Fantasy Fulfilled

Kavita was in bed with her husband Ravi, kissing and fondling each other. She took his semi erect cock in her hand and started to caress it with soft hands. He pulled her over him and kissed her lips.

"You look so fresh and lovely," he caressed her long hairs.

"You know what happened today in office," she spoke casually. He was all ears.

"Narang, my boss, you know how he is!! He was getting naughty with me," she felt his cock twitch.

"Ohh, What did he do," Ravi looked excited.

"Well I told you earlier also that he is always trying to get into my pants."

"You never told me that," he looked at her accusingly.

"Ohh haven't I... Well... Ah... Umm... I had...," she stopped as if not able to find words.

Ravi opened her gown and slipped his hand inside grabbing a handful of her titties, "you must have been giving him all the wrong signals." Kavita squirmed at his touch and giggled.

"No I am not; he is the one who is coming on to me."

He kissed her boobs and flickered his tongue around her tout nipples, "Keep telling."

"Well he cornered me in the store room," she spoke.

His cock sprang into life and was rock hard; he groaned and sucked hard on her nipples.

"Why you seem to like it, don't you," she spoke stroking his cock.

"Tell me everything, you naughty girl," he grunted.

"Ouch!! Not so hard," Kavita grabbed his hand trying to stop him from mauling her boobs.

"Tell me," he gritted his teeth and pinched them harder.

"Uggg, Ahhh... he grabbed me in the store room during lunch hour... I was alone..." she kissed his head which was buried in her breasts and caressed his balls.

"He pulled my Saree above my waist and bent me over the table," she continued her story, "and placed his hard cock on my pussy by pulling aside the panties."

"Was he rough with you?"

"Yesss... he was very forceful, he forced his cock inside my pussy."

"Was he big?"

"Mmmm... he was big and strong and he pinned me under him." She pushed Ravi on the bed and climbed over him, she knew that he cannot continue to caress his cock or else he will cum in her hand. She guided his hard cock into her wet pussy and slides down on him.

"Ahhh... you are so hot and wet, ummm," he moaned as his cock felt the warmth. Kavita started to slowly move her ass and fuck him while continuing to tell her made up story. Ravi was not able to take the teasing for a long time and threw her on the bed and climbed over her.

"I will fuck you so hard that your pussy will ache for weeks," he gritted his teeth and started to ram his cock into her. Kavita closed her eyes and prepares herself to flow with the waves of the strong orgasm building inside her.

"Why don't you do that for real," Ravi spoke as they lay in each other's arms after the very satisfying sex.

"That was real," she teased him.

"Don't bullshit me... you are so lovely and sexy," he moved his hand across her nude body, "any men would be willing to kill for you."

"I know that but I don't want any bloodshed," she laughed.

Ravi sighed; he knew this would remain one of his fantasies she will never agree to do it in real.

"At least do it once," he pleaded but looking at her smiling face he knew it was all going to deaf ears.

Kavita had collage education and was working with a company as accountant. She got married to Ravi at the age of nineteen and now even at thirty eight years she looks stunning. She had not gained any extra flesh even after the birth of two daughters. Having an average height and a beautiful 36C boobs which look bigger than the size suggests, she turns head wherever she goes.

Ravi was also a smart looking guy but the middle age was catching up with him, a little bit of pot belly and greying thinning hairs tells the story. His father owns a jewellery shop and also a flourishing diamond business and he was the only son, so he joined the business immediately after completing the studies. Although financially Kavita doesn't need to work but once her daughters were old enough to go to school she needed to do something.

Kavita remembered how naive she was when she got married. Although she was not a virgin at the time of marriage she had experienced sex couple of times but still she was unknown to so many facets of sex. She remembers how giving oral was a big issue for her and how every time Ravi has to bribe her to get that. As the years passed by she started to know the power she has over Ravi when it comes to sex. During the early days of marriage he was ready to do anything for oral sex, giving as well as receiving. Same was the case with anal sex or trying any other activity, be it sex in unorthodox places, taking nude pictures, filming them while having sex. Those times she felt very powerful having a hold on him and moreover the sex was still very exciting between them even after being married for over nineteen years.

