[Mastizaade]

Friends, During last year lock-down I came across a beautiful couple online. This was rather unexpected and pleasureful for all of us. This story is written from the POV of husband. Most of the information are facts as happened before me or narrated to me by the couple. I do not deny use of creative liberty at times though. Hope you ll enjoy it to the fullest and provide your valuable feedback. 

Update 1:

I am Amit, aged 32 married to Neha 23. We have been married for 3 years and yet to plan for family expansion. As evident from our age, Neha married very young as part of an arranged marriage and was uninitiated for conjugal life. I had a few platonic relationship since my college days but never graduated to bed with any of my lovers due to lack of opportunity. So to sum it up, both of us were virgin at the time of our marriage and enjoyed each moments of our new sex life to the fullest. Gradually it turned out to be repetitive and boring. We shifted to Delhi 2 years ago for my new job. Separation from joint family re-ignited the spark in us but it was short lived. Something was missing. But we didn't know where to search...Our intimacy was decreasing day by day. From multiple times in every night, it was reduced to twice a week with in 3 years. Definitely surprising for a young couple like us.

Days were running away like nondescript events. Life had become mechanical for us. Neha used to perform her job as a housewife to perfection and I played my part as bread winner. We used to visit malls and restaurants every weekend, posting lots of cute pictures on social media. Our surrounding was of the opinion that we are an ideal happily married couple. Only we knew that there was a large void in our life. Lack of intimacy, but none of us were ready to discuss about the elephant in the room.

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Update 2:

Our life as usual was suddenly halted by announcement of strict nationwide lock down due to COVID. Inter state boundaries were sealed and we had to drop the idea of moving back to native place temporarily. Now the two of us were in one kind of house arrest due to my work from home. We were craving for those weekend outings and fun. Such monotonous life in four walls started taking a mental toil on us. Neha turned to enhancing her culinary skill with help of various YouTube videos, It kind of calmed her down and also added a few pounds on both of us. Still I was searching a way to vent out my frustration.

One day after work from home session, my eyes fell on an old hangout icon on desktop. it was an anonymous gmail id created specially for sex chat and hasn't been used since my marriage year. It suddenly refreshed my colorful memories. Out of curiosity I opened it. With some pressure on memory and little trial and error with password, I managed to log into it. It still had some contacts left but none were online. I didn't know what to do with it and minimized it. I came out for a smoke and tea with Neha in balcony and returned after 30 minutes.

With refreshed mind I opened the laptop again to check office email. To my surprise hangout was beaming with a new notification. My heart beat increased with lots of anticipation. Suddenly i realized a stream of sweat coming from side of my head and running on my cheek. This was rather unusual inside my air conditioned room. I was definitely tensed. With trembling hand i approached the mouse and open the hangout notification. It was a message from user "small_cock", rather strange name in chat groups where people prefer to add an inch or two while describing themselves. Worked hard in my mind but couldn't recall any meaningful chat with him. After probing chat history with him, concluded that i exchanged a few sex stories link with this guy some five years ago.

It was a Hi message followed by ASL query. This is the standard ice breaker in Indian chat scenario. This chap must have forgotten about any chat he had with me and was probing out of curiosity. I reproduce our chat conversation as it is for better understanding of readers. His user id was "small_cock" and mine was "dirty_fantasy".

small_cock: Hi, ASL

dirty_fantasy: Hi, M 32 Delhi, Your ASL

small_cock: M 25 Delhi, Have we chatted earlier?

dirty_fantasy: I don't remember.

small_cock: Hmm..BTW Are you married?

(Had a smile on my face. I understood which way small_cock was dragging our chat session. Strangely I wasn't angry. May be indifferent, may be excited .... not sure. I decided to continue chatting with him.)

small_cock: there? Are you busy??

dirty_fantasy: yes married

small_cock: wife age?

dirty_fantasy: 23

small_cock: Lucky man...got such a young biwi. Must be an arranged marriage

dirty_fantasy: yes it was.

small_cock: whats ur wife's name?

dirty_fantasy: Neha

small_cock: nice name. kaisi dikhti hai neha (How does Neha look?)

[Before I could type answer to above question, felt a hand on my back. It was Neha with a tray of pakora in one hand.

Neha - Kis se baat kar rehe ho? (With whom are you chatting?)

I was shell shocked as if 440 volt current ran through my spine]......

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Update-3

Neha repeated the question again. Kis se chat kar rehe ho? (With whom are you chatting?)

I was dumbfounded. An emotion with the cocktail of fear and shame intoxicated my mind. What ever little enthusiasm I had regarding this chatting adventure was gone. I started imagining about the arguments and bickering to follow. To add insult to injury, a new message popped up on chat screen.

small_cock: are u there?

small_cock: I am sure mast tight maal hogi Neha!

I thought that this was the tipping point. Any moment Neha's anger might erupt. My heart was racing fast. But to my surprise Neha laughed loudly. I was both relaxed and surprised.

Neha - Kaun hai ye namuna? (Who is this joker?)

Me - just a random stranger. Sorry I should not have chatted here.

[To give a brief back ground, Neha was aware about my sex chat habit before marriage.]

Neha - Koi baat nehi. Bade taarife baandh raha hai ye mere baare main. (No issue. This guy is praising me a lot)

Me - Tumhe gussa nehi aya? (Aren't you angry?)

Neha - Isme gussa kyu karun. Usne ganda thodi na bola. (What to be angry in it? He didn't use filthy language)

[While saying this, Neha had a lusty smile on her lips. She was flattered for sure and I regained my excitement with in no moment.]

Me - Jawab de dun fir ise? (Shall I reply him then?)

Neha - Mujhe nehi pata. (I don't know.)

[i][i]small_cock: Are you busy or not interested?[/i][/i]

[i][i]dirty_fantasy: Sorry, was on a call. (I lied)[/i][/i]

[i][i]small_cock: So how does Neha look?[/i][/i]

[i][i]dirty_fantasy: Slim, Gori, Tall....Phataka....just like actress Pooja Hegde.[/i][/i]

[i][Neha started giggling with my answer.][/i]

[i]Neha - Kuchh bhi...(Just anything?)[/i]

[i]Me - Its true yaar. You look like Pooja Hegde.[/i]

[i][Neha blushed with my answer and pressed her bosom over my shoulder to concentrate on my chat window. She was breathing heavily. I knew that she was getting aroused.][/i]

[i][i]small_cock: wow really. lucky man. tell me does she wear modern dress like Pooja Hegde or is neha traditional?[/i][/i]

[i][i]Neha - It depends on the occasion na yaar. Both western and Indian traditional suits me.[/i][/i]

[i][i]Me - Tum khud kyun nehi chat kar leti iss se. Sab kuchh to tumhare hi baare me puchhega. (Why don't you chat directly with him. He will ask everything about you only.)[/i][/i]

[i][i]Neha - Na baba....yeh sab mujhse nehi hoga. ( No no, I can't handle this.)[/i][/i]

[i][i][i]dirty_fantasy: Neha is comfortable in both traditional and western wear.[/i][/i][/i]

[i][i][Neha affirmed with her eye gesture.][/i][/i]

[i][i][i]small_cock: Abhi kya pehni hai Neha? (What is Neha wearing now?)[/i][/i][/i]

[It was a googly for both me and Neha. I didn't know how to react. Neha was staring at me with a blank face. I thought small_cock should have done thing more patiently. I thought its over.] ....

