Episode 127
“Memsaheb, yah achchhi tarah thook laga kar daalega to aapko koi taqleef nahin hogi. Ek bar koshish to keejiye (Ma’am, if he applies spit before inserting his dick, you won’t have any problem. At least, try once.)” said Prashant. He continued, “Naresh, jyada taaqat mat lagaana (Naresh, don’t use too much force.)”
Thus he decided the issue for Naresh and me. I dismounted from Naresh and, somewhat hesitantly, assumed the ass-fuck position - on my knees and elbows. Naresh looked very pleased as he got up and came behind me. He spread my ass cheeks and spat on my asshole forcefully. These crude men were so different from my gentleman husband! As I looked back, Naresh spat on his palm and applied the spit thoroughly on his cock-head. He placed the lubricated head on my slick asshole. I implored him to be gentle even as I braced myself for the attack on my asshole. He pushed it in, inch by inch. Prashant’s cock had made his job easier. It had also made my asshole more receptive. His entry was less painful than I had anticipated. I felt him sinking into my very core.
When he was fully in, I sighed with relief. The worst was over. I asked him to start fucking. He did. He banged harder and harder. The incessant fucking made me moan with pleasure. My lust peaking and ebbing, rising and falling till I could take no more. I came but he was still hammering away. It was a dream fuck, my ass had opened up for him and every pore in my body was screaming with pleasure. I was crying in utmost pleasure, begging him to cum.
Then he came, his cock just grew and grew, my eyes wide in orgasm, I felt like I was floating in air as he burst inside me. I could feel his throbbing cock spit red hot lava in my intestines. Finally when he pulled out, he was as exhausted as I was.
We slept for a while in the closed garage. When I woke up in the morning, my pussy was sore as was my asshole but it was a sweet soreness. Naresh and Prashant went out, looked for my clothes and fortunately brought them back. I got dressed and started my scooty.
As I was about to leave, Naresh and Prashant folded their hands in goodbye and Prashant spoke to me, “Memsaheb, hum se jo galatiyan hui hain unke liye hum aapse maafi maangte hain. Lekin sochiye ham gareeb aur majdoori karne wale log hain. Aap jaisi haseen aurat ko paas se dekhne ka mauka hamen kabhi kabhi hi milta hai. Aur aisi haseen aurat ko koi nangi dekh le to wo apne dil par kaboo rakh sakta hai kya? Fir bhi jo hua uske liye hum sharminda hain. Aap chaahen to aap pulis me report likha sakti hain. Hum bhaagenge nahin (Ma’am, we apologize to you for the mistakes done by us. But think, we are poor working class men. We rarely get an opportunity to look from up close at a beauty like you. And if someone gets the chance see a beauty like this naked, can he control his heart? Still we are ashamed for what happened. If you want, you can report it to security officer. We will not flee.)”
His words put me in a dilemma. There was a ring of sincerity in his words. I went up to them, kissed both on their cheeks, and left for my home. My mind was in turmoil. I was thinking that if I pass by their garage again, wouldn’t I like to repeat this experience. After all, I had got the best fucking of my life in that garage!
Thus he decided the issue for Naresh and me. I dismounted from Naresh and, somewhat hesitantly, assumed the ass-fuck position - on my knees and elbows. Naresh looked very pleased as he got up and came behind me. He spread my ass cheeks and spat on my asshole forcefully. These crude men were so different from my gentleman husband! As I looked back, Naresh spat on his palm and applied the spit thoroughly on his cock-head. He placed the lubricated head on my slick asshole. I implored him to be gentle even as I braced myself for the attack on my asshole. He pushed it in, inch by inch. Prashant’s cock had made his job easier. It had also made my asshole more receptive. His entry was less painful than I had anticipated. I felt him sinking into my very core.
When he was fully in, I sighed with relief. The worst was over. I asked him to start fucking. He did. He banged harder and harder. The incessant fucking made me moan with pleasure. My lust peaking and ebbing, rising and falling till I could take no more. I came but he was still hammering away. It was a dream fuck, my ass had opened up for him and every pore in my body was screaming with pleasure. I was crying in utmost pleasure, begging him to cum.
Then he came, his cock just grew and grew, my eyes wide in orgasm, I felt like I was floating in air as he burst inside me. I could feel his throbbing cock spit red hot lava in my intestines. Finally when he pulled out, he was as exhausted as I was.
We slept for a while in the closed garage. When I woke up in the morning, my pussy was sore as was my asshole but it was a sweet soreness. Naresh and Prashant went out, looked for my clothes and fortunately brought them back. I got dressed and started my scooty.
As I was about to leave, Naresh and Prashant folded their hands in goodbye and Prashant spoke to me, “Memsaheb, hum se jo galatiyan hui hain unke liye hum aapse maafi maangte hain. Lekin sochiye ham gareeb aur majdoori karne wale log hain. Aap jaisi haseen aurat ko paas se dekhne ka mauka hamen kabhi kabhi hi milta hai. Aur aisi haseen aurat ko koi nangi dekh le to wo apne dil par kaboo rakh sakta hai kya? Fir bhi jo hua uske liye hum sharminda hain. Aap chaahen to aap pulis me report likha sakti hain. Hum bhaagenge nahin (Ma’am, we apologize to you for the mistakes done by us. But think, we are poor working class men. We rarely get an opportunity to look from up close at a beauty like you. And if someone gets the chance see a beauty like this naked, can he control his heart? Still we are ashamed for what happened. If you want, you can report it to security officer. We will not flee.)”
His words put me in a dilemma. There was a ring of sincerity in his words. I went up to them, kissed both on their cheeks, and left for my home. My mind was in turmoil. I was thinking that if I pass by their garage again, wouldn’t I like to repeat this experience. After all, I had got the best fucking of my life in that garage!
Gang Bang In The Bus
I’m 23 years old 34b breast sized girl,I was so horny on this day and even during the break time I went to the rest room took my boobs out played with my nipple and came back out.
After lectures I couldn’t control myself. I took my big boobs outside lowering my bra, and I came out of uni with free boobs inside my blouse.
Normally I travel home by two busses, when I got in to the first bus my nipples were erected but the bus was not that crowded, I was bit upset so I was touching my nipples while travelling to thrill the conductor. He came near me to give the ticket and he brushed over my nipples while giving balance. I was at the last seat and when the last women got down from the bus he came near to me sat next to me and started speaking with me.
Miss are you going home? I said yes and I looked outside from the window. He placed his hand with a cloth on my right boob and brushed it with it. It was bit painful,, he pinched my nipples and also fingered me thoroughly till the end of my trip and finally I shouted at him saying stop. Lol.
Then got to the next bus,when getting there my nipples were like rock hard and erected well. But seemed like none noticed it,,I went in to the middle and I kept my bag to the front, I felt something strange and someone started touching my big nipples.
His hand came from both the sides under my arms.He was pinching them and after like 10 mins the conductor walked between me and the guy in front of me,,one button of my blouse got opened and I was so vulnerable because I was holding the pole with both the hands. Now my right nipple is literally out and the guy who were next to me see my nipples and also the man behind me touching my nipples.
