Adultery NEMESIS

[Neelkantha]

Part 39 - Pihu’s Memorable Cab Ride

Pihu’s POV- Sometimes there comes a day in our life when so many things happen to us without doing anything that we cannot stop them even if we want to. Now it depends on the situation whether it will be good or bad. Something similar happened to me that night. You know that my husband Bijan was out of the town for 7 days for his office work. And I had not get fucked by anyone for the last four days. And after going out for shopping alone, an unknown boy followed me who went ahead and fucked me in the open in the mall parking and quenched the thirst of my pussy and also gifted me an expensive saree. After getting fucked by him to my heart's content, I booked a cab from my phone to go back home. It was quite late while fucking. And it could be a bit difficult for me to get an auto to go home at this late hour, thinking this I booked a cab from my phone. My house was about forty five minutes away from the mall. I left the mall and stood on the side of the road in front of the mall and started waiting for my cab. I checked on my phone that the cab was 5 minutes away from me. I was standing quietly but then a problem started bothering me all of a sudden. Actually I had left home to go shopping this evening. My intention was to go back home after shopping along with the household items. I did not know that I would get to have such a great fuck. And I would be so late. On top of this I had eaten some food and also drank water in the mall. And after having a great fuck for a long time, I started feeling like going to the toilet. Earlier I did not feel so strong, but gradually the pressure to go to the toilet increased in me. I once thought that I should go back to the mall and go to the bathroom and come back after using the toilet. But then I saw that my cab had reached 1 minute away. And the cab would come any time soon. If I go back to the mall to use the toilet now, the cab driver will definitely scold me. So I thought that I will go to the toilet as soon as I reach home. But by then the pressure of the toilet had increased so much that it was beyond my tolerance. To be honest, I started having a lot of trouble even standing straight. And my tummy also started aching due to the pressure of the toilet. I thought that I should quickly go to the mall to go the toilet. If the cab driver says something to me, I will listen quietly. But as soon as I turned to go to the mall, the cab came and stopped in front of me. Now I was in a dilemma. Neither could I hold my toilet for long nor could I tell the driver about it. I was thinking what to do, when suddenly a man came out of the driver's seat and looked at me. There was only one question in his eyes, "Madam, have you booked the cab yourself?" Reading the question in his eyes, I told him before he could ask, "Dada (brother), I have booked your cab." The driver laughed and opened the rear door of the car and said to me, "I had thought that it would be you. That's why I stopped the car right in front of you." I asked him, "How do you know that I have booked the cab?" He said, "It's easy, Madam. You were standing alone in front of the mall. That's why I thought that you must have booked the cab. Anyway, you sit down. And please tell me the OTP." I told him, "Dada, I have some shopping items with me. Will you open the trunk of the car? Then I will keep them inside." He immediately got down from the car and opened the trunk of his car and came to me and said, "Give me the stuff, Madam. I will keep them." Saying this, he himself put all my stuff inside the trunk. Then looking at me, he said, "Now you sit down, Madam." I shook my head and sat in the backseat of the cab. As soon as I sat, the driver sat on his seat and asked me for the OTP again. I looked at my phone and told him the OTP. He started the car after verifying the OTP. And we left for my house.

