After my husband’s accident, I stopped getting my pussy fucked. When I became friends with a boy living in our neighborhood, I tried to control myself.
I am Neetu. When I was nineteen, I married Nitin and had a son the next year. Perhaps my body was not ready at that time, hence many problems occurred during delivery, as a result of which I could not get pregnant.
Gradually my son grew up and started going to school. Our sex life was also going well, I had not had sex with anyone before marriage and after marriage I never cheated on Nitin.
Everything was going well when suddenly life took a strange turn and everything changed.
Nitin met with an accident while riding a bicycle and suffered a spinal injury. It took a year for him to recover and stand on his feet, but he could no longer walk as before.
After a few days he started working. Nitin got a comfortable job in the office but his salary also reduced. I also started a part-time job for this purpose.
After the accident, our sex life came to an end and despite many efforts, his penis could not become completely hard.
I was only twenty-four years old at that time, still very young. Many times she tried to satisfy my desire for her pussy with her fingers or other things but it did not quench my thirst. Seeing my helplessness, Nitin also became helpless and started apologizing to me.
Days passed and I ignored my pussy’s needs and physical hunger, but it started affecting my beauty and mental state.
At that time, three bachelors came to live in a house near us. All three have just graduated from college and are working. This tells us a little bit about Sunil and that all three of them work in shifts, so it is difficult for all three of them to meet together.
Although everything is close to us in our society, Sunil comes to us only when there is a need. Sunil often came to our house to talk to Nitin and he got along well with our son.
After a few days, his roommate quit his job and went to his city, leaving Sunil alone.
Once on Holi he came to our house and played colours. After Nitin’s incident, I stopped playing and decorating Holi. My son was playing with friends when the doorbell rang.
When I opened the door, Sunil was standing in front. Its color is green and red. He said
, “Happy Holi brother.”
“Sunil, I am allergic to colors…don’t color me…” I stopped him.
“It is just a tilak…I don’t know how to apply color…Nitin Bhai…you tell me sister-in-law!”
He said looking at Nitin.
“Neetu, let him take the vaccine…he has only asked for one vaccine.”
He became happy after getting Nitin’s permission. He applied tilak on my forehead and suddenly grabbed a handful of color with his other hand and started coloring my cheeks.
When I turned to run away, he had already covered my cheeks and neck with paint. During the struggle his hand accidentally touched my chest. He also applied color on my chest and back.
I ran away from there and went inside. Later Sunil applied color to Nitin and went out to play Holi.
A lot had changed since that incident, my body had not been touched by any man for a long time. I didn’t feel anything at that time. But whenever I would touch my neck and chest in the shower, I would remember Sunil’s touch and my pussy would get wet.
He reawakened the suppressed desires within me. From that day onwards I started thinking about Sunil and started caressing my pussy and soothing it with my fingers.
A few days passed like this and now Nitin got promoted and his workload increased. After the accident, he never had the courage to drive, so I often took Sunil to the market.
The touch of the bike increased my desire further, but I did not have the courage to go further.
Due to Nitin’s promotion, I no longer had to work, so I also stopped working and started staying at home to take care of the children. Everything started going well.
Sunil had not come to our house for about two-three days, so I went to his house and knocked on the door.
When he opened the door I saw that he was scared.
“Hey, Sunil, what happened?” “
It’s nothing brother… it’s just a little fever… the doctor has asked me to take rest.” Sunil groaned.
“Oh God…you have a very high fever…let’s lie down.”
When I placed my hand on his forehead, I saw that his entire body was on fire.
I asked him again, did you eat anything?
“Tiffin has not arrived yet… I will eat when I come.” “
No need… I’ll get ready now.” And how dirty you have made the room. ,
he said nothing. I came home and prepared dal and rice for him.
At first he refused, so I force-fed him the food. Then give him medicine and put him to sleep. Later I cleaned her room thoroughly.
By evening his fever subsided.
“Thank you sister-in-law… the fever did not go down for two days, but it went down within three hours.” “
Don’t eat anything for lunch now… I will prepare food and bring it in the evening.” I said to him.
“Okay, Dr. Sahiba,” he said teasingly.
“Devil… let me see how high is the fever right now?” When I placed my hand on his forehead, he placed his hand on mine and said – Thank you sister-in-law… you are troubling me a lot.
My heart beat faster at his sudden touch. I controlled myself and returned home from there.
