24-08-2019, 04:23 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-06-2020, 04:07 PM by YLTS. Edited 2 times in total. Edited 2 times in total.)
Chapter-24
"Okay, let me try!" Tanvi moved and lifted herself up where Safiya was seated earlier. Her drenched pussy shook from electrical nodes when the rounded edge of the wooden rod touched her inners. She felt the thickness of the rod engulfing her long waiting craving for a man's cock in the most suitable manner.
"No no, do not sit on this...You should lift your legs in such a way that you should feel it's presence between your legs, at your groin, but never should this become the stress release point!" Safiya commanded slowly and used both her hands to place on Tanvi's thighs and lifted her up.
"My legs are not so long as yours Safiyaji!"
"Ah! No problem, I have a solution...This would in fact, help to tone your full legs Beta!" Safiya paused and crouched down. She was admiring the skin tone and the tautness of the young woman's muscle structure.
"Now, used your toes and fingers of your feet to the pedal and push your legs up!"
"Oooh!" Tanvi gasped as she felt the difference. The moment she used her feet to push further, her calves got tightened and the glutes became rigid to hold the position...All the more, her face and chest fell further down in opposite reaction, making her breasts to become free fall and making her nipples stone hard during the process. She was easily able to see her own cleavage becoming obscenely erotic and the fair skin or her underboob thrusting out as if trying to escape with every movement she made with her legs.
"See...see…now you cannot rest yourself on this stick! Plus, by using your feet, the entire backside will get the full workout that it needs!"
To concur with the statement of Safiya, Tanvi continued the movements and tried to hide her irritation for not being able to rest her cunt on top of the rod and to relieve herself.
"Now you continue doing it okay Beti? And I need to try and unwind myself…You know, today being the first day in gym, I can already feel all my muscles hurting badly" Safiya moved towards the gym ball as she informed Tanvi about her discomfort. Safiya was in fact drained out from the sexual exploits that she underwent earlier with her husband rather than what she did at the gym. Safiya mentally cursed her husband for the uneasiness she felt.
"So soon Safiyaji? I was just getting started" Tanvi complained with her disapproval tone.
"Hahah...arre Betaji, when you reach my age, you will see!" Safiya tried to add a valid excuse.
"Whaaat??? Safiyaji, first of all, you are not that old okay...And I know you are just making up this story of being old to escape the pressure of gym" Tanvi retorted jovially.
"Hahahahah...Ji...okay Beti...I admit my defeat. We can go for longer session next time. You know what? You are just like Khurramji, he also pushes me when I slouch and tell him I am tired!" Safiya just recalled the heated sex session where she bawled multiple times that she was tired and he still continued with added vigor.
"Tanvi beta, please come here, I will show you a great way to unwind after every workout, I am sure Khurramji would not have reached this stage yet with you. When you perform this stretch, your entire body will relax itself and release all those stressed muscle joints!" Tanvi took a moment and placed her sweltering cunt on top of the rounded wooden tip and received an immediate relief. Then she moved out of the machine and walked towards the elder woman who was now lying on top of the gym ball with her head tilted backwards and both her legs straight and clasped together. Her feet balanced her upper body and it looked as if Safiya was lying on floor instead on top of the gym ball. Her full body was in a straight line. Both her hands were stretched above her head and rested on the floor. First thing that Tanvi’s heated up brain noticed were the super sized breasts of the elder woman and the way her nipples jutted up. Though she felt the need to move past and take hold of the immense mummeries in her hands, she resisted the urge and held herself back from committing yet another mistake.
"Oh, how are you doing this with such awesome balance?" Tanvi hided her gasp while the only thing her eyes were fixated was the mountainous breasts heaving further up and down with each breath that the large woman took.
"Aah yes...It is very easy Beta…You could do this easier and better because your body is supple like butter!"
"Hahah...Stop it Safiyaji, enough for one day!"
"Arre! I am telling you truth...anyway, now watch closely ok…Once you are lying in this position, it is most important to get your body to stretch to its maximum. And to get the full stretch, you need one more hand for help! In fact two hands!!"
"How so Safiyaji?"
"Okay, now you need to sit next to my feet and hold them...Hard ok?" Safiya instructed.
“Ji Safiyaji” Tanvi tottered and sat next to elder woman's feet and took hold of it. It was then she got a full view of what was in front...'Shittt!!!' Tanvi almost exclaimed at Safiya's body, which looked as if she was an item girl from movies because only her body was visible to Tanvi and her aged face was tilted backwards. Tanvi feasted over the elder woman's thunderous thighs and the thick pubes of Safiya's vagina that was presented to her as if it was inviting to be licked…sucked! Tanvi’s face moved dangerously close towards the elder woman’s groin. She noticed Safiya using her hands behind her head and stretching her body further and further till Tanvi’s eyes were directly in front of the wet crotch that projected Safiya’s swollen labial lips protruding outwards.
"Accha...Now come this side Beta!" Safiya's loud voice startled Tanvi and she hesitantly left her position and walked towards Safiya’s head side.
"Ooouhhhssshiitt!!!" Tanvi gasped as she sat back and took the erotic view and took hold of the elder woman's hands to held them tight. The cleavage that bulged outwards through the tight top was simply outrageous. Right at the point, all that Tanvi wanted to do was to lean forward and immerse her face between the mighty mummeries of the old woman. Tanvi felt Safiya pulling away from her hands and watched her body stretching further making her thick breast meat go even more larger making her nipples to vibrate as if someone was twitching them.
