Adultery Cheating Wives - Deceiving Husbands (Updated: Oct 25)

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Narsingh comes back to his hut, its already 10 PM but he is unable to get any sleep. Reason is obvious.. Having ditched by his wife recently and having hit by some illness and recovering, his body (or dick ?) is itching for some action.  For a man that just entered 50, he looked very old but underneath his weak body are strong will and desire to  enjoy his life.

Wherever there is sweet, we see some ants..

Similarly wherever there is a panty, there are some lusty eyes looking at it …

With such a beautiful, young, apparently married woman in his guest house, how can he get sleep ? His mind is working hard on the plans to trap this beauty and taste her honeypot. It has been a while since he tasted any bird. They have checked in for 2 days , is this time enough for him to lay his plans and execute them ? tough.. so first thing to be done is to extend their stay. Also her husband (?) needs to handled carefully as many such husbands are wary of their young beautiful wives.

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After checking in a separate room, Bhargavi started changing into night dress. As she started unhooking her transparent sexy blouse revealing her black bra hiding her watermelon boobs , her mangal suthra popped out reminding her pious relationship with her husband Bhaskar. Sure he is busy with his work, sure he is unable to quench her thirst, sure he rarely finds time for her, but getting into a relationship with office colleague and meeting him at hotels, guest houses, going on vacation with him ..  where is she going ? when will this stop ? The mirror is a reflection of yourself.. not just the body.. but your thoughts too.. As she is trying hard to hide her tears came the uncontrollable lover boy Anand.

Grabbing her huge mounds from behind, he started kissing her on neck… her week spot.. he wanted to have his first goal tonight. Till now she allowed only smooching and some oral sex but not the penetration which se probably planned in this vacation. Bhargavi’s mood is off temporarily , she pushed him gently and excused herself into the bathroom for a quick shower

Anand is little disappointed with her behaviour but thought perhaps her mood went off after seeing that ugly watchman with red bubbles on his face and squint eye, broken teeth..

Before removing her clothes, Bhargavi climbed on the bucket to see through the ventilator glasses if any one is watching from other side as she is always skeptical about strangers peeping into bathrooms in such far off guest houses.. It was completely dark outside as its around 10:30 PM , but she didn’t see any unusual activity, she felt relieved and disrobed herself and turned on the shower… as cool water fell on her face, she started feeling the tension being relieved , the tiredness of the journey is not what’s bothering her, but its her infrequent thoughts about her marital relation with Bhaskar..  this usually happens for sometime before melting into the love of Anand and his sweet voice.



the need of sensual pleasures is what has brought her here. Every soft, innocent, young woman has more inner desires than many and when those desires are not taken care by her husband what does she do ?

After a while she came out of the bathroom.

Meanwhile Anand is setting up his evening drinks.

"Bhargavi, have you tasted wine?" asked Anand.

"Yes, Anand, sometimes, when I feel dead tired due to day's hard task, I take country made cheap wine prepared in slum area along with my husband" she said.

There is another person who is also shocked hearing that she likes country liquor, it is the old watchman Narsingh lurking behind the bedroom window, this is his favorite setup.. simple ladder, climb it up and peep through the already drilled small hole in the window AC grill. 

Narsingh got surprised by two things here.. that she is referring to her husband , means these two are not married and next is her liking of country made liquor. This one weakness is enough to trap the bird as he can arrange such original country made liquor which can take you to heaven and you completely forget about yourself and surroundings.

"Ohhh...you take those cheap wine with Bhaskar," exclaimed Anand.

"Those are very bitter and hard in taste, but very intoxicating. I like to be intoxicated," she laughed.

"I have foreign liquor, let us taste it," said Anand.

“no jaanu.. I take only country made liquor, this is the habit I picked from my village when I used to hang out with my girl friends.. some used to smoke local bidis but I avoided them after getting continuous cough, but couldn’t say no to the country liquor as it gave the right amount of kick , even though taste was bitter at first but later started developing a taste for it. I enjoy my drink atleast once in 3 months with my husband, but recently we haven’t been to our village , I am itching to taste my favorite drink.. Anand, you can go ahead and enjoy your drink, I will give you company , give me some limca”

He picked out the whiskey bottle, disposal glasses, water bottle, and dry snacks.  As they started enjoying their drink, slowly they are getting into a softer mood, especially Bhargavi as her thoughts about Bhaskar are vanishing as her nerves started settling down.

She got up to check herself in the wardrobe mirror again.

Anand  noticed the straps of her bra were visible outside due to her partial backless tops. Just two strings of thin threads covered her back and he could see her back completely till her butt crack. She looked like Aphrodite came down to punish him with her voluptuous sexy body for his previous birth sins.

He followed her and said, "You look amazing in this pose. Your poses were awesome. You look so good and..."