Within two days he completely recovered and returned to work. Our relationship has become even closer in the last two days. But we still haven’t crossed our limits.
Diwali is just around the corner. We want to paint the house. The house was very dirty, so I started cooking using Sunil’s kitchen.
There were painters at home all day, so I went to Sunil’s house to rest in the afternoon.
One afternoon I went to Sunil’s house to rest. At some point I fell asleep due to work fatigue. Suddenly I felt something in my stomach. Because I was sleeping, I couldn’t tell whether it was real or a dream. I remained lying like that for some time.
Gradually I started feeling sensation under my breasts. Now every pore of my body was excited. About two years later, I felt a surge of emotions inside me and lay there with my eyes closed.
After a while, the touch started from my navel and moved to my stomach, and from there it moved to my waist. After staying there for some time, that touch moved towards the void of my salwar and the next moment my void opened and I started feeling this touch even closer to my pussy.
“Hmm…um.” Half asleep and half awake, a moan came out of my mouth and the touching stopped.
I lay there with my eyes closed and after a while he moved down again, closer to the elastic band of my panty.
After some time, I started feeling that feeling on my pussy over the panty itself. With that touch I suddenly woke up and stood up.
When I looked in front, Sunil was sitting next to me.
“Sunil…you…you…I…you…here…”
While sleeping I forgot that I was lying on her bed at her house.
“Uh…sister-in-law…I…she…so…I’m sorry.” He could not say anything and walked out of the bedroom with his head bowed.
I sat like that for a while and started wondering whose fault it was. He had already started but I should have stopped him when I woke up. But I kept enjoying her antics even while sleeping.
It doesn’t matter whose fault it was, whatever happened…it shouldn’t have happened. I calmed myself down and adjusted my clothes.
“Sorry sister-in-law.” I heard these words while coming out of the bedroom, but I went straight to my house.
Now I stopped going in front of him. He started hesitating even in coming to our house. Paint work etc. was also completed in my house.
Then during Diwali, Nitin invited Sunil to his house for dinner. He came home at night. He brought a dress and sweets for my son.
While eating, our eyes met once or twice, embarrassment was clearly visible in his eyes. I felt bad for him, but I couldn’t do anything with Nitin there.
The next day was Diwali, in the morning both my husband and son were sleeping. I got up and cleaned the house and made rangoli in the courtyard. Sunil’s house was nearby so I also went there and started making rangoli.
“So at last you have forgiven me.”
I got scared by this sudden sound and looked in front – Sunil you!
I adjusted the gown and stood up.
“Sister-in-law, forgive me… I crossed the limit that day.”
“Sunil please.”
I was trembling… I don’t know what came to my mind that I went away from there.
On one side was my husband, from whom I did not get any physical pleasure for two years and there was no guarantee of getting it in future also. On the other side was Sunil, who could fulfill all my needs but…
How can I trust him if something happens tomorrow? What if someone comes to know? My house can be destroyed… no no, this is not right. I can’t take such a big risk just for a few moments of fun.
I left the rangoli incomplete and returned to my home. When I came home and looked at the clock, it was five in the morning. When I went to the bedroom, both my husband and son were sleeping.
I sat in the hall and started thinking. I couldn’t understand what was going on in my mind. If there was one thing then it would be understandable. A flood of thoughts flooded my mind. Good and bad, moral and immoral, social fear, all the ideas were presenting their respective sides.
My feet left the house on their own. Everything was quiet outside… so quiet that I could even hear my own heartbeat.
When I went in front of Sunil’s house and knocked on the door, the door opened automatically. Sunil was sitting in the hall itself.
“Sister-in-law…you!” He said with surprise.
Words were not coming out of my mouth, there was still turmoil going on in my mind. I came inside her house and closed the door.
“Sister-in-law…what happened?” He started moving towards me. Slowly he came closer to me.
“Sister in law!”
He placed his hand on my shoulder. Every pore of my body felt happy with that touch and a stream of water welled up in me. All the emotions were swept away in that flood and I hugged Sunil tightly and started kissing his chest.
He was surprised by my sudden move and started trying to push me away.
It failed because of the force of my arm’s grip. Feeling the warmth of my body he also melted, held me in his arms and started caressing my back.
Friends, this is a true incident which cannot be fully described in a few words. So keeping all these things in mind, I am going to write the entire story of my desire for pussy in the next part.
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