Adultery NEMESIS

[Neelkantha]

Part 200 – The Ultimate Sex-Battle Between Husband And Wife

 

Pihu’s POV- Bijan took me in his arms, brought his lips close to mine, and began to suck them. I put my hand on his neck, and I began to suck his lips. Now we, husband and wife, were sucking each other's lips. Bijan, while sucking my lips, put his tongue inside my mouth, and I placed it on mine, sucking it. After a long time, our sex had become so exciting. And I wanted to make this moment more pleasant and sensual. So, while kissing my husband, I started shaking my chest and rubbing my boobs against Bijan's chest. My nipples were already erected, and my erect nipples rubbing against his chest were arousing him just as much as me. And I wanted the same. So, while kissing Bijan, I started rubbing my boobs against his chest. After rubbing like this for a while, Bijan couldn't control himself. He left my lips and focused on my boobs. He grabbed my boobs and started squeezing them hard. The only thing on my mind was that Raju was in the next room, and I was determined not to let him know we were currently having sex. So, I bit my lips and tried to stifle my moans inside me. Bijan probably noticed this as well. He was determined to make me moan, no matter what. Both of us stubborn individuals were adamant. Now it remained to be seen who would win this battle of stubbornness. Bijan now pounced on my boobs with full force. He grabbed both my boobs in his hands and began squeezing them hard. His pressure was painful, but I didn't utter a sound. When Bijan realized I was hiding the pain deep inside, he increased the pressure of his hands on my boobs. He began pressing and squeezing my boobs even harder. He was squeezing and kneading them like women knead dough to make rotis (Indian breads). He was kneading both my boobs together like dough. This caused both my fair boobs to turn red. But he didn't stop squeezing. The pain was already becoming unbearable, but I didn't budge. I didn't utter a single sound. Bijan finally understood that I wouldn't make a sound like that. And realizing this, he changed his attack. Now he lowered his face and placed his mouth on my boobs. First, he kissed my boobs. Then he extended his tongue and placed it on my nipples. Then he began to move his tongue in circles around my nipples. His tongue was moving in circles around my nipples, and my nipples became erect. But Bijan didn't stop. He continued to move his tongue around my nipple. I noticed a trail of Bijan's saliva slowly forming around it. He began teasing my nipple with his tongue. He licked it. My whole body ached like a fish out of water at the feel of his tongue on it. But I somehow managed to keep my moans from escaping, even though it was proving increasingly difficult for me. Bijan realized that if he rushed, he wouldn't be able to defeat me. So he changed his strategy. Instead of rushing, he began to arouse me slowly. He slowly licked both my nipples, taking them into his mouth, and then began sucking them. I had already anticipated Bijan's intentions, so I had prepared myself for his actions. He had also sensed my readiness. So he took my nipple into his mouth, sucking it while squeezing the other tit. After sucking on that nipple for a while, he removed it and took the other nipple into his mouth, sucking it just like the first. He began squeezing my first tit. Bijan was sucking one nipple and squeezing the other with such finesse and sensuality that it was becoming increasingly difficult for me to enjoy his sucking without moaning. Bijan knew full well that holding on for long would be impossible, not only for me but for any woman. I would soon succumb to his weakness and inevitably succumb to his whimpering. And I could sense the signs of something similar happening. But somehow, I managed to control myself and, without making a sound, let Bijan suck both my boobs one by one for quite some time. And Bijan, taking his time, slowly and lovingly sucked and squeezed both my boobs, making me aroused and vulnerable. If he had continued this for a little longer, I would have surely moaned, but luckily for me, Bijan suddenly stopped sucking and squeezing my boobs. I didn't understand why he did this, but I felt like he had accepted defeat in his hopes of getting any sound out of me. I had won the challenge. I had managed to control myself without making any sound and had successfully made him suck my boobs.

