The Starving Housewife
Copyright© 2025 by 4everhorny
Chapter 48
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 48 - 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 shot back “how can I trust you this time Bhima”. He began moving his hips grinding his cock in her massive booty, he softly whispered while sucking her earlobe “madam if I wanted to be anything like yesterday then I would not be asking for your permission like this”.
Sabitri knew he had a point, if he wanted to then he could have taken her by force anyway. With Birju also gone and she being alone in the house she didn’t have any chance to fight him. She again felt his monstrous cock already digging in her butt cheeks.
This was again arousing her, now Bhima began kissing the length of her neck while he gently caressed her nipples with his fingers. Her breathing was growing heavier now indicating her state of arousal. She weakly said “fine Bhima, I will agree only based on one condition”.
Bhima quickly replied “madam all your conditions accepted. Just allow me this one chance. I promise I will not ask you again”. Sabitri felt proud to see Bhima asking for a chance to fuck her like this.
She said “I am sure you want to listen to the condition which I have in mind before blindly agreeing like this Bhima”. Again he quickly replied “madam I swear I am ready to accept all your conditions no matter what you ask me to do”.
Sabitri said “first go and lock the door properly Bhima”. He came back quickly to find her standing leaning against the kitchen counter. She wanted to hurt his ego and humiliate him to see if he really meant what he said.
She mockingly said “Bhima I want you to kiss my feet first” raising her saree slightly from front and exposing her ankles. Without a change in tone Bhima said “yes madam, with pleasure”. He stepped closer placing his hands on both sides of her waist.
In one swift motion he lifted her and sat her on the kitchen counter. Sabitri remembered yesterday when he had fucked her while carrying her effortlessly in the air. He kneeled at her feet and removed her footwear one by one.
Then he held her foot with both hands and began kissing all over and under it. Sabitri was surprised because she never thought a man like Bhima full of pride and a big ego would do this without complaining or hesitating. Bhima repeated the same kissing her other foot now.
He kept repeating kissing her feet alternately including her soles. Sabitri said “okay that is enough. You can stop now Bhima”. Bhima looked up and asked “I hope I did a good job madam”? Sabitri was caught off guard hearing this.
She nodded yes still thinking hard what next to make him do. Bhima said “madam if you allow me then I would love to kiss my way up till I cover every inch of your body”. Sabitri too loved the idea but for that she would need to move to her bedroom and maybe remove all her clothes.
Seeing her undecided look, Bhima said “I can do it without removing your clothes if that makes you feel more at ease”. Sabitri was amazed seeing this change in Bhima who was like a bull yesterday and now behaving like a gentleman...
She decided that it was enough of trying to break him. She softly said “for that you will need to come with me to my bedroom. Also because your workers are right outside it will be safer there”. She was about to get off the kitchen counter when Bhima stood up and lifted her in his strong arms.
He said “let me have the pleasure of helping you to your bedroom”. He carried her in his arms there and lowered her on her bed. Sabitri said “wait my saree will get spoilt. Put me down”. He lowered her to her feet.
Sabitri looked at him for a moment and said “remove all your clothes first Bhima”. He quickly removed all his clothes tossing them on the ground and his monstrous cock sprang out swaying menacingly and ever ready for action.
Sabitri remembered that despite the initial pain how much she enjoyed getting fucked by his super big cock yesterday. She decided to go easy on him now. She said “Bhima remove my clothes now and fulfill your desire to kiss my body”.
He stepped forward and removed her saree pallu and pulled out the folds of her saree carefully from the petticoat. He made sure to not drop the saree and folded the six meters of cloth without letting it touch the ground. Sabitri was surprised seeing this because it is rare to see a man do it so perfectly.
She quizzically said “you seem to have a lot of experience handling a woman’s saree”. Bhima said “yes madam, I help my wife dress up every morning and also help her change in the evening into her night clothes”. Sabitri found this hard to digest.
She asked “why do you have to dress her up every day”? Bhima said “well she is paralyzed from her waist down right after she gave birth to our son. So I carry her around for her morning duties, give her a bath and dress her up before leaving for work”.
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