My Life as a Cuckold's Wife Ch. 07

The thrill of unprecedented and unexpectedly sensual fucking which I had received from Vicky was filling my heart and also every pore of my body, which had been loved like, never before. My nighty was completely drenched in my perspiration which was oozing from all over.

The sex-dew which had got frozen in all of my body, over the years, had suddenly melted with the heat and friction of Vicky's fucking of my cunt and was flowing out from wherever it could. I was feeling feather light and my delight was coming out in the form of my happy tears out of my eyes, just like the unstoppable cunt juices, which were also experiencing free flow.

I had compromised with my marital, moral and religious integrity and expected myself to feel guilty for doing so, but I couldn't help it that I was feeling like celebrating my infidelity. Undoubtedly and thankfully it was also at my Cuckold husband Shantanu's request that I had done so, but eventually and honestly it was purely my own decision and there was no denying the fact, that I had fucked Vicky for my own selfish reasons. By now, I was sure that I would have let Vicky fuck me even if Shantanu didn't have his fetish for 'Cuckolded-Cream Pies'.

It was Vicky and Vicky only who had made me consider and finally accept Shantanu's pleadings, because it was a certainty that I wouldn't have given into the temptation of extra marital fucking for anyone other than Vicky.

I was grateful and happy that Vicky had already fucked me, as without tasting the sweet and delicious sex with him, I would have died, knowing only mediocre sex, that I had experienced with Shantanu. Vicky's magnificent cock and his techniques of using it to satisfy his partner were unmatched, and I was feeling fortunate to have been that partner.

I was realising as to who I really was, the nymphomaniac, who had been sleeping in my sex-starved body had suddenly woken up from her slumber and wanted to enjoy life, as if it was nobody's business. I had the licence to fuck and I had already happily given my love Vicky a special pass to use that license. My cunt didn't anymore belong to husband Shantanu, it didn't even belong to me, my new sweetheart, Vicky was the new owner.

I was least bothered that I had committed to this new sexual relationship which would redefine my character and morality. I had become the insatiable nymph who was prepared to go on tasting the new flavours of sex, that were expected to be served by expert chef Vicky.

After being fucked by Vicky, my cunt had suddenly become the biggest source of my happiness in life. When I looked into the mirror, I was suddenly looking much younger, after fucking our nineteen year old servant, who was in the last of his 'teens' but nevertheless still a teen, I was suddenly feeling as if l was younger than him. I couldn't recognise the girl like lady, who had a divine glow on her face and body.

There was no going back now, and I didn't also want to go back, under any circumstances. I had understood the importance of sex in life after experiencing the extraordinary sex that Vicky had so lovingly given me. My body wanted to be loved with my lover's hands, lips, tongue and above all his cock. I had lost all my inhibitions, aversions and repulsions and was ready to offer myself for the dirtiest sex, with Vicky, if he wanted it from me. I didn't matter to myself anymore, I just wanted to please Vicky in whatever way I possibly could, because I was more than confident that he would love me both, sexually as well as emotionally, like I had never been loved before.

I just wanted to move forward in this relationship, irrespective of the fact that it was threatening to take different proportions, it was evident that it was more than just sex between Vicky and me, and though I would be ever ready to fuck Vicky but I wasn't ready to give a 'fuck' about my relationship with Shantanu, he wanted to use me for his pleasure and I wanted to use him for mine. I was now mentally prepared to give everything to my darling Vicky, my body was hungry for whatever it could get and give in the newly found sexual world.

Our fucking had been an unintended competition which Vicky had won hands-down, while keeping his cock-up. The fucking had answered many questions, without being asked, these were the worries that I had been contemplating about for past many days. Vicky's extraordinary capabilities had clearly established his supremacy and dominance during our lovemaking. He had satisfied me like never before and that has made me dependent on him for the pleasure that I had already become addicted to. He had made me want to surrender to him, and now I knew exactly why Shantanu wanted to surrender to me.

I wasn't just ready but wanted to be 'used' by Vicky for his pleasure. I wanted Vicky to demand and extract his pleasures from me, like I was his slave who couldn't refuse her master for anything. I wanted him to make me do things that I would otherwise find difficult or even repulsive to do. I wanted to make Vicky feel special. It was going to be a wonderful experience to serve someone, who the world considered inferior to you.

My body and soul was as ready as it could possibly be, for Vicky and his cock. I was prepared to get as dirty for Vicky, as he wanted, but I also wanted him to come forward and command me to serve him, I wanted to feel and experience his hunger for my sexy body.

While I was waiting for Vicky to assume control in our relationship, I was at least craving for some sexual disobedience from Vicky now, I had already experienced it once and it had been the most exciting thrill of my life to have been denied my orgasm by Vicky, while he was fucking me. Vicky had made me beg for that release which denial had made massive.

I had been using my power to make Shantanu cum, at will. In our sexual relationship I had clearly established dominance over Shantanu and, in retrospect, realised that it was probably the competitive streak in me that was responsible for Shantanu becoming a submissive, though it was a counter productive thing to do, but I loved to make Shantanu cum as early as possible. Without realising it, I had been doing so, to get sadistic pleasure, I was enjoying belittling Shantanu as he couldn't be the 'Alpha Male' that I needed to control me.

I had played a dominant role in my relationship with Shantanu because he hadn't been able to dominate me, and I was either going to dominate or be dominated.

As I analysed, I was pleasurably astonished with Vicky's capacity for fucking, while making me climax, he had popped my cunt like a bottle of champagne and in that process made me realise that I still had lot of sexual fizz in me.

I had already gone ahead and straightaway fucked Vicky and while I was going to continue doing so, I had some restrictions in my mind and therefore wanted to hold back certain pleasures until they were sought and demanded by Vicky. My opening up and initiating sex between us, and that was indeed a drastic step, which I had to take to encourage Vicky and let him know about my willingness for sex with him, but now I wanted him to come forward and express his lustful need for my body. These were the thoughts of my thinking mind but my cunt was speaking a different language and wanted what it wanted, my pussy had become greedy and wanted to be filled with Vicky's cock once again. The taste of Vicky's flavourful cum was still in my mouth but I was hungry for more.

Things could have been very simple between Vicky and me but I inwardly wanted my beauty and sexuality to be appreciated and that was bringing in some complexity. Vicky had demonstrated the value of denial and my cunt was still filled with the memories of that blasting climax which had made me flutter like a leaf in a storm and I wanted him also to go through the same experience.

I had therefore decided to suppress some of my inner sexual cravings, only because I wanted Vicky to tell me that he too needed me in multiple ways. I wanted him to assert his ownership over me. Little did I know that within next few minutes, I would once again surrender to my lust.

I wanted to sleep, but sleep was nowhere near me. My crazy cunt wanted more of that cock. Never in my life before I had even thought about fucking again so soon, but the just concluded and also the best ever fucking of my life, was making me want more.

