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Let’s continue with the story now.

After we got back from our Vacation from Mahabaleshwar, Mansi became more indulged in fashion and wanted to try new outfits. She asked me about it. I knew she was more interested in getting fucked by strangers than trying new clothes. I gave her my consent. She can try and buy clothes she wants. I gave her Ten thousand rupees for her shopping.

She kissed me with joy and said she will go shopping the next day.

I smiled. She was either too dumb or was acting like one. She thought I had fallen for her fake words. What she didn’t knew was I had put in a few miniature cameras, which I got a chance to buy in Mumbai, in the sockets of her purse. I had bought 4 of them. One in front, right below the lock , one at back near the handle, and 2 to either sides. So her purse-bag have cameras of all 4 sides. The shop owner had promised HD recording and I had tested it before putting it in her purse.

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A naked eye can never see it. It blend well with the black-gray color of her purse and heaving designs and american diamonds for show-off.

Anyways, we slept that night.

Next morning, I made sure everything was Ok and left for office as usual. Day went by too quickly as I was too busy with my work and other things. I had forgotten about Mansi and her escapades. They came to me when I got home. She was not there yet. I found the front door locked.

Good thing, I had a spare key. I got it and went on to take a hot bath. Later I made some tea and sat down on sofa watching a movie. After around 2 hours, Mansi came. She opened the door with puzzled look and dashed into the bedroom without a word. Her hair was a bit messy. I knew she had an adventure I would soon get to see on my Laptop.

She didn’t talk much, had quick dinner and went to sleep. It was 10 p.m. She was sleeping like a baby. I removed her robe and saw marks on her ass. They were big. Slap-marks to be precise. Also her pussy was red and swollen, while her ass had some blood on it. Her back had bite marks and boobs appeared even reddish.

I smiled. She was ravaged by bulls. I should have a good look at what she was upto.

After making sure she was sound asleep, I removed all cameras and went to the Living room. I took my Laptop and went to terrace. I wanted utmost privacy with this. I took my headphones too.

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Once I was on the terrace, I removed all the SD cards and moved all videos files to Laptop. Then I plugged the cameras to Laptop again. Let them get charged for Mansi’s next adventure.

Once all the files were moved to a local folder on the Laptop, I arranged and played them.

Video started. I had already left for office. Mansi got nude and went to take a bath. After some time she came naked, dripping wet in the bedroom and wiped herself. She looked like a goddess. All nude, with pubic hairs, big breasts and curvy but big ass. She wore a long gown dress. She didn’t wear any panties or bra, which looked familiar to me. She had started not wearing any undergarments lately.

Got her makeup done, took the purse and left. She was in a hurry. Wonder what she had to catch!

After that, she stopped a rickshaw and told him to drop her at Kamal Market, near Main bazaar. Kamal market is know for good tailors, clothes and food. The rickshaw dropped at a shop and left. She got down and went into the shop. The shop’s name was Ahmed Pathan Tailors. She wanted another muslim cock, I guess.

I saw her going in and asking a middle again man to sew her some Tops and skirts.

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(All the names are fictitious below in an effort to not disclose our identity. For those who want to imagine, my wife is 5’4″ tall, very fair, extra ordinary beautiful and has a vital stats of 34C-28-34)

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This particular incident started when once I visited Renuka’s parents place and spent 3 nights there due to a family function. One night I had some work, so I secluded myself in the room where Renuka used to live before marriage. It was locked since her marriage and opened only when some one of us i.e Renuka or me used to visit my in-law’s place.

I was working in the room, and needed couple of blank rough papers. Instead of calling Renuka I searched her old desk. There was a pile of registers and I was flipping through them to search blank pages. In one of the registers of her college I found a chat scribbled between Renuka and her classmate. I went through the chat written and was in rage of anger…! They both discusses the date Renuka had with her Boyfriend Jigar. Every detail was given…the smooches on log drive, him pumping her big boobs, She feeling his tool, and finally the detail as how he fucked her in his friends room, the size of his tool, how she sucked him and all.

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Reading this all made me furious instantly, I was in rage of anger and never knew as how to react… I was blank and stunned.

