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Sectrets of an Indian Wife: 2


A DISAPPOINTING MORNING:


'Spread your legs wide' says an unknown voice. Kavya spreads her legs and an unknown hand starts running its wet finger from Kavya's ankles slowly up to her thighs and keeps circling on her thighs. 'Do you want to suck it?' asks the voice. Kavya suddenly takes the finger into her mouth and starts moaning loud while touching herself. The moans keep growing louder and louder.



BEEEP...BEEP...6:00 AM. The alarm rings loud enough to wake up the whole apartment.



Kavya sits up from her bed in a flash and turns off the alarm. She thought it was all real. She stretches her arms into the air yawning and sees her sleeping husband. Manoj is still snoring and sleeping turned to the opposite side. She feels a wet patch under the night gown, so she runs her hand down her legs only to find the wet patch on her vagina. The dream made her wet. Kavya sees the sleeping husband and starts rubbing on the wet patch slowly in circles. The vagina starts oozing more liquid making her night gown have a 5cm wide patch.



Having no kids, Kavya knows she doesn't have to rush any chores until Manoj wakes up and starts getting ready for office. She slides back into her bed and covers herself again with the blanket slowly to not wake up Manoj. Under the blanket, she starts sliding up her night gown until her waist and starts rubbing her thighs massaging them with both hands. A slight moan escapes her mouth. She quickly looks at Manoj to see if he woke up and continues massaging her inner thighs. She moves her left hand slowly to her left boob and starts pinching the nipple feeling the pain. As she never fingered herself with her own fingers, she hesitated to do it. But unable to control herself, she rubs her vagina in slow circles while pinching both her nipples. But she isn't satisfied. She wants something to penetrate her soon.



Kavya gets an idea so that she can wake up Manoj making love to him directly. She flips Manoj making him lie down straight to the ceiling. Manoj still snoring, turns easily and continues to sleep. Kavya takes his right hand and moves herself closer to him sharing the same pillow. She then starts to rub his fingers on her vagina and penetrates one finger into herself. Manoj wakes up in a jolt and sees Kavya. She lets out a shy smile.



'What's so special for my hot wife this early morning?' Manoj says turning towards her.



'Make love to me' Kavya says putting a blank expression.



Manoj is perplexed from the monotonous reply and starts kissing her lips. Both of them turn to their sides facing each other and Manoj pulls Kavya closer placing her thighs on this stomach. Manoj starts kissing all over Kavya's face making her more horny. She slides down her hand into Manoj's pants and starts massaging his balls. Manoj lets out a small moan that excites Kavya. She starts cupping them more hardly making his penis stand erect. Manoj takes of her night gown and stares at her firm boobs that already have wet patches on nipples. He takes one into his mouth and starts sucking like a baby. Kavya hungs back her head and pulls Manoj closer into her cleavage holding his hair. Manoj starts sucking both her boobs one after the other while Kavya undoes his pants. She takes her thumb finger into her mouth making it wet and starts rubbing her thumb on the penis tip pressing it hard.



Manoj suddenly pushes her away and turns her towards his legs and hugs her tight again going into 69. The smell and sight of her wet Vagina made him mad. Kavya is facing her husband's erect penis now and starts sucking it slow massaging his butt. Manoj puts his face in between her legs and starts sucking on her clitoris making Kavya stop sucking and rest on Manoj's thighs. Manoj slows down and pushes Kavya's face into his penis signalling her to suck it. Kavya understands and starts licking his penis up and down from the balls to the tip. Both of them let out load moans as they pleasure each other.



'Put your finger inside, fast' whispers Kavya.



Manoj listens and starts rubbing her vagina with his finger making Kavya more horny and wild on his penis. She starts sucking it deep until it hits her throat and keeps repeating it slowly. Manoj then rubs both his fingers, one on Vagina and one on her anus slowly pushing his fingers through both. Soon, his fingers go deep inside both her holes and he starts pushing them back and forth in a rotating motion. Kavya is rolling her eyes out stroking his penis fast as she stopped sucking him to enjoy the pleasure sensations. Manoj starts increasing the speed on both fingers touching her G spot and rubbing it repeatedly. Kavya is reaching a small climax and is starting to let out repeated moans.



She wants to climax her husband also, so she sucks her finger and finds his G Spot under his balls starts rubbing on it circular while stroking his penis. Manoj increases the fingering speed as he too is nearing the climax. Kavya starts pressing on his G spot under the balls while stroking very hard hitting his thighs. Before Kavya releases her climax, Manoj starts spurting his cum all over Kavya's face and shoulders. Once he reaches his climax, he slows down the fingering thinking Kavya climaxed too. Kavya suddenly feels her heat going down as Manoj stops fingering and her orgasm is still stuck in the middle. Manoj licks her vagina one last time and looks at the clock hitting 7AM already, he pulls Kavya again back into his pillow and wipes her face with a towel and kisses her.



Kavya's face turns red from the disappointing orgasm but she still smiles and asks him to go get ready. Manoj kisses her forehead and leaves to the washroom. Kavya sits alone in bed rubbing on her vagina slowly which is aching and shivering as soon as she touches. She wanted to bring her vegetables to bed and have a fuck fest right there to satisfy her urges. But she has to start doing chores as Manoj leaves for office in a hour. She still loves her husband and thinks of giving him a much bigger surprise today than yesterday at his noon break. Lost in thoughts, she wears her night gown, does the bed and blankets and goes into kitchen to start cooking. A message from Kamesh vibrates in her phone, 'Good Morning Ma'm'., along with a forwarded photo of a Sun and a poem. Kavya is already in a bad mood and doesn't respond back.



She quickly freshens up, puts her phone to a charge and starts cooking. She loves cooking and it makes her happy. As soon as she gets to kitchen, her mood improves. She thinks that she can always pleasure herself in the afternoon while she is alone, why blame the poor husband. She kisses her mangalsutra and makes a tasty Poha for her husband. Manoj gets ready wearing a Plain blue shirt, tucked into a grey formal pant, looking as handsome as they first married. Kavya quickly hugs her husband planting him with kisses and serves him breakfast. She packs his lunch and puts a sad face while Manoj is leaving just to tease him. Manoj pulls her closer into embrace and tells her he will be back home soon today. Kavya winks saying, no need, i'll send your gift today afternoon itself to your office. Manoj smiles wider and starts teasing her as she pushes him outside. Manoj gets into his office cab and leaves as Kavya waves her goodbyes from the balcony.



