Homely married girlfriend Swathi’s sexual encounter – Part 13

Hi guys, this is Harsha back again with one more part of Swathi’s sexual adventures.

After Swathi got fucked by Irfan, his cousin and his friend Shariff, her holes were badly hurt, and she didn’t meet me or anyone. She didn’t even respond to my calls and messages.
After a week, I met Swathi alone in the ground-floor elevator. She went out for a walk with her kid and was returning to her home. I held her hand, pressed the floor button in the elevator, and took her to my house quickly without anyone noticing. Swathi was saying she cannot come and said to leave her hand. I didn’t listen. I opened the main door, took her and her baby inside, and closed the door.
Swathi was wearing a T-shirt and track pants.

Me: What’s wrong with you, Swathi? Why are you not responding to my calls and messages?

Swathi didn’t say anything.

Me: Come on, Swathi, I’m talking to you.

Swathi: Nothing, Harsha. I was not well. So couldn’t reply to you.

Me: Ohh!! Are you ok now? Shall we go to a doctor?

Swathi: No, I’m fine now. That was a bad decision to get fucked during my period.

Me: I told you not to. But you didn’t listen to my words and went on getting fucked like a newly married girl.

Swathi: Hmm…leave that matter. I won’t have any sex from now on during my period.

I hugged Swathi and her baby.

Me: Where’s your husband?

Swathi: He again went to Chennai last night.

Me: Oh, you didn’t even tell me about his travel to me. When will he return?

Swathi: Maybe a month. He said he will search for a house there in Chennai, so that we can move there.

Me: Whatt!!! You guys are moving to Chennai???

Swathi: Yes, my husband said to me.

Me: Ohh dear, if you go to Chennai, what about me? I will miss you, dear.

Swathi: Lol, don’t be childish…I have to stay with my husband, na.

Me: Ya, but you can stay here only na and he can come and go every weekend.

Swathi: Hmm… No, Harsha, that would be difficult for him.

Me: Please try to convince him, dear.

Swathi: Hmm..to be frank, I am getting fucked more by others than my husband. If I stay here, I may end up getting fucked daily. So better to go, Harsha.

Me: I’m sad, dear, atleast you have to stay with me all this month till your husband comes back and takes you both to Chennai.

Swathi: Ok, Harsha….. Don’t be sad… I will be there for you on the phone, na.

I took her baby from her hand and placed the baby on the sofa.

Me: Are you ok now? Is your period cycle completed now?

Swathi: Yes, I’m ok. Yes, it’s completed.

I hugged Swathi tightly and kissed her lips. She too responded to my kiss and we had a deep lip lock, inserting our tongues and licking each other’s lips. After a 10-minute-long lip kiss, I lifted Swathi and took her to the bedroom. I placed her on the bed, and I quickly removed her t-shirt and pants. After some kissing and pressing of her boobs, I’ve removed her bra and panties too and made her completely nude. I also removed all my clothes. This time, Swathi had a clean-shaven pussy. I quickly put on a condom and applied some saliva to Swathi’s pussy and rubbed my dick in her pussy. Swathi got turned on instantly and was moaning.

Swathi: Don’t tease me, Harsha… Enter into me na.

I slowly entered Swathi’s pussy and lip-locked her with my lips. After some strokes, I wanted to change the position.
I asked Swathi to sit on my dick and ride me. She sat on me, and she herself guided my dick slowly into her pussy and started jumping on it. She was jumping very slowly and rhythmically. Swathi’s boobs and her mangalsutra were moving up and down due to her jumps. I made her jump till she was tired and then changed the position to doggy and fucked her from behind. We both reached our climax together, and I’ve cummed inside the condom. After some rest, I fucked her ass. Swathi was struggling a lot and shouting in pain while I was fucking her ass. So I had not fucked her ass for long, and I got the button plug, which I had brought for her earlier. Applied some oil to her ass and the butt plug, and slowly inserted it into her ass, leaving it inside her ass. I took her mouth and inserted my dick deep into Swathi’s throat and started ramming her mouth. Swathi was choking and drooling saliva. In five minutes, I cummed in her mouth and made her drink my cum.

After that, we both took some rest, and I got up and dressed. Swathi also got up from the bed.

Swathi: Harsha, remove this from my ass.

Me: No, dear, let it be there for today. You won’t feel any pain or discomfort next time when your ass is pounded.

Swathi: But it’s a bit uncomfortable, Harsha.

Me: It will be ok, dear, come, I will help you stand up.

I went and helped Swathi to stand. She stood, put on her bra, panties and then her pants and T-shirt.
After some time, we went to her flat and got all of Swathi’s stuff and her baby’s stuff and shifted to my flat. I got all the luggage and we came back to my flat. Swathi went to the sofa and started breastfeeding her baby. I was looking at them, and in the meantime, I ordered food from my mobile. After some time, food came and went, and we had our lunch together. After lunch, I again fucked Swathi’s pussy multiple times that day. I made her keep the butt plug inside her ass till the next morning. The next morning, she said she wanted to go to the washroom, so I removed the plug. I took a leave for a week and enjoyed the whole week with Swathi. I fucked all her holes countless times daily in different areas of my house. She drank loads of my cum. I fucked her during cooking, bathing, while eating food, while cleaning, etc, etc, etc.