"See Tanvi, now I am stretched out completely. When you try this, you need to lie with your body both upwards and downwards on top of this ball to stretch because your body is young and it needs full recovery after workout. Do you want to do this now? I can help" Safiya offered.
"Hmm...Not yet Safiyaji, I haven't finished my set yet. I need to do a bit more…But I shall try this myself today and you can help me in our next session" Tanvi wanted some time alone to release her cunt's pressure out.
"Oh…ok ok, try this at your ease and see how much it relieves you. I will leave you now" Safiya started packing and almost left while she turned back and smiled at Tanvi.
"Oh Beti, I almost forgot, you keep practicing the stance with that rod okay, take your time to find the right balance!"
"Oh no Safiyaji, it is okay! You can take it back" Tanvi replied with a wicked glance at the rod that stayed menacingly like an erect cock on top of the cycling unit's seat. "God it really looks evil and more and more like Khurramji's thing!" A sharp reminder of the old man's oversized cock and scrotum flashed in front of her eyes immediately.
"Oh common Beti, use it ok, you can bring back tomorrow!" Safiya turned and walked out of the gym leaving the young hot blooded woman all alone with just one thing...The hot rod!
Tanvi's heart walloped loudly as she took slow steps towards the cycling machine where the wooden rod loomed at her resembling a real human shaft that was "Ready to be ploughed upon!" Her brain whispered naughtily.
Same time at Khurram’s house:
Khurram woke up from his short nap and hesitated from deciding whether to join his wife and hot young Tanvi at the gym or relax for the rest of day at home. His mind was restless to see Tanvi in her new gym dress, as he was sure she would be coming in one of the newly purchased apparel.
His rational mind wanted to relax, as he felt a bit tired from three consecutive sex sessions with his wife except the fact that his cock remained painfully rigid to its full size. And, with the simple thought of seeing Tanvi created more blood rush over the veins. Despite all his daughterly affections towards her, his brain tweaked to return back to his younger self, to a time when he used to be a sexual predator. His balls tightened itself just at the reminder vision of Tanvi's hairless legs and black hair covered cunt. He stood up and took a loose shirt to cover his upper body and wore a tight boxer with bath towel. He had decided!
At the gym:
Despite all what her logical mind conveyed her; her hands grappled the base of the rod as she used to handle her husband's cock before gulping it down her mouth during their sessions. Her eyes never took a beat away from the rounded tip of the wood..."Just like his thing!!!" Her yearning brain brought back the picture of Khurram's inhuman sized penis and the engorged cockhead which she saw previous evening at the same gym. Her tongue darted out unknowingly and smeared saliva all over her lush pink lips.
She was apprehending the task in hand...Then smiled as if she decided on it.
Without losing a moment further, Tanvi jumped over the cycling machine and hoisted herself on her toes and took a big gulp of air and stood pouted. It looked like she still held her doubts over her next actions...
In a fluid motion, her upper body bent forward and her head rested where the handles stood and in between her bent elbows. Her legs kept their stance making her upper body into a slope of plank. Her lips quivered and her thighs trembled as she looked at the dark wooden rod, which stood upright, and directly beneath her steamed cunt that was overflowing and had spread its wetness all around her groin, her eyes found the large wetness of her own juices!
"Aaaaaah...mmmmmpppphhh…haaaah!" Tanvi moaned loudly as her eyes caught her slobbering cunt lowering to settle down to meet the rounded trip of the dark wood.
"Mmmmmmaa...aaah!" Tanvi moaned again as the thin apparel stretched all over and around the hardened tip of the black rod. She shivered at the thought of the rod splitting the apparel and entering her lubricated cove like a human cock would do. There was no remembrance of her husband's cock in her mind; instead it was filled with the image of the old man Khurram walking inside in his white spandex with his frightening tool about to burst open.
Then she moved her legs, she felt the warmth of the rod between her thighs, the familiar sensation, she tried to replicate the up and down motion from her marriage life lessons. Tanvi felt the moisture from her lower belly gathering with each thrust she made with her toes. Her fingers strained to contain the pressure that was building at her groin. She felt her ass cheeks widening and she deliberately tried to push it more and her asshole rewarded her immediately with a forceful pinch towards her vaginal walls. Before even she could interpret, her eyelids shut by themselves and her teeth caught her lips hard and the pain registered her brain along with the gush of orgasmic release making her sit hard on top of the wooden rod. Her soaked pussy tried all it best to engulf the rigidity and she wailed from her futile attempt as the apparel stopped the thickness from entering her inviting cove.
The orgasmic stupor got pulled off and her eyes snapped open as she heard her cellphone ringing right in front of her eyes where she had kept it on the hook. It was her husband Sanjoth!
Same time at Khurram’s house:
"Where are you going in this clothes?" Asked a puzzled Safiya go her husband.
"Sauna begum... Sauna!" Khurram smiled as he expressed his intention.
"But...I thought you wanted to rest! No?"
"Arre...Sauna is much needed after what we did today…Don’t you think so?" He winked at his wife and Safiya’s eyes fell down to floor in embarrassment. "Oor...shall we have one more session????" He asked naughtily.
"Uuuuffff...Don't even think about it! I just had a workout just because I promised Tanvi I would be joining her. Otherwise I would be sleeping now...after what you did to me!" She smiled back coyly.
