The Starving Housewife
Copyright© 2025 by SexyPreeti
Chapter 90
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 90 - 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
Dada was that perfect husband who was going to fill the void left behind by Kamal in every other way especially sex. Henceforth Kamal was going to permanently remain her lawfully wedded husband and an oblivious rubber stamp and nothing more.
She took a shower and opened Deepak’s package which Dada had delivered. Deepak had sent her lots more bra panty sets in every colour she could think off. She also found knee length frocks, skirts, shirts, sexy nighties and jeans. Deepak had surely sent her a lot more clothes this time.
She arranged everything in her wardrobe when she found one dress at the bottom. There was a note attached to the label. It read “darling wear this on your birthday which comes up next week. Sadly, I will not be there to celebrate it with you. But don’t worry, this dress is very decent and you will surely look very pretty. Also you can wear it without worrying about anyone”.
Sabitri’s eyes grew moist reading this note because since she completed school, no one had ever celebrated her birthday ... Leave alone remember it, and here was an outsider who found out about it, remembered it and had also sent her a birthday gift in advance to celebrate it.
The same outsider who was the first man besides her husband to fuck her out of her martial vows. The same outsider who opened her eyes to a world beyond her whimp of a husband who meant her entire world till then. Sabitri wore the hot pink frock with matching inners and stood in front of the mirror.
She felt really good and proud seeing herself looking so young and sexy like a girl just out of college. The neckline was deep but not obscenely deep for her to have any second thoughts about wearing this. This frock was slightly transparent to show the impression of her pink bra and panties underneath.
A generous amount of her cleavage was on display and Sabitri loved it imagining the effect it was going to have on all her lovers. There was only one way in which she could verify this effect. She picked up her phone and messaged Pruthvi.
She said “I am alone now and have left my back door open for you sweetheart. Don’t make me wait for too long”. She did minimal makeup and went and waited by the door. Pruthvi came stealthily within a few minutes of her message and himself locked the door after sneaking inside.
When he turned, he saw her standing behind the door. His jaw dropped looking at her and his eyes popped out of his sockets. Pruthvi said “wow my girlfriend is looking super hot and sexy today. If you were still single, then I would have proposed to you right away”.
Sabitri blushed heavily and playfully patted his cheek. She said “stop making fun of me sweetheart”. He quickly replied “no, I swear aunty darling, I mean it. I can call Akash if you still want a second opinion”.
She blushed and said “don’t even think about calling him. Just you alone tire me to no end. God only knows what will happen if you both visit me together”. Pruthvi winked at her and said “aunty I already know that he also visits you regularly just like me. So think again seriously, both of us will give you double the enjoyment. What do you say”?
Sabitri panicked and asked “did Akash tell you this”? He calmly replied “no aunty darling, I just made a calculated guess. Why else would he have sent me to help you knowing well that what was going to happen. I can clearly see that this was staged by both of you”.
Sabitri was stunned hearing this and she didn’t know what to say. She had dreaded that this might happen one day but never prepared how to deal with it. She maintained her composure and said “sweetheart I am going to bed now. Do you want to join or should I sleep alone”?
Pruthvi quickly lifted her in his arms and said “let’s go together aunty”. Sabitri screamed “lower me Pruthvi, I can walk by myself”. He romantically said “why should my girlfriend give unnecessary trouble to her feet when I am here”. He lowered her on the bed and lay besides her.
She asked “aren’t you being overly romantic today sweetheart”? He quickly replied “yes aunty I am because I am really in love with you”. Sabitri turned sideways lying on him resting her face on his chest. She said “sweerheart you know all this we are doing is very wrong and is a temporary thing”?
Pruthvi put his arms around her pulling her even more closer almost fully on him. He said “aunty darling, what I do with my mom is also wrong, a much bigger sin than what I do with you. And what makes you think that I will ever stop coming to you”?
She replied “well yes sweetheart, but in future you will get married and then you will be busy running after your wife all the time”. Pruthvi firmly said “aunty darling, wife or no wife, I will always find an excuse to come to you. Do you know that I stopped going to mom for a hand job ever since I met you”?
