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Victim of Lust

By: dreamer117



(This is a true story of an Indian wife lived in USA, but I added a few more characters from my imagination to spice up the story) 

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I got married at the age of twenty two to an NRI who has a roaring software consultancy business in US. I shifted to US with my hubby and had exhilarating sex life with him over the year.

When I reached 30, I began feeling, our sex life reached a point of stagnation and my hubby lost all interest in sex as he had been reeling under the impact of recession that dwindled his business activities causing his intense anxieties. Maybe, that had been awfully disturbing him mentally that I could understand. As a life partner how could I turn a blind eye to his dilemma and his withdrawal from sex activities?. 

But in the prime time of my sex life how could I ignore my passion, my lust and my hunger? This had put me in a spin of dilemma that neither my hubby could feel, nor could I express it to him. Thus I started bleeding inside finding no immediate way out. 

We had no child. That might have complicated my problem further. Though we did everything not to get a child during first four years, we left no stone unturned in getting a child next few years. But I couldn't conceive. We consulted some Infertility Centers to diagnose our problem. They could find no major physical or sexual problem in us. Then came the recession and put my hubby totally out of gear.

Of late to recover his dues from various clients he started traveling widely across the country leaving me alone most of the time. As my hubby didn't allow me to work all these years and gradually I lost my mind to work somewhere, I was put under additional pressure of living alone in this far away country. 

Sometime I felt, "Shall I go back to India till my hubby recovers from his difficulties?" But next moment my mind filled with guilt. How could I leave him alone in his moment of distress? So I left my heinous idea of going back to India. 

I left with few activities when I am alone. Going to shopping malls, cooking, watching TV, gossiping with neighbors and hooking to Computer. Though I was not very keen in Internet surfing earlier, I felt, I could kill more time in Internet surfing than in roaming around in a mall, watching TV or gossiping with neighbors. Slowly it made me addicted. I also started discovering a lot of adult entertainment sites. 

One day I bumped into a site that dealt with lonely wives and their frustrations. I found it very interesting. I began browsing the site regularly. When I read the stories of other women like me, I found, all my frustrations echoed in their stories. The site was full of various suggestions and methods to get away with loneliness related frustration. 

It linked to a passion site where a lot of adults registered their profiles to make friendship. I registered me in a fake name, though I put down my other details in my profile truly. Just in a day I got more than a dozen mails showing interest in me. I scanned through their profiles and felt that no one was honest to their motives and mostly were old people.

But I thanked them all for showing interest in me and began looking for more mails. After a few days I got a mail from a college boy who invited me to browse his profile before replying to his mail. No proposal, no sweet words. I immediately felt interest in browsing his profile and finding his intention.

From his profile I learned that he was a college boy in his early twenties and from a very respectable family, if the family background provided in the profile was to be believed. He only looked for married women who were in the grip of seven-year itch syndrome. He proudly provided some names who certified him to be genuine and fulfilled their desires. I felt that these certificates might be his own creation. But still I liked the manner he illustrated his motives. Immediately I wrote to him asking him to provide me with his photo and enquiring how to fix dating if he matched my expectation.

Next day he mailed me his photo. He looked tall, handsome, well built with a boyish face. He also informed that he was available mostly in the week ends. He also asked me to provide my photo so that he could decide whether I could fulfill his criteria. I felt fascinated by his approach and with some hesitation mailed my only full figured half naked photograph to him. 

This picture captured by my hubby secretly when on a Sunday I came out from the restroom wearing a yellow panties and a yellow dressing gown hanging just on my shoulders with my boobs all exposed. I quarreled with my hubby for capturing me in this obscene position, though mentally I loved it. It was one of my most beautiful pictures. I looked like a beautiful model. My quite big tight boobs with upright nipples with large dark brown areolas were so prominent in the photo that they could lure anybody. But we never shared this picture with anybody. It was loaded in my hubby's and my laptops. 

I still didn't know why I chose this provocative picture when thousands of other pictures were available in my laptop. Was I so desperate to hook the guy? Had I ignored the risk of its misuse? Probably yes. But I was sure that if he had no other intention, this erotic picture of mine would seduce him enough to respond immediately. Who wouldn't love dating a tall well contoured woman like me with sparkling eyes, two big tight tits with upright large nipples surrounded by bark brown areolas and lovely shining black hair?

Anxiously I was awaiting his reply hanging on to my PC. My assumption was correct. Within half an hour his reply flashed in my system, "Wow! What a figure! Love to meet you" with his mobile no. I immediately called him. He gave his name as Bob in his profile. I didn't know whether it was fake like mine.

"Am I talking to Bob?" I gushed out holding my breath in excitement.

"Ya, but whom am I talking to?" the other side replied with a question.

"I'm Sheila. Just now I got your contact no." I gave my fake name, though my actual name was Priya.

"Hi Sheila, I didn't expect your call so early. It thrilled me" Bob talked gasping.

"Me too. It is a pleasure talking to a very handsome boy like you" I flattered to keep my intention straight and clear.

"It is also my pleasure talking to a lady with such voluptuous figure" Bob didn't hide his excitement too, "When can we meet?"

"You are mostly free in the week ends, as you mentioned" I licked my lips, "Maybe, this Saturday".

"Ok that's fine for me. But I'm also available in the week days if not tied up with studies. Anyways, we can meet on Saturday" Bob told vivaciously.

"Ok dear. But where do you stay? You gave a place name in your profile that is unknown to me" some anxiousness rattled my words.

"Don't worry Mam. The place you had mentioned, if genuine, it is only half an hour drive from my place" Bob spoke fluently with a bit of suspicion.

"Is it so? That's great" I shrieked exuberantly.

"Then you must be knowing Unicorn restaurant in your locality?" Bob asked holding his breath.

"Oh, ya. It is just five minutes drive from my apartment" I replied, "At what time could we meet?"

"Say, around three in the afternoon" Bob exhaled, "Would it be alright, Mam?" 

"That's fine" I also exhaled. "Please give me a call when you leave. I will start accordingly."

"Fine. Goodnight honey" Bob told very sweetly.

"I Like it. Thanks for calling me honey so sweetly" I laughed but felt some excitement inside my panties. "Goodnight dear".

Just in a few minutes conversation we closed to each other. I felt it amazing. He called me 'Honey', I called him 'Dear'. Was it a precursor to the happening that had been scheduled in a few days time? 

I was not incorrect in my assumption, for Saturday ultimately turned out to be my greatest adventure in my life. But it didn't come without any anxiety and nervousness. Should I go for this adventure? That was the first question troubled me again and again. The my conscience, my morality raised their voice. Throughout Friday and early part of Saturday these issues tormented me. Wouldn't it amount to cheating to my hubby, particularly when he had been passing through his bad days? The thought hounded me like a wild animal. 

Till I got a call from Bob at around two thirty, I was puzzled. I was praying that Bob never called me or postponed the meeting by another week so that I could mentally prepare myself for the adventure. Even on Saturday morning I felt calling him to request him to postpone it by week, though I was not sure whether my hubby would come by then.

But I could feel, a thrilling experience had been knocking at my door and my passion was mounting. My conscience warned me repeatedly about my indulgence in an immoral act. But I was unable to handle my passion and lust menacingly hammering on my mind. My inner sense was in a serious dilemma on the value of morality in this era of materialism. It put me in a cross road. Should I go? Or should I ignore Bob's call?

When Bob called me again that he would be reaching the place in another ten minutes, I couldn't ultimately shy away from the temptation. I shook off my last bit of hesitation and came out of our apartment. In the melee I couldn't get time to dress properly. I came out wearing a pair of jeans and a black top that I was wearing till morning. Only I could manage to put some perfume to cover up the smell of perspiration that I had over last few hours due to daunting tension testing my nerve.

I drove to the restaurant that Bob mentioned and parked my car. When I came out of my car I could see a well built guy restlessly strolling in the front of the restaurant. As I saw his photo, I was pretty convinced, the guy was Bob wearing a short and a colorful shirt. I heaved a sigh of relief coming so casually dressed. I slowly walked to him and asked gently. "Hi, are you Bob?"

He turned back and recognizing me he smiled broadly, "Oh ya". I could see a flash of relief in his face as if he was pondering whether I would turn up.

"I am ..." I almost spelt out my real name, fumbled and recovered rapidly, "Shiela".

Bob took my hand keeping his smile intact, lifted it and kissed passionately, "Glad to meet you, Mam. Lets go inside".

We walked into the restaurant. It was not a very big restaurant, but quite cozy with great ambience. Bob took me to a corner table, led me to sit down before taking his seat.

"Shall I speak a truth, Mam?" he murmured, "I didn't expect you to come".

"Hey Bob, first of all stop calling me Mam. Better call me Sheila. Even you can call me Honey" I smiled at him, "But tell me why didn't you expect me?"

"Generally I observed, most of the ladies backed out at the last moment" he looked at my eye, "Either they feel nervous, or they suspect a trap".

Truly speaking, he was right. I was quite nervous and was unable to suppress it. He could have noticed it. Though I was desperately tried to suppress my nervousness, I confessed, "You are right, I am bit nervous. But what do you mean by a trap?"

"Honey, it is not so easy to believe a person. That too, after exchanging some mails and a few phone calls" he breathed rapidly, "They are some rogues everywhere. I maybe one of them".

"Come on dear" I shirked off my initial nervousness, "You don't look like that type of guy. You have a pretty nice innocence face."

"Oh, thank you, Mam" he didn't hide his emotion, "It is a great relief. I can now talk freely about my mission. But first of all lets have some drink. Would you like beer or some other drink. I will take beer".

"I don't mind taking beer" I gushed out. I felt, gulping some beer I could soothe my nerve before I was pushed into some unknown world of sex odyssey in next few hours.

Bob ordered a few bottles of beer and immediately turned his face towards me, "I know, your mind is terribly disturbed about my intention. You must be pondering why a guy in early twenties prefers to date with a married woman than to date with some pretty girl friends. Isn't it, honey". 

I was taken aback. Could he read mind? I was just thinking on this line and about to ask. I fumbled and whispered, "No exactly. But to some extent, yes".

Meanwhile, a barmaid brought two bottles of chilled beer and two beer mugs. She politely placed the mugs in front of us and asked us whether she could pour the liquid. Getting our nod she filled up our mugs, placed the bottles in the table and vanished. We both took the mugs and almost concurrently yelled, "Cheers".

I was very thirsty due to my nervousness. So I gulped almost half of the liquid in one go. Maybe, I was in a hurry to have a quick kick to bury my residual uneasiness in no time. But Bob was not in a hurry. He sipped a bit and started talking, "Thumps up to you. Most of the ladies never speak so frankly. They try to hide their thinking. Anyways, let me tell why I prefer to date with married women and not with pretty girls. It is long story. Request you to listen to me patiently".

