Rahul gulped down whisky and kept the empty glass on the table. He looked at her glass. She sipped the last bit of whisky from her glass and gave it to him. She expected him to refill the glasses, but he kept the glass on the table and came closer to her. He took her in his arms said, “You are beautiful and intelligent.”
She looked into his eyes and asked, “Can I ask you something?”
“Sure,” he said.
“You are a handsome man. Beautiful women will like you. You can have any woman you want. But you make me feel like I am your wife and baby’s mom,” she said and asked, “What do you really want from me?”
Rahul smiled and said, “I don’t know. Sonama was a lesbian. She didn’t care about me. You care for me, and you take care of baby. You are beautiful and you satisfy me. Maybe I just want you to stay with me for now.”
Alfreda smiled and asked, “Aren’t you bothered that I am a transwoman and I have a penis?”
Rahul pecked a kiss on her lips and said, “I am bothered by your penis.” He looked into her eyes to see her reaction. Seeing her confused, he said, “I am bothered because it is cute. Sometimes I want to kiss it and suck it but I am afraid of becoming gay.”
“You can’t become gay, Rahul. You have been having anal intercourse with me,” she said and asked, “Are you confused about your sexual orientation?”
“Maybe, I am confused because I was raped by my uncle when I was 13,” he said and looked into her eyes.
“Oh no!” she said, shocked and concerned by the unexpected revelation.
“He groomed me and made me believe it was normal to have sex with a man,” Rahul said. He smirked and continued, “I believed him and liked having sex with him. But after I became older, I realised what he had done to me. He had made me gay. I hated him and I hated all LGBT stuff. I realised I was more attracted to women than men. I married Sonam. She turned out to be a lesbian. But I didn’t give up. After she passed away, I was determined to have sex only with women. But when I saw you, I was very attracted to you and when I was told you are a transwoman, I thought you will understand the abuse I went through.”
Alfreda touched his left cheek and asked, “What did he do to you?”
“I’ll show you what he did to me. You’ll understand why it’s not my fault for liking what he did to me when I was just a boy,” Rahul said.
Alfreda wanted to say, ‘It’s not your fault‘. But she thought it would help him if he showed her what he had gone through. So, she said, “Okay. Show me what he did to you.”
“Great!” Rahul said, sounding excited. “More whisky?” he asked.
“Sure. I’ll have it with ice,” Alfreda said.
Rahul poured whisky in both the glasses and added ice cubes in Alfreda’s glass. He gave the glass to her and sat down on the chair. She had a sip and savoured the taste of whisky.
Rahul sipped whiskey and said, “Okay. I’ll show you what my uncle used to do to me.”
“Okay,” Alfreda said, wondering what he was going to do to her.
“Come closer. Stand before me and turn around,” Rahul said, excited.
Alfreda smiled. She sipped whisky and went closer to Rahul. She stood before him and turned around. Sitting on the chair, his face was at the right height to look directly her plump wide buttocks which looked beautiful decorated by her green and blue Bandhani printed Saree.
She smiled feeling his hands grab her butt cheeks and squeeze them with her Saree, petticoat and panties. Then, he lifted her Saree and petticoat and pulled her panties down to her knees. His hands grabbed her bare ass cheeks, caressed the smooth skin and squeezed the soft flesh. His fingers caressed the cleft of her buttocks from top to bottom, feeling her smooth skin, anus and testicles. He dug his face between her ass cheeks and kissed her anus. She felt shivers run down her spine. She smiled and sipped more whisky. His tongue licked up and down the insides of her butt cheeks. He planted quick kisses on her buttocks, butt crack and her anus. His fingers spread her ass cheeks apart and he inserted his tongue into her anus. He licked the insides, moistening the inner walls of her anal hole with his saliva. As the concentration of nerve endings in her sensitive anus began to respond with pleasure, she kept her glass on the table. She lifted her Saree and petticoat higher, and jutted out her ass. She put her hands behind, grabbed her ass cheeks and spread them apart, giving him more room between her ass cheeks to dig in. He thrust his tongue deeper into her asshole and moistened her hole with his saliva. She pressed her soft bottom on his face and encouraged him to eat her ass. Kissing, licking and nibbling on her ass, he moved his left hand between her thighs and grabbed her cock. He fondled her thick cock, cupped and caressed her sperm-filled testicles.
