Previous Part: Married Indian housewife adventures – Part 1
Me (Shivani): What are you talking about?
Neha (my friend): Yes, I sleep with them, and they give me financial favors, as simple as that.
Me: B… but, how come a girl like you..
Neha: Yaar Shivani, all girls have a fantasy, to be a side chick of a married man. You have more control over the man than his wife. And here I am, the sexy side wife of five men.
Me: I have so many questions, Neha. Do you do it with them every day?
Neha: Ya, sometimes even multiple times a day. Sometimes with more than one man at once, it’s so fun living this lifestyle.
I was shocked at this. But didn’t know what to say. Initially, I thought my friend was joking, but she was serious.
Me: Yaar Neha, I can’t believe you chose this lifestyle.
Neha: It’s easy yaar, just have lots of fun, and earn lots of money.😉
She laughed, and I smiled nervously. She said, “Chill dude, many people follow this lifestyle, they don’t want to get married like you, just casual sex is today’s way of living.”
I nodded in agreement.
Just then, we heard a knock on the door. Neha went to open the door. It was two of the men. Mr. Sharma and Mr. Kapoor. They came in and saw me. Neha said, “Hi guys, say hi to Shivani. She lives downstairs on the 5th floor.” They said, “Hi.”
I responded with a “Hello.”
Mr. Sharma asked me, “So Shivani, what do you do?”
I said, “Oh, I am just a housewife.”
Mr. Sharma: Oh, nice. You don’t look like a housewife though, You should be modeling!
Neha noticed he was trying to flirt with me. She winked at me, signaling to go along with the flirting. But I remembered my husband Atharv and just kept silent.
Neha brought some tea for us. I noticed Mr. Sharma was constantly looking towards me. Mr. Kapoor asked Neha, “So Neha, what’s the plan today?”
Neha: Oh nothing, Shivani will leave in a bit.
I understood it was their time to enjoy. I finished my tea and got up to leave. “Goodbye Neha, see you tomorrow.”
As I got to leave, Mr. Sharma asked, “Hey, Shivani, can I get your number? Just to stay connected.”
I was hesitant to give my number and looked towards Neha. She understood and said, “Oh, Shivani is in a hurry, take her number later.”
He nodded. I said bye, and got out.
As I got out, I desperately wanted to know whether my friend Neha really was telling the truth. I needed to see with my own eyes to believe it. So I poked through the keyhole from the outside. This was one of the top floors, so not many people came here, and everyone used lift anyway, so I wasn’t in fear of getting caught.
As they finished the tea, Neha took the cups and went to the kitchen. What I saw next shocked me, and made me finally believe Neha.
Mr. Sharma and Mr. Kapoor opened their zipper, pulled down their underwear and started stroking their cocks. I was shocked to the core, and couldn’t believe it. I was waiting desperately for Neha to return and see the reaction. These men were just stroking it, and making it more and more hard. Their dicks were hairy, veiny and extremely big. Bigger than my husband’s dick.
Neha came outside, saw them and smiled at them. So, she was finally telling the truth. It was by then confirmed that Neha was indeed, sleeping for money! But I still wasn’t ready to leave. I didn’t know why, but I wanted to watch what was going to happen next. I guess, even I was feeling a little bit horny.
Neha removed her skirt and top. She was now only in her black bra and panty. She sat down on the ground, in the middle of Mr. Sharma and Kapoor. Then she spat on her hands, and casually started stroking Mr. Sharma’s dick. With the other hand, she started stroking Mr. Kapoor’s dick. Both Mr. Sharma and Mr. Kapoor were sitting and enjoying. She asked me, “How does it feel?”
Mr. Kapoor said, “Feels good, darling. Feels so goooood.”
She spat on her hands 2-3 times and kept on stroking their dick. Mr. Kapoor and Mr. Sharma were continuously moaning – ‘Ah… ah…’.
Then after some time, she stopped and stood up. Mr. Sharma also stood up with his erect dick. He then untied her bra and removed it. Mr. Kapoor on the other hand, slid down her panty. She was now totally naked. She then sat on the sofa and spread her legs. Mr. Sharma spit on her vagina and started licking it, making it wet.
After some time, Mr. Sharma started sliding his dick into her pussy. He started stroking it and fucking my friend slowly. Neha was enjoying, and moaning in pleasure. Mr. Kapoor came over to Neha’s face and put his dick over her face. She started kissing it in pleasure.
While fucking her, Mr. Sharma said, “Yaar Neha, your friend Shivani is such a bomb yaar. I bet she would look sexy sucking my dick.” I was shocked, he was talking about me! Neha laughed and said, “Haha, chill, she is married.”
Mr. Sharma: Her husband is fucking lucky. He gets to fuck that chick daily. I bet he fucks her at least twice a day. If she was my wife, that would be the bare minimum.
Neha: Wow, you are getting extra hard inside me while talking about her.”
Mr. Sharma: What can I do yaar, she is such a bomb. Her ass looks so sexy in that saree. I wanna strip that saree from her and tear her blouse.
Neha: Ah, chill, it’s getting super hard in me…
Mr. Sharma: Do you happen to have a photo of her, I so wanna masturbate imagining her.
Neha: But she is my friend.
Mr. Sharma: Come on Neha, just once, I am so horny right now.
Neha: Alright.
Neha opened her phone gallery and handed it to Mr. Sharma. Then he removed his dick from her and held it in his hand. In the other hand, he held the phone and while looking at my picture, he started masturbating!
“Oh Shivani, you sexy slut. I wanna grab that piece of ass so hard.” As he was masturbating, he came all over the phone.
Neha: Damn it, you cummed over my phone, I have to clean it now.
Meanwhile, Mr. Kapoor slid his dick into her and started fucking her hard. She started moaning and they started gaining speed. After a few strokes, Mr. Kapoor removed his dick and came over her face. He said, “Ahhhh, Shivani…I wanna fuck you so hard..”
Neha looked up with cum all over her surprised face. She said, “What the hell?! Both of you are imagining Shivani while fucking me?”
Mr. Kapoor: Sorry Neha, but that married slut friend of yours is so hot. I wanna tear her blouse and rub my dick over her face.
Neha: Ugh, you guys are disgusting, let’s finish this now, I wanna shower.
Saying this, she got up and started dressing up. I saw both of them getting dressed up too. I went away from there quickly and came into my flat. I was thinking about what happened. Those 2 people were lusting over me. And I just watched them fuck my friend while imagining me. I should have felt disgusting, but somewhere inside me, there was a slut who was feeling happy.