I made her dress in different dresses she had on a daily basis, like saree, chudidar, professional shirt and pant, sometimes just a bra and saree, sometimes like a maid, sometimes like an item heroine. I did all the fucking of her pussy, ass, and mouth all week.

One day, Irfan called Swathi, and he said that in the coming three days, his cousin Yousuf’s marriage was happening, and invited her to the marriage. Swathi said she cannot attend the marriage as she cannot come alone.

After some time, Irfan called me as well and invited me to Yousuf’s marriage; he mentioned bringing Swathi to the marriage multiple times.
I told him to ask Swathi and her husband to come to the marriage. Irfan again called Swathi and told her that she has to come to the marriage, definitely. Later, Yousuf also called to Swathi and invited her to his marriage. Somehow, Swathi accepted their invitation and said she would come to the marriage. Swathi came to me.

Swathi: Harsha, let’s go together to Yusuf’s marriage.

Me: Are you sure?? Will you come?

Swathi: Why….. Any problem if I come?

Me: If you come to the marriage, Irfan will definitely take you and fuck you.

Swathi: I don’t think so, Harsha… He will be busy with the marriage preparations. It’s his cousin’s marriage, na.

Me: Irfan will fuck you for sure. Mark my words.

Swathi: Let’s see.

Me: So, are you also coming to the marriage?

Swathi: Yes, legs go together.

Me: Your wish, dear.

The next day, Irfan sent a parcel to Swathi through Rapido. Swathi went down and came with the parcel. She opened the parcel before me, and there were sarees.

Irfan called Swathi on her mobile and said to wear those sarees for his cousin Yousuf’s marriage events. He also said he would be sending a car to pick up her and me. After the call, Swathi tried those sarees. All sarees are decent without much exposure. Only the blouse’s back was deeply cut.

The marriage day came, that morning, Swathi wore a red saree and a suitable deep back cut blouse for it and got ready. She wore the saree with a single-layer pallu below her navel. She looked beautiful and homely with neatly plaited hair, mangalsutra and other ornaments in her neck and sindhoor on her head. I hugged Swathi and said Today, she’s more beautiful than on any other day. I kissed her; her white bra strap was out of her blouse. I pushed the strap inside her blouse. I quickly got dressed up and was ready to go to the wedding.
At some time, Irfan called both me and Swathi and said a car was waiting down in the apartment parking area to pick us up. Swathi stood up and picked up her baby and a bag that contained baby stuff. Seeing Swathi, I was horny and wanted to fuck her now. But the car is waiting downstairs, and it would also get late for the marriage.
But I pulled back Swathi and zipped down my pants and took my dick out.

Swathi: Harsha.. are you crazy…

Me: Yes, dear, crazy about you.

Swathi: Come on, Harsha, not now. We will be late for the marriage. You can have me after we return from the marriage.

Me: No, dear, I can’t control myself. Please blow me without getting your makeup disturbed.

Swathi: You are literally crazy. But please don’t cum on my face, and don’t make me choke. I will only blow. You don’t push it in my mouth.

Me: Ok, dear.

I sat on the sofa. Swathi kneeled slowly in the saree, took my dick, and started to hand job it. After she kept my dick in her mouth, she sucked it with her beautiful pink lips. For 10 minutes, she sucked my dick, and I was about to reach my cum. Then I stood up, held her head, pushed my dick deep inside her mouth, and released my warm cum inside her throat. Swathi swallowed it. She quickly removed my dick from her mouth, went inside, washed her mouth, applied lipstick, and in the meantime, I got ready. Swathi and I both have missed calls from the driver and Irfan. Swathi and I, along with her baby, reached the parking lot and found the car and boarded it.

The wedding destination was very far from the city. It nearly took an hour to reach. We reached the wedding place by 11 AM. We went into the function hall. On the ground floor, all the men were there. So Swathi and I were sitting outside as the ceremony was going on. Irfan saw us and came to us. He straight away came and hugged Swathi and complimented her beauty. He greeted me as well. Irfan placed his hand on Swathi’s shoulder and asked us to come with him.
We started to walk. Irfan is walking with his hand on Swathi’s shoulder.

Irfan: Swathi, you are very beautiful and hot in this red Saree.

Swathi: Thank you, Irfan.

Soon, Irfan took us into a room which has a bed and an AC. Irfan closed the door as we got into the room and kept the bolt. He took Swathi’s baby and put the baby on the bed. Irfan hugged Swathi and started kissing her lips, and pressed her boobs against the saree.

