Saturday, October 19, 2013
I got up and released my monster from my undies and she closed her eyes the moment she said it. I started to rub my dick on her forehead, cheeks and then it touched her lips. She turned her face to the other side. I sat beside her and asked her what happened darling? Why are you behaving like this? She said I know you’ll now ask me to suck your dick now but I cannot because I feel like puking on seeing it and I said No worries darling, you need not to take it in your mouth if you don’t like it. Now turn this side and she turned towards me and hugged me tightly. I said darling the fun is not over yet and I started licking her pussy again but this time I asked her to lay over me in 69th position. I was licking and eating her pussy but somehow I don’t know what happened she took my cook in her mouth and started sucking it. I was seriously in seventh heaven. She took my complete dick in her mouth and now she was sucking it vigorously. This continued for another 15 min and then she got up and held my dick in her hand and slowly inserted it in her pussy. Her pussy was a lot slippery but also tight at the same time as if her husband had only fucked her only 10 times in 7 years. She started riding on me by going up and down and thus increasing her pace. She was moaning a lot and making different sounds like aaahhhhhhh fuck me harder. I started pumping her from my side also and the sound of thumps made by the touching of our body was all over the room. She was too tired by now. I took her in my arms and made her to lie on the bed and I inserted my cock and started pumping her again. I was driving her mad by my pace and at the same time she cum and released her juices over my dick. Now I was also on the verge of coming and she asked me not to cum inside instead she asked me to cum all over her body and I gave 2-3 strokes more and took my dick out of her pussy and ejaculated on her body. My cum was dripping from her body and the sign of satisfaction made me feel good. We continued our fucking session till 5:00 am in the morning and after that I went to my room and till I was in Dehradun. We regularly have our joyful sessions with each other and now I am here in Bangalore to satisfy any married aunties here. For feedback mail met at Rahul.pusslover@ gmail.com
There I can see straight in her eyes and I can see that she was definitely crying as I was sipping my drink, she came near me and slapped me tight on my face. I lost hold of glass and it broke on falling on ground. I looked at Neelam and she was still having tears in her eyes. She shouted why are you here? To ruin my life? I said no Neelam, I was here just to thank you both for that welcome dinner. She said like this you want to thank me by making my husband drink like hell, this is your way to thank me by making things worse for me. I am very much sick of my husband’s drinking habit and you didn’t found any gift other than this poison which is ruining my life” and she started crying. Tears were falling down her cheeks making them red. She was looking more beautiful than any time back. I said “sorry Neelam bhabhi, I didn’t wanted this all to happen please don’t cry, I can’t see you crying. She again shouted “who the hell are you to take care of me; my husband is there to take care of me. I said Bhabhi I and you very well can see this thing that how much your husband loves you. She was continuously crying. I took the name of God and after holding her hands I said Neelam bhabhi, I love you like anything. The very first moment I saw you I fell for you. She shouted again at me this is the way you love someone by peeping into her blouse. This time I didn’t have anything to say I just gained some courage and kissed her on her lips. She slapped me again and asked me to leave the place immediately but I did not go, I hold her in my arms tightly and said this is the thing I am doing because I love you and I kissed her gain. This time I was madly sucking her lips and my tongue went inside her mouth and I licked every part of the saliva we exchanged. She was trying very hard to get out of my grip but my hold was stronger than her resistance. I continued sucking her lips like a mad dog and finally her resistance decreased and I could feel her tongue exploring my mouth now. We kissed like that for 10 min and my hand started exploring her beautiful assets. I pressed her boob with my right hand and she moaned during the kiss itself. She held my head from behind and was passionately sucking my lips. We parted from the kiss and moved to the bottom of her earlobe. I sucked her earlobe and kissed the back of her neck. Her moaning was increasing. She was continuously making sound like mm ahaaaahahhhh. I moved a little bit lower and started pressing her boobs from over her top itself her moaning was getting louder and I feared that his husband might wake up. I removed her top and now she was in her black bra. Her bra