Adultery Wife ki chudayii.

[kirak9484]

Ye story ek fantasy story Hai. "Husband ke dark fantasy ki wajah se wife ko uske colleagues use karte hain" – yeh bahut sensitive aur explicit adult/dark cuckold theme hai.

[Arya321]

Please start Karo bhayi

[Blackdick11]

Kab start kar rahe ho, bro?

[rajeev13]

Waiting for first update...

[kirak9484]

Thank you bro today first update.

[kirak9484]

Update 1
“Honey,” Nitesh ne kaha, “plumber ko dekhna band kar.”
Payal ne jhat se apna sir ghuma liya, plumber ki broad back aur iron jaise biceps se nazar hataate hue.
“Main toh nahi dekh rahi thi!” Payal ne jaldi se bola.
Hum dono muskura diye kyunki yeh sort of joke tha. Par sort of nahi bhi tha. Shaadi ko saat saal ho chuke the aur main usse ab bhi utna hi pyaar karta tha jitna dating ke time karta tha... lekin lately main notice kar raha tha ki uski nazrein zyada idhar-udhar jaane lagi hain. Pool cleaner ko, society ke paas construction workers ko, aur paas wale gym ke kuch bodybuilders ko bhi. Hamesha woh bade, muscled wale ladke — dimaag mein itna nahi shayad, lekin attitude aur swagger full-on, aur unke body pe hard work se nikla paseena chamakta hua.
“Tu dekh rahi thi,” Nitesh ne usse teasing tone mein kaha.
Maine dekha ki uske cheeks thoda laal ho gaye aur usne apne lambe kaale baal ek jhatke se shoulder ke peeche kar diye. Usske soft straight cut baal, unki khushboo aur narm feel — yeh sab mujhe hamesha garam kar dete the. Uski soft skin aur hourglass figure ke saath Payal bilkul supremely feminine thi, agar yeh baat samajh aa rahi ho. 5’5” se thoda upar height hone ki wajah se usse zyadatar ladkon ko upar dekhna padta tha, jo uski femininity ko aur badha deta tha.




She ek freelance interior designer thi. Pehli nazar mein koi bhi usko dekh kar yeh guess nahi kar sakta tha. Par woh already prove kar chuki thi ki usmein itni skills hain ki woh Mumbai ke bade-bade interior designing companies ke saath contract after contract land kar leti thi, un big boys ke against jaa kar bhi.
“Okay...” Payal ne kitchen sink ki taraf phir se dekha, plumber ko apne kaam mein busy dekhte hue jo hamari baat-cheet se bilkul anjaan tha. “Shayad thoda bahut.” Phir woh Nitesh ki taraf serious ho kar ghumi. “Lekin tu jaanta hai na, main sirf dekhne se zyada kabhi nahi karungi, right?”
Nitesh ke andar kuch dark sa ripple hua. Yeh aisa nahi tha ki usko dar tha ki woh usse cheat karegi — almost opposite. Asal mein woh usko dusre mardo ko dekhte hue tease isliye karta tha kyunki... usko yeh pasand tha jab woh dekhti thi.
Jaise ki woh apni wife ko kisi ke saath share nahi karna chahta tha. Bilkul nahi. Kam se kam, woh pretty sure tha ki nahi chahta. Lekin uske dimag mein yeh scene aa jata tha — Payal plumber ko ghar mein chupke se bula leti jab woh office mein hota, uska brutish, dark skinned, paseene se tar body couch pe uske upar... uske andar dhans jata. Nitesh ne ek second ke liye aankhein band ki, feel kiya ki uske cock ki length mein ek whisper si sensation gayi aur woh dheere se stiff hone laga...
Usne us thought ko turant push away kar diya. Yeh sirf ek fantasy thi, kuch zyada nahi. Bas idle speculation, normal baat thi — shaadi ke teen saal aur usse pehle ke teen saal ke baad. Iska koi matlab nahi tha.
“Main jaanta hoon,” usne usse kaha. Woh table ke upar jhuk kar usko kiss karne laga — slow aur unhurried, uske lips ki softness ka maze lete hue. Usne hamesha Payal ke mouth ko bahut pasand kiya tha, uske lips itne full aur satin pillows jaise. Aur jab woh kiss karte waqt aankhein band karti thi, uski lambi lashes usko dreamily seductive bana deti thi, bina koshish kiye. Hum breakfast kar rahe the, abhi bhi night clothes mein the, par bina make-up ke bhi woh bahut gorgeous lag rahi thi.
Jab plumber apna kaam khatam karke chala gaya, Payal ne usko payment de diya.








