Disclaimer: This is a semi-fictional story based on certain real-life incidents. Any similarity to anyone alive or dead is purely coincidental.
Ratan woke up when a nasty dirty dream shook him up. It was Priya moaning wildly when a man was pumping her insides so hard. Her cunt was drooling juices between every thrust in his dream. But the man between her legs was not Ratan.
He had seen Priya tip-toeing back inside the home, holding a package in her hand. Priya had made sure no one saw her erotic grinding session with her ex-boyfriend, Hari. But she couldn’t stop her moans combined with Hari’s grunts reaching the ears of Ratan.
The sultry sounds were feeble, but Ratan picked it up like a Radar. He wanted to know what his loyal wife was doing? Was she with someone, or was it just some porn she was watching sneaking away from him? His mind went nuts, but his erection went crazy for some reason.
He turned towards Priya. She was lying sideways and sleeping like a baby. Ratan spooned with her. His erection was very evident that it poked Priya’s butt. He rubbed his crotch on her ass, waking her up from her satisfying sleep after milking her ex-boyfriend last night.
“Ratan, your wood is poking me,” She said in a tired, sleepy voice.
“I want to cum on your ass,” He whispered into her ears, breathing his warm breath onto her neck.
“You are getting wild these days,” She said, rubbing her ass on his crotch. But she realized it was a mistake when Ratan tried lifting her skirt.
What if there were remnants of Hari’s cum left on her bums? What if Ratan finds it. There is very less chance any stains of cum are left on her sweet bums.
She had turned around a lot before sleeping. The wet cum mostly would be wiped off already by the skirt or her blanket. She quickly turned around.
“My husband doesn’t have to do all the hard work,” she said, holding his penis over his boxers.
She held his crotch through the boxers facing him. They were lying sideways on the king-sized bed. She leaned in and kissed his lips. Priya loved her husband, but her passion for Hari was even more.
She had only one choice now. Keep her husband happy in every way, so he never poked into finding her secret. Priya sucked on his lips wildly while squeezing his balls. She was not jerking him but just rubbing on his erection while gently squeezing his balls.
This was a trick Hari taught her. Just squeeze a man’s balls when he is extremely hard while rubbing the skin right where his erection originated above the balls between penis and balls. This would make him lose all his stored semen slowly but with a heavy orgasm.
“Give your wife your seeds,” She said, smiling at his face. He had closed his eyes. He was enjoying every second. She locked her lips with him and continued her work. She did not stop when his precum oozed out but only squeezed his balls harder than before.
She did all this without even putting her hand in his boxers. She could handle him through his boxers always.
She smiled when he gasped. Looking at his crotch, she said, “Your seeds are out, Ratan.”
She could spot the enlarging wetness on the boxer exactly where the top of his penis was. She kept squeezing till the wetness stopped expanding onto the material of his boxer. It was almost as if a small glass of water fell on it. His juices made a good show for her.
“Where did you learn to do this?” Ratan asked.
“You know I love to read about exciting sexual acts and sometimes porn too.” Priya was telling a blatant lie. No wife would tell her she learned to milk a man from an ex-boyfriend.
“I have to go to work, Ratan.” She kissed his cheeks and got up. She pulled off her shirt and threw it over a laundry box. She was careful not to undo her skirt and reveal anything that happened last night.
Ratan noticed the package and picked it up.
“Where did you get this?” He asked.
She didn’t want to answer it but had no choice. She quickly made up a lie, “I bought it. I wanted to make these look erotic for you,” She said. She was squeezing both her tits on either hand and rushing to the washroom to avoid further questions.
Under the shower, she wiped her melons and butt cheeks with her favourite body wash. She smelled like vanilla. There wasn’t much of Hari’s cum on her butt except a dried-up stain at the beginning of her ass crack that wasn’t easily visible.
But there was a red mark on the right cheek, which might have happened while he squeezed them hard. She cleaned her cunt after trimming around it nicely. That’s how Hari liked it always.
She walked with her wetness to the cupboard and pulled out the bath towel she was wearing. Her hands searched the stacks of her lingerie sets. But then she remembered the lingerie Hari gifted and picked it up from the package.
The red panties were so thin they felt like they were made of feathers. She wore them through her thick thighs and pulled them upwards. The elastic expanded and tightened over her waist when she finally released it. Her sweet butt cheeks were squeezed at her butt crack, and her cheeks were half exposed.
At the front, the soft material ran across her wide pussy lips. The panty’s width reduced as it reached her ass. She turned around at the mirror. She found her ass hardly covered. Smacking them, she moved on to the bra.
The bra had front clasps. She fitted it onto her shoulder through her arms and hooked the clip of her cups that made the boobs squeeze together. It had good pads to cushion her melons. The pads had light red colour while the entire material was dark red.
Priya smiled at herself in lingerie in the mirror. Then picked up long formal black pants and a grey shirt to match the colour of her pants.
Wearing them and putting on makeup, she walked to her car. She knew exactly when Hari would come for his appointment.
To be continued
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