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Someone is waiting to LOVE YOU...
[ Continued from Part 2 ]
/// Please read all 3 Parts to enjoy this story ///
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“Beena, lift your left leg” I told her.
When she did so, I held her raised leg below the thigh with my right hand. Now she stood on her right leg only holding my body with her hands for support and balance. This provided ample room between her thighs. Then I drove my penis into her cunt and fucked her vigorously. It could have been very funny for any person to observe from outside. Our nude bodies and fucking would have given a sizzling picture similar to two dolls, of a man and lady, doing ballroom dancing inside a glass container. We enjoyed fucking this way for about two minutes.
However, she was feeling discomfort to keep the leg raised for long while I too felt pain holding her heavy leg with my right hand. So, she lowered her leg and we resumed fucking in earlier standing position.
Later, both of us crouched to push our genitals forward in violent thrusts. This went on for almost three minutes when finally she hugged me keeping my dick inside her and slumped. I knew she reached climax. I accelerated and soon I too attained orgasm. I found my cock milk flowing to the base of the Jacuzzi and disappearing mingled with the water.
I had a tough time carrying her out of the Jacuzzi after closing the water jets. She appeared almost fainted. I made her lay on the marble floor outside and wiped her hairs and body with a big bath-towel to dry up. Then I wiped my body too.
I tried to lift her keeping her upper body on my shoulders. But she seemed to have gained enormous weight suddenly. There was no way, so I nearly dragged her out of the bathroom and on to the bed with her face down. I sat by her side panting a little.
After a while, I turned to look at her the way she laid. My stare was focused on her big buttocks and asses. I felt my phallus made an instant stir due to an unknown reason. I knew it was not because I wanted to do sodomy but inexplicable just like that. I was fascinated to look at the deep, dark line of valley in between her asses, almost like her cleavage. I spanked on her buttocks with my open right hand. Then I kept my right palm straight in vertical way and slid it into the gulf. I moved it along, the way one cuts a big cucumber with a broad knife. There was no response from her. Out of sheer nonsense, I replaced my hand with my tongue. My tongue slipped into the valley like a hot knife cuts through a lump of cheese. I made sure not to touch her anus with my tongue. Still she remained motionless. I was confused to see my dick erected, not seeing her pussy but her asses.
I brought my penis and slid it into the valley. No, I was not trying to penetrate her anus but making thrusts in between her asses only. I knew I was getting some pleasures doing it. When I did so for a minute, she stirred, turned her head to look at me. Then she looked at what I did.
“Jai, do you want to fuck my anus?” she asked.
“Not exactly” I said.
“Your reply is vague” she paused and went on “No problem if you wanted. Actually, I had never tried it before. But now since you made thrusts into my asses, I am beginning to get a desire to experiment it” she said.
“Look, my case is same as yours. But, no, I had no intention to practice sodomy” I replied.
“Let us see if we want to do it later” said she.
She got up and sat with me. She caught my penis and fondled with her right hand.
“Jai, you look a little tired. I am not different either. I think we can help ourselves with a hot drink, say a steaming coffee. What do you say?” she asked.
“Wonderful idea” I agreed.
“Come with me. I shall make it” she got up and pulled me by my hand.
“Should not we put some clothes on us?” I enquired.
“No need and nothing to worry at all. Rather, we would enjoy moving around inside this big house freely in nude” she opined.
We got out of the room, hand in hand, and descended the stairs down to the ground floor. When we reached the basement, she raised her free left hand as well as lifted my left hand holding it with her right one. Then she took circular motions as if doing ballroom dancing. I emulated her. I was not a good dancer nor was she. We danced together for a couple of minutes. Then she released my hand and began to run around on the big floor of the drawing room as if the ghost from the hell was after her. It was a real beauty to watch her run in nude with her big boobs and buttocks jiggling and swaying. She enjoyed in her own way while I enjoyed watching her.
Later, she led me to her kitchen. It was big, spacious with all modern kitchen-wares and appliances matching to a wealthy owner. Standing in front of the gas burner, she started making coffee. I stood behind her and slid my cock between her asses.
“Jai, you are really naughty and making me horny again” she complained lovingly the way a newly wed bride told to her husband.
“Not my fault. Your nude body was capable to make a dead old man come alive and behave naughty” I replied.
She liked my comment and giggled.
