My husband fucks me continuously but does not give me any pleasure. After my husband died, I often remembered fucking some thirsty woman. What measures did I take to reduce my cravings?
Friends, my name is Rani Devi and I am a resident of Rohtas. I am 42 years old and it has been almost 3 years since my husband passed away.
You bastards… already drooling, at least now you know me!
Don’t I need to look like a movie heroine? I can be black, I can be fat, I can be ugly, I can be ugly, I can be worthless.
Come on, if you guys just want to have fun then do it. My skin tone is neither fair nor dark, but slightly darker than that. I look white in winter and black in summer.
I am 5’2”, I am slim and now with age my breasts are sagging. After giving birth to the child, my stomach was a little swollen and I also had many stretch marks on my body.
The face is good, nothing special, God does not even give beauty to the poor, whatever He gives, He gives only to the rich.
Nothing extraordinary has happened in my life so far, as long as my husband is alive. When I was 20 years old, when I got married, on the wedding night my husband, under the influence of alcohol, threw a virgin girl like a patrolman.
Even after that we always continued having sex like this.
At first I didn’t even know how it happened. Later I gradually came to know from my sister and sister-in-law that a woman can also ejaculate and she can also ejaculate.
But by then I had three children and in 8 years of marriage with my husband, I had never ejaculated during sex. I became a thirsty woman.
When I learned that women’s vaginas also release fluid and that women ejaculate just like men, I told my husband – take your time, I should also enjoy it!
But he did not listen to a single thing I said.
After listening to the words of my female relatives once or twice, I thought that sometimes I should also try to get fucked outside by other men. But she never had the courage because she was afraid of her husband and in-laws.
But my life changed a lot after my husband passed away three years ago.
After my husband died, I spent a year and six months crying and beating myself up. After this the situation improved and the elder son started handling her husband’s business. My daughter and son are studying now.
Our house is shared and I have two rooms in my big house. After finishing all the work in the morning, I often sit with my sister-in-law or sister-in-law and help them in their work or pass the time by talking.
At night my daughter sleeps with me and my two sons sleep in the other room. But sometimes there is trouble at night, now a woman who has been having sex for 18-19 years, how can that thirsty woman live without sex.
Sometimes she would take bath with cold water at night and sometimes she would meditate in worship. But where can the restlessness of the mind survive? Then I thought what to do.
One afternoon I was sleeping alone in my room and dreamed that my husband was coming. As soon as he came, he took off my saree and took out his huge penis from my nightie and inserted it inside me.
I felt a lot of pain and screamed a lot but he did not stop fucking me until my pussy started bleeding.
As soon as he took his penis out of my pussy, a stream of water came out of my pussy and I orgasmed so hard as if I had lost all the joy of my life. The husband’s penis was as big as the palm of his hand and was still fully erect. Sometimes I would look at my husband’s penis and sometimes at my torn pussy.
Then my eyes opened and I sat up. I felt like it was not a dream, it was really my husband fucking me. I got up and closed the door of my room and came back and picked up my saree and started looking at my pussy.
Water was flowing from my hairy pussy.
When I touched it my entire hand was wet.
I lay down on the bed, spread my legs, touched my pussy and saw that water was coming out of it. As I caressed my pussy, my pleasure increased even more. While playing with my body, I inserted my big fingers into my pussy and it felt as if a long thin penis was entering my pussy.
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I closed my eyes and lay down and started moving my fingers in and out of my vagina. Sometimes I massage the pussy and sometimes I insert fingers. She lifted her top and bra all the way up, exposed her breasts, and rubbed and pressed them with one hand.
In fact, I was so excited that if someone came to climb on me, I would not refuse him. Be it a human being or an animal, a relative, a child, an old man, whoever it is, as long as he has a penis, he will come and put it in my cunt and fuck me and I, a thirsty woman, will become his slave.
But there was no one there, so I kept playing with my body alone. My frenzy increased and I kept pressing my pussy and breasts harder and harder.
Then I had the best feeling of my life.
In fact, so much water came out of my pussy that I became so distraught and restless that I fell off the bed in the desire to do the work.
But my finger did not come out of my pussy, it was still moving like that. I was breathing very fast. For how long did I lie naked on the floor, oblivious to the world, overwhelmed by the unforgettable sensation of ejaculating for the first time in my life.
After a long time, the intoxication subsided and I stood up and adjusted my clothes.
But this realization colored my life. I began to think how lucky those women would be if their husbands could give them the pleasure of ejaculating from their penises, a pleasure from which my husband has so far denied me.
Since then this became my daily habit. Whenever I think about it, I wipe the fluid from my vagina with my fingers.
