20-01-2019, 03:28 PM
(This post was last modified: 20-01-2019, 10:17 PM by Ramesh_Rocky.)
After a great morning’s sexual activity both Anita and Rohit got ready. He went back to his guest bedroom to shave and change into some casual clothes - and Anita closed the door of her bedroom to reflect upon the morning’s progress. Not bad at all - and she knew now that she had ignited the lust in him to an extent that he would ‘probably’ go along with anything that was planned for the evening. Rohit’s short holiday with them was getting over and she know he was taking the flight back to Delhi in the morning. It was now or never. The issue was that ‘probably’ was not good enough. It needed to be ‘guaranteed’ that he would be like putty in her hands - not only that night but even when she called him to visit her in Delhi once they moved there. It would be nice to have him over at least once in 6 weeks for a couple of days of some un-inhibited sex.
Anita’s mind wandered to the session planned for the night when she would experience her first threesome - and she could feel the tension on her clit as it grows hard and her pussy became wet again. Will Rohit go for it and be a willing participant? He has come across so far as being a bit on the shy side and a perfect gentleman. So will he go along with some full scale fucking - that too with Amit around? And after all he is married. So what about the guilt feelings that he would have to deal with? “ Too bad” Anita said to herself. This is going to be her night - the night that she has waited for so long. This is going to be the night that she will get fucked by TWO cocks - and that too not on the sly but with Amit around to see and participate. And if Rohit wanted to involve his wife, why not? She or for that matter they would certainly not be averse to it.
She snapped out of the thoughts with the determination that she would keep the momentum going - in-fact build it up steadily till the night. She stood in front of the full-length mirror on the cupboard and look at herself. She smiled at the thought of what was going to happen. Her manicured fingers went down to her clit and once again the familiar need to explode began to creep in her cunt. She parted her legs and pushed a finger inside. It gave a bit of relief - but then with quite determination she took it out. No, today she would not make herself come even once. She had two men to do that for her. Much better!
She looked at the clock on the table. It was already 12.30 in the morning. Time to make a move. She opened her cupboard and took out her black thong that she bought last time in Delhi and a lacy black bra. The thong feels quite nice - digging into her ass cheeks. Required a bit getting used to - but it is a constant reminder that she was wearing something sexy. She quickly put on her sari and a blouse with a reasonably low neck line. She then tied the sari - a good 3 inches below her belly button. A quick dab of some light make-up, some lipstick and a spray of perfume and she was ready. Anita looked at herself. Nice! Looking sexy, but not slutty. All the same - very fuckable!! She opened the door to see that Rohit was ready and waiting. He was wearing blue jeans and a checked shirt. Also looking good. “Not a bad choice of a lover” she tells herself. Sorry Anju, the cock of your husband would be required by us tonight for some nice wild moments.
As Anita came out of the room, Rohit looked at her and smiled with admiration. He came across to her and embraces her. His lips come down to hers - and he kissed her long and deep - his tongue fighting with hers. She could feel him getting hard inside his jeans and his hands come to cup her breasts. The other hand wanders down to her pussy. Before she could react - he knelt down and lifted up the sari. She smiled and allowed him - her hands feeling the hair on his head. And when he saw the sexy thong he couldn’t help but gasp. He kissed her throbbing mound and tried to bite her pussy lips. It felt so good as his tongue licked the juices from the thong and his hands stroke both the sexy thighs. God, she needed that mouth on her clit. Anita reached down and pulled the thong away to expose the object of his lust. Her clit was visible between her shaved pussy lips and he began to lick her. And when he sucked it in his mouth she remembered that this was not the time. She needed to work on Rohit.
Softly she whispered “Rohit, please stop. You know we cannot get carried away. It is wrong.” Rohit pulled his lips away from her pussy to look at her. She smiled at him and said, “Take them off. That’s your reward for being so good.” He put his fingers into the waistband and pulled them down - all the way. She sexily stepped out of them and bent down to pick them up. Now both of them were standing. She brought the thong up to Rohit’s face and opened them out to expose the crotch that was till recently pressed against her wet lips. Sure enough there was a film of juices.
“Smell it” she said and he reacted - taking in a deep whiff of her juices - his eyes close. “Would you like to taste it” she said - and he willingly complied. Her juices tasted so good. He sure was getting hooked!
She then took the thong way from him and dropped it on the living room sofa. It lay there in plain sight for every body to see. Yes, she had left it there for Amit to see when he got back from office. It was a signal to say that all was going according to plan. She now took Rohit by his hand and led him out of the house.