“Tu kahin nahi ja rahi,” meri awaaz sakht thi. Main Payal ki aankhon mein seedha dekhte hue uske wrist ko aur tightly pakad liya.
Payal ka dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Uske andar dar aur excitement ka ek strange cocktail daud raha tha. Usne mujh mein woh shift feel kar liya tha — mere body mein woh raw tension, jaise koi spring bilkul tight ho kar tutne ko ready ho. Mera haath garam tha, bilkul alag us thande metal faucet se jo woh kuch pal pehle use kar rahi thi.
Uski aankhein meri aankhon mein kuch dhoondh rahi thi — us aadmi ko jo woh jaanti thi — lekin mujh mein sirf lust aur gusse ka toofan dikhai de raha tha. Meri nazar rukne ka naam nahi le rahi thi, meri pupils dilated ho chuki thi. Maine usko kitchen counter ki taraf dhakka de kar chipka diya. Uski saans atak gayi aur usne feel kiya mera garam body uske against press ho raha tha. Mera arousal bilkul clear tha.
Ek firm tug ke saath maine uski nighty uske sir ke upar se nikaal di, uska lacy bra expose ho gaya. Maine apni ungli se us fabric ke edge ko touch kiya, meri aankhein kabhi uski aankhon se nahi hati. “Kya tu chahti hai ki main uske baare mein sochun... ki woh tujhe chod raha hai?” maine growl kiya, meri awaaz low aur guttural thi. “Yahi baat hai kya?”

Payal ki saans chhoti-chhoti gasps mein aa rahi thi jab usne mere haath ka weight apne shoulder pe feel kiya, mujhe usko neeche ki taraf dhakel rahe the. Par uski aankhon mein jo primal hunger chamak raha tha, woh usne shayad expect nahi kiya tha. Uske bare skin ko kitchen ke thande tiles se touch feel ho raha tha.
“ Bata na baby,” meri awaaz mere seene mein low rumble ki tarah thi, mera garam saans uski neck pe pad raha tha jab main uska bra unclasping kar raha tha. “Mujhe sab details bata. Main sab kuch sunna chahta hoon.”








Payal ka pura body tremble kar raha tha — dar aur arousal ka ek mazedaar mix. Usne samajh liya tha ki ab yeh sirf plumber ke baare mein nahi tha. Yeh mere andar ka primal need tha — usko claim karne ka, usko phir se apni banane ka.
Usne gehri saans li aur dheere se whisper kiya, “Woh bahut rough tha mere saath, Nitesh. Bahut bada tha...”
Meri aankhein narrow ho gayi. Mera grip aur tight ho gaya aur maine ek jhatke se uski panties neeche khinch di, uski wet aur chamakti hui pussy ko thande air mein expose kar diya. Main groan kar gaya. Mera cock pajama pants ke andar zor-zor se throb kar raha tha jab main usko dekh raha tha.
“Tu ko pasand aaya tha na?” maine uspe accuse kiya, meri awaaz desire se thick ho chuki thi.