She goes inside her bedroom to pick up another western dress for the afternoon photoshoot. She finds a transparent white top that needs to be worn with a Sphagetti inside and an old pair of mid thigh shorts his husband bought for her long time ago. She places them both on herself checking in the mirror and gets satisfied. She then picks up her broom starting to sweep her house while her WhatsApp vibrates continuously. Messages from Kamesh, 'Hi Ma'm', 'What happened, anything wrong', I'm sorry if i disturbed you', 'You are a very beautiful goddess' 'Please reply or block me'. Kavya lost in chores doesn't check her messages getting excited for the afternoon photoshoot.



SORRY, WRONG MESSAGE!



'Hi Manu' sends Kavya with a Love emoticon cleaning the kitchen table. She finished her morning chores and her sessions end with cleaning up the kitchen at last. It's 12.30 in the afternoon and Manoj gets a break within 1 hour. Kavya's anticipation is hitting new heights. She finishes cleaning the kitchen and sits under the fan in hall to cool off her body. To pass time, she switches ON the TV and puts a Serial but her eyes keep turning towards the clock to hit 1 o clock. Manoj usually replies until then, but there was no response that day. Kavya wanted to call him directly but thought of waiting till the lunch break. She started to feel bored soon and thought of an idea. She wanted to tempt Manoj even before the sexting starts by sending a sweaty selfie in night gown. She opens her camera and clicks an overhead selfie pouting her face. Drops of sweats visible on her neck and on the night gown as wet patches in between her cleavage. She goes to WhatsApp and sends it to the most recent chat without checking the number.



'Clink' The blue seen tick mark immediately appear and Kavya checks the name. 'AREEYYYYYY...PCCHHHH' she screams and quickly deletes the pic she sent to 'Kamesh Mobile'. Kavya regrets her mistake and deletes the photo altogether from gallery without sending it to Manoj. She can't let that pic leak to anybody as she moved new into their home. Her hands started to shiver waiting for the reply from Kamesh. Kamesh was quick to reply and bank on the occassion.



'That was beautiful'. Did you send it by accident ma'm?



Kavya is surprised from the reply as she expected him to say something slutty.



'Yes. Please delete it. It was intended for my husband'.



'Sure ma'm. I already deleted it. Why would i keep it if you didn't send to me directly.'



'How can i trust you?' Kavya replies back with a angry emoji.



'Believe me ma'm. I wouldn't lie to a beautiful woman like you. Check my gallery'.



Kamesh sends a screenshot of his 'WhatsApp images' folder and the recent pic is of a new Samsung mobile. Kamesh keeps sending more screenshots of his WhatsApp images and Kavya says its ok and stop. She scrolls through all screenshots and finds photos of Kamesh's family, vacation. She scrolls one more pic and finds a lot of photos of DSLRs and Lighting setups similar to a photo studio. Kavya always wanted to click pictures with a DSLR but her husband instead bought the new 40 Inch LED TV instead of a DSLR. She suppressed her desire for another new furniture but her photoshoot fetish was always strong with DSLR. She quickly replies back,



'Hi Kamesh. Do you own a DSLR'



'Yes ma'm. I also have a passion of photography but started to run this mobile shop for money. I'm setting up a new photo studio beside our mobile store. We bought a lot of new equipment with high quality DSLR cameras'.



'That's great. Did you do any professional photography?'



'Yes ma'm. I was a wildlife photographer and also worked as a portrait photographer for a few years.' He starts to send various photos of birds and animals he shot on his DSLR while on vacations. Kavya sends an 'impressed thumbs up' emoticon in return.



'Kamesh ji, What is portrait photography?'



'Oh, its photography for only people. Like models and actors.'



'Actors!! What actors did you do photoshoot with?'



'Not big actors ma'm. Many young boys and girls make their own photoshoots and submit them to studios. We help them build their portfolio by shooting them their body'.



'Did you photoshoot any girls?'



'Yes ma'm. I did photoshoot of a young woman in her early 20s. To be honest, she looks like you. But you are much beautiful.'



'Don't bluff now Kamesh. Do you have the photoshoot with you?'



'Yes, but I don't think I can show you?'



'Why not?'



'It's a model portfolio shoot. She wears a lot of western and skimpy dresses that show her skin. You don't want to see those types of photos.'



'Oh please now Kamesh, i'm also a woman. What is wrong with seeing another one. Please send a few pics if you don't mind.'



'Don't say like that. It's my pleasure to share my work with you. But please don't scold me if you find them vulgar.'



Kamesh sends one photo at first that shows a wheat skinned girl, wearing a blue ripped jeans and a red tank top standing on her heels. Kamesh asks if she wants to see more and Kavya replies 'Yes'. He sends another 3 photos... where the girl has unbuttoned her 3 shirt buttons from the bottom. She tied the Shirt ends into a knot and placed it tight above her stomach exposing her buttery navel. In the second pic, the girl puts an orgasmic expression with her hands behind her hand spreading legs while standing. In the third pic, the girl unbuttoned one more button from the top leaving only two buttons. She squatted down on her heels placing her hands on hips while revealing her naked shoulder with a black laced bra. Kavya's enthusiasm peaks as she sees these photos. She always wanted to look that posh and do photoshoots like them with her husband.



'Do you want to see the full photoshoot?' Kamesh responds with a wink.



Kavya checks the time and it's already 01:10 pm. No sign of message or response from Manoj. Kavya gets worried at this point and she calls Manoj directly.



'Hi Manu. What happened...No replies...No calls...are you ok?'



'Yeah baby. Our lunch was cancelled today as we had an urgent meeting. We are having our lunch inside the meeting. Looks like I won't have a break today. Sorry.'



'So you can't reply now?' Kavya sends a sad smiley.



'I'm sorry. Just this one day. I'll reach home soon. Go out for some time if you feel bored in home. Sorry Kavs ;* '



Kavya sighs and sends back a kissing emoji. She sends another one but Manoj doesn't see it. Kavya returns back to Kamesh's chat and sees at the last message.



'Yes. Send me all photos' Kavya responds.



'But ma'm. Why are you so interested in all this. Do you like Photoshoots?'



'I don't know. I like dressing up and getting clicked. I've never done a photoshoot.'



'You should do then. You have both a beautiful body and face.' Kamesh attaches a pic of the photoshoot girl undressing her pant button.



'Thanks' Kavya sends a red shy face smiley.



'Don't you click photos in your home then? Anyone can do a photoshoot anywhere' Kamesh sends a pic of the girl opening all her shirt buttons to show large round boobs wrapped inside a tight laced bra.



