Infidelity

A JJ Submission:

Hi, dear readers this is your one and only JJ bringing you the joy and pleasure of erotic story reading. The marriage has a special purpose and well defined objectives to be worked upon, for some it’s yet another formality in life in which he or she undergoes for the sake of the family elders. Let us not forget the kind of treatment that has been given to the brides from Indian sub continent chasing a myth of a US groom. The below narration is about yet another Indian bride who under goes the trauma and pain she experiences due to her hubby’s habits and behavior.

Alisha sat at the kitchen table, looking at the gold band on her finger. It seemed she spent every Sunday in the kitchen while her husband and his new friends played games at one of the many casinos at Las Vegas. Alisha was one of the many Indian girls who left behind her parents, friends & well wisher with many a dream to the land of opportunity, only to realize later that she had married a person who was impotent and never had sexual urges. Her heart was broken into a thousand pieces of such raw realization, she hid this from her parents since it would have even more pain inflicting & they may not be able to bear such a gross mistake committed by them.

Married it appeared she had the dream life. A nice house, a husband with good bank balance a real dream life at Los Angels she had everything in the world except for a good life partner, no children with two years into married life the worst came when her impotent husband had shown withdrawal symptoms from her but willingly gave her all the financial support. Off late he had mingled with the other transgender groups in California State. For Alisha home had become a prison and lately she had thought about what the life had to offer.

"Alisha, are you alright?" A strong voice asked. Looking up, she saw Bhupen. His 6" frame so strong.

"Yeah, I am fine" Alisha faked a smile "Where did your hubby go?"

"Oh, he went out with his friends."

Friends’ fun booze and who knows some grass was on her husband’s list for this weekend, she knew he would be gone for the next 48 hours. She surprisingly felt relieved that he was out of the house and hadn't asked her to go with him atleast he was that understanding.

"How are you doing?" Alisha asked, trying to change the subject.

"9-6, all the rest is freaking out. Now back to the real topic, you seem bothered by something?"

"Why do you say that?" Asked Alisha

"You are way too beautiful, you don't have your normal glow"

Alisha blushed slightly; it had been forever since anyone had called her beautiful, even her husband had always been sweet to her except for the physical relationship part. The way he always fixed his attention on her which was appealing. And the way his eyes would wander to her petite frame every time she entered a room told her he desired her.

"Thank you, you're sweet." Alisha replied, a feeling growing inside her.

"Look, I know your hubby doesn't treat you the way he should. You have so much to offer, but he holds you back. Almost like a prisoner in your home."

Alisha stood and made her way to the sink, trying to fight the new things she was feeling. She was speechless, but her soft smile told Buphen that he was right.

As she rinsed a glass, she felt two strong hands on her shoulders, massaging them slightly. Alisha instinctively turned burying her head in Bhupen's chest sobbing as tears started streaming down her face.

"What? did I say something wrong? Why are you crying?"

"For this." Alisha softly said and lunged into Bhupen’s arms, kissing him passionately.

"Wait, what about your hubby?" Bhupen pulled from the kiss.

"Forget him, take me now" Alisha desires had now overtaken her common sense.

Bhupen couldn't believe the woman he had wanted since the wedding, now wanted him. Pulling her back into the kiss, he too forgot about his best friend.

Lifting Alisha off her feet, their kiss became more passionate. Alisha pointed to the floor, the carpeted area by the table. Carrying her over, Bhupen laid her on the floor.

Alisha looked up at Bhupen, pulling her night gown up; she pushed her panties off and unbuttoned her front opening, freeing her breasts.

"Take those pants off now." She sat up and helped him undo his pants, pulling them off.

Hungering for him, Alisha put her hands on his firm ass and pulled him to her. Bhupen’s large shaft at her mouth. Taking the head in, Alisha started to suck him wildly. The forbidden act she was performing seemed so right. All she wanted now was him inside her.

Laying back, Alisha pulled at Bhupen to join her. As he laid on top of her, Alisha parted her legs, her wet pussy ready for him, desiring him.

Bhupen looked down at his best friends wife, he was about to do something he may regret, but if he could make her happy again, it was worth it. Alisha’s wet vagina welcomed his enormous size.

Alisha moaned loudly and happily as Bhupen entered her deeper, he was much bigger than she expected, and the way he pounded into her felt so right, so natural.

"We don’t have to hurry." Alisha said as she wrapped her legs around her lover. Feeling him in her depths, she knew it would take long.

Looking into Alisha eyes, the way her breasts bounced at each thrust, Bhupen knew it wouldn't take long for him to complete his fantasy. His moans became erratic, a signal to Alisha that he was about to cum.

"Cum in me Bhupen, fill me up." Alisha moaned as her body began to tremble and exploded with an orgasm she never had in her life.

Bhupen felt his balls tighten and with a grunt and long moan, his final thrust fulfilled his beautiful lovers wish. His load shooting deep into her & for the very first time Alisha experienced the height of sexual pleasure which was unknown to her till this moments.

Alisha clutched Bhupen close to her as she felt his hot juices fill her. So much that it trickled out of her pussy.

With all the time in the world to spare, the couple kissed passionately until Bhupen softened and pulled out of her. They redressed up and Alisha went to work cleaning the spot of passion that was now on the carpet. As Bhupen left the room, Alisha used her housewife knowledge and was able to clean the spot and eliminate the smell of sex.
Alisha returned to sitting at the table, sipping her coffee as she listened to the soft music take her in to the heavens above. A broad smile appeared on her face signaling the beginning of the end to her near dry sex life expect for the rare masturbation with which she had satisfied herself the thought made her smile and brought her missing glow back. Comments and feed backs to seekcompany@gmail.com

Yours Lovingly

JJ