As anticipated, the rapid gulp of beer started working on my body and I began feeling relaxed. To hasten the process I sipped some more and told, "No problem, dear. It will a pleasure listening to your story".

Bob sipped some more beer and began telling his story, "You know, I had a lovely girl friend. She was not only pretty but crazy about sex. She was so crazy that one day she took me to a steamer party and seduced me to fuck her. That was my first fucking experience. It was nerve wrenching experience. Thereafter we used to have sex very often. I fell in love with her and decided to marry her. But then came a shocker. She married to a rich guy and started to refuse meeting me. Even she refused to talk and blocked my calls. When I tried to call from some other mobiles, hearing my voice she used to reject my calls. I was totally broken. At that moment I couldn't think beyond her. It was terrible period of my life. I started drinking a lot. One day I drank a lot in a restaurant and couldn't get up. The staff of the restaurant had a tough time to tackle me. When they decided to throw me out, a lady, maybe of your age, came to my rescue. She asked me where she would drop me. But I was not in my sense. Ultimately she took me to her apartment. Next morning when I came to sense, I narrated my despair and she advised me not to date with another girl at this young age. Advised me to concentrate on my studies".

Bob stopped and gulped some more beer. In the mean time I finished my mug and Bob filled my mug again. As I was feeling high, I emptied half of the mug in one gulp. It kicked me further. I looked at Bob and asked, "Then what happened?"

"When I told her, I love making sex and how can I do it without befriending with other girls?" Bob paused for a moment and then said, "She advised me to date with married women who love to have sex with no string attached. She also told me that hundreds of married women like her feel neglected by their husbands, either for their over engagement with professional activities or for their gradual inclination in making sex with other women. Most of these neglected women are desperate to have sex with other. Then came another shocker, but good enough to change my view. She invited me to have sex with her. I had a real ecstatic fucking session with her. Even I felt more satisfied than I had with my GF. It changed my view entirely. Thereafter whenever her hubby was out-of-station, she invited me to her house and we had some lovely mind-boggling experiences. She advised to me put an ad in a passion site to find out more such married women who would like my pumping with no string attached. She also told me that my God gifted sexual qualities, particularly my endurance and cock size should not be wasted by hooking to a single woman. I should use it in pleasuring as many as women as possible. Her applause was a great inspiration. I put the ad and immediately flooded with requests. But I was very fussy about the look. So I used to refuse whenever I got a request from a woman not looking good. Still I found a lot and they kept me busy in my sexual adventure every week end. Even in the week days. When I failed to find a new connection, I call up my old connections and at least one of them readily agrees. Can you believe, one lady is so fond of my fucking that she doesn't mind driving 200 miles to reach my place whenever I call her".

He stopped again and looked at me enthusiastically to find out my reaction. Truly speaking I was awfully struck hearing his story and his mission of satisfying married women. I couldn't speak. But my passion sparkled in my drowsy eyes. I was sure, he got the message. Otherwise he would not have lifted my hand and repeatedly kissed it to send a electrifying sensation on my entire body. I gulped rest of the beer to make me flying in a new horizon of expectation. 

"You know" he cut down his emotion and spoke with more conviction, "When I narrated two of my friends about my mission and how it was working satisfactorily, they also put up ad and they were also flooded with requests. But they are not fussy like me about look. So they get new connection every week. Sometime we exchange our partners and go for a group sex. Doesn't it sound exciting?" For a lady who never had sex with other person, how could she realize the excitement of a group sex? So I kept mum dwelling in the efficacy of next move by Bob. He looked at me intensely and tried to evaluate whether I was ready for the next move. I licked my lips vigorously to indicate my surrender. Sensing my readiness, he leaned towards me and whispered, "I think, we are now ready to have more exciting moments. Lets go out".

He called the barmaid, paid the dues and asked me to follow him. I got up. I could feel, the effect of beer completely took control of my body and mind.

We came out of the restaurant and headed towards his car. On the way he told that he would take me to a nearby lovely nature park where they could relax. I was bit amused by his word 'relax'. When he used 'fuck', 'cock' freely and unhesitatingly in narrating his story, why did he feel so shy in saying that we were heading for a fuck. He knew, he hooked a new connection to have a new fucking experience. I knew, I put my foot in an unknown world of sex odyssey where a stranger would evade my pussy which was so long an exclusive property of my husband. 

Then why did he stop saying that? Was he giving a poetic twist to the fucking session that we were heading to? Being an Indian it gave me a lot of mental comfort. We always try to put sugar coating on any thing however nasty it might be. 

He told me to leave my car here and to accompany him in his car. I did whatever he said. He whizzed his car to the high way in no time.

"It will take about 15 minutes to reach that place. You will love the place" Bob told keeping his eyes on the road, "By the way I just forgot to tell you. I never imagined that I would get an Indian lady so close to me. You are the first Indian to respond to my ad. Your mail excited me. So excited that I decided to forgo my look criterion. But to my great surprise, my look criterion didn't betray. You look so gorgeous. Have such a beautiful figure. It was just beyond my imagination".

I looked at him. His expression has no sign of pretension. He meant what he said. I could feel, my hesitation, my struggle with conscience and morality were slowly evaporating. I could find a new woman in me. Liberated with no inhibition. My hunger had been mounting every minute. My passion was flying. I could feel, my pussy began juicing, my panties wet. 

I didn't say anything. Only smiled at him passionately.

After driving about ten minutes in the highway he left highway and entered into an inside road surrounded by deep forest. After a few minutes, Bob left the metal road and entered into a non-metal road inside the forest. Sun was still shining strongly. But the high trees prevent sunlight to enter the area. The entire atmosphere was mystic that could elevate sexual urge. I agreed with Bob. I started loving the atmosphere.


Victim of Lust



I could see two more cars inside the forest. Bob stopped the car by their side and murmured, "Oh shit, they reached before we could."

I could not understand what he meant. But it appeared that he had been referring to his friends that he talked about in the restaurant.

He came out from the car and came to the other side to open the door to invite me to step out. I came out of the car and found, just a few feet away a lady was sucking a cock kneeling down.

"He is my friend Alex. We study in the same class" Bob told in one breath, "The lady is a wife of an industrialist who does not have time to make sex with her. I had couple of session with her."

I began shivering. Maybe, out of fear or out of excitement. I didn't know. I was mentally prepared to have sex with Bob. But never thought in presence of other couple. 

"Sheila, look at that side" turning little he pointed out, "He is my other friend Tom fucking a new lady. I don't know her."

I turned my face and saw about 20 feet away, a guy called Tom pinned a lady on a tree trunk, pumping her vigorously holding her thighs on his hands. The lady was groaning loudly feeling the excitement of a wild fuck. 

But before I could react to the unbelievable fucking very close to me, Bob hugged me and started kissing me passionately. It was very hot. No other guy kissed me so passionately other than my hubby. But of late I couldn't get any warmth out of his kiss. So Bob's kiss infuriated my lust. I reciprocated it by pushing my tongue inside his mouth. Getting my response he started sucking my lips. 

Slowly, he took out my top. I helped him in taking it out by raising my hands. He threw it on the bonnet of his car. He hurriedly slipped my bra straps from my shoulders and moved away little to allow my bra to fall exposing my boobs.

"Honey, you have lovely tits" he grabbed my left boob with his right palm and began squeezing it. He leaned little bit and took my right nipple in his mouth. He sucked it. He nibbled it. I felt a quiver in my body. Thereafter his every sexual advance sent some electrifying sensation through my spine. I couldn't imagine, sex with other could be so thrilling.

He stopped sucking and nibbling my nipple. Hurriedly unbuttoned his shorts and pulled it off his legs. I looked down. It was a terrific sight. A huge cock popped out and was throbbing in the air. Its size was double of my hubby's cock. It looked like a monster.

"Hey baby, you like my cock" seeing my bewildered eyes Bob yelled and pushed me down, "Suck it honey. You will love it".

I put his cock head in my mouth. He started pushing it inside my mouth. It was so large I had to open up my mouth to full. I swirled my tongue over his cock head. Sucked it. It gave a tremendous pleasure to him. He groaned loudly, "Oh gosh, you suck so well. Suck it more, suck it more".

He pushed his cock further pressing my head towards him. It went deep into my throat. It almost choked my breath. I coughed. Moved back, but didn't stop sucking it. I could feel, my pussy began juicing madly. The pussy discharges were so huge, they began dripping through my panties on my thighs.

I continued sucking, licking his cock holding it with my hands. He moaned and groaned in extreme pleasure, "I can't believe, you can suck so beautifully. Suck it dear, suck it. I love it".

Suddenly he withdrew his cock from my mouth, lifted me with his hands, searched for my jeans button. He opened the button, unchained my jeans and pushed my jeans off my legs. I was now standing in my panties and my bras hanging in my waist. He kneeled down, pulled down my panties to my feet. I somehow managed to take one of legs out of my panties. He lifted my freed leg upward and put his mouth on my pussy. 

"Oh shit" I screamed and closed my eyes with extreme pleasure. He started licking my pussy. Sometime pushed his tongue inside my pussy, sucked my clit. My pussy went berserk. It began squirting huge cum. Bob went mad sucking all my cum. While sucking, he could only say, "I am yet to meet a woman who could squirt so much".

I knew, my pussy was hungry for a fuck by a stranger for the first time. But I was unable to guess what was brewing in Bob's mind. A tiny bubble of morality still flying in my mind suddenly burst.

Bob pushed me back, licked his lips full of my pussy juices, unbuttoned his shirt and lied down on the ground between two cars. His hard-rock huge cock looked upward like a pillar. He yelled, "Come on honey. Fuck me".

I was puzzled hearing him. I didn't know how to fuck him Since our marriage my hubby fucked me. I never fucked him.

"Come, ride on my cock, put your hands on the cars and fuck me" Bob was desperately showing me how to do with his hands. I could follow his instructions. I placed my pussy on his cock head spreading my legs on both side of his body. I put my hands on the bodies of two cars between which Bob was lying. I dropped my body slowly. I could feel, his cock was slowly entering my hungry wet fuck hole. When I dropped my body fully, I could sense, his cock head hit my G-spot. I immediately got a massive orgasm. I could have fallen. But Bob held me from the back and asked me to slide up and down slowly. I now realized how a woman could fuck a guy.

I was just thrown out in pool of incredible sexual pleasure. I couldn't even in my wildest dream imagine sex could be so ecstatic.

Quickly I learned how to move up and down holding tightly the car bodies with my hands. 

"Oh Bob, I can't believe, I am fucking you" I shrieked in utter pleasure.

"Baby, you are fucking me so nice" Bob replied in rattling voice, "Can't believe, you are fucking a guy for first time. You are a great fucker, honey".

His encouragement lifted my spirit. I accelerated my vertical movement on his steaming shaft. I was groaning loudly. Bob was constantly talking lewd words to inflame me further. 

