The Starving Housewife
Copyright© 2025 by 4everhorny
Chapter 2
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 2 - 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
Kamal again left Sabitri starving for the one thing which she was desperately hungry for ... sex ... Meanwhile, Deepak took a good look including the view from his window to familiarize himself with his surroundings.
Since his room was at the back of the house, his window opened directly to the backyard of the house giving him a fully unrestricted view from end to end.
In villages the backyard is where the hand pump for the tube well is and that is where everyone takes their bath and do all other washing chores. It was in the open but still accorded some privacy because of the surrounding compound walls.
Deepak decided to lie down and get some rest after the long tiring journey he had been thru to reach this village. He closed the curtains so he could sleep without the bright sunlight shining thru the windows.
Meanwhile Sabitri was busy in the kitchen using the cucumber to put out the fire raging in her pussy. A fire sparked by Deepak with his lustful stares and fueled by lack of sex with Kamal.
Today surprisingly she did not have to pleasure herself for too long before her knees buckled and she fell against the wall experiencing the most enjoyable orgasm she had experienced till date.
She literally felt the ground slipping from under her feet when her orgasm crashed thru her. Sabitri took a while to come back to her senses and catch up with her breath.
Then she went quietly to look over Deepak and found him asleep. She noiselessly closed his door and decided to carry on with her house duties. Sometime later Deepak was interrupted from his sleep by the sound of the creaking hand pump.
He recollected that there was no one in the house at this time except him and Sabitri. His eyes lit up thinking about the voluptuous figure of Sabitri that he had devoured earlier and the possibilities that lie ahead.
She had instantly become the woman of his fantasies because of her huge melon sized boobs and an equally curvy ass. He jumped out of bed and carefully pulled the curtains aside to take a look outside.
He found Sabitri bending over working the hand pump to fill the tub with water. She had already laid out all the vessels due for washing and also the laundry.
Despite having her back facing Deepak, he could see the clear outline of her massive curvy buttocks swaying enticingly with every stroke of the pump.
Deepak unable to control his carnal lust freed his cock from the confines of his pants which had been painfully hard since the time he saw this voluptuous sexy housewife.
There was something different about her which was attracting him like a strong magnet. He so much wished he could grab her buttocks right now and pump his hard cock in to her from behind.
He pulled up a chair and sat down comfortably enjoying the sexy scene unfolding outside. Sabitri too felt strongly that someone was watching her. So she quickly looked around the compound wall for any peeping toms.
After scanning the entire perimeter, she did not find anyone. Then she turned towards the guest bedroom window. Deepak was quick to see her turning towards him and closed the curtain.
Sabitri found nothing out of the ordinary because the curtains were fully drawn so she quickly dismissed the thought and got back to working the pump to fill the tub.
After the tub was full, she pulled up her saree and petticoat to her knees and squatted to wash the vessels first. Deepak meanwhile was back to watching her but this time he made sure to peep carefully from the tiny gap between the curtains.
He didn’t want to get discovered and loose this golden chance of watching his dream woman in whatever state. Lucky for him that Sabitri was now squatting directly facing him.
He was able to enjoy the sight of her plump calves and some bit of her fleshy thighs too. His state of arousal was so high that he abstained from touching his cock for fear of cumming soon.
Sabitri went about her chores carelessly and this caused her saree pallu to drop to the floor. She looked below and found it totally wet because of the water on the floor.
She dismissed the thought of putting it back on because She thought after all who was around to see her. The house guest Deepak was already sleeping due to his tiredness or so she thought.
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