Erotica Sexcapades of Hotwife Vani

[Mohan Ahuja]

It is a story of a 32-year old lady called “Vani” who got married to Kadir and has 2 kids from the wed-lock. They live in the outskirts of New York.

I shall try to introduce you the main characters before starting the story…

Vani, our heroine a 32 year old house wife, living a Cinderella’s dream life in New York with a handsome and caring husband and 2 loving kids. All her materialistic needs were more than taken care of and Kadir was always thinking one step ahead of her. Vani was the youngest of 3 kids to her parents, teachers by profession. So her upbringing was not all that rosy. It was strict, but she was her father’s pet and also being the only daughter, we can say that she got what she wanted. Right from her young age, Vani was a very beautiful this was quite evident by the number of guys falling at her feet.

During college days, as Vani blossomed out into that sensual womanhood of hers, her suitors increased… the intensity of their pursuits were sometimes deemed of Hollywood films, but Vani’s attitude and her coolness in managing all this was appreciable. She did have the occasional crush and there were 1 or 2 episodes of love… college love… you cannot stop it… that too at that age, the hormones overflowing. Praised for her beauty by all, Vani took a particular liking to the Fashion industry… she wanted to be a model…a stylist… a creator… this was something surging from the inside.

Her parents however were more keen of her marriage and when Kadir’s mom approached, they accepted. Initially Vani resisted to marriage, wanted to study further.. work and establish herself but in front of her mother’s tantrums, her lonely hope her father was mute and following some Whatsup calls with Kadir, she too was falling into his charms and accepted to the marriage. She had to put her dreams away a bit… but aiming to bring a certain serenity to the house…she did what she had to do

Kadir, a 35 year old NRI settled in New York city; Coming from a well-to-do family, Kadir completed his Engineering degree from India and then went on to get a Master’s degree followed by a MBA in Business affairs. Then he joined an investment banking company in New York and worked up the echelons of the company to become a partner at the same firm. He was handsome, 5’11, well-built and ensured he maintained his form and fitness. It isn’t that Kadir is a playboy… but he did have his part of fun with the fairer sex.

Kadir’s parents wanted to get their son married and Kadir’s mother was adamant in finding the princess who would marry her prince… and indeed she found Vani, a princess in her due right… soon after the grand Indian Marriage, Kadir and Vani flew to New York…the honey-moon life immediately after marriage was hot and sensual… handsome guy and hot lady.. It was cotton and fire immediately… things moved on… and everyone who saw the couple purely envied them, for what they had going between them and it was a happy married couple…. Kadir got promoted and was now leading the New York office and office had a tendency to invade every single moment and the travelling part too rose….

Deepuk, a 33 year old expatriate working in London. A nice and handsome guy, coming from a typical middle-class family. After his engineering graduation he got placed in a MNC company. 3 years later was sent on an onsite assignment to London and got absorbed directly into the client firm itself. Deepuk initially loved the new culture, new responsibilities and new Ways of working of the Western world. Being a first generation graduate in his family, he was always torn between the traditional & conservative Indian family background and the new ways & culture of this truly cosmopolitan city of London. His new friends and colleagues and the melting pot of different cultures was indeed an eye-opener for him.

Deepuk was not the outright flashy kinds of person, but he had a certain charm and the fairer sex liked it. Maybe at times finds difficulties to break the ice in a situation, but his smile was so inviting that it the biggest ice-breaker that he had under his ammunition. His dry jokes and sense of humour had its good days… like some really stupid ones… but overall a jolly sport and a good friend.

The 3 of them are the main characters of the story.. some side charecters might pop-in and pop-out from time to time… but nothing specific to details about…

PS: It’s my first attempt in writing something, so please accept my faults. Your comments and opinions are very welcome…

Chapter – 1

It had been a hectic week with the quarter-end closings and I had been quite stressed to be able to meet the deadlines. Thanks to some valuable support from Eric, my office buddy, I was able to file the report in-time for the quarterly audit.
When Eric passed by my bureau, "So did you make it in time"... "Yes bro, just in time, before the Audit time-window closed. I owe you one"..
Eric replied, "my girl-friend talked about this new techno-bar that they have opened up down town and maybe you can repay me in kind there...."
After the week that I had, my body was crying "say no... I need to sleep"... but the mouth was blabbering " Yes Dude... the Apero is on me tonight"... "great.. meet you there by 09:00 pm"... saying those words Eric left my office.... I knew that I will repent every single moment of this, as he was going to come with his GF and me as a single Stag... + all the built-up sleepless-ness.... all I wanted is to avoid falling asleep in our booth...”

By 8:00pm, went home… took a hot shower... it sort of refreshed me.. but I needed something more than that to take me through the night... 2 Red bulls later, I was driving up to this new techno-bar.. as Eric's GF said, it was the new happening place in town.. the entire party crowd of the city was there...

As Eric's GF knew someone who worked there, we got easy entry to the bar... once inside, I understood what’s all the buzz about. It was a constructed with a small Las-Vegas based theme inside… the casino section with the roulettes / black jack tables.. the coin slot machines…the bar / restaurant.. the dance floor.. the ambience and settings.. The dance-floor was huge and all the bar dance lights bringing in the party atmosphere.

By the time I got familiarized with the setting, I saw that Eric and his GF were already there by the bar-side... So I went over there and kissed hi to his GF and we ordered for 3 pints of beer... it was still "Happy hours".. so all the more better... after the second round, Eric suggested that we move to a booth, so that we could order some food too... so we went with our third round of beer over to the booth...

