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Samar: A little more, please.
He now left my hands and brought his two hands in front of me. He was squeezing both melons and kissing my back. Slowly, I was losing my control.
Me: Please leave me now. You have done enough.
Samar: ok, but before that, I want a kiss from you.
Me: But on one condition. After that, you will leave me.
He nodded his head and agreed. I turn my face toward him. Our lips met together, and we kissed each other passionately. His hands were busy squeezing my boobs over the blouse. Almost 10 minutes over, and I couldn’t take it anymore because, slowly, I was losing my total control.
He was not ready to leave and whispered, “Priya, I love you. I want to feel your breast directly. I want to feel your soft skin directly in my hand.” And inserted his hand inside my blouse from above. His hand slipped inside my blouse. He was pressing my bra-covered breast with full pleasure.
His erect member was pocking on my butt. I was slowly involved in this game. He took out his hand from my blouse. I felt relief. I thought that it was over, but I was wrong. he inserted his hand in my bra. Oh god, his hand directly touched my intimate skin. His hand was mauling my breast directly inside my bra.
The direct touch of my soft skin made him more violent. I was also gone mad due to his direct touch on my booby. He was pressing my boobs very hard. I looked down and saw his hand vigorous movement inside my blouse and bra which was clearly seen from the above of my blouse.
He twisted my erected nipples one by one. He started dry-humping on my butt. I lost the power to stop him. He turned me to his side. My upper breast, which was not covered with my blouse, was in front of his eyes. He looked at my popped-out breast and deep cleavage.
He bent down and kissed on my upper cleavage. A shiver had gone through my spine. I jerked a little. He was pressing his mouth on my cleavage and sniffing my bodily aroma. He took out his tongue and licked my cleavage once. I tried to stop him, but I couldn’t.
I uttered, “Please don’t do this, please leave me. I am begging you.” But he was not ready to listen. He slowly planted a kiss here and there on the upper portion of my breast. Sometimes, he was licking also. Both his hands moved behind my back and sometimes squeezed my butt. I was totally blank.
I didn’t understand what to do. I was pleading with him to leave me. But he was not ready at all. He brought his two hands in my front and opened the blouse hooks one by one. I held his hand to stop him, but I failed. He opened all the hooks and took them out from my shoulder.
He threw it to the other side of the room. I pushed him and folded my hand on my chest to cover my naked shame. I turned to the wall so that I could avoid his gaze on my bra-covered boobs. Actually, that day, I wore a red satin bra that covered a very small area of my melons.
I didn’t want to show my popped-out breasts. But I forgot about that move. My entire back was opened in front of his face. He wrapped his hands around me and cupped both melons over the bra. He was kneading my breast gently and kissing and licking my entire back with his lips and tongue.
I was aroused slowly. I didn’t try to stop him this time. Instead, I moaned slowly, which encouraged him. He slipped his hand inside my bra and held my juicy boobs again. After a few minutes, he took out his hand. I was not ready for this because already my body took control of my mind.
I started cooperating with him. He took his hand back and opened the bra hook. He slipped the bra strap from my shoulder and took it out of my body. My upper portion was totally nude. I was not protesting him anymore but went with the flow.
He took the last part of my sari, which was still stacked into my petticoat. He removed my sari from my body and threw it on the floor. He untied the knot of the petticoat and made it lose and it fell on the ground. I was now standing in my panty only and ornaments.
He turned me to his side again. We were standing face to face. I tried to cover my breasts with my hands. I folded my hands on my chest to cover my boobs. He held my hand and requested, “Please, Priya, allow me to look at your lovely breast closely.”
I was in shock completely. I didn’t know what I should do. He removed my hands from my breast. He totally controlled me at that time. He looked at my juicy melons, which were hanging from my chest but stood straight with its full glory. Pink nipples on the top added extra beauty.
He was mesmerized to see my naked boobs. He looked at my boobs closely. Every inch of my boobs was observed under his microscopic eyes. He slowly put his hand below my spongy balls as if he had taken its weight. He murmured, “Beautiful. I love it. Your booby is so gorgeous. I am loving it.”
I closed my eyes in shame. He was touching my boobs very softly. He whispered, “May I taste your juicy melons?” before I could answer him, he kissed my lips. Slowly he bent down and kept his mouth on my boobs. He started kissing every inch of my balls.
But very carefully, he didn’t touch the nipples. The touch of his lips and tongue was magical. He held both the boobs and gave small small byte on it. In between, his tongue was licking the valley between my two melons. I was shivering with pleasure. He moved toward my nipple region.
Already both my nipples were erected and pointed as if to ask for sucking. But he wanted to cherish my breast completely. He was circling my nipples with his tongue on the areola. My nipples were the most sensitive part of my body when his tongue and lips were playing on my boobs and nipple.
