Adultery A Wife- slut or innocent

[andrewrocket79]

Chapter 10 : The Whore 1.

Days had passed. Though Patel had asked for the next week, but call did not come. Somehow this one day kind of attention made Neelam feel a new self confident. She joined Yoga, and a gym to loose her weight. She started to make up, and wear little more better choice of clothes. Constant comments from others helped her rejuvenate her passion, and somehow this internal feeling came to look better. Contacting one of her friend who was working a dietitian she decided to go for transformation. For the first time, she colored her hairs, or polished her nails. She had now constantly started to shave her pussy, wax and do better than before.

It was not before 3 months, that her body had started to take shape. She had lost lot of weight, looking more self-assured about her life. She was now not the same old nagging, strict teacher. But, a hot sexy MILF. But still her values were intact and no one dared to approach her in school. The politics against her in school also kept growing. But still there was no sex in her life. Neelam, at times would masturbate remembering the passionate encounter she had. But as she was a teacher, and in a dignified job, she knew it won't be easy for her to fullfill her desires. At times, she would feel guilty about her feelings. But at times looking at her self in the mirror she would tell herself that she has been far better than before! So in all in all, her confusion still remained.

It was Friday evening, she was in school, checking the assignments, and completing her routine work. She received a message,

"Tomorrow- 8 pm, Car will come by 5 pm, be ready".

She tried to call back but the number had been switched off. She tried to message but it had not been delivered. There was a worried look on her face. Her husband was home, and she knew that it would not be easy to give excuse to him. The incident had happened 3 months back, and she was not actually ready for another encounter mentally. She had thought it was just one pleasant or unpleasant dream of her life, and its over. She was unable to concentrate on her work now, she felt like vomiting. It was the month of May, and was the last working day for her. She drove back to home, on her scooter. As she reached home, her thought was on that only, that if she said no, then what will be the consequences or if says yes what will be the consequences. How will she kind a take care of her husband extra. If her husband comes to know, then what will happen extra. All these thoughts were making her little uneasy. One side was a cliff, and one side was a fire. She had a tough decision to make.

It was 9 PM, in the night that she received another message " Not able to come is not an option, if you don't come , your video will be made viral, so be ready by sharp 5 pm, no delay, nothing to carry..."

The point was not that she did not want to go, but the message and then no call, was what making her nervous. If they had called her in a more polite way she would have readily go, but with the messages it looked little shaky for her. She was not sure, who was calling and where she has to go. Video thing atl-east made her sure that it may be either Saheb or the guy. No one else knew about the video or her act. But again her thought that if it was some one who was blackmailing her. Her mind and thought were in this QNA sessions, and no answer was coming up. Her husband had already retired to his reading room. That was his normal routine.

Neelam completed the washing of her utensils, and finishing her kitchen, she took her short shower, and ready for bed alone, that was her routine. Then an idea came to her and she thought of going to the reading room. Her husband was busy reading or may be composing his poetry. He never liked anyone to disturb him, when he would be inside the reading room.

Neelam, had no choice. Saturday & Sunday were off day for her husband, and there was no way she could have left the house without getting noticed. She quietly knocked on the door. Her knock kind of irritated her husband, who even before asking her said in a irritating manner "Whats the matter, Don't you know I don't like to be disturbed", he was rude.

"Ahmm sorry, but it was important, actually I may have to go out for two days. Its a student tour, just wanted to take your permission"

Generally, her husband was least bothered about Neelam's whereabouts, but he never liked her to go out . The reason was that he was unable to do his daily chores without her help. For him Neelam was more of his house maid than a wife. He never loved her. He was an intellectual and more of a poet. Neelam though was a teacher but she was neither classic nor she had any interest in reading so many books. Though he himself was to remain in tours and all.

He looked back at Neelam, as if he also saw the change which she has gone through, and also kind of realized the harsh tone he had used.

"But yaar, tomorrow I have kept poetic meeting in the evening. My friends are going to come.", but then he thought again, "yah may be a good idea for u to go, we will manage, but just ask the maid to stay back and cook " he replied. ( I guess he thought if Neelam is not there, he and his friends can go whole night,and drink till they want).