The guy next to me seemed so nice and he paved his hand closer to the open giving me the sense that he was to close and he closed the button but he stood in front of me and took both the nipples out from the holes between buttons and started massaging them off. I loved him doing it and these two men are fucking me over my cloth.While him doing that the man who was touching me before sent his hands inside my panty and placed paper balls in it.And rubbed inside.
I got stuck between these two men for 40 mins. Then when people getting down, they stopped it for a while and he made me stay after people left, it was around 8.15 pm. I felt so bad when I got to know the first man who touched my boobs and fucked me from the back over my clothes is an old man.
Conductor also joined this move and he pulled me between two windows and closed them pressuring my boobs hard, and the old man slapped my boobs hard from outside. The second guy fucked my pussy from behind, I was a virgin till then and not anymore, these men took my virginity. I cried with the pain.
They turned me to the front and old man took my boobs, seemed like he is a boobstar,he didn’t hv one front tooth and he is a bold head.He licked around my areola and then the center. He placed my nipples between the tooth hold and played with it nicely, while the conductor anal fucking and the other guy fingering my bleeding pussy. When the conductor took himself away this old man fucked my pussy so hard. And the conductor stood on the seat and entered his dick in my mouth.
The driver was away watching us and masturbating himself on the gear box. Then these three men took me to the driver and made me sit on his dick. His dick was in my ass hole. Aaaghhh . And the conductor entered his dick in my pussy they did it in nice rhythm and the old man was touching my clit while the other man applying vicks balm on my nipples. He seemed to use it as a lubricant but it was so hurtful. He took pulled them so hard while 2 men fucking me hard.
When I started crying with the pain they laid me on the floor and sent their cocks to the throat of me. Throughout the whole scenario the old man stuck my nipples more often and I loved it. I’m sad losing my virginity but the whole story was nice at the end when I think of it. My nipples and the areolas are so big, wish I’d do it again.
Finally they dressed me with the conductors shirt with my bra lowered as it was with my boobs out. Conductor settled his dick in my ass hole and the driver placed his dick in my pussy in 90 degree position to me and the old man slept sucking my boobs to the 69 position making me suck his dick in the night.
We slept at driver’s lodge and two other men woke me up fucking my pussy and sucking my boobs. I was tired of those two men doing it in the same position. This lodge that I was in is a men’s thing, I used to walk around with the box pant of the conductor and with the bra with two holes made by the conductor to give feed them at anytime.
And I got fucked for two nights by the security guard, other drivers, and conductors. The second night they had bought another girl to massage me with hot water and also she sucked my boobs, and pussy to relax me from the pain and they sent me home.
They took my contacts. And sent me pictures that they have taken in the morning wake up sex.
After lectures I couldn’t control myself. I took my big boobs outside lowering my bra, and I came out of uni with free boobs inside my blouse.
Normally I travel home by two busses, when I got in to the first bus my nipples were erected but the bus was not that crowded, I was bit upset so I was touching my nipples while travelling to thrill the conductor. He came near me to give the ticket and he brushed over my nipples while giving balance. I was at the last seat and when the last women got down from the bus he came near to me sat next to me and started speaking with me.
Miss are you going home? I said yes and I looked outside from the window. He placed his hand with a cloth on my right boob and brushed it with it. It was bit painful,, he pinched my nipples and also fingered me thoroughly till the end of my trip and finally I shouted at him saying stop. Lol.
Then got to the next bus,when getting there my nipples were like rock hard and erected well. But seemed like none noticed it,,I went in to the middle and I kept my bag to the front, I felt something strange and someone started touching my big nipples.
His hand came from both the sides under my arms.He was pinching them and after like 10 mins the conductor walked between me and the guy in front of me,,one button of my blouse got opened and I was so vulnerable because I was holding the pole with both the hands. Now my right nipple is literally out and the guy who were next to me see my nipples and also the man behind me touching my nipples.
The guy next to me seemed so nice and he paved his hand closer to the open giving me the sense that he was to close and he closed the button but he stood in front of me and took both the nipples out from the holes between buttons and started massaging them off. I loved him doing it and these two men are fucking me over my cloth.While him doing that the man who was touching me before sent his hands inside my panty and placed paper balls in it.And rubbed inside.
I got stuck between these two men for 40 mins. Then when people getting down, they stopped it for a while and he made me stay after people left, it was around 8.15 pm. I felt so bad when I got to know the first man who touched my boobs and fucked me from the back over my clothes is an old man.
Conductor also joined this move and he pulled me between two windows and closed them pressuring my boobs hard, and the old man slapped my boobs hard from outside. The second guy fucked my pussy from behind, I was a virgin till then and not anymore, these men took my virginity. I cried with the pain.
They turned me to the front and old man took my boobs, seemed like he is a boobstar,he didn’t hv one front tooth and he is a bold head.He licked around my areola and then the center. He placed my nipples between the tooth hold and played with it nicely, while the conductor anal fucking and the other guy fingering my bleeding pussy. When the conductor took himself away this old man fucked my pussy so hard. And the conductor stood on the seat and entered his dick in my mouth.
The driver was away watching us and masturbating himself on the gear box. Then these three men took me to the driver and made me sit on his dick. His dick was in my ass hole. Aaaghhh . And the conductor entered his dick in my pussy they did it in nice rhythm and the old man was touching my clit while the other man applying vicks balm on my nipples. He seemed to use it as a lubricant but it was so hurtful. He took pulled them so hard while 2 men fucking me hard.
When I started crying with the pain they laid me on the floor and sent their cocks to the throat of me. Throughout the whole scenario the old man stuck my nipples more often and I loved it. I’m sad losing my virginity but the whole story was nice at the end when I think of it. My nipples and the areolas are so big, wish I’d do it again.
Finally they dressed me with the conductors shirt with my bra lowered as it was with my boobs out. Conductor settled his dick in my ass hole and the driver placed his dick in my pussy in 90 degree position to me and the old man slept sucking my boobs to the 69 position making me suck his dick in the night.
We slept at driver’s lodge and two other men woke me up fucking my pussy and sucking my boobs. I was tired of those two men doing it in the same position. This lodge that I was in is a men’s thing, I used to walk around with the box pant of the conductor and with the bra with two holes made by the conductor to give feed them at anytime.
And I got fucked for two nights by the security guard, other drivers, and conductors. The second night they had bought another girl to massage me with hot water and also she sucked my boobs, and pussy to relax me from the pain and they sent me home.
They took my contacts. And sent me pictures that they have taken in the morning wake up sex.
Baby Fair
I am not sure if I was waking up to the chirps of the birds or to the far horn honks of the city. I lazily folded one leg and wished to get up. I love to hang out unclad and especially to sleep. Last night i removed everything except a short underwear. I looked up the ceiling and enjoying the coolness of the morning, I yawned and pushed slowly up from the bed. The door cracked open and my husband Ajit walked in with a chocolate cake in heart shape with a sparking candle.
Ohhh… so thoughtful of Ajit it’s our 4th Anniversary….
“Hi Sona darling… happy anniversary!”
“Thank you sweetie … same to you,”
I sat up… cognizance of my state gives me a confidence and I know Ajit loves me this way..
Wow, you are like the Aphrodite my love goddess!, said Ajit and he hugged my unclad body with his left hand balancing the cake on his right.
“Blow it babe…”
I blew the air and off went the candle, and i kissed Ajit in his cheeks and asked him with a wink “you meant blowing the candle only, didn’t you?” My hands freely roamed over his boxer shorts pressing down and pulling the softer pecker through the shorts.
