PERVERTED INDIAN WIFE

Their’s was an arranged marriage .Sudhir was28 years old, average looking guy, who had inherited huge amount of wealth and property from his father, besides a very successfully running hardware business. He had quit his studies after class 12th and was into his family business after that. His family consisted of a younger sister ,Nimmi, a 22 years old commerce graduate who was perusing her master’s degree. His mother Vimla Devi was an kind hearted Indian woman, with a very religious bent of mind. His father had died of an heart attack few years back and since then Sudhir was the man of the house. Life was running smoothly and through a common family friend Sudhir’s marrige was solemnized with Neha few months back. Neha was 26 years old at that time .She had a brilliant academic record . Sudhir being the only son of the family, with a very decent image ,having no addictions or bad habits apart from having huge wealth and a flourishing business were the factors taken into consideration by Neha’s family while choosing their future son in law. They conveniently overlooked the fact that he had modest educational achievements without having any formal degree or graduation.

Sudhir as previously mentioned, was a very gentle guy much because of high moral virtues imparted to him by his parents. From an young age he was imbibed into his family business and since then he had involved himself deeply into it. He would leave early in the morning and return late evening hours .He had no friend circle and was essentially a family man and a very private person. Simple in his thinking, his needs were very minimal. He had no sexual relation with any female before his marriage, which was not surprising, given the kind of persona he had. The natural physiological phenomenon of course had their effect, and he would often had a ‘night fall’. He would wake up to find his undies/payjamas wet with a slimy gooey fluid. This would leave him with a feeling of shame and fear. Since he was to shy to discuss it with anyone he kept his ‘night falls’ a secret to himself. Only a few years earlier he had discovered the act of masterbutation , quite accidentally, when he came violently rubbing his penis against pillows when he had an early morning erection. This ‘unearthing’ further increased his sense of guilt and embarrassment. He would resort to the act of and on and as quite naturally,his body being young and healthy demanded that a bit of cum be released from it from time to time.

After each masterbutatory act Sudhir ,would almost curse himself for doing something ‘dirty and sinful.’To conclude, Sudhir was a down to earth ,reserved and a shy person who was confused about his sexuality. During before marriage meet , Neha was quick to read these humble and subdued traits of her would be husband and it suited her well!Now Neha was the other end of spectrum-Full of confidence, she loved doing things her way .She was basically a ‘demanding’ person with a penchant for branded items and designer clothes and jewellary. She was a science graduate and had done her post graduation in physics and had an outstanding academic tenure throughout. These were the traits of her personality, which could be made about by those knowing her -but what was not known to anybody was her true inner self! - Neha had intense sexual desires with a very vivid imagination to go with that. Her fantasies were largely those which involved gross perverted acts and domination. She loved to put people in embarrassing situations and getting them to surrender to her whims and desires. If Neha ever bowed to anything it was only her own sexual desires!

From her teen age she had started to enjoy her sex life with the partners of her choice but took great care to hide her sexual encounters and flings from the outer world.-and she had been successful in doing this. So it was not known to her family and the society that what high class perverted lass Neha was in her private world. She made full use of the internet to get new ideas to make her sex ‘better’ .She would read hard core porn literature, download movies, watch pictures that further fueled her fires.- 'Normal was boring' for her and gradually she had developed into a sex crazed creature who liked her sex to be hot , raw and distorted. Domination , raunch, forced sex that included members of same family or same sex were some of her favorite themes, though she was not averse to any kink or sexual situation!. In short, it was the case of “filthier the bettter” for her as far her sexual lifestyle was concerned.

It was their first night after marriage and Neha was all set to execute her plans. She wanted to make it clear on the very first night as to who was going to be the in ‘boss’ and what her poor unassuming husband had in store for him in times to come.

She had noticed a peculiar shyness in the demure of Sudhir while they were going through marriage rituals, especially whenever their body parts happened to touch each other. This further strengthened her believe that her would be husband was going to be a ‘soft target’ and her pussy leaked some hot juices thinking about perverted prospects lying ahead!!!.

So now she was in their decorated and newly done bedroom which was having a dim lighting and lots of flower arrangement. Few moments later, Sudhir also entered the room and Neha was quick to realize that instead of the bride being shy and nervous, it was her husband who looked sort of uneasy and confused!

“AAo Baitho” she patted the bed surface on her left side which had very little sitting space let , as Neha herself sat more towards the foot end of the double bed. She was going straight for the kill!

“ Aaja Behnchoad” she murmerd in her mouth .(she uttered these filthy words , to excite and fuel herself ) Sudhir heard the new bride say some thing looking into his eyes but it was not loud enough to be clearly audible. ”Ji?!”.

Ignoring his question he held his arm and made him sit on her left side making sure that their thighs firmly pressed along each other .

