The Starving Housewife
Copyright© 2025 by 4everhorny
Chapter 44
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 44 - This is a story about Sabitri a dedicated housewife living a life full of everything with her husband Kamal … well everything except physical satisfaction.
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Sabitri knew this was going to give her pleasure but she wanted the real thing. Just when the tip of his cock touched her valley between her thighs, she seductively said “Birju you can lower my panties also if you want before you do it”.
Birju couldn’t believe his ears because this was the first time she had asked him to lower her panties. He excitedly asked “madam did you just seriously tell me to lower your panties”? Sabitri teasingly replied “yes Birju darling, I am really in a very good mood today”.
Before Sabitri got any second thoughts, he again raised her saree and petticoat to her waist and Sabitri held it there for him. Then with trembling hands he grabbed the waistband of her panties and lowered them to her knees.
Sabitri closed her fleshy thighs tightly while Birju pushed his big hard cock into her dripping wet valley. In the interest of time, he instantly went full speed rocking Sabitri with each thrust. Birju moaned “Aaaahhhhhh madam ... the heat between your thighs feels soooo gooodd...”.
The intensity in his strokes were very high making Sabitri moan “Aaahh ... Aaahh ... Aaahh...” on each stroke. After a good few minutes of this high intensity and high speed pounding and pussy massage, Sabitri’s orgasm was reaching a boil.
She was quickly nearing her edge and she now wanted something even more. She quickly thought that when she could allow Bhima who was a stranger to fuck her pussy, then why should she deprive her old time favorite Birju of the pleasures of fucking her pussy instead of satisfying him with just dry humping.
She patted him to stop and asked “are you close Birju darling”? Birju replied “no madam, not at all. Why? Are you tired”? Sabitri nodded no and reached down with her hand. She positioned his big hard cock at her love hole and held it there.
She softly said “now push slowly Birju darling”. Birju was overjoyed at this chance to really “fuck” his dream woman’s pussy. This had been his ultimate fantasy since the first time he had seen her and touched her voluptuous butt “accidentally”.
Just today morning he had thought about it and here he was with his big hard cock positioned at her naked and welcoming pussy. He gripped her wide hips and gave a gentle push sending the tip of his big hard cock burrowing thru the dripping wet folds of her pussy.
He gripped her wide fleshy hips and gave another gentle push sending more than half of his big hard cock burrowing thru the dripping wet folds of her love cave. Sabitri let out a loud “Aaaahhhhhhhhhhh ... Birju ... this feels so gooood...”.
Birju too replied “Aaaahhhhhh ... madam ... yess this feels like heaven”. Birju now started slowly pumping his big cock into her pussy while Sabitri was already swimming in pleasure heavens. Birju took her in his arms hugging her tightly from behind.
He pushed the full length of his big cock into her forever starving pussy. Sabitri grabbed his hands which were encircling her waist and placed them on her big boobs and pressed gently. Birju cupped her boobs harder while squeezing her big hard nipples between his fingers.
He now resumed pumping his big cock harder into her pussy from behind. Sabitri was again back to loudly moaning “Aaahh ... Aaahh ... Aaahh...” on every incoming thrust. Sabitri’s impending orgasm crashed thru her with such intensity that Birju also had a very difficult time holding her steady in his embrace.
This time Birju waited for his all-time favorite madam darling to come around because she had given him the ultimate gift of his life ... her priceless pussy ... her priceless starving married pussy...
Sabitri opened her eyes feeling fully content and satisfied like she was just deflowered for the first time. She turned around and raised herself on her toes wanting to kiss his lips. Birju again gripped her butt cheeks with his strong hands and raised her to his face level.
Sabitri wrapped her legs around his torso and put her arms around his neck. She locked his lips with hers giving him the longest most passionate lovers kiss she had ever given anyone. Just then the doorbell went off interrupting both the lovers and abruptly ending their ultimate intimate moment.
Bhima pulled up his pants and rushed to the toilet while Sabitri used the kitchen towel and pulled up her panties and closed her blouse. She rushed to the door while correcting her clothes and hair on the way. This time both Kamal and Sushil entered together.
Kamal asked “Sabitri is Birju still around”? Sabitri replied “yes, he should be working in the backyard”. Kamal went towards the backyard while Sabitri returned to her work in the kitchen. Sabitri made tea and snacks and went to serve them carrying the tray to the backyard.