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Adultery NEMESIS
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12-06-2025, 10:55 AM
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Disclaimer: - This story is a wholly and solely work of pure fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s brain rot imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. It WAS NOT, IS NOT, or WILL NOT any intention of the writer to hurt or denigrate any person living or dead, places, linguistic groups, political parties, religions, communities, castes and sects. All the characters described in this story is fully adult and above eighteen years. This story is heavily inspired by many different stories of this kind. Some tiny parts of this story may resemble some other stories. Readers’ discretion is strongly requested. Torture and forced sex on women is a heinous crime. And it is also a violation of the law. The writer of this story never encourages anyone to do this in real life. One should not either consume alcohol or smoke cigarettes or chew any kind of tobacco made products, as they all are injurious to health and obviously cause cancer. Writer of this story never endorses any those illicit materials to anybody. Such scenario(s) are violation of Traffic Laws and Rules described in this Story not to be emulated by the people. No animals were harmed at all during either thinking or typing or posting this story. ~ Neelkantha
Acknowledgement - I want to thank and give the hugest shout-out to all those writers of this particular genre, i.e. cuckold and incest (both male and female writers) of whom writings I like the most and love to read all the time. And I have taken the all possible inspirations from their legendary stories and novels. I want to give tribute to all the writers of this genre through my story. If you find any part of my story similar to another story, it’s obvious and I owe to them from bottom of my heart for the same. ~ Neelkantha
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12-06-2025, 11:01 AM
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NEMESIS INDEX
[N.B. ~ EVERY NEW PART OF THIS STORY WILL BE POSTED ON
EVERY TUESDAY, THURSDAY & SATURDAY AT 11 A.M.]
Part 1 - About Us Part 2 – Pihu’s First Step To Debauchery Part 3 – Pihu’s Wild Imagination Got Harsh Shape In Reality Part 4 – Frankenstein’s Monster In Making Part 5 – First Ever Dip Into The Deepest Ocean Of Lust Part 6 - Anniversary Gift To Pihu From Me Part 7 – The Hardest Way To Achieve The Success Part 8 - A Shocking Revelation Part 9 – New Day, New Plan Part 10 – My Desire, Her Suffering Part 11 – A Trip To be Remembered Always Part 12 – Pihu Got Noticed At The Sea-Beach Part 13 – The State Of Fucking In The Hotel Room Part 14 – Our Brand New Experience Part 15 - The Biggest Shock I Ever Had Part 16 – Pihu’s Achievement Part 17 - Pihu's Sensational Bus Journey Part 18 – Pihu’s Pleasant Bus Journey
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12-06-2025, 11:17 AM
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Part 1 - About Us
After “Roti”, “Kapda” and “Makaan” (Food, Clothing and Shelter) there is another basic need for a human being. In my opinion, it is the most obvious and important need of all. It’s “Sex”. All the human beings live in this world strongly need this. Not only for making successor, but also for fulfilling the physical needs. Every married or unmarried couples fulfill their physical needs to this. Some of them have this in simplest way as much as they can. But very few of them have their own darkest fantasies about their respective couple related to their sex. These Sexual fantasies reside into their deepest and the darkest corner of their heart, sometimes in their brain too. In our society it’s called a “Taboo”. But for them it’s just “Satisfaction” of their body and mind. In other word it may be called a pass way to go through their frustration of their daily lives. This satisfaction makes them feel free in their lives. Sometimes these fantasies may be innocent which can be performed in a locked door room among two persons or clearly said, couples. Like role-play, BDSM etc. But some of these fantasies are more devilish or dangerous. Like. Exhibition, couple-swapping, debauchery etc. The list is too long to describe. I don’t want to elaborate them to make you feel bored by my tiresome long lectures about this sexual taboo. We all are more or less familiar with them. Instead I want to describe my story to you all. But there is a mistake in this. This not my story actually. It is our story. Or rightly said, it is her story. My wife’s story. This is the story of her journey from a naive, shy, homely ordinary Bengali housewife to a promiscuous, debauched, lewd, licentious, sex-obsessed woman. I can use more adjectives for her, but I don’t want to. You may have known about that (in)famous monster in “Frankenstein”. I had made my own. She is my wife. I took oath to protect her from all kinds of odds at the moment of our marriage. Rather I exhibit her luscious body to the outer world very nakedly. I killed her innocence in my own hand. I also made my own monster like Victor Frankenstein by myself, I must admit. Yes, I am the sole responsible for her such kind of wane. But after all these realizations, do I have the grief for that? I afraid, NO. Because I like, love and above all I relish her debauchery adventures with men other than me. Because I am a fucking bloody cold-minded “Cuckold” man and husband. I am just a narrator of this story. But the main character of this story is my wife. This story is about her journey. From a simple, homely wife to a promiscuous sex-hungry woman. And I, her husband, am inviting you all to join in this interesting journey of her.
Let’s begin this journey with our introduction. I am Bijan. An around 37 years old ordinary Bengali government employee. My height is 5 feet 11 inches. My weight is mere 52 KGs. I am a lean man. My wife is Pihu. While I am telling this story, she is 33. Her height is 5 feet and 6 inches. Her weight is 59 KGs. Basically she is healthy. You may call her chubby if you want to. She has an excited body measure of 34-30-36. She wears D sized bra. She has a fair complexion, long wavy silky-smooth pitch-black hair up to her waist. Usually she wears maxi at home. But she likes to wear Saree or Salwar Kameez, when she goes for the market. But during our couple-trip, she uses to wear jeans, tops, skirts, leggings as well. Usually she is comfortable both traditional and western dress according to her comfort. I never force her to wear anything which I like. She wears what she likes and above all what comforts her the most. She always wear bra and panty when she goes both market and to the trip with me and with the family. But she used to wear them at home as well after first few months of our marriage. But now she wears only panty at home, but not bra. We have been married for long five years till date. I was 32 and she was mere 28 then. She had completed her studies and was searching for a job. But for a shy and introvert girl like her, it’s far more difficult to find and place herself into a job. She gave numbers of interview but failed to clear them every time for her awkward shy nature. She couldn’t express herself to others properly. Her parents gave an advertisement in a matrimonial site, from where one of my relatives likes her and choose her to be my bride. In the other hand I am an extremely extrovert guy. And little bit flirty too. I use to gossip closely and intimately with the other female employees in my job place. I use to be far more open to them than the other male colleagues can be. I had a lover in my college days. I should rather describe her as my crush than lover. She was in the same class with me. She didn’t have a fairy structure at all. But overall she had an attraction in herself. I secretly started love her. I made friendship with her. One day I took her to the cinema. That day I kissed a girl for the very first time in my short life span. I held her bra-clad tight boobs on her Churidaar. It was so soft and delicate to have them in my tight fist! But unfortunately and more over unknowingly I made her pain. I grabbed and pressed her boobs so hard, she had tears literally. She slapped me. Called me a perfect pervert and left me behind. From my teenage I have a strange and weird feelings about sex. I started and used to see hardcore porn from my eighth class almost in regular basis. I used to buy some erotic picture and story books and hid them between my study books. At night when my parents went to sleep. I used to read the stories or see the naked pictures of various girls and women with the help of the light of a torch. But unfortunately at that time, I did not know how to calm myself after reading or seeing those stories and pictures. The area between my thighs would become rock hard. And it was extremely painful for me to endure that tight genital. I felt and was also afraid that my poor genital might burst due to this hardness. Poor me, I was unable to help myself except to hold “it” tightly in my fist and try to sleep. But I used to fail miserably every time. I had to sleep in that rock hard position in almost every night. First time I saw a full length porn film in one of my friends’ resident. He had a VCR. We rented a cassette and played it. I minutely was observing those actions shown in that film and tried and practiced every action were shown on the screen in my own. In that day I had bulge on my half pant as usual. My friend advised me to calm myself in the bathroom. At that time I was so nerd that I didn’t catch his words how to calm myself. He laughed and teased me. I felt embarrassed. Then he literally taught and instructed me to how to calm myself. In that lazy noon, in a flash I was just like in heaven. I was sitting on the floor of my friend’s bathroom. My back was against the door. My friend was continuously banging it loudly calling my name to come out. But I was sitting on the floor so numb that I couldn’t move an inch. I was keeping my semi erected tool in my right hand. And before me on the floor there was a tiny heap of whitish thick, slippery, slimy and sticky thing which just came out of my tool. I could not sense my lower body for a while. Just it might been paralyzed. But it felt so relaxing that I couldn’t help myself but close my eyes and kept panting loudly. After gaining my sense back. I stood up and opened the door. My friend rushed inside. He scolded me to make their bathroom dirty. He poured water to cleanse my white thick glistening slimy mess. After that day I have a strange feeling for sex, that other might not have, I suppose. I started to imagine my sex life after marriage. Some time they become wildest, I must admit. Days passed in its way. I passed madhyamik (secondary exam) and higher secondary with a good result. I have been studious in my life. I always prefer my studies of any other things. I did not use to play games with my friends. Instead I used to sit in a far corner of a ground and had my own weirdo imagination in my own, which make me happy and relaxed at same time. But sometimes they make me feel embarrassed and frustrated as well. I cannot control my feelings all alone. I had to empty myself several times. After passing college I got a job in a government office. And my parents and relatives started searching a good homely naïve girl for me to marry. I always wanted an extrovert and rakish girl as my bride. But in opposite I met with Pihu. She was a calm and homely girl exactly what my parents like. So, did I dislike Pihu? I should say, NO. Rather I liked her naïve and submissive nature. I agreed to marry her. Pihu also liked me. We had been married soon. Most difficult night in my whole life was our first night. We registered almost seven months before our marriage. During this time, I used to spend times with her. At shopping, couple trip, cinema hall. We became familiar to each other. Pihu too tried her best to open herself before me. That day when I kissed on her lips for the first time, she became shocked and mum for my action. I kept holding her waist to me. Her boobs stuck to my body. Her delicate boobs was crushing over my chest. I was licking her sweet thin lips into mine. I could feel her hands were shaking on my back. I probed my tongue into hers. Firstly she declined and resisted me to do so. But gradually she felt use to it. We shared a passionate kiss among us. When I released her, she was gasping in excitement. She had fear more than happiness, that anyone could see us kissing with such wildness. I explained her that we are court married couple. Officially we have been husband and wife. So we could do anything and everything those, what usually married couple do. But being an introvert and shy girl, she didn’t hear me. She strictly ordered me not to do anything beyond limit before our marriage. She told me that I could kiss her, touch her but nothing more. I felt sad. But I had to admit her dignity. Actually she had her point. But with time she became a good kisser, I must admit. Now she is in the frontier to kiss me. I appreciated her progress. Soon the day of our marriage appeared. We had been married with all rituals. I put sindoor (vermilion) on her forehead and made her my better-half. And the day of our reception came. The night which I waited for a long while. It was our first night to mate with Pihu. I had imagined lots of about this special night. I entered our bedroom. Pihu was sitting on the bed. My relatives had adorned our bed with the petals of roses. I went near her and sat in front of her. She pulled herself a little. I knew she became shy. I hold her a little and pulled towards me. She looked at my eyes. I chuckled at her. She smiled at me back nervously. She knew what was going to happen then. I pulled her anchal (lapel of saree) of her benarasi saree from her chest. And removed her saree from her delicate body. Now she was in her blouse and petticoat. She was seeming like a sex goddess. I got my arousal just to see her body. Her both boobs were poking well under her blouse. I opened all the hooks of her blouse and removed it as well. She wore a beautiful lacy cotton bra underneath her blouse. This pinkish bra made her fair body more attractive to me. I lost my control. I placed my lips on her soft skin. I kissed on her body. I lick her ears. I bit them too. I kissed on her shoulders, arms, and underarms too. I loved to see that she had shaved her armpits neatly. I placed my tongue and started to lick her armpits with my saliva to make it wet. I had the taste of talcum powder and her deodorant on my tongue. But it was hard to lick it more. Because Pihu didn’t let me do so. Because the touch of my tongue over her cleanly shaven armpits made her tickle. Couple of time she couldn’t resist herself from chuckling. Gradually I kissed on her bare belly. And put my tongue into her navel. She was also getting hornier with my action. She started gasping with my kiss all over her body. I kept my head just over her bra-clad bosoms. She gasped a little. I put my lips on soft elastic materials of her bra. I kissed on her bra. She moved a little. Then I reached my hands to the hook of her bra and undid it. I slowly removed her bra to uncover her hidden treasure to me. This was the very first time a man could see her bosoms and could touch them. She kept her arms on her bosoms to cover them helplessly. I placed aside her arms and once again her two whitish boobs was vast open before me. There were two little whitish bosoms. And the cherry on the top was her pinkish brown areolas and two tiny chewable nipples. This scenes made me harder down there. I leaned my face on her boobs. Suddenly she held my head and gently kept on her boobs. She had a sweet smile on her lips. She signaled me to do something. I started to lick her boobs. At first I kept her nipples between my teeth and bit them a little. Pihu made a tiny moan, “Aaahh…Bijan…I love it…carry on…” I kept them biting. Then I made a layer of my saliva on her both nipples and slurped them both. It was making her wild. Her body was bending with my lick. She had a sensation all over her body. I hold her boobs and kept pressing hard to redden them in no time. I bit on her boobs to stick my love marks on her body. I removed her petticoat. She all had her lacy matching tiny panty to cover her honey pot. It was too tiny to cover it properly. It clearly been unable to cover anything. Every part was more than visible through her tiny clenching panty. Moreover that, there was a clean wet mark on her panty. I had made her wet already. I laughed at pointing the drench mark on her panty. She felt embarrassed. She tried to hide that wet mark with her hands. I stopped her to do so. I gently kept one of my fingers on her pussy. It was fucking drench wet! Her pussy was leaking her own juice. She became wet by her juice herself. Before her panty got wet fully I helped to remove her panty. She had shaved her private parts too. This made me too happy. It was a pure bliss to look at her pussy. It was more fair enough than other girls. I kept my finger lingering on her pussy. I widened her pussy hole apart to see into the depth. It was all wet and pink inside. I could see just heap of soft meat to cover her inner path. Just up a bit, her clit was clearly been seen. It was fully erected and it was quite big in size. I pinched it hard. Pihu gasped once gain and said, “Please Bijan, don’t touch it. It’s too sensitive there. I can’t bear any touch there.” But didn’t listen her. I touched her clit-tip with my nail. I scratched it little. Once again she tried to resist me. But I already placed my head on her sweet little honey pot. First of all I targeted on her clit. I rubbed her soft tip of her clit with the rough part of my tongue. It made her crazy. She was in seventh heaven then. I kept licking continuously her erected clit. Which made her pussy fully drenched. And then I slowly started to enter my finger into her pussy. It was so fucking tight in there! I couldn’t insert my finger too much, and yet it had hurt Pihu a lot. She begged me to stop inserting my fingers. I rolled my tongue and inserted it inside her. I slurped the soft inner walls of her pussy. Her fresh juice made drench my face. But I didn’t stop there. I started to insert my tongue and pulled it out of it. I started to fuck her pussy with my tongue. Pihu couldn’t help herself but screaming in pleasure, “Please…Bijan…don’t stop….carry on…I…will…cum any time soon…please help me…to cum….go on…suck it baby…lick it…bite it...eat it…but make me cum…” I made her wild just by mouth fuck. She pressed my head on her pussy hard and released her juice directly on my face. I wanted to remove my face, I couldn’t do so. It was awesome to make her very first orgasm. Her body was shaking vigorously. She was sweating as hell. I helped her to relax herself. After a while she calmed at last. At that time I had removed all my clothing. Pihu widened her eyes seeing my erected tool. I placed it on her palm. She grabbed it so hard to make me pain. I directed her to hold it properly and gently. And told her to rub it with her fist softly. She was doing great as per her first time. I wanted to keep my dick into her mouth. But she directly denied it. She told me, “No please Bijan, don’t ask me to do it. I can’t. I don’t like its smell at all. Instead I’ll masturbate to make you relax.” I stopped her. I told, “No darling, don’t masturbate me. If I cum now, I can’t have sex with you. I want to do it with you tonight very badly. You keep rubbing it properly.” She did so. My tool was increasing in her fist. Though I have a medium sized dick, yet she got shocked to see this. She kept rubbing my dick smoothly. After while I laid her down on the bed on her back. I placed a pillow beneath her waist to hold it up in the air. Then I climbed on her. She placed my dick exactly on her pussy hole. I told her to relax her pussy. She gasped once and put her eyes close. I entered the tip of my dick in her pussy hole. My dick-tip widened her, which made her pain, I suppose. Her virgin pussy was tight that the heap of the inner walls of her pussy were restricted my dick to enter further more. So, I had to make a mild push to forcibly enter it into her. My dick had entered into her pussy. But it widened her so much that Pihu started weeping in pain. I stopped at once to feel her free. After she calmed down, I pulled my dick back from pussy. And then holding her waist firmly with both of my hands, I made a hard push. For doing so my dick tore apart her hymen and forcibly entered into her by widening it. Pihu had an enormous pain in her pussy. At last I was able to deflower her officially as her husband. She wasn’t mere a girl anymore. She had become a full woman. Now she becomes my wife. Pihu started crying literally. She begged me to drag it out. To relax her I started kissing on her lips. And gently pressed her boobs. During I didn’t move my waist an inch. After a while, Pihu calmed down once again. She stopped weeping. I asked her, “Darling, don’t worry. I have torn your hymen. It would pain just for the first time. From now you will never ever have any pain in your pussy. Now, I am going to fuck you. So try to relax your lower body. And let me do it.” Pihu smiled shyly. She kissed me back and told, “Ok darling, carry on. Give me more pleasure.” Now I concentrated on fucking her. I pulled my dick back. I could clearly see a blood stain on my dick. Pihu watched it too. I comforted her by telling, ”Darling, it’s fully normal to have some blood stain, after breaking of hymen for the very first time. So relax.” I placed my dick on her pussy again and this time directly pushed it into her. Though I had torn her hymen sometime before, yet I had to make force to push my dick to enter into her. Her pussy was so tight! I loved it so much. Now I started thumping on her pussy holding her both boobs. Pihu was lying down, closing her eyes. She was helping me to enter my dick into her pussy. She widened her legs apart as much as she could. With time her pussy loosened a little. Now my dick was entering into with such ease. Her pussy was wet enough to help me. At that time only “phach…phach…” sound could be heard in that room. I was thumping and pushing my dick very fast into her. Now Pihu was also enjoying this process. She too joined me in this. She used to adjust her waist with my dick. I was inserting my dick and pulling it out. After some time I reached to my climax. During all these Pihu came two or three times on my dick. She had drenched my dick with her juice. I made a wild push one last time and entered my dick fully into her and emptied myself. I released my hot whitish thick seed into her. She shook vigorously having my hot cum into herself. I placed my head on her chest. After a few moment I pulled my dick back out. A mixture of my cum with her own juice oozed out from her freshly fucked pussy. I saw her pussy went swelled a little. I took her to the bathroom. I helped her to cleanse her pussy with hot water. I put some lotion into her pussy. And at last we laid down on the bed hugging each other’s naked body. We were so innocent then. We didn’t know what was waiting for us in near future, especially for her. (contd.) [Next Update is on Saturday (14.06.25) on 11 am]
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12-06-2025, 09:32 PM
Pretty good start and nice writing. I would like to point to a fact stated in the story which I think is an unintentional mistake. Frankenstein was not the name of the monster, he was the creator of that monster. His name was Victor Frankenstein, the scientist who tried to play god. As in Mary Shelley's famous novel. So, in your story, as per the narrative it should be the hubby played Frankenstein and made Frankenstein's monster out of his beloved wife.
And please, try to insert a line gap between two paragraphs in the post. On word file, there is no problem. However, here in the post editor, simple copy-paste from the word file will not work. You will have to add one more line-break between two paragraphs. Keep Going. Eagerly Waiting for the Next...