I couldn’t control myself anymore. It was too much. I just wanted his manly love on my boobs. I held his hair and put his lips on my nipples. He took my left nipple in his mouth and was sucking with full intensity and, at the same time playing with my right one.
Alternatively, his sucking and playing continued on both my melons for at least 15 minutes. I was trembling with pleasure. An orgasm was building inside me. I rubbed my hand on his head and screamed his name, “Samar, you are too good. I can’t hold it any more. Samar, you are a genius.”
After around 15 minutes, he left my boobs. Already, it became red due to his continued invasion. He took me on his shoulder and placed me on the sofa. He took the position between my legs. Before I could understand, he took out my panty in a very swift motion.
Juices already started flowing from my cunt. I already understood that it’s now just a matter of time. Very soon, his dick went inside me. I closed my eyes and spread my legs automatically. I always cleaned my hair from vagina and armpits. He kissed on my pussy lips.
He looked into my eyes and said, “Priya, you are licking down there. I have to fix this problem.” And smiled at me. He held my butt and brought his face to my crotch. I felt good by his touch. I moved my head left and right with tremendous pleasure.
All my morality and modesty had gone. The only thing that I wanted at that time was physical love from him. He was licking my pussy lips. I was jumping in the air when his tongue touched my pussy lips. He was an expert. He started sucking my clit with his lips. His hands were pressing my boobs.
Sometimes, he held my nipples in his two fingers and scratched the tip of the nipple with his nail. I couldn’t control myself but came a lot with a loud moan. After almost 5 minutes I came in his mouth. He ate my pussy juices. I held his hair tightly with my hand. He buried his face in between my two legs.
After my first orgasm, I was lying on the sofa. He couldn’t stop but continued his licking and sucking on my mound. Again, I was aroused. Almost after 5 minutes he left me and got up from the floor. He opened all his clothes and threw them on the floor.
There, we were both completely nude, and our clothes were spread here and there on the floor. I looked at him. Really, he was a handsome Punjabi hunk. His muscle tone confirmed his regularity in the gym. He sat beside me. He took my hand and kept it on his shaft.
This was the biggest in my life. My husband and that stranger Ravi have a smaller one. His shaft was very beautiful. I looked at his shaft with a greedy look. It was the fare in colour, very thick and long. Due to an erection, his foreskin was moved from the tip.
The tip of his cock was reddish. Precum was oozing. I slowly moved my hand on his shaft. I liked to play with it. I bent down and took his beautiful cock in my mouth. I gave him a blow job. But it was very gentle. I licked the entire length of the shaft.
Then, I circled the mushroom base with my tongue. At the same time, tickling the tip. He was gasping now. The room was filled with his loud moaning.
Samar: Oh, Priya, you are so good. You make me mad. I never felt like this before.
He got up from the sofa and stood in front of me. His erect member was jumping in the air in front of my face. He held my hair and brought my face close to his shaft. I held his cock in my hand and guided him to my mouth. He pushed his entire length into my oral cavity.
I didn’t object because I knew that was the only chance to stop him from penetrating sex. If he released his cum in my mouth, maybe he would not try to fuck my pussy. At least I was able to stop him from pussy fucking. He held my hair and fucked my mouth with full force.
His dick head hit my throat. I almost choked. I was gasping for breath. But he continued. After around 5 minutes, he released his semen into my mouth. A thick, hot liquid hit my throat. I gulped all his load. He sat beside me on the sofa. He looked satisfied.
I looked at him. He moved close to me and planted a kiss on my lips. I didn’t stop him. I said, “Can we stop now?” He looked at me with a surprised look. He asked, “What do you mean by that?”
Me: I gave you a blowjob and helped you to release your cum. Hope now you are satisfied and don’t want any more.
Samar: I understand what you want to say. Ok, I will not fuck your pussy, but I have one condition.
Me: What is that?
Samar: One more time, we will satisfy each other orally, but this time, we will perform this at the same time. We will go for the 69 position.
I didn’t have any other option, so I agreed. We took the position. Samar was lying below on the sofa, and I came upon him. I took his shaft in my mouth, and he buried his face in my pussy. We both gave our expertise to please our opponent.
But I must say that he was a very good pussy eater. Within a few minutes, I came again on his face. He couldn’t wait anymore and took me on his lap. He put his cock head at the entrance of my pussy hole. Due to my body pressure, his cock slowly entered my glory hole. He hugged me tightly.
My breast was pressing against his chest, and we went into a dip smooch. I was not thinking any more about right or wrong. At that time, I wanted a good fuck. I started pumping his cock with my cunt. It was massive. His cock stretched my pussy lips to the full extent.
Slowly I was moving my butt and trying to adjust his giant shaft in my glory hole. After 2 to 3 minutes, it fitted perfectly. My pain was reduced, and I was feeling pleasure. I was riding on his cock. I was jumping with ecstasy.
