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PERVERTED INDIAN WIFE - Part II
F/m, Incest, humiliation, cuckold, Yoyuerism
Editors Note: As per requests(read critisim) from International audiences, I've added english meanings to the hindi sentences. Although English doesn't do justice to the dirty way it's written but it's the least I'd do.
And it did excite Sudhir! Neha could make it out from his throbbing cock!
“ Teri behn ki chut………..! Teri behn ko tujh se na Chudwaya to Mein bhi apne baap ki aulad nahin” (If I don't get your sister fucked by you then I'm not my father's daughter).
Neha softly whispered to herself.
(It was the second time Neha let out such words which were not meant to be audible, but uttering such filthy remarks from her mouth was mainly intended to excite herself all the more. Such distorted imagination was what turned Neha on. She liked to play on the psyche of ‘submissive’ people and in this case it was her husband who was the victim. She was thrilled on the account that her darkest fantasies were being materialized.)
“Tum ne meri baat ka jawab nahi diya” (You didn't reply to my question)
“Ji...Kya?” She liked the reverence he was showing...“Ji instead of Tum…!!!.“It's going the right way!” (The word 'Ji' is used usually to refer to elders as a sign of respect)
“Kisi ki Chut dekhi hai pehle?”. She stressed on the word ‘chut’ .
(Have you seen anyone's pussy before? The word 'Chut' is usually used by prostitues and is a cheap word used to describe a vagina).
Then turning on the heat she opened her legs wider and in a quick motion lowered her panty down to her knees and bared her vicious pussy. She preferred her cunt with a bit of bush, which she would meticulously trim from time to time. At the moment the folds of her pussy were swollen, glistening with a coat of lubrication, something which was very very poignant and exciting for Sudhir. For the first time in his life a naive and shy guy like him was looking at ’private parts’ of a mature adult female! --- and in that too, a very splendid pussy in an ‘inviting state‘.
Neha could read from his face and level of his erection, what effect her bared cunt was having on her hubby. Acting according to her plans, she swiftly pulled her panty up, devoiding Sudhir any further view .
“Kaisi hai meri chut”? (How is my pussy?)
Sudhir was still looking towards her crotch area, obviously expecting more and a bit distraught on the account that his wife covered her pussy. Even her pubic mound with folds of her pussy visible under her panty, looked so good!
“Bolo Na”! (Tell no)
“J JI……Acchi hai!”.(Stamerring he says...good)
Sudhir could barely manage to reply. Once again his shy and gentle demure was causing him embarrassment.
“Tumhe pehle kisi ki chut dekhne ka mauka nahi mila na?!”(You didn't get a chance to see a pussy earlier no?). Now Neha wanted to assert her full dominance.
“ji nahin!” (No)
“Kabhi ghar mein?”(Anytime at home?). She deliberately left her sentence curtailed looking up at Sudhir’ with penetrating gaze and seeking his response to such a vulgar suggestion.
“j ji nahin”(no). Sudhir was looking down. Bingo. And his cock didn't wilt a bit! "Perfect!". Neha thought.
“Chalo choro. Meri phir se dekho ge?” (Anyway, leave it, wanna see mine again?)
“ji hain” (yes please)
“Kya?”(what?). Neha continued the teasing torture.
“Ji woh...h” (err...that)
“woh kya?. Bolo woh kya?!” (What...tell me?)
“JI Apki ch...”(your pus..)
“Meri kya Sudhir!?”(My what Sudhir?) Neha called him by his name now in a bit hurried tone.
“ji chut!” (Your pussy)
“Tumhare laude ki tadap dekh ke pata chalta hai ki tumhe maza aa raha hai! Hai na Sudhir?!” (Seeing the excitement in your cock, it seems you are enjoying, right Sudhir?)
“ji hain” (yes)
"Sudhir tumhe apni biwi kaisi lagi? mein gandi baten karti hun...buri aurat hun naa?"(Sudhir, how did you like your wife? I talk dirty, I'm a bad women no). Neha made a baby like face. What a bitch!
“ji nahi Aap Aachi hain”(No no, you are nice). Sudhir promptly replied not wanting his fun to end.
“To tum muhj se pyaar karte ho!?” (So you love me?)
“ji hain” (yes)
“Phir in kagzon pe sign karo Sudhir” (Then sign on the papers). Neha picked up the papers which she had kept by her side earlier.
“JI Yeh kya ha?”(What's this?)
“Power of authority ke papers hain Sudhir”. I WANT POWER OF AUTHORITY IN YOUR BUSINESS MATTERS, YOUR BANK ACCOUNTS AND ALL YOUR PROPERTY.