( One important thing I would like to mention here is that Jigar, Renukas ex Bf, is my distant cousin. He used to be a very good friend of mine and I had even seen him nude as we used to go to same swimming pool)

I was in room, and lied on bed alone. My thoughts drifted and I was imagining and wondering as how Renuka and Jigar would have made love….! My dick started getting hard and I shagged thinking of them…. The lust had sown its seed of the most erotic experience of my life!

I decided to confront Renuka on this issue and called her to the room. I directly asked her, as if she had an affair with Jigar… A BIG NO was the answer. “Dont Lie Renuka” I said! If you are not telling lies then what the hell is this…. I threw the register on the bed. Then I sat down and opened the page and pointed towards the fuck session, I could see all colours on her face. She was in a state of shock, tears dropped through her eyes on floor.

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She said, Yes it is true, but I gave away to him as we were supposed to get married but his parents refused. She started crying bitterly, she was sobbing while she was standing leaning on wall. I melted away and stood up to give her hug , I wiped her tears and kissed her lips while her face was in my hands.

I said “Dont worry Renuka, almost every girl has an affair before marriage and I least bother whether you had or not. I love you Renuka, the way you are, I would have even loved you even if you got laid with Jigar after marriage… I love you babes…. ust kool down! She hugged me tighter and leaned on my shoulder and said ” Thanks for understanding me, thanks for being liberal, I thank god for giving me an understanding husband like you, I love you….”

After the incident above, thoughts of Renuka and Jigar making love used to dominate my mind. It was easy for me to imagine as i had even seen her Boyfriend nude in change room of swimming pool. I always ended shagging thinking of them. Honestly and frankly, I fell in love with both of them & this was starting of lusty storm mentioned below…

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I put the razor to my face, sliding it over the remaining patches of beard that had grown over the winter. This New Year’s Eve I wanted to look smart for the ladies at the party I was going. I have been going out with Shalini for some time, but I was getting tired of her.

I even let Shahzaad (a dear friend of mine) fuck boudi’s brains out in a threesome with me.

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We fucked both her holes all night long till she could not scream or fight anymore. Boudi couldn’t walk for days after that and stopped speaking with me.

But I would whore her out soon enough to my friends when I wanted (I had her video and pictures), it was only a matter of time.

But for now, I wanted fresh meat, a new pussy for my cock.

I landed up at the party fashionably late enough. By that time most of the people had become clumsy as they were drunk. It was a party of a friend of a friend, Gaurav, where he had called both friends and family at his terrace.

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There were plenty of people but I was disappointed since there weren’t many women.

I met everyone, and after a bit of chit chat over drinks, I noticed that the younger people had left the old people to their drunkenness, and had moved to a corner on the terrace.

I wanted to join them, but before that I wanted to smoke a joint since the alcohol was not enough to cover my disappointment. I started rolling a joint when soon I was joined by a man in his mid-thirties, who was clearly a bangali bhadralok (bengali gentleman).

I thought he was going to protest.

But instead he said, “College’e amio ganja khetam. Aajke ektu hoye jak? Onekdin khayi ni.” (I used to smoke weed in college. Let’s smoke up today? I haven’t smoked weed in a while.)

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I thought he was a moron. We finished the usual courtesies and introductions. His name was Rajib and he was some kind of manager in a bank.

Even though I would prefer not to hang out with a loser like him, it helps to have company in misdeeds, people don’t bother weed smokers much when they are in a group.

So we were smoking up when a gorgeous lady approached us. She was a MILF – a boudi (bhabhi); she was wearing her sindoor which lead me to conclude that she was married.

She was in her mid-thirties, dusky complexion, with perfect 34D huge boobs and below her naked waist peeking through her saree was a round hip which swayed sexily with every step she took.

I had found my target for tonight – there was no way I was going to let her go.

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Boudi came towards Rajib and said, “Kothaye chile? Ami tomake khujcchilam. Mod kheye matal hoye gecho toh abar?” (Where were you? I was looking for you. You are drunk again aren’t you?) Rajib slurred out, “Na na! Ekdom na!” (No! No! Not at all!)