He gave me a plastic knife to cut the cake… I cut it and picked up a small piece and fed his lips. he picked up another piece and fed me, then with the rest of cream in his hand, he rubbed it on my left breast… i whined…
“Don’t make me dirty…”
He smirked with naughtiness and bend down to lick the cream off my breast and picked up the nipple in his lips.
He slowly put the cake on the tea poy nearby and clasped the free hand on my hips holding me tight he kept licking up like with upward strokes.
It feels like yesterday… do you remember our first night?
Hmmmm... was all I could say
i was too dumbstruck in pleasure to answer him. With him being so loving I have almost lost all inhibitions and felt like heaven.
The phone rang and i came to my senses, it is our anniversary day and i have planned out many things to cook and make him special. Calls would pour in from family and friends.
i gently combed his hair with my fingers, “That’s enough babe, last night only you thoroughly used me up give me some rest - you know there’s always another night! - Someone’s calling in my mobile”
He was in no mood to listen, however i picked up the mobile that was on my reach.
“Hello…”
It was his mom,
Good morning Aunty…
Good morning Sona beti, Happy Anniversary!
Thank you Sasuma.
Where is Ajit? Is he still sleeping?
I couldn’t tell her what he was doing, I took the phone off my ears and hushed to him … Aunty is on call…
He lifted his head from my breast, and picked up the phone and with new energy he said
“Hi mom…”
I really liked every one in Ajit’s family; especially his mom. She treats me like her daughter and never like a daughter in law in the Saas Bahu serials in TV. Ajit was her only son and most mothers struggle giving away their sons to their daughter in laws, all the more if he is the only son at home. We have had great times together whenever there are festivals or we were visiting them in their small little town. She wouldn’t let me do any work and she makes the best food around and I sometimes envy her talent in cooking.
While I was lost in thoughts about her, I saw Ajit making frantic efforts to cut something and he was frowning.
“ Of course mom, we are trying seriously”
“ I know, I’ll take her. But not now”
“ May be next week, mom, I am not a kid, I know what I should do”
Ajit’s voice was getting hoarse - I think he is trying to defend me from his mom.
“ Yea, please let me handle it, now take care of dad, i’ll call you later, bye”
He cut the call quickly and seemed to be worried.
I reached out to his face, and rubbed his cheeks “Why are you upset babe?, Is it about the baby?”
“Yea, she wants us to go to doctor. What the heck? I haven’t been trying hard I suppose” he winked looking at me.
“Leave me alone, my body is tender” I sighed, but I knew it was awkward to make excuses about not having a baby after four years of marriage. I felt hurt about why she was bringing it up on our happy moment. But then, she has never complained to me about it, may be she is concerned about us not being serious about having a child.
Again my phone rang… I picked up the call, it was my mom. She wished me and Ajit for anniversary, and I knew where she would come next to. Getting pregnant. having a baby. I have to again assure her that we are not postponing the pregnancy by choice.
I can’t believe how families are getting obsessive about having children. Well, that’s what families are for. Isn’t it? I was encouraging myself and looked at Ajit. He seemed to be in lost in thoughts. His face was downcast.
“Are you hurt about everyone asking about child?”
“No babe, I am worried that you might be hurt, I know how much you love kids”
“Well, It should happen when the right time comes” I looked down at my belly. Ajit gently rubbed my curvy tummy and put his finger in my navel. And he bent down to kiss the belly button. His hair was tickling. I couldn’t bear the tease it was, I pulled his face up to kiss him. I knew somehow the joyous mood has somewhat turned emotional for both of us.
I put up a bold front and encouragingly stroke his hair. “Cheer up and get ready to knock me up tonight… what say?”
“How about we take a little training for it now?” enquired Ajit - Although I felt like he is not in naughty mood anymore, rather sounded anxious and he felt like it is his duty to make me pregnant that very moment.
I pushed his hairy chest away and resisted his forceful hug. “Not now, reserve it for tonight”
I gently squeezed his semi-erect member and I know, when he is anxious, it is difficult for him to perform well.
He has to go to office and even I have urgent things to attend to at office. We both work in different organisations and climbing up the corporate ladder faster couldn’t risk growth. Anniversary is special so, we have planned to go in the afternoon to a resort to catch up our own sweet evening. It is actually Ajit’s plan to go out. He told me it is farm bungalow in the secluded beach with a swimming pool. Pool just reminded me about waxing myself and visiting parlour before Ajit could call me soon after lunch. Well, though I love to go skinny dipping as it is only Ajit around, he likes me parade around in bikini. Little hidden assets are more amorous says Ajit. I made a mental note to pack a sexiest bikini’s for the evening swim.
I love hanging out unclad as much as possible within my safe havens and well planned boundaries. I haven’t been a careless exibhisionist, but I evaluate my surroundings and pre-plan my escapades. I can recall my love for bare skin from my childhood. Being the only daughter at home with all the attention and expectations of being a good child, I needed the thrill of being bad. Unclad, I felt, I am in charge of my own freedom. But at the same time I hated the shame of getting caught and branded or the shame it could bring on my family. I loved being the bad me when I am alone or at situations where my dignity is not at stake.
The marriage with Ajit was arranged and he was 5 years older than I do. But somehow, he caught me at the right point. I feel like I am madly madly in love with him. We are best friends, we talk everything openly. He made me describe my desire for nudity. I confided all the moments I had enjoyed with my kink of being nude and occasional exhibism and those who had seen me nude. He didn’t seem to critique me or look down, instead he understood and have given room and freedom to chose what I like and he lets me be who I am. Although I was nudist and enjoyed exhibisonism my virginity was in tact for my wedding night. I should say I saved it up from the few encounters with boys while at college or at my native village. One such moment was in our native village which I would count as childish play, just before me attaining puberty,
I was playing one of those marriage games with my younger cousin Vineet, and I call him “Jamai Vineet” since then. We were supposedly getting married in this game. Soon after the kids who were getting us married, sent us to a private room in my granny’s farm house. Like a new bride in movies, I walked in and Vineet was shorter than me tried hugging. Then he said he knew what we should do. I asked him what, he told me to undress, and I did that happily. He undressed too. It was fun to watch his young body stiff and it brought some kind of hazy moments. But neither of us knew what to do with our fresh naked bodies. He hugged me for a while. He was short and stood up only to my budding breasts. His face felt nice on my breast and still I was afraid i may get pregnant. Because most woman in movies undress in front of men and they become pregnant. Soon after the game, I started to cry for fear and only when an older kid explained I am in no danger, I was relieved. But technically anything before puberty cannot be considered for the definition of virginity.
Ajit wasn’t a virgin when we got married, he has confided in me about his escapades with his ex. That was long before we were engaged, and I did not mind him having an ex. At least he is honest about it. She broke with him soon after the accident he met with when he was in his final year college over something silly. Ajit says she is married and gone. So, I’ve got nothing to feel jealous of her.
I prepared the shower and called out to him "Babe, I’m gonna take bath" Normally that should have been enough invitation for him to come hopping to the bathroom. Today, he wasn't moving. He seems to be engrossed in thoughts.