While she made coffee, I caught her boobs from behind, squeezed them as well as thrust my erect penis in the valley of her asses. She turned her head over her left shoulder and kissed me softly.
Sitting on the sofas in the drawing room, we sipped the coffee. She took the two empty cups to the kitchen, washed and kept them back on the rack.
“Why should I leave something for the servant to guess tomorrow morning to wonder how and why the two cups, with a little coffee left in them, remained on the centre table of the drawing room when there was nothing there the previous night” she explained. I admired her for being intelligent, prudent and provident.
We walked to the staircase to return to the bedroom and took two steps on it. She was just one step ahead of me when suddenly an idea crystallized in my mind.
“Darling, bend forward like a semi-circle and climb the stairs very slowly on your toes and palms” I told her.
“What the great idea?” she enquired smilingly.
“See for yourself” I said grinning.
She did as I told her. When she bent forward, I inserted my cock between her asses. I held her buttocks with my hands for support. She liked my idea very much. We slowly ascended while I ass-fucked her with every step.
“Oh Jai, you are simply superb and fantastic with such novel, sexy ideas in your brain” she admired.
I entered the bedroom first and she joined me three minute later. In fact, she came running. I had no idea what she had done during this time. Closing the door, she sat with me on the bed, panting heavily as if she had seen a demon.
“What’s wrong with you?” I asked a little nervously.
Instead of answering, she pulled me by my hand towards the bedroom window, still breathing heavily.
She pushed away the curtain and opened the window two inches only, just sufficient to see through. “Look over there on the terrace of the bungalow left to the one opposite the road” she muttered.
I looked through the narrow gap to where she had told and pointed her finger. I could not find anything except pitch darkness.
“There is nothing over there to see” I said looking at her.
“Watch carefully” she said.
It took nearly a minute’s intent watching when I suddenly seem to have seen silhouettes of two objects, three feet above the parapet, that too when they moved a little. When my eyes accustomed with the darkness, I could realize those were two persons, one tall and the other a smaller.
“Yes, I think I saw two persons over there. May be the persons were getting breeze. What’s so great about it?” I asked her inquisitively.
“You do not know anything, fool. They are getting breeze. They are fucking” she said, a little excitedly.
Since she had told so, I looked more intently and I knew soon she was right. They were possibly fucking in doggy style.
“So, okay, they are fucking out in the open. What is so special about it since we too do it but inside here” I asked her.
“Plenty” she said with a victorious face and continued “The tall one is the bitch who had objected to my being elected as President of the Ladies Club humiliating me for not knowing English”
“Okay. Now you are reasonably proficient in English. Show that to her” I retorted.
“But now I have more to show her. It is my turn to hit her back with power-punch. You know who is the man with whom she is fucking? He is her driver. Her husband is out for few days. So, she is making hay while the sun shines” she told triumphantly.
“Hey, Beena, but you are doing the same thing here with me, aren’t you?” I asked.
“Right. But I have a score to settle with her. How dare the slut fucks out in the open as if the world did not exist” She paused to take her breath and went on “You know we are family friends. Her husband is a good friend of my hubby. But it is not same with ladies. There is a cold war between her and me. Now, it is my turn to take revenge on her”
“And, how do you wish to do it?” I asked.
“Tomorrow morning I will call on her mobile phone and will tell her I had seen all of her games with the driver out on her terrace this night. Don’t call it blackmail, but I will make the slut bent on her knees in front of me begging for mercy” she said gleefully.
“Okay, okay, do that. All the best for you” I wished her
“I wish I could get the bitch and the bastard clicked to get a photograph in their fucking position” she said.
“You can’t do so in the night” I said. Closing the window and pulling her back to the bed I said “And, there are better things for you to do than clicking them”
“What sweet idea in the great sex-scientist’s brain of yours got next?” she enquired laughingly.
As asked by me, she again bent forward like a bow supported on the bed with her legs and hands.
“Oh, you want to fuck me like a dog?” she asked happily.
“Exactly” I replied.
“I love it too” she responded.
I examined her posture. My mouth turned dry to watch her pussy pulsating a little. I pulled her buttocks and rammed my mouth into her pussy. Soon, I was licking it feverishly.
“Jai, kill me sucking me this way” she pleaded.
So, I went on licking her for several minutes. Often I turned my head looking upward and licked. Once I bit the pussy lips merrily. But she didn’t complain.