I've been married to Bijan for over four years. After marrying him, I realized one thing: his sexuality was unmatched. His mind truly surpassed that of a computer when it came to sex. And during sex, he would push all limits of sexuality. He would somehow weaken me and get his work done. My mistake that night was underestimating him. He stopped sucking my boobs, removed them, and said, "Darling, my hand is starting to hurt. I've been holding your boobs for so long. Why don't you let me suck yours?" I was delighted to hear this, but also wary. I sat on his lap, my legs on either side of his body. His throbbing cock was beneath my soft ass, which, as I sat, got stuck in the crack of my ass. And I, fitting my husband's cock snugly into the crack of my ass, sat down. The situation was such that I was sitting on Bijan's cock, his cock wedged between the crack of my ass beneath my buttocks. The tip of his cock was facing my pussy. The tip of his cock was just lightly touching the opening of my pussy. But that touch sent a wave of excitement through my entire body. A fountain of juice began to flow from my pussy, and the tip of his cock began to get wet with the juices oozing from my pussy. Bijan had already noticed the condition of my pussy, but he didn't say anything to me. He simply said with a mischievous smile, "Now, sit comfortably and let me suck your boobs." I grabbed one of my boobs and lifted it up to Bijan's mouth. Seeing my tit approaching his mouth, he opened his mouth, and I stuffed my tit into his. He started sucking my nipple again. I thought he would just suck on it again, and I would somehow manage to stop myself from moaning just like before. But this time, he changed his tactic slightly. This time, he not only sucked my nipple, but also held it in his teeth and began to lightly bite it. Only a woman, not a man, can understand the state a woman experiences when a man bites her nipple like this. When a man holds his wife's nipple between his teeth and gently bites it, it feels as if a woman has erupted in a flame of passion, and the lava of that volcano is erupting from the joints of her legs in the form of pussy juices. And to arouse a woman, there's hardly a more straightforward method. Bijan was deliberately trying this method on me to arouse me. And he was largely successful in this endeavor. It was as if a flame of lust had erupted throughout my body. And the lava of that volcano, flowing from my pussy in the form of juice, began to bathe Bijan's cock, including my ass. I could see my defeat before my eyes. Somehow, I was sitting on my husband's lap, trapping his cock in the crack of my ass, and feeding him with my own tit. Bijan was happily sucking my tit, lightly biting my nipple with his teeth. And once again, the flame of lust within me reached the brink of erupting. I thought that this time I would definitely lose, and a moan would surely escape my lips. But this time too, miraculously, Bijan stopped. And after letting him suck my boobs for a long time, at his request, I let him suck me. I took out my boobs. I thought I'd won. But Bijan's mischievous mind wasn't going to give me peace. He asked me to get off his lap. I did. But by then, my ass and his cock were completely soaked with the juices coming from my pussy. As soon as I got up from his lap, Bijan looked at his cock and said with a smile, "Look, darling, what a mess you've made my cock into. Now you fix it." I sat between his legs and held his cock in my hand. I felt happy thinking, "Now it's my turn. I'll suck his cock and make him so vulnerable that he'll kneel before me and surrender." But his cock was so soaked with my pussy juices that I had a hard time holding it in my hand. Bijan's cock was slipping from my palm. Sucking it while holding it in my hand was going to be difficult. Thinking this, I picked up my maxi that had fallen on our bedroom floor and wiped my pussy juices off Bijan's cock. As soon as I wiped it with the maxi, Bijan's cock was back to normal. It wasn't slipping from my hand anymore.


Now I took a firm hold of his cock and began to examine it. In the four years of our marriage, I've seen it countless times, held it in my hand, sucked it in my mouth, and even taken it inside my pussy or ass. But every time I hold Bijan's cock in my hand, a shiver runs through my entire body. I've described Bijan's cock as average sized countless times in our story. It's not particularly large or thick. But for the first year of our marriage, this cock seemed like the largest and thickest in the world. Because until then, I had never seen or taken any other man's cock in my pussy or ass except Bijan's. But since then, most of the men I've got fucked have average-sized cocks, the size of Bijan's. There are only a few men I've had sex with whose dicks are bigger and thicker than Bijan's. And every time I have sex with a man, the first thing I do is compare his cock to my husband's. I did the same today. The only difference is that I wasn't having sex with any other man, but with my own husband. And now I was comparing his cock to someone else's. I wasn't comparing his cock to anyone else's, but to Raju's in my mind. I noticed that Raju's cock was the same size as Bijan's before, that is, of average size. But today, when I looked at his cock, I realized that Raju's cock had grown larger and thicker than Bijan's. I held my husband's cock in my hand and stared at it. Seeing me sitting there, holding his cock in my hand, Bijan said, "Darling, are you just going to hold it like that? Won't you do something?" I grabbed his cock and brought my mouth closer to it. Then, opening my mouth, I took his cock inside and began sucking it. I had wiped it with my cap, but it still had the salty taste of my pussy juice. I began licking Bijan's cock, including the head, all around it with my tongue. Slowly, I took his balls into my mouth and began sucking them. Just as I shave my pussy and armpits every day, Bijan shaves his pubic hair in the same way. There wasn't a single hair around his cock. And because of this, I had no problem sucking his balls in my mouth. While sucking, I began to bite them lightly with my teeth, as if he was biting my nipples. The result was just as I had anticipated. Bijan's entire body shook. Taking this as my victory, I began sucking his balls even harder. But then he grabbed me and forced me onto him. This meant we were both in a 69 position on the bed. Bijan was lying on his back, and I was lying on top of him, face down. Bijan's cock was near my mouth, and my pussy was near his. Bijan spread my legs a little, opening the mouth of my pussy. And as he did so, he realized the state of my pussy. He laughed a little and said, "When guests come to the house, I'm the one who gets naughty, isn't it?" Then, inserting a finger into my pussy, he said, "So what is it, darling? Can I leave it like this? Tell me?" I laughed and replied, "You're the one who's brought it to this state by licking and sucking me all this time." Bijan asked, "So what should I do now?" I said, "What can I say? Do whatever you like." Bijan laughed again, "I just want to open this door and start fucking you in front of Raju." I had no idea Bijan would say something like that. I knew he was a pervert, but he wanted to fuck his wife in front of his own nephew, a level of perversion I hadn't really expected. I said, "What nonsense are you talking about, Bijan? He's your nephew. And we're his mama (uncle) and mami (aunty)." Bijan said, "So what? He's a young boy, right? He must have some desires too." I said, "So you'll fuck me in front of him?" Bijan said, "What's the harm in that? Maybe he'll learn something by watching us fuck." I thought to myself, "He learned what he needed to learn two years ago. And he's already applied his lessons to me perfectly." But I couldn't tell Bijan this, so I said, "Stop talking nonsense and do your work." With that, I started sucking his cock. Bijan spread the lips of my pussy with his fingers, opened the mouth of my pussy, and began licking it with his tongue.


