Thriller The Impact of Lust (Completed)

[Arul Pragasam]

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Very hot update. Looking forward for more.

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[Malik420]

V nice story dear plz include pics too

[BukkaaReddy]

TOday is 4th when is the update?

[LustyLeo]

Fantastic updates.

[game40it]

Thank you all for your comments. I have written most of next update and think I can post it by tomorrow. 

[themaskeditor]

Thanks for another good story

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Episode 25

“Where is your husband?” Arun asked.

Deepa smiled in delight on reading the message from her lover. “He’s taking his shower now,” She replied.
“Anything went on between you and him last night?”
Deepa felt shy on reading this. She was not accustomed to openly talking about sex to anyone but this new lover of her excited her in more ways than one. “No,” Was all that she wrote.
“Why not?” was his cryptic question.
 
Deepa was aware why he was asking this because it was he who had asked her to have sex with her husband that night. When he had said this to her she was at a loss to why he wanted her to do this and she had asked him that. His answer made her shocked, apprehensive and excited. He video called her and she picked up the line immediately.
 
“I want him to lick the cunt that I had fucked,” He had said with a roguish smile. She was shocked that he would want to do this to another man, that too his own boss.
 
“I don’t think I can do that,” She had said.
He had asked her the same thing yesterday as he did today. “Why not?”
“He hardly ever touches me now. Sex between us happens very rarely now,” She had made him understand.
“Never mind, you initiate it. Tell him you are in the mood.”
She was apprehensive that her husband would find out that she had been freshly fucked. What if her husband suddenly found her pussy to be loose she had thought in ignorance not knowing that her pussy muscles were elastic enough to go back to it’s original shape very quickly. Moreover what if Arun had left marks on her body that she was unaware about she had though as she unconsciously started feeling over her breasts with her fingers.
 
“No, he will reject my advances,” She had said doubting her ability to make her husband fulfil her desires.
“A woman can achieve anything if she puts her mind to it. You caress his body, fondle his little cock .. take it in your mouth to overcome his resistance. Which man can resist a woman taking his prick in her mouth. When he is excited sit on his face and push your cunt on his lips,” He had grinned.
 
Arun had seen the doubtful look on her face. “Just think Deepa. Has he treated you well? He is not bothered about your feelings. Don’t you want revenge in making him lick your cunt which had been just fucked by your lover … doesn’t he deserve that?”
 
The image that came to her mind when Arun graphically described what he wanted to do excited her. Her freshly fucked cunt being served to her uncaring hubby. So, she had tried to do what Arun had asked her but Gowranga had violently shoved her away. This rejection not only hurt her feelings it caused even greater anger against her husband. Arun on the other hand wanted to see how much Deepa can be pushed and how much he could get her to obey him. He also wanted to create a feeling of disdain for her husband in Deepa. When she told Arun how her husband had rejected her sexual advances Arun told her not to worry.
 
“If not now it will surely happen another day,” Arun assured her.
“So, when again? Deepa asked shyly. When she heard Arun laugh on hearing this, blood shot to her face as she blushed in embarrassment.
“Do you want me again? Is your pussy itching for my cock.”  He whispered lasciviously to her.
He liked seeing her eyes become downcast in embarrassment. He didn’t wait for her reply. “I’ll see you tomorrow morning after your husband and kids leave home,” He promised her.
 
At that time, she heard the bathroom door opening. “He’s coming out,” She quickly said in hushed tone before cutting off the phone.
 
“Where are you now,” Prakash asked Mounika on the phone.
“In the car, almost reaching your place,” She replied.
“Hurry baby, I can’t wait,” He said huskily.
 
Mounika drove as fast as she could and parked her car beside where Prakash’s car was parked. She took out her mirror from her hand bag and had a quick look at her face. She was pleased with what she saw. A forty-eight years old woman who looked like was in the early thirties. A beautiful, elegantly made up face especially done with great care for the new young love of her life. She wore a blue saree that was sheer enough that the exposed part of her stomach and hips were visible enough through the saree. She wore the lowest cut blouse that she had that matched her saree. Why did I bother so much to dress up like this for him she laughed to herself. The clothes were not going to be on her body for long. She rang his bell and he opened the door immediately for her. He wolf-whistled on seeing her.
 
“Wow honey you look absolutely stunning,” He said looking at her admiringly.
“You like it? I dressed up especially for you my darling,” She said twirling around for him to admire.
He grabbed her and pulled her hard against his body. “I’ll show you how much I like it,” He said as he fastened his lips on her red painted lips.
She parted her lips to accommodate his lips as her eyelids grew heavy with the passion that engulfed her. Their hands were restlessly pawing on each-others body. Their clothing was a hinderance to their lustful embrace but yet every touch of their partners fingers on their body caused shivers of pleasure to run through them in spite of the clothes being in the way. His tongue insinuated itself into her sweet mouth. Their tongues duelled in her mouth like two male snakes seeking dominance for mating rights, each pushing down on the other in sequence. Soon the battleground for their duel changed from her mouth to his. When their lips finally parted their eyes locked together in lustful heat. They stood forehead to forehead, each feeling the passion their lover by the hotness of the breath lashing on to their faces.
 
