Two In One Is Not Just A Cake For An Indian Couple - Chapter II
Dear Readers, This is my third story and believe me this is only a dramatic representation of true happenings. In between I have inserted narration by Anil of his thoughts, initiatives and emotions on the subject topic. All the names have been changed. This story has been written into five chapters to facilitate easy uploading. This is the second chapter. Please read the other chapters also. If you are unable to find the other chapters, please contact the author. ————– WHAT HAPPENED ON FRIDAY EVENING (AS NARRATED BY ANIL) I and Anita had just finished their dinner. Our daughter was crying. The daughter had not slept for quite some time and was probably hungry. Anita just lifted her blouse and started breast feeding the baby. I always got mesmerized looking at Anita’s breasts. She had plum breasts full of milk. However, they were round and firm. I never got tired of loving those lovely breasts. Many times I told Anita, “I envy our baby. She has free access to your lovely globes. All she has to do is to cry a little and you push those lovely globes into her mouth. Anita laughingly always, replied, “She is a baby. My milk is her right. Any amount of crying. You will not get my milk.” After sometime when Anita returned from our bedroom after putting our daughter to sleep; I slid near her on the sofa and took her in my arms. Extending my arms to one of her breasts, I fondled her breast in my palm and said, “I want to cry.” She laughed and replied, “Why don’t you? If you do that then I may make an exception.” I pulled Anita in my Arms and quickly unbuttoned her blouse. She was not wearing a bra. Her blouse was wet with the milk she just fed her baby. I made her lie on bed and kissed her breasts and started sucking her breasts. Her breast was full of milk and soon I had her milk in my mouth. I was drinking her milk like a baby. I loved it. Anita could not control her laughter. I lifted the hem of her petticoat upward and uncovered her panty. I massaged her vagina mound over her panty and felt that her panty became wet. She held my hand, which was inserted into her panty and was pampering her vaginal mound. Anita removed my hand from under her petticoat and said, “Anil, don’t harass me here in the drawing room. Let us go to bedroom. In the bedroom I removed her night dress and quickly undid her petticoat and panty. Anita removed her blouse. She was standing in the bedroom in front of me, like a naked Goddess. We both lay in bed kissing, in each others’ arms. I squeezed anita’s ass cheeks and pinched them in ecstasy. Anita held my long cock and was sliding her fingers over its pre-cum. I brought my head to her breasts. I got on the job instantaneously. That should have given Anita the boost she badly needed. It looked to me that Anita was not really in the mood to have sex then; but she realized that I was not going to let her go. I started finger fucking Anita. I sensed that she was still not in the mood. I understood that today my dear wife needs an additional stimulant as she was tired after house work and attending to her baby. I knew one trick that always works. I casually dropped Raj’s name saying “Poor Raj, what he must be doing now? Neena is now away for almost 10 days! How will he manage without her? I know that he loves Neena so much and they fuck almost daily. Poor chap, must be masturbating right now.” Hearing Raj’s name, Anita got electrified. She squeezed my cock, which was then in her hands as a mild current passed through her. She was eager that I should continue talking about Raj. She said, “Don’t ridicule poor Raj. What happens to you when I am away? Does he ridicule you? You should support Raj. Why don’t we call him to our house? I remember you telling me that they supported you, when I was away. May be if you agree, we shall tease him sexually. I will let you play with me in his presence and we could have some fun. You told me that when I was away you three got together and had erotic outing on the day of Holi? I could see that Anita was energized and coming into real mood. She started shagging my cock and said in a pleading tone, “I love you darling. Will you tell me what happened when you went to that Holi program? I promise you I will not get mad, if you told me the truth, even if you did something bad!” I know Anita. When she wants something, she knows how to get it. She made me lie down on bed and climbed on top of me. She bent down, kissed me deeply, said, “Anil, I love you so much” and untied knot of my lungi and pulled it down and uncovered my cock. She raised her petticoat and gradually inserted her cock into her love hole. She started raising and lowering herself; fucking me up and down. She made slow reciprocating motion. It was so arousing. I knew that I hit a raw nerve in her and now she was hitting my raw nerves. I knew that now she will not rest till she finds out all about our adventure on the Holi night. She said, “Anil I love feeling you deep inside me and I love your long fucking cock. I want to take it all in. Simultaneously I want to hear all about your adventure.” Her hanging full breasts were so inviting. Poor me; I had to surrender. When these women use their ultimate weapon, poor men are like a goat in front of a hungry lion. There was nothing I could do. I had to tell Anita what had happened on the night of Holi. I had earlier dropped mild and vague hints about the threesome I had with Raj and Neena. I wanted her to be ready to hear the truth so that we do not have an explosive situation. At the same time, I did not want to hide this from Anita. Since she promised me that she will not shout even if I had done something highly unethical, I realized that she was now ready to hear the truth and that in all likely hood she already had guessed what might have happened on the night of Holi.