The Social Service

It was a usual night in the Gurapur village, as the flame from the night lamp was subtly flickering in one corner of the room. It has was hot and humid. There was no electricity in the entire village. Tamanna was sitting on the floor near the oven, fanning herself with an old newspaper. Her body was glistening with sweat. She was waiting for her husband, who would soon return after a strenuous day at the farm.

Life was no less than a tyranny for the 24-year-old Tamanna. Her husband Kanhaiya was a 28 years old drunkard who was otherwise a hardworking farmer. They were married to each other exactly one year back and they had already lost the romance between them, thanks to the cruel village life. Every morning Kanhaiya would get up as soon as the sun would rise and go to his farm which was a mile’s walk away. He would then return only at night after having a routine drinking session with his friends. Tamanna would handle the household every day without a spur of complaint.

Tamanna was a dark-skinned, busty woman with full grown womanhood. A lot of women envied her features. She had curvy round hips which were enough to seduce even the men of high morals. Her huge rounded breasts with dark erect nipples always appeared to be teasing through the thin blouse that she wore most of the time. All in all, her slutty figure was enough to get a manhood hard. But all this did not seem to have any noticeable effect on her own husband. Her husband somehow always found alcohol more luring than Tamanna. And it was very reasonable that even after a year of marriage they both have not yet been intimate.

Tamanna was suddenly shaken up from her thoughts as Kanhaiya came rocking through the wooden gate and fell down on the bed. He was drunk as usual and was out of his senses. He murmured something in his inebriated state and passed out. He would now only open his eyes the next morning.

She got up, put a latch on the door and went to the bed. She removed her blouse, kept it on the stool and readied herself to sleep. It was normal to sleep without undergarments in such hot weather without any fan working overhead. She was again lost in her thoughts as she silently laid beside her drunk husband. It was almost months since they last had sex. And even then it was her husband who orgasmed. All of their sex sessions had been like this. Her husband used to dominate her and after stroking her wildly for a couple of minutes he would ejaculate and would sleep off. Tamanna would then have to finger herself to an orgasm to satisfy herself.

The wives were never allowed to express their sexuality. And the husband would only make love to them when he felt horny. But what about the nights when the wives were horny? But instead of complaining, she had now started to accept this. Almost every woman in the village had the same story to tell. But tonight was one such night. Tamanna was horny since this evening. She waited for her husband to come all day but he came home drunk.

A knock on the door suddenly shook her from her thoughts again as she got up hurriedly. She covered her upper body with the saree she was wearing and walked towards the door and opened it.

A boy was standing with a bag on the back. “Maaf kijiyega! Itni raat ko disturb kiya, par actually mai yaha ghumne aya tha, aur ab raat kaafi ho gayi hai aur shahar bhi kaafi dur hai. Kya mai yaha ruk sakta hu? Kal subah hote hi mai nikal jaunga.” he spoke innocently.
“Thik hai sahab! Niche bedsheet bicha k so jao. Koi dikkat nahi hai.” Tamanna spoke smilingly as she let the stranger in.

“Thank you! Mera naam Aditya…….” his was speechless as Tamanna returned with the lamp. The subtle light from the flames of the lamp revealed her huge breast. Although it was covered with the saree, her nipples stared out even in the dark. Aditya’s eyes got transfixed to the nipples. Tamanna looked at the stranger’s eyes and then followed towards her breasts. She smiled and continued, ” and aa jao!” and blushed noticeably. Aditya felt embarrassed as Tamanna smiled. As Tamanna turned around to guide him inside, Aditya stared at her busty hips. He had always fantasised such slutty women. he didn’t know Indian villages had such wild treasures.

He kept down his bag and spread out his bedsheet on the floor. “T-shirt utar lo, garmi bohot hai!” Tamanna spoke. Aditya removed his t-shirt and threw it on the nearby stool. The gentle darkness revealed his sturdy body which had now begun to form pearls of sweat on it. “Aap bohot khoobsurat ho!” Aditya told her, looking straight at her eyes. Tamanna returned with a blushing smile. It was the first time in her life, that she had received such a compliment.

As Aditya readied to lay down, Tamanna walked past him and in the darkness they collided. The huge breasts brushed against the sturdy sweaty body of Aditya. They both looked at each other and blushed. It was one of those nights when Tamanna was extremely horny and never in her life had she felt this extreme an urge to express it so wildly. The saree fell down from her shoulder, exposing the bare breasts with dark nipples. It glistened with sweat against the flickering flame. Aditya stood there and watched agape. Tamanna did not try to cover herself up. She wanted to enjoy tonight. She wanted to satisfy herself tonight. She wanted to be the slut she had always dreamt of being.

