Dear reader, my name is Sonal. I am a housewife.
I am very beautiful. My skin is a warm, blooming wheat tone, my height is five feet seven inches, and my figure is exactly like a heroine’s.
Today I am going to tell you how I spent a night with a man who was not my husband, and what that experience felt like.
My husband Rakesh is a manager in an insurance company. We had been married for about a year. We love each other very much.
This happened about a year ago. One evening Rakesh came home looking very happy.
I asked him what had happened, why he was so happy.
He said yes, he had closed a big deal that day. March had started and the work pressure was heavy. He had not hit a single target, but a fifty-lakh policy was about to be done. That would complete his target and bring a fat commission.
He was very happy.
I did not understand much of it, but he was happy, so I was happy too.
At night we both ate and went to sleep.
Then his boss called on Rakesh’s phone.
Rakesh had to go to the head office for a meeting the next day, so he gave me an address and said, “Jaanu, please go there tomorrow morning. He is a big doctor. For the fifty-lakh deal I told you about, you only have to collect the cheque. He has called for tomorrow morning. The boss has put me in an urgent meeting, so I will not be able to go.”
I said yes, and we both slept.
Rakesh left early in the morning.
I also started getting ready to collect the insurance premium cheque from the doctor.
I reached there quickly.
There was a big crowd, which meant he was a very big doctor.
Patients were waiting in numbers.
I waited a little, and later I went into his cabin.
I said Rakesh ji had sent me, and that I was his wife Sonal.
The doctor’s name was Harsh.
He must have been around forty. He was quite fit, and he looked smart.
Looking at him, I do not know why, but I felt quite good too.
The moment he saw me, he kept staring. He was taking in my whole body.
I was wearing a red saree, and I was trying to understand why he was looking at me like that.
I said to the doctor, “Hello, sir, what happened?”
He said, “Nothing.”
Then, smiling, he said, “You are very beautiful.”
I also smiled and said, “Thanks.”
His eyes were almost searching my whole body.
I was liking it a lot.
I asked for the cheque, and he said yes, he would give it, what was the hurry. He still had some work left and was busy, so I should come tomorrow.
I nodded and came home from there.
When I told Rakesh, he got angry, because this was a big deal.
In the evening Rakesh went to the doctor.
The moment he came back from the doctor’s place, he looked badly troubled.
I asked what had happened.
But Rakesh said nothing.
The next day he came home from the office after drinking, and he started crying.
I asked what had happened.
Rakesh said nothing had worked for him that month, and maybe the company would throw him out from the next month.
I calmed him and said he should settle down, and what had happened with that doctor.
He said, “That bastard is a real bastard. I made a mistake by sending you there. He liked you a lot, and he is ready to give the cheque, but in return he wants to spend one night with you.”
Hearing that, I went into shock.
Rakesh was under heavy tension, because he was the one who earned everything. Our flat loan was also running. If his job went, how would anything work.
I calmed him and said crying like this would do nothing. Something would have to be done.
He said he could not understand anything.
And the day passed like that.
The month was about to end, and Rakesh had not closed a single deal.
The office was putting heavy pressure on him. I could not bear to watch it.
Every night he was drinking. I did not like any of it.
I could not understand what to do.
I thought if I had sex with the doctor, what of mine would wear out.
Then that doctor’s smile started creating a strange restlessness inside me.
After thinking it all through, I made up my mind to get fucked by the doctor.
That same night I pulled Rakesh into my arms and said he should not take tension. If he wanted, I was ready to spend the night with that doctor.
Rakesh just kept looking at me.
He said, “I never want to do this, Sonal. But right now I cannot see any other way either. I could not even bring myself to say it to you.”
I said, “Do not think so much. I can do everything for you. You say yes to that bastard.”
The next morning Rakesh went to the doctor.
In the afternoon his call came, and he said the doctor was coming to the house that night. I should rest in the afternoon, because I would have to stay awake at night.
I was scared, and I was excited too, wondering what it would be like to get fucked by another man for the first time, and how it would happen.
Rakesh came home early in the evening. It was six. I was standing in the kitchen washing the tea utensils when I heard the gate open outside. My heart started pounding at once. Rakesh’s voice came from outside, then he came in and, without much talk, moved toward the room.