was lacy type from which her pink nipples were clearly visible. I madly started sucking her nipples from over her bra. She was continuously moaning and said please bite them and don’t leave them untouched crush them harder and her moans were making me hornier and instead of unhooking her bra, I tore it and took her nipple in my mouth and kept on biting and licking it. I was licking both of her nipples one by one and now my hands went further down and started caressing her pussy from over the jeans. She removed my shirt and started licking my chest. We both were on fire by this time and there was no turning back. I was biting her nipples and was trying to force the milk out of them and I do succeed in it when I get some traces of milk. Milk was salty a bit but I was really enjoying nailing the girl of my dream and her moans mmm aahhahhhhahh. Were completely filling the whole room and now I started licking her pussy from over her jeans and this was definitely driving her mad. I removed her jeans and now my love was in her laced black panty. I touched her pussy it was completely drenched with her own juices. I licked it from over her panty and her pussy was releasing such amount of juices as if it was silent from a long time. I removed her panty and pushed my tongue deep into her pussy, which made Neelam bhabhi moan like hell. She held my head and pushed it towards her pussy. I was licking every drop of juice released by her pussy. She moaned lick it Rahul, lick it that bastard Shivam never go down and lick it. I am all yours from now and go deeper and deeper and her moans were making me more excited and I started to lick and finger her pussy at the same time. This drove her crazy and her body started giving thumps. She cum and a load of juice was flowing out of her pussy. I never had tasted any girl’s juices but I was so damn good in taste that I drank it till the last drop. Neelam was lying naked on sofa and breathing heavily. Read next part of story
She literally shouted at me to leave her apartment just now in a hurry I moved out and directly went to my room. I was damn scared that she might tell everything to her husband and he will report this to the owner of the house and in that case I will have to leave the room also but it was a mixed feeling inside my heart and I was scared for losing the room and at the same time I could not forget the sight of her beautiful melons. I masturbated thrice that night just thinking about her and my love for her was changed to lust for her and I want to have her at any cost now. I could not sleep the whole night and was continuously thinking of any idea which could save me from vacating the place and yes before going to sleep I got an idea which I thought would not only save me from leaving the place but also can fulfil my lust of having her. Next day it was Sunday and I got up late since I slept late last night and was just rethinking my plan for the day when I saw Neelam bhabhi from my window. She was wearing a yellow color nighty and was looking damn stunning; even she did not have taken bath till now. I don’t know how come her husband doesn't look at her beauty. If I would have been in his place then I would have hardly left her for a second. She came to dry up some clothes and also to pick up those which were dried by now. A clothe fall from the rope very near to my window and she came near my window to pick that cloth up again she bends down to pick that clothe up, and to my surprise she wasn’t wearing any bra inside her nighty and I could clearly see her big round boobs and her small pink aloe. Trust me friends, none of you had ever seen such sexy pair of boobs in your life. My eyes were wide open and my dick was scratching inside my undies to get out. She picked that clothe up and accidently looked at my window and she again saw me peeping at her melons. I hurriedly closed my window and sat on my bed it was twice in two days and now I believed that she was not going to spare me. This time I could think of any other plans except the one last night. But the situations had gone worse since yesterday without thinking anything I took my bike and reached a wine shop and bought one bottle of black dog. I knew her husband Mr. Shivam is very fond of royal drinks, so I bought that bottle and eagerly waited for the night at around 8 pm. I rang the bell of their apartment. I wrapped the bottle of Black Dog in a very nice gift wrap so that it should appear as a gift for Shivam. She opened the gate and my god she was looking damn beautiful and sexy in her jeans and white top. I had seen her in jeans and top for the very first time. She in a harsh tone asked me what’s the matter? Why are you here at this time? I asked for her husband and she did not even invite me inside and called her husband that somebody is there at the door for him. Shivam came at the door and I greeted him and gave him the wrapped bottle as a gift. He asked me