Adultery Unfaithful Mothers and Housewives - Stranger_Women

FUCKING A RURAL HOUSE WIFE
Rural women are doubtlessly hotter than the make-believe horny urban bitches. This is a true experience I encountered during one of my medical tours. My name is Mukesh Khanna. I work for a reputed multinational NGO as a doctor. My organization gives medical support to urban underdeveloped villages in India. For my organization I have to visit some of the north eastern zones of India for giving temporary medical support to the govt. health centres. I am 27 years old with a strong heavy macho physique. Most females in the city of Delhi admitted to me that I have a strong sex appeal. This way I had lots of chances to enjoy sex with numerous young sexy urban bitches. Once as usual I was traveling to a place called ------ in ------ which has large coal mines. In those parts the common transport are jeeps (other than the buses i.e.). When I got off from the train I realized I had lost the address and phone numbers I needed for references to reach my destination venue. I felt completely isolated in the unfamiliar place. The guy who had been traveling with me all the way from Delhi along with his wife and a just-born baby offered to help me out. He said I could come to his house and stay until I could locate my destination.

I accepted his offer and joined him in his jeep. I was told it was about 2 to 3 hours drive to his house. His name was Lakhan Seth and his wife was Juhiya or something like that (I couldn’t understand their pronunciations properly). Lakhan Seth and his few other male friends sat in the front seats along with his wife and kid. I sat in the back side with all the luggage and goods. There was a partition between where I sat and the others in the front. We couldn’t see each other. Lakhan Seth seemed pretty inconsiderate towards his wife because a little later I smelt a lot of smoke from bidis which the men must’ve been smoking. Juhiya didn’t seem comfortable with all that smoke while bearing a child in arm, so she was told to sit in the back seat with me. Lakhan Seth didn’t seem to even bother letting his wife sit with a stranger in the partitioned back seat. Juhiya came and sat next to me as there was no other place with loads of parcels stuffed together with me. There was very little space for the two of us, hence terribly uncomfortable. Juhiya squeezed herself in whatever little space was there between the door and me. From the brief association with her, I noticed Juhiya was a shy and dominated woman. But she had a strong passion in her big wide beautiful eyes. She kept her entire body from head to toe covered under the saree so I could only see her eyes.

Yet her overall figure confirmed that she was well-shaped inside. Even in the train I had noticed she had to frequently breastfeed the baby. Each time she secretly opened her blouse and bra to feed the baby my eyes tried to get a glimpse of her tits from any possible angle. I felt myself like another baby wanting to desperately suck on her nipples. When she sat sticking close to me, it was first her buttocks that pressed deep into my hand which was placed exactly under her buttock. Neither of us could avoid the situation due to lack of space. Knowing the helplessness, she didn’t seem to mind. But the heat from her ass was burning my hand and eventually the soul, sending a powerful temptation of lust for her. My mouth was watering and whole face was sweating. Juhiya noticed that and giggled a bit and looked the other way. I felt provoked by her laughing at me. So I tried to move my hand so as to feel her ass even more. This turned her on too. But being the typical shy and fearful village woman she didn’t say or do much except for closing her eyes tightly encouraging me to do more. I squeezed her ass nicely. Just then the baby cried again for milk.

She looked embarrassed wondering how to feed the baby in front of me. I simply turned my face in opposite direction to make her feel comfortable. She covered her head and whole upper portion with the saree and carefully opened the blouse buttons and also the bra. I could see a shadow figure of her bare tits thru the thin saree material against the strong outside light. I felt possessed by an evil spirit forcing my hands to pull away the saree to get a mouthful of her huge balls. But due to the child I had to control myself. Yet at the slightest jerk of the jeep I tried to brush my hands or elbows against her most sensitive parts. She was getting the message and seemed to agree in co-operating with me but at a later time. Later when we reached their house I saw that Lakhan Seth owned a reasonably big bungalow. He said he runs a transport company and own quite a few trucks therefore has to often go outstation. He tried to convince me that even if he may not be there with us his wife will see to it that I am comfortable and fulfill all my needs.

