Adultery Life of Avi Singh

[lee.jae.han]

## Update 166 B: The New Routine (Avi and Kiran)

The next day, I left for Sir’s house in the afternoon, the memory of yesterday's frenzy still pulsing in my blood.

Kiran opened the gate for me. A genuine smile of happiness lit up Kiran's face when she saw me, and to show her immediate pleasure, Kiran quickly pulled me inside the house.

Sir was already settled in his room, exactly as I expected. Taking advantage of the brief moment of privacy in the hall, I pulled Kiran close and sealed her mouth with a deep kiss.

Kiran instantly pulled back, her eyes wide as she scanned the hall toward Sir's door. "What are you doing? Are you mad?" she whispered fiercely.

"I'm kissing you, of course," I replied, tracing the line of her jaw with my thumb.

"Can't you wait for just a little while?" Kiran pleaded, pushing my chest gently. "Dad is right inside! What if he finds out we're doing this?"

"Don't worry about Sir," I reassured her, leaning in again. "He must be waiting for me with his bottle of alcohol already poured."

"First, go do something about Dad," Kiran insisted, stepping out of my reach. "Then you can kiss me all you want."

"Just a kiss then?" I asked, a playful challenge in my voice.

"You can do whatever you want to me," Kiran promised, her eyes darkening with desire, "but first, put Dad soundly to sleep."

"Alright," I conceded, my lund already hardening in response to her eagerness. "I'll put Sir to sleep in twenty minutes and come straight back to you."

I went to Sir's room. As soon as I arrived, Sir started drinking his alcohol, eager to start his day's entertainment. Now that I had Kiran, listening to Sir's rambling stories held no interest for me. My mind was consumed by the urgency of getting back to Kiran. I had to speed things up. I had to do something so I could escape to Kiran's room quickly.

I decided on a plan: suggest the film, then administer the pill.

"Sir, let's talk while we watch one of those blue films again," I suggested casually, sitting down.

Sir frowned slightly. "A blue film? It seems you've really developed a taste for blue films, Avi."

"Yes, those blue films are very good and entertaining," I agreed, feigning interest.

Sir shook his head, offering a strange warning. "Don't watch so many blue films, son. Don't let it get to a point where you lose interest in having real sex and only enjoy watching it on a screen."

"That won't happen to me, Sir," I promised, pushing the agenda forward. "You should put one on right now."

Sir complied, starting a blue film on his computer. Just like yesterday, while he was distracted, I slipped a sleeping pill into his glass. After he drank the contents and eventually fell into a deep sleep, I turned off the computer and went straight to Kiran's room.

Kiran looked up, her relief and excitement clear in her eyes. "You came back so early!"

"I had to," I admitted, closing the door softly. "I want to take your choot three or four times today to make up for my frustration yesterday."

Kiran shook her head firmly. "I won't let you do it more than once, Avi."

"Why not? Didn't you enjoy it deeply yesterday?" I challenged, moving toward her.

"Yesterday was our first time, so I allowed you to do it three times," Kiran explained, holding up a finger. "But from now on, only once per visit."

"Why is that the rule now?" I asked, confused by her sudden caution.

"I don't want my choot to become a worn-out hole," Kiran insisted, placing her hand defensively over her lower stomach. "If my husband comes back and sees my choot is loose and ruined, it'll be a serious problem for me."

"Okay," I conceded, thinking quickly. "One time in the choot, and one time in the gaand. That makes two, which is fair."

"No," Kiran countered, remaining firm. "Only one of them, and only once a day. If it's the choot today, then it has to be the gaand tomorrow, and then the choot the day after that. We must alternate."

*(Kiran is right to be careful. Having too much sex will unnecessarily ruin Kiran's body and put her life in danger. Besides, I still have kaki for the days when I need extra release.)*

"Okay," I agreed aloud, nodding my head. "Choot today, gaand tomorrow."

"Then let's start now," Kiran urged, her eyes gleaming.

As soon as Kiran gave the command, I attacked her mouth, instantly sucking her pink lips.

Yesterday, the session started with the choot and ended with the gaand. Today’s session was going to start with the mouth and end with the choot. Yesterday, I had to prepare Kiran for the aggression. That’s why I had to fuck her choot first to get her turned on and ready for the full act. But today, I only wanted to fuck her once, and I was going to enjoy the slow, deliberate buildup to the fullest.

I started to drink the juice from Kiran's pink lips, pulling them deep into my mouth. Kiran was fully cooperating, eagerly meeting the pressure of my mouth. Yesterday, the kiss was a necessary distraction for her pain. Today, I was only kissing her to drink the sweet, exciting juice from her lips.

After sucking Kiran’s lips, Kiran pushed her tongue into my mouth, a clear invitation for me to suck her tongue in return. Why would I be left behind? I immediately sucked Kiran’s tongue, then I pushed my own tongue deep into her mouth, inviting her to suck mine.

