The story of a wife’s desire for sex and pussy fucking. I was not fucked before my marriage. After marriage, her husband often fucked her. Desire increased, but husband reduced the frequency of sex.
Accountant Varinder Singh’s back story: Desire is blind-1
Friends, my name is Poonam. I am a 42 year old married woman and have children. It’s been 20 years since marriage. My husband has his own career and his children are now grown up and pursuing good studies.
Everything else was fine, but in the last few years of my marriage, even though everything was going well, nothing was going right.
No no, my husband has no problem with this, in fact the problem is mine.
That way you won’t understand and I won’t tell you in public.
I, Poonam, have been a very ordinary girl since childhood. No boyfriend even in school or college. Don’t create a ruckus.
Although that is not the case, I am good looking and many boys liked me. But I never saw it anywhere. I was very scared of all these things.
When I graduated from college, there was talk about my marriage. I even got married before my final exams.
During my final year exams in college, I used to go to give papers like a Punjabi bride with henna on my hands, bangles on my wrists, new clothes and full bridal makeup.
Well, the paper was written and I passed it. But I am already married, so even after college, I prefer to remain a housewife.
My in-laws’ business is very good. Due to which there is never any shortage of money nor is there any need to do any hard work.
I used to sit at home the whole day and it had become my habit.
My husband also loves me very much so I don’t need anything.
The only thing missing is time. My husband handles the entire business so he gives me very little time.
But as long as we have time, we have a lot of fun.
It was only after marriage that I saw a man’s penis for the first time. For the first time I felt the pain of changing from a girl to a woman. Although I had heard about sex in school and college. But when I tried it, I realized that nothing I had heard till now could compare to this amazing feeling.
The way a man crushes a woman with his body weight, sucks and squeezes her breasts. How he soothed the itch of a woman’s pussy with his penis. When a woman ejaculates… what a wonderful experience it is.
When the man’s hot, thick semen enters the woman’s vagina and lands on her uterus. Then there is no such concept of happiness.
Then it felt like pregnancy. Everyone cares about you a lot. And becoming a mother is an even more pleasant feeling.
I consider myself lucky that my body experiences all these sensations.
This is the happy side of my life. It looks like the life of any other Indian woman.
Now let me tell you another aspect of my life.
There is another aspect of my life that only a few close male friends know about. Even if he himself doesn’t understand it completely. But then we learned something.
My husband or family did not know anything about it.
Today I am a very emotional woman. I was so sensual that when I went to the market to buy food, I used to buy carrots, radishes, cucumbers, gourds and bitter gourds and used to think that if I had to put them in my vagina, would I do it?
I have a standing boutique. I stitch clothes from there. I wear only sarees, Punjabi suits, kurtis and leggings. I never wear jeans etc.
The children have grown up now. So now I never think about wearing jeans.
But the boutique tailor made it clear that all my saree blouses had to be backless at the back and at least 8 inches deep at the front.
Now friends, my bra size is 38. It’s impossible to handle breasts of this size. The load is too heavy and the body cannot maintain balance. The breasts have now become very heavy, which puts pressure on the back and waist that support the breasts, so the hips also become heavy.
So whoever sees this, first sees my breasts and then sees my ass.
My neck is quite deep anyway. That’s why I keep my cleavage open for everyone. While all men touch my cleavage from time to time, I enjoy it most when they are with my wife. Then he started hiding and staring at his mother.
Sometimes I want to tell him- Man, why are you afraid, don’t worry about your wife, relax.
But you also know that I can’t say that.
Sex is an integral part of my daily life. I want sex every day. If I had not been fucked by a boy today, I would have masturbated today. Or you might have cooled it down by sucking something in your pussy.
Now what would you think about such a sensual woman?
Man…I was not like this from the beginning. Even after marriage and having children, I did not take the wrong path.
At first everything was fine in the marriage, but after the birth of the child, the husband started expanding his business. And he has become busy with his work.