14-06-2025, 11:00 AM
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Part 2 – Pihu’s First Step To Debauchery
Today, when I have sat down to tell you the story of Pihu and me after so many years, only one question is arising in my mind. After all, where did all this start from? It could not have happened suddenly one day, right? Then how and when? After so many days, while searching in my memories, I finally remembered the day when Pihu's journey to debauchery actually started. But I will not tell you the incident of that day immediately, rather I would like to start my story from exactly one day before that. That day, both of us had no idea that how our small world was going to change completely and abruptly in the future, especially for Pihu. Before that, both of us were busy in our personal lives. It had been almost a year and half of our marriage. Pihu had become a full housewife till then. As I had a transferable job, so we had to travel different places to settle down. We had recently moved in a new town just a month before. We took a 2BHK flat in an apartment. It was a higher middle class apartment. In mere few days Pihu had settled down for two of us. We were both very happy in our married life. I worked in my office and she managed our small household. Our sexual life was very healthy and innovative in all the ways. I used to role play with Pihu almost every night. I was fulfilled my sexual desire through this. I become caretaker, watchman, milkman, vegetable man, cable guy, grocery man etc. in every night to intimate with her. Become an unknown men I used to fuck her forcibly. At first Pihu had a huge hesitant to do this. She was not feeling comfortable to do role play with me. She wanted it very straight and simplest way, as the many others do usually. But I wanted innovation and thrill in our sexual process. In my opinion sex is the process of making bond of love between husband and wife. We all should do innovation to make this process more colorful. Gradually Pihu got used to with it. And one night she admitted it this role play excited her as well just like me. She imagined me as some unknown man rather than her husband. And the mixture of fear and thrill in this process helps her to get orgasms more quickly. I was happy to hear that. Pihu was changing. But till then I never thought of sharing her with anybody. We just love to play in ourselves only. But things were going to change very soon. It was a Friday evening. My office been closed in weekends. So next two days we were free to do anything. Usually we do sex every night. But in weekends we both become wild. We execute all the wildest and kinkiest thought breeding our mind through all the weekdays. I was very happy for upcoming holiday. I was watching TV in the drawing room. And Pihu was busy in making dinner for us in the adjacent kitchen. I could hear her clearly doing her chores into the kitchen even from the drawing room. It was almost 7.30 in the evening. I stood up and went to the kitchen. Pihu was so busy at her work that she didn’t notice me coming. She had her back to me. I closely observed my wife from back. She had worn a printed cotton maxi. I was sure that she hadn’t her bra under it. But she had her panty. I observed her big butts minutely. It looked so delicious. I got arousal in no time. I tiptoed towards her and suddenly hugged her from behind. For my swift approach to her, she literally jumped in shock. She turned her face and saw me. She smiled cutely. And said, “What are doing, darling? You make me fear.” I smiled at her back and replied, “I am not making my cute baby, fear. But I am making love to her.” She tried to get rid of me. But she failed miserably. Once again she told in a mild complaining voice, “Please, leave me now. I am doing my chores. Go, and watch TV. I will join you soon.” But I didn’t bother myself hearing her. I placed my lips on her open shoulder and passed a sloppy kiss there. Then I started to linger my lips on her face to cheek. I bit her earlobes too. I knew it make her horny. And my sole intention was that. I placed my hands on her boobs and hold one over her maxi. It felt so soft! I pressed it slightly. “Ummm…don’t do this now...” She told in slightly shaky voice. I knew she was going to lose her control any time soon. I pulled her maxi up to her waist to uncover her glorious fluffy butts glistening into light. The tiny panty was stuck between her ass cracks. I pulled her panty aside. Her tiny little clenching ass hole was fully uncovered to me. I pulled my Bermuda down and placed my erected dick just over her ass hole and started rubbing over and over on it to make it wet enough. Pihu could sense my intention. She told me loudly, “Bijan, don’t do it. I forbade you not to enter your tool into my anus. I will not let you do this. I will have enormous pain.” I tried several times to penetrate into her ass. But she never let me. Once I tried to enter my finger into her anus. She said it was unbearable. After that she never permit again. I didn’t want to ruin this evening with arguing her. I didn’t want to spoil her mood at all right then. So I changed my maneuver to her. I slightly pushed her panty aside to uncover her pussy. I reached my hand towards it. I directly put my finger inside into her. It was got drenched already. I slowly started lingering my finger on to her pussy to make it juicier. Sometimes I flickered my finger on her erecting clit, which is the most sensitive body part she ever had. Pihu was shaking continuously. She was holding my hands, but she couldn’t able to resist me doing so. I was lingering my finger inside her more freely. I could sense my finger was being dripping wet by her leaked juice. Pihu started making a muffled gurgling sound from her throat. And gradually it was getting louder as my finger was roaming freely into her. I started to lick her neck with my tongue to make her more vulnerable. She couldn’t help but make a loud moan, “Ummmm…” and hold my dick firmly. She started to stroke it upward and downward. We were making some intimate moves in the kitchen right then. At last she accepted her defeat to me. Holding the kitchen table with both of her hands, she stood bending before me. And widening her legs enough apart she beckoned before me to enter my tool into herself. I hold her waist tightly and she guided and placed my dick right before her pussy hole. We, both were ready for a wild ramming, but “Rrrringg…” our doorbell rang harshly exact at that fucking moment. First of all, we both ignored it once. I was going to make the push into her, but it happened again. “Rrrring….” Once again our fucking doorbell rang loudly. We were forced to stop.
Pihu turned back to me and asked in a shaky voice, “Who it could be, at this time?” She was right. It was almost 8 at night. We didn’t accept anyone at that time. So who he could be? Till then once again doorbell rang. I shouted at it, “Coming! Stop ringing the bell.” I thought it could be either caretaker or night watchman. I put on my Bermuda once again, though I had a clear bulge in front of me. Pihu also adjusted her clothes as much as she could. She tried her best though she was shaking till then. I came out of our kitchen and went to open the door. I watched through peep hole. I could watch a body of a man. I tried to see his face, but I failed. I opened the door with great frustration. But I got amazed after opening the door. It was none other than, Ani, Animesh, my younger cousin brother. After opening the gate he rushed towards me and hugged me tightly as well. He told me in a glee voice, “Hi dadabhai (elder brother), how are you and boudi (sister-in-law)?” I was too happy to see him. Actually he born and brought up in Mumbai. At the time of our marriage due to his job he couldn’t attend. I met with him after a long. I replied him happily, “What a pleasant surprise, Ani. What are you doing here right now? I can’t believe my own fucking eyes. Have you really come to our house, or am I daydreaming?” He laughed a lot. He pinched me on my hand and told, “It’s really me. Will you not let me come in your house at all, dadabhai?” I told immediately, “Oh, I’m so sorry. Please do come in.” He took his luggage and came in. I locked the door back and let him to the drawing room. He sat on the sofa. I sat beside him and asked, “Now tell me, how you come here so suddenly? You should inform me before. I shall pick you up from the airport.” He told, “I have a shooting here after three days. So I have come. And I didn’t inform you because I don’t want to spoil both of your surprise. By the way, where my loving and beautiful boudi? Call her. I have talked with her in video call only till date. I am so eager to meet with her in person.” I knew Ani was a short film director in Mumbai. So, he had come here for his shooting purpose. Suddenly I reminded about Pihu. I was going to call her, but before that she came out from the kitchen. She had already heard us. But she was seemingly hesitating to come before Ani. She didn’t wear bra inside her maxi. Moreover that sometimes before we had an intimated action. Her maxi had been wrinkled very badly during our wild love making in the kitchen. All her hair were messy unnaturally. Her face had reddened and had sweat all over it. She was looking fully unusual and indifferent. She combed her hair with her hands and tightened it with a rubber band. Then she came forward to us. Looking at her, Ani literally jumped on his own feet to rush towards her grabbed her hands and shook. He told in warm, charming and gleeful voice, “Hi boudi, remember me. I’m Ani. Animesh. We have talked in video call after your marriage.” Pihu smiled a little and said, “Of course Ani, I can remember you. You are the sweet cousin brother of Bijan. How can I forget my little devar (brother-in-law)? But I am very angry on you, Ani.” Pihu told this mocking at him. He replied swiftly, “And let me know, why so, my cutie boudi? What have I done now?” Pihu chuckled at him and said, “You might not have done now, but you have done it before. Why didn’t you come at our wedding?” Ani get relaxed and said, “Oh boudi, you really frightened me. You know my job. I had to go South India for a shooting then. I really tried my best to come but I didn’t manage. Please forgive your little brother.” He hold his both ears. We three burst into laugh. Pihu said, “I can’t win on you. You are truly invincible in talking. Sit and chat with your dadabhai, let me give you a glass of water.” Pihu went back to the kitchen. Ani came back to me. He sat on the sofa. We started to chat. Pihu came back with a glass of water. She bent down and kept the glass on the table in front of Ani. I told before that, Pihu didn’t had her bra inside her maxi. So when she bent to keep the glass on the table, her boobs were clearly been seen through her maxi. I glanced at Ani. His sight was stuck at her boobs. Pihu suddenly realized this and stood up straight swiftly. In a flash Ani managed himself and picked the glass. After drinking he kept the glass back on the table. Pihu had to bend to pick it up. But this time she placed her hand before her maxi and bend and picked the glass up. She hurriedly went back to the kitchen. I could clearly see Ani was gazing at the bubbling butt of Pihu. Suddenly I could sense an arousal in to my crotch. A thought just hit on my brain. My younger cousin brother had just seen the boobs of my married wife and he was gazing at her ass and I was literally aroused by this??? How it could be??? But in a moment we both went back in normal talking. But this incident was well stuck into mind firmly. I thought this incident was completely over. But it wasn’t at all. How I could be so fucking wrong? Ani, Animesh is my cousin brother. His parents went to Mumbai to settle down. He born there. He is extremely extrovert and fun loving guy. He can flirt with any girl within a flash. He is handsome, tall, had a well maintained muscular body. He was just in his 25 then. Any girl would easily fall for him. Ani could also understand he had created an awkward moment for him and for Pihu obviously. He knew very well that Pihu is very shy in nature. So for her it must not be a small incident to forget. After that Pihu went to our bedroom and changed her clothes into saree and blouse. I was sure she had her bra and panty properly. She didn’t want to make any scene before Ani anymore. Though she thought Ani as her younger brother, and Ani just couldn’t help himself but gazed a little to her well exposed private body part which was a purely accident. So after coming back she behaved normally with Ani and started to chat with him. Ani was too smart to mold the situation in any cast. He too behaved that it was just mere an accident. Ani informed us that he would spent that weekend with us. He would left in Monday morning early. Then he would start his shooting. Pihu was showing such eagerness to hear the famous or infamous Bollywood gossip. And Ani was supplying her enough. They both bonded very fast. Pihu was hearing him enchanted. Ani was stating elaborately how the shooting process happens. Time passed very well. At the dining table we sat three to dine. Pihu was serving us. Suddenly Ani passed a comment to her, “Boudi, why don’t you try in acting? Just look at you, how beautiful you are! You will accepted so easily, I will take bet for that.” Pihu just looked at me and then towards him. And then burst into laugh so loudly. She said, “Uf, Ani, you are such a flirty guy indeed! I will act in cinema??? I am too dumb to become an actress.” But Ani said in a solemn voice, “But boudi, I am grave serious about this. You should try at least once.” He paused a little and stated again, “Why don’t you have a photo shoot for yourself? I have a plan. Next time when I will come back to your place, I will have my camera with me. I will do it for you then. I will help you to shoot a professional photo shoot. And I will have a set with me. I will try my best to give you a role.” Pihu once again laughed, “Oh, I will go directly Bollywood. Ok then, deal. You must settle my photo shoot next time.” I was full in silent during this conversation. I had no issue for Pihu acting in cinema or made her debut in Bollywood or Tollywood. But during this I was making my mind in anything else. Pihu also observed me being silent. She supposed that I was angry to see her more free with Ani. She controlled herself. But I didn’t want to spoil her mood. I joined in it too, “So Ani, what do you think. With Which hero Pihu should made her debut. Aamir, Shahrukh or Salman?” Pihu once again burst in laugh. Ani said, “Please dadabhai stop it. I was serious. And you both are making fun of it. I know, you both are pulling my legs. Well then, I will show you next time.” We had our dinner and went away. We had two bedrooms. One was larger in size, which was our bedroom. And another was smaller. Pihu settled this room for Ani. After dinner he bade us good night and went to sleep. I too went in our bedroom and waited for Pihu to join me. After completing her chores she entered into our bedroom. She locked the door. And started to remove her clothes. She couldn’t sleep in saree at night. She removed her saree, blouse petticoat, bra and panty one after another. Then she put her maxi on and started to comb her hair. Suddenly she said, “Ani is really a flamboyant boy. Isn’t he? He was continuously flirting me? Have you seen?” I replied her, “yeah, I had. You too was free to him as well. I am happy to see this.” Pihu turned her face to me and said, “Bijan, he is your brother, not mine. If I behaved unnatural to him, it will affect your name, not mine. And for your kind information, I was not too much free with him. I was just accompany him in talk.” I said, “Don’t be angry, darling. I don’t mind it at all. You have done so well. I am so much proud of you. Now, I have a plan for tonight.” She replied combing her hair, “And what is that?” I told, “First you come to me, then I will say it.” She came to me and sat beside me, “Now tell me. What have you planned in your mischievous mind? As I know you very well, let me guess it for you.” I said, “With my pleasure. Go on.” She chuckled at me and said, “You want to play the role as Ani for tonight. Ami I right?” I was truly shocked. How could she so fucking right? I was planning exactly so. Pihu laughed silently at me and said, “Don’t be so amazed, darling! I know you very well. I assumed it in dining table. You started day dreaming there already. You had a clearly bulge in your Bermuda. I had noticed you were rubbing your tool under the table. Bijan, you are truly a pervert!” I smiled at her back and told, “Please darling, don’t be too harsh to me by calling me that. I was just imagine my loving, flirty younger brother with you.” Now Pihu was amazed by hearing me, “You were imagining me having sex with your brother? How could you?! He is more than 3 years younger than me!!! I suppose him as my brother. And you just imagined me having sex with him?” Pihu told in a loud voice. I shushed her immediately. Ani could easily hear us. I told in a hushed voice, “Darling, please don’t shout. Ani can hear us. Please, don’t judge me wrong. I was not saying that you were having sex directly with him. Instead, I am acting as him to have sex with you.” Pihu also become conscious about Ani’s presence in the adjacent room of us. She told in hushed voice too, “That’s not changing the scenario at all, Bijan. It’s not the point is you were fucking me. The point is you were imaging yourself as Ani was fucking me. So indirectly, it’s as same as before. You were imaging your wife having sex with your younger brother. I can’t believe your thoughts. I just can’t. They are far beyond my limits.” I calmed her, “Just calm down, darling. You are over reacting. We had sex several times before assuming me as other men rather than your husband. This is called a role play. I just want to play Ani’s role as well. It doesn’t mean that Ani is fucking you or you are having sex with my cousin brother as well. It is simple as the other role play we do.” Hearing this Pihu got silence. I said, “Don’t think so hard, darling. It just for fun. Come to me. Ooops, come to your beloved devar.” Pihu chuckled again and hit on my chest. Said, “You are such a pervert of beyond.” She placed her lips on mine and shared a passionate kiss. Till then I was pressing her boobs over maxi. I removed her maxi and started licking all her body with my tongue especially her beautiful pussy. She was moaning to have my tongue on her pussy, “Oh Bijan, please have me now.” I stopped at once and corrected her, “Uhm, I am not Bijan. I am your devar, Ani. Will you call me by my name please, boudi?” Pihu once again smiled and buried my face on her pussy and started moaning, “Aaah, Ani, you are so good in that. You’re licking me so well. You have made me so wet. Please Ani, I want you inside me right NOW. Please fuck me. Fuck me as hell, Ani…” I laid down on the bed on my back. She rode on me. She placed my dick on her pussy and sat on it. My dick was vanished fully into her well drenched pussy. She started jumping over me. My dick was in and out from her pussy well. I was holding her waist to balance her body. She continuously jumped over me and wailed as well, “Aah Ani, you are fucking me so well. Your dick is fucking my pussy completely. I want your cum right inside my slutty pussy. Please empty your cum in your beloved boudi’s pussy. I want it all.” I too joined her, “I will boudi. I will fill your loving pussy with my cum. I want to impregnate you with my baby. Will you conceive my baby, boudi?” She screamed, “I will, Ani. I will have your baby in my womb. Please, fuck me harder, Ani. Fuck harder your bitchy boudi as much you can. Harder, Ani, Harder. Please spank my ass red, Ani. Please, punish your naughty boudi. Spank me hard, Ani. Please.” I got surprised to hear her. She didn’t like be hit during sex. I tried to spank couple of time. She told me not to do that. But today she was commanding directly to spank her ass to make it red. Was she really in herself? Or she went away? She screamed again, “Please Ani, spank your boudi’s ass in red. Don’t you love my ass, Ani?” I replied quickly, “I do, boudi. I do. I love your ass.” I started hitting her ass as hard as I could. In a while I reddened her ass. Yet she wailed, “I want more, Ani. I want more.” She never stopped jumping over my dick during all these. She was continuously jumping up and down. In the mean time she had her orgasms couple of time. She had released her juice directly on my dick. Yet she didn’t stop. She went mad then. But I could not control myself. I entered my dick fully into her and filled her pussy with my cum. She had her head on my chest. She was panting vigorously. She had sweat all over her body. Soon she calmed down. I kissed on her lips. Asked her, “Do you have fun darling?” She replied, “Yes I do. You make me cum twice.” I replied, “Not me, darling. It’s Ani who makes you cum twice.” Pihu laughed shyly, “Yeah you are right. I was imagining him during all these times. And it helped me to have orgasms.” I asked her, “Do you want him doing in real?” She looked at me, “You are truly such a pervert.” She went to sleep. But I couldn’t. Because I could clearly see someone’s shadow below of the door. Pihu didn’t notice. While she was screaming Ani’s name aloud. The shadow was behind our door. As there was none other than Ani in this house, so it must be him only. He was standing still during all the time of our sex. After Pihu got her climax he went away. He could hear Pihu calling his name aloud during having sex with husband. Did he mind? I doubt so. Lying beside my sleeping beauty I was thinking something really out of the box. I had my arousal just thinking of it. Clearly I could not sleep that night at all. (Contd.) [Next Update is on on Tuesday (17.06.25) 11 am]
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14-06-2025, 11:24 AM
(12-06-2025, 09:32 PM)ray.rowdy Wrote: First of all, thanks for commenting. And what you have said is true. The monster mentioned in the famous Gothic novel 'Frankenstein' written by Mary Shelley, in fact, has no name in the novel. Most of the time, it has been mentioned by the name of "the Creature". Later, when the novel was made into a Hollywood movie, it was made by the name of Frankenstein. There is also a misconception among people that the name of that creature was Frankenstein, which is wrong. It is not the name of that creature, it is the name of its owner. As you have also told. I mentioned that name here so that people can understand that monster or the Creature by that name. Anyway, after telling, I have corrected that mistake. If I make any mistake in the future, please feel free to tell me, so that I can correct it. And as for line break between two paragraphs I have also that corrected. It's my pleasure for knowing that you've already liked the story. please keep reading, commenting and motivating me as always.
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16-06-2025, 03:08 AM
Nice episode. Going nicely. Keep it up. Well, the font size is fine. However, would you mind keeping the font colour default black only?
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17-06-2025, 11:00 AM
(16-06-2025, 03:08 AM)ray.rowdy Wrote: Ok. As you wish. I thank to you that you like it. Anyway I think only you like this story so far. 2 days gone, not a single comment except yours. It's ok. What can I do except keep posting. I should. And I will. ???
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17-06-2025, 11:03 AM
Part 3 – Pihu’s Wild Imagination Got Harsh Shape In Reality
Pihu’s POV- Today for the first time I have come to know that Bijan, my husband, is sharing some dark and deep truths of our life with you in the form of an interesting story. And to be honest, I have no objection to this. And I think I shouldn't have any. If you people ask me whether I or he feel ashamed of telling all these dark and disgusting truths after so many days. Then my answer will be a clear NO. We have no hesitation, no regrets and no shame in narrating all these incidents in the form of a story to all of you. I feel that we have not done any such disgusting thing in our life that we should feel regret, hesitation or shame. Whatever we have done, we have done it after thinking and especially after discussing it with each other. We have never thought of cheating each other. We did it only for our own fun and enjoyment. There is only one reason for me to narrate this part of the story, that whatever happened to me that day, my wish was also included in it. Well, without wasting much of your time, I will take the story forward. Very next day my sleep broke in usual time. Last night I had a wild imaginary scenario in my head while having sex with Bijan. I woke up. I had been lying all naked. I could see myself fully naked in the mirror. I shied a little. Beside me, Bijan was snoring aloud. I picked my maxi up from the floor. I wore it. At first I thought to wear bra underneath it. But then I denied it myself. I presumed that Ani might be sleeping in his room. And I will have my bath at first. Then I will wear saree. Last evening while I bent to keep the glass on the table I had forgot that I hadn’t my bra. And Ani gazed on my whitish lovely boobs. As being a woman I could easily assume that a boy gazing at my body. I stood straight swiftly. But I couldn’t forget the cold gaze of Ani towards my boobs. During sex I was imagining that Ani was fucking me instead of my husband. I had my orgasms very hard just imagining this. But I felt shy now. This is only for Bijan. He is making me naughty day by day just like him. He has a very perverted mind, I had to admit. Every night he acts as a third person while having sex with me. Last night he acted of being Ani, his cousin brother. I opened the door of our bedroom and went to the direction of our bathroom. We have only one common bathroom in this flat. I had to go past Ani’s room to reach to the bathroom. While I was going before Ani’s room, I saw the door of his room was vast open. I could clearly hear his breathing sound as well. I couldn’t stop myself but sneaked into his room. This room was small. There was just a single bed in this room. Ani was lying on his back. It was a summer day. The fan was on. But he had a thin bed sheet over him. And the reason of that was clear enough in front of me and my eyes either. It could clearly be seen a huge bulge underneath that bed sheet. As a married woman, I was fully aware what it could be. But I was amazed to see the size. It clearly two times bigger than Bijan has. At first I supposed to sneak out of the room. But I couldn’t stop myself to look into it. My whole body was shaking in thrill. I tiptoed to his bed. And hold the bed sheet in my heavily shaky hand and pushed it aside a little. I could not help myself but gasping to see this. It was huge!!! I have never seen a man’s private part other than Bijan’s. Bijan has an average sized dick. But Ani had a two times bigger than him. It was equally thick and black in color. Ani had shaved his pubic hair neatly. I like to shave my pussy every single day. Bijan always helps me in cleaning my pussy and armpits as well. I shave his crotch too. I don’t like hairy down there. I became happy to see Ani had shaved down there too. I smiled a little. I observed Ani’s dick very closely. His dick was seemed like fully erected and it was dangling in to the thin air. I thought I should get out of the room at once. If Ani woke I will get into a false position before him. But I couldn’t resist myself. I wanted deliberately to touch that once. I never touch any man’s dick other that Bijan’s. Moreover Ani was Bijan’s cousin brother. Even he was 3 years younger than me. Yet I wanted to touch his dick. I looked at Ani’s face. He was sleeping like a cute baby. He was breathing normally. I assured myself and went enough close to his dick. I didn’t breathe at all. I didn’t want to wake Ani up anyhow. I kept one of my fingers on his dick tip slowly. I saw he had a drop of pre cum on his dick tip. I once again looked at Ani. He was sleeping as usual. But how it could happen? I picked the drop of his pre cum and put it in my mouth directly. This incident was happened almost 4 years ago. But till date I can’t figure out why I did exactly so that day. This small step exposed me to a new world of decadence. But it was so tasty! I felt a sensation between my legs. In my shaky hands I hold his dick slightly. I supposed I was holding a living snake into my palm! It was moving slowly into my fist. It was clearly bigger and thicker than Bijan’s. I wanted to rub it but I didn’t dare to do so. I released it and got out of the room and didn’t turn back. I ran to the bathroom. Locking the room I sat on the commode. I could sense a weird feelings into my pussy so hard, which I never felt before. I had to do something to calm myself. Being numb at that very moment, I put my fingers into my pussy. It was wet already! It was leaking and drenching itself by its own fresh juice. I wasn’t in myself. I surely went mad. A narrow stream of my juice was coming from my sweet little honeypot. I kept it on my finger and licked it too. I felt it was as tasty as Ani’s. I never tasted my own juice before. But I should. It was so tasty. I put my finger entirely and started lingering it inside ferociously. I wanted to release as soon as possible. I closed my eyes and imagine Ani is fucking me inside our bedroom, instead of Bijan. It was a wild imagination, I must admit. But I couldn’t help myself but carry on. I continuously flickered my finger into my honeypot. I was literally fucking myself imagining my little brother-in-law. Gradually I increased the pace of my finger. I couldn’t resist myself from moaning. I moaned in husky voice, “Ohh, Ani, you’re doing so well. Keep fucking me. Please fuck your slutty boudi harder as much as you can. Keep fucking me. Keep fucking me…harder…” I was fingering my pussy sitting on the commode seat with having both my husband and brother-in-law present in the house. I didn’t care about themselves. I lost fully into myself. I was fingering in the speed of light, I suppose. In a flash, I couldn’t sense my lower body. It was shaking vigorously and with a loud bang I came so hard. A thick line of juice drenched up to my wrist. It was so amazing feeling to have! I came for a while. I closed my eyes and kept panting heavily. I slowly removed my finger from my pussy and once again put into my mouth. I tasted my own freshly released juice. I tasted it fully licking it by my tongue. I loved it so much. Soon, I got a huge pressure of pee. I had to pee. I released my pee on that commode with a loud “hissss….” Sound. My pussy released all my juice with the pee. I hold the jet spray directly towards my pussy and opened it. A strong torrent of water directly hit on my delicate pussy and washed it thoroughly. But the water current made a new sensation down there. I put it into my pussy. The water was running speedily inside me. I was in heaven then. I never think mere a jet spray could help me to get a quick orgasm. I was discovering something new to this morning. In a while I came twice. It felt me so relaxed and fresh. I gained my consciousness back gradually. It was getting so late already. I washed my pussy thoroughly and bathed at last to freshen myself.
