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Vidya (29) spotted Amrita (31) at the pantry of their office and walked towards her. Amrita seemed lost in thoughts and worried as she sat there holding on to her coffee mug with both hands.
"Hey!" Vidya greeted as she pulled a chair opposite her.
"Hi," Amrita replied, forcing a smile.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Umm.. I guess you don't want to talk about it..."
"There's nothing to talk about, OK?" Amrita retorted, her voice stern.
"OK OK, calm down. I was just asking," Vidya said, sensing she didn't want to talk about it, and got up to leave.
"I am sorry. I shouldn't have reacted that way. It's just that... I don't know... My life is a mess..."
Vidya sat down. She reached for Amrita's hand and tapped at it gently. "I am here if you want to talk about it."
Amrita didn't say anything and just sat there staring at her coffee mug.
"I won't force you, Amrita. So if you are not comfortable sharing then it's fine. I understand."
"I don't think things are working out with Naveen. It might be best for us to get divorced," Amrita revealed, and Vidya was taken aback.
"What's wrong? I mean you never mentioned anything bad about him before."
"He is a great guy and all that. He takes good care of me, but a woman needs more than care."
"Umm..." Vidya wasn't sure what exactly Amrita meant and Amrita sensed it from her blank expression.
"Its been months since he and I made love. Almost a year."
"Oh! Didn't you talk to him about it?"
"Yes, several times. He is either always busy with work or tired. I am fed up. He was never like this. I don't know what's going on with him. He's like he is not interested in me anymore."
"You just need to spice things up a bit, Amrita. I mean, Rakesh and I had a phase like that before too. I tease him and then we play these games you know. Like I tease him but he is not allowed to touch me for a week. And we are not allowed to please ourselves either. Sometimes we role play with each other - play out our fantasies," Vidya shared, her voice low almost like a whisper so that no one else could hear her.
"I have tried teasing him and all that. And he doesn't react or talk about it. Whenever I bring the topic up, he outright dismisses it with some excuse or the other," Amrita said in frustration.
"Hmm. Is he having an affair?" Vidya probed.
"I don't think so.. I checked his phone but couldn't find anything suspicious."
"Hmm..."
"Maybe I should create a fake account and try chatting with him to see how he reacts to other women?" Amrita wondered.
"Yes! I think that's a good idea. Try that."
"OK. Let's create one now," Amrita said, taking her phone and pulled up FB.
Together they set up a fake account with the name Meera Prakash. And they drafted the first message which read:
"Hi Naveen. I am someone you know. I am a huge fan of yours. but I didn't know what you'd think of me if I'd texted you from my real account. I don't have the courage to tell you who I am - at least not yet. And so I created this account just for us. I don't want anyone else to know about this, so please don't mention this to anyone else. Hope you'll reply. By the way, you look hot in that blue shirt today."
Amrita and Vidya giggled like two mischievous girls as they sent that message.
"Let's see if he'll respond or not," Vidya said, anxiously.
"Yes. But I can't use this account at home. Can you check this account and see if Naveen replies? You know the password anyways."
"I'd be in trouble if Rakesh finds out about this account. So it's best that we check this when we are at the office."
"That's right, let's not take any risks."
---
The next day at the office, both women met at the pantry again.
"He replied!" Amrita said anxiously.
"I know! I couldn't stop myself from checking last night," Vidya confessed.
"So... what do you think?"
Amrita was already logged into Meera's account as they both read Naveen's reply again - "I am not interested in chatting with someone on a fake account."
"I am not sure. On the one hand it's good news because he is not the kind that chases every woman. But at the same time, he also seems to be open to such interactions," Vidya reasoned.
"That's exactly what I thought too. So what next?"
"Let's nudge him some more and see?"
Together, they drafted the next reply:
"Only the account is fake. Not me. I am very much real, and my feelings are real too. And I am sure you can understand my reasons. By the way, I hope you did not mention this to anyone else? I am trusting you."
Amrita tapped on "Send" and smiled.
Both of them were contemplating on what to do next when they got a reply from Naveen - "You haven't told me anything about yourself for me to break your trust."
"That's new," Amrita said. "He doesn't usually check FB at work."
Vidya sensed that Amrita was anxious, and she was worried about her. "Amrita, maybe this wasn't a good idea."
"No. I want to know. Let's see where this leads to," Amrita said sternly as she typed the reply to his message, and Vidya watched.
Meera: "I know. But I already told you the most important thing. I have feelings for you. And I like you a lot, more than you can imagine."
Naveen: "That doesn't help much. Tell me about you. How do you know me?"
Meera: "I am actually Amrita's friend. Now you know why I told you I am trusting you. Your wife is a good friend of mine and I don't know what she'll think of me if she finds out that I'm texting you."
Naveen: "You should stop texting me."
Meera: "I can't stop this. I wouldn't have created this account if I could contain my emotions. You are all I can think of these days, even when I am making out with my husband. I don't know what is wrong with me. Maybe you are right. It's best that I stop. I don't know if I can though. Listen, I have to go now. If possible, come online tonight after 11 PM. I'll be waiting. Bye."
Amrita logged out from the account after sending the message.
"I don't know where you are going with this," Vidya said softly.
"I won't be able to text him lying beside him. Can you chat with him at 11?"
"Amrita, I..."
"Please, Vidya. Just chat. I want to know how far he'd go."
Vidya thought about it for a few seconds before reluctantly nodding, "OK."
---
Later that night, Vidya was lying on her bed, having second thoughts about chatting with Naveen. She was worried that Amrita was going to be hurt. At the same time, she was also curious to know how far Naveen would go. The fact that Rakesh was on night shift gave her courage as she picked up her phone and logged in.
There was one unread message from Naveen - "I can not be online at that time. Amrita will be with me."
Feeling relieved, Vidya typed her response, "It's OK. I understand."
But just then came his response - "I am here."
Vidya sighed before continuing
Meera: "I thought you wouldn't come. Is Amrita asleep?"
Naveen: "I think so. She is lying next to me."
Meera: "If it's too risky then, maybe we shouldn't..."
Naveen: "Where's your husband?"
Meera: "He's asleep."
Naveen: "I want to see you."
That message made Vidya nervous.
Meera: "I am scared."
Naveen: "How do I even know if you are not someone playing a prank on me?"
Meera: "This is not a prank. Trust me."
Naveen: "Prove it."
Meera: "How?"
Naveen: "Take a selfie and send it to me. You can mask your face if you are not comfortable"
Vidya didn't know what to do.
Meera: "I can't. It's too risky."
Naveen: "What are you afraid of?"
Vidya thought about it for a few seconds before replying.
Meera: "OK. Wait."
Vidya thought that maybe it was okay since she was going to crop out her head. She was wearing a loose white shirt and no one would be able to make anything out from that picture. The fact that she was on a fake account boosted her confidence. And so she took a selfie of herself sitting on her bed, with legs folded. She cropped the selfie as tight as possible without any part above her neck. And then sent Naveen the file. Even though the air conditioner was on, Vidya was sweating and her breathing labored. Deep inside she wasn't sure about all this, but for some reason it turned her on too.
Naveen: "I can't see much in this picture. But you seem to be turned on."
