Brahmin Supremacy by IndianNCow: A Tale of Power and Desire
Myself D, I am married into a gupta family and this tale is of three people. Me, my hubby and Sahil (my Brahmin bull).
Being a government official i had many field jobs but in its cover how i kept visiting Sahil for my needs even after so many years of my married life. This story is of one incident when Sahil visited my town and i made him stay in my house, who my husband thought was my boss, is here on a important errand and i can’t let him stay in the hotel.
It’s been a whole week now since Sahil came, mere presence of him turns me on so much, he makes me so horny. i don’t know what’s the psychology behind this is it because he’s a brahmin while me being married to a gupta meanwhile we merely have mated only 2-3 times since he came because my husband is staying at home most of the time working from home. I was in heat by being constantly horny seeing sahil for so many days so i tried convincing myself and gave my husband signal to have me in the night. He got so horny by just the though of me asking. So now the story begins:
“Hubby, I’m so wet. Please don’t make me wait.”
“I know,” he says between kisses. “I just want to go slow. I don’t want to screw it up.”
He reaches down to guide his condom wrapped dick into my pussy.
“Ohhhhhh, shit! Don’t move, you’re so tight,” he hisses.
“Okay, okay,” I said, to hang on for me.
“I really need this, hubby. I really do. I need to cum tonight.” We wait quietly for a few seconds as he gathers himself. Finally he tries stroking..once.
“Oh, god, I just can’t move on you. You’re so fucking wet. You will make me cum in just few strokes.”
This goes on a few more times. Finally he pulls out.
“Let’s just wait for a minute. I know if we wait, I’ll have more control,” he promises. I see him in the light coming from the bathroom.
“Please, hubby. If you can’t make love to me, please go down on me. I need to cum.”
“Let’s just wait for a little bit,” he says again, looking exhausted in just 2 minutes while his real reason for not going down on me was the sheer inadequacy of average south asian husband who doesn’t even think of providing oral.
Suddenly we hear a deep voice coming from the doorway.
“Sounds like the lady needs a man in her bed. If you aren’t prepared to take care of her, you need to move over. I’ve got what she wants.”
The light comes on, and there stood Sahil.
“You!” hubby points at Sahil and jumps off the bed. “What do you think you’re doing in our room?”
“hubby, stop. Sahil, please,” I start to plead. But…what am I pleading for exactly?
“I simply heard your wife talking about what she needs. And then I heard you not being able to fulfil her desires. You know you have a very exciting woman, don’t you, hubby? SAHIL said to my husband.
“You’ve got a woman that most men only dream of having. She’s one of the sweetest, most genuine women I’ve ever met. And on top of that, she’s beautiful, sexy, wild, adventurous…I mean, how you are able to hang on to her is beyond me. I’m sure she doesn’t want to hurt you, bud. But I think she knows what she’s been missing out on.”
The reality of his words hit my husband like a brick. Being talked down with facts that too from a brahmin, who he despise for their superiority.
Hubby turns to me, his eyes wide. He thinks about the sheets. Those cum-covered sheets. The unmistakable smell of…me. My naked pussy. My naked body. All over Sahil’s bed.
“Did you…?” he starts.
“Oh, yeah, hubby? Were you the one cleaning up my room? Cleaning up my BED? The sheets were a mess, weren’t they?”
Sahil grins as he taunts. “I tell you what, little man. Why don’t YOU take care of my room and I’LL take care of your woman? That sounds like a job you can handle. I KNOW I can handle my part.”
Hubby just continues to look from Sahil to me, then back to Sahil. His eyes wide, his mouth gaped open.
“You spent the whole weekend in his bed??,” he exclaims.
My husband face shows he is shocked.
Sahil comes over and sits on the end of the bed.
His hands now start feeling my body. “Maybe she wants you to watch so you can learn something.” He laughs. “I mean, you really are pathetic. You get inside this beautiful woman and can’t even stroke. The night before yesterday, your woman was sizzling, craving for a hard cock, and you couldn’t even satisfy her.”
You just came in two minutes and left her unfulfilled, with her body aching.”
Sahil bends down and kisses my belly three or four times. “But, thankfully, I was here. I took care of things, hubby. And I was thorough. I mean, you know, for me, it didn’t even seem like a burden. No. No, this was a perfect weekend. Divya never wanted anything else, you can believe that. And…if I’m right…I’m thinking she’s wanting something right now.”
His body hovers over mine, and despite the panic I’m feeling, I am so turned on, I don’t even care that my Husband is standing there.
“Kiss me, baby,” Sahil says to me.
I can’t help myself. I put my arms around his neck and pull myself up and kiss him.
“Oh my god!” I hear hubby whisper.
“I’m sorry, hubby,” I whisper back. “I can’t help it.”
