The Saga Of A Married Couple

Hi, I am Mani. after a long time… This story is behalf of my reader who asked me to share the experience of them. To the people who don’t know about me just check my previous stories by clicking on my name which is at above “Romeo143”. any girl or aunties waiting for my help in Hyderabad particularly near madhapur/gachibowli can get in touch with me thru [email protected]. let’s begin the story :)

I am Sushmit Patel, now aged some +32, employed in a noted Chennai-based Tire Company, with photography my passion, and residing in Chennai. I am dark, average in built, with high libido, having a huge prone to voyeuristic hedonism.
However, I married Sudeshna [nee Mukherjee] little more than 6 years ago (mid-April 2009). Sudeshna was then at her twenty-three years. Ours was an arranged marriage. Our parents were bosom friends, and colleagues at Ahmedabad. Simply gorgeous, Sudeshna, my younger by 2 years, is a sharp-featured Bengali beauty with strange temptation written in her large eyes. She is brightly wheatish-fair in complexion, tall in height (5’6”), endowed with a shapely-curvaceous and mouthwatering body [36A / 30 / 35], with contemporary outlook and bubbly by nature, and she’s, above all, very very hot and horny. However, besides very attractive large-eyed feature, in Sudeshna’s figure her pectoral assets (breasts) happen to be most gorgeous and unique, — unique in a sense that those two round domes are so firm that they barely required or require any bra-support as such to stand out, and therefore, many a time she wore or wears no bra beneath her blouse or shirt, or house-gown (while home). Sexually, she’s simply a harlot on bed — very demanding, noisy, multi-orgasmic —- and prone to hedonism that ever matched my heterodox outlook towards sex.

Well, she’s the mother of 2 young kids, and our first baby came early 2012. Well, from my boyhood days, I’ve been a Peeping Tom, and after marriage when I unclothed my beautiful bride first time in the bridal chamber, I was flabbergasted by her nudity and pulchritude, and her raw sex-appeal turned me on. And the latent Peeping Tom in me suggested me to eat her up only after getting her youth tasted by another male in my front.

The whole bridal night we spent chit-chatting together without involving ourselves even in the conjugal smooches. From her talks I guessed her to have probably been ‘technically virgin’ — and later it was proved she had been virgin since she bled a bit on the 2nd day on honeymoon while her hymen was perforated by a stranger male, i.e., her masseur, in the hotel room in my front.

Well, our marriage was solemnized on 14th April, Tuesday 2009, — on the auspicious day of Vaisakhi. And 3 days later, we set out to Puri, a sea-side place in Orissa, where we checked-in at Pantha Niwas hotel, situated on Chakra Thirtha Road, along side the beach. And there, at the beach, we came across a swarthy middle-aged local “noolia” (rescuer) while sea-bathing, and he said he’s a good masseur too. Looking at that unimpressive, somewhat ugly in appearance, man — in shape contrast to beauty and complexion of my honeymooning bride — a strange sexual excitement occupied me, and I thought he would be best guy to devour my wife before me before my eating her up.

So, I asked that ugly middle-aged Oriya man to pay a visit to my hotel suite in the early evening to render a full body-massage my wife with oil. He looked at my young wife and smiled, and nodded head in affirmation. It was 19th April 2009.

He knocked on our door dot at 6.30 in the evening. I opened the door and welcomed him in. By now I had induced or convinced my wife Sudeshna for a full body-massage, nerving up her not to fear if this massage eventually culminated into a savage sex between that stranger guy and her, and she was reluctantly acquiescent for this bold tryst. But she had cautioned me at the same time that it was incidentally not a safe day for her, nor was she on the pill. Her being in unsafe period rather further augmented my excitement, anticipating that her masseur might impregnate her in his first spermatic shoot into her virgin womb.

Anyway, the massage session began. At his instruction, my wife shyly peeled off her clothes, one by one, thus became completely naked, making that senescent masseur agape in wonder and infatuation. Now Sudeshna assumed a prostrate position on the floor, and he started his task of embrocation and massage with mustard oil in his both palms — and massaged her whole back, right from her nape to toes, including her breast-sides that spilled out against the floor or ground. His intimate touch or body-contact worked on her and she started murmuring in comfort and pleasure.

After massaging her back and dorsal, that guy overturned her, and next moment he rained some oil over her anterior or frontal region — from neck to pubic mound, and next moment his broad and strong palms began the massage, running his palms along her acrominal, axillary, antebrachial, coaxal and pubic regions, without or avoiding kneading her pectoral region. And when his fingers felt after her pubic or vaginal lips, Sudeshna yelled in pleasure, and she started lubricating. . .

