Life Changer — Un-Wedded Husband
SweetSudha 26
Wish all the readers and staff of literotica ‘ A Happy New Year 2021’
This is an adventure of Chandana Bhargav whom I met in some function and we became very close friends and in due course of time she started sharing her life secrets with me.
Read her experience in her own words.
Hi! This is Chandana Bhargav, a young lady of 32 married, having a son 7 years. I, an average height woman with fair complexion and an attractive face. I am slightly plump. My husband Bhargav works at Delhi. Because of housing problem there I stay here and my husband comes every month for 4 to 5 days.
I am a regular reader of literotica stories from last 4 to 5 years and I enjoy the stories published in this site. I enjoy reading but never involved in any sexual activities though I am young and my husband stay away from me, not even self masturbation. (Finger fucking)
But something that happened in my life about 1 ½ years back had totally changed my life. I used go to the bus stand daily to send my son who is 5 years old then and in I class. He is studying in a corporate school and his school bus picks him from there. It was my regular duty to take him, board him in to the bus and come back.
One day I saw an elderly man sitting at the bus stand. It is difficult to guess his age may be around 50 or slightly above. Flat bellied, he is well dressed, tucked his shirt, wore shoes, clean shaved, he has thinning salt pepper hair combed backwards. I thought that he is waiting for the bus and never bothered much.
Next day when I went to drop my son, he was there impeccably dressed, waiting for the bus and looking at the ongoing people. His impeccable dress attracted me more. After that I saw him every day at the bus stand regularly, dressed neat with tucked shirt, trousers and shoes. What I observe is he is neatly dressed, even polished his shoes regularly and it seems he shaved daily.
Unknowingly I developed an interest in him and I made it a point that I observe him regularly and he was there every day. Don’t know for what he is sitting there, the way he is sitting there gave me an idea that he is not waiting for bus. He comes there to pass time looking here and there and observing the people.
One day he smiled at me. As a reciprocal I smiled back at him. This became regular habit that he smiles at me and I reciprocate. No talk between us. One day I was late to the bus stand. As I was coming on my Activa, the school bus crossed me. Seeing the bus I raised the throttle and giving horn to attract the driver. Driver didn’t hear the horn but this gentleman heard and seeing me he quickly went to the driver and stopped the bus.
After sending my son I looking at him I said “Thanks uncle, if you have not stopped the bus my son would have missed the school”.
“It is alright, but you have to drive carefully, that speeding car might have hit you” he said. “Thanks again” I said and went home.
I came home but regretted that I didn’t express my gratitude to him properly. Next day after sending my son I started talking to him. As I thought correctly he is coming to the bus stop only to time pass. “How long will you stay here?” I asked. He looked at his watch and said “say another one hour”.
“Why don’t you come down to my house, have a cup of coffee and chitchat with me”. I don’t know why I invited him. He thought for a while and accepted my invitation. We both came home. We lived in a nearby apartment at 4th floor. He too had Honda Activa with him. When he was walking I observed him his’ is a graceful walk.
“Tea or Coffee?” after he settled in the single seat sofa I asked. “Coffee is better” he said.
“In a few minutes” I said to him changed myself into leggings and short kurthi which covered only my hips, I myself don’t know why I wore that dress, prepared coffee and in a tray I brought two cups of coffee and few biscuits gave him one and I took the other. He looking around the hall and paintings said “mmmm.. good taste, kept neat and tidy”
“What is your husband.. where does he works?” he asked.
“Bhargav, my husband works for a MNC and he is in NOIDA” I said.
“NOIDA..” he surprised and asked “You stay here alone with your son?” I nodded my head in yes.
“Is this apartment your own?”
“No why?”
Then he asked me why I am not staying with my husband at NOIDA. I told him that houses are not easily available there and the second is you have to pay 3 to 3 ½ times more rent than what we are paying here, apart from that 10 month’s rent as pagdi or something. Then our talk was generally on our families and other subjects.
In conversation I learned that his name is Radheshyam and he worked as a Gazetted Officer in railways, retired two years back. Has a son 35 and a daughter 32 both married settled in US. He is staying here alone as his wife had expired 6 years back in an accident and to pass time he comes and sits at the bus stop seeing ongoing people.
When I listened I asked in surprise “How old are you uncle?”