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Update-4

Both of us were stunned and staring at each other face. To ease me out of that awkward situation Neha muttered something. I was so afraid that I had to ask her again for clarification.

Neha - Whats the big deal in it. Batane se hamara nuksan toh kuchh nehi hoga. (No harm in answering him.)

[Still I was silent and recovering back to normalcy. Suddenly my mobile rang. It was a call from my boss and I had to attend to it. I hastely told Neha to continue chatting.]

Me - Tum baat karti raho. (You continue chatting.)

Neha - Arre.. suno toh (Wait listen...)

[Even before Neha could complete here sentence I was in balcony talking with my boss. As my conversation continued with boss, I lost track about the chatting session and it went out of my mind. After nearly 20 minutes I returned inside. I tip toed behind Neha's back and started reading their conversation. She was so engrossed in typing that she didn't even realize about my presence.]

small_cock: Batao na kya pehni hai Neha?? (Tell, what is Neha wearing now?)

small_cock: Kahan chale gaye? reply na yar.(Where have you gone. Please reply.)

small_cock: are u there?

small_cock: hello...hello....KLPD mat karo dost. batao kya pehni hai Neha. (Don't be a jerk. Please tell, what is Neha wearing?)

[After lots of message from "small_cock", Neha did reply to him.]

dirty_fantasy: Top & shorts

small_cock: Wow...modern hai Neha fir toh. (Wow, So Neha is modern.)

dirty_fantasy: hmm

small_cock: colour kya hai dress ke? (What is the color of her dress?)

dirty_fantasy: black

small_cock: Top and shorts ke niche kuchh pehni hai ke nehi? (Is she wearing anything under Tops and shorts?)

[As expected there was no immediate response from Neha. However small_cock kept probing about her inner wears. To Neha's bad luck she avoids wearing inner wear in summer after her evening bath.]

small_cock: batao (tell)

small_cock: Why so slow yaar. batao na. (please tell)

small_cock: Please please tell.

dirty_fantasy: Nothing.

small_cock: Wow, so you mean Neha is not wearing any inner wear. Please confirm.

small_cock: Why so slow yaar.

small_cock: You are feeling so shy answering as if you are Neha yourself.

[This remark by small_cock caught Neha off guard. Surprisingly she decided to tell the truth.]

dirty_fantasy: Yes, I am Neha only.

small_cock: Don't joke yaar. cant believe it. Are you really Neha?

dirty_fantasy: I am Neha. Husband has gone to attend an urgent phone call.

small_cock: Really, he is so lucky to get a beauty like you.

dirty_fantasy: hmm.

[At this point I interrupted Neha. She coyly smiled looking at me.]

Neha - Tum chat karo. (You chat.)

Me - Tum hi karlo yaar. Sahi to kar rehi ho (You only do. You are doing well.)...My cigarette stock is finished. no shops are open. Have to fetch it from a friend in first floor.

Neha - Arree...but jyada kuchh ganda bolana to chat band kar dungi. (Err...I will stop chatting if he crosses line.)

Me - OK

[I left for my friends apartment downstairs. My adrenaline were rushing. A sea of thought was passing through my mind. I was thinking about the probable outcome of this new adventure in Neha's life. What if she crosses a line. My puritanical self was in constant tussle with its kinky peer. I spent around two hours in friend's apartment. An unusually longer time for fetching cigarette. Surprisingly Neha didn't even call once in this period to inquire. I was growing restless and returned. I pressed calling bell at my door. Neha was taking longer than usual to open it.]

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Update-5

[After few more attempts at calling bell, Neha opened the door. Her face was looking pale as if suffering from fever.]

Neha- I was in bathroom.

Me - Ohh...Thats the reason behind in delay in door opening.

Neha - Hmm.

Me - Did you chat?

Neha - For a few minutes. Due to poor internet connection had to close it.

Me - Do you like chatting?

Neha - Just for fun I did yaar. I am not in to all these things.

Me - Ohh..ok.

[I didn't want to probe Neha more on chatting. However I knew that she didn't have the technical expertise to delete chat history in hangout. I wanted to read their chat at the earliest but with out Neha's knowledge. I wanted Neha to be under impression that I didn't care about her chat or its detail. I quietly started watching TV and Neha started Dinner preparation. We had normal conversation during dinner and both of us purposely avoided discussing about chat session.

After dinner, I felt the urge to empty my bowel and headed for bathroom. Few moments after making myself comfortable on the commode, I discovered Neha's skirt at bathroom hanger which she wore that evening. It was not unusual for her to change dress in the evening. So it didn't raise any alarm in my mind. However, out of curiosity I took her skirt from hanger. Nothing unusual in first look apart from a musky smell coming from it. Suddenly my finger felt something sticky and gooey in her skirt. On closer look I discovered some white gooey substance inside her skirt. My adult brain quickly identified those as the vaginal discharge of Neha.

Plethora of questions blasted in my mind. Did Neha lie to me? Did she pleasure herself during her chat with "small_cock"? How much line did they cross. Shall I confront Neha about this.... and so on. However my calm sense prevailed over my anxious and jealous mind. I decided to keep Neha under the impression that I believed her statement on chat session. How ever for my voyeuristic pleasure I would probe her chat history after she sleeps.]

