The Starving Housewife
Copyright© 2025 by 4everhorny
Chapter 21
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 21 - 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 locked the door and stared at Deepak looking him lustily in the eyes. She took his hand pulling him to his bedroom wanting to finish what he had started.
Once inside, they locked in a fiery kiss making slurping sounds while reigniting the burning passion they could not enjoy earlier. After the kiss Deepak said “I am really sorry about what happened earlier Sabitri darling. I had no intention to hurt you that way”.
Sabitri melted hearing his words because he sounded honest and genuine. She said “apology accepted Deepak. But had you told me and prepared me before doing it then things would have surely been very different”.
Deepak said “I am telling you that I am really sorry darling. I was horny as hell seeing your sexy naked body. So I couldn’t control myself”. Sabitri just looked at him without saying anything.
Deepak asked “Does Kamal have sex with you ever”? Sabitri shyly nodded yes. He said “I don’t believe it because if he ever fucked you then you wouldn’t have been so tight down there”.
Sabitri whispered “please understand Deepak, you are very big, much bigger than Kamal. Kamal is nowhere close to you in size”. Deepak laughed at this feeling very proud about himself.
Sabitri seductively replied “Deepak how about finishing what we started in the kitchen”? Deepak’s eyes lit up but only for a second. He said “I don’t think so because the time is less and the risks are very high”.
Sabitri teasingly said “well time and risk didn’t matter when you took me in the kitchen. Then why now when we are completely alone”? Deepak knew what she meant, so decided to go for it because she was so willing.
He reached out to pull her saree out of her petticoat but she held his hand and stopped him. She said “Deepak don’t do that. My son Sushil is expected back anytime”.
Deepak understood what she meant, wearing a saree again would take a while. Either ways he was more than happy to fuck this starving housewife with or without her clothes.
He laid her on the bed on her chest. He raised her saree and petticoat to her waist and spread her legs. He got in between bringing his mouth to her butt. Sabitri said “we don’t have time for this Deepak. Just do it”.
He spat a lot of saliva on her butt hole and lubricated it well with his fingers. Then he positioned his big hard cock her her rear and slowly pushed. He entered inside all the way very smoothly.
He laid on Sabitri and asked “are you okay Sabitri? Is it hurting”? She replied “I am fine dear, your cock feels wonderful. Now do it quickly”. Deepak started pumping her slowly when Sabitri said “go harder Deepak like you fucked me earlier in the kitchen”.
Deepak went wild pounding her bountiful ass making clapping sounds on every stroke. Sabitri was back on cloud nine thoroughly enjoying herself and moaning without a care of the world.
Deepak was happy to hear her moan so wildly like this and it fueled his desires to fuck her harder. After close to ten minutes of non stop pounding, Sabitri had her next orgasm.
This was as intense and strong as her previous one. She felt on top of the world experiencing her first orgasm during her first anal sex. After she recovered Deepak was still ploughing her ass with the same intensity as before.
She was finding it hard to believe that he had still not cum. She asked “are you close Deepak”? He quickly replied between gasps “no darling. Not yet”. She quickly made up her mind to experience his cock in her pussy.
She wanted to lose her Chasity to Deepak first because it was now or never. She said “Deepak please stop, I want to roll over”. Deepak thought she wanted to ride him now so he got off her.
Sabitri flipped lying on her back. She wanted to eagerly experience ultimate physical satisfaction now ... even if that meant to experience it with another man ... Even if it meant tolerating the pain ... again...
She herself pulled up her saree and petticoat to her waist. Sabitri herself unhooked her blouse spreading it for Deepak. She looked at Deepak who was standing looking at her while slowly stroking his big cock.
She opened her legs wide and signaled calling him with her finger. He got on top grabbing the undersides of her knees so he could raise her enough to fuck her butt in this position.
Sabitri thought this was some new position so she stayed quiet eager to learn. Deepak kneeled between her thighs and lined up his big cock at her butt hole and pushed it all the way inside in one stroke.
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