For Raman's Viewing Pleasure pt 2 updt pg 13 - back to 2014 ;) - Page 3

Originally posted by: prachii

Wow ! Ishita is bold taking initiative.sensual update .Good one .

Would love to read next part 😊

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Apologetic Ishita Part 2

He frowned at the petticoat which prevented him from looking at her butt and thigh, he felt like ripping it off but first, he wanted to kiss his wife, his oh so sexy wife. With that thought in mind, he looked at his wife with a determined expression looking for the perfect spot to start his kisses...

He started with her forehead which was adorned with the vermillion of his name, further down at those downcast eyes and lashes, the cute little nose, those lustrous full lips maybe? No, those could wait. He continued his search further down to Ishita's smooth neck and collarbone, further down...Bingo! There it was, the hollow valley in between her breasts, the slightest bit of cleavage that her modest blouse failed to cover. Without warning, Raman grabbed Ishita's waist with both his hands and dived head first into Ishita's chest and left open mouth kisses on her bare skin. Ishita's hands shot up into Raman's hair due to the sudden onslaught, Ishita threw her head back and let out an involuntary "Oh followed by some "Mmm-s and "Ahh-s. Raman whose head was still buried in Ishita's chest smiled naughtily at the reaction he was getting from his Madrasan. It made him feel like a King.

Raman used his lips and made his way up to Ishita's neck which he kissed thoroughly, followed by her chin and finally her lips inserting his tongue and swirling it in her mouth. Ishita was gone from Earth and transported into a whole new world, all she did was try her best to stand up straight and not stumble since Raman was too busy fumbling with her petticoat to hold her up. She did not know exactly what he was doing down there because the petticoat seemed to remain intact if not become even more tightly wrapped around her hips. She couldn't even protest with Raman lapping up her mouth - not that she was complainig, his kisses seemed to be getting rougher and more forceful by the seconds and Ishita was loving every bit of it trying her best to keep up. Finally Raman detached his lips and shouted, exasperated,Ye kya bakwas hai?! looking down at the petticoat. Ishita just stared at him dumfounded but quickly recovered just so that she wouldn't miss the chance to answer him back sarcastically,Saari kabhi dekhi nahi hai kya? He was still frowning angrily at the petticoat and tried one last time to undo it, giving it a rough tug which made Ishita stumble. "Arey kya masla hai?! an annoyed Ishita reacted while simultaneously holding his shoulder to retain her balance and at the same time nudging him for his roughness. Again, Raman shouted, "Nikaal phenkh isse, pata nahi kya kapron ki thaand pehne phirti hai Madrasan ki bachi. Seedha Punjabi suit phenti to abhi humara next session bhi shuru ho raha hota. Mujhe ghur kya rahi hai utaar na apni ye Kanjivaram ki dukaan, Raman continued when he found Ishita pouting at him. Ishita started undoing her petticoat while muttering something about how khadus Raavan Kumar was right in front of the man himself as Raman who was unfazed by Ishita's name-calling or insults continued to stare daggers at the petticoat. Raman got impatient and started fumbling with the petticoat again over Ishita's hands.

"Kitni jalbaazi hai aap ko, Ishita continued to reprimand Raman as she tried to move his rough hands away so that she could remove her petticoat.

"Ye kaam jitni jaldi ho sakke karna chahiye, Raman answered.

Meanwhile, in the living area, Shagun had came to visit for God knows what and the entire family was having lots of fun making fun of her fuelled by the little shouting match Raman and Ishita were having giving an obvious indication of what was going on inside the bedroom.

Suddenly, "RRIIIP In his impatience Raman had literally ripped the petticoat down from the opening where Ishita inserts the drawstring and the shreded garment pooled around Ishita's ankles on the floor.

"RAMAN!!! Ishita screamed, "Aiyooo meri sari... Ishita continued her ramblings with a worried expression in a mix of hindi, tamil and english imediately regretting not wearing her zipper or buckled up petticoat since that would have been easier for Raman to remove and her petticoat would have been saved. Raman had enough of all the distractions that was preventing him from doing what he wanted to his wife and in order to shut Ishita up, he fused his mouth with hers immediately silencing her. When he felt Ishita ease into the kiss, Raman detached his lips from hers which earned him a disappointd moan. Raman smiled as he watched his wife's expression. Her closed eyes, slightly parted lips and slight frowned gave a good mixture of satisfaction, anticipation and disappointment at how the kiss ended too soon for her liking. Raman joined his forehead with Ishita's and whispered onto her lips, "Kal nayi sari laa dunga, Moti.