Suddenly we could hear shrilling sound of a hooter that was advancing towards our place.

Bob pushed me vigorously. I hooked out of his dick and fell down head long. 

"Honey, Police. Pick up your clothes and get into the car. Quick" Bob jumped out, took his shirt and shorts and got in to the car naked. I took few seconds to recover from my shock. Then I picked up my jeans, panties, top and rushed to the car. My bra was still hanging in my waist. I could see the scramble among the other couples around. 

All three cars whizzed through the narrow non-metal road to the other side of the jungle. After driving some distance, we got a metal road. By then we could hear the hooting sound receding.

"Sorry honey" Bob exhaled loudly, "Police sometime raids this place when they found some cars inside the woods. Sorry honey. I am extremely sorry".

"That's fine, Bob" I consoled him, "Better luck next time". 

I knew, I had already got my life time dream-come-true experience. Since Bob kissed me, I had innumerous orgasms, some were tumultuous, some were volcanic. Maybe, number of orgasms, leave apart their intensity, I had in the last few minutes could be more than I had experienced during the first year of my marriage. 

"Why better luck next time?" he looked at me and smiled with a conviction, "Evening is still young, honey". 

I knew, what he meant. The game was not all over. We both were sitting naked in the car. In normal time it would have been a terribly awkward sight. But we were flying in an ecstatic world of sexual odyssey. At least unknown to me. So the sight didn't disturb me. Rather when my eyes suddenly fell on Bob's lower part of the body, I was amused to see his dick still erected and furiously throbbing for the climax that he was yet to reach. It thrilled me. I was enraptured. 

After moving some more distance, we could see highway up there. I thought, Bob would take the road climbing up to the highway. But he chose to move under the pillar of the highway and stopped there. It was almost a deserted place.

"Hey Bob, why did you stop here?" I asked him with a bit confusion, "Is it a safe place?"

"Don't worry. Police will not come here" Bob switched off the car, "Only some cars may pass through this lane. They may look at our car curiously. That's all. No other risk. But thrill is always worth a risk. Isn't it honey?" 

"Maybe" I mumbled. 

"Come baby. Lets have more fun" Bob said jubilantly, "However, we will make it inside the car. Lets play it in the back seat. You will love it. "

Except highway light up there, there was no other light. It was dark. So Bob switched on the car's cabin light. It was not very bright. Rather mystic.

I removed my bra from my waist and put it on the top of my jeans, top and panties that I heaped in the front seat. I went out of the car. Bob opened the back door. I silently got into the back seat. I saw Bob's shorts and shirt were awkwardly hanging in the head rest. I realized, while rushing to the car Bob threw them in a hurry. I pushed them to the back tray. Meanwhile, Bob moved to the other side of the car and got in. 

"Honey, you are simply a great fucker" closing to me Bob whispered, "You know, the industrial's wife, you saw there, she couldn't do it even now."

I knew, Bob was trying to recharge my passion resorting to this flattery. I didn't believe, a lady in search of sexual pleasure outside marriage couldn't do it what I did. But Bob didn't realize, in the company of a stranger for sexual pleasure, that too first time in life, my passion had never died. Rather the alarm of a Police raid intensified my lust like a mounting climax in a thriller.

I hugged Bob and kissed him. I grabbed his dick with my left palm. It was wet. I knew, the juices over his cock were all my pussy discharges. 

"Oh dear, it is really big" lowering down my head I murmured, "It's a monster".

"You like it?" Bob pushed my head further down, "Right now it's all yours, baby".

I began flickering my tongue over his cock head and then swirled my tongue over it. Slowly I took it on my mouth and sucked passionately. I couldn't believe, I was sucking my own cum. Bob groaned in pleasure, "Oh gosh, I feel so good".

Then I licked his cock up and down and almost cleaned it. I held it with both palms and wrung it slowly while my tongue was gyrating on the cock head. Bob once again groaned loudly that whipped my passion further. I accelerated my licking and sucking. My pussy was juicing madly. I could feel, the juices were dripping in the car seat. 

"Hey honey, I know, your pussy must be full of cum" Bob's voice shuddered, "I love to suck your cum. Lie down".

He pulled my hair and pushed me to lie down. Swiftly he slipped backward. Both the back doors were open. So he faced no obstruction. He took my legs apart and lowered his mouth on my pussy and began sucking vigorously. I got huge shivering across my body. I felt as if I was thrown in a whirlpool of accelerating frenzy. I could feel, a huge orgasm was building up in my wet and hungry cunt. Bob continued to suck, lick and fuck my pussy with his tongue.

One car whizzed past our car and its headlight fell on us. But it vanished to the highway in no time. I was sure, the car inmates saw our act. Even for a second. The realization elevated my urge further.

"Darling, I can't wait more, need a fuck" I screamed. "Come ... Fuck me, fuck me out"

I pushed Bob. He quickly climbed on my body, sucked my left nipple and placed his cock on my pussy. He pushed it. But it didn't go deep in my cunt. His car was not a big one. So he was not feeling comfortable to fuck me in this position. So he came inside the car, put his right leg on the floor. Put other leg on the seat near my waist. Pushed my thighs apart so that my pussy opened up further. He positioned his hard rock dick on my pussy hole and pushed it vigorously. It went inside my pussy just like a red hot knife cutting a block of butter.

He started pounding my pussy. I screamed, groaned and moaned with extreme pleasure. He speeded up his ramming. Each time his furious cock head touched my G-spot I screamed in ecstasy. I could feel, his cock was swelling rapidly inside me and its friction with my cunt wall was intensifying. 

"Ah, ah, what a fuck. Honey, you are fucking my brains" I shrieked, "Fuck me, tear my pussy. I love it dear. Ah ah ah .....".

"Honey, what a great cunt, so juicy, so tight, so hot" Bob screamed, "Your hot pussy is roasting my dick. Can't imagine, fucking you will so great. Ah .. Ah .. Ah ...".

Though I lost my all worldly senses, still I could sense some flashes of light. I knew, some more cars passed our car. The inmates must have seen us fucking in the car. Bob mercilessly pounded my pussy. How long, I didn't know. I only knew, he would not stop till he reached his climax. But I got innumerous orgasms, every now and then. 

"Oh dear, I'm gonna cumming, I can't hold anymore... Oh Oh .. Can I dump it inside you?" sensing he didn't put a condom Bob whispered in my ear.

"No problem darling. I won't mind. I love hot seed ..." at the peak of my ecstasy how could I ask him to withdraw? 

"Then take it, take it honey. It is for you baby" Bob howled like a wild animal and dumped a huge hot load on my pussy. I could feel his endless ejaculation, like a jet of hot water sprayed in my cunt. It gave me my final orgasm. Another, volcanic one.

We lied hugging each other for quite a time. I could feel, the huge cum dumped inside me was gushing out of my pussy and falling in the car seat.

Bob got up. Kissed me in appreciation, "It was great. This is my best fucking in life".

I got up. More juices gushed out and fell on the seat. I yelled, "Hey Bob, your car seat is getting wet."

"No problem dear. I will wash it" Bob smiled sweetly, "It gets dirty at least once in a month. Don't worry".

I realized, he fucked many other women in the car. So he was not at all bothered. I came out from the car and went to the front seat. Took my panties and tried to clean my pussy and thighs as much possible with it. Then I put on my jeans and top. In the meantime Bob had put on his shorts and shirt. I asked Bob to pass my purse that he dumped on the back tray when he took me to his car in the restaurant.

Somehow I managed to stuff my wet panties and bra in my purse and got in to the car. Both of us were totally exhausted. But we couldn't wait there longer. So Bob slowly drove the car up in the highway. Having exhausted he couldn't drive in high speed. He drove slowly to the restaurant where I left my car.

He gave me parting kiss, "Honey, it was great. Love to have more of you soon".

"Why not. I too will look for the next meeting anxiously" I reciprocated his kiss, "Let me tell you Bob, my real name is Priya. Sheila is my net name".

"Oh nice name, Priya!" Bob smiled sweetly. 

I got up in my car and drove back to our apartment. I still didn't know how I had managed to drive my car to home when I was totally exhausted both physically and mentally and my entire body was under a siege of huge cramps. 

When I was walking to our block, I saw one of our neighbors, a German lady Frau Sheila Wolpers was coming out of our apartment block. In fact I faked my net name with her name which was also an Indian name. When we came almost face to face, I smiled at her. 

Noticing my tipsy walking she asked, "Hi Priya, are you alright?"

"Ya, I'm fine" I replied keeping my smile intact.

"Your hubby is not in the town, isn't it?" she looked at me strangely.

"Oh ya" I confirmed.

"Must be enjoying his absence!" she chuckled with a mysterious look. 

Her oblique comment took me of guard. I felt annoyed. So I hurriedly walked away.

When I entered our apartment, I felt going straight to the bed. But my body was stinking badly from the sweat and cum left in my body during our sexual intimacy. So I went to our guest restroom. Putting the light on, I looked at the mirror. I was shocked. I realized why Sheila made such oblique comment. Seeing white patches on my face, smelling bad odour from my body and my unsteady walk, she must have sensed, something was wrong and I had some extramarital sex. 

Looking at the mirror, I discovered, my face was full of white patches. Had I had fair complexion, those patches would not have been so prominent. But on my dusky skin they were awfully conspicuous. I recalled, when I licked my pussy discharges stuck all over Bob's cock, some of those white secretions stuck on my lips and cheeks. Thereafter I had no chance to wash my face. Moreover very bad smell was coming out from my body. Sheila must have noticed all these oddities. Oh, what a shame! Sheila was a very friendly neighbor of us. She had a very high regard for Indian women. Had I tarnished my image? Should I do something to patch it up with her?

I took a long shower, cleaned my body thoroughly. I washed my pussy with commode shower again and again to remove all traces of Bob's huge thick cum and my love discharge. I perfumed my body and came out from the restroom naked. Went to our bedroom and put on a night-gown. I came out to our living room where I dropped my purse. 

I took out my panties and bra from my purse. My bra got wet from my panties. Still they were wet. I smelled them. My nose squeezed on very pungent smell coming out from them. I still didn't know why I decided to preserve then as it is as a memento of my first extramarital affair. Still they were preserved wrapped up in plastic in my cupboard. Whenever I looked at them, I got some electrifying sensation all over my body.

Then I took out my mobile. Saw a lot of miss calls from my hubby. A sense of guilt choked my throat. I immediately rang him.

"Hi darling, where were you last few hours?" my hubby gushed out with a tinge of annoyance.

"Sorry dear" I fumbled for a moment to search for a suitable alibi. Getting one I lied, "I was in a mall. Sorry darling I forgot to take my mobile".

"Ok, Ok" my hubby toned down his voice, "Look, I'll be stuck up for few more days here. Probably, will be back on Wednesday".

"That's fine. But don't stay longer" my voice shuddered.

