Kavya was born to a Tamil family who moved to Hyderabad. She wasn't allowed to have boyfriends before college and was enlisted into a private education. Once her MBA was done, her parents chose arranged marriage for her. Kavya was trained into becoming a faithful wife and mother from her childhood. Her mom, grandmom and other women in home have the same restrictions which we imposed on Kavya. They married her to Manoj at the age of 27. Even though she feared of marriage, Manoj turned out be very understanding and caring. Never having a sexual contact in her life, Manoj didn't pressure her into sex their first night and talked to her a lot.
Kavya gave in after understanding Manoj leading to a steamy honeymoon sex in their hotel. The first time Kavya had an orgasm, she fainted for a few minutes and then got back up asking for more. She never worked out in her life, leaving plump body fat in the right places. She has a way of getting ready and always dresses up like a traditional middle class wife. But lately, she took solace in semi-western clothes after requests from Manoj. Manoj showed her to use internet on their TV once leading to a porn scene.
They both made love watching porn and sometimes, Kavya even moans like pornstars to entertain Manoj while sex. They used to live in a nice rented apartment in a well maintained locality. But after the huge promotion and transfer, they bought an entire flat in a low profile locality. Even though the place looks like a little slum, many of them are building apartments here.
Kavya doesn't like having friends and spends all day watching TV, cooking, buying groceries and waiting for her husband. Lately, she took up horticulture - the art of harvesting vegetables and fruits. She is a vegetarian from childhood and pursued Manoj into Veganism. She grows root vegetables and hard vegetables that can last for many days. She only grows one type of plant at one time to keep up with the space. Although timid in the beginning, Kavya adapted to the city lifestyle very well and keeps herself busy with various activities. But there is a new hobby that Kavya learnt to impress his husband.
Lately, Manoj has been spending less and less time with Kavya after the transfer. He warned that this will be inevitable, and Kavya understands too. But she feels the loneliness of spending hours and hours watching TV. The sex life has been going ON and OFF from making hours and hours of love to just hurried hugs and kisses. One day, while browsing Internet, she came upon a masturbation video of a woman. She heard of it, but never tried it. She wanted to try it, but confronts Manoj the same night.
'Manoj, do you ever miss me when I go to Mom's home?
'Oh!! A lot! Nothing you can imagine of?'
'Do you get horny after that?'
'Of course'
'What would you do then, how would you satisfy that feeling?'
'You really want to know?'
'Yes'
'I masturbate looking at our photos'.
'So dirty year..where do you do it?'
'On our bed, washroom, sofa, anywhere we made love before. Why? Are you angry?'
'No. Which of our photos do you look at?'
'The marriage ones. The vacation ones. I don't know, any photo where I can find you in western wear'
'Why only western wear?'
'Well, because my chubby wife looks damn hot in western wear? And also I don't have any of your nudes, so I do with whatever I have'
'Uh huh, what are nudes?'
'Your nude photos, what else?'
'Chii..Why would you take nude pictures of me?'
'No..I won't click them. You send them to me as selfies'.
'Noo way..what if someone else sees them?'
'Who would, my phone would be locked anyhow?'
'Would you love seeing my like that?'
'What do you want me to do after sending you selfies?'
I've never done it'. Kavya bites her lower lip.
Manoj turns her around and gets into a spooning position. He takes her hand and starts rubbing on her neck.
'No please Manoj..I'm not masturbating. It was a joke.'
'Shut up and close your eyes'. Manoj bites her ear.
Kavya closes her eyes feeling the sensation of her fingers. Her own index finger slowly enters her mouth making it wet. Soon, her middle finger is pushed inside her mouth making her suck on two fingers. Her fingers go deep and deeper into her mouth as she starts making quiet gagging sounds. Manoj asks her to keep sucking on her fingers and holds her right hand tight. He forcefully makes Kavya touch her own nipples as she keeps opposing.
'Please Manoj. It's feeling dirty'.
'Then feel dirty, just like the slutty porn star we watched'.
'Chi..' Kavya retreats her own hand from her nipples only to get them pinched hard. Kavya moans and leans into Manoj's shoulder slurping her fingers wet.
Manoj then takes her wet fingers and places them on her nipples. Kavya starts pinching her own nipples and groping her boobs with wet fingers. Manoj brings her right hand to her mouth.
'Just do'. Kavya spits a lump of saliva into her hands. He then makes her spread it all over her fingers and pushes them into her panty. Kavya gasps for air. Manoj starts rubbing her clitoris increasingly speed making Kavya twirl on the bed touching her ass into Manoj's penis. She removes her hands from nipples and pushes her hand into Manoj's pants reaching his cock.
She starts pumping it hard while Manoj increases the pace of her hands on clitoris. Kavya moans out silent gasps and asks him to push a finger inside. Manoj takes her hand out and inserts his hand inside her panty after making her spit on it. He pushes a finger inside poking hard pushes. Manoj notices his wife cupping his cock tight every time he pushes hard. He suddenly likes the feeling and takes off both their clothes while sleeping in same position.
He places his wet fingers on Kavya's clit and starts rubbing furiously. He guides her hand to his cock which is being tortured by holding tight every now and then. He pushes two fingers inside her vagina and starts fingering hard with slow repetitions. Kavya is shivering every time he thumps on her skin making a big sound.
'Hold my balls'. Manoj whispers in her ear.
Kavya reaches for his balls and starts pressing them. Manoj feels more pleasure and starts increasing the thumping speed.
'Lower' whispers Manoj. Kavya doesn't understand but moves her hand lower into his ass.
'Much lower'.
Kavya inserts her fingers into his asscrack rubbing on his asshole. Manoj grunts in pleasure but Kavya doesn't understand. Manoj stops fingering her and turns her around. Both of them are facing each other now. Manoj lifts up her leg and places it high on his shoulders. Kavya feels pain but keeps waiting for her husband's next touch.
'Suck on my middle finger'. Manoj pushes his finger and Kavya sucks it wet from top to bottom. Manoj lowers his wet finger and finds her asshole. He circles his fingers around it pressing it slowly.
'No Manoj, not there please.'
'Why not?'
'I don't know, I've never done it!'.
'Then let's do it now, and I can fuck your ass forever after'
'Hmm..but only finger'. Kavya reaches his lips and starts kissing him and Manoj pushes slowly into her asshole. Kavya breaks the kiss and buries her face into his shoulders. Manoj, petting her hair with one hand pushes his finger inside. Kavya suddenly feels something warm inside her and looks at Manoj squirming her eyes with a slutty look and an open mouth.
'Spread out your tongue'. Manoj says.
Kavya feels shy but pushes a little of her tongue out. Manoj grabs her tongue with his lips and pulls her into a tight embrace sucking on her tongue. He keeps fingering her asshole slowly and the more longer he pushes, the more Kavya spreads out her tongue. Kavya reaches an anal climax after being fingered for five minutes. She collapses on his shoulders gasping for breath.
Manoj spits on his finger and rubs on her asshole gently to ease the pain. Kavya slowly reaches his penis and starts stroking it. She starts crawling down his legs and reaches his feet. She starts kissing from downwards towards his penis. Manoj can feel his excitement building up. Kavya takes out her tongue and licks long strokes on his cock.
'Do you want me to finger you?' Kavya asks while licking his cock. Before Manoj could say anything, Kavya lifts up his legs and starts rimming his ass. Kavya observes Manoj being very excited than ever before. She starts rimming with saliva while stroking his cock fast. Manoj starts grunting surprisingly louder and Kavya is loving it.
She never knew this pleasure spot of men. Kavya licks her finger hard as Manoj looks on and starts rubbing on his asshole. She slowly pushes inside with the same pressure he did to her. Manoj throws his head back into the pillow. Kavya pushes her full finger inside and starts sucking his cock. Manoj cums into her mouth very soon all over the bed and on his stomach.
Kavya spits out on the towel and slowly takes out her finger. She is surprised. Manoj usually lasts for a good amount of time on while blow job, but this took her by surprise. She looks at Manoj and crawls up to him like a shy kid covering herself with blankets. Manoj pulls her closer.
'Did it pain while fingering your ass?'
'No', Kavya hid her face inside the blanket.
'Did you enjoy what I did?' She asks.
'Yes. It's called prostate, it will make men cum very fast'.
'From Where do you know all these things?' Kavya asks surprised.
'Porn. Where else. Leave that, did you learn how to masturbate now?'
'Hmm'.
'Would you do it for me again?'
'No. Kavya giggles turning down the light signalling its time to sleep.
'Shouldn't the sofa face the TV instead of the door Sir?' Ramulu suggests.
'Well we should face the North, according to Vastu. Keep it facing the door only'.
Manoj tells the two labourers whom he employed to shift furniture from his old home. They have been moving things up and down the 3rd floor apartment Manoj rented for him and his wife. The two labourers put down the Sofa, arranging it facing straight to the sofa. Manoj looks at the old man trying very hard do his task and asks the young man his name.
'Kushal' he replies while arranging the sofa cover.
And yours?
'Ramulu' replies the old man trying to gasp for breath.
'Why did you bring an old man along with you? He gets tired very easily. Ramulu, go and drink some water from the kitchen. Use a glass and put it in the sink after drinking.'
Ramulu tries to hide his gasps and walks towards the kitchen.
'Sorry. He is my grandpa. We do this part time'.
'What is your main job'? Manoj asks Kushal.
'We sell vegetables every Tuesday and Thursday two streets from here. The rest of the time, we do labour jobs. We also do Paints..'
Ramulu walks to the kitchen as Kushal and Manoj get into conversation. Unable to find a glass, he takes out a water bottle from the moved furniture and fills it from a can. He finds a dusty stool and sits on it trying to catch some breath. He sips some water and observers the shining new kitchen. He sees an old vegetable bag and opens it only to a find a few rotten tomatoes and old carrots.
As he takes another sip, he hears splashes of water from the adjacent room. Ramulu gets closer to the window and listens more. He hears the sound of bangles clicking the mug to an empty bucket followed by a water splash. Someone is going to finish their bath. Ramulu's curiosity heightens to see who is bathing. He tries to open the window but it is locked. He glances at the kitchen and finds a ventilator pointing towards the bedroom. Ramulu looks outside and sees Manoj and Kushal still in conversation.
He pulls his trouser to his knees and jumps up the on the kitchen sink. He places his eye into the ventilator holes and scans the room. A clean looking bedroom with white walls and brown cupboards. The king size bed has a few ironed clothes on it. On the edge of the bed, there is a pair of white leggings and red Salwar. He leans towards the right edge of the ventilator and sees the door bathroom. Infront of the door, he sees a purple night gown that women wear to sleep. A white cotton panty and spaghetti wrapped inside the night gown. Ramulu's eyes widen looking for more. He listens to the water splashes going down in intensity anticipating for a glimpse.
'Ramu Baba' screams Kushal.
Ramulu tumbles on the sink listening to the cry. He lands himself safely on the ground and rushes to the hall taking the water bottle and vegetable bag with him.
'What's with the sweat? Still tired Ramulu?' Asks Manoj.
'He will be alright. Is everything in its right place Manoj Sir? Or do you want us to move anything else?'
Looks good to me. Let me ask my wife. 'Kaaaavyaaaa! Come and check if you want to move anything once'.
'Haaaaa. One minute'.
Ramulu's cock hardens listening to her voice, while Kushal being a young boy, is excited.
Kavya enters the hall from bedroom having her entire hair tied in towel. She is wearing a tight red salwar with white leggings that stop above her ankles. Drops of water from her hair are sliding onto her neck, eventually down her shoulders.
'Is everything looking good'?
'Shouldn't be the sofa facing the Television instead of the door? What use it would be to sit in sofa and see the door?' Kavya points out.
'But I read somewhere that sofa should always be pointed north'.
'Sir'. Ramulu interrupts both of them.
Kavya notices the two labourers for the first time and takes a step beside her husband.
'Sofa can be either pointed North or East. Let us shift the TV beside the door. You can then sit in sofa straight towards the door and also watch TV.' Ramulu hints.
'What do you say?'
'Sounds good'. 'Everything is alright then'. Says Kavya glancing around the house.
'Ok, Kushal and Ramulu, move the TV stand beside the door and keep the sofa here itself.'
Kushal goes to the TV as Manoj and Kavya discuss about the other furniture. Ramulu stares at Kavya from the corner of his eye. He sees a water drop from her hair sliding onto neck directly flowing down between her bosom. Wet patches of dress sticking to her skin both on her stomach and thighs. Ramulu signals Kushal to move the TV and interrupts Manoj.
'Sir. I saw this bag of vegetables in the kitchen. They look rotten. Where are you buying them?'
'Oh! Is it? We just bought them yesterday at a shop in the corner of the street. Let me take a look.'
'These really are rotten yaar'. Kavya exclaims. 'I told you to buy them from a Supermarket'.
'Ma'm, even the Supermarket ones are refrigerated and will rotten down. You will need to buy from fresh markets'.
'Is there a vegetable market nearby?' Ramulu asks Kushal.
'No Sir, but you can come to our street market every Tuesday and Thursday. Buy there for the whole week.'
'Where is this market?' Kavya asks.
'Only two streets left from this road. Today is Tuesday itself, you can come to our market.' Ramulu responds with enthusiasm.
'We'll see' Manoj comes forward taking out his wallet. Kavya leaves to the bedroom as Kushal and Ramulu come together and take their wage of 1500 rupees. Ramulu asks for more money but Manoj wins the bargain. As Manoj waits for them to leave, Kushal says something in Ramulu's ears.
'What is it?'
'Sir, my grandson wants to use the washroom. We have a Long way to head back home and it's all traffic. He can't...'
'It's ok. Use the guest washroom next to the kitchen. Come down once you are done. Ramulu, lets go downstairs and give money to furniture van.
Ramulu kicks himself for losing the opportunity and screams on Kushal to come down fast. Manoj and Ramulu leave downstairs. Kavya comes out with her hair semi dried and smiles at Kushal signalling him to use the washroom. She goes and sits in the couch. Kushal goes inside and locks his door.
Kavya raises her eyes as soon as she hears the lock sound. She runs into her bedroom and locks the door. Carefully she pulls a table and places it under the bathroom ventilator. She climbs the table and places her eye in the corner of the ventilator. Her eyes widen as she hears the sounds of piss hitting the commode. She moves her eyes around the ventilator and finally catches a glimpse of Kushal's penis. She licks her lips and Kushal finishes peeing. She keeps turning away feeling guilt but returns her glance enjoying the view. She gets the down the table and sits back in sofa before Kushal comes back.
'Where did you say your vegetable market was?'
'Beside two lanes ma'm. Tuesday and Thursday from 4PM to 9 PM.
'Would there be a lot of crowd?'
'Lot of customers will arrive in between 7pm-8pm. If you come at either 5 PM or 9PM, you can even get the vegetables for lower prices. Will you come today?' Kushal asks innocent.
'Okay. I will see'.
Kushal leaves downstairs and Kavya switches on the TV drowned in thoughts as she hears Manoj footsteps from the stairs. She glides down into the couch relaxing and spreads her legs revealing her camel toe. Manoj gets to the couch holding her legs and spreading them a little more.
'Welcome to our new home.' Manoj kisses Kavya passionately.
today is our first day in home, why should you go?' Kavya pulls Manoj closer for a kiss.
Manoj kisses back and they engulf in a passionate kiss. Kavya guides his hand to her bulging camel toe rubbing herself. Manoj sees the door open and gets conscious in a sudden. He stops Kavya from sitting on him and breaks the kiss.
'What happened?'
'Nothing. Let's do it wild tonight after I come home. Wear the transparent night gown for me. Please baby' Manoj sulks into her neck kissing all over.
'Okay, I will. Go now. I have to settle the kitchen'.
Manoj kisses her lips one more time and goes downstairs. Kavya waits for him at the balcony and waves him goodbye as he leaves in his car. Kavya picks up a broom and starts sweeping lost in thoughts. She remembers her lousy husband, her obedient family, Kushal - the young vegetable vendor another old vendor, whom she don't remember the face.
THE SEXTING EXPERIENCE
The next day, after Manoj leaves to office. Kavya looked at porn by herself for the first time. She was perplexed by all the types of fetishes and got addicted to it partially. Being alone in home for hours, she had a lot of time to explore all fetishes. She didn't like hardcore, teenage and other general categories. She suddenly remembered the word 'Nudes' and googled it. She saw pictures of girls and women in slutty poses posing for the camera. Kavya liked the aspect of women wearing different dresses in home and tempting their lovers. She wanted to try it with her unexpecting husband for the first time. She wanted to surprise him. It was 1 o clock in the afternoon and the hubby would soon be free for some time after his lunch break. She got so excited and had a warm feeling inside her that she even skipped lunch
Kavya goes to the bedroom to find new dresses and finds nothing sexy. She takes off her night gown and wears a new black bra and panty. On it, she wears a jeans with a sleeveless top and a shrug. As she wants to surprise her husband, she just casually messages him. Kavya knows that Manoj messages at lunch generally and asks her a few home selfies. She was waiting to get introduced to sexting.
M: Hi. How are you. Had your lunch?
K: No. Not yet, you?
M: Yes. The lunch break is going on. What's my baby doing?
