Tricky Seduction Of Junior Escapades – Part 2
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HI, I am Mani, Hyd. Back with Continuation part of Prev story which is actually my Reader’s Story.. Contextually, before (arranged) marriage, Moupiya, as she told Sanjay during their honeymoon [2007], did have an affair with one her collegian classmate in (east) Mednipur. His name was Alok Banerjee. They entered a relationship by the end of their school days [2001]. And the day they passed out HS, they celebrated their academic success ‘sexually’ — in which Moupiya lost her virginity to Alok. Both were same-aged, or were in their +17 years then. But later, situationally, their affairs could not, however, mature into marriage. . . Whatever, her fiasco had sympathized Sanjay and this sympathy begot in Sanjay an obsession to share Moupiya with Alok someday. . . And now years later, or after advent of a child [2010], one day or on a Sunday, while marketing in a mall with Sanjay [June 2010], Moupiya suddenly came across Alok — her old flame. And seeing him, Moupiya’s heart tingled with delight. And she called out his name, ‘Alok’. Alok too was surprised and delighted at this unexpected meet after years. Moupiya introduced her husband Sanjay to Alok and they gathered up in a bistro in the mall [ South City Mall ] for a chit-chat. Alok was sitting opposite Moupiya and Sanjay. Moupiya was then in her traditional Bengali or Indian attire — saree, blouse etc. Well, while sipping their coffee and chatting together, suddenly Moupiya’s ‘pallu’ loosened or partially slid off her front, revealing her deep cleavage. And Sanjay noticed Alok’s eyes running over or measuring her pectoral contours with suppressed lust in eyes. On the other hand, Moupiya too did not try to adjust her slid pallu. This instantly aroused Sanjay and titillated his (long-cherished) obsession to open out Moupiya into sexual escapade with her old flame. Sanjay intuitively anticipated Moupiya’s mind to be intimate with her old flame, once again. That night, while in foreplay with Moupiya, Sanjay blurted out to her or came out with a strange proposition that she could undergo an extramarital affair with Alok provided it suited him. Moupiya was taken aback by Sanjay’s bizarre proposal, but her face turned resplendent with joy and happiness. And excitement caused her breasts a start of leaking milk from her nipples in drops. Sanjay did not suck up her lactic secretion for he’s allergic to any kind of lactic fluid. Their baby was asleep in a cot beside their bed. So her breast-milk went wasted that night. A fortnight later, Sanjay called up Alok’s mobile and gave him an invitation to accompany them to Gopalpur, Orissa, to holiday for 3 days. Of course, before inviting Alok, Sanjay had a discussion with Moupiya or obtained her consent for all this. And 13th July [2010] was scheduled to go to Gopalpur by car. Their child then was aged 5 months. The Couple also took their maid [Chhaya-di] along with for taking care of their infant child. So, on that scheduled day [13th July, which was incidentally the Ratha Yatra day], they set out for their destination [Gopalpur] at early morning in a car [Innova], and the Couple picked up Alok midway from a spot near Fine Arts Academy. It was more than a road-journey of 10 hours [along AH-45 and NH-5]. However, they reached Gopalpur at about 5 p.m at afternoon, and checked in hotel Green Park, located along the Beach road. They took 3 separate single rooms on the same 2nd floor, — one for the Couple (Sanjay-Moupiya), and other two for Chhaya-di (& the child) and Alok, respectively. It was already a plan or mutual understanding made between Moupiya and Sanjay that after her (nocturnal) ‘initiation’ with Alok [who had, of course, eaten her up many a time in her college days], Sanjay would move to Chhaya-di’s room, leaving her to Alok for his devouring her youth, anew. Well, after a bath, Moupiya dolled herself seductively — wearing only a cotton hand-loomed half-diaphanous saree over her petticoat, with no bra or blouse on her, so that her pair of farm breasts, tipped with dark brown areolae, could be left faintly but clearly discernible through her pallu over her midriff. And having arranged snacks and whiskey etc on a centre table, Sanjay called up Alok to join them in their room. In no time, Alok appeared in Sanjay’s room, wearing his casuals — lungi and sando-ganji (sleeveless under-shirt). Entering the room and looking at sexy Moupia, a bulge immediately appeared in his lungi. Anyway, their drink-chat session began soon . . . and after 2 pegs Moupiya started feigning to be over-tipsy . . . and under that feigned impulse she let her pallu fall down to her lap in a heap, thus turning topless before Alok who now lost his continence. And without hesitation or bothering Sanjay’s presence in the room, Alok reached his right hand out to Moupiya exposed bosom, and his palm straightway closed over one her bare breast-dome. Sanjay watched, fascinated and speechless. Moupiya pushed his hand off her bosom, and stood up and neared Aloke. And next moment she leaned on him and shoved one her breast-peak into his mouth for his suction. And the moment he started sucking up that breast, full of milk in it, it melted in his mouth. Alok went wild fining the gush of her breast-milk into his mouth, and he went on to consume