Tina’s Married Life

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In Pics: Tina | Contributed by: Love Bird
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Some of my stories are loosely based on real-life incidents, but details are fictionalized. My stories involve unsafe sexual acts. I do not condone unprotected sex and recommend readers to always practice safe sex. The risk is not worth it. These are fantasies and meant for entertainment only. My stories are my hobby — an expression of my erotic side. I mean no disrespect to women featured in my stories. If you know the woman in the story, please write to me and the pictures will be taken down — no questions asked.
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“Oh Tina!” I said still catching my breath while I watched her put on her panties, then her bra, blouse, inskirt and finally her saree, “I’ve missed you so much”

“I wish I hadn’t gone away,” Tina said, “biggest mistake of my life.”

“Well, what matters is that you are back and we can get caught up on the lost time”, I said winking.

Tina smiled, walked over to where I lay and kissed me, “but right now, I better go home before Chirag gets back from work.” With that, she picked up her purse and walked out of my photography studio.

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When I woke up this morning, I had no clue what the day would bring. I had no photography assignments today. When I opened my studio at 9 am, I only hoped for some walk-ins for passport size photos or things like that.

Truth be told, I had neglected my career ever since Tina stopped coming over. That month of shooting Tina’s pictures and also shooting load after load of my cum into Tina had been by far the highlight of my career.

When she just stopped coming one day, I felt lost. I was merely going through the motions and soon it started showing in my work.

Business started declining and I was struggling to make ends meet.

I had just finished setting things up at the studio and was sipping a coffee when Tina walked in. I couldn’t believe my eyes. The Tina I knew from the past was a young and vivacious girl who wore dresses. The Tina who had just walked in was a gorgeous woman dressed in a saree.

An awkward hour or so followed where I vented my anger at her disappearance. She merely listened, apologizing and crying.

After I had spewed my venom, she shared her story — how she had got a scare after missing her periods and decided to move on. How that hadn’t quite worked out and she had got lured into making explicit adult movies and finally, how when her family discovered one of her gang bang videos, that career had come to an end and she had got married.

I didn’t know whether to be mad at her or to feel sorry for her… but the worst of her story was yet to come.

“You know,” she said after I congratulated her on her marriage, “I have never thought of myself as marriage material. I was never the girly-girl. But every girl, at some time in her life, has dreams of what her married life would be like..

“My marriage turned out to be my worst nightmare. Why gay men destroy their wives’ life beats me. Why did he have to marry me if he preferred men?”

“Oh my God,” I said shocked at that revelation, totally unprepared for it.

“He hasn’t touched me since our marriage, but his younger brother makes no secret of what he would like to do. I have seen him jerking off to my adult videos and staring at me so many times. The worst of it, my husband knows and doesn’t seem to care. It’s creepy. That kid is just 18! There’s something wrong in this whole situation.”

“Has he forced himself on you?” I asked.

“No, nothing like that. I mean, he isn’t half bad looking and if he actually made an advance, I don’t know what I would do. I’d been fucked by men from 18 to 80 in the year I tried to make a modeling or acting career, so I am not bothered by the morality or social issues. But it’s the older brother — my husband — that bothers me. Why marry me at all? His indifference at his younger brother’s sexual interest in me…all that’s just confounding.”

“I understand,” was all I could say. After an awkward pause, I added, “what brought you here today?”

“I just wanted to apologize,” she said, “I know what I did wasn’t fair to you, and after all that I’ve been through, I thought you at least deserved an apology and an explanation.”

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It was inevitable. It had to happen. And it did. As Tina sat next to me, sobbing, I reached out to wipe her tears. As she turned to look at me, my heart melted and I kissed her.

When she responded and her mouth opened, my tongue found hers. While sucking on her tongue hungrily, I reached beneath her saree and cupped a breast over her blouse. Tina leaned in and moaned when I squeezed her breast.

We kissed and I explored her body for close to fifteen minutes before coming up for air.

“How I’ve missed you Tina,” I groaned, “I want you so bad.”

“Take me,” she said, “I am here right?”

I put up the “closed” sign outside the studio door, locked the door.

When I turned, Tina was on the couch, taking the pallu of her saree of her shoulders.