After the cab started, I looked at the driver carefully. I liked his gestures. He seemed to be a very helpful man from his heart. I felt that he must be of Bijan's age. He had a well-built body and was also very good looking. He was cheerful and was talking to me nicely. I saw his name in the cab app on my phone. I felt like talking to him. So I asked him, "Your name is Dilip, right? Where do you live? Are you from here or from outside?" Dilip started answering all my questions one by one while driving, "Yes madam, my name is Dilip. No, I am not from here. My village is in MP (Madhya Pradesh). But I have been here for many years. It has been about 10 to 12 years." I said, "You used to drive a cab earlier?" He said, “No madam, earlier I used to drive a taxi for hire. There was no profit. Whatever fare I earned, it used to go towards paying the taxi owner. Then I managed to arrange some money and took a loan from the bank and bought this car and now I use it as a cab. With the commission I get for the day, I am able to cover my expenses and also send something to my wife in the village, madam.” Hearing him talk about loan, I remembered our own loan. You have already read how I repaid our loan. As soon as I remembered that, I again started feeling a sensation between my legs. Anyway, I said, “Your wife is in the village, so do you live alone here? Don’t you miss her?” He laughed a little after listening to me and said, “Madam, we are the poor people. If we bring our wife and children to such a big city, where will we keep them and what will we feed them? It would be better if they stay in the village. I live here in the slum with some of my brothers from the village. But they live comfortably in the village. We have our own ancestral house and land in the village. My wife lives there with the children and also takes care of the farming etc. I go and help her at the time of harvesting. Apart from this, I go to the village during festivals. I spend some time with my wife and children. They are happy there, and I am happy here. What more do you want in life?” I asked him, “How many years have you been married? How many children do you have?” He said, "We got married at a very young age, madam. You know, even today people get married at a young age in villages. When we got married, I was 22 years old and Shalu, that is my wife, was 18 years old then. According to that, it has been 13 years since we got married. And I have a son and three daughters. And one more is about to be born." Saying this, Dilip smiled a little shyly. I liked seeing him blushing. He seemed to be a very simple and pure-hearted person. He was talking to me openly and without any kind of hesitation. That's why I said, "You seem to be a very romantic person, dada. Despite staying so far away from your wife, you have four children and one more is about to be born." Hearing this, he blushed even more. Scratching his head he said, "Oh no, Madam. I get a chance to go to the village only two or three times a year. Then we both do something...what else? You must understand. You yourself are a married woman." I said, "Yes I can understand. But when you stay here alone, what do you do then?" He said, “What else can I do Madam? I call my wife once in a while and talk to her. Can I tell you one thing Madam? We men somehow manage to live, it is difficult for married women. They become very restless without their husbands. It has been 13 years since our marriage, even today when I go to the village, Shalu does not leave me alone. She sends the children to their uncle's house and has fun with me all night long. You city women are delicate in heart and body. But village women are not like this. They are full of passion and lust. For as many days as I stay in the village, Shalu squeezes me completely. That is why the fifth one is about to come.” Dilip kept telling me everything without any hesitation. And I kept listening. And the more I listened, the more I got hot. He said, “How many years have you been married Madam?” I said, “Three and a half years.” He asked, “And children?” I said, “Not yet.” He said a little surprised, “You still haven’t had any children even after three and a half years!!!?? I had two children within three years of my marriage. Shalu was conceived with my eldest daughter within a year of our marriage. A son was born within a year of her birth. And you haven’t had a single child yet. This is what city women are called. In the pursuit of keeping their bodies fit, they forget their duty. The duty of a mother. I am sorry, madam.” I said, “No, you may have said the right thing. But my case is different. I haven’t had children yet not because of my body. Actually, my husband and I haven’t thought about it yet.” He said, “Then think quickly and have a child. You will see, you will like it.” We were halfway through the conversation with Dilip. I didn't realise it when I was talking to him, but I started feeling the urge to go to the toilet again. And this time, it was even more intense. It had become impossible for me to stop it. At one point, I even felt that if I don't go to the toilet, I might pass it out while sitting in the cab. And God forbid, if that happens, I will be embarrassed. It would be better if I ask Dilip to stop the car somewhere. I can get off the car and go to do the toilet somewhere. But how do I tell him? Although he was talking to me quite openly, I was still feeling very shy to tell him about this. But my condition was also getting worse. Finally, I said to Dilip, "Dada, will you stop the car for a while?" He said, "What happened Madam? Any problem? There is still time to reach your address." I said, “Yes, I know. But please can you stop the car for a while and park it somewhere deserted?” He got a little scared after hearing me talk like this. He thought that I might have some bad intention. That is why I am asking him to stop after seeing a deserted area. He turned back and looked at me and said, “Why Madam? First you tell me what happened? Did I do something wrong? Did I say something wrong to you? Tell me what happened.” I said, “Oh, it is not what you are thinking. Actually I have some urgent work which I have to do, that is why I was asking you to stop for a while. Anyway, it will not take me more than 5 minutes.” He said, “Madam, what work do you have so late at night that it will be done in 5 minutes? You are hiding something from me. Please tell me openly, if possible I will help you. Actually it is quite late at night. I cannot leave you alone anywhere at this time. I will take you directly to your house.” I understood that Dilip is not going to listen me like this. I will have to tell him the original reason. I said, “Look, and understand that you cannot help me in the work. I will have to do it myself.” He said, “Please madam, will you tell me what the matter is? Since then you are making riddles. What is the real matter?” I said in a low voice, “Actually I have to go to the toilet. I need to go to it very badly. That is why I told the car to stop somewhere. I will get off the car and go to the toilet somewhere. Then we will go back.” He said, “Then you should have told me this earlier. I would have stopped at some public toilet. Now we will have to find a public toilet.” I said, “But I will not be able to stop for that long. Please stop somewhere else.” He said, “Madam, you are not understanding. I can stop the car right now. But where will you go to the toilet, in the middle of the road? Or on top of the divider?” I kept quiet after listening to him. He was right. I had not thought of this. Dilip might stop the car on my request, but where would I go to the toilet? Even though it was late and there were less people on the road, I could not go to the toilet in the open. So what would I do now? If I don't go to the toilet now, I will actually urinate in the car. And I did not want that at all. I told Dilip, "You are saying right. But I have to go to the toilet right now. Otherwise I can do toilet here." He said, "Madam, please hold yourself for a while. I will stop the car after looking for a place. You get down and go to the toilet." I said, "Okay, but please do it quickly. I will not be able to hold it for long." Dilip shook his head and started the car again. And we started going back again.