'No. I only take selfies but I don't even look good in them. They won't come that good' Kavya sends a crying emoji. She replies back to the pic with a fire symbol emoji.



'There are certain tricks while taking photos. If we use them, the photo automatically looks professional.' Kamesh sends a pic of the girl in laced bra holding her hands behind her head. She is seated on a small football squatting her legs wide.



'What tricks' Kavya responds.



'Can you send me the photo you sent me before some time. I noticed some error in that pic but didn't want to tell you then.'



'I don't know Kamesh ji...only my husband sees my photos. What if someone else sees my selfies.'



'Don't worry ma'm. i'll delete them afterwards and send you screenshots after wards. I've done other photoshoots of girls. You can trust me.' Kamesh sends the pic of girl undoing her bra strap while covering her bossom. Kavya starts to think positive after seeing the semi nude photo of a woman. If other models are giving away their poses with trust, there is no harm in showing him the photos.



'Okay. What pic do you want?' Kavya responds back with a nerdy girl emoji.



'Send me the selfie you sent me before. And also Do you want to see more of the girl's photoshoot or are we trying it'



Kavya knows that she is crossing the first boundary which means she'll repeatedly get the craving to break the same boundary again and again. But she wanted to feel like the girl in that photoshoot - bold, beautiful and enchanting and she is going to take risks to learn the art of seduction. With closed eyes and trembling hands, she opens the gallery and clicks send.



'Photo. No, don't send now. Send all her photos once we finish talking.'



'Wow, didn't get to see the pic for longer time before. But honestly, you are looking like an ellora statue with those sexy nose and sharp face cut of yours. There is a lot we can do with that face.' Kamesh sends with a wink.



'Like what.'



'The lighting in this selfie is coming from far away. You need to move closer to bright light and face towards it to get a nice photo. Go to your hall window and click in the same pose from top'.



'OK'



'Photo. Is this looking good' Kavya sends a photo of her standing near the window and sending an overtop selfie making a pout face. Her cleavage covered up under the neckline of her night gown. She immediately lowers her night gown to reveal a little cleavage and clicks another photo.



'Photo. How is this Kamesh Ji'.



Kamesh's balls dropped into ground looking at the tiny cleavage show from Kavya. He quickly understands the type of woman Kavya is, and decides to tease her to her maximum limit. He starts replying in a professional tone.



'No...it's looking good. But it's not looking like a professional shoot. Place the camera in Window grill and stand infront of it putting a timer. Take a photo until your knees.;



Kavya proceeds to do the same clicking her photo till her knees.



'Now put your hands behind your head.'



Kavya felt shy as she had a dark armpit sweat patch but she was already turned on by the photoshoot drama. She slowly lifts her hands up and places them behind her head making sure her sweat patches are visible. Kamesh sends a Love eyes smiley and puts a thumbs up.



'Now, turn sideways and put one hand behind head and one hand on your waist.'



'PHOTO.'



'Good. Now turn back put both your hands on waist.'



'PHOTO'.



'Nice. Now place your hands on your butt.' Kamesh sends a wink and hungry smiley. Kavya thinks for a second to do this or not but decides to go for it. She slowly slides down her hands onto her butt and gropes it firm. The timer clicks the photo at the right time.



'PHOTO.'



'Wow. You are the indeed the best looking model. Straight out of a honeypot. Now slide your nighty down your shoulder.'



'Kamesh Jiiii' Kavya responds back with 10 angry smilies. Kamesh realises he pushed too far and starts apologizing. Kavya knows that she is teasing him.



'Don't ever ask such vulgar requests. Clicking with dress is one thing. Doing skin show is another. I am not clicking that pose.'



Kamesh sends Sorry again and asks her for another pose. Kavya checks the time and it's already 4 PM. Today's chat with Manoj and mid afternoon masturbation are missed, but she found a new silly fetish she could indulge in. She wants to go out but remembers there is no vegetable market today. As Manoj gets back home by 6pm-7pm, Kavya wants to prepare a special dinner for Manoj. She wantedly skipped her masturbation so she can indulge in dirty sex with Manoj tonight.



'Please delete all the photos and send screenshots. Also don't message me in the evenings, I'll message you if i'm free.' Kavya sends a last message to Kamesh and he responds back with screenshots. Kavya knows that the bastard will save them somewhere and lie to her, but it is for her own perception of getting clean. Even though Kavya started to build these unpopular fetishes, she never doubted her sexuality and trusted her raw instinct. This is a woman who will prefer fucking to cooking any day. Kavya knows that but she loves her husband more than her vagina. But soon, does she know the maze her greedy vagina laid out to satisfy itself.



Kavya proceeds to the kitchen and takes out a bowl of paneer from the fridge. The smooth rubbery texture of paneer reminded her of Manoj's testicles and she crushes one into pieces while getting lost in thought about stroking a penis so hard it bleeds. She quickly gets out from those thoughts and starts cooking. She deletes all chats from her phone and puts it safely where Manoj can't see on a casual glance. 

anoj leaving the office for home doesn't have a slight idea of the Dominica that's waiting for him with a raging desire for dirty fetish sex.


HIDDEN FETISHES EXPLORED


'Manoj' your are early!!' Kavya hugs her husband in excitement even before he enters the door.



'Told you, i will be'. Manoj kisses her back taking her inside holding her waist.



'How was the office today?' Kavya asks handling him a glass of water.



'Like everyday. But i'm sorry...i couldn't talk to you in the afternoon. What did you do by the way?' Manoj crashes on the sofa and takes the glass of water.



'Nothing...watered my plants...watched TV...slept for a while...' Kavya starts to look around in the room telling that.



'Really...your expression tells something else.'



'Manoj...i did something...I did something in the afternoon...'



'Whattt! tell...don't kill me with suspense.'



'I masturbated' Kavya lowers her head. Even though she did other things...Kavya didn't want to tell them to his beloved husband. But she quickly wanted to divert the topic towards sex...so she started to fake innocent sluttiness to get her husband into bed fast.



'Hahaha...really. So my training really worked it seems' Manoj laughs out loud pulling Kavya closer in the couch.



'What's there to laugh...i felt shameful'



'Did you feel pleasure though' Manoj pulls all her hair to one side and starts to massage it.



Kavya stays silent...



'yes or no' Manoj starts to blow air on her neck.



'Yes' Kavya moves closer to Manoj...



'How many fingers did you put inside?' Manoj starts to kiss Kavya's neck.



'Two...' Kavya turns towards Manoj and holds his shirt tightly. She squints her eyes decorated with mascara...and licks her lower lip. Manoj holds her hair really tight and starts to pull it down along with her face. Kavya still looks at him with her slutty eyes without saying a word. Manoj lets go of her air in one go pushing her away.



