Perverted Indian Wife

Sorry no time to translate for the international audience this time. Appologies-Masala

Sudhir kept his face buried between Neha’s ass cheeks for quite sometime, his nose gathering her most intimate odors from the moist and musky ‘rosebud’,

He was in hailing deeply, savoring the smell. He became very hot thinking the nature of the gross act he was up to.!

Now this fresh flush of excitement was multi factorial. Firstly, it was due to the fact that he had been devoid the pleasures of sex, till he married Neha , given his basic gentle and shy nature and strict, orthodox upbringing.

Secondly Neha was versatile in matters pertaining to sex had been successful in ‘molding’ her husband’s ‘virgin’ mind as per her deviant desires.

And finally their contrasting natures, with Sudhir having a gentle demure and Neha being an oversexed young lady with rich sexual history and wild perverted desires were instrumental in Sudhir behaving as per Neha’s commands.

So Sudhir was relishing his introduction to the world of sex under the guidance of his wife ,who in a very carefully and well planned manner was exposing him to

The pleasures of flesh ____ and that too in the only way known to her___ kinky and perverse.!!!

The careful readers must have observed, how by now she had been able to deftly sow the seeds of ‘incestuous’ ideas in her husband’s mind. Not only that she had hinted him that it was all right to experiment with different sexual partners for ones gratification and sexual fulfillment and that she would provide the same to her husband in coming future! While doing this Neha had been relentless in her approach since beginning, asserting herself on him from the word go. Most alert of the readers would also relate that that the sexual activities between the couple so far were of ‘extreme’ kinds. (I have gathered some wrath on this account from some of the fellow members , who have found it….. ‘just to much to be true’!!!).

And it was a n accumulative effect of all ow what written above, Sudhir had his tongue out now and was lapping his wife’s ass crevice with a new found passion.

Neha guided him as to how he could use his ‘pointed’ tongue to fuck her asshole, what she loved calling ‘tushy love’. Neha helped her husband do so by keeping her ass cheeks kept wide open.

Getting her ‘physical’ pleasures from the dedicated annilingus she was receiving from her devoted husband, she intended to compound her joy by getting some ‘perverted’ mental satisfaction as well.

“Kaisa Lagta hai meri Gaand Chatna Sudhir Ummmm?!!!” She heard Sudhir moan between her ass cheeks in affirmation.

“Mere Raja! Tumhe Apni Maa aur behn ki Gaand bhi pasand aayegi!”

She realized Sudhir was titillated after hearing her vulgar remark suggesting licking his own mother’s and sister’ ass, as she felt Sudhir resorting to his rimming job with a new level of enthusiasm!. So there was no doubt left now in Neha’s mind that she had succeeded in making her husband lust for the women of his family!!!

Neha was getting intense physical gratification with Sudhir vigorously lapping up

his wife’s asshole. She also got mental titillation on the account that Sudhir had just responded very positively to her suggestion of incestuous sex.

This and the earlier ongoing sexual activities were enough to make her hot to the level where she needed to have a ‘real hard fuck; .Yes now her ‘mental games’ had heated her enough and she was ready for a cock up her pussy…and she had already made arrangements for that. It was amongst her perverted ideas to fuck some one else, on her honeymoon with her hubby watching and the readers can recollect from the earlier chapters that her erstwhile boyfriend Taufik was already present in the same hotel,

patiently waiting a steamy sexual session with his all time favorite ‘slut.’

So Neha moved ahead and Sudhir had to reluctantly let go the precious ass away from his eager mouth.

“Sudhir Ab Mein Tumhe Asli Sex sikhati Hun!”!Tum sex ke mamle mein abhi kacche ho,isliye pehle dekho aur seekho , phir hum dono ke pas to poori zindagi pari hai aish karne ko!.” .Neha picked her phone as she said this in a matter of fact tone to Sudhir.

Sudhir ,though not clear in her mind as to what she exactly meant but he could make out that perhaps Neha was hinting an involvement of a ‘third’ person- but again like the things had been proceeding between them, did not or rather could not respond in any way!

Neha was now on with the call still looking at Sudhir with an expression that made him broke his gaze and looked down, but not before he heard her say “Han Theek Hai,Taufik Come Right Over Jaan!!!!”….

Sudhir , guided by his instincts got up and tied his pants ,realizing some one else is coming into their suite. Neha did not bother to supplement her clothing and was still topless with just her black silky panties on her body. Her tits proud and jutting, with her1/2 inch nipples erect with excitement confirmed her aroused state. The sexual passion was also evident in her lustful eyes , which made Sudhir to wonder what was coming her(rather ‘their’) way?

Soon his queries were answered by the doorbell… ..and he saw Neha casually walking to answer the same in her almost naked state! Sudhir’s mystified state was compounded on seeing Neha opening the gate and straight away hugging the man who entered!