Vidya was surprised by his comment.
Meera: "How do you know that?"
Naveen: "I can see the outline of your nipple."
Vidya immediately zoomed in on her picture and he was right!
Naveen: "I want to feel that nipple. I want to tease it with the tip of my tongue."
Vidya was taken aback by his message - but it was not the message per se, but the whole situation that triggered something inside her. Someone, that too her friend's husband, texting explicitly with her like that, at that time of the hour excited her.
Vidya couldn't help herself but her fingers reached for the tip of her nipple over her t-shirt as she teased her nipple gently. She felt the moistness building between her legs. She moaned softly, but somehow managed to compose herself.
Maybe she had enough to share with Amrita already and only needed a confirmation. She wanted to confirm if Naveen was cheating on Amrita already with someone else.
Meera: "Is that what you say to all your lovers?"
Naveen: "Haha. There are no other lovers. All this is new to me. I have never cheated on Amrita."
Meera: "You expect me to believe that? It's hard to believe that someone charming like you never had an extra-marital affair."
Naveen: "I am telling you the truth. My work has been my only focus recently. So I never had the time."
Meera: "Why now then?"
Naveen: "I don't know. Your messages, it felt like you are someone I know. I felt a connection."
Vidya sensed that Naveen must have felt the connection because the messages were sent by his wife and she of course knew him too well. She concluded that she'd got what she was looking for.
Meera: "I think I am ruining your family. Maybe I shouldn't have texted you. All this is my fault. I must go now."
Naveen: "What color are your nipples?"
Vidya gasped. There's no way she was going to answer that. She typed, "I am sorry, I have to go now..." and as she was typing it came his next message before she could send it.
Naveen: "I am stroking myself, imagining them as brown."
Vidya bit her lower lip and erased what she had typed.
Meera: "It's dark brown."
Naveen: "Show me."
Meera: "No. I can't"
Naveen: "You can. I want to see them."
Vidya was already in heat and she wasn't thinking straight either. After all, she was safe behind a fake account, she thought. She lifted her t-shirt and clicked a close up shot of her dark brown erect nipple. She pinched and pulled at the nipple, moaning, before taking another click. And then she sent it to him.
Meera: "Happy?"
Vidya gasped at his reply which was a close up picture of his raging erect manhood. The foreskin pulled back and the head swollen like a large mushroom head, the shaft thick and his fingers wrapped around the base of it as it held it towards the camera.
Vidya ran her finger on the screen, tracing the outline of the thick vein that ran across his rod and zoomed in on the swollen head, which was glistening with his pre-cum juices. She licked her lips and her hand dropped down to between her legs, finding its way inside her panties as her fingers caressed her womanhood.
"Aaah..mmmm...." she moaned.
Naveen: "Happy?"
This is wrong. This is all wrong. Vidya told herself as she took her fingers away from between her legs. What if Amrita saw these messages? What would she think of her?
Meera: "Yes. But I am sorry. I must go now. My husband seems to be awake."
Naveen: "Will you text me in the morning?"
Vidya thought for a few seconds before replying.
Meera: "Yes. But not from this account. I'll create another one. I think a friend of mine might know the password to this account. So don't send any messages to this account any more."
Naveen: "OK. I'll wait till you text."
Meera: "Good night."
Naveen: "Good night."
Vidya scrolled up her chat and deleted all the messages starting from when he had asked about the color of her nipples till the good night messages.
---
The next day at the office.
"Did you see the messages? It kinda got carried away a bit..." Vidya said, faking a smile, knowing Amrita would have seen that she had sent her selfie to Naveen.
"Oh don't worry about that. You were only playing along to convince him. I understand, and you handled it perfectly. But now I feel bad for thinking that he was cheating on me," Amrita said, looking lively again.
"Yes. He... seems to be a great guy."
"Right. And you know what? Last night, I think after your chat, he woke me up and we... we did it!!! After SO many months. Hahaha..."
"Wow! That's awesome!" Vidya pretended to be happy for her and hugged her.
As Vidya hugged Amrita, she wasn't sure what she was going to do next. She knew she should never text Naveen again. But the recent incidents had triggered something in her, and she wasn't sure if she could resist the temptation to try it again.
Maybe just one more time? She wondered...
//Its a basic starter, but a good set up that can lead to a lot of possibilities and the complexities that come with it.//
//18+ role play plot//
Vidya (29) spotted Amrita (31) at the pantry of their office and walked towards her. Amrita seemed lost in thoughts and worried as she sat there holding on to her coffee mug with both hands.
"Hey!" Vidya greeted as she pulled a chair opposite her.
"Hi," Amrita replied, forcing a smile.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Umm.. I guess you don't want to talk about it..."
"There's nothing to talk about, OK?" Amrita retorted, her voice stern.
"OK OK, calm down. I was just asking," Vidya said, sensing she didn't want to talk about it, and got up to leave.
"I am sorry. I shouldn't have reacted that way. It's just that... I don't know... My life is a mess..."
Vidya sat down. She reached for Amrita's hand and tapped at it gently. "I am here if you want to talk about it."
Amrita didn't say anything and just sat there staring at her coffee mug.
"I won't force you, Amrita. So if you are not comfortable sharing then it's fine. I understand."
"I don't think things are working out with Naveen. It might be best for us to get divorced," Amrita revealed, and Vidya was taken aback.
"What's wrong? I mean you never mentioned anything bad about him before."
"He is a great guy and all that. He takes good care of me, but a woman needs more than care."
"Umm..." Vidya wasn't sure what exactly Amrita meant and Amrita sensed it from her blank expression.
"Its been months since he and I made love. Almost a year."
"Oh! Didn't you talk to him about it?"
"Yes, several times. He is either always busy with work or tired. I am fed up. He was never like this. I don't know what's going on with him. He's like he is not interested in me anymore."
"You just need to spice things up a bit, Amrita. I mean, Rakesh and I had a phase like that before too. I tease him and then we play these games you know. Like I tease him but he is not allowed to touch me for a week. And we are not allowed to please ourselves either. Sometimes we role play with each other - play out our fantasies," Vidya shared, her voice low almost like a whisper so that no one else could hear her.
"I have tried teasing him and all that. And he doesn't react or talk about it. Whenever I bring the topic up, he outright dismisses it with some excuse or the other," Amrita said in frustration.
"Hmm. Is he having an affair?" Vidya probed.
"I don't think so.. I checked his phone but couldn't find anything suspicious."
"Hmm..."
"Maybe I should create a fake account and try chatting with him to see how he reacts to other women?" Amrita wondered.
"Yes! I think that's a good idea. Try that."
"OK. Let's create one now," Amrita said, taking her phone and pulled up FB.
Together they set up a fake account with the name Meera Prakash. And they drafted the first message which read:
"Hi Naveen. I am someone you know. I am a huge fan of yours. but I didn't know what you'd think of me if I'd texted you from my real account. I don't have the courage to tell you who I am - at least not yet. And so I created this account just for us. I don't want anyone else to know about this, so please don't mention this to anyone else. Hope you'll reply. By the way, you look hot in that blue shirt today."
Amrita and Vidya giggled like two mischievous girls as they sent that message.
"Let's see if he'll respond or not," Vidya said, anxiously.