She said with the same eagerness, "and... go on."

He said," Your expression was awesome. It looks like you are horny."





Anand expected a laugh or blush reaction from her but he didn't expect even in his dreams that she would say the sentence that he was hoping to hear.

She said," Yes, I am."

Upon hearing that, he moved closer to her and kissed her lips. No reaction from her, but more importantly no rejection from her.

Anand grabbed her by the hand and dragged her towards the corner of the room. He shoved her back against the wall and kissed her hard. She tasted the whiskey he was drinking (on his insistence) and her cunt was flowing like a river.

He moved closer and held her in his arms and started to kiss her lips very passionately. Her lips felt like jelly in his mouth; soft, sweet, and tasty. He kissed her lips with more fire burning inside his body.

Narsingh never expected he would have this much luck within couple of hours of their check in. His plans are taking clear shape now..

While kissing Anand hovered his right hand on Bhargavi’s back, ass and boobs. He grabbed her boobs and started pressing them while kissing her lips. It felt like he was holding balloons as her round boobs were even more enlarged now. He sucked her boobs with her clothes on and then moved down to her belly. He nibbled her busty stomach. He could hear her breathing hard and moaning. He loved that sound. He licked her navel and his hands were pressing her boobs at the same time. He came up and then started to kiss her lips again. This time she put her hands inside his shirt to hover around his back and then started to kiss on his face. 

She kissed his chest and then moved up to kiss his neck and then his ear lobes. She was getting naughty and he decided to take it to the next level. Like an ad break in the last over of the match, they heard a sound behind the window. They stopped kissing and started to act normal. Anand went near the window to check from where the sound came. Its completely dark there and can’t see anything.  He came back to Bhargavi, he pulled her and started kissing her again.

They didn’t know it was the ugly watchman watching them from behind the window and he got hit by a night bird and fell down from the ladder but he quickly recovered and grabbed the ladder again before falling on the ground. He quickly took the ladder away from the view of the window to avoid being noticed by the guests.. After making sure every thing is fine, he is back in his original position

Anand  kissed her entire face and moved down to kiss her neck. He loved kissing a girl's neck as it turned them on a lot. He licked her ear lobes and slowly kissed them. He moved further down to kiss her boobs. Then she suddenly disengaged herself from him for a while again. The presence of her mangal suthra is continuously reminding her of her marriage ..



Within 10 days of her marriage, her husband Bhaskar had only fucked her 4 times. On the first night he took her virginity. Being a small-town girl, she was quite innocent, simple, and completely unaware of the details of sexual action, even she had no idea about foreplay She was just like a virgin land yet to be explored. On her first night, she was very much nervous, and bled, when her husband simply jabbed his cock inside her. She could only feel her sexual sensation slightly when her husband fucked her three times. Still, a lot to be learned by her.

During this moment, she could feel that her lover Anand was cupping her breasts, and kneading her nipples above the blouse. This was not the first time in her life, she felt a male tongue inside her mouth sucking her tongue which her   husband had never tried. She could feel the sexy taste of saliva which she gulped down her throat. Charged by sexual impulse, unconsciously she also started sucking Anand’s tongue. An electric passion swept through her entire tender and young body. Her two breasts swelled, and nipples hardened due to touch of Anand on her breasts.

Then she noticed that she had still grabbed the cock of Anand which she felt so hot as if her palm would get burn. Then the size of the cock struck her mind, she shrieked," Ohhh...my God, it is huge, very big."

She couldn't believe the words coming out from her mouth spontaneously.

Anand smiled, and said, "I think, your husband's cock is much smaller than me. Am I right?"

Then she came to her senses, what was she saying? What was she doing? By this time, she should have gotten up from his lap. She released her grip from his cock, and tried to rise up from his lap. But destiny had other motives, again there was a sudden thunderstorm sound from outside, and a heavy jolt.

Alas! she fell again on his lap, this time more forcibly on his lap, and out of panic, she encircled her two hands on his neck, and her mouth again pressed inside the mouth of Anand. This time when she was falling, to keep a balance of himself, Anand gripped the sides of her thighs, just below her big rounded ass above the saree with his two hands. As a result, her lower portion of saree along with her petticoat were lifted high above her waist exposing her red panties.

Bhargavi got up from him as they heard some sound again from behind the window, this time they decided to continue their love in the bathroom as Bhargavi felt more safe there..

They went inside the bathroom

 

The toilet was a small space, as most of it was occupied by the toilet seat. She was being held in such a manner that their faces were being glued to each other, and their hot breathings were touching each other's face. Anand thought this was the right time to strike the hot iron. Without wasting further time, he started kissing her frantically in her whole face, simultaneously squeezing her two boobs. 