I stopped my licking because I did not want her to climax soon. Rather I wanted her to reach orgasm while I fucked her in doggy style.
I stood up. Taking my tool in my right hand, I approached her from behind. When I touched its head on her juicy opening, it smoothly slid in. I smiled to note that repeated ploughs have made her pussy hole and canal easily accessible now. So, I started my fucking again! I thrust forward sending my cock deep inside her in quick succession. I knew from her loud moans she was enjoying the doggy style the best of all. My case was not different. With each thrust forward with a massive heave, I too moaned loudly. I fucked her in the same position for nearly four minutes. Then I adjusted my standing position further ahead. Now I had almost mounted on her back. I resumed my fucking with renewed strength. My fucking was almost similar to the way one pumped air into the cycle tyre using a vertical air-pump. After a minute, I felt burning sensation inside my cock as if the outer skin had peeled off. The pain and burn increased with every consecutive thrust as if my cock was smeared with red-chili powder.
“Jai, my pussy is in fire. It is hot, unbearably hot inside”. I knew she too felt so when she said this. I knew too it was because of our repeated lovemaking coupled with the nature of her tight pussy making close friction between our genitals.
Suddenly I remembered her having said to me not to be soft with her. This prompted me to collect her hairs together in my left hand. Then I pulled it strongly while I made forward thrusts. It pained her alright, perhaps intolerably, as she yelled in pain very loudly enough to shake the whole bungalow. Though I did not want to feel pity, yet I had sympathy for her.
“Darling, should I go soft?” I asked.
“No, you beast! Be rough and tough with me, to the maximum extent you can go. Stab me mercilessly, you rotten beast! Kill me! Bleed me. Let me die. Let it be my last night. May be this my last fucking. But don’t stop. I would like to see you leave my cunt like a big canal, a canal flowing with blood …” she yelled in repeated explosions.
She was badmouthing me, but I did not mind. I had known some ladies used dirty languages while in the cornucopia of extreme sexual pleasures. It was spontaneous. That was the way they enjoyed it.
I continued fucking her vigorously like riding a horse, the reins being her hairs. Her curses became blurred now. Then I caught her left hanging boob with my left hand and squeezed it while I fucked her pulling her hairs with my right hand.
This went on for another couple of minutes when it happened suddenly turning my blood ice-cold and running several shivers down my spine!
I had just made a thrust into her, burying my penis up to its hilt inside her pussy. As I was pulling it out, I felt I heard a faint rap on the bedroom door. At first I thought I had just imagined so. I knew she had not heard the sound as she was busy cursing me and moaning out of pains and pleasures. I made another eight thrusts or so when I distinctly heard the rap sound again! I stopped fucking abruptly and remained attentive and alert for a few seconds. Nothing happened. There was total silence as she too ceased to curse and moan as I was not fucking her. For a minute, I thought the sound had not come from the door but from the air-conditioner which possibly made a snag and consequent sounds while still working. As I took a deep breath of relief and was about to make a thrust with my cock, the rap sounded again. This time the sound was unmistakable and I was dead sure the sound came from the bedroom door. My body became paralysed and I felt the blood circulation stopped abruptly. In the reflex action out of shock and panic, my cock slipped out of her pussy. She had also heard the sound and she was looking at my face.
I looked at the wall-clock. It showed the time was ten minutes to two.
“Beena, I have heard a rap on the door” I muttered as if I was telling a secret to her standing among a crowd.
“I too have heard it” she replied.
“Who could be knocking on the door at this hour?” I asked in a voice not more than a murmur. She did not reply, rather she could not guess either.
Both of us looked carefully at the door in the faint blue light of the bedroom lamp. It was at this time I had the greatest shock I ever had in my life so far. It was as if the lightening had fallen on my head! I felt I was going to faint soon seeing the bedroom door was not bolted from inside but had only been merely shut or closed by Beena when she entered the room after me, after our taking coffee!