I could see she didn’t mind her husband having a good time. Rajib introduced me to her. He name was Arpita. I didn’t care that I was looking lustily at this hot boudi.

I was wondering when Shahzaad would join this party and help me fuck Arpita boudi. I offered the joint to Arpita who happily took a puff. She was looking divine in her sleeveless blouse.

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I had a real liking for prostitutes and often used to bring them to my flat.

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After my marriage I used to fuck Kalpana like a whore making her do all the things which I used to get done from a whore.

I used to make her wear tight jeans and skimpy top with sexy netted bra and panty inside and then I used to make her drink scotch and even make her smoke a cigarette like all the professional prostitutes used to do and in order to please me she used to do all the wild things with me.

She first used to perform strip dance in front of me taking all off her clothes one by one in dim light and then with total nude she used to give wild sex all night.

This kept on happening for 2 years and then she became pregnant and gave birth to a beautiful girl.

Now all the activities of our wild sex stopped and she became a devoted mother performing all the household activities but not that wild sex which she used to give.

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I then reverted back to my old ways and started fucking prostitutes.

I used to go to a resort in Chattarpur farms where all the rooms were available.

I used to take prostitute every alternative days .

I used to check in at 12 noon and by 6 o clock.

I used to check out after fucking the whores and then by 7 I used to come into my house and Kalpana thinking that I had worked hard for the day used to prepare drinks for me and then then serve dinner and we used to retire to our bed with our baby sleeping in between us.

This kept on happening for 3 years and when I used to demand sex from her she used to hesitate giving all kinds of excuses.

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One day Kalpana’s sister came and took our baby for few days to her house although she was married but she didn’t had a baby and Kalpana willing let our baby go to her house.

Now we were sitting idle the whole day and Kalpana was also feeling free today started giving me wicked smile.

I didn’t realize what she was up to but then after few mins she came in black saree fully dressed up with sexy makeup and her long hair loose.

She wanted to give me wild sex as she used to do it before but then seeing her response and my inking towards the prostitutes I wanted to fuck her in that resort .

I told Kalpana that we are going to a resort and she also got excited without knowing that I always use to go to that resorts with my whores.

Kalpana was looking very sexy in that black saree with deep cut cleavage her small boobs were oozing with her nipples erect in her tight blouse.

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She was wearing high heals and with her height of 5.5 and fig of 36 28 36 she had now grown up into a ripe lady with her fair complextion.

We sat down in the car and drove towards the resort as Kalpana was going there for the first time.

As we reached and honked at the gate the security guard open the door and he gave us full salute as he knew I used to tip him every time.

Kalpana was quite excited on seeing the resort with lush green surroundings and as we entered the reception to book a room.

I met my usual waiter Dilawer who used to serve us when I used to come with prostitutes.

He gave a full glance towards Kalpana without knowing that she is my wife.

He thought that I had bought a beautiful whore and then slightly he whispered in my ears that this was she was the best of all the prostitutes that I have bought till today.

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His words gave my cock a hard on on praising my own wife as a damn beautiful whore.

I thought that I would fulfill all my fantasies of fucking my wife as a whore.

I booked a nice room and then Dilawer escorted us inside the room and then as usual I asked dilawer to bring scotch cigarettes and snacks.

As dilawer left the room I closed the door and started kissing Kalpana.

She gave me a deep French kiss and we kissed for almost 10 mins with my tounge in her mouth.

Kalpana was also very hot now as she had not been fucked for ages and as she was about to take off her saree I stopped her as I knew dilawer would be coming anytime with our drinks..

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Before my marriage I had two dear friends named Mukesh and Jaspal.

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We used to drink fuck whores together in my flat but after my marriage to Manjeet this all stopped and I was not in touch with them.

Sometimes I used to get call from them but I avoided them as both were heavy drunkard and after drinking they must have some prostitute to fuck.

Once while I was shopping with Manjeet I met Mukesh and Jaspal and both of them greeted us and they were constantly looking at my wife while chatting with me.

I knew both of them were looking wickedly at my wife’s body.

I introduced them to Manjeet and told her that they are my old friends.

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Manjeet was very surprised that she never met them before although she knew my other friends.