I was unable to stop thinking about Vicky and my trembling hands were going on playing with my body, I wanted to satisfy myself but on the contrary was exciting myself even more. I needed more and tried to help myself with self-pleasuring. I delicately touched myself as intimately as I could, played with my boobs, nipples and cunt imagining that Vicky was doing all that, I hadn't allowed him to do or he hadn't done. My hands however were not even, near to a replacement for Vicky's magnificent cock. After having come so close to Vicky, I was finding it impossible to remain far.

After having been fucked by Vicky in his bed, I wanted him to fuck me again, but this time I wanted us to fuck in my marital bed, which I shared with Shantanu. It was a crazy thing to do but I nevertheless wanted to be loved in this bed too.

I had become a sex-addicted nymphomaniac who wanted to remove all obstacles and hindrances in the path of her sexual journey in the company of her new companion.

"Ohhhhhhhh Vickyyyyyyyy babyyyyyyyyyy why did you fucccccck meeeeeeeee sooooooooo goooooooddddd Jaanu, you have made me crazy for your cock!!! Wanna give it to me again?" I blurted out obscenities to myself, as if I was talking to Vicky.

My condition was such that Vicky would have been extremely proud to see my cock-crazy avatar. I wanted to be fucked again but knew that it would be unfair on my part to expect for it so soon, after all Vicky was only a man and not Superman, Vicky had shot a massive load of his cock-cream in my cunt to completely fill it up and I should have realised that getting a new erection may be difficult for him. However an addict doesn't understand limitations and that what I had become, my heart and cunt after shutting my brain were conspiring together.

I wanted Vicky to want and miss me, as much as I was missing him, he was understandably scared earlier and had valid reasons to keep his lust suppressed and therefore it was all right for him to hide his feelings despite having his fun with my panties while fantasising of sex with me. Being out servant he couldn't have displayed courage to express his desire for fucking me, but now he had no reason to stay away from me, as he had already fucked me and I was feeling as if he had a moral obligation to check, if I wanted to fuck again.

The craving was irritating me to no end, as I now subconsciously wanted Vicky to approach me for sex and comfort me with his cock, which I needed desperately. I had never wanted to fuck as much as I wanted Vicky to fuck me at that time, that too immediately after already being fucked by him. I hadn't been so crazy for being fucked, even when Shantanu had fucked me for the first time and taken my virginity before our marriage.

My heartbeat was chanting Vicky's name, which was echoing in the whole of my body. Fucking had never been as important as Vicky had made it for me, after giving my pussy a taste of his manly cock. I wanted to love that cock with my lips, both cunt lips as well as facial lips.

I already knew the taste of Vicky's baby making cum, but I wanted him to shoot it directly inside my mouth and make me swallow it. I wanted to offer Vicky's cock my mouth and oral sex, really bad, but unfortunately it wasn't about to happen immediately.

Finally I couldn't take it anymore and keeping aside my ego and shame, decided to myself go down again.

Shameless as I had become, I took off my skimpy bra and the translucent nighty and changed into an absolutely sheer and see-through nighty. I could have very well gone stark naked, rather than wearing that see-through nighty, but that naughty nighty was my invitation to Vicky to fuck me again, it was an illusion of my decency when I had decided to be indecent, the cloth while being presently-absent was at least making my intentions absolutely naked. I had purchased the nighty especially with Vicky in my mind, and it eventually came to good use that day.

I wanted to somehow arouse Vicky again and fill him with the desire which was burning me. Despite the intimacy that we had experienced between us, it was a bold decision to show off my body in that 'made for sex' garment, as everything including my erect nipples and engorged cunt could be clearly seen through the transparent material of my nighty. It was premature for me to be wearing such explicitly suggestive garment but I couldn't care, I was just concerned about about getting a fucking where Vicky doesn't soot his cum prematurely.

I had completely lost my sense of ego and dignity and was ready to indicatively beg Vicky, who the world considered our servant, to fuck me. My arousal was driving me crazy. I had already experienced Vicky's fucking once and now I probably wanted to feel as to how he makes love to me. I couldn't understand myself because I didn't just want to be fucked, I wanted lovemaking and so much more from Vicky.

Sex appeared to be the most important need at the moment but there was so much more that needed taken care off, I had left without talking to Vicky and now q m I also wanted to talk to Vicky to explain a few things and set boundaries for our relationship, so that he doesn't make such assumptions as would adversely affect our relationship.

Having become a slave of my lust I went down again to attract Vicky's attention and sat down to watch TV, sex was the only thing on my mind and accordingly, I deliberately but also purposelessly started watching 'Game of Thrones' though actually I wasn't paying any attention to it, my real objective was to invite Vicky's attention and inform him of my availability, if he too wanted us to fuck again. Queen Cersei was walking naked for her shameful public walk of atonement but I wasn't watching, my mind was lost in the recollections of my first real lovemaking, which I had experienced just a few minutes ago.

Watching TV was something that I could have done in my own room itself, but my purpose was to wait for Vicky and to tell him, without saying it in words that I needed him again. I wasn't expecting Vicky to fuck me again so soon, only because I realised and understood that he would be physically constrained and may not regain an erection so soon after shooting a massive load in my pussy after his virginity loosing fucking.

I didn't want to be greedy but at least needed something from Vicky, I was prepared to take whatever he could give, and at least wanted to feel the warmth of his body getting into my own body.

My plan which was unknown even to me, however worked beautifully and my silent invitation indeed reached my young lover Vicky, who also accepted it, and accordingly he came out of his room.

After seeing me in my nearly naked condition in my provocative outfit, Vicky hadn't bothered to put on any extra clothes and came out only in his undies, he probably didn't want to do extra labour of wearing the clothes that he was sure, would have to be taken off soon.

I was happy to see Vicky's cock making a tent in his underwear, as boldened by our earlier sexual romp he hadn't bothered wearing his shorts over the undies and wasn't making any effort to hide his erection also.

After having fucked me and now seeing me in my sexier than the previous attire Vicky was feeling confident, Even from a distance Vicky had seen that I was just wearing an absolutely see through nighty and was nude below that after taking off my bra while my pink panties still lay on Vicky's bedside table.

Before Vicky could reach me I switched off the TV and stood up, and after indicating with my finger to follow me, walked towards the stairs.

I smiled seductively and led him to my bedroom, I wasn't walking my usual walk, there was sex even in my walk, while Vicky closely watched my near naked ass, through my sheer nighty as I climbed the steps. I wanted to turn around and expose my pussy to him right in the steps to offer it to him to suck it. I very well knew that Vicky too desperately wanted to suck my pussy, as was evident from the way he had been licking and sucking out my cunt juices from my panties. I however stopped myself from it just because I had promised Shantanu that I would try to avoid oral sex between Vicky and me.

