An Unsatisfied Housewife – Part 1 – New Guest

All these started about 11 years ago. There lived a couple with a 12-year son in a remote village of eastern India. Most of the villagers were farmers, so was the husband (Varun). The wife (Pravati) was a housewife and their son was studying in the village school.

They were very happy, a happy family. They had plenty of lands, a beautiful house with a big compound at the end of the village. No lack of money, no lack of happiness. Everything was alright, except one thing “their SEX LIFE”.

The husband had a well-built body, so had Pravati’s. She was fair like milk; she had a voluptuous body with huge boobs like watermelons hanging on her chest; a bubbly pair of balloon-like ass cheeks. Well, she was a mother of one, so she had become a little chubby. But that makes her most attractive. She usually wore saree and blouse. Her cleavage was always seen through her half sleeve blouse and the deep round navel was exposed every time. Both of them had mating bodies, but the problem was time, Varun couldn’t give as time as Pravati deserved.

The farmers had a small hut in their farms. They kept their corps there and watched them at night sleeping there. At first, Pravati was happy because they could have spent sometimes in bed after crops are harvested, but since a dam was built in the village river the farming time was increased to full a year and Varun hardly made it to bed at night.When they made some time for a quickie at day time, their son Kunal was a disturbance.

Pravati always remained unsatisfied so she had to use carrots, gourds etc. From young to oldies, everyone wished to have her in the bed and so wished Pravati. But for the family reputation she had to burn from inside, until one day.

On a morning of a fine day, Varun came to home but not alone. Pravati was preparing breakfast for them, looked them from the window of the kitchen. She saw a tall, well-dressed man in his late 20s with a large bag coming towards their home. “Who is he?” she thought.

Varun came inside and asked Pravati to prepare breakfast for them and grabbed 2 chairs; the men sat outside and gossiped. Pravati came outside with breakfast and greeted him, then started serving for them. While serving food, she had to bend down. A little cleavage of her big boobs was visible and that man was not missing the chance to take a glance at those melons.

After breakfast, Varun told Pravati about that man, “He is Ganesh Mishra. He is a govt. officer and he is here to aware the villagers about some diseases. He will be staying at our home for 2 days.” Pravati hesitated listening to this, “why at our home?” “c’mon, we are the richest in the village and no one can afford a city guy here, not even our mukhiya”. Then he went outside and came in with Mr. Mishra and his luggage and showed him his room.

Most village people have toilets but not bathroom. And this was a fortune for Mishra, because the bore well was clearly seen from the guest room window. While Mishra was taking some rest, Pravati thought of taking a bath. The noise of hand pump grabbed Mishra’s attention.

He took a peek at the outside and found the busty Pravati moving the handle of pump up down. Her shaking buttocks wanted an attention. The gap between saree and the blouse was damn sexy. Mishra closed the door and moved a chair near the window to look the scene comfortably.

When the tub was full with water Pravati stopped and went near the tub. She looked around to check if someone is there because she was about to remove her clothes. Mishra suddenly realized and hide behind the wall, a few seconds later he again peeked through the window slowly. Pravati was removing her saree. She first dropped her pallu and unknotted her saree.

Now the beauty was covered with blouse and petticoat. Her big bosoms were not willing to stay inside that red lowered neck half sleeve blouse, so some part of those were out above. Her fair little chubby belly with a round and deep navel was a symbol of nymph-maniac women. Again she checked around but this time Mishra didn’t hide, hard to say if he was not afraid or he was full of lust. Now Pravati started unhooking her blouse, she unhooked her blouse but didn’t remove that.

Then she untied the lace of the petticoat and her lower abdomen was slightly visible. She upped the petticoat to her chest and removed the blouse. Immediately in between one second she covered her boobs. But one second is hundred milliseconds and those were enough for Mishra to focus on Pravati’s melons. He could see the entire boobs, the large brown areolas, and the pinkish brown round nipples; all in one second. Unknowingly his hand went inside his pant (maybe yours too).

She then started pouring waters on her voluptuous body. When her petticoat was fully wet, they were stuck to her body showing her complete assets. The nipples were poking out while the cloth had gone deep near her crotch around the round thighs. When she turned around and bent down to pick the soap her ass crack was visible through the wet cloth.

The hand of Mishra was working faster. Pravati picked the soap and sat on the concrete floor of the pump. She applied the soap on her smooth silky hands and armpits and necks. Then she again checked around. But this time she felt someone is watching her. She felt embarrassed but she couldn’t hide.

She was rubbing the soap on her palms quietly looking down.