That was when Ishita became aware of her current state. Here she was skimpily clad in her underwear in a fully lighted room. She started becoming very self conscious and tried to use her arms to cover her chest and tummy. Raman decided that he was going to be merciless tonight, the past few nights he was all tender and loving and easing his Jhansi ki Rani into the activity. But after her little act with the kheer earlier, he knew she was ready to go one level up. Raman stepped back a little and folded his arms across his chest with the index finger and thumb of his right hand rubbing his chin. He watched, amused, as Ishita squirmed and blushed, her arms thrown across her chest and tumy in a failed attempt to cover her exposed skin.

Ishita was embarrassed and shy and her husband has turned into Raavan Kumar again. Him watching her was just making her blush harder. Raman started walking around Ishita so that he could look at her back side half of which was coverred with her hair but he didn't mind since his madrasan had a splendid bum for him to admire. Ishita waited for what seemed like eternity for Raman to do something and bring her out of her misery but nothing. Her torture king did nothing and now she did not even know what he was doing since he was standing behind her. Finally Ishits turned and looked at Raman with puppy eyes before looking down again and moaned,Ramannn, Raman found her too cute with that action and burst out laughing. He pinched both sides of Ishita's cheek and kissed them before bringing her into a innocent bear hug which sooned turned passionate as they started feeling each other with their hands and rubbing on each other. Raman's hands which were initally on Ishita's back, travelled down to her bottom which he cupped and squeezed. He decided then and there that this was his favourite part of her body although that kept changing as he discovered more of her, initially it was her her upper back, and then her neck, a few days ago he could not get enough of Ishu's breasts and now her butt. Raman had started randomly kissing Ishita's neck and shoulders as his hands continued to knead her ample butt. All of a sudden Raman's eyes fell on the momentarily forgotten bowl of kheer lying on the bedside table and got a brainwave. He bent down, picked Ishita up in his arms and made two big steps to their bed where he laid her down in the middle of the bed while he sat down beside her facing her. Ishita just gazed up at Raman dreamily as he admired his wife's almost naked form again.

He loved this woman, he loved every bit of her.

The loving gaze from Raman was overwhelming Ishita and she tried to turn on her side to escape his look but that only fuelled the fire that was building up inside Raman as he looked at Ishita's bra hook. He used this to his advantage and expertly unhooked Ishita's bra with one hand. Raman then firmly grabbed Ishita's hip with one hand and turned her back into the initial position. All Ishita could do was lie there with her palms covering her face and even that was going to change. From his past experiences with his wife, Raman knew Ishita liked to used her hands strategically whether she did it intentionally or on reflex was another matter. But tonight was Raman's night, it was his night to ravish his wife in whiever way he wanted as a payback for ignoring him for a full 24 hours. Even Raman himself did not realise how childish he sounded. Today he didn't want Ishita's hands to cover her face when she was shy or to resist him or to give her some form of support when she was at the brink of her release. He wanted his Ishita to be bare in front of him in all sense of the word. With that thought in mind Raman hurried to the cupboard and brought out a puple coloured tie. When Ishita felt Raman get out of bed she peeked through her fingers to see what he was up to. Ishita was about to burst in anger when she saw Raman taking his tie out of the cupboard thinking that he was preparing to go to office fro some "important kaam. But the anger soon turned into confusion when instead of putting the tie around his neck, Raman started walking towards the bed. The confusion was then turned into horror when Raman grabbed Ishita's unhooked bra from the front and pulled it off roughly causing her breasts to bounced about due the impact. The sight of Ishita's shaking breast further increased Raman's impatience and he grabbed both of Ishita's hands, placed them above her head and tied her wrists to the headboard. Knowing what a sherni his wife was, Raman tied another knot above the first knot to ensure that Ishita would not slip her hands through the tie. Ishita was horrified and started protesting and thrashing about. Although Ishita could move her hands she could not separate her wrists. Her sudden movements were making her breasts shake vigorously which only made Raman even more beastly. Ishita saw that her protests were falling on deaf ears as Raman was enjoying her shaking breasts with a naughty smirk oh his face. For some reason it turned her on. When Raman realised that Ishita had stopped shaking, and now her breasts were just rising and falling with Ishita's pants Raman looked up into Ishita's eyes and said, "Ho gaya aap ka drama? Ab main kheer khaoun?

Confused, Ishita only managed to let out a "huh?! when she saw Raman dip the bowl of kheer above her and she felt cold thick liquid spreading on the middle of her belly. Raman marvelled at how Ishita's tummy was twitching upon contact with the kheer. He took his position and sat astride on Ishita's thighs and rested one of his palms on the right side of Ishita's hip. With his free hand, he joined his middle and index fingers and started spreading the kheer all over Ishita's stomach and chest, paying special attention to her nipples and making sure to fully coat her mounds with a thin layer of the sweet white dessert. Ishita closed her eyes as she enjoyed the sensations Raman was giving her through his carress. Raman took his time and was very thorough. Once Raman was done with Ishita's tummy and chest , his joined kheer coated fingers travelled in one line up Ishita's throat, over her chin and into her parted lips. Ishita opened her eyes and stared at Raman.

