Hi, I am Dev, a 30-year-old software employee in Hyderabad. My wife is Pooja, she is 28, and she is a housewife looking for a job. We had sex, but the intensity was getting less in me as I am not able to hold for a long time, but we managed with a dildo.
If anyone wants to know how my wife looks, search Jyothi Rai. I can start by saying that we were happy and living our lives, but when we heard that my father’s brother, Prakash, who is 61 years old, had lost his wife.
Prakash was devastated and was hoping for death to come. Prakash had a stepson, Roopak, 21 years old, who was crying and was in depression.
Me: Pooja, I can’t look at them like this; they helped me during my downfall. We have to do something to cheer them up.
So, we invited them to stay with us till they felt alive.
Pooja: I will try my best to keep them alive, Dev. I will cook good food, and take them out for a movie. I think Roopak will recover faster than Prakash. He is young so that these things will work out fine.
The next day, Pooja prepared a nice meal and put on her favourite movie, but neither of them seemed interested.
Prakash: Roopak, eat food and go to college.
Roopak: What about you, Dad?
Prakash: I am not hungry.
Pooja: But you did not eat anything last night.
Prakash (closing his door): Sorry, but I am not hungry.
Roopak also leaves the house, not eating. My wife, not knowing what to do, tries to take Prakash for a walk; they walk and come back.
At night, they come, take some food, and both go to their room. We thought they needed some privacy. But in the morning, when my wife went back to check the food, it had barely moved. They ate very little, and Roopak had already left home without eating breakfast.
This continued for a week.
Me: Pooja, this is not working. We have to think of something else, take Roopak to an adventure park.
Pooja: I took both of them last Sunday; they barely walked through the adventure park.
Me: I can’t see them like this, Pooja. Please take action.
Pooja: I don’t know, Dev. I tried my best.
Me: I will take the boy to a night party. You take care of Uncle at the card club house.
Pooja: Oh, that’s interesting. You are awakening Roopak’s sexual needs.
me: Yes, he is 21. I am sure he needs that.
Pooja: You think a cheap party will fix a broken heart? You can’t even fix what’s between us with your small cock.
Me: Fine, you do it then. You’re so good at nurturing. Let’s swap. You take the boy, I’ll take the old man.
The next night, Pooja took him to a night party full of girls and alcohol.
Pooja: So, Roopak, do you like it here? Drink as much as you want. I will pay.
Roopak: I am not into drinking, but thanks.
1 hr passed, but Roopak did not change. Frustrated, my wife took a bottle, and they headed back home.
Pooaja: I understand, Roopak. She is your set mom who passed, don’t worry that much.
Pooja bought orange juice, but she spiked it with strong alcohol. Roopak, not knowing that he had started drinking and had completed the bottle.
Roopak(drunk): But she took good care of me. And he started to cry.
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Pooja kept his head on her shoulder and started to wipe his watery eyes. Roopak couldn’t hold it, so he hugged her. A few minutes after the hug did not break, my wife felt different. The hug was getting tighter every second; her boobs were getting crushed into his chest.
Roopak brushed his head into her soft hair, and her aroma, along with the alcohol, ignited the manhood.
Roopak looked into my wife’s eyes.
Pooja (in soft honey voice): What is it, Roopak? Tell me what you want.
Roopak said nothing, just looked into her eyes.
Pooja’s breath caught. “You’re saying.”
Pooja understood, and she pulled him gently closer to her lips and kissed him. The fire turned into a rage.
Roopak explored her mouth, their tongues twisted, and Roopak stated, biting her lower lip.
Pooja: Roopak be gentle.
Roopak, not knowing what to do next. He asked, “What shall we do now?”
Pooja: It’s time you evolved from boy into a man.
She starts taking off her blue saree, revealing her big boobs tightly packed in the black bra, her slim waist shone in the dim light, it was like unwrapping a sand glass timer. 36 boobs, 28 waist, and 32 asses.
