I had made my decision to seduce Manohar, my friend’s husband and a neighbor in our apartment. I wanted a baby of my own, in a natural way. As my husband, Shashi couldn’t give me one, I decided to get one from someone else. I had taken the steps to make my dream come true.
I almost was sure that my wish would come true soon. As I was dreaming of our night, we reached our apartment. Now how to call him to my home? I remembered I had prepared kheer in the afternoon. Yes, it was a good idea. I thanked him and asked him to come after some time as I had prepared kheer for him.
He just smiled and went to his house. I also opened the lock and entered home. I kept the kheer in the microwave to heat. I thought of taking a quick shower. Hot shower was good and freshened me up and felt light. I did light make up, wore a noodle strap nightie, of course without a bra.
It was backless up to the waist and had a deep neck with a good opening to display side boobs and middle cleavage. The cloth covered only lower 1/3 in a triangle. I put on kitchen apron so that when I open door he should not be shocked. I put on ample body spray and perfume.
I had kept the door open for Manoharji. He came by 10:30. He was wearing a white kurta and pajama and looked fresh and handsome. I closed the door and asked him to be seated. He said he wanted to see the days market on NDTV as he was very active in share market.
Our TV was in the bedroom. I took him, asked him to be seated on our bed and switched on the TV. I went to the kitchen and brought kheer for the two of us. I had prepared it with a lot of interest adding ample saffron, almonds. We finished the kheer.
We were just talking about our trip and the selection of sarees there. I collected the empty cups and kept in the sink of the kitchen and returned to the room. By then it started raining outside. As ours was a new apartment there was a huge power problem.
Suddenly the power went off and I scrambled back to the bedroom. Mannu told that he is on the bed and will leave once power returns. He asked me to light a candle. Good idea, I thought and lighted a perfumed candle which I had and kept on a table in the bedroom.
I switched off the light and ensured that light will not be on even when power is restored. Mannu did not notice as it was dark. I sat beside him and slowly leaned on him as if by accident. I slipped the left strap of the night from my shoulder which exposed almost full of my left breast.
Giving no time for his reaction I pulled Manoharji’s hand and placed it on my breast. He was shocked but probably he too expected it. I took the remote and switched off the TV. Pulling him on to me I joined my lips with his. He responded as per my expectation and opened.
We kissed a long time, full mouth, tongue to tongue hot and wet. All the while his hands were playing with my boobs as I had already undressed completely. I pulled his kurtha up and helped him to untie his pajama and brief. Now we both were stark naked hugging each other tightly.
I pushed his head from my mouth down to my breasts. He latched on to them like a hungry cat, biting, licking and suckling the whole flesh and the tight erect nipples. His hands were squeezing one while his mouth was busy with the other. It looked like he would spend whole life fondling my breasts.
I now felt how he might have missed such enjoyment with his wife. Same was with me. I was missing the enjoyment of my husband. Here were two hungry bodies, exploring each millimeter of each other’s nudity. Mannu was not at all getting satisfied with loving my breasts and long kisses.
I was damn wet at that time. I held him between his thighs. Oh! It was a monster, not just rock hard but steel-hard. Maybe as hard as the horn of a rhino and as smooth and long as an anaconda. I stroked its length with all love and lust and further lowering my hand clasped his huge sacs.
They were much bigger than that of a bull. I could not cup in one hand. But was big, huge and heavy. I thought that it may be due to his not having sex with his wife. As she was in her 5th month of pregnancy. Means already 3 months over. I was glad that I would be getting all the stock inside me.
My peculiar thoughts were in mind. My whole body was active, hands legs, thighs, breast, lips mouth were all busy in his hot contact. Pulling his one hand off my breast I pushed that hand down and widened my thighs. He touched my wet hairless pussy with love. I begged him to finger me well.
Reading me slowly he inserted his one, two and three fingers inside. Keeping his thumb started to rub slowly and increased to a rhythmic pace. I was now slowly flowing my fluids on to his fingers like squirting often. Soon I hit my first orgasm of a lifetime, shaking vigorously clinching his back with my hands.
He continued mercilessly and relentlessly. One, two three and infinite orgasm shook my body losing all control. Unable to wait longer, I pulled his hand out of my wet clit. I rode on him placing my right leg on his left side and guiding his huge phallus. I slowly lowered myself on to him.
His hands had circled my back. I was holding his face, head as I sank fully till his testicles touched my shaven pussy. I rested my head on his chest fully pressing my breasts on to him. He hugged me tightly in a bear hug and pulled my face to him for almost eating my lips.
Four lips were welded and melting, flowing hot saliva. Automatically I was now gyrating on his erection, up and down, rotating and resting, resuming and repeating all actions like gif movie. Each of my upward moves was inviting his hands to hold and fondle my breasts and nipples.
Each of my downward thrust was pressing my breasts fully on his chest. He circled his thighs and leg on me and pulled me further inwards leaving me no scope to move. Only my pelvic movements were possible which was rubbing the pink, huge globule of his shaft internally.
