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A Novel Present
‘…byes Sandhya…wish you more and more lusty dreams over the extended week end…’ my colleague and close friend Vakula teased me on a Thursday evening as we were about to depart from college gym…’…no needs Vakula…Vikas( my hubby) is returning tomorrow morning…’ I said’…ok…then …only for tonight…do tell me about them on Monday…they are very interesting…and have a sleepless weekend later on…children are away on picnic…is it not…’ effervescent Vakula said with a naughty wink and we parted…
…let me introduce my self…I am Sandhya, a 34 year old Microbiology faculty in a Girls college…with healthy wheatish complexion…5’3” tall…50Kg… mother of two sons…blessed with a taut34D bust,and-26-36 other vital statistics…though I enjoy complements and lusty stares of men, I never allowed any one to advance further…till now…
…for the last few weeks I am waking up at nights with filthy dreams …of getting fucked vigorously by young, faceless stud…in different postures…sometimes acrobatic…being very close , I discussed them with Vakula, a Psychology professor of our college…and sought advice…that invited the comments at start of narration…
…she called an hour later…’ …relax Sandhya…I know you are not getting enough of it…so am I…work pressure and tensions reduce sexual interest and efficiency of men in late thirties like Vikas and Madhu (her hubby)…no harm in just…dreaming about an alternative…stop worrying and fantasize…I too do that……’ Vakula advised in all seriousness…
’…how about seducing each others’ husbands…variety may vitalize them …’I proposed in an effort to cheer her… ‘…I know you don’t mean it…unlike Vikas, Madhu is a typical male chauvinist…wants his wife safely tucked in while he chases other women…had I been in your place I would have enjoyed “lusty thirties” fully’ she said in a disappointed tone…(…she knows about my hubby’s proposals for swaps among like minded, healthy couples…)
…relax Vakula…we can plan it…the seduction of your M.C…I mean it…’ I pumped her up…’…certainly…if you say so… oh…my advance birthday wishes… I will not be around day-after to wish…and don’t lose a chance to realize your fantasy if opportunity presents itself… ’ she added in her usual naughty way and hung-up…’…hope Vikas remembers my birthday…’I sighed…
…that night I dreamt again…this time stud was sporting a French beard…he gently separated my thighs with his hairy and muscular ones and roughly plunged in… ’…ufffffff…’ I gasped … ’…uuhhh…uuhhh…’ I kept moaning as he hammered me…he sought my lips and I surrendered them …prick of his beard was making it difficult to hold…sound of door bell brought me awake…’the imaginary prick’ is caused by my own hair…’…people say early morning dreams will turn out to be real…will this be that way…’ I shivered at the thought…let our maid in, and I rushed to bath room to change my drenched panty…
…an hour later my hubby returned…after a fortnight tour…after breakfast we moved to bed room…his mobile buzzed…we ignored…now the land line buzzed…I picked the call…’…hi Sandhya…give it to Vikas…busy already…’the caller teased…’…Madan sir(hubby’s 50 year old, handsome boss)…’ I said and passed the phone…’…oh no…’ he grunted and took the call…but went on obliging with ‘…yes sir…’… ‘…no problem sir…’…
’…sorry dear…have to go…will be back by late evening as I will be travelling by our car…’ he promised… ’…darling…may I come along…with children away for a one week picnic, I will be bored over the week end…’ I suggested…
’… my junior will be with us…get ready if you don’t mind…’ he said ’…no problem…’ I replied and dressed up…’…wow…’ my hubby whistled as I walked in… I wore a navel revealing light blue sari and a designer blouse with an open back…it has a built in fibre thread ‘…no brassiere…yet so perky…’ he wondered…’…mine are naturally taut…’ I said turning side ways to display…today you will be censure of all eyes…’ he complemented…
‘…umm…mouth watering…’ he said as I bent down to adjust my sari… swept me off my feet, grabbed my lips, and carried me to bed room…door bell started ringing…‘…ignoring it he started kissing my breasts… my passion would have been satisfied…had not the bell started ringing again…’…must be Venkat…let him in and pack overnight stuff…’ he said with a wink…adjusting my blouse and sari I rushed to open the door…