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Update-6

[By the time I returned from the bathroom Neha was in deep slumber. I went near her and pecked on her cheeks in order to confirm. She was indeed in deep sleep and was snoring faintly. She was sleeping peacefully and I sneaked into our guest room along with my laptop. Hurriedly I bolted the door from inside and started the laptop. My heart was racing fast in anticipation and I took no time in opening the hangout and their conversation history.]

small_cock: So you are alone now?

small_cock: Reply na yaar. Why so slow.

small_cock: Hello….there?

dirty_[i]fantasy: Ya, all alone. Just now he has gone to a neighbor's place to fetch cigarette. [/i]

small_cock: Ohh..Lucky me. All alone with someone else’s wife. 

dirty_[i]fantasy: Hmm[/i]

small_cock: So Neha...How does it feel while chatting intimate topics with a stranger?

dirty_[i]fantasy: It's odd.[/i]

small_cock: But, do you like it?

dirty_[i]fantasy: Not sure[/i]

[Definitely Neha was liking it. Still her prudishness prevented her from acknowledging it.]

small_cock: So Neha do you enjoy sex?

dirty_[i]fantasy: Everybody does.[/i]

small_cock: So you did it after marriage only?

dirty_[i]fantasy: Yes[/i]

[She said the truth. She was a virgin and absolutely inexperienced.]

small_cock: Again lucky your husband. Got a young and virgin wife.

small_cock: First night must have been very painful for you?

dirty_[i]fantasy: Yes, It was. [/i]

small_cock: Did you bleed too?

dirty_[i]fantasy: Hmm[/i]

small_cock: So your husband has a very big cock?

[This was again a spinner from small_cock. Neha definitely fumbled to answer this question containing explicit words. It was evident from the delay in her response.]

small_cock: Reply Neha. Don't be shy. If you ll converse openly, then only you will enjoy it.

small_cock: Please yaar reply.

dirty_fantasy: I don't know. Maybe a normal one.

small_cock: So you are not sure about your husband’s cock size. Let me help you with it. 

[Surprisingly small_cock posted his faceless nude with an erect penis. He had an athletic body with well toned muscles and his username was no match to his penis size. It was around 8.5 inch long and had very thick circumcised penis glans. Maybe he used a deceiving username to outwit his chat mates.]

small_cock: Is your husband bigger than this?

[Neha must have felt offended seeing small_cock’s explicit nude. I expected a discontinuation of chat at this juncture. But the long trail of chat history pending for my reading indicated otherwise. Nevertheless there was a delay in response from Neha.]

small_cock: Don't be a prude Neha. There is no harm in replying to me dear. Please reply.

small_cock: Please reply yaar. 

dirty_[i]fantasy: This is very big. He is much smaller compared to this. [/i]

small_cock: This is my pic. Do you like it?

dirty_[i]fantasy: It seems to be a fake one. No one can have this big![/i]

small_cock: It's true yaar. This is my pic only. 

dirty_[i]fantasy: I don't believe it. [/i]

small_cock: Let me show you on cam then.

[By reading this line I was shocked. I couldn’t believe how far they have transgressed in the first chat session only. My inexperienced wife could make such adventurous advances which was a huge surprise to me. But a bigger surprise was erection inside my pant. Instead of getting angry or hurt I was having a massive erection. Indeed a surprise for me.

Before I could read further I heard some sound coming from the master bedroom. Thinking that Neha might have awakened, I rushed to the door and unlocked it.]

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Update-7

(I hurriedly moved towards the bedroom and found that Neha was coming out of the bathroom.)

Neha - Still busy at work. Aren’t you feeling sleepy?

Me - It’s only 12.00. You seem to be getting tired soon these days. Maybe the absence of a maid is the reason!

Neha - Not like that. There are only two people in the home. Absence of a maid doesn’t make a big difference.

Me - So are you going back to sleep now?

Neha - Nah, Let’s watch something on TV. I know you will be up for a long time because you have a week off tomorrow.

Me - So what do you want to watch?

Neha - Hmm...You decide. TV soaps will be too boring for you and I don’t like those Hollywood action adventure films…..at least at night.

Me - Let’s watch something interesting then. (I winked at Neha while saying this.)

Neha - Ohh...Again. You will watch those porn and will get horny and start demanding sex. I am tired of that. I can’t.

Me - You don’t have to. I can help myself. Just want you to watch and enjoy it.

Neha - Ok. If you insist.

(I started the smart TV in my bedroom and opened my favourite porn channel website.)

Me - There are too many varieties available. What shall we watch?

Neha - I have never had an opinion on this matter. I leave it to you. But please hurry, I don't want to be awake till dawn.

Me - Ok...my wish then. (I typed “Big Circumcised Cock” in search. Neha was watching curiously.)

Neha - What is this Circumcised Cock?

Me - The one without a skin cover or foreskin.

(By this time search results were populated on the TV screen. I chose one with a giant cock ploughing a slim girl and played it.)

Neha - Are they like this (pointing to the man’s cock on TV) since birth? Is it some kind of ailment?

Me - No. It's done by surgical process either for medical or religious reasons. It looks so different though.

(On the TV screen the slim girl was on her knees and was licking the skinless cock head. She was rolling her tongue over it and coating it with a layer of thick saliva. In the meantime Neha came closer to me on bed and rested her head on my arm. I could feel the warmth of her breath on my bare chest.)

Neha - Yes it looks very different.

Me - It is so big too. Must be double my size.

Neha - Nah...Not double...But still very big.

Me - It's stretching the girl’s mouth.

Neha - It might be suffocating her.

(This time the guy started sucking the girl’s pussy. Hoever being an ametur video there was no camera movement and the view was fixated at his hanging cock and balls. It was enormous in size and was glazing with a thick coat of saliva. His balls were the size of small tennis balls and were indicating the potency level in the man.)

Me - Do you like it?

Neha - Hmm.

Me - But it won’t go inside you easily.

(Neha considered my statement as a joke and playfully hit at my crotch. She could sense my erection and squeezed it playfully. I looked into her eyes. Lust was clearly visible in them.)

Neha - Chhi….Why shall I take it?

Me - I told you to just imagine. Imagination won't tear apart your pussy.

(She squeezed my balls this time and bit my nipple. It was sensational. She seemed to be getting into the mood. This time on TV the man positioned his cock on the girl’s pussy lips and started teasing it with cock slap on her clit. He then gradually penetrated her for a few inches and her pussy lip was stretched into an O shape formation. Low moans of the girl gradually converted into scream and I had to lower the TV volume swiftly.)

Neha - She must be in pain.

Me - Any one will be with that size of a cock. Won’t you feel pain with that size? (This time my voice was not jovial.)

Neha - Hmm

(I pushed one hand inside Neha’s tee and cupped one breast. She didn’t say anything. This was a good sign. After cupping one breast for a few minutes I started making circles around her areola and purposefully avoided touching her nipple. She started breathing heavily. I could feel it on my bare chest. Her breath was getting warmer as if she was getting a fever.

On the TV screen the man had started plunging into the girl’s pussy rapidly. She must have been relaxed and was moaning again. Each thrusts were making a thap thap sound added with a puch puch sound emanating due to wetness in her.)

Me - Would you like a big cock inside you? Stretching your pussy walls to new limits. Getting deeper territory that I have never travelled. Wouldn’t you?

Neha - Never. I like yours and only yours.

Me - (I pecked on her lips and looked into her eyes and said.) Dear...It's only in your fantasy. No harm in fantasizing.