My mind had other wilder ideas about fulfillment of needs and waited eagerly to know when he had to leave for such an outstation trip and for how long would he be away. Next morning he told me he had to go to Madras and it might keep him away for nearly 15 days. Once again he gave lots of instructions to Juhiya that she should look after me very well and see to it that I am not deprived of any necessities. Saying so, he left Juhiya and me alone with the harmless kid. My mind could think of nothing other than the desire to have sex with Juhiya. I eagerly waited for any opportunity to see her in any sexy positions. My eyes were on high alert. The first day in their house, Juhiya served me a good wholesome breakfast but all the time her head and the whole body was fully kept covered under the saree. My desperation was growing to see her intimate parts. Immediately after serving me breakfast the child was crying. Juhiya ran to her baby to feed it.

The child was lying in the main hall at the entrance. Their house is in a quiet isolated area so I think she was used to breastfeeding the baby even in the open room. Keeping her self covered fully in the saree was the only precaution she used to take. She didn’t know that the bright light from the doorway behind her gave me a nice shadow view of her luscious balls freed from captivity of bra and blouse. There was a stairway leading to some rooms upstairs. I quietly tiptoed to an upper level from where I could see her bare breasts more clearly. She didn’t know about it. I could hardly sleep that night. My dick was giving me too much trouble and my mouth kept imagining that it is the mouth of the baby sucking on Juhiya’s tits. The whole night I was looking out for any chance to see her somewhere in the house or to catch her doing something private. I was given a room upstairs and Juhiya’s room was downstairs. Time passed and it was 5am already. I kept looking for Juhiya. Then I saw her walking out of her room lazily stretching her body. She had not imagined I will be waiting looking out for her so early in the morning. That’s when I saw her with the saree falling off her shoulder carelessly. She was preparing to go for a bath. In the villages they usually don’t have bathrooms inside the house. It is usually located in the backyard or any other part of compound. These people had it in their backyard. It had three walls with a large bush in front instead of door and there was no roof.

From my room upstairs I could see everything clearly inside the bathroom. I was peeping from my window when she looked up towards my room to see if I was there watching by any chance. I quickly hid myself. Then after a few minutes I peeped again. She seemed convinced that I may be still sleeping. Holy cow! It was the most memorable sight for me to see her slowly taking off the saree and then all the other clothes one by one. I saw her fully naked only for half a minute. After that she tied her petticoat above the boobs. I suppose that’s the traditional way for women to have bath in villages. She was pouring water all over her body and enjoying the fresh feeling. When she was applying soap she had to lift the petticoat for the insides. Those were the few other quick glimpses I got of her private areas. It was still little dark so I couldn’t see it all in much detail. But even that was hot enough to kindle the fire of desire in my body. I felt every nerve in me burning like coal from the mines. Juhiya had hardly finished her bath when the baby started to cry again. She looked angry that she can’t even have a proper bath because of the baby all the time crying. I saw her leaving everything as it was and running to her room in only the petticoat. In her room I heard her shouting and giving gaalis to the kid for being such a nuisance. To shut up the child’s crying I think she had to feed the baby again.

I took opportunity of this moment. I quickly ran downstairs straight away barging into her room to ask if the baby was okay and if I could help in any way. Juhiya was shocked to see me suddenly and I was shocked to see that Juhiya had dropped down the petticoat and was sitting full naked since she didn’t expect me. We both were so shocked with the unexpected shocks. My throat ran dry. I was speechless. Since I had asked if there was any way I could help, she laughed shyly and said “What can you do? Can you feed my baby when I’m busy with something else?” I just smiled but didn’t move away from there. Instead I went closer to her and sat down on the floor. She was on her bed with legs down. I touched her legs gently and said “Now you have double responsibility. I am also thirsty for that milk. So now you have to breastfeed the baby as well as me”. She laughed again shyly. Then she held me by the arm and said “Saabji, please don’t sit down. Come, sit up on the bed”. As I sat on the bed she quickly pulled a bed sheet to cover herself. I pulled the blanket away again and threw it far off. There was nothing else nearby that she could use for covering her body. She simply made a gesture with her hand to say “Wait till the baby goes to sleep”. I was very pleased she agreed to my proposal. I was dying to get