“Watch closely, buddy. I’m going to show you how a man makes love to a woman.”
Sahil silences us both by exploring my entire body with his mouth. My nipples are hard and goose bumps appear all over me. He devours my breasts and alternates between sucking and biting them. First gentle, then rough, then gentle again.
“Oh damn, she loves that,” I hear hubby’s soft words. His hand moves to rub the front of his jeans.
Sahil’s hands never stop. They hold my waist and move to my ass and go up my back. His tongue is never still either. He dominates my body in a way my hubby never could.
Working his way down, my legs spread wide. I’m aware that hubby is watching, but my body reacts naturally and rapidly. I feel the warmth of Sahil’s breath on my bare pussy.
I bite my lip and whimper in anticipation. Sahil peels off his shorts without taking his mouth off of me. His tongue dances on the sensitive areas that he knows so well by now.
I writhe on the bed. I glance up to notice my husband’s hard-on straining for attention. We look at each other, and I know that he is totally turned on by what he’s watching. I give him a shy smile and whisper, “Is this what you want, right?”
Sahil sucks my clit in his mouth and I throw my head back. He reaches under me and picks my hips up off the bed. He plunges his tongue into me as far as possible. My hands grip the back of his head, and I feel the orgasm coming.
I don’t know what to do. I need to cum, but do I cum with my husband standing there watching his wife being taken by a more better, strong, powerful man.
Hubby’s eyes are glued to the young, white man as he eats my pussy. Without realizing hubby reaches to stroke his erection and start mouthing the words, “Cum for him, divya. Cum for him, my wife. Cum for him.”
“Don’t stop!” I yell. “Oh, god, don’t stop!”
I grind myself on Sahil’s face as my pussy starts its spasms. “I’m cumming! Oh, Sah…I…ohhhhh…ahhhhhhhh,.”
Sahil licks and slurps as my juices cover his mouth. I feel the liquid leaving my body. My heart beats frantically in my chest and I give over to his ultimate control.
I try to hold his head still, but his tongue works to attend to every area, gently bringing me down from my high. I pull his face up to kiss him, and I taste myself in his mouth. “Mmmmmmmm,” I moan, sharing myself with him.
Sahil holds me close and looks up at my husband. “Do you do that to her?” he asks. “Wait, I know the answer to that. Your jaw gets tired, doesn’t it? Well, thank goodness, mine doesn’t.”
He returns his attention to me, kissing me hard. I feel his enormous cock pressing on my thigh.
“Suck me, baby,” he says.
I pay no attention to my hubby, as Sahil flips positions with me.
My mouth is watering in anticipation of having him deep inside my mouth. I work his length lovingly with my hands.
I look up to see hubby staring at the monster I’m holding. I feel like I’m holding the prize in my hand. I lock eyes with my husband and slowly make Sahil’s dick start disappearing into my mouth. Involuntarily hubby’s mouth opens at the same time.
I smile, aware of the fact that this is the ultimate tease for never once in my life has given him a blowjob, it feels dirty to do it with him but with sahil it’s like i am serving a god for his complete satisfaction.
Closing my lips around his hardness I create hard suction and pull his foreskin slowly back out. He growls lowly. A feeling of power comes over me. I have Sahil controlled in my mouth grip and I have my hubby controlled by my actions. Playfully, I tickle the underneath of his dick with my tongue.
“Just look at it,” I whisper to hubby. “It’s so hard. Watch how full my mouth is from just the head.” I demonstrate my point as I suck and tug on him again. hubby in turn, tugs on his penis knowing that i will never suck his cock, this right only belongs to Sahil.
Then I give myself totally to giving him a loud, slurping wet head. Bobbing and choking, I force myself in as far as possible. hubby steps closer, watching intently. Sahil forces himself in and out of me, gasping from the friction. I feel him swelling.
“hubby!” I gag. “I’m going to make him cum!”
I go down again, fast and hard. Determine to make him explode. Sahil roars and pushes my head down to engulf him.
“Here it comes! AAAGGGHHHH!” He thrashes underneath me and floods my throat. I swallow his potent seed as fast as I can, but cum overflows out of my mouth. Gagging on his cum, I keep gulping to consume every drop of his sweet nectar possible.
“Ohhhh, god,” hubby sighs.
Wiping the corners of my mouth., Sahil looks up at him and grins. His grip loosens on me and I greedily clean him up, like a hungry, starved woman.
“If you aren’t aware, buddy. This woman sucks cock like no other. She loves sucking my Cock. She loves giving oral–giving AND receiving. As you just witnessed, she’s unbelievable. And now…now…I get to have that pussy.”
With no part of his erection lost, he manipulates me underneath him. I feel the tip of his cock at the entrance to my cunt. He teases, touching me lightly and pulling away. My legs go high in the air and wide as much as possible.