Adultery Indian Wife & Second Encounter by rupanita-Completed
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Kneeling behind her, Bhavu began to quicken the pace of his strokes, driving solid and deep each time. A soft sheen of sweat covered both bodies as they rocked together in unison. The moisture caused Simran's hands to become slippery and one particularly vicious thrust suddenly forced her off the bed. Gasping, her eyes snapped open and she clawed out with a rush of adrenaline to break her short fall. Her fingers twisted into the soft carpet and planted there.

Watching and realizing she had recovered from the slip, Bhavu resumed his assault on her frayed senses. His fingers kept up the sadistic little game of tweaking her hypersensitive clitoris, while his hips pounded again and again with increasing speed and power against her rippling buttocks. Each savage thrust plowed his impressive cock deep into her tunnel, pushing the cock up against her cervix.

Holding her by both the breasts, Bhavu helped her come back to the bed, all the while ensuring the cock remained within the tight grip of her pussy.

Her head dropped down and her long, silky hair fanned out across the bedsheet. Simran's swaying breasts and burning nipples scbangd and slid across the soft fabric. Each time Bhavu twisted her secret button she would respond by grinding her ass back against him. Another in a long string of crashing orgasm was quickly building and ready to consume her.

It had been quite some time and Bhavu himself was rapidly approaching his own release. Grunting and sweating, he strained at his pleasurable work. His hard buttocks flexed and hollowed as he hammered away, feeling their slick flesh slap together faster and faster. His bloated balls swung heavy between his legs, ready to spray his molten seed in her furthest depths. He waited until her constant cries rose to the level that he knew could only mean she was having another wild orgasm. Then, while her tunnel pulsed and twitched around his pistoning shaft, he groaned out one last comment to her: 'And this is what we call a shared climax,' he hissed through clenched teeth.

Her eyes flew open and Simran tried to scream out in ecstasy when she felt him grip her hips firmly and slam into her one last time. But there was no sound from her parched throat. White-hot fluid rocketed into her with a powerful blast that triggered yet another numbing orgasm. Gasping, her body fully spent, she collapsed and fell away from him, sliding completely onto the bed. His cock reluctantly slipped from her slit with an obscene, wet smacking sound . . .his come seeped from her opening.

'Now, wasn't that good?' he asked a wicked smile playing on his lips.

Simran remained quiet for a while relishing the mindblowing orgasms she had just been treated to.

'I think you should leave.' She said briefly after a while.

'Sure, Mem Sahib. Why not? You have not been cooperative but your body has behaved very well. Anyway, I will go if you promise to help me live one of my fantasies.'

Simran realized that Bhavu was good only when he was busy fucking; otherwise he was a trifle irritating.

'What is it?' she snapped getting up and without realizing what she was doing, rubbed the cum that was oozing out from her pussy into her thighs.

He too got up. ' I want to fuck you and Lakshmi together.'

'Are you mad?' Simran sneered.

It was as if he did not hear. 'Tomorrow when she massages you, I will knock. Lakshmi will tell me to go away but you will call me in. You will want to see the birthmark. Then you will tell Lakshmi that her dream will come true. And don't bother. I will see to it that you get ample pleasure. I want you to lie on top of her and I want to alternate by taking one stroke in you and one in her. I am sure you will like it if you get rid of your prejudices.'

'Please, why?' she protested.

'Tomorrow or I will be nasty and you will realize that I can be very unpleasant as well. Don't make me threaten you. I don't like it.' He said menacingly and as he was about to leave, he came close to her, caught hold of her ass cheeks with both hands, pulled them up so that she was on her toes. He then ensured that her nick nipples were on his, while his cock brushed against the prickly hair of her pussy lips.

He thrust his tongue inside her and muttered. ' You are really sexy.' His hands all the time kneading her ass and his fingers gradually brushing against her ass hole.

'Actually there is nothing more pleasant than watching your own reflection sucking somebody's cock.' Bhavu said as he led Simran towards the dressing table. ' But before that let me examine you. Okay , stretch your arms overhead. Let me examine you. No hair under the arms, nice, very nice. A Mangalsutra in your neck. Good earrings. A diamond nose pin. A golden girdle around your waist, very expensive, no! But nice. Turn around. Oh nothing in your asshole. All it needs is a tight slap. Turn around again. Glass bangles on one wrist and gold one in the other along with a watch. And a combination of silver anklets and chain along with small toe rings. Nice red nail polish on your hands and toes. Now before I leave I want to give you the pleasure of watching yourself bringing me to orgasm.'
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