Along with driving, Dilip started looking carefully on both sides of the road to see where the car should be stopped so that I could go to the toilet without any hassle. Seeing his action, I became even more happy and impressed by him. He was driving the car very carefully so that I would not have to face more pressure. We went ahead in this way and entered a deserted area. But by then I was about to lose control over myself. I somehow told Dilip, “Dada, I cannot stop myself anymore. Now, please get me down here. I will go to the toilet and come back. If someone sees me, let them see.” He said, “Madam, please wait for a little longer. I am taking you to a place where you will be able to pee freely without worrying about anyone. Don’t worry, this area is familiar to me. I have come here many times to drop passengers. We will reach a place later. You will be able to pee there.” Saying this, he kept driving for some more time. And somehow I sat on the back seat with both my legs tied tightly together. After driving for 5 minutes, Dilip finally stopped his car at a place. I looked out of the car window and saw a rail line in the dark. Dilip had taken me somewhere near the railway track. I asked him, “Where have you brought me?” He turned back and looking at me said, “Madam, there is a railway station a little further ahead. You get off the car here and sit near the railway line and pee. I will sit here. You come after peeing.” I looked outside and said, “But it is very dark outside. I cannot see properly. If I go like this, I will trip and fall and I will also get hurt.” He said, “You turn on the flashlight of your phone before going.” I agreed to him and got off the car. But after going a little further, I started feeling little scared. Firstly, there was complete darkness all around and the area was so deserted that I started feeling scared. I felt that it would not be right to go alone. It would be better to take Dilip with me. Thinking this, I returned to the car. Seeing me returning, Dilip said, “What happened Madam, why did you come back? Go, pee quickly.” I said to him hesitantly, “Can I tell you something, will you please come with me?” He was even more surprised to hear this. He said, “What will I do by going? You go, I am here.” I said, “It is dark outside and the area is also quite deserted. To tell you the truth, I am feeling scared. If you come with me, I will get some courage. Please come with me.” Dilip did not say anything more on my request. He quickly got down from the car, locked the car and came to me and said, “Okay. Let's go. I will go with you.” I said “Thank you” and started leaving. I was going ahead and he started following me. I had my phone in my hand with the flashlight on. And both of us were moving ahead with the help of that little light. But I was having a lot of difficulty in walking. We were walking next to the railway line. And there were a lot of small and big stones scattered on both sides of the railway line. And I had left home this evening wearing high heel sandals. And now I was having difficulty walking on these stones in these high heel sandals. I almost fell once or twice. Dilip held my arms and saved me from falling. Then he said, “Madam, you hold my hand and walk carefully. And give me the phone. I will go ahead, you hold my hand and come behind.” I obeyed him and gave him my phone. He started moving ahead with the help of the phone's flashlight on and I started moving ahead carefully holding his hand. Dilip had parked his car on the side of the road. And we had walked a some distance from the car. Dilip now stopped and said, “Madam, there is no need to go further. We are quite far from the road. And there is no one else here. You sit here and pee. I will turn off the flashlight.” I immediately said, “No, keep the flashlight on. Who knows if it is a scorpion or some other insect? No, you keep it on. And you too don't go anywhere. Stand here.” Dilip probably did not believe his own ears that I would say this to him. He did not say anything else. He moved the flashlight of my phone in one direction and said, “Okay, you go. I am here.” With the help of the flashlight light, I went a little away from Dilip and lifted my saree and petticoat up to my waist. This made Dilip clearly see my bare legs and buttocks in that dim light. After this, I pulled down my panties up to my knees and sat down on the ground to pee. As soon as I pulled down my panties, Dilip must have seen a glimpse of my pussy. He now came a little ahead to me. This made the flashlight of the phone in his hand fall on me, especially on my pussy. I should have felt shy. But then I was completely out of common sense. I lifted my ass a little and put my pussy downwards. I put two fingers on both sides of my pussy and pressed a little and applied force to pee. In a moment, a strong stream of urine started coming out of my pussy and falling on the ground. I had not urinated for long time. And on top of that, I had held it for a long too. That is why, along with the strong stream of urine, a sound like "fishshh..." started coming out of my pussy. It felt very embarrassing to pee with a loud sound while sitting in front of Dilip, but I was helpless. Apart from this, I could not do anything else. Dilip started looking at the strong stream of urine coming out of my pussy very carefully and started listening to the sound. And laughingly said, “Madam, it seems you have not urinated for a long time. That is why so much urine is coming out. And the sound of your urination is also very loud.” While urinating I said, “Actually when I left the house in the evening, I used the toilet. After that I am doing it now. That is why the pressure of my toilet is very strong. And such sound is also coming out.” The urine coming out of my pussy was gathering at one place on the ground. It was also making bubbles. And the strong smell of urine was also coming in both of our noses. Dilip sniffed the air with his nose once or twice and then said, “Your urine has very smell, madam. I wonder what kind of smell your pussy would have.” He said this so suddenly that I did not get a chance to react. Before I could say anything to him, he said again, “You know madam, Shalu, that is, my wife is very naughty and mischievous. Sometimes she comes after peeing and sits directly on my face and says, ‘lick it clean.’” I started feeling disgusted after hearing him. I did not know whether Dilip was telling the truth or making up stories. I wrinkled my nose and said, “Yuck, how dirty your wife is!! Who does this!!!” He said laughingly, "Educated and elite people like you from the city will find it dirty. But for people like us, this is the way to express love." I said, "What kind of a way is this, peeing and sitting on the husband's face and getting him to lick it clean?" He said laughingly again, "Oh, you are elite people, don't you watch dirty movies on the phone? Sometimes they show such things happening there. Then you people watch it, like it too. And when small people like us do this, then you people call us illiterate and uncivilized. Excuse me madam, but according to me there should not be any kind of boundary between husband and wife or between two people. Especially when they love each other or have sex."