my hands and mouth and dick to attack her body juicy body which was fresher after the bath. I was getting so desperate that I wanted to actually throw the baby out of the window. But I had now choice. It was not my baby. So I had to wait. After half an hour the baby was fast asleep. My eyes had not moved from her hardcore sex-bombshell of a body. She slowly looked to see what I was upto. I crawled on the bed and lie down putting my head in her lap. It was very warm. I kissed her navel and the whole stomach portion. There was lot of hair on her pussy like a dense forest. I brushed my fingers thru the mini jungle wet as if it had rained in the forest. They were her sexy juices, the first sign of orgasm and a green signal to take off to the seventh heaven. I helped her lie down as well and then licked up the whole frontal parts of her body. Later turned her over and did the same with the full back side. I specially enjoyed licking the ass and the cunt. Since she was already a mother of one child she also had good experience in sex. But her desperation for my dick told me that her husband did not satisfy all her sexual needs. Maybe because he was more busy earning money and not caring for her so much. She grabbed my dick violently and started madly biting on it like a bitch. It was painful for me but I didn’t want to disappoint her. With her continuous sucking on my dick suddenly there was loads of ejaculation flowing like a river. I let her drink quite a bit. The rest I poured all over her tits, stomach and pussy and spread it then licked it up myself for a long time. She opened her pussy flaps widely and begged me to quickly push in my dick which she dying for. We fucked and fucked for the next couple of hours. We practiced various styles in the following few days. After a week I remembered I had business to attend to. Juhiya had made me forget everything.

The day I had to leave she looked very sad. She requested me “why don’t you take me with you”. I told her that I like to take her with me but I don’t want your baby. She said I know how to get rid of my baby.I asked her how? She said she will give the baby to one of her close relative who is desperately looking to adopt a baby. I asked about her husband also. But she said she will manage him. I went to Delhi leaving her. After few days she send me a telegram saying that she is ready to leave. I went to the village to take her with me. She was waiting in the station. I asked her about the baby. She told me that she already given the baby to her relative and they are very very happy to get the child. And her husband also supported the idea as he was looking for a male child. I asked her how she managed her husband. She said her husband Lakhan went to Jharkhand today morning. After he was gone she wrote a letter to her husband explaining the reason why she is leaving him and requesting him not to search for her. Then she came to the station. I asked her how you know your husband will not search for you? she said she knows her husband very well. Her husband will be very happy to get rid of her. Because he can remarry again and try for a boy with his new wife. Now we are leaving happily as a husband wife and she gave birth of a beautiful boy.

Trouble

A few days passed without any thing. My Bhabi did not come. I could not take any advantage in the morning when my Bhaia went out for a walk. Because he used to go only after I left for office. I could not speak to my Bhabi regarding this because of his ever presence. I finally asked her one morning when I was about to leave for the office and my Bhaia was in the garden in our backyard.

"Bhabi please come today." I said

"Ok I will try"

"No try Bhabi you must come I need you very badly."

"Ok you go now it's getting late for you."

"Bhabi promise me you are coming today"

"Ok honey I promise, now go." She said.

"Yesss" I yelled and left for my office. My Bhabi was smiling as I left.

That night my Bhabi came late when everything was quite. She came stealthily and locked the door. I was waiting for her. She was also eager to have sex. She directly came in my arms. We hugged each other and kissed frantically. I was only in my shorts. I did not realize when my Bhabi removed it. She lifted her sari and spread her legs for me. The sex was really good that night. We were done with it in about half an hour.