"Aah...then come with me, we can go to sauna and then sleep, or sleep there for sometime" His eyebrows lifted up as if reminding her something.
"Ouh...NOOO! I am not coming or doing anything other than shower and sleep!!!" Safiya almost yelled at him as she remembered some of their adventures at the sauna cabin. She was genuinely not interested to accompany her husband.
"Okay then...!" Khurram left her alone and she felt better immediately. Safiya locked the main door and almost ran to the bathroom and removed her clothes immediately. She was surprised to see the wetness and the way the gooey liquid that was pasted in her vagina...her reticence increased as found it mixed with her husband's cum. She realized the reason of her excitement was in fact Tanvi herself. By watching the young woman trying out the rod on the cycling machine had totally bowled her over. Mostly due to the fact that, she clearly saw Tanvi's wet groin and her puffed up vagina through the skimpy apparel. Though Safiya was in an elevated state, she felt a sort of uneasiness and was unable to realize why.
Khurram paced towards the gym in full anticipation and sexual urge boiling on his engorged cock. His stomach felt gurgling with each step towards the gym as his intention was to be at the sauna which had two doors, one to enter from outside and the other that opened right into the gym. He wanted to give a surprise to Tanvi and also wanted to spend some time around the hot woman.
At the gym:
Tanvi's cell phone rang few times and to her dismay she found it was her husband. She did not expected his call at a point where she was all alone and was enjoying her time with the dildo looking rod right under her cunt.
'Shit!" Tanvi cursed at the phone call and pushed the ear buds into her ears and checked the screen to understand if he could see anything behind her once the camera gets started. She felt naughty and at the same time she wanted to maintain the pressure on her cunt. She did not wanted to show him what kind of action her cunt was going through and at the same time, she wanted to cover up her own actions while talking with him…Her brain and cunt twitched at the naughty thought and actions.
"Hi baby!" She smiled at the eager face of her husband that blinked on the screen.
"Hello my far away husband!"
"Oh…you are at the gym?"
"Yes yes" She gasped between the thrusts that her toes made and felt glad at the familiar heat that had started to emanate from her pussy.
"Ah...cycling huh? But why are you doing it in a strange angle? Why aren't you sitting properly? I can see those wonderful butt cheeks swaying up!" Sanjoth kneaded his cock with one hand, as he felt better once he saw as she was projecting her beautiful body in such seductive manner.
"Anyone around?" He asked again half expecting Khurram to be with her.
"No, no one in here…only me! Oh…and this is not strange angle…this is how Khurramji taught me to build muscle mass quickly. And today Safiyaji was also here and she gave me some more good tips to improve the posture" She replied hiding all her erotic encounters aside.
"Oh Safiyaji was there? Wow...You know what? When I reach back, I am also joining you guys!"
"Whaatt?? Really? But I called you so many times to join running and you never bothered!" She replied with a mock angry tone “And also tell me, when exactly are you flying back Sanju??” She was really anxious to know his plans.
"Oooh my sweet wife, I never joined you cos I had always loved you with the smell of your sweat after you finishes your daily runs. But now, I would luuuuv to see two stunning hot beauties in the gym working and sweating out!"
"Oooh...So it's not me who you want to be with! It's because I told you Safiyaji has joined...Pervert!!! She's of our mother's age you know!"
"Common...she's not!!!" He almost yelled while his eyes feasted at the downturned breasts of his wife that were dangling invitingly.
"Is that a new dress you are wearing? So sexy you look babe" He asked with curiosity.
"Ooh yes...I got it when I went for shopping! It's really good and so different from the running outfits that I have, you know!" She replied enthusiastically and feeling the hard knob of the rod prodding and making her vaginal lips to spread even more wider.
"No wonder...It's seriously erotic...I can see your fair breast plunging out!".
"Hmmm...your eyes can only see such things!" She smiled wickedly.
"Well, does Safiyaji also wear like this?"
"What? Why are you behind her so much? She is such a good person and old enough…We need to respect her! Instead of all these sleazy thoughts!"
"Ah yes yes...When the old neighbor trains my hot wife who is half naked, why can't I ogle his wife???"
"Who? Whaatt??? Who said Khurramji is taking advantage of me? He is a gentleman and he respects me!" Her cunt started to puke when she blabbered the lies and she felt more wicked.
"Ouh yeah...I know very well what kind of respect that could be! You know Tanvi…You are a bomb! There are no two questions on it...And if it was me in his position, I would have grabbed you right there by that wonderful ass and fucked you brainless!"
"Ooooh God!!! Stooopp!!!" Though she tried to mask her horror, he caught the excited pitch in her shouting.
"No really, given a chance...not even one human with sick would let it go to handle your freaking hot body my darling!!! So why would Khurramji be different?" He continued as his eyes loitered all over the visible parts of his wife's body and his free handed started kneading his erect cock.
"Oooh yeah? Then tell me why didn't Abhi or Mr. Mehta were gentlemen to me?" She suppressed her moan when her taste buds recalled the taste of Mr. Mehta's semen inside her mouth previous night and the way she tried her sluttish behaviour to Abhi earlier the very same day.
"Whattt? You were at Mehtaji's house? Oh God!! You are a slut!"
"Ooooh Myy God! I am not!! I was there to give the porridge that I made today!!!" She replied with mock anger again.