By the time I walked up to the couch, she had stripped out of her saree and was laying on the couch in her blouse and inskirt.

Her breasts, which had always been full, seemed to have become even fuller and seemed to be straining against the fabric of her blouse. I couldn’t wait to strip her remaining clothes off her body and fuck her brains out.

“Oh Tina,” I groaned as I walked up to her.

We kissed again, both our bodies burning with desire and hungry for each other.

The intensity of our passion meant there was nothing gentle or loving about the way we kissed.

We were hungrily eating each others’ mouth and licking each others’ tongues. In the heat of passion, we somehow rolled over the couch and landed on the floor. Both of us burst out laughing.

Picking her up from the floor, I pulled her to me and resumed kissing her hungrily while squeezing both her breasts with my hands.

Tina stripped my shirt off and then my pants. While she was undressing me, I was unhooking her blouse. Soon, the blouse came off, and then her bra, freeing her gorgeous, creamy breasts from their confines.

I was taking turns kissing her lips to sucking each of her erect nipples, making Tina moan when I sucked her tits like a baby.

I was kissing, licking, sucking and biting and before long, she had love bites all over both her breasts and neck.

While sucking on her tits, I untied her inskirt and it fell to the floor.

Continuing to kiss, I led her to the back of the studio, where I had set up a bed because I often slept in the studio after working late.

Tina pulled my underwear down, releasing my cock, that wasn’t limp, but hadn’t fully hardened yet.

“I missed you,” she said staring at my hardness, caressing my shaft from base to tip with her fingers, she kissed the tip before taking the head of my cock in her mouth.

My shaft started growing as she sucked and stroked me.

Taking a break from sucking me, she said, “I haven’t seen anything as big or as beautiful ever since… honest.”

Caressing my balls with one hand, she started stroking me with the other, “I want every drop they hold,” she said cupping and squeezing my balls lovingly.

Then, taking as much of my hardness in her mouth as she could without gagging, she started sucking me hungrily again.

She sucked and stroked me for five minutes before I groaned and erupted in Tina’s mouth.

She swallowed as much of my cum as she could, but a lot of it spilled over.

Even after I went limp, Tina continued to suck and stroke me.

After about fifteen minutes, it started to stir again and slowly began going hard.

Once I was ready for action again, I pushed her head back and off my cock. I kissed her mouth for a few minutes, my hands exploring her body.

I went lower and kissed her hard and erect nipples for a couple minutes before going lower and lower.

Once I reached the edge of her panties, I stopped kissing and licking her body and pulled her panties all the way down and off her legs.

“Hello gorgeous,” I said, caressing her opening with my fingers, “can’t wait to fill you to the brim.”

Bending down, I kissed her all over her pussy mound, while fingering her opening.

Tasting her wetness from her pussy brought back memories of those glorious days spent devouring her for hours and fucking her repeatedly. My balls were aching to take her again.

Knowing how much I enjoyed eating her and the taste of her cum, she took charge again, pushing me back on to the bed.

Getting on top, she straddled my face. Her pussy was already dripping wet when I entered her with my tongue. Tina started grinding her hips in rhythm with my tongue as I tongue fucked her and lapped up her delicious juices.

After a few minutes, I grabbed her butt and pulled her into me, sucking on her clit.

“Aaaaaahhhhhh yesssss,” Tina groaned throwing her head back. She rode my face as I devoured her pussy for close to ten minutes before she started shaking and erupted in my mouth.

I ate her right through her orgasm. After her orgasm passed, Tina rolled over and collapsed on the bed. Wanting more of that heavenly nectar, I spread her legs and got between them.

I ate and finger-fucked her for close to an hour, through three orgasms, feeding on her cum and making each orgasm last.

She was squirming and twisting, trying to get away from my mouth, but I held her in place, devouring her hungrily through each of her orgasms.

“Fuck me,” she begged hoarsely. By now, I was rock hard again and ready for action.

Raising her legs over her head, I entered her and was soon pounding her hard and deep. I also started rubbing her clit as I drilled her pussy.

“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god…” Tina groaned before cumming again. I fucked her through her orgasm and ten minutes later, we both came, my cock throbbing as it shot my load deep inside Tina.