Then a girl came to the house and said, “Doctor sahib has sent me to prepare you.”
I wondered what kind of preparation she meant. She had a big black bag in her hand, and she was smiling a little. I opened the door wider and let her in. She came with me to the sitting room and put the bag on the table.
Then I took her to my bedroom. The curtains were half closed, and a sheet was spread on the bed. I shut the door. The air inside felt warm, and my breathing had gone a little fast.
She said she was a nurse at the doctor’s place and also did beauty-parlour work. She opened the bag and took out scissors, a razor, cream, and a small bottle of warm water. Then she said, “Mem, take your clothes off. The preparation has to be finished.”
I hesitated, then took off the saree and blouse. I slipped the petticoat down too. She sat me on the edge of the bed, put cream on my arms, and started cleaning the hair with care. The blade felt cold, and every time the skin pulled there was a light shiver. She did the same on my legs. Going above the knees, her fingers touched the inner part of my thighs.
She removed the hair from my arms, legs, and cunt and made me completely smooth. She put foam above my cunt, then ran the razor slowly. With every stroke the skin went bare. When she was cleaning along both lips, her finger kept passing near my wet slit. I bit my lips. She cleaned my face completely too. She rubbed cream on my cheeks, wiped it with cotton, and cleaned my brows. She left my hair open. My long hair scattered over my shoulders and started giving a cool feeling down my back.
While she was doing all this, water started dripping from my cunt. The slit of my now-smooth cunt had opened and was shining, and thick, warm juice was seeping from inside and making small drops on the bedsheet. My breaths had gone short, and my nipples had hardened and stood up on their own.
Seeing my wet cunt, the nurse said, “Arre mem, you have already gone hot. At least wait till night.”
I felt shy. My face went warm, and I covered my cunt with both hands. She laughed lightly and handed me a towel.
Then we ate. I put the saree back on and went to the kitchen to serve roti and vegetables. Rakesh ate quietly. The nurse sat in front of me and kept looking at me and smiling. My thighs still felt smooth, and every time I moved my legs I remembered the wetness in my cunt.
It was close to ten. The tick of the clock in the sitting room could be heard clearly. The lane outside was quiet.
She said, “Doctor sir will be here any moment.”
She took something from the bag and said I should wear it. I looked and saw the packet said babydoll honeymoon wear. The packet was red, and soft cloth was folded inside.
I put it on. It was a red nightie. The thin cloth stuck to my body. It was fully open at the top, and more than half of my breasts were showing through it. Both tits were peeking out from the edges of the cloth, and the nipples rubbed the fabric and went harder. Below, it ended a little under my waist. The hem of the nightie stopped just below the waist, so my smooth thighs and the upper part of my cunt were clearly visible.
There was a small bra with it too. She put that on my tits as well, so my breasts lifted and both breasts came close together. The thin band of the bra pressed under my chest, and both breasts rose with a deep cleavage between them. I stood in front of the mirror and let out a breath. The cloth was so thin that the colour of the skin inside was showing through.
She did a little more makeup. She put nail polish on me, lipstick and the rest, and got me ready to be fucked. Red nail polish was shining on my fingers. Thick red lipstick was put on my lips, and kohl was drawn in my eyes. There was light blush on my cheeks. Every time the brush moved on my cheek, my eyelids trembled.
When I looked in the mirror, I looked exactly like a heroine, very beautiful and sexy. Open hair, raised tits, a short red nightie, and shining lips. Below, the slight swell of my smooth cunt was showing under the cloth. I turned and looked at myself and bit my lips.
She said, “Now I am going. Do not get scared, mem. Doctor sir is very good. He likes a sexy look like this, that is why he told me to do all this. He will do everything with a lot of love. He has fucked me with love many times too. It is a lot of fun with him.”
Saying that, she left.
By talking about her own fucking, the nurse had excited me even more. After she left, a light smell of perfume and cream stayed in the room. I stood in front of the mirror and lightly stroked my smooth thighs. The red nightie had slipped below my waist, and hot juice started seeping from my cunt slit again. My nipples were hard inside the bra and rubbing the cloth.
I came outside. The light in the sitting room was dim, and Rakesh was sitting on the sofa turning his phone. My bare feet stopped in front of him with a soft sound on the floor.