Payal sirf nod kar saki, words nahi nikal rahe the uske muh se. Mere haath ne counter pe zor se thappad maara, jisse saare dishes hil gaye. “Bol,” maine demand kiya, meri awaaz harsh whisper mein thi. “Bol ki tujhe pasand aaya jab usne tujhe choda.”
Uski aankhein tightly band ho gayi. Woh dheere se admit kar gayi, “Haan... pasand aaya tha. Bahut... intense tha.”
Mere naak phool gayi. Mera cock pants ke andar zor se strain kar raha tha. Mujhe yakin nahi ho raha tha ki uske muh se yeh words nikal rahe hain. Main jaanta tha ki bed mein woh wildcat hai, lekin yeh toh kuch aur hi level tha.
Maine phir se counter pe haath patka, awaaz kitchen mein goonj gayi. “Toh bata,” maine hiss kiya, “kya hua tha. Har. Ek. Fucking. Detail.”
Payal ke gaal laal ho gaye jab woh us illicit encounter ko recount karne lagi. Uski awaaz shaky thi, lekin woh meri aankhon se nazar nahi hata paa rahi thi. “Woh... usne mujhe neeche dhakel diya aur bas... le liya mujhe. Bahut rough tha, bahut... forceful.”
Mera cock pulse karne laga aur main feel kar raha tha ki precum meri underwear ko geela kar raha hai. Main uske aur kareeb jhuk gaya, meri saans phooli hui thi. “Continue kar,” maine urge kiya, meri awaaz restrained need se tight ho chuki thi. “Bata mujhe kitna maza aaya jab woh gehraai tak andar tha.”
Payal ki awaaz aur dheemi ho gayi, lekin uski aankhein ab bhi meri aankhon se locked thi. “Woh... mujhe pura bhar diya tha,” woh murmur kiya, uske gaal aur gehre laal ho gaye. “Pehle kabhi itna... stretched feel nahi hua tha.”
Mera jaw clenched ho gaya aur maine ek growl ko rok liya. Maine uske baal ka ek fist pakad liya aur uska sir peeche khinch kar uski neck expose kar di. Maine uske collarbone pe kiss kiya, mere daant uski sensitive skin ko graze kar rahe the. “Bata,” maine saans chhodte hue kaha, “bata ki jab usne tere andar cum kiya tha toh kaisa feel hua tha.”
Payal ka body jerk ho gaya, uske honthon se ek moan nikal gaya. “Woh... zabardast tha,” usne confess kiya, uski awaaz tremulous whisper mein thi. “Tere saath jitna feel hua, usse kahin zyada.”
Mere haath uske baal mein aur tight ho gaye, meri aankhon mein lust chamak raha tha. Main jaanta tha ki agar apne twisted needs ko satisfy karna hai toh humari marriage ke boundaries ko aur aage push karna padega. “Dikha,” maine order kiya, meri awaaz gruff thi. “Dikha mujhe ki usne tujhe kaise choda tha.”
Uski aankhein phail gayi, lekin woh maan gayi. Usne apne haath se apni taange aur chaudi kar di. Main uske aur kareeb aa gaya. Mera cock ab pants se bahar nikal chuka tha aur full attention mein khada tha. Main usko dekh raha tha — uske breasts upar-neeche ho rahe the, uski pussy slick aur swollen arousal se.
Mujhe ek twisted sense of pride feel hua ki woh itni turned on thi dusre mard ke khayal se.
“Maang,” maine dark whisper mein kaha. “Maang mujhse ki main tujhe uski tarah chodu, jaise tu ek slut hai.”
Payal ki aankhein khul gayi aur seedha meri fiery gaze se mili. Uske andar ka ek hissa in words se horrified tha, lekin dusra hissa ismein revel kar raha tha. Uski pussy ek aur throb se bhar gayi. Usne apna lower lip bite kiya aur whimper kiya, mujhe please karne ki need ne uski baki dignity ko hara diya.
“Please,” woh moan karte hue boli, uski awaaz tremble kar rahi thi. “Mujhe uski tarah chodo.”
Meri aankhein lust se aur gehri ho gayi jab main uske legs ke beech position mein aa gaya. Maine apni pants ko poora utarne ki bhi zaroorat nahi samjhi — urgency bahut zyada thi. Ek hi swift motion mein main uske andar slam ho gaya. Mera thick cock usko ek baar mein pura bhar diya.
Payal ki aankhein sir peeche chadh gayi, uske muh se pleasure ka scream nikla jo mere haath se uske muh pe dab jaane ki wajah se muffled ho gaya.










Unke bodies ke flesh ek dusre se slap hone ki awaaz poore kitchen mein goonj rahi thi. Kabhi-kabhi chair aur table ki clang ki awaaz bhi aa rahi thi jab humari movements aur zyada erratic ho gayi thi.
Maine Payal ke baal ka grip aur tight kar liya, uska sir peeche aur khinchte hue, aur zor-zor se uske andar pound kar raha tha. Har thrust ke saath kitchen counter uski peeth mein gehraai tak dhans raha tha.






Ek feral growl ke saath maine Payal ke andar se apna cock nikaal liya aur usko ghuma kar sofa ki taraf face kar diya. Maine usko plush cushions pe dhakel diya, uske breasts bounce karte hue jab woh giri. Mera cock uski juices se bilkul slick tha. Maine usko recover hone ka koi time nahi diya aur turant uske peeche position le liya.
Maine uske hips ko pakad kar usko apni taraf khinch liya, uski taange instinctively fail gayi.
Ek smooth aur powerful motion mein maine phir se apne aap ko uske andar dhakel diya — mera cock peeche se uski pussy mein gehraai tak utar gaya. Payal ka body arch ho gaya, uske nails sofa ke fabric mein dhans gaye jab usne mere entry ki full force feel ki. Yeh angle alag tha, kahin zyada deep, aur isne uske andar fresh wave of pleasure bhej di.
Main pehle kabhi itna aroused nahi feel kiya tha. Mera dimag poora us thought se consume ho chuka tha — plumber ka bada cock Payal ke andar buried hai, aur woh bhi usi plumber ko imagine kar rahi thi jo usko apne ripped muscles se doll ki tarah pakad kar zor-zor se chod raha tha... woh muscles jo woh itni der se dekh rahi thi.









