Adultery Innocent shy house wife and Cockload husband.

[Suresh@123]

Early next morning, Meera ghar ka kaam kar rahi thi. Priya uthi, fresh hui aur kitchen mein gayi, saree thoda low tie karke aur full-sleeve blouse pehen ke apne ko zyada cover karne ki koshish mein. Meera cunningly smile kiya: “Good morning, madam.”
Priya ( aankhein churaate hue, sharmaati hui ): Good morning…
Meera ne coffee banayi aur wicked smile ke saath di: “Vivek sir kahan hain?”
Priya: Woh so rahe hain.
Meera (naughty grin ke saath): Abhi bhi so rahe hain? Matlab raat ko unhone aapko bahut enjoy kiya hoga…
Priya (bhari bhari sharam se laal ho gayi, awaaz low aur gusse-sharmaati mix mein): Please Meera, aisi baat mat karo!
Meera paas aa gayi, Priya ki gardan pe garam saans phenki aur unke neeche wale lip ko ungli se touch kiya. Priya ekdum se shiver kar gayi aur peeche hatne ki koshish ki: “Please leave… mera husband uth sakta hai aur yahan aa sakta hai…”
Meera ne silently Vijay ko signal diya. Vijay chupke se peeche se aa gaya aur Priya ko peeche se hug kar liya, uske strong haath uske hips pe, aur uska massive semi-hard lund Priya ke bade soft gaand ke upar saree ke through press ho raha tha. Priya shock mein jump kar gayi aur whisper mein beg karne lagi: “Noooo… please stop… kal suddenly ho gaya tha… please mujhe chhodo… koi aur time… mera husband andar hai…”
Vijay ne uske hips ko gently press kiya, jisse Priya ke muh se soft moan nikal gaya. Uska lamba, rigid cock uske gaand ke cheeks ke beech throb kar raha tha. Priya ko uski garmi aur size kapdon ke upar bhi feel ho rahi thi aur uski chut phir se geeli hone lagi. “Please… abhi leave kar do…”
Meera: Theek hai, hum aapko leave kar denge agar aap hamari chhoti si conditions follow karogi.
Priya (hesitant, saans tez ho rahi thi): Kya… kya conditions?
Meera: Kyun full-sleeve blouse pehna hai aur saree apne sundar deep navel ke upar tie kiya hai? Condition 1: Aaj se saree kam se kam 3 inches niche navel ke neeche tie karna. Condition 2: Sirf sleeveless, low-cut blouses pehenna.
Priya: No way…
Meera (Vijay ko signal dete hue): Vijay, shuru ho jao… usko poora lick karo…
Priya panic mein: “No… abhi nahi… husband aa jayega… okay… okay… main dono conditions follow karungi…”
Meera smile kiya: “Good girl. Ab andar jao, sleeveless low-cut blouse pehen lo, saree navel se kaafi neeche tie karo, aur red bra-panty pehen lo.”
Priya apne room mein gayi, jaise kaha gaya waise change kiya, dil mein bahut badi sharam thi lekin saath hi kuch strange excitement bhi. Jab woh wapas aayi, Meera ne uske hips pakde aur saree pallu aur waist ko aur neeche slide kiya, seedha uske deep navel mein garam saans phenk di. Priya aankhein band kar li shy arousal mein, uska pura body shiver kar raha tha.
Tabhi Vivek utha aur Priya ko bulaya. Woh naye revealing style mein uske paas gayi. Vivek stunned reh gaya apni conservative biwi ka deep navel aur cleavage openly dekh kar.
Vivek: Wow Priya… aaj tum bahut hot lag rahi ho… kisne suggest kiya yeh?
Priya (sharmaati hui, aankhein churaate hue): Kisi ne nahi… khud se…
Vivek excited ho gaya aur uske soft boobs squeeze karne laga: “Tumhe aise dekh kar mood ban raha hai…”
Priya (gently push karte hue): Abhi nahi dear… evening mein…
Kuch baat karne ke baad, Vivek bahar gaya aur Vijay ko urgent market ke liye bulaane laga.
Vivek: Vijay… Vijay… kahan ho tum?
Koi response nahi. Woh maid couple ke outside room ki taraf gaya aur door push kiya. Room us waqt khali tha. Jaate-jaate uski nazar bed ke paas floor pe pad gayi.
Wahan casually padi thi Priya ki clothes — bilkul wahi saree aur blouse jo kal office jaate waqt usne pehni thi. Vivek ko clearly yaad tha woh usi outfit mein thi. Saree ka special border tha, blouse wohi jo woh usually pehenti thi. Vivek ne uthaya, fabric feel kiya aur pakka confirm kar liya — yeh uski biwi Priya ki hi clothes hain.