So I went over to him and sat by his side on the bed. Put my hands on his back, and gently rubbed my bare breasts on his shoulder. He turned and smiled. “Wanna come to shower?” I asked him looking into his eyes. “Sure” he got up, and I tugged his shorts down, exposing his soft member. Before he could react, I caught “it” and gave a gentle tug. “come on…” I pulled him with his pecker to the bath. He kicked off his shorts and walked with me still letting me hold his still growing member.
Once inside the bath, I pushed him to the wall, and knelt down.
“Here is something I loved to blow” i smirked.
I saw a broad smile on his face, and it soon became a look of expectation and anxiety when rolled the foreskin and start paying attention to his beautiful cock. My tongue slightly licking the head, and slowly I took him into my lips. I am not good at giving deep throats but I guess I can work my magic just at the tip. Right combination of my lips, teeth and tongue would soon send him to raging erection that he wants to shoot his seed into my mouth. I am still learning, because, blow jobs are reserved for very special occasions and today is certainly one of them.
I loved to hold his butts while giving him the head. I have a special attraction for it. Even when he is in his full suit, I loved the way it looked firm and sexy. The only thing that looked much younger in his body was his booty. I can sense him approach an orgasm and his hands were on my hair and he was calling out… “Oooh babe….”
I wanted to say, “Come babe…” but I only miffed “mmmm be” his semen was hitting the back of my throat, i loved the pulse i felt on my lips.
He pulled me up, and kissed my lips with still his cum in my mouth. I gave it to him freely. I don’t know how it feels when he tastes himself in that kiss, but it looked like he loved it. I opened the shower and picked up the soap. We soaped up each other and I was hoping all his emotions changed with it.
Quickly, as I came out of the shower, went to kitchen and started to work on breakfast. He loves palak with Aloo. I cooked his favorite combination and fresh juice. When I served it on the table with only my towel wrapped around the hair and in all my nudity, he came out with his pant and T shirt on.
Ajit likes me nude, and my nudist displays. But he isn’t showing interest in getting unclad except for sex. It’s my secret mission to make him join my triumphs.
After serving on the table, he sat on the chair and he pulled me up to his lap for a nice kiss. I looked into his eyes, and I felt his deep love for me. I kissed him back and pushed the hands that were involved in trespass in my body. I went on to sit on the other side of the table. We were talking about the day’s schedule. And he would pick me up at 4 pm from office. Soon we moved on to dress up and he wore the business suit I presented him and I wore the less revealing office formals with a mild make up on. I use only lip gloss and that is more than enough to get everyone’s attention to my lips. And it keeps me from feeling dry.
We hopped into his car and he dropped me at office and waived off to his office.
Work caught me up and I felt like it is time for a coffee. Dialed Smiriti and asked her to join in. Smiriti was my first friend and I confide all our office secrets and we chew on the gossips. Though we don’t discuss much on the personal front, she still knows awfully a lot about Ajit and me. She greeted with a glee.
“Happy anniversary Sona, where is the party tonight?”
“Thank you Smiriti, He’s taking me to a beach house with pool”
“Wow… that would be nice… making out in the water… cool, have fun”
“Yup, fun would be never short, I am gonna have him unclad in the open pool”
“Hmmm… suits you, you’ve got a fetish for this nude stuff, aren’t you?”
“Well, that’s not a fetish, that is kind of - so to say a life style”
“But, it is difficult to practice here”
“You know it takes a big boldness to accept as you are, that is the first step into a naturists lifestyle”
“Not everyone are as bold as you are…”
Her comment has some amount of jealous and of competition and some amount of truth to it. Because she knows how liberally I dress up whenever we have our informal outings. For the last new year party, I was in negligee sans bra. It caught up every male attention and every woman’s jealous. Thankfully Ajit was next to me and didn’t allow anyone to approach or pick me up on my dress.
I laughed, and as we sipped our coffee, thought about her feelings about why she couldn’t be as bold, as she is worried about her reputation, what the society would think and all that. They always tarnished those with the liberal mind with character assassination. Gossips abound when they can’t compete. Well somehow, I don’t really care about what others think of me. Or may be I do care about what they think. I mean I want people to have a positive vibe about me and I don’t wish to give a damn about what they would think ill of me.
While I am lost in thought, Smiriti asked about what gift I got. Well, the dress was obvious gift, the cake was fine. But just now I noticed, Ajit hadn’t given me anything special. Well, I didn’t either buy him anything other than his suit. The “bj” was something special but I can’t spell that out to Smiriti. but just winked at her with a smile.
“Oh, it is kind of romantic stuff is it?”
“You know this dress his gift, besides that we are going to a this place in the evening is another special thing. You can’t expect a diamond ring every now and then, can you?”
“Of course not, but I still wonder how you have him in your charm as in the day you got married”
“It is easy… I just love him the way he wants me to” I laughed and gave her the hint of what makes a man happy.
Then our discussion turned on to the new things in market, what Sheila has bought recently and all the regular office kind of conversation.
I just remembered about waxing and the parlour. I was about to get up the phone rang. It was my aunt, that is “Jamai” Vineet’s mom. She greeted me for the anniversary and informed that they would be in city day after tomorrow. Vineet joined his college on the outskirts of our city and stays in a hostel. He has visited once or twice. He has grown from being the naked kid who played with me to a decent young man. I saw him sporting a thin mustache in his baby face. He has turned 18 last year and I remember wishing him a sweet girl friend. I could feel his embarrassment when I mentioned girlfriend. I love to pull his legs and we always have fun teasing each other. I am glad to know they are visiting and also glader that they are only visiting day after tomorrow as I have planned for my anniversary night.
I’ve gone through the day, done all that was planned. I called up Ajit and told him about my aunt’s families plan to visit us. I told him to hurry up as I can’t wait to meet him.
At four Ajit picked me up from office and we are on our way to the resort. We were chit chatting in the car and he recalled my first nude experiment with our car. I was topless on a long road trip next to him with only a handkerchief to hide when emergencies happen. It was a thrill for me and also for Ajit, because he is driving his own wife half naked around and letting guys who zoom fast him get a glimpse of his lovely new wife’s ample bosom. I wore a white beaded necklace which for anyone who sees from afar would look like a neckline in a body colored blouse. But when they are drawn closer, they may get their eye full of my tits. But our car was fast and I wondered whether any of them really got an idea that they are crossing a half naked woman in the approaching car. The only problem in that ride was, I don’t get to see their expression after what they have seen. Ajit was laughing and making fun of how the truck and cab drivers must have looked after they realised what they saw. Once out of the city bounds, he asked me to take of my top and enjoy the fresh air through the open window.
Well, he knows this adds my my adrenaline rush and he would surely reap the benefits of getting me horny. This time is different because, we are on a broad day light trip. And anyone sees me from far might be able to guess my nudity. I opened my hair and let it flow in the front, and as the wind didn’t let my hair do any cover over my boobs. When the open hair flying about my bare chest, it naturally hardened my nipple. He throw a glance and grinned ear to ear.
“What’s funny?”
“Your nipples need some attention and your hair can’t hide them away, babe”
“But you watch the road, this is not for your eyes now”
I can’t resist touching it, he slowed down the car and took his left hand and caressed the right breast. I didn’t stop him but just warned him.
