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Yamini Cheats on her Fiancee

This is the story of Yamini, her fiancee Venkatesh and her lover Sanjeev. This incident is real and happened during the engagement days of Yamini and Venkatesh. Venkatesh was a software nerd who had finished two years of his job in US and had returned to India to find a suitable match. His parents had arranged a girl for him. He had come to do the engagement and return to US. The marriage was planned next year when he would be able to get a longer leave and take her along with him.

By 8:30 in the morning, they found themselves lying down together on the couch in the living room. They were under a blanket. It was hardly a week after her engagement to Venky. But when her old classmate called her over for a last time together, she just could not refuse. She was wearing a cotton shirt and jeans, and Sanjeev was dressed only in a pair of jeans.

Earlier in the day, they had driven down from the coffee shop where they met, left an unfinished coffee as they both were too eager to be in each other’s arms. On the way Sanjeev put his hand on her lap, stroking her gently, reminding her about the days in college, their college tour, those numerous hotel rooms they shared, the trip to Bangalore where they had to attend an interview together. After reaching his new palatial house, he removed her sari, careful not to wrinkle it and they both walked around, arms around each other. He showed her around the house, the bedrooms, balcony, drawing room, study room, the big bathroom with its tub, the shower and the kitchen.

In fact he was showing her the places where he planned to make love to her. She felt so good feeling his palm around her smooth hips, playing with her thin gold chain around it. His fingers would occasionally play with the hem of her skirt, making her wish he pulled it down then and there itself. But Sanjeev had other plans for her. While she was standing in the balcony, he was standing behind her and admiring her full round buttocks. Wow what buttocks she has! he thought to himself. Her butt was round and full measuring a clean 37 inches. He recollected that night years ago which they spent together in a Bangalore hotel with him plunging deep into it again and again and her lusty moans and screams.

Her wedding was fixed on 24 Aug next year and it was still 10 months away. He had decided to make use of the entire time. He had decided to offer her a job in his firm in Bangalore where she would be safely away from her fianceé and parents. He would have her all for himself in the coming few months. He would discuss the plans with her at the right moment which he only knew very well. He didn’t want to let go of this beauty of 25 years, at the prime of her youth. She had a perfectly shaped body. At 5’5”, she had well-proportioned hips, full and firm breasts with those lovely light pinkish nipples, a deep navel, long legs, long hair which almost touched her buttocks when left open, red luscious lips which knew their job very well. A Brahmin girl with creamy white skin and deep black eyes that could make any man go mad at a wink. From a lean girl in college she had blossomed into a full grown ripe woman. He stood behind her and brushed his bulge on her buttocks—it felt so soft and inviting. She smiled at him as she felt him behind her.

Yamini had told Sanjeev that she should phone Venky’s mother by 9. She didn’t want him phoning her mom and checking up on her. She was lying in front of Sanjeev, and he couldn’t help but notice how her ass was pressed against his crotch. After fifteen minutes in this position, he couldn’t help but begin to grow hard, even though he’d already cum twice that night. She could tell that there was a little more pressure pressed against the crack of her ass, and she half smiled. She wriggled her bum against him mischievously. He quickly shot up to full hardness. She could feel that familiar touch of full hard flesh against her buttocks. She could feel the hardness which had taken her so many times to ecstasy over the past nine years. He kissed the back of her head, and his hand slid around her body under the blanket and under her shirt. He continued softly kissing her hair as he ran his hand over the soft skin of her belly. Her breathing deepened a little as she concentrated on his touch. She pressed her ass against him a little harder, satisfied to feel a solid, hard rod poking out at her. At 8.5 inches and proportionally thick, he had a massive tool.

His hand slowly slid up her body until it cupped her naked breast. He could feel Yamini’s nipple harden as he squeezed the soft mound of flesh. He slid his hand slowly down her belly, over her belly button, and into her jeans. He slipped his hand into her panties and ran his fingers through the short curls of her pubic hair. He could hear her breathing grow deeper as his hand felt the hot moisture of her horny slit. He slowly ran a finger down her slick, sensitive lips. Tingles shot up her body, and Yamini turned her head to him, her mouth searching for his. He kissed her softly, and she snuck her tongue into his mouth. He slipped his finger inside her warmth. Even after spending so many years with him … so many nights and days, she still felt like that 18 year old girl feeling it for the first time on her college tour.

“Ohhhhh…,” she breathed into his mouth, kissing him a little more urgently. His strong hand was rubbing against her clit as his finger dipped in and out of her warm tunnel. He broke the kiss.