K: Nothing. (Tensed and trying to find the right moment)
M: Did you finish shower? What are you wearing?
K: PHOTO. (Wearing Jeans and shrug sitting on bed)
M: Wow. Going anywhere?
K: No. Staying in home.
M: Show full body.
Kavya gets excited and places the phone on the bedroom table. She locks the door and switches on the camera timer.
K: PHOTO (Standing straight with hands inside jeans pockets)
M: Wow. Amazing. Take off the shrug.
K: PHOTO (Wearing just a pink sleeveless top and blue jeans)
M: Show me your armpits.
K: PHOTO (Standing with hands behind head, showing a dark shade of armpit hair)
M: Looks yummy. Lick them.
K: NOOO.
M: Lick both of them. Do it.
K: PHOTO. PHOTO (Licking both the armpits with tongue). Kavya gets enchanted by her own sweat smell and licks her armpits even without camera.
M: Take off the t-shirt.
K: PHOTO (Standing in black bra and jeans covering her face).
M: Show me face and make horny expressions.
K: PHOTO. PHOTO (Biting her lower lips and sticking out her tongue).
M: My Slutty Cinderella ;*
K: I'm feeling shy.
M: Take off jeans.
K: PHOTO (Standing naked in bra and panty)
M: Woww..turn around
K: PHOTO (bent down showing ass)
M: Wow. I'm horny.
M: I'm sorry. I have to go..break is done. Bye.
The next message Kavya sends isn't delivered and she got upset now. It was going good and she wanted more. She turned on porn on her TV fast and started watching some hardcore videos. But she is not getting turned ON looking at sex. She scrolls through the Menu and finds a video where a woman is naked infront a pizza guy. Kavya gets interested. She clicks on the video and starts watching it.
A homely wife, roaming in her night gown removes it as soon as the delivery boy arrives. She attends the door stark naked and takes the delivery. She keeps recording the video and stops it once the delivery boy leaves. Kavya's interest is spiked. Why would anyone do like this? Does it feel better showing off body to strangers? Kavya clicks on another video.
A young girl, attends the door naked and takes the delivery. She then lets the delivery boy touch her and gives him a handjob. The delivery boy leaves after being denied her number. Kavya sees the category named as 'Exhibition and Voyeur'. What a strange name she thinks. She opens the category and starts clicking on videos. Some show women naked in public, some show women flashing their privates to strangers, some show high class women indulging with strangers. Kavya starts binging on these videos, and without her knowledge, she starts rubbing on her vagina.
Being so horny and alone, Kavya wanted to masturbate herself but she never did it. She don't want to do it with her own fingers. She switched the category to masturbation and opened a video. She saw a girl masturbating hard with a cucumber. Kavya gets hypnotised at the visual of a hard cucumber sliding in and out of a juicy pussy. She slowly removes her pants and goes to the kitchen. She doesn't find a cucumber, but finds a carrot. But the carrot is so small. Smaller than Manoj's penis. Having no option, Kavya gets on the couch and turns on the video again. Just like Manoj showed her, she sucks on her fingers and starts rubbing her nipples clockwise. YES, this is the right way. She then wets her fingers some more and starts groping her boobs hard. She lifts another hand pushing the small carrot into her mouth. She wraps it around her lips sucking in and out. She starts feeling that familiar warmth into her body. She takes the carrot out of her mouth and pushes it into her vagina letting out a small moan. Though small, it is repeatedly rubbing her G spot sending pleasure throughout her body. She starts pushing it furiously climaxing within two minutes. Though she achieved fast, it was a small orgasm.
Kavya continued watching the video sitting naked in the couch. The girl in the porn video then lifts her leg up and starts wetting her ass. Kavya's asshole started twitching but she doesn't want to do it. As the girl in video starts fingering her ass, Kavya starts feeling the heat build up. She turns around into doggy position like the girl in the video and starts touching her ass. She wets the carrot again and circles it around her ass. But she doesn't feel something right. She don't want to do it with a carrot inside her ass. Kavya then wets both her fingers and circles her anus. She pushes inside a little with a loud gasp. She pushes some more and just keeps it rotating it round to avoid pain. She keeps pushing more and more until her full index finger is inside. She then starts to finger it hard and gasping loud moans that are echoing through the empty house. The echos of her voice are tempting her more into insertion and she starts fingering her anus rapidly. She holds her gasp squinting her eyes and locking her lips while she pushes two fingers inside. After ten seconds, she lets out a loud man collapsing into sofa's headrest. The two fingers are still circling her asshole as she turns towards the TV. The girl starts sucking the fingered cucumber and her fingers feeling the taste of her own juices. Kavya looks at her own wet fingers drenched in pungent smell and takes them into her mouth with a satisfying moan. She gags her fingers into mouth making loud moans feeing asleep for half hour.
A poor man wearing nothing but an underwear begging the streets in a distance. Kavya is wearing a saree approaching him slowly. As she approaches him, he removes his underwear and throws it on her face. Kavya then responds by taking off her saree, piece by piece until she stands stark naked. As the beggar starts running towards her, Kavya turns around bending down showing his ass to him.
Kavya wakes up naked in her couch from this strange dream. She gets horny at the thought of flashing a stranger. She scolds herself for having such dirty thoughts and thinks about her husband. There is still time for him to return back. Kavya is still yet to cook dinner and goes into the kitchen wearing a towel. There are no groceries in the house. No vegetables. She trashes the carrot into a dustbin and goes to shower. She decides going to buy vegetables after the shower. While showering, Kavya frequently kept touching her genitals thinking about the new found freedom of her sexuality. She doesn't have to depend on Manoj to satisfy her desire. She can pleasure herself, but is also afraid of the new fetishes she is experiencing. She rubs on her asshole while showering which is now much looser than before. She finishes her shower masturbating once again, this time with fingers.
Kavya comes out and looks at her body in the mirror. At age 29, she looks like a chubby 25 year old, fair complexion, long hair that is always tied, a brown armpit patch that adds to her fair skin, thick thighs, a small bulging stomach, firm boobs that are not yet used and milked and a huge ass that needs attention. She takes her mobile phone and clicks a few more pictures after wearing a yellow bra and brown panty. Not being a fashionista, Kavya was used to wearing bulky cotton panties that leave huge panty lines and conventional bras that push boobs out of them. She wore the same red dress and white leggings from the morning. She pulls it tight upwards and gets satisfied with the feeling of a tightened pussy. She remembers Kushal's words about the vegetable market and decides to head there first.
Vikas nagar is a fairly new locality that is being developed fast as it is one of the first colonies to touch the National highway. Most of the families are lower class wagers that settled here a long time ago. Manoj bought the apartment for a moderate price a few years before the development started. All the people wear traditional village clothes except some college teens. A lot of stares were being thrown at Kavya, the neighbourhood beauty. She asks a bystander woman and gets directions for the vegetable market.
When she reaches the market, most of the vendors are setting up their casket. Seeing nobody there, Kavya thought returning their after other chores. She planned to recharge her mobile and to buy some groceries, so she looked for a mobile shop. She finds one nearby to the market, and goes inside it. A middle aged man (40) is sitting inside repairing the old mobile.
'Hi, do you do Airtel recharge here?'
The shopkeeper tumbles with excitement looking at Kavya and asks her to sit down.
'What type of recharge do you want, ma'm?
'The 259 rs plan, for calls and internet'.
The shopkeeper obliges and asks her to write her phone number and amount in the book. Kavya writes without hesitation as this is still the process in many shops. The shopkeeper says it will done in some time. Kavya thanks the shopkeeper and walks out swaying her lovely ass. The shopkeeper gulps down looking at her curves.
She does her grocery shopping and buys some essential spices and food items for kitchen. Its late evening now and she hurries to the Vegetable market only to see it already rushed upon with many people. Kavya sighs and keeps hustling through the crowd looking at vegetables. She buys a few tomatoes and finds Kushal at a shop. He is sitting down with all vegetables in front of him. His grandpa has taken the beside shop and is selling other vegetables. Ramulu's face lightens up as he sees Kavya. He tells Kushal to call her name and he calls her to come to their shop.
Kavya pushes through the crowd to the store. Both Ramulu and Kushal greet her and asks her to pick up vegetables. As the vegetables are placed on the ground, Kavya has to either bend down showing her cleavage or sit down showing her legs. Ramulu knows this and is waiting patiently for the show. Kavya realises this and decides to squat down as she didn't wear a dhupatta. As soon she squats down, she feels the flow a gentle breeze sliding down through her dress and touching her stomach. Her skin tickled. Kavya glanced around while picking vegetables and as Kushal was facing towards road, there is nothing but a wall behind him. She sees Ramulu busy in his chores and gets a naughty idea.
She shifts her squatting position from sideways to opening her legs wide and squatting down. She does this without looking at both of them. Kushal immediately glances sideways as to not look but Ramulu's mouth gapes open. He moves his seat sideways to get a much better look. Kavya sees this and smiles to herself shifting her squat towards Ramulu. His cock gets erect looking at the tender camel toe inside the legging. Kavya quickly finishes buying vegetables and leaves the store after saying goodbyes. Kavya pushes through the crowd enjoying the touches of strangers in a crowded place.
'Please come to shop once - Kameshwari Mobiles'. She gets a message from an unknown number in WhatsApp.
Kavya gets perplexed looking at the message. She gets angry at the shop owner for stealing her number and fumes towards the mobile shop. She goes inside.
'Did you message me to my number?'
'Yes, ma'm. But please don't get me wrong'.
'Who gave you the permission to message directly without asking?' Kavya raises her voice.
'Sorry, ma'm but I checked the recharge plans and the one you asked is not under validation. It has been changed to another plan. I wanted to make sure to know the right plan before recharging again.'
'Do you have a brochure?'
'Yes..here it is' The shop owner tries to touch her fingers while handling the brochure but fails. Kavya starts referring through every new plan.
'Ma'm, Never saw you in this place, where do you stay?'
'Oh, me and my husband moved here from Chennai. We are new to this place. Please recharge the 239 Rs one.'
'Oh, in that case let me do the first recharge as free for you. Please do come here everytime for your recharge.'
Kavya hesitates but the shop owner proceeds to put the money back on table. Kavya puts the money in her bag half smiling at the owner. As the recharge is being done, the shop owner had another plan to make his way into her chat list.
'Ma'm did you know about the new Airtel TV offer?'
'No.'
'You see this here-' he shows a Airtel Selfie board where the person can place his head inside the cardboard.
'yes. What do we have to do?'
'Well, it's simple. You click your photo with this on our Airtel Store App and get into a lucky draw. The top 5 draws have prizes.;
'Sounds pretentious. Does anybody really win'.
'Yes ma'm. A lady 2 blocks away has won a new TV a few days before. It is real. I plead you to take the picture.'
'Okay. But I don't have the Airtel app'.
'No issues ma'm. I'll take the photo on your phone and you can send me through WhatsApp. I'll upload to app directly from my mobile.'
'WhatsApp?' Kavya exclaims as she never sent a message to another man on WhatsApp before her husband.
'Yes, ma'm it is easy and fast through WhatsApp. Please, let me click you' the shop owner says taking her mobile phone from hand. As Kavya goes to the Airtel Cardboard, the owner smells the mobile and enjoys the lavender fragrance that she uses as body perfume. Kavya stands behind the cardboard poking her face out.
'Click. Click. Good. Now ma'm, a few full photos.'
Kavya's heartbeat raises as she listens to the word 'Full photos'. Why? She asks in a low tone.
'Well, they want to know if it's a real person or just an edited photo. Please stand here' he points to the corner of the mobile shop.
Kavya stands in the corner smiling as the owner clicks her full photo. He asks her to turn sideways and backwards. He clicks all angles fast. Kavya gets impatient and says enough. I'll win if It's written. Please finish the recharge.
'It's already done ma'm. I've saved my number as Kamesh in your mobile. Please send me the photos when you get time. Thank you'.
Kavya takes the phone and walks back home. It's already night and she has to cook for her husband. She prepares dinner fast and Manoj arrives just in time. Both of them have dinner. Manoj asks What happened to her in the afternoon and Kavya replies she just felt a little bit horny. Manoj pulls her close and kisses deep. Kavya expecting sex stars massaging his calves but he resists after the kiss. Kavya kisses back goodnight and he sleeps hugging her. Just before Kavya sleeps, a whatsApp message from Kamesh wakes her up.
'Ma'm, photos. The draw closes everyday at 12PM.'
Kavya sends her photos from the mobile shop. She wanted to add one more new photo from her gallery to play with him but resisted.
'You are so gorgeous.' Kamesh replies back.
'Excuse me?'
'Sorry. Couldn't control complementing after seeing such a beauty. All photos done or anymore left Wink? Kamesh sends with a wink.
Kavya clutches her phone to chest and sees her sleeping husband. She slowly takes a breath and replies 'We'll see tomorrow' and goes to sleep with a heavy racing heart for tomorrow's adventures.
A DISAPPOINTING MORNING:
'Spread your legs wide' says an unknown voice. Kavya spreads her legs and an unknown hand starts running its wet finger from Kavya's ankles slowly up to her thighs and keeps circling on her thighs. 'Do you want to suck it?' asks the voice. Kavya suddenly takes the finger into her mouth and starts moaning loud while touching herself. The moans keep growing louder and louder.
BEEEP...BEEP...6:00 AM. The alarm rings loud enough to wake up the whole apartment.
Kavya sits up from her bed in a flash and turns off the alarm. She thought it was all real. She stretches her arms into the air yawning and sees her sleeping husband. Manoj is still snoring and sleeping turned to the opposite side. She feels a wet patch under the night gown, so she runs her hand down her legs only to find the wet patch on her vagina. The dream made her wet. Kavya sees the sleeping husband and starts rubbing on the wet patch slowly in circles. The vagina starts oozing more liquid making her night gown have a 5cm wide patch.
Having no kids, Kavya knows she doesn't have to rush any chores until Manoj wakes up and starts getting ready for office. She slides back into her bed and covers herself again with the blanket slowly to not wake up Manoj. Under the blanket, she starts sliding up her night gown until her waist and starts rubbing her thighs massaging them with both hands. A slight moan escapes her mouth. She quickly looks at Manoj to see if he woke up and continues massaging her inner thighs. She moves her left hand slowly to her left boob and starts pinching the nipple feeling the pain. As she never fingered herself with her own fingers, she hesitated to do it. But unable to control herself, she rubs her vagina in slow circles while pinching both her nipples. But she isn't satisfied. She wants something to penetrate her soon.
Kavya gets an idea so that she can wake up Manoj making love to him directly. She flips Manoj making him lie down straight to the ceiling. Manoj still snoring, turns easily and continues to sleep. Kavya takes his right hand and moves herself closer to him sharing the same pillow. She then starts to rub his fingers on her vagina and penetrates one finger into herself. Manoj wakes up in a jolt and sees Kavya. She lets out a shy smile.
'What's so special for my hot wife this early morning?' Manoj says turning towards her.
'Make love to me' Kavya says putting a blank expression.
Manoj is perplexed from the monotonous reply and starts kissing her lips. Both of them turn to their sides facing each other and Manoj pulls Kavya closer placing her thighs on this stomach. Manoj starts kissing all over Kavya's face making her more horny. She slides down her hand into Manoj's pants and starts massaging his balls. Manoj lets out a small moan that excites Kavya. She starts cupping them more hardly making his penis stand erect. Manoj takes of her night gown and stares at her firm boobs that already have wet patches on nipples. He takes one into his mouth and starts sucking like a baby. Kavya hungs back her head and pulls Manoj closer into her cleavage holding his hair. Manoj starts sucking both her boobs one after the other while Kavya undoes his pants. She takes her thumb finger into her mouth making it wet and starts rubbing her thumb on the penis tip pressing it hard.
Manoj suddenly pushes her away and turns her towards his legs and hugs her tight again going into 69. The smell and sight of her wet Vagina made him mad. Kavya is facing her husband's erect penis now and starts sucking it slow massaging his butt. Manoj puts his face in between her legs and starts sucking on her clitoris making Kavya stop sucking and rest on Manoj's thighs. Manoj slows down and pushes Kavya's face into his penis signalling her to suck it. Kavya understands and starts licking his penis up and down from the balls to the tip. Both of them let out load moans as they pleasure each other.
'Put your finger inside, fast' whispers Kavya.
Manoj listens and starts rubbing her vagina with his finger making Kavya more horny and wild on his penis. She starts sucking it deep until it hits her throat and keeps repeating it slowly. Manoj then rubs both his fingers, one on Vagina and one on her anus slowly pushing his fingers through both. Soon, his fingers go deep inside both her holes and he starts pushing them back and forth in a rotating motion. Kavya is rolling her eyes out stroking his penis fast as she stopped sucking him to enjoy the pleasure sensations. Manoj starts increasing the speed on both fingers touching her G spot and rubbing it repeatedly. Kavya is reaching a small climax and is starting to let out repeated moans.
She wants to climax her husband also, so she sucks her finger and finds his G Spot under his balls starts rubbing on it circular while stroking his penis. Manoj increases the fingering speed as he too is nearing the climax. Kavya starts pressing on his G spot under the balls while stroking very hard hitting his thighs. Before Kavya releases her climax, Manoj starts spurting his cum all over Kavya's face and shoulders. Once he reaches his climax, he slows down the fingering thinking Kavya climaxed too. Kavya suddenly feels her heat going down as Manoj stops fingering and her orgasm is still stuck in the middle. Manoj licks her vagina one last time and looks at the clock hitting 7AM already, he pulls Kavya again back into his pillow and wipes her face with a towel and kisses her.
