Cheating Couple

Kritika is out of control and hurling abuses at her husband, Aakash. Their marriage of two years seemed to be over. Aakash had cheated on her with none other than her best friend, Shreya. Like most men in this situation, Aakash is terribly sorry for his actions.

He is desperately pleading with Kritika to forgive him. “I am very sorry. Please forgive me. We were drunk, and it happened. It happened just once. I am sorry, Kritika. Please forgive me. Please.”

But Kritika is in no mood to forgive him. She packs her bags while Aakash is sobbing and begging for forgiveness. She starts to leave the house. Aakash holds her hand to stop her, but Kritika shrugs his hand and slaps him across his face. It’s all over. She moves out of the house and slams the door shut.

Aakash gets up, shaken. He is sweating profusely. It took him a few moments to realise it was just a terrible dream. His nerves calm a bit, and he checks his phone – it’s 6:00 in the morning. He grabs the water bottle beside his bed and gulps half of it.

He turns to the other side, still lying in bed, and looks at the girl beside him. It’s Shreya, his wife’s best friend whom he finally fucked last night, lying naked in his bed. He had been lusting for Shreya for a while and got the chance last night.

Coincidentally, both their spouses were out of town. Shreya had gone out on a girls’ night and posted it on her Instagram page. Aakash saw her post and went there alone. He was sitting at the bar, drinking slowly, when Shreya noticed him.

Shreya: Aakash, Hi.

Aakash: Oh. Hi Shreya. What are you doing here?

Shreya: I came for a girl’s night. What are you doing here? Who are you with?

Aakash: I just came alone. Kritika is out of town, and I was bored. Also, since it was late, I didn’t bother asking any of my friends. So, I just came out to grab a few drinks.

Shreya: Why don’t you join us? Even though my friends plan to leave soon, you can hang out with us till then.

Aakash: No, please. I don’t want to intrude on your girl’s night. You guys enjoy it. Besides, I don’t know any of your friends.

Shreya: True. Ok. You, too, enjoy yourself.

Aakash: I will. Thanks.

Aakash kept an eye on her, and as soon as they called for the bill, he paid his dues and left. He positioned his car about 100 metres from the pub’s exit. When he spotted Shreya come out, he took his car and approached her.

Aakash: Need a lift, ladies? Shreya was with one of her friends.

Shreya: Hey. No thanks. We have booked a cab.

Aakash: Oh, come on. Cancel it. I will drop you both.

Shreya and her friend hop on in the car. Shreya introduced them. After a bit of chit-chat and about 10 minutes, they dropped her friend.

Aakash: By the way, you guys finished very early. I mean, it’s only 11.

Shreya: Don’t ask. All my friends were in a hurry to get back home. It seemed like a formal get-together of sorts.

Aakash: That sounds boring.

Shreya: It was. I wanted to stay longer and get wasted tonight. I mean, it’s not often that we get free time with friends after marriage.

Aakash: True that. By the way, you could have stayed longer and grabbed a few more drinks if that’s what you wanted.

Shreya: I didn’t want to drink alone. If any of my friends had stayed, I would have. Hey! Do you mind grabbing a few drinks?

Aakash: I don’t know, but isn’t it too late to go to any place now?

Shreya: True. Even liquor shops are closed now.

Aakash: Umm. I know a place where we can get some.

Shreya: Where?

Aakash knew a few shops that sold liquor even after the closing hours but didn’t mention that on purpose. Instead, he tried his luck.

Aakash: My place. But only if you are ok with it.

Shreya, after thinking a bit: Why the hell not?

Aakash turns the car around and sets out for his place. They kept talking about their work, friends, etc. They reach his place in about 15 minutes.

Aakash: Please make yourself comfortable. What will you have? I have beer, whiskey and red wine.

Shreya: Wine would be great.

Aakash puts on jazz music in the background and goes into the kitchen. He returns with a glass of red wine for Shreya and a glass of whiskey for himself. They settled down and continued their conversation. It was a naturally flowing conversation, jumping from one topic to another and turning to movies.

Aakash: So, what genre do you like?