After drinking the sweet juice from Kiran's pink lips, it was time for her breasts. As Madam had taught me, the proper sequence was: first the lips, then the breasts, then the choot, and then the gaand. Enjoy and give pleasure deliberately, step by step. Yesterday, I had reversed the sequence—it was first the choot, then the gaand, then a hurried finish on the breasts. That was probably why my focus was broken.

Before sucking her breasts, I had to make Kiran naked. I quickly reached down and took off Kiran's only remaining garment. It was just a nightgown; Kiran wasn't wearing anything underneath.

Yesterday, I hadn't paid enough attention to Kiran’s breasts. I did suck them yesterday, but it was rushed. Never mind. Whatever I did yesterday was still fun, but today, I had to deliberately make up for what I missed.

Kiran’s breasts were large and full, but the nipples seemed too small for the size of her chest. I reasoned that Kiran’s husband, who was in the army, must have rubbed her breasts often and intensely with his strong hands, which was why Kiran’s breasts had grown so large. Kiran's husband had done one good thing: he had made Kiran’s breasts big and ready. Now, I had to do my job and work her nipples, making them large and swollen to match her full breasts.

I attacked Kiran’s nipples immediately. First, I licked them clean, covering them in my spit, which made them shine brightly. I would gently trace her nipples with my tongue, sending an electrical current through Kiran’s body. Kiran was already fully enjoying the early stage of breast sucking.

My tongue had done its preliminary job; now it was the teeth’s turn. I started to bite Kiran’s nipples with my teeth, using controlled, sharp pressure. Sometimes I would gently pull the nipple with my teeth, using a gentle tug. This rough play made Kiran scream out loud.

"What are you doing to me? Aaaah... it hurts! Aaaah... do it a little slowly! Aaaah... but it feels so good! Keep doing it exactly like this!" she cried out, writhing.

After biting Kiran’s nipples aggressively with my teeth, it was time for the final, gentler attack of the lips. I took her nipple deep into my lips and started to suck deeply, drawing the blood to the surface. There was no milk in Kiran's breasts, yet I continued sucking, consuming the sensation itself.

Kiran could only handle the torture for so long. "How long will you just play with my breasts, Avi?" she gasped, her hands gripping my hair. "You are torturing me so much! Start the real work now! Otherwise, I swear I won't let you touch me tomorrow!"

I lifted my head, my eyes burning with lust. "Don't let me," I whispered, challenging her. "But today, you are letting me do it my way."

Kiran sighed deeply, her breath hitching. "Do it your way, then, but make sure you spend much more time on my choot today."

"Alright," I conceded, a wicked smile curving my lips. "I'll enjoy the choot fully, too."

Then I came down between Kiran’s legs. Kiran immediately spread her legs wide, opening up space for my head to move. I remembered how yesterday, Kiran's choot felt incredibly tight, like that of a virgin who had only known sex three or four times. Today, after taking my massive lund three times yesterday, I could feel it was already a little looser. Kiran had only asked for one round of sex today precisely so that her choot wouldn't become too loose too quickly.

Before proceeding, I wanted to look at her choot properly. I held the outer lips of her choot with my fingers and slowly spread them wide. I took a moment, gazing intently at the pinkness, the wetness, and the deep folds of Kiran's choot.

I kept looking at Kiran’s choot for a long, deliberate moment, letting the anticipation build.

Kiran shifted impatiently beneath me. "Are you just going to keep looking at it or are you going to finally do something?" she demanded, grabbing my thigh.

I shot her a sharp look. "Stop talking in the middle of my thoughts, Kiran. Otherwise, I won't do anything at all. Let me do this my way."

With my fingers still holding her choot spread open, I bypassed kissing the entrance and put my tongue directly into her wet center. I started playing aggressively with her clit and thrusting my tongue deep inside her choot. I had already thoroughly licked Kiran's choot yesterday, yet the desire was strong today. Kiran's choot was already full of juice; the more I drank, the more juice she released, making the intense licking incredibly satisfying.

I was fully engrossed in licking Kiran’s choot when she opened her mouth again, but this time, it was an invitation for my lund.

"You're having all the fun by yourself down there," Kiran complained, her voice breathless. "Let me suck your lund, too, Avi."

I had just told Kiran not to speak, but this was a command for my benefit. I immediately stopped licking her choot, stood up, and tore off the rest of my clothes.

"You want to suck my lund, Kiran?" I asked, my voice husky.

"Yes," she breathed, her eyes fixed on my erection.

"Let's get into the 69 position then," I instructed. "You suck my lund, and I'll continue sucking your..."