She herself invited them to come to our house without even knowing that they have come into my flat hundred of times bringing all types of whores to fuck them.

We left the market and went home and in night Manjeet started discussing about my friends.

She asked whether my friends were married or not and I truthfully told her that both of them r cheap drunkards and after drinking daily they would require some girl or lady to for fucking.

Manjeet was very astonished to hear from me such kind of words for my friends as she found both of them from good family.

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We had great sex that night maybe Manjeet was fantasizing about them and she had three orgasms that night.

Next day we forget about our friends and we came to our old routine but after few months we were getting quite bored.

I told Manjeet we should now have a baby but Manjeet did not agreed to it as she wanted to enjoy her freedom.

She then asked me to invite my old friends for dinner but I was against it as I would have to serve them drinks and maybe some where after they got drunk.

Manjeet told me not to worry as they would be decent in front of her.

I knew something fishy was going on as I did not expect this kind of reply from her.

Next day I gave a call to them and invited them for dinner around 8 pm..

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Manjeet was wearing a black saree with her navel exposed and she was looking damn gorgeous with tight bra as her huge boobs wanted to ooze out of her tight blouse.

As the doorbell rang I opened the door and there were my two old friends standing.

We greeted each other and and I told them to have a seat.

As soon as they saw Manjeet they greeted her with warm smile and even presented a gift to her.

Both Mukesh and Jaspal were wearing suits and were looking quite decent.

I went to the bar to offer them drinks but they refused but since I to told them for old times sake they accepted my offer and soon we all three were having drinks on the rocks while Manjeet was busy preparing snacks for our drinks.

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In fact in a period of this one year I enjoyed watching her getting fucked by different men on different occasions.

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In the first occasion according to my wife she cheated me by having sex with a someone else without my knowledge.

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Certain developments took place subsequently and the second occasion was right in front of me in the same room with an American family friend Edward a Blackman.

That helped me to get a big contact in my business which would result in lot of profit and also got a pleasure trip to us for me and my wife. In us not only Edward also few of his friends enjoyed my wife.

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Renuka too was happy in their company. Those things I would describe in the next part. First let me tell about the first incident.

My wife renuka even after having two children at the age of 38 looks very attractive and any normal man if gets an opportunity would like to have sex with her. In addition my wife is a hot and horny woman who enjoys sex .

In fact even now she likes watching blue movies.

As it happens in many men’s case a strange desire developed for me two years back. I wanted to watch my wife enjoying sex with another man. I did not have the boldness to tell this to my wife.

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However after this desire my interest in sex was lost and rarely I had sex with my wife and did not satisfy my hot wife.

It so happened one of her uncle’s 80th birthday was celebrated at her native town and we went there for the function leaving our children with my sister.

As it was her native place my wife she wanted to stay there for two more days after the function.

All the other relatives left except two of us.

We were accommodated in one the two out houses of her uncle. The other one was vacant.

Her uncle had a middle aged cook rengan.

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He should be around 50 years of age. I was told that his family stays in a village close by where he goes occasionally.

I saw him looking at my wife with a craze and lust. Next day it so happened I developed fever and bed ridden.

My wife’s uncle and aunty had to go to a temple far off .

They left early in the morning and were expected only in the night.

Suddenly it struck to my mind the horny cook may seduce my hot wife and that happened.

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After giving me my break fast Renuka asked me to take rest.

She told me that she had to discuss with the cook about lunch and evening Tiffin.

Then she left. I was looking through the window. My wife and the cook rengan were talking standing on the back side of the house.

After five minutes I saw the cook’s hands going down on his thighs.

As cook was showing his backside to me I couldn’t make out anything initially.

However I saw rengan raising one side of his dhoti and the underwear.

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I understood that he is showing his cock to my wife. My wife looked around and went closer to rengan.

She kept her hands on his shoulder and began talking to him.

Her hands pointed to the building we were staying and the vacant one. I saw the cook closing his dhoti and nodding.

Then my wife went inside and gave a key to rengan.

Rengan went to the vacant building opened the door with the key and went inside.

Then the cook opened the back door again came to the front door and locked that.

