Snooked!

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“How did it go today?” Gagan asked his wife.

“Got snooked again,” Nandini replied

“Maybe snooker isn’t for you Nandu,” he said as she put her kit bag in the closet and plonked on the bed, “is it worth feeling disappointed everyday?”

“It’s not disappointing Jaan,” she replied pushing a stray lock of hair behind her ear, “It’s fun. I haven’t had so much fun in a long time. Besides, Akash is a national level player and I am a beginner. But if I give up, I won’t get any better na?”

“Can’t be an hour or so? Does it have to be this long everyday?”

“You know how competitive he is na?” she said, “It’s either best of 3, best of 5 or more. He won’t play a one-off game. Don’t you think I have asked?”

“So what was it today?” Gagan said laughing, knowing his twin’s competitive nature when it comes to sport.

“Best of 7 of all things,” she said sounding exasperated, “he sure pushed me to my limits today.”

“Just look at you,” her husband said, “you are flushed, dripping in sweat and look absolutely exhausted. Is snooker that physically demanding?”

“Oh that’s from the workout,” she said dismissing her husband’s argument with a wave of her hand, “needed to burn out the frustration of getting snooked seven times back to back.”

“Ah, I get it,” he said raising his hands in surrender, “whatever makes you happy, sweetheart. All I want is for you to be happy.”

“I am,” she said smiling at her husband, “more than ever before. All thanks to your idea.”

He moved closer to her and kissed her. “But you spend hours there and don’t seem to have any time for me anymore. I’d like to play some indoor games too you know…” he added winking at his beautiful wife.

“I know Jaan,” she said caressing his face. “Let me take a shower first ok?”

“And after that?” he asked.

“We can either order food to be delivered or go out to eat.”

“And after that?”

“Your indoor games?” she said smiling, knowing he would want to fuck her. He had made it amply clear already.

“Promise?”

“Promise,” she said as she got off the bed and headed towards the bathroom.

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In the bathroom, Nandini scrubbed both her pussy and ass hole to remove any traces of cum.

She took her time.

This wouldn’t be the first time her husband would fuck her after she had been enjoyed thoroughly by his fraternal twin brother Akash all evening.

She also knew that sex with her husband wouldn’t last long unless he wanted to eat her pussy — which he did often and did very well. If he just wanted to fuck her, she wouldn’t get anything out of it because he just couldn’t last.

The cleaning soon turned into full-scale masturbation and she orgasmed thinking of her brother in law before finishing up with the shower.

When she stepped out of the shower soaking wet, draped in a towel and headed for her closet, her husband grabbed her from behind, moved her wet hair aside and started kissing her neck.

“What say, we skip dinner?” he said, obviously turned on and not wanting to wait till after dinner.

“Not hungry?” she asked, pushing his head off her neck in a playful way.

“I am,” he said reaching between her legs and rubbing her pussy with his thumb, “but my dinner is right here. It’s nice and hot,” he added, sliding a finger in and out of her.

“What about me?”

“I will feed you na,” he said laughing, “the best kind of protein.”

With that, he opened her towel and let it fall to the floor, grabbing a boob, he turned her face towards him with the other hand and kissed her passionately.

Opening her mouth, she let his tongue find hers.

Even though she had spent the past five hours fucking his brother, she started going wet as he pinched her nipple.

Reaching down, she pulled his shorts and underwear down and grabbed his partially hard cock in her hand.

Stroking him as he kissed her and played with her boobs and pussy, she got him hard before leading him to the bed.

Laying him down in bed, she got on top, positioning her pussy over his mouth.

He grabbed her butt and pulled her to him, his tongue licking her all along her opening.

Taking his hardness in her mouth Nandini started sucking and stroking him while he ate her.

If there was one thing her husband was really good at, it was in the way he ate her.

Even though his brother had a cock nearly twice his size and could fuck her for hours, her husband could really eat her — if and when he was in the right mood.