"Yes. But I can't use this account at home. Can you check this account and see if Naveen replies? You know the password anyways."
"I'd be in trouble if Rakesh finds out about this account. So it's best that we check this when we are at the office."
"That's right, let's not take any risks."
---
The next day at the office, both women met at the pantry again.
"He replied!" Amrita said anxiously.
"I know! I couldn't stop myself from checking last night," Vidya confessed.
"So... what do you think?"
Amrita was already logged into Meera's account as they both read Naveen's reply again - "I am not interested in chatting with someone on a fake account."
"I am not sure. On the one hand it's good news because he is not the kind that chases every woman. But at the same time, he also seems to be open to such interactions," Vidya reasoned.
"That's exactly what I thought too. So what next?"
"Let's nudge him some more and see?"
Together, they drafted the next reply:
"Only the account is fake. Not me. I am very much real, and my feelings are real too. And I am sure you can understand my reasons. By the way, I hope you did not mention this to anyone else? I am trusting you."
Amrita tapped on "Send" and smiled.
Both of them were contemplating on what to do next when they got a reply from Naveen - "You haven't told me anything about yourself for me to break your trust."
"That's new," Amrita said. "He doesn't usually check FB at work."
Vidya sensed that Amrita was anxious, and she was worried about her. "Amrita, maybe this wasn't a good idea."
"No. I want to know. Let's see where this leads to," Amrita said sternly as she typed the reply to his message, and Vidya watched.
Meera: "I know. But I already told you the most important thing. I have feelings for you. And I like you a lot, more than you can imagine."
Naveen: "That doesn't help much. Tell me about you. How do you know me?"
Meera: "I am actually Amrita's friend. Now you know why I told you I am trusting you. Your wife is a good friend of mine and I don't know what she'll think of me if she finds out that I'm texting you."
Naveen: "You should stop texting me."
Meera: "I can't stop this. I wouldn't have created this account if I could contain my emotions. You are all I can think of these days, even when I am making out with my husband. I don't know what is wrong with me. Maybe you are right. It's best that I stop. I don't know if I can though. Listen, I have to go now. If possible, come online tonight after 11 PM. I'll be waiting. Bye."
Amrita logged out from the account after sending the message.
"I don't know where you are going with this," Vidya said softly.
"I won't be able to text him lying beside him. Can you chat with him at 11?"
"Amrita, I..."
"Please, Vidya. Just chat. I want to know how far he'd go."
Vidya thought about it for a few seconds before reluctantly nodding, "OK."
---
Later that night, Vidya was lying on her bed, having second thoughts about chatting with Naveen. She was worried that Amrita was going to be hurt. At the same time, she was also curious to know how far Naveen would go. The fact that Rakesh was on night shift gave her courage as she picked up her phone and logged in.
There was one unread message from Naveen - "I can not be online at that time. Amrita will be with me."
Feeling relieved, Vidya typed her response, "It's OK. I understand."
But just then came his response - "I am here."
Vidya sighed before continuing
Meera: "I thought you wouldn't come. Is Amrita asleep?"
Naveen: "I think so. She is lying next to me."
Meera: "If it's too risky then, maybe we shouldn't..."
Naveen: "Where's your husband?"
Meera: "He's asleep."
Naveen: "I want to see you."
That message made Vidya nervous.
Meera: "I am scared."
Naveen: "How do I even know if you are not someone playing a prank on me?"
Meera: "This is not a prank. Trust me."
Naveen: "Prove it."
Meera: "How?"
Naveen: "Take a selfie and send it to me. You can mask your face if you are not comfortable"
Vidya didn't know what to do.
Meera: "I can't. It's too risky."
Naveen: "What are you afraid of?"
Vidya thought about it for a few seconds before replying.
Meera: "OK. Wait."
Vidya thought that maybe it was okay since she was going to crop out her head. She was wearing a loose white shirt and no one would be able to make anything out from that picture. The fact that she was on a fake account boosted her confidence. And so she took a selfie of herself sitting on her bed, with legs folded. She cropped the selfie as tight as possible without any part above her neck. And then sent Naveen the file. Even though the air conditioner was on, Vidya was sweating and her breathing labored. Deep inside she wasn't sure about all this, but for some reason it turned her on too.
Naveen: "I can't see much in this picture. But you seem to be turned on."
Vidya was surprised by his comment.
Meera: "How do you know that?"
Naveen: "I can see the outline of your nipple."
Vidya immediately zoomed in on her picture and he was right!
Naveen: "I want to feel that nipple. I want to tease it with the tip of my tongue."
Vidya was taken aback by his message - but it was not the message per se, but the whole situation that triggered something inside her. Someone, that too her friend's husband, texting explicitly with her like that, at that time of the hour excited her.
Vidya couldn't help herself but her fingers reached for the tip of her nipple over her t-shirt as she teased her nipple gently. She felt the moistness building between her legs. She moaned softly, but somehow managed to compose herself.
Maybe she had enough to share with Amrita already and only needed a confirmation. She wanted to confirm if Naveen was cheating on Amrita already with someone else.
Meera: "Is that what you say to all your lovers?"
Naveen: "Haha. There are no other lovers. All this is new to me. I have never cheated on Amrita."
Meera: "You expect me to believe that? It's hard to believe that someone charming like you never had an extra-marital affair."
Naveen: "I am telling you the truth. My work has been my only focus recently. So I never had the time."
Meera: "Why now then?"
Naveen: "I don't know. Your messages, it felt like you are someone I know. I felt a connection."
Vidya sensed that Naveen must have felt the connection because the messages were sent by his wife and she of course knew him too well. She concluded that she'd got what she was looking for.
Meera: "I think I am ruining your family. Maybe I shouldn't have texted you. All this is my fault. I must go now."
Naveen: "What color are your nipples?"
Vidya gasped. There's no way she was going to answer that. She typed, "I am sorry, I have to go now..." and as she was typing it came his next message before she could send it.
Naveen: "I am stroking myself, imagining them as brown."
Vidya bit her lower lip and erased what she had typed.
Meera: "It's dark brown."
Naveen: "Show me."
Meera: "No. I can't"
Naveen: "You can. I want to see them."
Vidya was already in heat and she wasn't thinking straight either. After all, she was safe behind a fake account, she thought. She lifted her t-shirt and clicked a close up shot of her dark brown erect nipple. She pinched and pulled at the nipple, moaning, before taking another click. And then she sent it to him.
Meera: "Happy?"
Vidya gasped at his reply which was a close up picture of his raging erect manhood. The foreskin pulled back and the head swollen like a large mushroom head, the shaft thick and his fingers wrapped around the base of it as it held it towards the camera.
Vidya ran her finger on the screen, tracing the outline of the thick vein that ran across his rod and zoomed in on the swollen head, which was glistening with his pre-cum juices. She licked her lips and her hand dropped down to between her legs, finding its way inside her panties as her fingers caressed her womanhood.
"Aaah..mmmm...." she moaned.
Naveen: "Happy?"
This is wrong. This is all wrong. Vidya told herself as she took her fingers away from between her legs. What if Amrita saw these messages? What would she think of her?
Meera: "Yes. But I am sorry. I must go now. My husband seems to be awake."