After a few minutes, he kissed her anus one more time and pulled back from her bottom. He took his glass from the table and sipped whisky.
She pulled her panties down from her knees to her feet and removed it. She looked at him and asked, “Did your uncle do that to you?”
“Yes. But he did other things that confused me,” Rahul said and stood up. He began removing his clothes.
Alfreda chuckled. “What other things did he do to you?” she asked, and let her Saree and petticoat drop down, covering her bottom and legs.
Rahul sat on the chair completely nude and said, “I’ll show you. Remove your blouse and come here. Sit on my lap.” He took finger food from a plate and ate it. He washed it down with more whisky.
Alfreda removed her blouse and bra and kept the clothes on a chair. She felt good exposing her swollen breasts and nipples to the gentle summer breeze. She took her glass and had one more sip of whisky, looking at his hard cock. She felt a strong desire to feel it inside her. She kept the glass on the table and took a step closer to Rahul.
“Lift your Saree and sit on my lap,” Rahul said, spreading his legs apart and patting on his left thigh.
She lifted her Saree and petticoat above her bottom. She felt fresh as the gentle wind caressed her bare legs, buttocks and her erect cock. She went to Rahul and stood between his spread legs. She turned and lowered her bottom to sit. Rahul put his left hand under her bottom and made her sit on his left leg in a way that the back of her thigh rested on top of his thigh and her bottom protruded out.
“Perfect!” Rahul said, and Alfreda put her right arm over his shoulder for support.
Rahul cupped her right-side breast and squeezed gently. Then he squeezed her other breasts. He moved his left hand in the crack of her buttocks and caressed the smooth skin of her ass crack and her perineum. Then he pressed his middle finger on her anus and caressed the puckered little tiny sensitive ring.
“Hmm…” Alfreda moaned and looked at him.
He kissed her lips and asked, “Do you want my dick up your ass?”
Alfreda chuckled and said, “Of course, I want it up there.”
“I love it up your ass. But let me first show you what my uncle did to me,” Rahul said.
“Hurry up. I can ‘t wait anymore,” Alfreda said and laughed.
Raul laughed. “Take that Ketchup bottle,” he said.
Confused, Alfreda took the Ketchup bottle from the table and looked at him. He showed his index finger and middle finger, and said, “Squeeze Ketchup on my fingers.”
She smiled wondering what he was up to. She squeezed out Ketchup from the bottle on his fingers till he told her to stop. Then Rahul moved his hand under her bottom and touched her anus with his Ketchup covered middle finger. He pressed the tip of his finger against her anus and opened it. He pushed his middle finger inside her anus slowly, spreading the Ketchup on the inner walls of her anal hole. He wriggled the finger inside her asshole which made her laugh, feeling ticklish. Then he pulled his middle finger out. He pressed the tip of his index and middle fingers on her anus. Her anus opened and he slowly pushed inside. Alfreda whimpered and jerked forward with little pain and discomfort. He put his right hand around her waist to keep her still and pushed his fingers deeper. She closed her eyes and endured the mild pain. His fingers slipped into her knuckle deep. Then he pulled his fingers little out and pushed back inside. He repeated the movement again and again, finger fucking her asshole. Just when Alfreda started to like it, he pulled his fingers out and showed only his middle finger to her. She squeezed more Ketchup from the bottle on his middle finger till it was thickly coated. Then Rahul inserted his middle finger back into her asshole, knuckle deep. His fingertip found her prostate. It felt soft and smooth as he gently massaged it. She felt briefly like she wanted to urinate but as he continued massaging pleasure began to emanate from her g-spot. He cupped her testicles with his right hand and caressed her sperm filled balls. He moved his hand on her cock and wrapped his fingers around the cock-shaft. He stroked her cock while massaging her prostate deep inside her anal hole. Overwhelmed with pleasure, she whimpered and looked into his eyes.
“Do you like it baby?” he asked, affectionately.
Smiling, she nodded her head. She moved her right hand down and grabbed his thick and long cock.