His tongue found all the right spots to stimulate her and when he sucked and bit her clit, it almost always sent Nandini over the edge.

In spite of having orgasmed multiple times already while his brother fucked her, Nandini felt her orgasm build up.

She also felt her husband’s cock start to twitch in her hand and mouth and knew he was close to cumming.

Within a couple more minutes, they both came. She swallowed his cum as he drank her gushing fluids hungrily.

After their breathing had returned to normal, she rolled off him and grabbed her phone to order dinner. He watched his naked wife call the delivery company and place the order, while he stroked his limp dick.

‘My God, she’s beautiful,’ he thought admiring every curve and contour of her naked body, ‘I am such a lucky guy to have her all to myself!’

By the time the order was placed, he was almost hard again.

He pulled her back in bed and got on top, “what shall we do for the next 45 minutes till the food arrives?” he said to her.

“I think I know what you want to do,” she replied giggling as he slid his 4″ cock inside her.

Ten minutes later, he was done creaming her pussy and rolled off the bed, spent.

She took another shower and changed into her night clothes a few minutes before the door bell rang.

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Nandini’s double life had started close to six months ago when her husband had to go overseas on work for four months.

This was the first time since their marriage a year ago that he would be away from her for more than a day.

“What am I going to do here alone?” she had asked as she watched her husband pack his bags.

“I am sorry Nandu,” he said, “I will try and be back as soon as I can.”

“I will be bored…” she protested.

“Why don’t you join a club or something? Talk to Akash. He teaches snooker at a club. See if there’s anything you find interesting there.”

Even though they were twins, they were exact opposites. Akash, the older brother by four minutes, was an extroverted charmer.

Standing tall at 6′ 2″, he was all muscle. An athlete from the school days, he was a magnet that drew girls in college and even thereafter.

He more than made up for his average academic abilities by excelling in sports. After college, he had taken up professional snooker and was a national star.

By contrast, Gagan was 5′ 9″ — not short by any means but nowhere near his twin brother in height. He had always been a class topper throughout school and college.

He even looked very much like the geek he was.

Thin, wearing glasses, he was more comfortable in corporate board rooms than he was in a gym. A borderline mathematical wizard, Gagan’s professional career had been on steroids.

He was already the youngest Director in his company when he married Nandini — an arranged marriage.

Akash on the other hand seemed to have no interest in getting married anytime soon.

She called Akash and visited the club the next day, after her husband had left on his trip. He had shown her around at the various sporting facilities at the club.

“You know swimming Bhabhi?” he asked as they reached the swimming pool.

“Na…” she replied, “I am scared of water.”

“Kya yaar Bhabhi, bikini mein mast lagoge aap,” he said laughing, getting a playful slap on his arm from her.

“Not enough girls here for you to feast on?” she had teased, “No, not swimming, I don’t know what I want to do Akash, let me think it over ok?”

They had then headed to the snooker room where she had watched him make minced meat of everyone else.

As much as she enjoyed watching him win, she was equally taken in by his rippling muscles as he leaned over the table to take shot after shot.

“Why don’t you teach me snooker?” she had asked as they started walking out of the club.

Akash had walked her back home and they had discussed it on the way.

He was happy to teach her, but it would have to be after his morning practices or in the early afternoon after lunch time, when some members showed up to practice.

“Late morning and afternoon is when the club is the emptiest,” he had added, “so we won’t be disturbed with others wanting to play and can use the tables as long as we want.

Then after 5 pm or so, the crowd starts coming in again after office hours.”

She had shown up at the club at 1 pm the next day as agreed and he had shown her the basics of posture, how to hold the cue stick, how to line up the cue ball, and the basic rules of the game.

When it was her turn to try, she struggled. Getting behind her, he had leaned around her, showing her how to hold the cue stick. She had felt shock waves go through her when his chest muscles had pressed against her back and his hands touched her.

As he showed her posture and stance he had touched her hips and the inside of her thighs to help her get in the right position.