When Rakesh saw me, he said, “Arre wah, you are looking very beautiful. That doctor is going to have a good time today.”
I started smiling. The red lipstick on my lips stretched more at his words. I pulled the edge of the nightie a little down with both hands, but my tits still stayed half open at the top.
Within ten minutes the doorbell rang. The sound was loud and clear. My stomach tightened at once, and there was a light clench inside my cunt.
I was still in the bedroom. The curtains were closed, and a sheet was spread on the bed. I sat on the edge and kept putting my smooth hands in my lap again and again.
Rakesh opened the door. A light sound from the lane came in from outside, then the sound of the door closing.
He had come. The soft sound of shoes was moving from the sitting room toward the bedroom. My breath started coming in stops.
As soon as he arrived, he gave Rakesh a bottle of liquor and said, “Here, enjoy.”
Rakesh said nothing, and he brought the doctor into the bedroom. The doctor was tall, the buttons of his shirt were closed up to the top, and there was a light smell of cologne on him. He stopped at the door and started staring at me from top to bottom.
Seeing me, the doctor said at once, “Wah, what an item you are looking like. Today is going to be a lot of fun.”
Rakesh said to him, “Sir, please do not give her too much trouble. I am going, you enjoy.”
The doctor said, “Arre, do not take tension. Your wife is just like my wife. If you have any tension, I will keep the door open. If you want, you can watch us doing everything.”
Rakesh said nothing and left. His back turned toward the sitting room, and the sound of his feet went soft and disappeared.
The doctor really had kept the door open. The door panel was not fully shut, and a thin line of sitting-room light was coming in from outside.
I did not want Rakesh to see all this. My cheeks went hot, and I pressed the hem of the nightie onto my thighs with both hands. Even then the upper part of my smooth cunt was showing under the cloth.
Anyway, I did not pay too much attention, because my fucking was going to happen either way. My heart was pounding hard, and the juice already gathered between my thighs started spreading more.
The doctor took off his shirt and came and sat near me. There was light hair on his chest, and his skin felt warm. He sat so close that his thigh touched my bare thigh.
He said, “It feels like some houri from heaven has come down today. What is your name?”
I said, “Sonal.”
He said, “Wah, a very good name. You are my Sona.”
He laid me down and started kissing me on the lips, and from above he started squeezing my tits. His lips pressed on my red-lipstick lips, and his hot breath hit my nose. From above, his palm was kneading both raised breasts over the nightie. My nipples were hard between his fingers and poking.
Then I saw that Rakesh had also come into the room with the liquor and sat right there on the chair. The liquor was moving in the glass, and his eyes were fixed straight on the bed. The door was still half open.
I felt shame doing all this in front of him. I turned my face to one side, but the doctor’s hands were not leaving my chest. My thighs clenched on their own, and the juice already gathered inside my cunt went hotter.
The doctor took the babydoll dress off my body, and I was left in bra and panty. He slid the thin red nightie toward my head and threw it to one side. Cool air hit my smooth skin, and my breasts stayed raised in the small bra. The panty was already wet and stuck to my cunt slit.
He started squeezing my tits hard over the bra itself. Both palms were gripping the breasts over the cloth, and with every press the flesh swelled outward.
It hurt a little, so I said, “A little slower.”
Rakesh also said, “Sir, do it a little slower.”
Then the doctor took my bra off, and with one hand he started squeezing my breast hard. He took the other breast in his mouth and sucked it. The moment the bra hook opened, both breasts went heavy and shifted toward my sides. He filled his fist with the left breast and squeezed, and took the right nipple in his lips and pulled. His hot tongue was circling the nipple, and the sound of sucking could be heard clearly in the room.
“Wah, what lovely tits you have.”
For many minutes he kept doing the same. Ants had started crawling in my cunt. Sometimes he filled his mouth with one breast, sometimes he kneaded the other with his fingers. My nipples swelled and started shining, and my waist started lifting lightly on the bed. So much juice had filled inside the panty that it started spreading to my thighs.
Then he took my panty off and put one finger inside my cunt. The wet cloth slid to my ankles, and my smooth, open cunt came in front of him. The middle finger slipped into the slit and hit the hot, tight walls inside.
I let out a soft moan.