“I missed you darling,” Mounika said with ardent desire.
“Me too baby,” Prakash said genuinely wanting to experience the special pleasure he got from her enchanting experienced womanhood.
 
Her trembling red lips were too much of a temptation for him to resist and his lips avariciously plucked her lips in another deep and amorous kiss. This time their need to feel each-others body was too great for patience anymore. With their lips still locked and grinding together they feverishly tried to get rid of their clothes from their bodies. They still had to reluctantly part their lips for a few seconds now and then to get their clothes off. In less then a minute their clothes were strewn on the floor and their naked bodies were mashed against each other as they kissed passionately.  Her fleshy breasts were misshapen as they pushed up against his muscular chest. But when her swollen nipples rubbed against his taut flesh she had streaks of pleasure spreading through her. She moaned into his kissing mouth as she ran her nails over his broad back. She didn’t have to go on to her toes to kiss him as she still had her three inches heeled sandals on. His hard cock was trapped between their stomachs. She shuddered as she felt the wet sticky tip rub against navel.
 
Even my cock rubbing against her soft stomach is giving me so much pleasure he thought as he continued to devour her lips. But then her cunt is so much sweeter he told himself. They kissed with fervour and would take a bit of break to gasp and take their breath, their foreheads pressed against each other as they whispered lovingly to each other before continuing to kiss. It seemed like their smooching continued forever but in reality it was only about fifteen minutes or so. But his kisses were enough to get her pussy wet and ready to accommodate his virile member in its warmth. They looked at each other and smiled. She feeling shy at her own display of desire for her a lover so much younger than her and he, triumphantly in making this sophisticated woman a slave to his sexual prowess. Learning that she had never before strayed from her marriage vows and that only he has been successful in breaching her resistance and unleashing the slut in her made the sex all the more sweeter.  
 
“They are so beautiful,” Prakash said admiringly as he gently cupped her firmly hanging fruits. Mounika bit her lips as he pinched her nipple.
 
“Take car of my cock baby, it’s been yearning for the touch of your fingers.”
Mounika looked at his magnificent love machine. She unconsciously licked her lips on seeing that pleasure tool. This is what her daughter would get every night she thought and couldn’t help feeling envious about her own daughter. She just gently rubbed her forefinger in circles on the foreskin. She saw it jerk as he tightened his groin when she did that. She smiled mischievously on seeing the reaction her finger was having on his cock. Prakash felt the heat in his blood rising as her dainty finger teased his sensitive flesh. He was impatient for those long and slender fingers to pleasure his thick rod.
 
“Take it in your hand honey, don’t tease me, stroke it baby… hmm…”
She wrapped her fingers from underneath his cock so that he could see from above that the tip of her fingers were hardly able to encircle his bulging rod fully. Her fair fingers with her painted nails caused a stark contrast on the darker skin of his phallus. This was the best housewife that he had ever fucked. Every thing about her, every action of hers was highly erotic to him. She started stroking him, long and slow strokes. Each time she pulled and pushed the skin of his manhood he would give out a soft moan of pleasure.
 
“Ohh.. it’s so hot,” Mounika moaned feeling the throbbing flesh of the first man to have taken her to such unknown heights of pleasure.
 
Prakash held her head by the back of her neck and pulled her towards him and kissed her. Mounika continued to stroke his cock as she kissed her naughty lover. He slowly pushed her head down to his chest. Mounika knew what to do next. She nibbled on his erect nipple with her teeth but gently enough not to mark him.
 
“Aarr.. yes baby  .. suck .. shake my cock,” Prakash mumbled in passion.
Mounika did exactly that as she now moved from nibbling to sucking on his chest. The remnants of the lipstick on her lips which had been smudged and almost gone after their passionate kissing was now smeared around his nipple.
 
“Ahh… wonderful baby … yesss… Why did your husband stay so long before he travelled … I missed you baby… I missed your tight pussy.”
 
“Yes.. he stayed too long this time.” Before her involvement with Prakash Mounika would be happy if her husband’s trips were put off but for the first time now she had wished he would go away quickly. She wanted the warm embrace of her virile stud.
 
Prakash moaned as her reddish lips refastened on his nipple. He watched her lips feasting on his body causing him to be in a state of constant arousal. “You wanted your husband out of the way too,” He teased her.
 