"Okay", Neelam said, as if she was relieved.

The Saturday for Neelam was full of action, she did all the preparation for her husbands night party. She herself , cleaned all the hairs of her pussy, and shaved few hairs on her body which had grown back after waxing. She just carried bag empty, so as her husband doesnot have any suspicion. She got ready sharp at 4PM. Till then she had not thought of anything, as the whole day making preparation for her husband. But as the time close by her nervousness increased. Luckily for her, husband had given her permission. But still the tension swept her face. She had wore a normal salwar and suit for the occasion. She had kept the high heels in the bag quietly.

Sharp 5 pm she received the call on her mobile. The driver had said he as arrived.

Neelam slowly walked down towards her new desitnation.

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[andrewrocket79]

Chapter 10 The Whore 2 :

The driver was a nice gentleman. He opened the car door for her, and then drove quietly to the destination. It was an hour or so drive. She reached near a beach house, which looked quiet and serene. But there was unprecedented security. Many guards were standing as guarding the place. Mostly Men.

As she got down from the car, she was checked by the Men security guard only. He touched her in a way as if it was a routine job for him. Her mobile phone was confiscated.

"No Mobile phones allowed, you can call anyone u want, you will get mobile after the party only", before she could say anything, the security guard had taken her mobile, and switched it off. She had luckily called her husband in the car, anyways he would not have called her anyways.

She was guided by the same maid who had met her in the farm house, come, I was waiting for you. She took her directly to a green room. She made Neelam, changed to a black saree, with a sleeveless blouse. The lingerie were almost same as she had wore earlier. But as she had lost weight, it was little unfit for her, but despite that she could get into it. Then she did some light make up on her.

Neelam was ready! The lipstick was put on her which was little darker than normal shade. Make was light, but it was still little better than last time. It took her another hour or so. She was quiet, but also little worried. But seeing familiar faces, made her relieved that it will be either Patel or the same guy she fucked other day. Her eyes got brighten up with a very thought of that.

The maid again asked her to go, and enjoy the party!

There were around 5 Guys who were seating besides a pool, and having their drinks. The drinks were being served by servants. A small orchestra was playing the music, and all the of them were involved in some intense discussion. Patel was also one of them. Most of them were of same age as Patel, and they looked powerful people. Probably they were discussing on some policy decision extra. Near the orchestra few women were dancing, they looked like some kind of bar dancer or something. It looked as if the party had just begun. There was no younger guy today.

As Neelam entered , hesitatingly came near them, Patel's eyes brighten up.

"Oh come come, sorry to kept you waiting " he was unexpectedly polite. As he welcomed, the others turned their self so as to have a glimpse of Neelam.

"Oh is this the one you were talking about", couple of them were disappointed, but couple of them were happy.
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"Oh she is a teacher in my school, may be the next principal of the school " and he pushed Neelam towards him. He pasted his lips on her lips in front of so other guys. and then pressed her boobs from the blouse. Neelam felt little uncomfortable. She felt as if she is being treated a like a cheap Raandi. But actually for Patel she was a the whore.

One of the guys, who looked little senior, looked at Patel and said " Oh Patel Bhao, you only will kiss her or you will give us a chance too"

Patel, immediately left Neelam from his embrace and threw her towards him. Before she could held her to balance, that old guy, who looked drunk, pasted his lips on her lips! Neelam could not react . His mouth was smelling badly, but she struggled to maintain the kiss. The guy continued to press his lips even deeper.

This was the round Neelam had to go through. All five of them pasted her a kiss. Some even bit her lips. Some were soft and some were hard. Though Neelam was not a hot lady, but enjoying with an innocent lady motivated everyone to enjoy!!

Then Patel, signaled to the musician to play some sexy bollywood number. And he took Neelam in his hands and started to dance near a pool. Slowly and steadily, others joined in, and in a moment Neelam was naked, just in her high heels, and all 5 of them were circling around her as if waiting for their opportunity to bounce on her! Neelam did not even realize that she was naked, as her eyes were closed.

