Deeds of Wife in Lockdown Part 1

This is a story of a wife, Riya, who got stuck in her husband's place during the pandemic. She has maintained her hot shape, for which anyone would want to fuck. She has stats of 34-28-36 with a whitish complexion and good height. Her ass and boobs are such that they can make anyone go crazy.

I am writing it in the first person, assuming myself to be Riya. The house is quite big, and the husband is working overseas. The wife named Riya is a fashionable, young modern society woman.

She came to visit her husband's hometown for a vacation along with her husband. But her husband took off early due to his work. Her in-laws were out of the country too. Riya was soon to head back to her husband. That is when the lockdowns were imposed, and her travel was restricted.

The servants usually guard her husband's house. A young, energetic stallion who got all the skills of a handyman and a driver. He took care of the gardening. There is a house cleaner who takes care of domestic work. But before the lockdown, she left for her hometown due to an emergency in her house.

The only person that was stuck and not allowed to go anywhere was Riya and Karan (the driver). He was expected to stay so he could drop off the mistress at the airport, and in the absence of the house cleaner, he could take care of the house.

I am going with the story now.

Everything turned upside down for me. I missed my husband and intimate moments with him. I got frustrated with the new way of living now and used to finger myself sometimes. The house cleaner was not there to cook and care for the household work. So I accepted the challenge and did work.

I did not know about the kitchen as I had not been there long. But Karan knew everything as he lived outside in quarters. He used to help me initially understand everything. I made tea in the morning and thought it was better to bring tea to his room.

But upon reaching saw that the window was open slightly and heard all kinds of moaning sounds. I could see Karan masturbating early in the morning and playing porn on his phone. I was stunned to see him jerking off and felt disgusted.

But something sparked in me. I peeped again and could see Karan's shaft as he was pulsating through his cock. Somehow, I also felt wetness down there. He was enjoying his time. I waited there till he ejaculated his cum and saw the thick milky cum erupting from his cock.

I missed my husband's dick and the sex. Seeing the driver's black cock made me feel like a dirty slut. All I could think about that day was his cock and how I could lick all that cum from his rod. But I chose to tame the devil inside myself and left.

A few days later, I was going to take a bath. I just wrapped myself with a towel. Through my bedroom window, I could see Karan just wrapped in a small towel and washing his clothes, and he was shirtless. He had a great body shape that was well maintained. It triggered all the dirty desires back in me again.

A few days later, Karan was in my bedroom. As I came out of the bathroom with the towels wrapped around me, I was stunned to see him looking at me in a bath towel. But he took the opportunity and said, "Madam, you saw me naked a few days back. So it's not fair that I don't get to see your private parts."

Riya: What do you mean?

Karan: I saw you peeping through my window from my mirror on the wall and how you enjoyed it when I was jerking off. You enjoyed a live masturbation session, and it is not right.

Riya: What do you want?

Karan: To receive the same opportunity, which will just be between us.

Karan is a strong guy with a rugged beard on his face. I could see the lust in his eyes. I felt excited and scared at the same time to hear his demands. My breathing stopped, and my heart was just beating fast. Standing there, not knowing what to do, Karan walked toward me.

I just stared at him like a scared puppy but would obey like a slut. He just used his index finger between my cleavage and removed the towel in a go. I just stood still with all the adrenal rush and heat. He said, "Just touch yourself." I was used to getting fucked and used by my husband.

But I tried doing it this time with him watching me. I felt excited and felt someone else possessed my body and taken control of me. He took his shaft out and started to jerk off on the live solo masturbation session. He came closer to me, and he was teasing me.

He took the tip of his throbbing penis and started rubbing on my clit. The precum on his dick made it easy to rub on the clit. I reached my orgasm after so long. Sudden shock waves of pleasure were hitting me, and I was breathing heavily. Karan enjoyed the sight, and he knew he had won his mistress.

All I could think of was his cock. He had a raw, powerful sexual instinct. He did not want to devour me but to tear me into pieces. I do not know my servant that well, and he is not the typical guy I would consider sleeping around with.

With Karan, it is wilder and more sexual tension. He would be the guy you picture when you read the newspaper – lowlife, arrogant, dark fetish. He is not your sweet prince charming but, on the contrary, the beast. The feeling of being afraid and sexual excitement was always there when he was around.

I would always think of how he did not fuck me but just gave me a mind-blowing orgasm. How, in return, he did not ask me to do anything for him. Days passed by. I started to touch myself quite often. I could not head back home for work, and it was the lockdown.

The company allowed me to do work from home. But there were always issues with the internet. I was not prepared, but my assistance was always available for my teams. That would keep me occupied during the day. But sometimes, I get over my work early, and I have nothing to do.

I cook for myself and Karan. He eats after he has done his work around the house. I do yoga to keep myself in shape. My yoga clothes are tight, and they accentuate my firm assets.

Karan could see me exercise and see my butt jiggle and boobs bounce. He was getting an instant hard-on. I went to take a shower after that and I came out just with a towel to my room, and there he was again. Each time he was in my room, I was scared.

He did not wait. He grabbed me and squeezed my boobs, and I had a scared bitch look on him and bit my bottom lip in excitement. He through my towel away and started to suck my titties. My efforts to resist were in vain. He sucked my neck and his other hand on my pussy, rubbing.

He threw me on the bed and then spread my legs. I was dying to see his big cock. He removed his dhoti and brought his erect cock to my mouth. I knew what he wanted. I looked at him with puppy eyes and sucked his cock. It tasted salty and smelled too.

It is hairy, but the nasty dirty sex was a turn-on. I gagged on his cock so hard that my mouth was forming with my saliva. He took the saliva and used it as lube on my pussy. I knew today was the day he would fuck the shit out of me.

He inserted the tip, and I just rolled my eyes in pleasure. My body was getting weak. He kept going deeper slowly, and my pussy was accommodating his huge cock slowly. Once my pussy was accepting his cock. He kept increasing the speed.

He was increasing the speed. I felt the pain and pleasure, I wanted him to slow down, so I just stretched my hand out to stop. But he just grabbed my hand a pinned it above my head. His whole body was on me, and I moaned like a slut. He kissed me deeply while fucking me, and I was on cloud nine.

I came so hard, and I started to squirt on his dick while he continued fucking me. He stopped to see me squirt, and he was rubbing the clit with his dick and tapping his dick on my pussy. I just need a moment to breathe. He slid his cock back in again quickly, and I was not expecting that.