My condition was already bad, and now it was getting worse. Bijan, sensing my condition, inserted his long tongue deep inside my pussy and began licking it. A fountain of juice was flowing inside my pussy, which Bijan began licking. He was licking the inner walls of my pussy with his tongue. I took his cock into my mouth again and started sucking it. Now, we were both husband and wife, giving each other pleasure. Bijan was sucking and licking my pussy and clit, and I was licking his cock and testicles. Bijan was sucking my clit in his mouth. My whole body started trembling. It was becoming difficult for me to control myself. I took out Bijan's cock from my mouth and said to him, "Bijan, I can't take it anymore. Now put your cock in my pussy and fuck me." Bijan was overjoyed to hear this. He said, "This is it! I've been wanting it for a long time." He said this, making me lie down and climbed on top of me. He placed his cock at the mouth of my pussy and gave it a sudden, hard push. This push easily slid his cock inside my juice-filled pussy. I felt a sharp pain. A loud "Uff..." came out of my mouth, despite my involuntarily wanting it. I said to Bijan, "You devil! You suddenly put your cock in my pussy. Doesn't it hurt?" Bijan said, "We've been married for four years. I don't know how many times you've been fucked by this cock of mine. You should get used to it by now. And yet you're still saying you have pain from it!" Bijan said this a little loudly. And then something caught my eye. I glanced towards our bedroom door. I saw a shadow beneath the door. This means Raju is standing right outside our bedroom, listening to us fuck! Just like he used to listen to his parents fuck. And realizing this, I felt a new surge of passion and excitement. But Bijan wasn't looking anywhere. His entire focus was on fucking me. He was pounding me hard. I raised my hips and yelled, "Uff...fuck me harder...fuck me harder...Bijan..." Seeing me scream so loudly, Bijan was a little surprised. While fucking me, he said, "Just now you said that Raju is in the house, and he would hear us. And now you're screaming yourself!" I grabbed his collar and pulled him towards me, "You were right, Bijan. If he hears, let him listen. Only then will he learn something. Forget about him, just fuck me properly." Bijan said nothing else. He continued to fuck me silently. Bijan was thrusting his cock into my pussy with all his might. His entire cock was entering my pussy in one go, and coming out again. I knew very well that Raju was standing outside listening to our conversation. And just to make him hear, I was moaning loudly, "Uff...ahhh...ooh...umm...oh mother...fuck me harder..." Raju must have heard me from outside. He understood that I was getting fucked by his mama. And that I was enjoying it. With this thought, I orgasmed. My waist and pussy rose in the air, and a stream of juice started flowing from my pussy. It hadn't even been five minutes since Bijan had fucked me, and I'd never cum so quickly while getting fucked by Bijan. Even Bijan was surprised to see me cum so quickly. He paused for a moment to let me cum. As soon as I finished, he revved his engine again. He kept fucking me relentlessly, not slowing down the pace of his thrusts. But as my pussy overflowed with juice, I was constantly making "thap...thap...thap..." sounds. Bijan's thrusts were shaking our bed, making noises as well. All these sounds clearly told Raju that his mama was fucking me hard. Perhaps he was standing outside, masturbating in my name. I glanced towards the door again. No, I hadn't made a mistake. The drawing room light was coming from under our bedroom door. There was only darkness in the middle, and someone was standing there. And it was none other than Raju. I turned my face to look at the door. Bijan grabbed my face and turned it towards him. He then put his tongue inside my mouth, sucking it, and began to fuck me. I, too, lifted my waist from below, taking Bijan's cock into my pussy, continuing to get fucked by him. The thought of Raju was now out of my mind. I was fully enjoying Bijan's sex. We had been fucking for ten minutes, and Bijan was also close to ejaculating. He began to fuck me with furious speed. After four or five thrusts, he shoved his entire cock into my pussy and released his cum inside me. His cum filled my pussy. I orgasmed once again. A mixture of my pussy juices and Bijan's cum flowed from my pussy. After a long time, I had found satisfaction from Bijan's sex. I held Bijan, panting. After a while, I looked towards the door. There was no one there. Thinking that our sex was over, Raju had left. Raju had heard me getting fucked by Bijan before. But this time, it was different. Raju's presence was what helped me fully enjoy the sex. And thinking about him, I fell into a deep sleep, holding Bijan in my arms. (Contd.)

 

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