And when we were talking... walked-in this Divine Angel through the dance floor... Beauty is a very small world, in front of her... from head to toe, she was the divine goddess of love... such blemish-less beauty is such a rare variety. Her looks... her structure... her dress...her attitude...unique in all genres... I was for a moment, awe-struck at this beauty. "enna vendru solluvathoo aval azhagai... entha boologammum.. antha vaan logammum paarkaatha oru paer azhagai... chumma ginnu irukum antha azhagai, appadiyae thooki saapudurae azhagu... naan antha paer azhagi cleopatravai paartha thilai... aanan nichaiyum solla mudiyum... entha azhagi-yin mun aval kooda saevagam seiyum oru pani-pennaga thaan iruka mudiyum... appadi patta oru paer azhagi...." (How shall I describe her beauty… neither earth nor heavan has seen such a beauty.. I have not seen the great beauty Cleopatra, but I can say one thing for sure, before her beauty, even the most beautiful would be reduced to nothing)

Seeing me drool openly. Eric said.."Dude go talk to her..." So gulping that beer down and with reinforced vigor, I got up to go and ask her for a dance... As I approached her, I could see her beauty even more in closely... was evident that she was of Indian origin... this spurred by wings even more and with when I approached her...as I closed in on her, I could for the first time breathe in her fragrance.. she was wearing a mild one, but a distinctive one… a breath of fresh air, in this claustrophobic area. Just the scent of her fragrance was sending tremours in my body.. there she was, sipping into a glass of Red wine... So I said " a beauty like you... should not spend her night all alone by the bar... drinking alone...Do this soul a favor and bless it with a dance"... hearing this.. she smiled... so I smiled back and said... "sorry it came out so cheesy... put me out of my misery and dance with me... Deepuk"... She smiled, but this time she got up from her bar high stool... "It's Vani"... "Nice to meet you Vani... you look and sound absolutely stunning...".... she smiled again... but not wanting to lose a single moment, I led the way to the crowded dance-floor....

As she walked towards the dance-floor was when I saw her beauty front-on... Eyes-locked.. there was a moment of instant passion… a stumbling feeling… a feeling when you meet your soul-mate for the first time… with birds chiming their beautiful love songs in the background… above all a look that pierces your heart to ring a bell or two in your heart saying.. “yes.. she’s the one”… with me walking backwards drawing her into the dance-floor, the beauty of Vani... from head to toe.. a sensually appealing hot figure… should be a 36C – 28 – 38… that perfect hour-glass figure.... what do I describe first.. that hair... enticingly long sensual wavy hair with curls kissing her booty... left in a casual party friendly free-hair style.. brushed straight with steam-iron curls at the bottoms, falling into sensual curls kissing her structure right upto her booty.... with a glitter in spray in her beautiful hair...
Her face... I find no words in the languages I know to describe it.. for I have never seen such a beauty in any one person... eyes so black and beautiful with that kaajal adding beauty to her beautiful eyes. It was so lively and so deep that I could have spent the rest of my life reaming into those eyes. .. a nose that leads in straight.. not too longs not to big nor small... and those lips with an imagery of its own... the ups and downs.. the curves and dents… the creator must have spent months sculpting it dipped in the censored elixir that is restricted only to heavenly angels... that curve on the upper lip... begging to be kissed..... and that curved chin.. so sensually blending into her face... and that neck.. sticking out so sensually yet so eloquently holding that face right at the right level for that forbidden kiss


her bossoms.. so full and so sensually soft ... that 36C boobs holding their places in perfect symmetry and I could spot no bra lines underneath that black sheer dress.. so as she moved that small dance of those soft yet firm bosoms needed a 1000 eyes to soak it all in. what a sexy and sultry dress.. with diamond studs to cup her bosoms and a very body-con styled black sheer dress... that ended right below her waists... sure shot that if she sits in the booth... her honey womb would be visible... but that sensual beast sporting such a sexy dress and her sexy figure...

There was a certain class about her which was undeniable.. be it her sensual beauty, in-born class and the way she carried herself, put her on a pedestal that only made her beauty glow even further. That carefully brushed hair to give a party-feel free-hair flow with sensual curls kissing her booty, those electric-silver metal ear drops / bracelets & necklace perfectly complementing her black sheer short robe… those toned thighs leading from those sensually heavy set booty… and the manner in which she had massed them with cream and glitter to give that exotic feel… she was a divine angel / apsaras who walked directly from heaven for me…

antha thodi eidayae appadiyae pudichu.. danse aada aaram-bichom...(holding on to that sensually toney hips.. we started dancing) the DJ was respecting the Techno theme of the joint and blaring out hot sultry dance-mixes... so we started dancing and wow this sensual goddess was some fireball on the dance floor.. she knows how to move and at times caught me standing blank... not a big dancer myself.. I guess she figured that out soon... but she was so understanding that she started leading me... I was more than happy to let her lead me... for I was beginning to see that she too was taking a liking towards me...

Following 2 or 3 mixes, her glass was empty, so went for a re-fill and then we went back to the dance-floor... there was one more hot club-mix and for a change, I let her in the front and was dancing from the back.. to be able to easily spin her and to cuddle her... and of course to soak in all the erotic energy this sensual beast was exhilarating to feed on that booty of hers.. firm and finely toned yet extra-ordinarily soft and as she was dancing from the front.. she came close and was indeed rubbing me with that sensual shapely booty of hers....my eyes glowed as her beautiful booty caressed my manhood.. for my manhood soon sprung into action and was sporting a good hard-on.... as the beats returned... so did Vani return for arousing me even more.. moving her booty in circular movements...she was clearly into me... the gyration continued till the end of the song... and for the next song, the DJ tuned down more towards the Soul genre... and I twirled her around and was more into an intimate and slow dance...