He inserted his tongue deeply inside her mouth, and started sucking her tongue. It happened so quickly that the   young woman was sexually charged immediately, and unknowingly, responded in a reciprocal manner by kissing him, and sucking his tongue. There was a heavy exchange of saliva between their mouths.

Along with them, Narsingh also moved to behind the bathroom ventilator grills..



Now, from very close, Anand noticed the mehndi still fresh on her hands right up to her elbows; a streak of red vermillion on her forehead just where her hair parted; her Mangal sutra   which dangled proudly in front of her breasts; her hands almost full with designer bangles; and most importantly, the most natural ornament on her face, the mole near her upper lip. A fresh girlish fragrance was emitting from her body, and entered in to his nostrils, he felt intoxicated.

He had her now, at his disposal, ready for his moment with this   beautiful tender and young lady, some other man's wife. He hooked his fingers at the waistband of her new red panty (part of set of sexy lingerie she had bought for the vacation), and pulled it swiftly down below her ankles, consciously making sure to pocket it (in his front chest pocket).

He expected her to be shaved down there, as were most of the working women. What he didn't expect was the feminine pinkness of her vulva lips, so beautiful and well; it was one of the smoothest vulva he had ever seen (he didn’t see many though). His now almost-erect penis gave a bigger twitch of excitement.

He noticed her vulva was completely dry, which was a surprise to him. Normally, these working women always thought about sex always, especially on the way to their vacations or during their journey with their husbands, fantasizing about the sexual pleasures awaiting them; which made their vaginas ooze out sexuality, in anticipation for their imminent fucking. But that was not the case with her; maybe she wasn't turned on by her husband.

Hurriedly, he caught hold of the middle of her blouse just below her cleavage, and started unbuttoning her blouse, and made it opened completely. He took his hands to her back, unhooking her pink bra, and immediately bringing them back to the front, in order to squeeze her just exposed heavenly breasts. 

He let out a moan of pleasure as he felt the smoothness of her young breasts, the taut milky white skin and perky pink nipples. Without much ado, he took the right one in his mouth and started to suck with all his might; mauling and pinching the left one with his right hand. All this while, her Mangal sutra oscillated in between her breasts.

The sensation of something wet brought Bhargavi to her senses, she realized that 'something wet' on her breast was the saliva of   Anand, pouring out copiously from his mouth. She tried to wriggle again, to free her breasts from the mouth of Anand due to too much shame and shyness, but couldn't move an inch due to the grip which Anand had around her waist with his left hand.

Anand would have loved to play with such perfect breasts all night long, all nights for his entire lifetime, but he didn't have much time at his disposal. Letting go of her breasts, he adjusted her body, pulling her off the toilet seat slightly, with his left hand holding her around her waist. He spread her legs apart, pushing at her smooth soft thighs with his dark hairy ones, and positioned himself between them.

All this while, she tried to oppose every movement of him not by her physical pushing rather by her feigned and fake resisted voice,

"Anand, please leave me. This is not good. I am married. Don't enter your that big thing inside me, it is much bigger than my husband. I am   your colleague; how can you do this to me? You will kill me. Please...Anand leave me," she was protesting. Anand knows every time his moment comes the women suddenly start acting weird and innocent

But, surprisingly, physically she was not resisting him, nor she was pushing him to get rid of his holds.

With his free right hand, he placed his fully erect penis at the entrance of her vagina, its moist pre-cum coated tip touching the lips of her pink vulva.

His penis gave the biggest twitch of excitement of the night while she shuddered with fear, excitement and sexual thrills.

Still holding her by her waist with his left hand, he used his right one to guide the tip of his penis beyond her vulva lips, his penis throbbing with ecstasy at their tightness. He left it there, at the edge of her vagina, and moved his right hand to her face, which was ashen with fear. He gripped her jaw tightly with his right hand, forced her face straight, and aligned it with his own; their nose tips barely a centimetre away.

He saw her beautiful face and read her fear. He consoled her, "Don't get nervous, my dear Bhargavi. It will go easily inside your pussy, and I will give you more pleasure than your husband."

"But, Anand, it is too big for me, I cannot take it," she said in a nervous voice.

(Narsingh is salivating at his luck as his dick is much much bigger than this fellow and she will beg to be killed by my monstrous dick)

Holding her jaw, Anand made sure her eyes were fixed on his own; as with one forceful thrust of his pelvis, he tore into her dry vagina.

 

She shrieked out in pain as his penis assaulted her dry vagina. Such was the force of his first thrust that his penis was almost completely embedded inside her the first time itself, she heard him release a low moan of pleasure.

He saw her eyes dilate in shock and heard her groan in pain. Bringing his penis almost all the way out of her vagina, he thrust again, this time a little less forcefully as it regained its original depth. Then, like a man possessed, he began to piston his penis in and out of her vagina, in forceful rough thrusts, grunting like a pig every time the tip of his penis hit her cervix.