Shreya: Nothing specific as such. All genres are fine, really. It depends on the story.

Aakash: Same here. How about the actors? Who’s your favourite?

Shreya: Oh. I have a huge crush on Ranbir Kapoor.

Aakash: I hate that guy.

Shreya, surprised: Why?

Aakash: Every girl has a crush on him.

Shreya: Haha. He is very handsome, after all. What about you? Who is your favourite actress?

Aakash: No one.

Shreya: That’s not fair. I told you mine. There must be someone for sure who you fantasise about.

Aakash: Well, you asked about my favourite actress, not who I fantasise about.

Shreya: Haha, very smart. Who?

Aakash: Nora Fatehi. She is a killer. Love her big ass.

Shreya: Ahaa. So you are an ass person.

Aakash: I am a ‘beauty’ person. For example, you are a killer, too.

Shreya: Are you flirting with me, Aakash?

Aakash: Just telling the truth. I am sure you must get a lot of compliments.

Shreya: Hehe. Thanks.

Shreya: So, what do you like about me?

Aakash, checking her out (Shreya was wearing a black single-piece dress ending mid-thighs): You have a killer look. Nice boobs, great ass, and not to mention that patli kamar (slim waist). What’s your figure? 34-28-34?

Shreya: You have a great guess.

Aakash: As I said, I am a ‘beauty’ person. Also, your silky smooth thighs and legs are a treat to behold.

Shreya blushed. She liked the attention and compliments she was getting from Aakash. Aakash had paced it just right. He knew she was going to be his. Aakash: Get up and show me your curves.

Shreya got up and started posing for Aakash. Aakash kept commanding her, and she kept obeying.

Aakash: You are hot as fuck. Come to me.

Shreya, still dancing, moved closer to him, flaunting her curves. She turned around and wiggled her ass. Aakash got up, took her arm, placed it on his crotch and whispered, “Look what you have done. I want you.”

Shreya felt Aakash’s hard dick and squeezed it. That was the signal Aakash needed. He pushed her on the sofa, got on top of her and started kissing her. Shreya kissed back. Aakash lifted Shreya’s dress and felt her pussy. It was wet. He wasted no time.

He pulled down his pants, took his dick out, slid her panty to the side and placed his dick on her pussy. In one strong push, he was inside her. Shreya moaned out loud. Aaaah. Their clothes were still on, and Aakash started fucking her without any control.

After fucking in missionary for about 10 minutes, Aakash flipped Shreya. He grabbed her panty and tore it apart with force. The pain made Shreya shriek. Aakash brought his face to Shreya’s ass and licked her asshole and pussy from behind her.

He then removed his pants completely and started fucking Shreya’s doggy style. After about 5 minutes, Aakash realised he would not hold much longer but didn’t want it to end yet. He got off his bitch and took her to the bedroom. They kept on kissing each other along the way.

Once in the bedroom, they removed their clothes and explored each other. Soon, Aakash was again on top of her and kept pumping her with force till they both came together. The fucking was so intense that they slept exhausted, naked in each other’s arms.

Aakash woke up the next morning due to a terrible dream. But after finding out Shreya, still naked, in his bed and reminiscing about the last night, his dream became a distant memory now. He started to think from his dick again. He wants Shreya again.

Aakash goes down in the bed, spreads Shreya’s legs and starts licking her waxed pussy. He licks for a minute before Shreya get half up. She is already wet. She spreads her legs more, her hands grab Aakash’s hair, and she forces his head on her pussy. “Aah, baby. Yes. Lick that pussy.”

Aakash places both his hands on her boobs and presses them while continuously licking her pussy. In about 5 minutes, Shreya shivers and is about to have an orgasm. But Aakash won’t let her off that easy. He gets off the bed, comes beside her head and places his dick in front of her face.

“It’s time to return the favour, baby.” Shreya takes his dick in her mouth and starts blowing Aakash. She takes his entire dick deep in throat. Aakash loves it. “Aah, baby. Look at you taking my entire dick inside your mouth. You have a lot of practice, don’t you?”

