Read in the story Need for Sex that after my wife died and I became disabled, my sex life ended. On the other hand, my younger daughter is of marriageable age.
Friends, today I am going to tell you the story of one of my readers.
My back story is: My second wedding night
Well, he expressed his grief to me in very few words in an email and also wrote that the rest you can know at your convenience.
So, I present his story to you in my own style, adding my own spice and chilli. Hope you enjoyed the story about sexual needs.
Hello friends, my name is Avtaar, I am 54 years old.
Apart from me, I have a daughter at home who has turned 25 this year.
Earlier I had a complete family. Me, my wife, a daughter and a son.
I work in a private company, children are studying, salary is good, everything is going well.
Then I don’t know whose attention came towards me.
In an accident my wife and son left me and I lost both my legs.
The four rupees I had saved were spent on treatment and other work.
Some relatives and friends were very generous in the beginning, but who can afford what in their lifetime?
If it is a private job and you lose your job, your family will be short of food.
I wanted to marry my daughter but the situation is that I do not have any relation.
Within 4-6 months of that accident, it seemed as if the world had turned its back on me.
I didn’t even know what kind of work I should do… because I couldn’t walk at all and was often in a wheelchair the whole day.
So one day I talked to a friend of mine and arranged a job for my daughter.
Now his work has also become personal.
She finishes all the household work at 8.30 in the morning and goes out and returns home at around 7 in the evening.
After returning home he cooked food for me.
I also used to work sitting in a wheelchair as much as possible. He would clean the house and make tea.
It took me almost a year to recover from this accident.
My daughter’s work is also going well.
But now I saw that he too had started changing.
Earlier she used to wear only salwar kameez but she started wearing jeans, T-shirts, cropped pants, leggings etc.
At home she only wears T-shirts and shorts.
I’m not that old anymore and of course my feet are dead, but this device is perfect. I wake up every morning feeling stiff.
Now when the food enters the stomach, the penis should become erect.
But what should I do with this stall…where should I go?
All the money is in my daughter’s hands, so I can’t ask her to give me some money, I have to go to the prostitute.
Therefore, one solution to this problem is to hire a maid to work at home.
The age of the maid would be around 50 years.
Now these people do not take care of themselves, that is why despite being 50 years old, they look very old.
But after a few days, that old lady started looking like an angel to me too.
Now the question is how to talk to her about sex and how to move forward.
Secondly, if she picks up her ghagra and also asks me for money, then how will I get the money?
Then I thought of another plan, which is to promote it first and make some financial arrangements.
She usually comes around eleven o’clock, so I always look forward to her arrival. When she comes, I will make tea for her, talk to her and give her some advice about happiness and sorrow.
Meaning, within a few days I became friends with him.
Now she often talks to me while drinking tea.
One day, while talking to him, I told him that I had no other problem except not being able to sleep at night.
After my wife left it became very difficult to stay overnight. I don’t understand what to do.
Now she got the hint…but didn’t say anything!
I also said that I don’t have money now and all the income belongs to my daughter, so I can’t even ask her for money for this work.
As I spoke, there was always a look of great despair and helplessness on my face.
Nothing happened that day, but every few days I would turn around and say the same thing again.
I am sure that if she listens to me again and again, one day she will agree.
If she didn’t have to work, she wouldn’t listen to me, she would have interrupted me in the first place.
My efforts bore fruit.
Another day, while I was having tea I started talking.
I lied – you know, it’s my wedding anniversary. Last year we both had a lot of fun, hanging out all day and eating, drinking and having fun at night. Today I am rotting here alone. Today there is no one to hold my hand, no one to console me.
I deliberately pretended to cry.
She stood up, turned towards me and said – Sir, I have been listening to your sad stories for many days and you always give me good advice on what I can do for you when I am happy and sad. did you tell?
My heart swelled: What should you do, you are also married and have children. How can I tell you all this?
She said- No problem sir, I understand everything. You are very kind, you make tea for me every day and understand all my pain and suffering. Many people, even women, do not listen to me, but you, being a man, listen to everything I say. You have given me so much respect, now I should also do something for you.
I wonder what to say, how to say it.
Then he thought and said, if I ask you for something, will you give it to me?
She said- When you said so, it is right!
I said- I want my wife’s love and her physical and mental happiness.
She stood looking at me.
I feel as if she wants to reach out her hand and hold your penis, now should I myself hold your penis and put it in her pussy?
So I held her hand with a sad face and said: Only your company can make my life better.
While speaking I kissed his hand.
Then I remembered that she was sweeping without washing her hands.
But it didn’t matter… I kissed her hand just to see if she would object.
But she didn’t say anything, so I kissed her hand again and caressed her arm.
He caressed her, pulled her towards him.
As soon as she came forward, I held her in my arms.
When I hugged that woman, my heart was like a garden, blooming with flowers.
Her loose breasts touched my chest and I kissed her cheek.