“Told you just now that I had retired two years back what does it mean? 62 years.”
“But uncle you don’t look so aged, I thought you are around 50 or so”.
“Is it? Thank you for the compliment …. Er….”
“Oh I am sorry uncle I am Chandana, Chandana Bhargav”
Like that we just talked for one hour and after that he took leave. That whole afternoon I was thinking about him. While thinking unknowingly my hand went over my crotch, started soothing over the garment.
Next day I asked him to come home again. “No, it won’t look good” he said. “Nothing uncle, why it won’t look good, I am also alone at home you can spend your time there, please come, I feel happy if you come’ I pleaded him. With hesitation he had accepted. This program continued for 2 weeks. He used to look at my eyes only. Day by day I was getting attracted towards him. He is attracting me like a magnet attracts an iron piece.
One day I even found my panty wet and sticky. Now my son also got acquaintance of him and calls him dadaji. He had purchased some games for my son. He is coming and staying with me and after 1 or 1 ½ hr goes home. Every day I ask him to have meals but he denied. He never behaved badly at any time or looked at me in a different way. Now he started calling me by name.
I don’t know why I started liking him more and more. If you ask me reason there is no reason. One day while having coffee he asked “Chandana, what is your qualification?”
“M.Sc. (Bio)” I said. He looked at me in surprise and said “M.Sc.(Bio) … and sitting at home… my dear you are wasting your talent, why don’t you work?”
“I too want uncle, but how, who’ll look after my son”
“Are you interested in teaching?”
“I taught Biology for high school students in a school, but before marriage.”
“That is good. I know a principal of Jr. College if you are interested I’ll talk to him. You know there is a dearth for biology lecturers… ”
“How can it be possible? What about my son? My parents stay in some other corner of the city. They can’t come here and stay…”
“… if you never mind I’ll give you a suggestion”.
I looked at him enquiringly.
“See, you can go to the college after sending your son. He returns only at 4.30 evening. The college is up to 4 pm. Which is 1 km away from bus stop. So you can pick up your son while returning. I too will be there at the stop to receive your son in case you are late. My idea is only that talent of the youth mustn’t go waist.” He stopped.
His suggestion was good but how far it is feasible? I don’t know. Still I am in hesitation. Seeing my hesitation he said “Try for one week, start with confidence, I’ll take care your son if you are late.”
I nodded my head slowly.
That evening I purchased Inter I & II year books prepared, recollected how I used to teach in the school. Next day after sending my son, from there only, me and that gentleman whom I am calling uncle, went to the Jr. College and met the principal and he accepted to try me for one week.
I started working as Jr. Lecturer in the college. From the first day onwards I started teaching confidently. Teachers, principal and even students were impressed and satisfied with my teaching. After a week’s trial I got the appointment order with a salary of 45,000/- pm. Within few days I was adjusted to the present timetable. Uncle Radheshyam was available to provide any guidance. My liking for him increased many times. Because of the college now I am not meeting him regularly but talking to him on mobile.
We used to have a long talk on all things from sensible to non-sensible things. Every time after I had talked with him when I go the toilet I always find my panty dampened. I run my fingers there and with a smile, I lie on the bed. A month passed and I had drawn my first salary. That afternoon I phoned him and told him that I got my first salary.
He congratulated me and asked me to come for dinner that evening. When I objected for that, he said “Chandana, nothing doing you are attending dinner tonight at my place” an affectionate authoritative tone and he gave me his address.
That evening at 6 pm I went to his residence with my son. My son was also happy to see dadaji after so many days. The moment I entered the house I am impressed. Beautiful, spacious G+1 house, with front garden and trees of coconut and mango. When I entered the house the main hall is very big and well decorated with popular paintings and photos of his family. When I saw his bedroom; Oh my God it is so spacious, I haven’t seen such a big bedroom in my life. In the middle of the room is 8’x7′ sized finely carved wooden cot.
When I said about bedroom he said “I like spacious rooms. The house is constructed according my wishes and specifications. My bathroom is 10’x10′ he said.
“What 10’x10′ bathroom” I said in wonder, now-a-days even kitchens are not so big.