Shreya takes out his dick to reply with a smile, “Yes. I do,” and take it in again.

After about 5 minutes, Aakash gets on top of Shreya, her legs wide open. He places his dick on her pussy. He looks her in the eyes – both their eyes are full of nothing but lust.

With one powerful push, shoves his dick deep inside her. Shreya lets out a loud aaaah. He starts to drill her pussy with force. I love your pussy around my dick baby. Shreya replies, “I love your dick inside me. Fuck me harder, baby. Aaaah. Aaah. Yes.”

Aakash turns her around, “Be my bitch.” Shreya turns over and wiggles her ass, inviting Aakash to take her from behind. Aakash wastes no time and starts riding Shreya. He grabs her hair and keeps riding her. “Are you enjoying baby?” he asks. Shreya replies, “Yes, baby. Aaah Yes.”

Aakash: Tera pati chodta hai tujhe ese? (Your husband fucks you like this?)

Shreya: Please don’t say like that.

Aakash: Bol na saali. Tera pati chodta hai kya ese? (Say it, slut. Your husband fucks you like this?)

Shreya: Please don’t say that, Aakash.

Aakash: Don’t be shy, Shreya. Say it. Chodta hai kya woh tujhe ese? (Does he fuck you like this?)

Shreya: Nahi. (No)

Aakash, increasing his speed: Maza nahi aata uske saath tujhe? (You don’t enjoy with him?)

Shreya: Nai (No). Aaah Aaah Aaah.

Aakash: Kya ek word me reply de rahi hai. Sahi se bata kutiya. Kese chodta hai woh? (Why are you giving a one-word reply? Tell me properly, bitch. How does he fuck you?)

Shreya: Aaah. Us chutiye ko biwi to satisfy karna nahi aata. (That idiot doesn’t know how to satisfy his wife). Aaah Aaah. Bhenchod ko bas apne kaam me interest hai mujhme nai. (Sister-fucker is just interested in his work, not me.)

Aakash: Koi ni baby. Main hu na. Chal mere upar aa. (It’s ok baby. I am here. Come on top of me now.)

Aakash lay down on the bed, and Shreya came on top of him. She positions his dick on her pussy and goes down, taking it all in. She bends forward, bringing her face near his. They kiss each other violently. Aakash grabs her ass with both his hands.

Shreya starts moving up and down. Shreya, now sitting straight, starts jumping up and down on his cock, placing both her hands on Aakash’s muscular chest for support. Aakash keeps grabbing her boobs and ass alternatively. He feels a sense of pride in finally getting Shreya naked and ravishing her beauty.

He gets up and holds Shreya by placing an arm around her. Without taking his dick out, he flips her and comes on top. They are back fucking in missionary. They keep fucking passionately looking into each other’s eyes and seeing the lust for each other.

Aakash squeezes her left boob with his right hand, bends down and kisses her passionately. He increases his speed. The room is now filled with Shreya’s loud moaning. She cannot keep up any longer. Aakash senses it and starts pumping her with all his force.

Soon, both climax together, with Aakash’s hot sperm hitting her stomach. Just like last night, there was no protection. Aakash got off her, slid over and lay beside her. It takes them a while to regain their breath. Aakash then, lights up a cigarette.

Shreya: I didn’t know you smoked.

Aakash: I don’t smoke that often. But I usually need one after a good fuck, and this was a great fuck.

Shreya giggles: I hope our spouses don’t find out about this.

Aakash: Who is going to tell them?

Aakash’s phone buzzes. He picks up to see a text from his wife, Kritika, ‘Good Morning, Baby! I miss you. Wish you were here too.’ Shreya sees it, too.

Aakash, without replying, puts the phone aside.

Shreya: Aren’t you going to text back?

Aakash: As far as she is concerned, I am still sleeping. I will text her later. You are with me, and I can’t waste a second, baby. You know I am going to fuck you again, right?

Shreya: I was hoping you would say that.

Shreya goes down, takes his dick in her mouth and starts sucking it.

Aakash: Aaah meri randi (Aaah, my whore.)

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