He even held me gently in his arms!
Now what more do you want… Three months of hard work paid off and today my girlfriend is in my arms.
Without wasting any time I grabbed her breasts, which were a little floppy and she was not even wearing a bra.
But another woman’s body still has a different charm.
After pressing her breasts several times, I lifted her blouse, took out her breasts and sucked them.
The smell of her breasts as well as her dirty sweat reached my mouth.
I said to her- Let me tell you one thing, can you bathe me?
She said- Yes, why not?
She was walking in front and I was following her in the wheelchair… She went to the bathroom and I took off my clothes.
I was also naked and dragged myself to the bathroom.
After she took off her clothes, I started filming her on my phone.
I was unable to stand, so she sat down.
I washed her body with hand soap. Dirty colors everywhere.
Her bust is around 36 cm, big belly, thick buttocks and thick thighs. She is perfect inside.
He even bathed me.
Because of her hands my penis became hard.
So I say- Suck it my love!
She took my penis in her hand and sucked it in her mouth.
After a few months I got such happiness.
But I did not let her suck my penis for long, I was afraid that I might ejaculate and while she was sucking the penis with pleasure.
Then I took her to my bedroom.
First wipe my body with the towel, then wipe her body.
Afterwards, I got out of the wheelchair and sat on the bed, completely naked in front of my penis!
I asked him to open that cabinet.
He opened the cupboard.
I said- There are my wife’s clothes in the upper drawer. You took off your bra and panties and wore them.
She took out a white bra and maroon panty and wore it.
Then on my request he applied my wife’s lipstick and kajal on her eyes. She came to me slightly dressed up for her arrival.
I said- You are looking very beautiful!
Even if she wasn’t looking.
I flattered him falsely.
She became happy and smiled.
I called her near me and asked her to sit on my waist.
She sat on my waist, one leg here, the other there.
I held her hips and pressed them, pulled her towards me and started sucking her lips.
The smell of lipstick eliminated the stale taste from her mouth.
Now I can see some heroes in him.
I grabbed her breasts, pressed them hard and sucked her lips and cheeks to my heart’s content.
She also moved her waist and started rubbing her pussy on my penis.
I said- Open your bra!
So she opened the hook of her bra and exposed her breasts to me.
I held her breasts and sucked her nipples, got excited and bit them and she moaned – Oh sir, don’t bite the nipples, it hurts, bite somewhere else.
So I made incision marks at many places on her breasts.
I said- Honey, you have drank a lot of milk, now let me enjoy the salty water of your wonderful pussy.
On my request she stood up and took off her panty.
I could clearly see the wet lips of her hairy pussy.
I was lying straight and she was upside down on me.
She placed her big ass on my mouth.
I opened both the slits of her pussy and touched them gently with my tongue.
I really wanted to see what her pussy juice tasted like.
If I didn’t like the taste, I probably wouldn’t have licked her pussy.
But her pussy tasted good so I licked her clitoris and the entire hole with my tongue.
She was also sucking my penis with great pleasure.
She took out the head of my penis and licked and sucked the entire pink head of the penis, she also licked my ass.
Then I said – Just come up now, I cannot fuck you, you will have to do this work yourself.
She said- No problem sir, I have no problem.
Saying this she turned and sat on top of me. She caught hold of my penis and started taking it in her pussy, going up and down two or four times she swallowed my entire penis.
Now she sat on her feet and started getting fucked.
I got visions of heaven.
What a wonderful pussy she had…wet, smooth and tight.
I asked- Your husband doesn’t do it with you?
He said- He does… but very little! Only sometimes he feels like it, otherwise he gets drunk every day.
I asked- Then you must be going to someone else?
She laughed and said – Yes there is one!
I asked- who is it?
She said- Let it go sir, it’s just someone!
What did I have to do with that?
She kept fucking me slowly; I kept playing with her breasts.
I don’t know whether she had it or not… but after about 7-8 minutes of fucking, my volcano burst inside her pussy.
A lot of goods fell. Thick white fluid was leaking out of her pussy after a while.
But she did not stop until her work was done.
After that she fell down on me.
After lying down for some time, she got up.
I went to the bathroom, washed my face, removed my lipstick and kajal, then cleaned my body.
After that they removed my clothes.
I got dressed and sat on my wheel chair again.
She left.
After that our work got done.
She comes to my house whenever she feels like it; Anytime between 9 am to 6 pm.
My sex life became completely regular.
Now I am happy all the time.
One night I was not able to sleep, I was really feeling like if I was here at this time I would have fucked my sister-in-law.
I couldn’t sleep, so I got up from the bed and came to my wheel chair.
It will be around 11 o’clock at night.
I heard laughter from my daughter’s room.
I thought she might be talking to someone on the phone.
So I slowly came out, pulling my wheel chair.
When I went near my daughter’s room, the light in her room was on.