Candidly but with a confident motion Neha put her arm around his neck pulling him closer to herself .Without giving Sudhir any time to react, she bent sideways and captured his mouth with hers !!! Mean while she boldly thrust her hand into his crotch and started rubbing and fondling his semi hard cock and balls over his pajamas. She was shamelessly rubbing his groin, her tongue deep into his mouth .

This went on for a while and when she felt Sudhir was fully hard from her actions , she suddenly withdrew back from the kiss , gave his cock one final squeeze and stood up.

In her minds she was satisfied on the account that what ever she just felt appeared to be a ‘promsing equipment’

“But he better learn fast to use it under my guidance” she thought to herself.

She moved back a bit and stood a little distance from Sudhir, all the while staring into his eyes, as if trying to gauge his reactions. Sudhir looked up towards her for a moment but as his eyes met hers , he quickly put his head down , obviously not able to match the stare!

“There it goes! Perfect begining!” Neha was filled with a sense of triumph .”he is a submissive meek male, an ideal husband for me--- like I always wanted in life!”

Neha ,all the while staring at him began to remove her jewellary and heavy bridal clothing. Soon she was in her petticoat and blouse and was comfortably seated against the head rest of the big king size bed. Sudhir hadn’t budge an inch from his place and was still sitting at the foot end of the bed and still looking down !!!

“Kabhi Kiya Hai Kisi Ke Saath?!”

“K…Kya” Sudhir looked up.

“Yeh!” Neha quickly replied making a an obscene fucking gesture with her hand ,still boldly looking at him. She was taking no half measures and was determined to exert her total dominance !Sudhir was visibly shaken at this blatant display of the new bride. His face became beet red and just kept gawking at her with a feeling of disbelief !!

“Bolo Na”! Aise kya dhek rahe ho”?!”.

“Are mein puch rahi hun kabhi kisi ladki ya aurot ko choda hai?!!” “Chodna samajhte ho na?!”. She again made that obscene gesture with her hand.

The baffled look on Sudhir,s face was contradictory to the bulge in his pyajmas .Was he getting turned on subconsciously by such lewd behavior of his wife?!!!-and the bulge was obvious to the experienced eyes of Neha as well. She decided to turn on the heat further.

“KYon kabhi nahi choda na?!”

“N Nnahi!”.Sudhir barely managed to utter and looked the other way again.

“To kya haath se hi…..!?”

Sudhir was stunned to hear the last question. His very personally guarded secret ,which afforded him pleasure but about which he felt blameworthy and sinful as well was known to his just arrived wife?!!!

He wished earth would split and swallow him up away from the piercing glare and questionnaire of his novel wife on his wedding night!

“Idhar dekho?!”

“Muth marte ho kya”?! This time Neha’s tone was softer and huskier……

“Han”

“Mujhe dikhao kaise marte ho!” Neha came closer to Sudhir and almost whispered in his ear. She was now by his side on all fours .She started giving soft and sensual licks to his ear once again put her right hand on his cock

“MMMM Muth maro na please!. Mein Dekhna chahti hun” Rubbing his cock she moaned again before resorting to nibble at Sudhir’s ears. Her skilled administrations

had intense effect on Sudhir ,who was now supporting a maximum erection. Neha went for the cord strings of his night wear and soon opened them. “Utho. Utaro ise”.Sudhir stood up and his pajamas fell down. He walked out of them. His cock was now tenting out from his white jocky underwear. Neha caressed it from above his underwear and herself felt moist between her legs as she saw and felt a magnificent erect cock “But No! First things first!” She resolved. She lowered Sudhir’s underwear and his cock sprang up hitting her face. She liked what she saw. It was a lovely 6 inches cock with almost a young teenager’s look on it with a nice pinkish glans .

She adjusted her face and was soon sniffing the tip of his cock”MMMMMM”!” she moaned loud enough for Sudhir to know the she was liking the smell of his cock.

“Mast Lund hai tumhara!” she said looking into Sudhir’s eyes.

She got up and made Sudhir sit on the bed with his throbbing erection . Neha ,now on her haunches, positioned herself in front of him. She took his cock in her left hand and let out a big wad of saliva on its tip. She rubbed it along the shaft of his cock and repeated the procedure several times , till she was satisfied that Sudhir’s cock was well lubed.

“Lo Ab Maro muth“ ise meine apne thook e chikna kar diya hai!!”. When ever she would say some thing kinky or sexy to her husband she made it sure to look into his eyes to maximize the desired effect such dirty talking was supposed to have on him --- And it was working every time! “SSSS” She heard Sudhir moan.

