I am happily married to my husband and living with him. I love him fiercely and our marriage has been fulfilling. However, lately, I have had this strange sensation when older men look at my body in a certain way. It’s unsettling.
A few days later, my husband’s uncle Pratap arrived from the village to stay with us. He was a tall, muscular man with a rugged look on his face. As soon as I saw him, my heart skipped a beat. I felt a rush of adrenaline in my body, and my palms started to sweat. I tried to ignore these feelings, but they only grew stronger with each passing day.
One evening, my husband had to go out of town for a business meeting, leaving me alone with his uncle. We had dinner together, and as we were cleaning up, Pratap brushed past me, his hand lingering on my waist. It was a subtle touch, but it sent a shiver down my spine.
As we settled down in the living room, Pratap poured us both a glass of wine. We talked for a while, and then he leaned in closer to me, his breath hot on my neck. “You know,” he said, “I couldn’t help but notice how beautiful you are.”
My heart was racing as my husband’s uncle took my hand and made me hold his manhood as he unbuttoned my blouse. I was shocked at first, but then I felt a jolt of excitement run through my body! I had never done anything like this before, but the way Pratap was looking at me made me feel wanted and desired in a way that my husband never had.
As we kissed, his hands explored my body, sending shivers down my spine. I could feel his hardness against my thigh, and it only made me want him more. We moved to the couch, and he pushed me back, removing my clothes as he went.
I was nervous at first, but as he began to explore my body with his mouth, all of my worries melted away. He knew exactly how to touch me in all the right places, and I could feel myself getting wetter by the second.
My body was shaking at first, but as my husband’s old uncle began to lightly nibble on my earlobe, I could feel myself start to relax. All of my worries melted away when he pushed his thick tongue deeply into my mouth; my breathing slowed and became deep moans for him to feast on. He knew exactly how to touch me in all the right places, and I could feel myself getting wetter by the second.
I pulled him closer, feeling a primal urge building up inside of me. The mixture of heat, sweat and desire was intoxicating, and I pushed it all aside to give in to this moment. Our bodies moved together in perfect harmony; our movements practiced as if we had been doing this as long as time itself existed.
I bit my lip as I felt my husband’s uncle’s thick manhood press against the walls of my most delicate area. With each inch that he invaded, a pleasurable pain coursed through my body, and I released a pleasure-filled moan that echoed in the still air around us.
He moved in and out of me, faster and faster until I could feel myself reaching the edge of an orgasm. I screamed out his name, my body shaking uncontrollably as I experienced an orgasm so powerful that I could feel it from head to toe.
My breathing was still heavy as he held me tightly against him, both of us still trying to recover from the intensity of the moment. I knew that this was something I would never forget, and I was grateful for the chance to experience a love so pure and passionate. He held his hard dick out for me to see as he continued to shoot cum over my belly and breast.
I smiled, knowing that this was just the beginning of many more nights filled with passion and pleasure. I kissed him gently as he pulled me closer, and we fell into a deep sleep, ready to take on the world in the morning.
We were lost in our own thoughts, each dwelling on a different world. Suddenly, the silence was broken by a knock at the door! My heart skipped a beat as I glanced over to my husband’s face, and then back to the door. Fear and excitement began to swell within me.
After dinner, hubby’s lust took over in bed and my tired body from earlier adventure was not able to refuse. His hands moved up and down my body exploring every inch, as his lips trailed down my neck. I felt myself becoming aroused, my heart racing faster as he continued to caress me. Suddenly, his fingers found their way inside me, and I gasped in surprise.
He began to thrust his fingers in and out of me, pushing me closer and closer to the edge of pleasure. The sensations were overwhelming, and before I knew it I was screaming out in pleasure. My husband smiled, happy that he had been able to bring me such intense pleasure. And that was when I saw my husband’s uncle Pratap watching us from the crack of the door. Rohan could not see him. As he watched us jerking smiling
Pratap quietly closed the door, leaving me feeling confused and embarrassed. That night, I felt closer to my husband than ever before, but a part of me was still reeling from the shock of being watched by another man.
Although Pratap had left without a word, I knew he had seen enough to understand the passion that had filled the room.
The next morning was usual as we were having our breakfast and Rohan my husband was about to leave for the office. As Rohan was getting ready in the bedroom, Pratap came into the kitchen and grabbed me from behind.