How I understood my real value

Hi everyone! My name is Khushi. I am a 38-year-old housewife with two children. I have been married for eight years. My husband is an owner of three convenience stores. He is business-orientated. He is usually very busy managing the shops and trying to expand the business. The shops are very profitable, but he is still a miser. He never has money or time for me. So I had made it a point to remind him that I felt ignored and needed more attention from him. He always gave me the same answer. He said he was too busy working hard for the family, and I don’t appreciate his hard work. I was mentally, physically and emotionally deprived of love and attention. But that changed last year when he had a change of heart and decided to take me on a holiday.

We left our children in my parents’ house and went to Himachal. On the way there was a landslide which delayed our arrival at the hotel. We arrived late, at 6 pm. I felt fresh because I had a good nap in the car, but my husband was tired after the long drive.

After we checked into our room, I quickly removed my sweaty salwar suit and headed straight to the bathroom for a much-needed bath. After having a bath, I draped a saree and wrapped a warm shawl over my shoulders and head to protect myself from the chill. Then we set out for a walk. After a brief stroll, we had dinner in a good restaurant. By 8:30 pm we returned to the hotel room.

As soon as we reached our room, my husband began drinking whisky. I sat on the sofa and watched TV. After ten minutes, he sat on the bed and said he was tired. Before I could think and reply, he had fallen on the bed and gone to sleep.

I was disappointed. I got up from the sofa and removed my shawl. I went to the mirror and checked my reflection. What is wrong with me? Why doesn’t he like me? I asked myself. I had worn a good light blue saree, hoping he would find me attractive and have a romantic night with me. I understood that he was busy and tired, but there was no excuse for not making love to me for five months. It confused me more because I knew I am not a bad-looking woman. I am 5′ 6″ tall with a light skin complexion. I am not too fat or too thin. My body measurement is 36-28-38. I’ve been told that I have a pretty face and a good figure. So I just couldn’t understand why my husband didn’t find me attractive. I was frustrated. I wanted to get some fresh air. I covered my head and shoulders with the shawl and left the hotel room.

A young guy at the reception looked too tired to look at me. I ignored him and went out. I started walking towards the shops where there was more light. There was very little traffic and very few people on the streets. The moonlight illuminated the streets more than the streetlights. As I approached the shops, I noticed most of the shops were closed. One of the shops that was open was a small chai stall. There was one guy outside and a chaiwala inside the shop. The guy outside was smoking cigarettes and drinking chai. It was a bit scary being alone, but I didn’t hesitate because there were still people walking on the street. So I went closer to the shop, craving to drink hot chai. The guy who was smoking was looking at me, but I ignored him and asked the chaiwala to give me one chai. The chaiwala quickly poured hot chai in a glass and gave it to me. I sat on a wooden bench that was outside the shop and sipped hot tea. The sweet chai was so refreshing that I closed my eyes just to enjoy the taste for a moment. When I opened my eyes, I saw the guy who was smoking was coming towards me. My heart started beating fast. The guy casually sat next to me and said, “Hello, Ma’am. My name is Raghav.”

“Hello,” I said with hesitation and fear.

“Do you like the chai, Ma’am?” he asked.

I told him it tasted very good. He said he also liked the chai and told me he and his friends had come on a vacation. He said one of his friends was getting married next month and they had come to have fun before he got married. He told me the name of the hotel they were staying in. The hotel was just two buildings away from the hotel I shared with my husband, so I felt relatively safe. Moreover, Raghav was a young guy in his early twenties. He had a polite nature, which put me at ease.

We spoke till I finished drinking chai. Then I paid the chaiwala and told Raghav goodnight. He looked a little disappointed, but he said good night. I began walking towards the hotel, hesitating to return to the hotel room and sleep next to my drunk husband. But I had no choice.

I reached halfway to the hotel when I heard Raghav’s voice. “Hello, Ma’am.”

