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The Starving Housewife

Copyright© 2025 by SexyPreeti

Chapter 75

True Story Sex Story: Chapter 75 - 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   Mult   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 herself wriggled her butt harder against his erection giving him the signal. Deepak was quick to slip his hands under her t-shirt and cup her massive tits from over her bra. He sucked on her earlobe and said “sweetheart how about I fuck you right now with your clothes on”?

She whispered “who is stopping you Deepak. Show me what you have in mind”. He lowered her jeans and panties to her knees and bent her towards the mirror. He pushed his cock in her pussy while still standing giving her the hard pounding she always desired.

Looking at her own reflection in the mirror with Deepak pounding her from behind gave her a new and different kind of thrill. This was the first time she was watching herself while getting fucked hard. Within minutes she experienced an intense orgasm making her collapse forward.

But this time Deepak was quick to hug her from behind till she recovered. He said “I can see that you really enjoyed these new clothes sweetheart”. She looked at him thru the mirror and shyly nodded yes with a naughty smile while she nudged her butt against his cock.

Deepak said “very good darling, now how about we try the shirt and skirt and see if you enjoy that too the same way” followed by a wink again while looking thru the mirror. She covered her face with her hands due to shyness hearing this.

Deepak pulled out and ate her pussy till he had slurped it till the last drop. Then he removed her clothes and dressed her up again in a knee length skirt and shirt. Again he stood behind her while facing the mirror. He said “wow Sabitri, look at yourself. You can easily put majority of the city women to shame if you stepped out now”.

She exclaimed “please stop it Deepak, the jeans were still okay because it fully covered my legs. Now my lower legs are so exposed that I am feeling practically naked”. He was quick to say “well darling, if you have sexy beautiful fleshy legs then why not show if off? Maybe you should wear even shorter skirts so you can show off your sexy thighs too”.

She remembered that Asif had said the exact same thing. She said “this is nonsense Deepak, my legs are fat plump and ugly looking”. He kissed the length of her neck and said “darling what if I said that your fleshy legs are more enticing and alluring? Most importantly why do you have to compare yourself with others”?

She was about to say something when he interrupted her and said “Why not be proud of what you have darling because I love you for that. Now let me show you the beauty of this dress”. He took her to the living room and sat on the sofa. He pulled her by her waist seating her on his lap.

Sabitri screamed “what are you doing Deepak, I am very heavy to be sitting on your lap. You will simply get tired”. He turned her face to him and locked in a long passionate kiss. He said “Sabitri it is high time that you learn to be proud of what you have” followed by another kiss.

This only added to her new growing confidence after Deepak had said something similar to her on his last trip. He unbuttoned her shirt and kissed every part of her chest that came to light. This made her body tremble making her moan Aaaahhhhhh...

He reached for her bra hooks in front and undid them. He went crazy sucking her nipples while his other hand slid below inside her skirt. He found her so wet down there that even her skirt would surely have a wet patch. He said “sweetheart now sit across my lap straddling me”.

While she got up, he got his big hard cock out. She spread her legs to climb on his lap and he pushed her skirt up and pulled her thong panties aside. He held her fleshy butt cheeks and pulled her more onto him. Sabitri herself positioned his cock at her love hole while she lowered herself on his lap.

As his cock entered the warm folds of her pussy, Deepak went wild kissing her. He undid all the rest of her shirt buttons and began mashing his face against her big tits while she began rocking her bottom on his big manhood.

This was the first time she was experiencing this position and she was thoroughly enjoying it. The next few minutes she rode him like a stallion riding a mare driving her towards the most intense of orgasms she had ever experienced.

She screamed “Aaaahhhhhh ... UUUUUUHHHHHHH! I’m cuuummmmmmingggg” loudly before hugging him and collapsing on him like a lifeless doll. Deepak hugged her tightly going wild kissing her neck and face while she came to her senses.

He got up carrying her and laid her down on the sofa. He went crazy pounding her because he was also so close to his own release and wanted to relish the experience of cumming inside her ... again ... Soon he erupted with the biggest load that his balls had ever released pumping her pussy full with his cum.

He collapsed on her while she hugged him like he was her lifeline. She kissed his face all over and said “thank you darling for making this one of my best experiences”. Deepak naughtily smiled and said “the night is still young darling and we have still not tried the nightwear I bought for you”.

Sabitri chuckled and said “Deepak I don’t think after today’s dressing up experience I will have any second thoughts about wearing anything you give me”. He quickly replied “very good Sabitri, so we have a deal then darling”?

She blushed and said “fine with me Deepak but don’t ever expect me to step out of my house ever wearing all this”. He said “yes I know your challenges so I will never push you to do that. But inside the house you have the right to enjoy yourself so don’t ever stop doing that”.

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