Dancing with Vani (Video Link)

As the dance was slow, we could be more and more close to each other... but my manhood which was aroused by the previous gyrations was getting more aroused... and at moments, I could feel her pussy-mold over her sheer black dress. it was that much more hot... and when there was a deep pause in the music.. she looked in my eyes and lunged forward... and met my lips with hers... and in that moment of magic, I started deep french kissing her... it was a moment beyond imagination... she showed no signs of wanting this to stop and I only wanted time to freeze with the lip-lock so perfect... who would love it to stop... for a moment, I am sure, both of us forgot the place.. the situation and the surrounding as we were in pure bliss lip-locked.. as 2 lovers lip-locked forever would have been engaged in one...

when the song finished... we were in such a deep lip-lock that both of us did not want it to end.... but she blinked her eyes and in a moment of joy, I opened by mouth, thereby breaking the lip-lock.. little did I know how much I will miss that moment or repent it later... but then little did I have a crystal ball in front of me...

Vani said "Thanks Deepuk.. for this lovely night.. I needed it very badly....but I have to leave"....hearing these words made me just kill myself... already repenting why I broke that kiss... then I said.. "already... when do we meet the next time..." she replied "I don't know Deepuk... I do not control my own time..." that look of sadness on her face, surely explained without any doubt that she missed it herself...
"at least give me your number and let me try to get in contact with you later.." saying that she held her hand out and I wrote my mobile number in her palm and before I could kiss her good bye.... like in Cindrella's story that we all have read in our childhood.. "as the mid-night clock struck 12:00, off she disappeared into thin air.... leaving a much awaited Deepuk stranded in the middle of the crowded dance-floor..

 

[Mohan Ahuja]

Chapter 2

There I was standing all alone sapped out of all remaining energy at a lonely world without this angel who was just moments before dancing with me; arousing me; kissing me; sensually sex-teasing me and moments after disappeared into thin air. The entire club so crowded yet seemed so bleak and empty.

The alarm bell ran but I did not hear it. I was both mentally and physically exhausted. After snoozing it multiple times, I finished by waking up finally. There was neither the courage nor the energy to get up and even worst, get to office. Fortunately I did not have an early morning meeting, so lying there on the bed I was ruminating the events of the night before. Going to the club, seeing Vani, drooling on her beauty as she floated down the dance floor towards the bar, talking to her, dancing with her, her sensual tease and that kiss. Just ruminating those thoughts was sufficient to give me an instant hard-on, for her beauty was beyond anything that I have known or seen.

Finally I reached office, but with no mood to go there.
Eric waved Hi and said, “so someone had a long night, it seems…”.
This only got me more sulking.
Me: “Dude, don’t rub the salt in… she left me dry.. right there in the dancing hall… I have not been able to get over it”…
Eric: “what she left you right in the club… I thought you would end up in ….”
Me: “She had to leave all of a sudden and I could not do anything bro..”
Eric: “Did you at least exchange numbers…”
Me: “I gave mine… but…”
Eric: “don’t worry.. maybe you are lucky and she will call you today… or in 3 days… or never”
Me: “Dudee… don’t jinx it up man… I am already sapped out of all morale..”
Eric: “okie..okie.. she will call you… now the boss is calling you…catch you later”

So I was going about my office chores, more in Zombie mode than anything. Every time my mobile rang or buzzed, I ran to pick it in the hope that Vani was trying to reach me; but it was in vain… I had calls from prospective tax consultants trying to magically reduce my taxes; the local car dealership or the Land agent seeking potential buyers… only rubbing salt when it hurt the most… I barely got through the day… starring at my mobile home screen… checking if I was still having mobile network coverage or not… even restarting the mobile thrice to see if I had to refresh any network firmware updates… nothing worked.. no message nor call from Vani… I started questioning if I wrote my number properly in her hand or not… no solace for the heart could be found…

The same sad state continued over the weekend. No message nor call from Vani. I was literally starring at the mobile screen for most part of the weekend hoping for something from Vani. Each time I questioned myself, if there was any reality to this exasperating wait or was I wasting my time… was it a one-night stand, (rather one evening dance stand) my mind was clearly not thinking straight. I could not apply myself to anything… All I knew was my life would be blessed, if Vani was with me; by my side… always.

The week started and ended where it started. No message nor call from Vani. It was clear that I was losing my head; but the moment I tried to get her out of my brain.. the more she was in my brain.. filling it with those sweet moments.. that silky and shinning skin… that booty length long wavy black hair with curls so sensually kissing her back… that heavy yet firmly toned booty.. that beautiful and expressive face of hers and those deep black eyes. So sensual and beautiful that made me fall in love with it the moment our eyes locked… just looking into her eyes, I lost sight of time; the surrounding and finally myself; so deep and mystic and captivating

Days became week. And weeks became month.

It was exactly the 1 month anniversary and I had lost all hope of any contact from Vani. I was cursing myself for not having insisted that she give me a missed call from her mobile at the club itself, but it is water under the bridge… if.. if.. if.. I have been through this “if” game a multiple times already.

I was so pissed that I did not charge my mobile and it died and I was so angry not to charge it.

The next day when I charged by mobile and switched it on, the mobile beeped twice as it started. My hands were trembling or rather my whole body was trembling and my started imagining at the speed of light.

Once the mobile completed it’s routine restarting, I saw the number “2” light up in the small badge over the “Message” icon.

My body was literally shaking as my mind was thinking about the eventuality. My mind blackout at one point and my ears deafed out and my vision of sight was dimming...