Then he took me to the first floor. Steps were from outside the main house. When I saw the house at first floor, it is a 2 BHK house. I don’t know whether you believe what I say, but I’ll say I was mesmerized with it. I loved it a lot. Most important is, the rooms were spacious, fully furnished and it had open space in front of the house in the form of terrace open to the sky. I had a dream to have such a house for myself, where I can sit leisurely outside sipping coffee or going through a book or chitchat with a friend or hubby oh… and particularly it is very convenient for my son to play, ride his cycle or small car.
“Uncle hasn’t you given it for rent?” I asked. “Given.. but I was always cheated. So thought of not to let out.”
“What was the rent uncle?”
“Rs.8000/-”
“What mere 8000/- my god, I am paying 10 K and 2 thou as maintenance, can I have it for me?” I asked in excitement.
“If it is for you another one thousand less” uncle said “but what about your husband?” he enquired.
I’ll take care of him you don’t worry about it he too will like the house.” I said and started video graphing the house fully which took full 16 minutes for me and I also took a photograph of uncle.
It is 7 pm. We came down and settled in the sofas. He served chilled wine for me and apple juice for my son. Who was busy having it and watching a cartoon channel in the TV.
“Uncle you are mesmerizing me” sipping the wine and taking a piece of chicken pakoda placed on the center table I said. He looked at me in surprise.
“Many times my husband asked me to give company to him when he is having drinks but I always denied him; and see now as you have given me wine, without any hesitation I am sipping.” I smilingly said. I felt there is some itch in between my thighs.
“That is your affection dear..”
“Mmmmm.. chiken pakoda is nice. From where did you order the items for dinner?” I asked.
“Not, ordered, I have prepared.”
“What?” I screamed in surprise. “When did you prepared and what did you prepare?” I asked. I was really in shock.
“Not much; plain rice, drumstick sambar, chapathis, mutton kurma and chicken pakoda”
“Good god, uncle you are miraculous, so many items waaav” I said. Without knowing I consumed 2 glasses of wine. I was feeling light in my body and mind. It is 8.30 and uncle called us for dinner.
“What type of dinner you prefer?” he questioned.
I couldn’t understand his question. Seeing my dilemma he said “is it normal dinner with lights on or dim candle light dinner”.
To be precise I was feeling romantic so I said “candle light dinner.”
Uncle switched off the bright lights and switched on the blue dim lights concealed under the false roof and lighted an aromatic candle. Already a bunch of flowers consisting of yellow, white roses and lavender flowers were in the flower pot on the table, emitting intoxicating aroma.
We started dinner. All the dishes were delicious, particularly drumstick sambar, with finely cooked meat curry, and chicken pakoda as side dish to munch it was nice. Generally I consume less during nights, but tonight much more than what I consume regularly. That was the taste.
By 10 I started for home and within 10 minutes I was at home, changed, freshened and fell on the bed. My son is already snoring. I was just thinking about the evening and how quickly and delightful it went.
First thing what I did was sent the video I have made at uncle’s house and sent a whatsapp message. The message was…
Darling how are you? My baby is waiting with hungry mouth to gobble your boy. When are you coming? I am suffering without your nearness darling. It is painful without you, Come quick. By the way I had sent a video see it. Be seeing a to-let board I enquired about it and seen it in the evening. It is only a km away from our present house.
The house is so good that I had decided to rent it. Two …. sorry.. sorry three reasons for my selection is, it has a lot of open place for upi (my son’s name Upamanyu) to play and do a lot of masti, second is owner is a senior citizen, we have a canopy of his protection and the third is as he is all alone we can take care him. Any how our parents are not staying with us, Upi can have his grand dad. Very quickly they became friends. However; final decision is yours only. If you approve I wanted to shift immediately… love you, yours darling Chandu.
That whole night I was soothing my swollen, ever oozing pussy thinking about uncle. That night I had a number of fantasies with him.
Next day I received a message from my hubby stating that the house is good; we can take, but wait for two days. I am starting day after tomorrow by flight. We’ll decide then.
I thought it is better to rather than hurry. The third day after Bhargav’s arrival that evening we all went to meet uncle to decide about the house. Radheshyam uncle was very happy to meet my husband and vice versa. Immediately my hubby liked the house and then and there paid advance for two moths rent through cheque. Bhargav was so impressed with uncle that, that evening he invited him for a dinner in a good hotel.