Rahul why did you bring us a gift? I said Shivam, you invited me for that dinner and I didn’t get any chance for thanking you for that dinner so I brought this as a gift for thanks giving. He laughed and said “Dude its ok we are neighbours and you need not to do any formalities with us” and he invited me inside. That was the first success of my plan. We went inside and sat in their drawing room. He opened the gift wrap and on seeing the bottle smiled and laughed and said you seriously know my taste dude. He then went inside the kitchen and brought two glasses along with a packet of Namkeen and sat beside me on the sofa. Now the series of drinks had started and we continued till 4 pegs and then Shivam called Neelam and asked her to bring some ice. She brought some ice and literally thrown those on sofa table. I knew she was still mad at me but today I was not in mood to leave her untouched. I noticed that she was having some redness in her eyes as if she was weeping in her room. The session for drinks continued till Shivam was completely out and he started puking near the sofa itself. I called Neelam to help me take him to the bathroom. She came and helped me lifting up when I was lifting Shivam up my hand accidently brushed the breast corner of Neelam and a wave of current went through my body. My dick started rising up and saluted the beauty of Neelam. We both took Shivam to bathroom and after that took him to the bedroom where he did not took a minute to sleep. I returned back to drawing room to finish up my drink and Neelam followed me Read next part of story
I am here to narrate one story of mine which happened when I was studying in my college and let me first describe about myself and I am Rahul, age 23, 5’10’’, unmarried, good looking slim guy having a dick of length 6’ and thickness 2’. I don’t believe in boosting my dick’s length like most of the writers do here. I believe that length doesn’t matter at all. The thing that matters is the thrust and the stamina you have to take the adventures of love making far more beyond the expectations of your partner’s. This story of mine happened when I was studying in Dehradun doing my B. Tech 3rd year from a reputed college there and I shifted from the hostel of my college and start living in a locality near my college. It was quite a big double storey house and my room was at first floor and there was one apartment and one double room also on first floor. The double room was occupied was guys from my college itself and in the apartment a family was living. Now without wasting much of your time let me take you to main incident which happened between me and Neelam bhabhi about Neelam bhabhi, she was married to a contractor Mr. Shivam for 7 years and was having 2 kids. She was a mind blowing lady aged 29 years and assets 35 28 36 and she was damn sexy lady with a charm no one can resist when I shifted to this new place, I was invited for dinner by Neelam bhabhi and her husband and this was the first time when I saw her wearing blue chiffon sari with matching blouse and she must have taken a bath because her hairs were wet and thereby enhancing her beauty. I just fell for her at that moment itself and yes, it was not about sex. I really was in love with her and the dinner was quite enjoyable for me as I was continuously admiring her beauty. I also complimented her for her sari and also that she is looking a real beauty in that sari when her husband had gone to attend a phone call. The dinner was over after some healthy talks and I bid them thanks for inviting me and complimented bhabhi that the food was really delicious indeed. It was delicious because it was made by those two beautiful hands and next day the daily routine started like going to college and coming late after partying at friend’s place that’s why I was not able to see or meet her for a number of days. Now comes Saturday, I took off from the college as there were not much of studies going in college. I woke up late that day and was feeling a lot hungry so I went to nearby dhabas for having my lunch when I was returning after having lunch. I saw Neelam bhabhi in a departmental store nearby. I thought that it’s been so many days. I have not met or greeted her and she must be thinking that I was only concerned with the dinner I had that day and I went there and start pretending as if I was there to buy some goods. She was wearing a black sari and was looking like an angel and I took some biscuit packets and came to counter to get them billed. She was standing just in front of me in the line. She didn’t even notice me at all as if she was busy in her own thoughts. She got her things billed and went outside the departmental store. I also paid for the things I bought and immediately followed her. She was a carrying a lot of stuff and that’s why she was walking very slowly. I reached near her and greeted her as if I had found her by accident. I took the poll bags