The cock slowly began to grow big. Pooja placed Roopak’s hands on her waist and bent down towards him, removing her bra.
Pooja (pushed his head into her boobs): Take a deep breath and feel the softness.
Roopak started to suck her nipples and eat her wildly. Roopak’s hands slowly removed her underwear.
Pooja (smiled): So, you do know what to eat next.
She lifted her leg and placed her lower thigh on his shoulder, giving enough space for Roopak to explore her pink pussy.
Roopak: It is warm, giving out a nice fragrance.
He keeps on licking her while Pooja tries to maintain balance, holding his head.
Pooja: aaa, Roopak, don’t stop, I am cumming!
Pooja then spread his legs and took off the pants, his cock boosted like breaking a cage.
Pooja(blushing): You’re 21 years old, right?
Roopak: Sorry, is it small? I always doubt it.
Pooja: Who said it is small? You’re… bigger than I thought.
Roopak: In porn I saw, men have very big cock, and they fuck on for hours.
Pooja: Roopak, they all do surgery. They stay hard for 2-3 years max, and they can’t stay hard for the rest of their life’s. For any man, a 5–6-inch cock is not small; it’s perfect. Secondly, women love intimacy, role play, and then comes size as 3rd priority.
She takes the cock into her mouth. Roopak closes his eyes and feels a warm mouth from the tip to the middle of his cock. Pooja holds his cock and starts to stroke it while trying to take it deeper.
Roopak holds her head and pushes it deep into her throat. Pooja gasps for air and pulls out her mouth. Roopak bends his head back to normal and sees strings of Pooja’s saliva dripping from her mouth onto his cock.
Pooja: Let’s see how much time you can stay hard, newbie.
While Roopak remains on the sofa, Pooja stretches her legs apart and climbs onto his lap and tries to push his cock into her pussy.
Pooja: Slowly.
Pooja whispered as she lowered herself onto him. “Oh… yes…”
Creak… creak… creak…
Their rhythm started tentative, then grew more confident. In a single go, the entire cock sides in the pink soft cave. Pooja unimaginably moves her hip. Roopak holds her ass and squishes her tight.
Pooja: Oh, Roopak, just like that, stay hard. You’re doing it great, someone new like you can’t last for a minute. But you are rock hard.
I pinged my wife that I was almost home, as Prakash did not enjoy the card club house, but when I tried to open the door, I heard moaning noises.
From the window, I saw that it was Roopak. I felt happy that my wife succeeded in bringing another woman to satisfy his needs, and he is coming back to life. He was fucking in doggy style, I can see a perfect round, pumped ass shaking with every strong push of his cock into her.
Slowly, I tried to see who that woman was, my eyes shifted from her slim waist to a perfect 36-sized big boobs, there was a married thread around her neck bouncing while her boobs moved forward and backwards with the rhythm of his cock, but her face was not visible in the dim light.
My cock got hard seeing that Roopak, a 21-year-old teen, was fucking a married woman, raw, rough, and brutally making her scream. I pity the guy married to her.
Suddenly, Roopak holds the woman by her hair and gives her another strong push from the back while pulling her head up into the light. I could not believe my eyes, it was none other than my wife, Pooja.
I felt like my ground slipped, I couldn’t speak, nor move. It was the first time I saw the true beauty of my wife in her complete lust form.
Roopak: Am I doing it right?
Pooja: Perfect… you’re perfect, please… don’t stop.
Prakash walked behind me and patted my shoulder to open the gate, but I could not respond.
Prakash: What are you looking at, Dev? Please open the gate quickly.
He peeked through my shoulder and saw that his stepson was fucking my wife raw and wild. The moaning sounds grew louder and louder.
Pooja: Roopak, I am cumming, I can’t stay longer.
Roopak: Me, too.
They finally collapse on each other. I am not sure what will happen next. If anyone has any guesses, tell me at my Gmail, .