He started moving his finger in and out of my cunt. Every time it went in there was a wet sound, and when it came out thick juice shone on the finger. My knees spread a little on their own, and my breaths went short.
“Wah, what lovely goods you are. Your hole is absolutely tight. Today is going to be a lot of fun.”
When he pulled his finger out of my cunt, it was completely wet. Sticky, clear juice was hanging on the finger and shining in the light.
Smiling, he said, “Look, Rakesh, how your wife’s cunt is leaking. Do not take tension, today she is also going to have a lot of fun.”
I was in a bad state from shame. I covered my face with one hand and tried to close the other thigh, but the doctor had hold of my knee. I could not lift my eyes toward Rakesh.
Rakesh also said nothing. The glass stayed in his hand, and he kept watching quietly.
Then the doctor spread my legs and put his mouth on my cunt and started licking it. Both knees rested on his shoulders. Hot breath fell on the slit first, then a wide tongue moved from bottom to top. He took the lips in his mouth and sucked, and the salty-sweet wet layer of juice got on his tongue.
He started putting his tongue inside. It felt very good to me, and it tickled too. The tip of his tongue pressed on the mouth of the hole and pushed in, and the walls inside clenched around it. My fingers gripped the sheet, and a light spasm started inside my stomach.
I said, “Aah, sir, go slow.”
But he kept licking my cunt in his own mood. His hot tongue kept separating the lips and going inside, and the wet sound of juice kept coming from his lips. My waist was lifting lightly off the bed, and my thighs were trembling on his shoulders.
After licking my cunt to his fill, he said, “Come on, now you take my clothes off.”
I took his pants off. I opened the belt, opened the button, and slid the zipper down. The pants slipped to his knees. The heat inside was hitting my hands, and along with his cologne a light smell of sweat was also in the room.
Inside the underwear his stiff cock looked absolutely big. The cloth was stretched in front and making a bulge, and a wet spot had already formed at the tip. I looked at it for a moment, then caught the waist elastic with both hands.
When I took his underwear off, his cock was standing straight, fully rigid and thick. The underwear fell to his ankles, and the thick, hot cock swung in front of my face and stood up. Veins were raised all the way up, and the head was swollen and shining. A little sticky juice was already leaking from his slit.
I was stunned seeing that cock, and I started thinking I did not know what would happen now. The girth felt more than my fist, and looking at the length, fear and heat ran together inside my stomach. Rakesh was sitting on the chair watching all this, so the shame got sharper.
He brought the cock near my mouth and gestured. The hot head touched my lips, and the juice on it got on my lipstick. His fingers caught in my open hair.
I understood that I had to suck his cock. I opened my lips a little and licked the head once with my tongue. The salty taste spread in my mouth.
I also took the cock in my mouth and started sucking. First I took only the head in, then slowly slid more inside. My lips tightened on his thickness, and my tongue started moving on the vein underneath. With every suck there was a wet sound, and my spit started shining on the cock. After some time I held the root with my hand and moved my mouth back and forth. My cheeks were pulling in, and my breath was running fast through my nose.
After sucking the cock for a few minutes, he said, “Come on, I cannot control it now. Now I have to take the pleasure of your cunt.”
He laid me down, spread my legs, and climbed on me. My back hit the sheet, and his hands opened both knees more. His heavy body covered me, and his rigid cock pressed between my wet thighs. The hair on his chest was rubbing my breasts.
He set the head of his cock in the folds of my cunt and said, “Sona, you are ready, no?”
I said nothing, and right after that he gave one thrust. The thick head split the wet slit and pushed in. The tight walls stretched at once, and a hot, full pressure went up to my stomach. My fingers dug into his arms.
I screamed at once, “Aai, I am dead.”
He stopped and, kissing my cheek, said, “Sona darling, nothing will happen, bear it a little.”
His lips stayed on my hot cheek, and his breath was falling on my neck. The cock filled inside did not move. I had hold of his arms with both hands, and my breath was coming out in pieces.
When I lifted a little and looked, half of the doctor’s cock was in my cunt. The rest of the thick part was shining outside, and it was coated with wet juice up to the root. My folds were stretched around him and had gone lightly red.
For one minute he sucked my breasts and stroked my body. His hot mouth stayed on one nipple, and his tongue kept licking it slowly. The other hand moved from my waist to my thigh. His palm kept stroking the smooth skin in stops, and the kisses came from cheek to lips. Slowly my locked thighs started loosening.