Kavya's face turns red from the disappointing orgasm but she still smiles and asks him to go get ready. Manoj kisses her forehead and leaves to the washroom. Kavya sits alone in bed rubbing on her vagina slowly which is aching and shivering as soon as she touches. She wanted to bring her vegetables to bed and have a fuck fest right there to satisfy her urges. But she has to start doing chores as Manoj leaves for office in a hour. She still loves her husband and thinks of giving him a much bigger surprise today than yesterday at his noon break. Lost in thoughts, she wears her night gown, does the bed and blankets and goes into kitchen to start cooking. A message from Kamesh vibrates in her phone, 'Good Morning Ma'm'., along with a forwarded photo of a Sun and a poem. Kavya is already in a bad mood and doesn't respond back.
She quickly freshens up, puts her phone to a charge and starts cooking. She loves cooking and it makes her happy. As soon as she gets to kitchen, her mood improves. She thinks that she can always pleasure herself in the afternoon while she is alone, why blame the poor husband. She kisses her mangalsutra and makes a tasty Poha for her husband. Manoj gets ready wearing a Plain blue shirt, tucked into a grey formal pant, looking as handsome as they first married. Kavya quickly hugs her husband planting him with kisses and serves him breakfast. She packs his lunch and puts a sad face while Manoj is leaving just to tease him. Manoj pulls her closer into embrace and tells her he will be back home soon today. Kavya winks saying, no need, i'll send your gift today afternoon itself to your office. Manoj smiles wider and starts teasing her as she pushes him outside. Manoj gets into his office cab and leaves as Kavya waves her goodbyes from the balcony.
She goes inside her bedroom to pick up another western dress for the afternoon photoshoot. She finds a transparent white top that needs to be worn with a Sphagetti inside and an old pair of mid thigh shorts his husband bought for her long time ago. She places them both on herself checking in the mirror and gets satisfied. She then picks up her broom starting to sweep her house while her WhatsApp vibrates continuously. Messages from Kamesh, 'Hi Ma'm', 'What happened, anything wrong', I'm sorry if i disturbed you', 'You are a very beautiful goddess' 'Please reply or block me'. Kavya lost in chores doesn't check her messages getting excited for the afternoon photoshoot.
SORRY, WRONG MESSAGE!
'Hi Manu' sends Kavya with a Love emoticon cleaning the kitchen table. She finished her morning chores and her sessions end with cleaning up the kitchen at last. It's 12.30 in the afternoon and Manoj gets a break within 1 hour. Kavya's anticipation is hitting new heights. She finishes cleaning the kitchen and sits under the fan in hall to cool off her body. To pass time, she switches ON the TV and puts a Serial but her eyes keep turning towards the clock to hit 1 o clock. Manoj usually replies until then, but there was no response that day. Kavya wanted to call him directly but thought of waiting till the lunch break. She started to feel bored soon and thought of an idea. She wanted to tempt Manoj even before the sexting starts by sending a sweaty selfie in night gown. She opens her camera and clicks an overhead selfie pouting her face. Drops of sweats visible on her neck and on the night gown as wet patches in between her cleavage. She goes to WhatsApp and sends it to the most recent chat without checking the number.
'Clink' The blue seen tick mark immediately appear and Kavya checks the name. 'AREEYYYYYY...PCCHHHH' she screams and quickly deletes the pic she sent to 'Kamesh Mobile'. Kavya regrets her mistake and deletes the photo altogether from gallery without sending it to Manoj. She can't let that pic leak to anybody as she moved new into their home. Her hands started to shiver waiting for the reply from Kamesh. Kamesh was quick to reply and bank on the occassion.
'That was beautiful'. Did you send it by accident ma'm?
Kavya is surprised from the reply as she expected him to say something slutty.
'Yes. Please delete it. It was intended for my husband'.
'Sure ma'm. I already deleted it. Why would i keep it if you didn't send to me directly.'
'How can i trust you?' Kavya replies back with a angry emoji.
'Believe me ma'm. I wouldn't lie to a beautiful woman like you. Check my gallery'.
Kamesh sends a screenshot of his 'WhatsApp images' folder and the recent pic is of a new Samsung mobile. Kamesh keeps sending more screenshots of his WhatsApp images and Kavya says its ok and stop. She scrolls through all screenshots and finds photos of Kamesh's family, vacation. She scrolls one more pic and finds a lot of photos of DSLRs and Lighting setups similar to a photo studio. Kavya always wanted to click pictures with a DSLR but her husband instead bought the new 40 Inch LED TV instead of a DSLR. She suppressed her desire for another new furniture but her photoshoot fetish was always strong with DSLR. She quickly replies back,
'Hi Kamesh. Do you own a DSLR'
'Yes ma'm. I also have a passion of photography but started to run this mobile shop for money. I'm setting up a new photo studio beside our mobile store. We bought a lot of new equipment with high quality DSLR cameras'.
'That's great. Did you do any professional photography?'
'Yes ma'm. I was a wildlife photographer and also worked as a portrait photographer for a few years.' He starts to send various photos of birds and animals he shot on his DSLR while on vacations. Kavya sends an 'impressed thumbs up' emoticon in return.
'Kamesh ji, What is portrait photography?'
'Oh, its photography for only people. Like models and actors.'
'Actors!! What actors did you do photoshoot with?'
'Not big actors ma'm. Many young boys and girls make their own photoshoots and submit them to studios. We help them build their portfolio by shooting them their body'.
'Did you photoshoot any girls?'
'Yes ma'm. I did photoshoot of a young woman in her early 20s. To be honest, she looks like you. But you are much beautiful.'
'Don't bluff now Kamesh. Do you have the photoshoot with you?'
'Yes, but I don't think I can show you?'
'Why not?'
'It's a model portfolio shoot. She wears a lot of western and skimpy dresses that show her skin. You don't want to see those types of photos.'
'Oh please now Kamesh, i'm also a woman. What is wrong with seeing another one. Please send a few pics if you don't mind.'
'Don't say like that. It's my pleasure to share my work with you. But please don't scold me if you find them vulgar.'
Kamesh sends one photo at first that shows a wheat skinned girl, wearing a blue ripped jeans and a red tank top standing on her heels. Kamesh asks if she wants to see more and Kavya replies 'Yes'. He sends another 3 photos... where the girl has unbuttoned her 3 shirt buttons from the bottom. She tied the Shirt ends into a knot and placed it tight above her stomach exposing her buttery navel. In the second pic, the girl puts an orgasmic expression with her hands behind her hand spreading legs while standing. In the third pic, the girl unbuttoned one more button from the top leaving only two buttons. She squatted down on her heels placing her hands on hips while revealing her naked shoulder with a black laced bra. Kavya's enthusiasm peaks as she sees these photos. She always wanted to look that posh and do photoshoots like them with her husband.
'Do you want to see the full photoshoot?' Kamesh responds with a wink.
Kavya checks the time and it's already 01:10 pm. No sign of message or response from Manoj. Kavya gets worried at this point and she calls Manoj directly.
'Hi Manu. What happened...No replies...No calls...are you ok?'
'Yeah baby. Our lunch was cancelled today as we had an urgent meeting. We are having our lunch inside the meeting. Looks like I won't have a break today. Sorry.'
'So you can't reply now?' Kavya sends a sad smiley.
'I'm sorry. Just this one day. I'll reach home soon. Go out for some time if you feel bored in home. Sorry Kavs ;* '
Kavya sighs and sends back a kissing emoji. She sends another one but Manoj doesn't see it. Kavya returns back to Kamesh's chat and sees at the last message.
'Yes. Send me all photos' Kavya responds.
'But ma'm. Why are you so interested in all this. Do you like Photoshoots?'
'I don't know. I like dressing up and getting clicked. I've never done a photoshoot.'
'You should do then. You have both a beautiful body and face.' Kamesh attaches a pic of the photoshoot girl undressing her pant button.
'Thanks' Kavya sends a red shy face smiley.
'Don't you click photos in your home then? Anyone can do a photoshoot anywhere' Kamesh sends a pic of the girl opening all her shirt buttons to show large round boobs wrapped inside a tight laced bra.
'No. I only take selfies but I don't even look good in them. They won't come that good' Kavya sends a crying emoji. She replies back to the pic with a fire symbol emoji.
'There are certain tricks while taking photos. If we use them, the photo automatically looks professional.' Kamesh sends a pic of the girl in laced bra holding her hands behind her head. She is seated on a small football squatting her legs wide.
'What tricks' Kavya responds.
'Can you send me the photo you sent me before some time. I noticed some error in that pic but didn't want to tell you then.'
'I don't know Kamesh ji...only my husband sees my photos. What if someone else sees my selfies.'
'Don't worry ma'm. i'll delete them afterwards and send you screenshots after wards. I've done other photoshoots of girls. You can trust me.' Kamesh sends the pic of girl undoing her bra strap while covering her bossom. Kavya starts to think positive after seeing the semi nude photo of a woman. If other models are giving away their poses with trust, there is no harm in showing him the photos.
'Okay. What pic do you want?' Kavya responds back with a nerdy girl emoji.
'Send me the selfie you sent me before. And also Do you want to see more of the girl's photoshoot or are we trying it'
Kavya knows that she is crossing the first boundary which means she'll repeatedly get the craving to break the same boundary again and again. But she wanted to feel like the girl in that photoshoot - bold, beautiful and enchanting and she is going to take risks to learn the art of seduction. With closed eyes and trembling hands, she opens the gallery and clicks send.
'Photo. No, don't send now. Send all her photos once we finish talking.'
'Wow, didn't get to see the pic for longer time before. But honestly, you are looking like an ellora statue with those sexy nose and sharp face cut of yours. There is a lot we can do with that face.' Kamesh sends with a wink.
'Like what.'
'The lighting in this selfie is coming from far away. You need to move closer to bright light and face towards it to get a nice photo. Go to your hall window and click in the same pose from top'.
'OK'
'Photo. Is this looking good' Kavya sends a photo of her standing near the window and sending an overtop selfie making a pout face. Her cleavage covered up under the neckline of her night gown. She immediately lowers her night gown to reveal a little cleavage and clicks another photo.
'Photo. How is this Kamesh Ji'.
Kamesh's balls dropped into ground looking at the tiny cleavage show from Kavya. He quickly understands the type of woman Kavya is, and decides to tease her to her maximum limit. He starts replying in a professional tone.
'No...it's looking good. But it's not looking like a professional shoot. Place the camera in Window grill and stand infront of it putting a timer. Take a photo until your knees.;
Kavya proceeds to do the same clicking her photo till her knees.
'Now put your hands behind your head.'
Kavya felt shy as she had a dark armpit sweat patch but she was already turned on by the photoshoot drama. She slowly lifts her hands up and places them behind her head making sure her sweat patches are visible. Kamesh sends a Love eyes smiley and puts a thumbs up.
'Now, turn sideways and put one hand behind head and one hand on your waist.'
'PHOTO.'
'Good. Now turn back put both your hands on waist.'
'PHOTO'.
'Nice. Now place your hands on your butt.' Kamesh sends a wink and hungry smiley. Kavya thinks for a second to do this or not but decides to go for it. She slowly slides down her hands onto her butt and gropes it firm. The timer clicks the photo at the right time.
'PHOTO.'
'Wow. You are the indeed the best looking model. Straight out of a honeypot. Now slide your nighty down your shoulder.'
'Kamesh Jiiii' Kavya responds back with 10 angry smilies. Kamesh realises he pushed too far and starts apologizing. Kavya knows that she is teasing him.
'Don't ever ask such vulgar requests. Clicking with dress is one thing. Doing skin show is another. I am not clicking that pose.'
Kamesh sends Sorry again and asks her for another pose. Kavya checks the time and it's already 4 PM. Today's chat with Manoj and mid afternoon masturbation are missed, but she found a new silly fetish she could indulge in. She wants to go out but remembers there is no vegetable market today. As Manoj gets back home by 6pm-7pm, Kavya wants to prepare a special dinner for Manoj. She wantedly skipped her masturbation so she can indulge in dirty sex with Manoj tonight.
'Please delete all the photos and send screenshots. Also don't message me in the evenings, I'll message you if i'm free.' Kavya sends a last message to Kamesh and he responds back with screenshots. Kavya knows that the bastard will save them somewhere and lie to her, but it is for her own perception of getting clean. Even though Kavya started to build these unpopular fetishes, she never doubted her sexuality and trusted her raw instinct. This is a woman who will prefer fucking to cooking any day. Kavya knows that but she loves her husband more than her vagina. But soon, does she know the maze her greedy vagina laid out to satisfy itself.
Kavya proceeds to the kitchen and takes out a bowl of paneer from the fridge. The smooth rubbery texture of paneer reminded her of Manoj's testicles and she crushes one into pieces while getting lost in thought about stroking a penis so hard it bleeds. She quickly gets out from those thoughts and starts cooking. She deletes all chats from her phone and puts it safely where Manoj can't see on a casual glance. Manoj leaving the office for home doesn't have a slight idea of the Dominica that's waiting for him with a raging desire for dirty fetish sex.
A DISAPPOINTING MORNING:
'Spread your legs wide' says an unknown voice. Kavya spreads her legs and an unknown hand starts running its wet finger from Kavya's ankles slowly up to her thighs and keeps circling on her thighs. 'Do you want to suck it?' asks the voice. Kavya suddenly takes the finger into her mouth and starts moaning loud while touching herself. The moans keep growing louder and louder.
BEEEP...BEEP...6:00 AM. The alarm rings loud enough to wake up the whole apartment.
Kavya sits up from her bed in a flash and turns off the alarm. She thought it was all real. She stretches her arms into the air yawning and sees her sleeping husband. Manoj is still snoring and sleeping turned to the opposite side. She feels a wet patch under the night gown, so she runs her hand down her legs only to find the wet patch on her vagina. The dream made her wet. Kavya sees the sleeping husband and starts rubbing on the wet patch slowly in circles. The vagina starts oozing more liquid making her night gown have a 5cm wide patch.
Having no kids, Kavya knows she doesn't have to rush any chores until Manoj wakes up and starts getting ready for office. She slides back into her bed and covers herself again with the blanket slowly to not wake up Manoj. Under the blanket, she starts sliding up her night gown until her waist and starts rubbing her thighs massaging them with both hands. A slight moan escapes her mouth. She quickly looks at Manoj to see if he woke up and continues massaging her inner thighs. She moves her left hand slowly to her left boob and starts pinching the nipple feeling the pain. As she never fingered herself with her own fingers, she hesitated to do it. But unable to control herself, she rubs her vagina in slow circles while pinching both her nipples. But she isn't satisfied. She wants something to penetrate her soon.
Kavya gets an idea so that she can wake up Manoj making love to him directly. She flips Manoj making him lie down straight to the ceiling. Manoj still snoring, turns easily and continues to sleep. Kavya takes his right hand and moves herself closer to him sharing the same pillow. She then starts to rub his fingers on her vagina and penetrates one finger into herself. Manoj wakes up in a jolt and sees Kavya. She lets out a shy smile.
'What's so special for my hot wife this early morning?' Manoj says turning towards her.
'Make love to me' Kavya says putting a blank expression.
Manoj is perplexed from the monotonous reply and starts kissing her lips. Both of them turn to their sides facing each other and Manoj pulls Kavya closer placing her thighs on this stomach. Manoj starts kissing all over Kavya's face making her more horny. She slides down her hand into Manoj's pants and starts massaging his balls. Manoj lets out a small moan that excites Kavya. She starts cupping them more hardly making his penis stand erect. Manoj takes of her night gown and stares at her firm boobs that already have wet patches on nipples. He takes one into his mouth and starts sucking like a baby. Kavya hungs back her head and pulls Manoj closer into her cleavage holding his hair. Manoj starts sucking both her boobs one after the other while Kavya undoes his pants. She takes her thumb finger into her mouth making it wet and starts rubbing her thumb on the penis tip pressing it hard.
Manoj suddenly pushes her away and turns her towards his legs and hugs her tight again going into 69. The smell and sight of her wet Vagina made him mad. Kavya is facing her husband's erect penis now and starts sucking it slow massaging his butt. Manoj puts his face in between her legs and starts sucking on her clitoris making Kavya stop sucking and rest on Manoj's thighs. Manoj slows down and pushes Kavya's face into his penis signalling her to suck it. Kavya understands and starts licking his penis up and down from the balls to the tip. Both of them let out load moans as they pleasure each other.
'Put your finger inside, fast' whispers Kavya.
Manoj listens and starts rubbing her vagina with his finger making Kavya more horny and wild on his penis. She starts sucking it deep until it hits her throat and keeps repeating it slowly. Manoj then rubs both his fingers, one on Vagina and one on her anus slowly pushing his fingers through both. Soon, his fingers go deep inside both her holes and he starts pushing them back and forth in a rotating motion. Kavya is rolling her eyes out stroking his penis fast as she stopped sucking him to enjoy the pleasure sensations. Manoj starts increasing the speed on both fingers touching her G spot and rubbing it repeatedly. Kavya is reaching a small climax and is starting to let out repeated moans.