Neither of us was done though. After a short break, she sucked me back to hardness. This time, Tina rode me for close to thirty minutes before I exploded inside her.

We both were exhausted and took a break. I ordered lunch and we ate once the food arrived. After lunch, we fucked again, and again, and again.

By 6 pm, I had cum five times, once in her mouth and four times inside her pussy.

“I should go,” she said finally, “Chirag will be home soon.”

“Will you be coming back?”

“You can count on it,” she said winking, “see you tomorrow.”

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When Tina reached home, she was smiling with contentment. Her tits and pussy were sore and she could feel my cum still seep out of her pussy into her dripping wet panties. Her life was back and she wasn’t going to run away from it again.

Taking her keys out of her purse, she stepped up the steps and was about to inset the key into the lock when the door flung open.

“Bitch!” screamed Deepak, her brother in law. Grabbing her hand which was extended with the key in it, he pulled her in the house and slammed the door shut behind her.

She was still trying to process what had just happened and why he’d sworn at her when he slammed her backwards, pressing her face against the door.

“You cheated on Dada!” he screamed, still pressing her against the door.

“What?” Tina said, trying to free herself.

“I saw you, you bitch,” Deepak hissed at her. “I knew you were bad news you slut.”

Reaching behind him, he pulled out his cell phone from his back pocket. He held it up to her and blood drained from Tina’s face.

On the phone, a video of Tina riding my cock that was drilling in and out of her pussy was playing. An expression of pure bliss, Tina was obviously enjoying getting fucked by me.

How had this happened? Had he followed her when she left home this morning?

“Yes, you bitch,” Deepak hissed as if reading her mind, “I followed you, knowing you were up to no good. For the past 8 hours, I have recorded you fucking that bastard.”

Taking his hand off her face and suddenly releasing her from being pressed against the door, Deepak grabbed her wrist and flung her into the living room.

As she went flying, he grabbed her pallu, undraping her saree.

Tina stood facing Deepak, her saree in his hand.

“So, this is what it is all about huh?” Tina confronted Deepak, “I’ve seen you letch at me and watch my videos.”

“Shut up bitch,” Deepak growled.

“Of course it has to be the woman’s fault no?” Tina glared at him. “It doesn’t matter that your brother is gay. It doesn’t matter that he cheated me when he married me. What’s this? Your idea of blackmailing me into sleeping with you? You didn’t need to. If you had just asked, I would have. Your brother can’t get it up with me anyway.”

“Shut up,” he said, before slapping her. He picked her up and carried her to his bedroom. Ripping her remaining clothes off, he was on her in a flash.

“You like to fuck don’t you bitch?” he growled, grabbing her wrists and pinning her down before shoving his hardness into her.

For ten minutes, Deepak pounded Tina hard before exploding inside her pussy.

“Done?” Tina asked once he was spent and pulled out of her.

“That should teach you a lesson,” he grumbled.

“No, I don’t learn that fast,” Tina said. Reaching for his limp cock, she took it in her mouth and started stroking it. “You will have to teach me this lesson a few more times.”

It took thirty minutes of sucking and stroking before Deepak was hard again.

He took her again, just as violently as the first time, pounding her pussy hard for close to twenty minutes this time before cumming in her.

Deepak fucked and creamed Tina’s pussy a third time before collapsing next to her and passing out.

Tina picked up her clothes and headed towards her own bedroom, Deepak’s cum dribbling down the inside of her leg.

Once she reached her bedroom, she tossed her clothes on the bed and headed to the shower.

As hot water massaged her sore body, Tina wondered about the events of the day.

She had promised to see me again tomorrow and wondered if she should call me and back out. She contemplated her options for a few minutes before turning the shower off and stepping out of it.

As she wrapped a towel around her, she made up her mind, “what the heck,” she thought smiling, “two are better than one anyway.”

THE END

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Some of my stories are loosely based on real-life incidents, but details are fictionalized. My stories involve unsafe sexual acts. I do not condone unprotected sex and recommend readers to always practice safe sex. The risk is not worth it. These are fantasies and meant for entertainment only. My stories are my hobby — an expression of my erotic side. I mean no disrespect to women featured in my stories. If you know the woman in the story, please write to me and the pictures will be taken down — no questions asked.
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