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Giving a nod to my wife he went inside the building through the back door.

I understood their plan. My wife will enter the house through the back door. As the house is locked no one will suspect any thing.

Then my wife came to my house and inquired about me .

When I told her that I am better she asked me whether I can manage for an hour independently as she wants to go see one of her old classmate.

I knew and happy to note that she is telling a lie.

I gave my consent.

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First I saw my wife actually leaving the house ,but within three minutes she came back.

I watched her not from the normal place but from a different place.

As my wife was walking towards the vacant building her eyes were focused on the window where I would be normally watching.

Then I saw her going behind the building and disappearing.

I got down.

Like a cat I went to the building and went around. I heard some whispers from a room.

Even though the windows were closed in one of the wooden panel I saw a small hole formed by insects.

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He wanted me to dress up for the occasion.

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So, I reached my friend Deepa for suggestions. She mentioned about the Ramcharan tailors.

She said that the place was *popular* among women and strongly advised me to try it. She finished the statement with a ‘wink’ in her eyes which confounded me a bit, but I didn’t take it serious by then. Hindi Sex Stories

I decided to try this place. On a hot and sultry June afternoon I managed to find the tailor shop, after shopping my saree and the matching blouse piece. I was sweating by the time I reached the tailor shop, so the cool air from the air conditioning was a great relief when I entered.

I was greeted by a 14 to 15 year old boy. “hello Nethra madam …please sit down, uncle is busy inside – he’ll be back in a minute “.

I smiled at him and sat in the comfortable leather chair and relaxed and was skimming through one of the many magazines for women, particularly the one’s concerning women fashion.

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I was thinking to myself, ‘ very thoughtful of the owner of the…’– my thought-train was disturbed by a “good afternoon Nethra madam.” I looked up to see a nicely dressed gentleman with a pleasant smile. I nodded and got up.

He said “I am Ramcharan. What can we do for you?” I told him “I need to stitch a blouse – in some modern style. I need to wear it for a special occasion”.

He looked at me approvingly from head to toe and remarked, “we can transform you from an angel that you are right now, to a goddess!”. I laughed at the comment.

He said, ‘I haven’t seen you here before Nethra madam…”. I said ‘my friend Deepa directed me here’.

He said… ‘Oh Mrs. Deepa, she is one of our special customers. I am glad ‘. And ‘winked’ at me meaningfully.

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Okay, what style do you want the blouse to be?’ I looked at him blankly. He nodded assuring and walked to his desk, brought back

A book with a variety of blouse models and told me to take my time.’ I will be around. Give me a shout when you have made your choice’ and walked away.

I was flipping through the pages of the book, clearly overwhelmed by the number of varieties available.

He sited my problem after a while, came back to me and said ‘may be I could help’. I really needed some help. So I nodded. He took the book from me, shuffled some pages and stopped at one and showed me a back open model tied with laces.

‘This is the best model around in town as of today if you are willing to wear this type, it’ll accentuate your beauty’. He suddenly stopped. ‘I suppose you are married Nethra madam…, he trailed off his sentence coated with concern.

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Still mesmerized by the model, I was replying absently ‘it’s the idea of my brother Mohnish that I need to look my best on one of his special occasions’.

That was enough encouragement for him and he said, ‘ leave the worrying to us and as I said, we will transform you’.

He took the bag with new blouse from me with all the right without asking me and started inspecting the blouse piece and started at my desi boobs for a few seconds and remarked – ‘this one would be wonderful on you Nethra madam.. Please come in. We shall take the measurements’.

I stood up and noticed that he was taking a peek my navel through the pallu during that fraction of a second. Despite being shy and all that I normally wear my saree low-hip.

So he must have had a good ‘preview’ and he was possibly dreaming about what was about to come. He got up quickly and led me to his ‘back-office’.

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The event I am going to narrate actually took place a couple of months back when I was returning back to Delhi from Dehradun where I had gone to spend a few days. Initially my husband was too supposed to accompany me but due to some work I had to go alone so I had to take my car and driver for this journey.