Naveen: "Will you text me in the morning?"
Vidya thought for a few seconds before replying.
Meera: "Yes. But not from this account. I'll create another one. I think a friend of mine might know the password to this account. So don't send any messages to this account any more."
Naveen: "OK. I'll wait till you text."
Meera: "Good night."
Naveen: "Good night."
Vidya scrolled up her chat and deleted all the messages starting from when he had asked about the color of her nipples till the good night messages.
---
The next day at the office.
"Did you see the messages? It kinda got carried away a bit..." Vidya said, faking a smile, knowing Amrita would have seen that she had sent her selfie to Naveen.
"Oh don't worry about that. You were only playing along to convince him. I understand, and you handled it perfectly. But now I feel bad for thinking that he was cheating on me," Amrita said, looking lively again.
"Yes. He... seems to be a great guy."
"Right. And you know what? Last night, I think after your chat, he woke me up and we... we did it!!! After SO many months. Hahaha..."
"Wow! That's awesome!" Vidya pretended to be happy for her and hugged her.
As Vidya hugged Amrita, she wasn't sure what she was going to do next. She knew she should never text Naveen again. But the recent incidents had triggered something in her, and she wasn't sure if she could resist the temptation to try it again.
Maybe just one more time? She wondered...
//Its a basic starter, but a good set up that can lead to a lot of possibilities and the complexities that come with it.//
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Frustrated wife in day to day life.
Hey!
The plot revolves around the thought that would would a woman do who is frustrated from her chores.
Background - A couple (both 27+) live with their family at a relatively secluded location. The wife is a working woman who does a part-time job at an advertisement firm. The husband does a full-time job at a tech company so he earns well, but is very busy. The wife is frustrated from all the daily drama she has to deal from her in-laws and the fact that her husband does not get it, infuriates her even more.
Plot - While working at her firm, she is assigned to a new client. This client, M 25, has a new start-up which is booming in the market. He hires the firm and has interactions with the lady almost on daily basis, sometimes even outside the office spaces at cafes. This has created a layer of friendship among them. The lady feels safe to open-up about her personal life to the client. He too discusses personal stuff which creates a bond. One day, at a cafe he asks her if she wants to go clubbing with him as he has a couple's pass. At first, she refuses by using her in-laws as she thinks it's inappropriate. But later, she texts him that it would be a one time thing.
At the bar, she surprises him with a sexy dress which fuels his desires and he gets naughty. The wife is also frustrated so she does not resist much and allows him to have his fun. Later in the night, things become more intense as all his touching is making her wet and horny. They start hooking up at a corner in the bar.
(The next part of the story can have multiple leads)
1. The hookup turns into a one-night stand wherein he take her to his apartment and rams her all night.
2. The hookup becomes kinky and they sexy-talk with each other. She tells it's unsafe tonight to go to his apartment, but can plan when her husband is on business trip. (She calls him after a couple of days for the "fun")
3. While hooking up, she tells him how unsatisfied she is for this and that one night won't be enough. He then suggests a business trip to a location where they can enjoy without interruptions.
Woman's character - She is cheating for the first time. She has only had sex with her husband before this. So obviously, she'll feel a bit weird and shy. The character should be overall innocent but have double meaning talks.
Kinks - Sneaking sex, Public play, Fear of being caught, Creampie, breeding, cuckold, humiliation (husband), anal, Exhibitionism, etc.
Limits - Scat, vomit, gore, hardcore bdsm.
Frustrated wife in day to day life.
Hey!
The plot revolves around the thought that would would a woman do who is frustrated from her chores.
Background - A couple (both 27+) live with their family at a relatively secluded location. The wife is a working woman who does a part-time job at an advertisement firm. The husband does a full-time job at a tech company so he earns well, but is very busy. The wife is frustrated from all the daily drama she has to deal from her in-laws and the fact that her husband does not get it, infuriates her even more.
Plot - While working at her firm, she is assigned to a new client. This client, M 25, has a new start-up which is booming in the market. He hires the firm and has interactions with the lady almost on daily basis, sometimes even outside the office spaces at cafes. This has created a layer of friendship among them. The lady feels safe to open-up about her personal life to the client. He too discusses personal stuff which creates a bond. One day, at a cafe he asks her if she wants to go clubbing with him as he has a couple's pass. At first, she refuses by using her in-laws as she thinks it's inappropriate. But later, she texts him that it would be a one time thing.
At the bar, she surprises him with a sexy dress which fuels his desires and he gets naughty. The wife is also frustrated so she does not resist much and allows him to have his fun. Later in the night, things become more intense as all his touching is making her wet and horny. They start hooking up at a corner in the bar.
(The next part of the story can have multiple leads)
1. The hookup turns into a one-night stand wherein he take her to his apartment and rams her all night.
2. The hookup becomes kinky and they sexy-talk with each other. She tells it's unsafe tonight to go to his apartment, but can plan when her husband is on business trip. (She calls him after a couple of days for the "fun")
3. While hooking up, she tells him how unsatisfied she is for this and that one night won't be enough. He then suggests a business trip to a location where they can enjoy without interruptions.
Woman's character - She is cheating for the first time. She has only had sex with her husband before this. So obviously, she'll feel a bit weird and shy. The character should be overall innocent but have double meaning talks.
Kinks - Sneaking sex, Public play, Fear of being caught, Creampie, breeding, cuckold, humiliation (husband), anal, Exhibitionism, etc.
Limits - Scat, vomit, gore, hardcore bdsm.
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Mrs. Aggarwal, a seasoned executive, embarked on an office trip to Bali, eager to immerse herself in the island's beauty and culture. Little did she know, this trip would also awaken something unexpected within her heart.
During the first day of the trip, Aggarwal found herself paired with Shyam , a young and charming colleague, for a team-building activity. As they explored the lush landscapes and vibrant markets of Bali together, Aggarwal discovered a newfound sense of adventure and spontaneity in Shyam’s company.
Their initial conversations were filled with laughter and shared interests, but as the days passed, Aggarwal found herself drawn to Shyam in ways she hadn't anticipated. His kindness, intelligence, and genuine curiosity about the world around him sparked something within her that she couldn't ignore.
As they explored the island's hidden treasures together, from secluded beaches to ancient temples, Aggarwal and Shyam’s bond deepened with each passing moment. Their conversations became more intimate, their laughter more infectious, and their connection undeniable.
One evening, as they watched the sunset from a cliff overlooking the ocean, Shyam turned to Aggarwal and confessed his feelings for her. To his surprise and delight, Aggarwal admitted that she felt the same way. In that magical moment, beneath the crimson sky, they shared their first kiss, sealing their love amidst the breathtaking beauty of Bali.
Their romance continued to blossom throughout the remainder of the trip, filled with romantic dinners under the stars, leisurely walks along the beach, and stolen moments of passion in the privacy of their hotel room.
When the time came to return home, Aggarwal and Shyam knew that their love was something worth fighting for. Despite the challenges they would face – the judgment of their colleagues, the distance between them – they were determined to make it work.
As they boarded the plane back to their ordinary lives, Aggarwal and Shyam held hands, knowing that no matter where life took them, they would always have the memories of their unforgettable love affair in Bali to sustain them.