I knew that I would sooner or later break that promise but the time to do that hadn't arrived as yet and I also didn't invite Vicky because I wanted him to take the unit this time and in that process check my endurance and determination too.

I slowed down while climbing the steps in order to let Vicky come closer to me, it was to provoke him to do whatever he wanted and if he had taken any liberties with me, I would have openheartedly welcomed his advances, but Vicky continued to show undesired respect, which sort off irritated me.

I didn't know if I was being more vulgar or more cruel, I had always maintained a respectable distance from Vicky and though foolishly, but had always protected him from exposure to sex, as far as I could, in that process, I had failed to acknowledge Vicky's transition from a child to a man.

I had continued to ignore Vicky's sexuality even after getting to know of his lust driven fetish for my panties and had also continued with my conservative behaviour in front of him. It was only after telling Shantanu about Vicky's fetish that I had allowed Shantanu to take some sexual liberties with me, with in a risky and noticeable distance from Vicky.

Shantanu wanted me to offer myself to Vicky immediately after my telling him about Vicky's masturbatory use of my panties, but I had resisted and literally taken baby steps, while establishing the sexual relationship between us.

My attitude had however already taken a three hundred and sixty degree turn, and now I was feeling completely helpless, after having bared my body and intentions to Vicky, I now wanted to bare even my soul to him.

Vicky's hammering of my cunt while fucking me had broken open the floodgates of my sexuality and now I wanted to intensify our sexual closeness and I was willing to make whatever compromises and sacrifices, that were required to reach that level of sexual intimacy, I had forgotten all about my need for domination and was now prepared to be dominated by Vicky because I felt that he truly deserved to do so.

My helplessness was also evident in my actions because without saying it in words, I was literally begging Vicky to fuck me again. Luckily my efforts hadn't also been wasted and I was very happy to see Vicky's erect cock leading him by the full potential length of nine inches towards me.

My glorified nudity at that moment was the most daring step of my life and I was feeling and behaving like a 'whore' but shameless as I had become, I was ready to whore myself as Vicky's exclusive whore.

My own obscene exhibitionism in an almost nonexistent nighty, was beyond my belief, and yet I was indulging in my young lover's re-seduction, and enjoying it too. Life had turned a full circle for me, and the impossible had suddenly become possible and even desirable.

I was reminded of 'Queen Cersie's walk of shame' that I had just witnessed in the 'Game of Thrones' but I was doing my walk proudly, in an almost equally nude state, and enjoying it too.

I entered my bedroom and waited for Vicky to step in right behind me, but Vicky who was very much used to of coming into our bedroom for various chores, including setting the very bed in which Shantanu and I slept and had sex as husband wife, hesitated to cross the 'Laxman-Rekha' because he knew that now I was offering him that very bed, which Vicky considered 'sacred', to fuck me in, and sleep with me.

I wanted to shed all my inhibitions and any hint of shame that was left in me, while embracing the beauty of this developing relationship, which was capable of giving me far more satisfaction and love than our previous relationship. I had already irreversibly committed to this relationship and wanted to eradicate all that could become an obstacle between Vicky and me. I wanted to give Vicky rights that I hadn't even given to Shantanu, my husband.

Looking at Vicky, I asked in a seductive voice, "Don't you want to come in?"

Vicky wasn't in a position to say 'No' to me, but he couldn't say 'Yes' either, he had by now overcome or gone past the moral fear of sexually corrupting me, after being seduced by me, but he was still concerned about being an accomplice in, what he considered to be, cheating my husband by me, he must have thought that he owed it to Shantanu and therefore he shouldn't at least fuck Shantanu's wife in his marital bed, as it is, Vicky was already burdened with the load of our having cheated Shantanu.

Sensing his hesitation, I pulled Vicky by his hand, into our room, and told him "I think that I disturbed you. I am sorry Vicky but I was unable to sleep. So much has happened over the past few days, and I needed to talk, but if you are feeling sleepy, we can talk in the morning!"

I had told Vicky that I wanted to talk but my attire was shouting to clearly tell that I wanted to fuck again, analytically I was more naked than fully naked, because the see through nighty was actually accentuating my privates without hiding them from Vicky. My attire was an advertisement that was trying to sell me to Vicky.

"Bhabhi, you think I can sleep??" Vicky questioned me almost with astonishment, implying that I should have understood as to how drastic, was the sex between us was for Vicky too.

"Why, what happened?" I teased him.

"You very well know what happened, because you only made me lose my sleep with what we did!!" Vicky said in a romantic tone, in order to express his thrill.

While I understood Vicky's horniness loaded praise but yet I playfully and deliberately misinterpreted his statement, as I wanted to flirt with him by teasing him, and in that process witness his hunger for my sexy and beautiful body, I wanted to feel proud for being desired by my young lover Vicky, "So you want to blame me for what we did?"

Vicky immediately went on defensive because especially after being aroused again, he too needed me as much as I needed him, he didn't anymore want to waste himself in my dirty panties. Vicky also knew that my panties weren't even an option now, because after things coming out in open, now it was either a full bloodied sexual relationship or nothing.

Vicky had everything required to fuck me, the desire coupled with a ready and fully erect cock and to top it all, a ready to fuck and salivating pussy, that he could see through my almost invisible nighty. Vicky didn't want to miss another opportunity to fuck me, when it was knocking at his door, he immediately went on defensive, "Sorry Bhabhi, I didn't mean to say that, I just wanted to tell you that, I can't get you out of my mind, especially after .............!!!"

I wanted him to complete his statement, but I decided to do the main business, and I don't know how I became so shameless but I told him, "if you can't get me out, probably you should get inside ...........!" I too didn't complete my sentence.

Vicky was pleasantly astonished with my suggestion and found it difficult to believe his good luck, which had returned so soon to fuck, Vicky was as ready as he could ever have been and asked, "are you sure, you want us to do it again ........... and now!!!????"

"No, let's go out to the mall for some shopping first, as you can see I have got ready for that!!!!!" I joked and started laughing uncontrollably as I pointed to my near nude state, my flimsy and fully see through nighty was showing more than it was hiding. My attire was the perfect statement of my intent because I wanted to keep Vicky's hunger for my body alive, while also satiating it.

We had already done it once that night but I wanted us to continue fucking forever.

Vicky looked embarrassed for asking the obvious question, he was after all still young and nervous about the sudden changes in our relationship, "Sorry, Bhabhi ......... I wasn't sure that you too would wish to and are .........!!!!"

"Don't be sorry and don't even be shy to say 'ready to fuck!' Don't you see me ready .........?" I had become absolutely bold and even wanted to use some four letter words and filthy sexual language to encouragingly tell Vicky that my horny pussy needed his solid cock, fucking it, to eventually shoot it's baby making cream inside my cunt's deepest crevices. However I restrained myself and postponed the use of such explicit language, so early in our relationship.

Whatever the words didn't say, I said it with my actions and without realising suddenly took Vicky in my arms.