Finally, that man came over her pectoral domes, and started massaging and kneading her oil-glistening highly-resilient breast-domes, with tweaking her already rock-hard nipples between his index fingers and thumbs. Sudeshna was moaning in pleasure, and suddenly she lost all her continence, and just closing her forearms around the neck of that ugly-looking masseur, she pulled his face to her aloft breasts, thus making his agape mouth engulf a breast-peak, thereby easing him to suck up the nipple, without any inhibition and nausea unto him. That man began devouring her both breasts, by turns.

I was watching, mesmerized and over-excited. In no time a shuddering orgasm overtook Sudeshna. At this point I straightway asked that stranger masseur to now give a striking ramming to my supine wife. He smiled and nodded his head in affirmation. Next moment he stripped himself off, and his erection — huge thick throbbing, and pulsating in sexual fury — was a circumcised, and his chocolaty glans (cock-head) was much thicker than mine. I was stunned by his size, whereas my wife was also scared by it. Now it was open that this masseur was a Muslim guy.

Well, now he shifted back to her thighs and widening her inner thighs apart, he uplifted her legs to his shoulders, and then placed his cock-head in the mouth of her wet vaginal cave. Sudeshna reeled like a reed in high intensity of her erotic heat. Experienced, he now slowly but steadily pushed forth, and suddenly halted midway, and then he pulled back a little, and next moment, having grabbed her breasts in hands, he surged forth deep in her within, and a sharp outcry of pain escaped Sudeshna, and some drops of tears teemed down the corners of her eyes. And he went deeper (tearing her hymen apart) with a strong and long push inside. He jabbed her two long and deeper thrusts, and then pulled out from her within. His circumcised cock-head looked coated with blood which suggested his perforation of her hymen or robbing of her virginity. . .

I strangely felt delighted at it. In no time he made a re-entry into her, and started pounding himself into her, to-and-fro, creating a typical squelchy hum from their coital fornication. Sudeshna continued murmuring in ecstasy so long he was churning in her. And thus thrust by thrust he took her the seventh heaven of bliss with him, and finally a groan escaped him indicating his ensuing spermatic outburst. Instantly my supine wife interlocked her legs around him and drew him deeper to the hilt inside her. Next second she saw stars as globs of his sperms hit the wall or mouth of her athirst womb. She yelled in bliss, letting her womb suck his ejaculation in. I felt she was getting impregnated at that very moment.

Even after a strong ejaculation, that middle-aged man was still hard, and ready to fill her once again. But Sudeshna beckoned him to this time release over her breasts. So, he pulled out, and Sudeshna drew his ugly swarthy face over hers and their mouths became sealed in a passionate kiss. Their eager mouths explored each other, tasting each other’s oral nectar. And thereafter, her able masseur started pumping his angry cock over her proud breasts, running his oozing glans and meatus (cock-mouth) on and around her entire breast-domes, from base to peak, including on her brown areolae. And finally he flooded over her breasts, literally blanketing them with a thick seminal layer. Thereafter, he massaged her semen-smeared breasts until the seminal wetness was dried down in her breast-skin.

After a little rest, he resumed copulation with her, with a fresh vigour. I was taken aback by his stamina. He filled her once again, and then he dressed up to hop off. I gave him a sum of Rs 2000/- and invited him to come next evening also for this same purpose.

Played out, Sudeshna kept lying idly on the ground. I saw excess semen dripping out from her vaginal orifice. She smiled and thanked me for this exotic and unique experience.

That night I first time made coital lovemaking with her. Next evening (20th April 2009) the same massage-fun with that same Muslim guy was repeated, and this time he filled her thrice and when he left our room it was already 10.30 at night.

Next day (21st) he came in the day, and this time with another guy who was much younger, and he was his assistant. This time those two guys relished my horny wife, both jointly and individually, and by turns also. This time they spent almost 7 hours in our suite, and devoured every inch of her prime youth, and left her literally in the pool of sweats saliva and semen. Sudeshna this time underwent countless orgasms and her womb took full charges of sperms no less than 9 times. That younger (Muslim) guy, a boy rather, filled her 7 times, whereas his boss filled her 3 times. And Sudeshna felt like being in the heaven. . . Thus, from 19th to 27th April (2009), Sudeshna enjoyed both her honeymoon and extramarital escapades simultaneously.

In the 2nd week of May (2009), Sudeshna apprised me that she already missed her period, and probably she conceived from that stranger senior masseur who had first seeded her on our honeymoon at Puri. Two weeks later I took her to a clinic where doctor examined her and confirmed her embryonic pregnancy.

Sudeshna was aborted soon or before it was too late. After this incident, I started secretly sharing my covetously beautiful and hot wife in a secretive cliquey of local boyhood as well as college-day (bachelor) buddies — may be seven or eight in total, and this time intelligent Sudeshna allowed me to share her with my male-friend(s) only on her safe days. And all were mad after her succulent lips and breasts. She satisfied all of them, both in single or individual session and in orgy. And it all happened during the Navaratris [2009].

To be continued…

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