Mrs. Aggarwal, a seasoned executive, embarked on an office trip to Bali, eager to immerse herself in the island's beauty and culture. Little did she know, this trip would also awaken something unexpected within her heart.
During the first day of the trip, Aggarwal found herself paired with Shyam , a young and charming colleague, for a team-building activity. As they explored the lush landscapes and vibrant markets of Bali together, Aggarwal discovered a newfound sense of adventure and spontaneity in Shyam’s company.
Their initial conversations were filled with laughter and shared interests, but as the days passed, Aggarwal found herself drawn to Shyam in ways she hadn't anticipated. His kindness, intelligence, and genuine curiosity about the world around him sparked something within her that she couldn't ignore.
As they explored the island's hidden treasures together, from secluded beaches to ancient temples, Aggarwal and Shyam’s bond deepened with each passing moment. Their conversations became more intimate, their laughter more infectious, and their connection undeniable.
One evening, as they watched the sunset from a cliff overlooking the ocean, Shyam turned to Aggarwal and confessed his feelings for her. To his surprise and delight, Aggarwal admitted that she felt the same way. In that magical moment, beneath the crimson sky, they shared their first kiss, sealing their love amidst the breathtaking beauty of Bali.
Their romance continued to blossom throughout the remainder of the trip, filled with romantic dinners under the stars, leisurely walks along the beach, and stolen moments of passion in the privacy of their hotel room.
When the time came to return home, Aggarwal and Shyam knew that their love was something worth fighting for. Despite the challenges they would face – the judgment of their colleagues, the distance between them – they were determined to make it work.
As they boarded the plane back to their ordinary lives, Aggarwal and Shyam held hands, knowing that no matter where life took them, they would always have the memories of their unforgettable love affair in Bali to sustain them.
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//18+ Roleplay plot//
//Image used for representation//
The auto stopped in front of Priyanka's house as Malini looked towards her single-storey house.
"This is your house?" Malini asked.
"Yes. Thank you for helping me ma'am. I really needed this,"
Priyanka said before getting off the auto.
"I'll call you in a couple of hours. And remember what I said. No one should know about this," Malini said.
"I understand. I'll wait for your call."
Priyanka waved and walked towards her gate after the auto left. That is when she noticed Kartik, her husband's best friend.
"Heyy! When do you come?" Priyanka asked excitedly as she walked towards him.
"Yesterday morning."
"So your police training and everything is done?"
"Yes. And now I am officially posted here only."
"Wow! That is so good. Congratulations! And we definitely need a treat. No compromise."
"Sure! Anytime. By the way, how did your interview go? Anish told me about it now."
Priyanka sighed. "The same old story. Rejected due to lack of experience. But the fact is that they already sold that position to someone. The interview was just a formality."
"Hmm. And who was that with you in the auto?"
"Oh! Ummm. She's a friend. I met her on the way and she offered a lift since she was passing by this way."
"OK. I have to go now but now that I am here, we can meet anytime."
Priyanka waited for Kartik to leave before heading to her house.
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Later that day, Priyanka got a call from Malini as planned. After the call, Priyanka got ready and then headed to a restaurant in town and gave the order for a parcel at the counter and also gave the instruction, "Make it super spicy but don't add salt.", as directed by Malini.
After some time, her parcel arrived in a brown paper bag. Outside the restaurant, an auto was already waiting for her. It was the same auto driver who had dropped her home earlier. Priyanka did not know where he was taking her but she did not ask because she was not supposed to.
A bit later, at a traffic signal a man asked the auto driver, "Can you drop me at the next junction?"
"Can't you see I already have a passenger?" the driver said.
The man looked towards Priyanka and said, "I can see that. Super spicy without salt."
The way he looked at her made Priyanka uncomfortable and she sat in shock when the auto driver said, "OK. Get it."
She had started to speak but she reminded herself again that Malini had instructed her not to ask any questions.
"Give one parcel to him," the auto driver instructed.
Priyanka looked inside the paper bag and saw that there were five packets inside. She took one packet and gave it to the man sitting beside her. He got down at the next stop.
At the next traffic signal, another man approached the auto, and the same repeated in a loop with four more.
After all the five packets were delivered, the auto driver handed her a packet and said, "Your payment."
He dropped her off at a bus stop and left.
Priyanka stood there reeling in thoughts about everything that just happened and that is when she spotted Kartik approaching her.
"Hi," she said, trying to force a smile."
"I know you and Anish are desperate for money but I never thought you would do this, Priya," he said looking at the packet in her hand.
"I.... " Priya started to speak but she didn't know what to say.
"That was Malini in the auto earlier, right?"
"You know her?"
"She is on our watchlist and my first briefing was about her gang and its activities. I never even in my wildest dreams thought you would be part of that gang, Priya."
"What?! No! I am not part of any gang..."
"I had someone keep an eye on your house and I followed you from the moment you left your house till now. I saw everything. So you can stop pretending."
"Just hear me out. Please. I'll tell you everything. I met this Malini after I got out of the interview today. She asked me how it went and I told her. She must have sensed that I was desperate and I was emotional. You know about Anish's business and how it ruined everything. I told her about the loan and how desperate I was for money. She offered to help. She just told me that I have to help her deliver some packets and follow her instructions. And she offered good money. I asked her if it was anything illegal and she told me that I don't need to know all that, not to ask questions, and do it only if I am comfortable. And at that moment, I didn't think anything and just agreed. This is what happend. I am not part of any gang like you think."
"When you delivered those packets you already became one of them. Malini is a drug peddler and also runs a sex racket. But the department hasn't been able to find evidence leading to her. It's an open secret that she is incharge of recruiting people to execute her plans. And people like you get arrested with no solid trails leading to Mailini."
"I don't know what to say. I didn't know any of this. I made a mistake and I won't do it again...."
"Maybe you should," Kartik said, interrupting her.
"Huh?"
"I want to know how exactly she operates...."
"But..."
"Gain Malini's trust and become her pet. I know it's risky but I'll make sure that nothing happens to you.
Priyanka just stood there with the packet of money in her hand. The money made her feel powerful...accepted... and she was done with all the rejections. She knew the risks but something more triggered inside her. She was already impressed with Malini and her personality when they had first met. And instead of being afraid of her after hearing her background, she had started to admire her. The sinister combination of money, sex, drugs and power excited her, awakening something dark deep inside her, waiting to be unraveled. She wanted to know what that world felt like and she knew Kartik would ensure nothing happened to her. But she wasn't going to reveal her true intentions to him either.
Priyanka didn't know what was in store for her, but she was ready to find out.
"I'll do it.. but Anish shouldn't know about this," she said softly.....
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//18+ Roleplay plot//
//Image used for representation//
The auto stopped in front of Priyanka's house as Malini looked towards her single-storey house.
"This is your house?" Malini asked.
"Yes. Thank you for helping me ma'am. I really needed this,"
Priyanka said before getting off the auto.
"I'll call you in a couple of hours. And remember what I said. No one should know about this," Malini said.
"I understand. I'll wait for your call."
Priyanka waved and walked towards her gate after the auto left. That is when she noticed Kartik, her husband's best friend.