 

[guysimple]

Chapter 10 The Whore 2 :

The driver was a nice gentleman. He opened the car door for her, and then drove quietly to the destination. It was an hour or so drive. She reached near a beach house, which looked quiet and serene. But there was unprecedented security. Many guards were standing as guarding the place. Mostly Men.

As she got down from the car, she was checked by the Men security guard only. He touched her in a way as if it was a routine job for him. Her mobile phone was confiscated.

"No Mobile phones allowed, you can call anyone u want, you will get mobile after the party only", before she could say anything, the security guard had taken her mobile, and switched it off. She had luckily called her husband in the car, anyways he would not have called her anyways.

She was guided by the same maid who had met her in the farm house, come, I was waiting for you. She took her directly to a green room. She made Neelam, changed to a black saree, with a sleeveless blouse. The lingerie were almost same as she had wore earlier. But as she had lost weight, it was little unfit for her, but despite that she could get into it. Then she did some light make up on her.

Neelam was ready! The lipstick was put on her which was little darker than normal shade. Make was light, but it was still little better than last time. It took her another hour or so. She was quiet, but also little worried. But seeing familiar faces, made her relieved that it will be either Patel or the same guy she fucked other day. Her eyes got brighten up with a very thought of that.

The maid again asked her to go, and enjoy the party!

There were around 5 Guys who were seating besides a pool, and having their drinks. The drinks were being served by servants. A small orchestra was playing the music, and all the of them were involved in some intense discussion. Patel was also one of them. Most of them were of same age as Patel, and they looked powerful people. Probably they were discussing on some policy decision extra. Near the orchestra few women were dancing, they looked like some kind of bar dancer or something. It looked as if the party had just begun. There was no younger guy today.

As Neelam entered , hesitatingly came near them, Patel's eyes brighten up.

"Oh come come, sorry to kept you waiting " he was unexpectedly polite. As he welcomed, the others turned their self so as to have a glimpse of Neelam.

"Oh is this the one you were talking about", couple of them were disappointed, but couple of them were happy.
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"Oh she is a teacher in my school, may be the next principal of the school " and he pushed Neelam towards him. He pasted his lips on her lips in front of so other guys. and then pressed her boobs from the blouse. Neelam felt little uncomfortable. She felt as if she is being treated a like a cheap Raandi. But actually for Patel she was a the whore.

One of the guys, who looked little senior, looked at Patel and said " Oh Patel Bhao, you only will kiss her or you will give us a chance too"

Patel, immediately left Neelam from his embrace and threw her towards him. Before she could held her to balance, that old guy, who looked drunk, pasted his lips on her lips! Neelam could not react . His mouth was smelling badly, but she struggled to maintain the kiss. The guy continued to press his lips even deeper.

This was the round Neelam had to go through. All five of them pasted her a kiss. Some even bit her lips. Some were soft and some were hard. Though Neelam was not a hot lady, but enjoying with an innocent lady motivated everyone to enjoy!!

Then Patel, signaled to the musician to play some sexy bollywood number. And he took Neelam in his hands and started to dance near a pool. Slowly and steadily, others joined in, and in a moment Neelam was naked, just in her high heels, and all 5 of them were circling around her as if waiting for their opportunity to bounce on her! Neelam did not even realize that she was naked, as her eyes were closed.

Nice, continue please.

 

[Sincemany]

Very good story... Please keep it up... This type of stories are rare. You are doing really well. First few day update was continuous. Don't leave this story unfinished

 

[andrewrocket79]

Guys Comp crashed , will try to send update soon

 

[andrewrocket79]

Chapter 11- The Group Sex-1

The five men had surrounded Neelam. Neelam clothes had already been removed by them, and though she was not a good dancer, but somehow her legs were moving around with them. She was wearing high heels, and only thing which was left on her body, was a golden chain, her marriage ring, two toe rings & the heels. Though she was nervous , but presence of Patel was making her more relaxed. Immediately from that experience, this was something which was on another level. Here she was being treated like a whore by 5 experienced men. They all look like members and close to Patel.

