It’s Not My Fault – Part 4

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She said she wanted the smell of my juices to linger because when Shyam catches my smell he will feel aroused and naturally drawn towards me. She gave me the example of how some animals mate so this made sense.

So I changed into a loose knee length skirt because that is what I had on hand. My baby was deep asleep now so I told Vimla to clean the room now. I went out to my backyard where the outhouse is, looking for Shyam.

I found the door ajar and could hear muffled grunts coming from inside. I was curious so I stealthily stepped closer and looked thru the gap. Shyam’s back was facing the door with his pants around his ankles and he was stroking his cock while taking my name.

Watching this gave me a lightning jolt of arousal. The next second my one hand cupped my breast and the other slipped into my panty with a finger straight inside my already wet squishy pussy. I held my t-shirt tightly between my teeth to suppress my moans.

I was like this guy just splattered my bedroom door with his cum and here he is now stroking his cock again while taking my name. In all these years of marriage, Ramesh never even hinted at a second round of sex since our honeymoon fiasco.

I was flabbergasted watching Shyam stroke his cock with the same frenzy like he did when he was standing outside my door. Ohhh boy, this man had some serious stamina to be hard again so quickly for a second time.

Now Shyam turned a little sideways and I saw his cock for the first time. I have never seen Ramesh’s cock ever because he always fucks me in the darkness after turning off the lights.

Shyam’s cock was maybe seven inches long or more but quite fat like a cucumber. His own fingers were barely able to fully encircle his cock. This reminded me of the big black cocks you see in porn movies and my pussy watered even more.

I was already imagining about how it would feel like to get fucked by such a big virile strong cock. Sabitri’s similar sexcapades came to my mind again and that triggered my next orgasm.

My knees felt weak, I quickly moved away and collapsed against the wall of the outhouse till I came back to my senses. Fuckkkk... This orgasm was stronger than the previous one I had and almost blacked me out.

I raised my skirt and touched my panties, they were so wet like I had just dipped them in water. Drops of my juices were now trickling down my thighs. I used my hand to wipe away the juices and then wipe with my t-shirt.

I felt compelled to go to my bedroom to change my panties but I didn’t. I moved back in position and looked inside. Shyam was still lost in his own world while murmuring my name and jerking off. It didn’t seem like he was anywhere close to cumming yet.

Then I remembered reading in the stories that men last longer during their second round. Shyam was all sweaty like he had run a marathon in hot weather but still going strong.

I was wondering how much energy Shyam would have left to do the gardening after this. Then I heard him let out a loud grunt followed by my name. He shot another big load of his cum all over the floor.

I quietly moved away from there and sat in my garden chair nearby. A few minutes later I saw Shyam come out of my outhouse still sweaty and panting. He wiped away the sweat from his face with his shirt.

He asked “madam since when have you been sitting here”? I calmly replied “it’s been quite a while Shyam. I saw you were busy inside the outhouse so I decided to wait for you here”.

His face went red with embarrassment because I think he understood what I meant. Just then both the maids came to me. Nirmala said “madam we are done. Is there anything else you want me to do before we leave”?

I looked at Shyam and said “looks like the weather is very hot today. Please make two glasses of ice cold fresh lime juice for both of us. See Shyam is already sweating profusely here”. She looked at him suspiciously.

Shyam didn’t have a face to show so he turned away trying to find something to do. After the maids left to the kitchen, Shyam said “madam I am really sorry about that earlier milk thing. I didn’t know yours were so big because they are full of milk”.

He was pointing to my big heaving boobs while talking to me. Now it was my turn to get embarrassed because I never expected anyone to tell me something like this so openly. I cut a brave face and replied “it’s okay Shyam. No offense taken”.

He said “madam is it possible for Nirmala to also have a chest as big as yours”? Now this conversation was entering an uncomfortable territory. I replied “Shyam I don’t know, maybe if she gets pregnant and feeds her baby, maybe she will...”.

He quickly replied “madam but she already got pregnant twice but still her chest remained almost the same...”? I irritability replied “Shyam I don’t have an answer to this. Maybe you need to see a doctor then”.

Thankfully he didn’t ask again and the maids also arrived with the cold drinks. Nirmala put the tray on the table and said “madam we are leaving now. Do you still need him here”? I replied “yes Nirmala, I still have a lot of things to do with him”.

She pulled Shyam to the side and whispered something in his ear and left. I was curious to find out what she had told him but I let it pass for now. I stealthily looked below and saw a bigger than normal bulge too and now he was doing nothing to hide it.

I was surprised considering Shyam had just jerked off for the second time and was hard again so quickly. Maybe this is what Nirmala was whispering to him about...

I looked at Shyam and said “Shyam why don’t you sit down here with me till you finish the cold drink”? He quickly replied “no madam, that would be very disrespectful for me to sit with you considering your rich and high class stature”.

I replied “Shyam I don’t believe in all those stupid things. I am only telling you to have your drink comfortably”. He refused again. I didn’t push it anymore and quietly had my drink. I did however observe him scanning my body quite often.