"Heyy! When do you come?" Priyanka asked excitedly as she walked towards him.
"Yesterday morning."
"So your police training and everything is done?"
"Yes. And now I am officially posted here only."
"Wow! That is so good. Congratulations! And we definitely need a treat. No compromise."
"Sure! Anytime. By the way, how did your interview go? Anish told me about it now."
Priyanka sighed. "The same old story. Rejected due to lack of experience. But the fact is that they already sold that position to someone. The interview was just a formality."
"Hmm. And who was that with you in the auto?"
"Oh! Ummm. She's a friend. I met her on the way and she offered a lift since she was passing by this way."
"OK. I have to go now but now that I am here, we can meet anytime."
Priyanka waited for Kartik to leave before heading to her house.
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Later that day, Priyanka got a call from Malini as planned. After the call, Priyanka got ready and then headed to a restaurant in town and gave the order for a parcel at the counter and also gave the instruction, "Make it super spicy but don't add salt.", as directed by Malini.
After some time, her parcel arrived in a brown paper bag. Outside the restaurant, an auto was already waiting for her. It was the same auto driver who had dropped her home earlier. Priyanka did not know where he was taking her but she did not ask because she was not supposed to.
A bit later, at a traffic signal a man asked the auto driver, "Can you drop me at the next junction?"
"Can't you see I already have a passenger?" the driver said.
The man looked towards Priyanka and said, "I can see that. Super spicy without salt."
The way he looked at her made Priyanka uncomfortable and she sat in shock when the auto driver said, "OK. Get it."
She had started to speak but she reminded herself again that Malini had instructed her not to ask any questions.
"Give one parcel to him," the auto driver instructed.
Priyanka looked inside the paper bag and saw that there were five packets inside. She took one packet and gave it to the man sitting beside her. He got down at the next stop.
At the next traffic signal, another man approached the auto, and the same repeated in a loop with four more.
After all the five packets were delivered, the auto driver handed her a packet and said, "Your payment."
He dropped her off at a bus stop and left.
Priyanka stood there reeling in thoughts about everything that just happened and that is when she spotted Kartik approaching her.
"Hi," she said, trying to force a smile."
"I know you and Anish are desperate for money but I never thought you would do this, Priya," he said looking at the packet in her hand.
"I.... " Priya started to speak but she didn't know what to say.
"That was Malini in the auto earlier, right?"
"You know her?"
"She is on our watchlist and my first briefing was about her gang and its activities. I never even in my wildest dreams thought you would be part of that gang, Priya."
"What?! No! I am not part of any gang..."
"I had someone keep an eye on your house and I followed you from the moment you left your house till now. I saw everything. So you can stop pretending."
"Just hear me out. Please. I'll tell you everything. I met this Malini after I got out of the interview today. She asked me how it went and I told her. She must have sensed that I was desperate and I was emotional. You know about Anish's business and how it ruined everything. I told her about the loan and how desperate I was for money. She offered to help. She just told me that I have to help her deliver some packets and follow her instructions. And she offered good money. I asked her if it was anything illegal and she told me that I don't need to know all that, not to ask questions, and do it only if I am comfortable. And at that moment, I didn't think anything and just agreed. This is what happend. I am not part of any gang like you think."
"When you delivered those packets you already became one of them. Malini is a drug peddler and also runs a sex racket. But the department hasn't been able to find evidence leading to her. It's an open secret that she is incharge of recruiting people to execute her plans. And people like you get arrested with no solid trails leading to Mailini."
"I don't know what to say. I didn't know any of this. I made a mistake and I won't do it again...."
"Maybe you should," Kartik said, interrupting her.
"Huh?"
"I want to know how exactly she operates...."
"But..."
"Gain Malini's trust and become her pet. I know it's risky but I'll make sure that nothing happens to you.
Priyanka just stood there with the packet of money in her hand. The money made her feel powerful...accepted... and she was done with all the rejections. She knew the risks but something more triggered inside her. She was already impressed with Malini and her personality when they had first met. And instead of being afraid of her after hearing her background, she had started to admire her. The sinister combination of money, sex, drugs and power excited her, awakening something dark deep inside her, waiting to be unraveled. She wanted to know what that world felt like and she knew Kartik would ensure nothing happened to her. But she wasn't going to reveal her true intentions to him either.
Priyanka didn't know what was in store for her, but she was ready to find out.
"I'll do it.. but Anish shouldn't know about this," she said softly.....
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𝐌𝐲 𝐑𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
1- 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝'𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐦
2- 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝'𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐦 2
3- 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝'𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐬
4- 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝'𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞
5- 𝐁𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 (
6- 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐥
7- 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭
8- 𝐁𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐨𝐦
9- 𝐌𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫
10- 𝐉𝐢𝐣𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐚𝐥𝐢 ( in laws)
11- 𝐃𝐚𝐝'𝐬 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝
12- 𝐏𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐬𝐢 ( neighbors)
13- 𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐲
14-𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐤 𝐧𝐚𝐮𝐤𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐢 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐢
15- 𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬
16- 𝐌𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐧
17- 𝐁𝐫𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐬
18- 𝐒𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝
19- 𝐃𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢 𝐧𝐚𝐲𝐢 𝐧𝐚𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐢 𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐡𝐚𝐧 ( friends new wife first night)
20- 𝐌𝐨𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫
21- Christmas
22- land lady
23-benefits
24- 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫
25- Bride with friend
26- Halloween
27- Enemies wife
28- 𝐒𝐚𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐡𝐮 (𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐛𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲)
29- Father and daughter
30- 𝐀𝐜𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐟𝐚𝐧
31- 𝐀𝐜𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 (2 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞)
32-Sister wants to be a model
33- 𝐇𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥
34- 𝐃𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 and friend's wife
35- 𝐌𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞
37-𝐌𝐨𝐦 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 and her 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝
38- 𝐆𝐚𝐨 (𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞) 𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢
If you wana do you can come ib anytime.
Looking for female partners..
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𝐌𝐲 𝐑𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
1- 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝'𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐦
2- 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝'𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐦 2
3- 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝'𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐬
4- 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝'𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞
5- 𝐁𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 (
6- 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐥
7- 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭
8- 𝐁𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐨𝐦
9- 𝐌𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫
10- 𝐉𝐢𝐣𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐚𝐥𝐢 ( in laws)
11- 𝐃𝐚𝐝'𝐬 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝
12- 𝐏𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐬𝐢 ( neighbors)
13- 𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐲
14-𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐤 𝐧𝐚𝐮𝐤𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐢 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐢
15- 𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬
16- 𝐌𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐧
17- 𝐁𝐫𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐬
18- 𝐒𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝
19- 𝐃𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢 𝐧𝐚𝐲𝐢 𝐧𝐚𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐢 𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐡𝐚𝐧 ( friends new wife first night)
20- 𝐌𝐨𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫
21- Christmas
22- land lady
23-benefits
24- 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫
25- Bride with friend
26- Halloween
27- Enemies wife
28- 𝐒𝐚𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐡𝐮 (𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐛𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲)
29- Father and daughter
30- 𝐀𝐜𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐟𝐚𝐧
31- 𝐀𝐜𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 (2 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞)
32-Sister wants to be a model
33- 𝐇𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥
34- 𝐃𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 and friend's wife
35- 𝐌𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞
37-𝐌𝐨𝐦 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 and her 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝
38- 𝐆𝐚𝐨 (𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞) 𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢
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The lady Professor, the independent woman, the feminist..
