Sangeeta Di Aag: Fucking Without Husband
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Submit Report “Thoda zore se. Bahut maza aa raha hai. Ooh. Kya baat hai. Aur. Aur. Aur zor se. Wah kitna lamba hai aapka. Mujhe itna acha lag raha hai. Aaah. Aaaah. Aapka land bahut maza deta hai. Aah.” “Tum khud bhi to itni tight ho, jaanam. Ooh. Ooh. Ooh. Mera land tumhe paa ke bahut lamba time khada ho jata hai. HOoh. HOoh.” He panted as he pushed his dick inside me. He pounded and stroked in and out of my tight vagina in full force. It felt like this thick hot rod wanted to tear away and exit from my ass. His strokes were hard, hard… I mean terrificcccallly haaaaard. He supported his body on His strong arms and fucked me royally. And I encouraged him with my moaning. My name is Sangeeta. I’m having a fucking affair with my father in law, Shri Arman. We live in a small town close to Conoor in a big farm. My husband, Shamsher is an officer in the army. I got married about one and half year ago. I live here with my father in law and mother in law. Shamsher is posted in Leh and visited us last year in December. We had a nice first night and I enjoyed losing my virginity to my husband. Then we went on our honeymoon to Kumarakom. We enjoyed sex a lot, particularly me. I had educated myself in sex thru books and blue films. I learnt the art of seducing my man and used the skills for my sex life with Shamsher. It is my intention to try out all the sexual positions that are shown in the ‘Kamasutra’. I have had several orgasms and enjoy when Shamsher inserts his finger and masturbates me. I spread my legs and ask him to dig deeper. He sucks my boobs and kisses me like an expert. By the way, I’m 24 years old. I have 37 inches chest and my waist is just 25. I’m fair skinned and show off my waist length straight hair. I dress to show off my curves, generally in saree. Shamsher has fucked me in 8 different positions… With my guidance. After two months of marriage, he complained more often about back pain, etc. Our sex had reduced to twice a week. Then his transfer orders came. Heartbroken, I was! The call of duty had to be obeyed. He had to leave me and travel several miles away from home. Life had become a drag. He called daily for about a month. He said that he missed me a lot, and the warmth of my arms in cold winter nights. I listened to him. Although I had the same feelings, may be even intense. I didn’t reveal them to him. I reassured him that good times will come back. In the meantime, my nights were lonesome. I watched lots of blue films and spent most time remembering the nice cozy nights with Shamsher. During the days, I used to be doing all the house work. And very slowly I was getting attracted to the male of the house, my father in law. At home, I started to wear chudidar kurtas. The low necks and the lower backs showed off my fair flawless skin. When my mother in law would be on the terrace or out of sight, I would throw away the dupatta and do my work. Shri Arman would wait for an opportunity to feed his eyes on my cleavage. The colors I wore were pale like yellow, cream, white and peach. My bra would be purposely visible and so was the gap between my global boobs. He would see and when I would see him, his glance would go down the ground. We had a room on top of the terrace that was sparely used. But it was maintained from dust and smell. He would go upstairs in the afternoon and take a nap. He would dress mostly in dhoti and banyan. His chest size is as big as Shamsher’s. I wondered if his cock had the same energy as Shamsher. He would sometimes ask me to press his legs in my mother in law’s presence. I would happily do it. I would use my hands expertly like a masseur and ease out his stress. He would send out my mother in law with small errands and remain alone with me at home. During those times, he would ask awkward questions like, “Does Shamsher keep you happy?” Sometimes his hands would reach on my naked shoulder and press me.”Aaj mausam bada suhana hai.” As I didn’t mind the attention, I would blush and dimples would come on my cheeks. Then he began to call me upstairs and ask me to massage his back. When I enter the room, he’ll ask me to bolt the door as mosquitoes would enter. When I bolt the door, he’ll remove the banyan and lie on his back. And then remove my dupatta to see my enormous cleavage. “tum bahut khoobsurat ho. Shamsher kitna khushnaseeb hai. Tum usko miss karti hogi?” I nodded in agreement. I moved my hands on his legs and began to press. His hands came on my shoulder and pressed me. I came down and kissed his cheek. His cheek turned and kissed me in return. We hugged and his hands moved all over my back. And my hands felt the warmth of his back. It had been three months since Shamsher had left me. And his lusty father was massaging my back and feeling me, and kissing me.. In the afternoon, my mother in law was fast asleep. We were both using the opportunity to enjoy. His hands went and unhooked my kurti. Then came down to lift it up. I helped him in undressing me. As soon as my kurti came, he saw my beautiful boobs hiding behind the V shaped bra. I kissed him again on his cheek, still blushing. His hands came on both sides of my hands and he steered me to sleep on the bed. The soft silky cushions were arousing. As I laid on my back, he came and kissed me on my lips. My hands went behind his hair and I returned the kiss in equal smack. He kissed me. Then I kissed back. And we continued to explore all our unclothed parts, till all the clothes were ripped from our bodies. It had been ninety one days and possibly a few hours since I had been fucked. My eyes were lustily waiting to see his cock. In the blue movies, the stud would have a sexy aura, and Shri Arman was no different. He kissed my navel and licked my tummy. He kept admiring, appreciating and enjoying the sight of a young damsel on his bed.