Suddenly she started being horny thinking that someone is watching her while she is semi-naked. The long slept burning desires that were almost remained cold suddenly awakened inside her body. Her nipples became harder and her pussy felt running blood through it.

Her hands kept the soap under and went up to her chest, untied the laces and lowered the petticoat showing the large round fair womanhood hung on the chest proudly. She applied the soap slowly on her wet boobs and playing the bubbles and squeezing too.

Watching this Mishra’s mouth was watered. He couldn’t believe his eyes. He was witnessing the most beautiful things he had ever seen. The soap bubbles were making the wet breasts shining in the sunlight. She played with her boobs for some time then she stood up, upped the petticoat and knotted the lace.

Mishra was disappointed, of course, he would. Pravati now upped the petticoat to her thighs and applied soap to those round fleshy creamy thighs. Mishra was expecting a little higher but she didn’t such things. She bathed quickly and returned to the home in wet saree.

Pravati entered the hall of the home and sat in front of the mirror in a wet cloth. Mishra was still not satisfied; he listened to the sound of Pravati’s bangles and he peeked through the keyhole of his room. She was combing and picked the body lotion and poured a little on her palm. She applied it to her arms, legs.

She then stood up and suddenly removed the wet saree and threw that away. She was completely nude. Her voluptuous body was clearly seen by the sunlight coming through the window. She was looking like a roman sex goddess .Her flat back was covered with her long black hair; her fleshy ass was facing Mishra.

She applied some lotion on her buttock. She turned around to pick the dry cloth and her big boobs, chubby belly and her love hole covered with dense bush were witnessed by the lusty eyes of Mishra. Then she walked away from his sight.

After an hour Pravati came to the guest room and asked Mishra to have lunch. She was wearing a yellow saree exposing her tummy button and a tight blouse so a huge cleavage was seen. A mangalsutra and bangles on her both hands were making her even more beautiful and sexy. Mishra was like jumping on her and kiss her red lips, but he controlled anyway.

Mishra was sitting on the ground on a mat and Pravati came to serve the dinner. She had to bend down too low and her big boobs were exposed. Mishra couldn’t move away from his eyes from those melons. They were alone in the house and this was encouraging him more. Pravati noticed it but didn’t adjust her pallu, instead, she gave a smile.This was too much for Mishra. The lunch finished anyway and both took rest in their respective rooms.

Mishra woke up at nearly 5:00 and got fresh. By this time Varun and Kunal were home. Kunal was playing with his mom Pravati. Mishra couldn’t believe that Pravati had a 12 years son. He introduced himself to Kunal and they played.

The time passed and it was time for dinner and again Pravati got an excuse to show her cleavage to Mishra. After dinner, Varun went to the farm house as usual and it was only Mishra, Pravati and Kunal. Mishra and Kunal went to their respective beds and then Pravati had dinner.

It was nearly 10 pm and Mishra’s sleep was disturbed with some sounds. He got up and concentrated on the sound. He discovered that the sound was coming from his adjacent room and it was not a sound; it was “moaning”. Mishra knew Pravati was pleasuring herself and wanted to see the scene badly.

He got out from the room sneaked near the door of Pravati’s room. He searched for a keyhole, window, and cracks on the door; but found nothing. He was desperate to look inside but he couldn’t. He returned to his room and sat on the bed. Desperately, he looked up and what he found? A skylight, joining the rooms for ventilation.

He lifted a table under the skylight and climbed on it. He peeked through and his mouth was wide opened. Pravati was lying on the bed only with the blouse and a petticoat lifted up to her waist, her bushy vagina was filled with a cucumber. She was fucking with a cucumber moving it in and out in her pussy.

With her right hand she was masturbating and with other hand, she was squeezing her boobs. She was letting out loud moan even knowing that her child and a guest are at home.

She was moving her hips vigorously with excitement. After a few stroke of thick cucumber she had the ultimate orgasm, some white fluid came out from her pussy and got mixed in the dense pubic hair. She felt relaxed and slept in that position. But Mishra couldn’t sleep; the whole night he was imagining fucking Pravati and masturbated multiple times.

At the morning Mishra had breakfast with the whole family, then Kunal went to school and Mishra went to the health awareness campaign. But he had only his body there, his mind was at the bore well. At the afternoon the campaign finished and he headed to Varun’s home.

Varun was waiting for him and they had lunch together. The time passed and it was evening. That day all had dinner at the same time. As usual, Varun went to the farm house after dinner. Pravati was preparing her bed and Mishra entered into her bedroom. Both greeted each other.

“Hello”, Mishra greeted.

“Hello”, Pravati replied.

She offered him to sit on her bed and he sat down.

“How are you? Please sit down.”