(Roles and scenarios are subject to change.)
Kavya Shingania a teacher & professor a Feminist, in a reputed private school & college.She is a mother of one and her husband is a job holder a banker..She get fair enough money from it but without this job she can't even imagine herself she is highly ambitious woman.She is hot curvey and a very sexy woman and strict personality no compromise in her students study and also she is a very ethical woman until the Incident happened in her life which make her the new slut in town.
One day she punished a guy for his misbehavior in class,also he is always being defaulter in studies and homework so make him murgha (chicken pose punishment) infornt of class which was very humaliting to him and he complained to his politician father.
And the politician dirty cunning man called his principal to terminate her immediately but principal request him to atleast give her a chance to applozie her and with much request Politician agreed and asks the principal to send her in his farmhouse this evening and deep inside he is thinking that he will show her what murgha (chicken pose) be like by making her one.
The pricipal called Kavya in his office and explained the situation to her and Kavya is shocked asking the principal that the rules, regulations are same for every students here. But the principal is helpless and told her that it's going to be her resignation or to visit the farmhouse of the politician this evening and solve it out, if not then no need to come to the school tomorrow.
In the evening she goes to the farmhouse and the staff greeted her,take her to the pool side and asked her to go alone there as no one is allowed to be there untill being called.
Kavya goes near the pool inside the pool the politician Sarwar.She greeted him he looks at her from the pool,her appearance and figure sends a electrical vibration in his body hitting his cock, he held his cock.
Sarwar:-" Ahh mrs...Kavya wait i will be there!"
He gets out of the pool but what gets eyes of Kavya is his big fat cock as he is all nude the female staff helping him dry and he put a pieces of cloth in his cock as he sits on the chair.
Sarwar:-"So you are the one who punish my son making him murgha."
Kavya is trying to explain him about the things happend in class and her duty to make students better person by taking care loving them sometimes punishing them..
Sarwar is taking a drink looking at her body assets and the thing he said blown her head.
Sarwar:- "Get in chicken pose Kavya.!"
Kavya:-"Sorry what!!
Sarwar:- "you heard me right get in chicken pose as you make my son in class and remember if you dont do what i say then you and your husband career is over,here see this glass of drink before it is finished by me, you better come right here infornt of me and get your ass turn towards me and gets in the chicken pose."
Kavya knows she has messed up,no going back. Her woman's sense tells her the chicken pose is not the end rather it will be a beginning.
She slowly put her hand bag down and slowly goes infront of Sarwar truns around hesitated for a while but there is the final turn on as she gets a hard slap on her big sexy ass and the hard tone of command to be in chicken pose untill she is told to be in normal pose.
She slowly bend her ass and her body hands and gets in chicken pose.
Sarwar slapped her ass again and with a scissor cuts her dresa from her ass area in a circle way, her panty is visible like the ass of a red hen as she is in chicken pose..
Kavya :!--"Sir plese what are you doing "
As she said Sarwar point the scissor head on the ass point of her above pany and said "Kavya kavya you fucking lady Professor I am going to teach you lesson now i am your profosseor your principal your daddy, if you move or utter a fucking word which has question mark, i will put the scissor inside youer asshole it would not be good for you tell me which one will be good, scissor in aur ass or my cock in your pussy n ass no hanky panky say the answer daddy is asking you a question. "
Kavya is getting excuted nervous and she does not know what to say, and again she gets the scissor working on her clothes this time going down which cuts her dress in two parts and Sarwar moving the scissor knot from ass point down to her pussy above panty, she can feel the touch of a stainless scissor head in her pussy, from her tiny net panty which makes her body shivered and she gets blank head what to answer.
Sarwar beats the scissor on her pussy "Kavya you have two options now one get out from the gate you enter see there, like this and lose your job your pride, your Career and your independent tag, also your husband career or option two,do what I say how say, so choose your option wisely, now if you choose option two then answer my fucking question, you want this scissor in your ass and pussy, or my cock.!"
Kavya looks at the gate and thought of get out of her but she know how her dress is and also being an independent woman also a Feminist she always make her husband suffer,making him look useless as she is earing more than him and her respect in society, what will she do if everything lost, fucking men fucking bastards they are, thinking of this, she felt her panty cut out holding her panty by this stranger man, she can feel his finger rubbed in her pussy above that tiny garment she is wearing, and the sounds of cutting clothes, in a second she can see a tiny piece of her panty falling on the tiles floor near the pool and her par of pussy is poking out with her ass by the little window that powerful man has created by cutting, it, she is helpless and if she want to have her independent thing and feminism alive she must go with the option two and while thinking she can feel the scissor cutting her pussy hairs Knot of scissor toughing her exposes pussy.
"Say whore or i am putting it in you"
Kavya :""Sir sir your cock your cock thats i want not the scissors. "
Sarwar laughed loudly and sits on the chair kavya is in the same position she was.
Sarwar is looking at.kavya's cunt ass and said:"I have heared you are a feminist so how it feels being like a chicken whose feathers are cut from ass and cunt and placed infornt of a man."
Kavya is furious as being a feminist she can't handle this, but also excited she can feel her pussy wet even with any intimate things done, and then she felt a leg on her ass.
Kavya:"Sir leave,me i am sorry what i have done to your son i will not do it to your son infact no other students too."
Sarwar takes drink from a naked maid as kavya thought she is maid, but what the maid said takes her sense..
Sana the naked maid:"Sarwar,Sir I need to go for a meeting you know as a diatrict collector I have some responsibility please may i go today after two hours also."
Kavya shocked a district collecter serving him nude and asking for his permission to go for her meeting and can understand what is going to come in her fate...
Sarwar puts his both legs on Kavya's ass "hey kavya Don't you dare to move or you fucking feminist i will throw you out like.this, so sana sit on my lap and do breastfeed me you know baby loves your milk dear district collecter the whore "
Sana sits on Sarwar's lap and puts her right breast on his mouth and feeding him her milk, she is a mother of 5 months old baby whose father is Sarwar though her husband's knew himself as father..
Sarwar is biting Sana's nipple as he is sucking her breast..Sana switched her breast and Sarwar is sucking the left breast
now,
the slurp slrup sounds of a man suckling a woman breast drinking her milk, makes kavaya body getting in heat, her legs shaking not only because Sarwar's legs on her but the fucking things on behind her.
Sana said:",Sir please leave some milk for your son you know he is also lilke you love milk sir."
That was too much for kavya a feminist a fucking independent woman a woman whose power whose respects is much more than her husband in the society who loves to deliverd speech on feminism and her she is in chicken pose postion, and a mother a District collegtor is breast feeding a man who is her kid's father but not her husband and she is waiting for her turn...
(Will be Continued in the story and play..)
(Rest in play)
Rest in ib..
A Very humiliating, degrading and dirty plot..
1.Kavya willingly do it as she wanted to be rich and powerful woman so she targeted the politician kid to meet the politician.
2.She is helpless but get in the play of politician and start enjoying it..