We quickly maneuvered our bodies into the position. I immediately began licking Kiran's choot again with renewed focus. Kiran, meanwhile, was aggressively sucking my lund. While I was intensely licking her, Kiran would sometimes pull my lund out of her mouth, groan deeply from the overwhelming sensation I was providing, and then immediately draw me back in. I slid my finger into Kiran's choot and moved it back and forth rapidly, simultaneously licking and fingering her.

We continued giving each other mutual pleasure for a prolonged moment. Then, Kiran opened her mouth again, her words muffled by my lund.

"Now quench my thirst, Avi," she pleaded, pushing me away slightly. "I can't take this teasing anymore."

"I'm quenching it right now," I assured her.

I stopped licking her choot and stood up, spreading Kiran's legs wide on the bed. I started rubbing my hard lund on Kiran's choot, the friction making her groan with anticipation. It wasn't fair to make Kiran wait any longer. I positioned my lund perfectly on her choot and gave a single, strong thrust, burying half of my lund inside her.

Yesterday, I had fucked Kiran's choot twice, which was supposed to make the entry easy. Today, after putting my lund in, I didn't want to stop the momentum, but my whole lund hadn't gone in yet. I gave another strong, forceful thrust, and my lund went into her choot with a loud, wet hiss.

This time, Kiran screamed, loud and unrestrained.

"You bastard, you killed me!" Kiran yelled, grabbing the sheets. "You put that big, horse-like lund in all in one go! Aaaah!"

I was shocked by Kiran's sudden, theatrical scream. "You were enjoying all of it yesterday," I said, pausing inside her. "What happened to you today?"

Kiran grinned, her eyes flashing with renewed excitement. "Nothing at all," she confessed, pressing her hips up to meet mine. "I'm just trying to get you more excited, Avi."

"So that's the game, is it?" I laughed, a sudden surge of heat flooding my core. My eyes burned, and my breath turned shallow. "Wait right there. I'll show you exactly what my excitement feels like."

I immediately started thrusting without stopping. To fuel my excitement, Kiran began screaming at the top of her lungs, "Harder, aaaah... tear my choot apart!" My thick lund fit perfectly into Kiran's choot, rubbing against all the internal walls. This intense friction felt incredible to me. Kiran was also clearly happy to have my "horse-like lund" inside her choot. While enjoying everything, Kiran was cussing at me and yelling loud commands to get me more and more aroused. She was bouncing her hips up and down, trying to devour my lund completely.

I kept fucking Kiran's choot hard in that initial position for ten minutes. As soon as Kiran hit her climax, I abruptly pulled my lund out of her choot.

"What happened now?" Kiran asked, her voice laced with confusion and post-climax exhaustion.

"Nothing," I said, breathing hard. "And you stop talking in between my work, Kiran. Let me finish my job."

Then I made Kiran get onto her hands and knees in the doggy position. I went behind her and drove my lund back into Kiran’s choot. After positioning Kiran on all fours, my eyes naturally drifted to Kiran’s gaand. I felt an intense urge to fuck Kiran's gaand, but I reminded myself that Kiran had strictly said no today. I pushed the thought of fucking her gaand out of my mind and focused entirely on her choot.

I started thrusting into Kiran’s choot from behind. With every powerful stroke, she would scream and moan, "Aaaaah... ushhh... ueee Maa... this horse killed me! Someone save me!" Kiran's dramatic screaming really was getting me more excited than ever. She was screaming for no real reason other than to excite me, but her performance made me enjoy the sex even more. Kiran's screaming suddenly reminded me of Rati; Rati also screams loudly and cusses during sex.

Fueled by Kiran's screaming, I increased my speed and began giving powerful, piston-like thrusts. The loud, wet sound of "slap, slap" could be heard echoing off the walls of the room. After intensely fucking Kiran for another fifteen minutes, I called out to her that I was about to climax.

"Don't put it inside!" Kiran commanded instantly, turning her head back. "Pull it out and release your precious fluid in my mouth and let me drink it!"

I quickly pulled my lund out of Kiran's choot and put it in her mouth, releasing my semen with a powerful surge. Kiran drank all the fluid, completely emptying me and cleaning my lund with a final swipe of her tongue.

We were both utterly exhausted after this long session of sex. We lay on the bed, side by side, panting.

"Did you have fun today?" I asked, looking over at Kiran.

"Yes," Kiran smiled faintly.

"Do you want to have more right now?" I teased, reaching for her.

"Yes, but my body is done for today," Kiran whispered.

"So, should I put my lund in your gaand now?" I pressed.

"Not today, tomorrow," Kiran insisted. "Let me feel today's sex first."

"Alright," I conceded, nodding my head. "I'll only fuck your gaand tomorrow."

"You can do that," Kiran agreed, closing her eyes. "But now, let me rest, Avi."

I let Kiran rest for a moment, then I put on my clothes and went home, my body tingling with satisfied exhaustion.

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