She took Sudhir’s hand and placed it on his cock .“Lo pakro apna lauda aur shuru karo muth marna” Already hot with excitement , never ever been before with any female, first ever time exposing his erection to some one else , Sudhir started pumping his cock Soon his hand gained momentum .He was obviously in supreme state of arousal ,watching his lovely wife as he masturbated. Neha was keenly watching his face. Experienced in matters pertaining to sex, she intended to ‘interfere’ in her husband’s solo sex act when he would be close to his orgasm. Just as she felt that Sudhir was about to release his load of cum , smiling wickedly ,she squeezed his balls and pressed the root of his cock at the same time, causing him to groan in pain and frustration!!! -----And Neha? Well, She took pleasure watching the pitiful state of her miserable shy husband , the perverted wife was still supporting a wry smile on her face ,obviously contended that things were going the way she desired!. “Jaldi kya hai ! Oh my dear sohna , my baby……..!”Now she was standing in front of her husband again running her hands over his cock and balls. She pressed her tits into his chest and ran out her tongue across her lips acting like a perfect slut. Soon she got Sudhir rock hard again and started shagging him with her hand. Holding him by his cock , Neha started moving across the room till they reached a side table . Still in her petticoats she was rubbing her pussy against his thighs and thrusting her breasts on to his chest . Jerking her husband in such passionate manner she soon made him reach near his climax stage again. As she realized the moment had come, the evil lady smartly took some ice cubes from the ice bucket and shoved them into Sudhir’s crotch!! “

“OHH MAA! ………..!” Sudhir shrieked.

“kYA JI! Muth marte huye maa ka naam leten hain kya?! Chhhi chhI chhhi!”.Neha showing no respite teased him in a mocking tone!

“Nnnnahi Who Tumne…..barf dali ….is liye..!

Neha stood watch fully. Now twice she had made her husband come close to having an orgasm but not allowing him the desperately needed release on both occasions.

Any signs of anger ,rage or violence?___ There were none!

Of course, quite understandably Sudhir was in a bewildered stage-----but importantly for Neha, he was not showing any behavior suggesting he had a stout male ego or temperament.

Neha moved back , opened a small bag and took out some whitish papers from it. Sudhir was still standing there with a drooping cock ,now somewhat ashamed standing naked ,below waist ,in front of his wife. He felt more mystified and confused by Neha’s conduct.

She now wanted to give her hubby some teasing show before having what she had in her mind.

“Kabhi kisi ki dekhi hai?!” She sat on the bed with her legs uncrossed and pointed towards her pubic area.

Slowly raising her petticoat up to her knees she again fixed her eyes on Sudhir.

Sudhir was stunned looking at the creamy legs of her sexy wife, obviously never been treated to such a visual delight!- and imaging what more will be unveiled , once more the despondent husband was getting hard yet again in front of his teasing wife!

Neha lifted her drape fully in a jerky motion and now her crotch was bare revealing her panty clad pussy!. Boldly she pushed one of her hand inside her panty and started to rub her clit. A bit of her luxurious pussy hair became visible as she was doing so.

Sudhir’s throat became dry! He was keenly watching the proceedings with a child like curiosity and strong sexual urge. Neha brought out her hand and motioned Sudhir to come closer. Like a zombie Sudhir walked across to her Neha and put her finger’s beneath his nose .She knew it always worked. Scent of a female never fails to excite any virile male, no matter animal or human!!!

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...

PERVERTED INDIAN WIFE - Part III

F/m, Incest, humiliation, cuckold, Voyeurism

After landing at Goa Airport, they checked in their hotel, where a luxury suite had already been booked for them earlier. As soon as they were alone, after their luggage was deposited, Neha started her flirtations again.

Rubbing her crotch over her dress, she hissed "Darling! Zor ka peshab laga hai!"(I need to piss badly).

Without bothering to bolt, leave alone locking the washroom gate, she loosened her Salwar, lowered her panty, and giving her pussy one long rub with her hand, proceeded to urinate!. All this was of course deliberate to keep Sudhir in a perpetual aroused state.

Neha began peeing with some force, making sure, the noise of her piss hitting the waters of the bowl was loud enough for Sudhir to listen. Sudhir was standing right in front of the bathroom gate, his feet ‘planted’ to the floor as he watched his lovely wife pissing in front of her. His eyes were fixed at the groin of his wife. He couldn’t believe that a very private and basic bodily act like urination could have an erotic effect on him!

Neha leaned back a little so that creamy her upper thighs, pussy hair and piss flow could be better visualized by Sudhir.

“Kya Dekh rahe ho!?(What are you seeing?) You naughty boy! Bad manners!" Neha said in a teasing tone, registering a mock protest!

Like as if caught stealing, Sudhir broke his gaze and hurriedly walked away from the toilet door to sit on the sofa with yet another hard erection!

“Saala chutiya! Baccha hai bechara !”(Bloody fucker, just a kid still). Neha wondered.

“Yeh dekh leta to heart attack se hi mar jata!”(If he'd have seen this then he'd have got a attack). With that she put two of her fingers in her pussy, gathering some remnant piss drops mixed with her own body juices and put them straight into her mouth, before giving them a quick sniff!. Given her perverted nature, doing so was one of the acts, which never failed to turn Neha on!