“You can have that too,” he said and kissed her lips. His mouth covered her mouth, and his tongue swirled in her mouth. He licked and sucked, kissing her passionately. His right hand stroked her cock-shaft and his left hand’s middle finger gently massaged her prostate. She wanted to cry out in joy as pleasure soared through her body. She broke the kiss and moaned with pleasure.
He rubbed his face on her breast and began sucking the nipple of her right breast which was closer to him. Milk quickly filled his mouth, and he swallowed. Fingering her prostate, he sucked milk from her nipple and milked her cock. He stroked her cock-shaft faster and faster. Soon, her balls churned with cum and made its way to the exit. She grabbed an empty glass from the table and kept it before her cock, just in time when her cock began to ejaculate hot, creamy cum. He felt her cock twitching in his hand and stopped sucking her nipple. He stopped stroking her cock and cupped her balls. He gently massaged her balls and her prostate, watching her cock spurt cum into the glass. She looked at him and kissed him thankfully.
After the last drops of cum, spurted out of her cock, she kept the glass on the table. As she stood up, his finger popped out of her anus. Her Saree dropped down covering her bottom and legs. She took her whisky glass and sipped the last few drops of whisky. She looked at Rahul. He was drinking and slowly stroking his cock. ‘Poor baby. I should make him cum,’ she thought and asked, “Rahul, do you want more whisky?”
“Yeah. Top it up. Just two ice cubes please,” Rahul said and gave her the glass.
She took the glass from him. She filled their glasses with whisky and ice. She gave him the glass and took a sip from her glass. She kept her glass on the table and took the glass that had her semen. She bent down, grasped his cock-shaft and held it straight. She poured her cum on his piss-hole slowly. Her cum trickled down on his cock-shaft. She spread her cum on his cock-shaft with one finger. Then, she lifted her Saree and petticoat, and moved closer to him with her legs astride. Standing with one leg on each side of his legs, she put her hands behind her and grabbed her ass cheeks. She spread her ass cheeks apart and lowered herself till she felt his cock between her ass crack. She grabbed his cock-shaft with her right hand and guided the cock-head to her anus. She pressed her anus against the tip of his cock-head and the cock-head popped into her asshole. Her heart skipped a beat and she closed her eyes happy to have his cock-head inside her. With her eyes shut, she carefully lowered, slowly impaling herself on the thick, long cock shaft. Her rectum stretched open with mild pain even though her anal-hole was lubricated by her cum and ketchup. She tolerated the pain, spread her ass cheeks more with her hands and slowly lowered herself. Inch by inch the thick cock stretched her asshole and moved inside, deeper and deeper. When she felt his balls on her buttocks, she knew his cock was fully inside her. She opened her eyes and smiled with relief. She could feel his cock-head throb deep inside her while his cock-shaft stretched her asshole painfully. But the pain was slowly turning to pleasure as she sat on his lap. She smiled at him. He managed a half-smile with a drunken look on his face.
Her asshole felt stretched and stuffed but that’s the way she like it. She felt his cock throbbing inside her and rested her plump ass on his thighs. He pecked a kiss on her lips loving the warm and tight grip of her asshole around his cock. She looked into his eyes and said, “It’s good we are having an honest chat today.”
“Yeah,” Rahul said and asked, “Do you understand why I treat you like my wife and mom for my child?”
Alfreda smiled and said, “I understand, Rahul.”
“Do you think I am gay because I used to like it when my uncle penetrated my asshole?” Rahul asked.
“Rahul, you are not gay. Your uncle groomed you, brainwashed you and abused you. You were just a boy. I understand your trauma,” Alfreda said and gently stroked his hair.
“Yeah, I am not gay! I love women and I love you!” Rahul said loudly.
Alfreda understood he was drunk, but she wanted to correct him. So, she said, “Rahul, I am not a woman. I am a transwoman.”
“Fuck that! Sonama was a woman, but she was a fuckin’ lesbian. You love me. You are the real woman!” Rahul said, raising his voice.
Alfreda felt a warm feeling of love for him. She cupped his face with her palms and kissed his forehead. Then she gently pulled his head to her chest. He kissed her chest and rubbed his face aganist chest. She stroked his hair with love. He lifted her left breast and took the aroused nipple in his mouth and sucked. She looked down at him affectionately and smiled.
