18-04-2025, 09:46 AM
Living Again After Growing Old-18
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He groaned “aahhhh… myyy Munni I am close, where do you want it”? I quickly turned around getting on my knees and despite knowing where his missile had been doing duties, I took him eagerly in my mouth.
Putta placed his hands behind my head pushing his big manhood deep down my throat depositing his full load straight to my stomach. I too enjoyed this and was past all my premonitions about anal sex followed by a blowjob now. Then we finished our sexual showering and retired to our bed of roses.
We rested cuddling in each other’s arms till 2pm after which Putta selected a bright pink frock with matching inners. I looked at the panty carefully only now. It was a thong type which covered very little, I wore it and only managed to cover my love lips and the rest disappeared between my big buttocks.
Even my thick forest was peeping out from all sides. I looked at Putta in disbelief, I said “I cannot wear this darling, it is not covering anything”. He said “Munni this is the latest trend and is looking very sexy on you”. I was still in no mood to give in to him.
I held my pubic hair and said “see this. I am feeling totally naked despite wearing these panties”. He laughed and said “no one is going to look under your frock Munni and regarding the hair, I will take care of it after we get back from lunch”.
I gave up now, then I felt very shy to wear a frock now even though I had tried one out in the trial room but that was in total privacy. Now I was going to walk around in full public wearing this. Putta saw my discomfort and said “Get over it Munni, you will look very nice and pretty in this”.
I said “I have never worn such clothes in public and that too my legs will show. I have never even revealed even the slightest of my legs to anyone”. He said “It is not your full legs, only below the knees. Now wear this quickly because I am very hungry”. Mustering lots of courage, I wore it.
Then Putta took out a makeup travel kit along with an assortment of expensive perfumes and gave them to me. This was also a first because a little skin cream and lipstick is all that I ever used till date. I got ready while he too got dressed.
Putta gave me a long smooch while quickly feeling my body to relax my mind but it didn’t help much. My biggest fears and embarrassment was when we stepped out of the door wearing such clothes in public.
Putta had his arm confidently around my waist as we walked to the elevator and then to the dining area. Everyone especially the men were staring at me making me feel even more uncomfortable. I whispered to Putta “darling why is everyone staring at me like this? This is making me feel very uncomfortable”.
He said “Munni relax they are in awe seeing the most beautiful woman here, so feel proud and carry yourself with confidence”. Just then the receptionist who we met in the morning passed us. She said “madam you are really looking very pretty. I hope you are comfortable with our arrangements of you room”?
I thanked her for the compliment while still blushing heavily. Putta added “yes we are very impressed especially with the roses. That was a really nice touch”. I felt kind of embarrassed talking about our honeymoon preparation with her, so I tried to hide my embarrassment by looking somewhere else.
But for sure the compliment she gave me about my dress was a confidence booster making me feel a lot better. She thanked Putta and we were given a special table. The welcome drink was champagne. I said “Putta I don’t drink you know that”.
He said “Munni there are many things you did not do before. And remember you will not say no to anything on our honeymoon”. He was right, in the last two weeks my life had completely changed. From the crazy amount of sex, to wearing dresses now similar to what my daughter wears.
We said cheers and took a sip, I liked the taste and emptied my glass even before Putt got to half of his. He said “take it slow Mrs. Dayal, you don’t want to get high”. I blushed because he called me Mrs. Dayal for the first time, my official name as his wife and that too in public.
I really liked the sound of it. Soon my glass was topped up, I asked “so does Radhika know that you drink”? Putta said “yes my parents know, I join them every Saturday night and we drink together”. I asked in a surprised tone “does Radhika also drink”?
He calmly said “yes, mom prefers wine or champagne only”. I asked “what about you”? Putta said “I prefer beer or rum mostly”. I said “ok, I am ready to try both with you hubby darling”. He said “Mrs. Dayal, I already have that planned for our evening together”.
I was really enjoying listening to my new name from his mouth. Lunch was served followed by desert. We finished and headed back to our room. As soon as we got inside and locked the door, I pushed Putta against the door madly kissing him on his lips and everywhere I could in the heat the moment.
I unzipped his jeans and got on my knees and began giving him a blowjob. Putta moaned “Aahhh…. Munniii you seem to be getting better at this” with his hands holding the back of my head. I don’t know why but I was really horny and aroused like hell right now hearing my Putta moan.