She sat near her and answered “I am fine. Thank you. What about you?”

“Good. Does Mr. Varun go to farm house every night?” he inquired.

“Yes” she replied sadly.

“Well, if I had a beautiful wife like you I would never leave her for a moment.” he flirted.

Pravati blushed. Listening to this she started being horny, her nipples started getting hard, and an itch grew in her cunt. Dirty thoughts were evolved in her minds. She suddenly started to like him.

There was a silence for some moment. Then suddenly Pravati strike with a strange question.

“What were you looking at yesterday?” she asked with shy.

“Err….what?” he fumbled

“I know you were looking at me bathing from the window,” she said shyly.

“I am err… sorry. I had no intention, it was an accident. But when I saw you I couldn’t help myself” he begged.

“Well, this happens.” She said.

“I am sorry. But I must say you have a beautiful body.” He said with great confidence.

Her cheeks turned red with shy.

Mishra placed his hand on her started rubbing. Pravati moved her hand, looked at his face and said: “This is not right.”

He pleaded,” please. I love you.”

“I am a married woman and I have a son. I can’t cheat on my husband” she cleared.

“Look we all have urges. And your husband can’t give you time, that’s his fault” he expressed.

“I am totally satisfied and I don’t need any stranger for my desires, ” she said with a strong sound.

“Are you really satisfied? I saw you last night pleasuring yourself with a cucumber. Now you have a chance with real thing” he said.

Pravati had no reply for this. She just looked at his eyes stayed like that for some moments. Mishra leaned forward, she closed her eyes. Their lips touched, they started kissing. Suddenly, Pravati pushed him away, stood up and said, “This is wrong. I can’t do this”

Mishra held her face started smooching her lips. Pravati resisted, but he couldn’t push a strong man. Gradually, she started enjoying it. Her resistance fell down. They were kissing passionately. Their tongues were exploring each other’s mouth, exchanging saliva.

After some tempting kisse, Mishra’s mouth came down to neck, boobs and waist. Now Pravati was moaning mmmm mmmm. He started undressing Pravati.

He opened the saree, blouse and petticoat in hurry. Now the whole body of the sex goddess was in front of him. He squeezed the big boobs and pinched the nipple. Little milk came out from the nipple. He got aroused with it and squeezed it even more. More milk came out but she was feeling pain.

He laid her down on the bed, climbed up the bed, and parted her 2 legs. Her pussy with curly pubic hair was wide opened. He touched it with his palm, played with the clit; she started shivering.

Then he inserted his one finger and stimulated. Excited Pravati was squeezing her boobs vigorously with loud moan not even caring her son’s presence in the room. Then suddenly Mishra placed his mouth on her cunt, kissed her pussy lips and stimulated her clit with his tongue.

Pravati was surprised with his act, it was strange to him; her husband never did this. She was enjoying it and in no time she cummed in his mouth. She felt relaxed but Mishra was not pleased yet. He undressed himself. Pravati’s eyes were wide opened to see Mishra’s 7” long and fat cock. Looking at his cock Pravati parted her legs letting him access to her pink cunt. He grabbed her thighs and pulled near him. He adjusted his rod at the centre of the pussy, spitted on it and tried to shove in. Pravati cried in pain, the pussy was tight.

“Seems like the bitch hadn’t been fucked for a long time.” He was kinky now.

In second attempt the cock was half inside the hole.

“Oh god! Slow slow”. She cried

“Oh bitch. God damn whore!”

Now the cock had entered fully inside. The pussy was so tight but wet. While fucking her he was pressing her melons so hard that milk was lactating. The entire room was full of sounds of their moan, cracking sounds of the bed, the cling-cling sound of Pravati’s bangles. His cock was lubricated by her cum and it increased the speed of their intercourse.

They were kissing, biting each other. Mishra started stroking hard and her moan became louder. She was begging for more speed. She closed her eyes, letting out a long breath and loud moan and moving her hips vigorously. It seemed like Mishra’s long cock had reached her g spot and she was close to her first sexual orgasm by a man. She let out a louder moan signifying her orgasm. Mishra’s cock felt a hot wave of Pravati’s cum inside her cunt and it aroused him.In few seconds he cum inside the pussy womb.

They relaxed, kissed each other and after some minutes; they started again. They didn’t sleep, they had sex whole night. That night, Pravati learned about some sex position like doggy style, riding etc. At the dawn, they had bathed together and Pravati also experienced outdoor sex.

In the morning Varun came, all had breakfast and Mishra set out for home. Pravati waved him goodbye and felt sad thinking that her sex life is finished again. But it was just the beginning.

Next time with another spicy incident. Till then “stay horny”.

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