Vicky too had become a bit bold and on this occasion he tried to kiss me, but I avoided his lips and tried to push him on the bed. Vicky in turn resisted my move and on the contrary easily lifted me up in his arms, he held me for a while before placing me on the bed.

In this process, my nighty bunched up a little and my pussy was totally revealed, I realised it but didn't bother to cover myself. The pretence of the nighty should have actually gone because I wanted Vicky to see my assets clearly. My glistening and completely hairless pussy was ready to welcome Vicky's cock into its fold.

Vicky too was enjoying showing off his sizeable erection, though it was still covered with his tented undies. The size of his cock was definitely something to be proud of and he wanted to flaunt it to impress me.

Vicky was also succeeding at what he was doing because the itch in my cunt was going on increasing to make me hornier and hornier. I was dying for us to open up more and more with each other, I wanted to completely wipe off the shyness and any other concerns regarding the gap in our age and the perceptions in our relationship, so that we could talk as vulgarly and openly as possible.

Deep down I was enjoying the perversity of the thought that I was about to fuck the very guy who I still considered my son. I was also getting excited but also tense beyond description when I thought about the future of our relationship. It was crazy, as I visualised Shantanu licking out Vicky's cum out of my pussy while Vicky watched us in the act. I got scared thinking about Vicky's likely reaction to the same.

I wanted to handle this delicate situation very well, because it was fully capable of causing misunderstandings among the three of us. I was fully prepared to humiliate and insult Shantanu as much as he could take and wanted, not because I wanted to do so, but because he needed it for himself, and I still loved him too with all his deficiencies.

I had been thinking that the negotiations between Shantanu and me had reached a win-win situation after the introduction of Vicky's cum in the situation, but unfortunately things changed after that and I was realising that Shantanu would have to compete with me too, because I too had acquired a taste for Vicky's cum, and now liked what Shantanu also liked.

I also knew that, eventually Vicky would get to know about my offering his cum to my cuckold husband but before that happened, I wanted Vicky to understand that my love and need for him was genuine and Shantanu's involvement was only a byproduct of our lust and love for each other, as that would provided the needed legitimacy to our otherwise illicit relationship, without disturbing anything.

Shantanu's need for Vicky's cum out of my; his own wife's pussy was to be a blessing for us. I hoped that Vicky would understand and accept this unusual aspect of our relationship.

After initiating the weird tri-ponged relationship among Shantanu, Vicky and me, I too had become equally weird because after having indulged in fucking, which is the most intimate among the intimate acts, I for foolish reasons wanted to deny the smaller pleasures to my lover.

I was cheating on Shantanu without apparently, cheating him, it wasn't cheating because I had fucked but it was cheating because I had already made a permanent space for Vicky in my heart, when I was expected to accommodate him, only in my cunt.

In my defence I could say that I had accommodated Vicky in my heart as my sex-mate but without compromising the space for Shantanu because I still loved him as much as I had loved him prior to knowing about Vicky's desire for me, accommodating Vicky into my heart had only made it much larger, as was required, because I could feel my love for him growing just as I noticed his manhood becoming larger for me, and this was going to be a continuous process, I had enjoyed being fucked by him so much that the happiness hadn't remained restricted to my body, it had traveled right upto my soul.

As the growing love for Vicky was consuming me more and more, I wanted to avoid being selfish, and to that extent wanted to avoid or at least delay Vicky's and my loving immersion into each other. I was already feeling as if our souls had merged and become one.

Shantanu had requested me to keep both, my facial lips and cunt lips reserved for being kissed and sucked by him only and though I knew that the life of that meaningless promise wasn't very long but yet I wanted to try it for now. I say meaningless because, even at that time I had Vicky's cum travelling down in my intestines, after my having eaten the first fresh cream-pie made with contribution from Vicky, right out from my own pussy and while I was going to continue doing so, I wasn't going to let both, Vicky and Shantanu know about it. I wanted to enjoy the degradation of eating my servant's cum in privacy.

I also knew that even if I insultingly disclosed to Shantanu about my eating Vicky's cum, he would enjoy that insult immensely, the otherwise egoistic Shantanu had no back backbone when it came to sex and this wasn't his fault because this is what he was expected to do as a 'CUCKOLD'. I didn't want him to die of happiness and therefore wanted to keep my secret with me only.

Another stupid and strange notion that I had, was that I didn't want Vicky to enjoy sucking my boobs so soon, and you may laugh at me for this but I was scared that his lips around my nipples may re-invoke my motherly love for him, and I was keeping that love and guilt suppressed with lot of difficulty but it hadn't died as yet.

My inner-conflict was making me extremely anxious and nervous. My objective now was to carve out a different and more beautiful idol out of the idol of my motherly relationship with Vicky, after having destroyed it's beauty with my own hands, or would it be more appropriate to say 'CUNT'.

Anyhow, I was determined that whatever my relationship with Vicky may be, sexual or emotional, but it would have to be super strong! I had loved Vicky 'wholeheartedly' like a son and now our relationship had undergone a change and I wanted to love his equally 'wholecuntedly' (I know that's not a proper word, but hope it conveys my sentiment).

I could have remained silent and just had sex with Vicky again, but I didn't intend to have a casual sexual relationship with him, I wanted to have an everlasting and loving relationship to flourish between us.

I was craving to fuck again but was equally hungry for lovemaking and to ensure that, wanted to peacefully talk with Vicky, I therefore decided to give priority to talking, over fucking, "Vicky, I am really sorry for wanting to do it again, so soon. I know that I am being unfair to you but the wonderful experience that you gave me is still unbelievable. Even now, I can't believe it, that it wasn't a dream that we lived together!!"

I had to lower my guard and openly concede to Vicky that I had fucked him with full willingness and it wasn't a pity fuck, that I had done. By now I also knew my place in my sexual relationship with Vicky, I wanted my younger lover to take me for granted and give command.

I however couldn't see that coming soon, because Vicky, despite being superb in bed, didn't have enough confidence to assume that position, and therefore if anything, Vicky also shared my hunger and insecurity, "Bhabhi, what you are saying is absolutely true, and I am really grateful that you too want to do it again!! It had looked so much unbelievable to me too, that I did not have hope of getting together with you like that again. I was apprehensive that you would consider the sex between us, to be our collective mistake and ask me to forget about it all!!!"

I wanted to give Vicky's ego a big boost and to ensure that he doesn't feel obliged for the sex between us, I therefore truthfully opened up my cards and told him that it's not that just he needed me, I wanted him equally, "Vicky, I am being truthful with you, and therefore I want to tell you that, though it may be looking to you that I made an impulsive decision and got into the bed with you, but it is not so in real, I have known about your attraction towards me for sometime now and after confirming that you wanted more than just my panties, I became utterly confused. I love you so much that I couldn't reject your love. I wanted to love you back, just the way you wanted to love me!!"

