told her that we have many beautiful girls here and I will choose one I like." As I said this I looked into her eyes while smiling mischievously. This ought to stress him out further .. more so when she smiled back in return.
His face drained off blood. Idiot, will he say anything more to irritate me from now on? This was just a warning to him. I had not seduced any new woman as he had said, rather I had made a woman who I had already seduced, pregnant. What's next now for me after succeeding in what I had dreamed of doing? I want to see Bhavani's belly grow. Every time I see Mohan, I want to gloat inside that it was my baby that was growing inside his wife's womb. But there was some truth to what my colleague had said. There was a new woman I had seduced … or rather a new woman had seduced me. It had been twelve days since I had returned from that memorable tour. I was relaxing at home after returning from work when there was a knock on my door. I had called out ‘who is it?’ and Girja replied it was her. Was her husband away on work? She’s coming to my flat now. I went and opened the door. I was slightly taken aback to see Madula standing there with Girja.
Recovering quickly, I said,” What a surprise .. please come in.”
Both of them walked in with Madula appraising my place. She was very wealthy and my accommodation would be considered very modest in comparison to hers. She was really dolled up with the works as far as her makeup was concerned. She looked very hot in a semi sheer blue saree, sleeves low cut cleavage revealing blouse and a generous portion of her hips and belly in display by the way she had dbangd her saree on. Her purpose in coming was clearly understood by the way she was dressed. We made small talk for a while before Girja bid goodbye saying, "I would love to stay here but my husband will be back in a little while."
She looked at Madula and said, "Have fun dear," before she gave a wink and closed the door.
Madula came straight to the point. “Why couldn’t you have shared Bhavani with us that day? Hearing her scream behind the closed bedroom door made me so hot and so it did Sham too. We fucked like animals imagining what you two were doing.”
“Whoa .. whoa .. relax .. why this hurry?”
“I’ve been wanting to enjoy fully with you from that day. What we did that day was like only a sample for me.”
After about twenty minutes or so my cock had spread her pussy lips fully as we lay together naked on my bed. Seeing my rod inside of her, she said, "This is why I love to fuck you Vikram, how widely you stretch my pussy with this hot cock of yours."
"Sham is there to do this to you."
"His cock is very long I know, but not so fat as yours, that's where the extra pleasure is."
I fucked her furiously. She was the one who plotted to have Sham fuck Bhavani. Who knows if she had succeeded it may be Sham’s child that was in Bhavani’s womb right now? I fucked her hard in wanting to inflict punishment for that but it was no punishment at all for that itchy bitch, rather she enjoyed it immensely. After our fornication was over, she lay next to me on the bed and lit a cigarette. She offered me a pull but I refused the offer. We were drenched in sweat after that animalistic mating.
"Vikram, when you finally get bored of Bhavani why not share her, she’s a hot bitch and we can all have group sex together."
"All? Who do you have in mind?"
"Me, you, Sham, why even Girja can be included in it."
As I remained silent she took my cock in her hand and started stroking in with the intent of persuading me to agree to her idea.
"Just think, while Sham and Bhavani fuck we can watch them and fuck ourselves. Imagine Bhavani sucking his cock as you pound her pussy. I'll lick your cock and her pussy together as you two make love."
She was attempting to paint as lewd and erotic picture as she can to tempt me. I wondered why she was so keen to make Bhavani a full slut just like her. It could be that she didn’t want to feel Bhavani to be in any way superior to her because Bhavani could display control over her desires and stick only to one lover.
As I still remained silent she continued, "So many possibilities. Sex will be awesome for us. Sham is craving so much for her, give him a chance to enjoy her sweet cunt. It will also be a new experience for Bhavani."
I just replied, "Hmm, let's see."
After we did it once more that day, she left. After that after a few days she called me again on the phone. She suggested that we have threesome sex with Sham. Even to that I was non-committal.
Now after three days Bhavani called me again on the phone.
"Good news darling, I'm pregnant, doctor has confirmed it."
"Great news, baby,” I was absolutely delighted, “Have you told your husband?"
"That's why I'm telling you."
"No, I meant your first husband."
"I'll call him shortly after I finish speaking to you."
After we chatted for a while Bhavani hung up the phone. As I had planned, I arrived in Coimbatore in the morning on the scheduled date. After a break of over a month we spent our time in sating our desires. Our entire sex that day took place in her master bedroom. For the first time I was lying where her husband would be sleeping. I was fucking his wife where he would be fucking. Her husband would have had sex with her many times in that bed, but the bed would have never creaked and make as much noise like it did today. We would chat and cuddle in between our bouts of passionate sex.