She flushed, arranged her dress and washed her face. She applied some fresh make up and put on a darker shade of lipstick. As she was coming out of the washroom Sudhir could see her dialing from her hi-tech cell.

“Hello Jaan” Neha greeted, the person receiving her call.

“Yeah we reached a few moments ago”

“Yeah me too! I was waiting for this day for so long you know”!

Sudhir could not figure out, whom his wife was talking to but could make out that she definitely sounded eager and excited as she talked.

“All right then! I will give you a call when I am ready”

Still talking on the phone, she walked across to Sudhir and started playfully playing with his hair

“Ok Bye Taufik!” She ended the call.

Neha kept the phone aside. She lowered her self on Sudhir, who was sitting on the luxurious sofa. Neha was feeling kind of horny after talking to Taufik. Taufik was her erstwhile colleague, in her college days. He was also one of Neha’s best friends and favorite sexual partners. Coming from a rich and cultured family, his sexual tastes matched Neha’s. ----He liked his sex to be raw, dirty and un- inhibited. They had enjoyed each other’s company previously on many occasions in their private world, together or in groups that included people having similar deviated sexual preferences.

Little did the poor, unsuspecting Sudhir knew that Taufik was already present in the same hotel as per prior plans!

Thinking about her past escapades with Taufik and ‘brilliant’ prospects around the corner, Neha was getting thrilled and wet in her pussy, with her dirty mind speedily weaving new plans all the time.

She leaned on Sudhir, and kissed him square on his lips, shoving her tongue, inside his mouth ”Meri jeebh chuso!”(suck my tongue)

Sudhir promptly complied and began sucking on his wife’s juicy tongue.

Now Sudhir was falling in love with his wife. Remember, she was the first female in his life and since she had arrived, Sudhir was afforded with immense sexual pleasures. He was developing strong feelings of warmth and affection towards his newly wedded wife, who had been successful in keeping him in a constant state of arousal, since they started to get intimate, opening new horizons for him from time to time.

Like a diligent and attentive pupil, he was willing to learn, whatever new lessons in lust, Neha was coaching him, since her arrival.

Neha still dueling her tongue with Sudhir, took his hands and placed them over her taut breasts

“Mere Mamme Dabao Sudhir!…Zor se! ….Dikhao tum kitne mard ho!”(Squeeze my boobs,  hard, show me how much of a man you are). Neha sort of challenged her hubby in a sexy husky tone…they again locked in another passionate kiss, their eyes closed as Sudhir, ‘rising to the occasion’ began to maul and knead his wife’s breasts!

Neha liked her tits to rubbed and pressed with some force and vigor and Sudhir was doing pretty good job massaging Neha’s tits, he centered on her nipples pinching them hard, causing his wife to moan in pleasure.

“Shabash mere sher! Aise hi!”(Lovely my Tiger, ya this way). Neha encouraged him to continue the cruel and harsh manipulation of her breasts. This went on for some time, when Neha breaking the kiss, rising from the Sofa got away from Sudhir. She liked to carried own but was moving in accordance with her plans.

“Kuch kha pee leten hain Sudhir! Phir maza karenge!"(Let’s eat drink something then we’ll have fun). She winked at him as she said “maza karenge”(we’ll have fun) leaving Sudhir in pleasant anticipation.

"Ji ! Acha!”(ok). He replied .

Neha appreciated that “Ji” for “tum” was still being maintained by Sudhir !Neha moved to the other end of suite and ordered some stuff from the room service. Sudhir noticed, how gracefully she moved and talked into the phone. He was looking at his wife with a feeling of awe and admiration.

Soon, two waiters were arranging their stuff in the cozy corner of the suite as per Neha's instructions. She motioned Sudhir to come over and sit besides her.

Neha had called for ‘Bacardi’ breezers (Vodka pre-mixed and bottled with lemon or orange flavored carriers) along with mixtures of delicious looking and aromatic veg and non-veg kebabs. Sudhir had not seen such foodstuff before. Neha had carefully decided this menu as per her taste and ‘designs’!. Sudhir had been a strict vegetarian and tea totalar till now due to his pious and strict upbringing. Of course Neha’s family also practiced similar norms, but she ventured into the ‘forbidden food zone‘, whenever she got chance. It was again much due to her distorted nature and rebellious attitude. She also liked to drink and had realized quite early that ‘liquor was her’ thing when it came to enjoyment and having good times. The ‘bubbly’ helped her unwind, made her enjoy her sex better and be innovative and uninhibited. Occasionally she would also smoke, mostly during her drinking sessions. Neha never did drugs though.

“Saala gala khusk ho raha hai! Kitne dino se pee nahi….”(bloody throat is parched, haven’t had a drink in many days). She murmured as she put the drinks in two glasses. Picking one up, she offered the other to Sudhir.

“Cheers!” she toasted her glass and took a strong gulp from it .