'Go and sit in the couch chair, little barbie slut.' Manoj unties the thread of her night gown and pushes her towards couch chair. Kavya follows his orders.



'Lick your fingers.' Manoj orders and relaxes back. Kavya starts to like this new game and gets excited to behave on orders. She slowly takes two of her fingers, spits on them and starts to lick them.



'Undo your dress with the other hand.'



Kavya sucks her left hand fingers and undoes her shoulder strap with her right hand. She stands up sucking her fingers slow looking at Manoj. The night gown falls to the ground revealing her stark naked body inside. The firm boobs that are still unused with brown nipples decorated as cherries on top of cake. A plump waist that has fat on its sides and a slightly hairy bush that extends all of her ass crack. Manoj drops his mouth gaping her at body but maintains posture to play authority.



'Turn around and show your ass.'



Kavya, fingers in her mouth turns around to reveal a medium large ass with a dark brown asscrack line passing in between her ass cheeks.



'Bend down and sway your ass round. Spread the ass cheeks wide while you do it.'



'Manojjj...' a slight moaning sound that doesn't signal either yes or no.



Kavya stops sucking on her fingers and bends down. She sways her ass round holding her knees together. She then slowly widens her legs and bends more. She spread her asscrack wide revealing her asshole twitching like a small oven. She starts to sway her ass round spreading the ass hole more and more. Manoj bends front and spits on her asshole making his spit crawl from her asshole directly down her pussy.



'Sit on the couch with your legs wide.' Manoj raises his voice.



Kavya sits on the couch and places both her legs on either arms of the couch chair. Manoj's spit is spreading under her ass slipping her down. As Kavya waits for further instructions, Manoj starts to undo his own clothes and gets naked himself. He sits on the couch again relaxed.



'Now masturbate as you did in the afternoon...and moan loud.'



Kavya anticipated that he would fuck but didn't expect this. She hoped for a good fuck but still is ok playing the game. She starts to rub her clit round and round like Manoj showed her making her ooze wet liquid. The pungent smell of her vagina filled the air inside the room. Manoj starts to touch his cock himself cupping his balls. Kavya didn't understand at first but now understands that they are mutual masturbating. Kavya likes it. She gets in the mood and starts to rub herself faster.



'Aahh...Manoj...' she makes a horny moan.



Manoj starts to stroke his dick faster. Kavya then inserts both her fingers inside at once rubbing her G spot. Manoj spits onto his fingers and strokes his hard cock.



'Aahhh...Manoj...aaaahhh' Kavya closer her eyes hard and starts to get lost inside her own orgasm. Manoj starts to beat faster hitting his hand to his thighs making sounds that are driving Kavya mad.



'Did you watch porn while masturbating?' Manoj slows down his stroking and asks her. Kavya too stops rubbing her pussy and looks at Manoj.



'Yes.'



'Did you like what they are doing?'



'Yes.'



'What were they doing Kavya...?' Manoj stands up and reaches for her mouth pinching her lips.



'They were fucking...' Kavya mumbles as Manoj is playing with her lips...



'Do you want to fuck like they do...' Manoj pushes his fingers inside her mouth pulling her tongue out.



'YEESSSS' Kavya has to scream to pronounce the word.



Manoj uses his two fingers and splits open Kavya's mouth making it as wide as possible. He places his foot on the arm rest and leans on Kavya, his dick right at her mouth. He looks into her submissive eyes that are pleading to toy with her.



'Open your mouth wide'. Kavya opens her mouth. 'More wide'. Kavya opens her mouth as possible. Manoj leans onto her and...



'THUD...THUD...' Manoj starts hitting hard strokes with his cock into his mouth. Kavya's eyes open wide but keeps her mouth open inviting him to stroke harder. After a few gags, Kavya starts making gagging sounds making Manoj increase his strokes. He is directly hitting the back of her throat everytime making the same sound as fucked in pussy. Kavya suddenly gags and throws up saliva on her face and on his cock. A look of shame and sluttiness in her eyes.



Manoj doesn't stop looking into her eyes and pulls out his cock. Kavya quickly grabs it and starts to stroke it making Manoj hang back his head. He quickly recovers and kisses her lips licking her saliva. Kavya hangs back her head into the couch as Manoj starts to lick all over her body. He starts from the lips and licks all over her neck. He then raises her hands and pins them to the back of her head. He starts licking both the armpits one after the other.



'Aahhh...' Kavya makes a loud moan pushing her armpits into his face. Manoj takes both her boobs in both hands and starts to press them hard. They suddenly turn red and her nipples purple. Manoj sucks both nipples and slides down between her legs. He starts groping her boobs round while licking her clit. Kavya quickly spreads her pussy lips revealing the pink skin inside. Manoj buries his tongue deep and starts to lick her G spot. Kavya arches back in pleasure.



'Turn around...quick'. Manoj lifts up her ass and turns her in the couch. He starts to kiss her ass cheeks smelling her ass. He then bends down and starts to lick on her ankle making her giggle. Manoj runs his tongue up and down her thighs and starts spreading her ass. He spits on her asshole and starts tongue fucking it. Kavya pulls Manoj closer holding his thighs and starts stroking his cock.



'Put it inside...please...put it deep...' Kavya moans ass Manoj starts to lick up and down her asscrack from pussy to spine. Manoj then puts it inside her wet pussy and pushes inside in one stroke. Kavya sways her ass towards Manoj with pleasure. Manoj holds her hair pulls her towards him. Manoj starts to push slow hard strokes making loud THUDS of skins hitting each other. Manoj then spits on her ass and pushes one finger inside. Kavya moans in pain as Manoj pushes his finger deep into her ass. He starts to increase his fucking speed along while fucking her ass slowly with his finger.



Kavya gets into mood and places her hands behind her head. Manoj takes them in his hand and arches her spine more stroking hard deep pushes. Seeing Kavya moan, Manok starts stroking faster and faster grunting himself. He soon reaches climax but pulls it out fast to avoid spilling his sperm inside. Kavya is reaching her peak but gets suddenly dropped as Manoj pulls out. He cums all over legs and falls on her cupping her boobs slow. Kavya cups Manoj's head from back and slowly turns towards his husband. Both of them collapse in the armrest.



Manoj starts kissing Kavya and she responds back with a much passionate kiss. She hugs her husband and closer her eyes. Manoj does the same and starts to rub on her thighs with his fingers.