Neha had addressed Sudhir in English language for the first time since they were in the room. It was her way to show her dominance and assert her superiority.
“Tumhe koi aitraaz hai Sudhir?!(any problem?)” she again put her hand in her panties, rubbing her pussy...then gathering some of her own juices on her fingers, put her fingers in her mouth again looking at Sudhir all the time! “To rehne do”(Then leave it)
“N n NAHI. Laayie kahan sign karne hain”(n...no...Tell me where to sign).
Without giving him any more time to think, reason or logic, in a business like manner, she stood up and took Sudhir to the study table. Soon Sudhir was signing at the papers as per his new wife’s instructions. Neha made sure his erection never wilted by rubbing her breasts on his back, nibbling his ears and slowly jerking his cock as the poor unsuspecting husband of her signed the documents.
As Sudhir was done with signing the documents, Neha carefully put them inside the bag from which she had taken them out earlier.
“Poor guy deserves some reward!”. She thought to herself.
She took Sudhir to the bed again and once again parting her legs lowered down her panties to her knees “Lo Ab ji bhar ke dekho Meri Choot Sudhir!”(Now look at my pussy all you want) Neha moaned huskily.
“Paas se dekho”(come closer and watch). She positioned him inside her legs in such a way that his face was just inches away from her pussy.
Sudhir’s excitement reached new dimensions at the spectacular sight of his wife’s pussy. Not only was he beholding the object of his new found fixation, he could also smell a peculiar aroma coming out of it!. It was scent of a ripe and mature woman..... and it was was having an stimulating effect on Sudhir. Surely the sight and smell was kindling some animal like passions in the hitherto naive husband.
Sensing it pretty well , Neha opened her pussy folds thus affording him view of the pinkish interiors of her pussy. She was simultaneously fingering her clit which by now was out of its hood, presenting itself in its full magnitude and glory.
Sudhir was fascinated by his maiden view of what his wife kept referring to as ‘chut’
Again, sticking to her pre formulated plans, Neha decided to carry on the action further.
“Chal ab tujhe aur maza deti hun”(now i'll give u more pleasure). She referred to him as ‘tujhe’ to continue asserting her dominance and as expected there was no objection from her subdued hubby. ('Tujhe' is used to refer people younger than oneself, a wife usually refers to her husband as 'aap'. The meaning of both is 'you')
She took both his hands to the side of her panty, lifting up her bottoms a bit from the bed “Meri Kacchi upar kar Sudhir!”(Lift my panties)
Reluctantly and a bit disappointed, Sudhir proceeded to do as told.
His hands slided along the sides of his wife’s soft and creamy thighs as he pulled up her panty. And it was again the wicked wife’s deliberate idea! Sudhir realized that it was also amongst the very many ‘firsts’ in his life that he was experiencing tonight!. Touching a woman around the upper portion of her thighs!
“Sudhir! Sidha Let Jao…,Peeth ke bal”(lie down straight on ur back). Neha declared getting up from the bed.
He lay on his back, wondering, his cock hard as a rock aiming at the roof!
Neha climbed up the bed and stood with his legs across the groin area her husband.
Looking in his keen eyes, lifting her petticoat up, with her thin silk black panties still on, she slowly descended on his erect cock till the tip his glans was adjusted in the outer folds of her pussy through the fabric.
Sudhir felt as if his life was going out from his body his cock twitched and came close to bursting as he felt himself against his wife’s ‘choot’, even though with a layer of her panty fabric in between them Neha would make slight adjustments in her position. At times, she would rub his cock against her clit to get for her own pleasure, at other time she would take his cock, some length inside her pussy as much was possible with her panty still on. She noticed Sudhir's face becoming redder….and taking the hint quickly thrust his cock deep inside her pussy fold and felt hot spurts of his cum inside her legs. The poor hubby was relieved at last!
Neha gave her hubby time to recover. Mean while she got up from his body and lifted herself from the bed. She liked the feel of the sticky cum between her legs but given the ‘slut’ she was, Neha began removing her panty. When she was sure Sudhir had gathered his composure, she held her soiled panty to his face and uttered ”ise ganda kiya hai to saaf bhi karo Sudhir”(you've made this dirty so now u've to also clean it)
Without waiting for his response she shoved her soiled panty in her husband’s mouth.
“Madarchoad! Chus meri kachi!”(motherfucker, suck on my panties). Neha murmered again.
Sudhir could only hear ‘Chus meri kachi’(suck my panties)
Again 'Madarchoad!' was not meant to be audible to Sudhir, but was Neha's own style to get her ‘satisfaction’!