"No way" he confirmed, "Have you finished your dinner?"

"Just now I took a shower. Going to the dining room" I felt some ease in my talk.

"Ok. Goodnight dear" he put off his mobile without bothering to hear my reciprocation. That was his problem. It sometimes irritated me. I felt neglected. 

I had no appetite. I took some fruit juice and went to bed.

Though I was totally drained out, I couldn't sleep. Reminiscences of my afternoon adventure kept on invading my mind, raising some disturbing questions. Had I crushed my sense of morality? Had I cheated my hubby? Could I ever wash my guilt off? But a few counter arguments shuffled across my mind to tune down my sense of guilt. Were I not so adventurous, would I ever sail in a voyage of sexual odyssey beyond all my imagination? Could I ever know, the sex could be so tumultuous, so explosive, so ecstatic? In eight years of our marriage I never got this perspective of sex. That didn't mean, I didn't enjoy sex with my husband. But all were stereo typed, that too in the confine of bedroom or in a hotel room. Not the out-of-the-world feeling I got a few hours back.

Was it because I had sex with a stranger? Or was it because of Bob's monster cock that fucked me beyond all my fantasies? Or was it because of making sex in public places with high risk? Bob was right when he said, thrill was always worth of risk. When Police chased us, it gave me a new feeling. When headlights flashed on our car to see us fucking, my pleasure went berserk. Nobody could get this rapturous feeling even in their sky reaching fantasy in a bedroom. I was now convinced, every woman in the earth should have this experience at least once in her life. 

I spent the entire night in a state of drowsiness jammed with exciting happenings in earlier evening. Maybe, at the fag end of night, I could sleep that was broken when my mobile started ringing.




Victim of Lust



I picked up phone lazily, looked at the number, couldn't guess who was calling, "Good morning. Whose speaking?"

"Hi Sheila, I mean Priya, I'm Bob. Had a nice sleep?" Bob asked politely.

"Oh, Bob. Yes, yes, I has a nice sleep. What about you?" I yawned in between.

"I couldn't. The happenings in the last evening hammered me to keep awake" Bob confessed, "Are you free next Saturday?"

"Coming Saturday!" I tried to recollect my hubby's schedule, remembering his coming by Wednesday I lethargically said, "Oh no dear. I have some urgent work. But don't worry, I'll let you know, if I could manage some time". 

I knew, I couldn't take any risk when my hubby was around. So there was no question of meeting Bob next Saturday. Still I preferred to keep Bob in good humor.

"That's fine. Let me know. Otherwise I'll call someone else in the queue" Bob whispered.

"You naughty boy! Teasing me?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Honey, if you are there, no one can jump the queue" Bob laughed loudly.

"Bye Bob" I yawned again and cut short our talk.

"Bye honey. MUAH!" Bob kissed the phone. I could hear the sound.

I got up from the bed. Went to the restroom. Looked at the mirror. I blushed. It reminded me the day when I had my first sex after marriage. I had almost same sort of feeling. Only its perspective had changed. That day I was drowned in a sense of fulfillment, satisfaction and happiness discovering a new woman in me. Today I was sunk in a new sense of fulfillment in liberating me from the curses of taboo, discovering my own space in my existence. 

Suddenly my conscience throttled my joy of liberation. Reminded me, my husband would never endorse my liberation, nor would society at large accept such immoral act. A shivering went down my spine. I knew, I couldn't reveal it to my hubby. At any cost I had to hide to save my marriage. But how could I face Sheila, our German neighbor? She had sensed something. Otherwise, a polite lady like her wouldn't have teased me so openly, "Are you enjoying your hubby's absence?" Should I confess to her and seek her advice? After all she was older than me and had seen more of western permissive society. I decided to confide her. I knew, her husband always stayed at home on Sunday. Then how could I speak in presence of her husband? But I could not wait. Some uncanny feeling was brewing inside me. I had to vent it out. 

After taking breakfast I knocked at Sheila's apartment. She opened the door and smiled at me. I could see a huge cloud of surprise all over her face. 

"Hi Priya, come. Any problem?" she didn't hide her surprise, "I never saw this bubbly, chirpy girl with such gloomy face. What happened?"

"Sheila, I need your advice" I didn't pretend, "I had done something wrong yesterday".

"Well, come inside, have some tea and then we'll talk" Sheila pulled me to come inside.

"No, no. I had my breakfast" I sat on a sofa and looked at her, "Is your hubby there?"

"Ya, but he is busy with his laptop. Don't worry. He will not interfere in our conversation" she asserted, "But first take some coffee. But you Indian like tea more than coffee, Isn't it?"

"Ya, but I prefer coffee" I said little unmindfully. 

She vanished to their kitchen. I was restlessly panting. I knew, till I vented everything, my mind would remain restless.

Sheila came back with two coffee mugs. She gave me one and sat by my side with the other. 

"Look at me, Priya" she sipped a bit from her coffee mug, "Yesterday you had sex with a stranger. Isn't it?"

I was taken aback. I didn't expect her to be so forthright. But it relieved me from some pressure.

"How did you know?" I asked with huge bewilderment in my eyes .

"Surprised!" Sheila smiled mysteriously, "You pretty girl, you do smell so sweet whenever we meet. Times I appreciated your perfume. But yesterday you smelled horribly pungent. Your feet were unsteady. And those white patches on your face? I knew, what they were". 

I looked at her and inhaled deeply. But couldn't speak.

"Don't worry my baby" she shook her head mildly, "It happens in life. Don't feel guilty".

"Are you consoling me, Sheila?" my lips started trembling.

"No at all" she smiled, "I had had such experience in my life. Now I enjoy it".

"What!" my eyes were almost in verge of explosion.

"Listen, you sweet girl" she kept her coffee mug on the table and said, "Many married women faced this crisis in their life. Particularly, women with no children. After marriage honeymooning period lasts for two to three years. Then sex life starts stagnating. It becomes a routine leading to monotony. Adding to that hubbies get more involved in their professional activities. Sometime they start looking for extramarital sex. Since they work outside, they get more chances".

Sheila stopped, lifted the mug and sipped a bit. I was listening to her hypnotized.

"My hubby has most of his business interests in Europe. So he travel to Europe very often. He stays away for long period, even sometimes for months. Initially I was not perturbed having no sex for months and looked forward to his return. But slowly I started feeling, wait was killing my sexual urge. At the same time I got a feeling that my hubby enjoyed hot company with some girls. From his cursory talk I could get hint. Then I thought, why should I deprive myself? I started looking for my sex partner. And first time when I made sex with someone else, I struggled like you. My conscience torn me in and out. But slowly, I realized, so long I was not emotionally attached, enjoying sex with other was not immoral".

I couldn't believe my ears. I was surprised, how a dignified lady like Sheila could speak out her heart with no uncertain term.

"You know Priya" Sheila licked her lips and said, "Then I met two more frustrated wives, one Italian whose hubby is a sailor, stay away from home months together and one French whose hubby is a marketing executive, mostly on tour. They have no child like me. They are of my age, around forty. We now ganged up to get fun. Our hubbies know our activities. But they do not interfere. This gives them the leverage of their own way of enjoyment. You know, it is mutual. We all know, what we are doing, has no emotional attachment, only fun, fulfillment of sexual pleasure. We have a very naughty website named 'Naughty-wives-adventure.com'. We invite only young college boys to join us in our party. And they know, these parties are nothing but sex parties. We never invite old people for two reasons. One, they unnecessarily feel interested to know about our private life. Two, these young boys have real sex power satisfying our fantasies and desires".

"Oh my God. I can't believe it" I screamed in excitement.

"I guess, you now feel relaxed. Maybe, one day our gang of three will be gang of four" Sheila looked at me curiously, "But that's a different story. Right now whatever you are doing go ahead. Don't feel shy, don't feel guilty. Nothing wrong in it. Now tell me, did you enjoy your first sex outside your marriage?"

"Oh ya. It was terrific. A life time experience" I gushed out, "I couldn't believe, sex could be so euphoric".

"When you enjoyed it so much, why do you feel so guilty?" she looked at me sharply and raised her eyebrows, "Tell me, don't you watch a thriller? Don't you enjoy it? We think, sex outside marriage is just like watching a thriller. Enjoy, warm up and then forget. No use in carrying its baggage to our family commitment. Family commitment is not merely built on sex but on larger emotional issues. Why should we mix it up? If you think in this way, you will find no crisis. No guilty feeling. Understand? But tell me, who was that lucky guy?"

"A college boy" I blushed.

"Right choice, sexy girl" Sheila gushed out, "Had he not told you, he had his life time experience?"

"Oh, ya" I replied exuberantly.

"Guys are always like that. They are great flirt" Sheila's comment sounded sarcastic. She paused for a moment to change gear and then said fervidly, "But in your case I must say, the guy was honest. Absolutely honest. You have such a beautiful sexy body. Any guy in the earth will love to take you to bed and feel euphoric every time."

It was a huge compliment for a woman. I couldn't hide my élan and blushed again, "Oh, no".

"Listen silly girl. You had crossed the barrier. Many married women spend their entire youth just thinking and repent later. Shake off your dilemma. Enjoy your youth. Enjoy your womanly freedom. But don't act recklessly. Don't forget your family commitment".

Sheila's words showered like a first rain on a thirsty soil hit by severe drought. My mind was encompassed by a new sense of womanhood. "Thank you Sheila. You showed me a new vista" I hugged Sheila and kissed her cheek with a broad smile, "God promise, I will follow your every advice. Bye".

I almost stormed out of her apartment like a bird out of a cage. My entire body was throbbing with a new feeling. Just a few minutes back when I was spinning around my half hearted thought of liberation, I was stuck in an unending spin. Sheila took me out of that unending spin and manifested my future. 

I rushed into the restroom. Put off my clothes. Looked at the mirror. Discovered a liberated responsible woman in me. I never felt, I was so beautiful. My boobs, my nipples, my areolas, my lips, my eyes began talking to me and testifying my beauty.

Suddenly I recalled, my memento of new found liberty had been locked in my cupboard. I came out of the restroom and rushed to the cupboard. I took out the packet containing my panties and bra, silent witnesses of my sex odyssey. I sniffed it deeply. I smelt my liberation.

I took a long shower. Perfumed my body heavily. Came out from the restroom almost naked wearing only a sexy panties that my hubby liked me to wear when he was in great mood for a sex. He brought it from Paris. 

Entire day I stayed in the house wearing the panties. I couldn't remember a day when I roamed in the house almost naked. Somehow I was in a great mood of seeing my sexy body again and again. I realized, Sheila was right. Since yesterday I was selfishly absorbed in reminiscing my own sexual pleasure. I never reckoned, what pleasure Bob had got enjoying my beautiful body. I thought, his tidbit adoration of my beauty was mere flattery to whip my passion. But never reckoned his adulation. 