Uska dil ek second ke liye ruk gaya. Confusion, panic aur suspicion uspe chha gaya. “Priya ki kal wali clothes yahan maid ke room ke floor pe kyun padi hain? Main office jaane ke baad usne change kiya tha… yahan kyun hongi? Kal kuch hua tha kya? Woh theek hai? Kya chal raha hai yahan?”
Woh wahan frozen khada tha, dimag mein sawaal ghum rahe the. Tabhi Meera aur Vijay quick market se wapas aaye aur room mein enter kiye. Unhe Vivek ko Priya ki clothes pakde dekh kar shock laga.
Vivek (awaaz mein gussa aur doubt badhta hua): Meera… Vijay… yeh kya hai? Meri biwi ki clothes tumhare room mein kyun hain? Yeh bilkul wahi saree aur blouse hai jo Priya ne kal subah pehni thi jab main office gaya tha. Main ne khud dekha tha usko usme. Kaise yahan floor pe aa gayi? Abhi sach batao!
Dono shocked lag rahe the. Woh ek saath overlapping aur alag-alag excuses dene lage.
Meera (nervous): Sir… madam kal bahut garam feel kar rahi thi… kuch kaam mein help maangi thi… shayad yahan comfort ke liye change kiya hoga…
Vijay (saath hi): Nahi sir… unhone kuch old clothes stitching ke liye diye the… hum safe rakh rahe the…
Vivek (aur zyada gussa aur suspicious, awaaz tez): Jhooth mat bolo! Dono alag-alag stories bata rahe ho. Yeh old clothes nahi hain — mujhe clearly yaad hai Priya kal yeh pehen ke thi. Yahan kyun hain? Kal is room mein exactly kya hua tha? Sab kuch batao abhi!
Couple ek pal ke liye chup ho gaya, quick glances exchange kiye. Phir Vijay aage badha strange confident smile ke saath.
Vijay: Sir… hum words mein properly explain nahi kar sakte. Aap easily believe nahi karoge. Behtar hai aap khud apni aankhon se dekh lo. Tabhi aap samjhoge kal madam ke saath sach mein kya hua tha.
Vivek (stunned, dil tez dhadak raha tha, gusse aur strange curiosity ka mix): Kya? Dekhna kya? Kaise?
Vijay: Hamare paas ek pendrive hai. Le lo sir. Office jao, cabin lock kar lo properly, aur andar ka video dekho. Sab clear ho jayega. Aur sir… mujhe lagta hai aap bhi happy feel karoge aur enjoy karoge video dekh kar. Bas please… madam ko call mat karna aur is discussion ke baare mein kuch mat batana. Woh bahut burra feel karegi aur extremely shy ho jayegi. Evening mein jab aap wapas aoge tab aur baat kar lenge.
Vivek wahan bilkul stunned aur speechless khada tha. Uska dimag confusion, doubt, fear aur badhti unnatural excitement se bhara hua tha. “Woh ‘happy’ feel karne ki baat kyun kar rahe hain? Pendrive mein kya hoga? Meri conservative Priya ki clothes unke room mein… phone pe uski unusual panting… kal raat uski extra wetness aur louder moans… kuch toh galat zaroor hai…”
Kampte haathon se usne pendrive le liya. Bina ek aur shabd bole woh turant office ke liye nikal gaya. Apne cabin pahuncha, door tightly band kiya, lock laga diya aur bhari saans ke saath baith gaya. Haath kaanp rahe the jab usne laptop khola, pendrive plug kiya aur andar ke video file ko eagerly play kar diya.
Video high quality mein play hone laga. Yeh kal ke events clearly dikhata tha — Meera ka Priya ko herbal tea effects se seduce karna, Priya ka maid room mein enter karna, Vijay ko Meera ke muh mein apna massive 10-11 inch lund daalte dekh kar shock hona, phir Meera ka Priya ke paas aana, usko touch karna, haath upar uthana, lip-lock karna, Vijay ka uske sensitive armpits lick karna, uske 2-inch deep navel mein apni zubaan gehri daal kar chatna, black bra aur panty reveal, Priya ka helpless shivering body, uske muffled moans, uski badi juicy gaand ka twitch karna, uske soft milky boobs ka heaving, uski fair skin pe paseena chamakna, har lick aur saans ke saath uska deep navel jump karna.
Vivek ki aankhein shock se phail gayi. Uski conservative, shy, orthodox biwi Priya — jo hamesha navel ke upar saree tie karti thi, full blouses pehenti thi, kisi ke saamne skin nahi dikhati thi — ab maid couple ke saamne semi-naked khadi thi, haath upar kiye, body arousal se betray kar rahi thi. Jaise-jaise scenes play hue — khas kar woh hot parts jahan Meera Priya ko lip-lock kar rahi thi aur Vijay uske armpits aur deep navel ko lick-suck kar raha tha, jisse uske muh se muffled moans nikal rahe the — Vivek ko apne andar ka cock trousers ke andar aur hard aur hard hota feel hua.
