27-04-2026, 09:17 AM
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Chapter 61 - The First Crack
After Ramya returned to the hostel on Monday morning, the house slowly slipped back into its new rhythm.
Sneha was in full “dutiful wife” mode the entire day — waking Suresh with gentle kisses, making his favourite filter coffee, and packing fresh homemade lunch for both him and Gowtham. When Gowtham came over before leaving for office, he pulled Sneha close in the kitchen and gave her a deep, lingering lip kiss right in front of Suresh. Their tongues met briefly. Sneha let out a soft, happy hum.
The sight twisted something sharp in Suresh’s chest, but he stayed silent. This is the new normal, he reminded himself. His cock still twitched traitorously at the sight.
He had the urge, he wanted her, proper, full for himself. He decided tonight he will take her in bed. Almost for a week he feel himself off, he wanted to Surprise her with his new love and energy he had now.. after all the things happend.
He spent the whole day at work fantasizing about reclaiming her that night. He bought her favourite perfume and a box of premium chocolates on the way home, hiding them carefully in the bedroom cupboard. Tonight will be different, he told himself. I’ll remind her why she married me.
Dinner was quiet but civil. Gowtham joined them as usual. After eating, he rubbed his temples and said casually, “I have a terrible headache. Sneha, can you give me a head massage with that balm later?”
“Sure,” Sneha replied softly. “I’ll come after washing the vessels.”
At 10 PM, Suresh went into the bedroom, placed the perfume bottle and chocolate box neatly on the bed, dimmed the lights, and waited. He kept checking the time, imagining how he would take her slowly, make love to her like old times.
By 10.30 PM, he dozed off while scrolling Instagram.
He woke up at 11:10 PM.
The bed was still empty.
Sneha hadn’t come back.
He went out to check, the house was silent.
The vessels in the kitchen were already washed and neatly arranged.
He then remembered Gowtham calling her to massage his head..
He wanted to check them but trusted she will be back.. she wont leave him like this, uninformed..
he trusted her and went back to bed..
waiting for her he dozed off again.
He woke up with a jerk at 12:10 AM.
The bed beside him was cold. Empty.
The perfume and chocolates sat untouched exactly where he had placed them. The house was eerily silent.
Suresh sat up, rubbing his face. He walked into hall... Sneha had went to massage him long ago… but she hadn’t come to him.
A cold, sinking dread twisted in his stomach. He knows what it is..
He stepped out of the flat, heart already racing, and crossed the short corridor to Gowtham’s door.
It was unlocked.
The moment he pushed it open, the sounds assaulted him.
Soft, breathy female moans.
The wet, rhythmic creaking of a bed.
Deep masculine grunts.
The unmistakable sound of flesh meeting flesh.
Suresh’s legs moved on their own.
He walked down the passage and pushed open the bedroom door.
The sight hit him like a burning knife straight to the heart.
Sneha was gloriously naked, straddling Gowtham in deep cowgirl position. Her thick, juicy ass rolled in slow, sensual circles as she impaled herself again and again on his thick cock. Every time she sank down, her swollen pussy lips stretched obscenely around his girth, glistening with her creamy juices that coated his shaft and dripped down his balls.
![[Image: want-and-need-it-now-scaled.webp]](https://cdn.xgifer.com/251472/want-and-need-it-now-scaled.webp)
Her heavy breasts bounced heavily with each movement, nipples dark and hard. One of Gowtham’s strong hands gripped her ass cheek, spreading it, while the other squeezed her breast. Their mouths were locked in a filthy, passionate kiss — tongues visibly sliding and sucking, saliva glistening on their chins.
They looked completely lost in each other. Like real lovers.
Suresh stood frozen in the doorway, unable to speak.
Sneha finally sensed his presence. She broke the kiss with a wet pop, her swollen, shiny lips parting. Her eyes were glassy with lust, cheeks flushed deep red. She was still gently grinding on Gowtham’s cock, her hips moving in tiny circles as if she couldn’t bear to stop.