"You are really a good lover honey" she said

"Thanks Bhabi"

"You make me feel so full 'there'" she blushed

"So please come tomorrow and everyday."

"That's not possible honey." She giggled.

"Why not Bhabi" I asked her in a pleading tone.

"I can not give an extra pill to your Bhaia every day"

"Then come without giving any extra pill"

"What if he wakes up and finds out?" she asked.

"Hmmm" I said disappointedly.

"We can do it on Saturday and Sunday mornings when you are at home and your Bhaia goes out for a walk" she suggested.

"That's great Bhabi but it feels great at night. I wish you come every night."

"Honey I will try to come as much as I can"

"Ok Bhabi"

"So now let me go dear."

I moved away from her and she quickly raced towards the bathroom.

Unfortunately because of heavy workload we were all advised to do overtime and come on weekends. I was disappointed as this was going to undo my plans. We were also told that the situation will continue to remain so for at least three months. So our plans to have unrestricted sex on weekends were spoiled. My Bhabi would come to me only after four or five days.

My Bhaia did not notice anything unusual. My Bhabi was encouraged by this and her frequency of visits increased. She would come every alternate day. Only when she was experiencing her periods she would not come for a week. We were making very passionate love.

One night we were in the middle of our love making when I heard a knock on my door.

"It's Bhaia Bhabi." I said in a terrified voice.

"Rohan open the door your Bhabi is not in the house"

He thought my Bhabi went out some where but he did not suspect that she was with me. I was terrified and did not know how to react.

"Rohan dress up I will handle this" She said in a firm tone.

I was surprised and wondered what she was up to? I quickly pulled on my shorts and lay on the bed inside the covers. I was really terrified. My Bhabi pulled her sari down up to her feet adjusted her hair and got up from the bed. She then slowly walked towards the door. My heart was pounding as she removed the latch. She opened the door halfway, stepped out and quickly pushed the door back.

"What are you doing here?" My Bhaia asked loudly. I could hear him even though the door was closed.

"Let's go to our room I will tell you" My Bhabi said.

After a few seconds I heard the opening and closing of their door. I was curious and also worried. I was worried that my Bhaia would beat my Bhabi. Even though he could not use his right hand his left hand was enough to kill my Bhabi. I stood terrified outside their room listening to them. I was prepared to step in just in case.

"Ok tell me now what were you doing there?" asked my Bhaia.

"Listen now, our Rohan is no longer a kid" said my Bhabi.

"I know that, come to the point."

"You see he is now twenty four and his needs are not the same," said my Bhabi.

"What do you mean?" asked my Bhaia.

"Look I just want to tell you that.."

"Don't confuse me just tell me why you were there?"

A few minutes of silence and then my Bhabi spoke something which I never thought she could speak.

"What do you think two adults would do in the middle of the night in a closed room with lights switched off?"

"You bastard" My Bhaia shouted.

"Don't shout at me." My Bhabi yelled. She had taken an aggressive stand.

"Are you able to satisfy me for the last four years?"

"Did I spare any efforts to stimulate you?"

My Bhaia did not say anything. Probably he was stunned by my Bhabi's questions. She had directly attacked his manhood and humiliated him.

"Do I not have any feelings? Do I not have any desires? Am I too old not to have any sexual desire?" Her voice cracked.

After a few seconds of silence

"I have been serving you like a maid without any complains. I sponged you, cleaned your refuse when you were immobilized. I help you everyday to tie your shoes, put on your clothes." She was sobbing now.

"I do not have any existence. For the last four years I have not even gone out of the house. I have not seen a single movie; I have never been to any restaurant. I am just working as your maid servant." She was now crying loudly.

I felt sorry for my Bhabi. For the first time I realized what she was going through.

"Our Rohan is now twenty four and people are already bringing marriage proposals for him. What do you think when he gets married and moves out?"

