Adultery Rich, hot, haughty married women trapped by old dirty cunning care taker (completed)

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After the break fast , the men and Mandakini go out for site seeing along with Vennela.



Roopa wanted to take a break as the some parts of the body are still paining after the fall which she didn’t tell any one. This is the first time that she didn’t talk about this incident in front of others… not even papa.. She felt uncomfortable describing how an old fragile shabby looking old man helped her get up semi naked !!!

She went to kitchen to get some fruits. She saw Lakshmi cooking lunch for the guests. Roopa is unable to understand how relaxing she always looks… no tensions .. no worries … always smiling. This is possible only when you get everything in life. How can a poor village lady slogging in several houses to make ends meet have every thing in her life ?

She pulls a chair and starts conversation with Lakshmi

“Lakshmi , how can you be so happy always ? I never saw you tired or irritating .. “

“Memsaab , I used to be very angry, frustrated and mean like many villagers.. but after Narsingh entered my life every thing changed”

“wow… how is it possible ? he is not even your husband and there is no social status for your relation”

“Madam, you are right .. I am not his wife and was intended to be like his wife.. memsaab, can I ask you something”

“Go ahead Lakshmi”

“what is more important in life .. what keeps you happy in life …money ? power ? sex?”

“depends.. “

“no madam.. even if you have thousands of crores, the money is still in the bank.. not with you.. you cant even have a proper meal with so many tensions to multiply it. Power ? no.. now a days nobody is afraid of any one.. you are the king in your small world.. the more power you have more sleepless nights you will have to protect it as there will be others to grab it. 

Sex ? yes of course.. it’s the only thing that you can have every second and still want more.. more is  less in case of sex.. especially women get unlimited orgasms.. sorry madam to speak about sex with you.. if you are uncomfortable I will stop.. since I felt you are so kind hearted , gave money to my kids education I am little bit friendly with you… sorry if I crossed my limits”

“no no Lakshmi.. never think like that .. I travel a lot on business and meat several people and the most I learnt is from the people I meat and I have never seen such illiterate remote village can speak so well.. you have wisdom that  education cant teach but hard tough life would !!! you have gone through the grind and learnt your lessons and I could benefit from it… go ahead and don’t stop”



“memsaab.. thank you for your kind words.. sex is the most important thing in one’s life, we the village women always lack this.. we are treated like child producing machines and are married at very young age and our husbands are mostly drunkards and with excessive cheap liquor either they sleep after coming home at night or have erection problems or cant last long.. they also die early due to liver deceases and some for consuming cheap poisoned liquor.  We , the women, work hard from morning to evening to run the house and only entertainment and relaxation for us is sex… I am not talking about unlimited all night sex…just 5 minutes of sex from husband.

Most of us don’t get that minimum pleasure from our marital life. I think being highly educated person and highly traveled business woman you would have known all these things.. but changed our lives is one person. We are all tied to our marital relation and we worship our husbands even though they are drunkards and cant do sex. But we are also human beings , at time we feel like venturing out of our pious relationship and get our desires fulfilled secretly but alas … the entire village is like this.. all drunkards or impotent.. except this one person !!!”

Lakshmi pauses her narration as she feels heavy about narrating her sad story and difficulties in life. Roopa can sympathize with her..  Lakshmi drinks a glass of water, gives Roopa a fresh cup of coffee  and continues

Her voice turned from that of sorrow and grief to husky and sexy

 
 
“that one person in all our village ladies life is none other than our Narsingh.. when we wanted a slice of bread and cup of chai, the god has given us biryani and thumsup !!! we were hoping to get some basic sex from him but he would take care of  all our  unfulfilled  desires in a single session … madam , you know he looks old, fragile, weak .. he may not be muscular in looks but he has the most powerful strongly built muscle down there.. between his thighs.. where it matters the most..    memsaab , in bed he is the most powerful person in this world

 
  
He has skills, stamina to make women happy. He wont stop fucking you unless you ask him to stop. He would release liters of thick, heavy , hot semen and then be ready to go again in a jiffy… in the same flow he would fuck all our holes… sorry for being so horny .. the thoughts of him would make us women horny always..

It all started when his wife threw him out of his house,

I gave him food .. he gave me sex

I gave him shelter … he gave me sleepless nights

I gave him emotional support … he gave me a beautiful kid

Soon the word has spread in the village and every woman wanted to sleep with him.



So much so , some mothers felt getting their young daughters pussy ribbon cutting from this old man will bring luck and is auspicious and get their daughters good husbands. 

 

Mothers would bring their soon to be wedded young daughters and teach them on how to get sex .. but some times Narsingh would say no to fuck young girls.. it may be ok in the village to get them married off at early age but he wouldn’t touch them unless they have well developed body.. not because  such young bodies cant withstand his vigour and power even though he gives them herbal medicine but because he feels such young girls shouldn’t fall into this trap.. they should focus on education and family

Memsaab, what we are doing is wrong ? is it a sin to seek pleasure from someone other than our husband ?”

Lakshmi stops… with questions.. these are the questions not for Roopa but to the society who disrespect women seeking basic needs.. they are called as sluts, whores , prostitutes etc… why don’t we have such words for men ?

“Lakshmi , I can understand your feelings. Nothing wrong in what you are doing. Similar things happen in high class society also but the ladies have everything else sorted out in life except may be the expected sexual pleasures from their husbands but in your case you are struggling hard to get your ends meet and on top of it this frustration.