Sudhir also took a sip of the ‘new’ drink and immediately realized that it was indeed unique. “Ji! Yeh Kya hai?”(what’s this?).

“Zannat hai mere buddhu saayain! Pee lo gata gat!”(this is heaven my silly lover, drink it quickly)

“Yeh sharab hai!?”(this is alcohol)

“Nahi !Gadhi ka Peshab hai!”(no, it’s donkey’s pee). Neha replied, sounding frustrated and somewhat annoyed.

It was amongst one of her wicked policies to morally corrupt her husband and his family as per her whims. “Pee lo! Daro mat! Dekho mein bhi to pee rahi hun darling, Tumhe who maza dungi ke yaad rakho ge, agar nahi peoge to yahan honemoon pe bhi muth hi marte rahoge!”(drink, don’t be afraid, look, even I’m drinking darling, I’ll give you that pleasure that you’ll remember a long time, if you don’t drink then on our honeymoon you’ll be using only your hand) “Ise chuune bhi nahin dungi!”(Wont even let you touch this). She pointed towards her pussy.

Taken aback by her threat Sudhir started to take small sips of his drink.

“Good boy! Now wrap it off! Ek ghunth mein khatam karo!”(finish it off in one sip). She ran his hands on Sudhir’s thighs coaxing him to gulp his drink

“Dekho aise”(look like this). Neha put her glass to her mouth and finished its contents all at a same time. Feeling her hand on his thighs, inching up towards his crotch and seeing Neha polish off her drink in one go, Sudhir also gathered his guts ,and closing his eyes, tried to

do as he was told. Though the poor boy, managed ‘bottoms up’, but it was not without uneasiness and discomfort. Not only he coughed violently, he felt the cold liquid, causing intense ‘burning’ in his body as it traveled its way down his food pipe and then down his intestines. This physical discomfort was perhaps far less than the ‘denting’ caused in his psyche, which made him painfully aware that he had treaded into the ‘prohibited domain’, having just broken an important family tradition of not drinking alcohol.

Neha was smart enough to notice all this. Quickly she moved closer to him, her hand grabbing his cock, over his pants and kissed Sudhir on his cheek!

“Oh Sudhir! I love you….my darling husband! Tum wakai mein sher ho”(you really are a tiger). Her words and actions were not only meant to apply ‘balm over her husband’s wounds’, but also to take him further down the lane of depravity.

Neha offered him a piece of veg kebab and before he could finish it off had already poured the other drink. She knew the simple rule well the way to get drunk. Simply drinking faster! easy!

“Accha! ab jaise mein peeti hun ,waise hi piyo!”(ok, now drink as I drink)

Neha went little easy on Sudhir with the second drink but made sure he matched sip for sip and finished the second drink in couple of minutes along with her. All this time, Neha kept looking in her hubby’s eyes with a loving and seductive look….! She could make out, that Sudhir was slowly but surely coming under influence with his eyes flaring and his face getting redder.

“Darling tum mujh se pyar karte ho na!?”(darling, you love me na) she asked him.

“hain! ji”(yes) Sudhir answered looking in her eyes.

“kitna”?(how much?)

“Ji Bahut sa!”(a lot)

“Ooo my sona! I love you too!”. She again pressed her body close to his.

“Chalo ab ye khao!”(ok, now eat this). Neha picked one chicken kebab and took it nearer to Sudhir’s mouth.

“yeh chicken kebab hai! Very tasty!"(this is chicken kebab)

“JI mein chicken nahi khata!”(err…I don’t eat chicken)

“Raja meri khatir! Thoda sa bhi nahi khaoge”(my king, won’t you even eat a little for my sake?). Neha again ran her tongue across her lips like a seductress, keeping the kebab close to Sudhir’s mouth.

The alcohol, his wife’s close proximity and now this sexy seductive gesture were all having their toll on Sudhir.

“Par Ma ji ko pata chalega to….”(but if mummy comes to know then…)

“Ma ji ko Laude pe rakho aur maza lo!”(put mum on cock and enjoy). Neha pressed his cock and said!.” Aur Phir! Unhe kaun batayega!”(and then who’ll tell her) .Without giving him time to react to what she had just said suggesting his mother, she pressed the piece to his lips and seeing Sudhir open her mouth to receive it smiled with a feeling of triumph and satisfaction! The perverted wife was enjoying herself.

Neha continued her drinking session with Sudhir. She ordered some more drinks and made sure that Sudhir was under optimal level of intoxication. Neither too drunk too pass away into drunken stupor nor to remain in a state that could enable him to ‘question, reason or protest’ against any of Neha’s wicked designs. She achieved this by pacing rate and quantity of their drinks .The depraved and sinful wife also made it a point to keep her husband in a constant state of arousal and provocation by her kisses, caresses and of course her trademark 'lewd and dirty' talking.

