Adultery Cuckolded by Disgusting Neighbor by vyasya

[Ramesh_Rocky]

It was quite a sight to watch his flaccid yet thick like a sausage cock bounce around in her hands as she licked every part of it to clean his cum. She spent a minute or so and by then his semen found its way into my mouth but it was still clinging to her outer lips and I had to flick my tongue to get it down. When I tried to suck on her clit in between she pushed me back and made me focus on her lower lips. She had no intention of intensifying her experience anymore. I was worried that Kishanchanji would disengage from her and she would continue to ride my face until I had completely cleaned up. However, Kishanchanji had other intentions; after she had cleaned him up completely, he turned around and presented his bum. She tentatively gave few brief kisses on his bum but that didn't satisfy him and then she gave a few wet kisses on his bum. When he persisted; she tried evading his request for a little while by spending her time touching his bum and kneading it. Enough of perfunctory acts were performed but that didn't dislodge him from that position. I might be imagining this but it was quite evident that she wasn't willing to lick his anal opening yet. Although, she had said earlier that she wouldn't hesitate. Perhaps she was hesitating because she was already satiated. Regardless, when my tongue flicked across her clit, she shuddered and instead of pushing me aside she experienced the feeling. That only encouraged me do it a few more times and soon enough it intoxicated her and she shed her inhibitions. Her tongue darted into the dark black hole. Moans from Kishanchanji confirmed that her tongue was at the right spot and she was doing what he expected her to do. I also found her rock back and forth her hips in an effort to increase the friction with my tongue. A little by little more and more of his semen dropped down and my mouth and nose was smeared with the slimy, white liquid. As time progressed, Manisha's languid actions were turning into active ones and she tried to pleasure him to the fullest extent. It worked. Kishanchanji complemented with words and sometimes with his moans. While it did seem like a long while but she rimmed him for about five minutes or so and this was after they both had climaxed.


Kishanchanji left us alone to take a shower in the bathroom and Manisha asked me to lay on the bed properly. She laid next to me and started kissing me. Her hand found my pecker once again and she started stroking it for what it was worth. She cleaned up the slimy liquid from my face and kissed me deeply. By now, I was past my reservations and didn't mind her perverse actions. Realizing that I may not be able to hold it for long, she slowed down the tempo and mouthed the words, "Thank you!"

"He is mighty happy with you."

Her hand moved southwards and her finger probed my anal opening. I wondered if she would give me the same treatment.

"Do you want him to try this hole?" she whispered gently.

"What?"

I was stunned at what she was suggesting. She laughed and said, "Not yours mine."

"Didn't you try it already?" I asked puzzled.

"NO."

"He is too big," she said.

"I didn't think you could all of this," she continued.

"Well, I can't," retorted.

"Doesn't seem like, though."

"Your friend called to speak to me," I quipped.

"Who?"

"Guess who?"

"Who could call you on a cruise ship?" she asked.

"Mamta."

She didn't say much but there was differently some concern in her eyes but she still asked me, "Why?"

"She was suggesting that I stop you from becoming too adventurous."

She had a puzzled look on her face, so I clarified, "She wants you to be only with Kishanchanji and don't try your luck with other men."

"You shouldn't pay much attention to her."

"But she is sensible," I countered.

"She wants us to be tied down to only one person - who is twice my age."

"Honey, she is suggesting that you should consider getting pregnant by him."

"I never refused to that," she countered.

"This bound to happen and just a matter of time."

"But that doesn't mean we can't expand our little club to include other folks."

"Amirchanji, you mean?"

"Yes and perhaps some others."

"We need to be careful as the more folks we involve the worse it can get," I gently whispered.

"So, you want me to be solely his mistress?" she asked. Looking at me surprised by my suggestion. I nodded.

"You understand the consequences, right?"

"It would be better than what you have in mind," I retorted.

"And how do you plan to manage Amirchanji?" she asked.

"Not sure. Let's see."

"If it comes to that you can always attend to him after you are pregnant."

"She surely has brainwashed you," she quipped as her hand and again started stroking my penis.

"You never told me - what did you think of her?"

"She is good," I said, somewhat embarrassed. She looked at me and waited for me to say more.

"She isn't as pretty as you but I like her." Manisha smiled.

"Oh BTW, she also told me about you and Kishanchanji - what happened from the first time."

Manisha held her breath, the moment she heard this. There was some irritation on her face but mostly it was surprise. She didn't expect it from Mamta I thought. Right around the time Kishanchanji stepped out and she whispered, "Let's not talk about it now."

She continued the act while kissing me in the dark after Kishanchanji switched out the lights. She made no haste and played with me for another ten minutes before I ejaculated. She sent me away and I reluctantly left the two on their bed and headed back to my bunker after cleaning up. I couldn't sleep as the thoughts of what was hidden from me bothered me but I was relieved too in some ways knowing that there was no way she was going to have her period next month. It took about another half-hour or so and just when I was dozing off, I noticed that Kishanchanji was making out with her again. The lights were off but I knew that he took her to yet another climax in a matter of half-hour. I had not much interest after having spent earlier but my admiration for Kishanchanji only grew. The old bastard mounted her once again for what I thought was another half-hour in the early morning.

He dozed off soon after that episode again but Manisha sauntered to my bunk and woke me up with her sloppy kisses. She was smelling like shit with all the semen and ugly morning breath but that didn't stop her from pushing her tongue into my foul mouth again. Although, I was spent for the night, her sexual state got me going within a few minutes. Her hand crept into my pajamas and stroked my cock furiously. She kissed me passionately and I forgot everything nasty about our situation and indulged her instead. She was smoking hot as she explored every corner of my mouth while her hand toyed with my penis and sacs.

"I love you my little cuckold," she whispered into my ear.

Now this was not the first time she used this word but certainly wasn't the first time where she used it lovingly and confidently. It seemed to me that she was a little drunk but as far as I knew she never touched alcohol but her demeanor that night conveyed otherwise.