Fear and panic were rapidly spreading through my nerves and gripping my body. I did not bother to notice my penis shrunk abruptly. My lust and libido had vanished in no time! Who could be standing outside? One of her servants? Not likely. It must be Trivedi, her husband. He must have suspected her much before. He must have reasons to believe she had not been faithful to him. He must have wanted to trap her. That could be the reason why he had requested me to teach her English. He must have believed she would get cosy with me leading to an illicit affair soon. That must be the reason why he was never present in the house when I taught her. He must have fooled us by laying a trap into which I walked. And he tricked us claiming to go abroad. He must have been holed up somewhere and spied on us. May be he engaged a private detective, who shadowed us and provided information to him that we were going to be together this night. Trivedi must have remained hidden himself somewhere in the bungalow earlier. Or, may be he sneaked into through some ways later, to apprehend us red-handed committing adultery, inside his bedroom. He must be looking for foolproof evidence for divorce. If Beena had acted like an intelligent killer not to leave any clue to the murder, difficult even for a Sherlock Holmes to find or prove, then Trivedi worked more smatter like a James Bond to outwit her! I cursed myself to have agreed to fuck her. I wished if I have had nothing to do with her. I imagined my life was coming to an end and I was going to drop dead any moment. The room no more smelt sex; it was replaced with the gruesome smell of death and blood.
But soon one thought that came to my end seemed to console me. If Trivedi had wanted a divorce, he was not likely to publicize his wife’s illicit relationship with me! That would break out a scandal. If it was going to affect me, it would affect his reputation too, no matter he was innocent!
However, another thought made me go numb. Filing a divorce suit and legal proceedings could not be kept secret. Suppose, Trivedi confided the whole incident to his dearest friend who was my boss! Then I was finished! I won’t be able to face my boss in the wake of the treachery I committed to Trivedi even though I was seduced by his wife. He would hate me like a live wasp entered into his rectum.
But why Trivedi was not opening the door when it was not bolted from inside? May be, he didn’t know the door was not locked from inside. May be, he wanted to enjoy sadistic pleasures of torturing us mentally. May be he wanted to see us rattled like two rats trapped inside a cage! He knew there was no escape route for us from this room. He was taking his own time to go for the kill. Come to think of it, was he carrying a gun in his hand to shoot us instantly as we appeared? He could do it in a fit of rage! I honestly wished such a situation did not come even to my enemies.
Just at that moment, a funny thought flashed through my mind. It was just a little time ago we had seen her friend fucking with the driver on her terrace. And, Beena had wanted to blackmail her to settle score with her. Now Beena herself was in deep danger! What a sudden turn of events and back luck!
I told Beena about what I felt about the knock on the door. I cursed her for forgetting to bolt the door when she had entered last. She had retaliated spitting venom at me for panicking as it did not matter at all if the door was bolted or not. She was right. My brain was not working.
But I was quick to notice there was no trace of fear or panic on her face which should have reflected on the face of a lady committing adultery! Strange indeed! May be she was emboldened and prepared herself for the eventuality!
She needed to answer and open the door now and quickly.
“Hide inside the bathroom. Quick!” she ordered me.
In the panic, instead of the bathroom, I dashed towards the adjacent small room from where she had brought the ice-cubes earlier when she had fixed her drink of whisky. It was a small room, fully in dark. I could not see anything. I closed the door but could not locate the bolt. I moved ahead in the darkness and collided with a heavy metallic object, almost of my height. It pained me, may be I was hurt somewhere on my body. I touched it and knew it was a double-door refrigerator. Then I edged back to the door. I kept it opened by a few millimeters, peered to outside to watch what she was doing.
She had gone to her wardrobe. I saw her taking a nightie from inside and wearing it from over her head. Then she moved to the door walking carefully as if the floor was made of egg-shells.
“Who is there outside?” she demanded almost like a bark.
There was no response from outside. The eerie silence prevailed again. I became aware all hairs on my body were standing erect. A shiver ran down my spine.
“Who the hell is outside?” she barked once again and I saw her opening the door in a jerk before she could complete what she had said.
I was expecting the voice of Trivedi like a thunder or most expectedly, the sound of a heavy slap. But I heard nothing. Slowly I peered through the gap of the door. I could not see anything outside. Was Trivedi hiding to create more suspense or terror?
It was when I heard a sound of talk; I shifted my eyes to look at a lower level just outside the door.
Standing outside the room, muttering something and rubbing the eyes with the back of his hands, was her little son. He looked still in his deep sleep than awoke.
I released a long sigh of relief loud enough to be heard by the duo. I saw her looking beyond her son and at the two sides to make sure there was no other person.
“What happened, Beta?” I heard her asking the boy in a voice mixed with affection and relief.