Bhargavi thought that this was her worst nightmare come true. With each thrust, she felt unbearable pain radiate from her vagina, to all over her body, right to her head. Her initial loud shriek of pain had given way to low groans, which were synchronised with his thrusts; almost as if the energy of his thrusts travelled all the way up to her throat, vibrating her vocal cords of their own accord.



He stared into her helpless eyes as he continued to thrust in and out of her vagina, which had now begun to respond to his assault. He could tell, by the decreased amount of force that was now required to piston in and out of her, that her vagina had begun to release her own sex juices. He could also feel the increased wetness around his throbbing shaft, and also on his thighs. She was really secreting a huge amount of juices, now, his every thrust made a sloppy noise in her copious juices.

She couldn't believe that her vagina had begun to respond to this assault, as if it had a mind of its own. After fear and despair, she now felt immense shame as her vagina was adjusting and accommodating Anand's big penis, trying to derive pleasure out of his fucking. Maybe it was because of the slight repulsion she felt for her husband, maybe the feeling of being suppressed since childhood, maybe her womanhood needed an escape route. 

The initial pain had subsided; and with each and every thrust, she could now feel a wave of carnal pleasure radiate from her vagina, to all over her body, right to her head. She couldn't believe her ears as a low moan of pleasure escaped her lips. To his surprise, he heard her moan in pleasure into her gag. It was a low sound, but it was definitely a moan of pleasure. Bhargavi was moaning," Anand, Ohhhhhh...fuck me more...harder...fuckkkkk...Aaaahhhhh, I have never been fucked like this by my husband...Ohhh Goddd, how your big cock was able to enter fully inside my tiny hole...you are great Anand...fuckkk me more."

Then Anand felt that his big cock was pressed between very tight young pussy walls, and his cock would not move a bit. He wondered what happened inside her pussy, then he felt the flow of warm liquid passed through his nestled cock. Within a fraction of seconds, his cock was released from the tight grip of cunt muscles, and moved further. He could understand that Bhargavi's cunt had released her first orgasm.

"Ohhhhhh...Anand, I am cummmingggg," screamed Bhargavi in a loud voice as her orgasm gushed out of her cunt.

After sometime, Anand stopped fucking her and withdrew his penis out of her dripping wet vagina. completely. To her surprise, her mind was swept by a wave of disappointment.

Anand felt a guilty consciousness in his mind. Although, this girl was married to a different man, but it was evident that she was not fully explored of sexual pleasures being very simple and innocent. He felt a pang of sin within himself to cum inside the cunt of this  young woman. He withdrew his cock from her pussy.

Before she could fathom the reason for his abrupt halt, she had been flipped over.



He instructed," Bhargavi, just balance yourself by grabbing the shower rod with your two hands. She was embracing the shower rod tightly, and bending her face inside the hole of toilet by crawling over the toilet seat and raising her ass above high. Her head now faced the dirty toilet seat, barely inches away; her Mangal sutra hung down due to gravity and its lower end was well below the rim of the toilet seat, oscillating like a pendulum. 

She could feel the strong smell of dis-infection liquid coming from the hole of toilet. For a moment, she felt she would faint herself. Her knees were awkwardly bent, half her weight supported by the toilet seat. This was the most difficult and awkward position she had ever in her life. She felt he was standing behind her.

He said, "Bhargavi, I cannot come inside your cunt otherwise you may get pregnant."

(even though he said this, after couple of days into the vacation he started pouring his thick cum inside her womb, she has been trying hard to get pregnant from her husband)




She felt her ass cheeks being drawn apart by his hands, and felt some wetness around her asshole. As she realized what was going to happen to her, she let out another shriek, her second last one that evening.

Anand spread her meaty ass cheeks, exposing her pink asshole. He hadn't expected her anal region to be devoid of hair too! The sight of her tight pink puckered asshole, the smooth surrounding hairless skin and the feel of her juicy ass cheeks, elicited another big twitch of excitement from his eager penis (even bigger than the one on touching her vulval lips). He was almost certain that she was an anal virgin, which made his penis twitch continuously. He, as well as his penis, was eager to violate this   woman’s anus.

He used the liquid soap in the toilet, to lubricate her asshole. He held her hair by both hands, pushed her further down (her face now at the level of the toilet seat rim) so as to get her ass up at a proper angle; and positioned his penis at her anal entrance.

Ad it started pouring heavily , Narsingh couldn’t hold onto the ladder for so long and he got what he wanted so decided to come down and go to his hut with a clear plan on how to trap this young married woman who likes to drink country liquor , who is afraid of big cocks, who is conscious of her pious mangal suthra yet offering her both holes to her lover !!!


Navrathri Day 08



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