My hubby stayed for 5 days and on the third day we have shifted the house. All these days my darling was taking me and I am imagining that uncle is riding me. I don’t know why but I am abscessed about uncle. He is double my age, but I always imagining about him. I even don’t know that at this age will he perform well in the bed or not but I wanted him.
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Two months passed after shifting the house. Yet I could not get him attracted towards me. To tempt him I had done what ever possible; like when in suit bending low and give him a nice view of my ample cleavage, or wearing skin fit leggings to exhibit my curves particularly my shapely thighs and butt. When in saree show him my soft belly and navel as well as my cleavage. Many times I sat at his side almost touching his body. So close that two three times I pressed my boob to his elbow.
But I didn’t go for cheap tactics of scratching my thighs, or my bum cheeks and gesturing him with flying kisses and winking etc. however I wanted him to take initiation and fuck me hard. I had a belief that he will perform well in that field. Time has to tell me. I am waiting for the time to come.
Another month passed. It doesn’t mean that he; I mean uncle didn’t notice me. He noticed but didn’t show any signs on his face and looks. As usual he was quite and calm and behaved very normal with me. At last I was desperate. Finally I decided to initiate myself. Rather say decided to rape him and fixed a date for this.
The day was my birthday which was 15 days after. I had also planned to leave my son with my parents that day so we both can stay alone at home. Day by day I am refining my plan and rehearsing. Getting more excitement as the day is approaching. In all these days my little slit is crying with tears (oozing its juices).
Aaaah… at last the day had come. Two days before that I told uncle about my birth day and asked him to have dinner with me. Next day he gave a pocket to me and said “Chandana advanced happy birth day to you”
“Thanks uncle” and I took the pocket and opened it. It contained a beautiful designer silk saree with blouse attached.
That evening I went to my parents’ who lived in some other corner of the city. Telling them some excuse I asked them to keep my son for two days with them. My son was also very happy to stay there.
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Early morning at 5.30 I received a message from uncle “Many, many happy returns of the day Chandoo… wish you all success in your ventures” uncle. Seeing that message my happiness knew no bounds. First thing is that in all these days of our acquaintance for the first time uncle called me chandoo… by my short name, he always called by my full name. Second his wishes that ‘all success in your ventures’ yes, I need this, because today I am going to venture something special…
Seduction of my darling uncle. Immediately I replied “thanks uncle really I needed this”.
As usual I had gone to the college but could not concentrate on my subjects. However passed time till evening and came home.
I had bath, before bath I cleaned between my thighs and under arms, wore the saree given by uncle. The blouse fitted so perfect that as if stitched with measurements. Sprayed the body spray and about 6 pm I went down to uncle.
“Ooooh! Chandoo.. You are so gorgeous in this saree” for the first time he said something like this. “How is it uncle?’ asking him I removed my pullow from the shoulder to reveal my deep cut blouse and glimpse of my firm boobs and cleavage, spun around like a model.
“So cute and lovely you are looking..” uncle said eyeing me from top to bottom. Then we went to a five star hotel for dinner. That night again, I had two glasses of wine. During the dinner uncle was staring me without blinking his eyes. I raised my eye brows as if ‘what?’
“Chandoo, do you know what a lovely pair of eyes you have..?”
“Really…?”
“The best I had ever seen…”
“Oh! Thank you uncle; I am flattered” like that; talking and joking looking at each other, particularly me intently gazing at his attractive face. By the time we came home it is 10 pm. standing at the steps uncle said “Thank you for the delicious dinner Chandoo, it was nice, good night” and, moved to open the door.
I put one leg on the step and called “Uncle…”
“Yes..” he turned his head.
“I’ll be alone in the house Upi (my son) is at his grand parents’ house, can I sleep with you in the spare bedroom” I said emphasizing the words with you very casually so that he must not doubt me. Uncle stood for a while and slowly said “come…”
With thumping heart I went near him. He opened first, grilled door of the varandah then main door of the house. Leaving our chappal and shoes went in and fell on the sofa tiredly. After five minutes of our relaxation uncle said “chandana.. that is the room for you, you can sleep there..”