…a handsome, French bearded, muscular, six-footer …a replica of my dream stud…stood in the door way…I was dumb founded…so was he…staring at my heaving boobs’…hello…’ I greeted…recovering first and covering up’…good morning madam…I am Venkat…Vikas sir’s junior…’ he mumbled…taking his eyes off me with an effort…’…sorry for staring madam, couldn’t help…you look stunning…’ he added …suppressing my smile, I showed him in…
…realising that I am travelling with them, he was visibly happy…as he drove, he went on talking…told about himself…his wife…their two year old son…almost stepped on brake pedal on learning that our sons are 12 and 10 year old…’…hard to believe sir…madam looks just couple of years elder to Sarala (…his wife…seems my hubby met her)…throughout the day Venkat kept showering complements at every opportunity…in my hubby’s presence…and I enjoyed it…
…by the time we finished the work, it was 9pm…we halted at a star hotel…got rooms in different floors…… had drinks before a sumptuous dinner…I noticed Venkat was looking at me lustily… and even tried to touch my boobs…I moved away in time… on the way back to room, I told my hubby about Venkat…’…like to oblige your fan…’…he taunted me…’…cheee…‘I admonished him…’…don’t hesitate dear…you know I don’t mind…let me arrange…this is a golden opportunity…’ he offered looking into my eyes…I shyly lowered my eyes and remained silent…
…standing under shower I reviewed…Vikas has been pestering me to agree for a swap…with his superiors for obvious reasons…all these days I kept refusing…is he offering me Venkat to soften me up …should I refuse my dream stud…’…Vakula’s naughty advise resounded in my ears…
…the prospect set my heart racing and I decided to wait for my hubby’s action…so carried away with the thoughts I was… I pulled nightee on and joined my hubby ’…oh…what a view…’ he complemented as I walked up to him…then I realized that I wore nothing under my nightee…’…what is this…’ I quarried pointing a tray with few drinks and few snacks…in an effort to divert…
’…night cap…and Venkat is joining us to share…’ he replied ’…my God…I should put on something…’I said…but there was no chance as Venkat showed up…in shorts…and sat next to me…making me more nervous…we chatted for a while over delicious sweets and a tasty drink…Venkat‘s stares at my tits and thighs have become more intense…casual touch of his hairy, muscular thighs made me tenser…’…I moved closer to my hubby…
’…fix one last round…’ he instructed Venkat and pulled me into his lap…and started tweaking my nipples… ‘…sure sir…’ he said…leaned across me to extend a glass to my hubby …deliberately brushing his hairy fore hand to my breasts…I nervously hugged my hubby…’…my God sir…’ said Venkat staring down my cleavage…’…all the while I thought madam was wearing brassiere…what a shape…those sharp nipples will pierce the thin nightee any time…’ he exclaimed… ‘…yes…but Sarala’s are much longer…like to verify…’ my hubby offered…’…will madam let me to…’ said Venkat lustily disrobing me with his eyes…
‘…will you darling…’ my hubby teased…’…my hubby surely fucked his wife…why shouldn’t I enjoy…’ I swayed under intoxication and extended my hands towards Venkat…he picked me up from my husband’s lap…grabbed my lips…kept caressing my breasts while he carried me to bed…I pulled off my lips feeling prick of his beard…and caught my hubby’s eyes…he winked and encouraged me with a smile…
…I was naked as he laid me on bed…my hubby sat beside me with a sly grin…shyly I turned down hide but Venkat pulled me back…mounted me and rubbed his beard between my breasts..I shuddered…recalling early morning’s dream…this is for real…I told myself and closed my eyes with pleasure…he showered kisses around my deep navel…and moved further down…my mind protested but body cooperated… he licked my pussy and ate it like a hungry dog and made me cum in his mouth…