When I looked inside through the window, the ground went out from under my feet.
I saw that my daughter was lying on the bed as if she were a mare and a boy was pushing her from behind. While the other one has placed his penis in her mouth.
I felt as if I sank into the ground with shame… I trembled.
Driving my wheel chair I came back to my room.
Today for the first time I saw my young daughter completely naked and that too getting fucked with two muskrats simultaneously.
It seemed as if I was not finding a place to die.
Then I thought that she is also young, she is also of marriageable age, she also wants a company for herself.
Well, if she had a boyfriend then there would be no problem.
But there were only two of them and looking at both of them it seemed that neither of them would love my daughter.
I thought I would have to talk to my daughter about this.
After a day or two, I told him – Son, look, now you are of marriageable age, if I was capable, I would have found a good groom for you. But you also know, I am helpless. If you have any preference, please tell me. I would accept that too.
The daughter first looked at me with surprise and then said – How come you suddenly started talking about my marriage today?
I said- I just thought, now you should also get married. Well, whatever mistake happened, it happened, but it would be good if everything goes well in future.
She came to me and said- What mistake have I done?
I said- Hey, let him go, leave him! Can you tell me if you like a boy?
She said- No… First, tell me which mistake of mine have you caught?
Then I was forced to tell him – I had come out the night before yesterday and I saw those two boys and you… while
saying this I stopped.
She came and sat near me and said – Papa, those two boys were not my boyfriends.
I asked- Then you are like this with them?
She started sobbing and started telling openly:
ये सब आपके उस दोस्त ने ही शुरू किया जो आपके सामने मुझे अपनी बेटी कहता था।
मगर जब उसे पता चला कि मुझे आपके इलाज के लिए और पैसे चाहिए, उसी दिन वो अपनी औकात पर आ गया.
उसने मेरे सामने उसने शर्त रख दी कि अगर मुझे पैसे चाहिए तो मुझे उसकी बात माननी पड़ेगी।
मैंने बहुत सोचा, आपसे भी बात करनी चाहिए मगर आप भी मेरी क्या मदद करते।
फिर मजबूर होकर मैंने उसकी बात मान ली।
उसके बाद तो जैसे उसने मुझे अपने लिए ही रख लिया।
जब वो मुझे पैसे देता तो अपने ढंग के कपड़े भी पहनने को कहता, उसके कहने पर ही मैंने जीन्स टी शर्ट वगैराह पहनने शुरू किए।
फिर उसका बेटा विदेश से पढ़ कर वापिस आ गया।
जब उसने फेक्टरी जॉइन की एक उसने मुझे अपने बाप के साथ रंगे हाथों पकड़ लिया।
उसने अपने बाप को तो कुछ नहीं कहा मगर उसके बाद मेरी रेल बन गई। जब दिल करता बाप पकड़ लेता, जब दिल करता बेटा पकड़ लेता।
मुझे तो उन लोगों ने अपनी रखैल ही बना कर रख लिया।
धीरे धीरे मुझे समझ आने लगा कि ये खेल सिर्फ इसी चीज़ का है।
उसके बाद मैंने अपने दम पर अपने लिए लोग तलाश करने शुरू किए।
इसमें मुझे कोई खास दिक्कत नहीं आई।
और फिर तो मेरे बहुत से दोस्त बन गए।
उस रात जो आपने देखा वो मेरे बॉय फ्रेंड नहीं थे, मेरे क्लाइंट थे।
मैंने कहा- तो क्या तुम धन्धा करने लगी हो?
वो बोली- आप ये भी कह सकते हो. मगर यह मत भूलना कि ये जो आज आप अच्छा खा पीकर बढ़िया कपड़े पहन कर बैठे हो, ये सिर्फ उस फेक्टरी की कमाई है। इसमें मेरा खून पसीना सब लगा है।
इतना कहकर मेरी बेटी रोने लगी।
मैं पत्थर के बुत की तरह वहाँ बैठा रहा, अपनी रोती हुई बेटी को चुप भी न करवा सका।
रोने के बाद वो खुद हही चुप हो गई और मैं अपनी व्हील चेयर खींचता वापिस अपने कमरे में आ गया।
उस रात मुझे नींद नहीं आई, मैंने खुद को बहुत ही मजबूर पाया।
उसके बाद मैंने अपने मन में सोचा कि अगर मैंने समय से उसकी शादी कर दी होती आज मुझे ये दिन न देखना पड़ता!
मगर फिर धीरे धीरे मुझे इस सब की आदत सी हो गई, क्योंकि अब तो हर रात मेरी बेटी के कमरे से मुझे आवाज़ें आती हैं. मगर अब मुझे उनसे कोई परेशानी नहीं क्योंकि दिन में अब मैं अपने कमरे में अपनी कामवाली की आवाज़ें निकलवाता हूँ अपनी ही बेटी के ब्रा पेंटी पहना कर।
