The Starving Housewife
Copyright© 2025 by 4everhorny
Chapter 18
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 18 - 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
She did not want her husband to get unwanted ideas hearing her moaning while he was not with her. Deepak continued fondling her melons and now put his mouth on her taut nipples from over her bra.
He played with his lips and tongue teasing and sucking on them. This was far too much pleasure for Sabitri to handle because he was so much better than even Haria.
Haria too had sucked her nipples giving her the missing pleasure she desired but Deepak was simply next level. While alternating between sucking both her nipples, Deepak expertly undid her bra letting her huge melons free.
They swung free with the springiness of a teenager’s breasts. Deepak was in awe that despite having such massive boobs there was barely any sag. They stood firm and magnificently projected from her chest.
He raised her bra to her neck and went wild squeezing her naked melons while sucking her big fat erect nipples. In a few seconds Sabitri experienced her first orgasm with him causing her body to wriggle crazily.
Deepak did not stop and continued his onslaught on her melons while Sabitri recovered from the onslaught of her own orgasm. She had never experienced anything this intense even with Haria.
The pleasurable sensations felt so overwhelming that Sabitri grabbed Deepak’s head mashing it hard between melons. Deepak suffocated at this but also felt a sense of accomplishment at her positive response.
After feasting on her melons, Deepak said “now I want to taste your nectar Sabitri darling. I am sure it will be worth it”. Sabitri did not understand what “nectar” Deepak was referring to.
Then suddenly Haria’s words from today afternoon echoed in her ears making her body tremble. She recollected the scene when Haria had sniffed and tasted her panties, when Haria had expressed his desire to directly taste her “nectar from the source”.
Meanwhile Deepak was quick to raise her saree and petticoat from front. He was greeted with the priceless sight of her naked panty less pussy. Sabitri saw what he did and quickly closed her legs feeling very embarrassed.
In a rush to get ready in time, she had forgotten to wear her panties. The next second Deepak grabbed her trunk sized thighs and spread them wide apart with full confidence with little resistance from her.
He brought his face close to her bushy pussy. Now is when Sabitri came to realize what was happening. She shrieked at this trying hard to push him away fanatically.
Deepak held her hands and said “please Sabitri, allow me. I want to take back some memories ... some unforgettable memories about you”. She said “that is okay, but what are you doing down there? It is so dirty there”.
Deepak calmly replied “There is nothing dirty about it Sabitri. So please don’t stop me now. Just don’t”. Sabitri was unable to make sense out of anything but for Deepak’s sake she just let go.
Deepak buried his nose in her thick bush taking in the aroma of Sabitri’s wetness. He had smelled and tasted many women, but Sabitri’s aroma felt very different ... very special ... very arousing ... very intoxicating.
There was something different about her which made his cock naturally wanting to shoot his load in his pants right now. He had not even touched his cock yet, but still felt the same level of arousal when he peeped thru the curtains watching her work and take her bath.
Even that day he had shot two big loads on her curtains without touching his cock. Such was the effect Sabitri had on his senses. He continued sniffing her wetness while lightly rubbing the tip of his nose against her pussy lips.
This made Sabitri shudder with an audible Ahhh. She again realized and help the saree between her teeth. Deepak now separated the dense bush of her pubic hair with his fingers revealing the dark brown lips of her married but under utilized cunt.
He spread her pussy lips revealing her dark pink luscious wet insides. He dived in with his mouth licking the entire length of her slit before stopping at her engorged clit.
Sabitri had always found this so disgusting but now the powerful pleasure shocks she experienced made her think again. She again remembered what Haria had done when he tasted her panties and expressed his desire to taste her directly.
Deepak was doing exactly that now and this actually felt so bloody good. Deepak went wild licking her clit and tongue fucking her pussy while Sabitri tried hard to still stay vigilant keeping an ear on the toilet door.
Deepak expertly took her engorged clit between his teeth exciting it further. His oral skills were driving Sabitri crazy with new found pleasures. Pleasures she never imagined some place so “dirty” could give her.
To read the complete story you need to be logged in:
Log In or
Register for a Free account
(Why register?)
* Allows you 3 stories to read in 24 hours.