“Do you wanna go back to the bedroom?” He whispered in her ear. She nodded, clearly flushed. He pulled his hand out of her panties, and the two of them got up.

She led the way back to the bedroom; his eyes locked on her ass the entire trip. He loved how it shook with each step that she took. Her engagement sari and blouse lay there on the floor along with her black brassiere. Sanjeev had asked her to bring it along as he wanted to see her in that dress once. They entered the bedroom and she immediately dove onto the bed and picked up his cordless phone. Sanjeev watched her dial as he pulled off his jeans, becoming naked. Tingles shot up her body from her crotch when she saw his rock hard penis stick high up in the air. It was a good thing that she had already dialed, because she most certainly would have forgotten the number!

He knelt on the bed beside her and his hand ran up her smooth, creamy white thighs as she heard the phone ringing. He grabbed her jeans and quickly ripped them down her smooth legs and off. Sanjeev then slid his hand up the inside of her thigh and into the side of her panties, caressing her moist pussy lips just as Venky answered.

“Hello?” said the voice on the other end. She almost forgot to answer as another man was stroking her pussy. Sanjeev smiled at her as he ran his fingers up and down her horny slit.

“Hello!” She said, smiling. Her sexy legs parted a little wider as she spoke to her fiancé on the phone.

“Hey hun,” he said cheerily. “You just caught me.”

Sanjeev dipped a finger inside her hot tunnel, causing her to gasp.

“Oh!” She managed to change the tone of her gasp from that of pleasure to that of surprise. “Where are you off to?” This was the second time that Sanjeev was doing this to her while she was on the phone with Venky.

“I’m just gonna zip out to a restaurant for some South Indian with Reddy,” he replied.

Sanjeev began to move towards her head on his knees, his massive cock sticking straight up into the air. Yamini looked at that giant penis lustfully. She swallowed.

“Okay, I’ll let you go,” she said hopefully.

Sanjeev was now kneeling directly beside her head, his giant penis right before her eyes. He leaned over her a little, the top of his cock now touched her nose, and she closed her eyes.

“No, I got a few minutes to talk,” said the voice.

“Are you sure?” she asked as she felt Sanjeev’s penis rub over her cheek. She closed one eye as his mushroom head rubbed over it. “Because I can let you go, I don’t mind.” She was trying not to let her breathing become too heavy.

“No, that’s all right. I want to talk to you, I haven’t seen you all day!” Venky replied.

Sanjeev was pressing the top of his penis against Yamini’s lips, between them and the phone. She tried keeping her mouth closed so the dick wouldn’t go inside as she answered.

“So what do you want to talk about?” She opened her mouth and Sanjeev was quick to stick the tip of his cock inside. Yamini gave him a Why are you so bad? look with her eyes as she wrapped her lips around the head of his penis. Venky began to tell her a story about something that happened in office while she ran her lips a little further down Sanjeev’s pole. She hadn’t realized how far down his dick she went until she felt him touching the very back of her mouth.Sanjeev eased his manhood out of her mouth, and held it above her face. If one could see what Sanjeev could see, one would realize just how big his cock was. It was so thick and long that it nearly blocked out Yamini’s small head from his view! He laid the length of his penis on her face and rubbed it back and forth over her nose, mouth and cheeks. She parted her lips, kissing at it as it went by.

He suddenly aimed it downward at her mouth again, and she eagerly let him slip it inside. Venky was asking her something.

“Mmmm?” She asked, with her mouth full.

“I said, what are you up to tonight?” Venky asked.

Yamini had to think fast: if she told him she was free, he might try to call her later. She pulled Sanjeev’s dick out of her mouth with an audible pop.

“I’m going over to Anu’s house,” she replied.

Sanjeev backed away a little, grabbing the bottom of her shirt. He pulled it up her body quickly, revealing her naked breasts. She pulled the phone away from her ear as she helped Sanjeev pull off her shirt.

“…be?” Venky asked.

“What?” Yamini asked.

“How late are you going to be?” Venky repeated. He had no idea that his fianceé didn’t hear him because she was busy helping another man pull off her shirt! Her naked breasts were freed, and Sanjeev grabbed each one in a large hand and bent towards them. Tingles ran through her body when she watched him suck a nipple into his mouth. He released that one and wrapped his lips around her other one.

“I don’t know … I may stay the night at her house,” she replied.