She bit him a little harder causing him to wince, then almost immediately soothingly licked him in remorse. “Yes, you rascal .. you’ve made me forget my hubby. I couldn’t forget that wonderful fuck we had in your bedroom. Your huge cock nearly tore my poor pussy you brute.”
 
Prakash felt a fresh flow of lust carousing through his body. Mounika was not the type to talk dirty. She had never done that with her husband. He had been the only man to make her open up like this. Hearing words like fuck, cock and pussy coming from the lips of such a refined woman like her was especially arousing. This was only the beginning, before this day was over she would be screaming in lust like a whorish slut.
 
Mounika cupped his balls with the palm of her other hand as she now sucked his nipple while stroking him. Her fingers of her hand cupping his balls were now below his scrotum on the sensitive hidden stem of his phallus. She gently teased, scrapping her nails on the area that was easily responsive to pleasure. Prakash groaned in appreciation of the pleasure his mature lover was giving him. These two illicit lovers were so infused with lust that they were still engaged in their foreplay right in the middle of the living room. They weren’t even patient enough to get to the bedroom.  Prakash grasped her dangling breast and started fondling it as she continued to take him to greater pleasure. He has had younger lovers including the recently seduced Prema but none of the lust filled women could hold a candle to this woman he thought. In the case of Prema it was more like she seducing him than the other way around. His earlier experience with two other housewives happened because they gave out signals that they were available for him. It didn’t take any great effort on his part before the were lying naked in his bed inviting him to take them. One was a frustrated wife who was not getting any pleasure from her husband while the other was bored and wanted to try out an adventure. Both of them were enthusiastic sexual partners and were very satisfactory in bed.
 
But Mounika was different from all of them. She was not looking around to cheat on her husband. She had not given him any indication that she was interested in him. She was both beautiful and sexy and most important of all thought to be unattainable. He had pursued her relentlessly. She was the first woman where he had made full effort to get her in bed with him. She was looked upon as somewhat of an ice queen. But he always felt that the man who could make her melt would find out that she was a red-hot volcano of lust waiting to erupt given the right trigger. He had been proved to be right. When he showed her a new world of higher intensity sexual bliss she became hooked to the pleasure .. and him. She had now become predisposed to exploring her sexuality and the many hidden delights therein. He is to be the recipient of her newfound obsession in exploring the pleasures of the flesh.
 
“Sssss… what a manhood you have my love, your cock is so beautiful to look at, it makes me wet just holding it.” Her open admiration for his phallus and the uninhibited lust she had for him made him even more aroused.
 
He looked at her beautiful hands playing with his heated cock and sperm filled balls and asked her hoarsely,” What’s so special about my cock sweetheart, why do you like it so much?”
 
Though he had a good idea why he still wanted to hear those words come out from those succulent lips of hers.
“It’s so big and more than that it’s so unbelievably thick.”
“Why? Haven’t you seen one so big and thick before?” He was indirectly making a comparison between his manhood and her husbands because he knew that the only other male organ she has seen apart from his was that of her husband. She would never admit to a direct comparison with the man she had spent a whole married life with. She would not be comfortable demeaning her husband unlike a person such Prema who would delight in doing it with her lover. But in this way she would be moved to automatically making a mental comparison between the virile flesh she was holding in her hands to that of her husband.
 
“I only seen it in porn movies but never live life this. It was only after I slept with you for the first time that I realised that even normal men can be as big as those porn actors.”
 
“You like watching porn Mounika,” He asked both surprised and delighted.
“Not now but when I was younger we used to…..,” She hesitated to go on.
Prakash could see that she felt shy about telling it out loud by seeing her face turn red.
“Tell me Mounika, please, it’s only between us, don’t be shy.”
Mounika looked at the eager face of her macho Adonis. Why is such a hunk so crazy about me she wondered in happiness. As I so attractive to him even at this age?
“My husband and I used to watch it together as we made love when we were much younger,” She confessed bashfully.
“Wonderful, we’ll do that too and today,” Prakash said being very pleased at what he heard.
 
“What part you liked the most in those movies?” Prakash asked further.
“Why are you asking me all this you oaf,” She scolded him playfully.
“No Mounika just out of curiosity. Take me for example I loved seeing the female porn stars sucking the male stars cocks.”
“You men all are typical. You all like that don’t you?”
“Yes, Mounika and that too I like how their lipstick doesn’t smudge as they suck on the cock. Not only that they are all so sexily made up with beautiful manicured fingers, everything is so sexy to see.”
 
Mounika saw her own well-manicured and painted fingernails shining as she pulled on his long rod. So, no wonder he keeps looking at my hand stroking him with so much fascination. “You, silly boy there are smear proof lipstick in the market.”
 
“Tell me what you like Mounika?”
She pulled his head to hers and gently kissed his lips before whispering. “I like those with a bit of story, makes it more believable and exciting, not those that have mindless fucking.”
 
