It had been a while since Suresh and I started talking over the phone. We got in touch with each other through his wife Verma’s friend with whom I have had great sessions. She shared my number with her. However, it was her hubby Suresh who started to message me.
Suresh wasn’t new to cuckolding but lately, he and Veena weren’t getting much time to explore their fantasies as his mom and dad were living with them.
One fine day, he asked me about my evening schedule and he asked if I would be free for a casual meeting over the evening. His mother had been to one of his relatives’ home.
We agreed to meet in one of the eateries near his home at around 6 in the evening. It was not my usual locality and hence had some trouble getting there and finally, when I parked my bike, I had a few missed calls from Suresh.
I rang him back while he was just about to go back home thinking I wouldn’t be there. And then, at a distance, I saw him waving his hand. Veena was beside him clad in a pink saree. I had seen her in pics but this was our first ever face-to-face.
Veena was shorter than I actually imagined her to be. She was just around 5 ft, and even Suresh wasn’t tall either. He was perhaps 5.5 ft, bald and had a bit of a belly.
Veena was 39, she wasn’t looking too younger than her age but looked like a perfect homely Indian lady. No one could have guessed that she had slept with a few men other than her hubby.
We greeted each other and she didn’t speak much other than for courtesy. But after we got in, I could sense she was quite a playful woman. She kept stealing glances and used to constantly check me out. And when I caught her eye to eye, she wore a nice smile and moved her eyes over my body. She was a master in the art of seducing.
We had some light food, Suresh was quick to finish and went to wash and Veena only now said, “You look good.” Even though she was a well-seasoned hotwife, the way she spoke was very much like a coy mistress.
After her hubby got back, we both went to the washroom while Suresh was looking after her vanity bag. Although it was supposed to be a casual meeting, her playfulness prompted me to make a move.
After the wash, she asked if I needed a handkerchief and showed me the one tucked into her waist. I pulled it up by digging deep into hotwife’s saree line. She was playful enough to close her eyes and exclaimed, “Aah.”
As there were no other people around there, I put my hand over her blouse and squeezed her boobs which felt quite firm for her age. She immediately grabbed onto my groin area and felt my dick for a while. However, we didn’t continue out there as it was an odd spot.
Anyone could have noticed that she was blushing, and as we came back, Suresh noticed it. He asked her, “What’s the matter?” And she said, “Seems to be good.” They exchanged brief words.
And then we shook hands while Suresh said, “It was nice catching up, we shall meet someone again,” and we walked downstairs talking general stuff.
I had parked my bike a couple of lots away and they had come walking. He said his home was just on the next street. I reached my bike, wore the helmet and had just moved by bike a few hundred meters when my phone started vibrating. As I picked up my phone, it was Suresh.
“Where are you?” he asked.
“Just started, what happened?” I asked.
“What are your plans now?” I enquired.
“Nothing, just going home,” I replied.
“If so, why don’t you come to our home now?” He invited me. And added, “Just got a call from my relatives, they are dropping my mom off late at night.”
“That’s nice, but I don’t know your home,” I said.
He replied, “Just get back to the restaurant and in the next cross after that, I am at the corner.”
I turned back and he was there along with the hotwife. His home was just walkable from there and we walked the path. It was a nice duplex house and the hall was spacious.
We entered and made ourselves comfortable on a sofa, Suresh on the chair while Veena got beside me on the couch. I placed my hand on her thighs. Suresh said, “I didn’t really have plans to invite you home today but Veena liked you a lot.”
I looked at Veena asking, “Is it, lady?” She smiled and moved her hand over my thighs and started to pull it closer to my dick.
I looked at her face and my eyes zoomed into her lips. It was nice, without any make-up and inviting. I grabbed her face and started to smooch her. And there she was, instantly into the game.
Her palm started to feel my dick over the pants and the other moving across my back. Meanwhile, my hand found its way onto her waist and then toward the sides of her boobs. Our kiss continued until she worked on the zip and pulled my dick out.