He has two daughters and a son. The husband is worried that tomorrow when the daughters grow up, he will have to pay four paise. I should also advance my career for my son.
Because of this his job became very busy and we had sex only once a month.
My desire started increasing. So I turned to radishes for the first time. But his mistake was that he took a big carrot.
Now when that carrot entered my pussy with full arrogance and nervousness.
Actually, for the first time it occurred to me that if there was a penis, it would look like this. So big and thick.
Lifting up my saree and petticoat and lying down on the bed with my legs hanging in the air, legs completely spread apart, I moved the radish in and out of my pussy with my hands.
This crappy carrot is so much fun. So I fucked myself with a carrot until I came.
I discovered this new way of fucking.
Earlier, whenever I felt like having sex, I used to put radish, carrot or cucumber in my pussy.
But gradually I started getting used to it.
Day or night, whenever even the slightest erotic thought came to my mind, something or the other would start going in and out of my pussy.
But still, I missed one thing. This is a man’s touch.
Radish and carrot can provide relief from itching. But the feeling of a man’s hands caressing your breasts, his lips sucking your soft organ.
Instead of cold, dead vegetables, there is hot, manly, living penis.
No one can fulfill his shortcomings.
Now you are intoxicated with lust. And your male partner sinks his teeth into your back. Massage your nipples with your hands. Slap hard.
Where does that thrill of sharp, sharp pain come from?
But despite my many desires, I never had the courage to throw myself into the arms of a man.
Yes, all the men came into my imagination. Whenever a turnip, carrot or cucumber enters my pussy instead of a penis, I enjoy free sex with all the men around me.
I imagined having sex with all my relatives, neighbors, my husband’s friends, even my son’s friends.
Sometimes I hear my friends and relatives talking about their sex life. I can personally feel their happiness after going home and eating some vegetables or something.
Let me tell you one more thing. No matter what vegetables I put in my pussy, I never threw them out after I was done. She would wash it and cook it with other vegetables.
Sometimes I feel as if the salad that my husband ate, or my son ate, or my father-in-law ate, has come out of my pussy.
Hey hey hey… let’s forget about it and move on.
Marriage, having children and career are all going well. And my single.
But now my husband stops having sex not only every month, but even once every two, three or three months.
Once I write the date, you will be surprised. That’s why we have sex only 3 times a year.
I’m someone who wants to have sex 665 days out of 365 days a year. I also have a husband whom I meet only three times a year.
Man, this is too much!
I am curious. I am trying to understand what causes dizziness?
So I suspect that the girl works in my husband’s factory. Could it be that my husband is wasting his youth there?
I’m dying of thirst at home.
But who should I talk to about this now?
I am burning inside. From her own sexuality, and from her husband’s infidelity.
It’s been months since I had this problem, but I can’t find a solution.
Then I thought of a solution, my husband’s best friend is Rajesh Bhai Saheb.
He was my husband’s childhood friend and often visited our house. We have many trusted family members and friends at home.
I thought why not talk to Rajesh Bhai Saheb about this.
After several days of contemplation, one day I called Rajesh Bhai Saheb. After chatting for a while, I asked him for advice and help as a friend.
So he immediately agreed to help me.
I didn’t tell them everything. But he said that these days he is not paying attention to his children at home. Always concentrate on your work. They are so busy, it is as if they are married to the factory. Or there was a factory girl standing between us.
Rajesh ji understands what the reality is. He is also a married man with children.
He encouraged me and said that he would find out the whole story and tell me.
After that we started talking on the phone often.
First there were formal talks and then some strange things happened, but they were never discussed publicly.
Yes, I have full faith in Rajesh and believe that he will overcome the difficulties in my life. And will give a new direction to my life.
He also gave me a new direction in life.
One day he said- Sister-in-law, if you don’t mind, can you come to my house tomorrow? I want to tell you something important. I couldn’t tell on the phone.
I felt that now he will reveal my husband’s secret to me. Now I came to know who else my husband slept with besides me.
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