from her hands as it was quite heavy for her to carry. She felt a bit relaxed when I took her bags and we started chatting on our way back to home. We reached home and she unlocked her apartment and gave me way to walk in. I enquired about her children. She said her daughter has not yet returned from the school and her mother in law took her son to their place when they came last week. I was not aware that her mother in law visited there place as I was hardly at my room last week. She directed me to their kitchen where I placed the bags on the shelf and while doing so one polybag slipped from my hand to the ground. She immediately bend down to pick the things up and in a hurry her pallu slipped from her shoulder and revealed the most beautiful pair of boobs hanging inside her blouse. She did not notice that her pallu had fallen down but my eyes were fixed on those pair of boobs which were trying hard to burst out of the blouse. I got an instantaneous hard on causing a tent in my shorts which I did not notice. Neelam bhabhi took the stuff which have fallen down and lifted them towards me so that and I can put them on shelf and I did not saw that she was giving any stuff to me because my eyes were fixed at her beautiful melons. She looked up towards me and saw the tent growing in my shorts. She at once looked down towards her pallu and shouted shit and immediately lifted her pallu to cover herself after covering her pallu. Read next part of story
--- Epilogue --- In the classes, Kalpana would deliberately ignore me to make me mad. However, in between classes and breaks, we’d grope each other when nobody’s around. I managed to have sex with her on few more occasions during School year. But, the first time sex in the lab was the most memorable of the bunch. After graduation, I left the country and would return during holidays to see my parents. I made it a point to inform her whenever I was in town. Needless to say, she was delighted to see me and would arrange some place to have a quickie. In fact, I had sex without condom in the later encounters and even managed to have anal sex. My parents left the country after a few years and there was no way of going back to my old place. However, I did visit there a few months ago in transit and made a trip to my old School to greet the teachers. Kalpana was still there and learnt that she’d been promoted to the position of Supervisor. She had divorced her husband and married another teacher from the same School. They are happily married with a child of 2 years. As of today, I keep in touch with through emails.
Finally she exploded and let out a series of overpowering moans. She looked me in the eye and said, “It’s time for me to return the favour Siddharth.” Kalpana pushed me onto the chair behind me and got on her knees. She grabbed my shaft and was sliding her hands over it. With her other hand, she was playing with my balls as if they were toys for little children. I loved seeing the childish side of Kalpana. Before I knew it, she welcomed my stick with the moist warmth of her mouth. I gasped in delight. Never thought blowjobs would be this magnificent- the closest thing to heaven on Earth perhaps. Kalpana was quite experienced in sex and I saw my penis disappear and reappear periodically from her mouth. “I never thought I’d get my dick sucked by my Physics teacher.” I blurted out in ecstasy. “Life is funny. Isn’t it?” Kalpana replied looking at me in the eye and took my bone straight back in. “Hey Kalpana, I think I’m going to cum in some time now.” She ignored me and continued slathering my dick. I grabbed her head and came in her mouth. Kalpana glared at me in dismay and spat the load out. “I’m sorry, but I thought you ignored what I’d said.” I picked her up and tried to reason with her. Annoyed, she pushed me away and gargled her mouth with Whiskey and sputtered it onto the sink. I grabbed a towel from the desk and wiped her mouth off. At least, she had cooled down a bit. Meanwhile, I was genuinely concerned if I had fluffed the opportunity to have sex with Kalpana. So, I worked my hands over her body while apologizing profusely. Kalpana pushed me away and began ravaging through her hand bag. “Here. Put this on. We don’t have much time.” She tossed a condom to me. I was awashed with utter relief. Hurriedly, I cleared the clutter from her table and made her lie on it. I began teasing her pussy by massaging my Tool over her clit. “Fuck me now!” She raised her voice in anger and eagerness. And so I did. Slowly, I saw my dick slide into her heavenly orifice. I wanted her to make her horny, so I tormented her by slowing up as much as possible. Now, I brought out a totally different animal in her. “Fuck me hard. Use all the force Siddharth.” Kalpana was wild. I upped the pace of fucking. “Uh, oh, yeah, argh, ooh, yes… fuck me. Do it hard and rough.” My hands were on her thighs and the sounds of love making dominated the room. Luckily, no