Neha - Hmm

Me - So you would like this big or bigger. (Pointing to the TV screen)

Neha - It's too big yaar. Bigger than this will kill me.

Me - It won’t kill dear. Yours is very elastic (told this by cupping her pussy over her shorts. She wasn’t wearing a panty inside. I could feel dampness even in her shorts. She was wet.)

Neha - Still...this big is enough.

Me - And you want your big one with or without skin.

Neha - Without skin like this. (pointing to the TV screen)

Me - Why?

Neha - I already have one with skin. (She told this while grabbing my cock inside my shorts)

Me - So you want to taste a new variety.

Neha - Yes.

(With increase in excitement Neha was shedding her inhibition gradually. On the TV screen the guy changed pose and let the girl ride him in reverse cow-girl position. He was mauling and pinching her small breasts and she was riding his hard shaft in vigour. In intervals she would take out his cock from her pussy and used to rub her clit pointing towards the camera. Her pussy was completely worn out. She resumed riding him again.

Meanwhile, I removed Neha’s shorts and cupped her wet vulva. It was warm like a melting chocolate pot. Neha was taking long warm breaths and started snuggling her face on my chest. She would do so every time she is horny.)

Me - Your pussy will be completely worn out like that. (Pointing to the TV screen)

Neha - Yess.

Me - Let me check how much it can be stretched.

(I started squeezing both of Neha’s boobs vigorously and started pinching her nipples again. She herself lifted her tee to her neck. She was expecting my tongue on her nipples and my fingers in her pussy. I could see the lust in her eyes. It had turned red as if she was in inebriated condition. I started rolling my tongue on her areola and teased her nipples in between. My other hand was probing her shaved cunt. It was tight but very wet. Two of my fingers slipped inside her with ease and my thumb rested on her protruding clit.

Her juices were flooding her thighs and my palm. Whole room was filled with the feminine aroma of Neha’s pussy juice. I was engrossed in Neha's body and almost forgot about the events folding on the TV screen. However Neha’s eyes were fixated there.

The guy was back to missionary position and was pounding her very hard. His muscular ass would contract in between and he would plunge into her like a machine for continuous strokes.The girl even squirted in between a few times.)

Me - You are taking two fingers in very easily tonight. This is my girth which you are adjusted to. But this guy will stretch you much more. (I started pushing my third finger into her slippery hole. It felt super tight.)

Neha - Naahh...It won’t go in. It hurts. Stop.

(I stopped my third finger midway but didn’t took it out)

Me - I have stopped. But he won’t. Don’t you see how mercilessly he has stretched her pussy.

(Saying this I resumed probing my third finger inside Neha. She relaxed her body and tried to accommodate me. Still It was painful for her. So I rested three of my fingers inside her and didn’t move it. Instead I concentrated on her nipples and nibbled them continuously in between our talks.)

Neha - Poor girl. It must be very painful for her.

Me - Pain mixed with pleasure dear. Won’t you feel the pleasure of a big cock stretching you to a new limit with every shot.

(saying this I increased the speed of fingering. The erotic environment had started showing its effect on Neha. Her pussy juice started running from her thigh to the bed-sheet. My fingers were probing her with relative ease and my thumb was caressing her clit vigorously. She was about to orgasm. I could say that from the stiffness of her body, from the contracting force of her pussy. I stopped immediately.)

Neha - Why have you stopped?

Me - We will cum together dear.

(I mounted Neha in the missionary pose. The slipperiness of Neha’s pussy engulfed my cock in no time. I was as hard as I could be. Still I was feeling like I was entering a worn out pussy. It might be due to the extra stretching during the fingering session.)

Me - Imagine the big cock entering you dear. Just close your eyes and imagine.

Neha - Yes.

Me - Is it tearing you apart? (I started humping Neha in full force. I knew both of us will reach our orgasm very soon.)

Neha - Yes..Yess.

Me - Does it make you feel better than your husband’s small cock?

(Neha was silent for a few moments.)

Me - Reply Neha.

Neha - Yes better.

Me - Reply in full sentence Neha.

Neha - Yes, it makes me feel better than my husband’s small cock.

Me - ‘It’ means what dear?

Neha - The big cock.

Me - Isn’t it the big circumcised cock?

Neha - Yes It’s the big circumcised cock.

Me - Where do you want to take this big circumcised cock’s cum?

Neha - Inside me.

Me - Inside what. Tell clearly Neha.

Neha - Inside my pussy.

(After answering this Neha achieved orgasm. Her pussy juice flooded my cock. I felt as if my cock was being sprayed with hot chocolate syrup. She was in a trans with closed eyes and was blurting out something incoherently)

Neha - Soo.. Haaa i L….sohail….cum inside.

(Who was this Sohail? Never heard of him. It didn’t take much time to understand that small_cock’s real name was Sohail. So Neha was imagining a sex session with Sohail alias small_cock while I plunged her pussy. It was too much for me to control and I came deep inside Neha.

I was too satisfied or tired to even clean myself up. Same was the condition of Neha. We slept in each other's arms without a shred of cloth and drenched with each other's body fluid.)

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Update-8

(When I opened my eyes in the morning, Neha was not there. She was doing pooja after taking a bath. I was still naked and drenched with our juices which dried out eventually with AC air. I tried to recollect and analyse the events of the last day. I was certainly not disturbed, hurt or jealous. A little jealousy was there to be very honest. But I was not bitter about the incidents. Our identity was not revealed, our societal honour was intact. However we found a new way to reignite the spark we were missing in our married life.

The more I remembered about the details of the last day, the more blood pumped southwards. Soon I was naked on a cum soaked bed with a big erection. I realised that Neha was ogling at my erect manhood from the bedroom door. She coyly smiled looking at it. She came near me and looked into my eyes.)

Neha - Isn’t it still hungry? (Pointing towards my cock)

Me - Seems so. Why don’t you feed it? (I started pulling Neha’s palm towards my erection.)

Neha - Chhii...I have already bathed. Please don’t pollute me.

Me - You are stopping yourself from holding my dirty cock. But could you resist yourself from grabbing a meatier circumcised one even if it’s dirty?

Neha - Yuk..Is it still lingering in your mind. Your size is absolutely fine and I love it. (Saying this she pecked on my cheek and ran towards the kitchen with a big giggle on her face.)

(I had my bath and after a light breakfast sat in front of my laptop on the pretext of checking office emails. As expected my primary purpose was to read the remaining chat sessions of Neha with small_cock alias Sohail. I made myself comfortable in bed and started reading their chat.)

dirty_fantasy: I don't have cam. (She wasn't lying. Webcam of this laptop was disbaled my me and I use an external webcam for office work.)

small_cock: That's not required either. You just have to watch. It will be confirmed that my cock size is really big.

dirty_fantasy: Ok.

small_cock: Just click on accept. You can watch me.

