Ankit was still in bed recovering from the massive orgasm he had an hour back. He took a day off from work and all he was able to focus on was Saumya. He literally screenshot every photograph of her and saved all of them on his phone. Some of the photographs on Saumya's instagram were with her husband Sanjiv. Ankit made sure he cropped Sanjiv from every single photograph so that he would have a collection of just Saumya's photos.
Ankit was 26 years old, with a really dark complexion, 6'2" tall & a very lean body but a pot belly. He wasn't a very confident & attractive guy and he never really had a relationship before marriage. He even lost his virginity to a prostitute he visited with his friends. When he got married- his wife Nikita had a thing for tall and dark guys- so they somehow clicked together well in an arranged marriage setup.
Ankit was addicted to pornography- especially the kind that included elements of reluctance, non-consent, free use, foot fetish, taboo, hotwife & swinger porn really turned him on as well. His daily routine was about downloading a few such themed videos and shagging himself at least twice or thrice a day looking at them. Ankit even took the idea of a reluctant roleplay and rough sex to Nikita but she was completely disgusted by it. While Ankit & Nikita were married for 3 years- the steam in their sexual relationship lasted just for an year- thanks to Ankits fetishes the Nikita never entertained.
Post such incidents, Nikita used to find solace just focusing on her daily chores, yoga and her friendship with her now best friend- Saumya. To the world she was happily married to Ankit but deep down- she was scared of his extreme fantasies and his porn oriented mindset towards sex. Ankit on the other hand didn't care; he was a great guy on the outside but his passion for hardcore & rape pornography twisted him in a way and he would just spend hours in his room every night- looking at just pornography.
After downloading every single photograph of Saumya in the phone and cropping her husband Sanjiv out from few- Ankit now had all of them in a folder named 'Saumya'. Laying on his back in the bed- Ankit wondered- "How hot would it be, if I can cum on Saumya's face?" So he zoomed in on one of the photos where Saumya was wearing a wingtip eyeliner and a bright red lipstick. In the photo, she was squinting her eyes and showing off the nose ring with a smirk on her slightly puffy lips. "Damn! You are so hot, I so wanna cum on your face babe!" Ankit said softly licking his lips. He took off his shorts, rolled over and started rubbing his cock against the mattress- ogling at the zoomed in photo of Saumya. A few strokes later he couldn't control himself and he quickly sat up to spray his load on the mobile phone screen as he had seen in some of the tribute videos on porn streaming websites. The orgasm was heavenly and deeply satisfying for Ankit- simply because he was able to finally cum on Saumya's face- albeit on his phone screen displaying a zoomed in photo of Saumya's face. He passed out right after.
Later in the afternoon, Ankit's phone rang- it was Nikita. Ankit forgot to clean his phone after the last session and his cum created a crisp on the phone screen. He quickly cleaned it using a towel & accepted the call.
"Hi Ankit, I reached safely, how are things at home?" asked Nikita.
"All good, don't worry about me and please enjoy yourself!" said Ankit
"Will do, hey listen- Saumya is all alone, she was sorry about the incident in the morning- she told me all about it- good on your part to help her. See if you both can hang out so you guys don't miss Sanjiv and me?" said Nikita
"I'll try, ok I gotta go back to work; talk later?" said Ankit and hung up on Nikita.
In the evening- Ankit's phone beeped- it was a notification from Instagram about a new story posted by Saumya. Ankit had butterflies in his stomach- the story post was a photo from Saumya's point of view watching Netflix on her TV, wearing hot pants with a classic silver anklet on the right leg; her sexy shiny feet up were up on table & a beer placed on the side with a hashtag "#INeedYou". Saumya had tagged her husband Sanjiv on the post who was away on a work tour for many days.
After experiencing a couple of mind boggling orgasms thinking about Saumya- Ankit couldn't believe that he was hard once again. As if the hashtag #INeedYou was for Ankit.
He texted Saumya flirtily- "Watching a movie alone? I thought in the morning you invited me over for drinks?"
Saumya replied- "I am so sorry, I thought you were busy with work. Why don't you come over?"
Ankit was on cloud 9, he started fantasising about how he would get to ogle at Saumya tonight- really look at every inch of her face, if her hair be open?, her lovely gold nose ring, her puffy lips, will she be wearing a deep neck shirt revealing her cleavage?, how the anklet would look from up close on her beautiful leg?, can I coerce her somehow to touch my fucking cock?; "Damn, get a hold of yourself Ankit!" he snapped back still gently rubbing his cock from outside his shorts looking at Saumya's story post.