She wants to climax her husband also, so she sucks her finger and finds his G Spot under his balls starts rubbing on it circular while stroking his penis. Manoj increases the fingering speed as he too is nearing the climax. Kavya starts pressing on his G spot under the balls while stroking very hard hitting his thighs. Before Kavya releases her climax, Manoj starts spurting his cum all over Kavya's face and shoulders. Once he reaches his climax, he slows down the fingering thinking Kavya climaxed too. Kavya suddenly feels her heat going down as Manoj stops fingering and her orgasm is still stuck in the middle. Manoj licks her vagina one last time and looks at the clock hitting 7AM already, he pulls Kavya again back into his pillow and wipes her face with a towel and kisses her.
Kavya's face turns red from the disappointing orgasm but she still smiles and asks him to go get ready. Manoj kisses her forehead and leaves to the washroom. Kavya sits alone in bed rubbing on her vagina slowly which is aching and shivering as soon as she touches. She wanted to bring her vegetables to bed and have a fuck fest right there to satisfy her urges. But she has to start doing chores as Manoj leaves for office in a hour. She still loves her husband and thinks of giving him a much bigger surprise today than yesterday at his noon break. Lost in thoughts, she wears her night gown, does the bed and blankets and goes into kitchen to start cooking. A message from Kamesh vibrates in her phone, 'Good Morning Ma'm'., along with a forwarded photo of a Sun and a poem. Kavya is already in a bad mood and doesn't respond back.
She quickly freshens up, puts her phone to a charge and starts cooking. She loves cooking and it makes her happy. As soon as she gets to kitchen, her mood improves. She thinks that she can always pleasure herself in the afternoon while she is alone, why blame the poor husband. She kisses her mangalsutra and makes a tasty Poha for her husband. Manoj gets ready wearing a Plain blue shirt, tucked into a grey formal pant, looking as handsome as they first married. Kavya quickly hugs her husband planting him with kisses and serves him breakfast. She packs his lunch and puts a sad face while Manoj is leaving just to tease him. Manoj pulls her closer into embrace and tells her he will be back home soon today. Kavya winks saying, no need, i'll send your gift today afternoon itself to your office. Manoj smiles wider and starts teasing her as she pushes him outside. Manoj gets into his office cab and leaves as Kavya waves her goodbyes from the balcony.
She goes inside her bedroom to pick up another western dress for the afternoon photoshoot. She finds a transparent white top that needs to be worn with a Sphagetti inside and an old pair of mid thigh shorts his husband bought for her long time ago. She places them both on herself checking in the mirror and gets satisfied. She then picks up her broom starting to sweep her house while her WhatsApp vibrates continuously. Messages from Kamesh, 'Hi Ma'm', 'What happened, anything wrong', I'm sorry if i disturbed you', 'You are a very beautiful goddess' 'Please reply or block me'. Kavya lost in chores doesn't check her messages getting excited for the afternoon photoshoot.
SORRY, WRONG MESSAGE!
'Hi Manu' sends Kavya with a Love emoticon cleaning the kitchen table. She finished her morning chores and her sessions end with cleaning up the kitchen at last. It's 12.30 in the afternoon and Manoj gets a break within 1 hour. Kavya's anticipation is hitting new heights. She finishes cleaning the kitchen and sits under the fan in hall to cool off her body. To pass time, she switches ON the TV and puts a Serial but her eyes keep turning towards the clock to hit 1 o clock. Manoj usually replies until then, but there was no response that day. Kavya wanted to call him directly but thought of waiting till the lunch break. She started to feel bored soon and thought of an idea. She wanted to tempt Manoj even before the sexting starts by sending a sweaty selfie in night gown. She opens her camera and clicks an overhead selfie pouting her face. Drops of sweats visible on her neck and on the night gown as wet patches in between her cleavage. She goes to WhatsApp and sends it to the most recent chat without checking the number.
'Clink' The blue seen tick mark immediately appear and Kavya checks the name. 'AREEYYYYYY...PCCHHHH' she screams and quickly deletes the pic she sent to 'Kamesh Mobile'. Kavya regrets her mistake and deletes the photo altogether from gallery without sending it to Manoj. She can't let that pic leak to anybody as she moved new into their home. Her hands started to shiver waiting for the reply from Kamesh. Kamesh was quick to reply and bank on the occassion.
'That was beautiful'. Did you send it by accident ma'm?
Kavya is surprised from the reply as she expected him to say something slutty.
'Yes. Please delete it. It was intended for my husband'.
'Sure ma'm. I already deleted it. Why would i keep it if you didn't send to me directly.'
'How can i trust you?' Kavya replies back with a angry emoji.
'Believe me ma'm. I wouldn't lie to a beautiful woman like you. Check my gallery'.
Kamesh sends a screenshot of his 'WhatsApp images' folder and the recent pic is of a new Samsung mobile. Kamesh keeps sending more screenshots of his WhatsApp images and Kavya says its ok and stop. She scrolls through all screenshots and finds photos of Kamesh's family, vacation. She scrolls one more pic and finds a lot of photos of DSLRs and Lighting setups similar to a photo studio. Kavya always wanted to click pictures with a DSLR but her husband instead bought the new 40 Inch LED TV instead of a DSLR. She suppressed her desire for another new furniture but her photoshoot fetish was always strong with DSLR. She quickly replies back,
'Hi Kamesh. Do you own a DSLR'
'Yes ma'm. I also have a passion of photography but started to run this mobile shop for money. I'm setting up a new photo studio beside our mobile store. We bought a lot of new equipment with high quality DSLR cameras'.
'That's great. Did you do any professional photography?'
'Yes ma'm. I was a wildlife photographer and also worked as a portrait photographer for a few years.' He starts to send various photos of birds and animals he shot on his DSLR while on vacations. Kavya sends an 'impressed thumbs up' emoticon in return.
'Kamesh ji, What is portrait photography?'
'Oh, its photography for only people. Like models and actors.'
'Actors!! What actors did you do photoshoot with?'
'Not big actors ma'm. Many young boys and girls make their own photoshoots and submit them to studios. We help them build their portfolio by shooting them their body'.
'Did you photoshoot any girls?'
'Yes ma'm. I did photoshoot of a young woman in her early 20s. To be honest, she looks like you. But you are much beautiful.'
'Don't bluff now Kamesh. Do you have the photoshoot with you?'
'Yes, but I don't think I can show you?'
'Why not?'
'It's a model portfolio shoot. She wears a lot of western and skimpy dresses that show her skin. You don't want to see those types of photos.'
'Oh please now Kamesh, i'm also a woman. What is wrong with seeing another one. Please send a few pics if you don't mind.'
'Don't say like that. It's my pleasure to share my work with you. But please don't scold me if you find them vulgar.'
Kamesh sends one photo at first that shows a wheat skinned girl, wearing a blue ripped jeans and a red tank top standing on her heels. Kamesh asks if she wants to see more and Kavya replies 'Yes'. He sends another 3 photos... where the girl has unbuttoned her 3 shirt buttons from the bottom. She tied the Shirt ends into a knot and placed it tight above her stomach exposing her buttery navel. In the second pic, the girl puts an orgasmic expression with her hands behind her hand spreading legs while standing. In the third pic, the girl unbuttoned one more button from the top leaving only two buttons. She squatted down on her heels placing her hands on hips while revealing her naked shoulder with a black laced bra. Kavya's enthusiasm peaks as she sees these photos. She always wanted to look that posh and do photoshoots like them with her husband.
'Do you want to see the full photoshoot?' Kamesh responds with a wink.
Kavya checks the time and it's already 01:10 pm. No sign of message or response from Manoj. Kavya gets worried at this point and she calls Manoj directly.
'Hi Manu. What happened...No replies...No calls...are you ok?'
'Yeah baby. Our lunch was cancelled today as we had an urgent meeting. We are having our lunch inside the meeting. Looks like I won't have a break today. Sorry.'
'So you can't reply now?' Kavya sends a sad smiley.
'I'm sorry. Just this one day. I'll reach home soon. Go out for some time if you feel bored in home. Sorry Kavs ;* '
Kavya sighs and sends back a kissing emoji. She sends another one but Manoj doesn't see it. Kavya returns back to Kamesh's chat and sees at the last message.
'Yes. Send me all photos' Kavya responds.
'But ma'm. Why are you so interested in all this. Do you like Photoshoots?'
'I don't know. I like dressing up and getting clicked. I've never done a photoshoot.'
'You should do then. You have both a beautiful body and face.' Kamesh attaches a pic of the photoshoot girl undressing her pant button.
'Thanks' Kavya sends a red shy face smiley.
'Don't you click photos in your home then? Anyone can do a photoshoot anywhere' Kamesh sends a pic of the girl opening all her shirt buttons to show large round boobs wrapped inside a tight laced bra.
'No. I only take selfies but I don't even look good in them. They won't come that good' Kavya sends a crying emoji. She replies back to the pic with a fire symbol emoji.
'There are certain tricks while taking photos. If we use them, the photo automatically looks professional.' Kamesh sends a pic of the girl in laced bra holding her hands behind her head. She is seated on a small football squatting her legs wide.
'What tricks' Kavya responds.
'Can you send me the photo you sent me before some time. I noticed some error in that pic but didn't want to tell you then.'
'I don't know Kamesh ji...only my husband sees my photos. What if someone else sees my selfies.'
'Don't worry ma'm. i'll delete them afterwards and send you screenshots after wards. I've done other photoshoots of girls. You can trust me.' Kamesh sends the pic of girl undoing her bra strap while covering her bossom. Kavya starts to think positive after seeing the semi nude photo of a woman. If other models are giving away their poses with trust, there is no harm in showing him the photos.
'Okay. What pic do you want?' Kavya responds back with a nerdy girl emoji.
'Send me the selfie you sent me before. And also Do you want to see more of the girl's photoshoot or are we trying it'
Kavya knows that she is crossing the first boundary which means she'll repeatedly get the craving to break the same boundary again and again. But she wanted to feel like the girl in that photoshoot - bold, beautiful and enchanting and she is going to take risks to learn the art of seduction. With closed eyes and trembling hands, she opens the gallery and clicks send.
'Photo. No, don't send now. Send all her photos once we finish talking.'
'Wow, didn't get to see the pic for longer time before. But honestly, you are looking like an ellora statue with those sexy nose and sharp face cut of yours. There is a lot we can do with that face.' Kamesh sends with a wink.
'Like what.'
'The lighting in this selfie is coming from far away. You need to move closer to bright light and face towards it to get a nice photo. Go to your hall window and click in the same pose from top'.
'OK'
'Photo. Is this looking good' Kavya sends a photo of her standing near the window and sending an overtop selfie making a pout face. Her cleavage covered up under the neckline of her night gown. She immediately lowers her night gown to reveal a little cleavage and clicks another photo.
'Photo. How is this Kamesh Ji'.
Kamesh's balls dropped into ground looking at the tiny cleavage show from Kavya. He quickly understands the type of woman Kavya is, and decides to tease her to her maximum limit. He starts replying in a professional tone.
'No...it's looking good. But it's not looking like a professional shoot. Place the camera in Window grill and stand infront of it putting a timer. Take a photo until your knees.;
Kavya proceeds to do the same clicking her photo till her knees.
'Now put your hands behind your head.'
Kavya felt shy as she had a dark armpit sweat patch but she was already turned on by the photoshoot drama. She slowly lifts her hands up and places them behind her head making sure her sweat patches are visible. Kamesh sends a Love eyes smiley and puts a thumbs up.
'Now, turn sideways and put one hand behind head and one hand on your waist.'
'PHOTO.'
'Good. Now turn back put both your hands on waist.'
'PHOTO'.
'Nice. Now place your hands on your butt.' Kamesh sends a wink and hungry smiley. Kavya thinks for a second to do this or not but decides to go for it. She slowly slides down her hands onto her butt and gropes it firm. The timer clicks the photo at the right time.
'PHOTO.'
'Wow. You are the indeed the best looking model. Straight out of a honeypot. Now slide your nighty down your shoulder.'
'Kamesh Jiiii' Kavya responds back with 10 angry smilies. Kamesh realises he pushed too far and starts apologizing. Kavya knows that she is teasing him.
'Don't ever ask such vulgar requests. Clicking with dress is one thing. Doing skin show is another. I am not clicking that pose.'
Kamesh sends Sorry again and asks her for another pose. Kavya checks the time and it's already 4 PM. Today's chat with Manoj and mid afternoon masturbation are missed, but she found a new silly fetish she could indulge in. She wants to go out but remembers there is no vegetable market today. As Manoj gets back home by 6pm-7pm, Kavya wants to prepare a special dinner for Manoj. She wantedly skipped her masturbation so she can indulge in dirty sex with Manoj tonight.
'Please delete all the photos and send screenshots. Also don't message me in the evenings, I'll message you if i'm free.' Kavya sends a last message to Kamesh and he responds back with screenshots. Kavya knows that the bastard will save them somewhere and lie to her, but it is for her own perception of getting clean. Even though Kavya started to build these unpopular fetishes, she never doubted her sexuality and trusted her raw instinct. This is a woman who will prefer fucking to cooking any day. Kavya knows that but she loves her husband more than her vagina. But soon, does she know the maze her greedy vagina laid out to satisfy itself.
Kavya proceeds to the kitchen and takes out a bowl of paneer from the fridge. The smooth rubbery texture of paneer reminded her of Manoj's testicles and she crushes one into pieces while getting lost in thought about stroking a penis so hard it bleeds. She quickly gets out from those thoughts and starts cooking. She deletes all chats from her phone and puts it safely where Manoj can't see on a casual glance. Manoj leaving the office for home doesn't have a slight idea of the Dominica that's waiting for him with a raging desire for dirty fetish sex.
'Manoj' your are early!!' Kavya hugs her husband in excitement even before he enters the door.
'Told you, i will be'. Manoj kisses her back taking her inside holding her waist.
'How was the office today?' Kavya asks handling him a glass of water.
'Like everyday. But i'm sorry...i couldn't talk to you in the afternoon. What did you do by the way?' Manoj crashes on the sofa and takes the glass of water.
'Nothing...watered my plants...watched TV...slept for a while...' Kavya starts to look around in the room telling that.
'Really...your expression tells something else.'
'Manoj...i did something...I did something in the afternoon...'
'Whattt! tell...don't kill me with suspense.'
'I masturbated' Kavya lowers her head. Even though she did other things...Kavya didn't want to tell them to his beloved husband. But she quickly wanted to divert the topic towards sex...so she started to fake innocent sluttiness to get her husband into bed fast.
'Hahaha...really. So my training really worked it seems' Manoj laughs out loud pulling Kavya closer in the couch.
'What's there to laugh...i felt shameful'
'Did you feel pleasure though' Manoj pulls all her hair to one side and starts to massage it.
Kavya stays silent...
'yes or no' Manoj starts to blow air on her neck.
'Yes' Kavya moves closer to Manoj...
'How many fingers did you put inside?' Manoj starts to kiss Kavya's neck.
'Two...' Kavya turns towards Manoj and holds his shirt tightly. She squints her eyes decorated with mascara...and licks her lower lip. Manoj holds her hair really tight and starts to pull it down along with her face. Kavya still looks at him with her slutty eyes without saying a word. Manoj lets go of her air in one go pushing her away.
'Go and sit in the couch chair, little barbie slut.' Manoj unties the thread of her night gown and pushes her towards couch chair. Kavya follows his orders.
'Lick your fingers.' Manoj orders and relaxes back. Kavya starts to like this new game and gets excited to behave on orders. She slowly takes two of her fingers, spits on them and starts to lick them.
'Undo your dress with the other hand.'
Kavya sucks her left hand fingers and undoes her shoulder strap with her right hand. She stands up sucking her fingers slow looking at Manoj. The night gown falls to the ground revealing her stark naked body inside. The firm boobs that are still unused with brown nipples decorated as cherries on top of cake. A plump waist that has fat on its sides and a slightly hairy bush that extends all of her ass crack. Manoj drops his mouth gaping her at body but maintains posture to play authority.
'Turn around and show your ass.'
Kavya, fingers in her mouth turns around to reveal a medium large ass with a dark brown asscrack line passing in between her ass cheeks.
'Bend down and sway your ass round. Spread the ass cheeks wide while you do it.'
'Manojjj...' a slight moaning sound that doesn't signal either yes or no.
Kavya stops sucking on her fingers and bends down. She sways her ass round holding her knees together. She then slowly widens her legs and bends more. She spread her asscrack wide revealing her asshole twitching like a small oven. She starts to sway her ass round spreading the ass hole more and more. Manoj bends front and spits on her asshole making his spit crawl from her asshole directly down her pussy.
'Sit on the couch with your legs wide.' Manoj raises his voice.
Kavya sits on the couch and places both her legs on either arms of the couch chair. Manoj's spit is spreading under her ass slipping her down. As Kavya waits for further instructions, Manoj starts to undo his own clothes and gets naked himself. He sits on the couch again relaxed.
'Now masturbate as you did in the afternoon...and moan loud.'
