Kaamna - The Epic Story of an Indian Housewife

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~~Kaamna - The Epic Story of an Indian Housewife~~

Chapter - 1

Kaamna stirred sleepily as the first rays of sun shone on her face. If it wasn’t for Monday, she would have loved to sleep for some more time. But Monday mornings are usually hectic. She turned around to see her husband, Ravi, still snoring. She felt a sudden rush of emotions upon seeing him. Pity & anger, both. She had woken him up in the middle of the night & had literally forced him to make love to her. He had given up after trying for a few minutes. Kaamna was desperate for a male hardness to enter her. Her juices had flowed down till her knee. For the first time after marriage, Kaamna had fingered herself to an orgasm. It was her first orgasm in 8 months. Off late, Ravi had become pathetic in bed. On the other hand, Kaamna had found it rather disgusting to masturbate at this age. She had just turned 36 a few months back. But yesterday night was a different story.

Kaamna hadn’t been able to control herself when Ravi had unsuccessfully tried to penetrate her. This has been the case since the last few months & Kaamna usually used to let go of her urges. But yesterday night, her throbbing wet pussy had a mind of its own. She never realized when her hands went up to the fleshy region between her thighs. Her fingers moved franticly in an out of her steaming pussy while her other hand was roughly kneading her ample breasts. She had squeezed hard at the erect nipples while climaxing. Her juices had flow relentlessly. This was the first time in months, she experienced an orgasm.

With these thoughts in mind, Kaamna got out of the bed. That familiar tingling between her thighs had started. She rushed towards the bathroom & got out of her nighty. She had stopped wearing undergarments in the night long time back. She gave a smile when she looked at her naked body in the full length mirror. 5 feet 8 inches tall, perfect round breasts, love handles at the waist, meaty buttocks. Not bad for a 36 year old woman. Of course, her figure wasn’t what you call an hour-glass. But it was well stocked. Right curves at the right places. The hairy mound around her pussy was still glistening with her juices. Kaamna was surprised at this. Reluctantly, she put her hand between her thighs. The wetness had already started. She was in heat again. Her fingers started their now familiar movement, slowly sliding in & out, while her thumb caressed her clitoris. Unable to stand, she sat down in the bathtub, her fingers not stopping for a moment. She grabbed the hand shower & directed it towards her pussy. The feeling of warm water lasing at her pussy was unexplainable. She had started to moan out of pleasure & they were getting louder & louder. She wanted to orgasm this instant. “Kaamna, I need to use the bathroom urgently. Are you done, sweetheart?” Ravi called out while knocking on the door. It was a good thing she had locked the door. How would Ravi react if he saw her like this? Naked, legs spread apart, masturbating with a hand shower. Hope he didn't hear me moan. “One second, darling. I am done.” she replied. She wasn’t done though. Ravi’s knocking had disrupted her. With a heavy heart, she got up, wrapped herself in a towel which barely fit her voluptuous body & opened the door.

Ravi smiled when he saw Kaamna wrapped in a skimpy towel. He hugged her tight, “Good Morning. You are looking so sexy.” He whispered in her ears. She could feel his hardon through his shorts. It was just his usual "Good Morning" hardon, nothing sexual. Like her, even he had stopped wearing underwear in the night. He was just a couple of inches taller than her. Her throbbing pussy was aching for that hardon now. She slowly moved her hands into his shorts, caught hold of his manhood & started stroking it. Ravi was well hung. It was a good 8 inches long. She could hear Ravi moan out of pleasure. Her towel had fallen on the ground & Ravi was kissing her passionately. As her stroking got faster & faster, Ravi stopped her. He roughly turned her around pushed her on the carpet. Kaaman landed on it on all fours, her ass wide open, her huge breasts hanging, juices overflowing. This sight was too much for Ravi. He immediately climbed on her & started pounding his dick into her inviting pussy while kneading both her breast. Kaaman moaned loudly at this onslaught on her craving pussy. “Harder…Yes…Harder…Give me more…” she screamed. She didn’t care if anyone in the house could hear her. She was about to have the ultimate orgasm of her life. At that instant, Ravi gave a loud grunt & rolled by her side. He was done. A few more strokes, Kaamna would have cum. This was very frustrating for her. Second time in the day, Ravi had done this & it was just 7 in the morning. Ravi, oblivious to Kaamna’s suffering, got up, went to the bathroom & closed the door. She was still on all fours, unable to move. Just a few more strokes, she wished again. What is the use of having such a big dick? Ravi had cum in under a minute. She had half the heart to start masturbating again. But then she decided against it. Ravi would be out in a few minutes & the whole household would be waking up now. With one last tight squeeze at her sex carved pussy, she got up.