As he showed her the grip, he had bent over her, his muscular body pretty much draping her from behind as they bent forward.

She was melting under him and all she could think of was imagining him naked, fucking her right there on the table. She was tempted to rub her ass against his crotch when he leaned over her, but she had held back.

For nearly a week, she had felt her body fight her mind, begging to be fucked.

That her husband wasn’t home to quench her sexual thirst only added to her agony.

She had masturbated almost every day, thinking about Akash fucking her on the snooker table.

By the tenth day, her resolve and resistance shattered and she decided to seduce him.

Inviting him over to her place after his practice, she had said they could go to the club after having lunch together.

She had worn a sheer white robe and nothing else when he showed up.

His eyes went wide and he gulped looking her up. She had left absolutely nothing to imagination, expecting him to make the move — after all, she had made the first move by wearing what she had worn.

His arousal was apparent by the tent that started forming in his tracks. However, he didn’t make a move. Instead, he tentatively walked past her and sat on the couch. Nandini sighed.

Moving up to him, she had opened her robe and let it drop to the floor before her mind fought her sexual urges.

“Don’t make me do all the work Akash,” she had pleaded.

He needed no further invitation and had went straight for her breasts, taking one nipple in his mouth while he squeezed the other hard.

“Oh bhabhi,” he had groaned in her tits, “I have imagined you naked so many times, but the reality far exceeds my imagination.”

After a few minutes, he had sucked the other nipple while pinching the first. Nandini was moaning and groaning, her nipples hard and pussy soaking wet.

He had carried her to the guest bedroom and thrown her on the bed.

Spreading her legs wide, he licked all along the inside of both legs starting with her ankles, up her calves, up the inside of her thighs before kissing the mound of her burning pussy.

Taking a break, he had stripped naked while staring at her naked body with pure lust in his eyes.

Her pussy was dripping wet and she caressed her opening with her fingers watching him strip.

“God Bhabhi,” he groaned after tripping naked and spreading her legs wide.

She expected him to eat her pussy, but instead, he had speared her with his 8″ pole, making her gasp and scream with pleasure.

“Fuck Bhabhi,” he groaned burying himself all the way into her, “you are so fucking tight.”

He started moving in and out of her — slowly at first, but picking up his tempo with every thrust.

Soon her was pounding her hard and deep.

She felt his shaft reach undiscovered places inside her, slamming against her g-spot with every thrust, sending electric shocks through her body.

“Don’t stop Akash, don’t stop, don’t stop,” she kept mumbling as he drilled her pussy, inching closer and closer to an orgasm

In about five minutes of hard fucking, he was ready to explode.

“Oh FUCKKKK Akaash,” she screamed, “I am cumming.”

Her entire body shook as she was rocked by an earth shattering orgasm.

He had fucked her right through it and then for a further ten minutes making her cum one more time with an even bigger orgasm.

When her third orgasm hit, he couldn’t hold on anymore and came, filling her with spurt after spurt of his cum.

Almost immediately after he was spent, he had turned her on her belly and entered her doggy style.

She was amazed that he showed no signs of going limp even after he was spent.

Pounding her hard, he drilled her through two more orgasms before filling her with his second load 20 minutes later.

They both fell asleep naked, wrapped around each other, his cock still buried inside her pussy.

When she woke up, he had spread her ass cheeks wide and was licking her butt hole.

“Not sure what’s prettier Bhabhi,” he said when he realized she was awake, “your face, your pussy or your ass. Mind if I fuck your ass, Bhabhi.”

“Just be gentle,” she said in response, “it’s never seen a cock before, and yours is huge.”

“Dada doesn’t fuck your ass?”

“He never suggested it,” she replied, “and I was hesitant to suggest it, though I have always been curious about anal sex.”

“Ah, my lucky day,” he said, “I get to take your anal virginity.”

He ate her ass for a while longer, lubricating her butt hole with his saliva. He then entered her with one finger and then with two.