her lactic nectar with gust. While he was sucking up one her breast with his both palms closing around it to compress it, the milk automatically started seeping out in drops from her other nipple either. On that spur of erotic moment, I placed an empty glass on that profusely lactating breast-peak to collect the oozing milk in it. Seeing Sanjay doing that Alok withdrew from her breast, and then both of them literally started pulling or drawing milk from Moupiya’s both breasts into that glass. At it Moupiya was hissing and murmuring in pleasure, and soon a shuddering orgasm overtook her. And thus almost half a cup of milk was drown out from Moupiya. Thereafter, Sanjay poured some raw whiskey in that glass, almost half-filled with her breast-milk, and offering it to Alok, Sanjay joked: “Now drink this ambrosia for your health to give her a savage spanking. . .” She giggled, and beckoned Sanjay to push off. Next moment excited Sanjay left the room, leaving his lovely and horny wife to be united with her old flame to roleplay his bride. Now Sanjay came to their maid Chhaya-di’s domain, and this time he was in mood to make her his sex-companion as substitution of Moupiya. Their baby was asleep in the bed. So Sanjay gathered up in a sofa-chair in the room, and beckoned Chhaya to come closer. From his mien, intelligent Chhaya-di anticipated his mood and mind, and wearing a wonton smile on lips, Chhaya yielded herself to Sanjay, with all her voluptuous body. In no time, she stripped off Sanjay, simultaneously denuding herself for Sanjay. [Husband-deserted] Chhaya was sex-starved for a long time, and she did not want to miss this golden chance to pleasure Sanjay and get equal pleasure from Sanjay. By now Chhaya had anticipated that something was happening in the other room . . . and having knelt between (seated) Sanjay’s knees and before engulfing him, Chhaya promised Sanjay that she would always mete out a wifely service to him whenever he needed it. Her words or submission gladdened Sanjay, and their (first) lovemaking assumed. . . Little chubby-healthy, and childless Chhaya was no less horny than Moupiya, and endowed with a great body [36b-32-36] Chhaya sucked Sanjay to seminal inundation in her mouth and on her tight-fleshed breasts. She tasted his sperms with gusto, and indulged to devour her breasts to his heart’s content. And finally she pulled him atop her on the ground and they made love, skin-to-skin. Sanjay filled her womb with his seeds, without using any condom. And during aftermath, while Sanjay and Chhaya were chatting up, the doorbell rang. They hurriedly dressed up, and Sanjay opened the door. Moupiya was standing outside, with a glow of sexual satisfaction on her face. She stepped inside, and looking at her face Moupiya understood that Sanjay had seeded her. She smiled and teased Sanjay: “Hmm. Good…good. … How was she on bed? Could she satisfy you properly?” Sanjay laughed and counter-teased his wife: “Ya, Chhaya-di was perfect on bed. What about you? Happy getting back Alok in life?!.” Moupiya smiled and hugging her husband she planted a kiss, full on his lips, in gratitude of his broad-minded and hedonistic attitude. Then Moupiya stayed in Chhaya’s room or waited for baby’s waking up from his sleep, and after the baby’s waking up, Moupiya suckled him to his sleep further, and went back to Alok. Well, they stayed 5 days in the hotel, and in this 5-day-sojourn, Moupiya honeymooned with breast-crazy Alok who ate her, both diurnally and nocturnally, to his heart’s content and to her best sexual satisfaction. On the other hand, Sanjay was, by Chhaya-di, also equally taken care of. Well, from this Gopalpur-sojourn, (husband-estranged) Chhaya-di did understand or perceive the ‘internal expansion’ of the marriage or conjugality of the Rays — in which she also got a role to actively play . . . or to role-play a tacit co-wife to Sanjay Ray in secret, and that suited her. Now, or after Gopalpur-incident [July 2011], the conjugality of the Rays expanded with clandestine promiscuity as mutual hedonism, and as a result that now Moupiya would not mind Chhaya’s intimacy with Sanjay who started now regular sex with their sexy maid Chhaya-di (in the flat) with a tacit consent and indulgence of Moupiya. Or, similarly, Chhaya-di also stayed blind-folded and tight-lipped about Moupiya’s escapades with Alok. . . However, on the other hand, after that abrupt or situational milk-tryst in the office-chamber, Moupiya repeated such secret escapades with Rathin-da as per the situational opportunities, and horny Moupiya stayed happy with secretive Rathin-da’s way of sex or quickies. . . Moupiya again conceived in September 2012 —- and due to her regular breast-suction by adult mouths, flow of milk still remained in her breasts, or they were not yet dried down. Whatever, this time she was at a fix to identify the man who exactly impregnated her — it could either be her husband Sanjay, or her paramour Alok or her colleague Rathin-da. Anyway, Sanjay asked her not to get aborted. . . And Moupiya delivered her second baby (now daughter) in mid-July 2013 at a private hospital at Calcutta. Hope You all now Ended Reading this story with Full Mood ON.. :D. Soon I will back for You all only with a real story again.. You can feel Free to Contact me through Mail.. BYEBYE.. Tricky Seduction Of Junior Escapades – Part 2