“Sorry, Suresh…” she breathed, voice husky and thick with arousal. “We didn’t plan this… it just happened. You go sleep, baby. I’ll come soon.”
Before Suresh could even process her words, Sneha turned back to Gowtham as if her husband wasn’t even there. She cupped his face with both hands and kissed him again — deeper, hungrier — moaning loudly into his mouth as she resumed riding him with slow, deliberate strokes.
![[Image: intimate-27-scaled.webp]](https://cdn.xgifer.com/248375/intimate-27-scaled.webp)
Suresh felt his stomach drop.
A minute later, Sneha pulled away just enough to look at him again, still impaled on Gowtham.
She realized Suresh was hurt.. her mind battled..
is he hurt, should i have informed him?
but she lost in heat she needed some privacy..
“Suresh, please…” she whispered, almost pleading, but her hips never stopped moving.
“Give us some privacy tonight. Just this once. I’ll come back soon, okay?”
Suresh stood unmoved.. You should have informed me,
i waited for you for hours. from 10PM .... 3 hours..
She lifted herself off Gowtham’s cock with a long, wet schlick. A thick string of her creamy arousal stretched between her dripping pussy and his glistening shaft before breaking. She walked toward Suresh completely naked — breasts swaying heavily, thighs shiny with juices, fresh bite marks glowing on her neck and breasts.
She reached him, stood on her toes, and kissed his cheek tenderly, almost maternally.
I'm sorry, i did'nt plan it else i would have sought your permission and told you in advance..
We just stated with a good night kiss unplanned we got into it.
“Please, baby… just this night, next time i will tell you in advance.” she whispered softly against his ear.
Please i feel odd and guilt.. with the guilt i Could'nt focus...let me finish this soon and come back soon.. i promise..
Suresh decided to leave he said okay.. come soon..
Behind her, Gowtham lay on the bed with a dark, satisfied smirk, his massive wet cock standing proud and throbbing.
As Suresh turned to leave, his heart shattering, Gowtham suddenly rose from the bed like a predator. In one smooth motion, he grabbed Sneha’s waist from behind and lifted her effortlessly. She let out a surprised, playful giggle as he carried her back to the bed and dropped her onto her back.
Suresh paused at the doorway and looked back one last time.
Gowtham was already between Sneha’s spread legs, pushing her thighs wide apart. With one powerful thrust, he buried his thick cock back inside her soaked pussy.
![[Image: first-timeee-gif.gif]](https://cdn.thekinkykingdom.com/2018/07/first-timeee-gif.gif)
Sneha’s back arched, her mouth fell open in a loud, shameless moan that echoed through the flat.
![[Image: missionary_001.gif]](https://porngipfy.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/10/missionary_001.gif)
“Fuuuck… Gowtham…” she cried out as he started fucking her hard in missionary, her breasts bouncing violently with every deep stroke.
The wet slapping sounds and her rising moans followed Suresh as he stepped out of the flat and closed the door behind him.
He walked back to his own empty flat like a ghost.
The perfume and chocolates were still waiting on the bed, untouched.
Suresh sat on the edge of the mattress, staring at them with dead eyes. His cock was painfully hard, his heart was bleeding, and his mind kept replaying the image of his wife willingly going back to Gowtham’s cock even after seeing him standing there.
He waited.
1 AM…
2 AM…
3 AM…
He finally drifted into a restless sleep around 3:30 AM.
At 6:10 AM, sunlight streamed into the room.
Suresh woke up to the sound of running water in the bathroom. The perfume bottle and chocolate box were gone from the bed — Sneha must have moved them.
The bathroom door opened.
Sneha stepped out, fresh from a shower, wearing only a towel. Her skin was glowing, hair wet, fresh bite marks visible on her neck and breasts.
She saw him sitting at the edge of the bed and smiled tenderly. She walked over, stood between his legs, and hugged his head to her chest.
“Sorry, baby… it was completely unplanned,” she whispered, kissing the top of his head.
