Adultery Uncle & Sunita: Unleashed by Deepa by misterwho

[Ramesh_Rocky]

The pleasure from the change in the angle of his cock was immense; the pussy was pointing downward and this had the effect of angling his cock down, against its natural upward pointing orientation.


Sunita's pussy was oriented downward, clit riding hard on the vein-ribbed pillar sliding in and out each time Shom pumped her ass down on his cock. Sunita levered her heels on his ass, nails digging into his back and shoulders and pulled herself up, the clit once again sliding against the cock. "Haaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" she shuddered.

"Hey!" shouted Karan up to Deepa, "Surprise, surprise!"

"How come?" asked Deepa. The question seemed pointless to Karan. But from the sounds that filled her ear Deepa knew that there was a lot to gain from this delaying tactic.

Shom gritted his teeth as he felt his orgasm build up again. His cock swelled but he was a little unsure of the signal his body was sending; it seemed he wanted to pee. He pulled in his sphincter muscles to control that feeling and the orgasm stalled at that level. Wildly, he gripped her asscheeks harder, and pulling them apart in the strength he applied and rammed her cunt down on his cock. The pleasure was incredible and he let out a roar. This time Deepa did not need the phone to hear the noises.

"Yahin se baat karogi ya andar bhi chodogi?" laughed Karan, asking Deepa to open the gates and the main door. (Will you talk to me from there only or are you going to let me in at all?)

"Babaaaa!" sobbed Sunita, using the term Deepa used to call her father, for she too had called him by the same name many years ago. "Baba! Baba! Baba!" called out Sunita through gritted teeth as she hammered in a few of her own thrusts on his cock. Waves of pleasure washed out of her from her innermost being – somewhere deep, was it her womb or her spine or her soul? She felt the physical manifestation of that pleasure, a gush of fluid drench their hair and privates and flow down.

"Listen! Listen! Listen!" she called to him frantically, holding his head which was flailing, his lips wet with his own spittle, to grab his attention. "We need to finish! Karan is here!"

Her Uncle Shom laid her back on the bed and in doing so his cock slid out of its sanctuary.

"Noooooooooooooooooooooo!" moaned Sunita as the vacuum ached far more than any stretching of her cunt could cause.

She reached out for the phone as Deepa's Baba positioned himself to pound out a finish. Shom had to now complete his own agenda of pleasure and this was imperative for Sunita too. Sunita had orgasmed several times over but the psychological end of her pleasure had to come from satiating her Uncle Shom.

Damn that urge to pee cursed Shom to himself. With a night long agenda he could have enjoyed the delayed orgasm it meant, but now he just had to give way. He knew that till he was sure he wouldn't be drenching her in the wrong fluid it was going to be tense. As an experienced veteran in sexual matters Shom knew that drying his cock was going to be much needed. He grabbed his dhoti and dried his cock, throwing another end of the garment on Sunita's crotch.

As Sunita took the dhoti and tucked into her folds to dry herself a bit, she asked Deepa, "Yes, tell me where is heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" The extended 'he' was Shom ramming back into her. It was painful -the invasion- for both cock and cunt had been dried. The deeper he sank in the softer and easier it became for inside her was the well of fluid ready to lubricate the pistoning of his cock in her cunt.

"Keep the noise down," whispered Deepa. "I am just headed down the stairs to bring him in. I will try and slow things down but I cannot take for ever. You guys must really finish or abandon this now!" said Deepa, truly fearful of what might happen if Karan discovered his pretty young wife fucking a man old enough to be her father.

Deepa then decided that the fuck-fest needed to end and that her dad and her pal would have to take the responsibility. She told Sunita, "Put your phone on speaker and I will keep talking to Karan. You will know when we are approaching and it is up to the two of you to finish and look presentable. Ok?"

"O, Oh, Oh-uh, yaaaahuh, Okayhhhhhhh!" grunted Sunita, each syllable punctuated by a thrust from Uncle Shom.

With all the jerking and shaking she somehow managed to switch on the loudspeaker option on the phone and flung it on the bed next to her head. She now had to do her best to make her man cum and she focused on that task.

Shom had both eyes screwed tightly closed and was concentrating on the ripples of sensation radiating outward from his cock and the base of his spine. He was also trying to judge the nature of the release which he felt in his penis. The release was going to be immensely pleasurable but he was terribly unsure of his prostrate.

Sunita grabbed his arms and raised her hips upward, offering the core of her being to this man she so wanted to please. She clenched her pussy muscles and released them, timing her clenching to his plunging.

In the background, through the waves of pleasure, over the image of her Uncle Shom's tense face, sweat drops forming on his brow and building on his nose tip, she noticed the sounds of the gate being opened and some chatter between Karan and Deepa.

Shom's ass muscles and sphincter were tightly clenched too as he fought to fuck on through to the orgasm. The pool of pleasure inside him was ever widening and he knew in any other situation he would have just extended this run happily. But now was not that moment. And yet, he could not unclench and let go.

Sunita reached around him and her hands encountered the tightly clenched muscles of his ass. She felt the rounding of both asscheeks and while her fingernails drew lines on them that made Shom shudder, she could not part them due to the tautness. She was unable to reach his anus in the same way that he had released her by touching her there. She lifted herself by levering herself up on his strong arms and reached lower. She tickled him at the base of his ass and Shom parted his legs as he felt her reaching deeper.

"Welcome home," they heard Deepa say to Karan over the speaker. He was now in the downstairs hall. "Do you want a drink?" asked Deepa; one more stalling tactic.

The spreading of his legs caused Shom to lose control of his muscles and he felt a bolt of pleasure race up from his insides and surge through his cock. As it hit his head Shom sobbed out his orgasm with a series of loud "Ah"s. Sunita cupped his mouth with her hand to stifle the sounds. She was not entirely successful because his head was thrashing around. He sucked her fingers in to his mouth, making love to them as well.