I saw the child entering the bedroom forcibly though she was trying to stop him.
“What happened to you?” she repeated the question as she followed him to the bed.
“I saw a wild dream. A ghost was coming to kill me” he muttered.
The boy sat on the bed and I saw her watching him. “Oh Beta, you have wetted your clothes” she paused and went on “Didn’t I ask you before not to watch those horror movies?”
“Sorry Mummy” the boy apologized. She removed his nightwear, wet due to urination.
“But I will sleep with you only now, Please Mummy…let me sleep here” he said as if pleading or persisting.
“No Beta, good boys never sleep with their mothers” I heard her saying to find a way to drive him back to his room and bed.
“No Mummy, please..please..let me sleep with you tonight only. I am so much scared and frightened. I can’t sleep alone…please Mummy..” he went on requesting her.
I think the deep affection of a mother inside her heart prevailed over her extreme lust for sex with her paramour. A sacred bondage no force can break! I watched her laying him on the side of the bed.
“Look Beta, you have to sleep quickly” she said and added as if remembered of something “And, I think there is some problem with our air-conditioner. If you hear any odd sounds, don’t weak up to look around. There is nothing to worry. I am sleeping with you. Okay?” I had to congratulate and salute her for her brains! She meant she wanted me to sleep with her to start the unfinished job or even more.
“Okay Mummy and thank you” the boy said and gave a kiss on her right cheek. He lay on his side but not facing her. She took two blankets from an almirah and spread one over him up to his neck. She kept the other blanket at one side of the bed. Lying behind beside him, she patted his back prompting him to sleep faster. Once she looked over her shoulder towards the room where I hid in, but could not see me.
I waited behind the door impatiently for almost twenty minutes. Then she made some movements and sounds purposely to make sure he was in deep sleep. Without looking towards me, she moved her right hand beckoning me to come to her. So, I finally joined her again! She signaled me to lie beside her without making sounds. So I did so. She took the other blanket and spread it over our bodies.
“Jai, now start from where you had left” she muttered to me.
My Goodness! This slut was still hot! Not that I had wanted to leave. But what surprised me was she did not even mention a word how we had a miraculous escape from an imminent impending disaster, probably death too!
I could not finish my thought because she had already lifted and raised her left leg high with the blanket. I knew she wanted me to insert my penis into her cunt from behind and fuck. So, I tried to penetrate her slowly. But I could not succeed as I could not locate her hole with the blanket on us. Lastly, she caught my dick from behind and guided it into her. I was amused to find it took a little trouble to penetrate as her hole seemed suddenly contracted. I guessed the juices inside her tunnel had dried up losing the lubrication. Slowly I accomplished the full penetration and began to fuck mildly. Yet, sometimes her body moved a little to the front whenever I fucked her shaking her son a little. Once she looked over her shoulder and smiled at me “Is it not a unique fucking experience, darling?” she asked me in a voice not more than a murmur.
“Sure” I replied affirmatively and I really meant that.
“Have you ever fucked a lady when her son was lying beside her in bed – even your wife when your child was with her?” she asked.
“Not exactly” I paused and continued “Once I had fucked a lady with a baby only a few months old. Interestingly, I fucked her in doggy style while she was bending over, breastfeeding the baby”
“Oh, that sounds great” she envied and added “Jai, I think my cunt had dried up. I am not getting the pleasures similar to when you fucked me before. Will you suck the cunt for some time so that the juices flow and lubricate?”
“Sure, my pleasure darling” I replied and moved down on the bed. It was difficult for me to suck her pussy while she lay on her side. The blanket over us compounded the problem. I told her so.
Looking at her son, she slowly shifted to lay on her back and removed the blanket. Spreading her legs and thighs, she invited me “Come on, have your pudding”
I did not waste a second as my mouth covered her sweet pussy instantly. I licked all over it feverishly several times.
‘Hmmmm…’ she was trying to suppress her moan.
She opened her pussy lips with her hands for my benefit. I shot my tongue into the hole probing and exploring inside. Often, she unmindfully lifted her middle and arched the body in extreme pleasures. After three minutes or so, the juices began to secrete and flow. She knew it and stopped my sucking.
“Jai, I will attain orgasm if you continued sucking. Then we won’t be able to fuck for almost half-an-hour. So fuck me now” she asked me.
As I was about to lay behind her again, she stopped me.