Suresh stayed still for a moment.
Then he gently pushed her arms away and looked up at her with tired, determined eyes.
“Sneha,” he said, voice low but firm. “We need to talk.”
Sneha’s smile faded slightly.
She searched his face, sensing the seriousness in his tone.
After Ramya returned to the hostel on Monday morning, the house slowly slipped back into its new rhythm.
Sneha was in full “dutiful wife” mode the entire day — waking Suresh with gentle kisses, making his favourite filter coffee, and packing fresh homemade lunch for both him and Gowtham. When Gowtham came over before leaving for office, he pulled Sneha close in the kitchen and gave her a deep, lingering lip kiss right in front of Suresh. Their tongues met briefly. Sneha let out a soft, happy hum.
The sight twisted something sharp in Suresh’s chest, but he stayed silent. This is the new normal, he reminded himself. His cock still twitched traitorously at the sight.
He had the urge, he wanted her, proper, full for himself. He decided tonight he will take her in bed. Almost for a week he feel himself off, he wanted to Surprise her with his new love and energy he had now.. after all the things happend.
He spent the whole day at work fantasizing about reclaiming her that night. He bought her favourite perfume and a box of premium chocolates on the way home, hiding them carefully in the bedroom cupboard. Tonight will be different, he told himself. I’ll remind her why she married me.
Dinner was quiet but civil. Gowtham joined them as usual. After eating, he rubbed his temples and said casually, “I have a terrible headache. Sneha, can you give me a head massage with that balm later?”
“Sure,” Sneha replied softly. “I’ll come after washing the vessels.”
At 10 PM, Suresh went into the bedroom, placed the perfume bottle and chocolate box neatly on the bed, dimmed the lights, and waited. He kept checking the time, imagining how he would take her slowly, make love to her like old times.
By 10.30 PM, he dozed off while scrolling Instagram.
He woke up at 11:10 PM.
The bed was still empty.
Sneha hadn’t come back.
He went out to check, the house was silent.
The vessels in the kitchen were already washed and neatly arranged.
He then remembered Gowtham calling her to massage his head..
He wanted to check them but trusted she will be back.. she wont leave him like this, uninformed..
he trusted her and went back to bed..
waiting for her he dozed off again.
He woke up with a jerk at 12:10 AM.
The bed beside him was cold. Empty.
The perfume and chocolates sat untouched exactly where he had placed them. The house was eerily silent.
Suresh sat up, rubbing his face. He walked into hall... Sneha had went to massage him long ago… but she hadn’t come to him.
A cold, sinking dread twisted in his stomach. He knows what it is..
He stepped out of the flat, heart already racing, and crossed the short corridor to Gowtham’s door.
It was unlocked.
The moment he pushed it open, the sounds assaulted him.
Soft, breathy female moans.
The wet, rhythmic creaking of a bed.
Deep masculine grunts.
The unmistakable sound of flesh meeting flesh.
Suresh’s legs moved on their own.
He walked down the passage and pushed open the bedroom door.
The sight hit him like a burning knife straight to the heart.
Sneha was gloriously naked, straddling Gowtham in deep cowgirl position. Her thick, juicy ass rolled in slow, sensual circles as she impaled herself again and again on his thick cock. Every time she sank down, her swollen pussy lips stretched obscenely around his girth, glistening with her creamy juices that coated his shaft and dripped down his balls.
Her heavy breasts bounced heavily with each movement, nipples dark and hard. One of Gowtham’s strong hands gripped her ass cheek, spreading it, while the other squeezed her breast. Their mouths were locked in a filthy, passionate kiss — tongues visibly sliding and sucking, saliva glistening on their chins.
They looked completely lost in each other. Like real lovers.
Suresh stood frozen in the doorway, unable to speak.
Sneha finally sensed his presence. She broke the kiss with a wet pop, her swollen, shiny lips parting. Her eyes were glassy with lust, cheeks flushed deep red. She was still gently grinding on Gowtham’s cock, her hips moving in tiny circles as if she couldn’t bear to stop.
