The Starving Housewife
Copyright© 2025 by SexyPreeti
Chapter 89
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 89 - 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 a golden opportunity which she was definitely not going to go waste. She quickly thought on her toes and said “okay Dada darling here is what I have in mind and you are not going to say no. From today you will come straight to my house after work and leave after having dinner with all of us. Okay”?
Dada looked at her quizzically and said “baby this will only mean more work for you and I don’t like that”. Sabitri said “Dada please understand Sushil also comes home at 5.30pm from school and then goes out to play with his friends. Then Kamal comes home between 8-9pm for dinner and Sushil mostly returns with him. So we have a good amount of time together taking care of each other’s loneliness”.
Dada said “baby your plan is very tempting, but won’t Kamal get suspicious if I suddenly start spending more time at your place like this”? Sabitri calmly replied “Dada you have spent so many days and nights here at my place, did he ever suspect anything? Just trust me and behave normally when he is around and everything will be fine”.
She pulled him to his feet and took him to her bathroom to clean. She asked “I hope you still have time for lunch Dada darling”? He replied “well baby the time is less but I think I can manage something”. Sabitri smiled and rushed to the kitchen to prepare food while Dada wore his clothes.
He came and stood at the kitchen entrance watching Sabitri prepare lunch while being fully naked. He said “baby I have never seen anyone work in the kitchen naked like you are doing now”. Sabitri playfully replied “Dada I find it more comfortable to work in the house naked especially when I am alone”.
Dada teasingly said “but you are not alone today baby”. She seductively replied “Dada what do I have left to hide from you, now that I am like your wife”. He hugged her from behind and kissed the length of her neck and both cheeks. He proudly said “baby you are MY WIFE ... not LIKE my wife”.
His words felt like music to her ears because she felt the same about him. She felt his big hard manhood pushing hard against her fleshy buttocks and felt good to see him hard again so quickly. She seductively said “looks like my darling hubby is hard again ... what do you have in mind Dada darling”?
He playfully replied “well that is purely upto what my darling baby wants”. Sabitri was desperate to feel his big monster cock throbbing inside her holes, so she teasingly said “I have so many things in mind for you Dada, but it is you who is pressed for time”. Dada asked “how much time do you need baby”?
She quickly said “Dada that purely depends on how long you will take if you had a chance”. He released his grip on her and reached out to his phone. Just then Sabitri’s phone rang. She went to the living room to get it. It was Pruthvi, He excitedly said “ohh my darling aunty, I am missing you loads”.
She said “I am missing you too but sorry sweetheart, I have guests for lunch today, give me sometime and I will call or message you after they leave” and hung up. She returned to the kitchen where Dada hugged her tightly brimming with excitement.
He said “baby I told my boss that I have a flat tire so I will be late. So now we have a little extra time”. Sabitri excitedly replied “thank you so much Dada, please give me five minutes to fix lunch, then you can show me what you have in mind”.
She got back to her cooking while Dada joined her to make it faster. After lunch was ready, she turned to him and teasingly asked “Dada do you want to have lunch first or the desert”? He quickly replied “baby you already had my desert. So I am curious to have your desert first”.
Sabitri seductively replied “Dada let’s move to the dining table so I can serve you both”. She served the food at the table and turned to him. She was about to undo his trousers when Dada held her hands. She held his monstrous cock from over his pants and looked teasingly in his eyes.
Dada said “this can wait for later baby, I cannot”. He pulled her to her feet and lifted her by her buttocks and seated her on the dining table. Sabitri was eagerly expecting him to fuck her with his monster cock her now. Instead Dada pushed her back making her lie on the dining table.
He spread her legs and raised her knees to her chest and Sabitri was quick to grab her under knees. Dada pulled a chair and sat between her legs and gave a long lick from her butt hole till her overly sensitive engorged clit.
The awesome feeling of his rough tongue against her soft pussy lips made her close her eyes and scream “Aaaahhhhhh ... Dadaaaa ... whaaat areee yooou doingggg...”? He came up and quickly kissed her lips making Sabitri taste her own juices off his lips.
He excitedly said “baby I was just tasting my desert. I must say that you are the first woman I have tasted and you are really very tasty down there”. Sabitri gave a naughty smile because having her pussy eaten was one of her favorites things in sex.
Dada went back to slurping on her pussy and slowly pushed one finger inside. The feeling of his tongue playing with her clit while his finger did the duties in her pussy made her moan out loud Aaaahhhhhh ... Dada took this as an encouraging sign and began going to and fro slowly with his finger while he continued to excite her clit with his tongue.
All if not most of her lovers had eaten her pussy, but no one had made her feel so good. Each time Dada’s finger pulled out from her pussy, she instinctively raised her hips more towards it while her pussy also leaked some more juice. Her next orgasm was rapidly building making her body tremble even more.
Dada now pushed two fingers inside her while slurping on her juices and nibbling her engorged pulsating clit. He sensed that she was getting close so he gradually increased the speed with which he was fingering her. Within seconds Sabitri was moaning wantonly and her body shaking like she was being electrocuted.
She let go of her knees and placed her hands behind his head pushing his face harder against her pussy. By now Dada’s fingers was going full speed pistoning in her pussy. In the heat of the moment they slipped out of her pussy and one finger entered her butt hole and pussy same time.
Sabitri let out a loud “Aaaahhhhhh ... UUUUUUHHHHHHH! I’m cuuummmmmmingggg...” before her body convulsed violently with her impending orgasm. This intense orgasm made her push his face hard against her pussy and clamp her thighs around his face locking him in place.
Dada was quick to pull his fingers out and plant his mouth on her pussy while her juices gushed out with full force. When she finally stopped shaking and relaxed her grip around his face, Dada pushed his tongue inside her pussy wanting to relish her juices till the last drop.
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