"I am fucking sure those bastards would have fucked you or in case if they didn't, the way you are dressed now will definitely give them free hand! I cannot believe this Tanvi!! I am away from home and you grabbed the opportunity to stray!!!" Words and statements of hurt just flew past Sanjoth's mouth before even he realized it. The fact that his wife spent time with the most notorious team of perverts in their community took his brain to think the unthinkable.
Both husband and wife stood their ground by staring at each other.
Tanvi’s green eyes burned and sparkled with a tinge of orange from the anger she felt.
Tanvi wanted to scream at her husband for spurting so much filth but restrained herself from replying. She decided to be the bigger person at that point.
"Shit...sorry baby...sooooo sooorrry...I don't know what came into me...soooryy!" Sanjoth couldn't stare past further as her breasts heaved heavily indicating her anger and he realized his mistake. He knew he had to make amends immediately.
"I know I just went overboard. It was not intentional...sorry a thousand times. The fact that you were with those assholes made me boil and also the reality that I am not there with you to maul those wonderful breasts and handle that amazing ass is killing me from inside. Soorrry darling!" He apologized with a sincere face but deep inside he was sure that Mehta's will not let go a single chance to grope any girl, and if someone is as exceptional and exotic as his wife, there was no chance that they would let her go unfucked. "She would have definitely opened her legs for those bastards!" His subconscious reconfirmed his doubt back to him.
"I don't want to talk with you now Sanju, I can see you are clearly not in a normal state. Call me once you realize that you are talking with your wife! Not some whore or slut as you term it!!" Her voice was cold despite the fact he noticed she was continuing her exercise.
"So does that mean you will only be the slut to me and Khurramji?" He tried to bring back the playful tone to the conversation.
"Oh Sanjuuuu...I told you to stop this. Honestly I cannot understand one thing, why do you carry such sleazy fantasies about Khurramji and me? You know for sure I won't be doing anything such…Ever!!” Her tone was furious.
"Arre baba...I know about you, and I also know that being a man, he won't let go a chance to taste your lovely body at any cost! Don't you remember last time I was on such trip and our previous neighbor almost bangd you? And think about it, that Goyenka was almost 74 years old!! So why wouldn't a virile and younger male like Khurramji not crave to enjoy your god crafted body? Also, you know very well how much that Mehta's wanted us to join for one of their parties?? Any logical explanation other than they also wanted to relish your presence?" His tone and questions made her relax, as she knew all what he said were true.
"Sanju...Please don't remind me of that Goyenka’s episode. That was the only reason to escape from that place! And now you are telling me Khurramji is another one just like him? No way! Both Khurramji and Safiyaji have given me such support here that I don't even feel you are away from home. I am comfortable here and feel safe!" She replied and concealed another whimper as the head of the wooden rod slipped a bit away from the wedge created by her sloppy vaginal lips. Even the momentary distraction was too much for her to handle.
"But common...Khurramji already saw you stark naked at the tree and then he pounded your slutty pussy so hard at our home...don't you remember?" He pushed his luck and wanted to bring his wife back to her normalcy.
"You know what Sanju? Maybe Khurramji is hiding right here and molesting your wife! How would you feel it this is true?? And I am just the slut that you declared me to be...Driving at every single chance to stray from our marriage and opening my legs to every dick that I can see around...Maybe I have already accepted and succumbed to the watchmen and milkman and Mehta's and all other dicks that I could find in this complex!!!"
At the Sauna:
Khurram opened the door from outside and entered the sauna. It was a neglected portion of the complex as there were very few who even bothered to use the facility. And even for the few who did, eventually they found super high flying gyms outside where they could enjoy more services rather than doing it all by themselves in this sauna. Khurram took some time to heat up the room and he made sure to be barefoot to make zero noise. Then he moved towards the second door that opened to the gym and kept his ears sharp to gather an understanding what Tanvi was doing inside. He heard voices and understood she was going through phone call with someone whom he guessed to be her husband Sanjoth. Next, he pressed the door hard and pulled it backwards towards him to avoid any creaking. Once done and the door got opened for him to slip by, he was able to hear what was being talked between husband and wife. But the one sided vocals of Tanvi's replies were enough for him to guess the gist of their conversation.
Few moments passed and his eyes shot up and ears blasted as he heard her statement.
"Maybe Khurramji is hiding here and molesting your wife..."
Khurram's ears picked the long statement as he entered the gym. As the sauna’s door being at the backside of the gym and her ears being shut with the ear buds, Tanvi failed to recognize the presence of another person inside. All her rage towards her husband was in fact directed right against the hard wooden surface of the dick and her vagina plastered around it within the confines of the soaked apparel. Khurram took a good moment to gulp the extremely sensual vision his eyes captured. He got stuck at the exposed meat of her dangling breasts along with the dark patch of her cunt that was now resting and making the rod wobble from it's base. He felt like it was his own manhood on, which she was wobbling her buttery cunt on. Her apparel did not covered much at her back, bra was of course thin apparel and the front bottom part, and the apparel’s horizontal slit was jutting more of her spotless breast meat through the gap. Her short was of course yet another piece that had slits where her ass ended which had already risen up to expose a good amount of the bulging butt cheeks at both sides. He eyes smothered at the exposed part of her legs where the apparel ended at her knees. Sweat started to flow out from Khurram’s body as the sexual heat that was concentrated over his groin spread rapidly through every single nerves from his brain to toes.
Only thing that he recognized was that Tanvi had openly accepted him to enjoy her body for his most craved sexual encounter...