"Bhabhi, I cannot get luckier than that. Your love is the most precious thing for me in life, and today we have added a new dimension to the love between us but, even without sex my love for you was immense and true, and I can proudly say that I feel that the same is true for your love for me too. However, while I am not just happy, but on the top of the world after coming as close to you as possible, I must say that I am more than worried about the relationship between Shantanu Bhaiya and You, though I am not anyone to question that, but I am hoping and praying that the things between the two of you haven't turned, sour, and I am feeling concerned because you are the two people that I love the most in this world!!" Vicky replied equally truthfully. His concerns were very valid for on the basis of information known to him. He couldn't have known that Shantanu is fully complicit in the scheme of the sex that we just had and were about to have again.

I was fully aroused as our bodies were already making physical contact, but I was also emotionally touched by Vicky's love, concern and care for both Shantanu and me. He did not know about my intentions, which went beyond our lovemaking and deeply involved Shantanu too.

I wanted true and pure love and honest sex between Vicky and me, however it was Shantanu's depraved and perverse desires and involvement in the scheme of sex between the three of us, which would take away the purity of my relationship with Vicky, which as such was itself based on the foundation of cheating.

I knew that I was on the verge of cheating Vicky by unauthorisedly giving Shantanu Vicky potent cum, which he would be trustfully depositing in my pussy, the next day, and which would be used by me to satisfy Shantanu by pouring it into Shantanu's thirsty mouth, directly out of my pussy.

I wanted to tell Vicky everything right away but I didn't think that at that tender age possessed the maturity to deal with such extraordinary situation.

I very well, knew that nothing that I would do be the right thing to do at this juncture. There was so much to say and explain, but I needed to be very tactful in my dealings, especially with Vicky. I needed more time to think about the ways to progress in our relationship, but for that moment, I wanted to enjoy the best sex that we could get from those moments.

Vicky's hand was on my naked thigh, and I sensed his fingers moving towards my pussy. The plan was definitely to fuck not to finger fuck, however, when Vicky looked into my eyes, expecting my consent, I held my tongue back and allowed my eyes to say yes to Vicky, to give him the green signal, and that is all that Vicky needed.

Next moment, he pushed his finger down and it easily slipped between my well lubricated cunt-lips.

Vicky's action, thankfully, curtailed, the discussion that we had gotten into. It was getting difficult for me because we were getting to a point where I had no answers to give, as also just like Vicky I too wanted to get into cock and pussy play. We needed to fuck to relieve ourselves of the sexual tension that we were feeling.

Vicky, who had used his cock to fuck me like an expert was nice, even with his fingers. He seemed to know the female anatomy like a pro, and just with his fingers gave me such pleasure which Shantanu was totally clueless about.

The way, Vicky's expert fingers teased and played with my clit, elevated my sexual excitement to an unprecedented level. I couldn't ignore the thought that passed through my mind and made me crazy. It was unexpected, but now anticipated that Vicky was likely to taste my cunt juices, that was coating his, in and out moving fingers, after withdrawing them from my cunt.

I had no plans for introduction of oral sex Into our relationship so soon, but could sense that, Vicky would indirectly indulge in it within the next few minutes. I knew that he had already tasted me out of my panties on numerous occasions but doing it in front of me and after directly extracting it out of my cunt was highly exciting.

So thrilling was the thought that the little fondling that Vicky performed in the next instant became more than sufficient for me to orgasm and bathe his fingers with the elixir of my cunt. Vicky sensed the shuddering of my cunt and kept his fingers still to give me a break to enjoy the climax, that I was going through.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Viiiiiiiiiicky myyyyyy babu, I neeeeeeeeeed you inside meeeeeee, don't keep me waiting, please fuckkkkkkkkk meeee!!!!!!" I literally begged Vicky to give me more than his fingers. I needed his manhood inside me. I was ready to recreate the magic of our fucking.

Vicky withdrew his fingers from my overflowing pussy and taking advantage of my pulsating body quickly inserted his fingers, coated with my cum into his mouth

It was a very strange and tough situation as I wanted to get and give the best of both Worlds, Shantanu's World as well as Vicky's World. Strangely enough, the impossible looking task also seemed attainable in our case, as the demand and supply equation between Shantanu and Vicky had been perfectly matched.

While I was confident, but I was also nervous and anxious, and therefore, was constantly getting lost in weird thoughts and fantasies.

This is precisely what I was experiencing, while lying fully naked and exposed in my marital bed, as I waited not for my husband, but my new lover Vicky to penetrate my cunt.

It had become outright and outrageously crazy as at the worst of time I was losing control over my sensibilities. I had suddenly drifted into various thoughts, some of them extremely erotic while the others scary.

When I realised my mistake, I tried to cover up and asked, "Why are you making me wait, Vicky?"

Vicky was standing naked with his erect cock in his hand, as he stood watching and waiting for me to come back the real World.

Even in his eroticised condition Vicky laughed out loud, and said, "Well I am not making anyone wait, but somebody else is making me wait this time!! I was beginning to feel as if you are having second thoughts about loving me like this!!!!"

Fuck!! I realised that I had been lost in my thoughts for a long time now, I had been so perplexed that even at this time I had drifted into some strange thoughts. Vicky wasn't wrong in making the assumption that he had just spoken about.

I had nothing to say in response but to indicate my readiness for taking forward our intended fucking, I folded and raised my knees up, just as I also opened up my arms and invited Vicky into them to fuck me, "Vicky, I promise you that I would want you for as long as you want me and our new relationship would remain permanent. If you have any doubts, please give them up, but just now come to me, and claim what is also yours, whenever you want!!!!!!"

Tears welled-up in my eyes as I spoke, looking at them Vicky immediately went on the defensive and thinking that he was the cause of my emotional breakdown immediately apologised, "I am sorry, Bhabhi. I did not mean to hurt you!"

"Vicky my Babu, you have never hurt me, and you never will. I am sure of that all that you have given me in life is happiness, along with your love, care and friendship, and today you have strengthened that bond multifold by giving me something that none other in this World can give. It's my happiness that is coming out of my eyes in form of my tears!!" I honestly admitted to Vicky.

Vicky had melted my heart to such an extent that I had lost all my desire for control, I wanted to be absolutely truthful and straightforward in expressing my submission to him. I wanted him happy at any cost and knew that bigger the cost, bigger would be my own happiness too. I didn't want anything in return for pleasuring Vicky with my beautiful and sexy body, but knew that the better I serve him the greater I would feel.

Vicky surprised me by bending down and licking my tears with his tongue. He hadn't entered me as yet, but I could already feel him inside me.

I held Vicky's cock softly and guided it lovingly into my love tunnel, the satisfying warmth that Vicky's cock exuded inside me, and made me feel as if the purpose of my life had been attended. I have no words to describe the pleasure which was heavenly beyond anything that I had ever experienced in life.