one was left in School, so we could be as loud as wanted. The sound of my thighs ramming into her butt were heavenly. I continued slamming her for a while and decided to change the position. Watching her boobs bounce all over the place was a sight to behold. Instinctively, I picked her up and made her lean against her desk. Her butt was so sexy, that I cupped them with both my hands and worked around them like dough. I made her feel relaxed and spanked the buns with the most brutal force I could gather. “Siddharth! Why did you hit me so hard?” screamed Kalpana in agony. “Well… the naughty students get hit. Now, the roles have been reversed.” I retorted back. I smacked her ass several more times until they became red. That’s when I decided to pummel her pussy from behind in doggy style. I clutched her hips tightly and hammered her with all the might I could imagine. Kalpana was moaning and screaming in euphoria. “I’ve never been fucked like this in my entire life Siddharth!” My hands managed to grope her breasts while I was fucking and then gently pulled her hair. “Pull it hard!” she commanded. I collected all her hair into my hands and yanked it towards me. She had to arch her back to accommodate me. Then I felt that my energy levels were dropping, Kalpana wanted to take over. She told me sit on the chair while she angled her glory hole onto my Package. Kalpana made herself comfortable and commenced bouncing on me. My lips were all over her lovely body. This was the opportunity to strike small talk with Kalpana. “Kalpana, you are a lovely woman. I’m so grateful to be here with you.” I remarked. “The pleasure is all mine. I made a conscious decision today and I’ve not regretted it one bit.” Later, I came all over her pussy and cleaned her up being the gentleman I was. Both of us got dressed up and she dropped me back home at 1030 in the night. Time flew and we enjoyed each other’s company for an hour and a half. Kalpana gave me a parting kiss as I left the car Read next part of story
“None of business!” Kalpana tried to walk away from me. Being the persistent one, I followed her and managed to convince her to trust in me. She finally caved in and answered, “I’ll tell you as to what’s bothering me after you take care of dispersing the students to the parking lot.” Half an hour later, I returned to the auditorium to find that everyone had left with the exception of the ancillary staff and Kalpana. I led her out to the foyer outside the auditorium and enquired as to what was troubling her. She broke down in tears and said that she found about her husband’s extra marital affair with the history teacher working in the same school. Without a thought, I put my arm around her shoulder to console her. She immediately shrugged me off and said that the people in the auditorium might get the wrong idea and could get her and me in trouble. In fact, she suggested that we’d go to her lab. It was getting late and the buses had left. Kalpana assured that she’d drop me home. I whipped out my mobile and told my parents that I’ve extra work in School and I’d be late. The two of us reached the lab and she explained as to how she always suspected her husband’s affair, but was in disbelief that it was with our history teacher. Kalpana reached for the drawer and took out a bottle of Whiskey with two glasses. She poured in both the glasses and we had our round of drinks. Sadness was written all over her face; she paced towards the window and was gazing out in sorrow. I felt the instinct to hug her and so I followed her and put both my arms around her neck. She responded by placing her arms around my torso and sobbed uncontrollably into my shoulder. A few minutes later, my hands migrated towards her head and my fingers were caressing with her hair. Kalpana found it very relaxing and snuggled closer towards me, while her sobs reduced. I told her to take deep breathes and relax. Her soft breasts were being pressed against my chest and it was one of those moments to cherish. I took that as a signal of approval and went on to massage her neck and shoulder areas. Clearly, she was enjoying it with her heavy breathing. I took the liberty by taking off her jacket and continued to caress her back. Now, this is where the fun begins. My confidence was growing and I planted some kisses on her forehead while she was letting out soft moans. We kissed each on the lips passionately for about ten minutes before I began nibbling her neck. Our hands were all over each other and exploring each other’s bodies. My fingers went to unbutton her shirt one by one. When I placed my hands over her bare hips, a surge of electricity passed through my body. Kalpana gave a mischievous smile and asked me, “Have you had sex with your girlfriend?” I responded while ripping her skirt off. “Apart from making out on our dates… not really.” I was biting her belly like a possessed dog. Kalpana grabbed my hair and told me to