"Chus, Raman ordered.

Originally posted by: DikshaN

fabulous and hot update
loved their kheer romance
do continue soon

Part 3

Raman had started to slowly slide his finger in and out of Ishita's mouth and Ishita was now swirling her tongue around his fingers occassionally closing her eyes as she got into the mood. Raman stared in wonder at how sexy and seductive his supposedly decent wife looked, her hands restraned and just the expressions of her face had got him mesmerised. Ishita then stopped and looked at Raman like she wanted to say something so Raman removed is fingers from her mouth and briefly licked them himself while he stared at her intently. Ishita stared right back at him and asked suggestively glancing down at her torso,Isse saaf kon karega?

Raman too followed her gaze and looked down at Ishita's kheer coated body hungrily. For once, instead of giving her a sharp reply. Raman modestly placed his right palm over his heart closed his eyes and gave a slight bow.

"Banda aap ki khidmat mein haazir hai Jhansi ki Rani

But what he did after that was no where near modest. He swiftly unbuttoned the rest of his shirt and chucked it aside after which he went straight for Ishita's collarbone where the white liquid had collected in the hollow space between her collarbone and shoulder. Raman went crazy and started licking, kissing and sucking various parts of Ishita's chest similar to what she did to him just a while ago. Raman pressed his plams into the bed on either side of Ishita as he ate the kheer off her body. Raman licked the Kheeer of the side of Ishita's breast, his tongue went a full circle around her breast and then it made a smaller circle around her nipple. Raman decided not to give any attention to that delicious piece of hers yet. In fact he thought while observing how turned on his wife had become, he decided not to give attention to any part of his delicious wife. He would continue to turn her on till she was desperate and needy and then stop and challenge her to ask him to do things to her directly. He was going to rid his beautiful and shy wife off her bashfulness. He knew he was being evil but he really wanted Ishita to open up to him, lose all her inhibitions around him. as for Ishita, she was trying her best to surpress the moans escaping her mouth, she knew they were no longer the soft sighs that could still pass off as appropriate but why was Raman not kissing her at the right places?! he would come so close if he would just do what he usually does. He told her what she wanted when she herself did not know, he showed her what she wanted then why today...

Maybe he is tired today, thought Ishita, but how could it be a few nights ago he came back from a really busy day which started even before the sun rose and ended just after midnight and yet he blew her mind off with his performance. Or maybe he just got bored with her, but, if that was so, why was he so upset about me not being there for what a day? She smiled at the memory of how pissed Raman was just because he couldn't get her attention kitna cute...OMG! Ishita was brought out of her reverie when she felt Raman's tongue in her belly button while his fingers just lighly grazed the wet spot on her panty. Ishita waited in anticipation for him to proceed from there. But he didn't, okay maybe just do that again, but he didn't. Instead Ishita had to go through the torture of feeling Raman's hot breath on parts of her body that she wished Raman would kiss or at least touch. As for Raman, he was enjoying every bit of the torture he was inflicting on his Quuen. "bari dheet hai waise, itna hil rahi hai saaf dikhayi de raha hai ke raha nahi jaa raha phir bhi mun se ek shabd nahi, he thought and it was true, all that came out from Ishita's mouth was soft moans of disapppointment. Raman smirked and chuckled each time Ishita moved her body upwards towards his lips as discreetly as she could in an attempt to silently tell him what she wanted and he understood very well and on other nights he would oblige without making her say it like a gentleman. But that was because Ishita was new to all this and he wanted to pleasure her as much as he could and cater to her every need and want. But tonight it was different, his Jhansi ki Rani was ready, more than ready actually, Raman corrected himself when he remembered how Ishita teased his nipple with her tongue like an expert. Moreover, it was his night, so this was her punishment for neglecting him Raman decided as he continued torturing her with unfinished kisses and carresses ignoring her restless legs or the way she was restlestly moving her body as much as her restricted hands allowed her to. By now, Ishita knew Raman was up to something. Her hints got more and more obvious and yet Raman did not get it, or rather, he was knowingly ignoring it. Her Raavan Kumar was driving her crazy.

Ishita started her little pep talk to herslf: Urghhh whatever, he is my husband and its not like I want this, he is the one who introduced all this to me aur ab aadat bhi banali aur waise bhi pati se kya sharam, khud hi bol deti hu...nahi nahi aaj seh leti hun pheeka pheeka adhoora sex, kal phir se form mein aa jayega...ufff Raman did it again just as Ishita was decdidng to let it go. And this time he really did it. She could feel her heart beating really fast and her body jerked on reflex.

"Raman, Raman please, panted Ishita desperately.

