Hello, my name is Rudranil, and my wife's name is Madhumita. We've been blissfully married for a year now. Abhishek, my childhood best friend, is a tall, muscular man. We'd been best friends since childhood, always sharing everything from pens to underwear, and we used to tease each other in college about how we'd share our wives once we got married. Abhi used to help us a lot in college, such as providing his vehicle when we wanted to go somewhere private, advising me on what gifts to give her on special occasions, and so on.
Madhu was well aware of our friendship and didn't particularly care for him, despite the fact that she never expressed or implied any dissatisfaction with it.
Despite the fact that Abhi was my best friend, he and Madhu never became friends, and we never went out to a party or to see a movie together. For Madhu, it was just her and she had nothing to do with Abhi.
Abhi, Madhu, and I had a great time in college. Abhi used to ask if I had sex with Madhu yet, and my answer was always "no" because she never believed in having sex before marriage, though we did have some steamy encounters in the room when he wasn't around, which were only limited to kissing and caressing. Years passed, and I and Madhu finally married, despite strong opposition from our parents. Once again, it was my best friend Abhi who spoke to our parents and persuaded them that we were the best match for each other. I will never be able to thank Abhi enough for everything he has done for me up to this point in my life.
We moved to Asansol after marriage because I got a good job and Madhu was never interested in working.
I was shocked and happy at the same time when I received an invitation to my best Abhi's wedding. I told Madhu about it, and she was just as happy as I was. I was very disappointed that I was unable to attend his wedding due to work obligations; he was the one who was responsible for our marriage, and I was unable to attend his wedding. That was something I cursed about my job.
Abhi and I gradually fell out of touch, and we only spoke to each other on rare occasions, other than to check out each other's insta pages and photos.
Abhi's wife was stunning, and he deserved it.I was ecstatic for him.
Days passed, and we became very busy in our own lives. I noticed he was no longer active on insta, and a few days later I couldn't find his account at all.
I didn't think about it for a few days, but then he was my best friend, and I wondered what had happened to him that he had deactivated his insta account.
I called him one day and his phone was switched off; I tried all day but it was switched off. Then one fine day, his phone rang, and I heard a sad and husky voice say "Rudra," and I knew something was wrong the moment he took my name and then he started crying and was unconsolable and kept crying, and then he broke the news of her wive's tragic demise in an accident, and I was heartbroken. I was heartbroken for him. He became an alcoholic, despite the fact that he adored his wife. When I told Madhu about it, she was really taken aback. I wanted to help him and be by his side, so after much deliberation with my wife, I decided to bring him to Asansol to be with me until he recovered and was ready to start a new life. So I drove to kolkata and picked him up at my house.
He was in such horrible shape, with overgrown hair and a beard, a sad face, and a feeble body. He, too, had become an alcoholic, but thank God, he quit drinking after he moved in with us, and I was relieved; it was the first evidence that he was getting better. Days passed, and he was getting better and better in terms of health, but despair remained. Even when I was at work, Madhu and Abhi didn't speak to one other much; it was only when I returned home that we all had a conversation.
Then there was an issue.Our privacy is important to us.Madhu and I lost our privacy the moment Abhi visited our home.We used to have sex in the hall, kitchen, wherever and whenever we wanted, and it was sometimes frustrating for both of us because it was only at midnight that we used to have sex, and that too quietly so that Abhi, who was just next to our room, didn't hear screams, and Madhu was not happy with the way things were going for us. We decided not to go to the movies because we were afraid Abhi would be lonely at home alone. As time went, things improved for him while they deteriorated for us. I wanted to make sure that when Abhi leaves our home, he is ready for a new life, because during our college days, Abhi had secret girlfriends. Madhu never moaned and never wanted Abhi to leave our home, she was completely aware of our friendship.
