Adultery Life of Avi Singh

[lee.jae.han]

## Update 163: The Science of Opportunity (Avi and Kamala Kaki)

Later that day, I came home from Sir's house. I realized I had spent a very long time there: first, the chat with Kiran, then the conversation with Sir, then watching the blue film, and finally, the secret observations of Kiran in her room.

All of this had consumed too much time. So, instead of taking another nap, I quickly slipped a condom into my pocket and headed straight for the fields.

I scanned the fields intensely, but Kamala Kaki was nowhere to be seen. I cursed myself under my breath, feeling frustrated. *If I had simply listened to Kamala Kaki when she suggested we should have sex at her house, I would be fucking her gaand right now.*

I sat there in the fields for a while, running the possibilities through my mind. *Kamala Kaki wouldn't do this to me; she needed to satisfy her anal itch.* So why hadn't she come to work? Something was definitely happening that I couldn't figure out.

Then, a sudden thought struck me, lighting up my face. *Ah, this must be it.* Kamala Kaki must be waiting for me in the mango orchard itself. She probably went there directly so no one in the fields would see her and suspect what we were planning.

I whispered a quick, hopeful prayer and walked toward the mango orchard. My heart was pounding hard in my chest. The moment I arrived, I was shocked, but in a good way. Kamala Kaki was sitting patiently under a tree, clearly waiting just for me. I walked up to her quickly.

"Kaki, there you are," I said, my voice relieved. "I was looking all over the fields for you."

"I didn't come to work today," Kamala Kaki got up, stretching lazily. "I took a full day off so I could have uninhibited sex with you, with no time pressure."

"You should have told me your plan," I protested gently, moving closer. "What if I had given up and gone back home?"

"I knew for certain you would come looking for me there," Kamala Kaki said with confidence, smiling widely.

"Do you plan on having sex for two solid hours, then?" I asked, a predatory excitement growing inside me.

"I can't risk having sex with you every day, Avi," Kamala Kaki said, shaking her head slowly. "If we do it too frequently, someone is bound to get suspicious. That's why I want to have a lot of sex today. Then, we will see when we get another opportunity."

"Okay," I agreed readily, grabbing her wrist.

I immediately started kissing Kaki. I didn't spend much time kissing her; I wasn't really enjoying the contact. After watching those movies at Sir's place and already releasing my semen once by jerking off, I knew I had the stamina to fuck Kamala Kaki's *gaand* for a very long time without the risk of coming early. I broke the kiss quickly.

"Kaki, take off your clothes, quickly," I instructed, my voice impatient and demanding.

She immediately took off her sari and blouse. Kaki's body was heavy and plump; she was a large woman. Her breasts were very big and saggy, swinging heavily. I only stripped down to my bare waist, removing my jeans and underwear quickly.

I took out a condom and rolled it onto my *lund*. I had brought four or five condoms with me today, knowing Kaki wanted to fully quench her thirst. I was determined to use as many as possible.

I brought my *lund* close to her mouth.

"I have never sucked a condom-covered *lund* before," Kamala Kaki stated, looking curiously at the latex.

"Do it today, then," I urged, pushing it closer.

"I'll take the condom off first," Kamala Kaki proposed, reaching for the rubber. "I'll put it back on after I suck it clean."

"If you do that, my *lund* will be dry when it goes into your *gaand*," I said, pulling back slightly, worried about the friction.

"Just put your *lund* in my *choot* first to make it wet and slippery, and then put it in my *gaand*," Kamala Kaki suggested, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

"Okay," I conceded, giving in to her eagerness. "Do whatever you want, but hurry up. I want to have sex two or three times today."

Kaki smiled widely, clearly happy to hear my target of two or three times.

Kaki immediately started sucking my *lund*. She enjoyed taking my long and thick *lund* deep into her mouth.

She was sucking my *lund* with intense pleasure, taking the whole *lund* down her throat greedily.

After she sucked my *lund* for a while, I pulled it out of her mouth.

Then I made Kaki lie down on her petticoat on the rough ground. She lay back, spreading her legs wide to expose her *choot* fully to me.

I positioned my *lund* on her *choot*. Kaki remembered the aggressive sex from yesterday. She instinctively grabbed my discarded underwear and stuffed it into her mouth.

Kaki wasn't wearing panties today. By putting my underwear in her mouth, she prepared to muffle her screams from my *lund* entering her *choot* and then her *gaand*.

I pushed my whole *lund* in with a single, brutal thrust. Kaki let out a muffled scream into the cloth. Her fists clenched the petticoat tightly on either side of her head, knuckles white.

I immediately started thrusting deeply and powerfully. My *lund* was sliding in and out of Kaki's *choot* with ease now that it was wet.

Since I had already released semen once by jerking off in the afternoon, I knew I could fuck Kaki's *choot* and *gaand* for a very long time without stopping or worrying about coming.

I kept thrusting, driving hard into her. As Kaki and I had agreed, I needed to lubricate the condom by fucking her *choot* thoroughly.

Kaki came with a sudden rush of fluids. Looking at the amount of discharge, it seemed like she had been thinking about this sex since yesterday and had built up so much anticipation and fluid. The condom got very wet and slick, glistening in the dim light.