He was a tall man with a very fair complexion. It could be made out that he had spent quite a lot of time working on his body as his rippling muscles could be made out even when he was fully clothed. In short he was a perfect hunk who was now engaged in a passionate french kiss with his wife Neha, boldly messaging her tits! Still kissing Neha, hey moved across the room, till they reached the couch/sofa ,where Sudhir and Neha were engaged in some hot sex acts a few moments earlier. Presently,his hands were inside her pantie’s as he was sucking on Neha’s tongue, the couples eyes closed in supreme bliss.

Neither off them had bothered to look at Sudhir, since the man had entered their room and the poor fellow just stood there, his feet grounded, witnessing , what seemed an awesome reunion of old friends who probably could ignite strongest of sexual flames in each other.

Finally, breaking the kiss, the lad took out his fingers from Neha’a panty covered crotch , giving them a brief sniff ,before shoving them into Neha’s mouth.. Then turning her face toward Sudhir, gave him a long ‘searching ‘ stare.

“Ama…To Yeh Hai…So this is your Hubby!…....Not Bad!”

He walked couple of steps, with a strong and confident gait and extended his arm offering a handshake.

“ Hi! I am Taufik!”…

Taufik, in accordance with his personality traits, extended his hand in such a manner that his hand acquired ‘dominant’ position in the handshake____ with his palm closing over Sudhir’s. Sudhir could feel the power of the man through the ‘bone crushing’ greeting!

Taufik stared into Sudhir’s eyes, still holding his hand and a mischievous smile across his lips. The glimpse in his eyes seemed familiar to Sudhir ___ similar to what Neha had in her eyes, when ever she was planning or executing one of her newer ideas .

Sudhir felt a cold ‘anticipatory’ chill run down his spine ….The fear of the unexpected was perhaps far more severer than the anguish caused by the assertive and domineering hand shake-----But Strangely, among such feelings Sudhir also had a tinge of excitement, perhaps much due to Neha’s earlier maneuvers, which had created / exposed his humble demure.

At last, Taufik let off his hand and in matter of fact tone spoke “Tumhari Biwi se pata chala ke tum ab talak ‘kunware’ ho?”….Shifting his ‘gears’ and the ‘salutation’ he continued after a brief pause…..“Tune kabhi bhi kisi ki nahi li na!?”

Sudhir just stood there blankly ……the rather ‘frank’ and bold query from an absolute stranger was a bit too much for the poor guy to handle….

“Kyun be! Muh mein juban hai ke nahi”

“j…ji” Sudhir could barely manage to utter.

“Saale! Ghar mein do do ‘maal’ hone ke baad bhi muth hi maarta raha?!!!”

“Pathetic!”…….

Now the last few words had been like a bombshell exploded in Sudhir’s ears….The reaction was a feeling comprising of guilt, shame and again…….. the ‘hidden excitement , in that order.

“Is khoobsoorat sexy bala ko kaise chodega?”.Taufik asked in a mocking tone, pointing towards Neha and extending his arm gesturing her to closer, who without wasting a moment moved towards him submitting her self into the intimate embrace of her longtime lover ,gently messaging her nipples, after wetting them with her saliva.

“Chal koi baat nahi muuna ,Hum Sikha denge tujhe!” Taufik declared in a carefree tone before boldly grabbing Neha’s left breast and two of them resuming another soul searching French kiss………

Sudhir witnessed intently his wife Neha and Taufik were engaged in another passionate French kiss ,during which Taufik was mauling her tits and would occasionally give her nipple a tight squeeze causing her to moan with pain and pleasure.

“Its been a while since we had some good fun! Isn’t it my bitch!?”. Breaking the kiss and looking into Neha’s eyes,Taufik hissed.“Today I will like to make up for the lost time”

“ Yes Jaan!. Take me……..I want to feel like a complete Slut….As this lousy hubby of mine watches…..may be he will get some inspiration and ideas!.” Neha uttered in a equally desperate tone while melting her body in Taufik’s , both of them staring at Sudhir in a sarcastic and cynical manner.

“Chal mere liye drink bana”.Taufik said holding Neha’s thigh up against his crotch , rubbing his rising erection against it, their cheeks pressed together as their mocking stare continued!

Sudhir walked like a zombie towards the suit center table. His mind almost blank____ Not due to lack of thoughts, but, rather due to abundance of them___ He had seen, heard and underwent a lot of things in the just bygone moments ……Things that were new to him , were evil and wicked for sure but strangely…..causing his cock to become hard one more time!

(Readers following the story from the beginning can understand better as to why these mixed emotions were having such an effect on him ____A sexually naïve and naturally timid husband’s initiation into the world of sex by her highly sexed and perverted wife ……the ‘carrot and the stick’ policy, she had adopted amongst other wicked ways, while doing so, were largely responsible for the poor hubby’s present condition).

He poured the drinks as Neha had done some while ago.

“This dude is learning fast”! Taufik commented seeing him fix the drink. The hint of sarcasm was obvious even in the appreciation