Hello Readers, My name is Madhavi Reddy, with sizes 36B,32 and 36. I am married to Ravi Reddy and living in Bangalore. This was the real incident, and let’s get into the story.
I finished my graduation, and during my studies, I had an affair with Sarath Reddy. Sarath took my virginity two months before my graduation. I have been connected with him since he used to cover my costs. He is quiet. Doesn’t cause any disturbances in public.
He possesses endurance and works up a sweat during our time in bed. He would have sex for 4 rounds. He made me stay with him all night long. Sarath kept the relationship confidential. Never revealed it to any of his pals. After two months, Sarath conveyed his decision to end things with me.
He wished to end things because he understood my thoughts flawlessly. He said I was selfish and interested in his wealth more than his affection. He was right. I attempted to manipulate him to get him to marry me, but he ended the relationship.
After that, I dated three men. On a personal level, I was disappointed with them. Later, I relocated to Bangalore. My workplace includes Telugu girls. Through their support, I came to know Ravi. He is tall. Never shows respect to others. He has a tendency to offer advice and displays arrogance.
He is the person in the group, yet nobody enjoys speaking with him. Since I required money for my costs, I began engaging with him. After a month, I accepted being his girlfriend since he covered my room rent and all other expenses.
One day, his intentions were clear, and he removed my clothes. He hugged me and started it well, but he left me disappointed on the bed. He is like, Empty vessels make more noise, and Ravi falls under that category. He completed the sex in less than 3 minutes and left me unsatisfied.
I did not want to hurt Ravi. I responded to him with moans as he fucked me to keep his ego intact, allowing me to grab his wallet. That year, Ravi’s parents contacted my parents about a marriage proposal. Ravi’s parents disapproved of us since we lacked any possessions.
The real issue was that no one wanted to marry Ravi due to his talkative nature. I am aware of his physio nature. I didn’t wish to marry him. However, I went ahead with the marriage because of his security. Sarath attended my wedding, which was unexpected. I didn’t inquire about him at the venue.
After we got married, Ravi displayed his foolishness toward me. He compelled me to wear low-cut dresses in public. He even brought me to his friend’s house dressed in attire. Once we got home, Ravi took off my dress and whispered filthy words on the bed before making love to me.
He said things like, “Madhavi, you handled 5 dicks today. That damn guy was staring at your throat, and they might believe you were hard, in the bathroom.” I noticed signs of cuckold behaviour in him. He compels me to reveal half of my breasts to another guy.
One day I went to the shopping mall wearing a cut dress with no bra. Ravi kept urging me to turn up the heat for some stranger. I performed some acts, such as leaning forward to grab my bag so he could glimpse my chest and brushing my shoulder against his. That individual came up to me in the parking lot.
He took my hand. However, Ravi struck him in that parking area. Afterwards, when we got home, Ravi made love to me with delight on his face. I was upset since there was no issue with the stranger. Gradually, he was causing me harm.
Ravi would leave hickeys on my neck and cleavage. Concealing those marks was difficult. He makes me go to the office without underwear, deliberately showing the hickeys to my coworkers. Once I reached home, he used to ask me, “How many dicks have you raised?” (Lanja munde, enta mandi modda lepavu.)
At first, I hesitated. Soon, I began a flirtatious chat with him as if 10 men were waiting behind me in the office. After a month, I got the opportunity to discuss Sarath. I learned that he is a family member of Ravi. They don’t communicate because Ravi dislikes him.
Ravi mentioned that he considers him to be of standing. Later, I understand that Sarath lives in Bangalore and his wife has gone for a delivery. That raises my physical needs as my body craves intimacy, and Ravi is not satisfying me in bed.
Slowly, I proposed to him to invite Sarath for lunch. He rejected my proposal. Gradually, I convinced him while on the bed, suggesting that inviting your enemy for lunch could show your quality of life and the amount of money you spend each day. Ravi asked him to join lunch over the weekend.
On that day, I was ready with a saree as Sarath loves traditional attire. But Ravi asked me to wear a Western dress, a one-piece dress without undergarments. I was surprised, but he forced me to wear it. It’s a deep neck and dress that ends at my thighs. I did not wear a bra and panties.
He wishes to display my physique to him. Sarath arrived home. Ravi did not welcome him and yelled, “A stray dog has come to our place seeking food.” Ravi behaved aggressively. Showed no respect towards him. Sarath was annoying Ravi with his rude comments, and that made Ravi angry.