(Most likely Neha accepted his invitation as evident from the rest of the chat.)

small_cock: Isn’t it big?

dirty_fantasy: Yes

small_cock: Bigger than your husband?

dirty_fantasy: Yes. Why have you kept a nickname opposite to your reality?

small_cock: Just to appear harmless to unsuspecting husbands so that they won’t mind leaving their wives alone with me. At Least it worked in your case. 

dirty_fantasy: Lol Yes.

small_cock: So will you let your husband know that I am not really small.

dirty_fantasy: I don't want to discuss this chat thing with him. I don’t have any intention to hide but I can’t chat freely if I think about his reaction everytime I type. 

small_cock: Won’t he read our chat later?

dirty_fantasy: He won’t bother. He will even forget about it within a day or two. He isn't of the suspecting breed. (She was a bad judge of my character though. I chuckled while reading this line.)

small_cock: No issue then. Certainly you know him better than me. Look how much pre cum it's oozing thinking about you. Does your husband ooze so much precum?

dirty_fantasy: Naah...But yours is very different from his.

small_cock: It's a cut one dear. Look there is nothing covering it. It's always super clean and smells nice. You will love sucking it.

dirty_fantasy: Chhi...don’t talk like that.

small_cock: What's wrong with it? My cock wont come out of your laptop screen and invade you. Just relax and chat freely. Don’t you suck your husband?

dirty_fantasy: Rarely. Only after him taking a bath...when it's fresh and devoid of any odour. 

small_cock: I can understand. His foreskin must be generating that unpleasant odour. Most women won't mind that though. However you won't face any such problem with me. It's always fresh and smells nice. If you want I will splash little ittar around my base. You can smell as much as you want, you can suck as much as you want. 

dirty_fantasy: Ohh god. You are talking shamelessly. It's too much yaar.

small_cock: isn’t this dirty talk exciting you? Answer me honestly….isn’t your pussy wet? Do not lie please. 

dirty_fantasy: Hmm.

small_cock: Ohh dear you ll make me cum. Suck it Neha...Suck Sohail’s cock. Yes my name is Sohail. Are you sucking my cock Neha?

dirty_fantasy: Hmm

small_cock: Be specific honey. Whose cock are you sucking?

dirty_fantasy: Yours….Sohail’s cock.

(By this point, Neha was cooperating with Sohail beyond my expectation. Sohail was also talking too much liberty with Neha and had started calling her honey, dear etc. Reading this chat was having its expected effect on my little warrior down south. It was making a tent inside my shorts.)

small_cock: Yes honey. Suck it. Lick it. Use your tongue dear. Lick it clean. 

dirty_fantasy: Yess

small_cock: I am about to cum dear. Want to see me cum. Where shall I come honey?

dirty_fantasy: Yes, your wish.

small_cock: Say na...let me make it simple for you. Option 1 - cum on your face, Option 2 - cum on your boobs, Option 3 - cum inside your pussy. Reply fast dear.

dirty_fantasy: option 2 (Thankfully she chose the most harmless option.)

small_cock: Ok honey...I am coming on your boobs....

dirty_fantasy: Yess

(There was a time lag of 5 minutes for the next reply. Sohail was busy cumming most probably.)

small_cock: Did you see how much thick cum I sprayed on your boobs?

dirty_fantasy: Hmm.

small_cock: Does your husband cum this much?

dirty_fantasy: No. I have to go now. Bye.

small_cock: Thanks dear. Bye. Whenever you wish to chat, I am available 24X7.

(This was the last message. I closed my laptop and adjusted my erection inside shorts. A few wet spots due to precum were also visible. I needed to piss urgently. I kind of felt relieved after urinating. I removed my shorts and placed my cock under warm running water under the tap. Rinse and clean it thoroughly using soap and made myself dry using a towel.

It was still semi erect. It was clean and clear. Looking suckable I thought. I put on new shorts and marched towards Neha in the kitchen. She was dressing some salad for our lunch and was bending towards the kitchen platform. Her perky ass was looking inviting. I grabbed her from behind and started kissing her neck region.)

Neha - What are you doing Amit?

Me - Making love to you my dear.

Neha - This is not the right time. You did last night only yaar.

Me - I can't control dear. Please cooperate. I'll finish it fast.

Neha - Shall I help with my hand. I don't want to be messy now?

Me - Hand won't suffice yaar. Atleast give me a good blow job. It's clean and fresh. It's not long since my bath.

(Neha reluctantly agreed and got on her knee. She lowered my shorts herself and smelled the cock and pubic area. She didn’t find it repulsive this time and started giving small pecks ftom bottom of cock to its glans. I was helping her by pulling back my foreskin and rubbing the cock head on her lips. Over flowing precums made a small coat on her lips. It looked as if Neha had applied some lip balm recently. She coyly smiled looking in my eyes. She was looking beautiful. Her open shampooed her, her fair face with slight kajal on eyes, her natural pink lips were adding fire to my manhood.

I held Neha’s face using my palms and applied a little pressure with my cock on her lips. Her lips parted slowly and my cock was buried in her warm and wet mouth. I started fucking her mouth with slow thrusts. Gradually Neha pushed my hands away and started sucking it herself. She was rolling her warm tongue on my cock head and licking it like ice cream. She was gulping it till the cock base and was choking herself. She must have learned these from our porn viewing sessions.

My free hands started to roll her tee up and her perky breasts were being mauled by them. I was squeezing and pinching her nipple till her protest. They became red and swollen due to my actions. After 15 minutes of wonderful milking by Neha, my cock was about to burst.)

Me - Where shall I cum dear.

Neha: Please do it in the bathroom. I don't want to get messy.

Me - No dear. You have to get messy. I may clean you later myself. Please let me cum on your boobs.

Neha - No No Please. I have already bathed. I request you yaar.

Me - Please dear once. Please.

(I pulled out my cock from her mouth and rubbed it on her face. Then I cummed pointing towards her boobs. Neha’s boobs were completely drenched with my thick cum.)

Me - Will the skinless cock cum more than this on your tits?

Neha - That's not going out of your head huh? (She replied while rubbing my cum over her boobs with a slutty smile)

Me - Just reply sweetie.

Neha - Yes he will cum much more than you.

(I made Neha getup and gave a deep french kiss on her mouth. My tongue probed very deep inside her and roamed every corner of it. She was surprised.)

Neha - So you tasted yourself han?

Me - Yes and it was yummy. (I winked at her and she too smiled back.)

Neha - You are getting naughty day by day.