“You like that too,” Prakash said excitedly. “I like where the hero seduces and fucks the wimp’s wife.”
“And do you like it to be that the wife is an older woman? Mounika asked meaningfully. Was this the only reason he wants me she asked herself thoughtfully.
“No, not necessary but the wife must be beautiful and sexy, just like you,” Prakash replied not falling into any trap set by her.
“If I was not someone’s wife would you not wanted me?”
“You are so glamorous and elegant, it wouldn’t have mattered in your case.”
 
Mounika was very pleased with his answer and she again started kissing him passionately. “Thank you for that,” She said after that long kiss ended.
“But with all this beauty and sexiness you being someone else’s wife is an added bonus,” Prakash said cheekily, grinning at her.
Mounika hit him on his chest several times with the bottom of her fist. “You are an incorrigible idiot,” She said equally playfully.
 
“Mounika, do you have lipstick like that,” He asked coyly.
Mounika didn’t understand what he meant. “What? She asked before it struck her what he wanted to know. She recalled how her own lipstick had smeared and practically disappeared by their feverish kissing. “Why do you ask?” She asked trying to hide the smile on her face.
 
“Just asking, do you have it?” He replied.
“Yes.”
“Now here with you?”
Now Mounika was certain what he wanted her to do. “I think there is one in my handbag.” She saw the delight in his face when she said that. “Do you want me to put that on?”
“Yes, please my love.”
“Why do you want to kiss again after that.” She was now shamelessly teasing him.
“Yes, seeing your luscious wet lips before kissing would be very arousing but something else would be more.” Prakash was thinking how sexy it would be to see her lipstick covered lips gripping and sucking on his cock. It would just be like in the blue movies.
 
“What else do you want me to do? Mounika asked huskily giving him a smouldering look. She again started playing with his rock-hard cock. The same cock that she would soon be tasting.
“Wear your lipstick and suck my cock just like in the porn films.”
Mounika gave him a naughty look as she walked to wear she had thrown her handbag when they had started smooching fierily. Prakash looked admiringly at the movement of her shapely bottom as she walked. As she still had her heeled sandals on her well-toned calk and thigh tightened as she moved and up and down movements of her rounded buttocks were accentuated and very erotic to see. When she bent down to pick up her handbag the slit of her pussy was puffed up and pushed back. The glistening he could see showed how wet and ready she was for him. Few minutes later she was standing before him again with a fresh coat on her lips. They looked so kissable but he was not sure if it would get smudged again. He wanted to see his cock enter those delectable lips. But Mounika grabbed him and kissed him very hard and long. When they parted he could see that there was no smudging at all.
 
Her lips spread out in a warm and sexy smile. “Is this what you wanted darling?”
“Yes,” He replied. He couldn’t believe himself how hoarse he sounded.
Mounika gave a very sexy look to the magnificent virile young man standing in front of her before she slowly started kissing down from his neck, chest, stomach till she was on her knees in front of him. She bit and licked his firm hard muscled thighs before her face was right in front of his eagerly twitching erect pole. Mounika raised her eyes to see him looking down with excitement and anticipation. She bit her lips with her mouth while giving him a suggestive look. She blew cool air on his hot cock making him tremble.
 
Prakash was in uncontrollable lust. Such a high society woman, a woman who was highly respected by some of the most prominent people in the state. The woman who was treated with deference by powerful men and women. The classy wife of one of the most powerful men in the state. Such a woman was on her knees in front of him with his cock in her hands. Such a woman was going to suck his cock just like a slut would. Nothing can be more arousing than this. Mounika rubbed the head of his cock on her lips as if applying lipstick on it once more. His precum was now completely coated on her lips giving them a wet look.
 
“Don’t tease me anymore baby, suck me … I can’t stand it anymore.”
 
Mounika smiled at how he lost control and how eager he had become for her to take his cock in her mouth. She licked his cock head cleaning it of the precum. She opened her mouth completely wide to accommodate his huge girth before her lips wrapped around his thickness, taking the head in her wet mouth. Prakash watched in fascination seeing those wet, red lips pressing down on his darker flesh. She slowly moved her head forward, half of his cock entered into her warm mouth before she pulled back till only the tip of his cock was trapped in her lips before taking him in again. As her lips were pulled over his long stalk the part of his stem that she had sucked was wet with her saliva. After a few minutes she slowly pulled his foreskin back as she sucked. Prakash was in heaven. She is sucking him just like a porn star. This day was going to be wonderful day.