When I was suppose to return back, my driver informed me that there was some problem in running of the car and he need to get it repaired before it is fit for the long journey. When he visited the workshop, the mechanic after inspection told him that it would take one whole day for the car to be repaired as there were some major faults.

I was really upset and annoyed with the driver for telling me all this when I was ready to leave. I called up my husband and he asked me to leave the car and driver there for repairs and I should take the deluxe bus that ran between the two places. You are reading this story on Desibahu.com. I knew that due to some social engagements my presence was necessary. So I left by the afternoon bus that was supposed to reach Delhi by the evening.

It was an air conditioned coach where only two person could sit in a row with enough leg space to relax. There was a man already seated by the isle when I entered the bus. When he saw me coming to take my seat, he not only got up and greeted me with a smile but also helped me with my handbag to be placed above. The driver had already put in my luggage in the boot compartment.

It was a smooth journey and the cool temperature inside was relaxing. The person seated next to me introduced himself to me as Ajeet who was returning to Delhi after his business tour. He was nice to chat with and always maintained that respect and manners reserved for the females. Everything was going so nice and we had covered half the distance when the sun set in and darkness began to follow.

The driver announced that he would be stopping for a few minutes in the resort that was coming up soon for all to get fresh and relax their muscles. He had hardly spoken these words when he had to stop the bus as there seem to be some problem ahead and all the vehicles had piled up ahead leaving no space at all to go ahead.

When the traffic did not move even an inch the conductor got down to enquire what was wrong ahead. You are reading this story on Desibahu.com. He came back after a few minutes and announced that there was a pile up ahead between two trucks carrying petroleum and one of them caught fire so the whole highway was blocked and the traffic that had piled up had made the matter worse.

The fire had engulfed a couple of more cars so there was no possibility of moving ahead for several hours and he wouldn’t be surprised if it was the whole night. I was shocked and dumb struck as my whole scheduled ahead gone flat. How could I spend the night in a bus, it was even crazy to think about.

After some more time the driver announced that he had confirmation from the agencies involved that the traffic would not be able to start till early morning and it would still take a few hours to get the jam clear. He further informed that we could walk over to the resort that was about half a kilometer from there and could pass the time there, have something to eat and if things did not improve even book a room there to stay the night.

For me it was the most gruesome walk ever in the hot whether. Though Ajeet my next seat traveller was there with me still it took me nearly half an hour to reach the resort and I almost slumped at the restaurant table. Ajeet had left me there to get fresh and did not return for a considerable time but I was too tired to care about him, moreover he was just a fellow passenger.

I called up my husband and informed him about the situation and he too confirmed having seen it in the news. He too was upset with it but under the circumstances, he too was helpless and he asked me to book a room immediately as there could be a heavy rush for it as hundreds of people are stranded there.

When I enquired at the reception for a deluxe room for a night, I was informed that everyone has been taken following the mess outside. You are reading this story on Desibahu.com. I got down to even an ordinary room to spend the night but there was none, He informed me that people are putting up in the lawns outside as the motel could not accommodate everyone.

The world seem to be spinning for me, spending the night out in the open was just unthinkable with scores of people out there. I was cursing my driver who could not get the car repaired in time, but even if he had, I would still be stuck here. All my requests got me no result and I finally left myself on my destiny, no one could help me here and it was like being among hundreds of people out there in the open.

I was standing alone outside the reception hall looking outside with moist eyes as I was feeling too alone to cope with the situation when I heard a voice asking me “did I get a room or what”. I looked around it was Ajeet asking me, I shook my head and continued looking towards the highway mess.

He added, “yeah I knew it would be tough getting a room once the driver had alerted us so I rushed to get a room as I came here and I just managed to get one room”. I nodded and said nothing. He was perhaps aware that I would not be able to spend the night out in the open with scores of people occupying the lawns so he offered the room to me and said that he would manage the night in the open and I should take a good night’s sleep.
I stared at him in astonishment, can a man be so generous? It was a lucrative offer but I could not accept it and I told him that I would manage somehow. But he asked me again to have the room but I plainly said no to him on that line. I could not allow him to spend the night outside while I sleep in comfort.