(We cleaned ourselves in the bathroom and had an uneventful lunch. I was thinking of giving some space to Neha so that she can continue chatting with Sohail. I was afraid that a few days' gap might change her mind. I was in a dilemma as moving out of home was not easy during covid time. I planned to move to my friend’s flat below. He left that day only for his hometown and left keys with me for any emergency. It was safe and secure.

Also I was apprehensive that this time Sohail and Neha would indulge mostly in voice chat with an added cam show by Sohail. I had a screen recorder installed in my laptop. I activated it. It would record all cam and voice activity without giving a hint to Neha. I called Neha around 5.00 PM to inform about my new arrangements.)

Me - I have a small problem dear. I have to urgently do some office work but my VPN software in this laptop is not working. I have Aadi’s (my friend) flat key. I have inquired with him and he has allowed me to use his PC till the VPN issue is resolved. So I will be back around 9.00 PM around dinner. Hope you won't mind. It's an official urgency.

(Neha was not very tech savvy. She got worried that the laptop might not work anymore.)

Neha - So the laptop won’t work anymore?

Me - It will work dear. You can do anything you want with it. Internet, videos, audios everything is working fine. It's just the problem with our office network.

Neha - Ok dear. Use a mask and sanitiser. Also go by steps. Don't use the lift dear.

(I moved out to my friend’s flat. Neha closed the door with a shy smile. Excitement was clearly visible on her face.)

[Mastizaade]

Update-9

I entered Aadi’s flat and made myself comfortable on the sofa. I didn't have anything particular in hand and decided to indulge in watching a few good shows on TV to kill time. It was difficult to concentrate on TV as my mind was anticipating the events happening in my own home. I would imagine what all they might chat about, how much they could come closer. I would contemplate various scenarios involving Neha and Sohail, some were less scandalous and some were more. It was difficult to rein in my imagination and its effect started showing as a massive erection inside my shorts. 

While gently rubbing my erection, I started introspecting about the events of the last few days. Was I happy? Yes, to be true. The lost spark in my married life had been retrieved but at what cost. “Have I gambled on the sanctity of my marriage for carnal pleasure?” I thought.  

Was I being jealous?  Jealous of a man with a few more inches below the belt or jealous of a puritanical wife turning into a chat whore. Whore is too harsh a description for Neha. She didn’t initiate any contact with Sohail. But she could have rejected my offer of chatting. She was tempted. Tempted by another man, by his cheap talks. A broth of conflict was simmering in my head. It was getting unbearable. 

I lit a cigarette and flickered through my mobile. It was difficult to concentrate on anything. Must be due to the over dose of adrenaline. I wished to be there near Neha, albeit without her knowledge. I was getting more and more restless. Anxious too. I was perspiring in an air conditioned room! 

I glanced at the ashtray. It was nearly full. I counted the cigarette buds and it came out to be four. Never had so many in one go. I glanced at the mobile. Time was half past seven. Still an hour and half until my return. There was a tussle in my mind about whether to call Neha or not. My anxiety got the better of me and I called her on her mobile. 

For two complete rings Neha didn’t pick my call. For a moment I thought of going upstairs and checking her. Then suddenly my mobile rang, it was Neha on line. 

Neha - Hello

Me - Hello, Are you busy doing something? 

Neha - Naah, Mobile was being charged in the other room. I am watching TV and getting bored. Come back soon.

Me - Hmm. Will need some more time to wrap my work. I will be back around 9.00 PM only. 

I was getting restless, but I had to wait. I started calling my family members, college friends or any one I could, just to kill my time and it helped. I kind of forgot about the exciting episode happening in my home. I came back to my senses when I realized that It was half past eight. Still half an hour to go. I don’t know what happened to me, I decided to head back home. My curiosity of surprising Neha with an early arrival propelled me to do so. 

I locked Aadi’s flat and climbed up to my floor. My breath was getting heavy in anticipation. What would Neha be doing now?..This thought was ripping me apart. I pressed the bell on my door and waited for Neha to answer. She was taking longer than usual. I had to wait for nearly 10 minutes at the door. When I saw Neha at the door, she was looking dull as if suffering from fever. Also she had already changed into her night dress, a black colour long tee shirt nighty. It was covering till her thighs and didn’t require any additional leg covering. 

Me - Are you busy with some work?

Neha - Naah yaar, I was in the toilet. You are a little early na. 

Me - Wrapped up a little early. Also I am feeling hungry.

Neha - Wash your hands, I am readying the dining table for dinner. 

On my way to the bathroom I was searching for traces of any action that might have happened. Laptop was neatly kept in the guest room. Bed was neatly arranged too. Nothing happened!...I started worrying. I scanned the bathroom thoroughly for any soaked panty or soilet skirt...none were there. To be honest, I was upset. With a gloomy face I headed towards the dinner table. 

There was a sense of unease on Neha’s face. She was unmindful during the whole dinner and was taking longer than usual to reply to my queries. I even tried probing about her health to no avail. I was worrying about any mishap during her chat with Sohail. Any kind of fear or threat might have made her afraid. But she wasn’t looking afraid. She was looking more tired than afraid. She was in need of some good sleep. She didn’t take longer to fall into a deep sleep at bed. She had put an arm and leg over me and was sleeping peacefully. A sense of satisfaction was evident on her face and the opposite was true for me. 

I got up early in the morning and glanced at the wall clock, it was 3.00 AM and Neha was snoring peacefully. I quietly moved to the guest room and prepared the Laptop for some early morning adventure. I didn’t have to log in to hangouts this time. I could watch all of Neha’s chat through my  screen recorder software. In no time the screen recorder started showing activities as happened since last evening. Till 6.00 PM there was no activity. Few minutes past 6.00 Neha logged on to hangouts and shot her message to small_cock alias Sohail immediately. 

dirty_fantasy: Hi

small_cock: Hello dear

dirty_fantasy: Are you always online?

small_cock: Most of the time.

dirty_fantasy: You must be chatting with so many women!

small_cock: Jealous?

dirty_fantasy: Why shall I be?

small_cock: Hmm. But your husband might get jealous when he finds out you are chatting with me. 

dirty_fantasy: First of all he won’t know about it and even if he comes to know about it, he won’t mind. 

small_cock: Ok ok...tell me one thing. Did you like my cock?

dirty_fantasy: Hmm

small_cock: And ur husband fucked you last night?

dirty_fantasy: Hmm

small_cock: And you were thinking about me while your husband was fucking you?

Dirty_fantasy: Hmm

small_cock: Good going...you are on the right track girl. Now accept my cam call. I wanna show you how hard I am for you.

This time my screen recorder played a very crucial role. Unlike the previous time I didn’t have to depend upon Neha’s reaction to judge the activities on screen. I was too excited for the upcoming actions.