I kept doing all my chores normally all the day. But I always had the same scenario of Ani’s dangling dick into the air in my brain. At first I thought Ani might had felt something. But he behaved with me normally. I served them breakfast. Bijan was also quiet form the morning. I was sure he was must planning something related to Ani and me. But this time it didn’t feel me weird. Instead I felt it differently. It made me wet between my legs. I could easily sense the wetness into my pussy. I had to change my panty several times throughout the day. Because I wetted my panty with my own juice just imagining Ani with me. I was surely going mad. Time passed on its own rhythm. Nothing special or weird happened to either with me or Ani. All three of us were quite normal. It was the time of dusk. The day light was darkening slowly. We all sit in our drawing room, suddenly Ani asked to Bijan, “Oh dadabhai, I am really very sorry.” Both of us were amazed hearing him. With shock Bijan asked him, “And why so?” Ani chuckled a little and said, “Because, I had a great surprise for you. But I totally forgot.” Bijan asked again, “What kind of surprise, Ani?” Ani stood up and said, “Just a minute, dadabhai. I will come.” Saying this he entered hurriedly into his room. Bijan looked at me surprisingly. But I couldn’t help him. I was totally amazed like him actually. After a while, Ani returned back to us. And this time he had something in his hand. Seeing that thing, Bijan literally jumped on his feet. Because Ani was holding a bottle of alcohol. I knew Bijan drinks alcohol. But he used to drink occasionally. And today he had his own reason to drink. I don’t like him drinking at all because after drinking he became out of control. And then I only have to manage Him. And didn’t want to make any fuss before Ani but I afraid I won’t be able to resist Bijan. Ani said, “Look, dadabhai, what I have for you.” Bijan said in a cheerful voice, “Wow Ani, I love it.” Ani nodded his head and replied, “I know. That’s why I bring it only for you. I could not be able to join your wedding. Today I want to celebrate properly with both of you.” I replied quickly, “Um, Ani. Sorry but I don’t drink. Actually, I can’t tolerate the smell. If I try to do so, I will surely vomit.” Listening me Ani seemingly became sad in a flash. He said to me, ”Please boudi, don’t spoil the spirit. I have bring this to enjoy both of you.” I told him explaining, “I know that very well, Ani. But I really can’t. But don’t lose your hope, buddy. You two enjoy yourselves. I’ll join you. But I won’t drink.” Ani could understand my point and said, “But boudi…” Now Bijan forcibly stopped him. “Don’t force her, Ani. If she doesn’t like to drink, it’s ok. Let’s enjoy us in our way.” At last Ani agreed. I said, “You two go and sit into our balcony. I will serve you, guys.” Ani and Bijan went away. We have a small balcony in our resident. There was a small sitting arrangements for Bijan and me. Sometimes we have snacks and tea in the evening while talking with each other. They both went and sit there. I gave them glasses, ice and some snacks too. Ani opened the bottle and poured into two glasses. And added some ice to it. They had their glass. But before Bijan went to sip in his glass, I told him, “Bijan, please stay in your limit.” Ani stopped me by saying, “Boudi, please don’t resist him tonight.” I said, “Okay guys, let’s enjoy yourselves.” Ani asked me surprisingly, “Won’t you join us?” I said, “I will. Let me change my saree first.” He said, “Okay, carry on. I will wait for you.” I came back to our bedroom. I had a weird feeling in my mind. I wanted to wear anything for Ani only. I wore a pink chiffon saree with a matching sleeveless blouse. Bijan gifted me this saree on our first ever marriage anniversary. I didn’t wear it before. I had bra and panty properly underneath the saree and blouse. I wore the saree well below my navel. The saree was dbangd over my body showed off my heavy bosoms and deep cleavage. One could clearly and easily see my well maintained famine figure under that transparent saree. I didn’t want to do heavy makeup. So I touched up a little. I put a maroon shade matte gloss lipstick on my lips. I combed my hair and tied to make a lose bun in the end. I wore a thin necklace around my neck. After looking at myself carefully in the mirror for a while, I came out from the bedroom. I reached to the balcony. I saw, during this time Bijan had finished almost four to five pegs. But Ani was having his drink very slowly. He might have his second peg, I presume. "It's a little late to get ready. Have you mind, Ani?" I said with a soft smile. In the flickering lights coming from outside, Ani looked at me. For a moment, he was seemingly so stunned seeing me, that he could not utter a word. Rather he kept looking at me mesmerizingly. Clearly he was trying to enjoy my gorgeous body with his look. I felt so strange. I looked back into the eyes of Ani. I realized in that very moment that I had also started enjoying his attraction to me. Smiling at him, I snapped my fingers before his eyes and said, “Waky, waky, li’ll boy!!” He got back to reality in a flash. He managed himself too quickly and passed a little smirk back to me. Ani gave me a chair. He pulled a small stool from the corner of the balcony and sat down, almost touching my body. Ani and I were on the opposite side of Bijan. He continuously gazing at both of us, especially on Ani. Ignoring him right then, I teased Ani a little. “Where had you gone, Ani?” He sipped into his glass a little and replied, “Nowhere, boudi. I never see you like this before. So I got surprised.” I teased him more, “Like how? Am I not looking pretty enough?” He leaned to me and whispered at my ear, “You are looking far more than that, believe me, boudi. You can bet for that surely.” Suddenly Bijan said, “Ani, do you know, your boudi can sing so sweetly. Ask her to sing a song.” Ani replied, “Is that so? In that case, you have to sing a song, for me, my lady!” I blushed a little. I replied, “Oh, Ani, don’t believe your dadabhai at all. I am mere a bathroom singer.” Hearing me Ani winked at me and said, “Then, please come out from the bathroom for me. And please sing a song.” I was so surprised to see his flirting skill. He was best in his way. I was convinced. And started singing. Our party got heated in no time. I usually sing quite well. My voice sounded unearthly beautiful in such a magical environment in the midst of that half-darkness. I completed the song. Quickly Ani requested me to sing another. I started singing again. It went on. At the end of each song, Ani would push Bijan forward a peg. As the night progressed, their voices started to rise. All the blabbering and nonsensical chat started to seem normal. I saw Ani was doing a lot of flirting with me and occasionally placing his hand lightly over my open shoulder many times. I didn’t bother for that at all. Suddenly Bijan started telling his stories from college and college life. He told about his darkest fantasies to Ani. Gradually, the events of his college life began to repeat themselves, and I thought with time they become darker and darker. Soon Ani joined him too. He was talking about various sex scandals of many heroines in a very raw manner. I started to feel embarrassment hearing those wild stories. "If you guys continue to be such a nuisance, I'll go back," at last I stood up in a feigned anger, and then happened a mishap. When Ani sat down next to me with a stool, the stool leg got stuck on the end of pleats of my saree. As soon as I stood up, the pleats fell off my body. My proud bosoms, deep cleavage, protruding nipples and folds of my body were all exposed in a flash. All of their four eyes were glued to every movement of my body. I flinched a little in a misbalance. Then, like an idiot, I leaned over Ani and started pulling on my pleats under of his stool. They both were silently enjoying my momentary nakedness. With each jerk, my boobs slowly protruded and slipped past the tight binding of my sleeveless blouse. After trying for a while, I gave up and stood straight. I was sweating like a hell. All my clothes were wet and slippery with sweat. The blue designer bra inside is clearly visible to them. The sweaty bosoms and the area around the navel are sparkling in the dim light. “Bijan, Ani please...don't look at me like that. Help me, guys...please!!!”, suddenly I said in a loud and tearful voice. They gained their consciousness back soon. Bijan stood up straight and pulled the stool away from Ani. Ani stumbled and fell literally over me from the stool. The hem of my beautiful saree has become frayed. And a little bit more is left to tear. I caught and hold Ani from falling over the floor. The whole body weight of him was on me. I could sense his face and his hot breathe over my chest. By which I was more sweating. Then Ani stood up and grabbed me from behind my neck. Before I could know anything, he lowered a hand over my shoulder and onto my chest. I could not stop myself but made a sound like a moan. "Ani, what are you...", Both of us fumbled a little. Bijan looked at Ani and took a giant leap and came in front of him. By the mean time I sensed Ani's right hand had entered into my blouse and crushed my left tit slightly. And he was holding my bare navel with his other hand. Bijan tried to pull Ani off me. And due to this pulling, Ani’s hand got stuck and three top buttons of my blouse got torn. And my bra started to be well visible from inside my torn blouse. As Ani is healthier than Bijan, so he failed to pull Ani aside. Instead, Ani controlled himself and stood straight from my chest. As soon as he loosened his hand from my neck, I fall down on the floor with a loud thud. Ani picked me up by the legs in a flash. There was no major injury from the outside. But I got hurt on my legs and inner thighs in this process. Liquor spilled from the bottle in Bijan’s hand and soaked my saree. I could not help but vomit from the smell. I could not stop myself from doing so. I felt slightly dizzy for vomiting. The party was over. I somehow managed to wrap the saree around myself and tried walking towards the room on my crooked legs. But I failed to do so miserably. I could sense a huge pain in my leg. I sat on the floor once again. Ani picked me up from the floor into his arms. I was like a trance in Ani’s arms. I reached out and wrapped my arms around his neck. He quickly glanced at my face, but didn’t utter anything. I was too silent. He held me like a baby in his arms. He carried me to our bedroom and made me lie down on our bed. Bijan followed us and entered into the bedroom. While I was lying down, Bijan came near me took off my saree and threw it in a corner of the bedroom. There was quite a bit of space around my both elbows, to get rid of the bruises. Ani brought some medicines and band-aids in first aid box. Bijan took out two of them and applied them to my elbows. He sat next to me on the bed and started rubbing my head sweetly. We all were shocked very much for this sudden incident. Bijan suddenly noticed that three buttons of my blouse were torn due to Ani’s misbalance. Bijan unbuttoned the other two buttons and moved the blouse to the sides. My blouse also had soaked by alcohol. Bijan helped me to put it off. My fully exposed, fair boobs were somehow stuck to the bra straps. Through the net of the designer blue bra, a hint of my light brown nipples could be easily seen. They both saw several scratches where the tit groove on the left side entered the bra. The scratches were also inside. Suddenly Bijan gently kissed my chest and nipples and caressed me. I wanted to hug him back tightly and fill him with lots of love and caress. But at the presence of Ani, I could not do so. I was lying on bed half naked before Ani. I should feel shame for that. But I did not feel that. Ani said several times, “boudi please please...forgive me...this was an accident...I didn’t do it intentionally…I never want to hurt you.” I showed him my hand and asked him to calm down. I said, “I know that very well, Ani. Don’t blame yourself at all. It was nothing other than an accident. Don’t blame yourself. I am perfectly fine as before.” I pulled a thin sheet up to my neck to cover a little bit. Ani asked Bijan almost in a whisper, "Any major injuries?" He nodded his head and told, “I don’t think so.” Ani asked once again "And did you check her legs?" Bijan once again nodded, “You are right, Ani. Her knee could also be injured. We should call in a doctor". Ani said, “No, let me check first.” He came to my feet and pulled the sheet away up to my waist. Then in a flash, he pulled the sheet up to my knees. Neither Bijan, nor I didn't get a chance to interrupt or feel embarrassed. We all saw that both of my thighs were really bruised. Ani muttered, “I need to apply some ice immediately, otherwise she won’t be able to walk tomorrow due to the pain” Bijan shook his head and said from near his neck, “I’ll get it from the fridge”. Bijan left the room in a hurry. As Bijan exited from the room, Ani asked me shyly “Boudi, did I touch your chest?” I shook my head slightly and moved the sheet away from my chest and pointed at the bruises. Ani started shaking his head with a squeaking sound. He pulled the sheet back and looked at me and said, “Boudi, I’m so sorry, I didn’t think that it will happen. Please forgive me.” I could say something to Ani, in the meantime Bijan brought two ice packs into the room. Ani took them from Bijan and he sat on the bed and gently placed the packs on my thighs. I woke up a little due to pain and raised my knees a little higher. The rolled-up petticoat rose a little higher. Ani could probably see my panty because I saw that his eyes were fixed on that. I knew very well that from where he was sitting, my deep blue colored panty could be seen through the gap between my legs. I had bought it from mall some days before. It was a bit stylish and narrow. I saw Ani holding the ice pack on my thighs with one hand and gently stroking the soft flesh of my smooth thighs with the other hand. I saw Ani, almost forgetting about the ice pack, trying to fill the lower part of my thighs and the space between my thighs with his both hands. He had rolled up the petticoat all the way to my waist. The panty was now clearly visible. Ani was a little taken aback by the sight of Bijan. Then he suddenly got up and opened the balcony door. He said, “Dadabhai, you should go and relax to the balcony. I’ll apply ice packs to her legs." The man's courage is amazing. He was taking my advantage in front of my husband and then opened the door in his face and told him to leave the room behind. Bijan got up from the chair. He was going to tell him something, but before that I grabbed his clothes by the waist. I saw that he was looking towards me with a surprised view. I begged him to go out of the bedroom with my eyes. He looked at me end Ani and then nodded his head silently. He went to the balcony. He sat on the chair took his glass silently and closed the door behind him. Now in the bedroom I and Ani were all alone. (Contd.) [Next Update is on on Thursday (19.06.25) 11 am]
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19-06-2025, 11:00 AM
Part 4 – Frankenstein’s Monster In Making
If I ask you what is peace? Or in whom or which do you find peace, then you will probably name a particular thing which you are most attached to. Be it a thing or a special place or a special person, in whose presence you find peace in your mind. For me, that person is my wife, Pihu. Perhaps you will think of me as a hypocrite or a liar, but this is the truth, which I cannot change. And I do not even want to change. Because there is not even an iota of lie in the fact that how much I love my wife, and how much I want her. But if you ask me why I allow my wife to have sexual relations with other men, and why I enjoy her by getting her fucked by other men, then unfortunately I do not have any direct or clear answer to these questions. I did not have it before, and probably will not have it in the future as well. And to be honest, I don't feel like I should hold anyone else accountable for this. I feel that neither I nor my wife did anything wrong. So what is the use of this responsibility? I just wanted to present all these events in front of you all as an interesting story, and that is what I am doing. You can blame me or my wife, it won't matter to us. Today, after so many years, sometimes when I reach that particular evening in my mind, some strange questions arise in my mind, which I am unable to answer even if I want to. Who was more to blame in the incident that happened between the three of us that evening, whose work was it, all this has no meaning now after so many years. I just wanted my wife to be happy, and I did what I felt was right at that time. So let's go back to that evening again, and find out what actually happened that evening. I and Ani went to the balcony. Pihu served us with glasses, ice, snacks etc. I knew very well that, Pihu cannot bear the smell of the alcohol. Ani poured into two glasses. We had our own. We cheered to each other and sipped in one’s respective glass. Pihu went to our bedroom to change. I noticed Ani was gazing at her back. And I gazed to him only. After a while Ani became normal. We started chatting to each other. Suddenly our chat went darker. I started telling him about my fantasy about the sex. I told him about our intimated role playing. I took a sip into my glass and told him, “I know very well, Ani, that you have heard us yester night.” Ani almost choked himself. He spat out his drink at once and started coughing. He looked at me. I signaled him to be calm down with my glance at him. I gave him some time to recover. After a while, he recovered himself. He told me, “Sorry, dadabhai. I didn’t mean to do that. I heard you both calling my name, especially boudi. So I went to …” I stopped him at once, “I am not blaming you, Ani. You don’t need to apologize at all. I am not mad on you. It’s quite normal. If I was in your place, I might do the same as you.” He listened me silently. Then he said, “I know. I love you both very much. And I respect both you too. You both are much elder than me. Even she also thinks me like her own brother. But I want to tell you something.” I asked him, “What’s that?” He calmly told, “Boudi came to my room in this morning.” He stopped abruptly. Now it was my turn to choke myself. I couldn’t believe my own fucking ears. I looked at him. Ani nodded his head and started saying, “Yeah dadabhai, you heard it right. Today morning, she came to my room. I was sleeping then. When you already know everything about me, it won't be right to hide anything from you anymore.” He stopped a little and took his sip. And then continued, “I got horny after last night. Especially thinking about boudi. After you two finished having sex, I returned to my room. I tried to sleep. But I couldn’t. My mind was processing the scenario, that boudi was having sex with you thinking about me. Even she had her climax for thinking about me only, what she admitted to you. Honestly speaking, I was dreaming about having sex with her. I am sorry, dadabhai, but it’s the fact. I couldn’t forget her for even a fraction of moment. I dreamt about her last night. Then I took off my pant and had a thin sheet over my body and went to sleep at last. Suddenly, I had a weird feeling in my body. I could sense that someone was touching my body, especially on my crotch. It felt so satisfying, I must admit. My sleep broke with that weird sensation. I was sure someone was touching my dick. But I didn’t open my eyes. I was just going to sense all that. I could feel a famine hand on my fully erected dick. Someone is holding my dick in her fist. I became sure, it was boudi. Because I could clearly smell her. I could hear the sweet tangling sounds of her bangles. Moreover I could feel her touch on my dick. I was so shocked, that I could not believe myself. At first I felt as if I was dreaming like before. But it was surely not. I was woke up as fuck. Becoming sure, I didn’t open my eyes. I acted like sleeping before her. Suddenly she let go of my dick and ran away. I sat on my bed. I heard her running to the bathroom. I came out of my room. At first I checked your room. You were sleeping peacefully. Then I went to near the bathroom. I placed my ear on the door. I could hear her as clear as ever. She might have been fingering herself, calling out my name loudly. She was thinking me having sex with her, while fingering. After a while she may got her climax. And I returned to my room. I think she is imagining herself with me. I think she’s getting weaker towards me.”
