Adultery Life of Avi Singh

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## Update 155: The Taking of the Ganď (Avi and Mona)

The next day, my Chacha had gone to the city. I arrived at the fields at precisely 3:30 p.m. Today was the day I would finally fuck Mona's gaand. I immediately started waiting for Mona. Around 4:00 p.m., Mona arrived, looking anxious but eager. I immediately guided Mona toward the mango orchard. Today, I didn't want to waste a single moment talking. I took Mona to the secluded spot without saying a word. As soon as we reached the orchard, I pulled her close and started kissing Mona.

My kissing was slow and simple at first. While kissing, I began aggressively pressing Mona's boobs. She seemed to be a master of the game; Mona gave me her full support with evident pleasure. The kissing and the pressure on her boobs quickly made Mona deeply horny. I had fucked Mona's choot yesterday while she was still partially clothed, but today, I was determined to fuck her gaand only after making her completely naked.

Mona initially resisted taking off all her clothes because her mother-in-law was expected to arrive at the fields soon. Also, because I had mentioned to Mona that Kamala Kaki knew about this spot, Mona was reluctant to strip completely. But Mona had to bow down to my demand. Mona took off all her clothes, and I followed suit.

*Whenever I break someone's seal—their choot or their gaand—in the orchard, I always bring my emergency bag with me. Today, I hadn't brought the bag because Mona was an old player in this game. I figured she could handle herself. She knew what to do after sex to reduce the pain, which meant I wouldn't have to do much work afterward. However, I had brought a small bottle of oil, the most crucial item for anal sex.*

I spent a short time kissing Mona, then I massaged her boobs, and finally, I fingered her choot for a few minutes. I didn't feel like putting my mouth on her choot at all. Besides, Meena Chachi had warned me that safety comes first, pleasure later. Mona was so eager for sex that she got hot quickly and was always the one who would initiate the receiving of the lund.

After making Mona intensely horny, I put a condom on my lund and laid Mona on the ground on top of the petticoat. I decided to make her climax once using her choot so that Mona would be satisfied and give me her full support during the anal sex.

I inserted my lund into her choot and started thrusting fiercely. Mona was a fiery girl; faced with her heat, even many good lunds would quickly melt. But my lund had decided today that until it took blood from Mona's gaand, it wouldn't release its fountain of semen. While fucking Mona's choot, I pushed my finger toward her gaand. For the two days I had sex with Mona, I would always play with her gaand but had never pushed my finger inside. But after two days of external stimulation, my finger easily slipped into her gaand today. I started moving my lund and finger in and out slowly, keeping a careful rhythm. Mona was experiencing immense pleasure from the simultaneous double sex. Seeing Mona enjoying the feeling, I started moving my finger in and out of Mona's gaand faster.

Mona couldn't bear the double stimulation for long and let her water rush out with a powerful climax. As soon as Mona's water came out, I took my lund out of her choot. I briefly wondered whether I should fuck Mona's gaand with a condom or without. I looked at Mona's panting face and decided to use a condom. Then I took out the bottle of oil, applied a generous amount to my lund (over the condom), and made Mona get on her hands and knees. I started applying oil directly to her gaand by inserting my finger. In a moment, Mona's gaand became completely slippery.

I told Mona to get ready to take the lund in her gaand. Mona braced herself for the impact. I positioned my lund on her gaand hole. Mona knew the first time would hurt immensely. I gave one strong thrust. In just one thrust, half of my lund slid inside because of the oil. As soon as the lund went in, Mona screamed and began falling forward, but I had a firm grip on Mona's waist, which prevented her from collapsing. Mona started crying and pleading with me to take my lund out immediately. I threatened Mona that if she didn't stop screaming, I would push the entire lund inside without warning. At the mention of pushing the whole lund inside, Mona panicked, stopped screaming, but continued to cry silently. Just like yesterday, I took her panty and shoved it into her mouth. Then, I gave another strong thrust and pushed the entire lund inside. Mona's condition became very bad. Why wouldn't it? My lund was one that could draw blood from a choot or gaand and tears from the eyes.

Mona was crying and begging me to take my lund out, but I would not listen. I let my lund stay in her gaand for a short moment and whispered, "Look, Mona, now the whole lund has gone in; it won't hurt as much now. You know this is true. Just bear the pain for a little while. I gave you pain, and after a moment, I'll only give you pleasure."

After saying this, I moved one hand from Mona's waist to her boobs and started pressing them hard like I had before. Mona now understood that what was supposed to happen had happened. The intense pain was over; now she would only receive pleasure.