[BukkaaReddy]

Super n Rocking update Man, kudos to you. But stopped in middle of Lovemaking. Expecting next update very soon

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Superb update

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solid hot update

[game40it]

Super n Rocking update Man, kudos to you. But stopped in middle of Lovemaking. Expecting next update very soon

Have started on the next update and have written quite a bit. I will post it tomorrow or on Wednesday depending on how much I want to write. The next update would mostly be on the continuation of the sex session between Mounika and Prakash 

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Episode 26

 She is sucking him just like a porn star. This day was going to be wonderful day. Prakash ran his fingers through her luxuriant tresses. Those somewhat curly locks tumbled half way down her back. There was yet no grey in them and the dark tresses was in sharp contrast to her fair skinned body.

 
“Shake my cock as you suck it honey,” Prakash said his voice strained in passion.
She took her mouth of his cock to look enquiringly at him. His meaty dick was bathed in her saliva.
“Shake my cock as you suck baby,” Prakash repeated.
Her own lust was heightened by his expression of pure arousal. She stroked his cock slowly in long strokes. She kissed his rose-coloured bud every time she pulled his foreskin back. He was so aroused that his precum was seeping to the floor. Mounika was determined that his love juice was not to be wasted. When his precum flowed out as she pulled his foreskin back, she would swipe that of his bud with the tip of her tongue. She had never been so keen to taste the fluid of a man as she was now. As her tongue snaked out from her mouth it was a lighter shade of red than that of her lips. She stopped shaking him now as she licked his cock from the tip to the root. She was amazed at how hot his skin was. He was really in a high state of eroticism. She took his balls one by one and gently sucked it.  They were really heavy sacs of virile fluid. His sperms were probably reaching towards the boiling point of release in them she thought. Seeing how big and heavy they were she thought that surely my daughter would become pregnant in no time.
 
Strangely this also made her jealous at the same time. Her daughter would be getting something from him that she can never have, namely his child. Well strictly speaking it was not impossible for her to bear his child as she hadn’t hit menopause yet. All she had to do was stop taking the birth control tabs she had recently started taking and he would soon make her belly swell. But that was out of the question, not at this age she thought regretfully. That means, would I have happily gone to the ultimate extent of cheating on my marriage by having my lover’s child if this affair with a consummate lover like Prakash had started I had been younger, say in my thirties, she wondered. Thinking now of how much she was consumed by her desire for Prakash she had to admit that the answer would have probably been a yes. She wanted to give every bit of herself to him, become immersed with him that she would have craved the unbreakable bond between them that their love child would create. This was the all-consuming passion with lust that she had never had before.
 
Suck me there Mounika,” Prakash said as he opened his legs a bit wider and lifted his balls up and exposed the sensitive part below his testicles to her. The more sexually adept Prema did this automatically without him having to ask or show her but the somewhat naïve Mounika in matters of sex needed to be guided. This itself was more erotic for Prakash. Prema probably have done this for a number of men but Mounika would be doing this only for him.
 
As Mounika brought her face close to that place the manly smell of arousal from his heated body hit her nostrils. This was a new smell, a strange smell but a highly intoxicating smell. She held on to his sturdy thighs for balance, her nails digging into his flesh by the force of her hold as she kissed him there. The touch of her tender lips on the flesh made him shiver in pleasure. She ran her tongue in a line over the inner stem hidden by his skin. She ran it like a paint brush up and down.
 
“Ahhh…. Yes baby,” Prakash moaned.
 
Mounika now started sucking while letting her tongue brush on the spot. She was a quick leaner. They way he moaned and feeling his legs tremble in her strong grip told her how much of pleasure she was giving him. She did not know that he could be so sensitive in the spot. A young man like him was teaching a mature woman like her on new ways of pleasing a man. It showed her about his experience with women and also made her jealous once more that other women had also had the pleasure of this hunk of a man.
 
“I mustn’t be letting him show the ways to pleasure him, I must give him pleasures that he had not experienced before,” She thought determinedly.
 
At the same time Mounika also felt a tinge of guilt that she had never been this resolute in wanting to please her husband. What a whore this sweet rascal had made me become she thought. I’m a highly respected housewife but now I secretly desire to be his slut. She kneaded the flesh of his buttocks hard as she sucked beneath his balls. She ran her long fingers on the crack of his arse. She heard him take a sharp audible breath as her finger brushed against his butt hole. That’s another sensitive spot she thought as she rubbed the tip of her finger on his butt hole. When she pushed her finger inside Prakash’s cock jerked as he let out a loud groan of pleasure. She now stroked his cock as she sucked below his balls while at the same time probing his butt hole with her finger. This three- pronged attack on his privates took him to unknown heights of pleasure. She not only looked like a love goddess she was proving to be a love goddess in the art of sex too. Mounika felt the droplets of his precum seeping on to her face. She was very pleased that she was taking him to the throes of unimaginable pleasure.
 
Prakash wanted his cock back in her sweet and moist mouth. He pulled up her head and fed her his cock. She gobbled it enthusiastically and started sucking him with vigour. Her head bobbed up and down very rapidly as she took more than half his length in her mouth each time she sucked.
 