Surprised, I looked at him. He was standing next to me with a grin on his face. “Please come to my room, Ma’am,” he said.

“Why?” I asked.

“My friends are not in the room. They’ll come only after midnight,” he said.

Confused, I asked, “But why do you want me to come to your room?”

He gave me a naughty smile and said, “I like your company, Ma’am. You are very sweet.”

I considered it for a moment, gazing into his eyes. I could see lust in his eyes. He had been checking me out from the moment I had spotted him at the chai stall. I was curious to see what tricks he would try with me. Besides, I knew my husband wouldn’t wake up till the morning because he was exhausted and drunk. So I said, “Okay, I’ll come to your room. But I’ll just stay for a few minutes.”

Raghav grinned happily, and we walked together. We walked past the hotel where I was staying with my husband and went to the hotel where Raghav and his friends were staying. The receptionist at the hotel was a middle-aged man. He gave us a suspicious look. Raghav told him, “She is my auntie.”

“Namaste, madam,” the receptionist said.

I nodded with a smile and went with Raghav to his room. He opened the door. The room looked messy, and it smelt of cigarettes and alcohol. There was one double bed, a TV and two chairs. There were alcohol bottles on the chairs. Raghav began to remove the bottles from the chairs. I told him I’ll just sit on the bed, fearing spilt alcohol could stick to my saree. He apologised and said his friends smoked and drank too much. I told him it was okay and sat on the side of the bed. He hesitantly sat next to me and smiled.

I smiled seeing him hesitate and asked, “So what do you want to talk about?”

“I don’t know, Ma’am. I just wanted to enjoy your company and admire your beauty,” he said.

I wondered why he thought I looked beautiful because most of my upper body and bottom were covered by the shawl that was wrapped around me. Curiously, I asked, “What is beautiful about me?”

“Hmm…I like your face, Ma’am. You are very beautiful,” he said.

I chuckled and stood up. I removed the shawl and asked, “How do I look now?”

“Wow! Ma’am! You are so hot! You have a superb figure!” he said, looking stunned.

I laughed, feeling a boost of confidence, flattered by his admiration for my appearance.

He stood up and came closer to me. I looked at him, fearing the sexual hunger I saw in his eyes. I thought I should leave the room, but I secretly liked what I saw. He quickly hugged me and started kissing my lips. His hands moved all over my body, and his tongue swirled in my mouth as he kissed me with a passion that my husband had only shown me during our first year of marriage. I could feel the hardness of his penis pressing against my crotch. I longed to feel it inside my vagina, as I had not had sex with my husband for five months. I was craving sexual intimacy too much to stop him from doing what he was doing to me. But suddenly there were knocks on the door. Raghav stopped kissing and asked, “Who is it?!”

“It’s Gaurav! Open the door!” a guy said from the other side of the door.

“Damn! It’s my friend!” Raghav said, freeing me from his arms.

I took a step back with my heart beating fast and covered my belly with the saree’s pallu. Raghav opened the door. A big young guy stormed into the room, followed by two more young guys. The big guy looked at me and said, “Wow! She’s hot!” Then he looked at Raghav and asked, “How much are you paying her?”

I was relieved when Raghav said, “Gaurav, she’s not that kind of woman. I just met her at the Chai shop.”

Gaurav came close to me and said, “I’ll take you on a tour to heaven for any amount you ask.”

I could smell alcohol on his breath, but I was amused that he was willing to pay me any amount to take me on a tour to heaven. Playing along for fun, I said, “I’ll take 10,000 rupees for one hour.”

Gaurav stepped back and examined me from head to toe. Then he looked at me again and said, “You are worth it.”

I didn’t think he could be serious. But before I could say anything, he pulled out a travel bag, unlocked it and took a bunch of notes. He waved the notes at me and said, “I’ll give you 40,000 for four of us.”

I was shocked. I didn’t know what was happening. I looked at Raghav, confused.

“Please, Ma’am,” he requested.