I stood “not chandana uncle… chandoo… your darling chandoo…who is dying for you… uncle won’t you like to kiss those eyes, the eyes; the best you have ever seen..” saying this I rotated my beautiful eyes and started opening the shoulder pin of the saree. Uncle is looking at me in awe.
I dropped the saree from the shoulder pulled the saree frills then saree from my body and thrown it on the sofa and seductively looking at uncle unhooked the blouse. It followed suit with saree. Now I was only with petticoat, lacy panty and bra on my body. Slowly I went up to him put my arms around his neck and pressed my quivering lips on his and had deep mouth to mouth kiss.
For a while I thought, he is going to push me away, but any such thing didn’t happened. He stood like statue. I ran my tongue along his lips and pushed it into his mouth. Parting his lips it slid in. Again I had a feeling that he is going to push my tongue away than a miracle happened.
His mouth started sucking my tongue taking it deep into his mouth and his hands came around me and hugged me so tight that my heavy firm boobs crushed under his chest. His one palm is roaming on my naked back and the other reached down and held my fleshy ass and squeezed.
It was a surprise for me. I never expected this. I was delighted and hugged him more tightly. Then suddenly as if he came out of the trance pushed me away from him and mumbled “… no, chandana… it is wrong… we are committing sin… no…”
Uncle’s few minutes attitude of hugging me tight had given me idea that he too likes it, but afraid of his reputation or modesty. I don’t want to lose any opportunity that came on my way and I hugging him whispered in his ears “let us commit the sin uncle… yes I want to do the sin.. want to feel the thrill of committing sin.. Anyhow there is a saying that ‘SKIN TO SKIN THERE IS NO SIN’ so we can do” I said in one go and knelt at his legs and opened the belt and the hooks and unzipped of his trousers, pulled it down.
My eyes shone by seeing the bulge under his underwear. With thumping and exciting heart I pulled it down .. AAAhh.. lo what I am seeing.. uff… the most wonderful male organ. Uncle’s penis, for which I was longing for 5 to 6 months…. It is almost as long as my hubby’s but the girth is very thick. As thick as my wrist, ‘can I have it in me? Definitely it is going to rip me apart’ I thought after seeing it.
The moment I pulled the underwear it sprang up and touched my chin. Lovingly I held it in my fist. My fist could hardly cover half of its length. Gripping it I moved my hand back. With that his shining purple bulbous dick head came to my view. The sight of it brought a lot of saliva in my mouth. Slurping it I gulped it down my throat.
Uncle still had his shirt on his body and his penis is playing hide seek with it. I pulled him down; uncle who was standing fell on the sofa. I widened his thighs and taking my tongue I rotated it around the dick head. With my saliva it is shining still more.
The moment I rotated my tongue on it uncle groaned “nnggrrrrnn…”and pressed my head to his crotch. I raised my eyes, seductively looking at him lifted the dick and licked the bottom of it from base to the head. “sssss…hhhhsshhhh” a moan escaped from uncle.
After licking it I took the penis in my mouth and started sucking it. Little by little I took his full length in my salivating mouth. My head is moving up and down. His shaft is shining with my saliva. Uncle put his one hand on my head and pressing it to him and the other opened my bra and running his palm on my naked back. His smooth palming causing tingles in my body. Already that dirty bitch; my pussy is secreting the love juices.
“Chandooo.. mm.. chandoooo…” uncle is moaning and moving his waist according to the movement if my mouth on his shaft. His moans had given me the idea, uncle is enjoying me. Now I am sure that he is going to ram me well. I vigorously moving my head and giving the blow job.
Then suddenly I left him and took his testis in my mouth and sucked deep in.
“AAaahhh…hhaaaaa…” another moan from uncle’s mouth. Each testicle is the size of shelled walnut.
“Uncle are you enjoying..?” I stirring his balls said…
“Yoooouuu.. bitch .. suck my cock.. mmm.. suck uncle’s cock.. that is what you needed isn’t it.. it.. suck.. suck…” uncle pulled my head from his balls and thrust his long tool in my mouth roughly and squeezed my boobs hardly. “MMmssshhh…” I moaned.
Uncle calling me bitch.. gave a kind of new thrill in me and I moved my head very fast on his length and after five minutes of such frenzy blow job and mouth fuck uncle shot his hot sperm in my hungry mouth; my god how much of jism he had shot. I could not gulp all and some leaked out from the corners of my mouth and trickled on to my boobs.
