Dreams are not real, they are the ones we see with closed eyes, generally while sleeping but imagination is mind's creation when electric pulses trigger sometimes very vivid images.
Aarti felt guilt soon and rushed back to her room after getting her senses back. Feeling shy she just cuddled up beside Pavan to hide her face in shame but she could not get any sleep as the rush of blood had completely spilt her thoughts. Her inability to hold herself to those carnal desires even when she thought that she was satisfied in her married life was puzzling to herself.
This guilt was spreading like cancer in her head but flashes from Morning kept her blood pumping as well. She would be devasted if Pavan were to react strongly to this. But she also thought that so far he had been on her side and even though she had told him almost everything he was kind of okay. This was the only comforting thought for her now.
Soon Pavan woke up feeling horny and started caressing her body. He removed her top, her sexy lacy panty and admired her beauty before tracing his hand along her side. He slowly pinched her right nipple with one hand while sucking from the other. He then got naked himself and laid beside her sideways.
Unknown from Aarti's brazen act that morning, Pavan carefully and lovingly kissed her cheeks. While he next planted kiss on her lips he had no idea that those were already taken today by someone else. Soon he roamed his fingers around her vagina, ran them along the length still unknown from the strangers fingers which had split her sex lips few hours ago. He started kissing those hard nipples while Aarti, lost in her world who had those nipples sucked elsewhere, responded with soft moans.
She felt heavenly while Pavan was back to kissing her and rubbing his now hard dick on her mound. His dick's head grazed across her labia slowly, pulsating along the way, settling near her clitoris completely unaware of the orgasmic overdrive its pussy had reached with those fingers of a stranger. Aarti's pussy had become a nymphomaniac at its own and was again ready to accept this more familiar thing, the dick of Pavan.
Aarti got very excited and briefly forgot her morning escapades because of the love that Pavan showed. This was her own and so enduring. He had all the time today and slowly raised the temperature by restraining himself. He went on top of her, roamed his fingers in circles around her areola and would flick them nipples slightly in between. All this while his dick would slowly,move along her labia, tease a little at the clitoris and repeat.
Soon this tease became too much for both of them and Aarti sort of begged with her eyes to get her Poochie in. Pavan replied in affirmative by slowly pushing the head in. For few minutes he would push the head in, bring it out and push again but each time inserting it a little more in. His throbbing penis was stretched length and girth wise to its maximum and soon it was completely in.
"Ummmm, hmmmm, yeah oh yeah... " Aarti moaned while Pavan increased his tempo slowly and started fucking that drenched pussy. They would kiss in between and then resume the fucking. She had her eyes mostly closed so far but she opened it now sensing the orgasm that was so near. She observed Pavan and noticed lust which was filled with utmost love and his open nature to accomodate all that she desired.
Was it friendly flirting amongst their group of friends or her current exhibitionism, Pavan had been resolute beside her. Even though, like in any other marriage, they used to fight but they had held it together keeping aside every blockade so far.
Still somehow Aarti's body desired more suddenly on this trip. She could blame it on the sedentary life style that metro people have settled into where office, mobile and OTTs take away 80 - 90 percent of daily engagements.
Her Goa escapades had so far been way beyond what she would have thought even in the wildest of her fantasy. And yet there she laid being fucked by her husband while an older person from across seas had already explored her pussy.
Pavan was almost there when Aarti shuddered and screamed holding his back tightly. Seeing her loud orgasm, he could no longer hold and ejaculated sperm on her stomach.
Another Morning in Goa and another great sex session! This had become some trip for Pavan as well. He was feeling his virility had matured and enhanced and was so proud to love and fuck this beauty who was his wife.
Aarti however suddenly got her eyes teary as her guilt was back and she closed them to hide... to hide her face in shame. Pavan wiped his cum off her body and joined her in their birthday suits. She felt relaxed in his shapely arms and slept. When she woke up after an hour, Pavan had already started his office and Aarti had slight body pain. She mentioned this to him and he asked whether she would like body massage. She nodded yes.
Pavan had this secret fantasy of watching Aarti get massaged by a male person and he thought why not give it a try. She might not agree if asked so he had to stage the situation. He asked the desk for any masseau to which they replied that they had a few people both male and female but they were on vacation. But they had a trainee in house who was trained by them and if he agreed they could send him. He thought whats the harm nad he could as well help with the massage. He confirmed.