Being naked in front of 5 men, who were chewing gutka, smoking and drunk was embarrassing for her. She was feeling like a cheap whore who have been thrown into some downsize people. One of them was pulling her right breast, other was pulling her left breast, one was pinching her ass and fingering her ass hole, the others were just dancing around her. It was not if anyone of them had done any kind of forcing to her, they were just playing around. Though she was nervous, but she was kind of dancing with the rhythm. It is said in kamasutra that women are born with the art but it is men who needs to learn this art. She already knew why she had been invited for this party, so she was kind a mentally prepared, but what she was not expecting was that she will be treated like a cheap whore. But as she was practical women, she knew there was no point of confrontation. The initial hesitancy had evaporated once she was called names, and now when the had removed her clothes, she had nothing left to hide.

Though it was cooler near the pool, but surrounded by 5 men was making her play with fire. Everytime one of them would touch her boobs or private parts a current would run through her body. She would feel the temperature of her body rising. No one had kissed her yet, and it was not anyone of them was young. They were all mature in age, and it looked to be unique way for her to kind of play around with her body. Couple of them had puked the gutka they were chewing on her breast and ass in excitement. As they were drinking, with every peg they were getting aggressive. The band continued to play some cheap bollywood music, and they started to abuse as the intensity of music increased. This was a different experience for Neelam

Neelam was getting pushed into the corner, and now she was sweating due to intensity with which she was dancing!

This was her moment of agony and pain which was growing with each intensity!

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[ronylol]

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[andrewrocket79]

Chapter 11- The Group Sex 2

The five horny men were dancing around Neelam, as if she was a sex Goddess. As the smoke from their cigarette or gutka from their mouth was being spitted on Neelam, she would feel embarrass, but she had closed her eyes to the very fact. She knew that reacting to it negatively or randomly might have made everyone little more aggressive. It was not as if she being forced , but it was something she was mentally prepared for after her first experience. Though she was expecting only that guy & Patel, but here it was 5 horny guys, playing with her body. She was being treated like a whore.

As more drinks went in, few smokes , and night became more romantic and darker, but Neelam was amazed by their energy, she was now fighting hard to cope up with their energy, that is what energy of people of Village is, they are close to nature, and hence their body also has the stamina and power. The waiters and other staff who were at the farm were surprised that these men were happy with a mature lady, when they could have enjoyed and afforded far more sexier and hotter lady, but his staff who was close to Patel, knew that he loves to make simple ladies, then transform them as slut, and then they are controlled by him throughout his life. He was an expert in testing their faith, he had hardly failed in this endeavor.

In normal life, Neelam was to hate people who smoke, but somehow today's smoke was making her crazy. Her eyes were closed, and warmness from the people around her was making her feel warmth, though temperature around pool was little cooler. Patel had proposefully did not allow her to drink the alcohol. She tried to have glass once, as offered by one of the men, but Patel had refuted her saying " Saali, no way you are drinking, till I allow, we want real you, not a drunk bitchy whore", he had said these words in his local dialect, and used abuse from his local language

As the music started to play, couple of them had started to remove their clothes. One of them had already inserted his dick inside her cleanly shaven pussy.

"Ouch", Neelam shouted , " Aaram se Sir", that's the only words she had said in the whole time. Luckily he was wearing condom.

"Chup kaar saali Raand", he replied in disgust. He was little chubby, his penis was also a normal average Indian dick size of around 6 Inches, but surprisingly he had a strength and stamina, he had picked up Neelam on his thighs, and was stroking her standing. The other guys were watching him in action.

"Bhore Saheb, aur joor se".... every one was shouting as if to encourage him.

Patel was standing just behind him. His eyes focused on the jewel he had been able to find. Neelam's eyes were in pain, but also had a special lust, which Patel could see, gesturing her , then he shouted " Are you not enjoying bitch", and then as she was being stroked. very powerfully, she reached her orgasm faster than before, a normal whore would not have got hotter or hornier, or may have behaved professionally, but Neelam was not a professional, hence juices from her-pussy were flowing like anything. As she was not professional she also did not know how to make horny men faster cumming. On the contrary she started to enjoy the every stroke, in middle couple of guys would come and press her boobs. She was sweating due to force with which she was being fucked by them.