Ani stopped. I couldn’t utter a word. I couldn’t believe him either. How could Pihu do this? She knows Ani is my younger cousin brother. He is her brother-in-law. He is even 3 years younger than her. Despite all of these she did it to him. Not only that, she satisfied herself calling out his names!! It was all my fault. I made her like this. I had corrupted her mind all the way. But now what should I do? Should I talk with Pihu? Will it be right thing to do? I don’t think so. If she got to know, that Ani had told me all these, she will be feeble. I should not do so. I have to do something else. Suddenly I asked him, “Ani, will you fuck Pihu?” He looked at me in shock, as if he had seen a ghost. He couldn’t believe his ears. “You’ve gone crazy, dadabhai, you’ve become so addicted to this, please come to the reality” looking at me with narrowed eyes, Ani said to me. I told him, “I haven't gone mad, but you two might have gone. Even at this age, you are behaving with each other like a newly married couple. You both should go to shake the bed and have a wild sex. But, you’re just doing it as fun.” Ani stopped me with shaky voice, “Dadabhai, please shut up now.” I could clearly see that his hands and feet were shaking. I told him, “My wife is trying too hard to seduce you, and you will become a saintly monk? Think about Pihu for once!” I ignored his words and said to him. Ani could not remain silent any longer. He came up to me and took the glass from my hand, “You have had a lot today, dadabhai, and you have to stop right now.” I looked into his eyes and told, “Look, Ani, you have only this night left. If you want to have her, you may. I WILL NOT be bothered about that. I WILL be happy instead. I have a darkest fantasy, which I don’t tell to anybody till date, not even to your boudi.” Ani went back to his seat and asked, “And what’s that?” I took a sip and told him calmly, “Sharing my wife to others and seeing her having sex to him.” Once again Ani looked at me with an amazed look. He stammered, “Y…you are cuckold!!!???” I hold my glass high in the air and nodded my head. He stopped for a while and then told, “Are you really giving your wife’s share to me, dadabhai? You won't regret it later, will you?” Ani whispered to me. “Nope, buddy, I am damn serious. I will have neither objection nor regret ever. She’s all your for tonight. Have her however you want.” I replied, taking a sip from my glass. He too sip into his glass and told, “Okay then, deal. I will have her tonight. But I will do it in my way. You have to help me.” I told, “I am all with you, buddy. Go on.” Then Ani leaned to me and started telling about all his plan what he will go to execute after Pihu returned. He asked me to go along with this preplan. I nodded my head and agreed with him. After that we both waited for her to return. “Bijan…” I opened my eyes and looked. I saw Pihu had come to the balcony, pushing open the curtain of the double glass door. The gold bangles on her both hands were jingling, which were making a sweet sound to my ear. The necklace, which she wore around her neck this evening was missing. The tip of the vermilion on her forehead was rubbed. The only thin bed sheet she had was being held up to her chest with both hands to suppress her shame. She surely was wearing nothing else. My wife was standing before me all naked only with a thin bed sheet. The hint of her protruded nipples could be easily seen well through the thin fabric of that bed sheet. “Yes, darling. But what are you doing here? Have you both done so early?!!” I replied with a smile. Pihu’s face instantly turned red with shame. She smiled shyly and pulled the bed sheet a little from in front of her legs. Even in that half-darkness, I could clearly see the cum dripping from her pussy. She was carrying the marks of cum left by Ani in her pussy, which had now reached her thighs through her pussy. She came forward and knelt down on the floor at my feet. She said, “Bijan, Ani has told me everything. Please forgive me. I hadn’t any bad intention about Ani in my mind ever. I was just little bit curious. I wanted to see his tool only. I couldn’t resist myself from touching his tool. I went crazy, I think. I have been debauched. I am not a loyal wife any more. Please, forgive me, Bijan. Won’t you??” I could easily her tears in her eyes. I gently wiped her tears. Hold her up and kept her sit on my lap. And calmly said, “Shhh…stop it darling. I said it to Ani before. I am not mad on either you or Ani. You both haven’t do anything wrong or illegal to me. It’s quite normal as of being a human being. You are a woman. You too have your own feelings in your body as well as in your mind. And you have the full right to fulfil that feelings.” She stopped me at once, “But darling, it’s a sin. He’s your younger brother. He’s my brother-in-law. And I’m his sister-in-law. I am much elder than him. Being a wife, having sex with a third person other than my husband, is a sin. And I must have to admit that I have done the sin. I have showed disloyalty to my husband, to my family and to myself too. How can I forgive myself, Bijan? Please, tell me.” She kept weeping. I shushed her very gently. “Don’t be so harsh on yourself, baby. Let me clear one thing. You have not been disloyal not to me nor to yourself. You have your own feelings and you have to fulfil those anyhow. And for me, you don’t need to hesitate. You are my lovable wife as before. I will enjoy to see, you being satisfied by anyone. And don’t think about Ani too. He’s in our family. You have not done anything wrong.” I said and gave Pihu a wet kiss on her soft and delicate cheek. Pihu placed her head on my shoulder softly. “I love you so much, darling.” She said softly. I could see the light red love spell marks on her bare back as she was shaking her head. Today, I shared my dearest wife with my younger cousin brother Ani. No one will believe it, but it is true. Anyone could blame me as well. Could call me a pervert. But I really don’t care. I have fulfilled my own fantasy as well as her desire too. That’s enough for me. “Then why are you sitting outside and drinking alone? I don’t like it, please come inside. Ani also thinks that you are sad.” Pihu held her head up and looking into my eyes she said. I chuckled a little and told her, “Have you both been mad or something like that? There is no reason to be sad, but I can’t explain how relaxing I feel.” I stopped for a while and again told, “I don’t want to disturb you both. I wanted you would enjoy your first ever sex with a person other than me fully. Till date I have been having sex with you only by becoming another man. But today you are having it in real. So enjoy it fully. I just don’t want to ruin both of your fun by being ‘kabab mein haddi’ (disturbing element) between you two at all.” I laughed. She once again told me, “Please darling, come on inside. I don’t feel it right without you. And you said, you always want to see your wife being fucked by other man. So, don’t you want to see how your cousin brother is spoiling your wife’s delicate body?” Pihu’s words really broke my heart. For so long, I had been replaying the events that had happened since this evening in my head. In reality it’s the most heart breaking thing to share your wife with anybody else. I got up from my chair, it was getting quite hot outside now for me. Now I have to also be relaxed as them. By pinching in Pihu’s boob, I asked her, “So, how did my younger brother perform at the first round. Has he been able to satisfy enough his dearest boudi’s kinky fantasy?” Hearing my question Pihu blushed a little. Then she replied with a sweet smile, “He’s much naughtier than my husband, but he’s also a bit sweet. He cares me a lot. He enjoys too.” “And what’s about you, darling? Don’t you enjoy it?” I suddenly turned to Pihu and put my hand on her chest. I grabbed one of her boobs. I kept gently pressing it and asked. A shadow of guilt seemed to fall on her face. She said to me with a slightly mischievous look, “It’s you forced me and Ani to do this! Ani told me, how you both planned it while I went to change my saree. Bijan, you are truly a pervert!” She stopped abruptly and again said, “But believe me, darling, I am very serious about it. If you want, we both can still forget everything.” I reassured Pihu, “You are so naïve, baby, I was just kidding. Believe me, I’m perfectly okay with that. I have nothing wrong about you in my mind.” She stood up and asked, “Then why are you not coming inside? If you don’t come now, I’ll stop everything right NOW.” “You go to the bedroom, I’ll come”. Pushing Pihu to bedroom back I took up my glass. Pihu turned to me once and then went to the bedroom slowly. After calmly completing all my drink, I turned off the lights in the balcony and peeked through the blinds to see Pihu lying fully naked next to Ani, who was caressing her hair so gently. I started walking to the bedroom at last. (contd.) [Next Update is on on Saturday (21.06.25) 11 am]
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21-06-2025, 11:01 AM
Part 5 – First Ever Dip Into The Deepest Ocean Of Lust
I entered into our bedroom and slammed the door locking it. The room was well lighted up, the tube light was on. Ani was sitting on the bed with a tiny towel wrapped around his waist. Pihu, still holding the sheet to her chest, was sitting next to him on the bed. Her saree, blouse, petticoat, bra and panty were scattered all over the floor. Ani's T-shirt and Bermuda were hanging on a corner of the chair. I sat on the bed next to Pihu and pulled her head into my lap. Pihu spread her legs on Ani's lap. While caressing Pihu's hair gently, I asked Ani in a teasing voice, "How did you feel your boudi, Ani? Did you manage to pull it all the way or did you get out at the beginning? I thought you two wouldn't open the door until morning." Ani looked into my eyes "I definitely pulled the rope, dadabhai. What do you say, boudi?" Ani's hand were freely roaming all around Pihu's open thighs. Pihu blushed a little "Yah, I can't say anything. All you two wild, pervert peoples have gathered on my part." Pihu covered her face with both hands and lay down on the bed. Ani hugged her and then started kissing her neck. I got up and took out the leather handcuffs from the TV drawer. This helps us play a fun role where Pihu is my prisoner and I can do whatever I want with her. However, Pihu usually doesn't want to wear it. But according to my plan, today she has to wear it. I beckoned to Ani and showed him the thing. Ani was surprised to see it but before he could say anything, I put my finger in my mouth and told him to be quiet. Seeing that, he didn't say anything else. But a flash of electricity flashed in his eyes too. He brought her hands behind her on the pretext of talking to Pihu. Without wasting a moment, I put leather handcuffs on Pihu’s both hands and placed them on her back. Pihu felt it and tried to free herself but she couldn't handle the force of both of us. She had no choice but to surrender helplessly. Ani started gently rubbing his hands on her neck, the crook of her back and the side of her chest. I understood that she loves to play with him. But I don't always have that much patience. I pulled the sheet off Pihu's body and threw it on the floor. Pihu was still lying on her stomach, she helped me undress by lifting her stomach and waist. Ani's condition was amazing. The naked chubby ass of the person he had been thinking about in the dream for so long became restless after seeing her back. I pulled Pihu's legs and slowly pointed to Ani. First came Ani, Pihu's beloved devar. He pulled the crotch of Pihu's ass with both hands and spread it wide and inserted his fingers into her anus. I could tell by the "...mmmmmm..." sounds from Pihu's mouth and the twisting of her waist that she was enjoying it very much. Ani then narrowed his tongue and inserted it inside Pihu's ass and started licking the tiny shrunken hole to make it sloppy enough. Pihu moved and pressed her legs and tried to tie her ass tightly. But Ani had already pushed her with his shoulder and spread her legs wide. Seeing that I didn't need to pull her legs anymore, instead I used all my strength to help Ani and pulled the folds of Pihu's ass in both directions, to expose as much of Pihu's most secret part as possible. Ani started enjoying the mystery of his Pihu boudi’s body without any hesitation and I waited for my own chance.
Ani bit and sucked Pihu's fleshy ass, anal hole, inside of her ass groove, and the junction of her pussy and ass for about ten minutes. Pihu was almost dying of shame at having her ass fed to Ani. After much resistance, she finally gave up. I could see how much temptation was accumulated inside Ani for his Pihu boudi by seeing her huge ass and her tight pussy. He may never thought that the hips that he saw after coming to our house and the rhythm of her ass well hidden behind the saree would appear in front of him so easily. He might dreamt that perhaps one day he could touch a soft, tender organ of Pihu boudi. But did he imagine about sexual intercourse? Did he ever think that Pihu boudi's godlike tempted body would be shared with him like a cheap whore? Did he really think, he would be a vital part of this very first lesson in whoredom of this one-and-half-year-old Bengali housewife in front of her own husband? No, Ani probably didn't expect that much, even in his wildest and kinkiest dreams. The more Pihu tried to be slow and comfortable, the more Ani began to rush and harsh. Pihu tried to understand about the real ownership of her bubbly butt, but by that time I had leaned on her back and started kissing her passionately on his lips. "Boudi, you are really so tasty, what can I say, yes, you are far more tasty than my imagination." Ani soliloquized, licking the right wall of Pihu's ass groove, which was already wet enough with his own saliva. “Ani, please don’t do that. Not my ass, honey. I can’t bear it”, Pihu turned her head and looked at Ani, and urged to him to release her ass. But Pihu did not get any answer from either of us. “Ani, please listen to me…don’t do that with my ass. The pain will be uncontrolled for me” Pihu tried her best to convince Ani. “Boudi, you are so beautiful, you can surely ruin the whole world with your naked beauty. If you just say yes once, I can do anything and everything to have your ass.” Ani did not make any fuss at Pihu’s words. He dipped the middle finger of his right hand in saliva and inserted the middle finger into Pihu’s tiny tight ass hole. He inserted his left hand from the bottom and started rubbing her pussy at the same time. Pihu couldn’t help herself but started making “uh ah” moaning sounds with her mouth. Ani’s reckless fingers were sometimes giving her pain. I can understand from this harsh touch that her fair ass has turned red from the torture of our hands. After a while, she gave up pleading, begging and fighting and surrendered herself completely to us. “Now, I want to taste my boudi’s sweet pussy once more.” Ani proposed after satisfying his hunger and eating her ass. I untied Pihu’s hand. I know she won't stop us anymore. After lying down on her back, Pihu remained her eyes closed and she turned her head away from us. She didn't want to look at both of us. Ani did not waste time and lifted Pihu’s waist in his lap. Then he and I together started examining Pihu’s juicy soft pussy. I pulled the two clitoral curtains on both sides with two fingers. Ani started pressing gently on the area just below the pussy with two fingers of his right hand and gently inserted the middle finger of his hand into my wife’s well wet pussy. And he started stroking his finger in and out of her pussy very slowly and gently. Gradually he started increasing his speed. I lay down next to Pihu and started caressing her head and at the same time I leaned over her and started sucking her right and left nipples alternatively. I kept her nipples between my teeth and bit them. Pihu had never felt so much comfort in so many sensitive parts of her body at the same time. Without wanting it, the sound of suppressed lust slowly came out of her throat. She hold my head with her right hand and Ani’s head with her left hand. She pressed our heads on her boobs and on her pussy so hard. Ani and I dug our nails into her back. Is this what sexual excitement is called? I don’t have the answer. And I don’t need it as well. Ani started to lick Pihu’s pussy so delicately. He kept licking the whole pussy area with his tongue. He placed his tongue on her fully erected clit and started to lick it. I knew this is the most sensitive body part Pihu has. She never controlled herself whenever her clit is licked. Many times she just came so hard only been licked on her pussy by me. So Ani targeted on her clit. He rubbed the harsh part of his tongue on the sensitive tip of Pihu’s clit. It made her more horny and vulnerable at the same time. She pressed his head on her pussy even before and started making groaning sound from her throat. “Ummmm…Ani you are killing me literally…you…you are so good in licking….lick more…lick my clit more, Ani…lick more…” Ani looked up at her face and then started rubbing his tongue on her clit harder. I pushed a finger into her pussy and started fingering it. It was so hot inside and wet as well. My finger got drench in no time. I kept fingering her pussy in a steady rhythm. Due to heavy wetness into her pussy a sweet “Phach…phach...” sound was coming out from her pussy. She was not ready for this dual attack on her pussy. She tried to close her legs to restrain our attacks. But she failed to do so miserably. Both Ani and I were kept her both legs well wide. She tried her best to be relax. But she couldn’t. Suddenly her whole body started shaking vigorously. We both came to knew she will start coming any time soon. I pulled my finger off her pussy and Ani probed his tongue into her. Her waist rose high in the air and then she came. Her lower body was still shaking into that thin air. Ani was holding her waist tightly to keep her in her place. She came for a while. She never came so intensely and for so long. Ani’s face was all drench from her fresh ejaculated juice. After coming for a while Pihu’s lower body fell on the bed with a loud thud. She kept panting holding Ani’s head tightly onto her pussy. Slowly her fist got loosen. And once again Ani started to lick her pussy to clear it. After a while Ani left her pussy clean and came up to us. Pihu's eyes were still closed. She didn't have the enough courage to look at the lustful Ani. It felt like she had lost everything in front of Ani. I hold Pihu's both hands so that she couldn't hinder my dear cousin brother’s pleasure in any way. Pihu made a strange sound and turned her head to my right. Ani pressed Pihu's face with both hands and pulled her forward. He enjoyed the beauty of her beautiful face from very close and pushed her away for a while. He brought his nose very close and started rubbing her lips, chin, and eyes gently as if sniffing the scent. Even though Pihu had her eyes closed tightly, the excitement of her whole body was clearly visible in the rapid rise and fall of her chest, as if she was waiting for Ani's next move. But Ani seemed in no hurry. He placed his hands on Pihu's waist and slowly started rubbing his lips lightly on her neck and shoulders, while raising his eyes to see Pihu's reaction as if she would stop immediately if Pihu didn't tell him. Pihu had stopped fighting with me, even though I loosened the ties, she didn't move her hands herself. It seemed she was looking for a reason to lose herself under the pretext of being trapped in my hands. Ani's nose followed the groove of Pihu's chest and started embarrassing the two nipples that were protruding into the thin air. I don't know how Ani was restraining himself, at that moment I myself wanted to chew that yummy nipples to make them red. I kissed on Pihu's neck, who had her head on my shoulder. I started searching for the black mole, she had on her chin with my lips. She really likes this game. Hearing a hissing sound in her throat, I looked down and saw Ani wetting her thick boobs with his tongue, first the right one and then the left one. Pihu's pink nipples were fully exposed before him. Pihu loves playing with her boobs, that love has become even more extreme with the touch of a new man. Ani slowly came up, leaving a small bite mark on the groove of her boobs. After playing enough with her ass and her pussy for a while, he pressed his lips to Pihu's soft lips. Pihu slowly gave in to Ani's call. Both of them continued to wet each other with their lips and tongues in the juice of desire. This kiss had been brewing since then. Ani's hand slowly reached the folds of Pihu's waist, her naked stomach and touched her soft boobs. Pihu did not stop him at all. Her whole body was trembling with unbridled sexual desire. In my heart, I want Ani to tear her apart and enjoy her here in front of me. Without letting go of her hand, I moved the hair from her neck and started kissing her. I rubbed my chin and pulled a sloppy wet kiss down from her shoulders. Ani's hand was busily churning Pihu's proud boobs into his tight fist. They both were still busy kissing like crazy. I myself moved a little to the side and made room for myself. I squeezed Pihu's hands a little tighter. If I touched her harshly, Pihu's daze might break. Her current joy might fade. But I was sure Ani didn't want to stop her either. I would never come to know there was so much thrill in giving up own wife for someone else's. The first thing I did was to grab Pihu's thin waist. But being intoxicated with the moment, I couldn't control my strength. But I surely knew there was more pleasure in enjoying her bit by bit. I wrapped my arms around Pihu's waist and started kissing her navel. I inserted my tongue into her deep navel and started caressing the fair belly around her deep slit. I left Pihu and stepped back a little. Seeing Pihu's helplessness, she was trapped next to the lust of two hungry men. I was enjoying the perfection of Pihu's ass with my eyes. Suddenly I noticed that Ani’s right hand come down a lot and the groove of Pihu's ass had come out a little and Ani was trying to insert his fingers there. Seeing my younger cousin brother touching and molesting my beloved wife's ass so closely, I reached the peak of excitement. Even though she had given herself to Ani without hesitation, Pihu must have realized Ani's touch on her ass once again after so long. She started trying to free herself from the arms of both of us. But Ani was pressing Pihu's boobs sinking his teeth into the soft flesh of her chest, so why would he let her go? Ani had already pushed his hand into her ass with great difficulty, and had started moving his hand in the groove of her ass. Neither of us wanted to let go of this buttery body. I went a little closer and saw that Pihu, who was lying on the bed, was in a very bad condition. Ani was pressing Pihu's boobs with both hands without any hindrance. Pihu's boobs were almost pushing out into the air. The nipples were fully erected and coming out. Ani had inserted his tongue inside Pihu's mouth. Pihu was only making "Mmmm..." sounds. Pihu was holding the Ani’s hand over her ass with both hands. Ani was pulling her ass vigorously. He became as fierce as a tiger smelling blood. Pihu tried desperately to save her anus from being molested once again, but she failed. Ani probed his finger into her ass hole and started in and out. He was fucking her ass with his finger only. But seeming Pihu had an enormous pain into her ass. A tear could easily been seen into her both eyes. She kept trying to pull Ani’s finger off her ass. Ani beckoned at me with his eyes. I nodded my head and pushed Pihu’s hand aside and hold them tightly. Her situation was so unbearable. Ani kept his mouth on her mouth. With one hand he was pressing her boobs so hard. And with another hand he was fingering into her anus. Ani flipped Pihu over on the bed and lifted her ass in the air. “I will fuck your ass in front of dadabhai,” he said and slapped her ass hard. “Hit it, Ani, make my ass red, and then rip it apart with your thick cock!” Pihu screamed. He rubbed his cock on Pihu’s pussy and gave a hard thrust. “Ahhh, my pussy is torn, fuck me harder!” Her screams echoed through all the bedroom. Pihu’s ass was quivering with every thrust. “Your pussy is once again swallowing your cock, boudi,” Ani said and started to fuck her like a bitch. I was watching quietly, my face turned red. Pihu stopped Ani and looked at me. “Look darling, how your younger brother is fucking me like a slut,” Pihu said laughing in joy and made herself sit on his lap. He put his cock back in Pihu’s pussy, and she started bouncing on it in a flash. “Ahhh, Ani, your cock is tearing my pussy apart!” Her boobs were dancing in the thin air. Ani started sucking Pihu's lips. "Your lips are like honey, boudi, I will bite them," he said and pressed her lips with his teeth. Pihu said while squeezing his cock, "Then fuck and tear my pussy too like this!" I came near both of them, but just kept looking at. Ani laid Pihu back on the bed. Pihu's legs were hanging in the air. "Today I will fuck your ass in front of dadabhai," he said and rubbed his cock on Pihu's tiny asshole. "Put it in, Ani, deflower it, and make my ass loose by fucking it!" Pihu shouted. He shoved his cock into Pihu's ass. "Ahh, my ass is torn, fuck me harder, Ani!" Her screams grew louder even before. Juice was dripping from her pussy, and her ass was as if sucking Ani's cock. "Your ass is tighter than your pussy, boudi, I will tear it today!" Ani shouted and increased the speed of his thrusts. My mouth remained open, but I kept silence. Before this, Pihu had never enjoyed so much while fucking with me, as she was enjoying today with Ani. She pushed Ani on the bed back and climbed on his cock. “Now I will ride your cock,” she said and started bouncing with the cock inside her pussy. “Fuck me with your cunt, boudi, squeeze my cock!” Ani said, squeezing her boobs. Pihu’s ass was making a thumping sound with every bounce. “Your cock is tearing my pussy apart, Ani, faster!” Pihu yelled. Ani pushed from below, and his cock started pounding deep inside Pihu’s pussy. “I will fill your pussy with my juices,” he yelled. Ani made Pihu sit on her knees. “Now suck my cock, boudi,” he said and rubbed his cock on her delicate lips. Pihu stuck out her tongue and started licking his cock. “Ahh, Ani, your cock is so tasty, I will take it all in my mouth,” she said and took the cock deep into her throat. He grabbed Pihu’s hair and started thrusting his cock into her mouth. “Suck my cock, squeeze it with your lips!” he screamed. Pihu’s pussy got wet again, and I started thrusting my cock into her juicy, freshly fucked pussy. “I want to taste your juices in front of my husband, Ani, give me your fresh cock juices,” Pihu whispered to Ani. I was now amazed after hearing her words. I was now fucking her hard, thrusting my cock in and out of her pussy as fast as I could. And after a flash I emptied my balls released all my fresh juice into her pussy. The intoxication of sex was at its peak. Ani took Pihu in her lap and laid her down on the dressing table near the bed in front of me. Only Pihu's back was on this small table, but the rest of her body was hanging outside it. Ani looked at my face once and then held both of Pihu's legs with both her hands and lifted them up. He placed Pihu's pussy right on the level of his huge hanging cock. Then once again, he rubbed the tip of his cock on Pihu's yearning wet pussy from top to bottom. And said to me, "See, dadabhai, how ruthlessly I am going to fuck your lovely wife now," he said this and with a strong push of his waist, he inserted his entire cock in Pihu's pussy in one go. Pihu shuddered completely with the force of this push. She held the edge of the table tightly with both her hands and started crying out in pain. Ignoring her pain, Ani kept on pounding his cock into her pussy again and again with full brutality. Pihu was not used to such strong and thrilling fucking before this. I have always fucked her very lovingly and delicately. But Ani's such strong and rough fucking was enough to break not only her body but also her confidence. Due to such movement of their bodies, the table started shaking dangerously and started making a harsh creaking sound. I was scared that they might break the table. There was a big possibility of both of them getting hurt due to this. Ani had held and kept Pihu's legs on his shoulders with full force. Therefore, only Pihu's ass was hanging in the air outside the table. Pihu was trying to balance herself by resting her back on the table and was also trying to handle Ani's strong banging. But looking at her, I felt that she would not be able to achieve much success in this. Because I could clearly see that Ani's full speed fucking was going beyond her endurance. "Ahh, Ani, tear my pussy, show your dadabhai today, how to fuck your wife!" Pihu screamed somehow, panting badly from under Ani. He started thrusting faster and juice started flowing from her pussy. Ani said while squeezing her boobs, "Your pussy has gone crazy for my cock, boudi. See, how much juice it is releasing. My cock is completely soaked with the fresh juice coming out of your pussy." Pihu looked at me once, and said, "Look Bijan, Ani is fucking me better than you!" I told her, "That is why I am getting you fucked by him, darling. Enjoy this fucking to the fullest." Pihu's ass was shaking on the table vigorously. She now held Ani's neck with both her hands and lifted her pussy and ass up in the air, taking his cock completely into her cunt and said, "I am taking it, darling. I am enjoying your younger cousin's cock to the fullest. I am having so much fun, Bijan. I am very happy today. All thanks to you only, for giving I a chance letting me have sex with your younger brother with a big heart. No other husband will do this for his wife’s satisfaction. I love you too much, honey!" Finally, Ani's cock exploded. His hot, thick and sticky cum filled Pihu's pussy fully, then he sprayed it in her ass, and the rest on her boobs and lips too. "Ahh, Ani, put your juice on my lips," she said and started licking the cum dripping from his cock with her tongue. Both of them fell on the table panting. "Boudi, really, you are amazing, no one can compare to you," Ani said laughing. "Yes, and I have become completely crazy about your thick and huge cock, Ani, thank you very much for giving me so much pleasure and enjoyment," Pihu replied, kissing Ani's lips lovingly. I stood quietly in the corner and kept watching. "Next time when you come to our house, you will fuck me again in front of your dadabhai," Pihu said mischievously. "I promise boudi, I will fuck your pussy and ass like this again and again," Ani promised. The night got darker. After a great fuck, Ani picked up his clothes from the chair and went out of the room. Pihu got tired and without saying anything, came to the bed and slept naked. But I believe that her pussy was still missing Ani's cock. "There is a different pleasure in fucking a wife in front of her husband," I thought to myself. There was the same mischief in Ani's eyes, as there was a challenge of fucking in Pihu's pussy. The walls of the room had become witnesses to their fucking. Pihu was lying naked on the bed, and Ani's cum was shining on every part of her body. I saw that Ani's thick cum was still dripping from her pussy. I could not stop myself. And I started licking and cleaning my younger brother's love juice from my own wife's recently fucked pussy with my tongue. Pihu was in deep sleep due to this fucking. Still she held my head with both her hands and pressed it on her fucked pussy. This night had really started a new game for both of us, especially Pihu. (contd.) [Next Update is on on Tuesday (24.06.25) 11 am]
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24-06-2025, 10:59 AM
Part 6 - Anniversary Gift To Pihu From Me
Pihu’s POV- I believe that the biggest duty or responsibility of being a wife is to take care of her husband. To respect his every wish. And to fulfill that wish in any way, even if it means fighting with oneself to fulfill it. I am Pihu, a typical 30-year-old Bengali housewife. We have been married for almost two years. Everything was going well in my life – a husband who loves me very much, a stable life, and a well-arranged household. But behind this “fine” there was something that I was ignoring badly. Bijan, my husband, is a well-adjusted and good person from heart. He takes complete care of me. He fulfills my every need and also loves me immensely. I love him a lot too, but nowadays our relationship has become a little cold than before, I have to admit. In the beginning, there was that love, that desire, that madness, that passion… everything between us. But now, nothing is going well. Three to four months have passed since Ani's incident. Both of us, Bijan and I have started living like before. We eat together, go shopping, watch movies. We talk, spend time together, even have sex, but still something is missing for both of us. Earlier we used to fuck every night, but after Ani's incident, Bijan fucks me hardly once or twice a week. Sometimes he just comes to bed, fingers my pussy lightly and then turns over and goes to sleep. And I lie next to him with an incomplete yearning. My values and my shyness stop me from saying anything to him. After all, where does an unfaithful wife like me have the right to complain? And even if I have, I have already lost that right. After marriage, Bijan and I liked to play every kind of role during sex. Every night he used to fuck me by becoming a different and unknown man. I would get fucked by that unknown man by becoming an unfaithful wife. But perhaps neither of us had any idea that something like this was going to happen in real to us in the near future. Then Ani came into our lives. Because of him, the perspective of both of us, especially mine, about sex had completely changed. I had completely changed because of that one particular night. I had become addicted to Ani's hard and huge cock. I had become addicted to his cock in that one night. Its effect was clearly felt in Bijan and my married life as well. Because whenever I used to get fucked by Bijan, I used to imagine Ani in his place in my mind. I used to feel that Ani is fucking me instead of him. But since Bijan's cock was half the size of Ani's cock, I was not getting complete satisfaction now. I started thinking that it would have been so good if Ani had fucked me every night instead of him. I could never say this to Bijan. But somewhere in my heart, an unfulfilled thirst definitely keeps stirring. Slowly, I started clearly not liking having sex with Bijan. I started feeling that Bijan's cock is not enough for me. Or he is not able to fuck me properly. Whereas before this he used to satisfy me by fucking me very well every night. He still tried to satisfy me by fucking me, but clearly that effort was not enough for me now. With time, the desire to get fucked by someone better than him started growing in my mind. But I could not say this to Bijan either. This could have broken his heart, which I did not want at all. That is why I started suffering alone, suppressing my inner desires. But I quickly found a way out of this too. The night Bijan used to fuck me or just finger my pussy and go to sleep, that night I used to wait for him to sleep. Whenever Bijan fell into a deep sleep, I would stealthily get up from beside him and go to the bathroom. Then I used to sit on the commode and take a toothbrush or jet spray in my hand. Then I would try unsuccessfully to calm myself and my yearning pussy by inserting it inside. But obviously this was not of much help to me. But I kept trying. Three to four months passed like this.