Sanjeev released her tits and she watched his giant hands grab onto the skimpy waistband of her panties. Her breathing grew a little more laboured as she raised her beautiful ass up off his bed and allowed him to pull the dainty thing down her legs. The triangle of her bush became exposed, and the pink swollen lips that it framed. Sanjeev rolled her tiny underwear down her legs and she pulled first one small foot out of it, and then the other. She was now completely naked with another man while she spoke to her fiancé on the phone!

“…leaving?” She heard Venky say. She quickly assumed he was asking when she was leaving, and she pulled her wits about her in putting together a response. Sanjeev really had her flustered!

“Pretty soon, actually. I should probably go and get ready,” she responded, hoping to get off the phone before Sanjeev fucked her. She knew he was gonna fuck her whether she was ready for it or not, and she didn’t want to be on the phone with Venky again while he did it!

Sanjeev was kneeling beside her head again, offering her his penis. Yamini figured she’d better take it before he decided to put it another hole! She opened her mouth, eyes looking down her nose at the giant cock before her. He was quick to slip it into her mouth, sliding it in as far as he could before her small hand pushed his groin back a little. She almost gagged.

Venky was saying something, and she was trying to pay attention. She was relieved to hear that he was launching into a story of his own, and wouldn’t require much response from her.

Sanjeev stared at her face, which had most of his cock in it, and he reached down and cupped her pussy with his large hand. He dipped a finger into her warm pussy, and was satisfied to see Yamini close her eyes with pleasure. He slowly slid most of his dick out of her mouth, and then eased it back in. Yamini was humping her hips up against his hand as she sucked hard on his penis. She realized that Venky would need a prompt of some sort, to let him know that she was paying attention.

“Mmm-hmm?” She said into the phone, her lips around another man’s organ.

“I know! Can you believe it?” Venky asked, chuckling.

Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!

Venky could hear the noise at the other end of the phone, but to him it sounded like she was in the kitchen stirring something. Yamini, meanwhile, was looking up at Sanjeev with her beautiful eyes, her lips sliding up and down his fat pole expertly. His entire shaft was coated with her saliva, and his head was poking at her throat almost every time she took him in her mouth.

“Are you having something to eat?” she heard him say on the phone.

She pulled Sanjeev’s cock out of her mouth with a pop that was maybe a bit too loud.

“I’m having a little something, yes,” she replied, smiling inwardly. She didn’t even feel guilty any more. That’s what this cock did to her. She was talking to her fiancé on the phone for God’s sake! The cock in her hand was as hard as a rock, and her need to have it inside her was growing. She would have to get Venky off the phone.

“I should go finish this before I go out,” she stated. Naturally he figured she meant finish the snack she prepared, not finish the cock that was in her hand!

“Wait,” he replied, “I forgot to tell you what else happened to me today.”

She let go of Sanjeev’s dick as he turned and put a knee on the bed between her legs. The sense of dread was almost as big as the sense of arousal that went through her. He was gonna fuck her! She would really have to get off the phone!

“Can it wait?” she asked, her breath a little husky. “I really should get a move on.” Yamini subconsciously opened her legs a little wider for Sanjeev as he got his other knee in between them. She was now at his mercy. The entrance to her body was now open for that giant cock. She heard the dreaded answer, but the feeling of disappointment was overcome by the feeling of desire as she watched Sanjeev bend his monster dick and placed the mushroom head against the swollen pink lips of her pussy.

“No,” Venky replied, “it won’t take long, don’t worry. I was at the grocery store, and …”

The rest was just background noise to her as she felt her lover’s cock press against the entrance to her cunt. She felt herself slowly open up and allow his head to squeeze inside. She sucked in her breath, holding it as she felt her pussy stretch wide for his probing cock. She was so wet, both from her arousal as well as Sanjeev’s cum from their earlier trysts, that her vagina gave him no resistance. She felt inch after inch slide inside her, and he was moving so slowly that at least three times she thought he was all the way in, only to have him push more of his cock into her body. Finally, she felt his groin press against her. Nine inches of him was inside her.

“Ohhhh…” she sighed softly, closing her eyes.

“What was that?” Venky asked.

Sanjeev was holding his cock inside Venky’s fiancé, enjoying the feeling of warmth that surrounded him, and the tightness that gripped him.

“I didn’t say anything,” Yamini said, eyes still closed. She was trying not to pant into the phone and her pussy was filled to the rim! She raised her ass off of the bed, grinding her pussy against Sanjeev’s groin. She couldn’t help it!

“Oh,” Venky replied. “I thought I heard moaning.”

It was probably the TV, he thought. She was likely back in the living room.