 

I am glad you guys have some one like Narsingh whom you described as someone to give unlimited pleasures.. there are not many men who possess the qualities you described.. anyway , seeking pleasure from whosoever you like is not a sin.. you do it discreetly or publicly its your choice.. ok.. let me take some rest”

“memsaab , you seem to be tired and looking weak.. you need to relax and rejuvenate ..  get some tantric massage and you should be alright soon or else your precious vacation will be wasted”

“haa.. Lakshmi , let me think, I will let you know”

“our Narsingh is a certified masseur in this practice”

“I know I know you told me once.. will let you or Narsingh if I need it”

“ok madam.. I will prepare lunch in another 30 minutes and then I will leave.. call me if you need anything “

“ok ok”

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Roopa goes up to her room to take some rest but she is not able to focus on anything .. whatever Lakshmi said about Narsingh is going in a loop in her mind.. He is the savior of women in the village.. someone with huge stamina and power which none of our men in the family possess. The fact that papa has trusted this old man and made him the watch man tells you a lot about his character , papa must have done some background check about him..  While Narsingh has all it takes to make women happy , weather he is trustworthy in terms of secrecy ? even after giving him lot of money which he is not seeking but wont reject if offered respectfully



Trust is very important in these matters , that’s why the women in her high class society choose remote villages to fulfill these desires… have a temporary sim to make calls, no online transactions, every thigh using cash and no phones allowed from the men they chose carefully to have desires fulfilled… for men like auto rickshaw  drivers, watch men, construction workers , truck drivers , milk men making sex with such high class women is important than the idea of blackmailing them… they know very well these high class women has higher ups connections and any mischief their lives are in danger

But here in case of Narsingh its slightly different..   he doesn’t care for anyone ..lots of ego .. in a good way.. if something goes wrong he can reveal the matter… may not be intentionally but by mistake..

But on flip side , he knows papa , so he wont make this known to anyone.. why would he kill a golden goose..

So many questions… so many doubts..  if you start thinking like this you will never be successful. When she started her business her own husband discouraged her with so many questions but she took the first and went on solving issues as they come..

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After lunch , she went to the guest room which is like office room with all facilities like internet modem , desk, phone. She had to complete this quote today itself and she started working on it and suddenly power went off with a big dudd sound.  She is getting frustrated about lack basic necessities like UPS, she called Narsingh for help, he is not picking up the phone.  She knew its something to do with yesterday nights heavy rain.. some tree would have fallen on something ..

She started walking out of the guest to Narsingh’s hut which is nearby to the guest house.
 


Narsingh was taking some rest after lunch and his phone went in silent mode. He must have pressed some button by mistake and he doesn’t know the basic operations also..  He heard opening of guest house main entrance, saw Roopa madam coming towards his hut , immediately he had a big hard on jumping beneath his lungi.  Then he heard her footsteps approaching to his bed.
He had already parted his lungi, and let his dick hang outside in such a way that she could have a clear view of his dick. He feigned a deep sleep, pretending to snore in a light sound .  



She had never witnessed such a giant dick ever in her life. She was amazed to see the round swollen velvet bulbous head of the dick, which was glistening in the morning light. The two big balls were hanging under the dick like pendulums. The entire area was covered with bush of black pubic hairs. When she imagined her husband's dick, she compared her husband's dick less than the half of this giant cock. The huge erection was very stiff like an iron as she assumed and throbbing towards her. For a moment, she had an urge to touch it, fondle it, but she controlled herself, and refrained herself for doing anything further. She immediately touched her pussy above her sari which was wet already. Narsingh was noticing every action of her

Narsingh was waiting impatiently for her next course of action. After sometimes, in a sweet voice, she called, "Narsingh, wake up, I need some help" , knocking the door
Suddenly, Narsingh heard the knock at his door. He opened the door and found Roopa in a sweating body.

Narsingh pretended to wake up from a deep slumber, wiping his eyes. He immediately adjusted his lungi and woke up.. with folded arms , he said “sorry memsaab , I was taking some rest after lunch” , She greeted him again with a  smile in a very normal manner as if nothing happened few moments before.

But Roopa was mentally very disturbed whole day; Lakshmi had made it even more tough. Flash of that huge dick would come to her memory in every second, and she felt that her sexual urge had been ignited after so many years. She felt fire throughout her body, and could not control herself.

She was sweating profusely, and the drops of sweat were dribbling from her face to her deep navel falling inside the abdomen area, most probably, Roopa was sweating due to no electricity. At home she would never wear bra inside her blouse. The pallu of her sari was wrapped on her right-side shoulder in such a careless way that her left side breast was popped out from her blouse. The swollen nipple was clearly visible from her sweat drenched blouse. The patches of sweat stains in blouse under her arm pits were clearly visible. 

She was standing very close to Narsingh; the distance must be only one foot away. An aroma of her sweat ridden body, a sexy smell spread, and entered his nostrils, and he tried to inhale it as much as possible as if he was trying to be intoxicated in that smell. Narsingh could not help himself gazing her boobs, which was noticed by Roopa.

Then intentionally, without seeing of Narsingh, she slipped her pallu from her right-side shoulder, and she displayed her two boobs, and her nipples, which looked hard with excitement as she knew that he was watching.

He looked right down to her top with a wonderful sight of her cleavage. The fabric pushed up her boobs nicely, and they appeared to be big. She smiled at him as she caught him looking at her boobs.

"Narsingh, I have a little problem, can you come to the guest house? "she requested.

"Sure, but what's the problem madam?" asked Narsingh.

"Just now, the power went off suddenly. I have so many works to do" She said desperately.

She went back walking towards the guest house, and Narsingh followed her.  He gazed at her ass behind her. The ass cheeks were swaying deliberately which filled his mind with various erotic scenes involving him and Roopa madam.