"No time to waste!!!" He took few steps towards the marvelous female body. His cock ached from painful blood rush as it recognized the golden chance to taste this angelic beauty.
"Okay, let me try!" Tanvi moved and lifted herself up where Safiya was seated earlier. Her drenched pussy shook from electrical nodes when the rounded edge of the wooden rod touched her inners. She felt the thickness of the rod engulfing her long waiting craving for a man's cock in the most suitable manner.
"No no, do not sit on this...You should lift your legs in such a way that you should feel it's presence between your legs, at your groin, but never should this become the stress release point!" Safiya commanded slowly and used both her hands to place on Tanvi's thighs and lifted her up.
"My legs are not so long as yours Safiyaji!"
"Ah! No problem, I have a solution...This would in fact, help to tone your full legs Beta!" Safiya paused and crouched down. She was admiring the skin tone and the tautness of the young woman's muscle structure.
"Now, used your toes and fingers of your feet to the pedal and push your legs up!"
"Oooh!" Tanvi gasped as she felt the difference. The moment she used her feet to push further, her calves got tightened and the glutes became rigid to hold the position...All the more, her face and chest fell further down in opposite reaction, making her breasts to become free fall and making her nipples stone hard during the process. She was easily able to see her own cleavage becoming obscenely erotic and the fair skin or her underboob thrusting out as if trying to escape with every movement she made with her legs.
"See...see…now you cannot rest yourself on this stick! Plus, by using your feet, the entire backside will get the full workout that it needs!"
To concur with the statement of Safiya, Tanvi continued the movements and tried to hide her irritation for not being able to rest her cunt on top of the rod and to relieve herself.
"Now you continue doing it okay Beti? And I need to try and unwind myself…You know, today being the first day in gym, I can already feel all my muscles hurting badly" Safiya moved towards the gym ball as she informed Tanvi about her discomfort. Safiya was in fact drained out from the sexual exploits that she underwent earlier with her husband rather than what she did at the gym. Safiya mentally cursed her husband for the uneasiness she felt.
"So soon Safiyaji? I was just getting started" Tanvi complained with her disapproval tone.
"Hahah...arre Betaji, when you reach my age, you will see!" Safiya tried to add a valid excuse.
"Whaaat??? Safiyaji, first of all, you are not that old okay...And I know you are just making up this story of being old to escape the pressure of gym" Tanvi retorted jovially.
"Hahahahah...Ji...okay Beti...I admit my defeat. We can go for longer session next time. You know what? You are just like Khurramji, he also pushes me when I slouch and tell him I am tired!" Safiya just recalled the heated sex session where she bawled multiple times that she was tired and he still continued with added vigor.
"Tanvi beta, please come here, I will show you a great way to unwind after every workout, I am sure Khurramji would not have reached this stage yet with you. When you perform this stretch, your entire body will relax itself and release all those stressed muscle joints!" Tanvi took a moment and placed her sweltering cunt on top of the rounded wooden tip and received an immediate relief. Then she moved out of the machine and walked towards the elder woman who was now lying on top of the gym ball with her head tilted backwards and both her legs straight and clasped together. Her feet balanced her upper body and it looked as if Safiya was lying on floor instead on top of the gym ball. Her full body was in a straight line. Both her hands were stretched above her head and rested on the floor. First thing that Tanvi’s heated up brain noticed were the super sized breasts of the elder woman and the way her nipples jutted up. Though she felt the need to move past and take hold of the immense mummeries in her hands, she resisted the urge and held herself back from committing yet another mistake.
"Oh, how are you doing this with such awesome balance?" Tanvi hided her gasp while the only thing her eyes were fixated was the mountainous breasts heaving further up and down with each breath that the large woman took.
"Aah yes...It is very easy Beta…You could do this easier and better because your body is supple like butter!"
"Hahah...Stop it Safiyaji, enough for one day!"
"Arre! I am telling you truth...anyway, now watch closely ok…Once you are lying in this position, it is most important to get your body to stretch to its maximum. And to get the full stretch, you need one more hand for help! In fact two hands!!"
"How so Safiyaji?"
"Okay, now you need to sit next to my feet and hold them...Hard ok?" Safiya instructed.
“Ji Safiyaji” Tanvi tottered and sat next to elder woman's feet and took hold of it. It was then she got a full view of what was in front...'Shittt!!!' Tanvi almost exclaimed at Safiya's body, which looked as if she was an item girl from movies because only her body was visible to Tanvi and her aged face was tilted backwards. Tanvi feasted over the elder woman's thunderous thighs and the thick pubes of Safiya's vagina that was presented to her as if it was inviting to be licked…sucked! Tanvi’s face moved dangerously close towards the elder woman’s groin. She noticed Safiya using her hands behind her head and stretching her body further and further till Tanvi’s eyes were directly in front of the wet crotch that projected Safiya’s swollen labial lips protruding outwards.
"Accha...Now come this side Beta!" Safiya's loud voice startled Tanvi and she hesitantly left her position and walked towards Safiya’s head side.
"Ooouhhhssshiitt!!!" Tanvi gasped as she sat back and took the erotic view and took hold of the elder woman's hands to held them tight. The cleavage that bulged outwards through the tight top was simply outrageous. Right at the point, all that Tanvi wanted to do was to lean forward and immerse her face between the mighty mummeries of the old woman. Tanvi felt Safiya pulling away from her hands and watched her body stretching further making her thick breast meat go even more larger making her nipples to vibrate as if someone was twitching them.