not leave any love bites. Naturally, I was a bit disappointed to hear that because I really wanted her to remember me with the marks I left on her. Suddenly, an idea struck me. “Do you love being tickled?” “What? Huh...” Before she could even finish her sentence, I caught her hands and locked her legs with mine and began tickling her belly and under-arms. Kalpana could barely contain herself from laughing. Her laugh was incredibly sexy and that made me do it more. She was squirming around in delight. I zoned onto her belly button and ran rings around it with my tongue. I turned her around and unhooked her bra and threw it away. My hands immediately cupped them and I was instantly twiddling with her nipples while nibbling her ear lobes. I jokingly said, “Ma’am, you look beautiful without your clothes on.” She playful slapped my chest and said, “Don’t call me Ma’am, call me Kalpana.” Then, I kissed her nipples and was rolling my tongue on her areola in a circular motion. She grabbed my head and pushed me further into her bosom. Then with the left breast, I clenched her nipple and flicked it repeatedly with my tongue. This was driving her absolutely wild. After satisfying myself by playing her breasts, I focussed my attention to her pussy. I ripped her underwear off and I stripped myself naked in the process. In a very gentle manner, I licked along her hood and clit. This got her pulses racing and her breathing quickened. But I didn’t hold back. I wanted her to experience her best orgasm. Few minutes later, I aggressively began to play around with her clit. Her body convulsed, and throbbed uncontrollably. She pushed my head into her pussy with both her hands. Read next part of story
My name is Siddharth (not my real name). This incident happened when I was in the 12th grade of School in 2005. As I was the class clown, all the teachers would keep an eye on me.Fortunately, my academics were decent and I represented my School in athletics and football. I was 6’0” in height with athletic features. Despite the rules in School, I’d keep my hair somewhat long and would refuse to shave. This attitude added the ‘bad-boy’ image to me. Kalpana (real name) was in her late 20s to early 30s and a petite figure who stood at 5’4”. Her breasts were flawlessly crafted; not too big, not too small- perfect to be cupped and played around with. She would normally drape herself with a business suit and a skirt that went down till her knees. Her flowing locks cascaded over her shoulders and this was probably her best feature. However, I never had any sexual attraction towards my teacher until an episode that happened in the lab. The students were positioned in our places to conduct an experiment and Kalpana finally came to over table and proceeded to explain the procedure. While she bent over the table to describe the process, I became aware that her suit and her shirt were loosely hanging from her body and could see her breasts safely caged in a lacy black bra. This was the first time I managed to catch a glimpse of her boobs as she would normally be wrapped in a very conservative suit. Suddenly, she looked up straight at me and saw what I was doing. She was incandescent with rage and asked me to leave the lab immediately. I protested my innocence but it was futile as I was caught red-handed. After the lab session, all the students left and some asked me what I had done. To which I professed ignorance and cluelessness to my actions that got me sent out in the first place. Kalpana came out a few minutes later and asked me to come to her cabin inside the lab. I followed her like a man who was about to be hung from the gallows. She sat in her chair and told me to sit down facing her. Needless to say, the atmosphere was very tense and uncomfortable. Kalpana stared at me with all the anger she could muster. Finally, she broke the silence and asked me as to what I was looking at. I couldn’t even look at her eyes and was fumbling for words. Then, her anger receded and told that it is normal for boys of my age to do such things. I apologized and then she asked me to leave. The next day, Physics was the first class in the morning. She deliberately kept an eye on me throughout the class. But I easily managed to steal glances on her butt when she turned around to write on the blackboard. Unfortunately, I was not careful with my glances and I was caught for the second time in two days. As with the previous day, she demanded that I leave the class and later met at her lab cabin in the lunch break. Kalpana was not furious, but she seemed rather tired of my antics. “What do you want me to do with you Siddharth?” I said, “Ma’am, I’m not the only one who does that. Everyone else does it and yet you pick on me.” She asked me rather passively whether I have a girlfriend. To which I responded that I don’t have one at the moment. Kalpana was surprised, “Really, I thought you have an eye for that girl... what’s