After the drink, I started with the saplings I needed planted in pots. There were a few times when I had to squat opposite to him. Shyam didn’t miss a single chance to look under my skirt or my cleavage. I felt myself getting aroused again due to this…

During this our hands touched a lot and each time his hands lingered on mine till I removed mine. This got me even more horny and aroused now.

Now I too was enjoying this subtle game of touching by finding every excuse to let him feel my hands more often. He was the first man other than Ramesh to have touched me like this and it felt sexually electrifying.

I again looked at his crotch stealthily and now his cock was at full mast making a big unmissable tent in his pants. Shyam was being oblivious and careless about it. Maybe he was doing it on purpose but I was not sure.

I too on purpose leaned forward on every chance letting him see my bra clad tits thru my loose neckline. We finally finished the urgent potting of saplings and he arranged the pots where I wanted them.

It was already lunch time so I showed him the places where he had to dig and plant the rest of the saplings. Then I heard my baby girl cry.

This time I shamelessly said “well Shyam I was planning to serve lunch for both of us now but now I will need to breastfeed my baby first”. I noticed the instant sparkle in his eyes despite his best efforts to hide it the moment I mentioned breastfeeding.

He said “it’s okay madam, lunch can wait. Feeding your baby is more important”. I just gave him a friendly smile and left. I went to my baby and calmed her down. Then I went to my bathroom and messaged my online friend with the progress report.

As decided, I removed my bra and wore my t-shirt. Then I sat on my bed feeding my baby in the exact same position as the last time. This time I intentionally raised my t-shirt high around my neck to bare my big boobs completely.

Since Shyam had already seen my naked boobs and pussy earlier, I no longer had any shame or hesitation doing this now. Rather I felt a strong jolt of arousal and my pussy getting wet at the same time.

I had left my bedroom door fully open on purpose because I knew Shyam will not miss this chance. I constantly kept observing the tiles for any moving shadows on purpose while feeding my baby. Exactly as predicted, Shyam was there again peeping inside.

I was already horny and aroused from the earlier events while doing gardening with him, but having Shyam peeping on me again just pushed it to the next level. Now on purpose I slipped my free hand under my skirt to my dripping wet pussy.

My baby on my lap covered my hand completely. Fuckkk... I can’t tell you how thrilling and arousing it felt to masturbate myself to an eagerly peeping stranger... I could see Shyam again back to stroking his big hard cock while watching me.

I was awestruck seeing him hard for the third time now. I was interrupted when my baby let go of my nipple and began to cry. I quickly latched her to my other nipple and she latched on. Then checked the first breast.

Milk oozed out when I squeezed my first nipple which meant I still had milk there. I wasn’t able to make sense why my baby stopped drinking my milk and cried. Anyways I got back to my naughty masturbating session with Shyam watching while stroking his cock.

I was getting really close to my orgasm when my baby let go of my other nipple. I looked below and found her fast asleep. I was in no mood to stop now because I desperately needed my release.

So I laid her on my bed by my side and resumed my masturbation with my legs spread wide open with my knees slightly folded. My skirt was bunched around my waist revealing my cum soaked panties to Shyam.

I was so horny now that I let go of my t-shirt which I was holding between my teeth to muffle my moans. I began moaning wantonly thoroughly enjoying my bedroom masturbation adventure. Now my orgasm hit me with great intensity.

Kind of the strongest I have experienced till now. I was fully lost in the insane pleasures I was experiencing writhing around on my bed like a fish out of water. When I came around, I now directly looked at my door.

Shyam was gone but he had left behind a full splatter of his cum on my door and more on the floor. I didn’t care to correct my clothes now and quickly rushed to my door and looked outside.

I saw no one around so I shamelessly picked up his cum from the floor and eagerly swallowed it all. Fuckkkk... I can’t believe I had turned into something like this in just one day... I had no feeling of shame or any type of regret for everything I had done till now.

In fact, I was feeling really good... Kind off on cloud nine... I have fingered myself many times in a single day while reading stories but today was different. Today for the first time I had experienced so many really enjoyable orgasms.

Kind of the ones you only read in these stories. I went to my bathroom and purposely didn’t wash my pussy this time too because what Preeti had suggested was still ringing in my head. I changed into a fresh t-shirt and skirt without inners.

I don’t know why, but something inside me dared me to try it. Never in my life have I gone without panties but now I was whole heartedly doing it. I put my baby back in her cradle and then served lunch on the dining table.

Then I went out looking for Shyam. I found him working in the garden behind the house doing the digging. He was digging with a small trowel which we use for flower pots.

I was like “what are you doing Shyam, you will take like forever digging with this. I have bigger gardening tools for this kind of work. Didn’t you find them in the outhouse”? He looked at me clueless for a few seconds.

Then his eyes quickly moved to my breasts which were shaking freely because I was without a bra now. I caught him staring but that made no difference to him and he didn’t look away. It seemed like this had become the new normal between us.

He replied “no madam, I searched but didn’t find anything like that”. I irritability said “Shyam come with me. Let me find it for you”. I quickly looked below and again saw a big buIge again.

I couldn’t believe despite cumming so many times this man was still hard. Maybe I was not seeing it properly but this was unusual… I entered the outhouse with Shyam following right behind me.

To Be Continued…

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