…desperately needing a fuck, I clung to my hubby and whispered …’…please ask him to stop and you take me…’ …Venkat kept brushing his hardened cock on my pussy lips…I tried to push back his penis with my right hand and threw my left hand towards my hubby to attract his attention…inadvertently my hand fell on my hubby’s arousal…I realised the difference…Venkat’s burning rod is more than my palm full while I could grip my hubby’s easily…I tugged at it …
‘…pleaseee…please stops him…else…he might drive that thing inside me…’ I appealed to my hubby again…’ …Venkat heard me and moved away… ‘…take over now sir…aap ke amaanat… (…your property…)…’he said… ‘…darling, enjoy if it is ok with you…’ said my hubby…
‘…hell…no…’I protested… it was unconvincing…even to me… Venkat spread my pussy with both his hands… ‘…uuhhh…’ I moaned as he placed his steely throbbing cock at the entrance…’…may I…’ he sought permission looking at my passionate face … his big palms were already kneading my perky boobs…and his giant cock was throbbing at my pussy gateway…I desperately looked at my husband…and read the go ahead signal in his eyes…
‘…on one condition…we both should watch my hubby in action with your wife…’ I said shyly and turned my head away… ‘…no problem madam…I already did…my wife enjoys audience…’…replied Venkat…I looked at my hubby for confirmation …he nodded in affirmative…my blood began to boil…’…ummm…’I moaned in consent and Venkat ploughed his penis into my Vagina…
’…ufffffff…’ I gasped as he entered… ‘…uhhhh…ayyyyyaaa…’I moaned as he pushed deeper…I was feeling stuffed by a giant monster cock… ‘…aayeeeeee…’ I screamed…as Venkat jerked his hips for full penetration…my hubby kept pacifying me…by kissing and caressing my face…I looked at his face and whispered…’…he is inside me…fully…’…my hubby whispered back… ‘…yes darling…I know…’
…Venkat then withdrew…almost up to tip…and plunged in again…to the hilt…..I was feeling as if I was split into two halves…he repeated…again and again with increasing speed…I spread my thighs like an open book…gripped bed rails to withstand his bull like thrusts…Venkat sat between my open thighs like a frog…gripped my buttocks in his large palms and started pounding me…like a human machine…I closed my eyes in pleasure and laid back enjoying his thrusts…
’…may I have them madam…’…his request brought me awake…he was intensely looking at my bouncing boobs…as he went on hammering me…’…they are…uhhh…yours Venki…take them…uhhh…uhhh…’ I replied between gasps…’…my hands are not free…’ he replied…unmindful of the fact that he was fucking his boss’s wife that too in front of him….
…I smiled…propped myself on elbows and fed my swinging boobs into his mouth…alternately…as my participation increased smile on my hubby’s face faded away and tension took its place… because I was never ever fucked so savagely …compared to Venkat my hubby’s penis size, speed and stamina are much lower … after a gruelling fuck for more than 10 min. he grabbed my waist tightly…sensing his climax I eagerly lifted my buttocks up…
’…don’t discharge your lust into my wife…’ my hubby instructed his junior…’…but sir…you poured into my wife…why I shouldn’t…’Venkat protested… ‘…I am sterilized…and you are not…you silly fellow…’my husband reasoned…
…disappointed, Venkat started to pull out…a naughty idea flashed in my mind…I threw my long legs around his waist and pulled him down on to me and squeezed his testicles gently…’…oh madam…’…he moaned and started discharging his thick cream inside me…’…no problem my stud…go on…’ I whispered into his ears…
…he smiled with pride…and poured into me… to the horror of my husband…’…what are you doing Sandhya…’ he shouted…ignoring, I pressed my buttocks tight to Venkat so that each and every drop of his semen enters my uterus……fully satisfied I inundated Venkat with kisses all over his face’…serves my hubby right…’ I muttered to my self…and slipped into sleep…
…next morning Venkat joined us for breakfast…both the men were silent and tense… breakfast was served …and with none around us three… I declared ‘…today is seventh day of my menstrual cycle…’
…smile broke on my hubby’s face…he pulled me towards him and kissed lustily… ‘…what does that mean sir…?’ Venkat enquired perplexed… ‘…means your yesterday’s discharge will not make my wife pregnant…’ my hubby explained…we left Venkat to finish off the remaining work and headed towards home.