It was for the first time I was watching Sohail on a video. He had a gym going well toned body with a mammoth circumcised cock. It was raging as if it was the hood of an angry cobra.  Also surprisingly Neha had discovered the use of mic and I could hear her heavy breaths on audio stream. 

Sohail: Look at my hard cock honey. Look how much precum it is oozing thinking about you.

Neha: Hmm

Sohail: Wow, my dear has started using voice. I am so happy. Muaah…

There was an awkward silence following the sudden kiss sound by Sohail. May be Sohail was waiting for a return kiss!

Sohail: My dear is too shy to kiss me. But you have to honey.

Neha: I can’t.

Sohail: Your lips won’t get sloppy sweety. It’s just a sound. (A good manipulator this Sohail chap, I thought)

Neha: Muaa

Sohail: Aahhh...harder honey, give me a gili puchhi. (wet kiss)

Neha: Muaahhh..

Sohail: That's my good girl. Where did your kiss land honey?

Neha: You must be knowing that. 

Sohail: It was on my forehead. Poor me, give me two on both my cheeks. 

Neha: Muaah...Muaah…

Sohail:Now a deep and wet one on my lips.

Neha: Muaaahh..

Sohail: Ummmm….Your lips feel like rose petal  honey...wanna taste my tongue...give way to my tongue…(he made a slurrppp sound and shoved his tongue towards camera...saliva was dripping from it to camera lens...odd but an erotic sight.)

Neha: Umm…(She was not uttering anything meaningful but her panting was clearly evident in the audio stream.)

Sohail: Are you sucking my tongue sweety?

Neha: Yesss

Sohail: It's probing throughout your mouth and tasting your nectar.

Neha: Aahh…(Her voice was gradually turning into subtle moans. Definitely she was touching herself.)

Sohail: Does your husband kiss you this deep?

Neha: Naahh...he is rather gentle. 

Sohail: But I am not a gentleman and you would have realised that if I were there with you now. (He uttered this after spitting a good amount directly on his erect shaft and started wanking it mercilessly.)  

Neha: I know you are a bad boy. Hurry up bad boy I can't starve my husband because of you. Kitchen is calling me. 

Sohail: I never told you to starve him. You have enough to satiate our hunger. 

Neha: Aaahh..

Sohail: Come on honey. Tell me where shall I spray my seeds.Let me remind you of the options. Option one on your face, option two on your boobs and option three deep inside your pussy. 

Neha: Three (I was surprised with her choice.)

Sohail: That's quite a good progress. Let me spray my seeds then. (He increased his wanking speed and sprayed at least half a cup of thick white semen on the cam lense. I was jealous about his potency. Unlike last time, Neha didn’t chat after Sohail’s orgasm. She abruptly ended the session and logged out of hangouts, pretty strange behaviour.)

By this I was hard like a rock and my cock was throbbing even without a touch. I tried to inspect it by lowering my shorts. It was swollen and throbbing heavily. I wrapped it in my fist and moved my foreskin below. It had had enough temptation and lava erupted out of it. I was tired and didn't know when I fell asleep on that cum drenched bed.

To be continued…….. 

[Mastizaade]

Update-10
I opened my eyes to Neha’s smiling face looming over me. It was morning and Neha had finished morning pooja after bath. She had applied vermilion (sindur) on her forehead (maang) and a gold mangalsutra was dangling on her slender neck, both of  which symbolizes her marital status. Her look was deceptive. A real slut was hidden behind this mask of a pious traditional wife. She was trying to say something….

Neha - I didn’t even know when you shifted to this room last night. Your workload is increasing day by day dear. You should sleep properly. 

Me - I understand your concern honey but it's temporary.  

Neha - Freshen up yourself. I am preparing breakfast for you.  

Quietly I finished my morning chore and had breakfast. I didn’t have much to do and joined Neha in watching TV. Neha was wearing a tank top and shorts. We were alone at home and were not expecting any visitors either. This encouraged Neha to experiment more with her costumes at home. She was glued to the TV watching her favourite daily soap. These shows are notorious for over dramatization of events and exaggerated story lines. The only soothing elements in these shows are good looking women. I was distracting Neha by commenting on those beautiful actresses while she was engrossed in the program. 

Me - Even inside home these heroines are covered with makeup and exotic costumes, as if preparing for their suhaagraat. 

Neha - It’s a TV show yaar. They need to look their best every day…

Me - And also every night. Har raat suhaagraat for them. (Every night is the first night for them.)

Neha - You are becoming naughtier day by day. Yes they look like brides in full glory in every episode. 

Me - My only complaint is that they do not show the suhaagraat episode ever. That’s a pity. 

Neha - These are TV serial actresses not porn stars.

Me - They may try their luck in that too. I'll stick to TV every night with you if that happens. 

Neha - Chhe...your mind has been corrupted by too much porn..hehe

Me - But one thing I must agree, there is no harm in applying makeup at home. We are alone at home and no one is expected to disturb us. You may try some makeup like your favourite actresses. (I whispered this in her ear.) 

Neha - Seriously...I have never applied makeup in my home yaar. This will look odd. 

Me - No issue honey. You are expected to be at home for a long time due to lockdown. All your makeup kit will remain idle till then. Just apply dear.  

Neha - Shall I do it now?

Me - Yes honey. Do it now. 

Neha went to the bathroom to freshen up and apply makeup. She leisurely took her time to apply makeup and I was watching TV and waiting for her in bed. She emerged from the bathroom after nearly half an hour. She had generously applied makeup on her face and was giggling like a teen. 

She was looking gorgeous. She had loosened her hair, applied kajal on eyes, rouge on cheeks and copious amounts of red lip gloss. I was smitten by her beauty then and there. “She can easily crack an audition for TV serials” I thought. 

Neha - Am I looking like those TV stars?

Me - Looking better than them. You should audition for these TV serials. You will leave all other actresses behind.

Neha - Ohh please. Stop joking. By the way, you will be filled with jealousy if I ever start acting on TV.

Me - Why shall I be jealous? I will be proud of your achievement. 

Neha - Really! Haven’t you ever seen their intimate scenes. Will you tolerate that?

Me - I ll rather enjoy such a sight.

Neha - Chhi….You are shameless. So, you will enjoy watching your wife hugging a TV serial hero?

Me - Why not. Hugging is too small a thing yaar. In foreign countries people hug each other instead of doing a namaste from a distance. 

Neha - You have become mad. If not hugging, what will enrage you?

Me - My answer will make you angry.

Neha - Come on. You can tell me anything. 

Me - Until and unless you leave me for someone else, no amount of physical transgression will affect me. That will be momentary whereas you will always remain mine. 

Neha - Don’t philosophise your lust honey. You are getting some horny ideas in your mind. 