She looked at my dick while caressing it and turned toward Suresh to say, “I knew it would be good.”
“She felt it a little in the washing area,” I told Suresh.
“Yeah, she can’t resist if she’s into it,” he responded.
“And I hunted down the right one,” the hotwife took my balls into her mouth.
“Oh man! she knows the art.” Her act made me exclaim.
“You’ll soon see what a lovely bitch she is,” Suresh added. This man knew his wife to the core.
This woman was a real bitch. She got to her knees while still sucking my balls. And the moves she made, oh God, her eyes were fixed onto my face suggesting, “You just see how I’ll suck the cum off your dick.” And then her body movements, while still sucking, showed how curvy she is. Her body moved like a spiral.
I held her boobs by the blouse and started to rub the side walls of her melons. She immediately pushed her pallu and started to lift her saree, all while still sucking my dick. And there I saw, this bitch was pantyless, and her perfectly round ass was open to all now.
I ran down my hands along her waist and then spanked her ass twice. Her lips tightened around my dick.
“I’ll get you some orange juice,” Suresh stood up as an obedient cuck and went into the kitchen. When he came back with three glasses of juice, my dick looked juicy with all her saliva over it.
“Come on dear, let some juice pour over before you can taste his cum,” Suresh said while placing the tray.
She sat up and beside me, with her pallu off and saree raised she literally looked like a whore. Just some minutes ago, this same woman was looking like an obedient housewife!
I took a good sip of the orange juice and dragged Veena by her neck to give her a juicy smooch. She put her legs over my lap to kiss my lips. I transferred a mouthful of juice into hers. She gulped it bit by bit and turned to sit over me, putting both her legs across me.
For a moment, she looked at Suresh to say, “I liked the way he does it, very romantic” and turned toward me to suck the juice from my mouth. She drank the whole glass in that manner, sip by sip from my mouth.
I then put her on the sofa. My pant was still on my knees. I shrugged it off my legs and took out my t-shirt. “Let’s go upstairs,” I heard Suresh, “Not sure at what time my mom may arrive.”
I then smooched her again before letting her stand up. Veena held my erect cock and guided me upstairs to their room. And there it was, a king-size bed welcoming us. I stopped by the entrance, puzzled Veena looked over at me. I took her hand off my dick and then lifted her to carry over to the bed.
I almost threw her to the bed, fell over her and removed the buttons of her blouse, she wasn’t wearing a bra too. It was hard to say that those boobs fed a baby. It didn’t sag a bit, perfect nipples right in the middle and they were hard. I ran my fingers over it, “Ahhh” she said and got up from her waist.
She then took off her blouse and threw it onto her hubby. He was standing and caught her blouse flying towards him. I sucked on those nipples. She held my head and pushed me towards her boobs.
Meanwhile, I sensed Suresh coming near. He sat beside her and asked me to move a bit. I moved my hips and my mouth was still eagerly sucking her nipples. He loosened her pink saree and then there was the petticoat. He untied it for me to show off his hotwife’s pussy. I touched her pussy with my full palm and she shook her body.
Pointing at her lips she asked, “I need your hard cock.”
I stood up on the bed. She held my dick and instructed her hubby, “It’s better than you, now prepare my pussy for this tool.”
Suresh obediently dug his face between her legs and started to lick her pussy. And his wife took my dick into her mouth again, “Mmm…mm… mmm…mmm…” she was groaning.
Veena moved her hips as he licked. After around five minutes, her body started to roll and it indicated she was cumming.
“Let me enter the love hole,” I said.
She took off my dick to say, “I need to taste your juice first.”
I couldn’t hold my laughter, “It takes much longer baby, I will let you know before I shoot.”
“Let me see how long you last in my pussy” she said as if she threw me a challenge. And pushed her hubby with her legs saying, “Oye, enough, I’m taking him in.”