One night, we were lying on our bed. I was wearing a light blue maxi, which was once my favorite dress for him. But now, his eyes hardly rested on me. Bijan, as always, was quietly lost in his thoughts. But one of his fingers was lingering very lazily on my pussy. I asked him with a slight smile, “Why are you so quiet today, darling? Is something bothering you?” He looked at me, there was a strange hesitation in his eyes. After remaining quiet for some time, Bijan said, “Pihu, I want to tell you something. But I am a little scared to tell you this.” I said a little startled, “What is it? Since when have you started being afraid of me?” He said hesitantly, “Just promise me, you will not judge me for this.” I also nodded my head and said, “Okay. Tell me.” Still he did not say anything. After remaining silent for some time, he said again, “Don’t you think… there is something missing in our life?” I replied smiling softly, “Missing? Means? What missing? We have everything. Our life is going well.” He took a deep breath and said, “I know our marriage is going well till now. I love you and you love me too. But sometimes I feel that… that excitement, that passion has disappeared between us. I am not able to satisfy you like before. Shouldn’t we try something new, darling?” I looked at him. I was a little surprised. How did Bijan come to know all this? I said softly to him, “New? Like? What do you want to say, Bijan?” He hesitated a little again. His voice was low, as if he was saying something that I might not understand. “If… if I see you with someone else, then… maybe… I will like it.” Hearing this, my heart stopped for a moment. “What?” I asked in surprise. “You want me… with someone else…?” He nodded his head and said, “You guessed it right, darling. That is what I was saying.” I got a little angry and said, “How can you think of this, Bijan. I am your married wife, not some random girl. You are thinking the same thing again in your mind? How Bijan?” He remained silent for a while after listening to me. Then he said to me, “Look darling, whatever you did with Ani, you did it on my insistence. And I had also given my full consent to it. I had also shared with you that there is no fault or sin in it at all.” I immediately stopped him and said, “I know all that, Bijan. I remember it. And I am ashamed of that incident. But it is a past for both of us, especially for me, and I want to forget it. And never want to repeat it in life, do you understand?” Bijan remained silent for some time and then said, “I know I am not able to make you happy now.” “And how did you know that?” I asked him angrily once again. He calmly replied to me, “I know everything, darling, how you go to the bathroom night after night to calm yourself down. And whenever I fuck you, there is no expression of pleasure on your face, when it used to be clear earlier. Actually you are missing Ani and his cock. Isn’t it?” I had no clear answer to give him. I was forced to remain silent. Every single thing he said was true, which I could not deny even if I tried to do so. He looked at me again and said, “I know this sounds strange. But I have read all about this. And I feel… maybe… if we try this, something new can happen into our lives. And according to me we should definitely try this. I cannot see you suffering like this anymore. And I will not let this happen. You will have to listen to me, for my sake.” I was stunned to hear his words. It was as if a storm of questions was rising in my mind. Is this really the same person who married me? Does he really want me to be with someone else…? But how could I do this again? Ani’s matter was completely different. He was one of our family. But according to Bijan, I would have to have sex with a stranger. But how is this possible? I kept thinking. “Bijan, do you understand what you are saying?” I said now in a voice full of anger and doubt. He took a deep breath and held my hand. “Yes, Pihu. I know this sounds strange. But I just want you to be happy. And I want the same passion to return to our relationship. I just want to feel you without any limits. I want to make you mine once again. And this is the only way I can do it. Please darling, don’t refuse now.” His words shook me to the core. On one hand, there was my values, my shyness, which were stopping me from doing all this again. On the other hand, a suppressed excitement and desire was awakening once again inside me. That night, I could not sleep at all and I kept tossing and turning. His words were echoing in my mind. Can I do this? Can I got fucked by another man in front of my husband once again? There was a strange restlessness inside me. But somewhere, this thought was also thrilling me at the same time. That night sleep was far away from my eyes. Bijan's words were echoing in my mind again and again. "I want you to be happy... and I want to feel you without any limits." Was this really my same husband, who never let even a single tear come to my eyes in two years of marriage? But today he expressed such a thought, which awakened all the desires and fears inside me. I kept tossing and turning. Will I be able to do this again? My values were stopping me again and again, but somewhere his words had changed something inside me. The next morning when I was making tea in the kitchen, I heard the sound of his footsteps. He came and stood behind me. “Pihu…” There was clear hesitation in his voice. “What is the matter?” I asked without looking at him while washing the dishes. “For last night’s incident… I apologize to you. Maybe I said something that hurt you.” I looked back at him. There was honesty and slight shyness in his eyes. “Do you really think this is the right thing to do? And should we really do this?” I asked him directly. He took a deep breath and said to me, “To be honest, I don’t know if it is right or wrong. But I do know that I want you to be happy. It is clear now that you are not happy with me anymore. That is why I want to do this. But if you don’t feel it is right, then let us forget it. You think about it, darling. Then whatever your decision is, tell me, I will accept it happily. You don’t need to worry. You can take this decision with an open heart. You have complete freedom in taking this decision.” I kept thinking about his words all the day. He had said all this only for my happiness, and somewhere, he himself was excited about it. By evening I decided that if all this has to be done, then it will be under some rules made by us. At night, when we both were lying on the bed, I told him, "Bijan, I have been thinking about what you said all the day today. And I have also come to a decision. Before I tell you that, I want to tell you something else." Bijan was listening carefully to every word I said. As soon as I finished, he said, "Tell me, darling, what you want to tell me. I am listening." I started telling him, “Look darling, even if I agree to what you say, we have to take special care of some things.” He looked at me curiously. “What things?” I took a deep breath and said, “First of all, all this will happen only with our consent. No photos, no videos. And this will happen only when you want.” He immediately nodded and said, “I agree to every condition of yours, darling. This will be a matter between us only. I promise you.” “Okay. So now we have to decide who that person will be,” I said. He looked at me and said, “We have to take some time for this. We need a person who…” “Who will respect our feelings. Who can understand that we are doing this of our own free will, not under any pressure.” I interrupted him and said. He nodded his head and agreed with me. “And one more thing.” I told him. He said, “What?” I said, “I don’t want to do all this shit in our house at all.” “Don’t you worry, we will settle in a good hotel,” he said. “And if I suspect anyone, he will be out immediately. We only want someone who fits these criteria,” I said. Over the next few days, we began our search. First, Bijan suggested a colleague from his office. “He is a very private person. And looks good too,” he said. But when I saw his photo, I immediately refused. “No, Bijan. I find something strange in his eyes. He is not looking trustworthy at all.” The second time, he mentioned a friend of his. I looked at him — strong body, attractive face, but when I tried to talk to him, his arrogant attitude did not appeal to me at all. “This is not right. We want a person who is comfortable, who does not think of himself as anything less than a king.” The third attempt was with a stranger Bijan had connected through an online network. Initially, it seemed fine, but in a short time, he started asking too many questions. “This is dangerous,” I said. “Anyone who tries to know more is not worthy of trust.” Then one day, Bijan showed me a picture. He was tall, broad body. He looked like a trainer, but there was something different about him. I came to know a strange thing while looking at his picture. His face was not visible in the picture. Only his body was visible. When I asked Bijan about this, he told me a strange story, “Darling, do you know anything about gigolo?” I was surprised to hear this word from his mouth. I had never heard this word before. I said, “No. What is that?” Bijan told me, “Gigolo is a man whose profession is to have sex with different women. In a way, you can call him a male prostitute.” I was surprised to hear his words once again. I asked him, “Where did you get this from?” Bijan replied laughingly, “I was searching on the net for the last few days. During this time I came across a website. On that site gigolos are available for rent. They will charge on hourly basis. They have ratings etc. The better the rating of the gigolo, the higher the rent. After searching a lot, I found this to be the best and most reliable. Now you tell me.” I said to Bijan softly, “Maybe… but we will have to know more about him.” Bijan looked at me and nodded with a light smile, “There is no need actually. I have found out everything. These people are all professionals. They know how to do their work well. We will not have to worry. These people take full care of their customers and their own privacy. I found this to be the best. We should try this only.” I listened to him seriously. And asked, “So what will be our next step?” He said, “First we have to pay them the money. It has to be booked. Once it is booked, we can tell them our preferred place and time. So what do you say darling, should I book it?” I said shyly, “Do what you think is right.” Bijan hugged me and said, “Don’t keep anything to your heart, darling. Understand one thing, we are doing this only to improve our relationship, nothing else.” Then he went to that website and paid the amount that gigolo was required to pay. And booked him for an evening. Bijan said that for now he has booked him for two hours. If needed, we can extend the time by making payment. After that I asked Bijan, “Now the most important thing is where to do it,” “We will meet at a place which is safe and private too, so that we will not face any problem.” Bijan decided. He chose a big and rich hotel in the city. This place was both private and safe, and despite being in the middle of the city, it was not very crowded. Which was another advantage for us. For the next few days, Bijan and I paid attention to every small and big thing. I said, “On which date have you booked it?” Bijan replied with a mischievous smile, “24th of next month.” I was surprised to hear this from him. I said, “But darling, that day is our second wedding anniversary.” He smiled again and said, “That is why I have booked it on that day. This will be my anniversary gift to you.” I blushed again after hearing his words. We booked a private hotel room. And we informed the gigolo about the time and place. Most importantly, we decided that it would be done in a natural way, without any pressure. The website agreed with us every time. They assured us that he would respect our boundaries completely. The night before going to the hotel, I stayed up late. “Will I be able to do this? Will this be right?” There was a constant battle going on between my values and my desires. I told myself, “This is only for the happiness of my husband. He has done so much for me, and if this gives new energy to our relationship, what's wrong with that? I have to do it anyway." The room in the hotel was booked. We had arrived well before time. And we were sitting and waiting in the room. Dim lights, cushioned bed, and the rustle of silence flowing in the room. Everything seemed perfect for this night. I was wearing a light pink colored saree. Its thin fringe was touching my waist, and its light shine was highlighting every part of my body. The deep neckline of the matching blouse was making my tight boobs look desperate. The pressure of the atmosphere in the room was felt. Bijan was sitting next to me, there was a different shine in his eyes. He looked a little nervous too, but there was a strange thrill in him to see all this. “You don't need to panic, darling.” he said holding my hand. “Don’t worry, I am fine, honey.” I said him softly. Suddenly there was a slight knock on the door. I looked at the clock. It was 7 in the evening. He had come exactly on time. Bijan got up from beside me and went to open the door. As soon as Bijan opened the door, a man entered. He was wearing a light brown shirt, and his toned muscles were clearly visible through the shirt. He was of the same age as Bijan. But one thing was strange. He was wearing a mask on his face. Due to which we could not see his face, only his eyes were visible to us. His eyes were directly on me, and as soon as he entered the room, he examined my whole body head to toe without saying anything. As soon as he came inside, Bijan locked the door from inside. The man greeted both of us and said in his heavy but silky smooth voice, “Namaskar. I have come to serve you people for this evening. I cannot tell you my real name. Suppose, my name is Rajesh. I hope, this will work for you. If you want, you can call me by changing your name. Or you can also tell me your real name. It will not matter to me.” The man seemed very professional from his words. As if this was his daily work. He was behaving very normally in front of us. He seemed very calm too. Bijan said to him, “We have no problem in telling our real names. I am Bijan. And this is my wife Pihu.” He looked at me once again and greeted me and shook hands with Bijan. I also said greeted him. I asked him, “Can I ask you something?” He replied with a smile, “Sure.” I said, “We could not see your face in the picture. And you are still wearing a mask, what is the reason for this?” He said again, “The reason is very simple, madam. In the work we do, we cannot show our real face or identity to people, that is why.” I said again, “So will you keep wearing it all the time?” He replied, “No, once I inspect this room, I will remove my mask later.” Bijan now asked, “What kind of inspection?” He looked at Bijan and said, “I have to check or rather you can say inspect, if you want to say so, if there are any cameras hidden in this room or not. After that I surely will take off my mask later.” Bijan also said, “You can take a look.” He thanked and inspected the whole room thoroughly. Then after being satisfied, he finally removed his mask. And we saw his face for the very first time. He was quite handsome, I must admit. I saw a glimpse of confidence in his eyes. He then took out a form from his pocket. And handed it to Bijan. Taking it, Bijan asked him, “What is this?” He said, “Consent letter. It says that whatever you are going to do now, you are doing it with your own will. There is no pressure from either me or my company on you. Both of you have agreed to do this with me in your full consciousness. Please read this and sign it. Then we will start.” Bijan said, “But what is the need for all this?” He said, “This is our company policy, sir. Both of you will have to sign. Then we will be able to proceed.” “Okay,” saying this, Bijan signed the form. I also signed it. And returned the form to him. He checked the form carefully and kept it in his pocket. Then looking at both of us, he asked, “So…should we start now?” Bijan said, “Yes, but before that we want to talk to you about something.” He said, “Tell me.” I said, “Should we talk while having some coffee? Would you mind?” He said, “Obviously not. As you wish.” I made coffee for the three of us. We had already made arrangements for it. I took a sip of my coffee and said, “Mr. Rajesh, I want to talk to you in private. And I hope you will understand.” He looked at me with some seriousness. “Go ahead. But I will be happy if you call me “Tumi” instead of “Apni”. This will make our work easier.” I started with a little hesitation, “Thank you. And you can also call me ‘Tumi’. Looking at you, it seems that you are quite professional in this work. And you do your work with devotion. My husband and I want to try something new in our marriage. This will be only within our wishes and limits. We felt that you may be perfect for this thing. But before that, we want to put some conditions in front of you.” He became silent for a while. “I am listening to you,” he said without any emotion. Then Bijan said, “Today is our second wedding anniversary.” We had already decided that he would be involved in this part of the conversation. Hearing this, Rajesh smiled calmly and shook hands with both of us and said, “Oh congratulations.” Bijan said, “Thank you Rajesh. I hope Pihu has given you an idea of what we talked about,” Rajesh nodded. “Yes, I understand a little. You both want to try something new. But I want it to be clear. There should be no misunderstanding.” “This is what we want too,” Bijan said. “First of all, this will be only with our consent. We will not take any photos, no videos. So both of you switch off your phones and keep them somewhere. And I do not have any phone or camera or other gadget. You guys can check me as well, if you want to.” Bijan said, “No need for that. We completely trust you.” We switched off our respective phones and kept them aside. Then I said, “And this will be just a limited thing. There will be no room for emotional attachment. This is only a way to give new energy to our marriage.” Rajesh listened to us carefully. He said seriously, “If all this is on your terms and conditions, then I have no problem. I respect the fact that both of you are putting this in front of me openly.” Hearing this, both Bijan and I felt a strange relief. “So… are you ready?” He said to me with a light smile. “Yes,” Bijan replied on my behalf. “It will be only on our terms. If at any moment something feels wrong, Pihu will say ‘stop’. And everything will stop right there.” Rajesh nodded. “I agree to the rules too.” Then he looked at me. “But this saree… it is deadly.” I lowered my eyes due to shyness, but every part of my body was responding to what he said. Rajesh asked Bijan while sitting on the sofa, “So, all this was your idea, right?” Bijan said with courage, “Yes. I wanted Pihu to feel what I cannot give her.” “And will you enjoy watching all this?” Rajesh asked directly. Bijan said without hesitation, “Yes. Why not?” “So won’t you feel bad that your wife… will get fucked by someone else’s cock?” Rajesh said sharply. I was taken aback by this. I looked at Bijan hesitantly. He took a deep breath and said, “No. Because I would be happy if she is completely satisfied. I want her to enjoy every moment.” Finally Rajesh looked at me and said, “Okay then, Pihu, let’s start it now.” At that time my heart beats had become so fast that I could hear it easily with my ears. (Contd.) [Next Update is on Thursday (26.06.25) 11 am]
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It is going good. Well, the paragraphing is there in the content; however, all the dialogues are all tucked together. It would be more presentable and easy to go through if a new line starts after every dialogue ends. Keep going.