"Is your pension enough for us to sustain?"

"By giving up to him I am ensuring he stays with us" She declared.

"Besides he is doing what you are not able to do" she humiliated him again.

"So what you want to do now? Want to kill me? Go ahead kill me and relieve me from my duties as your maid." My Bhabi was very angry. I was surprised how the tide was turned.

"But what you are doing is wrong" My Bhaia finally said something.

"Don't preach me what is wrong and what is right. In our time of distress nobody helped us not even your brothers and sisters." Her anger was spilling out of her voice.

"Our Rohan massaged you for more than one year; he took on all the household responsibilities. He even took up a job when kids of his age were enjoying."

"My heart went out for him everyday. Did you forget how many sacrifices he has made for our family?" She was now emotional.

"I know what I am doing is not moral as per the society in which we live. But I don't care for that society"

"It is pay back time now. I am doing exactly what I should do." She said in a very firm voice.

Nothing happened for a few minutes. I waited there for some more time but I did not hear any conversation between them. I assumed that they had settled in their beds and walked towards my room.

New Beginning

Next day morning I was lying on my bed head down. It was already time to get up. But I did not have courage to face my Bhaia. I wanted to go to office to escape the embarrassment but how could I avoid my Bhaia? He would be in the living room watching morning news. I heard my door open but I still lay as I was. It was my Bhabi.

She came and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Get up honey" she said moving her hand over my back. I felt assured like a baby.

"Today your Bhaia has gone out for his morning walk earlier, may be he wants to avoid you."

Now I wanted to avoid him and he too wanted to avoid me. I got up from the bed and tried to kiss my Bhabi. She gently pushed me back.

"Ummm you need to brush your teeth before you put anything in your mouth"

She was right. I quickly got up and rushed towards the bathroom. I relieved myself, brush my teeth, took a shower and came out in the living room. My Bhabi had already arranged my breakfast and tea on the dining table.

"Wow it smells good Bhabi what have you made for me?" I asked

"It's your usual omelets and bread but with butter may be that's why it smells good"

I walked towards the table where she was standing and put my arms around her. She also put her arms around my neck and rested her breast against me. We kissed passionately.

"Bhabi I heard everything yesterday"

"You little rascal you were spying on us"

"No Bhabi I was standing there just in case Bhaia beat you"

"So did you hear everything?"

"Yeah everything”

She blushed as she poured some tea in my cup. I finished my breakfast and rushed to my office. That day in the office was very disturbing for me. I was not able to concentrate. I was waiting for 6pm. The watch never seemed to go forward. At last those long hours were over and I headed back to my home.

My Bhabi opened the door for me. I went straight into my bedroom as wanted to avoid my Bhaia who was watching TV in the living room. But how long I could avoid it? I had to face him at the dinner table. I kept my head down at the dinner table to avoid eye contact with my Bhaia. My Bhaia was also doing the same thing. I hastily finished my dinner and went in my bedroom. It was too early to sleep so I picked up a book and started reading it.

It was around 11 pm when my Bhabi walked in and closed the door. I was surprised as she would normally come to me after mid night. She walked straight into my arms. I pulled her towards me and kissed her.

"Bhabi you are early today?" I asked her.

"You did not hear what your Bhaia said today"

"What did he say Bhabi?"

"He said he won't mind our relationship and even encouraged me to sleep with you everyday" she said brushing her nose against my chest.

I was delighted on hearing this. Now I understood why he did not say anything to me and why he avoided contact with me. He had probably accepted the reality that he was not going to be cured. It was in his own interest that he let his wife sleep with me instead of somebody else. This would have humiliated as the word would have spread about his condition.

"Oh Bhabi" I said and moved on top of her.

I kissed her gently. She was moving her fingers through my hair. She pulled me close to her and put her arms around my back. I was now resting on her soft body. Her breasts were pressing against my chest. I was feeling their softness. I moved my face over her breasts and started rubbing it against her breasts. She was now moaning with pleasure and excitement. I kissed her breasts over and over again.