Breastfeeding Rahul, Alfreda slowly lifted herself up, letting his thick cock slide a bit out of her anus. Then she lowered down taking it fully back inside her again. The penetration was smoother with the fluids spread around her anal passage and on his cock-shaft. She rose again, letting his cock slide half out of her anus. Then she lowered, letting his cock slide back into its comforting hole. Rahul stopped sucking her nipples and moved his head back understanding that she wanted a ride.
Alfreda pulled her Saree and petticoat above her buttocks. She lifted herself up letting half his cock slide out of her anus. Then she lowered and took his entire cock inside her again. She like it and moved up and down again and again, riding on his cock elegantly like a female jokey. She kept her hands on his shoulders and slowly increased the pace. She relaxed her anal muscles as she went down on his cock and sucked on his cock as she moved up. She moved her hips up and down faster and faster, pounding frantically. His balls felt swollen and his cock throbbed. He grunted and groaned as she rammed her son’s cock into her asshole with almost blinding speed. He couldn’t control himself any more. He clutched her ass with tight fingers, pulled her down and stopped her from moving up. His cock lurched deep inside her asshole and sprayed thick, boiling semen.
Alfreda looked down at Rahul’s handsome. His head was lifted up and his eyes were shut. She could feel his cock jerk as he shot cum inside her asshole. She put his arms around his head and pulled him to her chest. She held him in that position till his cock shrunk and popped out of her anus. Just at that moment baby began to cry. She got up and rushed into the bedroom. She took baby from the crib and went to the bed. She sat on bed and breast-fed baby.
After baby slept, she kept baby in the crib. She went to the terrace. Rahul looked drunk. She sat on a chair opposite to him and asked, “Are you okay, Rahul?”
“I am okay!” Raul said, sounding a bit drunk.
“Do you understand the open relationship I have with Abhishek and Ragini?”
“Of course. I understand,” Rahul said and nodded.
“So, can I meet Abhishek tomorrow?” Alfreda asked and sipped whisky.
“Sure. I like the open relationship idea. I am used to it because Sonam had a sexual relationship with Keerthi while she was married to me,” Rahul said and smiled.
“Thanks for understanding, Rahul,” she said. “It’s good we had an honest conversation. I really think transparency is the key to having a good relationship.”
“I agree with you,” Rahul said and asked, “Can a man disagree with his wife and have a good relationship with her?”
“Stop it, Rahul!” Alfreda said, “You’re really making me feel like I am your wife.”
“I’m just honest,” Rahul said.
Alfreda hoped he was honest and asked, “Rahul, do you want to show me anything else your uncle did to you?”
“Yeah… He was a crazy mother fucker! He used to fuck me every chance he got…. He made me gay…. But I am not gay anymore!” Rahul said slurring his words.
Alfreda also felt little drunk. She didn’t want to waste any more time. So, she said, “Show me what he did to you.”
“Yeah! Get up and bend over on the wall,” Rahul said pointing the right side of the terrace wall.
Alfreda looked at the terrace wall, quickly analysing the possible dangerous of having sex at that spot. She decided the location was safe because it was a concrete wall, and the height was slightly more than half her height. It looked like a good spot for her to bend over and get fucked. She got up and let his long cock shaft slip out of her asshole. She let her Saree drop down and said, “Let’s finish it before baby wakes up again.”
“Yeah,” Rahul said and stood up.
Alfreda held on to Rahul’s left arm and they went to the terrace wall staggering a bit. When they reached the wall, Alfreda lifted her Saree and petticoat above her hips. She bent over on the terrace wall and spread her legs. Her swollen breasts hung like melons and her aroused cock dangled between her thighs. She kept her elbows on the thick, strong wall and enjoyed the view of coconut trees, streetlights and houses at a distance.
Rahul stood behind Alfreda. He looked at her bare bottom and admired her well-shaped, plump buttocks. He knew he was a bit drunk, but he wanted to show her how his uncle had abused him and tried to make him gay. He knew she would understand him and pressed the tip of his cock against her anus. Her anus was tight but as he pushed harder, the tight brown ring strained inward and opened. His penis stretched her anal canal as it forced its way smoothly into her well-lubricated asshole. He watched the length of his cock slowly disappear into her anus and she felt his penis smoothly scrape into her asshole. When his cock was fully inside her, he sighed with relief and she moaned with pleasure.