Woh sochne laga: “Yeh mera 10 saal purana secret fantasy hai… kitni baar maine Priya se request kiya tha ki kam se kam cuckold videos dekh le ya imagine kare swapping, lekin woh hamesha gusse se reject karti thi, kehti thi ‘Main prostitute nahi hoon, main conservative wife aur mother hoon.’ Lekin aaj… meri innocent Priya maid aur uske husband ke dwara molest aur seduce ho rahi hai… aur uski body respond kar rahi hai…”
Apne aap uska haath neeche gaya, zip kholi, hard cock bahar nikala aur pehle dheere dheere, phir tez stroke karne laga. Priya ke deep navel ko tongue-fuck hote dekhna, armpits wet lick hote, boobs heaving, badi gaand twitching — yeh sab dekh kar woh control kho baitha. Usne apne tool ko vigorously jerk kiya, video dekhte hue 2-3 baar garam cum splash kiya. Bahut zor se jhad gaya, lekin phir bhi video ko starting se dobara dekhne laga, uska cock semi-hard hi rehta hua renewed arousal ke saath. “Meri shy biwi… sirf bra-panty mein… itni hot aur helpless lag rahi thi… yeh insane hai… lekin itna arousing…”
Jab woh video ko second time dekh raha tha, shock, jealousy, guilt aur intense cuckold pleasure ke mix mein khoya hua, tabhi uska phone suddenly ring hone laga.
Vivek ne screen dekha — “Private Number” / unknown caller. Uska dil aur tez dhadakne laga. Ek second hesitate kiya lekin phir eagerly call utha liya, abhi bhi masturbation se bhari saans ke saath.
Vivek (awaaz thodi shaky): Hello…
Unknown person (stern, confident, thoda mocking voice): Hello cucky… kaisa hai tu?
Vivek: Haan main theek hoon… aur please batao aap kaun hain? Kya main aapko jaanta hoon?
Unknown person: Koi sawal mat pooch cucky. Bas mere sawalon ka sahi jawab de.
Vivek (thoda irritated): Mujhe cucky mat bulao. Main Vivek hoon. Vivek bulao.
Unknown person (halki hansi ke saath): Theek hai Vivek… abhi kya kar raha hai tu?
Vivek: Kuch nahi… bas office ka kaam kar raha hoon.
Unknown person (jaante hue tone mein): Haan, bilkul sahi… tu apni biwi ki hot erotic navel aur armpit seduction video dekh raha hai. Abhi yeh hi tera sirf kaam hai, haan? Sach bata.
Vivek bilkul shocked tha. Uska body freeze ho gaya. “Ise kaise pata? Kaise possible hai? Phone hacked hai kya? Yeh kaun hai?”
Vivek (stammering): Nahi… nahi… main koi video nahi dekh raha…
Unknown person: Sach bata. Main is matter mein teri help karunga. Jhooth mat bol.
Vivek (bhari hesitation aur guilt ke saath): …Haan…
Unknown person: Kya “haan”? Clear words mein bata cucky.
Vivek (awaaz low, guilty lekin aroused): Haan… main apni biwi ki seduction video dekh raha hoon…
Unknown person: Good… aakhirkaar tune accept kar liya aur reality mein aa gaya.
Baaki conversation mein woh mysterious aadmi Vivek ko aur tease karta raha, scenes ko detail mein describe karta, baar-baar cucky bulaata, aur deeper cuckold thoughts plant karta. Baad mein reveal hota hai ki yeh powerful, cunning aadmi Abhishek hai — Vivek ka 7 saal purana business partner jise Vivek ne cheating ke baad jail bhej diya tha. Abhishek ab ameer aur badla lene wala ban chuka tha, hidden cameras ke through sab orchestrate kar raha tha, maid couple uske pets the, aur videos/calls ke zariye Vivek ki conservative biwi Priya ko slut banane aur Vivek ko willing cuck banane ka plan tha.
Vivek apne locked cabin mein baitha tha, cock abhi bhi bahar nikla aur phir se twitch kar raha tha, Abhishek ki commanding awaaz sun raha tha, dimag mein Priya ke body ko use hote images bhare hue the, uski conservative values overwhelming arousal se takra rahi thi. Background mein video chalta raha, Priya ka deep navel jump karta hua, uske muffled moans, uski ripe body step by step surrender karti hui.
Yeh tha woh intense end part jahan Vivek ka cuckold fantasy real hota dikhai de raha tha, Priya ki shy orthodox body ko seduce kiye jaane ka video dekh kar uska lund hard ho jata hai, woh multiple baar jhadta hai, aur phir mysterious Abhishek ka call aata hai jo sab kuch jaanta hai aur use aur gehre cuckold thoughts mein dhakel deta hai. Priya ki badi juicy gaand, 2-inch deep navel, sensitive armpits, soft milky boobs — sab kuch erotic detail mein feel hota raha, uski conservative sharam aur body ki betrayal ke saath.