“Ohh honey yess… it’s so good baby …. Suck meeee…. Suck..suck…” This was the first time he was blabbering incoherently like this when getting a blowjob.
 
There was another first for him. When she continued to suck him so rapidly for another five or six minutes he had to stop her as his hot sperm was on the verge of spurting out. He had always enjoyed it tremendously when a woman sucked on his big dong but he had never before lost control that he would reach orgasm by the sucking alone. Usually when he wanted a woman to drink his love juice she had to masturbate him along with sucking him before he reached his orgasm. Even then he would have to concentrate to reach his climax but Mounika had been able to take him close to the peak just by her mouth alone.
 
“Come on baby I want to fuck you,” He said hoarsely.
 
“Let’s go to your bedroom sweetheart,” Mounika said as she got up. She too needed his thick girth stretching her love hole to it’s maximum.
 
“No, honey, that’s for later, let’s do it here,” Prakash said indicating his plush carpet.
 
He has fucked me in his condo’s bedroom, his house’s bedroom, in his car and now we are going to do it in the middle of the house like this she thought with eager anticipation. Everything with him was a new sexual adventure for her. He lay down on the carpet and held his long tool in his hand pointing to the ceiling. He wants me to ride him first she thought happily. She was going to ride him slowly. She wanted this first session to be a very long and pleasurable one. This way she could control the pace. She mounted his groin and took his cock from his hand. She rubbed it over her wet slit coating his head with her wet stickiness. She sat on him slowly letting her wet tunnel gobble him up inch by inch. She loved the feeling of his cock flesh pushing her moist walls aside as it slid in. She sat on him with a sigh of pleasure as she took the entirety of his manhood into her love hole. Their eyes met in a mixture of love, arousal and deep lust.
 
“One week without your pussy was a week too long,” He said with a smile. “My cock fit’s so snuggly in your pussy my love.”
 
She lay on his body and kissed him with ardour. “With you in me, it feels like we are both one. Just your cock inside me is like I’m in paradise.”
 
Mounika moved her buttocks in slow circles tightening her pussy walls as she did so. Prakash could see the strain in her face as she did that. “I can feel your pussy gripping Mounika,” Prakash said.
 
“Do I make you happy Prakash dear, do you really love me or am I just a free fuck? Are you having sex with me because I am Jayakar’s wife?”
 
Prakash held her cheeks in both his palms and kissed her puckered lips. “You are not just another woman to me Mounika. You are very special. The sole reason I intend to marry Sandhya is because I want to be with you.”
 
Mounika was both very pleased and a little disturbed. “You will treat Sandhya well won’t you. She is my daughter and I don’t want her life to be affected badly.”
 
“You mean so much to me so how can I treat your own flesh and blood badly. Don’t you worry my lovely lover, I’ll make her happy.” Prakash saw her face brighten in happiness but also noticed another emotion conflicting with that. He couldn’t quite place it but had seen a similar reaction elsewhere.
 
“What is it honey, your thinking something else?” Prakash asked directly.
Mounika shook her head and smiled,” No, nothing,” She answered evasively.
 
It was then that Prakash suddenly remembered where he had seen that expression before. It had not been on the face of a woman. That’s why he couldn’t quite place it. It had been on the face of a man. It was when he was caught one time by the husband of a women he was having sex with. The man had come home unexpectedly while he was in the midst of the second round with her. He was fucking her in her hall, on the sofa. He had heard her moaning loudly in pleasure and had peeked in through a small opening in the window blinds. He had seen his wife’s expression of pure bliss as she was fucked in doggy style. He had sat down broken on his own doorway. When the woman had come to send him off in the front doorway they were shocked to see the husband sitting there. The husband was not violent or angry he was sad and hurt badly by the betrayal. There tears of recrimination from the husband, tears of fear and sadness from the wife and he was helpless between them. This was the first time he had been caught in this situation. The wife apologised again and again to her husband. She assured him that she still loved him and the adulterous sex was only purely physical without any emotional involvement. She had succumbed in a moment of weakness and it was not his fault at all she had assured her husband. That’s when he had seen that expression, apart from the hurt and sadness there was this expression which he later learnt was jealousy. For the sake of their children the two of them worked things out. It was not easy and took a long time. It took a long time for the wounds to heal. She was not ready to give up her marriage which had been fine except that she had got a bit bored by the routine life. Only when this threat of the marriage failing did she realise how important it was for her. She cut off all contact with Prakash. Probably she will never again cheat on her husband Prakash concluded. For the first time Prakash felt bad about what he did when he saw the hurt on the face of the husband. He had avoided any such adulterous relationships for about two years. That is until he saw Mounika. He was captivated by her elegance, beauty and glamour.  He had relapsed back to the joys of the forbidden pleasure. Having once done that, continuing with Prema and Lekha became a consequence of that.
 