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(25-06-2025, 02:28 AM)ray.rowdy Wrote: Thanks buddy to know that you like the story. keep reading and enjoying.
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Part 7 – The Hardest Way To Achieve The Success
Pihu’s POV- - “So guys, how do you want it? The hard one or the soft one? What do you prefer?” Rajesh asked us looking at me. We couldn’t understood what he was talking about. Bijan and I shared an amazed looked to each other. But before I could say anything, Bijan answered him, “The hard one, I assume.” On which I feel something weird, but I kept silence. Rajesh shrugged his shoulders very casually and told, “Ok guys, as you both wish. I will deliver the hard way.” He stopped and then looked at me. “Let’s have the fun begin, Pihu. I assure you all the way, this evening will be remembering for you for the rest of your life. Trust on me, and please try to fully cooperate with me, please. So, let’s start it.” I didn’t say anything, just nodded my head in positive. I was standing in a pink saree, the fringe of the saree wrapped tightly around my slim waist. The deep neckline of my blouse clearly showed my bulging boobs. Rajesh's eyes were roaming all over my body, and my husband, Bijan, was quietly watching all this from the sofa. Rajesh said to me softly, "Pihu, this saree is clinging to your body as if it wants to see you naked too." I had a slight smile on my face, but my pussy was already getting wet. I asked him provokingly, "So you will just keep looking, or will you also feel my body?" Rajesh gently placed his hand on my waist and slowly started pulling the anchal (lapel of the saree) of my saree. His fingers were crawling on my bare waist, and my breathing was getting faster. "How long is your husband's cock? Tell me, Pihu. Don't be so shy." He asked me in a flash. I was a little surprised, but then smiled and said, “Maybe it is 5 or 6 inches… not more than that. But it is clear that I never get satisfied with it.” Rajesh said laughingly, “Today your pussy will enjoy a real cock. My 9 inch cock will fill you up completely.” Just hearing his words, my pussy was getting hot. I replied, “Your cock should get the full taste of my pussy.” Rajesh removed my saree completely, and now I was standing in just blouse and petticoat. He started opening the buttons of my blouse one by one. “Sucking your nipples will be a different pleasure,” he said. As soon as my blouse opened, my tight nipples got erect in the cold air of AC. He caught my nipples with his lips and started sucking slowly. “Ah… Rajesh… suck harder,” I said moaning. “Has your husband ever sucked your nipples like this?” he asked me. “No… his cock is as small as his manhood,” I said gloomily. I looked at Bijan from the corner of my eyes. There was no expression on his face. He was just sitting on the sofa and watching us. Bijan was watching everything. Suddenly he opened the zip of his pant and took out his average sized cock and his small cock was now in his hand. He was slowly caressing his cock and shaking it gently. “Pihu, it is my pleasure to see you getting happy like this,” Bijan said to me. Rajesh said while moving his finger on my pussy, “Your pussy is so wet, Pihu, as if it is waiting for my cock.” I further provoked him and said, “Then don’t delay any longer. My pussy is completely ready to welcome your 9 inch cock.” Rajesh inserted his two thick fingers in my pussy. And started moving them slowly inside. Feeling his thick fingers in my small and delicate pussy, my pussy became wetter than before. “Ahh… Rajesh… put your fingers deeper… don’t stop, just keep on putting….” I told him moaning. He said moving his fingers in and out of my pussy, “Your pussy is so tight. This small cock would never have been able to satisfy it.” “Today for the first time my pussy will enjoy a real man,” I replied. Rajesh took off his pant and his 9 inch thick cock came out. “Has your husband ever seen such a cock?” he asked sarcastically. Bijan said laughing, “No. But today I definitely want to see my wife taking it inside herself.” I took Rajesh’s cock in my hand. “I swear, I am seeing such a thick and long cock for the first time. My pussy is desperate to feel it inside,” I said.
Rajesh removed my petticoat and panty. Now I was completely naked. He lifted one of my legs up and placed his cock near my pussy. “It is a different pleasure to fill your pussy in front of your husband,” he said. “Then why wait any longer? My pussy wants to reach the depth of your cock,” I said. Rajesh tried to insert his 9 inch thick cock in my pussy, but its thickness was too much for my tight pussy. I moaned and said, “Ahh… Rajesh, go slow… it is too big, I am in pain already…” Bijan, who was sitting on the sofa till now, slowly came near us. He looked at me and said, “Pihu, you take it all… I am here to support you.” Rajesh said laughingly, “Your husband is really different. It is fun to see his wife helping like this.” I was still under the anchal of my saree, but my whole body was now exposed. My nipples had hardened, and juices were flowing from my pussy. “Bijan, hold this part of the saree. Remove it so that Rajesh can enjoy my whole body,” I told my husband. Bijan slowly removed the remaining part of my saree from my body and also moved my hair back. “Now you are completely ready, Pihu,” he said. Rajesh spread my legs a little more and said, “Now it has to go in. You both hold it, and I will take it deep.” Rajesh slowly placed his cock at the entrance of my pussy. I started breathing heavily as I felt its thickness. “Ah… Rajesh, this is too big. My pussy won’t be able to handle it,” I said in agony. Bijan held my hand and said, “Pihu, you take it all. Your pussy is ready for this cock.” He held my shoulder so that I don’t move back. Rajesh made my pussy wetter with his fingers. “Your husband is right, Pihu. This cock is made to fill you up,” he said. As Rajesh started to push his cock in, the tightness of my pussy tried to stop it, which made me feel even more pain. “Ah… this is too tight,” Rajesh said. Bijan held my waist and said, “Pihu, loosen your pussy a little. And let it go inside. I am with you.” Rajesh pushed a little more, and his cock went deep inside my pussy. “Ahh… Rajesh… this is the first time someone has gone so deep into my pussy,” I cried out. “Your pussy is now enjoying a proper cock,” Rajesh replied. Now Bijan came closer to me. He told Rajesh, “Slow down a bit, Rajesh. I want to see how my wife takes it.” He said, caressing the edges of my pussy with his fingers, “Your pussy is handling it well, Pihu. Don’t worry. Take it deeper now.” Rajesh put the entire 9-inch cock in my pussy. “Ahh… it is all in, I can feel it completely inside my pussy, Bijan.” I moaned. Bijan touched around my pussy with his fingers and said, “This cock is filling your pussy completely, Pihu.” Now Rajesh increased his speed. His every thrust was shaking my pussy deeper. “Ah… harder, Rajesh… tear my pussy apart,” I said in pain. Bijan held his small cock in his hand and stroked it, “Pihu, the pleasure you have had today, I could never give you.” Rajesh said, “Your husband should come closer. Pihu, he should feel it with you.” Bijan put his hand on my back and helped me spread my legs a little more. “Now this will give more pleasure to your pussy,” Rajesh said. He increased the speed in my pussy. My voice echoed in the whole room. “Ah… yes… harder,” I cried out. Bijan kissed my forehead and said, “You look the most beautiful, Pihu. I want to see you happy like this always.” Rajesh increased his speed. His every thrust was felt deep inside my pussy. “Ah… I am about to finish, Rajesh… harder,” I cried out. Rajesh gave his last thrust, and I was completely satisfied. Bijan said softly, "Pihu, today you have given me such pleasure which I had never imagined." My body jerked forward as Rajesh thrust his thick cock into my pussy again. His thrusts were so deep and fast that I screamed in anguish, "Aah... Rajesh, this is too fast. I can't bear it." I tried to cross my legs to stop him, but Rajesh held my waist tightly. “Pihu, today I will break every limit of your pussy, you may have forgotten, you have choose the hard way,” he said in a deep voice. I looked at Bijan, “Save me from him, Bijan. He is too rough. I can’t take it.” Bijan put his hand on my back and said with a smile, “No Pihu, now is not the time to stop. Your pussy has to enjoy it to the fullest.” He held my waist so that I could not move. “Rajesh, do it faster. I will not let her move at all,” he said inciting Rajesh. I tried to free my body from him, but both Rajesh and Bijan held me tightly. “Leave me, it is going too deep,” I said with anger and pang. Rajesh held my neck and looked into my eyes and said, “Your pussy has never faced a real dick, Pihu. Today I will leave it only after filling it up.” Bijan spread my legs further and said, “Pihu, you can’t go away from this. Now you and your pussy will have to get used to it. Try to take it in a little more, darling.” Rajesh put my legs on his shoulders and pushed his 9 inch thick cock hard into my pussy. “Ah… Rajesh, my pussy will burst now,” I screamed in twinge. He held my nipples with his fingers and pulled them hard towards himself and said, “Your pussy is pulling my cock inside itself. There is no use in stopping it now.” I felt more immense pain by his doing this. I groaned in throe. But those two cruel men did not care about my pain at all. Rajesh was busy in pushing his cock hard into my pussy. And my worthless shameless husband Bijan was helping him in doing this. Holding my waist, Bijan said, “Pihu, take it all now. You are my wife, and you have to bear it for me, no matter what.” I looked at him and said, “You are just watching. You are not even trying to stop him. I have to bear it all alone. Only I know how difficult it is to take this monstrous thing in my pussy right now.” He said laughing, “No, I just want to see you happy.” I replied to him angrily, “To hell with your happiness! I am dying here due to affliction, and you are happy seeing this? What kind of impotent are you? You are enjoying your wife by getting her fucked by other men? Are you not ashamed of yourself at all?” Bijan laughed after hearing my words. He said to me, “Don’t be so angry with me, darling. I have done this thinking about you. Well, if you tell me the truth, are you also enjoying taking this cock in your pussy or not?” I did not bother to reply him now. This was not going to be of any use to me. I again turned my attention towards Rajesh, who was busy tearing my pussy with full concentration. He was not paying any attention to our conversation. He was just fucking me. He was thrusting his waist and inserting his cock in my pussy. I jerked to free myself, but Rajesh pushed and forced me to bend on the bed. He put his hand on my back and said, “Now your pussy will bear my every thrust.” Bijan held my hair and said, “Be quiet, Pihu. I am right here. Nothing will happen to you.” I looked at him and said, “You just keep quiet. Don't even talk to me. I will deal with you later. First let me handle this. Later you will be in trouble. I am telling you Bijan, I will kill you. Today my pussy has become like this just because of you.” Bijan did not say anything now, remained silent. Rajesh increased his thrusts even more. “Ah… Rajesh… my pussy is yearning. It’s too much,” I cried. “Your pussy has to get used to a real man’s cock now,” he replied. Bijan came close to me now. He said, caressing my back, “Pihu, your pussy must have never taken a cock like this. Now handle it.” Rajesh pushed his cock deeper into my pussy with the last thrust. “Ah… I can’t take it… Rajesh,” I cried out in immense pain. Rajesh said laughing, “You are now completely mine. Your pussy is made for my thrusts only.” Rajesh’s thrusts became so fast and wild that my whole body was jolting. His every hard thrust was setting my pussy on fire. “Ah… Rajesh, I can’t take it… it’s going too deep,” I said in woe. He held my waist tightly and increased his speed. "Pihu, now your pussy will feel my full manhood. I will fill it completely today," he said in a deep voice. My pussy juices had flowed down to my feet. My whole body was trembling with every thrust. Bijan was now completely close. He held my back and supported me. “Rajesh, take it deeper. I want to see how my wife feels filled with your cock,” he said. I said in anger and torment, “You both will drive me crazy… my pussy cannot take anymore. Now I will kill both of you.” Rajesh looked at me and said, “I am not finished yet, Pihu. Now your pussy has to feel my manhood completely.” Rajesh put my legs on his shoulders and increased his thrusts double. “Aah… harder, Rajesh. My pussy will tear, but it will take it all,” I said in distress. Bijan said stroking my hair, “Pihu, your pussy is so wet and tight that his cock cannot stop. Let it go all the way in.” Now Rajesh's entire 9 inch cock was going in and out of my pussy. "Your pussy is so hot, I can't hold on any longer," he said in a loud voice. Finally Rajesh gave his last thrust. "Ahh... Pihu, I am finishing in your pussy now," he said shouting. As he thrusted his cock to its full depth, his hot cum started bursting in my pussy. "Oh... what is this... so much..." I said feeling his heat in my pussy. His hot and thick cum started flowing out filling my pussy. "Your pussy has taken it all. You are truly a real queen," he said smiling. Bijan looked at me and said, "Pihu, I am even happier to see your pussy filled like this. Your pussy has enjoyed the real pleasure today." I said taking a deep breath, "Rajesh, you gave me something I never thought of. My pussy is completely satisfied today." Rajesh kissed my nipples and said, “Your pussy is perfect for my manhood. If you ever need me again, I am ready.” The only sound in the room now was our heavy breathing. Rajesh’s thick cum was oozing out of my pussy, and my husband was standing and watching it. “Pihu, I have become even more excited after seeing you. You are my greatest happiness,” Bijan said. As Rajesh pulled his cock out of my pussy, I looked at him, taking deep breaths. My pussy was still filled with his thick cum. “Ah… Rajesh, you have completely broken me and my delicate pussy as well,” I said, smiling. He took his big and thick cock in his hand and said, “The game of breaking is not over yet, Pihu. There is still a lot left, my love. Just keep watching. This cock demands at least three rounds. Now suck it and prepare it again.” I looked at him with nervous eyes and said, “Such a long and thick cock… how I will handle it again?” Bijan put his hand on my shoulder and said, “Pihu, you can take it completely. You have just tasted its real savor for the first time. Now suck it completely and prepare it again. I am right here with you.” Rajesh sat on the bed and extended his 9 inch cock towards me and said, “Come on, my sexy baby. Bring it back to life with your tongue.” I hesitantly held his cock in my hands. “Oh… it is still hot,” I said. He looked at me and said, “Now give it the full pleasure of your tongue like your pussy.” I slowly started moving my tongue on the tip of his thick cock. “Yes… just like that. Make it wet. It is waiting for your wet pussy,” Rajesh said in a deep voice. As soon as I took his whole cock inside my lips, its thickness stretched my jaws completely. “Ah… Rajesh, it is too thick. I am not able to fit it fully in my mouth,” I said a little confused. “Keep trying, my baby. Your mouth is perfect to take it completely,” he said. I tried to take his cock till my throat with more force. “Oh… yes, just like that. You are really amazing,” he said caressing my back. Bijan came closer to me now. He put his hand on my waist and said, “Pihu, your mouth is made for this cock. Suck it hard.” I looked at him and said, “You are enjoying it so much that I have to have more fun.” Bijan laughed and said, “Yes, you have to make it ready. This cock should be ready for round three.” Rajesh grabbed my hair and said, “Now take it inside hard. I need the warmth of your throat.” I put in all my strength and took his cock deep into my throat. “Ahh… baby, you have driven me crazy,” he moaned. I had a few tears in my eyes, but I bore his thrusts without removing my mouth. I swirled my tongue around his entire length to suck it. “Your tongue is doing magic. Now I am even more ready to put it inside,” he said. His cock was now completely hard. His cock was now ready—thick, long, and completely hard and erected. My husband, Bijan, was still standing nearby, holding his small cock in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on my body and Rajesh's cock. "Pihu, now your pussy has to be prepared again," Rajesh said, looking into my eyes. I slowly moved my hair back and said panting, “Do it Rajesh. My pussy needs this real cock of yours. My husband has never been able to give me such pleasure.” Rajesh laid me on the bed and said, “Your husband should have known how to please his wife.” I sighed and said, “Ah… I wish this had happened earlier. Bijan, why didn’t you give me to a real man earlier?” Bijan said stroking my hair, “Pihu, I didn’t know that your pussy needed such a cock. Now I can see how happy you are.” I said with a mix of anger and yearning in my eyes, “Your small cock never made me happy. Today I know what real pleasure is. You just keep watching and learn.” Rajesh spread my legs and placed his cock near my pussy. “Now hold it. I am going to tear your pussy apart again,” he said. As soon as he gave the first thrust, my scream echoed in the room. “Ah… Rajesh, put it in deeper. My pussy will take it all,” I said in excruciation. Bijan held my waist so that I could not move. “Pihu, you are getting what you wanted,” he said. I said laughing, “You just keep watching. Your wife is now enjoying a real man’s cock.” As Rajesh increased the speed of his thrusts, I could feel a burning sensation and heat in my pussy. “Ah… Rajesh, do it harder. This cock is going deep inside my pussy,” I said screaming. Then I turned to Bijan and said, “You have never even sucked my nipples properly. Look, how Rajesh is making me feel complete.” Bijan stroked his cock vigorously and said, “Pihu, I am so happy to see you so happy.” I said angrily, “Then why didn’t you do it earlier? Why did I have to waste so many days? This little cock of yours is of no use.” Rajesh said, thrusting into my pussy, “Your wife will now be completely satisfied with me. You will always feel your absence.” I ran my fingers on his back and said, “Rajesh, this cock is made for my pussy. My pussy will never forget it.” He took my nipples in his mouth and sucked them hard. “Ah… yes… harder, Rajesh. You have brought my pussy to life once again,” I said in agony. Bijan pulled my hair and straightened me up. “Pihu, you take it completely. Your pussy deserves this cock completely,” he said. Rajesh held my hair and lifted my face up. “Now your pussy is completely open for me. It has to take more,” he said in a deep voice. Rajesh’s thrusts became so fast that my whole body started shaking. “Ah… Rajesh, it is going too deep. I am going crazy,” I said in agony. “Your pussy is taking it all. Now it is time to fill it with my manhood again,” he said shouting. He gave one last thrust and released his hot and thick manhood in my pussy. “Oh… what is this? So much…” I said shouting. His cum started flowing out of my pussy and falling on the bed. Bijan, who was calm himself till now, held my waist and stroked his cock hard. “Pihu, seeing you like this, I too cannot hold on any longer,” he said. He kissed my forehead and said, “Today you have taught me the biggest meaning of being my wife.” Rajesh gave one last thrust and shouted, “Pihu, I am still not fully finished. Your pussy could not squeeze me completely. Now it has to take more.” I shouted panting, “Ah… Rajesh, you have ruined my pussy. But still you are not going to leave me.” My husband, Bijan, who was still standing nearby, laughed at his situation and said, “Pihu, you deserve it. Your pussy needs a full taste of a real man.” I looked at him in anger and pleasure and said, “You just keep watching. Your small cock could never fill my pussy like this.” Rajesh lifted my legs and inserted his cock in my pussy again. “Ah… it feels deeper now,” I said in pangs. “Shut up, slut. Now your pussy will get a lesson that you will never forget,” Rajesh said angrily. His thrusts became so fast and wild that my body started shaking. “Ah… yes… harder. My pussy is yours,” I said screaming. “Why couldn’t you tell your husband all this? Why didn’t you ask him when your pussy was hungry?” Rajesh said tauntingly. Bijan said, caressing my back, “Pihu, Rajesh is right. You should have asked me earlier.” I looked at him angrily and said, “What would I say to an impotent man like you? My pussy was never happy with your 6 inch cock. I always needed a real man like him.” Rajesh slapped my ass hard and said, “Today all your needs will be fulfilled. Your pussy has enjoyed so much that now your ass will be ready.” As Rajesh increased his speed, suddenly a strong stream of water came out of my pussy. “Oh… I am coming. Rajesh, you have driven my pussy crazy,” I screamed loudly. The water spread on my legs and the bed. Rajesh took out his cock from my pussy and said laughingly, “You really turned out to be a slut. Your pussy bathed my entire cock. Now it is your ass’s turn.” Rajesh took out his cock from my wet pussy and lubricated it further with my wet juices. “Your ass is still sealed. Now it will have to bear the pain of a real man,” he said calmly. I quickly turned back and said, “No… not there. I won’t be able to bear it.” But Bijan held my waist and bent me down. “Pihu, now it will go in your ass too. You have always wanted the pleasure of a real man. Now take it fully,” he said. Rajesh slowly placed his thick cock at the entrance of my ass. “You bear it quietly, slut. Your ass is mine today,” he said. As soon as he gave the first thrust, my scream echoed in the whole room. “Ah… Rajesh, this is too much. My ass cannot take it,” I said in intense pain. “You will remain silent. Your ass will feel the real pain of a man today,” he said angrily. He increased his thrusts even faster. My body was shaking. Bijan held my hair and pressed my waist down. “Pihu, now this entire cock will go in your ass. Don’t even think of stopping,” he said. I looked at him crying and said, “You both will drive me crazy. My ass will tear.” Rajesh thrusted hard, and his entire cock went inside my ass. “Ah… my ass is torn. You both are impotent,” I screamed. “Tell your husband that he is impotent not me. I am the one who is giving you the real pleasure tonight,” Rajesh said. Now Rajesh started thrusting my ass hard. “Ah… Rajesh, my ass is yearning. Take it out,” I screamed. “Shut up, slut. Your ass is mine,” he said, continuing thrusting. As soon as he thrusted the last time, he released his cum inside my ass. “Oh… this is too much. My ass can’t handle it,” I said in throe. His hot cum had filled up my ass hole fully. Bijan kissed my cheeks and said, “Pihu, now I know that you wanted the pleasure of a real man. What both your pussy and ass have suffered today, I will always remember it.” I took a deep breath and said, “I wish you had handed me over to such a man earlier.” Saying this, I fell asleep in bed in a tired state. (contd.) [Next Update is on Saturday (28.06.25) 11 am]
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28-06-2025, 11:39 AM
Part 8 - A Shocking Revelation
Hunger has a different definition in itself. Whether it is hunger for food or sex. This proved to be cent percent true for me and my wife Pihu. On the occasion of our second wedding anniversary, I gave my wife a wonderful gift. To satisfy her hunger for sex or at least to reduce or calm it a little, I hired a gigolo and got her fucked by that man, which we have described in detail in the last two parts. That incident was going to leave an important mark in our lives which we, especially me, Bijan, badly ignored. Today, after so many years, I must admit to myself that it was my biggest mistake, which I should not have done. But it is said that when a person crosses a limit of degradation, he keeps on crossing one limit after another. And finally he reaches a state from where it is not only difficult but also impossible for that person to return. This thing is so true for me. I believe that whatever condition my wife and I are in today is my sole responsibility and not hers. Now I will come to the real story without wasting much of your time. A few days had passed after that anniversary incident. Both my wife and I had returned to our normal lives. I had become busy with my office work and she with her household chores. Our lives had started moving back to their normal pace. Both of us, especially Pihu, were happy after that evening. Later, many times she had confessed to me that the fun and enjoyment she had received from Rajesh at that time, not only me but no other man could have given her that. According to her, no matter how rough Rajesh's style was, there was no second opinion about this that he was an expert in fucking. I had to agree with him on this. He was truly invincible in his work. He knew exactly how to make a woman happy in bed. I too had learned a lot that day. After that I tried to convince Pihu several times to hire Rajesh again, but Pihu flatly refused me every time. According to her, if she kept getting fucked by Rajesh like this again and again, she would keep getting weaker towards him gradually in her mind, which she did not want at all. That is why I did not put much pressure on her as well. After that evening we started having sex again. But the pleasure that she had once got from Ani or Rajesh, she was clearly not getting that pleasure from me now. But she never complained to me about this. On the contrary, she assured me that she was very happy with me. But I doubted seriously on her statement. That is why I once again started looking for a new prey. But this time I did not let Pihu have any idea about this. I was afraid that if she gets to know about this, she will be very angry on me, because she had already made me promise that I will not do anything like this in future. But I was forced by habit. To be honest, I could not see Pihu's agony and helplessness. Whether she might told me or not, I knew very well how much she was suffering inside. After all, I am her husband. So, without telling her anything, I started looking for a man who is honest and can help me in this matter. But even then I did not know that in the end my search was going to end in my own house. And how did this search of mine end and in this end I came to know about such a revelation which even I was surprised to know for the first time. And now I am going to tell you this interesting story.