“Careful, you are driving, just do that you have all the time to play tonight”
“Yea, I love to press the “pom pom” while driving”
“Take your hand off, and you’ll see something more”
I turned around and sat facing him, lifted my leg and kept it on the hand brake. While lifting the leg, my thigh high dress rode up a little and my waxed shining thighs revealed just enough to show him my bald pussy.
He almost stopped the car. and brought his hands to rub my thighs or reach out to my freshly waxed pussy.
“See, you’ve almost stopped the car, its all yours when you reach there safe, now just drive”
“Let me touch just once” he put his fingers on it and felt its smoothness.
“Enough” I pushed his hand off and took my jacket to cover as he announced that our destination is close.
“This naturist stuff is my fantasy, and what is yours?”
“- - - “ He looked blank and he was trying to mumble.
“Come on, tell me”
“Mine … is to let you have fun”
“I have had fun even before meeting you, what was it before you met me”
“I didn’t have any, after marrying you I have developed few”
“Few, sounds like you have more than one”
“Well, yea, the voyeuristic pleasure of watching your nudism is one”
“What are the others?”
“I’ll tell you when the right time comes”
From the look on his face I knew he had something that he is not yet ready to open up
“Come on, spill it up”
“Yea, I’ll tell you very soon”
He pulled his car into a big farm bungalow with a big grin
“Stay here, let me check” he walked inside and a young man came out to greet him. He handed him gave him the key and walked over to a bike. While leaving he was looking at me, I was wondering what he must be thinking about me. I sat tight and let him pass. Soon he was gone and Ajit walked over and closed the big gate behind the car.
He walked back and said “Babe, you are free to check in, no one in this building except just the two of us, and you are at your liberty to walk in as bare as on the day you were born” He bent and kissed me through the car window.
This was a surprise to me. A whole big farm house to hang out nude. I lazily pulled out the cloths and just with my heels and a handbag I stepped out of the car.
Ajit opened the door for me. Like a queen he took my hand and kissed. He walked me in to the door and the house was all furnished and dimly lit. We walked in and he made me sit at the sofa.
I sat down and stretched my legs. It was fun. I pulled him closer and made him stand between my legs.
“It’s your turn to match with kind of dress”
I started to undress him, starting from his trousers.
“Wait let me go get all the stuff from the car, then I’ll join you”
“No, let’s get unclad and we’ll do that together” I laughed at his discomfort.
He gave in and got nude. He was semi-erect from being naked in a strange place and out of the thrill that he is gonna be going out in open to get the stuff out of the car.
I got up and gave him a hug. I bent down to kiss his semi-erect member. Then we both walked out and picked up the couple of bags that were in the car.
The air on the evening was still hot as the sun is yet brightly shining. I could sense Ajit was slightly sweating. I am sure it wasn’t the heaviness of the bags, but his first nude adventure out.
“Honey, you are sweating”
“Yea, I forgot to tell you the swimming pool is at the back yard, let’s go and cool off”
He hurriedly put the bags in the bedroom and pulled me over to the pool. I was enjoying his first attempt to be a nudist with me. But I gave him the space, I wanted him to relax.
As soon as we reached the pool, he jumped into the water and soon waived me to join. I took my time to pose for him. I went and stood near the pool handles and put a leg around and rubbed my bald pussy on the warm bar. I could see that he was slowly jerking his now full erect cock.
“I see that my pose is working!” I smiled.
“You are a tease”
He came to catch me and I jumped into water and moved to the other side and it was difficult for him to come faster to catch me.
We splashed around in water and finally he reached me and he hugged me from behind. I could sense his full hard on press at my back. I felt his warm breath on my neck. it was a strong contrast of the cold water against his warm body. I closed my eyes to savour the moment. I opened my eyes, With a naughty smile I turned around and pulled him even closer and my ample boobs pressing on his hairy chest. I let my hand run down and hold his erect member.
“Now hunk, tell me your fantasies”
“You really don’t want to know about it”
I gripped him even tighter, “If you spell it out, there are going to be nice rewards, if not…”
i let go of him and pushed away from his chest,
“I’ll consider that as you not trusting me enough, and you may sleep alone”
“That’s too much of a punishment on an anniversary day”
“Then, make your choice”
“well, you really wanna know, ok, my deepest and strongest fantasy is to see you make it out with someone younger than you”
“What?”
It took a while to sink what he was saying.
“Yes I do” said Ajit, and turned away unable to look at my eyes.
“You mean, you want me to sleep with someone else?”
I knew I am loosing my mind the thoughts were going with a whirlwind speed, “How can he think of me like a someone who can sleep with anyone? Didn’t he realize how much I love him?”
“No babe, don’t be so hard on me. That’s why I was so hesitant to tell you that, It was just a thought, may be you could get pregnant, I was thinking it would be best for you” he put on his vulnerable face and his it turned red and seemed very apologetic.
I have to hold down my emotions. Suddenly I felt betrayed. I felt meaningless and blank. I felt like crying. “Why Ajit, why? When you are there, why would I ever think of such a thing?, Don’t you know I love you so much? What’s wrong with you, are you thinking I am a slut just because I am a nudist” My complexities of emotions taking me over.
Ajit came closer and tried to hug me again, I tried to push him away. But not sure if my emotions are right. I knew I am feeling hurt, even more hurt because he wanted me to become pregnant with someone else.
I quickly turned around, and try to wade through the water.
“Babe, come on, it is you who insisted me to tell you, it is not fair that you are getting emotional about it.”
I avoided Ajit’s hands that were trying to hold me, and quickly got out of the pool, ran and picked up the towel and wrapped it around me. Ran to the bathroom and and closed the door. I had to control my emotions, I have to think rational.
I needed a few minutes to organize my thoughts. “Is Ajit feeling that he is not a man enough to impregnate me? Did I make him feel so low? Or is the thinking like this because of the pressure just like I do?” It just dawned to me that, may be he is too stressed about me becoming pregnant. four years of sex couldn’t get me even closer to the pregnancy. My gynecologist clearly said nothing seems to be wrong with me. I mentioned that to Ajit in a casual chat after the check up, did he catch that idea to think he is not capable?
With a new found clear thought, I walked up to Ajit, he was drying himself turning to the other side. I went behind him. Hugged him from behind, and punched on his back, “why did you say such things to me, you know that I only love you”
“I love you too”
“You are such a bad boy”
“I am glad you are back. Let’s not talk about it, ok”
I reach up and took hold of his flaccid cock and along with it his testicles. And pressed it, I felt something different on his testicles. I rubbed his lower part of the testicles with my hands. There was a strange scar underneath his testicles.
I realized, this is the first time ever I see him totally nude in broad daylight while his balls looked fine and the underside of his testicles seemed rough.
“Why is this place rough, I looks like a scar out of an operation?”
“Well you promise me, you won’t freak out again”
“Ok, I promise”
“Let’s get inside and we’ll talk”
“You are a bad boy, you always keep me waiting”
We walked into the house, he was holding my hips and I was holding his butts. It seemed to be the romantic walk just as it was on our honeymoon trip. Just the difference is now we are unclad and closer.
Ohhh… so thoughtful of Ajit it’s our 4th Anniversary….
“Hi Sona darling… happy anniversary!”
“Thank you sweetie … same to you,”
I sat up… cognizance of my state gives me a confidence and I know Ajit loves me this way..