Kavya anticipated that he would fuck but didn't expect this. She hoped for a good fuck but still is ok playing the game. She starts to rub her clit round and round like Manoj showed her making her ooze wet liquid. The pungent smell of her vagina filled the air inside the room. Manoj starts to touch his cock himself cupping his balls. Kavya didn't understand at first but now understands that they are mutual masturbating. Kavya likes it. She gets in the mood and starts to rub herself faster.
'Aahh...Manoj...' she makes a horny moan.
Manoj starts to stroke his dick faster. Kavya then inserts both her fingers inside at once rubbing her G spot. Manoj spits onto his fingers and strokes his hard cock.
'Aahhh...Manoj...aaaahhh' Kavya closer her eyes hard and starts to get lost inside her own orgasm. Manoj starts to beat faster hitting his hand to his thighs making sounds that are driving Kavya mad.
'Did you watch porn while masturbating?' Manoj slows down his stroking and asks her. Kavya too stops rubbing her pussy and looks at Manoj.
'Yes.'
'Did you like what they are doing?'
'Yes.'
'What were they doing Kavya...?' Manoj stands up and reaches for her mouth pinching her lips.
'They were fucking...' Kavya mumbles as Manoj is playing with her lips...
'Do you want to fuck like they do...' Manoj pushes his fingers inside her mouth pulling her tongue out.
'YEESSSS' Kavya has to scream to pronounce the word.
Manoj uses his two fingers and splits open Kavya's mouth making it as wide as possible. He places his foot on the arm rest and leans on Kavya, his dick right at her mouth. He looks into her submissive eyes that are pleading to toy with her.
'Open your mouth wide'. Kavya opens her mouth. 'More wide'. Kavya opens her mouth as possible. Manoj leans onto her and...
'THUD...THUD...' Manoj starts hitting hard strokes with his cock into his mouth. Kavya's eyes open wide but keeps her mouth open inviting him to stroke harder. After a few gags, Kavya starts making gagging sounds making Manoj increase his strokes. He is directly hitting the back of her throat everytime making the same sound as fucked in pussy. Kavya suddenly gags and throws up saliva on her face and on his cock. A look of shame and sluttiness in her eyes.
Manoj doesn't stop looking into her eyes and pulls out his cock. Kavya quickly grabs it and starts to stroke it making Manoj hang back his head. He quickly recovers and kisses her lips licking her saliva. Kavya hangs back her head into the couch as Manoj starts to lick all over her body. He starts from the lips and licks all over her neck. He then raises her hands and pins them to the back of her head. He starts licking both the armpits one after the other.
'Aahhh...' Kavya makes a loud moan pushing her armpits into his face. Manoj takes both her boobs in both hands and starts to press them hard. They suddenly turn red and her nipples purple. Manoj sucks both nipples and slides down between her legs. He starts groping her boobs round while licking her clit. Kavya quickly spreads her pussy lips revealing the pink skin inside. Manoj buries his tongue deep and starts to lick her G spot. Kavya arches back in pleasure.
'Turn around...quick'. Manoj lifts up her ass and turns her in the couch. He starts to kiss her ass cheeks smelling her ass. He then bends down and starts to lick on her ankle making her giggle. Manoj runs his tongue up and down her thighs and starts spreading her ass. He spits on her asshole and starts tongue fucking it. Kavya pulls Manoj closer holding his thighs and starts stroking his cock.
'Put it inside...please...put it deep...' Kavya moans ass Manoj starts to lick up and down her asscrack from pussy to spine. Manoj then puts it inside her wet pussy and pushes inside in one stroke. Kavya sways her ass towards Manoj with pleasure. Manoj holds her hair pulls her towards him. Manoj starts to push slow hard strokes making loud THUDS of skins hitting each other. Manoj then spits on her ass and pushes one finger inside. Kavya moans in pain as Manoj pushes his finger deep into her ass. He starts to increase his fucking speed along while fucking her ass slowly with his finger.
Kavya gets into mood and places her hands behind her head. Manoj takes them in his hand and arches her spine more stroking hard deep pushes. Seeing Kavya moan, Manok starts stroking faster and faster grunting himself. He soon reaches climax but pulls it out fast to avoid spilling his sperm inside. Kavya is reaching her peak but gets suddenly dropped as Manoj pulls out. He cums all over legs and falls on her cupping her boobs slow. Kavya cups Manoj's head from back and slowly turns towards his husband. Both of them collapse in the armrest.
Manoj starts kissing Kavya and she responds back with a much passionate kiss. She hugs her husband and closer her eyes. Manoj does the same and starts to rub on her thighs with his fingers.
After some time, Kavya opens her eyes and the clock ticks 10 PM. Manoj is already sleeping. She wakes him up and pushes him into the big couch. She slowly dress up wearing her night gown.
'Manu...wake up...its 10 PM...have dinner and then sleep.'
Manoj wakes up and dresses himself. Kavya quicky hurries into the kitchen to server her husband dinner. They both sit at the dining table and start eating.
'I liked it when you masturbated watching me.' Kavya slowly starts to talk.
'Anybody will masturbate watching you like that.' Manoj winks back. 'Why did you like it though, are you developing a fetish?'
'Fetish?' Kavya leans forward to show her interest.
'Yeah...within the world of sex, if you take liking to a particular type of sexual participation...it's called a fetish.'
'Like you love licking my ass?' Kavya jokes.
'Yeah...like I love licking your tasty body everywhere...' Manoj cups her thighs tight.
'What other types of fetishes are there?'
'Well...there are many...but for women...only a few i suppose. you can search it on the internet and watch some videos though.' Manoj responds back.
'Manu...don't you feel bad if I watch porn?' Kavya plays innocent.
'No...I watched it a lot when i was young...i still watch it sometimes now...why shouldn't you when i can do it?'
'Why do you watch porn when you have me?' Kavya turns her head away.
'Well...because they behave a lot sluttier than average women...i suppose.'
'So you like slutty women?'
'No...it's not about liking...cumming gets easier watching a sexily moving nude girl than a girl doing classical dance in traditional wear.'
'Do you like to see a sexily moving nude girl doing classical dance then.' Kavya hints and leaves to kitchen as the dinner is over. Manoj opens his eyes wide and follows Kavya...
'What do you mean...are you planning for a special gift...' Manoj hugs her from back after washing his hands.
'NOO Way...I meant that i will search for a porn clip of your interest and send it to you...' Kavya proceeds to switch off all lights as it's already 11 PM.
'Well...will the girl in that clip be a cute chubby south Indian wife from Chennai...' Manoj asks her as they sleep hugging each other.
'No...but she will be the most sluttiest thing you'll ever see...Now sleep.' Kavya tells her husband and watches him go to sleep.
She turns opposite to him and starts to imagine herself in skimpy clothes doing traditional dance poses. She used to practice Indian traditional dances when she was in school but she doesn't remember any steps. I'll look it on the internet, she thinks to herself and unlocks her phone.
'Good night, ma'm...i'll be waiting for our chat tomorrow...' a message from Kamesh...
'Okay...good night.' she replies back not knowing what else to reply. She puts the alarm for the morning and goes to sleep lifting up her night gown till her waist and touching herself. Rubbing her skin has become an addiction for her now and she wants to sleep naked touching herself all night.
She slowly slips into sleep thinking about tomorrow's adventures turning towards Manoj placing her naked legs on him. Manoj cups them and pulls her onto him making her sleep on his chest. Little does she know that her libido will make her cross boundaries the next day...
A CLASSICAL DANCE BEHIND CLOSED WALLS
'Byeeee...' Kavya waves to her husband going down the stairs to his office. Manoj makes a call symbol with his hands and winks at Kavya. Kavya understands what he is referring and acts shy. The office cab arrives. Manoj gets into it and blows a kiss to Kavya before leaving.
Kavya gets inside her lonely home and starts doing her chores. Kavya remembers their previous night conversation about how a slutty looking woman will always tempt men more than a traditional looking lady. Her ego burns. She stops sweeping and goes into the bedroom to check herself in the mirror. Kavya is wearing a blue night gown with hair tied at top looking like any average middle class woman. 'True what manoj says...a pornstar in sexy clothes will always dominate me in looks' she thinks to herself. She slowly runs her hands down her shoulders onto stomach and onto her thighs. 'I'll prove them wrong' Kavya challenges herself. She suddenly gets an idea to tempt her husband in a different way than usual in the afternoon chat. She quickly starts brooming and cleaning the house so that she can be free of all chores and indulge in her new favorite past time activity.
Kavya locks the door, goes into her bedroom and opens her wardrobe. So many clothes to select but all of them are semi western. Her phone clinks. A message from Kamesh.
'Hi...ma'm...good morning...had breakfast?'
'Yeah.Kamesh...just finished chores...you?'
'Yes...ma'm...im in shop...no customers today...'
'Ohh'
'What are you doing ma'm?'
Kavya hesitates for a moment but decides to play some fun.
'I'm practicing traditional dance... Smile ' she sends with a wink and shy emoji.
'Oh...wow...Bharathanaytam?'
'No...i don't know...i just know a few steps here and there...'
'Wish i was there to see Sad '
'Do you want to see...are you interested?' Kavya responds back...
'Yes...ma'm...im so excited...' Kamesh sends a ton of heart symbols...
'Wait then...'
Kavya doesn't change her dress but decides to dance a few steps she learnt in school and college. They were a mix of Indian classical dances and easy to perform steps. Kavya places the phone facing the floor downwards on a shelf and supports it with books. Now only the floor is visible from the camera. Kavya checks the cam view and steps into the frame. Only her feet and silver anklets are visible. Kavya checks the time and it's still 12.30 PM...still half hour for Manoj to get to lunch break. Kavya decides to have fun with Kamesh by teasing him a little. She pulls her nightgown to her knees and starts the video recording. She enters the frame showing her naked knees and then drops the nightdown. The nightgown falls only giving a glimpse of her naked knees for just a second. She then proceeds to dance a few steps showing only her feet. The sound of her anklets clicking rythmic to her moves. Kavya records a 15 second video and sends it to Kamesh.
Kamesh, pressing his dick under the store desk opens the video message and salivates at the thumbnail of her naked knees. He opens to see but gets disappointed soon as the show only lasts a second. 'Such a teasing slut' he thinks to himself. He immediately understands that Kavya is a woman that is dying for attention from anyone. The way she is teasing a stranger is giving him clues about her character. The more she is teased, the more she will get opened up. But Kamesh can't go the begging route as he knows that even though she will give some attention at first, she will soon lose interest. Kamesh gets an idea to test waters on her ego. He suddenly turns the plates from the begging stranger to a professional critique.
'Are you sure this is classical dance, ma'm...where did you learn?'
Kavya sees the reply back and gets bewildered. She expected something along the lines of Wow...beautiful...and all that stuff. But by learning that even 'Kamesh - the lonely mobile store owner' didn't get impressed with her skills, she willingly burnt the candle of ego inside her.
'What do you know about classical dance? Angry ' she hisses back with an angry emoji...
'I saw a lot of live performances and i can tell the difference ma'm...'
'Well...then tell me mr. professional...what is the difference...'
'In classical dance...they don't dance with feet...they dance with their eyes and body language...you are only dancing with your feet like Hiphop...bollywood dance...'
Kavya bites her tongue...her tease came back as an insult...she unknowingly forms an idea to impress kamesh with her dance...
'Yes...i too know that...and i can dance much better...but who are you to see it... Dodgy ' Kavya decides to throw back an ego punch...
Kamesh smiles to himself to know that his plan is working...
'Well...i'm a nobody but a new friend too...and someone with knowledge in classical dance...don't you want to impress your husband with your dance...?'
Kavya's heart melts as soon as thinks about Manoj praising her dance and then seducing her into bed.
'Okay then...i will show you my full dance video...wait...' Kavya decides to shoot a full body dance video...
'Noooo...not like this...' Kamesh snaps back quick...
'Why'
'Won't you dress up...what type of classical dancer dances in nightgowns...its insulting to all the great dancers.'
Kavya thinks deep. She too agrees with Kamesh. Even if she is learning the dance or just plain toying with the idea...she shouldn't do it in a nightgown...even her husband will laugh on her.
'I don't have a dance costume...looks like some other day...' Kavya sends with a sad emoji...
'No...you don't need a costume...you can design it in home itself...'
'How' Kavya responds throwing all her wardrobe onto the bed to find the best costume...
'Here...PHOTO'. Kamesh sends the photo of a gorgeous looking Classical dancer wearing a sleevless blouse...a gold color skin tight leggin...and a transparent saree on top of it. Kavya's heart skips a beat looking at the dress...
'Gorgeous' she responds back...
'I know right...check in your wardrobe if you have any of these clothings.'
Kavya searches through her wardrobe but all of them are just plain kurta paijamas or general leggings. She looks in another drawer and finds an old black shade transparent saree. As she was not accustomed to wearing any sleeveless blouses, she didn't find any...
'I only found the transparent saree...' Kavya sends a sad emoji...but Kamesh found it delightful...
'Can i make a suggestion...'
'Yes'
'Why don't you wear a bra or sphagetti as a replacement for the sleeveless blouse...both look the same...only width of the cloth is the difference...'
Kavya quickly imagines herself in a bra and transparent saree seducing her husband. Her tongue gets moist with saliva.
'Then leggings...i only have general ones...'
'Do you have any skin tight short...'
'Shut up...i'm not wearing any shorts... devil2 ' Kavya sends a devil emoji...
'It doesn't have to be very small...anyways the saree would be covering you...your wish though...'
Kamesh knows that she will do it but acts as her free will. Kavya doesn't respond back. She throws her phone away and looks into her wardrobe for any shorts. At last, she finds one. She holds the cloth in her hand and her pussy gets moist looking at the garment. It's a tight hugging skin colored under garment that is used to avoid panty lines on tight pants. She puts it to her thighs and it's only reaching her mid thighs. Kavya imagines herself in the full wear doing seductive dance moves. The idea of the whole thing makes her pussy moist when imagined infront of Manoj. She wanted to make her husband cry in the office to reach her. She wanted to be the sluttiest classical dancer ever.
She quickly opens the camera on her phone and click selfies of herself in the nightgown. She doesn't want Manoj to doubt that she wore the sexy dress even before she messaged him. Once done, she removes her nightdown and strips of her bra and panty...the cool breeze from the AC giving her goosebumps. She goes infront of the mirror and stands side legged with her hands behind her head. Little hair growing from the black patch of her armpits, firm boobs with standing nipples, a bulging pussy with strong scent and thick thighs that will headlock any man into her pussy. She feels proud of her thick body and wants to prove the same to the rest of the world...especially her naughty husband. She takes a small size black bra and wears it. Boobs bulging out from its sides. She searches for a panty but remembers that the short itself is a panty. She wears it fast and wears a white sphagetti on top of the bra. She inshirts the sphagetti into the panty short. She then takes the transparent saree and wraps it around her like a normal saree...but the pallu keeps falling down. She tries another way to tie the saree and succeeds after pushing the folded pallu deep into her panty. The rest of her naked thighs, legs and feet left exposed to the air under the transparent saree.
Kavya sees herself in the mirror and glows with unbashed pride. She looks at the mirror and its 1 AM. She quicky picks up her phone and sees a few Messages from Kamesh. She doesn't respond back and calls Manoj. Manoj doesn't lift the call. Kavya remembers that he did the same yesterday too and gets angry. She calls him again and again. Manoj doesn't pick up. She gets on the verge of tears but controls herself. She messages him one last time saying 'Why are you doing this...you said you will reply...' with a crying emoji and throws her phone on bed. She walks inside the house for a few minutes and her phone buzzes. She picks it up with much enthusiasm but its Kamesh.
'What happened...ma'm? Scared to learn dance...'
Kavya wipes her red eyes...and remembers all the false promises of her husband...She closes her eyes and types...
'No...ready...'
'Did you dress up...?'
'Yes...'
'Send me a photo before you start learning...'
'Ok.'
'PHOTO'...Kavya sends a mirror selfie of her dress only until her neck without her face...Kamesh's grip on his dick tightens...'What a homely bitch' he thinks to himself looking at her firm boobs covered inside the sphagetti. But to tease her more...he stops replying for some time...Kavya on the other hand, bites her fingers as she thinks that Kamesh too isn't liking her...she wipes her eyes again and clicks another photo of her face and cleavage from the top angle. Kamesh realises that he is heating her up and and is in for a show for the next hour.
'PHOTO...do i look good... Sad?'
'Hmm...yes...but too decent... ' Kamesh plans to tease kavya more.
'What do you mean too decent...i am decent only...'
'I mean...for a beauty such as yours...its a shame that you are just settling with these generic poses...'
Kavya's heart lightens up listening a positive comment on her. Her impression on Kamesh grows more in the heat of the moment...
'What poses are not decent then...? Kavya winks back...
'I'll tell you...but first show me your full pic...i want to see the dress...'
Kavya gets into mood and decides to do whatever he asks to get more compliments. She stands up...and puts her phone in the shelf, this time vertical revealing her full body from head to toe...She puts the timer on the camera and moves back.
'PHOTO...' Kamesh sees the gorgeous beauty in the sphagetti and shorts under the transparent saree. Even though the saree is there, it is barely covering her legs putting them on full display.
'Wooww...now we are going somewhere...' Kamesh responds back...