Aditya moved closer as Tamanna looked aside in shyness. He moved his lips closer. Tamanna began to feel the heavy breathing of Aditya. She did not react. She was numb. The very fact that her drunk husband was lying in the next room while a stranger was trying to steal a kiss turned her on. Aditya had her boner and it was quietly visible through the boxers he was wearing. Tamanna suddenly gripped him and pulled him closer and kissed him hard. The salivas exchanged and so did the sweat on their lips.

It was salty and Aditya had his biggest bulge on the boxers tonight. He forced her down as they both laid down on the bedsheet. Tamanna gently removed her saree over the waist and kept it on the side stool. She was sweaty and their bodies slid against each other. Aditya just wanted to forget all stigmas and enjoy this night of wildness. He licked Tamanna’s upper body. He wanted to taste the serenity of the woman. He licked all her sweat while Tamanna moaned in anticipation. Tamanna raised her upper arm and pushed her arm-pit forward. It was dark and hairy. The hair in the armpits made it all sexier. Aditya licked it wildly. The kinky smell of the sweat turned him on and on. He slid his hands inside the petticoat and felt the thick bushy haired pussy.

He had fucked a lot of girls. Almost every one was clean shaved or at least neatly trimmed. But this was something different. Tamanna was a dirty slut. She was an ordinary housewife. She had bushes of thick black hair on her vaginal walls which made it more attractive! Aditya removed his boxers and forced his erect penis inside Tamanna, laying on top of her. And it was the first time, Tamanna felt a manhood exploiting her so wildly and yet caringly. Aditya thrust his dick inside feeling the moist warmth of Tamanna’s womanly pussy. It was loose, quite evident of the fact that her husband had always been harsh on her. He rubbed himself against her slippery sweaty body while Tamanna laid back quietly. She was enjoying the night of her life. She had surrendered herself to Aditya’s manhood.

She wanted him to dominate tonight while she enjoyed the rare luxury. She moaned wildly as she was relaxed about her husband being completely out of senses to find anything out. Aditya sucked the huge breasts and the taste was completely different from the regular teens he slept with. It had a tinge of sweatiness and an erotic saltiness to it. It felt great. he sucked for almost ten minutes while Tamanna moaned loudly. Aditya again continued fucking Tamanna hard. He jumped on top of her and watched her womanly face shake in ecstasy.

And finally after almost thirty minutes of good fucking, Tamanna orgasmed. She had the most powerful orgasm ever. She cried out like a mad woman. Tears rolled down through the side of her eyes as she craved for more. Aditya got down and turned Tamanna over him and began another fuck session. Tamanna, for the first time in her life, dominated a man. She sat on him. The penis was still inside her wet pussy. She now began humping like a horse-rider. She humped on Aditya wildly and it was only a matter of ten minutes when she orgasmed again. Never had she had multiple orgasms! She was exhausted and completely spent by now.

Aditya quickly pulled out his erect rod from inside Tamanna and forced it into her mouth. And there she was! Complete piece of magic! The thick paste of saliva on his dick felt like heaven as Tamanna sucked it like a whore. She gently bit it at the bottom and pressed it hard against her throat. And finally, Aditya came! He exploded with an insane amount of semen. The thick load of semen poured gently inside Tamanna’s mouth as she obediently drank it. She had never tasted semen before. It was salty. It was sour. It was smelly. It was thick. It was dirty. And it was warm. She was satisfied now. She was completely spent.

They both laid for an hour, naked and on each other’s arms. They didn’t speak to each other. Aditya caressed her hair and Tamanna gently stroked his penis which had now become small after working so hard.

At 4′ o clock, Tamanna and Aditya got up. In an hour the sun would be up and her husband would go to work. She got up and looked at Aditya smilingly and wore the petticoat, the blouse, and the saree. Aditya dressed up too and began to pack his bag. He would leave in a couple of minutes.

It was a night, Tamanna will never forget. She loved her husband. She did not want to cheat on him. Neither did she want to have sex with s stranger again. But tonight she needed it more than anything. She enjoyed the night and wanted to carry it with her for the rest of her life. They promised to never meet again as Aditya walked away.

Tamanna cleaned the semen stains from the floor and tied her hair. And then she slept beside her husband holding him tight. She wanted to be a slut for one night. And she was one hell of a SLUT!

[Note: Guys! It is my first story. Do let me know if you like it. Depending on the reaction on this story, I will write further stories too. Thank you.]