‘…so near…yet so far…’my hubby lamented about his promotional chances while he drove but never cared to remember my birthday…that annoyed me and I kept quite…’…another chance is coming up in few days…I did all I can…hope they fill up the post at least this time…’he sighed…’…let us hope for the best…’I wished…
‘…poor Venkat…still busy back there…’I commented as we stopped for lunch at a hotel on out skirts… ’…still hungry for him…’ my hubby queried…’…jealous…’ I taunted him…’…how was his wife…’ I shot back…’…a fast girl…didn’t need much of persuasion…mounted & sucked me on her own…’my hubby chuckled…
…on reaching home, we rested for couple of hours…my hubby’s kiss brought me awake…he mounted me…he was so vigorous for next ten minutes that for a moment I thought it was Venkat …’…bhagvaan…what took you over darling…’ I asked trying to recover my breath…’…Venkat…’ he replied…
‘…you forgot my birthday…’I complained…’…you forgot my zero hour present Sandhya…’ my hubby shot back…for a moment I was lost…then it dawned…’…Venkat…my God……threw my right thigh across his waist, rested my head on his chest and hugged him tight…and murmured ’…shame less of you…but…thanks…the gift was quite a novel one…’ I acknowledged happily…
…his mobile bleeped a reminder…’…what is it…’ I asked…’…Madan sir’s marriage anniversary …let us visit their home and greet them…’ he said preparing to getup ’…we can give them a novel gift…let us invite Madan sir and his wife for candle light dinner at home…if you agree…’ I said shyly…’…you mean it…can you do it today…’ Vikas asked in disbelief…I nodded shyly…
’… we shall order food and rest for few hours…Madan Sir is not expected to be as vigorous as you and Venkat are…’I said down eyed…’…don’t know…any way with his conservative wife around it has to be “a hush-hush quickie…” while I keep talking to her…’ Vikas said naughtily…’…what if I make her fall in line…’ I ventured…’…she has a stunning figure…it will be a boon for me if you can pull it off…’ my hubby encouraged me…
…they arrived around 8pm…we warmly welcomed them…chatted over snacks…danced for a while to soft music…routinely with both men…Madan Sir was tense …no wonder…Madhuri madam (his wife) was keeping a watchful eye on his movements…to tease I moved closer and closer to Madan sir during dance…my hubby was maintaining a safe distance…’…Madam seems to be tense sir…why…’ I enquired…’…yes Sandhya…can you speak to her…’ he pleaded…’…will try sir…’I replied…’…cut out that “sir” stuff and call me jijaji…at least in private…’ he said with a smile…
…we ceased for drinks…men took whisky…we ladies opted for soft drinks…Vikas apparently laced them…after few sips Madhuri relaxed a bit…’…look at Madan…how he is enjoying that item song…thinks and acts like a twenty year boy…’ she remarked as we settled for casual chit chat…’…with you in such a good shape it is no wonder…’ I complemented…there is no exaggeration…she is a tall, slim lady with good figure…may be 38-32-40…’…pulling my leg…’ she said with a friendly smile…’…I mean it madam…you look like my 39 year old eldest sister…’ I replied sincerely…’…I am forty-one…’ she answered …and the atmosphere lightened…
‘…when arrived, you were tense…may I know why…’I probed…’…Madan is itching for vigorous sex…you know…with grownup children around… it is not possible…’ she said…I nodded in ascent… ‘…I overheard Vikas promising Madan a novel marriage day celebrations…expected to see some wild girls…relieved to find none…the arrangements are cosy…thanks ’ she said with relief…
‘…and hush-hush too madam…just we two couples…with children away, there is a perfect privacy…’ I added suggestively…‘…you are fairly relaxed but Vikas is very shy…’ she added with a suppressed smile…I didn’t miss glint in her eyes…
‘…are you “…touched…”…’ she asked me suddenly… ‘…well…during dances Madam…’ I was deliberately vague…’…you know what I mean…cut out that madam and call me didi…did any other man…had you…’ she asked… ‘…possibly today…’ down eyed I gave her a half truth…
‘…I mean prior to today…may be your sisters’ hubbys…’ she pressed on…’…she is putting ideas into my brain…worth exploring…’ I thought…and confided with her…I didn’t even tell Vikas…
‘…at a family union about three months ago…I and my eldest sister wore each other’s saris…my eldest brother-in-law grabbed me from behind and crushed them…’ I said with a flip of eyes towards my breasts’…nothing more didi…he later apologized…but was not sincere…’ I added with a suppressed smile…‘…lucky girl…being eldest daughter and bahu, I remained a respected bhabi in both families…’ she said bitterly…
‘…that is it…though hesitant…she has an itch for it…’I realised…her stealthy and appreciative glances at Vikas assured me that she will not let go the chance…‘…basically men are variety seekers madam…’ I tried to explain ’…that’s why I always keep an eye on Madan’ she interjected with annoyance…
‘…not always possible…that is why I suggest…if it is stealthy and safe…there is no harm in cooperating…’ I threw my dice in…’…what do you mean…’ she asked red faced…’…well you know didi… very few men offer it to wives… we are lucky on that count …when wives do not cooperate they seek it elsewhere…so why not cooperate and enjoy…after all we are not stealing each others’ hubbys…’ I injected slow poison into her mind…and she gave in… ‘…ummm…you are correct…may I explore this “devarji” …’ she said in a low tone indicating my approaching hubby…
