The Starving Housewife
Copyright© 2025 by SexyPreeti
Chapter 122
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 122 - 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 Mult 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
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He was shocked to no end seeing both of them fully naked and Jitendra’s face between Sabitri’s legs. Seeing Sabitri moaning with her eyes closed while Jitendra was eating her pussy only escalated his anger more. Kamal shouted loudly “what the fuckkk is going on here...”?
Hearing Kamal’s voice both naked lovers were jolted out of their sexual reverie. Sabitri watched petrified pulling a bedsheet to cover herself. Jitu only looked up calmly from between her legs and winked at her. Jitu got off the bed and went to where Kamal was standing at the door.
Jitu looked at Kamal angrily and swung his hand surprisingly fast giving him a solid slap sending Kamal flying and crashing against the door with a bleeding lip. Kamal froze unable to fathom what hit him ... It was all too fast and sudden...
Before he could recover or make sense of the situation, Jitu landed another hard slap on the same cheek making his nose also bleed. After painfully long few seconds, Kamal stammered in a barely audible tone “Jitendra why did you hit me now”?
Jitu grabbed him by the collar and growled threateningly “don’t you fuckin dare interrupt us when I am busy with her...”. Sabitri’s fears disappeared as quickly as they came and now she had a sly smile on her face watching the tables turn.
Kamal squealed due to the extreme pain and only managed to whisper “but ... but Jitendra, she is my wife ... how can you do this to me...”? Jitu was quick to grab Kamal’s collar tighter choking him and thundered “so whattt you asshole??? She is your wife who you were never able to satisfy. I am giving her an experience which a wimp like you can never give...”.
Kamal stammered “Jitendra I will ... I will call the cops and get you arrested for this...”. Jitu tightened his grip on Kamal’s collar while twisting Kamal’s hand with his other hand making Kamal scream louder in unbearable pain.
Jitu shouted “did you forget who the fuck you are talking to asshole”? Kamal tried frantically to free himself from Jitu’s grip but failed. Jitu continued “You already know no cop in this village or even the surrounding ones will dare go against me...”.
Kamal only nodded in agreement because reality suddenly dawned on him now. Jitu released Kamal’s hand but grabbed his balls instead squeezing them hard making Kamal scream in even more extreme pain...
Kamal winced wriggling in unbearable pain and finally patted the door with his free hand admitting surrender ... Jitu loosened his grip around his collar but only slightly letting him breathe and let go of his balls ... Kamal grabbed his aching balls with both hands and almost squatted wincing in pain. Reality quickly dawned on him so he calmed down now...
Kamal murmured “okay ... okay ... I will not complain to the cops but why her...”? Sabitri now shouted “why not Jitu you bastard??? When you can enjoy sleeping around with Nandini and Pallavi leaving me starving for sex, then why can’t I also enjoy with him??? Afterall Jitu has shown me what real men are like in bed ... totally unlike you...”.
Kamal looked at her shocked to no end and frozen after realizing that Sabitri probably had a whiff about his sexcapades. This was the last thing he expected her to find out. Jitu grinned and let go of Kamal but not before slamming him against the door again.
Kamal now squatted fully on the floor holding his aching balls. He confidently said “what bullshit are you talking Sabitri??? Why would I go to anyone else when I have you”? Sabitri sat up on the bed pushing away the bedsheet and sat fully naked without a care in the world.
She grabbed her phone and played the first video where Kamal was fucking Nandini and showed the phone to him. She said “what does this look like to you? Is Nandini giving you a massage or you are giving her one in your farmhouse...”?
Kamal froze like he had been struck by a speeding truck ... This was way beyond what he had ever imagined ... Before he could react, Sabitri played the second video where he was fucking Pallavi and showed it again to Kamal...
This video was like the last nail in his coffin ... Kamal was fumbling, out of words because he had nothing to counter this video evidence Sabitri showed. Sabitri was super happy seeing Kamal’s guilty face ... She tossed the bedsheet towards Jitu which he caught.
She pointed to the chair at her dresser said “darling tie him to that chair because I don’t trust what this bastard will do after leaving from here...”. Hearing Sabitri call Jitu as “darling” in front of him felt like a knife piercing his chest.
Jitu laughed loudly and said “sounds good Baby, after all this I don’t trust this bastard either...”. Jitu pushed Kamal towards the chair and said “drop your pants to your ankles first asshole”. Kamal stammered in a defeated tone “but why my pants now”?
Jitu thundered “I want to make sure you don’t try escaping while we are busy ... so just do it before ... I...”. Kamal quickly unbuckled his belt before he invited more blows from Jitu. He undid the button letting his pants drop around his ankles.
Jitu pushed him backwards making him collapse on the chair only wearing a disheveled shirt with ripped off buttons and boxers ... He tied Kamal’s hands behind the chair and pulled the belt tightly around Kamal’s feet and tied it in a knot.
He grinned and said “Baby now he won’t be going anywhere ... Kamal looked helplessly at both of them totally resigned to the situation. Jitu pointed to his own big hard manhood and sarcastically said “let me show you what a real man like me can do to your hot and sexy wife...”.
Jitu went out and locked the main door. The silence in the bedroom where Kamal sat tied to a chair while Sabitri sat totally naked on their marital bed waiting for her lover spoke volumes ... Sabitri took her phone and clicked a picture of Kamal.
Kamal meekly objected as a last attempt to save his modesty “why did you have to do that Sabitri”? She calmly replied “well Kamal, I have my own reasons ... Maybe I could use it as insurance in case you try something nasty in future...”.
Sabitri looked at Jitu with her arms open and said “now come to me darling, I need you more than ever now...”. Jitu grinned and said “yes Baby, now that this asshole is out of our way, let’s continue...”. Sabitri lay on the bed with her legs spread and Jitu again got on top.
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