Wow, you are like the Aphrodite my love goddess!, said Ajit and he hugged my unclad body with his left hand balancing the cake on his right.
“Blow it babe…”
I blew the air and off went the candle, and i kissed Ajit in his cheeks and asked him with a wink “you meant blowing the candle only, didn’t you?” My hands freely roamed over his boxer shorts pressing down and pulling the softer pecker through the shorts.
He gave me a plastic knife to cut the cake… I cut it and picked up a small piece and fed his lips. he picked up another piece and fed me, then with the rest of cream in his hand, he rubbed it on my left breast… i whined…
“Don’t make me dirty…”
He smirked with naughtiness and bend down to lick the cream off my breast and picked up the nipple in his lips.
He slowly put the cake on the tea poy nearby and clasped the free hand on my hips holding me tight he kept licking up like with upward strokes.
It feels like yesterday… do you remember our first night?
Hmmmm... was all I could say
i was too dumbstruck in pleasure to answer him. With him being so loving I have almost lost all inhibitions and felt like heaven.
The phone rang and i came to my senses, it is our anniversary day and i have planned out many things to cook and make him special. Calls would pour in from family and friends.
i gently combed his hair with my fingers, “That’s enough babe, last night only you thoroughly used me up give me some rest - you know there’s always another night! - Someone’s calling in my mobile”
He was in no mood to listen, however i picked up the mobile that was on my reach.
“Hello…”
It was his mom,
Good morning Aunty…
Good morning Sona beti, Happy Anniversary!
Thank you Sasuma.
Where is Ajit? Is he still sleeping?
I couldn’t tell her what he was doing, I took the phone off my ears and hushed to him … Aunty is on call…
He lifted his head from my breast, and picked up the phone and with new energy he said
“Hi mom…”
I really liked every one in Ajit’s family; especially his mom. She treats me like her daughter and never like a daughter in law in the Saas Bahu serials in TV. Ajit was her only son and most mothers struggle giving away their sons to their daughter in laws, all the more if he is the only son at home. We have had great times together whenever there are festivals or we were visiting them in their small little town. She wouldn’t let me do any work and she makes the best food around and I sometimes envy her talent in cooking.
While I was lost in thoughts about her, I saw Ajit making frantic efforts to cut something and he was frowning.
“ Of course mom, we are trying seriously”
“ I know, I’ll take her. But not now”
“ May be next week, mom, I am not a kid, I know what I should do”
Ajit’s voice was getting hoarse - I think he is trying to defend me from his mom.
“ Yea, please let me handle it, now take care of dad, i’ll call you later, bye”
He cut the call quickly and seemed to be worried.
I reached out to his face, and rubbed his cheeks “Why are you upset babe?, Is it about the baby?”
“Yea, she wants us to go to doctor. What the heck? I haven’t been trying hard I suppose” he winked looking at me.
“Leave me alone, my body is tender” I sighed, but I knew it was awkward to make excuses about not having a baby after four years of marriage. I felt hurt about why she was bringing it up on our happy moment. But then, she has never complained to me about it, may be she is concerned about us not being serious about having a child.
Again my phone rang… I picked up the call, it was my mom. She wished me and Ajit for anniversary, and I knew where she would come next to. Getting pregnant. having a baby. I have to again assure her that we are not postponing the pregnancy by choice.
I can’t believe how families are getting obsessive about having children. Well, that’s what families are for. Isn’t it? I was encouraging myself and looked at Ajit. He seemed to be in lost in thoughts. His face was downcast.
“Are you hurt about everyone asking about child?”
“No babe, I am worried that you might be hurt, I know how much you love kids”
“Well, It should happen when the right time comes” I looked down at my belly. Ajit gently rubbed my curvy tummy and put his finger in my navel. And he bent down to kiss the belly button. His hair was tickling. I couldn’t bear the tease it was, I pulled his face up to kiss him. I knew somehow the joyous mood has somewhat turned emotional for both of us.
I put up a bold front and encouragingly stroke his hair. “Cheer up and get ready to knock me up tonight… what say?”
“How about we take a little training for it now?” enquired Ajit - Although I felt like he is not in naughty mood anymore, rather sounded anxious and he felt like it is his duty to make me pregnant that very moment.
I pushed his hairy chest away and resisted his forceful hug. “Not now, reserve it for tonight”
I gently squeezed his semi-erect member and I know, when he is anxious, it is difficult for him to perform well.
He has to go to office and even I have urgent things to attend to at office. We both work in different organisations and climbing up the corporate ladder faster couldn’t risk growth. Anniversary is special so, we have planned to go in the afternoon to a resort to catch up our own sweet evening. It is actually Ajit’s plan to go out. He told me it is farm bungalow in the secluded beach with a swimming pool. Pool just reminded me about waxing myself and visiting parlour before Ajit could call me soon after lunch. Well, though I love to go skinny dipping as it is only Ajit around, he likes me parade around in bikini. Little hidden assets are more amorous says Ajit. I made a mental note to pack a sexiest bikini’s for the evening swim.
I love hanging out unclad as much as possible within my safe havens and well planned boundaries. I haven’t been a careless exibhisionist, but I evaluate my surroundings and pre-plan my escapades. I can recall my love for bare skin from my childhood. Being the only daughter at home with all the attention and expectations of being a good child, I needed the thrill of being bad. Unclad, I felt, I am in charge of my own freedom. But at the same time I hated the shame of getting caught and branded or the shame it could bring on my family. I loved being the bad me when I am alone or at situations where my dignity is not at stake.
The marriage with Ajit was arranged and he was 5 years older than I do. But somehow, he caught me at the right point. I feel like I am madly madly in love with him. We are best friends, we talk everything openly. He made me describe my desire for nudity. I confided all the moments I had enjoyed with my kink of being nude and occasional exhibism and those who had seen me nude. He didn’t seem to critique me or look down, instead he understood and have given room and freedom to chose what I like and he lets me be who I am. Although I was nudist and enjoyed exhibisonism my virginity was in tact for my wedding night. I should say I saved it up from the few encounters with boys while at college or at my native village. One such moment was in our native village which I would count as childish play, just before me attaining puberty,
I was playing one of those marriage games with my younger cousin Vineet, and I call him “Jamai Vineet” since then. We were supposedly getting married in this game. Soon after the kids who were getting us married, sent us to a private room in my granny’s farm house. Like a new bride in movies, I walked in and Vineet was shorter than me tried hugging. Then he said he knew what we should do. I asked him what, he told me to undress, and I did that happily. He undressed too. It was fun to watch his young body stiff and it brought some kind of hazy moments. But neither of us knew what to do with our fresh naked bodies. He hugged me for a while. He was short and stood up only to my budding breasts. His face felt nice on my breast and still I was afraid i may get pregnant. Because most woman in movies undress in front of men and they become pregnant. Soon after the game, I started to cry for fear and only when an older kid explained I am in no danger, I was relieved. But technically anything before puberty cannot be considered for the definition of virginity.
Ajit wasn’t a virgin when we got married, he has confided in me about his escapades with his ex. That was long before we were engaged, and I did not mind him having an ex. At least he is honest about it. She broke with him soon after the accident he met with when he was in his final year college over something silly. Ajit says she is married and gone. So, I’ve got nothing to feel jealous of her.