I touched the “Message” icon and when it opened, I saw that both the messages from a foreign mobile… an unknown mobile, as it displayed the sender’s number instead of the name and it started +1-xxx-xxx-xxx. It was confirmed that it was an US mobile number.
But I do not know anyone from the US or rather I was not expecting any call / message from any of my friends in the USA. Moreover they were in my Whatsup group and they wouldn’t be messaging me directly…

I was puzzled.. I wanted to open the message.. but at the same time I did not want to open it.. split between these two opposites, I somehow gathered the courage to touch the first message…

As it opened, it was a single word… the name of the techno-pub that I had met Vani a month ago… A sudden cry of joy struck my heart. Something like seeing an oasis after one month long wait in the dry desserts of the world. But then I had more questions than answers. I thought it had to be Vani, but then the US mobile number was unexplainable… what was she doing in London or what is she doing in the US.. where is she from… why message after a month… is it really her…etc…etc…

As the mind was racing theory after theory for the potential cause of events, I mindlessly clicked on the second message from her… seeing it all doubts flew away… as the doubts flew away, my knees grew weak all of a sudden and my legs flipped and had to sit on the couch nearby. It was a MMS of Vani… and my phone started playing it in a loop and I had to relieve myself of all the pented up sexual energy / tension this naughty Vani had created in me over the past one month. God she knows how to tease…

Erotic Message from Vani (Video Link)


After having released multiple loads of hot semen, I was relaxed and in a moment of pure bliss, got the courage to call Vani on her US number.

The mobile connected and it her phone rang. As I heard her phone ring, there was a sudden feeling of someone punching my stomach… maybe the butterflies flying around but it was so hard. The phone rang once more, but it seemed like someone cut the call.

I was a bit puzzled on the moment. Did not know what to do, but convinced myself to call her once more. The phone rang… thrice… and it was cut for the second time.

I got a bit worried and left my mobile by the side and was sitting on the couch, not knowing what to make out of the messages and the cutting of the phone calls.

My mobile beeped.

When I opened the mobile, it was a message from the same US number…
“Busy now. Will contact later… luv, Vani”

This message confirmed all doubts. The US number was in fact that of Vani. Ahie finally that piece of heavenly beauty did establish contact…

I replayed her MMS message and my member immediately sprang into action and I had one more long shag, Content that all my hope and waiting had not gone vane.

Feeling totally exhausted I slept on the couch.

When I woke up, there was another message on my mobile…
“Meet you next Sunday at xxxxxxx for dinner”

 

[Mohan Ahuja]

Chapter 3

I was extremely excited about my dinner date, coming Sunday. However as the days passed the excitement became more of butterflies in the stomach, as I had no clue to what to expect for and I started asking myself a lot of questions. For other than the few messages from Vani, there has been no additional contact. I had my doubts, was it just me or was the feeling / excitement mutual. Somehow before I could get a grasp on things, it was Sunday. I was getting ready to meet Vani. The more I thought, the more unclear things were. So I decided to go with the flow and let fate decide the rest of the day and stopped over-thinking things.

On the way to the restaurant, I stopped by the Florist and picked up a dozen of long stemmed Red Roses, just blooming. I reached the restaurant a bit earlier than the appointed hour, and was waiting for Vani’s arrival. Time passed and it was 30 mins past the appointed hour and I was looking at watch and my mobile to see if there was any message from Vani… Nothing… all my doubts started coming back to me… and then all of a sudden, there was gust of wind and when I turned my head to look up, there was a silhouette of a women walking up the cobblestoned pavement. I could not see clearly her face against the gleaming evening sun, just before sunset and all I could make out was that sensual hour-glass figure of 36-28-38. My spirits rose inside me and me with it. I could see her pallu fluttering in the gust of wind and she managing to hold it in place.

As she came closer, that black silhouette bloomed into the silhouette of Vani etched in my memory. The first thing that hit me was her sweet yet exotic fragrance and as I breathed in her fragrance, I suddenly became blank. I had a feeling of life freezing for a second.. rather minutes and there was deafening sound rendering it, completely impossible to do any other thing than to stare at this approaching beauty… and that too what a beauty… Draped in a semi-transparent free flowing red saree and a very sensually tailored yellow sleeveless blouse. It just had a thin strand over her shoulders and a deep plunging neckline. Gurl she was not wearing any bra. “No bra to the first dinner date… naughty girl” I thought to myself.

Vani came near me and I was still in the same semi-stunned state and she called out “Deepuk…. hello…what’z happening”… Regaining a bit of consciousness, I said “No.. nothing… Welcome Vani” and I bent on one knee to give her the red roses. She was quite pleased with the red roses and said “Thanks deepuk”. When I got up, I saw something on her feet, that perturbed me, but I choose to ignore it (at least for the moment).


“Vani, nee rombha azhaga irukurae. intha red saree unnaku rombha superba iruku… enna oru maatram from last time… annaiku oru karuppu party dresslae enna thaakunae… innaikku devadai polae vanthu irukurae de” (Vani you are very beautiful. This red saree suits you well. What a change from our last encounter, you killed me in that black party wear the last time and today you look like an angel in this red saree)

Vani blushed on hearing this. We then went into the restaurant and the server showed us the way to the corner table upfront. He lit that candle and left us to settle in. Playing the chivalrous host, I helped Vani settle in and then I sat right in front of her.

