Psychiatrist Ki Chudai
cheating, doctor

They say, if u can imagine it; u can get it. There was a time, when I didn’t believe in this. But Mandira when I met the psychiatrist Mandira, my attitude about achievement changed. I realized the power of imagination the power of visualization. The 32 years old psychiatrist Mandira; well built figure of 36-30-36 with a spotless face fair enough to compare with a beautiful doll’s face, straightened hair, deep blue eyes, sharp nose, lips like a baby’s lips and a sexy neck that can create a desire in u to kiss on it. In my early days I had no direct link with Mandira. My wife Heena has hypnophobia that is affecting her day-to-day life. Sometimes she yells loudly and cries after the dreaming that makes me insomniac. One of my friends referred her to Mandira and that’s how we more preferably I met Mandira. We meet Miss Mandira twice a month, and I meet Miss Mandira each and every day except those two days. Now let me narrate the first fuck of Mandira by me. On a Thursday evening after contacting Mandira we drove to her clinic and at the first sight her smile scratched my heart. We were seated in her chamber and she was asking Heena about the dreams and other symptoms; but in my own unconsciousness my eyes were roaming on Mandira’s body sculptures and gestures. I didn’t know when they finished their check up and I regained myself when Miss Mandira asked me for coffee. By simply refusing we left the clinic and returned to home. The next day I went to my work place and started my official works; but soon I felt that my mind is only on Mandira and her beauty. I don’t know when I started thinking of her sitting on my chair. And hard to believe I was just thinking about Mandira, ki my cell phone rang. And I got a charge of testosterone all over my body when I saw “Mandira (psy)” on the phone screen. Taking a deep breath I received the call and wished, – Hello Miss Mandira. – Hello namastey Mr. Mishra. Sorry to disturb u at work; but it was urgent to call u. – Its fine ma’am. And what important u are talking about? – Yeah, How about last night of Mrs. Mishra? – Hmm, just fine no screaming this time, but she was murmuring something in her sleep that’s difficult to understand. – Oh, I’m so sorry about your wife; but regular medication and care can turn everything into normal. – Thanks a lot, Miss Mandira for taking my case into account. – It’s my pleasure to serve u Mishra ji. Can you please come to my place to take a new and better prescription and a useful yoga book, this evening? – Of course Miss Mandira. I’m visiting tonight (butterflies in my stomach) . – Ok, call me before you come. – Sure. Bye! – Bye Mr. Mishra. I took another deep breath as the call ended. Drank some water and called Heena to inform about the plan. Still my heart beat was running at 100 times per minute. Accordingly we, Mishra couple went to Miss Mandira’s place. It was not a big type, but very well designed house and the fountain in front of it was making it a picturesque place. Seeing our car Mandira came to receive us and OMG!! I got my mouth opened as she greeted us because I have a deep weakness for black costume. Yes, she was in a black saree with sleeveless blouse. Formally we went into the living room and approached towards the sofa. That sofa was very much eye catching and as I sat on it with Heena beside me; I imagined the fucking scene of Mandira and me, on that sofa, in doggie position. And since that moment I decided that to bring my imagination into real. (Read this experience in part II. Yes, it came true.) Then as usual, we discussed about the disease and by that time Miss Mandira explained what we dream, is the stored data in our sub-conscious mind. And the stored data comes from our imagination or visualization. Imagination creates the dream, but visualization converts the dream into reality. What? I couldn’t digest this statement. What we want to get, we can achieve them by visualization?? I couldn’t second with her. I laughed and asked, “Miss Mandira, if I would sleep all the days and visualize about the Best Employee Award of the Year, then could I get that?!” Mandira said, “Yes!” still I couldn’t believe on her. She added, “If u want something, u would visualize that. And visualization would drive you to do all the things, make all the ways to achieve that.” I didn’t want to make any arguments, so I nodded. As usual, as per plan we took the prescription and left out her. Heena was advised to take rest. So we had quit the wife-hubby things since weeks. Till now she sleeps beside me and I make myself busy in novels. But I don’t miss my sex life. You know why?? Yes, your guess