He never discussed his affairs with me, despite the fact that I was his best friend, and I never asked him directly; his wallet always had a single condom hidden somewhere, and he couldn't stay away from sex for long; I wondered whether his wife knew about affairs; Abhi's wife passed away almost a month ago, and I believe this was the longest period for him without intercourse.I knew he was sex-deprived by now. I began to notice a few differences in Abhi's behavior; he became more open than before and began conversing with me and Madhu.
Madhu and I used to talk late at night about Abhi's changes and what we could do to help him more.It was midnight, Madhu and I had just finished some scorching and hard sex.
I admired Madhu's body because it was fair and not too curvy, exactly how I wanted it to be, smooth and saucy legs, juicy lips, perfect boobs, always ready for sucking, and the best part her pussy, tight and very hot, and when she is nude, my god I just cant resist myself.
So one day when I went to sleep, I hugged her from behind, she was wearing a silky night and tight skirt, I could smell her body.I looked at her lips, juicy and moist, I slowly kissed her lips, felt awesome, then started the rage, we started kissing each other like mad dogs, we kissed, sucked tongues, drank saliva of each other, my god it was intense pleasure and I undressed myself and her completely and we sat on bed and started kissing each other again, I was rubbing her back, her tight ass.I swooped down on her boobs and began sucking one by one, she was moaning loudly.I pinched her nipples, sucked them hard and even biting them in between, it was getting out of hand, I kissed on her belly and started kissing her inner thighs, which were getting too hot by now, she went crazy and started moaning louder, I licked her both smooth and silky thighs, was a bit sweaty but I liked the taste, salty and sexy. Her pussy was overflowing and she was completely soaked.She began screaming "fuck me Rudra..just fuck me now" as she desperately desired my cock inside her.I teased her by rubbing my cock around her pussy, and she was so aroused that she lifted her ass to match my cock, and she shouted again, loudly, "oh god please fuck me Rudra, I beg you, just fuck me like a bitch" those words from her mouth drove me insane, and I entered fully erect cock in to her tight pussy, god it was so hot inside like a furnace, and the moment she moans -Aaaahhhhhhhhhh aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
When she's fully aroused, no one can be hornier than her.I started fucking her slowly and gradually increased my speed, pausing in between.When Madhu drew me close to her and kissed and sucked my tongue like she had been hungry for decades, she exclaimed, "Fuck me hard Rudra, fuck me harder..Ohhh yes fuck me you fucker..Fuck more!" I drew closer to her and began fucking her quickly. The smell of our juices mixed with the smell of our sweat, I was sweating from my chest and she was licking it all while biting my nippile in between, she had never done anything like this before and suddenly she started shouting louder than she had ever before, "my god i am cuming Rudra..Fuck me fuck me fuck me aaaaaa ahhhhh hhhhh, fuck my pussy harder,chodooooo chooodooo amakeee tomar magitakeee."
Then I lost control and yelled "fuck you bitch, fuck you bitch..Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh
We lay there for a few minutes before kissing for a few minutes.
"This was your best ever RUDRA," Madhu says.
I can't believe what I'm hearing.
I was horny and aroused on the inside.
"Maybe it ended like this because we haven't had sex for the last three days," I explained.
"Because I couldn't control myself moaning so loudly." "We should try this again, have sex every 3-4 days," Madhu says.
"I'm pretty sure this was the best fuck we've ever had," I said.
Madhu-"do you think Abhi, who sleeps very late, could have heard something?"
"I don't know, I can't say anything because you were moaning so loudly, may be he did," i said.
"Let's not worry about that now, let's go to sleep," Madhu said, feeling embarrassed and shy.
Then I got out of bed and went to the bathroom, which is shared by my and Abhi's rooms. When I turned on the lights, I discovered sperm on the commode, which was thick and fresh. I was surprised, but I knew it had to be Abhi; he must have become awake hearing our voices and aroused by Madhu's moan. As a result of Madhu's loud moaning. I couldn't stop thinking about how he imagined Madhu while masturbating. I wasn't angry with Abhi because it was only natural. Hearing a lady's sexual moaning and masturbating to become aroused.
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