We ordered for 2 glasses of red wine to start with. The atmosphere was tense, yet pleasurable. There she was; the woman of my dreams sitting in such close quarters right in front of me… the red roses, the candle-light, the fine Bordeaux red wine and beyond all Vani, a proof that angels live amongst us. There was a certain alchemy in those looks that we exchanged and sparks were flying in all directions. I raised the glass for a toast and Vani joined in and said “to us” and I joined “to us”. People you should have seen the expression on her face when she toasted and that when I joined in the same toast. It was a sensual smile with a little bit of the inner lower lip biting sending a lot of sensual signals.

After the first sip into the red wine, I took the courage and held her hands and looked directly into her eyes. Again People, it was so hard to refrain from taking a stealing look down her blouse lines… the no bra thing got confirmed, as there was no bra lines beneath that skimpy yellow blouse of hers and that plunging neck-line. I guess, I was scoring my points with Vani, as she really liked that my eyes did not take deviations and it was frank and direct.

I had so many questions to ask Vani, but now I did not care to remember any of those questions. All I could do was look into her deep black beautiful eyes and spend the rest of the evening purely drinking the sensual elixir that was flowing down her eyes.

Describe Vani’s face... Task impossible even for the most romantic of romantics. Her beauty is beyond the comprehension of earthly beings, for she is the personification of beauty. She had her waist long black wavy hair straightened out at the top and ending with those beautiful curls at the bottom, perfectly complimenting her attire. She wore a red bindi (pottu) styled in the change of a moon right between her 2 high raising curved eye-brows. She had applied slight smoky effect on her eye-lids and those eye-lashes so long and sensual. I have read of women having beautiful eyes “Meen pondra kangal” (eyes like that of a fish), but here I was sitting in-front of her, sporting eyes so beautiful. She wore big Chandbali styled antique ear-rings with pearls and white-stone studs. Each time she moved, her ear rings danced in rhythm. Her nose straight and perfectly centered. Those lips so perfect shaped and curved.. so delectably luscious and full that I had to do hard to contain myself from plunging right there to kiss those lips and suck the juice out of them.. Vani had applied that red liquid lipstick, so perfectly to accentuate her beauty and all I could think of was how I can smudge it with a deep French kiss.

The moment when I touched her hands, there was a moment of intense electric charge that passed through my body. It was a completely different feeling. Her perfectly manicured hands and that deep red nail polish applied to the dot, sent a tingle down my spine. As I held her hands, I started caressing her palms with my thumbs. Hands so soft, almost baby soft that I could not stop caressing her palms. I guess it was sending some tingles down Vani that her eyes started to look deeper into mine and the biting of her lower lips, showed that she too was getting excited by the caress.

Holding hands and looking into the beautiful eyes of a beauty… I bet if anyone could strike a conversation beyond that… but was it necessary as it was our eyes who were doing the all the talking… her eyes were not just extra-ordinarily beautiful, but one of the most expressive ones. The way in which she rolled her eyes, the winking of eyes and those eye-lashes dancing in a flutter and the kaajal lining of her inner eye lips so sensually accentuating her beauty… As a small kid in front of the chocolate factory, I was just meandering in that sensual river of Vani’s beauty.

Dinner was served and it was delicious, but little did it arouse my taste buds, as the sole source of my arousal was right there in front of me. We had excellent service as the server was very considerate, at times I thought overly considerate and I could completely understand as each time he came to serve us, he was getting more than an eyeful, down that plunging neckline.

Tough I was having the time of my life, I could not simply forget what I saw earlier. So clearing my voice, I asked her,
Me: “Vani, can I ask you something”
Vani: “Yes..”
Me: “Don’t take me wrong, are you married”
Vani: “hmmm… why do you ask so..”
Me: “When I bent to give you the roses this evening, I saw a ring around your toes and it got me thinking”
Vani: “Yes, I am married”
On hearing this, Vani noticed that disappointment in my eyes. Sensing this, Vani added
Vani: “But Deepuk, is it a problem”
I kept quiet.

Vani: “I got married to Kadir, 5 years back. He is a New York based investment banker. A very open person. He always pushes me to try new things and enjoy new experiences. He travels a lot and …” she smiled.. I could understand the meaning of the smile and it sort of bought a ray of hope back into my eyes.

Sensing this, Vani did something next for which I was least prepared for. Removing her heels, she pushed her feet right up my thighs and started caressing by inner thighs. I was a bit shocked by this sudden escalation. I was a bit startled, but I liked this turn of events and accepted to travel with the flow.

Vani: “You know… Kadir is a very open person and wants to have an open relationship.” In parallel, she was caressing my thighs and her legs had almost reached by crotch and all this unexpected arousal had made my manhood jump into action and her toes were teasing the tip of my manhood over my pants. It was so hot and if not for the table cloth, anyone could have had an open view of what naughty action that was going on under the table, while we were still holding our hands, with me caressing her inner palms and our eyes-locked in a love battle over the table.

After dinner, when we got up to go out, Vani whispered in my ears,

 

[Mohan Ahuja]

Chapter 4

I was a bit perplexed myself on hearing what Vani said…the words, “F-o-l-l-o-w m-e, Kadir is w-a-i-t-i-n-g for us…..” was resonating in my head, but it could not make anything out of it. I was pushing my mind to think, but it was in total blank-out mode. It needed to be restarted, but how… in the meantime, I paid the restaurant bill and like a little goat I followed Vani.

I was trying to think, but the more I thought, the more unclear the situation became. Why did Kadir want to meet me? From the way Vani behaved and the way she announced it, it was indicating for actions on the kinkier side rather than anything else. So I reassured myself that Kadir did not want to meet me to thrash the guts out of me… so why… I understood that he wanted an open relationship and was OK that Vani had some sensual and sexual extra-marital relationships, but why invite the lover for a meet-up. Was he really into seeing his wife have fun with other men… was he a cuck… ready to see his beauty having her way with another man, while visually enjoying all the action… though multiple thoughts ran through the head, all I could see was Vani’s hips going from left to right…left to right and as a goat I followed her to their hotel room.