Shoving her panty close to his mouth, Neha made sure that part of her crotch area, which was holding Sudhir’s cum was presented Sudhir’s mouth!--------- And Sudhir!!? He was more than eager to taste and savor what ever new experience was coming his way on his “Suhaag Raat”(Honeymoon)
Sudhir could get the taste and smell of mixture of his own cum and his wife’s cunt juice.
“Chuste raho!”(Keep sucking) Neha instructed.
Sudhir ,like an obedient pupil ,continued to suck his wife’s soiled panty till Neha removed it from his face to inspect that the 'slimy wetness' over the crotch area was no longer there.
“Hmmm...This dude will make a fine ‘cum junkie’!!! Maza Aaega!”(I enjoyed). Neha wondered in anticipation.
“Chalo Sudhir ab so Jayen, kal Honeymoon ke liye nikalna hai” (Let's sleep, we've to leave for our honeymoon tommorow). Neha cuddled Sudhir and soon the couple passed into deep slumber.
Next day, close to afternoon they were ready to depart for there honeymoon. (Before marrige) she had chosen Goa as the place for honeymoon as it was her favorite holiday destination for several reasons. Sudhir had booked their tickests and hotel as per Neha’s instructions well in advance.
They were at the porch area of their big bunglow where Sudhir’s mother Vimla Devi and his younger sister Nimmi were bidding them farewell.
Sudhir touched his mom's feet and she showered her blessings like any other typical Indian mothers do. Now it was Neha’a turn. She bent down, touched her mother-in-law’s feet. Vimla Devi held her from her shoulder and lifted her up. ”Bas Bas meri bachi jeeti raho!”(enough my child, may u live long). Neha pretending to show her affection, hugged Vimla Devi and while doing so pressed her jutting tits against her mother In law’s. "Mmmm...Sali Bhudiya ke mamme abhi bhi tana tan hain!”(mmm...oldie's boobs seem great).
Leaving her mother in law, Neha gave a similar “affectionate’ hug to her husband’s sister, Nimmi. As she hugged Nimmi, Neha touched her cheek against her’s (Sudhir was standing just nearby and Vimla Devi was at the other side). Keeping her cheek against Nimmi’s, Neha swiftly let out her tongue and flicked her sister in law’s ear lobe. Looking straight into Sudhir’s eyes she winked at him and ran her tongue across her lips, like some whore does in ‘anticipation’ and in an aroused state. With a jerk she separated from Nimmi. “Chal, take care”(ok, take care). Neha winked at her ’Nanad’(sister-in-law) smilingly.
Soon they were on their way to airport. Neha, acting as per her plans made sure her thighs touched Sudhir’s tightly as they were being driven by their old faithful driver in their big Skoda car. She started to fondle his cock through his trousers.
“Tumhari Maa Aur Behan...”(your mom and sis...) Neha uttered looking into Sudhir’s eyes.
“...Bahut...Acchi hain. (are very nice).
Kitni Garam” she paused again “Joshi se milti hain”! (met me with so much warmth).
“I am lucky meri aise ghar mein shaadi hui”(I'm lucky I married in such a house) she gave his cock a tight squeezee as she said all this! and Sudhir’s cock was hard.
They reached airport and after the formalities of deposition of their luggage and security check were waiting for departure which was in a few minutes time.
The cabin crew team passed by the sitting couple. Neha leaned towards Sudhir and whispered in his ear: “Who dekho! Us Ke Chutar kitne mast hai!"(look her pussy is so yummy). She pointed with her eyes towards one of the stewardess.
"Hai na...Sudhir?” (Isn't it?)
“Bolo na”.(say na)
Hh..hain”(err...yes). Sudhir blushed, having fully understood, what his wife was suggesting. He could feel tingling in his groin. Sudhir by now had started to enjoy Neha’s company and her erotic demure.
“Bilkul Apni Nimmi Jaisi !”(Just like our Nimmi).
As she said the last words there was announcement for boarding. Neha stood up and holding Sudhir by his hand made him rise from the chair. Sudhir was having a kind of blank look on his face. In fact he was going through a range of emotions. The lewd suggestions of his wife, her intimate mannerisms and last but not the least her mentioning about his sister Nimmi, in the same vulgar context was keeping him at a continuous aroused state.
This was perfectly as per Neha’s strategy. Right from the start she had been bang on target and relentless in her approach in molding her hubby as per her whims.
“Chalo”(Let's go) She started walking towards the shuttle with Sudhir in her tug.
After few minutes of take off and flying, Neha was comfortably seated in the executive class seat, with her eyes closed ,thinking about the wonderful prospects that were awaiting them in Goa!
to be continued...
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