The Starving Housewife
Copyright© 2025 by 4everhorny
Chapter 12
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 12 - This is a story about Sabitri a dedicated housewife living a life full of everything with her husband Kamal … well everything except physical satisfaction.
Caution: This True Story Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Coercion Consensual Mind Control Reluctant Romantic True Story Cheating Indian Male Indian Female Anal Sex Analingus Exhibitionism Food Oral Sex Petting Voyeurism BBW Big Breasts Foot Fetish Hairy Size Indian Erotica
Yes, maybe people in the big city did all this but she was not ready, not at any cost. She settled on her bed and thought about everything that transpired in the last 24 hours.
From yesterday’s kiss with Haria to more kisses with Deepak last night and today. Within seconds she was horny and on fire again. Without a second thought she called Haria because she knew he was the only man who could put out her fires now.
Haria was quick to answer her call on the first ring. He said “madam I knew that you will call me today”. Sabitri blushed hearing this, she knew what Haria meant. She asked “where is Kamal”?
Haria said “madam he was here in the morning and left with that man from the city after giving us work to do”. This confirmed her doubt that Kamal was with Deepak. She asked “do you think you can come now”?
Haria beamed with excitement, he said “yes ofcourse madam, I can come anytime you call me, especially after what we did yesterday”. Sabitri blushed heavily listening to this. She said “please come quickly Haria, I am really missing you dear” and hung up the call.
Haria turned up at her door within minutes. Today also Sabitri had removed her bra before Haria reached so she could enjoy the feel of his strong hands on her big melons like yesterday.
She hurried towards the godown after locking the door. Once they got inside, Haria said “ohh madam, did you again dress up so special for me today”. Sabitri warmly felt up his cheek with her hand and nodded yes with a twinkle in her eyes.
Haria’s excitement knew no bounds hearing this. He held her by her trunk sized thighs and lifted her in the air while burying his face in her cleavage and turning round and round in circles.
Sabitri screamed at this, she said “what are you doing Haria. Lower me down or you will drop me”. Haria stood still holding her firmly while looking up in her eyes. He said “madam I can carry you like this for as long as you want”.
Sabitri nervously screamed “don’t be stupid Haria, I am very fat and heavy. So lower me before you drop me”. While still holding her in the air, Haria looked seriously in her eyes. He said “who says that you are fat and heavy madam? Did sir tell you that”?
Sabitri recollected the last few times she had been to family functions, most people there had openly called her fat. Some even went as far as labelling her a buffalo. Sabitri said with urgency “no Haria, no one has told me, I know it well that I am very fat. So please listen to me and lower me”.
Haria said “madam if I had the chance then I would never allow your precious feet to touch the ground. I would carry you everywhere you want to go because you are really worth it madam”. This was the first time Sabitri had heard such words about herself.
She was already used to being body shamed by others. Here she had Haria who was appreciating her for just the way she was. This touched her very deep inside making her love and respect him immensely.
She recollected the day she got married to Kamal, he vowed to carry her into his house after the ceremony was over. She was definitely much slimmer and trim then but after pregnancy, she had put on lots of weight.
Despite being much lighter then, Kamal barely managed two steps after lifting her in his arms before he almost dropped her at the threshold. She held Haria’s face lovingly looking into his eyes and buried it in her bosom.
Haria was even more excited at this. Then on second thought, Sabitri raised his face and pulled away her saree pallu completely. She now buried his face against her naked cleavage. During all this Haria still was holding her firm and confidently in the air.
Sabitri was in awe of his strength because Haria did not show any signs of tiring despite carrying her for over ten minutes now. Sabitri lovingly caressed Haria’s hair while he rubbed is face against her naked cleavage.
She seductively said “lower me Haria, I need you to save your energy for other things that I want you to do”. Haria kind of understood what she meant and lowered her on her feet.
Sabitri held his face with her hands and said “thank you so much Haria, you really made me feel wanted and alive” and kissed both his cheeks. Haria was stunned like he was struck by lightning.
He took time to recover from his madam’s kissing shock. Haria had only expressed his desire to kiss her yesterday and today his madam had kissed him.
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