Now I could realize, when he fondled my beautiful tight tits, sucked my stiff upright large nipples, he was enjoying my beauty more than enjoying sex. Otherwise he would not have uttered so many accolades repeatedly. When lying in the small place between two cars his hard rock dick entered my pussy, he groaned loudly and whispered in pleasure, "What a tight pussy you had honey. Who would say you were fucked for eight years? It is just like a virgin cunt". I couldn't understand his whisper at that time, for I was totally absorbed in my own pleasure. Now I could recollect what he was murmuring. 

In the evening Bob called me. I felt good. No dilemma haunted me. No fear chased me. I talked normally as if I was talking to a person known to me for years. He gradually brought last evening's experiences. He had exploded in his appreciation. He didn't mince words in expressing his euphoria. Slowly he began using lewd words. I provoked him to use more such lewd words to make me sexually aroused. When the call ended I could see, I was fucking my pussy with my fingers and was almost in verge of an orgasm.

As planned my hubby returned on Wednesday. He took bit time in reorienting himself from his hectic tour to home environment. When he did so, he looked at me with huge surprise, "Darling, you look extremely joyous, your face glowing. What happened?"

"Nothing dear" I struggled to hide my emotion.

"No. no, no. you are hiding something" my hubby hugged me, put a kiss on my forehead.

"You naughty" I mocked a false resistance, "Don't you know how hormone plays with us? You once said, I am notoriously moody, coz my hormone secretion madly fluctuates . 

"So darling, does your hormone put you on fire now?" advancing his right palm through my panties to reach my pussy, my hubby exclaimed, 'Oh shit, your pussy is all wet! You are ready for a fuck. How does it happen?"

I just smiled. I knew, after I got the assurance from Sheila, every time I remembered the incredible excitement I had with Bob, my pussy got berserk.

We had a lovely fucking session that night. My hubby was so excited and horny that he fucked me twice. I couldn't remember whether he fucked me twice even in our first night of sexual conjugation. 

I knew, all happened because of my sexual adventure with Bob a few days back that rejuvenated my sexual satisfaction, a satisfaction that made a newly wed bride's face glow and blush with a visible layer of happiness. How could I speak out the truth to my hubby? But the fact remained, every time my hubby pushed his steaming cock deep into my hugely wet pussy, I felt as if Bob was fucking me. I enjoyed my hubby's pumping thoroughly. Even when he blasted his hot semen in my womb, I groaned in extreme pleasure. I didn't know whether it happened fantasizing Bob. But when I came to sense, my conscience pricked me with a huge question 'Had I cheated my hubby?' Next moment I could see Sheila whispering in my ears 'Enjoy your youth. Enjoy your womanly freedom. Silly girl, you had cheated yourself so long'.

Thereafter everyday Bob used to call me up arousing me through erotic talks. If my hubby used to be in home at that time, I just rushed to the restroom. Every time Bob forced me to masturbate while talking to him on phone. These were my new experiences. Earlier I couldn't imagine that I could get orgasm through erotic talks and lewd words.

Bob became restless to have further sex with me. In every call he breathlessly enquired whether I could meet him next day. Truly speaking I was equally getting restless in getting another (s)explosion with by him. But I couldn't manage it because of my hubby's presence.

Then came the golden moment on a Thursday when my hubby had to rush to New Jersey for an urgent meeting on Friday morning. I knew, I had just Thursday evening with me to meet Bob, for my hubby would return by Friday evening. As soon as my hubby left around 5 PM to catch his flight to New Yak, I didn't waste time and rang Bob. When I exuberantly dropped the news of my availability that evening and asked him whether we could meet in a couple of hours time, Bob fumbled to accept my invitation. His hesitation gave me a feeling that somehow he was not mentally prepared for such urgent call or busy with his studies. But recovering from his hesitation, he promised to call me back in half an hour time. I couldn't understand, why a man so anxious to meet me and talked about it in every phone call, couldn't say yes to my proposal. But I knew, he won't let the opportunity go by and would call me back any moment.

What I guessed, it proved true. Just after an hour, he called me and asked me to come down to the restaurant where we met last time by six thirty. It gave me a sigh of relief and pumped me up for another exciting evening. I had only few minutes to dress up. I pulled out a beautiful halter neck purple gown from my wardrobe and went to restroom. I hurriedly undressed, took a quick shower, dried up my body. Looking at the mirror I slid the gown over my head and tied it at the back. No bra, no panties. I knew, I was not going to a formal party. Rather heading for a sex odyssey. Why did I need these unnecessary undergarments when my sex partners would be extremely anxious to see me naked? I knew, Bob would be highly delighted to see me with no bra, no panties. 

I sprayed my most expensive perfume all over my body and brushed my beautiful silky hair quickly. I came out from the restroom and put on my most favorite high hill shoe. I took my purse and car key and rushed to our apartment's car parking area. I couldn't recall whether I came out of our apartment with no bra, no panties ever. A few occasions without bra, but never without panties. 

When I reached the place, I saw Bob standing in the parking lot. With a broad smile spread all over his face he rushed to my car, "Hi, Mam. Great to meet you again. Please leave your car here. Come with me".

I locked my car with no knowledge where we would be heading to. Bob held my hand and asked politely, "Mam, would you mind going to my apartment?"

"No problem dear" I responded quickly knowing fully well that I had to come home by that night itself and we couldn't waste time arguing.

"That's fine. Come to my car" Bob exhaled with a sigh of relief. It appeared, he was also not in a mood of wasting time.

After putting me in the car, Bob got up and started the car, "Mam, I've a small apartment. That too very untidy. Hope, you will not mind". 

"Oh no, not at all" I smiled at him, "But tell me Bob, was that the reason for your initial hesitation?"

"No Mam" Bob took a sharp turn to take the high way, "Actually, one of my close friends Ted wants to meet you. He speaks very high of Indian women. So after getting your call I wondered whether he would be free and could come to my apartment".

"Could he?" I felt a tweak in my body anticipating a new experience with a guy with so high regard for Indian women.

"Yes Mam" he looked at me briefly to assess my reaction, "He was very excited. He stays little far away. He may take some time to reach my place. Maybe, around eight".

"How old is he?" I asked.

"Maybe little older than me" he replied, "But I'm sure, you'll love him. He is well built. Very polite. But I must say, he loves sex".

I knew, Bob dropped the indication to whip my passion. He was right. I felt a brewing excitement in my tummy. 

We reached Bob's place in another ten minutes time. We went upstairs and entered Bob's apartment. It was really small and very untidy as mentioned by Bob. It had a small living room, a bedroom and a small kitchen. I could not trace the restroom.

"Mam, this is my den. Sorry, you may feel little uncomfortable in this small place" Bob told lowering his head.

"Oh no, not at all" I punped him up, "Nice cozy apartment. Little untidy. But that doesn't matter. After all it's a bachelor den. But Bob don't call me Mam again again."

"Sorry, Priya" he shook his head slowly, "What do you like? Some soft drink or hard one?"

"Don't mind taking some hard" I put my purse in the center table and sat in the small sofa, "After all an exciting evening is awaiting. Why not to start with a kick!"

"You are right darling" Bob agreed with me with a broad smile, "No need to pretend. You are very practical".

Bob vanished to his kitchen and came out with two glasses, "Here is Vodka for you. I take Rum".

I took the glass from him. He went back to kitchen again and came back with some chips.

"Cheers, Priya" Bob sat very close to me.

"Cheers" I raised my glass in reciprocation and then drank a large portion in one sip. The liquid went down burning my throat. I could sense, Bob made my drink strong enough to make me tipsy quickly. Truly speaking I didn't mind for his mischief. Rather thanked him. I knew, what for I came here. Sooner the kick better the prospect of enjoyment. So to make me more tipsy for the rest of the evening I took another sip and Bob cheered me. He kissed me on my cheek and embraced me with his left hand. As he touched my left boob, he screamed with huge excitement, "Can't believe, you have no bra. It's exciting".

I smiled and told, "Even I have no panties. Just this gown".

"Oh no" Bob yelled again joyously, "That is more exciting, darling. You know how to tease our passion". He tried to reach my pussy lifting my gown. Though his move whipped my passion, my womanly shyness asked me to resist. 

Meanwhile, the door bell rang loudly. Bob pulled out his hand. I set my gown in order. Bob got up putting his glass on the center table and opened the door. I looked at the door, could see a huge black guy entering the apartment with a broad smile on his face.




Victim of Lust



"Hi Ted, how did you reach so fast?" Bob asked closing the door, "I thought, you would take another half an hour".

Looking at me the black guy answered, "With excitement to meet your new buddy I drove the car very fast. Also high way had less traffic".

"That sounds nice" Bob told putting his right arm in Ted's waist, 'Meet my lovely friend, Priya. The Indian lady you were so anxious to meet".

"Hi Priya. Nice to meet you" Ted came towards me. I put my glass on the table and got up. Ted took my right hand and kissed it with his thick lips. I could feel the heat of his lips.

"Nice to meet you too" I lifted my head to look at him. He was very tall. His height might be six and half feet. Had a hugely built body. Looked like in his early thirties. Nicely dressed wearing a black trousers and spotless white shirt.

A kind of nervousness jerked my knees and my material senses, 'Poor Priya, start count-down for a terrible time ahead with this huge fellow".

"Young lady, please take your sit" Ted politely guided me to take my position where I was sitting. He also sat by my side.

"Hi Ted, what do you like to drink?" Bob looked at Ted and asked him.

"Anything will do" Ted shook his head vigorously. 

"Okay. Give me few minutes" Bob again vanished to his kitchen.

"I heard about you from Bob" Ted looked at me intensely, "But never thought you could be so gorgeous and beautiful".

I picked up my glass and smiled at him, "Thanks Ted".

"I love Indian beauties" Ted slowly put his right hand on my shoulder, 'You know, I went to your country a few years back and had my best sex experiences with a few beauties like you. You are great in bed."

I did not expect him to talk about sex so early. But being already tipsy I liked his unpretentious talk. It encouraged me to open up, "But I've heard, you black guys are the best bed partners in the earth. You care for your bed partner more than anybody else".

"Is it so?" he asked with some passionate sparks in his eyes. In a flash he pulled my chin with his left hand. I felt a jerk. The jerk almost tilted my glass on my hand. Fortunately I finished half of it by then. Otherwise the drink would have spilled to stain the carpet. Hurriedly I put the glass on the table.

"Sorry Mam" Ted apologized for the jerk, "But I was pumped up listening to your accolades to our community. It is now my duty to prove it". 

Meanwhile Bob came out with a drink for Ted. Seeing Ted holding my chin he excitingly yelled, 'Hey guys, I don't believe, you could close in so fast".

Ted didn't put off his hands from my shoulder and chin and said, "It is because of this great lady, man. She is so frank. She smells so exotic".