Ravi is a short-tempered person, and I felt uncomfortable around them. I was upset with Ravi’s dirty language and moved out of the house to buy juice from the nearby shop. When I came back, they were both involved in a chess game.
Ravi was mocking him by saying, “You Street dog! I am smarter than you; you shouldn’t risk your money.”
Sarath, “Don’t take it personally! Should I win, then I’ll receive something from you. So, you agree to give me whatever I request?”
Ravi replied: Honesty runs deep in my veins, and I stand by my promises.
I had my doubts about it. Ravi took control. Spoke harshly to Sarath. Hearing language from Ravi was tough. For a moment, I thought I shouldn’t invite him to lunch. However, the situation shifted! Sarath is clever. He calmly completed the game. Ravi tossed the chessboard. Threw his iPhone.
I felt anxious. Had never witnessed Ravi behave that way before. He was shouting every word, but Sarath quietly extended his hand to me. He grasped my hand. Guided me close to Ravi. He told Ravi, “You’ve lost, and Madhavi belongs to me.” I didn’t grasp his meaning. Stared into Ravi’s eyes.
Sarath told me, “If Ravi wins the game, then I pay 5 Lakhs to him; if I win, then you should fuck with me. It was a gentleman’s deal between us.” I was happy to hear the news. But I stayed calm and did not show any happy expression on my face. Ravi wouldn’t be happy to see my joyful expression.
Sarath wrapped his hand around my neck. Drew me close, pressing his lips to mine. He nibbled on my lips. Held me tightly right in front of my husband. I felt joy. Concealed my emotions due to my husband’s actions. It’s tough to control my happiness on my face, but I managed to change my expression to be sad.
I wanted to be a cheap slut for him today, and he stared at my boobs, slipped his hand beneath my chest, and squeezed my boobs in front of my husband. With another hand, he placed it on my pussy. He began to press against my pussy over my dress, and at the same time, he was squeezing my nipple.
His rough handling raised my blood pressure. He was making it hard for me to control my facial expressions filled with sorrow. Uff! I began trembling in front of my husband. Sarath lifted my hands. Took off my deep-necked one-piece dress. I was without any clothes with two men. That thrilled me.
Sarath instantly embraced me. Pressed a kiss on my forehead. He bit my nipple right in front of my husband. This time, I moaned but pretended to cry because Ravi doesn’t like me to be intimate with anyone. I shed tears and feigned unhappiness while naked.
Sarath slapped my butt. Led me to the bedroom. Ravi remained in the living room. I whispered to Sarath to lock the door. Sarath shut the door. I felt content. The release was significant for me, so I embraced him. I took off his shirt. Started a lip kiss with him. Continued kissing him.
Our kiss grew intense. Our tongues intertwined. While kissing, I moved my hands from his cheeks to his waist and then removed his belt and jeans button. I moved my hand inside his boxer and touched his erect dick, and he broke the kiss. I pushed him on the bed and removed his pants and underwear.
Huh! My eyes were on his thick dick. It’s erected and tempting. I kissed his forehead and requested him to fuck me. “Ravi is not making me happy on the bed.” (Dengara babu. Nenu baga dengu)
Sarath pulled me onto the bed. Embraced me. My breasts pressed against his chest, and once more we began kissing. We paused the kiss, then he lowered himself. Bit my nipples firmly and was sucking my boobs one after another.
I was moaning.
He was sucking and eating my boobs like a lollipop, and I was unable to control my moans. My brown color boobs turned red. My nipples stood up. Then he shifted downward. Bit my waist, but I shoved him away and opened my legs further. He understood my intentions.
He said, “You are a filthy whore.” I answered him, “Yes, I am your whore. Please make my pussy happy. Eat it. Don’t hold back on me.” (Nenu Lanja na baaga dengu). Sarath told me that he wants to fuck me in front of my husband.
I replied, “First fuck me. Then fuck me in front of that bastard. Fuck me hard before his eyes. Teach him a lesson.”
Then I guided his head to my pussy. He traced his tongue across it. Oh! Ahh, aww damn, he really knows how to pleasure a woman with his mouth. Uff! He pushed the tongue inside my pussy, and soon my fingers ran over his head, caressing it.
I spread my legs wider so he could suck my pussy while I caressed his head. I was moaning heavily like, You bastard makes me your whore, please fuck me, make me happy. But he calmly slid his middle finger inside my wet pussy. I gasped deeply as he pushed his middle finger deep into my pussy.