I prepared the shower and called out to him "Babe, I’m gonna take bath" Normally that should have been enough invitation for him to come hopping to the bathroom. Today, he wasn't moving. He seems to be engrossed in thoughts.
So I went over to him and sat by his side on the bed. Put my hands on his back, and gently rubbed my bare breasts on his shoulder. He turned and smiled. “Wanna come to shower?” I asked him looking into his eyes. “Sure” he got up, and I tugged his shorts down, exposing his soft member. Before he could react, I caught “it” and gave a gentle tug. “come on…” I pulled him with his pecker to the bath. He kicked off his shorts and walked with me still letting me hold his still growing member.
Once inside the bath, I pushed him to the wall, and knelt down.
“Here is something I loved to blow” i smirked.
I saw a broad smile on his face, and it soon became a look of expectation and anxiety when rolled the foreskin and start paying attention to his beautiful cock. My tongue slightly licking the head, and slowly I took him into my lips. I am not good at giving deep throats but I guess I can work my magic just at the tip. Right combination of my lips, teeth and tongue would soon send him to raging erection that he wants to shoot his seed into my mouth. I am still learning, because, blow jobs are reserved for very special occasions and today is certainly one of them.
I loved to hold his butts while giving him the head. I have a special attraction for it. Even when he is in his full suit, I loved the way it looked firm and sexy. The only thing that looked much younger in his body was his booty. I can sense him approach an orgasm and his hands were on my hair and he was calling out… “Oooh babe….”
I wanted to say, “Come babe…” but I only miffed “mmmm be” his semen was hitting the back of my throat, i loved the pulse i felt on my lips.
He pulled me up, and kissed my lips with still his cum in my mouth. I gave it to him freely. I don’t know how it feels when he tastes himself in that kiss, but it looked like he loved it. I opened the shower and picked up the soap. We soaped up each other and I was hoping all his emotions changed with it.
Quickly, as I came out of the shower, went to kitchen and started to work on breakfast. He loves palak with Aloo. I cooked his favorite combination and fresh juice. When I served it on the table with only my towel wrapped around the hair and in all my nudity, he came out with his pant and T shirt on.
Ajit likes me nude, and my nudist displays. But he isn’t showing interest in getting unclad except for sex. It’s my secret mission to make him join my triumphs.
After serving on the table, he sat on the chair and he pulled me up to his lap for a nice kiss. I looked into his eyes, and I felt his deep love for me. I kissed him back and pushed the hands that were involved in trespass in my body. I went on to sit on the other side of the table. We were talking about the day’s schedule. And he would pick me up at 4 pm from office. Soon we moved on to dress up and he wore the business suit I presented him and I wore the less revealing office formals with a mild make up on. I use only lip gloss and that is more than enough to get everyone’s attention to my lips. And it keeps me from feeling dry.
We hopped into his car and he dropped me at office and waived off to his office.
Work caught me up and I felt like it is time for a coffee. Dialed Smiriti and asked her to join in. Smiriti was my first friend and I confide all our office secrets and we chew on the gossips. Though we don’t discuss much on the personal front, she still knows awfully a lot about Ajit and me. She greeted with a glee.
“Happy anniversary Sona, where is the party tonight?”
“Thank you Smiriti, He’s taking me to a beach house with pool”
“Wow… that would be nice… making out in the water… cool, have fun”
“Yup, fun would be never short, I am gonna have him unclad in the open pool”
“Hmmm… suits you, you’ve got a fetish for this nude stuff, aren’t you?”
“Well, that’s not a fetish, that is kind of - so to say a life style”
“But, it is difficult to practice here”
“You know it takes a big boldness to accept as you are, that is the first step into a naturists lifestyle”
“Not everyone are as bold as you are…”
Her comment has some amount of jealous and of competition and some amount of truth to it. Because she knows how liberally I dress up whenever we have our informal outings. For the last new year party, I was in negligee sans bra. It caught up every male attention and every woman’s jealous. Thankfully Ajit was next to me and didn’t allow anyone to approach or pick me up on my dress.
I laughed, and as we sipped our coffee, thought about her feelings about why she couldn’t be as bold, as she is worried about her reputation, what the society would think and all that. They always tarnished those with the liberal mind with character assassination. Gossips abound when they can’t compete. Well somehow, I don’t really care about what others think of me. Or may be I do care about what they think. I mean I want people to have a positive vibe about me and I don’t wish to give a damn about what they would think ill of me.
While I am lost in thought, Smiriti asked about what gift I got. Well, the dress was obvious gift, the cake was fine. But just now I noticed, Ajit hadn’t given me anything special. Well, I didn’t either buy him anything other than his suit. The “bj” was something special but I can’t spell that out to Smiriti. but just winked at her with a smile.
“Oh, it is kind of romantic stuff is it?”
“You know this dress his gift, besides that we are going to a this place in the evening is another special thing. You can’t expect a diamond ring every now and then, can you?”
“Of course not, but I still wonder how you have him in your charm as in the day you got married”
“It is easy… I just love him the way he wants me to” I laughed and gave her the hint of what makes a man happy.
Then our discussion turned on to the new things in market, what Sheila has bought recently and all the regular office kind of conversation.
I just remembered about waxing and the parlour. I was about to get up the phone rang. It was my aunt, that is “Jamai” Vineet’s mom. She greeted me for the anniversary and informed that they would be in city day after tomorrow. Vineet joined his college on the outskirts of our city and stays in a hostel. He has visited once or twice. He has grown from being the naked kid who played with me to a decent young man. I saw him sporting a thin mustache in his baby face. He has turned 18 last year and I remember wishing him a sweet girl friend. I could feel his embarrassment when I mentioned girlfriend. I love to pull his legs and we always have fun teasing each other. I am glad to know they are visiting and also glader that they are only visiting day after tomorrow as I have planned for my anniversary night.
I’ve gone through the day, done all that was planned. I called up Ajit and told him about my aunt’s families plan to visit us. I told him to hurry up as I can’t wait to meet him.
At four Ajit picked me up from office and we are on our way to the resort. We were chit chatting in the car and he recalled my first nude experiment with our car. I was topless on a long road trip next to him with only a handkerchief to hide when emergencies happen. It was a thrill for me and also for Ajit, because he is driving his own wife half naked around and letting guys who zoom fast him get a glimpse of his lovely new wife’s ample bosom. I wore a white beaded necklace which for anyone who sees from afar would look like a neckline in a body colored blouse. But when they are drawn closer, they may get their eye full of my tits. But our car was fast and I wondered whether any of them really got an idea that they are crossing a half naked woman in the approaching car. The only problem in that ride was, I don’t get to see their expression after what they have seen. Ajit was laughing and making fun of how the truck and cab drivers must have looked after they realised what they saw. Once out of the city bounds, he asked me to take of my top and enjoy the fresh air through the open window.
Well, he knows this adds my my adrenaline rush and he would surely reap the benefits of getting me horny. This time is different because, we are on a broad day light trip. And anyone sees me from far might be able to guess my nudity. I opened my hair and let it flow in the front, and as the wind didn’t let my hair do any cover over my boobs. When the open hair flying about my bare chest, it naturally hardened my nipple. He throw a glance and grinned ear to ear.
“What’s funny?”