"See Tanvi, now I am stretched out completely. When you try this, you need to lie with your body both upwards and downwards on top of this ball to stretch because your body is young and it needs full recovery after workout. Do you want to do this now? I can help" Safiya offered.
"Hmm...Not yet Safiyaji, I haven't finished my set yet. I need to do a bit more…But I shall try this myself today and you can help me in our next session" Tanvi wanted some time alone to release her cunt's pressure out.
"Oh…ok ok, try this at your ease and see how much it relieves you. I will leave you now" Safiya started packing and almost left while she turned back and smiled at Tanvi.
"Oh Beti, I almost forgot, you keep practicing the stance with that rod okay, take your time to find the right balance!"
"Oh no Safiyaji, it is okay! You can take it back" Tanvi replied with a wicked glance at the rod that stayed menacingly like an erect cock on top of the cycling unit's seat. "God it really looks evil and more and more like Khurramji's thing!" A sharp reminder of the old man's oversized cock and scrotum flashed in front of her eyes immediately.
"Oh common Beti, use it ok, you can bring back tomorrow!" Safiya turned and walked out of the gym leaving the young hot blooded woman all alone with just one thing...The hot rod!
Tanvi's heart walloped loudly as she took slow steps towards the cycling machine where the wooden rod loomed at her resembling a real human shaft that was "Ready to be ploughed upon!" Her brain whispered naughtily.
Same time at Khurram’s house:
Khurram woke up from his short nap and hesitated from deciding whether to join his wife and hot young Tanvi at the gym or relax for the rest of day at home. His mind was restless to see Tanvi in her new gym dress, as he was sure she would be coming in one of the newly purchased apparel.
His rational mind wanted to relax, as he felt a bit tired from three consecutive sex sessions with his wife except the fact that his cock remained painfully rigid to its full size. And, with the simple thought of seeing Tanvi created more blood rush over the veins. Despite all his daughterly affections towards her, his brain tweaked to return back to his younger self, to a time when he used to be a sexual predator. His balls tightened itself just at the reminder vision of Tanvi's hairless legs and black hair covered cunt. He stood up and took a loose shirt to cover his upper body and wore a tight boxer with bath towel. He had decided!
At the gym:
Despite all what her logical mind conveyed her; her hands grappled the base of the rod as she used to handle her husband's cock before gulping it down her mouth during their sessions. Her eyes never took a beat away from the rounded tip of the wood..."Just like his thing!!!" Her yearning brain brought back the picture of Khurram's inhuman sized penis and the engorged cockhead which she saw previous evening at the same gym. Her tongue darted out unknowingly and smeared saliva all over her lush pink lips.
She was apprehending the task in hand...Then smiled as if she decided on it.
Without losing a moment further, Tanvi jumped over the cycling machine and hoisted herself on her toes and took a big gulp of air and stood pouted. It looked like she still held her doubts over her next actions...
In a fluid motion, her upper body bent forward and her head rested where the handles stood and in between her bent elbows. Her legs kept their stance making her upper body into a slope of plank. Her lips quivered and her thighs trembled as she looked at the dark wooden rod, which stood upright, and directly beneath her steamed cunt that was overflowing and had spread its wetness all around her groin, her eyes found the large wetness of her own juices!
"Aaaaaah...mmmmmpppphhh…haaaah!" Tanvi moaned loudly as her eyes caught her slobbering cunt lowering to settle down to meet the rounded trip of the dark wood.
"Mmmmmmaa...aaah!" Tanvi moaned again as the thin apparel stretched all over and around the hardened tip of the black rod. She shivered at the thought of the rod splitting the apparel and entering her lubricated cove like a human cock would do. There was no remembrance of her husband's cock in her mind; instead it was filled with the image of the old man Khurram walking inside in his white spandex with his frightening tool about to burst open.
Then she moved her legs, she felt the warmth of the rod between her thighs, the familiar sensation, she tried to replicate the up and down motion from her marriage life lessons. Tanvi felt the moisture from her lower belly gathering with each thrust she made with her toes. Her fingers strained to contain the pressure that was building at her groin. She felt her ass cheeks widening and she deliberately tried to push it more and her asshole rewarded her immediately with a forceful pinch towards her vaginal walls. Before even she could interpret, her eyelids shut by themselves and her teeth caught her lips hard and the pain registered her brain along with the gush of orgasmic release making her sit hard on top of the wooden rod. Her soaked pussy tried all it best to engulf the rigidity and she wailed from her futile attempt as the apparel stopped the thickness from entering her inviting cove.
The orgasmic stupor got pulled off and her eyes snapped open as she heard her cellphone ringing right in front of her eyes where she had kept it on the hook. It was her husband Sanjoth!
Same time at Khurram’s house:
"Where are you going in this clothes?" Asked a puzzled Safiya go her husband.
"Sauna begum... Sauna!" Khurram smiled as he expressed his intention.
"But...I thought you wanted to rest! No?"
"Arre...Sauna is much needed after what we did today…Don’t you think so?" He winked at his wife and Safiya’s eyes fell down to floor in embarrassment. "Oor...shall we have one more session????" He asked naughtily.
"Uuuuffff...Don't even think about it! I just had a workout just because I promised Tanvi I would be joining her. Otherwise I would be sleeping now...after what you did to me!" She smiled back coyly.
"Aah...then come with me, we can go to sauna and then sleep, or sleep there for sometime" His eyebrows lifted up as if reminding her something.