Swathi: Irfan… Stop… What is this…. Your cousin’s marriage is going on now.

Irfan: let it be… I can’t resist seeing you in this beautiful saree. Let me enjoy your company quickly.

Swathi: Stop it, Irfan. Not now.

Irfan: This is our place, Swathi…. Please allow me now, atleast for a quick blowjob.

Saying this, Irfan was hugging and smooching Swathi’s lips. I was looking at them after some time of kissing. Irfan broke the kiss and was kissing Swathi’s neck.

Swathi: Irfan, we can do it later. Now stop this.

Irfan didn’t listen to her. Irfan climbed onto the bed and stood on it. He made Swathi sit on the bed, and he took out his erect dick from his pyjamas and kept it before Swathi’s lips. Irfan held Swathi’s mouth, and Swathi opened her mouth and sucked Irfan’s dick. Irfan lost his cool and started to fuck her mouth fastly. Swathi was gagging. In five minutes, Irfan cummed inside Swathi’s mouth and made her drink it. Irfan pulled his pyjamas up and got out of bed. Swathi went to the washroom, cleaned her mouth, and came. Irfan again stood up and kissed Swathi’s lips. Swathi pushed Irfan away and said he had to go and help with the wedding activities. Irfan gave an angry, dissatisfied look and went out of the room.

Swathi adjusted herself. Swathi and I, along with her baby, went to the function hall and sat on chairs in the last row. The ceremony was going on. After some time, Nazeer and his two cousins, Altaf and Ismail, saw us and came to us. They all greeted me and Swathi. They sat on chairs beside Swathi. After some time, the baby started crying. Swathi said to me she needed to feed the baby and opened her bag, took out the milk bottle, and started feeding the baby.

But the baby is not drinking milk from the bottle. Nazeer said to go to the room and feed the baby. I too agreed with what Nazeer said and asked her to go and feed. Nazeer took Swathi to a room. I was sitting in the function hall, only to see that she would return quickly after feeding her baby. After some 45 minutes, I was waiting for Swathi, but she didn’t come. I asked Altaf which room Nazeer took Swathi to, and I went to that room to find Swathi and her baby. The room was very far from the function hall. The room door was locked. I knocked on the door, but no one opened it. I kept knocking for some more time, but no one opened. So I went back to the function hall.

I sat in one of the chairs and waited. Took my mobile and called Swathi, but she didn’t answer. The ceremony was almost completed. Yousuf and his wife said the qubool hai three times and are done with the signatures.

It’s been 2 hours since Swathi went to feed her baby, and still she’s not back. Everyone started to go to lunch. I called multiple times to Swathi’s mobile, but no answer.
Altaf and Ismail asked me to come and have lunch, and they accompanied me to the dining area. We three finished lunch.

Ismail: Me: Ismail…where’s Swathi and Nazeer? It’s been a long time since they went, and no one is opening the door. Did I knock on the correct room door?

Ismail: Yes, Sir, I said the correct room number only. Maybe you might have mistaken it for another room. Come, I’ll show you.

Ismail and I went again to the room. It was the same room. This time, Ismail knocked on the door.

Ismail: Nazeer bhai…. (knocking on the door by saying Nazeer’s name).

This time, the door was open. A different person, just in his shorts without a shirt, opened the door. Ismail went in quickly, and I followed him into the room. I heard Swathi was moaning. I went in, and what I saw in the room was disgusting. A man was on the bed, and Swathi was on him with his dick in her ass, and Nazeer was on Swathi with his dick in her pussy, Irfan was standing beside, and Swathi had Irfan’s dick in her hand, and one more person was mouth fucking Swathi. Two other guys are sitting nude on the chairs and watching the fucking session. A total of 7 men, including me and Ismail, make up 9 men in the room. No one is wearing a condom. Her red saree was thrown on the floor, and her blouse was also on the floor beside the bed. Swathi’s bra, panties and petticoat were on the side table of the bed.

The baby was sleeping on another bed in the same room. There was a lot of milk spilt on the floor, assumed to be Swathi’s breast milk and some urine as well.

Me: What the hell is going on here?

No one responded to my words, and they were all in their own business in fucking Swathi. One by one, they exchanged her holes and drilled her. The situation was like stray dogs circling and eating food when given. I took a chair and sat. Swathi was all in a high with moaning and shouting. The fucking session continued till evening, 4:30 pm. Everyone targeted her pussy and leaked their cum inside Swathi’s pussy. All were exhausted and were scattered around the room. Slowly, one after the other, they dressed and went out of the room. Swathi was on the bed with her eyes closed after a heavy gangbang.
I woke up Swathi and asked her to wash her body so we could go home. Swathi went to the washroom to clean her body and hair. I went out of the room to book a cab as there was no mobile signal inside. It took me 15 minutes to get a cab booked as we are far away from the city. I came back to the room.

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The next part would be the last of the series.