“Mounika, are you jealous of your own daughter?” He teased her.
Mounika’s face turned bright red at having been found out. She buried her face in his neck, refusing to see his face. He forcibly pulled up her face. She closed her eyes tightly refusing to see his face.
“Look at me darling, come on, open your eyes.”
She shook her head I refusal. He kissed her deeply on before repeating,” Come on dear, look at me.”
She slowly opened her eyes with a small smile of embarrassment playing on her lips.
“Don’t you want me to keep your daughter happy?”
Mounika nodded yes, shyly.
“I’ll give her my love and keep her happy but you will always be number one for me my love.” What both Mounika and Sandhya would not know is that he won’t be exclusively for them alone. He would discretely have his flings with any women he was attracted to and whom he succeeds in seducing. One thing is that he won’t indulge in paid sex.
 
Prakash looked at the lovely face looking back at him shyly. Do break that shyness and get her back to erotic sex mood he said,” The porn stars were right. Your lipstick is still intact and your lips are very kissable,” Prakash teased her.
 
“Don’t tease me you buffalo, I’m not a porn actress,” She admonished him but kissed him as he had told kiss desire for her wet lips.
 
Mounika’s him were moving back and forth while she lay on him. He helped her by squeezing her by her buttocks and pulling her up and down. In this way her breasts that were mashed against his chest were pulled up and down on his body. This made her nipples even more dilated if that was possible. The rubbing caused her to have two pleasure points invading her senses. One caused by his huge girthed cock in her tight pleasure hole and the other on her nipples by his chest.
 
“Take me darling, make me your woman,” She hissed in passion.
 
“No baby, you have to fuck me, You’re on top.”
Mounika sucked on his neck as she started moving her hips faster. Her Mangalsutra was rubbing against his chest causing some grating but he did not bother about it as the pleasure emanating from his groin was much greater than the little discomfort. Besides it reminded him that his cock was lodged in the cunt of Mrs Mounika Jayakar who was blissfully unaware that his wife was shamelessly fornicating with him waiting for the moment he would be out of the way. Mounika pressed her chest and upper part of her stomach on his body and just raised her buttocks till her body was arched like a reverse bow over his sturdy body. Only the head of his cock was held by her cunt lips.
 
“Push down my arse with your hands darling,” Mounika whispered, her voice dripping with desire.
 
Prakash grabbed both her soft buttocks flesh with his strong grip, squeezed the soft malleable flesh before pushing her arse down. As her cunt once more swallowed his cock fully Mounika moaned into his mouth as she sucked on his lips. As soon as their pubic hairs met she would raise her buttocks again as before inviting him to push downwards once more. The fucked like this for several minutes as she increased her speed. Each time his thick flesh rubbed against her sensitive spots in her pussy walls she would be transported to new heights of joy by that sensation. The flow of her love juice was constant and was lubricating his pole so that it aided her in moving faster and faster. The increasing intensity of her kiss told him that she was approaching her crescendo.  
 
She was not able to keep her lips contact with his anymore. With eyes closed and mouth open she kept moaning,” nng fuck… nng fuck… nng fuck… nng fuck…”
 
He thrust his hips upwards meeting her downward plunge. Their rapidly churning sex organs was hastening her to blissful release. “OOohhh… fuckkkkk…,” Mounika shrieked loudly before she lay down completely on his body. The little shudders from her body every few seconds revealed the tremors of pleasure that was washing through her.
 
Mounika looked up at his face and smiled bashfully. She had shamelessly enjoyed this illicit mating and had immodestly lamented out loudly like a bitch in heat. There was no display of the decorum or dignity of a woman of her standing in society. She was simply a woman who was consumed by her lustful cravings. The whites of her eyes were now of a hue like her lips showing the extent of her heated passion.
 
“I needed that … I missed that … it was fantastic,” She generously praised his sexual prowess.
They engaged once more in a passionate kiss. Though sated for the moment, Mounika needed more than that. Small droplets of sweat had formed on their bodies. Before their first love making session ends the droplets would turn to small rivulets dripping down from their bodies. She sat up on his body with his cock still very much lodged deep within her. His hard flesh was still in its heated state despite the soaking it got from her feminine release. There was a strong smell of sex there now that kindle their desire towards their next session. She was still breathing heavily and her shapely breasts were moving in accordance to her heaving body. Mounika was so fair skinned that the areola at the tip of her breast was not dark hued but of a rich pink colour with a slighter darker distended half an inch bud that just needed to be suckled on. He would be the only other man apart from her husband who would be afforded that privilege. Seeing him look hungrily at them Mounika took her breasts in both hands and squeezed them together. It was as if she was promising him that his cock would be pressed between those pulpy flesh the way it was now being pressed by her engulfing pussy muscles.
 