"Uhh Rohan that's feeling so good" and she pressed my head against her breasts.

I was not wearing any T-shirt so when she pulled my shorts in a flash I was naked.

"Oh Bhabi" I sighed.

"Let me see how my Rohan looks" she said.

For the first time since our first encounter we were in the bed with lights on. She pushed me away from her so that she could have a look at me. I was ashamed the way she was watching me. She moved her hands over my chest and my shoulders. My dick was fully erect but it was resting against her thighs.

"Rohan I want to see 'it'" she said.

I was ashamed and reluctantly moved away from her.

"Wow" she was stunned to see my fully erect dick.

"It is so red and thick" she said.

My dick is not long enough but I think it is certainly good across (thick).

I again moved on top of her as I was ashamed the way she was watching me.

"Hey Rohan don't be so ashamed. It's ok. It's just you and me."

"Bhabi please"

"It's ok Rohan look at me"

I looked in her eyes. She was looking lovingly towards me.

"Rohan don't be shy. Remove my blouse…….mujhe pura nangi kordo."

"Oh Bhabi mujhe aj sharam aha rahi hai"

" Rohan now you are my man. Mujhe tumare samne aj nangi honi hai"

She then gently pulled me towards her and planted a soft kiss on my lips.

"You know Rohan you have made me a woman again. You make me feel wanted and loved. I would have become mad if this had not happened between us."

"Oh Bhabi I love you. You are so sweet."

"I love you too honey."

"You know Rohan how frustrated I was for all these years?"

"I can understand Bhabi"

"You can't understand it Rohan the agony through which I have gone"

"I know Bhabi"

I was now moving my fingers through her hair and planting a few soft kisses on her lips and on her forehead. She had closed her eyes and was just enjoying being loved.

"It feels soooo good when you love me like this Rohan"

"I love you Bhabi"

"Your Bhaia never loved me like this. He was interested only in the hole between my legs"

"No Bhabi my Bhaia is not that insensitive"

"I am his wife honey and I have slept under him for twenty years"

"Then I am sorry Bhabi you did not have a good time with him"

"Yes only some times when I was wild I needed him otherwise it was he who would just insert his dick and have his way" she said in a low voice.

"But he is not that bad Bhabi" I tried to defend my Bhaia.

"I know honey but he was too clumsy in the bed. He never Bhabide me feel loved. I always used to feel used by him like a sex slave. So disgusting"

"It's ok Bhabi it's all over now. You have me."

"Yes honey" she sighed.

I then pressed myself against her breast and started to kiss them. She began moaning with pleasure. My dick was hard like a steel bar and aching to go inside her.

"Rohan remove my sari"

"Bhabi"

"Your Bhaia already know everything so what's the point in keeping it on"

I slowly removed her sari like a kid unwrap his gift. She was now in her blouse and petticoat. Her breasts were moving up and down with her every breath. She put her hands behind her back and slowly unhooked her blouse. I helped her remove it. This exposed her bra which was desperately trying to hold her huge breasts. I put my hand around her back and started to unhook her bra. My hands were trembling and my body was shaking. After struggling for a while I gave up the attempt to unhook her bra. She giggled and unhooked and removed it in a flash.

"Next time I won't do it for you" she said as she giggled.

I was dumbfounded when I saw her voluptuous breasts. They were much bigger than what I have imagined. Her tits were brown and quite big.

"What are you looking at Rohan? Don't you want to suck me?" She asked lovingly.

"Wow Bhabi you are so gorgeous" I said.

She then pulled me towards her. I buried my face against her exposed breasts and started rubbing it against it. She was moaning with pleasure. I then started sucking her breast. I was moving my tongue over her nipples teasing her. She was arching her back and moaning with pleasure. After some time she pulled my head towards her.

"Rohan love me Rohan" she whispered in my ear.​