Finally he said that “okay you have the bed and I take the sofa, its a matter of a few hours and I can manage it”. For once I almost agreed but the thought that what if anyone come to know that I had spend one night in a motel room with some other man, this could ruin my life if it was open.

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One night I was awake due to some sound. It was one o clock in the night. I found the sound was coming from our servant’s room . I peeped through the window after coming outside my house. We had a garden behind our house with a tall boundary wall. At one end there was the servant’s room. You are reading this story on desibahu.com. When I looked inside I was stunned to see my husband’s elder brother’s wife in bra and saree hugging and kissing narayan . he pressed her breasts from outside and she smiled.

He told her. “ if I could get your devrani then it would be fun”. She got angry , I have bigger breasts than her, Don’t talk about her in front of me. He replied “ so what , she breastfeeds her baby, she has breastmilk, which you don’t have , if I ever find her alone then I am going to fuck her hard and drink all her breast milk”

I couldn’t believe this old man talking rubbish. I went back to my room and slept. Next day I tried to be normal but it was difficult. I decided to stop breastfeeding my son and force him to eat like a grown up not just chocolates and junk food. My husband also wanted to teach him to quit breast feeding. After two weeks everybody left for a marriage party and I was all alone that afternoon .

Narayan was washing clothes in the bathroom. I wore a black sleeveless blouse and a saya and moved around the house. When he saw me he just couldn’t control himself. He was confused what to do. You are reading this story on desibahu.com. He kept staring at me chest and my belly button. I told him “ why are you staring at me, don’t you have any work to do Kakaji?” He said “ bahurani, you are so beautiful woman , If you dress in such a slutty way like a raandi then I cant control myself.” I told “ don’t look at me , just leave me alone.”. He said “ your arms are so white, your stomach and exposed skin is so fair.”

He took off his clothes and became naked. Then I saw his erect penis for the first time. It was dark and nine inches long. I just couldn’t sit still. He came in front of me “don’t you want my dick bahurani?”

I went out of control. I am holding the head of the old man and pressed them on my boobs. He hugged me tightly and my breasts pressed against his chest. I moved my chest and rubbed his face all over my blouse. Then I opened my blouse and my breasts were out in front of him . he wanted to drink my milk. But I pushed him on the floor and lifted my petticoat , then I positioned my vagina over him and pushed myself downward. His dick went inside me. With my hands holding my breasts I did up and down. My breasts were shaking. After five minutes we both came in the same time , my pussy juice mixed with his sperm and I lied down tired. He kissed me all over my body.

That night we had a foursome sex with our driver and my jethani. Nobody found out as we drugged them so that they wont be awake before 7 am in the morning no matter what happens. In one night the driver fucked me two times and the servant one time but this time Buddha couldn’t bring semen from his dick after he filled my jethani’s mouth with his load.

Things were going fine. The temperature was increasing due to summer condition in North India. Once I had to spent all day only with my jethani and son. At hot afternoon somebody rang the calling bell. I saw an old beggar with no proper clothes outside our gate. I told him to go away as I knew if I give him some money then he will come regularly. He asked for a glass of water. I looked outside. The streets were empty and every house had closed windows.

I went inside and told my jethani whose name is Sunita, the beggar is not going away he wants water I cant go near the gate . she told me why don’t you breastfeed the beggar. I told her “ what! Are you crazy” and I pinched her nipples hard. She screamed and smiled “few days ago you never thought you would fuck our servant and driver like me” now you are regularly having sex with them without behind your husband’s back”. “ come on it will be a funny sex scene, and a new experience for you, just try for a while”. The beggar is so thin and old, what if he dies during sex? I wondered in my mind.

I came out in bra and panty with a glass of water and opened the small window of our gate and gave him the glass. He stared at me shocked. I told him to drink. He started drinking and I lowered my left bra strapand exposed my left breast completely to him. He told me dress properly.I told him “the weather is so hot. Look outside, the streets are empty, everyone has closed their windows to avoid extreme hot. I cant dress more” .
I asked him to come inside for food. We gave him some clothes and made him take a bath in our private bathroom. You are reading this story on desibahu.com. My son was sleeping in the A.C. room. He got cleaned and had good meal. While serving him food I brought my chest close to his mouth then I became completely naked and just brought my chest in front of him. At last he got the courage to touch my breasts. He sucked my left breast and as he had no teeth I felt tickling on my nipples as he bit them gently. He milked my breast with his mouth.I had lactating breasts and he sucked milk from my nipple.

