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Anandi liked her life. She was from a remote village in the outskirts of Uttar Pradesh and Mumbai (or Navi Mumbai, rather) was an awesome place compared to where she came from. She had moved to the rapidly growing town of Panvel after getting married to Subhash.
Subhash worked as a construction supervisor. He didn’t earn a lot but they were comfortable. Compared to their condition in the village, this was heaven. There was enough food, always. There was TV with so many channels. They wore decent, untorn clothes and had a little one room kitchen to themselves. It was overall very nice!
Her five year old daughter Uma went to a primary school where she actually learnt some English. She’d get very proud when Uma recited Twinkle twinkle little star or anything else! Pawan was born just three months ago. Her mother had come down to take care of her and the newborn. Just yesterday, they dropped her at the station.
And now, she was missing her mother. The city was wonderful but it could get lonely. The people around weren’t very friendly. Apparaently, the locals didn’t like people from her part of India. Some of them were nice to her, some didn’t interact much but some others were outright rude and hostile. She felt bad and angry at times but she knew it wasn’t safe to react. She had hardly anyone to talk to. There was a neighbor from Kerala, Sujata Chechi everyone used to call her. She used to run a tailoring shop. She had offered Anandi a job. Anandi was a good tailor and could embroider beautifully. She had learnt from her mother. She spoke to Subhash but Subhash was an old-fashioned person whose ego did not believe in working women.
So, she spent the day watching TV whenever she was free from cooking and cleaning. Subhash had an erratic schedule and often worked night shifts and was hardly home except for food and sleep. She often slept alone.
Uma would go to school in the morning and only return in the afternoon. After lunch, she’d go to the anganwadi to play with other kids and such. Pawan kept her occupied most of the time but that was no company. She used to call her parents and other relatives regularly but they couldn’t afford long calls. Day after day, the loneliness started biting her but there was nothing that she could do. Things were different when her mother was here. Now she missed him.
So, she got very happy that her nephew Shyam was coming to stay with them. He was a little chubby boy when she last saw him at her wedding. Very cute and insisted on following his Maami around. He sat in her lap throughout and said she was his favourite. She bit and pulled his plump cheeks so many times! At least, she’ll have company while he was here!
She was counting. Just two more days till Shyam arrives and then they’ll have so much fun together. But now Pawan was hungry, time to feed him.
She again felt a little pain in her breasts as she unhooked her blouse. Even when Uma was born, her breasts would get so engorged with milk that they’d hurt. Both brother and sister drank very little milk and it would often leak and spill into her blouse. That’s why she wouldn’t wear a bra at home. At times, she hoped that Subhash would lightly lick and suck her tender nipples and help her agony, but that was pure wishful thinking. Her traditional husband didn’t believe in anything connected to having sex with a pregnant or nursing mother.
At times, she had no option but to touch herself to little orgasms or use whatever was available to satisfy her cravings. But nothing was like her husband’s 8″ hard, throbbing and warm monster cock. Those raised veins on his cock made her cum four five times before he did. He was excellent in fucking but very prudish about sex. Plus, he used to be so exhausted from work that he’d go to sleep the moment he lay on the bed leaving her to touch herself to sleep.
Horny and lonely, Anandi looked at her son. He was done having milk and was sound asleep. She carefully placed him on the bed and went into the kitchen. She looked for and quickly found the right sized bitter-gourd (karela). She loved how the ridges on the surface felt against the wall of her tight wet pussy. She quickly washed it and came back to the only room in the house. She closed the curtains and increased the volume of the TV so that no one heard her moaning. Then she spread the straw mat (chatai) and took off her already open blouse. Next she quickly took off her saree. She took off her panties and lay down on the chatai close to the bed so that she could keep her feet on the bed so they are raised in the air.
Spreading her legs, she touched her pussy lips (labia) with her finger. Her juices already flowing inside slowly seeped out on her finger and she promptly rubbed it back on her mound. She rubbed her pussy lips and pinched them between her finger and thumb. In a matter of seconds, she was dripping wet. She picked up the karela and slowly and steadily started shoving it in. It felt better than all the dotted and ribbed condoms Subhash used and almost the same as Subhash’s cock’s veins.
She started rubbing her clitoris with the left hand while with the right hand, she pulled the karela out before plunging it in again. Going deeper and faster each time, she was soon moaning loudly. Her aaah’s and unngh’s, mmmm’s and oooh’s filled the house drowned under the noise of the TV news. Within a few more seconds, her hands were moving fast and with the bed’s support she raised her hips to meet the karela half way. In no time, she was fucking herself to a glorious dripping orgasm.
Once she came, she was so satisfied and used up, that she turned and she slept, stark naked on the floor. She was only 25, married at the age of 15 (as was common where she came from), her gaona happened when she turned 18. Her first night was awesome. It was the first time she had had a cock inside of her. Subhash fucked her well. In the whole month they were in the village after the wedding, he fucked her twice or even thrice everyday.
And why won’t he? Anandi was not a super model. She was quite short, about 5 feet but had curves to die for. Firm, 32 D boobs, a nice 34″ bubble butt and a 30″ waist (eveb after two children) made her a proper bang material. She was a little dark and had chocolate coloured skin but her face and the body were blemish free and her skin was smooth, shiny and supple. Anywhere you’d grab her, there was enough flesh. Anywhere you’d bite here, there was enough soft flesh. With such a voluptuous sexy maal at his disposal, which man won’t want to fuck her day and night!
Then he left her there and went to Mumbai for a job. One whole month she had felt tortured and craving for Subhash and his monster cock. There were so many relatives around and when Subhash wasn’t there, some or the other children or woman would sleep with her. She could only manage orgasms rarely when she was bathing because that was the only private time she had.
He kept the promise he had made to her before he left and two months after the marriage she landed in this one room kitchen in a corner of Panvel where loneliness and horniness were slowly eating into her soul.
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