I was as elated as I ever could be in life, and wanted Vicky to feel the same way, because I wanted to give him everything that he desired. I wanted to become the sole source of his happiness so that he does not look elsewhere for any of his requirement, be at love, sex or anything else.

Vicky suddenly applied some pressure and pushed his cock into my cunt.

"Yessssssssssss Vickyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, giveeeee it to meeeeeeeeeeeee, make meeeeee yourssssss again and againnnnn. Gettttttt inside meeeeeeee my babyyyyyyyyyy fuckkkkkkkkk your mummaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!" Fuck, what was I saying and how?????????

My words made Vicky jump with a shock, the depravity of the change in our relationship was playing equally strongly in Vicky's mind too, and he couldn't tolerate the electricity in my erotic words.

Vicky closed my lips with his palm which was coated with his pre-cum to stop me from making utterances.

Vicky was shuddering with the use of 'Mumma' and was unable to carry on fucking me. He momentarily stopped to absorb the shock of explicitly in my words, undoubtedly he too considered me nothing less than his mother and the reminder by none other than me, especially at the time when he was fucking me was too much to take.

Emboldened by our closeness Vicky pulled out his cock and pushed up my nighty too, he wanted to bend down between my legs and suck my pussy but I stopped him, indicating to him that I didn't want any foreplay at this time. Vicky didn't argue and again came up between my legs. Next moment he was massaging my clit with his cock.

Never in my life I had fucked twice even in a day, and here I was, not just ready but already into another session of lovemaking, within the hour.

I should have known that if Vicky had earlier shown me heaven, I would be visiting the seventh heaven this time.

I was accustomed to Shantanu's fucking which seldom ever lasted beyond two minutes, Vicky had fucked me at least for ten minutes on the previous occasion and that too after being excited by me with my hands. Now we were straightaway getting into intercourse and I knew that he wasn't about to ejaculate easily this time.

I was about to learn what lovemaking, actually is!

Vicky's cock plugged my cunt, completely and created a vacuum with its, magnificent length and girth. Vicky did not immediately indulge in any wild movements this time but instead fucked me lovingly with deliberate and slow movements, just as a mature lover would do.

Vicky and through him, I too had been blessed with a very virle cock which appeared to be reaching every nook and corner of my body, with its fraction-full movements, which could be felt despite, the more than sufficient lubrication, that had been home-produced by my cunt in anticipation of Vicky's cock.

As expected, Vicky took it very slowly this time and as a result I got to understand what leisurely fucking means.

During our previous lovemaking session I had been a little insensitive and using my experience had given Vicky's cock a sudden entry into my horny cunt, I hadn't realised that it was Vicky's first time and that I should have allowed him to work his way inside me while learning to do it himself. In that process he had lost his virginity in an unceremonious manner.

However this time I gave him full liberty and Vicky slowly eased himself inside me, my pussy welcomed his cock inside and hugged it.

While fucking we weren't two persons but had become electric socket and plug and our getting together created electricity that illuminated the atmosphere.

The churning of my cunt was so eroticising that in no time my excited pussy showered the visitor with the welcome offering of its slimy nectar.

Vicky wanted to touch my nighty covered boobs but I covered them with my hands instead, indicating that I didn't want this move as yet. Vicky got my message and showing self control, didn't try to touch me breast again, that time.

Vicky wasn't rough with me but the extra inches that had been bestowed on him by the nature were helping him reach the unexplored depths of my pussy, and in effect Vicky's cock was strongly hitting my cervix with each downward movement, Vicky too was sensing this and therefore not using his full force to fuck me, though it was only his second time at fucking, and yet he was very kind and considerate, and therefore, in full control of his actions and emotions.

it wasn't Vicky's fault that he could not understand the pleasure that he was providing me by the hammering of my cunt. He was just judging the situation by the physicality of the situation and did not know that there was no bigger pleasure than receiving the sweet pain that he was giving me. If he was giving this pain for the first time to anyone, I too was receiving it for the first time ever.

The unprecedented and totally unexpected pleasure was something that I was unaware off and had been deprived of, in all the years of experiencing sex.

I wanted Vicky to continue the rhythm of his lovemaking and immediately felt insecure when he tried avoiding the contact, which he thought was hurting me, "Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh yesssssss, Vicky, pleaseeeeeeee don't stoooooooop. This is so so gooooooood, honey. Keep fuckingggggggggggg meeeeeeeeeee just like thatttttttttt!!!!!!! fuck me deeper and fuck me harder, fill me with your cock!!!!!!!"

Vicky was astonished with my demands, he knew what he knew and yet he could be considered immature and innocent as regards the delicate intricacies of sex, the pleasure in pain was something that I myself had understood, only after experiencing it.

"What are you saying, Bhabhi? I don't want to hurt you!!" Vicky asked unbelievingly.

"Just keep fucking me baby, I promise that you are not hurting me!! Babu, I have never felt as good as today!! Please do it harder, I need it Vicky, pleaseeeeeeee!!" It was my first chance at experiencing the ultimate pleasure and I literally begged Vicky to continue giving it to me.

We were both getting drenched in our sweat and loving it too, our body fluids were getting mingled and with anyone else, I would have felt repulsed, but with Vicky everything wasn't just acceptable but also desirable.

Further we were loving talking to each other while fucking and our conversation was making it very hot, even in the cool atmosphere.

"Ohhhhhhh Bhabhiiiiiiii, do you really want me to fuck you so hard!!!!!!?" Vicky sought my reconfirmation.

"Yesssssssssssss Vickyyyyyyyyyyyyy this feels soooooooooooooo gooooooooooooood!!!!!! Tear my pussy apart!!!!!" I cried uncontrollably as my pleasure reached an unknown peak.

Vicky was shaken by my words which he took literally because of his tender age and rather than increasing the force of the thrusts of his cock into my pussy, he stopped. His action or should I say, inaction brought me back to earth from the heaven that I had been experiencing, without dying.

"How can I ever hurt you, Bhabhi?" Vicky asked me.

I too decided to take a break in between our lovemaking, and in order to set the record straight, I realised that Vicky needed to be told about the unusual aspects of sex, and therefore while still holding Vicky's cock inside my cunt, I told him, "You weren't hurting me Vicky, It was the best fucking of my life when you fucked me for the first time, but this one is even better. I am sure that nobody can love anyone like you can, and I am, therefore the luckiest lady in the world!!!!!"

Our feelings while fucking and even without it were mutual and therefore Vicky spoke his words of appreciation with equal assertiveness, "Bhabhi loving you is sooooo good. You are not the luckiest person in the world because the luckiest, is me. You don't know but you are the most beautiful and the sexiest lady in this entire universe.

"Do you really mean what you are saying, or would you run away from me when you find a young girl of your age?" I teased Vicky, as I rocked my hips while keeping Vicky's cock enveloped in my pussy, to recreate the magical rhythm of our fucking.