Then he sucked my right breast and got milk. I saw milk drops coming out of my nipple.
Sunita bhabhi couldn’t resist the fun and opened her blouse and bra and asked him to kiss her breasts. After kissing her breasts just above her nipples he wanted to go.

He was so old that he was not capable of ejaculation. We called our husband’s to come home immediately as we were unable to satisfy ourselves

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Her huband promised to send money either to repair her present house where she and her mother stayed, or built a new house of go to the town and buy a new flat and stay there. He asked Shaila to pursue her studies, she was just in Xth standard at the time of marriage. Learn computer science etc where there are chances to get good jobs.

Her husband Iqbal, did not study much. If she studied computer science there will be lot of chances to get jobs. Poor Shaila worked to pass her school exams. and joined a computer institute who taught her basics. Many boys studying with her evinced interest in her. Some tried to talk to her, some invited her to go to the cinema.

She was skilfully managed to keep all such boys away and was concentrating in her studies. By the time she was 18 and developed into a full bloomed woman. They she talked to her husband almost daily all her sexual urges were satisfied in that ten minutes talk. Iqbal cannot get leave to go home annually. He can go once in two years or sometimes once in three years.

His boss was satisfied with him and gave him substantial rise and Iqbal could save quite a lot of money. He bought a flat in the city, Otherwise how long he and his family can stay in the village where there no facilties are available. He called Shaila and told her to shift with all her luggage to the town to flat No. 313 in an apartment complex in the residential area of the town.

She was surprised. When she was returning from the computer class she went and saw the flat. It was closed and she could not go inside. In the evening she asked Iqbal how did be manage to get such a beautiful flat while working in Dubai. He said his friend Amjad only helped him.

He said that the shopping mall is close by and there is a doctor in the neighbourhood who can treat his mother. Shaila was very happy for the foresight of Iqbal. She telephoned Bhasheer and asked him to help her to see the flat purchased by her busband. Basher promised to pick her up in the evening when she comes out of the comp. class.

He came a handsome, tall youngman, with a broad smile on his face. Iqbal and Amjad studied together and when Iqbal went to gulf, Amjad tried his luck locally to do broking of real estate and flats. Shaila sat with him in the front seat. They reached the flat. Bhasheer had the key to the flat. He opened and took Shaila inside. Amjad was stunned at the beauty of Shaila.

He thought Iqbal should be a lucky man to have got a such a beautiful wife. Shaila saw the whole flat was well furnished with sofa settee in the sitting room with TV, master bedroom with a huge cot and mattress, two other rooms also with beautiful double cots, all rooms well ventilated. all rooms with attached bathrooms. Amjad was explaining to her each part of the flat.

Going around and around varius room, she was filled with satis faction and it so happened in one room when she took a sudden turn she dashed against Bhasheer. Amjad held her in his two arms and held her to prevent her from falling. She looked up and saw his smiling face and she did not try to wriggle away from his grip.

Lack sex and lack of masculine company for a long time made Shaila crazy and she seemed to have lost her senses. Amjad took advantage of her position and embraced and kissed her on her cheeks. His hands were swift to run over her, he squeezed her boobs, and then her asses, her narrow waist was just within his arm. He lowered his mouth and kissed her on her mouth.

Shaila meekly succumbed to all his advances, because the touch of his hand was sending a shiver in her body. Shaila was led to her bedroom and Amjad gently pushed her on the bed. He again embraced her and started to unhook her blouse and removed her saree. Shaila asked Amjad to remove his shirt and other pieces of clothing.

Amjad and Shaila were not lovers. But instinctively they both were attracted to each other and in her a sense of gratitude was there for having helped them to get a flat. Amjad was fascinated by her beauty and she was thrilled by his handsomeness. But her lack of sex for such a long time made her to forget reason. She for a moment for got that she was betraying her husband.

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