is absolutely right. I used to fantasize about Mandira and masturbate. Come to the topic friends. In the midst Mandira and I came close enough and the appointments were like dating. One night after the dinner I served Heena the regular medicines and let her sleep and picked up a novel. It was about 12.30 AM or so, I got a msg from Mandira, “you there?” ummmmh, I got a big beat in my heart and replied “with novel. What’s up”? After seconds reply came, “I’m at ur place.” Suddenly I called her; but she hung up the call and texted, “I couldn’t ring the calling bell. Will u welcome me, plz?” oh my gosh! My fantasy is at my door and just waiting to get in! So I opened the door and she came in with a smile. I was just in a half pant and with no dress on my chest and in immediacy I opened the door. And I gotta know ki she is quite uncomfortable there. So I put on a tee and threw a question mark to her. She got it, and whispered “I wanna see her dreaming.” And that time she was looking so cute and u would like to kiss her. I replied, “There she is.” – This Saturday night, so thought, you would not mind if I disturb u. – (me) not at all let me bring something for u. – What. Juice? – Yes, which one u prefer? – No juice. Can I have some vodka? – (butterflies in my belly) yeah, of course. I opened the cupboard, picked a bottle of vodka with two glasses for shots. She joined with me and we started a gossip. She added, “so, how come to realize about visualization?” – Nothing I don’t trust in it. Hard labour only makes someone successful. – Arey! As I said, what we do is only the order of our own mind. And mind is encouraged by visualization. – I chuckled. (That time we were having the 10th or 12th shot of vodka.) – She took off her blazer and said, Ok, tell me one thing that u want, u imagine, but not having it yet. – (suddenly I got the vision of fucking Mandira hard and) mmmmh, this is personal. – Ohhhh. Very personal, hmm? (She chuckled and up a shot) – Yes. Somehow (now I got a way to drag her into my track and make her statement true.) – I have also personal things like my ex-boyfriend. – And what’s personal with her? – He was a nut. (And hang over was started on her.) – Can’t you make your love life successful by visualization? ( I pin pointed her.) – Are you grinning at me? Yes, I can, but I don’t want. I don’t need an asshole with a dick like toe. She told these with annoyance; but shamed on her own language as she was drunk. I spoke. – This is a very rude world, Miss Mandira. Things are not easy like imagination. We do what we want to do. Things happen according to our deeds. – Ok, tell me, what is the thing in your mind, just before u fall asleep? Mandira asked  I took a shot, and replied like a bullet, “I love u.” (Obviously I do love with her every night, in my imagination.) She was in such hang over that she could not say anything and just looked at me as like saying “do whatever u want to do. Love me or fuck me. But use me.” I threw myself beside her and murmured, I am in love with you since the first meet. I always imagine u. I’ve placed u in my heart, in my mind and in my vision. Tell me, Miss Mandira. Can I get u? Can I ever achieve u in my life?” I was also sunk in vodka. I couldn’t think what should I tell an woman and how sld I speak. Then making an end of the conflict between “should do and shouldn’t do” Mandira started rubbing my chest and murmured, I used to think about poisoning ur wife. She doesn’t deserve u Sahil I’m sure she would never have satisfied u. I want to make u mine Sahil I need u. Before she can add any words to her sentence, her lips were lucked by my lips. I embraced her in my arms and kissed her like I was thirsty enough since months. She also joined and I felt her tongue playing with my one. She was biting my lips and was signaling about her excitement. The harder she kissed, the harder I tightened my hug. I can feel her boobs on my heart. Losing no time I lifted her in my arms and took her into our kitchen side extra bedroom. The only thing she wanted is sex. Her moaning was telling so. I laid her on the bed and started kissing again. She was dragging my tee and needed a heavy load on her body. I totally slept on her and kissed her ear, neck, lips and chick to seduce her more. My each part was touching her same. Till that moment I had not seen her body undressed; but by imagining that my desire was fueled and was making my penis so erect that it caused pain in my pant. I pulled her shirt apart and three buttons were opened in once. I could see her firm boobs covered by her pink bra. Starting a kiss from her neck I reached on her left boob and kissed it like a hungry