I looked at the other guys and Gaurav. “You want to pay me 40,000 rupees for one hour? I asked, expecting confirmation.

“Yeah, 40,000 for one hour with all of us,” Gaurav confirmed.

“One hour is enough for us to take you for a trip to heaven,” another guy said, and the guys laughed. But Raghav didn’t laugh. He angrily rebuked the guy. “Akshay! Don’t tease her!”

“Sorry, sir! I won’t tease your girlfriend!” Akshay made fun of Raghav, and the other guys laughed.

“Hurry up, guys! She’s hot. I need to fuck her!” the guy who was shortest and had the lightest skin colour in the group said.

“Shut up, Sameer!” Raghav snapped.

Gaurav gave the bunch of notes to me and asked, “Deal or no deal?”

I thought about it for a moment. The guys were all young and handsome. My husband had lost interest in me, and he rarely spent money on me. Suddenly I realised it was an opportunity I may never get again. I looked at Raghav. He pleaded, “Please, Ma’am.”

I looked at Gaurav and said, “Okay. But no photos and videos. Keep all your mobiles and cameras in the closet.”

Gaurav looked at the other guys. The guys shrugged. He looked back at me and said, “Okay.”

I took the money and said, “Deal.”

The guys laughed, pumped their fists and high-fived. Even Raghav laughed and thanked me.

“Guys, remove your clothes! It’s time to fuck her!” Gaurav yelled, and the guys laughed.

“Not so soon!” I said. “Keep all your phones and cameras in the closet,” I reminded them.

The guys kept their phones in the closet. I wrapped the bunch of notes in my shawl and kept it on a table next to the bed. I saw the guys removing their clothes, and I slowly undressed, hoping the guys won’t be disappointed when they see my naked body.

The guys removed their clothes first and watched me remove my clothes. When I was only wearing my bra and undies, I heard sounds of admiration. Feeling shy, I didn’t take off my bra and undies. I saw their penises, and my legs felt weak. I couldn’t believe their penises were larger than my husband’s penis. Maybe I was surprised because I’d only seen my husband’s penis until that moment. I stood frozen, seeing them stroking their large penises in their fists.

“She is wearing a mangalsutra,” Gaurav noticed.

“Your husband is lucky!” Akshay said, and smirked.

“Fuck that! She is wasting our time! Hurry up!” Sameer yelled, frustrated.

“Relax, guys. She is nervous!” Raghav said and moved behind me. He unhooked my bra and removed it.

The guys gazed at my breasts and made lip-smacking sounds. “Delicious,” Akshay said and took a step closer to me. He grabbed my breasts and squeezed them. He bent, took the nipple of my right breast in his mouth and sucked. Sameer quickly stepped forward, squeezed my left breast, pinched my nipple, bent and sucked my nipple. Gaurav stepped forward and stood close to me between his two friends who were sucking my nipples. He cupped my face with his palms, his mouth covered my lips, and his tongue explored inside of my mouth. My undies were pulled down to my feet, and I felt kisses on my buttocks. I was pleasantly surprised, knowing it must be Raghav. I felt kisses on the groove and on my anus. Though it felt a bit uncomfortable, I was curious to see how much they liked me. They were doing things to me that my husband had never done. I was touched by their love for my body.

I felt fingers on my vulva. A thumb rubbed on my clit, and two fingers penetrated my vagina. Akshay and Sameer were still sucking my nipples and squeezing my breasts. Raghav was still behind me. His hands were still holding my buttocks apart, and his tongue was inside my anus. So I was curious to know who was touching my vagina, but I couldn’t look down as Gaurav’s kiss was too engaging. The fingers rubbed my clit and penetrated my vagina. I couldn’t help moaning with pleasure.

I felt the fingers pulling out of my vagina. Sameer stopped sucking my nipple, and he stood straight. “Guys, she’s very wet. Let’s fuck her.”