He was panting for breath.. yes I too. Once he regained his breath, he pulled me up, peeled my petticoat and panty, made me sit on his lap and kissed my mouth and said “Chandoo.. thoo jadoo garni hai.. yeh thune kya jadoo kar diya…?” and put his face between my boobs and rubbed it there.
I kissed his cheeks and said “uncle I am not jadoogarni .. jadoogar tho aap hai… jabse aap ko dekha hai mera CHOOT aap ke LUND lund ke liye taras rahi hai.. dekho” and I took his hand on my choot.
“He grabbed it under his palm and pressing it said… “what a lovely pussy you have… so swollen. So smooth… and so juicy” and again kissed my lips. We stayed like that there for another 15 — 20 minutes in each other’s arms and then uncle said “now will you go to your room..?”
“Do you want me….?” I questioned.
“No, I want to fuck you like a rundee..’ and squeezed my breasts hardly.
“Sshhaaaa.. uncle slow… do whatever you like I am all yours.. but be gentle… mai bahut najook hun…” I said mischievously.
Uncle was flattered by this ‘ada’. He is already growing again.
“Come let us go to bed room” he said.
“Take me” I garlanded my arms around his neck and jumping up I wrapped my legs around his waist. Uncle held me by my buttocks. His both palms were on my fleshy butt cheeks.
While walking towards his room having me in his palms He sucked on my lips hungrily, pressing my body against his. I was slightly taken aback by this, but soon came to my sense. I responded by kissing him. I parted my lips to allow him to ravage my mouth. Our tongues danced inside our mouths, saliva freely flowing between our lips.
Uncle was slightly taller than me. I had to stretch my head up to meet his lips. In this process, my body pressed against his, and I could feel his throbbing cock pressing against my abdomen. It was so hard it poked on my abdomen.
As I started to rub uncle’s stiffened cock, he let out a soft moan, drawing me closer to him. Because of my work on his penis it sprang into attention. I rubbed my hands over it, and felt the veins running across the shaft. I went a little weak in the knees, imagining how it would feel inside of me.
“Oh Uncle!” I squealed, as he cupped my bare ass, and was caressing it , pulling the ass cheeks apart and squeezing them.
“Chandoo… sweet heart …” he whispered in my ear, now I became his sweet heart. I broke the kiss and began to lick on his neck, while he thrust his LUND into my hands, still playing with my ass. We were completely nude, he with his raging boner pointed to his new found love, and me with my ever waiting and oozing CHOOT.
My hard nipples were poking out tempting him. As he laid me on the bed I sprawled myself over the bed, and looked into uncle’s eyes. I spread my legs apart, and began rubbing my wet cunt. His eyes gleamed as my fingers traced my moist cunt.
“Do you like it uncle?” I asked rubbing my clit.
“Oh yes chandoo.. a lot…” He said, slowly stroking his hardness, “uncle likes it very much.”
I loved watching this sixty + old man gets excited over my body. I squeezed my perky tits, and moaned hard. I liked the juices off my fingers and tuck two of them in my pussy. I began finger fucking myself aggressively while uncle jerked off hard in front of me. He spit on his hands for lubrication, and began rubbing his shaft. The saliva managed to give his stiff dick a new sheen, making me even wetter.
“Please fuck me uncle. Stop playing with yourself and play with me” I pleaded.
He smiled, “anything for my sweet niece”
I lay back on the bed, eyes closed, and waiting for uncle to thrust his raging boner into me. After a long time instead of his stiff penis I felt uncle’s rough lips on my pussy. He was licking my clit, sucking my labia and massaging my ass all at once. It took no time for me to be lost in a sexual fantasy. I gripped uncle’s hair and running my fingers combing him. Soon I was on the verge reaching my orgasm, and grabbed uncle’s hair tighter. He didn’t seem to mind, just began to fuck me with his tongue. His tongue was pure magic, and I pushed his head further into my pussy and I began to cum like never before.
Once the passion inside me had subsided, I let him go off. My love juices covered all of his lower face, his lips, and chin. He smiled as if he had just conquered the whole world. I immediately grabbed him and began to kiss him. The taste of my juices turned me on even more. I licked his face like a kitten, and kissed him hard. He put his hand on my boobs, pinching my nipples.