Main uske andar bahar thrust karne laga — animalistic rhythm ke saath, mera haath ab bhi uske baal mein fist bana hua tha. Payal ko har inch feel ho raha tha — main kaise usko stretch kar raha tha, pura bhar raha tha, aur har powerful stroke ke saath mere balls uski clit pe slap kar rahe the. Yeh almost painful tha, lekin woh dard uski arousal ko aur zyada fuel kar raha tha.
Uski moans aur zor se hone lagi, poore room ko unki carnal awaazon se bhar deti hui. Mere exertion ke grunts uske pleasure ke cries ke saath mil rahe the, ek aisi lust ki symphony bana rahe the jo room ki walls tak goonj rahi thi.
Payal ka body aise feel ho raha tha jaise saalon baad zinda ho gaya ho — uski senses heightened thi aur uska dimag plumber ke rough hands ke images se bhar raha tha. Uske bade cock ke andar pounding karne ke scenes, aur main unko dekh raha hoon... woh sab uske mann mein ghum rahe the.








Har powerful stroke ke saath Payal ke core ki tension aur tight hoti ja rahi thi. Mere baal mein grip usko constant reminder de raha tha ki main uska malik hoon. Mere daant uski neck ko graze kar rahe the jab main usko claim kar raha tha. Uski saans ragged ho chuki thi, aankhein tightly band, orgasm build ho raha tha — ek aisa crescendo of sensation jo usko overwhelm karne wala tha.
Payal ki moans aur zor se hone lagi. Uska body mere neeche tremble kar raha tha. Uski walls mere thick cock ke around clench ho rahi thi jab woh brink pe pahunch rahi thi. Maine feel kiya ki woh mere around tight ho rahi hai aur samajh gaya ki woh close hai. Maine uske around haath daala, meri ungli uski clit pe pahunchi aur tight, fast circles mein rub karne laga. Dusra haath ab bhi uske baal mein uljha hua tha.
Ek final, desperate push ke saath Payal ka orgasm uspe tidal wave ki tarah toot pada. Itni zor se ki woh saans lene ke liye gasping reh gayi. Uski pussy mere cock ke around convuls karne lagi, uske nails sofa cushions ko scratch kar rahe the jab wave after wave of pleasure uspe chadh rahi thi. Main usko triumph aur lust ke mix ke saath dekh raha tha — uska body har spasm ke saath hil aur tremble kar raha tha.
Maine usko recover hone ka ek bhi moment nahi diya. Main usko mercilessly chodta raha, mere strokes deep aur demanding the. Mujhe feel ho raha tha ki mera apna climax build ho raha hai. Uski baal mein grip aur tight ho gaya, mere thrusts erratic hone lage. Payal ko feel ho raha tha ki uska orgasm dheere-dheere subside ho raha hai, lekin mere cock ka sensation andar hone se woh ab bhi edge pe thi, uska body aur zyada maang raha tha.
Ek zor ka roar ke saath main jhad gaya. Mera garam cum usko bharne laga. Usne feel kiya mera cock pulse kar raha hai, har spurt uski spine mein shiver bhej raha tha. Main uspe collapse ho gaya, mera seena zor-zor se upar-neeche ho raha tha, meri saans uske kaan mein ragged thi.
Ek pal ke liye sirf humari mehnat bhari saanson ki awaaz aur uske legs ke beech ki sticky wetness thi.
Jab uske orgasm ke aftershocks dheere-dheere khatam hue, Payal ko emotions ka strange mix feel hua. Woh khud se sharma rahi thi ki usne mere aggression ko itna enjoy kiya, lekin saath hi is encounter ki intensity se thrilled bhi thi. Usne kabhi aisa feel nahi kiya tha — itna alive, itna desired.
Main hamesha gentle lover raha tha, lekin yeh... yeh kuch naya tha, kuch darker aur primal.
Jab hum dono thoda saans theek kar chuke, usne finally himmat karke woh sawal poocha jo uske mann mein jal raha tha. “Kya ho gaya tha tujhe achanak?” usne whisper kiya, shoulder ke upar se mujhe dekh kar. “Kya yeh sab us plumber ko main dekh rahi thi, isliye itna turned on ho gaya tha tu?”
Maine uske andar se apna cock nikaal liya — ab bhi half-hard tha aur humare combined juices se chamak raha tha. Maine uski aankhon mein dekh nahi paaya jab maine apni pants zip ki. Mere chehre pe embarrassment aur satisfaction ka mix tha. “Mujhe nahi pata,” maine finally admit kiya, meri awaaz gruff thi. “Jaise... main explain nahi kar sakta.” Main us baat ko sochna nahi chahta tha jo mere dimag mein chal rahi thi aur mujhe itna aroused kar rahi thi. Yeh kuch aisa tha jisse main abhi tak come to terms nahi kar paaya tha.
Phir dheere aur soft tone mein maine kaha, “Sorry...”....




To be continued..... Pls give feedback

[Arya321]

Good start

[kirak9484]

Good start

Thank you bro

[Hotgiri]

Pls update