I didn’t know how long it continued, A stage reached when I had lost all strength in my legs, thighs. i just collapsed on the bed by his side. My valley was a flood of the river. We hugged and kissed. It was a long and truly wet kiss of gratitude. Both were thankful to each other.
We slept discussing and laughing for the whole day’s events that brought us close. He was slowly caressing my back right from my thigh which was kept on his leg, my hops my back and hair. I was brushing his back and pressing my breasts oh his chest.
My brilliant lover Mannu pushed my head down on his erection. In the bright night lamp, I looked at the lovely thing in front of me. I held his weapon with love and stroked up and down. Precum looking like diamond drop had appeared at the tip. I licked it in a circular motion and relished the taste.
Opening my mouth, I pushed his penis in slow motion parallelly licking the entire shaft with my tongue. Once my lips touched his balls which ensured touching my throat, I rested for a while. By squeezing my breasts, he urged me to start sucking which I promptly and lustily obeyed.
Each time I went down my lips were kissing his testicles. He was moaning loudly now. In a few seconds, he gushed his thick cum in my mouth in spasms. I closed my lips tightly around his shaft and swallowed the entire honey which was released deep inside my throat.
It was hot and filled my mouth with a thin streak flowing out from the edge of my mouth. I released him and with my finger took the few drops which were dropping and licked it clean. We lay exhausted and rested for a while. I went to the kitchen and brought water.
Also due to excessive wetness, I had to visit the loo. On return, I slept by his side and hugged. We lay exhausted, contented and satisfied, hugging, cuddling and soon went to sleep. The day’s journey to Gandhinagar, the mental tension I had in the afternoon, the excitement, the meals, the complete satisfaction, and happiness made us sleep till it was dawn.
I opened my eyes by six in the morning. It was slightly chilly due to overnight rain. We were still nude. I had slept with Mannu hugging me from the backside. His hands were on my boobs whole night. Even in the morning, his hand was firmly on my breast.
I could feel his morning hardness pressing between my bums. I didn’t want to leave this golden opportunity of morning sex. I lifted my left leg and bending down I held his huge weapon. I guided it into my vagina which was still wet due to overnight discharges.
He too moved and adjusted still with closed eyes. But now his hands became active to squeeze my breasts and nipple. He bit my ears to excite me. By then he had entered me fully from the back. The back entry gave good friction to my G spot when Mannu started his forward-backward movement.
Five to ten minutes later, he pulled me, and our mouths melted again in deep kisses. I pushed my nipple into his mouth urging him to suck hard. His teeth bit my flesh all over the breasts and on nipple sending shocks of excitement all over my body. I held his penis and it was now hard.
His finger easily found my spot and was now rubbing slowly. I was moaning very loud which could not be head in the sound of heavy rain. Soon his tool was growing and was rock hard in few minutes of my stroking his balls. Mannu then came on me and entered, fully easily in the flood zone of my cunt.
I raised my legs and locked him from the back. My hands dug into his bare back, and our mouths sealed. We had copulated and looked like Siamese twins. I loosened my thigh grips on him urging him to move up. Mannu made it look like the only heaven on earth, slow, halt, slow, fast, halt rest and resume.
Only kisses filled our resting period, and we breathed our carbon dioxide from our mouths for breath. The rain outside was now heavy and was music for our lovemaking. The lightning, the thunder was an accompaniment to our lovemaking. I had multiple orgasms before he sounded his climax.
I locked him completely deep inside me when he started to gush his hot semen in me. Further pulling him in, I ensured his full load will directly and fully is loaded in me. After about half an hour of intense sex, Mannu discharged his hot semen inside me in missionary position.
The next two months went on the same way. Every day, I was giving him breakfast with kisses at his house. He would collect his tiffin from my home, and come at night for dinner and sleep. We spent nights with a minimum of two-time sex each night, till the previous night of my husband’s arrival.
With continuous, hectic sex I got a lifetime of satisfaction in two months itself. It was only the subsequent month I noticed that I had missed my periods. I discussed with Mannu. We decided to inform Shashi just after he left I had missed my periods.
Now in the third month which would make him believe that the child is his. Normally Shashi allows only me to visit a gynecologist and he never accompanies me. So there was no threat of his suspecting me at all. The idea worked. On return, he was very happy and informed his relatives as well.
I delivered a baby boy whom we named as Rohan, a name suggested by the child’s father, Manoharji in our private time. Rohan is the most handsome baby I had seen. I was too glad. Meanwhile, Neelima had given birth to a baby girl whom they named as Rashmi, a name which I had suggested if I got a girl.
In the coming days, I and Mannu often meet once or twice a week which is kept a secret till now. He used to visit home for lunch while Shashi used to take his lunch box. So after lunch, Manohar would get down the stair after Neelima closed the door and come to my house.
Now Rohan is 4 years old and we planned for a second baby. The plan was sincerely acted upon. Now I am in my fourth month. I really thank my stars, the God who is the giver of life for helping me to become a proud mother.
I would suggest all childless women find some partner and be blessed as a mother instead of spending lakhs on IVF, which also happens mostly with donor sperm. So it doesn’t matter at all and at least you will get the satisfaction that the child is yours and grown in your womb.