Sanjeev slid most of his cock out of Yamini. He looked down and could see the top of his penis stretching the pink lips of her vagina wide. He was holding herself high above her, looking down at her. She opened her eyes and looked up at him. She was begging him to stop with her eyes, yet at the same time was begging him to enter her. He slammed his giant member into her twat as hard as he could.

“Ungh!” She groaned, trying to turn her face away from the phone as she felt her body fill up again. She was partially successful and Venky still heard her, but it wasn’t very loud.

“Oh … it was the, uh, TV,” she answered into the phone, unable to disguise the fact that she was out of breath.

Venky was saying something, but she no longer cared. Sanjeev was now fucking the shit out of her. He was holding himself up on his arms and was drilling his cock into her hungry pussy over and over. Her tiny feet were in the air, flailing above his thrusting ass. Her creamy white tits were bouncing up and down violently, each time his long cock shot up into her. She covered the mouthpiece of the phone with her thumb.

“Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!” she groaned, over and over. Her pussy was tingling like crazy, and she could feel the stirrings of an orgasm on its way. Sanjeev bent and covered her mouth with his, kissing her hard without stopping his thrusts. Her thumb slipped off the mouthpiece of the phone and it rested in her hand just an inch from where she was tongue-kissing another man, her fiancé on the other end. She was breathing heavily into Sanjeev’s mouth as he stuck his dick deep in her cunt as hard as he could. She managed to stop moaning, but she was gasping for breath into Sanjeev’s mouth. Luckily for her, Venky had launched back into his tale. If he were to be quiet for a second, he would easily be able to hear the loud kissing noises of the two lovers on the other end of the phone.

The whole scenario had both Sanjeev and Yamini turned on immensely. He was hard as a rock inside her. Even though he had already shot his load twice that evening already, he wasn’t sure how much longer he could last in a situation like this. He stopped thrusting for a moment, holding his giant member inside her warm, snug pussy. He threw her left leg over his right shoulder, and her right leg over his left shoulder. He held himself up above her, looking down at her. Yamini’s tiny feet were on either side of his head, and she was looking up at him helplessly, panting.

“Why are you breathing hard?” Venky asked.

She realized that he hadn’t spoken in about ten seconds. Over nine inches of cock was inside her, and she watched Sanjeev turn and kiss her small foot, licking at her big toe.

“I, uh,” she said, trying to steady her voice, “just walked upstairs.” Sanjeev sucked her toe into his mouth and then let it go, beginning to thrust into her wanting cunt again.

“Oh. You’re really out of shape, man!” Venky exclaimed.

Yamini was wincing, having a hard time concentrating on the phone again as she took this huge member inside her eager vagina over and over.

“Yeah …” she agreed, her voice not very steady. Her calves were on another man’s shoulders as he fed her his dick! Sanjeev was fucking her harder, watching her small tits bounce up and down with the movement.

“So what are you doing up there?” Venky asked. He really had no idea that his fiancé was getting fucked as they spoke, right then and there.

“I’m just getting changed,” Yamini breathed, trying desperately not to moan. “I have to go soon.”

Sanjeev was now fucking her as hard as he possibly could, his manhood shooting in and out of her like a piston. She loved how wide he was stretching her pussy, and she could feel every inch of him slide along the inner walls of her cunt.

“Okay, I’ll let you get ready,” said the voice on the phone.

Yamini didn’t answer. She had turned her head so that her face was pressed against a pillow, muffling her moans. Sanjeev was losing it. Her cunt was gripping his dick so tightly each time he slid into her! He jackhammered in and out of her a few more times before sliding his entire penis into Yamini’s unfaithful vagina, holding it there. He gritted his teeth, feeling his cock jerk inside her cunt. A thick, hot wad of his seed shot off the back of her womb as he pressed his groin tightly against her.

“Okay,” she panted, almost in a whisper. Sanjeev’s penis swelled again and unleashed another hot load of semen deep inside her hungry vagina. He groaned, wincing, more cum pouring out of him.

“All right,” Venky said, “I love you.”

“Bye!” She breathed, hanging up. “Oh God!” Yamini moaned, rubbing her pussy against Sanjeev’s groin, milking every drop of semen that he had to offer. Her legs wrapped around him, squeezing him close to her as the last of his sperm dripped into her. He collapsed on top of her, gasping for breath.

“Ohhhh … I can’t believe we just did that!” she exclaimed.

He smiled, kissing her lips softly. He lay on top of her for a while, growing soft inside her as they talked about what they had just done.

Shortly after ten, he rolled off of her, his soft penis slipping out of her full vagina. The two of them fell asleep beside one another, while her fiancé assumed she would be sleeping alone at her friend’s house.