“Wait, Jai. I want to emulate the lady you had just mentioned to have fucked while she was breastfeeding her baby. I know it would be deadly but I want to enjoy the fun mixed with great risk and danger” she said.
“My Goodness! Are you sure you know what you are saying?” I asked her.
“Yes, sure. I am in my senses. What is the fun in fucking if there was no adventure in it?” she replied and came out of the bed beckoning me to follow her.
She stood on floor facing the cot and her son. She took the nightie out of her body through the head and kept it on the floor. Then she carefully bent forward, over the child, keeping her hands on the bed at the other side of his son’s body. She separated her legs as maximum as she could.
“Come on, enter me from behind and fuck” she muttered.
I looked at her as if she was the most fantastic creature on two legs I had ever seen. Her hanging breasts were almost touching the boy.
She looked from her side and said smilingly “Hey, what are you thinking? Come, fuck me soon”
So, I tried to penetrate her. At that time, one drop of her juice dripped to the floor. I guided my missile directed to the tunnel and fired. ‘Plickkk…’ it went inside. However, its entry pushed her a little. She was quick to regain her position without making any sound. I caught and held her buttocks tightly with my hands, to prevent any forward movement of her body than to keep my own balance. Then I started to fuck her vigorously. My cock worked like the piston of a steam engine running at high speed, going in and coming out of her pussy repeatedly. It was a unique experience I enjoyed. I fucked while my mind was engaged in another thought!
There was probably nothing a person would hesitate to do when lust and libido go into the head. Sex was a type of hunger. This lady did not spare a thought to indulge in it when her own child was sleeping few inches away. She was prepared to risk breaking all hell loose. But then some ladies were enterprising. Men were not different as I stood fucking her, risking my own life and reputation. A few minutes earlier, we were petrified with fear when we heard the sound of rap on the door. We would have been finished if it was Trivedi outside.
If she wanted to be adventurous and took risks, I just imagined what would happen if the boy suddenly opened his eyes! It would take few minutes for him to know what he saw. Rather, the small kid might not at all understand what we did. But he would be as much capable to tell his father that he had witnessed his mother and her tutor in nude, in the bedroom at midnight when his father was abroad. If Trivedi prodded further, he could as well describe that the tutor had mounted on her from her back, making thrusts with the organ the kid knew for his age was for urination, into a place on her body between her thighs that Trivedi can understand. No teacher had ever taught a lady student, both in nude. It was not Biology, to be precise a lesson on human reproduction, for the tutor to give practical demonstration even if the student wanted it. Beena was stupid and unwise not to realize that if a leaf fell on a thorn or vice versa, the result and consequence would have been the same.
“Jai, what is happening to you? Are you tired? You are going slowly. Fuck me hard” she interrupted my thoughts.
So, I accelerated my fucking further with more violent thrusts. I had a desire to squeeze her hanging boobs. But I did not do so because I had to hold her buttocks for her balancing. I think we fucked for another four minutes or so. As I was beginning to wonder when she would attain her climax, it happened again! Rather, what I had hoped and feared might be going to happen would not happen, but of course it did. And this time, it came more shocking to us! For a brief second, I realized there was a limit for anything – even if it was about luck or for taking risks. I knew for sure this time our luck ran out suddenly!
I had just made a thrust forward taking care her body did not touch the child. Suddenly, both of us remained paralysed to see the boy was directly looking at us! Both of us saw his wide open eyes as he watched us intently. There was no mistake about it, as we could clearly see it in the dim blue light of the bedroom lamp. I cursed not to have switched if off particularly when we were fucking with the child on bed! At least, the boy could not have seen anything in the dark!
Both of us remained standstill like two statues. She stood still bending over the boy while my penis remained buried inside her pussy. We did not know what to do; rather we were at our wits’ end!
Looking at the boy’s eyes, suddenly a feeling crept into my mind. I muttered to her not to make any move. She obeyed.
I had been looking directly into his eyes for almost fifteen seconds now! And, I realized a strange fact that he had not shut his eyelids even once during this period. Nor was there any change of expression on his face!
I shifted my body to the left without taking my penis out of her pussy. While she watched, I released my right hand from her buttock, brought it just in front of his eyes and waved. To my pleasant surprise and delight, the boy did not shut his eyes! I repeated two more times but the result was the same.
