Adultery Life of Avi Singh

[lee.jae.han]

## Update 90 A: Second day with suman chachi (Avi , Meena and Suman Chachi)

In the morning, the next day, Meena Chachi gently woke me up from my sleep.

Meena Chachi smiled faintly. "How was the sex with Suman Didi?" she whispered, her eyes searching mine.

"I had fun," I admitted, stretching my tired muscles, feeling the deep ache of the night. "Even though it was incomplete sex with all the rules."

"You keep having fun with Didi like this," Meena Chachi instructed, her eyes softening with approval.

"And what about with you?" I pressed, already missing her raw energy.

"With me," Meena Chachi replied, a sly look in her eyes, adjusting her sari. "When I say so. You must wait for my command."

"Okay," I agreed, already resigned to her control."Chachi, Suman Chachi has a full bush," I whispered to Meena Chachi, frowning a little. "It was completely different from you and Seema Chachi.

Meena Chachi laughed, a soft, amused sound. "Suman Didi is not interested so much in sex, Avi. She doesn't keep clean below like Seema and me. She has not paid attention to that part for many years," she explained, shaking her head lightly.

"Chachi, today, I want to try a different position with Suman Chachi," I said quickly, leaning forward on the bed. "Like fucking from behind."

Meena Chachi frowned, shaking her head. "Don't expect too much, Avi. I cannot tell Suman Didi to do something just as you wish," she warned, her voice low.

"Chachi, please," I begged, grabbing her wrist gently. "Ask her only once, and try to convince her in your way. She will agree, I know she will."

"Why not like the first time, from the front?" Meena Chachi asked, her expression questioning.

"I could grip her body and fuck her with a stronger grip from behind," I explained, my voice tight with desire. "If I fuck with more force, she might enjoy more, Chachi."

Meena Chachi sighed, relaxing her shoulders. "No problem. She won't expect that much from a stranger. She is only doing it for the baby," she said, trying to convince me to drop the idea.

"Chachi, you both enjoyed so much," I pressed, my voice soft but insistent. "Why can't my Suman Chachi also enjoy this?"

She looked at me for a long moment, then smiled, defeated. "You are too adamant, Avi," she chuckled. "And you know I can't guarantee anything, as Suman Chachi won't talk about sex with anyone. Anyway, I will try to convince her."

Later that evening, Meena Chachi went to talk to Suman Chachi.

"Didi, I need to tell you something that might scare you," Meena Chachi said, her voice serious, sitting next to her sister-in-law.

"What happened, Meena?" Suman Chachi asked, instantly worried, clutching the blanket.

"The boy found out he is doing sex with someone else," Meena Chachi announced, letting the lie land heavily.

Suman Chachi gasped, covering her mouth with her hand. "He found out? How?"

"He said he really liked it," Meena Chachi explained, quickly moving to soothe her fear. "But he mentioned the bushes, Didi. He asked me to tell you to clean it for next time."

Suman Chachi looked down, blushing deeply in the dim light. "But I never expected someone to put their mouth there, Meena. I was too shocked, but couldn't say anything," she whispered, confessing her surprise. "Did you also let him do the same to you?"

Meena Chachi smiled, a knowing look in her eyes. "Yes, Didi. I did. That is the quickest way to pleasure. The first time is surprising, but the pleasure you get from it is wonderful," she explained, her voice soft and tempting.

Suman Chachi sat still, her chest rising and falling quickly. She enjoyed the conversation but couldn't bring herself to admit she liked the strange new pleasure. "The boy is clever, Didi. And he likes you," Meena Chachi stressed. "But he is very sensitive to cleanliness. If you keep it clean, you will also get more pleasure from him," she pushed, using temptation as a tool.

Suman Chachi blushed, trying to conceal the happiness that flickered in her eyes. "Everything for the baby," she whispered, looking down at her hands. "If the boy wants it, I will keep it clean."

"Good," Meena Chachi said, relieved. "And Didi, for the sex today, he wants to try a different position. From behind. Are you okay with it?"

Suman Chachi immediately agreed. "I am okay with it," she confirmed, her voice surprisingly firm, perhaps eager to please the boy now that he had noticed her.

As usual, in the early morning, Meena Chachi went to Suman Chachi. She asked Suman Chachi to go inside the storeroom and bend in the doggy position on the old bed. Suman Chachi complied quickly, her breathing already shallow with nerves and anticipation.

Then Meena Chachi came to my room. I was already awake.

"Listen," Meena Chachi warned, holding my arm tightly. "If she screams or feels hurt, you should go slow immediately. Don't take too long, Avi."

I agreed happily. "Yes, Chachi, I agree. And Chachi, can I play with her breasts from behind?" I asked, hopeful.

Meena Chachi thought for a second, then nodded. "Okay. She is not facing you anyway, so it's not a problem. No sound, no words."

We both went toward the storeroom. She went and informed suman chachi about my arrival. After few minutes, I went inside and closed the door silently. I moved slowly to the bed, my lunď already hard and heavy in the total darkness. I reached out and found Suman Chachi's hips, feeling her already bent body.

I lifted her saree gently from behind. My fingers traced the curve of her waist down to her smooth skin. I was relieved to find that she had cleaned herself—her skin was smooth beneath my touch. Meena chachi must have prepared this also , clean choot , I thought, a thrill running through me.

I knelt down and lowered my mouth, starting to kiss and then lick her chooť. Her whole body shook with the first touch of my tongue. I licked with deep, hard pressure. She whimpered, pressing her chooť back against my face. The taste was sharp and intoxicating. I licked her until she was trembling, her wetness soaking my face.

Then I positioned my lunď at the entrance of her chooť. I pushed with a strong, single thrust, and my lunď was deep inside her. A sharp, muffled scream came from her, quickly choked back—Suman Chachi must have been holding her mouth tightly. Her chooť felt incredibly tight and warm around my lunď.

I immediately started pressing her breasts from behind, using my hands to squeeze them hard. The pain in her chooť slowly turned into pleasure as I started a fast, deep rhythm. The back of her legs felt strong against my waist. I used my full force, fucking her chooť hard and deep. Suman Chachi's hips were moving with mine now, faster and faster, her breaths coming in ragged gasps.

The sound of my lunď slapping against her chooť and the bed was loud in the small, dark room, but Suman Chachi's muffled screams and deep moans were even louder.

I fucked Suman Chachi with everything I had. The tight grip of her chooť and the forbidden pleasure of the position was overwhelming. After several powerful minutes, I felt the familiar burn and released my semen deep into her chooť. The force of my climax left me weak, panting against her back.

I stayed still for a moment, then I slowly pulled my lunď out, covered in her wetness. I silently slipped out of the storeroom and ran back to my room, collapsing on the bed, my body exhausted but my mind reeling with the success of the new position.

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