Moving a bit forward, I asked Vani, “Is Kadir a cuck?” and she did not reply, she just nodded yes but kept walking. I asked, “and you… you are ok with it”. She kept quiet and kept walking. Seeing that I was staying abreast with her and waiting for a response she said, “its complicated. I was not exactly OK with it.. but that Kadir of mine, knows exactly how to convince me and now Yes, I am OK with it.. maybe I myself will find a liking to all this. He travels often and I wanted to find a foreign lover, who I can meet during his official visits….” Saying this she smiled at me…

I did not really know what to say… one thing was for sure… I cannot let go of Vani, as I will never be able to come to terms with myself if I did that… As I had decided that I would let fate decide that night, I stopped over-thinking about all the eventualities and I just wanted to live the moment and I followed Vani like her own personal Hutch dog. On the way to the hotel, I picked up a bottle of red wine and a box of strawberries dipped in dark chocolate.

As we were approaching the hotel, I asked Vani to send a SMS to Kadir stating, “On our way to the room, Cuck”… she typed it and sent it to Kadir, but was a bit surprised on my demand.

Her phone beeped almost immediately and it read “Waiting for you, Honey and your Bull”.

When we reached the hotel, we got into the elevator and she pressed the button written “21” on it. I took her phone and all of a sudden plunged to kiss her on that red liquid lip-glossed juicy lips. Wowwwww it was for what I have been waiting all evening. To kiss her deep and wet and to smudge that perfectly applied red-lipstick. Now knowing that Kadir was a cuck, I could not let her go back to him, without one visual sign that would send sirens up his balls. I was hoping for a tight slap, but I was received by a willing tongue who wanted to dance with mine in more than one way... In that deep moment of tongue action and intense passion, I managed to click a selfie of the Hot Vani with me, now locked in a lip-lock.

The elevator reached the 21st floor and it clinked and the doors opened. So the lip-lock was broken and I followed Vani out of the elevator doors to their suite. In the meantime, I sent the selfie pic to Kadir, “Thanks Cuck for this sensual gift”. The phone beeped with a “?” smiley.

Vani knocked the suite door marked “2101” and moments later, Kadir opened the door. Vani entered the suite and she blushed immediately seeing Kadir and her smudged lipsticks in the glass mirror inside the suite corridor adjoining the main entry door.
Kadir: “So you started already”…
Vani: “no… just now in the elev….” She stopped her phrase and said “Deepuk… Kadir…”
“Kadir… Deepuk”…
Kadir: “Ahie… finally I get to meet the London lover that Vani has been going on and on since one month”…
Me: “Ohie really…” and I looked at Vani and she blushed in silence.
Kadir: “Yes she has been in complete turmoil over the last 1 month and when I told about this London official trip… Vani was more than convincing that I had to book her a ticket too”.
Me: “I am more than flattered, to have had that effect on her”.

We all then went into the suite and Kadir settled down in a single sofa comfortably. There was a long divan in front of the sofa with a lot of comfortable cushions aligned on both sides, and a small table top between the two. I set the bottle of wine and the chocolate dipped strawberries on the table top and sat on the divan.

All my weird feelings that lingered in my mind while walking up to the hotel vanished after meeting Kadir. Kadir was the type of person who could easily convince and reassure people. He had a certain charisma about him that made me comfortable around him. I now understood Vani, when she said that Kadir could be very convincing.



Vani came over and sat next to me on the divan. I opened the wine bottle and we toasted “to a night of pleasure”… I looked into the eyes of Vani and she was smiling with that smudged lip-stick still on. I thought she would correct it, but she wanted to expose visible signs of the wet kiss to arouse Kadir and myself.

I opened the chocolate dipped strawberry box and each of us took a piece… while we were tasting the strawberries, Vani for her turn was more into arousing us a bit more sensually and sexually. So she teased by rolling the strawberries over her lips and that chocolate melting in the warmth of her rosy lips left a trace, even though she licked it with her tongue. “Nice long tongue..” I remarked mentally.

I took another strawberry holding on to an half of the strawberry with my lips and signed to Vani to come and get the other half. Vani plunged forward, more than willingly and her lips took hold of the other half of the strawberry. Before we could realize, we were both lip-locked and our tongues were dancing with each other… when I inserted my tongue in her mouth, she was more than sucking it and gave it a small kinky bite. I was so into the moment, that I really did not care the presence of a third individual in the same room, and that too that the individual was the husband of the hotwife I was seducing and playing with. When I turned my head in Kadir’s direction, I saw that he was more than satisfied to see the hot action being played out in front of his eyes. He was getting his personal kicks.

Egged by what I saw, I took Vani’s face with both my hands and started kissing her even more deeply. She was responding to each of my moves and this was turning me on even more. I then broke the lip lock and started kissing her fore-head, her bindi-spot, her eyes.. nose…. Her cheeks… almost everywhere on her face… the ear folds and the back of the ear… nibbling on her ear lobes, I murmured “azhagi, nee ennaku vaenum…”(beauty, I want you…) In the heat of the passion, all she could say was a “hmmmmm…” in a deep aroused voice.