After some time, Kavya opens her eyes and the clock ticks 10 PM. Manoj is already sleeping. She wakes him up and pushes him into the big couch. She slowly dress up wearing her night gown.



'Manu...wake up...its 10 PM...have dinner and then sleep.'



Manoj wakes up and dresses himself. Kavya quicky hurries into the kitchen to server her husband dinner. They both sit at the dining table and start eating.



'I liked it when you masturbated watching me.' Kavya slowly starts to talk.



'Anybody will masturbate watching you like that.' Manoj winks back. 'Why did you like it though, are you developing a fetish?'



'Fetish?' Kavya leans forward to show her interest.



'Yeah...within the world of sex, if you take liking to a particular type of sexual participation...it's called a fetish.'



'Like you love licking my ass?' Kavya jokes.



'Yeah...like I love licking your tasty body everywhere...' Manoj cups her thighs tight.



'What other types of fetishes are there?'



'Well...there are many...but for women...only a few i suppose. you can search it on the internet and watch some videos though.' Manoj responds back.



'Manu...don't you feel bad if I watch porn?' Kavya plays innocent.



'No...I watched it a lot when i was young...i still watch it sometimes now...why shouldn't you when i can do it?'



'Why do you watch porn when you have me?' Kavya turns her head away.



'Well...because they behave a lot sluttier than average women...i suppose.'



'So you like slutty women?'



'No...it's not about liking...cumming gets easier watching a sexily moving nude girl than a girl doing classical dance in traditional wear.'



'Do you like to see a sexily moving nude girl doing classical dance then.' Kavya hints and leaves to kitchen as the dinner is over. Manoj opens his eyes wide and follows Kavya...



'What do you mean...are you planning for a special gift...' Manoj hugs her from back after washing his hands.



'NOO Way...I meant that i will search for a porn clip of your interest and send it to you...' Kavya proceeds to switch off all lights as it's already 11 PM.



'Well...will the girl in that clip be a cute chubby south Indian wife from Chennai...' Manoj asks her as they sleep hugging each other.



'No...but she will be the most sluttiest thing you'll ever see...Now sleep.' Kavya tells her husband and watches him go to sleep.



She turns opposite to him and starts to imagine herself in skimpy clothes doing traditional dance poses. She used to practice Indian traditional dances when she was in school but she doesn't remember any steps. I'll look it on the internet, she thinks to herself and unlocks her phone.



'Good night, ma'm...i'll be waiting for our chat tomorrow...' a message from Kamesh...



'Okay...good night.' she replies back not knowing what else to reply. She puts the alarm for the morning and goes to sleep lifting up her night gown till her waist and touching herself. Rubbing her skin has become an addiction for her now and she wants to sleep naked touching herself all night.



She slowly slips into sleep thinking about tomorrow's adventures turning towards Manoj placing her naked legs on him. Manoj cups them and pulls her onto him making her sleep on his chest. Little does she know that her libido will make her cross boundaries the next day...



A CLASSICAL DANCE BEHIND CLOSED WALLS



'Byeeee...' Kavya waves to her husband going down the stairs to his office. Manoj makes a call symbol with his hands and winks at Kavya. Kavya understands what he is referring and acts shy. The office cab arrives. Manoj gets into it and blows a kiss to Kavya before leaving.



Kavya gets inside her lonely home and starts doing her chores. Kavya remembers their previous night conversation about how a slutty looking woman will always tempt men more than a traditional looking lady. Her ego burns. She stops sweeping and goes into the bedroom to check herself in the mirror. Kavya is wearing a blue night gown with hair tied at top looking like any average middle class woman. 'True what manoj says...a pornstar in sexy clothes will always dominate me in looks' she thinks to herself. She slowly runs her hands down her shoulders onto stomach and onto her thighs. 'I'll prove them wrong' Kavya challenges herself. She suddenly gets an idea to tempt her husband in a different way than usual in the afternoon chat. She quickly starts brooming and cleaning the house so that she can be free of all chores and indulge in her new favorite past time activity.



Kavya locks the door, goes into her bedroom and opens her wardrobe. So many clothes to select but all of them are semi western. Her phone clinks. A message from Kamesh.



'Hi...ma'm...good morning...had breakfast?'



'Yeah.Kamesh...just finished chores...you?'



'Yes...ma'm...im in shop...no customers today...'



'Ohh'



'What are you doing ma'm?'



Kavya hesitates for a moment but decides to play some fun.



'I'm practicing traditional dance... Smile ' she sends with a wink and shy emoji.



'Oh...wow...Bharathanaytam?'



'No...i don't know...i just know a few steps here and there...'



'Wish i was there to see Sad '



'Do you want to see...are you interested?' Kavya responds back...



'Yes...ma'm...im so excited...' Kamesh sends a ton of heart symbols...



'Wait then...'



Kavya doesn't change her dress but decides to dance a few steps she learnt in school and college. They were a mix of Indian classical dances and easy to perform steps. Kavya places the phone facing the floor downwards on a shelf and supports it with books. Now only the floor is visible from the camera. Kavya checks the cam view and steps into the frame. Only her feet and silver anklets are visible. Kavya checks the time and it's still 12.30 PM...still half hour for Manoj to get to lunch break. Kavya decides to have fun with Kamesh by teasing him a little. She pulls her nightgown to her knees and starts the video recording. She enters the frame showing her naked knees and then drops the nightdown. The nightgown falls only giving a glimpse of her naked knees for just a second. She then proceeds to dance a few steps showing only her feet. The sound of her anklets clicking rythmic to her moves. Kavya records a 15 second video and sends it to Kamesh.



Kamesh, pressing his dick under the store desk opens the video message and salivates at the thumbnail of her naked knees. He opens to see but gets disappointed soon as the show only lasts a second. 'Such a teasing slut' he thinks to himself. He immediately understands that Kavya is a woman that is dying for attention from anyone. The way she is teasing a stranger is giving him clues about her character. The more she is teased, the more she will get opened up. But Kamesh can't go the begging route as he knows that even though she will give some attention at first, she will soon lose interest. Kamesh gets an idea to test waters on her ego. He suddenly turns the plates from the begging stranger to a professional critique.



'Are you sure this is classical dance, ma'm...where did you learn?'



Kavya sees the reply back and gets bewildered. She expected something along the lines of Wow...beautiful...and all that stuff. But by learning that even 'Kamesh - the lonely mobile store owner' didn't get impressed with her skills, she willingly burnt the candle of ego inside her.



'What do you know about classical dance? Angry ' she hisses back with an angry emoji...



'I saw a lot of live performances and i can tell the difference ma'm...'