Ted didn't exaggerate. Under the influence of Vodka I reciprocated Ted's sexy talk with no inhibition. It was also true, I smelt exotic.

But I didn't expect Ted to kiss me so early. But he did with no hesitation. I didn't resist. Rather I reciprocated it. His lips were very hot. It sent an electrifying sensation down my spine. But from his breath I could realize, he must have boozed while driving.

"I liked it" Bob said with great enthusiasm, "I didn't expect you guys could be so comfortable so early. You don't look strangers. A great evening is ahead of you".

"Bob, you must thank this charming lady" Ted took the drink from Bob and emptied the glass in one gulp, "Even I didn't expect it. She is great. She will be great to fuck. You brought a gem, man".

His indication was very clear. He won't waste time taking me to bed. In normal time I would have been nervous. But right now all my nervousness had evaporated. I knew, I came here for some exiting sexual rendezvous. I must make it hot and fiery. Whether it was with Bob or with someone else, it didn't matter. I could feel, my pussy was already wet and craving an assault. But I never thought, the invasion would be from a stranger, that too from a huge black guy. I never dreamt even in my wildest imagination that I would sleep with a black guy.

"Yes Ted. You'll enjoy her company thoroughly" Bob looked at me and smiled charmingly, "Guys you can go to my bedroom, have some fun. I have to cook some food. I am very hungry. I'll join you in a few moments".

"That's great, Bob. Am really grateful to you to leave your gem in my care" Ted looked at Bob and then hugged me with great zeal, "Come darling. Lets have some fun".

I got up knowing fully well that Bob had gracefully handed me over to his buddy and from now I had to follow him. So I didn't hesitate to accompany him to Bob's bedroom. It was a small bedroom, but the bed was placed in extreme right corner and neatly decked. Room was brilliantly lit, though I always felt, sex could be more enjoyable in deem light.

Entering the room, Ted hugged me tightly. Started kissing me first on my bare shoulder. Then slowly all over my body. I started enjoying his kiss. To reciprocate I also kissed him again and again. Suddenly I realized, he was untying my gown and did it in no time. He whispered in my ears, "Darling, you have such a voluptuous body. I love to see you naked".

He grabbed the strap of my gown hanging round my neck. I obliged him to pull it out by lowering my head. Then he pushed back to allow my gown to fall. He looked at me and screamed with excitement, "Oh my gosh. I never met so daring girl before. No bra, no panties. And what a beautiful body! Looked like Naomi Campbell".

Soon I stepped out of my gown, Ted pushed me to the bed. I couldn't remove my shoes. I fell flat on the bed with my shoes tightly strapped in my ankles. He asked me to put my legs up. Soon I did, I pushed my legs apart so that he could see more of my pussy. He placed his body in between my legs and lay on my body grabbing my boobs. I wrapped my legs around her waist keeping my feet hanging with shoes.

He started kissing me madly and squeezing my boobs relentlessly. Sometime he was pushing his tongue into my mouth. My passion went in flame. I started sucking his tongue. He sucked my lips. I pushed my tongue in his mouth. He sucked it passionately. He sucked my ear lobes. I also sucked his ear lobes. 

Fire broke out in my body. I could feel, he placed his bulged cock still under his trousers just on my pussy. With his every movement my pussy got rubbing. He then slid bit lower and began sucking my nipples alternatively holding my boobs with his palms and fondling them. It was ecstatic. I was groaning in extreme pleasure. I didn't know long we went on doing love making. It was pretty long and aroused me fully. Some he was on my top, sometime I rolled back to claim on his chest. 

Gradually he slid further down and put his mouth on my pussy. He sucked, licked my pussy vigorously. Occasionally he pushed his tongue deep inside my pussy. It sucked my clit. It was electrifying. But when he started licking and biting my pussy lips and biting my clit, I screamed in extreme pleasure, "Suck it my darling. Suck it ... I'm cumming ... I'm cumming ...". 

I could feel, my pussy went berserk and it squirted thick cum like a jet. But Ted didn't allow my cum to fall on the bed. He sucked my entire cum. It gave me a heavenly feeling. I couldn't believe, one could swallow my pussy juices with so much pleasure. 

Suddenly Ted pulled me up and lay on the bed. He asked me to pull out his cock from his trousers. I hurriedly pulled down the zip. His huge jet black cock jumped out flying. Oh my God. It was so huge. Unbelievably long and thick. When I saw Bob's cock, I felt it a monster. But this one was beyond that. I couldn't believe, a human being could have such long thick pulsating cock. Something more than a monster. 

"Suck it dear, suck it" Ted caught my head and pushed it down to his stiffening cock so that I could suck it. I took it in my mouth. It was so thick, I couldn't get it fully in my mouth. Rather I began sucking its head gently. Ted groaned ecstatically. I began fucking his cock with my mouth in possible ways. Sometime taking the cock deep in the mouth. Sometime licking its head with my tongue. Sometime licking up and down across his shaft. Sometimes I sucked his balls. My saliva made it wet and moist. My pussy was juicing madly and craving an assault by this monster.

"Hey Ted, I'm dying to get you in my body. Come on. Fuck me" I screamed while still licking his cock.

"I'm also dying to fuck you, Indian beauty. Do I use condom? I've a pack in my pocket" Ted's voice cracked as I sucked his cock head again.

"Oh no, I love fucking natural way" I didn't hesitate to speak out my mind, though I knew the imminent danger of unprotected sex with a stranger. But who could deny, risk was always worth a thrill. 

"That's great" Ted yelled joyously, "I don't like condom. It robs half of my pleasure. You are simply great, dear."

He got up and pushed me down in the bed, pulled me to the edge of the bed. His intention was clear. He would fuck keeping his feet on the floor. He removed his shirt in a flash. I could see, what a muscular body he possessed. He took out his trousers belt hurriedly and pulled down his trousers from his waist to free his cock. It was an unbelievable sight. His huge cock completely erected was throbbing furiously to invade a new pussy.

I raised my legs on the bed with my shoes and spread them as much as possible to help him getting him full access to my hungry pussy. He pushed my legs further and positioned his cock head on my pussy. Till then I was thoroughly enjoying his every move. But as soon as he placed his cock head on my pussy, I got scared. Could my little pussy accommodate this huge cock? It was scaring thought. But there was no retreat. I knew, I had to pay price for my lust. 

As he began pushing his cock. I realized, my madly juicing pussy could swallow any monster how big it might be. But he was very careful pushing his cock in my pussy. He knew, any hurried push might cause my pussy to bleed and inflict pain to me. So he was slowly pushing his cock holding my thighs tight. His cock head took few seconds to reach the bottom of my womb. As it touched my G-spot, I enjoyed the feel of his hard cock filling me so sweetly. Then he took it out slowly for next push. He increased his speed. My pussy was wet and expanded to enjoy Ted's thrust. With the increase in speed I was thrown out in a new world of sexual pleasure. I exploded in ecstasy. When Bob invaded my pussy, I thought I reached my peak. But now I felt, that was nothing. I reached a new high. 

Finding his huge swollen cock entering my pussy at ease, Ted began ramming my pussy like a wild animal, constantly grunting. It whipped his lust. I groaned, moaned and screamed on top of my voice. He began murmuring all sorts of lewd words that inflamed my passion further. Suddenly I started using a few salacious words that I knew. 

"Oh shit, you are fucking so well ... fuck me hard Ted ... oh gosh ,,, what a pleasure ..." I was groaning each time his cock was entering my pussy like a burning rocket.

Ted screamed "You bitch, what a tight cunt you have ... my dick gonna bleed it ..." 

I yelled, "You bustard, do it ... make my pussy bleed ,... you, son of a bitch fuck me my brain ... ".

My smutty talk infuriated his passion get berserk. He constantly provoked me to be more vulgar. I didn't know, vulgarity could spice up fucking so immensely. 

As he continued hammering my pussy, I realized, his endurance was colossal. He was pounding my pussy ruthlessly and I was getting repeated orgasms, mostly volcanic. It went on for how long I didn't know. I was almost at the verge of collapse. Suddenly he screamed, "I gonna cumming ... oh ... oh ... what a pleasure fucking a bitch, a bitch of a bitch ..."

But he didn't explode in my pussy. I took out his furious cock and ejaculated a huge quantity of thick semen on my chest like a jet. The ejaculation was so fierce, a few drops went up to my mouth, nose and eyes. It was terribly hot. I felt a burning sensation on my chest and boobs. But a few drops of his cum fell on my lips were very luring. I began licking them with unknown ecstasy. It was salty. The smell was pungent. But its taste, its smell went to my head.

I was expecting, he would dump his entire load in my womb. I would have been more happy to get my cunt flooded and feel the heat of his hot semen in my womb. That feeling made me bit disappointed. 

Surprisingly Ted noticed my disappointment. He hurriedly told, "Don't worry darling. I've enough ammunition to make you exhausted. It is a promise".

"I know Ted. That's why you guys are the best" getting his assurance I shrugged off my disappointment.

Ted removed his trousers and lay flat on the bed with his cock standing like Eiffel Tower, though it lost some vigor. I kissed his cock. I licked the cream still oozing out of his cock head, though in small quantity. I licked his cock. I knew, our fuck juices stuck all over his cock. The white layer in his cock was mixture of both of our cum. It tasted terrific. I cleaned up his cock by licking top to bottom. He groaned almost every movement of my tongue. 

Once I finished licking, I held his cock with both of my palms. I moved my palms up and down to facilitate his cock regained its stiffness quickly. It took some time to regain its vigor. Gradually it stiffened for another scintillating fucking. It was a sensational sight watching his cock stiffening.

He asked me to ride on his pleasure strip and fuck him. I did it briefly with Bob between two cars. But here I had no support. I looked at Ted. He explained it in few words. I understood what I had to do. 

So long I was wearing my shoes. I removed them and jumped up in the bed. He advised me to ride on his cock keeping my back on his side so that he could help me in moving my pussy up and down on his cock by holding my waist from the back. I was enthralled to try it. I began doing exactly what Ted explained.

I kept my legs on the bed across his body and fixed my pussy on his cock head. I let my body to fall. In no time his entire cock went deep into my cunt. What a pleasure! I closed my eyes. As he was directing, I put my hands on his thigh and pushed me up. I could feel, my pussy came up to his cock head. I released my body again. His cock went deep in my womb again. 

I continued it for sometime. But the pleasure was so colossal that it slowed down my movement. Even in a few occasions I fell down on his body and he prevented my complete fall by holding my waist tightly with his hands. 

He realized, I was getting exhausted and I couldn't move up and down any more to fuck him. So he realized, it was his turn to fuck me. He kept my body upright by tightly holding my waist with his hands and began pounding my pussy moving his heap upward vigorously. I was struggling to keep me steady with his vigorous banging on my fuck hole. I arched back to keep steady by putting my palms on his shoulders. 