I continued kissing Vani even more passionately and the kissing behind the ears, was starting to have its effect. Vani started to run her fingers through my hair, as she started kissing me all over my face. It was a clear sign of her arousal and her hands started to caress my back and started exploring each vertebrate of my spine. She pushed herself closer and the kissing got even more passionate and deep. She was showering a rain of kisses on my face and my neck while exploring all over my back with her hands. She then took my head in her hands and slightly tilting it to the right and started kissing directly on my lips. Guys it is always a tinge more sensual when it is the woman who takes the initiative to kiss… and this was no different. It sent a different type of shock down my spine, as our lips locked, it became more a sucking battle and she started sucking on my lower lip and in fact biting it a bit.

With all this passion heating up, she started pulling my shirt out and before I knew, she had started unbuttoning my shirt and in no time she removed it. Now I took her by her shoulder and made her stand up. Then started the Dushasana act… it was nothing like in the Mahabharat… As Vani stood there to be unwrapped, I placed a kiss on her forehead and then on her eyes… then her lips… and taking her pallu with my right hand, I slowly started removing it. As it came off her shoulder, I kissed her left shoulder, then as it descended down her bosoms, I placed a kiss over her bosoms… wow this was the first time I was in real contact with those mountains of heavenly pleasure. 36C of pure pleasure, pure bliss… it was so soft, yet so perfectly shaped and stood straight… talking of standing straight, loved that there was something else too, standing straight other than my manhood. Her nipples were hard and were poking her blouse and they responded splendidly to my kisses and tongue tease. Then I let her pallu fall down and going down on my knees, I placed a kiss on her deep navel crate. She had a very erotic diamond studded navel piercing. It was so tempting that I started teasing her navel stud with the tip of my tongue and I guess it was tickling Vani, as she started a small dance taking her navel away from my searching tongue…

Then I started going down placing countless kisses on her mid-riff and I finally reached her hips and exactly where she had tied her saree. As I kissed her over her saree knot, I could not but inhale the real fragrance of Vani. I guess she was wet as the erotic aroma of her womanhood was so captivating. Then I slowly turned her to enjoy her booty view with the saree covering it, before I went any forward.

Though Vani resisted a bit, but it is was not long before I was placing kisses on her toned and tight booty cheeks over her saree-clad cheeks. What was so tempting was even in such close angles, her 36 – 28 – 38 hour-glass figure so delectably hot was arousing me more than ever. I could not resist myself and I had to put my face right between her booty cheeks and as I inhaled, the erotic aroma of Vani’s womanhood was more than evident and I bet she was dripping wet inside.

The sheer thought of Vani’s womanhood being dripping wet and that she was erotically aroused made me horny and my manhood was also saluting this angel of a woman. As I was turning her around to face Vani front-on, I saw that Kadir was enjoying the show and had in fact lowered his pants himself and was starting to slowly stroke his cock. Once Vani was facing me, I pulled her saree from her hip and it came out… then slowly loosening her saree folds and it fell down… there she stood in her sensually tailored yellow blouse and a red satin petticoat. Wowwww… she was hot and me hotter… then I pulled the thread knot holding her red satin petticoat and down it came…

Now I sat back on the divan as I wanted to drink-in, this angelic beauty… that beautiful face which was now erotically aroused.. those eyes which were oozing with sensuality and that long black hair with its curls kissing her booty cheeks… those boobs fully filling her tailored yellow blouse… that well-toned mid-riff with that deep navel crate and its diamond piercing… that deep red panty… erotic… and that toned milky long thighs and that matching deep red nail-polished toes… If Vani was not the epitome of beauty… who was… as I could not imagine of anyone else, other than Vani.

There she stood in all her beauty in front of her hubby who was happily stroking his manhood and her lover who was draining her sensuality and feeding on her erotic energy.

 

[Mohan Ahuja]

Chapter 5


Seeing how I was enjoying the visuals, Vani decided to take things in her hands. She wanted to kick-up the seduction to another level, so she took her phone to turn on some music and started to move in rhythm. I was quite spellbound by how her booty moved in such a sensual way. It was surely having an effect on my manhood.
Seeing this, Vani came close to me and started giving me sensual slow lap-dance. This got me excited even more and when she plunged forward to tease me with her assets, I could not resist any further and plunged forward to kiss her directly on her lips.

She immediately opened her sweet lips and there we were locked in another sensual deep wet French kiss. This was not our first kiss, but I was still nervous and excited as if it was our first kiss and I could sort of sense the feeling that Vani was also going through the same emotional roller coaster each time we kissed, as I felt her passion in each of those kisses and it never seemed to diminish. As we were passionately lip-locked our hands were in fact free-flowing and exploring physically and satisfying our carnal needs.

My hands dived towards her blouse clips on that sexy off-the shoulder styled yellow blouse and freed those bosoms, by removing the blouse clips. As soon as I opened the 3 clips, off came that blouse. Ahie finally those sensual boobs of Vani in plain vision for my carnal & visual pleasure. I could not but stop my hands from playing with those bosoms. So soft and sensual, yet so tight and firm. There was no sign of sag and they were perfectly shaped and the C-cup provided sufficient matter for my whole palms to toy with. Her arousal was evident by those perky nipples pouting out and that slightly dark brown aureoles surrounding those nipples marking exactly where I needed to attack next, to make her tingle. I toyed and teased her nipples with the back of my hands and then started running the back of my fingernails all along her bosom outline; circling her aureoles and teasing the tip of her nipples with the soft tip of my fingers. I guess all these sensual foreplay was having the desired effect on Vani as I would see her breathing was longer and her nipples were getting harder.