'Well...then tell me mr. professional...what is the difference...'



'In classical dance...they don't dance with feet...they dance with their eyes and body language...you are only dancing with your feet like Hiphop...bollywood dance...'



Kavya bites her tongue...her tease came back as an insult...she unknowingly forms an idea to impress kamesh with her dance...



'Yes...i too know that...and i can dance much better...but who are you to see it... Dodgy ' Kavya decides to throw back an ego punch...



Kamesh smiles to himself to know that his plan is working...



'Well...i'm a nobody but a new friend too...and someone with knowledge in classical dance...don't you want to impress your husband with your dance...?'



Kavya's heart melts as soon as thinks about Manoj praising her dance and then seducing her into bed.



'Okay then...i will show you my full dance video...wait...' Kavya decides to shoot a full body dance video...



'Noooo...not like this...' Kamesh snaps back quick...



'Why'



'Won't you dress up...what type of classical dancer dances in nightgowns...its insulting to all the great dancers.'



Kavya thinks deep. She too agrees with Kamesh. Even if she is learning the dance or just plain toying with the idea...she shouldn't do it in a nightgown...even her husband will laugh on her.



'I don't have a dance costume...looks like some other day...' Kavya sends with a sad emoji...



'No...you don't need a costume...you can design it in home itself...'



'How' Kavya responds throwing all her wardrobe onto the bed to find the best costume...



'Here...PHOTO'. Kamesh sends the photo of a gorgeous looking Classical dancer wearing a sleevless blouse...a gold color skin tight leggin...and a transparent saree on top of it. Kavya's heart skips a beat looking at the dress...



'Gorgeous' she responds back...



'I know right...check in your wardrobe if you have any of these clothings.'



Kavya searches through her wardrobe but all of them are just plain kurta paijamas or general leggings. She looks in another drawer and finds an old black shade transparent saree. As she was not accustomed to wearing any sleeveless blouses, she didn't find any...



'I only found the transparent saree...' Kavya sends a sad emoji...but Kamesh found it delightful...



'Can i make a suggestion...'



'Yes'



'Why don't you wear a bra or sphagetti as a replacement for the sleeveless blouse...both look the same...only width of the cloth is the difference...'



Kavya quickly imagines herself in a bra and transparent saree seducing her husband. Her tongue gets moist with saliva.



'Then leggings...i only have general ones...'



'Do you have any skin tight short...'



'Shut up...i'm not wearing any shorts... devil2 ' Kavya sends a devil emoji...



'It doesn't have to be very small...anyways the saree would be covering you...your wish though...'



Kamesh knows that she will do it but acts as her free will. Kavya doesn't respond back. She throws her phone away and looks into her wardrobe for any shorts. At last, she finds one. She holds the cloth in her hand and her pussy gets moist looking at the garment. It's a tight hugging skin colored under garment that is used to avoid panty lines on tight pants. She puts it to her thighs and it's only reaching her mid thighs. Kavya imagines herself in the full wear doing seductive dance moves. The idea of the whole thing makes her pussy moist when imagined infront of Manoj. She wanted to make her husband cry in the office to reach her. She wanted to be the sluttiest classical dancer ever.



She quickly opens the camera on her phone and click selfies of herself in the nightgown. She doesn't want Manoj to doubt that she wore the sexy dress even before she messaged him. Once done, she removes her nightdown and strips of her bra and panty...the cool breeze from the AC giving her goosebumps. She goes infront of the mirror and stands side legged with her hands behind her head. Little hair growing from the black patch of her armpits, firm boobs with standing nipples, a bulging pussy with strong scent and thick thighs that will headlock any man into her pussy. She feels proud of her thick body and wants to prove the same to the rest of the world...especially her naughty husband. She takes a small size black bra and wears it. Boobs bulging out from its sides. She searches for a panty but remembers that the short itself is a panty. She wears it fast and wears a white sphagetti on top of the bra. She inshirts the sphagetti into the panty short. She then takes the transparent saree and wraps it around her like a normal saree...but the pallu keeps falling down. She tries another way to tie the saree and succeeds after pushing the folded pallu deep into her panty. The rest of her naked thighs, legs and feet left exposed to the air under the transparent saree.



Kavya sees herself in the mirror and glows with unbashed pride. She looks at the mirror and its 1 AM. She quicky picks up her phone and sees a few Messages from Kamesh. She doesn't respond back and calls Manoj. Manoj doesn't lift the call. Kavya remembers that he did the same yesterday too and gets angry. She calls him again and again. Manoj doesn't pick up. She gets on the verge of tears but controls herself. She messages him one last time saying 'Why are you doing this...you said you will reply...' with a crying emoji and throws her phone on bed. She walks inside the house for a few minutes and her phone buzzes. She picks it up with much enthusiasm but its Kamesh.


'What happened...ma'm? Scared to learn dance...'



Kavya wipes her red eyes...and remembers all the false promises of her husband...She closes her eyes and types...



'No...ready...'



'Did you dress up...?'



'Yes...'



'Send me a photo before you start learning...'



'Ok.'



'PHOTO'...Kavya sends a mirror selfie of her dress only until her neck without her face...Kamesh's grip on his dick tightens...'What a homely bitch' he thinks to himself looking at her firm boobs covered inside the sphagetti. But to tease her more...he stops replying for some time...Kavya on the other hand, bites her fingers as she thinks that Kamesh too isn't liking her...she wipes her eyes again and clicks another photo of her face and cleavage from the top angle. Kamesh realises that he is heating her up and and is in for a show for the next hour.



'PHOTO...do i look good... Sad?'



'Hmm...yes...but too decent... ' Kamesh plans to tease kavya more.



'What do you mean too decent...i am decent only...'



'I mean...for a beauty such as yours...its a shame that you are just settling with these generic poses...'



Kavya's heart lightens up listening a positive comment on her. Her impression on Kamesh grows more in the heat of the moment...



'What poses are not decent then...? Kavya winks back...



'I'll tell you...but first show me your full pic...i want to see the dress...'



Kavya gets into mood and decides to do whatever he asks to get more compliments. She stands up...and puts her phone in the shelf, this time vertical revealing her full body from head to toe...She puts the timer on the camera and moves back.



'PHOTO...' Kamesh sees the gorgeous beauty in the sphagetti and shorts under the transparent saree. Even though the saree is there, it is barely covering her legs putting them on full display.



'Wooww...now we are going somewhere...' Kamesh responds back...



'What other poses...?' Kavya replies quick...



'Shall we do classical dance poses...it will also become a practice session...?'