Once she was well lubricated and her butt hole had been opened up, he positioned his hardness against her opening.

Slowly, he pushed his cock in her ass. Nandini, groaned with a combination of pain and pleasure. It took him a while to bury all of his cock inside her ass.

Like he had done with her pussy, he started moving in and out slowly, before gradually picking up pace.

Within minutes, he was drilling her ass hard and deep.

She had one orgasm and he stiffened when her orgasm started passing shooting his load in her ass.

Like he had done with her pussy, he wasn’t done when he came and continued pounding her ass till he came a second time, back to back. By the time he was done, it was time to cook dinner.

He insisted that she cook naked while he watched her. They ate naked and after dinner, he had carried her back to bed and fucked her all night long, cumming in both her holes.

By morning, every muscle in Nandita’s body was screaming.

Her nipples were sore, her body had love bites all over, her pussy ached in a satisfied and contented way.

She had been thoroughly fucked and had enjoyed every moment of it.

“Why don’t you fuck me on the snooker table?” she said to him the next morning when he woke up.

He laughed, “sure,” he said, “next time.”

“Next time?” she said, confused, “you mean later today?”.

“Yes, but right now, I want to fuck you in the shower,” he said picking her up effortlessly.

He plonked her on his shoulder as she giggled and thrashed her legs. He carried her to the shower, his finger was exploring her ass hole along the way turning her giggles into moans.

When he left, she was lying in bed, drifting off to asleep, all her holes satisfied and her body exhausted and sated — for the moment.

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She had slept through the afternoon and missed practice that day.

Apologizing to Akash over the phone, she promised to make up to him the next day — on the snooker table, to his heart’s content.

When she arrived at the club the next afternoon, he had locked the snooker room behind them.

As she pretended to practice, he had caressed her body, squeezing her boobs, the inside of her thighs and stroking her pussy over her clothes while his hardness pressed against her ass.

“Focus,” he had said fake scolding her when she moaned, “you should concentrate on the cue stick.”

While she pretended to practice, he had proceeded to slowly undress her, kissing, licking and enjoying every inch of her body as he shed her clothes.

She was burning with desire and he teased her — asking her to practice while he sucked her boobs and finger fucked her.

After he had stripped her fully naked, he took a break. Getting a couple towels out of his gym bad, he covered the edges and a considerable portion of the snooker table with them.

She watched as he started stripping himself.

Even though she had seen it before at home, she couldn’t help feeling amazed at the size of his erection when his cock sprang out of his underwear.

As he stripped, he asked Nandini to get on the table and she readily complied, spreading her legs for him.

Once he was naked, he spread her legs and started rubbing his hardness against her.

“No wait,” she said pushing him back, “I need some oral pleasure first.”

“The club and the pool table is my kingdom,” he said standing up, still holding her ankles and spreading her legs wide, “I will let you lead today, but after you are satisfied, whatever I say goes, today and in future, deal?”

“Deal,” she said rubbing her pussy and blowing him a kiss for complying with her request

Bending between her legs, he licked her pussy all across her opening before sliding his tongue inside her.

“Oh Maaaaaa…..” Nandini moaned.

He slid a couple fingers inside her and started sucking on her swollen clit while finger fucking her.

“Fuck yes, yes, yes,” she kept mumbling, her eyes closed and head thrown back.

Just as her orgasm approached, he stopped eating her and started finger fucking her really hard.

She erupted squirting all over his fingers.

“My turn,” she said when her orgasm passed, “please.”

“Why don’t we play best-of-three?” he asked grinning.

“Meaning?”

“Three holes, three games,” he said “you decide which one is best.”

“Three times? Back to back?”

“Why not?” he asked, “you have a problem with that?”

She shook her head ‘no’ blushing and headed for his cock.

Getting on her knees, she started stroking his shaft, and licked him from base to tip before kissing and licking his balls.

“Aaaahh, Bhabhi,” he groaned.