Neha had became all the more confident, after having succeeded in making her husband drink liquor and have non vegetarian food items, just by the magical power of her bodily charms and well planned and premeditated vulgar mannerisms. She knew this was by all means, a great moral victory for her in her pursuit to assert her total dominance over her modest and unassuming husband…And it had made her more ‘lethal’!

During this period Neha would take a generous sip of the drink, then, asking her husband to open his mouth, would transfer the drink along with her saliva into his mouth and the couple would lock in a passionate kiss, after tossing the drink mixed with saliva into each others mouth a couple of times.

At other times, Neha would lift her kurta/shirt and bra and spill the vodka cocktail on her nipples making Sudhir to sap the liquor from lusty tits of hers!

”Mere Nipples Chuso Raja!!…Ummmmm!……. Kato Inhe….Kha jao!..”(suck my nipples my king…ummm…bit em…eat em). She would coax Sudhir in a sensual tone.

Neha removed her Shirt bra and was now sitting along with her hubby just in a ‘salwar’. She had her breasts mauled and sucked , over a longish session. Getting bolder and adventurous, she proceeded to put liquor this time on her armpits.

“Yahan Se piyo Sudhir!…..meri bagalon se!. Chato meri kankh ke bal! Mmmmm. (drink from here Sudhir, from my armpits, lick my armpit hair! mmm)

“Suck my armpits You son of a bitch !!! Mmmmmm” Neha moaned in lust and power she was commanding over her newly wed spouse!

Sudhir, perfectly under the erotic spell weaved by his sluttish wife and effect of vodka, was furiously lapping at Neha’s armpits. He was literally chewing on his wife’s substantial growth of underarm hair, which were providing him a heady aroma of Neha’s sweat, mixed with liquor.

“Mmm...Sudhir! You son of a bitch! ……..You are doing it just the right way..!…..Aise hi chus meri baglon ke baal Maadarchoad!”(keep licking this way the hair of my armpits you motherfucker). Neha pressed her pits harder on Sudhir’s sucking mouth.

Neha was getting turned on getting rampant and zestful oral attention in her armpit area, which happened to be one of her erotically sensitive zones. Also the continual success of the wicked wife in suppressing her husband and making him act as per her desires made her more positive and horny.

Now it was the first time, Neha had openly abused her new hubby loud enough for him to hear. By saying “Maadarchoad” (as if “Son of a bitch!” was a lesser degrading abusive remark), she wanted to make sure that the ‘vernacular’ and modestly educated husband of hers got to hear and understand fully what she intended him to.

“What would be his reaction to this? She was gazing.

Besides, saying these derogatory words to degrade her husband and assert herself on him, the particular abuse that had a clear incestuous suggestion to it, was let out by Neha on a purpose. The intent was to sow the forbidden seeds of incest in her hubby’s mind that was a novel entry into matters pertaining to sex. Neha understood it perfectly well that Sudhir’s mind was purely ‘raw’ and gullible to any sort of sexual orientation……..and her hubby nurturing incestuous desires for the women of his family , was amongst the perverted wife’s favorite fantasies…!

And so far there were no signs of protest or defiance from Sudhir, who was still busy lapping up liquor from his wife’s armpits, taking turns each side, as per Neha’s instructions…!

Neha got extremely hot by the ongoing situation .She wanted some more ‘physical’ satisfaction. How so ever shrewd and manipulative she was and how ever keenly she had planed Sudhir’s ‘gradual’ initiation into the perverted kind of sex, as per her wicked thoughts, still the fact remained, she was a young healthy lady, whose mind and body got stimulated by alcohol and the ongoing sexual foreplay.

She hurriedly ordered Sudhir to remove his pants and almost like a famished animal took Sudhir's throbbing erection in his mouth and began sucking on it, making wet slurping noises……Her eyes closed in supreme bliss……her fingers furiously rubbing her pussy over her salwar…..Neha preferred stimulating her pussy when ever she gave a blowjob to someone……She was amongst those females who just loved the feel of a hot and hard cock in their mouth…and it turned her almost as much as having a cock in her pussy……! Basically she was a very ‘oral’ person…sucking cocks, tonguing someone’s mouth ,sucking on tongues, putting her mouth to the most intimate natural orifices of both, males and females, gave her immense sexual thrill and satisfaction….and it was with the same kind of thrill she was sucking her hubby’s cock.

Neha took Sudhir’s entire cock in her mouth, feeling the warm knob of his cock in her

throat….pressing her throat hard on it. Now the most ardent of cocksuckers would have gagged at such kind of ‘oral cock worship’…but not Neha. She had perfected the ’art’ of ‘deep throating’ over the years! Suddenly she released his cock from her mouth. Sudhir’s cock jerked like a spring causing him to moan in extreme sexual delight. Neha held his cock from its root and began rubbing it against various parts of her face. She hit it on her nose, eyes….and against her cheeks before putting it again into her mouth sucking it like a ‘possessed slut’. She held Sudhir’s cock from near its glands, causing his pee-slit to open a bit. She pressed the tip of her tongue against the pee slit, as if she would fuck it with her tongue itself.