Since Mona was an experienced player, it didn't take me long to calm her down. After a moment of holding still and pressing her boobs, Mona felt some relief from the pain. In a short while, Mona was ready to take thrusts. I started moving my lund in and out slowly. Because of the movement, Mona started feeling pain again, though less intense.

To completely reduce Mona's remaining pain, I took my other hand from her waist and moved it to her choot. I started fingering her choot vigorously. After a while of this, Mona's pain subsided almost completely. With one hand on her boobs, one hand fingering her choot, and my lund in her gaand, Mona started truly enjoying the simultaneous stimulation. I began thrusting slowly now. At first, my lund was badly stuck in her tight gaand. But as my lund moved in and out, and as time passed, it started sliding in and out with ease.

Mona was a girl who could find enjoyment even through initial pain. Whether the pain was in her choot or her gaand, she focused only on one thing: having fun. Pain, in her mind, was only for a moment, and pleasure was for a lifetime. Seeing Mona enjoying herself, I slowly increased the speed of my thrusts. Now I was thrusting hard and deeply. Mona also started giving me her full, pleasurable support. I would thrust and push Mona forward, and Mona would move her gaand back to take the lund deeper. We both started giving each other pleasure this way. We continued having sex in the same position. Neither Mona asked to change the position, nor did I. The game of gaand and lund continued like this.

Marring Mona's gaand was far more fun than fucking her choot. I decided that from now on, whenever I have sex with Mona, I'll absolutely put it in her gaand at least once. The thrusts continued, and we both kept reaching higher levels of pleasure. After fucking Mona's gaand for a full thirty minutes, I took my lund out of her gaand. And, as always, I took off the condom, put my lund in Mona's mouth, and came inside her mouth. Mona drank all the semen like a good girl. She licked my lund perfectly clean, too. Then, she lay down on the ground. I lay down next to her.

I looked at Mona's gaand, and there was a smear of blood on it. I cleaned her gaand with Mona's panty. Mona then took the panty from my hand and started cleaning her own gaand with the cloth. First, Mona was in pain, then she had fun, and now she was in pain again from the aftermath. Why wouldn't she be? I had inserted my lund completely in just two harsh thrusts. Today, I hadn't brought a painkiller with me either. Mona sat perfectly still for twenty minutes, then she struggled to stand up, put on her clothes, and adjusted her sari. I gave Mona five hundred rupees. Mona became happy seeing the five hundred rupees. Mona got pleasure and money too, so she was completely satisfied.

Then we walked slowly out of the orchard and came to the fields. It was 5:30 p.m. now, meaning all the laborers had arrived for the evening shift. I was walking beside Mona. Mona's walk had completely changed; it was stiff and careful. As soon as we reached the fields, we ran directly into Kamala Kaki. Kamala Kaki didn't say a single word to us, but she was staring intently at me. Perhaps she wanted to know where we had gone and what we were doing, trying to read the answer on my face. When Kamala Kaki's eyes fell on Mona's unusual walk, Kamala Kaki was struck by immediate suspicion. But she couldn't ask me here, not with all the other laborers present. Kamala Kaki immediately understood why Mona had come to the fields so early today. Kamala Kaki's years of experience were screaming at her that something deeply inappropriate had just occurred.

First, Mona arriving at the fields early, then Mona not being visible in the fields when Kaki arrived. Now, seeing us coming from the orchard together, followed by the clear change in Mona's walk—all these factors pointed to only one conclusion. Kaki was clearly debating whether what she was thinking was actually true. Kaki staring at me like this made me believe that she might find out about us very soon. I wanted to get away from in front of Kaki immediately. I quickly left Mona standing with Kamala Kaki and started walking around the fields, pretending to inspect the work.

After fucking Mona's gaand, I started walking around the fields, maintaining distance. Kamala Kaki didn't address me, but the way she looked made it clear she was deeply suspicious. It felt as though Kamala Kaki had a hundred questions she wanted to ask, but she couldn't dare speak in front of the other laborers. Kamala Kaki's vast experience was screaming at her that something was definitely happening between Mona and me. Looking at Mona's painful, altered walk, a woman like Kamala Kaki would quickly understand that Mona was returning after intense sex. Still, Kamala Kaki said nothing to Mona either, because at that point, she only had a feeling, not proof. I simply walked the perimeter of the fields, keeping away from the simmering tension.

After a while, I went home. I came home and calmly told Meena Chachi every detail of what had just happened in the field.

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