After some time, he made stand up and kissed me. He took me to the full length dresser mirror and made me lean against it. He raised my frock till my waist and pulled my scanty panties aside. He pushed his missile in my pussy entering me from behind. I moaned “Ahhhh Putta…”.
While pumping me, Putta held onto my breasts and squeezed them, he asked “what happened to you Munni? I have never seen this wild horny side of you”? I asked “why darling? are you not liking this new side of me”? He said “Ohh yes Munni, I am absolutely loving it”.
I said “then focus on enjoying the food Putta darling instead of how it was prepared”. He pulled up my frock to my neck and undid my bra. Still pumping me with his big missile with both of us moaning. I too helped him in removing my frock and bra completely.
While doing so, Putta swiftly pushed his cock in my ass driving me mad. I couldn’t avoid moaning “aahhh… Puuttaaa… ooohhhh… aahhhh… oohhh…”. Soon I had my first intense orgasm making me scream ““Aaaahhhhhhhhhhh…. Putttaaaa….:.
He then pushed his cock again my pussy and started fucking me. We both were moaning in unison enjoying our erotic reflection in the mirror while making out. His frequent switching between my pussy and ass hole gave me many more orgasms.
For him it was a chance to prolong his own climax and I too enjoyed the extra time. Yes, I was tired but not so much to give up or pass out. After an extended love making session, he groaned “Ohhh Munniii imm cuummiinnggg…”.
Putta filled my pussy with his hot cum making me also climax once again. We lay fully satisfied and breathless like we had run a marathon. As always I collected and swallowed his juices and then sucked him clean. Then we retired to the bed falling asleep instantly.
I was woken up around 5pm by the sound of my mobile ringing, it was my daughter. She wanted to know how to get the washing machine to work so she could do the laundry. I gave her the instructions and hung up. In the entire call there was no mention about how I was or how my day was etc...
I wondered to myself if this is all I meant to them after so many years? Someone who is around to only do the chores and cook and ensure they are well taken care off. Someone who has a name and lives with them under the same roof taking ‘CARE’ of them. That’s it! Nothing else...
I was beginning to hate my ‘Loving’ family because I devoted my entire life for them and this is what I get at the end. I wanted to see if my son or Ex would call me at all now. Anyway by now Putta was also awake, he looked at me and asked “Munni is everything okay back home”?
I said “yes darling, nothing to worry about. Forget all this, can we get back to enjoying once again”? We hugged and kissed and got busy in another extended love making session. I was really enjoying his big dick pumping hard alternating in both my holes.
I was experiencing unlimited pleasures totally forgetting my past life back home. Then we went to the bathroom where Putta taught me how to shave my pussy but still did it himself showing me how much he enjoyed it. I saw myself in the mirror and honestly my pussy was looking totally transformed.
Now I tried the thong panties and it felt really good on me covering only the love lips between my legs. Then we showered together but without sex this time. It was past 7pm now, Putta gave me a maroon skirt which was a little shorter than the previous frock I had worn.
This time I wore it without any hesitation, feeling good about myself. He gave me a dark blue top which was also revealing my cleavage a lot more than the previous frock but I wore that too without second thoughts. I was feeling proud about flaunting my body instead of being shy like earlier.
Putta was kind of shocked seeing my bold transformation but at the same time he was also very happy. He said “I always dreamed that maybe one day you will lose your inhibitions and live life like this. What I did not know was that it will happen on the first day of our honeymoon itself”.
I giggled and said “see hubby darling, I thought about everything. I figured you have given me more happiness and satisfaction that no one including my Ex did. So why should I waste my life behind people who don’t care about me. Let me instead enjoy the life you are giving me”.
Putta asked “Munni does this mean you are going to move in with me earlier than the original plan”? I said “I am not sure darling but anything can happen. It also depends on if or not your parents will accept me in the first place”.
Putta triumphantly said “this is all I wanted to hear from you Munni, now leave the rest to me. I promise I will not disappoint you”. Putta’s phone rang, it was Radhika. They spoke for some time then his dad also spoke to him.
After the call we left the room coming to the reception. The same lady was there, she left her desk and came to us. She said “madam you are looking even more prettier than before. How many more surprises are you hiding”?
To Be Continued…
I hope you all enjoyed reading my story so far. I will post more but before that please leave your feedback in the comments and by clicking on the like button to give me some motivation.