Vicky responded to my need and re-initiated his thrusts, "There is no one who can replace you, Bhabhi!!! I will always love you!!!!!!!! "

"Then don't stop Vicky!!! Just keep fucking me!!!!" I begged to be fucked as hard as Vicky could have fucked me.

Vicky heard me but didn't give me the full bloodied strokes that I wanted, he got into a beautifully slow fucking, which was melody for my cunt. I was thinking of Vicky as a beginner and indeed he was, but he was very good at human psychology and accordingly, just as he had done during our previous fucking,

Vicky once again, deprived me of my need before, eventually giving it to me. In order to make the pleasure much larger, he made me wait for what I needed.

Just when I wanted my cunt to be hammered by his fully erect and hardened cock, Vicky had gotten into a slow and luxurious rhythm of fucking. The waiting game took me to unknown depths of sex. It was all unprecedented and while experiencing those sensations I couldn't avoid wondering as to how did Vicky become such an expert in pleasuring sexually?

I had allowed Vicky to fuck me and soon after made it known to him through my actions that I was available and ready to be fucked, whenever he wanted.

Vicky also knew that it wasn't just acceptable but desirable that he shoots his baby making sperms deep inside my cunt after fucking me, keeping aside the risk of my pregnancy, which was something that I was solely responsible for managing.

It was a bloody crazy thing to do, but I was somehow loving taking that risk, and deep down adoring the idea of being impregnated by my young lover Vicky. It would have been an absolute blunder if Vicky ever made me pregnant and yet I wanted him to keep on shooting his seed inside me.

I was getting fucked with my nighty still covering my boobs, which it wasn't actually hiding but I still wanted it, don't know why I had this notion that revealing less and doing less would keep me from loving and being loved and that would keep my relationship with Shantanu intact.

I was foolish to think that I would only indulge in penetrative sex and keep it emotion free, I don't know if I had forgotten that the guy fucking me was none other than MY OWN VICKY!!!!! I should have known that there was no chance of that happening especially between Vicky and me.

Vicky had already fucked me, but this time was pure lovemaking as this time there was no urgency or fear of rethinking etc. Last time I had also brought Vicky closer to his climax with use of my feet and hands and that too in an anxious situation, but Vicky was fully recharged and horny for me now, I didn't realise it but I was in for a long haul as Vicky wouldn't cum that easily this time.

The pleasurable onslaught of Vicky's cock was something totally unprecedented for me. It was sexual bliss beyond imagination. I received much more than what I had bargained for.

Size does matter and I received a big treat from Vicky that time.

I was on the top of the world while I lay under Vicky with his cock fully embedded in my cunt, the standards of morality that I had followed so far in life, made the coupling between me and Vicky perverse at many levels, the feelings that I had for him till about a month or so back, made sex between us look like incest, not only Vicky was younger to me, he has gained his adulthood just one year or so ago and I very well knew that I had taken his virginity also.

I actually wanted to feel guilty for all that I had done, but on the contrary, breaking all the shackles and enjoying sex in an unobstructed manner, felt highly liberating and added to the charm of the situation.

The sex with Vicky had changed me completely, prior to having actual sex with him, I had been playing a guilt game among the three of us, I was trying to make both Shantanu and Vicky feel obligated to me for the apparent sacrifices that I was making for them, however Vicky had made me so much dependent on him for my pleasure that I had forgotten all my political inclinations and had truthfully begged him for more sex.

I couldn't decide if I had done any injustice to Vicky and Shantanu but then in that moment I didn't care about it also, because for the first time I was doing something exclusively for my own self and enjoying it too.

The pleasure that I was receiving from Vicky was invaluable and I was willing to do anything and everything at any time to receive such unimaginable pleasure that surpassed anything that I had ever experienced in life before.

In those moments, I wanted to be used by Vicky as he wished and wouldn't have refused him any pleasure that he wanted from me. My pleasure lay inside his pleasure and I wanted him happy and satisfied at any cost. All in all I was feeling desired and loved, a great feeling to have.

I literally lost track of time as Vicky continued to lovingly fuck me. Vicky kept on moving inside me for the longest and I couldn't keep the count of the number of times I climaxed during our lovemaking.

"I love you my babbbbbbbbyyyyyyyyyy Vickyyyyyyy, Ohhhhhh youuuuuuu are sooooooooo goood at fuckingggggg. Don't stop! Keep fucking my Jaanu, I am so happy and proud to have you, my baby!!!!"

"Ohhhhhhh my darling Jyotiiiiiiii Bhabhiiiiiiiiii, it soooo gooooood to fuck youuuuuuuuu my beautiful love. I want you to enjoy my love, keep commmmmminggggg!!!!!" Vicky had already given me so many orgasms that I was feeling completely drained, his stamina and power was unmatched, and he was making full use of his young energy.

We had reached a point where my pussy was feeling numb, I was almost on the verge of asking Vicky to take his cock out and give it to me in my mouth but then suddenly and thankfully Vicky started grunting, which was an indication that he too had reached his climax.

"I am going toooooo cummmmmmmm now, Bhabhiiii!!!!!" Vicky announced as a warning, which I ignored. According to Vicky I was taking an unnecessary risk and being a well-wisher he wanted to shoot his cum outside my pussy.

I was too tired to reply and therefore Vicky had to control his climax, for as long as he could, as otherwise I had told him to shoot inside me and he had to follow the instructions.

Vicky's strokes, as he continued to fuck me were making me feel as if I was defying gravity and floating in the air, it was bliss beyond description.

Vicky tried to pull back but I weakly held him down, this was indication enough and Vicky didn't resist my move.

He bent down and kissed my forehead before shooting very powerful torrents of his cum deep inside me, "I ammmmmmmm cummmmmmmmmmingggggghgg!!!"

At my insistence Vicky had shot his cum deep inside my pussy and I was enjoying holding it inside me, I was to start the pill in a few days in accordance with my period, as advised by the doctor and was not in my fertile period at this time but yet allowing Vicky to shoot inside my unprotected womb was a risk which I had deliberately taken. Despite the knowledge the risk was giving me jitters and I could feel butterflies in my stomach.

I wanted to see myself in the mirror of Vicky's eyes to understand as to what have I become? I very well knew that he cannot respect me as much as he respected me earlier, after my fucking him behind my husband's back but the thought of him thinking of me as a shameless slut was also very erotic and for the first time I was able to understand Shantanu's need for submission and humiliation.

"did you enjoy it, Vicky?" I panted as I asked.

"I absolutely loved it, Bhabhi!!! Why wouldn't I enjoy it?" Vicky replied breathlessly

"You had to do all the work!" I said with a mischievous smile.

"That was no problem, I am ever ready for this work!!" Vicky replied boldly but then suddenly looked shy.