Kavya forgot about the classical dance conversation long ago but started going forward in the heat of the moment. She calls Manoj again but he doesn't lift. Controlling her anger again...she replies back to Kamesh...



'Okay...'



'Good then...first...stretch your hands to the top of your hand and put a namaskar. Put your legs a feet wide...'



Kavya stretches her hands revealing her dark armpits and spreads her legs a foot wide.



'PHOTO...' Kamesh looks at the photo pressing his balls but feels that something is missing to his fantasy.



'Could you apply lipstick...nose ring...ear rings and forehead bracelet like the traditional dancer...the look will be complete...' Kamesh sends a pleading emoji...



Kavya says ok and opens her makeup and jewellery kit...she puts on bright red lipstick on her lips and takes out her jewellery. She picks out circular earrings, a small nose ring and a silver head bracelet. She wears them but finds the look incomplete. She takes out her necklaces and wears them on her neck. She looks at herself in the mirror from front and back and lets out a sound of satisfaction.



'PHOTO...' Kamesh opens the photo and instantly leaks inside his pant. Here is a woman that he got to know a week ago and she is looking like a sex goddess already...he quickly rushes and closes his shutter from inside. He puts on the light and connects his Whatsapp mobile to Whatsapp web to enjoy the beauty in big screen.



'Wow...pure beauty...just like ancient queens...' Kamesh sends back...



'Thanks' Kavya sends a shy emoji...



'Now...put your right hand behind your head and suck the left hand middle finger...'



Kavya suddenly remembers her last night sexcapade with Manoj and how she sucked his fingers like a slut. The thought of her husband is turning her more angry. Kavya decides to stop sending photos and opens her video camera. She slowly starts licking her fingers while kissing her armpit and records a ten seconds video. With closed eyes and heavy heart...she sends it.



'VIDEO...' Kamesh looks at the thumbnail and opens it quick...he sees Kavya sucking her middle finger slowly like a dick...he unbelts his pant and throws it away sitting naked in his shop.



'Woww...now you are coming out of your decency shell...and it looks dick numbing...' Kamesh sends the word dick willingly but acts coy.



'I'm sorry...i didnt mean to send it...' he sends again...



'Send what...' Kavya plays along...



'The word 'dick''



'What does it mean...?' Kavya responds even though she heard it many times on porn...



'It means my penis...my peeing organ banana ' kamesh replies with a banana emoji...



Kavya suddenly feels herself getting moist due to the slowly building sexual experience. She is no mood to stop or turn back...but she doesn't want to look desperate...



'Shut up...don't talk to me like that...' she gets angry.



'I'm sorry ma'm...but i cant stop it...looking at you in this dress...my dick is getting bigger and bigger...'



Kavya likes that he is back to his pleading self...



'Only looking at me? dont lie...'



'Not you...but anything sexy...but i swear...you are the sexiest woman i've seen in years...'



'Oh...is it...then how big did it grow...' Kavya sends back a wink...



Kamesh licks his lips thinking it as the right moment...Not only he can enjoy this beauty...but he can also tempt her into clicking more by sending his pics...he knew the barter system works well with traditional wives and Kavya is the sluttiest among them all...



'PHOTO...' Kavya receives a photo from Kamesh. Even before opening the thumbnail...she can deduce what it was...her heartbeat grew fast...this is the first time...she indulged in sexual things after marrying her husband...porn was ok...because they were actors whom she will never meet...but this is a real person from her own colony...there could be consequences...but in that moment...Kavya didn't think all of that...she listened to her pussy heating and begging to be pleased...she submitted herself to her carnal desires. With the photo buffering button...seeming as long as a hour...the photo finally opens. It shows the lower part of a man's body sitting on a plastic chair spreading his legs with a semi flaccid dick in between his legs...As soon as Kamesh sees the blue tick sign...his heartbeat starts to raise anticipating the reply.



'Why is it not big yet...?' Kavya types back simple...



Kamesh gets shocked by the simple reply and understands the level of sluttiness Kavya possesses and how she handles it well. He wanted more of her and more from her. He wanted to fill her mind with all his fantasies and make her impure.



'Because it needs help... ;(' he sends back a crying emoji...



'What help...'



'Help of a beautiful woman like you to make it stand up...'



Kavya licks her lips as she types...'What does it want from me...?'



'Send a video of sucking two fingers...' Kamesh sends back...



'VIDEO...' Kavya stands right infront of the camera revealing her face and cleavage from up close...she slowly pushes two middle fingers of her left hand into her mouth and pushes them till the end gagging. She repeats the same 2 times and stops the video.



Kamesh opens the video and dick starts to dance in his lap...The gagging sounds from her throat resounding inside his store as he amps up the speaker on the computer. He opens the camera on his phone and records the video of his flaccid dick slowly falling sideways and getting semi erect. 'VIDEO'.



'Bend down and pout your lips...' he sends back with the video...



Kavya looks at the video and feels her throat getting dry. She gulps some water and sends back...



'What is pout?'



'Make your lips in an O shape...like a long flying kiss...'



Kavya shifts her phone into a lower shelf so that it is placed at her navel. She clicks the record button and and bends down revealing half of her boobs hanging sideways through the sphagetti...She licks her lips and pouts her lips.



'VIDEO' Kamesh receives the video and starts stroking his dick watching it. It gets semi erect...he records it and sends it to Kavya.



Kavya expected it to grow to its full extent by now...seeing a semi flaccid cock disappointed her...



'Why is it not growing big...' she replies.



'It wants to see more slutty things...' Kamesh responds back...



'Like?'



'Take off your saree and sphagetti and show me your full body in panty and bra...'



Kavya gets mild headed at this sudden request...



'NOOO...' she types back...



'Please...my dick is hurting...'



'Then watch something on the internet and soothe the pain...'kavya responds with an angry emoji...Kamesh understands that its time for compliments...



'Nothing on the internet will beat a beauty like you...you are the gods finest creation...my dick will be forever grateful...please ma'm...my devi...'



'Haha...what did you call me? devi?



'Yes...devi...as in goddess...you look like a true goddess to me that came into my life to quench my thirst...'



Kavya is liking the word play and feels special from the compliments. Even before she thought of consequences, her hand reached for her pallu and she starts undressing it. She drops the saree to the floor and feels her naked thighs...in a swift motion she removes her sphagetti leaving her body with a black bra and skin colored tight. She goes to the camera and turns it on. She slowly moves into the frame and starts feeling shy...she covers her face and gets out of the frame...