“Sorry, Suresh…” she breathed, voice husky and thick with arousal. “We didn’t plan this… it just happened. You go sleep, baby. I’ll come soon.”
Before Suresh could even process her words, Sneha turned back to Gowtham as if her husband wasn’t even there. She cupped his face with both hands and kissed him again — deeper, hungrier — moaning loudly into his mouth as she resumed riding him with slow, deliberate strokes.
Suresh felt his stomach drop.
A minute later, Sneha pulled away just enough to look at him again, still impaled on Gowtham.
She realized Suresh was hurt.. her mind battled..
is he hurt, should i have informed him?
but she lost in heat she needed some privacy..
“Suresh, please…” she whispered, almost pleading, but her hips never stopped moving.
“Give us some privacy tonight. Just this once. I’ll come back soon, okay?”
Suresh stood unmoved.. You should have informed me,
i waited for you for hours. from 10PM .... 3 hours..
She lifted herself off Gowtham’s cock with a long, wet schlick. A thick string of her creamy arousal stretched between her dripping pussy and his glistening shaft before breaking. She walked toward Suresh completely naked — breasts swaying heavily, thighs shiny with juices, fresh bite marks glowing on her neck and breasts.
She reached him, stood on her toes, and kissed his cheek tenderly, almost maternally.
I'm sorry, i did'nt plan it else i would have sought your permission and told you in advance..
We just stated with a good night kiss unplanned we got into it.
“Please, baby… just this night, next time i will tell you in advance.” she whispered softly against his ear.
Please i feel odd and guilt.. with the guilt i Could'nt focus...let me finish this soon and come back soon.. i promise..
Suresh decided to leave he said okay.. come soon..
Behind her, Gowtham lay on the bed with a dark, satisfied smirk, his massive wet cock standing proud and throbbing.
As Suresh turned to leave, his heart shattering, Gowtham suddenly rose from the bed like a predator. In one smooth motion, he grabbed Sneha’s waist from behind and lifted her effortlessly. She let out a surprised, playful giggle as he carried her back to the bed and dropped her onto her back.
Suresh paused at the doorway and looked back one last time.
Gowtham was already between Sneha’s spread legs, pushing her thighs wide apart. With one powerful thrust, he buried his thick cock back inside her soaked pussy.
Sneha’s back arched, her mouth fell open in a loud, shameless moan that echoed through the flat.
“Fuuuck… Gowtham…” she cried out as he started fucking her hard in missionary, her breasts bouncing violently with every deep stroke.
The wet slapping sounds and her rising moans followed Suresh as he stepped out of the flat and closed the door behind him.
He walked back to his own empty flat like a ghost.
The perfume and chocolates were still waiting on the bed, untouched.
Suresh sat on the edge of the mattress, staring at them with dead eyes. His cock was painfully hard, his heart was bleeding, and his mind kept replaying the image of his wife willingly going back to Gowtham’s cock even after seeing him standing there.
He waited.
1 AM…
2 AM…
3 AM…
He finally drifted into a restless sleep around 3:30 AM.
At 6:10 AM, sunlight streamed into the room.
Suresh woke up to the sound of running water in the bathroom. The perfume bottle and chocolate box were gone from the bed — Sneha must have moved them.
The bathroom door opened.
Sneha stepped out, fresh from a shower, wearing only a towel. Her skin was glowing, hair wet, fresh bite marks visible on her neck and breasts.
She saw him sitting at the edge of the bed and smiled tenderly. She walked over, stood between his legs, and hugged his head to her chest.
“Sorry, baby… it was completely unplanned,” she whispered, kissing the top of his head.
Suresh stayed still for a moment.
Then he gently pushed her arms away and looked up at her with tired, determined eyes.
“Sneha,” he said, voice low but firm. “We need to talk.”
Sneha’s smile faded slightly.
She searched his face, sensing the seriousness in his tone.
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