The time I am talking about was after completing two years of our marriage. Pihu was 31 years old at that time. And in just two years of marriage, she had become a sex-obsessed woman with a well-fucked pussy. After the Rajesh incident, we both tried all possible poses and also tried to spice up our sex life by making love in new and strange places too. But I cannot claim with conviction that we were very successful in this. I had also bought a vibrating dildo from online which I would insert in her pussy sometimes and fuck her with that. The sight of that dick-shaped dildo entering Pihu's wet pussy used to excite me. I used to tell her to imagine that another man is fucking her. And then as a punishment for getting fucked by another man, I would beat her boobs and spank her ass till they turned red. Pihu was a really good wife who used to enjoy every single perverted act of mine. Most of the times I would tie her hands above her head and then insert the dildo in her pussy and beat her whole naked body with my hands, ruler etc. We had come to this city last year for my office work. And my office had also provided me a flat to live in an upper-middle class apartment. This apartment also had a small open garden. Our gardener cum caretaker was also our watchman during the day time. Actually, since this residents was in an upper-middle class area, there was a risk of theft and robbery always. So these people had hired a fixed watchman who mostly guarded our apartment at night. He was a 25 year old Bihari (resident of Bihar) young boy named Pawan. The Caretaker was 50 years old and he was also from Bihar. His name was Tiwari. This Pawan was the nephew of our Caretaker i.e. Tiwari. Both of them lived in a small hut like room behind our apartment. Don't know about Tiwari, but I had noticed many times that Pawan used to keep staring at Pihu, my wife whenever he came near her. I often saw the bulge in his pants. I had noticed that Pawan was always ready to do any work asked by me or Pihu. Even every morning he used to come to our house himself and give us milk packet and newspaper. I had forbade him many times from doing this, but he did not listen to me. And then the next day again he used to come to our house with milk and newspaper. That is why both Pihu and I liked this Pawan, especially me. Because I had noticed many times that whenever he came in front of Pihu or talked to her, his eyes were always fixed on either Pihu's blouse or maxi-clad huge boobs or her swaying ass through either her saree or maxi. And I could clearly feel the movement in the front part of his pants. Every time he used to try unsuccessfully to hide the bulge inside the pants with his hands. I don't know about Pihu, but I used to enjoy it a lot. Anyway, I had found my next and new prey in the form of that Pawan. I planned to expose my wife Pihu in front of our young watchman Pawan and share her with him. But before that I felt it was also necessary to confirm whether that Pawan was really trustworthy or not. I also had to see whether he had the courage to have sex with my wife Pihu or not. And more important than that was to know whether he really liked Pihu or not. And I was going to get this confirmation soon. For which I was also not ready. Since Tiwari was the caretaker of our apartment, I used to pay the bills and money for water, electricity and maintenance to him. In the first week of every month, I used to go myself and pay the money to him. And I used to give some tips to both of them too. That's why both of them liked me and used to talk to me a lot. I also liked talking to them as well. So one day I took the bill and money and went to their room. They used to live in a small hut behind our big apartment. They used to cook food and eat together. So that day I went to give the money. When I reached outside their hut, I started hearing their conversation. I knew that they used to talk a lot among themselves. That's why I started going inside without paying much attention to their conversation. But I was forced to stop and stay outside. Because suddenly I felt that the subject of their conversation was none other than my wife Pihu. The reason for this is that I heard Pihu's name two or three times in Pawan's voice from outside. And I stayed outside, did not go inside. Since their hut was at the back, not many people used to come there. That's why no one could see me standing here and listening to these two. Still, being cautious, I moved a little to the side and started listening to their conversation by putting my ear on the wall. I could hear them clearly. Because their hut was in a secluded place, they were talking to each other very loudly. And the interesting thing was that they could not see me listening to their conversation. That day, for the first time, the real face of Pawan, who looked innocent, was revealed to me. I heard Pawan telling his uncle Tiwari, “Hey chacha, do you even know how beautiful and fair Bhabhiji (sister-in-law) is? She looks exactly like an English film heroine.” Tiwari said, “So what does that matter to me and you? Even if she looks beautiful, what is your benefit in that?” Pawan said, “Why do you always keep looking for benefits in everything? Is it necessary that there has to be benefits in everything? I am telling you that I like her.” Tiwari said, “Really? Is that so? Where have you seen her?” Pawan immediately replied, "Why, how many times have I gone to their flat on the pretext of delivering milk and newspapers. Every time, she is the one who takes the things from my hand. She stands so close to me that I even can smell her body. Once, there was some problem with the tap in their bathroom. Sir was not at home that time, so Bhabhiji called me to call a plumber. I told her, Bhabhiji, don't worry at all. You won't need a plumber, I will fix it myself." Tiwari said, "Then? Did you go there?" Pawan replied, “Of course I went. And why shouldn't I go? She herself told me to go. Then I went. And came back after fixing the tap. She wanted to give me money too, but I didn't take it. Then she also thanked me, I still remember it.” As soon as Pawan finished speaking, I heard Tiwari laughing. Tiwari said to Pawan in a sarcastic tone, “You will always remain a stupid, son!” Perhaps Pawan got angry at this and said in an angry voice, “Why are you saying this, chacha? What stupidity did I commit?” Tiwari again replied laughing, “What should I call you if not a fool, you yourself said that madam called you to fix the tap. You went. Fixed the tap and came back dancing with empty hands, only with her thanks! Hey fool, when she wanted to give you money herself, why did you refuse? You should have taken the money. That's why I always call you fool.” Now, before Tiwari could finish his words, I heard Pawan laughing. Like me, Tiwari must have also been surprised. Because he asked Pawan in a surprised voice, “Why are you laughing? Have you gone mad?” Pawan replied laughing as before, “Hey chacha, I am not as stupid as I appear to be. Who told you that I have returned empty-handed? I have got hold of something which cannot be measured in money.” Tiwari again asked him in a surprised voice, “What have you brought from there? You have not stolen any gold or silver, have you? Look son, at this age I cannot bear the infamy of a thief.” Now Pawan said in an irritated voice, “Chacha, you keep quiet. And listen to me. I have not stolen any gold or silver. I have brought something else from there. Perhaps those people have not got a clue of this till now.” Tiwari now asked Pawan in an excited voice, "But tell me what that thing is? Is it something precious?" Pawan said in a funny voice, "It is a very precious thing for me. I don't know if it is for you too. If you want, I can show you that thing. But you will have to promise that no one should know about this." Tiwari said, "Now don't puzzle me too much, show me that thing." Pawan said, "Wait. I will show you right now." After this, I could not hear anything for some time. I understood that Pawan must be showing that ‘thing’ to Tiwari. Now I also wanted to see that thing, what he had stolen from our house. I looked around me. I saw that there was something like a small window at a short distance from where I was standing. I went near that window and tried to peep inside. I could not see anything clearly but I came to know that Pawan was holding something in his hands and was showing it to Tiwari. I could not understand what that thing actually was. I tried to look carefully, but due to darkness inside the hut, I could not see that thing. But my curiosity was at its peak at that time. I wanted to know about that thing anyhow. Then I heard Tiwari's voice. I once again stood with my ear to the wall. Tiwari said, "What is this?" Pawan said cautiously in a low voice, "Have you donated your eyes, chacha, can't you see? This is Bhabhiji's chaddi (underwear)." Hearing his words, I was stunned along with Tiwari. This Pawan has brought Pihu's panty from our house!! Oh God!!! This bastard looks so innocent and straight. Just then I heard Tiwari's voice, "What have you done, Buddhuram (stupid fellow)! You are sitting here after arranging for the death of both of us. If those people come to know, they will kill you and I will also have to die without any reason." Then Pawan replied, "Shut up, chacha. Whenever you say something, you definitely spew something wrong from your mouth. Were you born upside down? Hey, if they had come to know, would they have kept quiet for so long? I am completely sure, they have not come to know till now." Then suddenly I remembered, some two or three weeks ago Pihu had asked me if I had seen one of her panties anywhere or not. I had even told her that I had not seen it. She had said that she was not able to find one of her panties. I had told her that maybe she had kept it somewhere and forgotten it. But today I had come to know that this Pawan bastard was behind all this. Then Tiwari asked, “But tell me where you got it from.” Pawan once again said in a hush voice, “Let me tell you what happened that day, chacha. When I had gone to their house to fix the tap, I saw some clothes were kept in heap in a corner of their bathroom. And among those clothes I saw a pair of bra and panty. I understood that Bhabhiji must have kept those clothes for washing. I immediately went to those clothes and secretly picked up Bhabhiji's panty from them. And I also knew that this panty was worn by her.” Tiwari stopped him and asked, “And how did you know this?” Pawan said, "First of all, that panty was kept for washing, which means that she was wearing that panty in whole previous day. And secondly, I got to know for sure that that panty was indeed worn by Bhabhiji." Tiwari asked, "And what was that?" Pawan said, "Do you know what I saw in that panty? When I picked up that panty in my hands, I saw that there was a round wet mark on it. When I ran my finger over that wet mark, I felt something slimy on my finger. When I smelled the finger, a strong smell came into my nose. I was sure that this smell was not of anything else but of Bhabhiji's pussy. How sweet that smell was, chacha, you can’t imagine! I can't describe you how intoxicating that smell was! I wanted to smell it more right then. But before that, Bhabhiji came back to see if the tap was fixed or not. And I immediately hid that panty in my pant pocket. Should I tell you one more secret, chacha? After that day, every night I use to masturbate while smelling this panty. Even after so many days, I keep getting the smell of Bhabhiji's pussy from this panty. Whenever I masturbate while smelling it, I feel as if she is with me. And I am not smelling her panty, but her pussy. Then I close my eyes and think that I am inserting my dick in that soft, warm and wet pussy of Bhabhiji. And I am fucking her pussy mercilessly with thrusts. And in no time I cum." After this I heard Tiwari's voice, "But Pawan, what will you do with it? You don't have a dick, what you have is called a mere 'lulli' (small sized cock) in the village. Even if you get that madam, you won't be able to do anything, son. Stop dreaming about her." Pawan probably got angry again with Tiwari's words. He said, "Hey chacha, you keep quiet. You yourself have become so old, that your dick probably doesn't even get erect now, and you have come to pull my leg. Even the best women will give up on the big and thick dick I have. And see, if I get a chance, I will definitely fuck that Bhabhiji once, you will see." Tiwari again said to tease him, "Yes, like she is waiting to get fucked by you, and her husband himself will come and invite you, that Pawan, come and fuck my wife." Pawan said, "Right now tease me as much as you can, and make fun of me, chacha, the day I will fuck that Bhabhiji, you will be amazed." Tiwari said, "Okay, I will see when you fuck her. Now go and do your work." I immediately came back home from there. While coming home, the whole way, the conversation of Tiwari and Pawan kept going around in my mind. I came to know one thing that Pawan has feelings for Pihu in his heart. And he also wants to fuck Pihu. But this alone will not be enough for me. Before all this, I will have to make a solid plan. But even before that, I will have to understand what Pihu thinks about Pawan. I will make a plan later. Thinking all these things in my mind, I came back to my home. Even after coming home, I kept thinking about the plan the whole day. But I did not like any plan. Seeing me thinking something quietly like this, Pihu also probably got suspicious. She even asked me once, “What happened Bijan, why are you so quiet today? What are you thinking in your mind? Is there any tension? So tell me. Maybe I can help you in some way.” “You are the only one who can help me in this matter, but if I tell you about it right now, you will not listen at all. On the contrary, you will get angry at me for no reason.” I said to myself. Then looking at her, I smiled a little and said, “No, darling, there is nothing to worry about. I was just thinking about my office work. Don’t worry, I am absolutely fine.” After I said this, Pihu did not ask me anything else, but I could clearly see a mark of doubt on her face. But I did not pay much attention to it. That night, when she came to sleep with me, she was wearing a maxi. I knew that she was not wearing a bra under that maxi. Because when she is alone at home or stays with me, she never wears a bra under the maxi or her clothes. But she always wears panty. As soon as she came to the bed, I removed her maxi. My guess was right. She was wearing panty, but not a bra. As soon as her clothes came off, I saw her protruding boobs. I immediately started kissing and licking both her boobs with my lips. Pihu was a little surprised to see me doing this. She asked me, "What happened, darling, why are you so horny today?" I was really horny inside. Because from morning till night, only Pawan's words were going on in my mind again and again. I was thinking about him only. How despite being a simple watchman, he is dreaming of fucking my wife. And as soon as I thought about this, only one scene kept playing in my mind, that Pawan is fucking my wife hard in my own house, in my own bedroom, on my own bed. And my so-called cultured and faithful wife Pihu is taking Pawan's cock in her pussy with both her legs wide open and is getting fucked by him. And because of this scene, my dick was getting erect again and again. I removed Pihu's panty, placed my dick on her pussy and suddenly asked her, "Darling, how do you like Pawan?" At this time, feeling my cock on the gateway of her wet pussy, she was wishing for a great fuck. But this question of mine surprised her. She asked me back, "Pawan! Our watchman? Why darling, why are you asking like this?" I said, "Oh tell me darling, how do you like him?" Pihu replied after thinking for a while, “Hmmm…he is a very nice boy. Young. He doesn’t look that bad either. He helps people. He has helped me so many times. You know, some two or three weeks ago, you had left for office, and I was going to take a bath. Suddenly the water stopped coming in our bathroom. I was getting late for bath. So I called him to call a plumber. He told me that there is no need for a plumber, he own will fix it. After that he came himself and in some time he really fixed the tap. I went to give him money, but he told me, let it be Bhabhiji, I don’t want any money for this. Even after that he delivers our milk packet or newspaper to our house himself or regular basis. That’s why I like him. But why are you asking all this at this time?” I told him, “Because today I wanted to fuck you as Pawan. That’s why I asked whether you like him or not.” Pihu laughed after hearing me and holding my neck with both her hands said, "Is that so? So, today in the absence of my beloved husband, Pawan has come to fuck me? Very good. So come, Pawan, fuck your Boudi properly and satisfy her." I immediately kissed her soft lips and said, "Bhabhiji, today I will make you happy by fucking you." She inserted my erected cock in her wet pussy and said, "Is it? So show me your feat." I inserted my cock completely in her pussy with just one push and then kept fucking her hard. After some time Pihu started shouting, "Ah... Pawan... fuck your Boudi harder... make her your whore. Fuck me more... Pawan... oh... ah..." She was lifting her waist up in the air and taking my cock completely in her pussy. I told her, "Bhabhiji, now I want to take you from behind. Please make doggy position." Pihu immediately got on the bed on her hands and knees in a doggy position. I caressed her ass with my hands and said, “Bhabhiji, your ass is very beautiful, can I fuck your ass?” After getting her ass fucked by Ani and Rajesh, now Pihu lets me fuck her ass too. She turned back and looked at me and said smilingly, “Pawan, first you fuck my pussy well, then you can fuck my ass.” I shook my head and inserted my cock in her pussy and holding her waist tightly from behind, started fucking her hard. Pihu was moaning continuously. Because after a long time I was fucking her in such an aggressive and wild way, which made her very happy. She was also trying to match her rhythm with mine by moving her waist back and forth. My cock was going in and out of her wet pussy easily. And whenever my belly was hitting her ass and butt, a sweet sound of “thap thap” was echoing in the room. After a long time I was fucking Pihu with such passion, that is why she could not hold her juice for long. And in a short while, her pussy juice was released with a jerk. And her body started trembling. She was enjoying the flow of water from her pussy by stopping. I was also letting her enjoy it by stopping for a while. My whole cock was wet with the hot water coming out of her pussy. She was still cumming. After cumming like this for some time, she said panting, "Now you fuck me again. Today I have had so much fun after a long time." I told her, "Yes Bhabhiji." Saying this I started thrusting her again. Due to cumming, her pussy had become wetter than before. And due to which my cock was able to easily explore her pussy deep inside. I was trying to push my cock as deep inside her pussy as possible. So I started fucking her by thrusting hard. Pihu had now started only moaning. “Uff... oh mother... I am done today... aah...” she was making some such sounds from her throat. I suddenly took my fingers near her pussy. Her pussy juice had come out and was all over. I wet my finger with her own juice and placed it on the small hole of her ass and without giving her time to feel anything, I suddenly inserted my finger in her ass hole. Due to my fingers being wet with her pussy juice, my finger entered her ass hole very easily. But due to this sudden attack Pihu got a little nervous and without me doing anything, she ejaculated for the second time. But this time I did not stop, kept putting my dick in her pussy and at the same time kept moving my finger in her ass. Pihu did not say anything with her mouth, but started pulling her ass. And due to this the hole of her ass got tighter than before. But I did not pull my finger out, on the contrary, I inserted it more inside. Pihu was not prepared for this double attack. She tried hard to free herself from my grip or to take out my finger from her asshole. But she could not do anything. And finally she gave up. Now I started fucking her ass with my finger along with her pussy with my dick. Suddenly I said, “Bhabhiji, one of your panty was missing, right?” She was surprised again to hear this from me at this time. She said, “Yes. But why are you asking this?” I replied laughing, “Because I stole that panty.” Pihu could not understand whether I was telling the truth or making up stories. She turned back and looked at me and asked, “Is that so? But when did you steal it?” I replied while fucking her, “The same day, when I came to your place to fix the tap. I saw your panty lying in the bathroom. I picked it up and stole it and took it with me.” She said, “But that was the panty I was wearing the whole previous day!” I replied, "That's why I took it." She asked again, "But what will you do with my panty? It won't fit you. Give it back to me, please." I shook my head and said, “No Bhabhiji, I have not stolen your panty to wear it. I take your panty and smell it and masturbate every night thinking about you. I enjoy it a lot.” She made a face and said, “Yuck, you are so dirty!” I said, “Whatever it is, I enjoy it a lot. I will not return it to you.” After this I started fucking her hard. After some time, I inserted my whole cock in her pussy and released my juice inside of it. She got tired and lay down on the bed. I lay on her back. Her whole body was covered with sweat. She was panting heavily. I kept my cock inside her pussy for some time and later pulled it out. As soon as I did this, a lot of juice started oozing out of her pussy. I lay down next to her. After some time she asked me, “Did Pawan really steal my panty?” Looking at her, I said, “No. I just made this up like that. Don’t worry. It must be somewhere in the house, you will find if you search for it.” After this Pihu did not say anything and went to sleep. But I could not sleep for a long time that night. I was lying down and thinking. How to make Pawan see Pihu’s pussy and that too without her knowing. Then after thinking for a long time, I liked a plan. I thought that tomorrow I will definitely try it. Tomorrow itself I will have to execute the first phase of my plan. I had decided that I will make Pawan fuck Pihu by Pawan at any cost. With a devilish smile, I hugged Pihu’s naked body and went to sleep. Tomorrow was going to be an important day for me and my plan as well. (contd.) [Next Update is on Tuesday (01.07.25) 11 am]
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Part 9 – New Day, New Plan
The next day I started feeling a strange zeal and excitement in my mind. Because today I was going to give a real shape to my plan. I started thinking about the all possible features of my plan in detail from the morning. And then I got ready for tonight. At night I gave Pihu a strong and wonderful fuck and waited for her to sleep. Due to the fatigue of fucking, Pihu quickly fell into a deep sleep. Immediately after she slept, I started working on my plan. First I removed the main fuse of the house. Due to this the electricity of our house went off and there was complete darkness all around. After that I went to the balcony and called Pawan. He used to stay awake at night and do the watchman duty. So he quickly picked up my call. “Tell me sir, what happened? You are calling me so late at night? Is everything alright?” He asked as soon as he picked up my call. As per my plan, I told him, “It's not all right, Pawan, that's why I had to call you so late at night.” He said, “What happened Sir? Is Bhabhiji fine?” I somehow managed to control my laughter and said, “Don’t worry, your Bhabhiji is absolutely fine. Come to our house right now. I need your help very much.” He asked in surprise, “I am coming right now, Sir. But tell me what happened?” I said, “Why waste too much time talking, Pawan, come to our house right now.” Saying this, I disconnected the call without giving him a chance to say anything more. And smiling to myself, I waited for him to come. Then I picked up a torch and went back to our bedroom. Pihu was sleeping peacefully in her deep sleep. I wish she knew what was going to happen next! Anyway, after that I got busy with my work. I slowly pulled Pihu’s maxi up to her waist and exposed her bare smooth legs. After that I slightly removed the maxi from her chest to show Pihu’s smooth shoulders and her deep cleavage. And finally I took off her panty too. A mixture of my cum and her own juices started dripping out on the bed from her clean shaved pussy which had just been fucked. After finishing my work, I took a closer look at everything. Indeed, a shocking scene was waiting for Pawan. At that very moment, I heard a knock on the door. Since there was no electricity in the house, the doorbell probably did not ring. Then I quickly went to open the door so that Pawan could not knock for long. If this had happened, there was every possibility of Pihu waking up and my plan would have been ruined before it even started. And I did not want to take such risks at that time. So I quickly went and opened the door and let Pawan come in. As soon as he came in, I quickly closed the door again. But he was a little shocked to see such a situation in the house. He asked me, “What happened to the electricity sir? How did it become so dark in the house?” I immediately said, “I have called you just to check this. See, I was going to sleep and at that very moment the electricity went off. And it is so hot that I will not be able to sleep. And at this time no one from the electricity office will come to check the electricity. That is why I have called you. Just check, what the problem is.” He said, “I will check right now, sir. Where is your meter box?” I took him to the meter box. While checking the meter box, he said, “No sir, everything is fine here. There is no problem here.” I said, “If everything is fine then why is there no electricity in the house?” He thought for a while and said, “Maybe there is some problem in the fuse box. I think we should check the fuse box too.” I said, "Maybe you are right, Pawan. Let's check that." Saying this, I started to leave. He started to follow me. I suddenly stopped. He asked, "What happened Sir, why did you stop?" I pretended to think for a while and said to him, "Pawan, do one thing. Go to our bedroom right now. There will be a candle and matchbox in the bottom drawer of the dressing table near the bed. Bring it immediately." He said, "What is the need for a candle, Sir? We have a torch already, right?" I said, "Yes. But a candle will be better. Now don't waste your time arguing with me, your Bhabhiji will wake up due to the heat. Go quickly." My trick really worked. As soon as he heard Pihu's mention, he didn't say anything and went towards our bedroom. As he left, I tiptoed towards my bedroom and stood behind the door. I was standing at a place where Pawan couldn't see me from inside the room but I could see him and his every move. Pawan entered the room very carefully and cautiously. He tiptoed towards the bed so that Pihu's sleep doesn't get disturbed. At first he was moving towards the dressing table, but suddenly he stopped. And he moved the light of the torch held in his hand on the body of the sleeping Pihu. Poor Pawan could not believe his eyes and he stopped there staring at the sleeping Pihu and her body as if he wanted to chew her raw. At that moment I could see that Pawan's cock was really hard and he started rubbing it slowly from above his pant. He took his torch and focused it on Pihu's boobs for a while. With time Pawan was becoming more daring and stayed there for a long time staring and enjoying the naked beauty of my sleeping sweet wife. Pihu was lying completely naked under her maxi with one leg hanging out. As Pawan went closer to her, Pihu turned in her sleep and showed him her beautiful smooth ass. As I had lifted her maxi up to her waist and removed the panty she was wearing, she was completely naked from below. Pawan could not believe his luck. His own Bhabhiji, whom he dreams of fucking every day, was lying in front of him today with almost no clothes on. With trembling hands, he turned his torch and focused it directly between Pihu's legs. There is no doubt that he was definitely praising his Bhabhiji's legs and ass in his mind. Pihu turned to one side once again and slowly slid one of her legs down from the edge of the bed. This exposed her clean-shaven pussy completely in front of Pawan. Her sexy pussy was clearly visible to him. At this moment, Pawan's young cock must have been throbbing like crazy. I was also not prepared for what he did next. I was stunned to see his courage. Pawan slowly unzipped his pants and took out his erect cock and started rubbing it lovingly. I immediately took out my phone from my pocket and clicked some pictures of him in this state, so that I could use them later. I saw Pawan holding his erect cock in one hand and started coming closer to Pihu. I now looked at his cock carefully. I found that his cock was big but not huge at all. Yes, his cock was definitely bigger in size than mine. I thought that Pihu would definitely be happy to take this cock in her pussy. Well, now I could not wait any longer. Because if Pawan did something inappropriate then my whole plan would be ruined. And I did not want to let this happen at all. So I called him from outside, “What happened, Pawan? Why are you taking so long? Should I come?” He got nervous on hearing my voice suddenly and very quickly returned to the reality. He quickly put his cock inside his pant and came out with a candle and matchbox from the dressing table. I was standing outside casually. On seeing him, I asked, “Did you see it?” On hearing my question, he became even more nervous and somehow stuttered and said, “Wh...What sir?” I said, “You fool, did you see the candle? What did you think?” He immediately replied, “N…Nothing sir, here is your candle and matchbox. Come, let us check the fuse box quickly, I am getting late. I have to go.” Looking at his face, I asked, “But why are you sweating so much, Pawan? What happened, did you suddenly fall ill?” He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his palm and said, “No sir, I am feeling hot, that's why.” I said, “Yes, you are right. Ok Pawan, your Bhabhiji is sleeping, right, or has she woken up due to the heat?” He said, “No sir, Bhabhiji is sleeping peacefully.” I said, “Did you see her?” He said, "Yes, I saw her once when I went inside. She was sleeping peacefully. Now let's go sir." Saying this he went away from there. I knew that he was trying to hide his erect cock from me. Anyway, as soon as the fuse was fixed the electricity came back and he immediately went away from there without saying anything. I knew that now he will definitely go and masturbate in the name of Pihu. That's why I also secretly followed him. My guess turned out to be correct. He went straight to his hut. Tiwari was already sleeping there. I started watching him from behind the door. He picked up something from a corner of the hut and held it in his hands. I knew that it must be the same panty of Pihu which he had stolen from our house. He looked around cautiously once and took out his cock from inside his pant and wrapped the panty properly on his cock. Then he started masturbating his cock with the panty. His face was upwards and his eyes were closed. His mouth was open and he was breathing heavily and moving his hand vigorously. “Oh…Bhabhiji…ah…your pussy is so soft…I like your pussy very much…ah…Bhabhiji…” he kept saying continuously in a suppressed voice. And suddenly he stopped completely. And calming down, he started releasing a fountain of his hot cock juice on the panty held in his hand. “Oh Bhabhiji…take this love juice of my cock in your pussy…” he said somehow while panting. I again took some pictures of him in this state and quickly left from there. The first step of my plan was completely successful. Now it was the turn of the last step which I was going to use on him the next day. And I was sure that he definitely would not be able to refuse this plan.