I raised my legs and came intensely. His middle finger rushed deeply into my pussy, making me moan loudly. Fuck! I leaked. But he was licking my pussy, turning me into his slut. I was begging him to fuck me like, “Sarath fuck me! Fuck me, please fuck me.”
He kept on with the foreplay and wet my pussy. His middle finger penetrated deeply, causing me to moan loudly. He silently took pleasure in my state, fondling my desperate, wet pussy. I drew him closer. Pressed my lips to his. I then explored his body, kissing his cheeks, lips, chin, and finally his nipple.
I bit down on his chest nipple. Began to suck it. I bit firmly. He adored it. His provocative words were turning me on. I did not give up and lived up to the task. I did not disappoint him and took his dick fully in my throat for a long time. I was rolling my tongue and making him wild.
As expected, he cum inside my mouth after some time, and I happily swallowed every inch of his warm cum. I was expecting him to fuck me, but he placed me in 69. Fuck! He is making me wait for final action. He started to lick my pussy like a wild animal, and I took his dick inside my throat.
Soon, he moved his tongue inside my pussy and rolled up and down on the bed. I was wild, clasping his dick and grinding it against my pussy. Finally, he stopped, and I shifted into a woman-on-top position like a slut. Sarath helped me shove his dick fully inside my pussy.
Uff! I gazed into his eyes while riding him. Sarath was thrusting with timing, and we moved in flawless harmony. I felt a sense of dominance in the position. It was an awesome feeling that I can’t explain in words, and I experienced sexual pleasure for the first time in nearly 7 years.
My boobs bounced, moved up and down. My brown nipples stood firm. I bent forward, gesturing for him to bite my brown nipples. Immediately took my brown boobs into his mouth. I was tugging his hair while riding him. After a while, he ceased thrusting. He shifted me into the missionary position.
Before he penetrated me, he ejaculated huge cum onto my face and boobs. My legs were raised in the air, and again, my boobs bounced with each movement. I was drenched in sweat from the Bangalore climate. Eventually, my legs began to ache from holding positions at 45 and 135 degrees for a period.
His dick penetrated deeply with each stroke, delivering both discomfort and delight. Later, he fucked me in doggy style for 15 minutes, and then we both cuddled each other.
We had a quick 15 minutes of nap, and then he opened the door. I was fully satisfied, and he agreed to meet secretly to satisfy my lust. We both exchanged our numbers, too.
He opened the door, yet he wasn’t wearing the dress. His dick was erect more, and he led me to the living room without any clothing, where Ravi was. He positioned me in a doggy style, in front of Ravi. I left with no energy. I was looking dirty, like messy hair, a bruise on my lips, and dried cum on my face.
A Hickey around my neck and red marks on my boobs. He held my 36-inch buttocks in front of Ravi. I was requesting him not to do it in front of my hubby, but he squeezed my ass cheeks firmly. I gazed into Ravi’s eyes, and interestingly, Ravi’s dick was erect.
Sarath was pulling my hair and slapping my ass cheeks without any mercy. But Ravi appeared to be enjoying, and his dick was erect to the highest point over the trousers. Ravi was certain he was deriving pleasure from being the cuckold. Sarath was pounding my ass deeply and harder while spanking me.
I was crying out, “Please, please stop. I can’t endure this.” Sarath pushed his dick inside my asshole. Ravi was watching the show without blinking. Sarath licked my butt hole and pushed his dick in my ass. It was not easy, but I was excited as Ravi was watching it with an erect dick.
Sarath managed to push his dick in my ass and started the powerful thrusts in front of my Hubby. My Hubby was watching real sex like an adventure movie, and that makes me excited. Sarath fucked my ass for 10 minutes and left the home.
I was lying on the floor when Ravi approached me and embraced me. He then led me to the bedroom. Apologised for his foolish behaviour. Those heartfelt conversations between us, which eventually resulted in wild sex. He made love to me in the missionary position three times, lasting 15 minutes.
It was out of the syllabus for me, and that caught me off guard. That day, my husband made love to me for the whole night and drilled my pussy 5 times. Since that event, I have never witnessed any disrespect or attitude toward money from Hubby.
Also, he did not insist that I wear revealing clothes outside. However, he did not approve of the threesome with Sarath. But I bypass Ravi and fuck with Sarath Reddy even though my hubby satisfies me. I fucked with Sarath and Ravi without protection for a month, and eventually I became pregnant.
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