In the meantime, Vani’s hand had loosened by belt buckle and opened my pant buttons. Off they fell on the floor and I removed my legs out of it and pushed it aside. Seeing my aroused manhood, Vani took it in her hands and was gently stroking all along its longer and making it grow even further. She then started circling the base of my balls with the tip of her nails and giving it a slight scratch from time to time. It was so sensually erotic that it sent electric shocks up my ass-hole. My manhood was now hard and saluting its seductress. So Vani came closer and started a slow gyration of her hips, thereby teasing the tip of my manhood which was now touching the mould of her pussy over those red panties.

I was so turned on and horny by all this slow seduction and foreplay. So I pulled her by the neck and placed my lips directly on top of hers for a hot & deep passionate kiss. The tongues interlaced in unison and Vani started sucking my tongue… just to give me an idea of what she had in mind. I would have exploded in her mouth, if she had gone done on me right then… so I started to deep wet kiss her and then started showering a million kisses on her face and behind her ears and started nibbling her ear lobes, all while my hands were freely exploring the feminine divine creation, that was her body.

I could sense the intense arousal that Vani was going through, as I could feel her thighs tremble a little bit and I guess her knees were weakening as, she was putting more of her weight on her arms which were cuddling around my neck. So I slowly moved Vani to make her sit on the divan and continued my deep kissing. Once she sat, I lunged forward and started kissing the bottom of her chin and down her neckline while my hands were busy fondling her bosoms. Vani’s breathing grew longer and deeper and the way in which her eyes rolled up and her moaning were clearly indicating that she was extremely aroused.

I continued kissing her down her neckline and over those C cupped bosoms and to tease her nipples, I planted kisses all around her aureoles carefully avoiding her nipples. Then with the tip of my tongue, I circled the aureoles and when those nipples could not take it anymore, I tickled them with the tip of my tongue and then took them completely with the surrounding aureole with my lips and started sucking them… at the exact moment, a low and deep moan “hmmmmmmm” escaped Vani’s mouth. She was enjoying every second of this slow seduction, for she herself was a master of this art of slow seduction.

My mouth then continued its journey down under and the next stumbling block it encountered was Vani’s navel crate with that diamond stud. It was tantalizingly sensual. My tongue loved teasing her navel crate over that navel piercing and each time there was a slish and a slash of my tongue… a moan escaped Vani’s lips. The mere fact that my navel play was arousing her was so hot and tempting. I continued to lick her deep navel a bit more and then continued on my journey down below.
As I reached her hips with that red panty covering her womanhood, I could feel that strong aroma of Vani.. her fragrance… her womanhood’s fragrance.. so hot and so erotic.. her panty was wet and in a moment of sudden shyness, she tried to cover her panty with her hands. I looked up and could see Vani blushing. I placed a kiss on her hands and with my nose tried to open her clasped hands.. she moved them and I could smell her aroma. It was so her…sooo her... and it was so erotic. Plunging into her deep aroma, I caught hold of the extremities of her panty with my teeth and pulled it down… off it came exposing a moist and glistening shaved pussy mould. Her wetness was more than evident and it was literally dripping but I guess she was holding it in… the pussy folds plunging deep and sensuality personified.

I kissed her pussy lips and that was when my lips first came in contact with Vani’s womanly fluids… it was so hot and she pulled her pussy muscles in, as my lips came in contact with her pink pussy lips. I continued showering her with multiple kisses for I was loving how with each kiss she was wriggling her ass and her bottoms. Egged on by the moans and the rhythmic movement of her booty, my tongue wanted to dive into the action and with the tip of my tongue, I started caressing the outlines of her pussy lips. At the top of her clit, I slightly poked the top of her pussy lips. As my tongue intruded into the most private of Vani’s womanhood, she let out a louder moan and wowwww the feeling on my tongue.. her warmthness.. her wetness… and her pussy side muscles contracting and twitching and thereby compressing my intruding tongue… simply unbeatable and very difficult to coin it in words.. It was sure, my tongue did not want to come out and it was intriguing more and more deep into her womanhood and the deeper it was trying to enter the louder did Vani moan..

Pushing my face deeper into her pussy, I was now nibbling and caressing the top end of her pussy lips with the tip of my nose, while my lips were engaged in a full-on lip battle with her lips down under and my tongue was teasing and toying with her pussy interiors. I literally started fucking Vani with my tongue and man she was enjoying it.. her wetness increased and between my tongue fucing, I had to literally swallow her womanly fluids. While my mouth and tongue was busy down under, my hands started playing with her boobs and with my thumb and forefinger, I caught hold of her perky and popping nipples. It was all hard with all the arousal and I started to literally pinch it and press it hard.

Kadir on his side was enjoying all this fun on his side, from his first class first row view. He was stroking his cock and was more pleased to visually enjoy the treat than to participate in it. Alternating with his stroking, he had taken out his camera to immortalize these sweet memories.

I started to slowly increase the pace of my tongue fucking of Vani’s pussy and I guess my tongue tip should had reached her G-spot, that all of a sudden the intensity of her compressions and the twitching of her pussy walls grew multi-fold. Her erotic moans filled the entire suite and her moans grew deeper and deeper and the intensity of her pussy compression increased.

I continued to tease the same spot with my tongue plunging it deeper into her pussy and at one point, she could not take the tease and the tongue fucking anymore, that her floodgates were opened… her womanly fluids flooded out in abundance and the twitching and shivering of her pussy muscles were intense and she gave one sharp shrieking cry of pleasure. I slowed down the pace, but kept playing with her G-spot, as Vani went through her orgasm. Exhausted she let her head fall and rest on the divan, as she sighed of relief. All the built up tension since early evening was released and I could sense it as her pussy muscles relaxed. I withdrew my tongue and kissed a light kiss on the top of her pussy.