The next day was Sunday. I had a holiday. So, I started working on the second and last phase of my plan right from the morning. As per my plan, I first met Tiwari and talked to him. Then I called Pawan and asked him to meet me outside. Initially, I had thought that I would meet him at my house or at his hut and talk to him. But I myself rejected this. Because I was afraid that this would let Tiwari and Pihu know about my plan, which I did not want at all. I especially wanted to stick to my own plan. I could not trust anyone else except myself at this critical moment, not even my beloved Pihu. One wrong move could be enough to ruin my plan forever. Which I did not want to let happen. So, I called Pawan and told him that I want to meet him right now for some important matter. He should meet me as soon as possible at the tea stall outside our apartment. The matter is very serious, he should not waste much time. He must have been scared after hearing what I said. In a few moments he came running to meet me at the tea stall. After he came, I gave him a cup of tea and I took one myself. Then I started talking to him while sipping my tea. At first he was behaving normally, but as I started moving forward, his behavior also started changing. Finally I said to him, “Look Pawan, whatever you did last night, all the proof of it is in my phone. If you want, I can still show it to you. Tell me, should I show it to you?” He shook his head and said, “Sir, I don’t know what you are talking about. Last night you yourself called me and ordered me to come your house. I went there, and came back after fixing the fuse. In the meantime, I did not do anything. I swear on my mother!” I said laughing, "Well, Pawan, since when have you become so innocent? You have not done anything, right? So look at this..." saying this, I showed him the pictures I had taken last night from my phone. He was in a bad state after seeing them. But even then my game was not over. I said teasing him, "Leave all this, you can definitely say something about this. I have brought it from your hut some time ago. Tiwari has also seen it. If needed, he is ready to confess everything." Saying this, I took out Pihu's panty from my pocket, which he himself had stolen from our house. It seemed as if he started feeling dizzy after seeing it. I continued, “Not only this, I have heard with my own ears, how you were telling your Tiwari uncle in detail, how you brought my wife's worn panty from our house. And I also heard from your mouth that how you keep masturbating every night taking my wife's name. And then that incident of last night! Now I feel that if I had not called you at that time, I don't know what you would have done to my wife. Maybe you could have even bangd her last night.” Before I could finish speaking, he fell on my feet and started crying loudly and apologizing. “Please forgive me, Sir. I have made a big mistake. You and Bhabhiji love me so much, and I, the traitor, had thought wrongly about her. But believe me Sir, I do not want to do anything wrong with her. I can never even dream of such a nasty thing. I just like her, nothing else. I swear on my mother! Yes, I did pick up her underwear from your house. This was my biggest mistake. And I am ready to confess and apologize to her for that too. You are a big man, Sir, please forgive me with a big heart, considering this first mistake of this poor and innocent child as a mistake, Sir. I swear on my mother that I will never repeat such a mistake again in my life. From today, from now on, I will look at her like my mother and will also respect her. Please, Sir, forgive me this time.” I was very happy inside. I had no idea that my work would be done so quickly and easily. This Pawan turned out to be a coward. He broke with just a little push. But this could have put me and my plan in a great danger. I had thought earlier that I would tell him about my plan right away. But now I felt that it would not be right to do so. Pawan is completely scared. If I tell him about tonight's plan, he will not agree at all and the whole game will backfire and the whole game will end in a moment. So, considering the situation, I immediately changed my plan a little. I thought a while and said to him, "Look Pawan, your Bhabhiji doesn't know anything about this yet. But I can't hide all this from her for long, right? One day or the other I will have to tell her everything. And once she comes to know about all this, she will be broken from inside. I know how much she loves you. She likes you. When she will come to know that you thought so dirty about her, how will she be able to forgive you, tell me?" He said, "Then sir, I will hold her feet and apologize. She will have to forgive me." I said, "First, you stop crying. And listen to me carefully. Come to our house tonight. I will make her understand before that. You come and apologize to her. Okay?" He immediately nodded his head and said, "You are right sir. I will do the same." I said, "Okay, I will call you today as I did yesterday. Come to our house immediately and apologize to your Boudi. But before that, Tiwari or anyone else should not have any idea about this." He said, "No, sir. I will not let anyone know. I will go to your house tonight." Saying this, he left from there. Now I was feeling a little relaxed and relieved. Now it was tonight's turn. I had fucked Pihu for two consecutive nights. She had thought that I would fuck her tonight as well. But my plan tonight was not to fuck her myself, but to get her fucked by Pawan instead. And I had to do that at any cost. So I told her, “Pihu, I am not feeling well today. I will not be able to fuck you properly tonight. Instead, I will fuck you with the dildo.” Being disappointed, she agreed with a heavy heart after hearing me. I inserted the dildo in Pihu's pussy and started fucking her with it. After some time, I teased her and said, “Pihu, just think, wouldn't it have been better if you had a real cock instead of this plastic one right now?” Pihu said in a disappointed voice, pointing towards my cock, “I have a real cock but it doesn't seem to be of any use to me for tonight.” She also said the same thing to me teasing me. I said, “I am not talking about myself, dear. I am talking about someone else.” Pihu thought I was joking with her. So she also said in a joking mood, "Okay? So from where will you find a real cock for me at this time of the night, tell me?" I said, "I will not need to go anywhere, we already have one." She asked me in surprise, "Who? Who are you talking about?" "Why not try your favorite and loyal guy, that is, our apartment's young watchman Pawan for tonight?" I replied. I thought Pihu might get angry but she laughed on hearing my words. She laughed loudly and said, "But will he agree to have sex with me?" I said, "I will convince him. Don't worry about that. You just tell me, are you ready or not?" Pihu still thought that I was joking with her. Either I myself will fuck her again by becoming Pawan. So she also said, "If he agrees to fuck me, then I am also ready to get fucked by him." She was clearly excited by the idea. I said, "Okay. I will convince him and make him fuck you." She said smilingly, "Okay, let Pawan come tonight, I will show him my magic." Saying this she went to sleep. I sat and waited. After some time I called Pawan. He arrived in a few moments. As soon as he came I let him in and closed the door. He asked me, "Where is Bhabhiji?" I said, "She is sleeping inside in the bedroom. I have told her about your visit. Now you go and apologize." He looked at my face once and then slowly went to our bedroom. But he must have been stunned to see the scene that was waiting for him inside. I had kept everything ready before his arrival. When Pawan went inside, he saw Pihu was lying on the bed completely naked. Only a thin sheet was wrapped around her body. Instead of covering her beauty, it was highlighting her even more. Pihu's protruding boobs could be clearly seen from under the sheet. When Pawan went to her, Pihu suddenly mumbled in her sleep, "Who?" Pawan stuttered and said, "It…it’s me, Pawan, Bhabhiji." Pihu was in deep sleep, she thought that I was talking like Pawan. So she said, "Pawan, bring me some water. I am feeling thirsty." Pawan picked up the bottle lying nearby and went to give it to her, "Take this, Bhabhiji." He went to give the bottle to Pihu with his shaking hands. Pihu was probably still thinking that it was me. So she did not open her eyes, instead she sat on the bed, opened her mouth and said in her sleep, "Pawan, I am feeling very lazy to drink water myself, please give me water to drink." And with that, Pihu unknowingly completed the remaining task. Pawan started giving water to Pihu with his shaking hands. Due to his shaking hands, some water fell on Pihu's chest and soaked the sheet she was covering with. Due to which her boobs became even more prominent. Pihu said, "Pawan, see what you have done. Wipe it off right now." As soon as Pihu said this, Pawan immediately started wiping the drops of water on Pihu's chest with his hands very lovingly. After that Pihu went back to sleep. But Pawan stood there like a stone statue and started staring at Pihu. He had probably forgotten why he had come here. I knew that I would not need to do anything else. Both of them will take care of the rest. I just sat comfortably and started watching their actions. Pihu was watching a very strange dream in her sleep. As if some things were bothering her a lot. Sometimes the hands of many strangers were touching all over her body. She was trying to run away but was unable to move forward. Pihu woke up from sleep feeling a strange movement on her body, especially between her legs. She felt as if there was someone who was caressing her body very lovingly. And pressing both her boobs very delicately. Without opening her eyes, she tried to find her husband i.e. me sleeping next to her with her right hand. But she did not find me sleeping next to her. Right then Pihu shivered with a little feeling the pressure of someone's hand on her boobs. She pulled the sheet lying near her over herself. As soon as she touched her own body, she realized that she was not wearing any clothes. Pihu could not remember anything, she did not even remember what she had worn to sleep at night. She could not understand who was caressing her body, hands and feet with such love. Pihu plays role play with me almost every night. I have sex with her very rough, like a stranger, almost like bang. She tries to free her hands and legs from me, but after some time she gives up and surrenders herself to the stranger Bijan, i.e. me. It is very erotic and fun, but she also feels a lot of pain in this fake fight. Pihu tried to remember if I had done something like this with her last night or not. But she found nothing but emptiness inside her head. She could not remember anything like that. Pihu realized that for some reason there were pillows under both her legs and there was no sheet on her legs. She furrowed her eyebrows and opened her eyes a little, then she saw that it was pitch dark inside the room, due to which nothing much could be seen. There was still a light layer of sleep on her eyes, due to which she was not able to see anything clearly. A little moonlight was coming inside the room from the window. In that light, she saw a dark shadowy figure sitting near her feet on the bed and slightly leaning towards her feet. "Bijan!", Pihu said in a sleepy voice. Her eyelids were still very heavy due to sleep. It was becoming difficult for her to keep them open. "Yes!", that figure replied to her in a confused voice. Pihu closed her eyes again. I do such crazy things sometimes. I wake up in the middle of the night and undress the sleeping Pihu. The next morning when she wakes up from the bed and sees herself naked in the mirror, she feels very embarrassed. But she also enjoys my antics. She smiled a little to herself, because she might thought that today also I am doing this to her, and she has caught me red handed doing it. She put the hands of the figure near her waist and found that she was still not able to open her eyes. She pulled the figure near her waist. The figure slowly lowered his head and came between Pihu's legs. The figure tried to move her legs with a light pressure of his hands. He started rubbing the inside of her pussy with his lips slowly and very carefully. As if he did not want to wake this sleeping angel. He wrapped his arms around her waist and started touching her pussy slit lightly with his tongue. Pihu keeps her pussy clean by shaving regularly. Her body started reacting to this unwanted touch. Half asleep, she spread her legs a little to make more space. Pihu was loving such mischief in her sleep in the middle of the night. She lifted her waist a little and tried to push her pussy a little more into the mouth of that figure. She suddenly felt a little pricked by the prickly beard of Bijan, as if a thorn was pricking around her soft pussy. On other days, she would have pushed me away or angrily asked why I don't keep myself clean, but today she didn't feel like doing that either. Pihu tried to remember if we both had sex before falling asleep or not. But she couldn’t clearly. Pihu laughed to herself as she lay on the bed, breaking the uncomfortable atmosphere. The figure near her feet grabbed her waist a little more and started biting her delicate pussy with his teeth in an uncontrollable manner. "Bijan, leave it. I am not feeling good," Pihu said looking at the aggressive figure growing between her legs. The prick of the figure's beard was burning her inner thighs and near her pussy. Suddenly a hand came inside her bed sheet and anxiously grabbed her exposed left boob. Pihu was now really in pain. "Bijan, please, I am not feeling well," Pihu said moving her leg a little forward. "Hmmm!", the figure pulled her pussy petals with both hands, moved them to the side, inserted his tongue deep inside, and started sucking her clitoris. Pihu's legs were now hanging in the air above his shoulders. The bed sheet had been pulled up to her stomach. Some part of her waist was hanging off the bed. Pihu suddenly remembered that Bijan, i.e. I, had shaved my beard this morning. And as soon as she remembered this, she felt a cold current running down her spine. Her eyes were now dazzled by the darkness. Pihu's eyes were glued to that thin black body. And this time it did not take her a moment to recognize that figure. "Pawan!!!", she screamed. She made no mistake in recognizing our watchman. She started moving her legs vigorously. "Bijan, Bijan...Bijan...!!", Pihu started screaming in a shrill voice. Still she could not believe that her nightmare was not over yet. She kicked Pawan hard and he fell on the floor. It seemed as if he was in a state of shock for some time. He had not thought that he would be able to enjoy Bhabhiji's body so easily. He could not stop himself. By then he had regained his senses. He kept looking at the naked Bhabhiji in surprise. Pihu was almost fainting. She got up from the bed and started throwing whatever she could get her hands on at Pawan. Her only hope was to make as much noise as possible so that I, Bijan, would come running. As soon as she stood on the floor, the sheet fell from her waist. And her protruding boobs started shaking like crazy in front of Pawan's astonished eyes. After standing still for some time, a panicked Pawan opened the door and ran out. I was standing outside the bedroom in the drawing room and immediately caught hold of him and stopped him. Pawan realized that he will have to pay the price for this big mistake. There was no forgiveness for what he had done. When I come to know about this, I will definitely kill him. Pihu stood like a mad with her back against the door handle. She was panting like hell. She could not understand why Bijan was not in his room at such a late hour or why no one came even after hearing her screams. She did not know for how long she stood like that, but when she felt the atmosphere cooled down a bit, she moved away from the door and started looking for her clothes. She found her maxi lying on one side of the bed. She could not find her panty. Understanding the situation, she wore only the maxi without the panty. Pihu could not believe how Pawan got so much courage and opportunity. Her eyes were filled with fear and nervousness. After waiting for some more time, she opened the door and came out. Every moment she felt as if someone would jump on her. As soon as she came out of the bedroom and reached the drawing room on tiptoe, she found that I was already standing there. And none other than Pawan was standing with me! I could clearly see a wave of anger on her face. Perhaps seeing me, she regained her courage. She quickly came forward and slapped Pawan hard on his cheek. Due to this slap, Pawan fell on the floor. Pihu started moving towards him to hit him more. But before that, I held her in my arms and stopped her from doing so. Pihu could no longer control herself. She put her head on my chest and started crying loudly. “Bijan, this bastard was doing wrong to me. Where were you, Bijan? Why didn't you save me from this bastard? Why, Bijan, why? If it would have been a little longer, he could have done anything wrong to me.” I consoled her by caressing her hair softly, “Calm down, Pihu. First listen to everything I say. This Pawan is not at fault in this. It was me who asked him to do this.” Pihu was still not able to believe what I said. She thought that I was trying to save Pawan by doing this. She said again, “No Bijan, you are lying. You are trying to save this bastard. This bastard was doing wrong with your wife, and you are supporting him, taking the blame on yourself!!! How can you do this Bijan, how?” Just then Pawan went to say something to her. Before that I signaled him to keep quiet. He was forced to go quiet again. I wiped the tears from Pihu’s eyes and said, “Calm down, Pihu. First listen to me with a calm mind. Then think for yourself, whether what I did was right or wrong. If you feel that I must have done something wrong, then I will accept whatever decision you make. First you listen to me.” She said, “Tell me, what you want to say, I am listening you.” I said, “Not here, we all will go to the bedroom, there I will tell you everything clearly and peacefully.” She asked in surprise, “All of us means? This bastard will go to our bedroom again? And you are letting him go, Bijan!? What you are saying, what you are doing, I am not able to understand anything. Will you please explain to me?” I said, "I am just trying to explain to you, darling. It is needed, that is why I am letting him go there. Please have some faith in me." She did not say anything then. She immediately went from there to our bedroom. I looked at Pawan and signaled him to go inside as well. But the poor guy was already scared and nervous. He started hesitating to go inside. I had to take him to the bedroom with me. (contd.) [Next Update is on Thursday (03.07.25) 11 am]
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