The moment I settled, he thrust again. His waist moved forward, and the rest of the cock went in with one pressure. The root pressed against my folds, and a deep, full stretch went inside my stomach.
It hurt me more. The walls inside clenched hard, and I dug my nails into his back. I shut my eyes, and my lips started trembling.
I understood that the whole cock had gone in now. I was saying, “Aanh, aai, aai, it is hurting.” The voice was coming out broken, and my breath was stuck in my chest.
The doctor stopped a little, and I settled. He stayed still with his hand on my forehead. Inside, the cock was hot and hard and full, but now it was not moving. After a few breaths the spasm in my stomach went lighter.
He started moving the cock in and out slowly. First he pulled only a little out, then filled it in slowly. Every time the wet walls stretched with him and clenched back. The pace was short and controlled.
My pain had also reduced a lot now. With the stretch, heat started spreading inside, and my cunt started tightening on his cock on its own. The juice between my thighs increased.
Now he was slowly raising the speed. The jerk of his waist was getting longer, and every time he came in, the root started hitting my folds. The bed started shaking lightly.
It had started feeling good to me too. In place of pain, the pleasure of the rub inside was coming, and my nipples went hard again. I opened my legs a little more around his waist.
Within five minutes he started fucking me hard, and on my own I started taking deep moans. His waist was rising and falling fast, and with every thrust my breasts were shaking. Sound was coming from my mouth without stop.
The bedroom started echoing with my aah aah. Broken moans of “Aah, aah, sir” were hitting the walls, and my breaths were moving in the same rhythm.
My tight cunt was also leaking a lot of juice. Thick juice had climbed his cock and spread to the root, and the join of my thighs was getting wet.
As the cock went in, there was a slop slop slop, fach fach sound. With every thrust the wet, sticky sound could be heard clearly, and the walls of my cunt were clenching him and letting go.
Rakesh was quietly drinking and watching all this. The glass was going to his lips, and his eyes were not leaving the bed.
I do not know what he must have been thinking. I looked toward him once, then shut my eyes from shame. The doctor’s body was swinging over me, and his waist was not stopping.
The doctor’s speed kept rising. The thrusts had become deep and continuous. His stomach was hitting my smooth cunt again and again, and the creak of the bed had gone loud.
Hearing my moans, maybe he was getting more heat. With every “aah” his grip on my waist tightened more, and the next thrust landed deeper than the last.
As the doctor’s speed rose, my aa aa sound rose, and I started getting a lot of pleasure. His thighs were hitting my spread thighs again and again, and with every inward thrust a wave of heat ran inside my stomach. The walls of my cunt were clenching his thick cock and releasing.
For about twenty minutes he fucked me hard like that. The rhythm sometimes went fast, sometimes a little longer, but the cock did not come out of my cunt. My breasts were shaking with his every jerk, and my nipples had swollen from rubbing his chest. The sheet had bunched under my waist, and the creak of the bed was echoing in the room. Sweat was sliding between both our stomachs.
I was tired now too, and the doctor had also started groaning. My legs were trembling, and my breath was coming out broken. The jerks of his waist had gone irregular, and a pressed “aah” kept breaking from his throat.
I understood he was about to release now. His cock had gone harder and swollen inside, and the root had stayed stuck to my folds. His fingers dug into my waist.
The very next moment I felt his hot cum releasing in my cunt. He gave a deep thrust and stopped, and hot, thick streams started releasing inside. With every spurt the heat spread inside my stomach, and the walls of my cunt clenched on their own and squeezed him.
Wah, what pleasure that was. The full, hot flow was hitting inside, and my moan got pressed into his shoulder. My eyes were closed, and my whole body had gone loose.
Then the doctor, after coming, lay down on me itself and held me tight. His heavy chest was pressed on my breasts, and his breaths were falling fast on my neck. Inside, the half-soft cock was still caught in my wet cunt. His arms had gathered under my back.
After one minute he said, “Sona rani, you are very good, I have had pleasure like this for the first time today.”
When I looked, his cum was coming out of my cunt from around his cock and falling on the bed. When he shifted a little, white, thick cum seeped from the folds and made a small stream on the sheet. The inner part of my thighs had gone sticky, and the hole was lightly open and trembling.