She could feel the huge length of his bone-like thick cock stretched in her rectum, but it also felt as if it was deeply embedded in her belly. The glans of his cock throbbed deep inside, and it felt alive. Her heart thumped like a drum as she waited with excitement, anticipating him to start stroking his cock inside her asshole. But she was not in hurry as she was just happy having his cock fully plugged inside her rectum. She didn’t feel any pain. It just felt like his cock belonged inside her. She moved her right hand between her thighs, caught her hard cock and gently stroked it.
Rahul liked it inside her asshole. He liked the heat, snugness and the firm grasp of her anal sheath around his cock.
“It feels so good inside you,” Rahul said, massaging her buttocks.
“It’s nice to have you, Rahul,” Alfreda said and smiled.
Rahul was happy she liked having his cock inside her. He liked her more than his late lesbian wife Sonam. He had married Sonam without knowing she was a lesbian. She had never satisfied him. But Alfreda satisfied him even though she was a transwoman. He put his right hand below her belly and wrapped his fingers around her hand which was slowly stroking her cock. As their hands stroked her cock together, he pulled his cock back and pushed inside her asshole. He began to feel good! Very good. He began to get excited. He pulled back and thrust deep inside her again. Her tight anal ring stretched like an elastic band around his thick cock, and it looked like it was devouring his cock again and again. He began fucking into her faster and deeper. She removed her hand from her cock and kept it on the wall for support fearing she might lose balance. But Rahul grabbed her cock-shaft and stroked it, while fucking her asshole at a steady pace and rhythm. She loved the amazing feeling as his cock-shaft repeatedly stroked fast into her asshole and his hand stroked her cock faster. His crotch rammed on her plump ass every time he thrust his cock into her asshole causing loud sounds—Thap! Thap! Thap!
The sounds of Rahul banging Alfreda’s ass was loud, but he didn’t care. He was desperate to fuck and cum inside her asshole. He let go of her cock and held on to her slender waist.
Alfreda grabbed her abandoned cock and stroked it faster, moaning with pleasure as she was getting fucked in her asshole vigorously by alcohol fueled sexual passion. Her asshole stretched and burned from the friction caused by his cock repeatedly stroking and thrusting against the sensitive inner walls of her asshole. She began rocking her body back and forth, with his rhythm, stroking her cock and accepting his cock inside her asshole, again and again.
Fucking her, Rahul admired her beautiful rocking ass, and his cock began to burn feverishly. He couldn’t hold it off it anymore. His whole body stiffened, and his prick rammed deep inside her. She gasped, then mewed with pleasure as she felt his warm spurts of cum and twitching of his cock inside her asshole. She stroked her cock faster and faster and within a few seconds after he ejaculated, she ejaculated.
Rahul sighed and lapsed forward on her back. Alfreda rested on the terrace wall holding her cock and spurting cum. She felt as if she had been on an amazing joy ride that had finally slowed down. She felt his cock soften and shrink inside her asshole. She heard him gasping and asked, “Is it over, Rahul?”
“It’s over for now,” Rahul said and pushed back, his soft penis slurping out of her cum filled asshole.
Feeling exhausted, they straightened up and made their way to the chairs. Their bodies began to relax after a very exciting fuck session. They sat on the chair and sipped whisky.
“That was amazing!” Rahul said and winked at Alfreda.
Alfreda smiled and said, “It was great, Rahul. I liked it. What your uncle did to you was wrong. But what you did to me was just amazing.”
“I’ll never let anybody do that to me ever again!” Rahul said and shook his head.
“I understand, Rahul,” Alfreda said and gave him a comforting smile.
Alfreda smiled shyly at him and shook her head. They spent the rest of the evening talking, laughing, and drinking. When they were tired and sleepy, they went to the bedroom. Rahul lay on the bed and fell asleep quickly.
She removed her clothes and went to the bathroom for a shower. After a refreshing shower, she stepped out of the bathroom and wore a floral, sleeveless, knee length nightie. She sat on the bed next to Rahul and wondered if he really thought of her as his wife. She hoped he was honest but she knew it would be foolish to take the words of drunk person seriously. She lay next to him and fell asleep.