It was non-stopped assault. It was amazing. My head was spinning with all sorts of sensations as if I was thrown in a new horizon of mind wrenching ecstasy. 

It was an incredible experience of fucking. I didn't know how long he continued hammering my pussy with his amazing heap dynamic. I was getting lost in repeated orgasms. Every time I had orgasm I groaned loudly. It pumped him up. He intensified his pounding my pussy hole. 

When I was totally exhausted and almost stopped groaning he sensed, I reached my climax and it was his time to explode. With a loud scream he exploded. Spurt after spurt of his hot thick cum filled my pussy. Mixed with my juices it gushed out of my pussy and began dripping on the bed. 

With such volcanic explosion, his hands collapsed to keep my body upright any more. I collapsed on his body with my back on his chest. He moved his hands on my chest and grabbed my boobs. He fondled them slowly in appreciation. I realized, his cock had slipped out of my pussy and was resting on my pussy mound. His thick and hot semen ejaculated fiercely in my womb a few moments ago was still gushing out of my pussy and dripping in the bed. 

I whispered with my eyes closed, "Ted, had I not met you, I could never realize, a God gifted man like you exists in the earth. You have phenomenal power. I wish, all women in the world get your thrashing at least once."

"Wish me so" Ted murmured, "My power can't remain a preserve for my fiancé only. Nor your beautiful body for your hubby. We must share our assets with others."

His whisper came like an oracle. It gave me assurance that I was not doing wrong. It reminded me Sheila's assurance, "Enjoy your womanly freedom. Stop cheating yourself". We stayed in the same position for quite a time. With Ted's affectionate fondling of my tits I went into sleep.

"Darling, get up' Ted whispered repeatedly in my ears. I was still lying with my back on his chest and keeping my eyes closed. His repeated whisper woke me up. But I couldn't jump out because of my exhaustion that numbed my entire body. 

Slowly I got up resting my right hand on the bed and stepped out of the bed. I saw Ted's cock was hanging head down losing its vigor completely. Just like a sleeping volcano after eruption.

"Hi Priya, enjoyed Ted's thrashing?" Bob entered the room with a naughty smile, "Wasn't it great?" 

I couldn't speak, but shook my head in acceptance. I took my gown from the floor and asked him "Where is your restroom?"

"There, in extreme left corner of the living room" Bob raised his left hand to show me the restroom. I rushed to the restroom. Washed me thoroughly. 

When I came out I saw Ted standing outside the restroom naked with his shirt and trousers on his shoulder. I couldn't look at him, went past him hurriedly.

"Do you like to go back?" Bob asked me.

"Oh yes" I replied softly.

"Shall I drop you in your home?" Bob enquired fixing his eyes on me to assess my reaction. He must have sensed that I won't like to show him my residence.

"Oh no. You can drop me in the restaurant where I parked my car" I hurriedly replied, "I can drive home from there".

"As you wish" Bob tried to hide his reaction. He went near the restroom and shouted, 'Hey Ted. I am going to drop Priya. Will be back in half an hour".

I took my purse and followed Bob to reach his car. Initially we couldn't talk. Bob was driving the car very fast. After reaching high way, Bob broke the silence. 

"Do you know how long you were locked in the bedroom?" Bob asked keeping his eye on the road.

"No idea" I whispered.

"More than two hours. It is now past eleven" Bob reminded me the time.

"Oh my gosh. It is so late!" I blinked my eyes in disbelief.

"Yes Mam. Such is Ted's endurance. His bed partners got so absorbed that their sense of time vanished".

"That's right. I couldn't believe, I had spent more than two hours with your buddy" I was still fumbling to accept it.

"You know, Ted is the ultimate in sex" Bob murmured, "All women who had sex with Ted crave for his monster again and again. Sure, you will be no exception".

"I don't know. But he is a great creation of God" I exhaled silently, "He is blessed with sexual power, but more than that he knows how to eat women".

"Ted will love to hear your words of accolades" Bob remarked.

"But tell me Bob" I sighed, "Why didn't you join us?"

"Me?" Bob stammered, look for his words and said, "You two were enjoying so much, I wished not to play a spoil sport. Watching Ted eating you so wildly, you responding so fierily was itself highly exciting".

"Was it the only reason?" I asked bit harshly being not convinced with his reply.

Bob didn't answer. But I was mentally and physically so exhausted and drained out, I had no energy left in me to argue further. 

In fifteen minutes we reached the parking lot where I left my car. Bob came out of the car and opened the door, I got down. He hugged me and kissed me passionately, "Hope, we will meet soon".




Victim of Lust



I reciprocated Bob with return kiss, thanked him for the intoxicating evening and got into my car.

That night I couldn't sleep. Ted was all over my thought. I felt like discovering a gold mine. I discovered a man blessed with such a huge cock, so much endurance and plenty of ideas to eat a woman thoroughly. Had I not braved out of my marriage I wouldn't get to know about another side of sex. Sheila was right. I hadn't cheated my hubby. But I cheated myself so long. 

Next afternoon my hubby came back and was surprised to see me in tremendous joyous mood. I knew, the effect of last evening's euphoria was still looming large in my face, in my mind, in my attitude and my hubby sensed it. He asked me repeatedly. But I couldn't speak out. My hubby was left in complete bewilderment.

Surprisingly Bob didn't phone me in next couple of days. I also didn't call him thinking Ted all the time. Suddenly I felt guilty. After all Bob took me to Ted. How could I forget him? 

It was Sunday. Almost midnight. I thought not to call him at this unearthly hour. So I sat on my PC. Last few days I didn't open my PC. When I logged into my Yahoo account, I found a lot of incoming mails deposited in my Inbox. Mostly were unwarranted sales promotion mails. I deleted all these mails. Then I found a mail from Bob in my spam box. First of all I couldn't remember how he could get my Yahoo account. Then I recalled, during one of his phone calls he asked my mail id and I gave my Yahoo id.

I opened the mail and it read, "Hi Priya, attaching a video clip from where you will find, how you enjoyed your extra-marital sex with a stranger. Hope, you will feel excited seeing you in the video clip. Love, Bob".

I felt some tremor in my tummy. Video Clip? Me enjoying sex? Holding my breath I opened the video clip. Oh my God! It was the video clip of my sexual rendezvous with Ted other day. It started where Ted pushed me in the bed. I was totally naked wearing only my shoes. My face was visible.

Who had filmed it? Was any secret video camera kept in the room? But after watching few more footage I was convinced, someone filmed it secretly. Otherwise, in many critical points particularly highlighting my face, zooming couldn't be used. It was typically handy work. But who did the video taping? Bob? 

Suddenly a series of events unfolded from my memories. Bob pushed us into the bedroom with an alibi that he had to cook some food and he would join us in few moments. But we had sex for more than two hours, he didn't join us. Secondly the room was brilliantly lit. Usually no bedroom was so brightly lit. Thirdly, there was a window between the living room and the bedroom which was covered with a heavy curtain. But now I could recollect when I stepped out of the restroom I saw the window open. But at that moment I had no mood in analyzing such petty thing. I was totally under the effect of a mesmerizing experience in sexual pleasure and I had no sense left to be analytical. 

It was shocking to realize, Bob filmed our sex rendezvous through the window and used zoom wherever necessary. I suspected, it was preplanned. But why?

I watched the clipping. Its duration was about two hours. Raw and unedited. As the bed was placed in the right hand corner of the room and the window was situated on the left side of the room adjacent to the door and parallel to the bed, the entire video except the last part was captured from the window. 

The video started when Ted pushed me in the bed naked. My face was absolutely clear as the room was brilliantly lit. The entire love making sequences where Ted kissed me passionately and I reciprocated it with equal passion showed my face vividly with extreme happiness and inflamed passion. Many places like when Ted pushed his tongue in my mouth, I sucked it passionately or when Ted sucked my nipples, I groaned in pleasure, my face was zoomed to highlight my mounting emotion. Only when I turned my face other side, the video failed to show my face. 

When Ted sucked my pussy and I screamed in extreme pleasure, the camera zoomed to capture Ted sucking my pussy and then spanned to my face showing my screaming and frenzy. I was surprised to see me in such voluptuous mood. But when I sucked and licked Ted's cock, my face was mostly covered by my hair. Only in this portion of the video nobody could recognize me. 

When Ted fucked me first, the camera zoomed to show how Ted's cock was entering and slamming my pussy and then spanned to capture my emotion of enjoyment. The camera was kept on oscillating till Ted ejaculated his hot thick semen on my chest. The lewd conversations between us had been recorded, though not very clear. 

But surprisingly, when I sat on Ted's cock and fucked him moving up and down, the video was taken from the door and almost at the end when Ted was fucking me with his vigorous heap movement and I was struggled to keep my body upright by leaning back resting my palms on Ted's shoulders, the cameraman was in the room and captured our fucking from a very close distance. 

I remembered, I kept my eyes closed all throughout and the cameraman dared to step into the room taking the advantage of my hypnotic state of mind. In this part our groaning and screaming were recorded clearly. The video ended zooming to Ted's sagging penis resting on my pussy and Ted's fondling my boobs, my head resting on his face. The quality of the video was not of high quality. Some places they were little jerky and sometime hazy because of insufficient light. Otherwise my face, my voice were so clear that I could never disown it. Surprisingly, Ted's face was not zoomed so much. Even his frontal profile was not captured

But why did Bob do this? I read his mail again. Why did he mention extra-marital sex? Was it necessary? Suddenly my mind was rocked with a frightening thought. Had Bob planned to blackmail me with this video clip?

The terrible thought put me in a twister. Had I done a blunder believing Bob so much? This clipping if forwarded to my hubby would surely break my marriage. I started crying seeing a dark cloud. I didn't know how I would combat this marriage threatening crisis, how I would face society thereafter. I knew, there were few Sheila's in the world who would understand the womanly freedom. But no other would understand it. Rather they would gossip, put more spice to make it more juicy.

Meanwhile, I downloaded the clip in my PC and watched it several times. When I watched it just as an audience, it gave me a fabulous feeling of sexual pleasure. I couldn't believe, I enjoyed so much. I looked like a Porno star in live action. From the point of my sexual urge that drove me to step out making sex with strangers, I felt, I achieved what many women could not even fantasize. I got the womanly freedom that Sheila talked about and Ted confirmed. But when I watched it from the angle of its implication it terrified me as if a fireball was about to hit me. 

After my hubby left for work, I again read Bob's mail and watched the video. In afternoon I got a call from Bob. 

"Hi Priya, how are you? Don't get your call now a days?" Bob talked very friendly voice that foxed me.

"I am fine. Rather I was expecting a call from you" I controlled my voice to hide my anxieties.

"That's true. By the way, have you got the video clip in your mail?" I didn't expect he would come straight to video clip, "Isn't it nice?"

"Yes, it is nice" My voice cracked. I was about to say. "I liked it". But I could not say.