"Thank you for the best time of my life, Vicky!! I love you!!! Vicky, it's difficult for me to say it because I am married but yet I will say it, I love you my darling! You touched me so deep inside as I have never been touched before!!" I spoke in an emotionally charged voice.

Vicky looked confused and wanted an ego boosting clarification on my statement, " Do you mean to say that my cock is bigger than .......?????"

He stopped short of taking Shantanu's name.

I couldn't help laughing, and though I hadn't meant to tell it to him but what he had just said was also true.

"Yes baby!!!!! that too, though at this time, I meant to say it about your love and passion which gave me so much pleasure that I have never experienced before and I love you for it!!!"

"Thank you, but it is all because of your own beauty and kindness, which together make you so attractive.

Bhabhi, should I think that you would want to meet me again????" Vicky sought clarification as he was still unable to believe that we were going to continue this sexual relationship.

"Yes, yes my Jaanu as I told you already the past few minutes were something to die for. Vicky, you are too good and I loved it. I surely want us to continue, but I need a promise from you that you will follow some rules and restrictions that I will tell you!!" Vicky had shot his seed very deep and I knew that I had a few minutes that I could utilise for talking to Vicky.

"Bhabhi everything would be as you want. You can ask me for anything!" Vicky replied gratefully.

"Well Vicky, I can't afford anyone knowing about us, and it may sound strange to you as well, but I have some hangups about physical intimacy, and therefore there are things that I would want you to keep in mind. I hope you can do that!!" I told Vicky.

"Bhabhi, please tell me once and I will follow it always!" Vicky assured.

"Vicky, I'm telling you beforehand itself, that some of it you may not find logical, l but I don't have a choice in this regard, and so far as possible, we must follow these rules, so far as possible!" I request fully warned Vicky. I wasn't stern as I needed Vicky much more than he needed me.

"No problem, Bhabhi! Just tell me please, I'm listening!!" Vicky assured

"Well we will have a no kiss and minimum touch policy, which means that we will not kiss each other anywhere on the body. Further as I don't like oral sex and have never done it even with Shantanu, so while I will not do it to you, I don't want even you doing it to me. Further, please try to not to touch me, as far as possible, if unavoidable, you can touch me below my waist, but I would prefer that you don't touch my upper body and I will also try to do the same!!" I was being stupid while imposing some impractical conditions but I nevertheless did it.

Obedience was the only thing Vicky knew when it came to me and therefore he conveyed his acceptance, with a nod.

"Another rule that you would have to follow is that like today, we will only make love late at night and I will come to your room for it. Please keep minimum light in your room, because while I can't avoid doing what we did today but I would prefer to not to look into your eyes, as I don't want us to lose control and do more than I want to. We must also maintain our distance while when we are not alone, because I don't want our relationship to impact the other relationships, whether yours or mine!" I could be called a 'Chutia' (idiot) for even thinking so illogically but I was still fighting a war that I wanted myself defeated in.

"Yes sure Bhabhi, but does that mean that I will get time with you only when Bhaiya is not here or he is travelling?" Vicky asked logically, he being the only logical guy among us at the moment.

"No Vicky that's not necessary. Actually I may want to be with you the most when I am feeling irritated with Shantanu, because though I should not be saying it, but I'm telling you that most of the time he leaves me the dissatisfied and it is then, that I feel the need for love- making the most!!!" I had never felt dissatisfied with Shantanu until that day itself, it was only after being fucked by Vicky that I had got to know, what good sex really was.

Vicky was shocked by my suggestion and asked with astonishment, "Are you saying that we may fuck when Bhaiya is in the house!!!?"

"Yes Vicky, that's what I'm saying, but you don't have to worry because once he sleeps, he sleeps like a baby and there is no chance that he will see us together." I assured Vicky.

"Bhabhi I have no problem with whatever you say, but this seems to be too much of a risk to take, not as much as for me, as for you. I don't want you to spoil your relationship with Bhaiya because of me!" Vicky advised me honestly as he wasn't selfish.

"Trust me baby, I know what I am saying and I will never put any of us at risk!" Vicky was worried because he didn't know the truth, and I was concerned because I couldn't have told it to him.

However, It felt good that Vicky was concerned about me, and I wished that I could have also told him about my indirect reason for getting into a sexual relationship with him. I wanted to tell him that I really wanted him but was also helpless as actually it was at Shantanu's insistence and his craze for cream-pies that I had initiated sex with Vicky.

I had been impulsive on occasions and said things which I should have avoided but thankfully in this instance I kept my mouth shut because sharing this information right at the inception of our relationship with my young lover would have been a mistake for many reasons, firstly it would have led Vicky to doubt the genuineness of my love for him, he may have thought that I was using him, which was only partly true because I was not sure as to what would have happened in retrospect, if I had discovered Vicky's love for my panties without Shantanu wanting me to serve him cream-pies.

I wasn't anymore sure that I wouldn't have been exactly at the same place with Vicky even without Shantanu's involvement. It looked absolutely possible that I would have responded to Vicky's love and affection for me even if Shantanu didn't have any expectations from me.

My stupidity had ended and therefore I continued, without expecting Vicky to even believe me, "Vicky dear, there is another thing that we will have to keep in mind and I know that you may not like it, but we cannot spend a long time together, it was most wonderful today, as you fucked me for the longest ever that I have been fucked, but at other times we won't have so much time and freedom, so you will have to be ready to finish with me between five to ten minutes maximum!!!! Can we manage that?"

"How would I do that Bhabhi?" Vicky asked looking totally confused.

I winked at Vicky, picked up my pink panty from the side table and handed over to him, "like this Babu, and this one you can keep!"

"Can I please have the red one Bhabhi? I will wash it and return it to you!" Vicky was still feeling embarrassed about the red panty which had been buried by me in the foundation of our new and sexual relationship.

"Nooooo, that's my trophy lover, I will keep it with me forever, just like that!!" The red panty was Vicky's concern because he knew about it but I was smiling inside, thinking about the collection of my black panties.

I was a fool to think that I could fool Vicky with my totally illogical restrictions. I was trying to protect Shantanu and leading Vicky to believe that I was a cheating adulterer whore.

I considered myself to be extremely smart and was thinking that I would easily deceive Vicky.

On the other hand I wanted Shantanu to think that if I was fucking with Vicky, it was for his pleasure exclusively and as such the sex was an imposition on me which I did not want and enjoy.

I could feel the reverse flow of Vicky's cum reaching my cunt lips, shortly. Vicky had shot two loads into my cunt twice within two hours, his second load understandably wasn't as big as the first one but yet it was substantial. I wasn't going to waste his precious cum even this time also and therefore went to the washroom again with the intention of slurping it myself.

This time I carried my phone with me and took selfies of my pussy with Vicky's cum visible in the pictures.

I then WhatsApped a picture to Shantanu with a caption "mission accomplished!"