3..Sana and kavya will be having Their nights and day together with Sarwar with humiliation, and lust dirty sex...
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The lady Professor, the independent woman, the feminist..
(Roles and scenarios are subject to change.)
Kavya Shingania a teacher & professor a Feminist, in a reputed private school & college.She is a mother of one and her husband is a job holder a banker..She get fair enough money from it but without this job she can't even imagine herself she is highly ambitious woman.She is hot curvey and a very sexy woman and strict personality no compromise in her students study and also she is a very ethical woman until the Incident happened in her life which make her the new slut in town.
One day she punished a guy for his misbehavior in class,also he is always being defaulter in studies and homework so make him murgha (chicken pose punishment) infornt of class which was very humaliting to him and he complained to his politician father.
And the politician dirty cunning man called his principal to terminate her immediately but principal request him to atleast give her a chance to applozie her and with much request Politician agreed and asks the principal to send her in his farmhouse this evening and deep inside he is thinking that he will show her what murgha (chicken pose) be like by making her one.
The pricipal called Kavya in his office and explained the situation to her and Kavya is shocked asking the principal that the rules, regulations are same for every students here. But the principal is helpless and told her that it's going to be her resignation or to visit the farmhouse of the politician this evening and solve it out, if not then no need to come to the school tomorrow.
In the evening she goes to the farmhouse and the staff greeted her,take her to the pool side and asked her to go alone there as no one is allowed to be there untill being called.
Kavya goes near the pool inside the pool the politician Sarwar.She greeted him he looks at her from the pool,her appearance and figure sends a electrical vibration in his body hitting his cock, he held his cock.
Sarwar:-" Ahh mrs...Kavya wait i will be there!"
He gets out of the pool but what gets eyes of Kavya is his big fat cock as he is all nude the female staff helping him dry and he put a pieces of cloth in his cock as he sits on the chair.
Sarwar:-"So you are the one who punish my son making him murgha."
Kavya is trying to explain him about the things happend in class and her duty to make students better person by taking care loving them sometimes punishing them..
Sarwar is taking a drink looking at her body assets and the thing he said blown her head.
Sarwar:- "Get in chicken pose Kavya.!"
Kavya:-"Sorry what!!
Sarwar:- "you heard me right get in chicken pose as you make my son in class and remember if you dont do what i say then you and your husband career is over,here see this glass of drink before it is finished by me, you better come right here infornt of me and get your ass turn towards me and gets in the chicken pose."
Kavya knows she has messed up,no going back. Her woman's sense tells her the chicken pose is not the end rather it will be a beginning.
She slowly put her hand bag down and slowly goes infront of Sarwar truns around hesitated for a while but there is the final turn on as she gets a hard slap on her big sexy ass and the hard tone of command to be in chicken pose untill she is told to be in normal pose.
She slowly bend her ass and her body hands and gets in chicken pose.
Sarwar slapped her ass again and with a scissor cuts her dresa from her ass area in a circle way, her panty is visible like the ass of a red hen as she is in chicken pose..
Kavya :!--"Sir plese what are you doing "
As she said Sarwar point the scissor head on the ass point of her above pany and said "Kavya kavya you fucking lady Professor I am going to teach you lesson now i am your profosseor your principal your daddy, if you move or utter a fucking word which has question mark, i will put the scissor inside youer asshole it would not be good for you tell me which one will be good, scissor in aur ass or my cock in your pussy n ass no hanky panky say the answer daddy is asking you a question. "
Kavya is getting excuted nervous and she does not know what to say, and again she gets the scissor working on her clothes this time going down which cuts her dress in two parts and Sarwar moving the scissor knot from ass point down to her pussy above panty, she can feel the touch of a stainless scissor head in her pussy, from her tiny net panty which makes her body shivered and she gets blank head what to answer.
Sarwar beats the scissor on her pussy "Kavya you have two options now one get out from the gate you enter see there, like this and lose your job your pride, your Career and your independent tag, also your husband career or option two,do what I say how say, so choose your option wisely, now if you choose option two then answer my fucking question, you want this scissor in your ass and pussy, or my cock.!"
Kavya looks at the gate and thought of get out of her but she know how her dress is and also being an independent woman also a Feminist she always make her husband suffer,making him look useless as she is earing more than him and her respect in society, what will she do if everything lost, fucking men fucking bastards they are, thinking of this, she felt her panty cut out holding her panty by this stranger man, she can feel his finger rubbed in her pussy above that tiny garment she is wearing, and the sounds of cutting clothes, in a second she can see a tiny piece of her panty falling on the tiles floor near the pool and her par of pussy is poking out with her ass by the little window that powerful man has created by cutting, it, she is helpless and if she want to have her independent thing and feminism alive she must go with the option two and while thinking she can feel the scissor cutting her pussy hairs Knot of scissor toughing her exposes pussy.
"Say whore or i am putting it in you"
Kavya :""Sir sir your cock your cock thats i want not the scissors. "
Sarwar laughed loudly and sits on the chair kavya is in the same position she was.
Sarwar is looking at.kavya's cunt ass and said:"I have heared you are a feminist so how it feels being like a chicken whose feathers are cut from ass and cunt and placed infornt of a man."
Kavya is furious as being a feminist she can't handle this, but also excited she can feel her pussy wet even with any intimate things done, and then she felt a leg on her ass.
Kavya:"Sir leave,me i am sorry what i have done to your son i will not do it to your son infact no other students too."
Sarwar takes drink from a naked maid as kavya thought she is maid, but what the maid said takes her sense..
Sana the naked maid:"Sarwar,Sir I need to go for a meeting you know as a diatrict collector I have some responsibility please may i go today after two hours also."
Kavya shocked a district collecter serving him nude and asking for his permission to go for her meeting and can understand what is going to come in her fate...
Sarwar puts his both legs on Kavya's ass "hey kavya Don't you dare to move or you fucking feminist i will throw you out like.this, so sana sit on my lap and do breastfeed me you know baby loves your milk dear district collecter the whore "
Sana sits on Sarwar's lap and puts her right breast on his mouth and feeding him her milk, she is a mother of 5 months old baby whose father is Sarwar though her husband's knew himself as father..
Sarwar is biting Sana's nipple as he is sucking her breast..Sana switched her breast and Sarwar is sucking the left breast
now,
the slurp slrup sounds of a man suckling a woman breast drinking her milk, makes kavaya body getting in heat, her legs shaking not only because Sarwar's legs on her but the fucking things on behind her.
Sana said:",Sir please leave some milk for your son you know he is also lilke you love milk sir."
That was too much for kavya a feminist a fucking independent woman a woman whose power whose respects is much more than her husband in the society who loves to deliverd speech on feminism and her she is in chicken pose postion, and a mother a District collegtor is breast feeding a man who is her kid's father but not her husband and she is waiting for her turn...
(Will be Continued in the story and play..)
(Rest in play)
Rest in ib..
A Very humiliating, degrading and dirty plot..
1.Kavya willingly do it as she wanted to be rich and powerful woman so she targeted the politician kid to meet the politician.
2.She is helpless but get in the play of politician and start enjoying it..
3..Sana and kavya will be having Their nights and day together with Sarwar with humiliation, and lust dirty sex...