That’s when I realised it was Sameer who had been touching my vagina.

Gaurav broke the kiss and said, “Take it easy, Sameer. We’ll keep her with us all night.”

“What? All night?” I asked. “You only paid me for one hour. Please, hurry up,” I requested.

“Bitch is very time conscious! Let’s shut her mouth with our cocks!” Gaurav instructed the guys.

They pressed my shoulders down and made me kneel on the floor. They pointed their penises at my face. I kissed their penises one by one. Raghav was still kneeling behind me. His hands were squeezing my breasts and his penis was rubbing on my buttocks. He kissed my neck, ears and cheeks as I kissed his friends penises. His friends lost patience and rubbed their penises and testicles on my face.  They attempted to push two penises into my mouth. My mouth hurt, and I resisted.  Luckily, they quickly understood my mouth was too small to accommodate two large penises at once. So they let Sameer penetrate my mouth first because he had less patience than the other guys.

Sameer firmly held the sides of my face with his hands and thrust his penis repeatedly into my mouth. Gaurav and Akshay rubbed their penises on the sides of my face and neck. Raghav had settled behind me, pressing his penis in the groove of my buttocks and squeezing my breasts. I sucked Sameer’s penis, hoping he would finish soon. Luckily, he finished after five minutes, but disappointingly, he ejaculated into my mouth. Holding my face tightly he made me swallow even while I choked. It was the first time I swallowed semen, and I didn’t like it.

One by one the guys made me suck their penises. But luckily no one else ejaculated in my mouth. After I sucked their penises until they were satisfied, they told me to kneel on the side of the bed and bend over. I got on top of the bed and knelt on the side. Someone’s fingers rubbed on my vulva and they put their fingers inside my vagina. Then I felt the head of a penis between my vulva and looked over my shoulder. Gaurav was standing behind me, on the floor. I felt his penis penetrate my vagina, and my stomach churned with anticipation. As the penis slid into me, I was sure that it was thicker and longer than my husband’s penis. I wanted to cry with joy, feeling a penis in my vagina after five months.

Akshay and Raghav climbed the bed from the other side. Akshay lifted my head and pointed his penis at my mouth. I opened my mouth, and he pushed his penis inside my mouth. It felt as big as Gaurav’s penis, which was quickly moving in and out of my vagina. I sucked Akshay’s penis. Raghav knelt beside me on my left side and squeezed my breasts. I was surprised when I felt a finger pressing against my anus. I looked over my left shoulder and saw Sameer standing next to Gaurav. Seeing me looking over my shoulder, Sameer pressed his finger harder on my anus, and his finger slipped into my anus. It was a very uncomfortable moment. My husband had never put his finger into my anus.

I tried to ignore the finger in my anus and kept sucking the penis in my mouth while Gaurav’s penis repeatedly penetrated my vagina, bringing me closer to an orgasm. I’d never been in such an awkward situation, but it felt good in a strange way. The guys liked me so much, they were caressing and squeezing every part of my body. I was not even able to breathe properly as I sucked Akshay’s penis, but I liked having sex after a long time. Raghav was rubbing his penis on the side of my face, waiting for me to suck it. Gaurav was thrusting his penis into my vagina faster and faster, making me feel so good that I couldn’t control myself anymore.

After a few minutes, I climaxed, and Gaurav ejaculated, pressing his crotch against my buttocks while his penis spurted semen inside my vagina. At that moment, I was relieved I had an IUD placed in my uterus a year ago.

After Gaurav was done, he pulled his penis out and asked, “Who is next?”

“My turn!” Akshay said and pulled his penis out of my mouth.