My pointed soft boobs were jumping and hitting on his chest and face with my every thrust. He was also pumping me from the bottom. I wrapped my hand around his neck and continued my action. He held my hanging boobs with his two hands and sucking my both the nipple alternatively.
I was reaching my third orgasm. Almost 20 minutes over, I continued my action on his cock. I couldn’t hold my juices anymore. I showered my love juices on his cock with a loud moan and buried my face in his shoulder. I stopped my movement and was taking a rest.
I was gasping for breath. He was moving his hand behind my back. Almost 1 hour over, I reached 3 orgasms, and he came only once. He was an expert and had a lot of capacity. He got up from the sofa. I still lay on the sofa, totally nude. He was standing in front of me.
His erected pole was dancing in the air in front of my eyes. I looked at him and said, “You are still not finished?”
Samar: No, baby.
Me: I couldn’t take it anymore. Already I have come three times.
Samar: But I am still not finished.
Me: Your wife will be very happy. And smiling at him.
Samar: That means you are enjoying our session.
I didn’t answer, but my silence gave all the answers. He took me in his lap. In that position, we were kissing each other. He carried me in his arms and went toward his master bedroom. I was enjoying the whole session. He kept me on the bed. I laid on my back and waited for the final round.
Samar switches off all the lights and puts a romantic light on. It was a pinkish-red colour. He switched on the powerhouse and played a very romantic number in a very low volume. He created an appropriate atmosphere for lovemaking. I was impressed. He knew the art of love.
He came up on the bed. He placed himself on me. We hugged each other and ate one other’s lips with full intensity. He spread my legs and positioned himself on mine. He took my inflected nipples in his mouth and started sucking vigorously. I held his cock and guided it to my love hole.
He understood that I again charged for another round. Without wasting any time, he pushed his dick deep inside my cunt again. His big round rod tore apart my pussy. I couldn’t scream out loud because he held my lips with his lips. My soft, pointed breast was pressed hard under his muscular chest.
He pinned down my hand on the bed. He moved his shaft slowly in and out. Slowly his dick fitted well in my pussy hole. I was enjoying his fucking. He increased his pace, and now he was fucking my glory hole at full speed. I was screaming and moaning with pleasure.
Samar also was grunting. The bedroom was filled with various lusty sounds, which we created during our intense lovemaking session. I couldn’t believe my fate at all. A few hours earlier I never expected any such thing. But that was true.
I, Mrs Priya Chatterjee, lay on a bed that did not belong to me, totally nude and spread my legs. Another man other than my husband, who was a junior in age, rammed my pussy mercilessly. Samar was the second man, other than my husband, who took pleasure from my body.
I closed my eyes and sucked his lips. I wrapped my legs around his waist and gave return pressure on his shaft by raising my hip in the air rhythmically. We both were exhausted. Almost another 20 minutes gone. Samar was now reaching to climax.
Another orgasm was also building in me. We hugged each other tightly and reached to the final climax altogether. He emptied his ball in my deep with a jolt after jolt. He was coming in me for around 5 minutes continuously. He stopped his movement and kept his head on my breast, gasping for breath.
I also lay there like a dead person and took a rest. Our session was over, but we didn’t have any stamina to move. We were lying there for the next 20 minutes.
After that, we gathered our energy and got up from the bed. I tried to wear my clothes due to shame, but our clothes were lying in the sitting room.
I tried to cover my assets with my hand. It was a natural womanly shame. Samar was laughing. He held me close to his body and said, “Hey, Priya, what are you hiding from me? I have seen all your treasures.” I lower my head with shame. What he said is 100% correct.
But then also I couldn’t move freely in front of him without wearing a single piece of cloth, not even undergarments. But anyhow, I went to the washroom. Samar also wanted to enter with me, but I didn’t allow it. I closed the door from inside. I was feeling very guilty. I opened the tap and cried.
I made up my mind that I shouldn’t contact him or allow him to contact me in the future. I didn’t want to see his face again. I knew that I also enjoyed the session, but I also knew that what happened just now was not good. I asked Samar to bring my dress from the sitting room.
He denied it and said, “Sweetheart, you come out and collect your dress on your own.” I cleaned myself properly. I wrapped a towel around me to hide my nudity and came out of the bathroom. Samar was standing there waiting for me. He looked at me and gave me a flying kiss.
I didn’t reply to him. He entered into the washroom. I wore my dresses, made light touch so that nobody could understand what actually happened in that apartment and came out from there alone. I didn’t wait for Samar and came back to the party hall.
I hurriedly finished my dinner and went back to my home with my husband. That night, my hubby wanted me, but I didn’t allow him. I feared that he might know the truth. I told him that I had a headache and I wanted to sleep. He took me in his arms and said, “Ok, baby, you sleep. We will enjoy some other time.”
I hugged him and tried to hide myself in his arms, my most secure place. We slept that night without doing anything. Just one goodnight kiss. I made up my mind that I would never cheat on my husband again. Once again, I felt how much I loved him.
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