Ravi always had a thing about Kavita with other men. He always felt excited when he notice any guy checking her out, he felt proud that no matter how much the other guys wish but she is always his. It took him years to realize this and then to admit to her.

At first Kavita was appalled, 'how could he even think like this,' she could not understand. When he continued to bring up the subject, she Googled it and was surprised to see tonnes of material on the net regarding this kind of fantasy. She was fascinated to read it and understood Ravi's behaviour. Her point of view changed and she started to play along. She found her control increased manifold and now she has to just mention about another guy and he is hard as rock. The sex improved tremendously and she started to enjoy it although she never contemplated doing it in real. She would make up stories during foreplay and Ravi would be charged like a bull, although she has to be careful not to overdo it else he ejaculates prematurely.

Ravi woke up in the morning and saw Kavita already taken bath and was looking like a fresh rose.

"Good morning honey," she smiled handing him a cup of tea.

"Good morning darling," he pushed back on the bed rest and admired the beauty; she loves to wear Sarees and was wearing one today. Tucked far below the navel, her flat abdomen and belly button were presenting an exotic view. The blouse seems to be tight on her ample bosom and the crevice between the tities was tempting.

"What are you staring at," she blushed. He attempted to grab her hand but she slipped back giggling, "don't try to get naughty early in the morning, everyone is awake in the house and you have grown up daughters."

"Just a good morning kiss," but she giggled and moved back, "finish your tea and get ready you remember today we have to go to Delhi."

He remembered the wedding of his cousin's daughter at Delhi and the two of them were attending from the family as his daddy was busy with the business and daughters were busy with their classes. He nodded and watched Kavita's ass as she walked out 'I will get you in the train,' he murmured.

It was a big fat Punjabi Indian marriage and they enjoyed their three day stay at Delhi. While returning to take a train to Mumabi they got a bit late in the Delhi traffic and by the time they reached the railway station the train was about to leave. His cousin who came to see them off, hurriedly pushed their luggage inside the AC first class compartment door as the train started to move. They waved good bye to them and the train picked up speed.

"My god just in the nick of time," Kavita breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yeah," Ravi breathed heavily, "now help me with these suitcases and pull them inside our coupe."

Kavita pulled one while Ravi was behind her struggling with other two, she looked for 'D' and found a tall man standing on the door.

"Let me help you," he got hold of the suitcase and dragged it inside.

"Thank you so much," she smiled. Ravi manages to pull the other two and was breathless.

"Hello, I am Manoj Narang," he extended his hand, "Travelling to Mumbai," he enquired.

"Yeah, I am Ravi and she is my wife Kavita," Ravi shook hands with him while Kavita greeted him with folded hands 'Namestay.'

Kavita felt jittery as she heard his name 'Narang' his fantasy lover and boss, she looked coyly towards Ravi who was smiling sheepishly probably thinking same.

"See the vast difference in climate while it's so cold and foggy in Delhi at Mumbai it's hot and humid," Narang spoke to start a conversation, "I was to travel by plane but last moment all flights cancelled due to fog."

"Too bad, it's always dicey taking a flight during winter season from Delhi," Kavita spoke while Ravi was still catching his breath.

"I am SP (Superintendent of Police) in Mumbai police department," he continued, "came to Delhi for a meeting... you belong to Delhi?"

"Wow!! SP... You don't look like a policemen... you don't have the big belly and ugly face," Kavita exclaimed.

Narang didn't seem to mind at all and burst out laughing, Ravi also smiled customarily, "You seem to be watching too many Bollywood movies." He felt proud that at the age of forty nine also he was in good shape and don't have that pot belly synonym to Indian police.

"We belong to Mumbai and came to Delhi to attend a marriage function," Ravi explained. The small talks continued, Kavita and Narang soon started to chat like long lost friends.

The train coupe was a separate enclosure for four people, two sleeper opposite to each other and two sleepers on top of each one. They were three so they were expecting that maybe the fourth passenger would board the train from next station. Ravi dug out a book and settled down while Kavita moved to Narang's side of sleeper and sat beside him.