"Ouh...NOOO! I am not coming or doing anything other than shower and sleep!!!" Safiya almost yelled at him as she remembered some of their adventures at the sauna cabin. She was genuinely not interested to accompany her husband.
"Okay then...!" Khurram left her alone and she felt better immediately. Safiya locked the main door and almost ran to the bathroom and removed her clothes immediately. She was surprised to see the wetness and the way the gooey liquid that was pasted in her vagina...her reticence increased as found it mixed with her husband's cum. She realized the reason of her excitement was in fact Tanvi herself. By watching the young woman trying out the rod on the cycling machine had totally bowled her over. Mostly due to the fact that, she clearly saw Tanvi's wet groin and her puffed up vagina through the skimpy apparel. Though Safiya was in an elevated state, she felt a sort of uneasiness and was unable to realize why.
Khurram paced towards the gym in full anticipation and sexual urge boiling on his engorged cock. His stomach felt gurgling with each step towards the gym as his intention was to be at the sauna which had two doors, one to enter from outside and the other that opened right into the gym. He wanted to give a surprise to Tanvi and also wanted to spend some time around the hot woman.
At the gym:
Tanvi's cell phone rang few times and to her dismay she found it was her husband. She did not expected his call at a point where she was all alone and was enjoying her time with the dildo looking rod right under her cunt.
'Shit!" Tanvi cursed at the phone call and pushed the ear buds into her ears and checked the screen to understand if he could see anything behind her once the camera gets started. She felt naughty and at the same time she wanted to maintain the pressure on her cunt. She did not wanted to show him what kind of action her cunt was going through and at the same time, she wanted to cover up her own actions while talking with him…Her brain and cunt twitched at the naughty thought and actions.
"Hi baby!" She smiled at the eager face of her husband that blinked on the screen.
"Hello my far away husband!"
"Oh…you are at the gym?"
"Yes yes" She gasped between the thrusts that her toes made and felt glad at the familiar heat that had started to emanate from her pussy.
"Ah...cycling huh? But why are you doing it in a strange angle? Why aren't you sitting properly? I can see those wonderful butt cheeks swaying up!" Sanjoth kneaded his cock with one hand, as he felt better once he saw as she was projecting her beautiful body in such seductive manner.
"Anyone around?" He asked again half expecting Khurram to be with her.
"No, no one in here…only me! Oh…and this is not strange angle…this is how Khurramji taught me to build muscle mass quickly. And today Safiyaji was also here and she gave me some more good tips to improve the posture" She replied hiding all her erotic encounters aside.
"Oh Safiyaji was there? Wow...You know what? When I reach back, I am also joining you guys!"
"Whaatt?? Really? But I called you so many times to join running and you never bothered!" She replied with a mock angry tone “And also tell me, when exactly are you flying back Sanju??” She was really anxious to know his plans.
"Oooh my sweet wife, I never joined you cos I had always loved you with the smell of your sweat after you finishes your daily runs. But now, I would luuuuv to see two stunning hot beauties in the gym working and sweating out!"
"Oooh...So it's not me who you want to be with! It's because I told you Safiyaji has joined...Pervert!!! She's of our mother's age you know!"
"Common...she's not!!!" He almost yelled while his eyes feasted at the downturned breasts of his wife that were dangling invitingly.
"Is that a new dress you are wearing? So sexy you look babe" He asked with curiosity.
"Ooh yes...I got it when I went for shopping! It's really good and so different from the running outfits that I have, you know!" She replied enthusiastically and feeling the hard knob of the rod prodding and making her vaginal lips to spread even more wider.
"No wonder...It's seriously erotic...I can see your fair breast plunging out!".
"Hmmm...your eyes can only see such things!" She smiled wickedly.
"Well, does Safiyaji also wear like this?"
"What? Why are you behind her so much? She is such a good person and old enough…We need to respect her! Instead of all these sleazy thoughts!"
"Ah yes yes...When the old neighbor trains my hot wife who is half naked, why can't I ogle his wife???"
"Who? Whaatt??? Who said Khurramji is taking advantage of me? He is a gentleman and he respects me!" Her cunt started to puke when she blabbered the lies and she felt more wicked.
"Ouh yeah...I know very well what kind of respect that could be! You know Tanvi…You are a bomb! There are no two questions on it...And if it was me in his position, I would have grabbed you right there by that wonderful ass and fucked you brainless!"
"Ooooh God!!! Stooopp!!!" Though she tried to mask her horror, he caught the excited pitch in her shouting.
"No really, given a chance...not even one human with sick would let it go to handle your freaking hot body my darling!!! So why would Khurramji be different?" He continued as his eyes loitered all over the visible parts of his wife's body and his free handed started kneading his erect cock.
"Oooh yeah? Then tell me why didn't Abhi or Mr. Mehta were gentlemen to me?" She suppressed her moan when her taste buds recalled the taste of Mr. Mehta's semen inside her mouth previous night and the way she tried her sluttish behaviour to Abhi earlier the very same day.
"Whattt? You were at Mehtaji's house? Oh God!! You are a slut!"
"Ooooh Myy God! I am not!! I was there to give the porridge that I made today!!!" She replied with mock anger again.
"I am fucking sure those bastards would have fucked you or in case if they didn't, the way you are dressed now will definitely give them free hand! I cannot believe this Tanvi!! I am away from home and you grabbed the opportunity to stray!!!" Words and statements of hurt just flew past Sanjoth's mouth before even he realized it. The fact that his wife spent time with the most notorious team of perverts in their community took his brain to think the unthinkable.