"I think, it will keep you pumped up and hungry for more sex" Bob told coolly. 

"Ya, that's true" I got suddenly excited, "But you could have told me that you were going to video tape our sexual rendezvous".

"Oh no. Then you would have acted like Porno star and the charm of video tape would have been lost" Bob sounded like a hard nut to crack.

"Was it necessary, Bob?" I vented my anger, "Any distinguished lady will feel ashamed to see her like a Porn star."

"Come on you distinguished lady" Bob shrieked, "When you didn't feel shy making sex with a stranger, you feel ashamed seeing you in a video clip?"

"For God sake, don't talk nonsense" I raised my voice, "It is a very serious matter. It is a breach of trust. If the clip falls in a bad hand, he can misuse it".

"Well, I am happy, you are aware of it" Bob's voice sounded bit cunning.

"That means, you are planning to blackmail me?" I got furious.

"Hang on darling" Bob got excited again, "There is no question of blackmailing. But every service has its price. We provide services to frustrated married woman who are starved of sex. Can't we deserve a service charge for it? You know, all our sex partners never refuse to pay us. After all we are students. We don't earn."

"You could have told me that, instead of resorting to this blackmailing tactic" I was still furious.

"No Mam, you are wrong" Bob agrued, "That was for you, as I told you earlier, to get you pumped up and hungry for more sex. Nothing beyond it".

"Don't talk rubbish" I screamed loudly, "Tell me, how much you want."

"Right now thousand dollars will do" Bob exhaled with a sigh of relief.

"Well, come to the restaurant this evening. I will give you the money" I told with utter disgust, "Later on don't disturb me".

"No, No Mam. We love to provide you further service" Bob's tone was little sarcastic, "Ted loves to meet you again. You charmed him. Next Saturday he will come to my apartment again. Why don't you join us for another sexiting, I mean exciting evening?"

"No. That's enough" I told angrily.

"Then we will sell the video clip to some Porn Site" Bob's tone was cool like cucumber, "They pay handsome price for sex video of live couples. Otherwise, we'll find out your hubby's mail id".

"You bustard" I disconnected the phone feeling thousand butterflies in my tummy.

I knew, I was trapped in a serious mess. I became a victim of my lust. I didn't know how to come out of this mess. The simplest way was to give him money what ever he would demand and continue getting his sex services. But how long could I continue with that? I was not earning myself. If I would continue spending money without telling my hubby, one day I would be caught. Moreover, what was the guarantee that his demand would not multiply with time?

I couldn't think further. I went to restroom in nervousness. I didn't do anything there. Came out with more anxieties. Then I thought, I must meet Sheila and get her advice. Immediately I called her and enquired whether she was free. My voice was trembling. She immediately understood, I was in some crisis. Rather calling me to her apartment, she came down to our apartment in a few minutes.

I told her the entire story and showed Bob's mail and some part of the video clip. After watching the video she coolly quipped, "Wow! You had a fantastic experience with Ted. I love to meet Ted".

I was totally puzzled listening to her unwarranted remark that sounded like a cruel joke. I looked at her totally bewildered. I felt tremor in my tummy. 

"Don't worry my baby. I was just joking" Sheila told in a motherly tone, "But in adventure it happened often. I had similar problem when I started looking for my womanly freedom. I solved it. Never committed the mistake again".

"But Sheila, I am totally at loss" a despair sounded in my voice. 

"Keep yourself cool, Priya" Sheila advised, "Listen to me. Don't pay anything. That fellow will call you again and again. Tell him, you are arranging the money. In the meantime, you start telling your hubby your misery in pieces. Don't tell him everything at a time. It will shock him. And never show the video clip. I am sure, your hubby will realize your crisis and help you. I tried it and my hubby rescued me".

"But Sheila, Bob threatened that he would forward the clip to my hubby" huge anxiety broke out in my voice.

"Don't worry. He will not do anything in a hurry. He will not kill the golden goose so early. After all he is not keen in breaking your marriage, but to earn money threatening you".

"But he may sell the clip to some Porn Site" my anxiety spiraled.

"So what! Let him sell. Millions of such clips are roaming in the Internet. Who will see it? Maybe, someone in South America, or in Russia or even in India. How does it matter to you? Ultimately it will get lost in flock in a few days" Sheila assured coolly.

I was completely swayed by Sheila's analytical assurance. I felt little relaxed. But I knew, I had a tough task ahead telling everything to my hubby. Sheila left with a sweet kiss on my chick, "Forward me your video clip. It is really exciting. I will watch it".

Immediately I forwarded the clip to Sheila and started awaiting a call from Bob. At around seven Bob called me informing that he would reach the restaurant by seven thirty and I should come with the money. As Sheila advised, I told him that I would take few days to arrange the money. So he should give me a ring after three four days. Initially Bob didn't believe me as I told earlier I would come with the money. But when I shouted angrily, he agreed to my suggestion of waiting.

My hubby came back from his office. I was in a bad mood. He sensed it and he became worried and suspicious. Though Sheila advised me to start a dialogue, I couldn't gather the courage.

Again I couldn't sleep. My hubby noticed my restlessness. Repeatedly asked me of my worries. But I couldn't speak out. But lied that I had some brawl in a department store that was irritating me. He didn't press me further.

Next afternoon I got a call from Sheila, "Hi little girl, how are you? Did that dirty fellow call you?"

"Ya, he called me" I replied grimly, "As you advised I told him to call me back after few days".

"That's fine" Sheila exhaled briefly, "It would work like a signal that you wouldn't succumb to him so early".

"But he will call me again in a few days" I couldn't hide my anxiety, "What shall I do then?"

"Don't worry darling. I'll guide you" Sheila assured, "By the way. I watched your video few times. Baby, you had your life time experience. Oh my God, the guy fucked you two long hours! Amazing. The guy is a fantastic woman eater. The way he provoked you to talk like a slut is sensational. The way he pushed his huge monster into your love hole slowly with absolute care is stupendous. It could have hurt you. Your pussy could have bled. You would have screamed in pain. But nothing happened. Rather you groaned in heavenly pleasure. Am I right baby?".

I was still downed in extreme anxieties. I had no mood to react to Sheila's unnecessary enthusiasm.

"Hello Priya, are you listening?" Sheila asked anxiously.

"Ya I'm listening" I assured her.

"Well, I was so excited, I called my friends this morning" Sheila said jubilantly, "We just finished watching the clip in our big TV screen. We all felt, you had a great evening. Ted is an amazing woman eater. All sex crazy women in the earth will love to sleep with him. Do you know how big is his monster? We assessed it to be not less than ten inches long. And girth? Anything between seven to eight inches. Man, what a cock! We have our sex party every month, you know. But we never got a fellow with such huge dick and with such driving attitude. He had constantly motivated you to enjoy his company. Did you notice it?"

Sheila's straight talk worked like a balm on my growing worries. I felt little relaxed and replied, "Ya that's true. When he undressed me, I told, I looked like Naomi Campbell".

"Oh ya. He is absolutely right" Sheila exuberated instantly, "You have a body like Naomi. Maybe, you are few inches shorter. But your other features are more attractive than her. You have thin lips, you have sharper nose. You eyes can kill any male. And you have better complexion than Naomi. You are pretty girl".

"Oh no" I blushed, "You are exaggerating".

"Absolutely not" Sheila spoke sprightly, "Now come to the point. Do you know Ted's cell no. or mail id?"

"Oh no" I took a long breath, "I met him there for the first time. I only know his nick name. Even I don't know his full name".

"Can you find out?" Sheila asked pleadingly, "We love to invite him in our party".

"What are you talking, Sheila?" I shot back with little anguish, "You want to invite a man belongs to a blackmailing racket. Don't you think, he is in the racket?"

"Maybe, you are right" Sheila echoed my concern, but added, "From the video clip, we didn't feel, he knew anything about it. Maybe, by contacting him, you may know the truth. Bye dear".

Sheila disconnected the call putting me in further dilemma. How could be Sheila so sure that Ted was not in the racket? I was convinced. Bob might be using same blackmailing tactic to other women using Ted. But how could I disagree with Sheila that Ted was s great woman eater? How could I deny that Ted mesmerized me in no time and every moment enthused, provoked, motivated me to enjoy the fantastic sex odyssey with him? 

Oh my God! I never guessed, his meat could be that big. When I saw it, I felt it just big, bigger than Bob's. But was it that big that shocked Sheila and her sex crazy friends who regularly enjoyed sex with strangers? Sheila was absolutely right, Ted took all care to enter his monster in my little fuck hole. Surely I was scared. But my scare didn't last long, as Ted allowed my pussy to expand enough to swallow his gigantic fuck instrument. He never hurried to hurt my little pussy.

Though initially I thought, Sheila was talking rubbish and unnecessary, her very same rubbish and unnecessary words started overshadowing my worries like a magic. I could feel, I was regaining my awfully shattered confidence slowly and my anxieties were drowning in my regained confidence. 

At that moment I recalled, a few weeks back I saw a beautiful picture of Naomi Campbell in a yellow bikini that was published in a magazine as a center spread. I started searching the magazine that we generally dumped in store room. I frantically searched for it and finally found it. I took the magazine with me and entered our master restroom. I took out the center spread with Naomi's photo and glued it on our restroom mirror. I took off my dressing gown, bra and panties. I looked at my naked body in the mirror. Also looked at Naomi's photo. 

Ya, Sheila was right. I had almost same figure of Naomi. But my other features were certainly more attractive. But Sheila didn't mention that I had boobs slightly larger than her with two upright large nipples surrounded by large dark areolas that could sexually excite any male. I looked at my body again and again turning left and right frequently. It boosted my confidence further. I recalled Ted's final murmur, "My power can't remain a preserve for my fiancé only. Nor beautiful body for your hubby. We must share our assets with others". Looking at the mirror, I realized how correct Ted was.

Though anxieties remained buried in my mind, its effect on my body slowly vanished. It made my hubby happy and he stopped worrying. I was expecting a call from Bob any moment. But he didn't. 

Next afternoon I got a call from some unknown mobile. When I accepted the call, I heard a male voice, "Am I talking to Priya?"

"Ya, but who are you?" I replied raising my eyebrows.

"I'm Ted. Could you recognize me?" the other side asked warmly.

"Oh, Ted whom I met in Bob's residence?" I asked gaspimg, though I knew, he was the same Ted with whom I had my most explosive sex experience a few days back, for I knew no other Ted.

"You are right Mam" Ted answered politely, "Hope, you are fine. By the way I wanna meet you, Mam".

"Why? Is there any problem?" I became curious.

"Not exactly. But I sense some serious trouble" Ted stopped without elaborating.

"What trouble?" My curiosity turned into anxiety, "Can you elaborate?"

"Not possible on phone, Mam" Ted didn't want to open up, "Can we meet this evening somewhere?" He stopped and then hurriedly added, "of course, at a place of your choice".