I withdrew my cock from her pussy, took two steps backward pulling her too.
I released a long sigh of relief to see his stare was still fixed at the same point where he had looked. She too noticed it.
“Shit! He is still in his deep sleep though his eyes are open” I muttered to her.
“Yeah. What a relief!” she said and released a long breath.
I moved forward to the child. I slowly placed my right palm over his eyes, touched it delicately and rubbed it once softly.
“Oh..I was correct” I told her seeing now the eyes of the child remained closed.
“Let us not commit this mistake again. Come here” she pulled me by hand realizing the extreme danger she had risked. She went to the table opposite of which we usually sat for taking tuition. I carefully pushed it to touch the wall.
“Jai, let us fuck standing here. If something happens, you can quickly rush to the nearby store room” she told.
More than anything, what amused me was her keenness to fuck again after nearly sticking our neck out to impending disasters.
“Hey, my dick had shrunk. Suck it a little to make it erect again” I told her.
She sat on the floor quickly and took the head of my sagged penis inside her mouth. I enjoyed her blowjob for another two minutes or so. I took it out from her mouth when it was fully erect.
She bent forward and laid her upper body on the table keeping the legs widely separated on the floor. I approached her from behind. There was no difficulty to shoot my tool in.
“Darling, let us make it fast. I want to complete and attain my unfinished orgasm. So, fuck me as vigorous as you can. Remember what I had told you earlier, no need to be soft” she reminded me.
“That suits me too” I replied.
So, I started to fuck her again in the same doggy position. In fact, both of us were disappointed with two interruptions earlier in the same position. Ditto to what she had told, I began fucking her savagely. However, after another three minutes, both of us felt the same burning sensation returned. I felt my cock smeared with red-chili powder whereas she felt her pussy was on fire. There was no room for complacency so I rammed with my penis hitting her uterus like a bulldozer. She reciprocated by thrusting her pussy backward whenever I made a forward thrust. I could hear her faint moans now being suppressed as her son was lying on the bed. I cursed her in my mind for not reaching climax fast as I felt the foreskin on my penis was peeling off. I was alarmed when I shot a glance at the union of our genitals. I could see a trickle of blood from her cunt. I was not sure if it originated from my penis or from her cunt or from both. And, I did not bother to find out either.
After another two minutes, I thanked my stars when she released a fierce moan and slumped on the table obviously reaching her climax. Soon, I accelerated and offloaded my milk filling her canal. The milk oozed out and fell to the floor making small puddles. I was amused to see a big drop of juice stuck to her pussy lip and extending down like a thread, just like a long thin line of ice in the deep-freezer in the refrigerator. I noticed it was slightly reddish in colour. I observed my penis and made sure there was no injury. The bleeding was from her cunt, alright.
I did not want to give her time to come to her normal self. Rather, I shook her to wake her up. I didn’t mention about the bleeding. She brought a towel, wiped the floor clean removing the puddles of our mixed cum. Reaching the bathroom, we washed our genitals and wiped them dry.
“Jai, do you want to fuck me more?” she enquired. I replied in negative. Rather, her question was such she expected or wanted a ‘no’ answer only from me. I knew I need not have to ask the same question to her as the structure of her question indicated she did not want either.
“Jai, would you mind or misconstrue if I asked you something?” She said after looking at the wall-clock.
“Surely not, darling” I replied as I thought she would tell me to leave the house soon.
Kissing softly on my lips, she said “The time is five minutes past three now. We surely can sleep for at least a couple of hours. The servants get up much after six o’clock. So is my son. You can leave around half past five in the morning. It would be very dark outside even at that time as sun rises after half past six only….”
“What is in it for me to mind about?” I interrupted her with genuine curiosity.
“I am coming to that” she paused and continued “Will you please sleep on the bed in the room next to the adjacent one? I don’t want to take any more risks by sleeping with you in the same bed with my son. I am sorry for being discourteous and if I am hurting you talking this way but……”
I stopped her short by pulling her close to me to hug. “Darling, think nothing of it. Rather, I would have suggested the same thing even if you had wanted me to sleep with you here. I might be selfish but not senseless. Please show me the way” I said and pulled her to outside.
“Oh.. You are very loving and understanding…” she told while she overtook me to lead the way.
I guessed the adjacent room belonged to her son. We went to the third room. It was also a beautifully furnished bedroom probably for a visiting relative. She started the air-conditioner.