Akshay told me to turn around and face the pillow side of the bed. I followed his instructions. And, to my surprise, Akshay put his fingers inside my vagina, pulled out his fingers and put his slippery fingers inside my anus. His fingers dug deep into my anus, spreading the fluids from my vagina inside my anus. I didn’t understand what he was trying to do. I just laughed, feeling ticklish. But after a few minutes, when I felt the tip of his penis pressing against my anus, my heart started beating fast with fear. I had never had anal intercourse with my husband. Before I could resist, his hard penis painfully penetrated my anus. I nearly cried feeling the sharp pain. My body twitched forward, and my eyes filled with tears, but he pushed his penis fully inside my anal passage. It hurt and felt so stuffed. I tried pushing his penis out, but his hands were holding my waist tightly and pushing his penis deep into my anus. I took a deep breath to deal with the pain. To make matters worse, Raghav pointed his penis at my mouth. I stared at him with frustration. He smiled and said, “Please, Ma’am.”

I controlled my anger and opened my mouth. Raghav pushed his penis inside my mouth. I sucked his penis, trying to bear the sharp, stuffing pain in my anus. Akshay slowly moved his penis outward, which gave me little relief for a moment. But before I could sigh with relief, he pushed his penis back into my anus, sending a sharp pain through my spine. In my mouth, Raghav’s penis felt like a bite stick to tolerate the pain. But instead of biting it, I tolerated the pain by sucking it hard.

Akshay’s penis moved in and out of my anus very fast, making my anal passage burn. Unable to bear the pain, I attempted to move forward and let his penis pop out of my anus, but he held my waist tightly and repeatedly penetrated me. Luckily after a short time, he ejaculated. His semen was such a welcome relief as it soothed the burning sensation inside my anus. He ejaculated, groaning with relief before he pulled out his penis.

Three down, one to go, I thought. Akshay had ejaculated in my anus, Gaurav had ejaculated in my vagina and Sameer had ejaculated in my mouth. I hoped Raghav would finish it fast so I could return to my hotel room.

Raghav went behind me, and his hands held my waist. I was surprised when I felt the tip of his penis pressing on my anus. I had expected him to penetrate my vagina because he’d come across as a polite guy, but he too seemed to prefer unnatural sex. He pushed, and his firm penis moved smoothly inside, lubricated by Akshay’s semen in my anus. He penetrated a few times before he pulled out and pushed his penis into my vagina. I was happy to have him inside my vagina because it felt more natural. He thrust his penis repeatedly inside my vagina till we climaxed at the same time. As he ejaculated inside my vagina, Raghav bent over on my back and kissed my neck and the sides of my face. He kissed my right ear and whispered, “Thank you, Ma’am.”

After Raghav finished ejaculating and pulled his penis out, I was about to get down from the bed when Sameer said, “My turn.”

I was surprised Sameer wanted to have sex again after ejaculating in my mouth just before a few minutes. He told me to lie down on my back and spread my legs. I did as I was told. He lay on top of me and penetrated my vagina. He thrust his penis inside of my vagina again and again desperately till he ejaculated. He lay on top of me and kissed my lips as he ejaculated in my vagina.

After Sameer was done, I got down from the bed. The other guys were drinking from beer bottles, looking exhausted. I quickly put on my undergarments, wore my saree, covered my shoulders and head with the shawl and concealed the money under the shawl.  The guys wanted me to stay. I told them I will come next night and have sex with them for free. They were excited. They asked for my phone number. I lied to them that I didn’t have a phone number and asked them for one of their phone numbers. Raghav gave me a business card and asked me to call anytime. I told him I’ll call him and left their room.

I went to the hotel and entered the room quietly. My husband was still fast asleep. I undressed, took a bath and wore clean clothes. I lay next to my husband and fell asleep feeling exhausted and sexually satisfied after five months.

I didn’t go to the guys’ room the next day. I was glad I had not told Raghav which hotel I was staying in. My husband and I stayed in Himachal for three days, but luckily I didn’t see the guys around.

After that experience I understood my real value. I contacted an agency and became a part-time escort. I secretly work twice a month. The money is good, and I am happy. My husband works hard, but he doesn’t care about me. I take care of myself and our children. We are a happy family.