'What other poses...?' Kavya replies quick...
'Shall we do classical dance poses...it will also become a practice session...?'
Kavya forgot about the classical dance conversation long ago but started going forward in the heat of the moment. She calls Manoj again but he doesn't lift. Controlling her anger again...she replies back to Kamesh...
'Okay...'
'Good then...first...stretch your hands to the top of your hand and put a namaskar. Put your legs a feet wide...'
Kavya stretches her hands revealing her dark armpits and spreads her legs a foot wide.
'PHOTO...' Kamesh looks at the photo pressing his balls but feels that something is missing to his fantasy.
'Could you apply lipstick...nose ring...ear rings and forehead bracelet like the traditional dancer...the look will be complete...' Kamesh sends a pleading emoji...
Kavya says ok and opens her makeup and jewellery kit...she puts on bright red lipstick on her lips and takes out her jewellery. She picks out circular earrings, a small nose ring and a silver head bracelet. She wears them but finds the look incomplete. She takes out her necklaces and wears them on her neck. She looks at herself in the mirror from front and back and lets out a sound of satisfaction.
'PHOTO...' Kamesh opens the photo and instantly leaks inside his pant. Here is a woman that he got to know a week ago and she is looking like a sex goddess already...he quickly rushes and closes his shutter from inside. He puts on the light and connects his Whatsapp mobile to Whatsapp web to enjoy the beauty in big screen.
'Wow...pure beauty...just like ancient queens...' Kamesh sends back...
'Thanks' Kavya sends a shy emoji...
'Now...put your right hand behind your head and suck the left hand middle finger...'
Kavya suddenly remembers her last night sexcapade with Manoj and how she sucked his fingers like a slut. The thought of her husband is turning her more angry. Kavya decides to stop sending photos and opens her video camera. She slowly starts licking her fingers while kissing her armpit and records a ten seconds video. With closed eyes and heavy heart...she sends it.
'VIDEO...' Kamesh looks at the thumbnail and opens it quick...he sees Kavya sucking her middle finger slowly like a dick...he unbelts his pant and throws it away sitting naked in his shop.
'Woww...now you are coming out of your decency shell...and it looks dick numbing...' Kamesh sends the word dick willingly but acts coy.
'I'm sorry...i didnt mean to send it...' he sends again...
'Send what...' Kavya plays along...
'The word 'dick''
'What does it mean...?' Kavya responds even though she heard it many times on porn...
'It means my penis...my peeing organ banana ' kamesh replies with a banana emoji...
Kavya suddenly feels herself getting moist due to the slowly building sexual experience. She is no mood to stop or turn back...but she doesn't want to look desperate...
'Shut up...don't talk to me like that...' she gets angry.
'I'm sorry ma'm...but i cant stop it...looking at you in this dress...my dick is getting bigger and bigger...'
Kavya likes that he is back to his pleading self...
'Only looking at me? dont lie...'
'Not you...but anything sexy...but i swear...you are the sexiest woman i've seen in years...'
'Oh...is it...then how big did it grow...' Kavya sends back a wink...
Kamesh licks his lips thinking it as the right moment...Not only he can enjoy this beauty...but he can also tempt her into clicking more by sending his pics...he knew the barter system works well with traditional wives and Kavya is the sluttiest among them all...
'PHOTO...' Kavya receives a photo from Kamesh. Even before opening the thumbnail...she can deduce what it was...her heartbeat grew fast...this is the first time...she indulged in sexual things after marrying her husband...porn was ok...because they were actors whom she will never meet...but this is a real person from her own colony...there could be consequences...but in that moment...Kavya didn't think all of that...she listened to her pussy heating and begging to be pleased...she submitted herself to her carnal desires. With the photo buffering button...seeming as long as a hour...the photo finally opens. It shows the lower part of a man's body sitting on a plastic chair spreading his legs with a semi flaccid dick in between his legs...As soon as Kamesh sees the blue tick sign...his heartbeat starts to raise anticipating the reply.
'Why is it not big yet...?' Kavya types back simple...
Kamesh gets shocked by the simple reply and understands the level of sluttiness Kavya possesses and how she handles it well. He wanted more of her and more from her. He wanted to fill her mind with all his fantasies and make her impure.
'Because it needs help... ;(' he sends back a crying emoji...
'What help...'
'Help of a beautiful woman like you to make it stand up...'
Kavya licks her lips as she types...'What does it want from me...?'
'Send a video of sucking two fingers...' Kamesh sends back...
'VIDEO...' Kavya stands right infront of the camera revealing her face and cleavage from up close...she slowly pushes two middle fingers of her left hand into her mouth and pushes them till the end gagging. She repeats the same 2 times and stops the video.
Kamesh opens the video and dick starts to dance in his lap...The gagging sounds from her throat resounding inside his store as he amps up the speaker on the computer. He opens the camera on his phone and records the video of his flaccid dick slowly falling sideways and getting semi erect. 'VIDEO'.
'Bend down and pout your lips...' he sends back with the video...
Kavya looks at the video and feels her throat getting dry. She gulps some water and sends back...
'What is pout?'
'Make your lips in an O shape...like a long flying kiss...'
Kavya shifts her phone into a lower shelf so that it is placed at her navel. She clicks the record button and and bends down revealing half of her boobs hanging sideways through the sphagetti...She licks her lips and pouts her lips.
'VIDEO' Kamesh receives the video and starts stroking his dick watching it. It gets semi erect...he records it and sends it to Kavya.
Kavya expected it to grow to its full extent by now...seeing a semi flaccid cock disappointed her...
'Why is it not growing big...' she replies.
'It wants to see more slutty things...' Kamesh responds back...
'Like?'
'Take off your saree and sphagetti and show me your full body in panty and bra...'
Kavya gets mild headed at this sudden request...
'NOOO...' she types back...
'Please...my dick is hurting...'
'Then watch something on the internet and soothe the pain...'kavya responds with an angry emoji...Kamesh understands that its time for compliments...
'Nothing on the internet will beat a beauty like you...you are the gods finest creation...my dick will be forever grateful...please ma'm...my devi...'
'Haha...what did you call me? devi?
'Yes...devi...as in goddess...you look like a true goddess to me that came into my life to quench my thirst...'
Kavya is liking the word play and feels special from the compliments. Even before she thought of consequences, her hand reached for her pallu and she starts undressing it. She drops the saree to the floor and feels her naked thighs...in a swift motion she removes her sphagetti leaving her body with a black bra and skin colored tight. She goes to the camera and turns it on. She slowly moves into the frame and starts feeling shy...she covers her face and gets out of the frame...
'VIDEO...' Kamesh opens the video and starts beating his dick to his thighs. Years of no experience in sex and over masturbation has made his dick weak. But he smiles to himself as Kavya thinks that he is not getting turned on so easily. This will make her crave more into submission and he can play with her. As his dick becomes erect for a few seconds, he records the video and sends it to Kavya.
'VIDEO...'. Kavya is waiting leaning back onto the wall for the message. Not for the message, but for a look at his penis. She opens the video and sees the fully erect cock dancing between his thighs...her pussy starts aching sending warm air between her legs. Her hands slowly start to creep under her tights. She resists and sends back...
'This is full...?'
'No...'
'Then...?'
Kamesh knows that Kavya is getting desperate as every second passes by...he wants to cash in the moment...once he pushes her into the most sluttiest zone...there is no turning back...she will come back for more...
'Take off your bra and panty and turn around to show your ass...bend down and spank it hard...' Kamesh sends back taking a chance...
'IDIOT...SCOUNDREL...' two messages come by one after the other in quick succession. Kamesh hits the table thinking he missed the golden goose. He doesn't know what to type and stays silent. He gets an idea...
Kavya on the other hand is mumbling in her own mouth, sledging Kamesh in her mother tongue. She felt very slutty fulfilling the request on camera, that too not with her husband.
'VIDEO...' Kavya's phone suddenly buzzes...she opens the message continuing the sledging but soon stops gazing her mouth open. The video of Kamesh beating his dick hard hitting his thighs is making resounds within her bedroom. Kamesh has spread his legs wide placing both his legs on either handles of the chair and starts beating his dick while cupping his balls...
'Please devi...i'm on my edge...please let me cum...' he sends a message attached to the long 40 second video.
Kavya holds her phone in her left hand and slowly creeps her hand inside her panty unknowingly. By the end of the video she goes into a trance and cups her whole pussy into her hand. She suddenly presses her pussy lips sooo hard like a chapathi dough that it aches making her scream 'aammaaaaaaa' into the air. The closed door resounded her own voice into her ears.
'Okay...but i'll do it only on clothes...' she quickly replies Kamesh.
The word devi rings bells in Kavya's ears making her feel responsible for other people's pleasure. She puts the phone back into the shelf and positions herself infront of it. She first shows her front self in bra and panty and turns back. She then unclips her bra and lets it fall to the ground only showing her back on the camera. She then slowly bends down and starts swaying her ass round. She rubs on the soft elastic cloth on her panty a few times and 'SMACK...' she spanks her ass hard...'aammmmaaaa' she moans ecstatic and then does the same with her left hand and 'SMACK', she spanks her left ass letting out the same moan. She then walks backwards to the camera not revealing her boobs and stops recording.
She can't control herself anymore and jumps on the bed sleeping on the wardrobe. She sends the video to Kamesh and throws her phone to the side. She strips off her panty short and throws it across the room with force. She don't want any clothes ever again. She wanted to stay naked and submit to the orders of her pussy. With trembling hands, she wets two fingers in her mouth and slowly rubs them down from her neck, in between her boobs, through her navel onto her pussy.
'VIDEO...' Kamesh gets disappointed at the half show but still his dick responds like never before looking at Kavya's plump ass. He starts recording on his phone as he watches her clip on the computer. He starts beating it like dead meat hard...and he cums as a jet spray into the air, onto the table and on his phone listening to the smack sound of her ass. He moans 'Devi...Devi...' louder and louder as he cums emptying his balls. His dick quickly starts to shrink and he stops recording to avoid embarrasment. He sends the clip to Kavya...
'The first sacrifice to my Devi...' he attaches a message.
Kavya in her bedroom held up her legs high into the air spreading them into a large V shape. She inserted two fingers already pumping them harder slapping her thighs. She opens the message from Kamesh and stares at his masturbation video with full eyes. As he starts beating fast, Kavya too increases her pace and finds her G spot. She starts to slowly rub it in circles...increasing in speed. Kavya loses interest in Kamesh's video as he starts to cum and throws the phone away. She closes her eyes and starts to moan her husband's name while rubbing her G spot with her middle finger. 'Manoooojj...' 'Manoooojj'...please come home she moans as she reaches the climax. She cups her boobs hard with the other hard and rubs her G spot furiously. She twirls on the bed to the right and left as she orgasms jerking her whole body, lifting her spine multiple times. She slowly stops jerking her body as her orgasm subsides. She takes out her fingers from her pussy and smells them first. The strong smell of orgasm fills the air conditioned room. She slowly rubs her wet fingers around her mouth and starts sucking her own juices from them. She slightly moans as she gulps each drop of her vaginal fluid.
The clock hits 3 PM already and Kavya is fast asleep still sucking on her fingers. She slept naked on all the messy clothes on bed. Manoj calls back a few times after she sleeps but she doesn't wake up from the strong orgasmic sleep. She slowly wakes up a 4 PM and checks the missed calls and a few messages from Kamesh. She deletes the whole conversation with Kamesh and puts him on block to not receive his messages. 'I'll message back...' she sends a reply and blocks him off. She doesn't call Manoj as she is still upset with him. She arranges back all the wardrobe and cleans the room making the bed neat. She then showers fresh with warm water, her pussy relaxing at the touch of warm water. Kavya comes out and goes directly to kitchen to check what to cook for dinner. Seeing no vegetables, she looks at the calendar. It is Thursday today, which means the vegetable market would be open. She remembers her sexcapades last time she became an exhibitionist for the vegetable vendors. Her pussy demanding her to be naughty again. She wanted to repeat the same squatting stunt as last time, but with increased risk.
She goes into her bedroom and takes out a Gaghra from her wardrobe. It was gifted to her at her engagement and she wore it a few times when she was young. It will serve as the perfect placebo for her stunts. She wears a fresh black cotton panty and wears a white skirt on it. On top, she complements it with a green top that ends below her navel. She looks herself in the mirror and a glows from pride as she looks the same when she was young. The dress fit perfectly revealing her firm boobs. She closes the bedroom door and stands infront of the mirror. She slowly squats down with closed legs acting as if she is picking vegetables. She then stares into her own eyes in the mirror and spreads her legs slowly revealing her thick white thighs disappearing into the folds of a black panty. She slowly lifts up her heels into air spreading her legs fully wide. The erotic sight of a young chubby wife evolving into a Kamasutra goddess. She then innocently closes back her legs acting as if she finished picking vegetables and stands up. She practiced her stunt nice. It is time to perform it in public now. Little does she know the boundaries that she has to cross to reach back home into her husband's loving arms.
Kavya starts having her lunch looking at the wall clock. Each minute of ticking making her more anxious. The more she thinks of posing slutty, the more she gets anxious. Everything is ready for now. The lingerie and modern dresses in the bedroom. The phone full of charge. Her body, smelling neat and her hair, still wet from the shower. She wears her favourite satin nighty that hugs her skin without anything underneath. The cool breeze of air travelling through her legs to thighs giving goosebumps on her legs.
The hanging wall clock hits 1:00 PM ringing a single bell. Kavya stops eating. She isn't feeling hungry anymore. She quickly gets rid of her plate, washes her hands and starts pacing to and fro. She switches on the TV to break the utter silence within the house. Soon, her phone buzzes...
'Hi Devi...Had Lunch?' Kamesh sends .
Kavya doesn't respond. She still waits for her husband's message. To her astonishment, Manoj messages too.
'Hello...madam...'
Kavya's eyes glow up to her husbands message. At least today, she can get her husband to be horny rather than playing with Kamesh all the time.
'Hello hubby...had lunch?' Kavya responds back to Manoj and ignores Kamesh.
'Not yet...im on break...i'll have at the end of break...did u eat?'
'Yeah...' Kavya sends but doesn't know how to slide the convo into sexting.
'So...what did you do from the mrng...' Manoj too feels shy.
'Nothing much, I had shower...I watered the plants...watched tv for some time and its already 1 PM now...'
'Btw, I also washed the towels from the mrng session ;)' Kavya finds a way to move the convo into that direction. Manoj too feels it.
'What did you wear after the shower then...?' Manoj asks.
'The blue nighty'
Manoj pauses for a second. Kavya too doesn't respond back.
'I want to see...show me' Manoj sends.
Kavya has been waiting for this moment since the morning. But she plays coy...
'Nooo...' Kavya sends with shy emojis...
'Well...if you don't...you have to be naked whenever I home...all the time...all right...' Manoj sends with a wink.
'Idiot...No way...' Kavya sends and quickly opens the camera. She sleeps on the sofa and brings her hair onto her shoulders. She puts a lazy face and clicks a face selfie. She sends it to Manoj.
'Woww...who is this girl...I have never seen her in the home...'Manoj sends back another wink.
'yeah...she is the new maid. A high maintenance one. Asking for 25k salary...you want to pay...?' Kavya snaps back.
'Yeah...why not...but let me see her more before I hire her...'
Kavya opens the camera again and turns to her side. She pulls down her neckline to create a gap between her tits and the dress. A dark shadow of the nipple visible from above. She clicks a smiling selfie and sends.
'Wooww...a high maintenance maid who doesn't wear inners...sexy...let me see her in full shape once...'
Kavya pulls her nighty into her skin making it hug her whole bed. She folds her legs while sleeping on sofa and clicks an overhead selfie revealing her whole body. The nighty struck between her deep cameltoe.
'So...really...no inners huh...want to punch a hole near that pussy and lick it...' Manoj sends a love emoji...
'Why put a hole when you can lift it...' Kavya lifts up her nighty until her knees and clicks an overhead selfie.
'Damn those legs...im hard...'
'Show me how hard...' Kavya bites her lips...
'Nooo way...im in office...i can't...'
'Then isn't it hard...?' Kavya sulks up suddenly that she won't see anything that her husband is feeling...
'Its very hard...but im still my cabin waiting for my colleagues to come for lunch...there are cctvs all over...'
'Its okay... I understand...' Kavya sends a smiley. Both of them stay silent for a moment. Manoj feels bad and tries to further the conversation.
'Its not okay...let me come home in the night and show you very close how hard it is...'
'I'm sorry...but the maid leaves in the evening...you have to be alone in the home...' Kavya teases back.
'Then let me atleast see her tits...'
Kavya pulls her neckline much further taking out her right boob in her hand. She puts her arm below it holding it firm in place. She clicks a selfie putting out tongue.
'Ooohhhh...kavs...such a cute thing you are...you should stop gardening plants become a model' Manoj teases.
Though a tease, Kavya's heart jumps out as soon as she imagines herself as a model doing photoshoots. That is what got her fetish to build in the first place. The attention she can get...the men she can dominate...the dresses she can wear...' Kavya slips into dreams.
'You der...?' Manoj sends a few times...
'Yeah...sorry...something on the stove...im back...' Kavya replies.