“When you informed your husband that you were pregnant how was his reaction,” I asked as I caressed her stomach. Of course her stomach did not show any signs as yet. She was only pregnant a little over a month.
“He was absolutely delighted. Not just him but both his parents and mine. In fact, both our entire families were very happy. He was very proud that he was going to become a father for the second time. Seeing him being so proud at the achievement I couldn’t help but feel pity for him.”
Poor sap, he doesn’t know it was my seed that is going to make his wife’s belly swell I thought to myself. Hearing this gave me re-invigoration to engage in another round of impassioned sex with Bhavani. From that day on, I went to Coimbatore monthly once, sometimes even two times on the pretext of going to meet Smitha but actually to see Bhavani, to hold her in my arms, to see her belly slowly become big. Smitha on the other hand did not allow me do anything expect to kiss her. She told me that everything is allowed only after marriage. I didn’t expect Smitha to be so old fashioned. Since I was getting all the sex I needed from Bhavani I didn’t bother much about any condition put by Smitha. When we get a chance, we would flirt without Mohan and Smitha’s knowledge. There were even times we would engage in a quickie if opportunity arises. Now I was would stay in the guest room rather than a hotel on my visits there. Bhavani secretly would sneak into my room in the middle of the night to have sex with me. Having sex while there was the fear of getting caught was scary but thrilling.
She
Now I am three months pregnant. My stomach started to show that I was with child. Vikram often came to see me now. He would caress my belly lovingly as if he was caressing his child growing inside. It was as if he had more desire for me now because I was pregnant. His relationship to my family had grown to such that he now stays in my house when he comes for a visit here. On the nights he is here, I mix half a tablet of sleeping pill in the milk that my husband drinks before he retires for bed. Vikram was the one who provided me this too. Ideally I would have wanted to do the same for Smitha. That would ensure Vikram and I would not be interrupted when indulge in our passion. The reason I couldn’t do that was because Smitha does not take any beverage before going to bed. So, there was danger our moaning, no matter how we much we control and reduce the volume, would arouse her from her slumber and make her investigate what was going on. The good thing was that she seemed to be a sound sleeper who doesn’t come out from her room once she goes to bed.
Vikram was sucking my nipple like a hungry child. “Ahh .. sss.. suck darling .. suck,” I moaned cradling his head in my palms.
“There’s no milk coming yet for me to drink,” He complained teasingly.
“It won’t come yet darling, when it comes you can drink as much as you want but leave some for your child.”
I was shaking his cock as he suckled on my breast. This little rascal, this beautiful beast is the cause of all this I said to myself as my fingers ran up and down the virile flesh. The milk this spurted in me was the reason my breasts are going to be full of milk..
"Vikram, darling, I want to kiss and suck my sweet little baby boy, bring him here to my mouth."
He knelt in front of me and brought his penis to my mouth. I cherish this cock more my husband’s penis. I know the veins that run through it better than the veins that run through my hubby’s manhood. I kneaded and kissed his heavy nuts. The first time that sperm formed in these testes ever created a baby was that which was growing my womb. No other woman he had ever had was blessed to have that. That made me proud, made me feel special. Few minutes later that little beast was exploring my wet cave. That night we made love two times as was the norm. It was almost four o'clock when I lay next to my husband after the very satisfying romp with the father of my second child. This has become routine whenever Vikram stays here. My husband was afraid to touch me lest something happen to the baby. But the real father of the child generously took my body as his own to use.
The next day, as we had already discussed, we drove to a secluded place in Coimbatore, where we had sex in the car and in the open after we reignited our adulterous affair. I wasn’t really very keen but I agreed because Vikram wanted to experience that again. My husband and Smitha were at their respective office and my son at college. We happily returned home after a very enjoyable time there and when I opened the door and entered my house I was in for a shock. Everyone was there as if waiting for us .. my husband, Smitha, my parents and my cousin. Instinct told me that there was something very wrong. Alarm bells went off in me. I suddenly went cold and my hands and legs began to shake. Everyone had a hard expression on their face as they all turned almost in unison to look at us.
I tried to compose myself as I remarked,” Hi Mom, Dad, this is a surprise. You have all come suddenly?”
My mother walked straight to me and before I could react she unexpectedly slapped me very hard on my face so much so my eyes went blank as I teared up.
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