boy. She opened her rest buttons and tried to remove my tee shirt. I helped her and threw my tee away. As she saw me in bare body, she attacked my nipple and bites it a little and kissed it further. Her kiss spread a current on my body and drove my hand toward her boobs. I squeezed her both boobs when she was kissing on my lips. She was sitting on my lap and kissing me passionately. Then she pushed me on the bed and rode me. My nipples were still wet with her saliva. She rubbed them and kissed me all over my chest. Then she slides her lips to my dick. Pulled my pant down and took my dick into her mouth like a burger. Oh My God! That was like all the alcohol in my head was flown to my dick. I could see a girl in a pink bra sucking my dick and licking it like honey. I didn’t disturb her. She ate my dick about 5 minutes. Then I got out of control, really. I just wanted to explore her body and in a try I lowered her pant as well as panty to the ankle and grabbed her unshaven pussy in my hand. Rubbed it and pressed it by my palm and kissed her lips again leaning beside her. She was like dying to be fucked. She removed them and helped me. I then opened her legs aside and put my tongue into her pussy. Seven hell I got the peculiar taste of her pussy and put my tongue deep into her pussy. She was pressing my head against her pussy like she want to be fucked by my head. I licked her pussy and bite it to drive her crazy. She was bubbling like a fish and I placed my hands on her boobs and kept licking her pussy. I was playing with her nipples. Tuning them by my fingers and drawing them. Her moaning changed into groaning. Heena might awake. I put my hand on her mouth and then pushed my dick into her throat. I was sitting on her boobs and fucked her in her mouth. She made my dick totally wet by her saliva. I saw she was rubbing her pussy by her own. I thought the time has come. Not wasting a second I plugged out my dick from her mouth and placed it on her clit. Slapped her pussy by my dick and rubbed my dick against her pussy. She was trying to put it in, but I was making her impatience. Then I spit on her pussy and stroke my 7” into her pussy. She was just gonna scream; but I blocked her mouth by my hand and gave another stroke. Now the full piston was in the pussy. Then the real fuck starts. I slowly fucked her and kissed her at a time. The pussy was so wet to make my dick’s way. I could easily fuck in her pussy, so I increased my rhythm. The boobs were trembling with respect to my thrust. Seeing them I got excited and fucked her hard. She was rubbing her clit when my dick was cocking in her cervical canal. In a matter of minutes she come over my dick and faded away. I took a rest and we kissed each other. After some minutes more made her ready for another ride. I set myself from her behind and sucked her boobs. My dick was kissing her pussy and ass from back. Dick was still erected and wanted to dig some more. In that position I put it into the pussy and started fucking again. Mandira was giving backward thrust and I was feeling like I’m coming each and every moment. She was moaning like, ummmmmmmmmmmmmmhhhh. Oh come on Sahil. Oh, yesssssssssssssssssssssssss fuck it fuck it fuck it, c’mon ahh,ahhhh,mmmmmmmh,aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh oh baby, I’m urs. Fuck me hard! ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, there, there, fuck me there, yessss ahhhh,,ahhhhhh,ohhhh mmmmmmmmmmmmhh fuck my pussy. Tear it wide. Hhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Her moaning was fueling my lust. I fucked her harder. She was fucking me by shaking her ass. Then the time came, when I couldn’t control my dick. I straightened her body on the bed. Plugged my dick in again; grabbed her belly and waste and fucked her like a beast by supporting my whole body on the tip of my toes. The bed was started making sounds kunnn, kunnn, kunnn, kunnn. In that extreme position I come over her after 10-12 strokes. Then both the bodies collapsed on the bed. She had come twice and not even wanted to go to the washroom. After taking a little rest I washed myself. Dressed up again and called Mandira to be freshened. She was in the washroom and I rearranged the glasses and kept the rest vodka in the shelf. At 4.30 AM we were looked like as we were before four hours. She kissed me and left our house. And, I slept near Heena, again. So friends, this was a real experience that gave a twist to my sex life. Now being a writer I need u people’s worthwhile feedbacks. Your support will encourage me to share more. Mail me to [email protected] and get to know about some more sex experiences. Thank you.