…soon, a proposal for another dance came up…we accepted and started with respective hubbys…’…didi is ready…take initiative…’ I whispered to Vikas…’…when has she become didi to you…a convenient relation…’ he winked… and men swapped dancing partners…
…noticing Vikas circle his hand around Madhuri’s waist, I whispered to Madan ‘…job done sir…’ …yes I see that…’ he said watching his wife’s full breasts press to my hubby’s wide chest as she garlanded him with arms…’…I am your jijaji…’he reminded with a smile… ‘…yes jijaji…’ I answered…thanks saali ji…’ he replied hugging me tight…
‘…it has to be in different rooms…’ Madhuri insisted moving around the house…she picked up children’s room…’…at least take guest bed room didi…’I requested after she turned down my offer of master bed with the naughty comment…’…master bed is the place where lady of the house gets laid …’ she said ’…children’s room is next to master bed…Vikas may become very wild…noises may reach jijaji didi…’ I warned…
’…I love it…and it serves your jijaji right…’ she interjected… ‘…I don’t want a room with a window on road side…’ she confided…’… in case the hammering becomes too much…just give a gentle squeeze on his —-‘I whispered the organ’s name into her ears…she smiled and nodded…
…I took Madan to master bed…his foreplay was a very novel…kissed around my lips…on throat…in armpits…boob bases…just around my nipples and navel…and he moved further down…excited, I spread my thighs…he went on to kiss my thigh bases…as his lips moved around my hair free vagina I lustily gyrated…so tactfully he positioned himself…his erect penis within my arm’s reach…
‘…come on Madan…eat me…’I moaned…grabbed his penis and took it in…I didn’t remember when I did it last to Vikas…full marks to Madan…he made me blind with lust…he obliged me with a smile… and turned around to occupy me after few moments…oh my God…how incorrect my prediction about Madan sir‘s performance was…he left me gasping for breath after a five minute vigorous hammering…we mumbled thanks to each other and slipped off into sleep…
‘…ummaaa…uhhh…’ moans of Madhuri brought me and her husband awake… ‘…they apparently started late…can we see them…’ Madan proposed…his request stunned me… ‘…are you sure…jijaji…?’ I asked in disbelief… ‘…never had an opportunity to see my wife in action…’ he replied with a mischievous smile…I led him to the secret peep door…it was designed to keep an eye on children…
…lights were on and our spouses were fully naked…Madan’s wife on her back with her thighs open like a book…my hubby between them…with his feet under her buttocks…penis thrust half way into her vagina…kneading her boobs and tweaking her nipples…he pulled out his penis completely and penetrated to the hilt in one sudden jerk…’…eyeee…easy Vikas…’ moaned Madhuri…
…as expected, her moan encouraged my hubby for much vigorous penetrations…he kept lifting her buttocks with his feet to synchronize with his thrusts…’…thup…thup…’ rhythmic sounds started as Madhuri started ejaculating…to suppress the sounds lifted her waist up…slung her long legs around my hubby’s waist…she could not hold for more than a minute… and dropped back to bed… spread eagled…her juices gushed out with each thrust… ’…pusss…pusss…’sounded adding to ’…thup…thup…’ sounds of my hubby’s testicles slamming to her slushy vagina…’…slowly devarji…they may wake up…’ she cooed…in a tone that was a mixture of pleasure and embarrassment…wiped her vagina and my hubby’s penis with sheet and embraced him tighter…
…my hubby murmured something into her ears…’…noooo…’ she said but mounted my hubby…rose on her hands…with her perky boobs dangling over his face, she started fucking him…lustily…’…wow…she never did this to me…’Madan murmured into my ears… ‘…maybe you never asked her…’I replied wondering where he learnt this…then I remembered’…from Sarala…Venkat’s wife…’ ‘…come jijaji…try this stroke on me…’ I invited Madan…’…later Sandhya…let me see my wife’s climax…’
…and soon it came…Madhuri collapsed on my hubby after indulging in couple of jerks…pushing his fore arms under her thighs he lifted her up couple of times and let her drop suddenly…’…uuuhhh…’ moaned Madhuri and rolled off my hubby…lust dripping down her thighs…he mounted her again and started hammering…’…ab bas bhi karo devarji…(…enough…stop please…)’ she blurted between thrusts with half closed eyes…with no signs of my hubby relenting she used the trick I shared with her…and next moment ‘…uuhhh bhabi…’ my hubby grunted …let his lust gush into her and collapsed on her…’…thanks devarji…’ Madhuri kept mumbling as she inundated my hubby with kisses all over his face…
…they left next day morning after breakfast…in an extremely satisfied mood… as it is a Sunday we rested…‘… what a lusty week end…should share it with Vakula…’ I debated…undecided I slipped into sleep…what do you suggest readers?
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