I did not say anything to him. I had finished peeing till then. Then I remembered that I had not taken any water with me. And I did not have any tissue paper or anything. Now how will I clean my pussy? Seeing me sitting even after peeing, Dilip said, “What happened, madam, why are you still sitting? Come on, let us leave from here.” I said hesitantly, “Actually I forgot to bring water with me.” He said, “Water! What will you do with water?” I said, “What else, I will wash my pussy with water.” He said, “Madam, I have some water in the car. If you tell me, I can bring it.” I said, “But I will be scared to sit here alone like this.” He said, “So what will we do now?” After saying this, he thought for a while and then said to me, "Madam, do one thing. Take off your panties completely. And wipe your pussy clean with it." We both were talking openly for a long time. Neither did he have any hesitation in talking like this nor did I have any shame. I said, "But if I do this, my panties will get wet and soaked in urine. How will I wear it again?" He said, “Why is there a need to wear it again? You can take it with you. Wash it when you go home.” I said, “Okay, when there is no other option then this is fine.” Saying this, I stood up and took off my panties completely in front of him. And wiped my pussy clean with it. There were still drops of urine on my pussy, and due to wiping it with the panties, my panties really got wet at some places. And it was not fit to be worn. I did not wear it again, just took it in my hand. I then pulled my saree and petticoat down from my waist and said to Dilip, “Let's go now.” Now Dilip said with some hesitation, “Madam, will you hold this and stand for a while? Actually, after seeing you peeing, I also feel like peeing. While I am at it, I will also pee a little. You hold it and show me the light, just like I was showing you.” I took my phone from him and said, “Okay. You too can do the pee.” I started helping him with the light of the phone’s flashlight. Now Dilip went ahead and stood where I was sitting and peeing. Dilip now opened the zip of his pant and took out his dick. He started peeing in front of me holding his dick in his hand without any hesitation. He started peeing on top of my urine. Both of our urine started mixing and forming a small pond of urine. But my eyes were on his dick. I was looking at his dick. It seemed quite big to me. It must be one and a half times bigger than Bijan’s. He saw me looking at his dick and said smilingly, “What are you looking at, Madam? This is a villager’s ‘tool’. The real tool. Not like the city people like your husband.” I said, “It is not like that. City people also have big ones.” He immediately said, “How do you know? How many other men’ have you seen apart from your husband’s till date?” I realized that I was trapped. I could not answer this question truthfully or falsely. I said, “Not like that. I know this. That is why I said it.” He looked at me and laughed a little and then said, “Okay. But tell me, is your husband's “dick” bigger than mine?” Now I gave him the correct answer to this question, “No. Your “dick” is much bigger than my husband's “dick”. He became happy after listening to me and said while shaking his dick in his hand a couple of times, ‘So? Shalu did not fall in love with me just like that? Did I give her 5 children in 13 years just like that? It is all because of this. When Shalu is with me, she does not leave it. She always takes it in her pussy. She says, she has got everything in life by getting a husband like me and a dick like mine. To tell the truth, my dick size is the biggest among all the people whom I know.” Now I started laughing after listening to him. I said, “Okay. Now stop praising your dick. It is quite late. I also have to go home.” He immediately took his dick inside and after zipping his pant back he said, “Yes madam, let’s go. I am done.” We both started going as before. Dilip was in front of me and I was walking behind him holding his hand. While walking, he suddenly said, "Madam, you laughed it off. You may not have believed me, but I am telling the truth." I said, "When did I say that you are lying?" He said, "No, you may still not be believing me. If I had my way, I would have proved my point to you." I said, "There is no need for that. I have seen your dick. It is really big. And I believe you, I have told you that your dick is much bigger than my husband's dick." He became happy like a child after listening to me and said, "Really?" I said, "Absolutely. Why would I lie, that too about my husband?" He said, "Yes, this is also true. You will not criticize your husband by talking nonsense in front of an unknown person like me. Still, thank you, Madam. You liked my dick." I did not say anything, just kept smiling. I was just thinking in my mind that even today there are people like Dilip in this world who do not have any bad feelings in their hearts. If there were any then whatever happened between us for some time or whatever we have talked about would not have happened.