She held the back of his head slightly up by the palm of her hand and leaned forward and fed him her nipple. “Suck me my love, suckle it my baby boy,” She said huskily.
Like a famished baby he eagerly suckled on her breast causing her to moan. He chewed on her breast not caring if he was to leave a mark. Her husband would only be back after about ten days. His love marks should have healed by them. She whimpered in delight at the rough devouring of her flesh by her greedy lover. This was very different from how gently her husband handles her. He roughly squeezed her other breast as he fed on her. Both her rubbery tits were chewed like they have never been before. His handling had reddened the white flesh of her bell-shaped breasts. Her desire was fully ignited once more. She needed his rough plumbing of the depths of her womanhood. She slid off his body and lay on the lush carpet with her legs pulled wide to either side of her body.
 
“Fuck me Prakash dear, fuck me hard, I want you in me now,” She pleaded.
Prakash too was in extreme heat, he needed to get his own release. He mounted her quickly, plunging in his hot rod unceremoniously into her grasping pussy.
“Uff…,” Mounika grunted at the force of his trust. “Slowly you ruffian, your poking like this aww..”
Prakash was not in the apologetic mood. He started pumping his cock in with vigour. She held on to his heaving body frantically. She twined her legs over his, pressing her calves over his hard-muscled calves. Her nails were constantly digging in and releasing into the flesh of his broad back. His undulating body plunged his pole into her treasure as if it was moving in waves. The erotic movements of two passionate lovers engaging in the genuine act of seeking pleasure from each other’s body can never be replicated in the artificial world of the porn movies. Here were two lovers who were experiencing untold levels of pleasure from their sinful act of lust and passion.
 
“Ahh.. ngg… fuck me..Prakash… Prakash… ng,, ng.. “
“hump… sweet  bitch… sweet cunt…ahh…”
 
“Your cock is killing me darling… Oh god god…ohh..”
“Fuck… I’m going to fuck your tight cunt every day baby.. every day till your husband comes back…”
Mounika was in a delirium of sexual pleasure. She was mumbling vulgarly .. words she had heard but never uttered before. “Tear my cunt you fucking bastard… you like my married hole don’t you… fuck me with your filthy cock..”
 
“Fucking your whorish slutty cunt is wonderful.. Jayakar… your wife is thrusting her cunt up for my cock… see how she fucks like a bitch in heat..”
 
“Ang… ang… harder you dirty big cocked bastard.. you like seducing another man’s wife don’t you .. show me what you’ve got.”
 
Prakash pumped in fast forceful thrusts, making their bodies thud together loudly. “How is my fucking… better than your husbands..”
In her highly passionate state of mind she was not conscious of what she was saying, only the need for more and more of the divine pleasure he was giving her. “Yes… your huge cock is super… fuck me baby like my husband never can.. ohh.. ohh.. ohh..”
They were like two animals fornicating without any reservations. Jayaker would have never recognised that this was his spouse of nearly thirty years who was wallowing in lust like this without a shred of decency or shame.
 
“Oh god your taking me to heaven Prakash .. My husband is nothing to you… you’re a superb lover aarr…”
 
“Ahhhh…. I’m coming baby…. Fill me .. fill my cunt with your virile life fluid…. Aarrghhh…”
Mounika lost all control. She moaned loudly, biting on to his chest, she drew hard lines on his back and his buttocks with her nails. This orgasm had surpassed even the pleasure he had given her earlier when they made love. She was vaguely conscious of his own fluid spewing into her hungrily spasming cunt flesh. It was like a volcano that had erupted into her spilling it’s potent lava. Her body was spasming harder than if she had been suffering from fits. This glorious bliss lasted for a long minute and more. When they finally came to their normal senses they shared a secret smile. A smile that recognised a new found intimacy that had grown between them and within them. She knew that she had crossed another line in her adulterous behaviour. She had talked disparagingly about her husband’s sexual organ and love making skill. This was a line she didn’t think she would cross but he had shown her paradise that she never imagined existed in sex.
She lay cosily in his arms as he carried her into his bedroom. That they had left the evidence of their passion dripping in a large spot on the expensive carpet was of no consequence to them. Much more awaited them on this long day. Mounika thought that Prakash would definitely fulfil his promise of banging her at least four or five times today. He would sure exhaust her but that would be wonderful exhaustion.

[Manikandarajesh]

Great update

[sakshisanthosh143]

Super b hot ? update bro

[vishuvanathan]

Very hot update

[BukkaaReddy]

Hi MrWriterJi, this is one of the best 1 so far, this is best lovemaking part with Steamy, intense, erotic and sensual Lovemaking So far. But that day for Prakash-Mounica didn't end with that right, we still have some sexual adventures for that day right? Expecting next update soon?