“Fuck me uncle… fuck your darling niece, for how long I was waiting for this.. I crooned in his ear.
He came over me I spread my thighs wide to accommodate him in between them. His raging hardness is poking at the gates of my swollen pussy. Uncle is playing with my heavy boobs and deeply looking into my eyes.
“Uncle, where are you, what are looking at?” I asked smilingly.
“Chandoo how lovely your eyes are… oh! To see them at close quarters what are the things I have done…”
“What.? Uncle what are you telling… what you did..?” I asked in shock.
“Oh! nothing forge about it?’
“No uncle you have tell me, you have created suspense, please tell me na… I am eager..”
“Ok…Ok.. I’ll tell but not now, let me do for what you are dying for…” and he adjusted his penis and rubbed my pussy lips from top to bottom. I was eagerly waiting for his entry. Once he put his dick head between the pouted lips and slightly pushed. Half of the head is embedded in me.
He waited for my response, and inviting it I raised my waist up. Then he plunged his tool in me. It was a very strong shot.
“Sss…ssss.hhammmaaaaaaa…h…. me..r..ri.. pht..ga..yeeee” I shrieked with pain. My eyes filled with tears. Before I could say anything he raised his waist up and gave another shove of his dick in me… “mmmmmmaaaaa” I shrieked again.
He was raising his waist up again to give one more shove… quickly I put both my palms on his strong buttocks and stopped him to raise it again and I nodded my head in no with tear filled eyes.
He stopped and licked my eyes and tears with love and affection. Took one nipple in his mouth and the other between his fingers and pinched. He stayed like that for half a minute or so but for me it was like an eternity. Then I felt my cunt walls secreting the juices necessary for lubrication.
Within no time my cunt is filled with juices and uncle’s penis may be well smeared with my juices. I also felt a tingling sensation and itch in my choot. I smilingly looked at uncle and pressing his ass to me I raised my bum up. He slowly pulled his shaft out and this time he gently pushed in. I could feel his penis sliding against my pussy walls. Five six gentle strokes later uncle increased his tempo.
By the time my pain is also subsided and now I am enjoying his thrusts in me. “Mmmm… uncle.. fuck.. fuck..” I mumbled.
The moment I said fuck he increased his speed, moving his dick rapidly in and out me. “aaaah.. chandoo… my what a tight cunt you have… uff.. I feel like I am enjoying a virgin…mmm.. take it.. rise your ass up.. yes that is it.. good.. ” he is saying.
“Yes….uncle fuck me hard… yes.. like that.. no ..no now there is no pain… only pleasure.. aah…mmm” I was squealing under him. Uncle’s sucking of my lips and pinching my nipples increased the joy in me and I am raising my waist up and up… and am about to reached my climax.
Uncle moaning and groaning started fucking my Choot with his Lund and licking, sucking my whole body.. and continued his shoving and I am on the verge of reaching my climax again…
“Uncle I am finished.. please come in me.. do it quick, I can’t wait more” I said.
“Yes my dear chandoo.. I am also about to come.. mmm.. yes.. yes.. chandoo .. but my sweety… I am not sterilized can I shoot in you or take it out..?”
Uncle’s these words gave a jolt to me… I am in peak period and not protected. If his sperms moves fast I may get pregnant… the thought thrilled me… the idea of conceiving again with other than my hubby caused ripples in me.
The thought that I may get pregnant with his sperm increased my thrill and I hugging him said… “leave it uncle.. pour your hot sperm deep in me.. please uncle shoot … shoot…” and with excitement I clenched his back with my palms and reached my climax again.
Uncle gave another three, four moves in and out of me and started to shoot his hot lava in me. The warmth of his sperms soothed me and I widened my thighs as much as possible so that uncle’s seed should creep deep in me. I hugged him tightly to my body, I closed my eyes in satisfaction and I don’t know how long I lay under him.
So dear readers this is how my darling uncle had taken me and my sexual hunger increased.
But I am in suspense that why did uncle say that ‘what are the things he had done to have close look at my eyes… what did he do? This I’ll let you after he told me the same. Till the time enjoy this narration of mine. If you liked this experience of mine give a feedback.
Good luck..
Chandooo….
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