We had come quite far from the railway line and close to the road. Then we saw a man. That man was standing on the side of the road. Seeing him, first Dilip and then I stood up. When we went closer, we saw that he was selling ice-cream. There must not be any buyer for him at this late hour, so he must be going back to his home. He must have stopped when he saw us coming out of the darkness. Seeing us coming from such a deserted place holding each other's hands, he started looking at us with strange eyes. Maybe he doubted something about us. Both of us went to our car. And then I looked at Dilip and said, "Will you eat ice-cream?" He looked at me and said, "In so late at night?" I said, "Yes. Where is it written that we cannot eat ice-cream late at night? You do one thing, I will give you money, you go and get ice-cream for both of us from him. Till then I will sit in the car." Saying this, I took out my purse and gave him money to buy ice-cream. Dilip opened the car and asked me to sit and went to get ice cream himself. I sat on the front seat of the car and threw the panties that I was holding in my hand, which was soaked in my own urine, on the back seat of the car. I reclined the front seat back and lay down comfortably on it. This caused the lapel of my saree to slide down from my chest. But I did not lift it back, let it remain as it was. After some time, when Dilip opened the door of the car and peeped inside, his eyes went straight to my boobs which were eager to come out of my blouse. I asked laughingly, “Will you stand outside and lick them..?” For the first time I saw him surprised. He somehow said, “What...?” Lust was clearly visible in his question. I again said laughingly, “Ice cream, what else..?” He came inside and sat smiling lightly and handed me an ice cream. I started licking the ice cream with my tongue as if I was licking a dick. He was watching my actions. I also intentionally spilled some ice cream on my boobs and said, “Oh…shit...Dilip, look, all my ice cream has fallen.” He immediately said, “I will clean it right now…Madam.” Saying this, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and started wiping the ice cream from my boobs. While wiping, his hands slowly started pressing them and I also started enjoying the grip of his hands on my soft and delicate boobs. I was intentionally eating ice cream and doing such things in front of him. Because after seeing his cock, my mind had started getting restless once again. And in my mind, I was getting impatient to take his cock in my slutty pussy somehow. Despite the great fuck in the mall parking in the evening, my pussy was ready for another fuck tonight. And I was also ready with it. (Contd.)

 

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