The couple was thoroughly enjoying the fellatio, both the head giver and the recipient.

Neha felt her mouth drying and jaws aching from such zestful cock sucking. She let out Sudhir’s cock from her mouth and sitting up took a strong gulp of ‘vodka breezer’.

After taking a few sips down her throat, Neha took another strong sip along with an ice cube in it and still keeping it in her mouth, again bent sideways, to take Sudhir’s cock in her mouth.

“Mmmmmmmmm!”…..Sudhir moaned in ecstasy feeling cool contents along with Neha's ‘hot’ tongue on his cock.

She drank her sip sucking on Sudhir's cock.

“Maza Aaya BEHEN KE LAUDE!…..MADARCHOAD?!!!”(liked it sisterfucker, motherfucker). Neha asked her hubby, boldly looking in his eyes, with a expression, which had shades of both, tease and triumph.

Neha continued looking at Sudhir's face…., just having abused him in a fit of lust and owing to her naturally dominant demure. She was still gripping his cock, hard and wet from her vigorous sucking…she massaged it running her palm and finger tips over its glands….Sudhir’s facial expressions revealed that he was in a state of supreme bliss.

Obviously, the fact that his wife had just called him “Madarchoad”, “Behen ke laude” had not caused a wilt in his erection. Did he ignore the comments being in a state of ecstasy? Was it that his body demanded that the pleasure trip he was being afforded by his new wife, on their ongoing honeymoon just continued irrespective of anything else, what so ever? Or still , his wife’s naughty mannerisms since their being together had gradually succeeded in getting him to accept or even enjoy such like abuses with ‘incestuous’ overtones!!!?

“Hmmmm Sala shai chal raha hai (going the right way), cant wait to see his cock buried deep in his younger sister’s tight, hot pussy!!!” was what was going on in the wicked and perverted mind of his wife, Neha at his very moment.

Neha decided to go on with the action to get her pleasure. She got up and stood before Sudhir. She had removed her shirt earlier and was in her silk black bra and salwar.

Once again she lowered her right half of her body lifting her arm a bit and kept her right armpit over her hubby’s face, making sure his nose was in middle of her hairy armpit. Neha had realized this very well that her husband responded wonderfully to her body smells and every single time she made him smell her body odors , she had succeeded in making him hot and horny. She knew she had succeeded yet again as she heard Sudhir moaning in her armpit , taking deep smells. Soon, Sudhir let out his tongue to lap up the sweat and began to virtually chew and nibble the hair in her pits. The animalistic sniffing and sucking of Neha’s armpit by her husband Sudhir went on for a while before Neha changing her position , captured Sudhir’s mouth, smelling and tasting her own armpit aroma from her hubbie’s mouth. The couple got another kick from this act and once again the exchange of saliva and tongue dueling commenced, with Neha virtually shoving her tongue deep inside Sudhir’s mouth. While still kissing Sudhir, Neha felt the hard and throbbing erection with precum on its tip. Now she was leaning over her husband on a sofa, her legs aside his, their mouths engaged in a kiss and she holding his cock in her right hand. In this position Neha began to rub Sudhir’s cock over her pussy, through her salwar.

Sudhir could feel his cock against the folds of the swollen pussy of her wife, even through the fabric! Neha was also enjoying the feel of the hard cock between her legs rubbing her pussy. This ‘dry humping’ went on for a while, before the experienced wife, got up once again and shoved her crotch on her husband’s face.

“Meri Fuddi sungho” (smell my pussy). Neha urged Sudhir.

Sudhir didn’t need any encouragement He could smell the distinct, heady aroma of Neha’s ‘worked up fuddi”, even if was covered with her salwar. Guided by a pure animal instinct it wasn’t long before Sudhir began munching between her wife’s legs. Neha responded positively to the oral administrations of her husband and began humping her crotch over his face rubbing her fuddi wildly all over it.

“Mmmm sungh!….., chat!….Sexy hai na?” (mmm…smell, lick, it’s sexy right?)

“Saaale! Tujhe zannat dikha dungi mmm! Bas tu mere kehne pe chalta reh ! ”(I’ll show you heaven, you just do as I say).

Now the dirty-minded wife went for the kill….

“Sudhir Tumhari Behn…….UFFFF! N…N Nimmi…… mmmm uff….Nimmi ki Fuddi ki smell bhi sexi hogi!!!!u mmmmmmmm!!!”(Sudhir, your sister, uff…Nnimmi’s pussy’s fragrance would also be sexy…)

She leaked a few more of her pussy juice in response to her own lewd suggestion and noticing her husband grab her ass firmly to get her pussy firmly placed over his mouth! Sudhir had liked the suggestion! Phew! Her ‘innocent’ hubby was getting fonder of ‘fuddies’(cunts)!…. and it seemed .it didn’t matter whether it belonged to his wife or even his own sister!