He took a towel that was lying beside and rubbed her pussy to give it a clean-up. It looked like he knew the orders. As I was laying down over her, she ran her tongue over my chest and then circled my nipples before kissing them. I placed my dick in front of her cunt and rubbed it up and down over her pussy lips.
And then came the moment of truth. I felt she was damn right when she threw in the challenge. Her pussy was amazingly tight. It was almost like a teen’s, also as wet. It wasn’t a pussy to slide my dick in, I literally had to push.
She reciprocated by lifting her waist in perfect sync; never a teen could do that with such perfection. And then she lifted her legs wide and with my strokes, her legs swayed like flying wings. “Ah.. ahh.. oo..ooo” her moans were so loud that I thought the neighbours could hear.
After some 10 minutes, I took my dick out. She immediately jumped to bring her face with her mouth wide open.
“Hey, not shooting yet, hold on bitch. I want to change my position.”
“Wow, that’s macho,” looked at her hubby with a smile and said, “Seems like a long way to go.”
I turned toward Suresh, he was on the chair with his pants down, shagging his dick.”
I stood on the floor and pulled Veena by her legs to get her toward the edge. With her legs down and half body on the bed, it now gave good access to her pussy. I entered and immediately got the pace. I could go deeper than I was able to in the missionary position.
As I was banging the hotwife, I heard her cuckold hubby howling. I turned to see him ejaculate over the other palm. “Enjoying the show?” I asked him while my piston was still running.
“Don’t give him a fuck, you fuck me,” Veena held my hips and her hand indicated she didn’t want me to slow down. The assistance of her hands gave me much encouragement to push harder.
Within a couple of minutes, I knew why she said that. Veena’s floodgates were open now, she had a great orgasm.
I continued for a minute and she said, “Pleeeeese…” But I didn’t stop. She pleaded, “Pleeeeese, stop for a minute.”
Now I took my dick out and I had to use the towel to clean it up. I then pulled her up and asked to give me a short blowjob. As she was sucking my dick, Suresh eagerly stood up and went in toward her pussy. He was not just licking it this time. I could see him sucking her juices out.
After a brief blowjob, I asked the hotwife to bend down in doggy style. Her short body gave me nice access to hold onto her boobs and work on her. It was like riding an RX 100.
As I was riding, we heard a car braking outside and then a few chatters. Suresh said, “Oh, mom is here.” I stopped my thrusts.
He said, “I will go and manage. You make sure she doesn’t moan loudly.”
I continued but with a slower pace now. But I really doubted that I can keep this bitch shut. Hence, I unclogged my dick from her cunt and kept it in her mouth. She took it in a while her hand was shaking my cock.
We could hear the door open and a few people talking. It seemed that it wasn’t just her MIL downstairs but also a few guests. I assisted her in increasing the pace. Thank God that I was feeling like cumming now. I dumped my load into her mouth, and she was glad to have it.
I asked, “What now?” I wasn’t sure how it was going to turn out.
She said, “Don’t worry, they are here just to drop the old lady” and took a nightie from the wardrobe and quickly wore it saying, “I will just attend to them and come back, you stay here.”
She quickly combed her hair, stuck a clip, and was about to go. I stopped her to say, “Just look at the mirror once.” She looked and smiled at me. There were a few drops of my cum on her cheeks. She wiped it with her fingertip and took it to her tongue.
“What a cum hungry bitch,” I thought.
It took her a full 15 minutes to send the guests off and come back. I dressed up to avoid anything uneventful. She came back and asked, “You dressed up?”
“I can take it off if all is well down there.”
“My hubby will take care, he said he will get back after making sure she goes to sleep,” her voice wasn’t as loud as it was earlier.
We had another round while Suresh came in to watch while I was pounding her well. At around 12:30, I shot another load, and she wanted it again in the mouth. And then, after a quick shower, I gave the hotwife a farewell smooch. I tiptoed downstairs while Suresh came down to send off.
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