Encouraged, she started stroking and sucking his hardness. He thrust his shaft in rhythm with her sucking, moaning and groaning in pleasure.

She licked him all over his shaft, lapping up his precum that was generously leaking from the tip.

Within a few minutes, she felt his cock start to throb in her hands and mouth and knew he was close to cumming.

“Fuck Bhabhi,” he groaned, “I am going to cum.”

She took him in her mouth when he erupted filling her mouth with spurt after spurt of his cum.

After swallowing as much as she could, she scooped up whatever cum had spilled out of her mouth with her fingers and licked them.

“Gagan calls this the best kind of protein,” she said gigglinig, “yummm.”

“Which hole next?” he said picking her up.

“Don’t you need a break?” she asked amazed that he showed no signs of going limp.

“Didn’t you figure that out yesterday?” he said grinning, “I need to go at least 2-3 times before Junior gets tired.”

Laughing, she pushed him backwards till he was leaning against the pool table and turned around herself.

As she backed up over his cock, he guided it into her butt hole. Once he was all the way in, she started moving forward and back guiding him in and out of her butt hole.

He let her have her fun for a few minutes before reaching around her and grabbing her boobs.

Pulling her to him, he said, “at this rate, it will be midnight before I cum.”

With that, he started drilling her ass hard and deep.

She didn’t last.

Within minutes, her knees gave way when her orgasm hit.

He held her in place as her body shook, keeping his member buried inside her and kept fucking her ass, making her orgasm last.

He fucked her ass through yet another orgasm before shooting his load deep inside her ass.

Her legs were so unsteady that she nearly collapsed when he pulled out of her.

“Now my favorite,” he said steadying her and then laying her on her back on the towels he had laid out on the snooker table.

Lifting her legs high, he entered her and immediately started moving in and out of her.

“Harder, Akash, harder,” she mumbled as he started fucking her pussy.

He needed no second invitation and started moving faster and faster in her.

After fucking her to another orgasm in that position, he got on the pool table himself.

Spreading her legs and lifting them up to her shoulders, he started pounding her from the top.

Ten minutes later, she erupted with yet another orgasm. As her pussy lips clenched against his cock, milking him, he went over the edge himself creaming her pussy.

After he was spent, he lay next to her on the snooker table, both of them panting and catching their breath.

“So,” he said finally between gasps, “which was the best game?”

She laughed at first, before replying, “Not sure. All were good. Can I decide tomorrow?”

Tomorrow became day after and then the day after that. She wasn’t able to decide which ‘game’ was the best and they kept practicing all games over and over.

By the time Gagan returned four months later, Nandini was addicted to his brother. They fucked everyday, in the club and after the evening clubbers started coming in, he took her to his place to fuck her some more.

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That night. when her husband had asked her about snooker practices, Akash had fucked her 7 times — and once again, she wasn’t able to decide on the best-of-seven.

The next morning, as Gagan was getting ready to go to office, he asked, “any plans for today?”

“Well, there’s a beginners’ snooker tournament coming up at the club soon and Akash thinks I have a chance to do well there. He just wants me to practice everyday till then.”

“WOW! That’s great. Can I come watch you snook your competition?”

“Maybe,” she said smiling at his choice of words, “but they could end up creaming me too and that would be embarrassing in front of you.

“Either way, you competing itself is a matter of pride for me. I’d love to watch you take the competition on.”

“That’s sweet. Let’s see. But only if I feel I can win. And for that, I will probably have to practice day and night.”

“Of course you will win. Akash is a good teacher and I am sure he would be happy to teach you day and night if that’s what it takes for you to win.”

“Yes he is so good,” she said, “I am so raw in comparison. I wonder how many times he plans to have me snooked today and I dread getting snooked by him day and night,” she added laughing, her definition of getting snooked completely different from her husband’s understanding of the term.

He laughed with her, before kissing her good bye and leaving for the office. She locked up the house ten minutes later, heading off to Akash’s house to get snooked by his 8″ cue stick.

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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