'okay...carry on then...its 1.45 already...my colleagues are here... a mans got to eat...' Manoj sends a sorry emoji...
'its okay...hubbyy...eat well...and tell me how it is...' Kavya sends a kiss...
'Sure ma...i'll catch up with you...take care...muah...'
Manoj sends and goes offline...Kavya lets out a weak smile as she got what she expected but not as wild as she wanted. Soon, she drifted into thoughts of her being a model and posing for different magazines.
Meanwhile, in the mobile shop, Kamesh closed his shutter expecting something wild but gets disappointed as Kavya starts ignoring even when she's online. He gets up and starts to open his shutter and the mobile buzzes...He opens it quick:
'Hi Kamesh...sorry...was busy in kitchen...' a message from Kavya...
Kamesh is on high heaven. He thought she realises her mistake and wanted to avoid him, but there she is. His pixel goddess...ready to be seen...ready to be teased and ready to go wild. Kamesh thanks god and closes the shutter completely. He switches on the light and sits in his chair.
'But you were online only...' Kamesh sends back...
'So what...won't I have any work?' Kavya replies back angry...
'its ok...i understand...sorry...' Kamesh sends a crying emoji...
'No need to cry...just dont investigate me...'
'Well...if i wanted to know what dress you are wearing now...would that be investigation? Kamesh sends back...
'No...'
Kamesh smiles wide.
'Then what are you wearing...'
'A nighty...'
'No classical wear today...?'
'No...im bored...i don't dance daily...' Kavya covers up as she didnt even have the habit of dancing before starting sexting.
'Hmm...what color nighty...show me...'
'Blue...why should I show you...' Kavya sends a wink...
'Because my dick is going mad to see you...' Kamesh takes the risk and starts talking dirty.
'Then take it to a hospital...why here?' Kavya snaps back...
'Plsss devi...Im sitting in my shop with shutter closed from one hour...'
'Why...so that you can spread your dirty cum all over the place...without anybody seeing?' Kavya sends an angry emoji...
'Its not dirty when it falls for you...' Kamesh showers with kisses...
'Im still not convinced...why did you investigate me first...finish the punishment...then i will consider...'
'Dont laugh...im serious...do a 10 pushups video and send me...without shirt...' Kavya replies and clutches the phone to her racing heart.
Kamesh sees the message and jumps in joy...All of this is a part of sexting...how wonderful...the more she orders of him, the more he can order her and use her. He quickly takes off his shirt and looks at himself. Hairy chest, a medium sized belly, no big muscles...Kamesh didn't know what Kavya sees in him but he clearly enjoys. So why does it matter. Maybe she gets horny seeing homely men. Kamesh pulls a stool to the wall and stands opposite to the tube light.
He switches on the video and does 10 sit ups with great difficulty. He sends it to Kavya. Kavya sees the video and laughs at herself to see Kamesh to sit ups funnily. She smiles again and replays the video. But this time, she bites her lips and runs her thumb across Kamesh's hairy chest on the screen.
'Now without pants...' Kavya sends bank and shy emoji...
'Shall i keep the underwear devi...'
'Yes...' remove only pants...
Kamesh slips off his belt and pant within a second and starts the video again. His legs are already struck with pain but he continues without showing it in his face. He sends it...Kavya stares at the buffering icon eagerly and opens the video. A hairy chest and fat legged kamesh doing sit ups half naked. Kavya slowly turns the gaze to his underwear. His penis jumping up and down inside. Kavya's body starts to warm up as she can sense her vagina moisten.
'Kamesh...take off your underwear...' Kavya sends a voice message for the first time...Kamesh opens the message and leaks in his pant listening to the sultry voice. His underwear has a huge patch of cum already. But he controls his zeal and starts to play reverse.
'No...not yet...first show me my devi...my beauty goddess...' Kamesh starts heaping praise on Kavya making her weak in the knees. She quickly goes into her bedroom and locks the door. She sleeps on the bed and clicks her face selfie. She purposefully makes an innocent submissive face.
Kamesh receives the selfie and holds his cock tight. Saliva in his mouth. He rubs the phone screen to his wet underwear patch...
'Who said angels are above...im seeing one right here in my colony...' Kamesh sends back making Kavya smile.
'I just rubbed your face to my dick...it felt amazing...'
'Chiiii...and you type on the same phone...'
'What should I do then...My dick wants you...' Manoj sends crying emoji once again...
Then how about I do this to your dick...Kavya replies and starts recording...She puts two fingers in her mouth and starts sucking them...she starts moaning slowly and starts to move the wet fingers back and forth'. She hits send. Kamesh strips off his underwear and starts stroking his dick...
'Push them deeper inside...' Kamesh replies...
Kavya starts recording and slowly starts to push her two fingers down her throat...She does it a few times and gags spitting out saliva onto her chin...she stops recording and sends it...
'Sooo...hot...I want to lick the saliva off your face...' Kamesh sends with a tongue emoji...
'Kamesh...take off your underwear...please...' Kavya sends another voice message, this time in a more slutty tone. Kamesh already having taken off his underwear...opens the camera and starts clicking poses naked from waist below. He sends them to Kavya. Her mouth starts watering looking at the straight dick pointed straight at her...She continues sucking on her fingers...
'Now dooo sit ups...I want to see it dance...' Kavya orders...
Kamesh starts to do sit ups with great difficulty but his cock starts dancing up and down and he moves. He records the video and sends. Kavya, still sucking onto her fingers, squints her eyes looking at the cock and moves her wet fingers to her pussy...She gropes her pussy skin tight and slowly lifts her nighty till her thighs...She clicks a photo of her thighs and sends it to Kamesh...
'Heavenly thighs...just like butter...wish i could get locked in between them forever' Kamesh sends love emoji...
'Spread and stretch them straight into air...' Kamesh asks...Kavya pulls her nighty to her hips and stretches her legs in air spreading her pussy. She frames the photo until her inner thighs and sends the full photo of her legs in air...
'Devi...I want to be at your beautiful feet and keep on sucking them...'
'What would you suck...' Kavya asks
'Everything...your toes...your ankle...the hair on your legs...put the camera much lower...show me whats below...'
'Noooo way...im not showing it...ask something else...' Kavya replies...
'Pleaasee devi...'Kamesh begs...
'Nooo...Kamesh...please...im not ready yet...'
'Okay...then...anything besides that...?'
'Yeah...' Kavya's heart races anticipating his request...
'Show me all your collection of bra and panties...' Kamesh replies...
'Why...'
'Show first...'
Kavya gets up from the bed and opens the wardrobe. She takes out her 8-10 pairs of bras and panties and lays them on the bed. Each of them in different color, some small, some large...some old and some new...Kavya clicks a photo of them all and sends. Kamesh receives the photo and scans for the smallest bra and panty. He finds a purple panty that resembles a thong...and a black bra...with smallest cups.
'Take off your nighty and wear the purple panty and black bra...'
'You idiot...thats why you asked...?' Kavya sends an angry emoji...
'You promised...now do it...' Kamesh leaves a devil emoji...
Kavya's heart starts racing...she wanted it all be this wild but still she is new. With heavy butterflies in her stomach, Kavya slowly pulls off the nighty off her neck standing stark naked. She sees herself in the mirror and feels proud. She takes the lingerie and wears it. The bra has only covered half her boobs leaving the other half outside. She slowly wears the purple panty and walks to and fro. The panty slides into her asscrack showing her butt cheeks. A small thread of pubes peeking out from the panty. Kavya feels shy but takes out her phone and clicks a selfie of the body without her face. She hits send.
Kamesh opens the selfie and clutches his dick hard. He quickly turns on his computer and opens the web version. He sees Kavya in her full glory wearing a small bra and panty. Her boobs falling out of her bra and the panty making a clear impression of her pussy.
'You are truly a devi sent to rule the dicks of men...but no selfie is beautiful without your face...send with your cute face...' Kamesh showers kisses...
Kavya places the camera on the dressing table and poses putting her hands on her hips...she sends to Kamesh...
Kamesh starts stroking his dick hard moaning loud. He records a video of himself stroking his dick fast and sends it to Kavya...Kavya bites her lips and rubs her hands over her pussy. The purple panty starts to stain wet at her pussy.
'Stroke more hard...' Kavya sends and places the phone back on dressing table. She remembers a few poses from yesterday's research and starts emulating those poses. She lifts up both her hands showing her armpits and smiles. She turns sideways and bends a little bit. She clutches her hair in her hands and stands with legs wide. She sends all the pics to Kamesh and receives another video.
Kamesh stands full naked to the wall and starts stroking his dick hard with his right hand. He records with his left hand and shows her pics on the computer and his dick stroking fast beside her pics.
'Lick your armpits devi...make them wet...'
Kavya sees Kamesh video and starts to rub on her vagina faster. A big wet patch forming on it. Kavya sits on her knees infront of the dressing table on the floor and frames the camera until her waist. She hits record and slowly lifts up her hands placing them behind her head. She pulls out her tongue and starts flicking it. She slowly turns her head sideways and starts licking her armpits. Though hesitant, she enjoyed doing it within seconds. She pulls out her full tongue and starts licking wide strokes from her boobs to armpit...she does the same with other armpit...Her face is rubbing against her armpits making it wet...She smiles after sometime with the wet face and stops recording. She quickly wipes her face and hits send.
Kamesh is already on the verge of his orgasm. He quickly starts recording both her video on the computer and his dick...He starts moaning 'devi...devi...' loud and cums on the computer. Loads of cum all over the computer screen and floor...Kamesh shows his dick going limp slowly but he spits on it and starts stroking again. He stops recording and sends.
'My dick will be never tired of you...I can orgasm again and again...'
Kavya replays the video again and again rubbing her pussy furiously. She hopped onto bed already and the wet patch has spread all over her panty now. Kavya sends just a smiley and throws away the phone. She soon hurries into kitchen and finds a big cucumber. She squeezes a little oil drop on it and hurries to bedroom.
She sleeps across the bed and throws her legs into air clutching them hard with her left hand. She slowly inserts the cucumber inside and lets out a load moan. She never tried inserting anything of this size into her vagina. Even though she feels pain, she also feels pleasure and keeps pushing it inside. Once the cucumber reaches half way, she starts to feel pain in her legs to keep them up for such a long time. Kavya suddenly turns around and bends on her knees spreading her legs as wide as possible.
She clutches her pussy and pushes two fingers inside. They slide easily. She now feels the position comfortable and slides the cucumber inside. It slides easily. Kavya holds on to the edge of the cucumber and starts moving it slowly like a vibrator. She then increases pace and starts to thrust it like a dick imagining a plethora of mens faces including her husband, Kamesh, Ramulu and a lot others.
Kavya soon starts moaning loud as she reaches her orgasm. Her pussy, ripe of juices is starting to leak on the bed. The cucumber is already wet sliding back and forth easily. Kavya lifts up her left hand and starts rubbing on her asshole. The combined stimulation making her twitch and turn. After a few strokes, Kavya moans loud and reaches her orgasm. She slowly stops moving and just moves to the rhythm before slowly collapsing out. She sees her phone vibrating in a distance. A call from Kamesh.
Kavya regains her composure and wipes herself with a towel. She puts the cucumber on the towel and switches on the AC. As the cool breeze hits her body, she feels the utmost pleasure. She cuts the call and replies back to Kamesh.
'Sorry...got a phone call...'
'Did you change the dress...'
'Yeah...you...'
'No...I will dress up now...Is your work finished...?' Kamesh asks.
'Yes...' Kavya replies...
'Tell me honestly...did you really have work or did you masturbate?'
'Why are you asking?'
'I saw the wet patch on your panty in the photos. No woman that starts leaking will stop without having an orgasm...i know you masturbated...'
'Oh...so...mr...fat mobile knows a lot about women it seems...' Kavya sends a wink...
'Devi...i have a request...' Kamesh sends a pleading emoji...
'What...'
'Will you come to shop today evening...'
'No...i dont have any work outside...i have bought everything already...'
'Please devi...'
'Why...?'
'I want to touch and hold your legs once...' Kamesh sends.
'What...legs...are you mad...?'
'Yes...i am really mad...I know i just got lucky and i will never have the chance to touch a woman like you like i wanted...but since you are my devi...all i can do is touch your feet...'
'Oh...like the last time I came to the shop and you touched my feet very nicely na...'Kavya sends an angry emoji...
'Think of this as a sorry for that...please devi...dont reject...i'll just touch your feet and then I'll do whatever you want after that...' Kamesh sends crying emoji...
'Okay...then let me crush your dick with the same legs then...'
'My pleasure devi...' Kamesh sends getting excited that she is coming around.
'What...seriously...you want me to crush your dick?' Kavya sends a lot of laugh emojis.
'Its called Bondage and im more than lucky to be your slave...please devi...do whatever you want...but let me just touch your feet once...'
'Okay...i will be there at 5PM. Now let me go. I have a lot of work to do. You too clean that dirty shop of yours...I dont want to step anywhere on your dirty cum...'
'Sure devi...' Kamesh sends happy emojis...
'And if I dont come...dont start investigating and bothering me...understood...?'
'yes...' Kamesh starts wearing his clothes and cleaning the shop and computer screen.
Kavya quickly deletes all his photos and all her photos too. She wears her nighty and cleans the bed. It has become a chore to clean it two times. Once to clean her husbands' cum and twice to clean her own juices. Its already 3PM and she has to start preparing the dinner now itself if she has to go out in the evening. Kavya decides to meet Kamesh and starts preparing the dinner. Naughty thoughts fill her mind as Kamesh starts dreaming up about how he must lure this sex goddess into his lap. As the time hits 4PM, Kavya finishes her cooking.
She freshens up and opens her wardrobe. She quickly takes out a decent saree as she is just going out and not to flash outdoors. But she is still going to Kamesh's place making her think to do something slutty. She skips wearing a panty and wears the saree. Being a dark colored saree, it is impossible to make out anything under the saree and under the lehenga. She applies kajal to her eyes and gets ready like a traditional house wife. Kamesh also sees the time and starts sending off customers as she would come at any time. Kavya gets ready and looks herself in the mirror.
Sometimes an innocent traditional wife, sometimes a slutty model...Kavya smiles at her developing dual sexuality and heads out at the right time. She locks the door and takes a deep breath hiding both her fear and excitement. She breathes one more time and descends the floor. She glances at Ramulu and feels bad for scaring him off. 'I'll give him a big treat the next time, she thinks to herself and moves towards Kamesh Mobile Store.
Kavya walks out of her building wearing a dark pink saree with a purple blouse. As she walks on road, she can feel the eyes of men preying on every part of her body. The smooth fabric of the saree gliding in and out her asscrack making her feel more sensual. She starts wiggling her ass more as she walks so that the saree keeps moving in and out of her asscrack. Men, both old and young with eyes fixed on her ass as she walks. Kavya soon starts walking fast reaching Kamesh Mobile Store. The lane of the store doesn't have much traffic on normal days and as it is a non-market day, its deserted. Kavya soon looks around and paces into the store. Kamesh repairing an old mobile gets startled. But soon his eyes turn wide with surprise. He throws away the phone and welcomes her inside. Kavya looks around doubtfully and looks again at Kamesh. Kamesh soon pulls out a chair for her to sit. He goes out and peeks outside. Finding everything clear, he steps inside and pulls down the shutter. The room darkens quick making Kavya jump out of her chair.
'Where are the lights?' Kavya asks displeased.
'one minute...devi...you please sit...' Kamesh tells her and switches on the light. Kavya, with kajal below her eyes and lips lightly rubbed with lipstick, truly looked like Kaamdevi to him.
'Now tell me quick why did you call me?' Kavya demands. Kamesh gets quizzed by the authoritative tone and looks around mumbling.
'Hahaha...you are such an idiot...' Kavya smiles and looks around the shop.
'From how many years did you have this shop...it looks quite old already...'
'6 years this June' Kamesh replies with pride. Kavya puts a 'great job' expression.
'Actually, i thought of marrying soon after i bought this shop...but somehow i lost interest in marriage...' Kamesh tells.
'No wonder...no one is ready to marrry...they will run away the moment you show them this old shop...' Kavya laughs...
Kamesh acts shy. They soon become silent. Kavya waits for Kamesh to speak up but he too sits quiet. Kavya extends both her hands towards Kamesh...
'Touch fast...i have to go home...' she tells looking at the floor.
Kamesh is surprised but isn't late to take the invitation...he holds both her palms softly and rubs her skin...Kavya withdraws slightly but extends back. Kamesh soon starts to rub both her hands and brings them close to his face...he flips her hands and rubs all over his face with his palms. Kavya, still looking at the floor.
'Devi...you are the best gift god has sent me in my lonely life...' Kamesh tells with a heavy voice...Kavya still looking down. Taking the silence as a YES, Kamesh starts rubbing her wrist slowly towards her arms. He starts playing with his hands...Soon, he gets a dirty idea...
'Devi...Can i touch your feet...' Kamesh pushes the chair aside and sits near her feet...Kavya feels puzzled but she stays silent. Even she is confused to decide the boundaries and is just deciding on her sensual intuition. If anything feels overboard or vulgar, she can always leave.