But after 2-4 months I got satisfied with my fingers and now I want something bigger and thicker than my fingers. So I started with two fingers. But that didn’t work, so I tried using carrots, radishes, brinjals and many other things.
But after one or two uses everything becomes useless.
In such a situation, I thought for a moment that if I ask my brother-in-law, who knows, he might be able to help me. But I had no intention of impressing my brother-in-law.
But brother-in-law first moved forward a little and started kissing between us, but then he did not know what happened and started moving back again.
If I call him by gesture or with some excuse, he ignores me.
One day, seeing the opportunity, I asked – What happened Lalla ji, are you avoiding Bhojai these days?
So he took me to my room and took out his penis and shook it and said – put it in your pussy, your sister-in-law is very horny, take it and get fucked by your mother.
Of course I would have got fucked by my brother-in-law, but I did not enjoy being abused like this at all.
So I left him.
But my problem is still the same. What can I do now to calm my anger?
One day some electrical work was being done in the house. So the electrician installed some pipes in the wall and found one near my room.
I just picked her up and took her in my hand and went to my room.
She sat quietly and kept thinking that the tube was so hard, how good it would be to have such a hard cock.
Then I thought I should try using this tube as a penis.
I quickly went and closed the door, picked up my saree and tried to keep the pipe in my pocket. But the end of the tube was very rough and
sharp, so it pricked my tender pussy and I could not insert it.
So I first started rubbing the end of that tube on the sheet and kept rubbing slowly for a long time and when the end of that tube became soft, I tried to insert that tube into my pussy again.
This time the tube went into my vagina without puncturing it. As soon as the tube goes inside, the pussy starts releasing water and within a minute the pussy becomes wet and the tube starts moving in and out easily. But the half inch thick tube could not give the pleasure that a thick penis provides.
That’s why I think more experiments should be done on this.
Then I started looking for something that could wrap around this tube and be both fluffy and soft. I tried using cloth first, but the cloth felt hard and rough.
Then I did another thing, first of all I placed a child’s ball in front of the water pipe. But the ball is larger than the tube, so the tube looks like a magician’s wand.
One day, I noticed that the electrical appliances that were delivered had synthetic packaging. I picked up the packaging, straightened the wrapping paper and wrapped it around the tube. The thickness of the ball that only wraps the front of the pipe.
After wrapping the synthetic sheet around the tube, I cut off the excess sheet and applied cello tape. When I looked at it, it looked like a dildo.
But when I tried to insert it into my vagina, it did not go in. Then I wondered what else could be done to solve this problem?
The length and thickness were exactly what I wanted.
Then I thought of doing another experiment.
I know that there are prohibited items under my sister-in-law’s mattress. One day I quietly went inside and picked up the entire package. Ten people were detained in the package.
I put two restraints on that dildo and then when I inserted that tube dildo into my vagina.
“Ah…” What a bastard he has become!
I closed the room and took off my saree, shirt, bra and became completely naked.
Then he lay down on the bed and kissed and licked my erect penis. Then, between her breasts, across her stomach and up to her buttocks.
Then when I inserted that cock into my pussy.
“Wow… what is happening! First, the balls go in, as do the hard head of a man’s penis. Then, a tube covered with a synthetic sheet goes inside. Tough, tough, yet soft.
During insertion, I inserted the entire tube into my pussy. This should be approximately 7-8 inches of pipe. But like a good man, he filled my pussy with his powerful cock.
At first I was lying on the bed but then I held that penis with both my hands and made it stand straight and sat on it. I put my entire penis in the pussy and started moving up and down. The magnificent cock started moving in and out of my pussy and my thirsty pussy filled with pleasure and started releasing fluid upon fluid.
The movement of the waist is becoming faster and faster, and the pleasure is becoming stronger and more intense.
I don’t know how long I moved my waist, how many times that fake penis moved in and out of my cunt, but when I ejaculated, I felt so much pleasure that tears started flowing from my eyes.
Tears of happiness, tears of satisfaction, tears of fulfillment.
I don’t know what it was, but there was no limit to my joy.
When I ejaculated and fell exhausted on my own bed, I left that penis in my vagina. But within some time, the fake penis automatically slipped out of my vagina.
I picked it up and took it in my mouth and sucked it. My own penis, soaked in the water of my pussy, was giving me the same taste as I used to get while sucking my husband’s penis.
After that I made that cock my life with me. I wash it and keep it clean after every use. But when I use it, I always put a new restriction on it.
It’s been almost 2 years today, and I am no longer a thirsty woman, I am completely satisfied with my life partner.
If you also have such a problem, then use your brain, it is better than lying under someone like this, raise your hand to Jagannath. Sharif of Sharif, and without husband or boyfriend, completely satisfied even in sex.
Okay sir, the rest is your choice.
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