'VIDEO...' Kamesh opens the video and starts beating his dick to his thighs. Years of no experience in sex and over masturbation has made his dick weak. But he smiles to himself as Kavya thinks that he is not getting turned on so easily. This will make her crave more into submission and he can play with her. As his dick becomes erect for a few seconds, he records the video and sends it to Kavya.



'VIDEO...'. Kavya is waiting leaning back onto the wall for the message. Not for the message, but for a look at his penis. She opens the video and sees the fully erect cock dancing between his thighs...her pussy starts aching sending warm air between her legs. Her hands slowly start to creep under her tights. She resists and sends back...



'This is full...?'



'No...'



'Then...?'



Kamesh knows that Kavya is getting desperate as every second passes by...he wants to cash in the moment...once he pushes her into the most sluttiest zone...there is no turning back...she will come back for more...



'Take off your bra and panty and turn around to show your ass...bend down and spank it hard...' Kamesh sends back taking a chance...



'IDIOT...SCOUNDREL...' two messages come by one after the other in quick succession. Kamesh hits the table thinking he missed the golden goose. He doesn't know what to type and stays silent. He gets an idea...



Kavya on the other hand is mumbling in her own mouth, sledging Kamesh in her mother tongue. She felt very slutty fulfilling the request on camera, that too not with her husband.



'VIDEO...' Kavya's phone suddenly buzzes...she opens the message continuing the sledging but soon stops gazing her mouth open. The video of Kamesh beating his dick hard hitting his thighs is making resounds within her bedroom. Kamesh has spread his legs wide placing both his legs on either handles of the chair and starts beating his dick while cupping his balls...



'Please devi...i'm on my edge...please let me cum...' he sends a message attached to the long 40 second video.



Kavya holds her phone in her left hand and slowly creeps her hand inside her panty unknowingly. By the end of the video she goes into a trance and cups her whole pussy into her hand. She suddenly presses her pussy lips sooo hard like a chapathi dough that it aches making her scream 'aammaaaaaaa' into the air. The closed door resounded her own voice into her ears.



'Okay...but i'll do it only on clothes...' she quickly replies Kamesh.



The word devi rings bells in Kavya's ears making her feel responsible for other people's pleasure. She puts the phone back into the shelf and positions herself infront of it. She first shows her front self in bra and panty and turns back. She then unclips her bra and lets it fall to the ground only showing her back on the camera. She then slowly bends down and starts swaying her ass round. She rubs on the soft elastic cloth on her panty a few times and 'SMACK...' she spanks her ass hard...'aammmmaaaa' she moans ecstatic and then does the same with her left hand and 'SMACK', she spanks her left ass letting out the same moan. She then walks backwards to the camera not revealing her boobs and stops recording.



She can't control herself anymore and jumps on the bed sleeping on the wardrobe. She sends the video to Kamesh and throws her phone to the side. She strips off her panty short and throws it across the room with force. She don't want any clothes ever again. She wanted to stay naked and submit to the orders of her pussy. With trembling hands, she wets two fingers in her mouth and slowly rubs them down from her neck, in between her boobs, through her navel onto her pussy.



'VIDEO...' Kamesh gets disappointed at the half show but still his dick responds like never before looking at Kavya's plump ass. He starts recording on his phone as he watches her clip on the computer. He starts beating it like dead meat hard...and he cums as a jet spray into the air, onto the table and on his phone listening to the smack sound of her ass. He moans 'Devi...Devi...' louder and louder as he cums emptying his balls. His dick quickly starts to shrink and he stops recording to avoid embarrasment. He sends the clip to Kavya...



'The first sacrifice to my Devi...' he attaches a message.



Kavya in her bedroom held up her legs high into the air spreading them into a large V shape. She inserted two fingers already pumping them harder slapping her thighs. She opens the message from Kamesh and stares at his masturbation video with full eyes. As he starts beating fast, Kavya too increases her pace and finds her G spot. She starts to slowly rub it in circles...increasing in speed. Kavya loses interest in Kamesh's video as he starts to cum and throws the phone away. She closes her eyes and starts to moan her husband's name while rubbing her G spot with her middle finger. 'Manoooojj...' 'Manoooojj'...please come home she moans as she reaches the climax. She cups her boobs hard with the other hard and rubs her G spot furiously. She twirls on the bed to the right and left as she orgasms jerking her whole body, lifting her spine multiple times. She slowly stops jerking her body as her orgasm subsides. She takes out her fingers from her pussy and smells them first. The strong smell of orgasm fills the air conditioned room. She slowly rubs her wet fingers around her mouth and starts sucking her own juices from them. She slightly moans as she gulps each drop of her vaginal fluid.



The clock hits 3 PM already and Kavya is fast asleep still sucking on her fingers. She slept naked on all the messy clothes on bed. Manoj calls back a few times after she sleeps but she doesn't wake up from the strong orgasmic sleep. She slowly wakes up a 4 PM and checks the missed calls and a few messages from Kamesh. She deletes the whole conversation with Kamesh and puts him on block to not receive his messages. 'I'll message back...' she sends a reply and blocks him off. She doesn't call Manoj as she is still upset with him. She arranges back all the wardrobe and cleans the room making the bed neat. She then showers fresh with warm water, her pussy relaxing at the touch of warm water. Kavya comes out and goes directly to kitchen to check what to cook for dinner. Seeing no vegetables, she looks at the calendar. It is Thursday today, which means the vegetable market would be open. She remembers her sexcapades last time she became an exhibitionist for the vegetable vendors. Her pussy demanding her to be naughty again. She wanted to repeat the same squatting stunt as last time, but with increased risk.



She goes into her bedroom and takes out a Gaghra from her wardrobe. It was gifted to her at her engagement and she wore it a few times when she was young. It will serve as the perfect placebo for her stunts. She wears a fresh black cotton panty and wears a white skirt on it. On top, she complements it with a green top that ends below her navel. She looks herself in the mirror and a glows from pride as she looks the same when she was young. The dress fit perfectly revealing her firm boobs. She closes the bedroom door and stands infront of the mirror. She slowly squats down with closed legs acting as if she is picking vegetables. She then stares into her own eyes in the mirror and spreads her legs slowly revealing her thick white thighs disappearing into the folds of a black panty. She slowly lifts up her heels into air spreading her legs fully wide. The erotic sight of a young chubby wife evolving into a Kamasutra goddess. She then innocently closes back her legs acting as if she finished picking vegetables and stands up. She practiced her stunt nice. It is time to perform it in public now. Little does she know the boundaries that she has to cross to reach back home into her husband's loving arms.

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