I pulled my *lund* out of her *choot*. Kaki understood exactly why I had pulled my *lund* out of her.

"How are you going to fuck me now?" Kamala Kaki asked, her voice eager, reaching for my waist.

"Get on all fours, Kaki," I commanded, pulling her up. "Today, my horse will ride the mare."

I made Kaki get onto her hands and knees, positioning her *gaand* upward for me. Kaki's butt hole was wide open and clearly visible. This confirmed my suspicion that she had definitely had anal sex before, maybe many times.

First, I slapped her plump buttocks hard. Kaki's big *gaand* turned red instantly from the sound and force of the slaps.

"What are you doing, Avi?" Kamala Kaki protested, trying to look back at me over her shoulder.

"I'm making your *gaand* nice and red for me," I said, giving it another stinging slap.

"Do all that slapping later," Kamala Kaki urged, moving her *gaand* suggestively. "Put your *lund* in my *gaand* first!"

"Are you that itchy and desperate that you can't wait a moment?" I teased her, running my hand along the curve of her *gaand*.

"My *gaand* has been waiting for a *lund* for two years," Kamala Kaki pleaded, pushing back slightly.

"Okay, I'll end your long wait," I said, positioning myself carefully. "But should I do it slowly, or should I just..."

"Don't put it all in at once like you did in my *choot* yesterday," Kamala Kaki cautioned, her voice tightening with a hint of fear.

"What, Kaki? You've had anal sex so many times, yet you're asking me this?" I said, feigning confusion to tease her.

"Your *lund* is long and thick," Kamala Kaki admitted, gripping the ground. "But... never mind. Just put it in in two separate thrusts, okay?"

"Then get ready," I warned her, my *lund* throbbing.

I told Kaki that I was putting my *lund* in her *gaand*. Kaki shook her head to signal yes, her face tight.

I placed my *lund* right on her butt hole and thrust once, gently. Half of my *lund* slid easily into Kaki's *gaand*. She didn't seem to feel much pain at all; the *lund* went into her *gaand* without struggle.

Seeing that she wasn't in any discomfort, I pushed my whole *lund* in with a second, hard thrust. This time, Kaki flinched in pain, sucking a breath past the cloth. But she controlled the pain and remained still, waiting.

I was about to stop to let her adjust, but Kaki mumbled into the cloth in her mouth, telling me to start thrusting immediately. I didn't care about the pain I caused her, so I immediately started fucking her *gaand* vigorously and without mercy.

With the intense in-and-out motion deep inside her *gaand*, my *lund* was getting a raw, different kind of pleasure—a pleasure I hadn't even achieved from jerking off that afternoon.

While vigorously fucking her *gaand*, I also reached forward and put two fingers into her *choot*, beginning to fuck her vaginally with my fingers simultaneously.

Kaki was now moaning softly into the cloth, the sound muffled and strained. She started deliberately moving her *gaand* backward, driving herself harder onto my *lund* to take it deeper inside her.

After fucking her *gaand* intensely for ten minutes, I suddenly pulled my *lund* out. The slick, tight warmth was instantly gone, leaving me feeling hollow. As soon as I pulled it out, Kaki twisted her head back, her breath hitching sharply.

"Why did you pull it out?" Kamala Kaki gasped, her eyes wide with frustration and heat.

"To put it in your *choot* now," I replied, grabbing her hips to turn her over.

"You can do that later!" Kamala Kaki insisted, trying to twist back to her hands and knees. "Just put it back in my *gaand* today!"

"Let me have sex my way, Kaki," I dictated firmly, holding her hips down until she settled. "Or I won't even put it in your *choot*."

"Okay," Kamala Kaki conceded quickly, shifting to her back submissively. "Do whatever you want, but fuck my *gaand* more at the end."

I immediately positioned myself and shoved my *lund* into her *choot*. I began thrusting hard and deep. It was a dizzying sequence: first the *choot*, then the *gaand*, then back to the *choot*, and back to the *gaand*. This kind of alternating sex was giving Kaki a double, frantic pleasure. With the continuous *choot* and *gaand* fucking, Kaki was coming again and again, her body bucking wildly under mine.

Now, I also felt the sudden, powerful urge to come. I yanked my *lund* out of her *gaand* swiftly. I tore off the wet condom and threw it aside into the brush, then brought my throbbing *lund* directly to Kaki’s mouth.

After five or six frantic thrusts, I released all my semen into Kaki’s mouth. Kaki swallowed every drop eagerly, not wasting anything. She then meticulously licked my *lund* clean, her eyes focused on the task.

I sat down hard under the tree, breathing heavily and exhausted. Kaki lay sprawled on her petticoat, panting heavily, her breasts heaving.

The light in the orchard was beginning to fade into dusk. I sat there, resting, staring at Kaki's *gaand*—the wide-open hole that I had just brutally fucked.

After resting for a while, Kaki suddenly got up, her thirst clearly not fully quenched.

Kaki crawled over to me and immediately started sucking my *lund*. With her warm, wet sucking, my *lund* got hard again with surprising speed and force.