Thank You for your encouraging messages. Please read the previous part so you can enjoy this more. Now let’s continue….
He groaned “aahhhh… myyy Munni I am close, where do you want it”? I quickly turned around getting on my knees and despite knowing where his missile had been doing duties, I took him eagerly in my mouth.
Putta placed his hands behind my head pushing his big manhood deep down my throat depositing his full load straight to my stomach. I too enjoyed this and was past all my premonitions about anal sex followed by a blowjob now. Then we finished our sexual showering and retired to our bed of roses.
We rested cuddling in each other’s arms till 2pm after which Putta selected a bright pink frock with matching inners. I looked at the panty carefully only now. It was a thong type which covered very little, I wore it and only managed to cover my love lips and the rest disappeared between my big buttocks.
Even my thick forest was peeping out from all sides. I looked at Putta in disbelief, I said “I cannot wear this darling, it is not covering anything”. He said “Munni this is the latest trend and is looking very sexy on you”. I was still in no mood to give in to him.
I held my pubic hair and said “see this. I am feeling totally naked despite wearing these panties”. He laughed and said “no one is going to look under your frock Munni and regarding the hair, I will take care of it after we get back from lunch”.
I gave up now, then I felt very shy to wear a frock now even though I had tried one out in the trial room but that was in total privacy. Now I was going to walk around in full public wearing this. Putta saw my discomfort and said “Get over it Munni, you will look very nice and pretty in this”.
I said “I have never worn such clothes in public and that too my legs will show. I have never even revealed even the slightest of my legs to anyone”. He said “It is not your full legs, only below the knees. Now wear this quickly because I am very hungry”. Mustering lots of courage, I wore it.
Then Putta took out a makeup travel kit along with an assortment of expensive perfumes and gave them to me. This was also a first because a little skin cream and lipstick is all that I ever used till date. I got ready while he too got dressed.
Putta gave me a long smooch while quickly feeling my body to relax my mind but it didn’t help much. My biggest fears and embarrassment was when we stepped out of the door wearing such clothes in public.
Putta had his arm confidently around my waist as we walked to the elevator and then to the dining area. Everyone especially the men were staring at me making me feel even more uncomfortable. I whispered to Putta “darling why is everyone staring at me like this? This is making me feel very uncomfortable”.
He said “Munni relax they are in awe seeing the most beautiful woman here, so feel proud and carry yourself with confidence”. Just then the receptionist who we met in the morning passed us. She said “madam you are really looking very pretty. I hope you are comfortable with our arrangements of you room”?
I thanked her for the compliment while still blushing heavily. Putta added “yes we are very impressed especially with the roses. That was a really nice touch”. I felt kind of embarrassed talking about our honeymoon preparation with her, so I tried to hide my embarrassment by looking somewhere else.
But for sure the compliment she gave me about my dress was a confidence booster making me feel a lot better. She thanked Putta and we were given a special table. The welcome drink was champagne. I said “Putta I don’t drink you know that”.
He said “Munni there are many things you did not do before. And remember you will not say no to anything on our honeymoon”. He was right, in the last two weeks my life had completely changed. From the crazy amount of sex, to wearing dresses now similar to what my daughter wears.
We said cheers and took a sip, I liked the taste and emptied my glass even before Putt got to half of his. He said “take it slow Mrs. Dayal, you don’t want to get high”. I blushed because he called me Mrs. Dayal for the first time, my official name as his wife and that too in public.
I really liked the sound of it. Soon my glass was topped up, I asked “so does Radhika know that you drink”? Putta said “yes my parents know, I join them every Saturday night and we drink together”. I asked in a surprised tone “does Radhika also drink”?
He calmly said “yes, mom prefers wine or champagne only”. I asked “what about you”? Putta said “I prefer beer or rum mostly”. I said “ok, I am ready to try both with you hubby darling”. He said “Mrs. Dayal, I already have that planned for our evening together”.
I was really enjoying listening to my new name from his mouth. Lunch was served followed by desert. We finished and headed back to our room. As soon as we got inside and locked the door, I pushed Putta against the door madly kissing him on his lips and everywhere I could in the heat the moment.
I unzipped his jeans and got on my knees and began giving him a blowjob. Putta moaned “Aahhh…. Munniii you seem to be getting better at this” with his hands holding the back of my head. I don’t know why but I was really horny and aroused like hell right now hearing my Putta moan.