“Your nipples need some attention and your hair can’t hide them away, babe”
“But you watch the road, this is not for your eyes now”
I can’t resist touching it, he slowed down the car and took his left hand and caressed the right breast. I didn’t stop him but just warned him.
“Careful, you are driving, just do that you have all the time to play tonight”
“Yea, I love to press the “pom pom” while driving”
“Take your hand off, and you’ll see something more”
I turned around and sat facing him, lifted my leg and kept it on the hand brake. While lifting the leg, my thigh high dress rode up a little and my waxed shining thighs revealed just enough to show him my bald pussy.
He almost stopped the car. and brought his hands to rub my thighs or reach out to my freshly waxed pussy.
“See, you’ve almost stopped the car, its all yours when you reach there safe, now just drive”
“Let me touch just once” he put his fingers on it and felt its smoothness.
“Enough” I pushed his hand off and took my jacket to cover as he announced that our destination is close.
“This naturist stuff is my fantasy, and what is yours?”
“- - - “ He looked blank and he was trying to mumble.
“Come on, tell me”
“Mine … is to let you have fun”
“I have had fun even before meeting you, what was it before you met me”
“I didn’t have any, after marrying you I have developed few”
“Few, sounds like you have more than one”
“Well, yea, the voyeuristic pleasure of watching your nudism is one”
“What are the others?”
“I’ll tell you when the right time comes”
From the look on his face I knew he had something that he is not yet ready to open up
“Come on, spill it up”
“Yea, I’ll tell you very soon”
He pulled his car into a big farm bungalow with a big grin
“Stay here, let me check” he walked inside and a young man came out to greet him. He handed him gave him the key and walked over to a bike. While leaving he was looking at me, I was wondering what he must be thinking about me. I sat tight and let him pass. Soon he was gone and Ajit walked over and closed the big gate behind the car.
He walked back and said “Babe, you are free to check in, no one in this building except just the two of us, and you are at your liberty to walk in as bare as on the day you were born” He bent and kissed me through the car window.
This was a surprise to me. A whole big farm house to hang out nude. I lazily pulled out the cloths and just with my heels and a handbag I stepped out of the car.
Ajit opened the door for me. Like a queen he took my hand and kissed. He walked me in to the door and the house was all furnished and dimly lit. We walked in and he made me sit at the sofa.
I sat down and stretched my legs. It was fun. I pulled him closer and made him stand between my legs.
“It’s your turn to match with kind of dress”
I started to undress him, starting from his trousers.
“Wait let me go get all the stuff from the car, then I’ll join you”
“No, let’s get unclad and we’ll do that together” I laughed at his discomfort.
He gave in and got nude. He was semi-erect from being naked in a strange place and out of the thrill that he is gonna be going out in open to get the stuff out of the car.
I got up and gave him a hug. I bent down to kiss his semi-erect member. Then we both walked out and picked up the couple of bags that were in the car.
The air on the evening was still hot as the sun is yet brightly shining. I could sense Ajit was slightly sweating. I am sure it wasn’t the heaviness of the bags, but his first nude adventure out.
“Honey, you are sweating”
“Yea, I forgot to tell you the swimming pool is at the back yard, let’s go and cool off”
He hurriedly put the bags in the bedroom and pulled me over to the pool. I was enjoying his first attempt to be a nudist with me. But I gave him the space, I wanted him to relax.
As soon as we reached the pool, he jumped into the water and soon waived me to join. I took my time to pose for him. I went and stood near the pool handles and put a leg around and rubbed my bald pussy on the warm bar. I could see that he was slowly jerking his now full erect cock.
“I see that my pose is working!” I smiled.
“You are a tease”
He came to catch me and I jumped into water and moved to the other side and it was difficult for him to come faster to catch me.
We splashed around in water and finally he reached me and he hugged me from behind. I could sense his full hard on press at my back. I felt his warm breath on my neck. it was a strong contrast of the cold water against his warm body. I closed my eyes to savour the moment. I opened my eyes, With a naughty smile I turned around and pulled him even closer and my ample boobs pressing on his hairy chest. I let my hand run down and hold his erect member.
“Now hunk, tell me your fantasies”
“You really don’t want to know about it”
I gripped him even tighter, “If you spell it out, there are going to be nice rewards, if not…”
i let go of him and pushed away from his chest,
“I’ll consider that as you not trusting me enough, and you may sleep alone”
“That’s too much of a punishment on an anniversary day”
“Then, make your choice”
“well, you really wanna know, ok, my deepest and strongest fantasy is to see you make it out with someone younger than you”
“What?”
It took a while to sink what he was saying.
“Yes I do” said Ajit, and turned away unable to look at my eyes.
“You mean, you want me to sleep with someone else?”
I knew I am loosing my mind the thoughts were going with a whirlwind speed, “How can he think of me like a someone who can sleep with anyone? Didn’t he realize how much I love him?”
“No babe, don’t be so hard on me. That’s why I was so hesitant to tell you that, It was just a thought, may be you could get pregnant, I was thinking it would be best for you” he put on his vulnerable face and his it turned red and seemed very apologetic.
I have to hold down my emotions. Suddenly I felt betrayed. I felt meaningless and blank. I felt like crying. “Why Ajit, why? When you are there, why would I ever think of such a thing?, Don’t you know I love you so much? What’s wrong with you, are you thinking I am a slut just because I am a nudist” My complexities of emotions taking me over.
Ajit came closer and tried to hug me again, I tried to push him away. But not sure if my emotions are right. I knew I am feeling hurt, even more hurt because he wanted me to become pregnant with someone else.
I quickly turned around, and try to wade through the water.
“Babe, come on, it is you who insisted me to tell you, it is not fair that you are getting emotional about it.”
I avoided Ajit’s hands that were trying to hold me, and quickly got out of the pool, ran and picked up the towel and wrapped it around me. Ran to the bathroom and and closed the door. I had to control my emotions, I have to think rational.
I needed a few minutes to organize my thoughts. “Is Ajit feeling that he is not a man enough to impregnate me? Did I make him feel so low? Or is the thinking like this because of the pressure just like I do?” It just dawned to me that, may be he is too stressed about me becoming pregnant. four years of sex couldn’t get me even closer to the pregnancy. My gynecologist clearly said nothing seems to be wrong with me. I mentioned that to Ajit in a casual chat after the check up, did he catch that idea to think he is not capable?
With a new found clear thought, I walked up to Ajit, he was drying himself turning to the other side. I went behind him. Hugged him from behind, and punched on his back, “why did you say such things to me, you know that I only love you”
“I love you too”
“You are such a bad boy”
“I am glad you are back. Let’s not talk about it, ok”
I reach up and took hold of his flaccid cock and along with it his testicles. And pressed it, I felt something different on his testicles. I rubbed his lower part of the testicles with my hands. There was a strange scar underneath his testicles.
I realized, this is the first time ever I see him totally nude in broad daylight while his balls looked fine and the underside of his testicles seemed rough.
“Why is this place rough, I looks like a scar out of an operation?”
“Well you promise me, you won’t freak out again”
“Ok, I promise”
“Let’s get inside and we’ll talk”
“You are a bad boy, you always keep me waiting”
We walked into the house, he was holding my hips and I was holding his butts. It seemed to be the romantic walk just as it was on our honeymoon trip. Just the difference is now we are unclad and closer.
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