Me - I am saying something practical dear. Come near me. Let me explain it in detail. 

I pulled Neha into my lap and she was sitting on my lap with her head resting around my chest. I started whispering into her and was mauling her breasts over her tops. Her nipples were getting aroused due to air conditioning and constant stimulation of my palms. 

Neha - Say….

Me - Look, control over your body is not in your hand. It’s like a machine. If your boobs are pressed, lips are kissed, tongue is sucked, nipple is suckled and clitoris is fingered….you will spread your leg for any one...absolutely anyone…So, I shouldn’t get worried about your BODY. What matters to me is your affection, your love. That is non negotiable. 

Neha -  That’s not true. I can’t be seduced by anyone else. My body reacts to only your touches. Only YOURS. 

Me - What if the other guy overpowers you. What if he stimulates you for long hours? Will you be able to resist it forever? Sooner or later you will surrender. 

Neha - So you won’t be there to protect me!

Me - Well, It's a hypothetical situation. I may be overpowered by the other guy too. Let’s say a burglar. He may lock me in one room and take you to another. He may make me unconscious. In the worst case, I may be tied to a chair and forced to watch his acts with you. 

Neha - Whatever he may do, he won’t be able to seduce me. 

Me - Well in that case, whatever he will do to you will be very painful. Without your arousal he has to push through your dry pussy and that ll result in bruises or may lead to bleeding. 

Neha - Chhii...don’t say gross things. So what shall I do? Happily fuck with that man...that burglar..

 

Me - My suggestion is to separate your body and feelings. Let your body react to stimulation naturally. Your feelings won’t be affected by any amount of bodily transgression. Your love for me is eternal. In that way, both you and the burglar will get physical satisfaction and you will come out of it without any harm.

Neha - Those savages don’t give satisfaction. He'll handle me roughly. 

Me - Well, that's something different and new no? You shouldn’t expect other men to treat you as delicately as your husband. For them you are a fuck toy to satisfy their lust. In a way that’s exciting. That’s called no string attached fuck. 

Neha was getting aroused with our conversation. By that time my one hand was mauling both her breasts inside the top alternatively and the other hand was roaming inside her pantyless shorts. Gradually I probed one of my fingers in her slit and was amused by the level of her wetness. She was enjoying that for sure. I rested my thumb on her aroused clitoris and started stimulating it. I was lubricating her clit with the pussy juice and pinched her clit with two of my fingers. Neha jumped on my lap and fell back as if she had an electric shock . I started feeling wet around my lap. She had climaxed and was panting heavily. I quietly pressed my lips on her and she started pushing her tongue in me. She was in ecstasy. Neha took some time to calm down and we resumed our conversation. 

Me - Did you imagine a stranger playing with you?

Neha - Hmm

Me - Who was it? Someone I know?

Neha - Noone in particular. It was just a random stranger. (It was a lie.)

Me - Was he powerful, muscular?

Neha - Yess

Me - Was he skinless? I mean circumcised?

Neha - It is stuck in your mind. She gave me a cold stare. 

Me - Maybe Yes. Still I want my answer. Was he skinless?

Neha - Uff….Hmm

Me - He had a big one!

Neha - Hamm

By this time I had removed her and my shorts. She was still on my lap and my throbbing cock was rubbing on her slit. She was  giving me a hand job with both her hands during our conversation. 

Me - He treated you roughly?

Neha - Kind of yes..

Me - What did you imagine? Like ...Did he kiss you?

Neha - Yes

Me - I mean a full wet kiss and tongue twisting, saliva exchange etc..

Neha - Yaa...it was a long and deep one. 

Me - But he must be a non vegetarian! Just imagine the biryani fragrance….You remember it from our office party..How does it smell….You almost vomited no!....Imagine inhaling it during your deep kiss…

Neha almost clutched on my cock...I had to sooth her with a deep and wet kiss in order to relieve pressure on my manhood. 

Neha - It will be odd...But as you said, I really won’t have a choice then. I am overpowered by him.

Me - True...Let's give our imaginary circumcised burglar a name...Abdul...Moin...Asif…

Neha - Nooo...Sss…(She stopped before uttering anything meaningful.)

Me - Salman..??

Neha - No Nothing..

Me - Ok...Sohail???

Neha - Okk…

The moment I uttered Sohail’s name, Neha jumped a bit again and this time my penis head was positioned near her slit and entered inside a few inches into it. 

Neha - Aahhhhh….It hurts….

Me - What hurts dear? Sohail’s big skinless cock? (I asked while burying my full shaft inside her.)

Neha - Yesss

Me - So after your biryani flavoured kiss with Sohail…...what was his next target….did he chew your boobs roughly?....Like a true uncivilised savage? (I asked while pinching her nipples one by one, she nearly screamed with my pinching.)

Neha - Yes he bit them hard. 

Me - Did he leave some bitemarks as sovenouer? (Neha was getting restless by my probing and has started up and down motion on my shaft herself.)

Neha - Yess..

Me - And you will show those bitemarks to me, your husband? Won’t you?

Neha - Yesss…

Me - Look, How shameless you have become. 

I showed her the sticky white fluid oozing out of her pussy and gathering around the base of my cock. It was difficult for her to see it herself so I scooped a bit with one of my fingers and showed her. It was glistening in light. She was ashamed but it didn’t dampen her excitement. She started jumping on my cock vigorously. 

Me - So how many fingers did Sohail push inside your pussy?

Neha - Three…

Me - It must have hurt a lot. 

I looked at her face..I have nearly eaten all her makeup including the lip gloss. It was a complete mess. 

Neha - Yess

Me - Then he asked you to suck him?

Neha - No...He was in a hurry…(She still had some reservation for oral sex at that time.)

Me - Ohh….So he penetrated you in one go...What was the position?

Neha - Yes...He was on top of me…

Me - Ohh...So you mean missionary position. 

Neha - Hmm.

Me - So how different was his cock from me...Was it bigger than your husband’s?

Neha - Please please don’t ask me such questions….I can’t answer any more. (Probably she was nearing orgasm.)

Me - Just answer me one last thing honey. Where did Sohail cum? Inside your pussy?

Neha - Yess…

The last question triggered a large amount of pussy juice from Neha. She was overflowing profusely. She stopped jumping on my cock and started getting waves after waves of orgasm. She bent her face backward and planted a deep kiss on my lips as if thanking me for her massive climax. 

I took the mantle from Neha, folded both her legs till her knee and started mercilessly pounding  her slippery pussy. Neha was near senseless. It was difficult for me to hold back anymore. I buried the whole of my cock inside Neha with a massive thrust and pumped a large amount of cum. I collapsed on her body and allowed sleep to take over me.

To be continued.....