her name? Pooja?” “I used to go out with her, but things didn’t work out.” I replied while looking emotionally at her desk. The tide had turned with that conversation and she started chatting about her life and tried to make me comfortable. I’d greet and smile at her if I saw her elsewhere in school. Our relationship was friendly, that barrier was broken now. Later in the year, we had the annual cultural event and everyone was in their best dress. Kalpana wore her usual attire- a black jacket with a white shirt and a black skirt. That was class and elegance personified. All the students had taken their seats in the auditorium and as the Prefect, I was assigned with the charge of assisting and guiding the students into the hall. Kalpana made her way into the hall and I greeted her. She smiled in acknowledgement and walked inside. The events commenced and half an hour later, Kalpana left the hall and didn’t return after 20 minutes. I left the hall trying to figure out what might have happened to her. As I was walking in the corridor, I heard muffled cries from the Ladies Staff Toilet. It sounded like Kalpana and I left the place immediately for the fear of being found out loitering outside the staff toilet. The event was drawing to a conclusion and Kalpana finally appeared with sadness and anguish in her face. I approached her and asked her, “Is everything alright?” Read next part of story
So the next day I came from office and found their was a meeting going on at my home. My parents and also Nitya’s parents were there along with Swamiji and Nitya and to my surprise I found another guy with Swamiji. I didn’t understand what was going on. Then my parents told me that, Swamiji said that his prayers were not enough to bring a child to Nitya so he called his colleague named Rishi to help him out. I was shocked and looked into Nitya’s eyes. She tried turn he eyes off me. I was awestruck and terrified. Then again the same process started. Now Nitya was fucking two guys. Swamiji and Ananthaji. I went mad over this happenings at my homely place. And Nitya cleverly arranged all this where I cannot do anyting and also our parents were encouraging her . I really started worrying about the consequences. But I kept watching them through the windows. Both guys were fucking her like a bitch, Nitya was sandwiched between two guys and I her moans doubled due the fact that they were also drilling her anus. She didn’t experienced Anal sex before as far as I know. But now even that seal was broken. They were lifting Nitya in air while Swamiji fucked her pussy, ananthaji was fucking her anus from behind while standing. They were beastly towards her. They chewed her nipples, scratched her everywhere, ate her pussy like dinner, smooched her, cummed on her face and inside her mouth. Everyday after the fucking I was not even able to sleep since Nitya’s screams and sounds ruined my sleep through dreams. The pain and also satisfaction in her voice was killing me. How come she is becoming such a bitch was the question I was asking. Until Swamiji I thought I was not the right guy to her, but watching her being fucked but two dicks, I realized she is not a ordinary women, she was a slut, bitch and a complete whore. Added to the two guys the number kept on increasing until it reached five. Five different guys drilling my wife repetitively inside my bedroom while I watched her from outside is something I cannot even express how painful it is. Not only the number increased, the Swamiji ‘s kept on changing every now and then. Nitya was in a stage where she a personal relationship with someone. She was totally out of that league. She was now in a situation she would even fuck a tree. I kept my count on and maximum number of people Nitya had sex with in single session was 7 (Seven) and total number of different people she fucked in last 6 months excluding me was around 12-15. That means, Swamiji was inviting all his friends and colleagues to come and fuck her. Now the pact where Nitya told me that Swamiji was Brahmin that’s why she fucked was gone in air. All the bloody motherfuckers of every caste and religion started fucking my wife. After 6-7 months of fucking, I mean real good fucking, like 3-4 hrs minimum per session, and including different types of sex like, missionary, doggy, anal, cum facial, double fucking, double anal and numerous blowjobs and numerous orgasms, Nitya was PREGNANT. Now no one in this world knew who’s child she was bearing. Of course it was not mine you know that. But after fucking 10-15 different people regularly like a bitch in a period of over 6 months. How can one tell who’s child Nitya was giving birth to? Nitya didn’t mind that question. So even I didn’t, neither did my parents nor the motherfuckers who screwed her on regular basis. I requested and pleaded her to stop all this after we had a child (Don’t know whose child though). But she didn’t stop as she was addicted.
