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Hi all, I am Mrinalini, married for the past one and a half years to the love of my life. We have been in relation for the past 6 years. I had many good experiences till 6 months before my marriage. But after that, I turned out to be a loyal housewife.
But some incidents changed it all and brought the slut in me back. Let me tell you about me. I am 5.1 in height and a little chubby side with 36-31-35 stats. Thanks for all the love for my sexual adventures.
So you have been reading how my husband’s colleague started to fuck me. First, in his flat. The second time he seduced me in the gym and fucked me in the cellar. So, this is a continuation of the previous story as well as the gym part.
You read that my husband informed me that his colleague will come home to pick up some files. So I took a bath and wore a red saree with a matching sleeveless blouse. When the doorbell rang, I walked to it. I was surprised when I opened it, looking at the people in front of me.
It’s none other than the handsome hunk who is using my holes. There was another guy equally handsome but dark. I got to know that he is one of the interns working under my husband’s colleague. I asked them to take their seats and asked what they would like to have.
My husband’s colleague said, “Don’t be so formal, Mrilanini. I visited your house many times earlier. I know you make delicious coffee. Let my friend here get a taste of it. I will help you in making it fast.”
He came after me into the kitchen. Once I placed the milk on the stove, he hugged me from behind, smelling my damp hair and kissing my neck. I was getting turned on.
If he had come alone, I might have asked him to fuck me hard there in the kitchen. But since we had another guy sitting outside, I asked him to stop. That’s when his finger poked my navel. I let out a soft moan as he fingered my navel and circled it. His left hand reached for my left boob.
He held it hard, squeezing it. I was leaking below. His right hand left my navel and slipped into my saree, trying to reach my wet pussy. The hair over my pussy touched his hand. He started to play with the pussy hair rubbing his hand all over it and pulling the hair that he could get hold of.
I was in heaven, and that’s when the milk was ready and about to overflow. I pushed him away and made the coffee. He looked at me with pleading eyes, showing his bulge. I wanted to tease him, so I pushed him aside and walked to the other guy with the coffee.
All three of us had coffee, and I could see my husband’s colleague was upset and angry. I liked it, and while they were leaving, I teasingly said, “See you in the gym in the morning.” He was so angry and left the place. I went back in, did my work, and slept.
I was eager to see how he would take his revenge for not pleasing him the other day. In the morning, I avoided bras and just wore a sleeveless t-shirt and pants. He was in the gym, and I went over to him and wished him well. He did not respond and turned to the other side.
I went after him wishing him good morning as pussy was on fire and longing for his hard dick. But he didn’t give a fuck, so I looked around and found no one in the gym yet.
I went near him and hugged him from behind. But there was no reaction from him. I touched his abs with my hands and pressed my boobs hard over his back. Still, he was not responding. I slid my hands into his track and caught his dick. It was limp, and he immediately pushed me away.
I was shocked and asked, “What the fuck is wrong with you?”
He replied, “You only reach out to me when you need a dick to get your holes filled. Later you act like a fucking stranger. Just like what you did yesterday.”
I didn’t understand and said, “What the fuck is wrong with you? I am married, and I like your fucking dick, so I spread my legs to you. I am just a slut whom you can fuck as you wish, but I should also keep my reputation. Don’t you get it?”
He looked at me seriously and asked, “So you want me to fill your dirty pussy with my dick?” I felt shy, looked down, and nodded my head. He then pulled his track down, showing his semi-erect dick, which started to grow now. He said, “Come and take it slut. Suck it as if you are dying to taste it.”
I went and knelt, taking his warm dick in my hand and took it in my mouth. I started to experience it growing as I sucked it. He caught my head and started to fuck my mouth, cursing me very filthily.
“You fucking slut, you demand when to get your holes filled? I will make you a whore and let many men fuck your dirty holes, tearing them. One look at them and your useless husband would know that you have been used like a fuck toy by many men.”
I began to rub his balls and take his dick into my deep throat. His moment got quicker as I did my work with both hands and mouth. He didn’t take the time to fill my mouth with his protein. When I got up and turned back, I saw the young boy who witnessed us fucking in the cellar looking at us.
My husband’s colleague’s dick was still hanging out while I wiped his cum off my lips. As I continued to work out, the young boy was looking at me with his eyes filled with lust. My nipples were hard and visible over my t-shirt, and he was looking at them.
He also stared at my boobs while I ran on the treadmill. Without any bra, they were uncontrollable and jumped like free balls. I enjoyed his stares while I was doing the last set.
My husband’s colleague walked over to me. He caught my ass, squeezed it and said, “Come on slut it’s time to fill your holes. Let’s move out.” I felt very happy and took my things and walked out behind him.
I will let you know what happened in the cellar. He punished me and made me blow the young boy while he punished me. Keep letting your views come on the story to [email protected]. Bye.
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