It was four thirty in the evening and the train will reach Mumbai next morning eight thirty five, it's a long journey but is comfortable in first class. Ravi glanced towards Kavita and was surprised finding her engrossed talking with Narang. The ticket collector dropped in to check the tickets. They handed over their tickets and after inspecting he enquired about the fourth passenger.

"Humm... must have missed the train," he spoke, "well have a nice journey and keep the door locked from inside, the next station is Kota and will reach around nine." He left and Ravi closed the coupe's sliding door.

"This is my daughter," Kavita had his mobile phone open and was showing family pictures to him almost leaning into him. Ravi felt odd at her behaviour she was not so talkative and does not open to strangers like this. Narang was showing all interest and also had his mobile phone on to show some of his own photographs.

"Ohh... she is your daughter... you don't look like a mother of a grown up child," Narang spoke while Kavita giggled.

"Asshole trying to use the same age old line of flirting," Ravi thought and was surprised to see that Kavita was giggling. He pretended to be engrossed in the book but continued to keep an eye on their activities.

Narang was surprised when Kavita sat beside him. He looked at her and found an extremely hot wife, draped in an elegant Saree. The long hairs neatly tied behind her neck and reaching upto her waist. The Saree was well below the navel and showing her flat abdomen while the boobs looks like ready to burst out of its restraints. She was sitting close enough for him to smell the sweet perfume she was wearing. He had a magazine in his hand but was hardly able to open it as she kept him engaged in talks. He continued to talk to her about his profession and she showed interest while telling him about her job and family in Mumbai. He glanced at the husband and found an average looking middle age guy engrossed in a book and paying little attention to his wife. Well he was not complaining, 'the journey would be interesting,' he thought. He showed pictures of his wife and son and continued to engage her in talk.

"This is my son, completed the CA course and would be joining a reputed firm in Mumbai soon."

"He look nice, why he didn't wanted to work in police," she enquired.

"He has chosen to study accountancy," he shrugged his shoulders.

Ravi was unable to understand the behaviour of Kavita, she has never done like this and he didn't know how to respond. Suddenly his heart leaped out of his chest when he saw Kavita leaned onto him showing him something and her shoulder met his. He saw that she didn't pull back but kept it pressed against him while continuing to talk animatedly. He felt excited; his cock grew in size and was making a tent in his pant. He quietly adjusted it and watched in amazement as she slipped closer to him and allowed her body to touch his. What is she doing? Is she flirting with this man in his presence, has she decided to make his fantasy a reality. He looked at the man, he appeared to be older than him but in good shape. He was a policeman and a masculine arrogance scintillates from his face. Then he remembered his name 'Narang' always the other man in the fantasies, he felt his gut wrench.

After sometime Narang excuses himself for a loo. 'This woman is coming onto him or is she just a talkative woman stuck with a boring husband', he thought, 'but she isn't realizing that she is sending all kinds of wrong signals.'

He walks in the corridor towards the toilets and dialled his office at Mumbai.

"Hey Sumeet," he spoke as soon as the call connected, "you have to do a job urgently and very confidentially."

"Sure Sir," Summet was all attention; it is not every day that the big boss gave some direct orders. Narang give all the details of Ravi and Kavita and asked him to verify it urgently.

"I have forwarded you a picture of both of them, verify it urgently and come back to me in fifteen minutes," he ordered. He forwarded the picture Kavita exchanged with him during the chat.

"But Sir!! Fifteen minutes, I won't even be able to reach this locality in fifteen minutes let alone verify their identity," he objected.

"Do it," he ordered and ended the call. He looked satisfied, 'I ought to know about them, if they are what she has told or is it some kind of trap, although I don't mind falling into this hot and sexy trap.' He entered the toilets, "the fourth passenger has very conveniently missed the train," he murmured.

As soon as Narang stepped out into the corridor Ravi kept his book aside and looked towards Kavita enquiringly. She smiled mysteriously.

"What is this?" he enquired.

She walked seductively towards him, "isn't this what you always wanted."

He nodded foolishly.

"Well I have decided to fulfil you fantasy," she whispered dramatically.

"But... but..." he stammered, "He is so ugly," he made a bad face.

"He is much fitter than you and beside it's me who has to sleep with him not you."