Both of them hailed down a passing auto rickshaw and headed for lunch at a traditional Gujarati place that served great food. Both of them were ravenous. And from there they walked down to a shopping centre that has just come up so that Rohit could get his wife something. Quite ironical that the two of them were buying something for his wife when they had just spent the morning fucking!! And as she went from shop to shop Anita took every opportunity to brush her hand against his cock. Yes, it seemed to be in a perpetual state of hardness - just as she seemed to be constantly wet. At about 4.00 pm they decided to take a break. Still some things to be bought, but time for a coffee. They headed for the coffee parlour and order yourselves one each and settled down to sip it in a quiet corner of the parlour. Anita decide it was now time to raise the level a bit. After all, the evening is fast approaching.
Anita’s mind wandered to the session planned for the night when she would experience her first threesome - and she could feel the tension on her clit as it grows hard and her pussy became wet again. Will Rohit go for it and be a willing participant? He has come across so far as being a bit on the shy side and a perfect gentleman. So will he go along with some full scale fucking - that too with Amit around? And after all he is married. So what about the guilt feelings that he would have to deal with? “ Too bad” Anita said to herself. This is going to be her night - the night that she has waited for so long. This is going to be the night that she will get fucked by TWO cocks - and that too not on the sly but with Amit around to see and participate. And if Rohit wanted to involve his wife, why not? She or for that matter they would certainly not be averse to it.
She snapped out of the thoughts with the determination that she would keep the momentum going - in-fact build it up steadily till the night. She stood in front of the full-length mirror on the cupboard and look at herself. She smiled at the thought of what was going to happen. Her manicured fingers went down to her clit and once again the familiar need to explode began to creep in her cunt. She parted her legs and pushed a finger inside. It gave a bit of relief - but then with quite determination she took it out. No, today she would not make herself come even once. She had two men to do that for her. Much better!
She looked at the clock on the table. It was already 12.30 in the morning. Time to make a move. She opened her cupboard and took out her black thong that she bought last time in Delhi and a lacy black bra. The thong feels quite nice - digging into her ass cheeks. Required a bit getting used to - but it is a constant reminder that she was wearing something sexy. She quickly put on her sari and a blouse with a reasonably low neck line. She then tied the sari - a good 3 inches below her belly button. A quick dab of some light make-up, some lipstick and a spray of perfume and she was ready. Anita looked at herself. Nice! Looking sexy, but not slutty. All the same - very fuckable!! She opened the door to see that Rohit was ready and waiting. He was wearing blue jeans and a checked shirt. Also looking good. “Not a bad choice of a lover” she tells herself. Sorry Anju, the cock of your husband would be required by us tonight for some nice wild moments.
As Anita came out of the room, Rohit looked at her and smiled with admiration. He came across to her and embraces her. His lips come down to hers - and he kissed her long and deep - his tongue fighting with hers. She could feel him getting hard inside his jeans and his hands come to cup her breasts. The other hand wanders down to her pussy. Before she could react - he knelt down and lifted up the sari. She smiled and allowed him - her hands feeling the hair on his head. And when he saw the sexy thong he couldn’t help but gasp. He kissed her throbbing mound and tried to bite her pussy lips. It felt so good as his tongue licked the juices from the thong and his hands stroke both the sexy thighs. God, she needed that mouth on her clit. Anita reached down and pulled the thong away to expose the object of his lust. Her clit was visible between her shaved pussy lips and he began to lick her. And when he sucked it in his mouth she remembered that this was not the time. She needed to work on Rohit.
Softly she whispered “Rohit, please stop. You know we cannot get carried away. It is wrong.” Rohit pulled his lips away from her pussy to look at her. She smiled at him and said, “Take them off. That’s your reward for being so good.” He put his fingers into the waistband and pulled them down - all the way. She sexily stepped out of them and bent down to pick them up. Now both of them were standing. She brought the thong up to Rohit’s face and opened them out to expose the crotch that was till recently pressed against her wet lips. Sure enough there was a film of juices.
“Smell it” she said and he reacted - taking in a deep whiff of her juices - his eyes close. “Would you like to taste it” she said - and he willingly complied. Her juices tasted so good. He sure was getting hooked!
She then took the thong way from him and dropped it on the living room sofa. It lay there in plain sight for every body to see. Yes, she had left it there for Amit to see when he got back from office. It was a signal to say that all was going according to plan. She now took Rohit by his hand and led him out of the house.
Both of them hailed down a passing auto rickshaw and headed for lunch at a traditional Gujarati place that served great food. Both of them were ravenous. And from there they walked down to a shopping centre that has just come up so that Rohit could get his wife something. Quite ironical that the two of them were buying something for his wife when they had just spent the morning fucking!! And as she went from shop to shop Anita took every opportunity to brush her hand against his cock. Yes, it seemed to be in a perpetual state of hardness - just as she seemed to be constantly wet. At about 4.00 pm they decided to take a break. Still some things to be bought, but time for a coffee. They headed for the coffee parlour and order yourselves one each and settled down to sip it in a quiet corner of the parlour. Anita decide it was now time to raise the level a bit. After all, the evening is fast approaching.
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