Sudhir continued to tongue fuck Neha's 'fuddi' with an aggressive passion. He was grabbing her by ass as he kept his mouth buried between hiss wife’s legs. Neha taking encouragement from her earlier 'perverted' remarks and the 'positive' effects it had on her husband, decided on to carry on the heat further.

"Sudhir tumhe fuddi pasand hai na?!......Bolo Sudhir is se khelna accha lagta hai kya?"(Sudhir you like cunts? Tell me Sudhir, you like to play with it?).

She sort of pulled back and asked Sudhir in sexy and sensual whisper, again looking into his eyes...

"Chut ko sunghna....,ise chatna,,,isme Lund dalna.....!? Bolo na Sudhir?”(smelling pussies, licking em, inserting ur cocks in em?). She continued with her sexy probe.

"Jjji Hain!"(yes) was all the aroused and intoxicated husband of her could mutter in response.

"Good! Mein tumhe aaj ke baad kabhi 'chuton' ki kami nahi hone doongi mere raja! Mera funda hai zindagi mein khul ke aish karo, tumhe aisi aisi mast chut dilwaungi...ke tumhara lund mera murid ho jaiga. Bas tum mere kahne pe chalte raho!"(good, hereafter, I’ll never let you fall short of pussies my prince, my principle is live life to the fullest, I’ll get you such cunts that your cock will always be thankful to me).

Neha was now openly talking to her husband in a lustful and lewd manner, promising him a life, that would provide him full pleasures of sex, involving multiple partners.

And Neha could see that the expression on Sudhir’s face was that of ‘lusty anticipation’, much to her liking. She drew a sense of personnel satisfaction and triumph on the account that she had been succeeding so far in initiating and indulging her husband into the world of ‘perverted’ sex. She was now sitting by her husband’s side, holding his hard cock with her arm around his neck. She was lovingly staring into his eyes and would often lean to let out her tongue, to which Sudhir would promptly respond by capturing her wife’s tongue and sucking on it.

“Sudhir! Tumhe pata hai ke chut mein kya nasha hai?”(Sudhir, do you know what intoxication lies in this pussy?) Neha ventured ahead, rubbing her palm over her pussy. “Aur is lund mein bhi!”(and even in this dick), squeezing Sudhir’s cock in her hand, she continued her seductive mannerisms.

“Bas youn samajh lo ke agar inka sahi istemaal kiya jaaye to zindagi ka mazi hi kuch aur ho jata hai. Mein janti hun ke ab tak tum is maze se mehroom the, Par ab nahi! Ab mein aa gayi hun naa!” “Lo Ab Dil Khol ke Maza lo!” (know this, if you know how to use this then life is all fun, I know that till now you were deprived of it but not henceforth, now I’ve come no)

Neha got up and removed her salwar. Sudhir just loved the sight of her wife’s creamy thighs and sharp contrast of her black silky panties. Neha had a splendid figure with a very beautiful pair of legs to go with that. Her thighs were stout with creamy white flawless skin. Neha thrust her pelvis towards Sudhir’s face, pushing her panties aside affording Sudhir a very sexy view of her wet glistening cunt and rich pubic bush.

Once again she relied on her old formula and before letting her vulva touch Sudhir’s tongue, purposely held her hot and aroused ‘fuddi’ close to his nose, in order to make him smell her private odors. SHE COULD EASILY MAKE OUT Sudhir was doing exactly that, taking long, deep breaths against her pussy with his nose embedded in her pubic hai. Neha would adjust her position, so that Sudhir could smell her intimate body parts all over and deciding to carry on her perverted ways further, she lowered her panties to her knees and turning her back to Sudhir, bent down holding her ass cheeks apart ,exposing her ass crack and beautiful ‘pinkish’ puckered asshole!

“Now smell this you son of a bitch….!”

A deviant rush rippled up Neha’s spine when she pictured her naïve husband sniffing and licking her asshole. It was also one of the means to show her total dominance over Sudhir. Sudhir meanwhile was looking for the first time, from such proximity at a young ripe woman’s ass and he was not disappointed in what he saw. There stood his wife, bent in a sexy and lash vicious manner, baring her posteriors to the gaze of her lustful husband and not only that, asking her to sniff her ‘inviting’ butt. Any inhibitory thoughts to the downright filthy demand of her sluttish wife proved meek and insufficient and soon Sudhir was found leaning forward and burry his nose between Neha’s robust ass cheeks.

“Chat Gandoo! Madarchoad!!”(lick my asshole you asshole, motherfucker). Neha encouraged him. As if Sudhir need any. The smell was different from how Neha’s cunt smelt, having an distinct earthy quality to it but was in no way not unpleasant to Sudhir, to say the least.

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