. Also she told me that this would not only help her bear a child and also help myself to show the world that iam not sterile. From that day my wife Nitya never slept with me and also made perfect arrangements for her satisfaction. She spoke to both of our parents and bluffed them that Swamiji was doing some special poojas and prayers for her to bear with children. She also made agreement with parents that prayers will be done with her and the swamiji in our bedroom so that not to disturb anyone else due to the chantings and mantras. Once she got that permission from our both the parents, her illegal affair became totally legal. She also told me not to interfere because if I do she will tell our parents and friends that I was sterile and not able to give her children. Also she would offer me divorce if I interfered. So I was totally shut down to grief in pain. Now Swamiji started visiting our house with a sarcastic smile on his face. All the foolish family members touched his feet and welcomed him with fruits and sweets and sent him inside my Wife Nitya’s bedroom. What they didn’t know was she was waiting there to be fucked by Swamiji. Our house was a duplex and our bedroom was on first floor. My parents lived in the ground floor room. So since I know what will go on inside I used to request my parents to be in the drawing room or in kitchen in ground floor and guard our bedroom by sitting outside it like a watchmen. My por parents didn’t even doubt the Swamiji because, they thought once I was near the room, there would be nothing bad. So they didn’t even bother and kept on doing their own work. I used to hear the moanings and sex sounds outside the room everytime Swamiji went inside. Nitya used to moan in ecstacy and Swamiji used to abuse her like a bitch. They both had no hurdles at all. Their sex sessions longed for hours together. Every time after the sex session swamiji left and Nitya used to be drenched in Sweat. I stopped sleeping in my bedroom as the room used to be filled with the smell of orgasms and sweat. Even the bed and other things around the bed used to be dirty with all the juices of Nitya and Swamiji. Always I used to imagine how he fucked her with traces they left after the sex session. Sometimes the couch inside the bedroom was wet and sometimes cum on the telephone. Such incidents became very ordinary in my life. After few months of such incidents still Nitya didn’t show any indication of pregnancy. I tried to ask her but she always stopped my conversation by avoiding me like iam a fool. All this time my heart was breaking into million pieces due to agony and pain. Adding to the existing pain there came a another one which was more devastating than the existing one. As I told you our bedroom was in the first floor, it shared the same balcony with the sitting room where I used to sit and wait outside the door. So slowly out of frustration and curiosity I started watching my wife Nitya being fucked by Swamiji through the gaps between the curtains of our bedroom from our common balcony. Though mostly the lights were off, sometimes they turned the lights on, which used to turn me on. I was in a situation finally where I used to watch Nitya being fucked to get an hard on and then masturbate. After I started observing them I noticed some nuances between Nitya and Swamiji. Sex is the wonderful thing but nothing is everlasting in this world. I observed that after 3 months of good fucking sessions and after Swamiji ripped and destructed my wife Nitya’s pussy, I observed the changing trends, i.e even they both started getting bored. I noticed the lack of interest from Nitya’s side towards Swamiji. I mean she didn’t hate him but she felt it routine and regular. They tried in all the possible ways of sex which can be done by humans. But still there is some breaking point. So once it happened that I was watching them and that day they didn’t have sex at all. That day Swamiji was cuddling her and consoling her but yet she didn’t allow him to fuck. I guess she was not in mood. Then I tried to hear what they spoke. It was not clear but after seeing and hearing I understood that Nitya told Swamiji that she was bored and also felt routine and she wanted something different. And Swamiji suggested some options. Nitya first didn’t agree but then they bth discusses and finally Swamiji convinced Nitya. She noded and said yes. I didn’t understand what happened but I just didn’t bother about it Read next part of story