For some time we both stayed lying like that. His breath slowed, and my hand stayed on his back. In the room there was only the clock and the light sound of Rakesh’s glass. Sweat on the smooth skin had started going cool.
Then the doctor again told me to suck his cock. He turned onto his side and sat, and brought the wet, half-drooping cock near my lips. My cunt juice and his own cum were mixed on it and shining.
I sucked the cock and made it stand. My lips tightened on his thickness, and my tongue started moving on the vein underneath. After some sucking and the grip of my hand, it went rigid in my mouth again. The head was hitting my palate, and spit had started shining to his root.
This time he put me on all fours, and my hard fucking started again. I bent on the bed on my knees and palms. He held my waist and filled his rigid cock into my wet cunt from behind in one thrust. With every jerk my breasts were hanging and swinging below, and the fach fach sound started echoing in the room again.
Through the whole night the doctor gave me a wild fucking five times in different positions. Sometimes I was riding on him, sometimes my legs were on his shoulders, and sometimes he laid me on my side and filled me from behind. Every time my cunt kept leaking, and he kept coming inside or on my stomach. Rakesh kept sipping liquor on the chair and did not take his eyes off the bed.
I also got a lot of pleasure from getting fucked by his cock. The stretch at the start had later turned into a deep rub, and in every position his thickness was filling the walls inside in a different way.
By morning I was very tired. It was six. The doctor’s appetite was full now too. Light from outside was coming in through the curtains. My thighs were sticky, and my cunt was lightly swollen and trembling.
The doctor said to me, “Rani, you had fun, no?”
Shyly, I nodded yes. No voice came out. My cheeks were hot, and I was covering my bare body with the sheet.
He put his clothes on, took the cheque from his pocket, gave it to Rakesh, and said, “Truly, you have got a lovely wife. I have had pleasure like this for the first time.”
Rakesh said nothing. The cheque stayed in his hand, and he just stood with his head lowered.
The doctor said to me, “We need a nurse in our hospital. If you want, you can join.”
I said nothing. My eyes stayed on the sheet, and I bit my lips.
He left. After the sound of the door closing, the room went completely quiet. His smell and the wet sheet were left on the bed.
I could not meet Rakesh’s eyes, because I knew I had also been lost in pleasure while getting fucked by another man. In front of his eyes, my moans and open legs were coming back in memory and increasing the shame.
Then I took Rakesh in my arms and started crying, and said, “Please forgive me, I was doing all this to give him pleasure so that we would get the cheque from him.”
Rakesh also held me tight and said, “Yes, all right, jaanu, thank you.”
Then many days later I joined the hospital at the doctor’s place, because every month there was some problem or other in Rakesh’s job. I started doing ward duty in a white uniform, and the doctor’s eyes stopped on me in every round.
I had also started liking the doctor’s cock. Its thickness and the pace that lasted a long time had started staying in my body’s memory.
By now the doctor had become crazy for me. After duty he would make an excuse, call me inside, shut the door, and put his hand under my uniform.
Once a week he comes to my house itself and fucks me all night. I also get a lot of pleasure from getting fucked by his cock.
Along with that, the doctor keeps giving me a very high salary, gifts, and everything. Cash comes in an envelope, sometimes a saree, sometimes perfume, and sometimes jewellery. The hot grip of his hand and the fucking that goes on for a long time have now become what I wait for in the week. His smell stays on the bed, and in the morning a light sweet ache between my thighs keeps reminding me.
Rakesh also has no problem with this money night, because I have started earning so much that all our needs have started getting met. The rent started getting paid on time, Rakesh’s old tension went lighter, and things in the house also started increasing. On those nights he now goes out, or sits in the other room with liquor.
Next month guests of doctor sahib are coming from America, and he has told me to take care of all of them. In the hospital cabin, in a low voice, the doctor said the guests were his old companions and I would have to see to their full arrangements. While talking, his fingers had rested on my waist.
The doctor has told them about me, and all of them also want to take their pleasure from me. Their laughter had been heard on the phone, and the doctor told me they had already gone hot after seeing my picture. My cunt clenched on its own at that talk, and along with fear the same old excitement came back.
In the next story I will tell you about that too.
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