'Devi...' Kamesh extends his hands towards her legs... Kavya too slides them towards him. In a swift move, he pulls them soft towards his lap making Kavya slip a little from the chair. She looks angry at Kamesh who is now busy staring at her beautiful legs. Kavya repositions herself to relax in the chair and throws her head on the head rest looking at the ceiling. Kamesh rubs on her toenails with his fingers. He observes the beautiful toenails, neatly cut.
'You don't like nailpolish...devi...?'
'No...I don't want to make myself look fancy...' Kavya replies looking at the ceiling...
'True...you don't need anything but your natural body...and your natural scent too...' Kamesh says bending down to smell her legs. Kavya twitches but relaxes again. Kamesh removes both her sandals with medium heels and puts them aside carefully. He holds both her legs in both his hands and starts rubbing his face on her legs. Kavya glances a peek. She suddenly feels a sense of authority. An authority that came with her sexuality. To keep men at her mercy by just being herself seductive self.
Kamesh soon starts planting kisses all over legs...Kavya withdraws her toes quick. Kamesh looks at her with pleading eyes. Kavya relaxes back into the chair, this time closing her eyes. Seeing this as a signal, Kamesh soon starts planting wet kisses all over her legs. Kavya moans slightly. He starts to suck her toes one after the other making her feet wet with saliva. As Kavya drowns in the pleasure of toe sucking, Kamesh tries to slide his hand into her saree slowly. He starts to rub little by little upwards on her leg.
'NOOOO' Kavya screams loud as he reaches her knee...and brushes off his hand. Kamesh doesnt respond but hits back with dozens of wet kisses on her feet. Seeing her eyes still closed, he slides forward putting her legs totally on his lap. Soon, Kamesh starts to rub her legs on his dick. Kavya's heartbeat fastens but she keeps her eyes still closed. She feels Kamesh's dick growing bigger everytime her toe touches it. Kamesh starts to rub her legs on him faster. He rubs his dick with her left feet and starts sucking her right toe. Kavya again starts to moan. Kamesh unzips his pant. Kavya listens to the sound of the zipper. She is going to see a stranger mans dick for the first time after marriage. She pretends to close her eyes but starts watching from the corner of her eye.
Kamesh unzips his pant and underwear totally, sitting naked near her feet.
'I know you're seeing...' Kamesh smiles and kisses her feet with great lust.
Kavya opens her eyes and stares serious at Kamesh. She then turns her gaze towards his dick and gives it a serious look. Kamesh takes the chance and puts her toe directly on his balls massaging them. Kavya acts as if she is withdrawing, but Kamesh pulls her in without any force. Kavya remembers Kamesh asking her to hit him in his balls. Without any intimation, she hits him softly on his balls.
'You want to hit them hard...' Kamesh asks...
'You wont get pain...?'
'Once would be okay i think...'
Kavya hits him hard in balls without a second doubt and laughs sarcastic. Kamesh feels a sharp pain in his balls that disappears in a few seconds. But Kamesh acts as if he is hit hard.
'You hit me first, now you pleasure me...' Kamesh says in pain. Kavya looks puzzled...
'Give me a foot job...' Kamesh tells her pulling both her legs onto his dick...
'No way...you only said to hit you...and thats why i'm here...' Kavya tries to withdraw her legs...
'Devi...please...you punish me first, but won't you pleasure me...?' Kamesh says and doesn't wait for an answer. He grabs both her legs and places his dick in the spot between her feet. He slowly starts to jerk them up and down. Kavya becomes enthusiastic seeing this new method of handjob. Kamesh leaves her feet and signals her to move them up and down. Kavya slides down a little bit from the chair and holds to the arm rest. With a little force, she starts to lift her feet up and down emulating a real footjob. Kamesh moans and bends back putting his hands on the floor. Kavya too gets into rhythm. She starts jerking it faster and faster hitting his balls every now and then. Kamesh and Kavya both look at each other and smile like horny teenagers. Soon, Kamesh starts moaning loud. Kavya increases the pace and he ejaculates all over her feet and his thighs. Kavya starts rubbing his dick until it becomes limp and slowly withdraws her legs rubbing on his thighs.
Kavya introspects herself and she feels no guilt. Her heart doesn't feel heavy, she don't want to cry or she want to wallow in self guilt. She still has Manoj in the back of her mind, but its not stopping her to enjoy the moment. She relaxes. Even though she anticipated a little sexual encounter when she headed out, it was nothing frightening like she imagined. She even went panty less, but the touch on her legs made her uncomfortable. But a foot job, pleasing someone sexually with just her hands and legs. Maybe it was ok. As Kavya drowns into thoughts, Kamesh picks his underwear and starts rubbing her legs clean. He starts to kiss her feet again muttering thank you. Kavya sees the clock. Its been already 40 minutes since she has come. She has to head back home. She puts her hand into Kamesh's hair softly and pushes him back.
'I have to go now Kamesh...open the shutter...' Kavya says in a low tone.
'So...soon devi?'
'You know what's my status...you have to understand...'
'Sorry...devi...just two minutes...let me dress up...' Kamesh says handing her a water bottle. He dresses up quick and rearranges all chairs in their places. He goes to the shutter and opens a little bit. He peeks out and notices no body. He quickly pulls up the shutter to see Kavya waiting right behind him.
'Bubye...' Kavya tells and paces across him fast onto the road. Kamesh looks at her as she walks seductively on the road. Clouds of shy in his face and heart. Kavya soon mixes into the crowd and Kamesh returns back into the shop. He bends and kisses the chair where she put her ass.
Kavya's heart soon starts to get normal, as she moves away from the shop. But she senses something suspicious as soon as she got out. Kavya starts to peek back as she walks. She sees a man in white dhoti following her. 'Is it Ramulu? That bastard is still following me? Did he see me exit the shop?' Kavya starts to get anxious and looks back. Her heart stops as she sees Ramulu following her with a wicked smile on his face. Kavya turns and starts pacing fast. But soon Ramulu outpaces her. He keeps glancing towards Kavya waving his hand. It is evident that he wants her to follow him quietly. Kavya starts sweating. Everything was going so well...in maybe 10 minutes she will reach her home. But there he is, the old bastard still following her from the day of flashing. Kavya decides to settle down with this guy. She can tolerate Kamesh and but she can't be a slave to a labour who sees her as a piece of flesh as opposed to Kamesh who at least has a love angle to him. But what if he demands sexual things? What if he wants to enter my house? What if he tells my husband?
Kavya forgets everything and subconsciously follows Ramulu into the same slum she left the last time. The same lanes, the same people and the same looks. Kavya knew that he is taking her to the abandoned buildings lane. The last time she was there, she barely escaped. Is he thinking me as a call girl or something. Even at the cost of a sexual misbehaviour, I have to warn him. I can't have the burden of someone trying to get control of me, Kavya thinks to herself. She soons finds herself leaving the slum and entering the abandoned lane. There are kids playing at a distance but no one around. What kind of a place is this, she thinks to herself. She soon listens a whistle from Ramulu who is standing at the same spot the last time. Kavya takes a deep breath and walks confidently towards Ramulu.
'How many times do i have to tell you...?' Kavya raises her tone.
'Shut up now...! I have seen you get inside Kamesh's shutter. That lonely bugger, has become a sweetheart now I see...' Ramulu laughs sarcastic. Kavya's heart sinks. He indeed saw her. It is not just a follow up, it is a blackmail now.
'So what...are you going to blackmail me now...? or maybe you also want to get inside the shutter with me? Huhhhh?' Kavya raises her voice. Ramulu didn't expect Kavya to fight back. He has to come to the point directly.
'See ma'm, I really dont want any of that...I know i come from the slums. I also know where you stay. I don't want anything to get serious. You are having fun...but you see...such a beautiful women like you...brings out the bad guy in me...soooo...'
'So?' Kavya raises her eyebrows...
'Do something for me...and I'll keep my mouth shut for life. I will also not follow you...and you will not see me again...'
'Noo...' Kavya snaps back...
'Are you sure ma'm? Because Manoj sir would be arriving from office anytime soon...he wont be happy to see his goddess of a wife hook up with an ugly mobile dumbo.'
Kavya's heart sinks again as she listens her husbands name. She lowers her tone. This idiot indeed knows everything and wants to blackmail me. What could be that favour. Will he ask me to have sex with him. I will confess to manoj if it comes down to that. Kavya again spirals into her thoughts...
'How do you know my husbands name...?' she mutters in a low voice.
'We are the daily wage workers of this colony...you thought we don't know where someone lives or not...a nerdy software engineer and his young charming wife, moved to the neighborhood recently, gets milk every morning from Bunty, Gets paper from Seenu. The husband, hard working, lives day and night to feed his wife and his wife, the charming Mrs. Kavya, feeding her sexual desires all day long...' Ramulu smiles wickedly signalling her to come closer.
Kavya has come to the verge of her tears. She takes a step back.
'I said to come closer, here, now...' Ramulu raises his voice. Kavya starts to walk towards him. Ramulu starts to walk into a 3 feet narrow lane of one of the buildings. Kavya follows holding her tears. Ramulu stops at the dead end. Kavya sees a bunch of used condoms all over the floor.
'Don't worry...nobody will come here in the morning...its our mini brothel for the slum. You want to hear the request now?'
Kavya nods holding back her tears.
'I'll untie my dhoti. I don't know what you will do...But I want to cum hard...like a jet spray...the biggest orgasm i had in my life. Maybe you'll use your hands, your mouth, your pussy, your ass...its up to you...but make me cum like a hungry horse...and all of this while I hug you tight... you understand...' Ramulu stares into her eyes and eventually onto her body.
Kavya thinks to herself. She has given Manoj handjob many times. She is experienced to do that. But hugging...even Kamesh didn't do that till now...but its ok...its only once. Kavya nods and Ramulu whistles loud. He unties his dhoti without any underwear. His long worked up legs with years of labour work is all Kavya can see with her head down.
'Look into my eyes and hug me' Ramulu kicks off his dhoti...
Kavya takes a deep breath and walks towards Ramulu. A faint smell of whiskey and coal on him. Kavya positions herself into the narrow lane placing her hands on him. The narrow lane is filled up now. Ramulu takes the opportunity and slides his hands slowly onto her waist. His rough hands on her waist suddenly made her gag. But she keeps firm and allows him. He holds her full waist and pulls her tighter.
'Now start...' he whispers in her ear.
Kavya glances to whatever she can see and all she sees is a dense bush of pubes. She slowly lifts up her hand and feels his limp dick in his hands. It's a little bigger than Manoj and Kamesh's sizes. She holds it firm and starts to wiggle it weak.
'No...you are not doing it right...I don't see the fire in your touch...' Ramulu rubs his hands over her naked waist. Kavya stares straight into Ramulu's eyes and spits saliva onto her hands. She starts rubbing her saliva all over his dick. She does that again. Ramulu lets out a loud moan and pulls her closer. Kavya starts to begin slow long strokes as it gets hard. Ramulu tries to push his hands inside her saree pallu towards her ass. Kavya keeps pushing him off. He tries and she pushes him off again. Ramulu takes her left hand and places it straight on his hairy ass. He signals her to start groping and rubbing it off. Kavya looks at him in disgust but tries to push off his hand when tries to slide inside her saree.
'The more you resist, the less i will be turned on. The less i will be turned on, the slower I cum. The slower I cum, the late you'll reach home. Do you understand...so stop controlling me and start making me feel horny. Feel horny yourself too, because i don't cum from an angry woman...'
Kavya stares at Ramulu and places her hand on his ass. Ramulu smiles. Kavya rests her head on his shoulder and closes her eyes. She really has to feel horny now or it isn't going to happen. She lets all her inhibitions down. She starts rubbing his ass and groping it hard. Ramulu starts to let out moans. Kavya spits again on the cock directly and starts stroking it fast. Meanwhile, Ramulu starts to slide his hands slowly into her saree. Seeing her not resist, he uses force and pushes his both hands inside. He starts to feel her ass from the lehenga.
'What a heavenly ass...' Ramulu says as he starts groping it hard. Kavya starts to stroke his dick fast. It has become its full size now. Its longer than all the dicks she has seen in real life. Her hands felt little while holding the cock as her fingers didn't even clutch his dick in full circle. Ramulu then starts lifting her lehenga up but Kavya panicks.
'Don't worry, i'm pulling it inside from the saree...your heavenly ass won't be on display for the air...start cupping my balls...' Ramulu says and starts pulling her lehenga quick. Kavya moves her hand down and finds his balls. She starts cupping them hard milking them. Ramulu spreads his legs a little more. Kavya gropes his full balls rubbing from the bottom to the tip of his penis. Ramulu takes her hand and places inside his asscrack. Kavya starts to rub along his hairy asscrack from the top to cupping balls repeating the motion. Ramulu has lifted up the whole lehenga now. He rubs her ass slowly all over. The touch sends shivers into Kavya's spine. Never ever, has a stranger man touched her on her ass, that too naked ass. But its not the time to think all that. Kavya spits into her left hand too and starts rubbing his asshole. Ramulu goes into high heaven. He gropes her ass very hard lifting her up from the ground. He places her down and starts to spread her ass crack. Cold air is touching her asshole now. Ramulu pulls one of his hands outside and spits on his fingers. He then pushes the fingers on Kavya's asshole making her moan.
'Now...thats how a wild bitch is turned on...' Ramulu says rubbing her asshole in circles.
Kavya reciprocates the same and starts to stroke his dick wildly fast. She tries to remember all the techniques from porn she saw. She withdraws both her hands at once and pulls up Ramulu's banyan to his neck. She then starts sucking his nipples as she strokes his dick fast. Ramulu hungs back his head as the wet tongue moved all over his chest. He starts inserting his finger in her asshole as he moves closer to orgasm. Kavya senses his hand grip tightening and his body getting stiff like a statue. This means he is reaching his orgasm. Ramulu inserts half of his finger into her ass but Kavya doesn't want to moan out of pleasure. She spits on her hand and starts stroking his dick. She sucks her middle finger and starts to rub around his asshole. She wets his nipples and starts licking fast all over his chest. Ramulu too senses that he is reaching his orgasm. He steadies himself and pushes his full finger inside Kavya's ass making her moan loud. As they both pleasure each other, Ramulu whispers in her ears.
'You know why everyone knows about you...you know why everyone looks at you like that...you know why people of the slum stare at you everytime you walk their lanes...its not because you are new here...or you are beautiful...or you wear nice clothes...its because all the hungry men of slum want to fuck your ass...and your mouth...and your pussy...this beautiful ass (fingering her asshole fast) is the reason they aren't sleeping at nights and keep roaming around your house to catch a glimpse of you...they all want to gangbang you...right here in this abandoned building...'
Kavya listening to the slow dirty whispers about the fantasies on her, gets into a real dirty mood and starts moaning. Ramulu too reaches climax and starts to hug her tighter planting kisses on her shoulders and fingering her ass. In a loud moan, Ramulu shoots his cum into her hand but he doesn't stop fingering. As all of his cum empties out, Kavya reaches her first anal climax and experiences a never before tingling within her. The sensation of her ass expanding and getting finger fucked left her restless. She rests on his shoulders for a quick second but realises what has happened. As Ramulu pleasured her asshole, she gave him the most dirtiest handjob ever. What if he lied all the time...what if he uses this excuse to use me again. Kavya regains her senses. As Ramulu starts to feel ecstatic, Kavya cups his balls hard and crushes them with her cum laden hands. Ramulu gasps and looks at her frightened.
'Now look here, you dirty pervert. We had a deal, and the deal is finished. But if you act smart and try to get back to me again, I promise, I'll see the end of yours in the police station, even at the expense of my divorce. I want to life to be peaceful, and you are one hell of a bugger. Now as you promised, You will not follow me, You will not talk about me and You will not blackmail me. Is it understood?' Kavya tells Ramulu as she crushes his balls completely.
'Yes...I understand...' Ramulu says, his hands now out of her saree trying to get rid of her clutch. She slowly releases his balls and rubs off whatever cum she had on her hand to his banyan. She moves out of the narrow lane and turns back towards Ramulu.
'SSLLAAAAPPPPP' she hits a big slap on Ramulu's face. Call me 'Ma'm' and don't ever give me that cheap look. Kavya adjusts her saree and gets out of the building. She looks around and place is the same as it was. She quickly paces towards her home and takes the slum route. The milk man, the paper man and all other hungry fantasy men staring at her. But this time, Kavya stares back at them, with double anger until all of them tilt down their heads. Kavya walks out of the slum and reaches her home. The pleasure from her asshole slowly turning to sharp pain.
This is the first time, Kavya has learnt about serious consequences about sexcapades. As she hits the shower, she thinks about everything that happened today. A sweet date turned into a forceful orgasm. But she is neither shameful, nor pleasured. Kavya tries to keep her mind balanced. She wants to talk to her husband Manoj. Not about her sexcapades, but about her growing sexuality. She wanted to be more free, more explicit and more sexual. But she can't ask anyone all these questions. Her husband Manoj is the only sense of sanity she has in all these subjects.
She even thinks what would happen if Manoj knew...! Maybe he won't react...Maybe he will...Even if he does...should i lose my sexuality. Kavya doesn't think so...she will continue to be a seductress following where her wild orgasms will take her. But she has to be careful. She has to be intelligent. She has to be a Kaamdevi, but only behind closed walls.
