Monday , May 23 2022

Innocent Wife With Cab Driver Part 9

And he kept eating my boobs.

And then he stopping and looked at me naughtily.

I thought now Baban will fuck me.

But he bent down…and lowered my petticoat and panty in one go.

And suddenly put his mouth on my pussy.


Baban began to shower my pussy with kisses.

His tongue began to trace its way along the slit. He was alternating between flicking it with his tongue and sucking on it. Baban was literally eating my pussy.

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Baban – Madamji ur pussy is sooo tasty.

Suddenly I felt an intense orgasm building.

“Ahhhhh……yessssss………I am cumming”

I trembled. Then I came hard. Baban’s face was covered with my fluids.

It was the best orgasm of my life and that too without actual fucking.

And then Baban lifted me like baby ,put me on the kitchen platform and inserted his dick smoothly inside my pussy.


And started thumping me hard.

And the rest u all already know.


It was one week since Arun left abroad. And Baban had fucked me in every possible way ,in every position ,in every corner of the room.

I haven’t had this much sex even when I was on my honeymoon.

I even gave the extra key of my flat to Baban so that he can sneak in my flat at night without any problem.

Now Baban had become my sex buddy.

One day as usual he came to the flat. It was afternoon. He looked a bit sad .
Now a days he was having lunch at my home mostly.

So after lunch I went to him and kissed him. But he looked uninterested.

Baban : Madamji sorry but today I am not in good mood.

This was a new thing .

A sexy high class housewife was infront of him and he was not interested.
I knew something was not right.

Amruta : Baban what happened? Tell me
If there is money problem I can help.

Baban – No Madamji…no money problem….it’s a family problem.

Amruta – Tell me then …..I know you are sad

Baban – Madamji I had told you about my marriage….but now there is a problem… yonger sisters marriage has been fixed…..and my parents want me to come for the marriage with my wife….

Amruta – Oh…I can understand….but you can go alone and tell them that ur wife was busy.

Baban – Madamji ……people will again laugh at me….I think I should not have lied in the first place. Otherwise there would have been no problem .

And my parents have told the groom’s family that I will be coming. So if I don’t go then they might feel insulted…it can even affect my sister’s life…

Baban was having a emotional breakdown. But he controlled his emotions . I didn’t force him to have sex with me.

Baban said sorry and went away.

I felt bad for Baban. And I also had sympathy for Baban. As he had not met with his family for six years.

After Baban went without fucking me . I was just alone relaxing on the bed. I was thinking about Baban’s situation and a kinky idea came to me .

(Amruta talking to herself)
Maybe I can accompany Baban as his wife?

Just this thought made me wet.

But how can I live in village? I have never lived in a village? And I don’t even look like a poor housewife. I wear all these fancy dresses and designer sarees.

I have lived my whole life in comfortable houses. In villages people still don’t have toilets. How can I manage if I decide to go as Baban’s wife?
(Self talk ends)

I was feeling really turned on by just thinking about the scenario.

And the opportunity to fulfill the fantasy had come at the perfect time. As my husband Arun was out of country and I was without job. So there was nothing to worry about.

The thought of living as someone else’s wife that too in a village was making me more and more horny .

So I decided to tell Baban about my plan when he comes back at night.

But Baban didn’t come at night.

Next morning I called Baban but his phone was switched off.

So I decided to go down and check on him.

So I went to down but it was Abdul.

Abdul was a friend of Baban and he used to work in place Baban whenever Baban was busy. Abdul was dark skinned man
in his early 40’s.

I went to Abdul and asked him about Baban.

Abdul – I don’t know memsaab , he didn’t tell me anything .

Baban mostly used to sleep in the society store room . But he had his home somewhere which I didn’t knew.

Amruta – You know where he lives?

Abdul was a little surprised. Maybe he was thinking why I need to visit a poor watchman’s house.

But he gave me the address.

Baban’s house was in the slums. Baban had never told me about it .

So decided to go there. I booked a cab and told the driver the address. He was a bit surprised hearing the address.

The cab driver once again confirmed the address.

After half an hour I reached the location. I could only see small and dirty lanes .

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People around me were looking at me as if I was an alien. People were openly checking me out.

I was just wearing a pink saree with sleeveless and backless blouse. I could see people looking hungrily at my ass. But I wasn’t bothey by it. In fact I was enjoying it.

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I couldn’t find the exact address. All the houses were small and  similar. Calling those huts as houses was an exaggeration. There was foul smell everywhere.

I asked a guy about the address . He was  in his early 20’s . First he checked me out. Then he asked me to walk ahead and he was guiding me from behind. I
knew he was checking out my ass.

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Then he took me through small lanes and asked me to stop infront of a small shack.

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It was small shack beside an open drainage . I felt like vomiting but I controlled myself.

I knocked on the door. And Baban opened the door.

He was genuinely surprised to see me at his house .

Baban – Madamji ,how come you are here?
He said standing at the door.

Amruta – First let me come inside .

Baban – Sorry Madamji
And he asked me to come inside .

I went inside Baban’s house. It wasn’t a house per say. It was just a small room with no amenities whatsoever.

It just had a small bed and a table fan. And there was toilet nearby .
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Baban offered me some water. He looked tired and depressed.

Baban – Madamji, Why you came here?

Amruta – What option I had ? You were not picking your phone.

Baban – Madamji I was not in a mood to talk to anybody.

Amruta – I have a solution for all your problems.
I said smiling.

Baban – How is that possible madam?

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