Both husband and wife stood their ground by staring at each other.
Tanvi’s green eyes burned and sparkled with a tinge of orange from the anger she felt.
Tanvi wanted to scream at her husband for spurting so much filth but restrained herself from replying. She decided to be the bigger person at that point.
"Shit...sorry baby...sooooo sooorrry...I don't know what came into me...soooryy!" Sanjoth couldn't stare past further as her breasts heaved heavily indicating her anger and he realized his mistake. He knew he had to make amends immediately.
"I know I just went overboard. It was not intentional...sorry a thousand times. The fact that you were with those assholes made me boil and also the reality that I am not there with you to maul those wonderful breasts and handle that amazing ass is killing me from inside. Soorrry darling!" He apologized with a sincere face but deep inside he was sure that Mehta's will not let go a single chance to grope any girl, and if someone is as exceptional and exotic as his wife, there was no chance that they would let her go unfucked. "She would have definitely opened her legs for those bastards!" His subconscious reconfirmed his doubt back to him.
"I don't want to talk with you now Sanju, I can see you are clearly not in a normal state. Call me once you realize that you are talking with your wife! Not some whore or slut as you term it!!" Her voice was cold despite the fact he noticed she was continuing her exercise.
"So does that mean you will only be the slut to me and Khurramji?" He tried to bring back the playful tone to the conversation.
"Oh Sanjuuuu...I told you to stop this. Honestly I cannot understand one thing, why do you carry such sleazy fantasies about Khurramji and me? You know for sure I won't be doing anything such…Ever!!” Her tone was furious.
"Arre baba...I know about you, and I also know that being a man, he won't let go a chance to taste your lovely body at any cost! Don't you remember last time I was on such trip and our previous neighbor almost bangd you? And think about it, that Goyenka was almost 74 years old!! So why wouldn't a virile and younger male like Khurramji not crave to enjoy your god crafted body? Also, you know very well how much that Mehta's wanted us to join for one of their parties?? Any logical explanation other than they also wanted to relish your presence?" His tone and questions made her relax, as she knew all what he said were true.
"Sanju...Please don't remind me of that Goyenka’s episode. That was the only reason to escape from that place! And now you are telling me Khurramji is another one just like him? No way! Both Khurramji and Safiyaji have given me such support here that I don't even feel you are away from home. I am comfortable here and feel safe!" She replied and concealed another whimper as the head of the wooden rod slipped a bit away from the wedge created by her sloppy vaginal lips. Even the momentary distraction was too much for her to handle.
"But common...Khurramji already saw you stark naked at the tree and then he pounded your slutty pussy so hard at our home...don't you remember?" He pushed his luck and wanted to bring his wife back to her normalcy.
"You know what Sanju? Maybe Khurramji is hiding right here and molesting your wife! How would you feel it this is true?? And I am just the slut that you declared me to be...Driving at every single chance to stray from our marriage and opening my legs to every dick that I can see around...Maybe I have already accepted and succumbed to the watchmen and milkman and Mehta's and all other dicks that I could find in this complex!!!"
At the Sauna:
Khurram opened the door from outside and entered the sauna. It was a neglected portion of the complex as there were very few who even bothered to use the facility. And even for the few who did, eventually they found super high flying gyms outside where they could enjoy more services rather than doing it all by themselves in this sauna. Khurram took some time to heat up the room and he made sure to be barefoot to make zero noise. Then he moved towards the second door that opened to the gym and kept his ears sharp to gather an understanding what Tanvi was doing inside. He heard voices and understood she was going through phone call with someone whom he guessed to be her husband Sanjoth. Next, he pressed the door hard and pulled it backwards towards him to avoid any creaking. Once done and the door got opened for him to slip by, he was able to hear what was being talked between husband and wife. But the one sided vocals of Tanvi's replies were enough for him to guess the gist of their conversation.
Few moments passed and his eyes shot up and ears blasted as he heard her statement.
"Maybe Khurramji is hiding here and molesting your wife..."
Khurram's ears picked the long statement as he entered the gym. As the sauna’s door being at the backside of the gym and her ears being shut with the ear buds, Tanvi failed to recognize the presence of another person inside. All her rage towards her husband was in fact directed right against the hard wooden surface of the dick and her vagina plastered around it within the confines of the soaked apparel. Khurram took a good moment to gulp the extremely sensual vision his eyes captured. He got stuck at the exposed meat of her dangling breasts along with the dark patch of her cunt that was now resting and making the rod wobble from it's base. He felt like it was his own manhood on, which she was wobbling her buttery cunt on. Her apparel did not covered much at her back, bra was of course thin apparel and the front bottom part, and the apparel’s horizontal slit was jutting more of her spotless breast meat through the gap. Her short was of course yet another piece that had slits where her ass ended which had already risen up to expose a good amount of the bulging butt cheeks at both sides. He eyes smothered at the exposed part of her legs where the apparel ended at her knees. Sweat started to flow out from Khurram’s body as the sexual heat that was concentrated over his groin spread rapidly through every single nerves from his brain to toes.
Only thing that he recognized was that Tanvi had openly accepted him to enjoy her body for his most craved sexual encounter...
"No time to waste!!!" He took few steps towards the marvelous female body. His cock ached from painful blood rush as it recognized the golden chance to taste this angelic beauty.
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