After some time, he made stand up and kissed me. He took me to the full length dresser mirror and made me lean against it. He raised my frock till my waist and pulled my scanty panties aside. He pushed his missile in my pussy entering me from behind. I moaned “Ahhhh Putta…”.
While pumping me, Putta held onto my breasts and squeezed them, he asked “what happened to you Munni? I have never seen this wild horny side of you”? I asked “why darling? are you not liking this new side of me”? He said “Ohh yes Munni, I am absolutely loving it”.
I said “then focus on enjoying the food Putta darling instead of how it was prepared”. He pulled up my frock to my neck and undid my bra. Still pumping me with his big missile with both of us moaning. I too helped him in removing my frock and bra completely.
While doing so, Putta swiftly pushed his cock in my ass driving me mad. I couldn’t avoid moaning “aahhh… Puuttaaa… ooohhhh… aahhhh… oohhh…”. Soon I had my first intense orgasm making me scream ““Aaaahhhhhhhhhhh…. Putttaaaa….:.
He then pushed his cock again my pussy and started fucking me. We both were moaning in unison enjoying our erotic reflection in the mirror while making out. His frequent switching between my pussy and ass hole gave me many more orgasms.
For him it was a chance to prolong his own climax and I too enjoyed the extra time. Yes, I was tired but not so much to give up or pass out. After an extended love making session, he groaned “Ohhh Munniii imm cuummiinnggg…”.
Putta filled my pussy with his hot cum making me also climax once again. We lay fully satisfied and breathless like we had run a marathon. As always I collected and swallowed his juices and then sucked him clean. Then we retired to the bed falling asleep instantly.
I was woken up around 5pm by the sound of my mobile ringing, it was my daughter. She wanted to know how to get the washing machine to work so she could do the laundry. I gave her the instructions and hung up. In the entire call there was no mention about how I was or how my day was etc...
I wondered to myself if this is all I meant to them after so many years? Someone who is around to only do the chores and cook and ensure they are well taken care off. Someone who has a name and lives with them under the same roof taking ‘CARE’ of them. That’s it! Nothing else...
I was beginning to hate my ‘Loving’ family because I devoted my entire life for them and this is what I get at the end. I wanted to see if my son or Ex would call me at all now. Anyway by now Putta was also awake, he looked at me and asked “Munni is everything okay back home”?
I said “yes darling, nothing to worry about. Forget all this, can we get back to enjoying once again”? We hugged and kissed and got busy in another extended love making session. I was really enjoying his big dick pumping hard alternating in both my holes.
I was experiencing unlimited pleasures totally forgetting my past life back home. Then we went to the bathroom where Putta taught me how to shave my pussy but still did it himself showing me how much he enjoyed it. I saw myself in the mirror and honestly my pussy was looking totally transformed.
Now I tried the thong panties and it felt really good on me covering only the love lips between my legs. Then we showered together but without sex this time. It was past 7pm now, Putta gave me a maroon skirt which was a little shorter than the previous frock I had worn.
This time I wore it without any hesitation, feeling good about myself. He gave me a dark blue top which was also revealing my cleavage a lot more than the previous frock but I wore that too without second thoughts. I was feeling proud about flaunting my body instead of being shy like earlier.
Putta was kind of shocked seeing my bold transformation but at the same time he was also very happy. He said “I always dreamed that maybe one day you will lose your inhibitions and live life like this. What I did not know was that it will happen on the first day of our honeymoon itself”.
I giggled and said “see hubby darling, I thought about everything. I figured you have given me more happiness and satisfaction that no one including my Ex did. So why should I waste my life behind people who don’t care about me. Let me instead enjoy the life you are giving me”.
Putta asked “Munni does this mean you are going to move in with me earlier than the original plan”? I said “I am not sure darling but anything can happen. It also depends on if or not your parents will accept me in the first place”.
Putta triumphantly said “this is all I wanted to hear from you Munni, now leave the rest to me. I promise I will not disappoint you”. Putta’s phone rang, it was Radhika. They spoke for some time then his dad also spoke to him.
After the call we left the room coming to the reception. The same lady was there, she left her desk and came to us. She said “madam you are looking even more prettier than before. How many more surprises are you hiding”?
To Be Continued…
I hope you all enjoyed reading my story so far. I will post more but before that please leave your feedback in the comments and by clicking on the like button to give me some motivation.
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