“I will wake you up at five. However, be on your guard to wake up if I overslept”.
“Sure. Thank you for reminding me” I replied.
She hugged and kissed me before leaving. “Thank you very much for the wonderful fucking sessions. Good night” she said.
“That makes two of us. Good night” I reciprocated.
Lying on the bed, I was amazed with her sudden reformation to be gentle and humble. I had never expected such a sudden change in her behaviour. Any way, so much so good.
I was thinking a rerun of the whole incidents that took place during last few hours in my mind. Surely some queer and peculiar happenings I had never expected to happen. Twice I had reached at a juncture which was not far off from the jaws of death!
I had thought I would not be able to sleep at all during the remaining hours. May be, I was totally exhausted – physically and mentally – for what I had gone through during the past few ours, I went to a coma sort of sleep as soon as I closed my eyes. I don’t know how long I slept.
‘Prrrrr….Prrrrr….Prrrrrrr…’
I made these sounds vibrating my lips violently out of reflex action. I had felt as if a millipede was moving along my lips, so I was trying to shake it off from there. But when I opened my eyes suddenly, I saw her face. She was kissing me!
“Thank you very much, darling, for your kiss and showing your face for me to see it as the first sight in the morning” I said.
“You are welcome, Jai” she replied.
“What is the time now?” I enquired, a little startled.
“Five minutes to five” she said and went on “Jai, before you go, can we suck each other for a few minutes?”
“Sure” I replied and asked “What about your son?”
“He is sleeping. Nothing to worry. I had bolted the door from outside” she replied.
She lay on her back pulling up her nightie. I pulled down my pants and underwear and mounted on her in reverse position. My searching mouth found her cunt and began to lick and suck it in no time. Her mouth did the same with my sleeping penis. Soon, it erected hard. May be it was for our last time, both of us were sucking each other very hard and feverishly. Interestingly, both of us moaned while sucking each other. Her pussy produced a lot of pre-cum than before. Out of extreme pleasures derived, she rubbed my whole face with her cunt often hitting with it. My tongue was hitting her hole and inside in the dual purpose of sucking and tongue-fucking. And, she was sucking my penis so hard as if to take out my soul through it.
Within five minutes, both of us exploded pumping our liquids into each other’s mouths. And both of us drank it too.
We sat on the bed, side by side, not caring to wash off our mouths.
“Jai, in another few minutes, you would be leaving me for good. You would never show your face to me again. This thought breaks my heart and bleeds. It really hurts me. How I wish if you had a different principle” she really sounded sentimental and emotional.
Running my fingers on her hairs, I consoled “I can understand how you feel about it. Life is like that. Please take it easy”.
I adjusted my clothes and she did hers.
“Come on, Jai, let us have a coffee together before you go” she said and pulled me to outside.
We did not talk while we sipped hot coffee sitting on the sofas in the drawing room. The electronic clock in the room showed the time was twenty minutes past five. It was pitch dark outside. I placed the empty cup on the centre table and stood up. She extended her right hand and I shook it in a gesture of goodbye.
“Goodbye darling. Wish you all the best” she said. Was her throat heavy and choked? I didn’t know.
“Wish you the same and Goodbye” I said. Then I turned and walked to the door. I did not look back even when I walked through the carriageway to the gate and went through it to the road outside. I could hear faint talks of some elderly people ahead of me, mostly the morning walkers. I walked about fifty meters and waived to a passing cab.
Sitting on the backseat of the cab I thought, as usual: ‘Different people have defined life in different ways. But most of their versions including of some philosophers were the products of their feelings than imaginations according to the circumstances they were in at that time. But one definition of an unknown person had remained stuck to my mind always. He had claimed life was like or could be compared to an onion. You peel off leaf after leaf of an onion. You remove the last leaf only to find there was nothing left inside. Then you suddenly realize the fact that every leaf you threw peeled off was the onion itself. Life is exactly like that. Most of the people try to discover the life forgetting the plain truth that every passing day was the life itself. In other words, they forget to live their lives! If Trivedi and Beena had realized this truth, perhaps I would not have been returning home this early morning spending the previous night with her! There might be many missing links, several unanswered questions – but, to them, nothing should have been above their own lives. But then, some people are never tired of chasing a mirage! A truth, but at least a naked truth!
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