He was shocked and speechless at her blunt approach. Suddenly she started to laugh hysterically. He looked at her not understanding while she continued to laugh then she hugged him tightly.

"O' my darling husband," she crushed him against her bosom, "I wanted to give you a real feeling of your fantasy, how did you feel when I was getting cosy with him." He didn't know what to say.

"I knew you would chicken out if I ever try it in real," she continued to laugh.

"No... no... I didn't chicken out... it's just that this man does not appear to be my kind."

"Well I told you already, I am the one picking the guy and I have picked him," she smiled, "and you will never be able to approve any man I pick, that is why my darling... it is best that this remain a fantasy."

"Off course darling, you can pick... it's just that I was taken by surprise," he realized that she was teasing him and he felt the thrill, "would you do it."

"We will see," she smiled mischievously and touched his groin, "O' my god you are hard," she chuckled.

"Please do it," after the initial shock, he was feeling the thrill again.

The conversation ended as they heard Narang on the door. He had brought some sandwiches and coffee for all.

"No need to buy all this," Kavita told him, "we have so much food packed," she pulled out the bag from under the seat.

"His brother's wife packed so much," she explained and pulled out the sweet box. They shared the food like a nice fellow travellers and ate together. There was a lull in the coupe as each one was engrossed in his own thoughts. Ravi was on the edge not knowing if she is only teasing him or will actually try something. Narang was suspicious and was anxiously waiting for the call from his subordinate and Kavita was looking back at what she has started on impulse. She just wanted to tease Ravi a little bit and give him a real feeling of his fantasy and was not serious doing it actually. She was not surprised by his reaction; she knew he would be excited, jealous and hard at the same time. She glanced at Narang and felt ashamed, 'what he must be thinking about her.'

Suddenly Narang's phone rang; he looked at the caller and was happy that not in fifteen minutes but at least his subordinate had called him in one hour and fifteen minutes. He took the call and responded in 'yes,' 'no,' 'ok,' and then put down the phone looking satisfied. So they are real couple from Colaba, Mumbai, he was happy with the outcome of his enquiry. "It means that either this woman is really talkative and dumb or she is stuck up in a frustrating marriage with this guy," he thought, either way he is not complaining, 'I am going to have a nice journey,' he stretched a bit and then realized that he has to make sure that the ticket collector does not allot the vacant seat to a fourth passenger.

He went out to look for him and asked him to allot the seat to him. He looked at him suspiciously, "you already have a seat."

"It's for my friend he will board from Ratlam," he pulled out few thousand rupees notes and pushed them in his hand, "no need to issue a receipt," he told him and this ensured that he is not bothered anymore as to why he wants another seat for himself.

He returned to the coupe and slipped beside her.

"Hey show me your palm," he casually asked her.

"What!! You know how to read palm," she responded on instinct and then realised that this is the oldest trick in the book to hold the hand of a girl. She was not sure if she wants to continue but he held her hand. She quickly glanced towards Ravi and he was pretending to be engrossed in the book not knowing what is happening around.

"Humm, you are well educated, married at a young age," he started like he is reading from her palm.

"So suddenly you became a palmist," she chuckled.

"Yes I know how to read palm," he continued telling something from commonsense and caressed her hands looking directly into her eyes. She blushed.

Ravi stretched yawning and put his book down. He got up and walked out for a loo and Kavita became very nervous being left alone with him. As soon as the sliding door was shut Narang pulled her towards him. She fell face first over his chest and he moved his other hand around her taking her into his embrace. She instinctively tried to pull back but he held her firmly and placed his mouth over her lips.

Ravi stepped out into the corridor and walked toward the toilets feeling aroused. He felt a strange excitement like he has never felt before. Will this man try to take advantage of his absence; he wanted something to happen but was not sure what the possibilities in this situation are. He entered the toilet and started to take a leak finding it extremely difficult to piss with erect penis.

All the teasing since evening and the illicit nature of the activity had made Kavita extremely horny. Narang was grabbing her boobs over the blouse and was squeezing it hard as Kavita opened her mouth and kissed him back eagerly. She darted her tongue forward and let him suck onto it. She arched her body in pain and groaned as he pinched the nipples.