Note: Clearing out some old hard drives, came across this word doc from many years ago with an unfinished Purva story that I wrote while traveling and forgot about. So I finished it and posting it here. In terms of the Purva timeline, this is a bit early in the story, just after she's gone all the way with Sajid. But before the rickshaw ride and THE tattoo. I hope fans of the series enjoy this long forgotten little story.
Purva had just finished describing to me the first time Sajid managed to breach her cunt, sealing her "hotwife" status by making her the mistress of a common construction worker.
Even though it was something I had been mentally prepared for and even excited about, the extra brain and dick rush was new. The completion of a journey that started with me sharing a fantasy and her getting upset at it. Had now ended with her taking a lover as different from me as imaginable.
I had thought maybe go online and find other couples like us but instead here she was, the mistress of an old boorish construction worker and being felt up by others and I was extremely turned on.
"So what happened the next day?" I asked.
"The next morning, you were dropping Apu to school. You had left and I was just starting to think about if and when Sajid might show up when the bell rang."
"He had been waiting for me to leave."
"Pretty much. I opened the door and he barged in, taking me into a bear hug and kissing me sloppily on the lips. He pawed at me pushing me to the couch and started pushing down my salwar and panties. I told him to slow down but he ignored me. Usually he would stop when I said stop. But not from that point on."
"I guess now that he's fucked you, he thinks he can do what he pleases. Like he owns your ass."
"Oh yeah!" Purva said in an almost dreamy voice.
I raised my eyebrows.
"You're okay with.... All of this, right, honey?" She sounded a bit nervous. She was making no secret of the fact that she was relishing this lifestyle now. And seemed to have a clear primal physical bond with the old laborer.
"Yes, absolutely!" I assured her. "Please go on. This is hot."
"You're right though. He is like a different man now that I've given in. Acts like he owns me. And honestly, it really turns me on to act like he does actually own me. Makes the sex a lot more raw with the taboo."
"And the orgasms extra hard?"
Purva inhaled, nodded eagerly and then blushed, clearly turned on. I was hard too.
I pushed her on her back and asked her,
"So where did he fuck you?"
"He pushed me down face first on the couch and pulled my ass up. I just about managed to hand him a condom which he reluctantly took. Flipped the kurta over my back and entered me in one motion. He felt extra hard that morning. He told me he had just fucked his third wife before coming over so this time he would last a long time. And he did!"
"How long?" I asked as I entered her. And we talked as we fucked.
"Mmm. Almost an hour!"
"What? That long at that age?"
"Yeah. He started off with slow deep strokes with me on my elbows and knees, my face on the couch cushion. Hit me deep inside. He said he was impressed at how easily I took all of him."
"The kurta was still on?"
"For a little while. Soon, he picked up pace and put both his feet on the couch on either side. And absolutely plowed into me hard like no one ever has. I came almost right after that. He pulled my face close and kissed me through the orgasm."
"How long did that last?"
"A long time. I was in heaven! He fucked me on the couch bent over for fifteen minutes in which I had another shaking orgasm. Then he rolled me to the floor, took off the kurta, and pulled one boob out of the bra. And he fucked me hard missionary style, his face very close to mine."
"Was he saying stuff?"
"Yeah, calling me a hot slut and taunting me about how easily he had seduced me. How he would come over every break now and I should be ready to get stretched out. He bit my nipples hard as he kept going. Saying he knew from the very first time he looked into my eyes that I was waiting for someone like him."
"And what were you saying?"
"I was mostly just drooling moaning and saying yes when he wanted me to say yes. With this dick in me, all I wanted was that feeling to last forever."
"Wow, he seems to have made quite an impression! I'm a little jealous!"
"Don't be! It's a different thing. You and he can't be compared. I wouldn't want you treating me the way he treats me. I don't know if it sounds hypocritical or unfair to you.'
"Not at all as long as you do like being treated that way."
She nodded eagerly.
"He grabbed me tight by the waist, and lifted my ass off the bed as he rutted into me. Oh it felt so good! I came so hard that at one point I felt like I might pass out. He must have sensed it because he pulled me up by the hair, took off the condom, and had me suck him. That woke me up. The circumcised cock being shoved almost down my throat. He did that for a few minutes. Then he stepped back."
"And he kept going?"
"He made me get on top and ride him. I started off slow, but he grabbed me by the waist again and started moving me faster. So I picked up pace. He responded by pounding up harder. I started riding his cock hard. We both were going at it hard, at one point interlocking fingers for support as I bounced on him."
Somehow the vision of my almost naked wife bouncing on top of the old forgettable construction worker was a bit too sexy for me to handle and I started shooting my sperm into her.
Purva kissed me and we stayed silent hugging for a while. Then she restarted her narrative unprompted.
"There were two more orgasms as I rode him and then he made me suck his cock again. With his hands on my cheeks. Then he put one ball each in my mouth."
"Oh wow, that sounds like a whole other level of sexual intimacy!"
"Very much. After that, he again grabbed me hard by the waist and bent me over the couch back. And fucked me bareback saying he wouldn't cum inside. We were at about 45 minutes and I was starting to tire. But he kept going and going."