While Kaki was sucking my *lund*, the blue film I had seen at Sir’s house was playing vividly in my mind.

I remembered the scene where two guys put their *lunds* into the *gaand* at the same time. A powerful desire to try something similar surged through me. Kaki clearly liked getting her *gaand* fucked; she certainly wouldn't refuse to take two *lunds* in her *gaand*.

But where could I get another *lund* from right now? Who should I call to fuck Kaki's *gaand* with me?

*Should I call Mona’s brother?* I shook my head internally. *No, Kaki would never have sex with him.* I was at a complete loss.

Even if I called someone, the entire process would take too long. Just then, an idea hit me hard. I picked up a thick stick that was lying nearby on the ground. I could use this stick as a second *lund*. But if I put a rough stick in her *gaand*, Kaki could be seriously hurt.

I quickly found a solution for the pain: I put a condom onto the stick. Now it felt smooth and safe enough. The stick wasn't as thick as my *lund*, but it was definitely longer.

I made Kaki stand up and told her to bend over and hold onto the tree trunk for support. After she gripped the tree, I came up behind her.

"Kaki, you really like getting your *gaand* fucked, right?" I asked, my voice low and dominant, gripping her waist.

"Yes," Kamala Kaki breathed out, bracing herself against the tree.

"Today, I will fuck you so hard that you will either never want to get your *gaand* fucked again in your life, or you will always want me to fuck your *gaand*," I promised, my hands gripping her hips tightly.

"What exactly are you going to do to me?" Kamala Kaki asked, her voice laced with fear and thrill, her chest heaving.

"Whatever I do, you have to support me and endure it," I commanded, leaning close to her ear. "And most importantly: don't scream."

Kaki obediently grabbed my underwear and stuffed it into her mouth, preparing for the pain.

I knew I had to loosen Kaki's *gaand* again first. I drove my whole *lund* into her *gaand* with one savage thrust. And I started thrusting with ferocious speed and power, focusing only on her tight hole.

Kaki was shaking violently from my deep thrusts, but she was clearly ecstatic with this powerful fucking.

I found my opportunity and slowly pushed the condom-covered stick into her *choot*. As soon as the stick went in, I started moving it in and out of her *choot*.

"What did you put in there?" Kamala Kaki moaned, her voice muffled against the cloth. "Aaah... it feels good. Keep doing whatever you are doing right now."

Only half of the stick was inside so far. I had originally planned to put the stick in her *gaand* along with my *lund*, but realized that could damage my *lund*. So I changed my plan quickly.

When the whole stick finally went into her *choot*, Kaki let out one sharp, muffled scream into the cloth, but then she clenched her jaw and stuffed my underwear tighter into her mouth.

On one side, my real *lund* was furiously driving in and out of her *gaand*, and on the other, I was slowly working the fake *lund* in and out of her *choot*.

I was only focused on fucking her *gaand* now. I didn't have any more condoms left. That meant I couldn't have sex after this one. Whatever pleasure and enjoyment I wanted, I had to get it all right now, in this single, final session.

Kaki’s large buttocks were shaking violently from my powerful thrusts. Her two big, plump breasts were swaying wildly. They swung back and forth with my every thrust. When my *lund* went in, Kaki's breasts swung up toward her mouth. When I pulled my *lund* out, they swung back down heavily.

Kaki could never have imagined I would fuck her like this: a real *lund* in her *gaand* and a fake *lund* in her *choot*. Kaki was having an extremely hard time controlling herself. She was trying her absolute best to stop from screaming out loud. Kaki was completely out of breath, panting into the underwear.

I kept thrusting, ignoring her struggles. Kaki had been standing and getting fucked for a full thirty-five minutes. Her legs finally started to shake and buckle. I increased the speed of my thrusts one last time, driving in deeper. After two minutes of a final frenzy, I filled Kaki's *gaand* with all my semen.

I slowly pulled my *lund* out of Kaki's *gaand*. Kaki’s butt hole was left wide open, slick and glistening with fluid. Kaki immediately sank under the tree and started trying to catch her breath, gasping loudly. After twenty minutes of complete silence, Kaki finally calmed down enough to speak.

"You have an incredible amount of strength, Avi," Kamala Kaki admitted, rubbing her tired legs carefully. "My two-year itch is finally gone. Now I feel like I won't be able to have sex for a month or two. And what exactly did you put in my *choot* while you were fucking my *gaand*?"

"I put a stick in there, Kaki," I confessed, shrugging on my shirt. "Did you not enjoy it?"

"I enjoyed it very, very much," Kamala Kaki whispered, a happy expression on her face.

"Then keep enjoying yourself like this," I said, putting on my clothes quickly. "Okay, I'm leaving now. You sit here and rest for a while longer."

"Are you really leaving me alone here?" Kamala Kaki asked, trying to reach out to me with a desperate hand.

"My Chachaji will be waiting for me soon," I explained, zipping my jeans. "You can go home when you're ready."

I zipped up my jeans without putting on my underwear. I stuffed my underwear into my pocket and walked out of the orchard toward the fields, my legs shaky but satisfied.

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