The guy cum inside her may be in another 30 seconds or so,he was huffing as struggled to maintain the stamina. Neelam had reached her orgasm, she was surprised how easily the dick of that man entered her pussy, without of much of struggle. She had struggled many times with her husband ,when he had to use lubricant or at times vaseline to ease the friction, but here her pussy was getting so wet, that it did not take time for his dick to enter. But before Neelam could hold her breathe and get some air, the guy who was fingering her ass as she was getting stroked inserted his dick inside her pussy. He was the strongest and the youngest of all of them. He may be of the same age as Neelam.

"Ouch", Neelam shouted in pain, she was not expecting it. She was getting tired, none of them were giving her space. He had inserted his penis from the back side. She was still facing Patel. The movement helped , her to now sit down on the same position. He was continuously stroking her. His penis was bigger in size. He would insert it, and then kind of rotate his penis inside her pussy, which was giving him pleasure. The other 3 guys (one had already cum), were rotating around the two, as if a wrestling match was going on. Couple of them again spitted the chewing tobacco on the body of Neelam. The stroke intensity was slow but penetration was harder. He was also wearing a condom.

He continued to kind of molest her pussy in all the way. Neelam may have reached multiple orgasm with every penetration which was going inside. Her pussy was now dry. She was tired, and her body was burning with lots of hotness. The guy was continuing to stroke, and though she was trying to match him, but she was struggling. Patel was watching her getting laid like this. Finally the second guy could also cum inside her vagina. He was also sweating , but as soon as cum, he threw Neelam from his penis, like she did not matter to her at all.

Neelam was fully satisfied after taking two cocks. She was tired but her face had a sense of satisfaction. Her hairs were open, and her face was hiding behind it. She was nude, the heels she was wearing were already thrown away. She was now feeling the cold. Her body was aching, she was unable to decide whether she feel happy and guilty. Whatever happened to her, she had enjoyed. Her pussy which was feeling hungry after the first encounter was feeling as if was waiting for more and more dicks. As she was lying down on the ground, smell of gutka thrown on her body was coming strongly. Few patches of red gutka on her boobs and asses were also shining in the night , and whatever minimum light was there. Her body smell was mix of perfume she had put , sweat , smoke and gutka which was thrown on her body. It was a mix smell.

The suddenly Patel came from behind, as she was engrossed on her thoughts, and before she could control her self, threw her into the water of the pool!

Splash, Neelam was thrown inside a very cold water of the pool.

"Clean your self you bitch" he screamed, and everyone else started to laugh.

"Patel Bhau..." everyone kind of cried. But Patel was just checking her resistance. He was trying to see how far she can go. As Neelam swim inside the cold pool, kind of taken a back by the way she was thrown inside it, she looked completely shocked. But then one of the sensible man from the group looked at Patel and said " She will die, elections on head, she is a teacher, not a professional whore, enough of her"

His wise words kind of cooled down him " Yah you may be right he nodded" , then he gestured towards couple of his servants, who came rushing with the towel and gown. Neelam came out of the pool, she did not make any effort to hide her breasts or cleanly shaven pussy.

"Take her to my room, give her something to eat and drink, take her with respect " He said as if ordering them.

She briskly taken to the room, which was similar to the room where she was fucked for the first time. There was already a woman waiting in the room.

Looking at her she smiled "Oh you must be Neelam madam"

Neelam looked confused as how she knew her!

The normal adventure for Neelam kind of may have ended for the night. The lady offered her the scotch to drink. Neelam was still in the towel, but she was tired and exhausted. She was still coming to senses. She was getting trapped inside a web, which she had not realized it, but her sexual fantasy and sexually she was feeling completely satisfied. She was on curve of being slut or not slut, but one thing was sure, she had entered a path from where there was point of no return, she was getting addicted to sex, and debate on what is wrong and right is irrelevant.

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[ronylol]

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[andrewrocket79]

Chapter 12 The Professional -1

That was the only thing that happened to her on that day. In the morning, the same driver who had brought her took her back to her room. No one said anything to her. But when she opened her purse, there was a huge cash kept inside her purse. All were 2000 Notes and she did not even count her. She felt like a professional whore, who had just finished her job and was being paid for her services. She was quiet, and smoked the only cigarette which was left in her packet. She was now also becoming professional in smoking.