"Please kya Ishita? asked Raman innocently but Ishita did not miss the mischeviousness in his voice.

Ishita felt like punching her lover who was currently between her legs turning her on but holding back just enough to frustrate her to the very core.

"Kuch nahi...ooh being her egoistical self, Ishita almost decided to let it go again when Raman once again caused havoc with her senses. Ishita felt Raman pulling away before he finished what he started and panted,Raman please no, continue please...

Raman smirked into Ishita's inner thigh and huskily asked,Aise? before he proceeded to pleasure his wife.

"Yesss..Mmm,

"Yahaan?

"Jee, aur zor se please...Yesss...Raman thora neeche. Raman aah Ramannn...Aap apni zubaan bhi use karein na please...,

Raman was amused at how polite his wife was even in this situation. That was probably because he was leisurely loving his wife and obliging to her requests. "Aaj to iss bheegi billi ki cheekh nikalwa ke hi rahunga, a determined Raman thought...

Raman then settled himself in between Ishita's legs and spread her legs to enter her ever so slightly, just enough for her to get excited. He watched her closed eyes and her heavy breaths as she waited in anticipation for him to fill her up and again he didn't. Ishita groaned in frustration and frowned at him while he raised an eyebrow at her, "Kya chahiye Ishita jee? Raman asked smoothly one of his hands on Ishita's left upper inner thigh while the other holding his member, the tip slightly touching Ishita's entrance. As much as Raman was dying to thrust himself deeply into his wife whom he adored, he was really enjoying the little game they were playing and found the will to control himself since Ishita was giving him a treat with her expressions and reaction. As for Ishita, she felt tortured, Raavan Kumar was at it again and she could see he was loving it. He was challenging her. At other times Ishita would have accepted the challenge but right now she could no longer hold back and tried to interwine her legs around Raman's hips to try and force him into her but her husband whom she considered to be small-size was actually very strong and resisted her easily.

"RAMAN! an exasperated Ishita shouted

"huh, kya? Raman raised his eyebrows as he sported his most innocent expression.

"Please daalo na,

Raman raised his eyebrows even higher at her request keeping his innocent expression intact but he did nudge his member a little bit into Ishita's entrance and that was enough to make Ishita scream in agony and anticipation.

"YESSS, AUR PLEASE, RAMAN ZOR SE, MMM YAAA, Ishita continued screaming incoherently as Raman groaned and grunted while he slide his member in an out of her slowly at first and then with increasing speed as Ishita encouraged him. Raman felt Ishita tighten around him and her expressions clearly told him that she was having an orgasm. Finally he came and emptied himself inside her. Althought Raman was spent he carefully lowered himself slightly to the side ensuring that he didn't put his entire weight on Ishita since Ishita would not be able to brace herself with her hands tied up. Raman settled his head on Ishita's chest with his cheek pressed against Ishita's left breast. After a few deep breaths Raman started tracing patterns on Ishita's bare skin over her hip, tummy and right breast which now had a layer of perspiration on it.

"Bhot khubsurat ho tum madrasan, khud to tu pagal hai hi mujhe bhi apna deewana bana liya, Raman whispered into Ishita's chest.

In reply, Ishita just said, "I love you Raavan Kumar

Raman just chuckled and said,Jaanta hu

"Ramannn mere haath azaad kardo na main ne bhi aap ko choona hai, Ishita moaned like a child.

"Nahi. Raman replied straight-away indicating that it was his final deision.

"Ramannn pleease na baba pouted Ishita.

"Abhi to aap ko punishment bhi deni hai jo aap ne mujhe nazar andaaz kiya, Raman threatened.

"Kya bol rahe ho, what punishment main ne kya kiya aur aap aise punishment nahi de sakte... Ishita started rambling only to have Raman's palm over her mouth and his two fingers slightly in her mouth.

"Iss haalat mein bhi lecture dene se baaz nahi aati dentist kahi ki, chup chap leti reh, main ne aaraam karna hai thora, Raman demanded as he buried his face into Ishita's breast fully.

All Ishita could do in response was sigh as she frowned and looked down at Raman's head. But the frown soon turned into a wide goofy smile as she continued to look at Raman's hair and his shoulders and all his body parts within her view. This was hers, only hers. All of him was for her. She remembered how her little Ruhi gave Raman to her as her Mother's Day gift and laughed at the memory thinking of how cute her daughter was and how she was making full use of her little Ruhi's present, actually it was the other way around but she didn't mind at all, neither did she mind her arms getting sore from being tied up or the stickiness of their bodies as Raman continued resting on top of her. Raman could feel Ishita laughing but didn't have the energy to pass her a snide remark but he still couldn't help thinking, tsk, jhansi ki rani ko phir se pagalpan ka dora parh gaya.

To be continued...

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