Sabitri was thrilled to hear this, she warmly said “sweetheart please for my sake, don’t stop that. Maybe your mom also derives some pleasure by doing it which she does not get from your dad”. Pruthvi raised her chin and asked “you really mean that aunty darling”?
She nodded yes before resting her face again on his chest. He ran his hands feeling up her entire back down to her buttocks. This sent a jolt of arousal coursing thru her. Pruthvi said “aunty darling do you think mom wants more”?
Sabitri looked up at him and quizzically asked “what does MORE mean sweetheart”? He replied “well aunty when mom is in a great mood, she asks us to suck her tits and enjoys it a lot too”. She replied “it is hard to say anything. Maybe next time you try doing a little more than just sucking her nipples and see how she responds”.
Pruthvi looked at her and said “aunty what does DOING LITTLE MORE mean”? She replied “well for starters you could suck her nipples and then kiss your way down to between her legs like you do with me”. He jubilantly kissed her lips and said “thank you so much aunty darling, I will surely try this tomorrow. Now shall we...”?
Sabitri teasingly said “when did I stop you sweetheart? Isn’t this why you are lying in my bed in the first place”? He innocently said “yes I know that aunty but I am not able to figure out how to take off your frock with you lying on the bed with me”.
Sabitri burst out laughing, she said “it is simple sweetheart, either you take it off yourself or you ask me to remove it”. She sat up on the bed and pulled her frock off. She unbuckled his pants and pulled them off too while he removed his shirt.
Sabitri lay next to him again still wearing her new bra and thong panties. Pruthvi looked at her and said “aunty darling this is not fair, your inners are still on while I am fully naked”. She teasingly said “that is for you to remove sweetheart”.
He reached out with trembling hands around her back but did not find the bra hooks. Sabitri said “focus sweetheart, the hooks are in front”. He quickly unhooked her bra and Sabitri removed it completely. Pruthvi pushed her down on the bed and went crazy kneading her big voluptuous tits and sucking her puffed nipples.
She was lost in sexual ecstacy because Pruthvi was sucking her nipples with uncontrolled frenzy as if he was expecting to drink her milk. She let him suck for as long as he wanted while she lay back enjoying it. Pruthvi went further down kissing his way till her panties.
He again looked up at her totally blank. Sabitri said “sweetheart you forgot an important pitstop before you get between my legs. If you want to go down on your mom, then first suck and kiss her navel just the way you did to my nipples”.
He got the cue and went mad licking and tongue fucking her navel trying to give it his best shot. Sabitri was already on cloud nine enjoying the pleasures her latest student was giving her making her moan incoherently and her body tremble. He stopped after a while and looked at her questioningly.
He grabbed the waistband of her panties and asked “aunty darling may I...”? She nodded yes and raised her hips to make it easier for him. Pruthvi pulled off her panties in one quick motion and sat between her legs. He held her thighs and separated them enough to bring her clean shaven glistening pussy in full view.
Pruthvi innocently asked “aunty is it normal for women to not have hair down here like we men do”? Sabitri chuckled at his innocence, she said “no sweetheart, even we women have hair down there. It is just that I prefer it clean shaven. Would you have liked the view if I was hairy down there”?
He shrugged his shoulders and said “no aunty darling, I think this looks much more beautiful and inviting”. Sabitri naughtily smiled and said “why don’t you show me with your mouth if it is just beautiful or something else too” followed by a wink.
He spread her thighs wider and began sniffing her entire pussy crack. He said “aunty darling for sure the aroma of your pussy is very intoxicating”. Sabitri placed a pillow under her butt raising her pussy higher. She said “this should be more comfortable for you now sweetheart”.
Pruthvi touched her pouting pussy lips feeling her overflowing wetness. He brought his fingers to his nose and closed his eyes while taking a deep breath. Sabitri giggled looking at his reaction, she softly said “you can taste it too if you feel like it”.
With his eyes still closed, he licked his trembling fingers one by one. He murmured “mmmmm this is really very tasty aunty darling. Why didn’t you tell me about this earlier”? She replied “There is always a time for everything and I am glad that you liked it”.
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