The ride to home did not take very long, her eyes were red - lack of sleep and hangover, she was feeling feverish and her head was spinning. She tried her best to take rest, but she could not get the sleep. Her hairs were untidy, and she had not got the time to go and freshen up. She could just spread the perfume and some deodorant on her body to avoid the smell which was coming. Her dress was intact luckily.

It was around 11 am in the morning, when she reached her home. She rushed to her lift and reached her flat. Her husband was sleeping, in the living room only, he branded bottle of whiskey lied near to him. His friends were also lying alongside. The dirty utensils were lying here and there, and it seemed the 3 of them had a good party in the night.

She rushed to her bedroom shower immediately as she wanted to free herself from the night tiredness immediately. She cleaned her body multiple times so as to feel the new energy afresh. By the time she finished her shower, her husband and his friends had woken-up from their sleeps. She accidentally wore a violet color satin home gown. Generally, she was to wear a peti-coat or a pajama under her home gown. But her new grown confidence she had about her body, had made her wear the dress without any prejudice. The front of that gown was little more revealing than normal. She had washed her hairs, and hence water from her was dripping. Her breasts were looking bigger than normal, may be as they were being used more often. Though her intention was not all to provoke, but it was as if she was becoming a natural slut!

But she did not do it intentionally, she did it because she naturally wanted to feel little sexy! As she came out, all 3 of her husband's friend had woken up from their sleep. She came out to greet them, and all three of them eyes wide opened. The gown she was wearing, it was clearly visible her navel and legs. Though they were covered, but when she walked u can easily make out that she was wearing which shaped panties. Her cleavage was bulging out from the front, and though everyone may have tried to close their eyes, but it looked impossible for anyone to not been able to concentrate!

Her husband who was an idiot, hardly managed to see this new fond hotness in his wife, but his friends could sense the new hotness bhabhi. As she asked them that will they want lemon water or black coffee to fight with their hangover, her voice did not have any frustration or irritation. Normally she was very impolite with them, as she was to feel that her husband friends are all waste of time. This new politeness amazed them. They were so shocked with her change that hardly anyone could say anything to her. She bowed down to collect the utensils and whiskey glasses which were lying on the floor, she did not make any effort to hold her cleavage or hide her breasts. Perhaps all this was naturally coming to her. She knew that friends of her husband were watching her cleavage!!

She smiled sheepishly!

The pavitra lady, they had known for so many years, was behaving like a cheap slut! There eyes opened in like a hungry dogs, and all of them volunteered her to do the work " let us help u bhabhi", one of them replied looking directly at her cleavage!

The seduction was brief but efficient, as all his friends helped her clean the house. Neelam was using her women power to do all the work, and in just few minutes her living room was back to what it was!

But her husband again had no idea of what was happening!

Anyways, this new confidence and seductiveness in Neelam was not something which was devoid of anyone eyes!

Few months had passed, and Neelam was enjoying this new hotness. Her clothes had started to become more hotter, blouses more deeper cut. But she was also getting addicted to alcohol and cigarettes. She had become the diva of the school. Her Principal, knew that she now has power and that is why she did not really was to say anything to her, the most important thing which was to astonished her was the transformation she had gone through in her life. She was to feel jealous of her, but knew she cannot do anything. Patel would come to school at times, and then he was to fuck Neelam inside the principal office. At times Principal would be seating on the couch and then he would fuck Neelam just in front of her. This would further strengthen the authority of Neelam.. She had become a shadow principal in other words. Though staff and all would talk about her and Patel relationships, but none had a courage to directly open their mouths.

But the adventure which Neelam was to look forward to, had still not happened in her life. Life was still routine, and then the adventure came her way. Patel's secretary called her, and said Saheb wanted her to come to Goa for some function. The trip was suppose to be 5 days, and no further details was shared to her. This is hot generally the invitation was sent to her. But by now Neelam had become more confident, and she was having fun in this new adventure her life was to take her. Only thing she was thinking that, what is that she is going to get in Goa and what kind of adventure she will be going through, she was now least bothered about her husband and her reactions now!!

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