Soon the trainee masseau arrived. He seemed excited and slightly nervous as he was the same person who had seen Aarti earlier paying bills for room service.
Aarti,when saw him, reacted towards Pavan as if asking why a male. He said it will be fine, dont worry, they have stronger hands better suited for massage.
And it started, Aarti was given a thin material to cover her body over bra and panty. He started with her feet and massaged her legs gently until her lower thighs.
He did not wander and kept his cool even though the situation was very hot. Aarti was feeling relaxed at the end of it and as soon as he was gone, Pavan just grabbed the opportunity and started massaging her boobs. He realized that she was excited and teased her - " Om my my!! seems someone is very happy. He seems to have done a great job." She just nodded her head slightly in affirmative with a gentle smile. Pavan quickly followed " I thought you were going to reward him as well like you have rewarded the Germans." And he winked. She stared back at him and said " Is that what you wanted?"
" May be the right question is would you have done that." Pavan said.
She preferred to stay quiet, Pavan also did not stretch the topic any further. He released her and motioned to go back for work when she held his palm and pulled him closer. He noticed her moist eyes and became concerned wondering if he had hurt her somehow. But this was not the case. Aarti had decided to tell Pavan everything no matter the consequence.
And she spoke " I have something to tell you." Then she narrated the complete incident with slight tear in her eyes. By the time she had orgasmed in narration, Pavan had stopped reacting and had gone blank. Still he tried " But I thought that.... Why did you do this when...... How come John did this, I thought he was profe......" Pavan felt anger towards Aarti and John both.
But Pavan was also confused how to react considering the fact that Aarti had taken first steps in front of him and he had never objected. Infact he had gone on to say stuffs like
"Explore yourself and enjoy"
"Lets see how far it goes"
"What happens in Goa, stays in Goa."
The sexy posing for French men, Close up dance with Germans, Photoshoot followed by smooches - all of this in front of his eyes and he had stayed neutral so far. This time, Pavan got engulfed in his thoughts trying to make sense of it. What did he actually mean by saying - lets see how far it goes. Did he not subconsciously give her permission to do what had happened.
He thought, he expected the flirtations to continue with some exhibitions involved but never really wanted someone to take Aarti in that way. Or was he someone who enjoyed sharing their wives without any emotional impact. He sure was not a cuckold but he did not mind Aarti exploring herself even sexually.
His dick had responded positively towards most of the situations and again during this narration he had felt slight twitch in his dick.
With these thoughts, he moved outside and started walking in the front area. He soon realized that he was not much angry but more upset with himself and the both of them. "It was going good, we did hot photoshoot, teased a lot, why did they have to do this." He thought.
Pavan reached the front wall and for the first time in this trip noticed the surrounding areas there, guessing which area they could have jumped to. He also sat there lost in his thoughts trying to understand what to do now.
Aarti also was going through mixed feelings. On one hand she had unburdened her heart by telling Pavan the truth but on the other hand his controlled reaction was difficult for her to deal with. She was just laying there in a top and shorts looking blankly at the ceiling hoping for Pavan's return.
It was afternoon time and Pavan came in after an hour. He came closer to her, looked deeply in those eyes, held her hand and started pulling her. She had to get up to avoid falling and he pulled her along without saying a word.
Soon the couple was standing near that wall and Pavan said " Where? " Aarti felt intimidated now but pointed to the section where she had sat in the Morning this day. He tugged her hand strongly and asked her to sit similarly.
Pavan sat beside her looking keenly, observing her, and soon placed his hand inside her top like she had narrated. He brought it up slowly until her boobs and cupped one gently. He asked " Like this?" Aarti nodded yes with her eyes closed. She was not feeling sexual at the moment but kept mum.
He then brought his lips closer to hers and
waited. She noticed this and closed the final gap to kiss him. This brought tears in her eyes and she opened them. She started saying " Sorry darling, I am very sorry." And she resumed her kisses. He did not say anything, just kissed her on the mouth.
Then he jumped on the other side, pulled her along and noticed the nearest coconut tree. He knew that was the place. Soon, in that afternoon, she was reliving her Morning's experience with her husband. Pavan's reaction had been very strange but she played along.
Pavan had started all this with a strong frame of mind and was now teasing her nipple from above top while standing behind her. He was not sure what he wanted to do but feeling those soft boobs was making him excited more as he was thinking about how John would have pressed them.
