Adultery Life of an Indian Woman by bena4u
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Sameena had needed a good fucking and he had given it to her and done it well. She could hardly believe this was happening after so much waiting, so much dreaming, so much longing, and those endless masturbation sessions alone in her bed. She could think of nothing but cock till he spurted his cum in several long spurts deep inside her cunt. He mashed her breasts in frenzy as he came and that brought her to another explosive climax as she absorbed every drop of his cum.


Like a true chauvinistic male he just released her hips with a grunt, let go of her feet, pulled his shrinking dick out of her pussy and quickly pulled on his shilwar, retying it before she could move. There she was, lying back, well fucked and she hadn't even touched the cock that gave her so much joy. She looked at him and felt like a horny whore. He disappeared without one word of farewell, leaving her gasping in pleasure in that naked, well-ravished state and absolute wonder that she had cum twice in less than fifteen minutes. She lay there for a while almost in a state of shock, and then she slowly fingered herself, allowing the mixture of their juices in her pussy to spread all over her fingers.

She love the feel of her pussy when it is wet, and lying naked on the floor with a somewhat satisfied glow all over her body, she kept smiling to herself with her hand around her pussy mound, not caressing it but simply allowing it to lie where she loved to have it the most. The quick explosive fuck in the morning was a dream for any fourty year old woman like her. Eventually she rose slowly, with her sweaty braless qameez still open, but her shilwar was in her hands and she couldn't decide whether to put it on or to clean herself up. Her thighs were sticky and some cum still settled wetly over her puffy pussy lips, as they had not yet begun to dry. She ran her fingers over her cunt lips and felt them tenderly. She scooped some of his cum out of her cunt with her fingers and brought them to her nose to smell the sexy aroma. She went into the bathroom and as she looked in the mirror she saw her hair was disheveled and her clothes wet with sweat. She took a bath to freshen herself up, but still she was left with the euphoric feeling that Khalid had left her with.

Next morning when Khalid came she went to collect the milk and he immediately grabbed her by her hips and pushed her back inside the house. She panicked and hissed at him to stop, pointing at the bedroom where her husband was still sleeping, but he had no intention of leaving. When he tried to open her shilwar, she whispered frantically to him that her husband was at home in their bedroom. Not giving a damn, he opened her shilwar and turned her around, opening his shilwar in the same motion. Strangely, she felt herself obeying him, while she was still gesticulating towards the bedroom door where her husband was sleeping. With strong and silent efficiency, he once again gripped her hips and shook her like a doll. The risk that she felt in the situation was already becoming overcome by her lust as she felt the heat of his rock hard cock pressed against her already naked ass. her body throbbed with lust and her pussy started dripping, as she wanted to feel that hard dick penetrate her depths again.

"Let's go into the kitchen," She whispered to him and as they went in there he wasted no time, bending her over the kitchen counter. She stood there lewdly with her legs parted on their own accord and he quickly reached behind her quivering ass. She wriggled her hips and pressed backwards as if to hit his crotch. She needed badly to get hard fuck and her obliging milkman began giving it to her. He had merely hiked her qameez flap up and placed his huge cock at the entrance of her slushy pussy and then thrust his dick right into her willing cunt. His hands held on to her by her full breasts, and immediately began pumping hard into her pussy. Her cunt muscles started greedily clasping his dick, milking it to new heights of passion.

Because of the risky situation, the sex was hurried and even more thrilling than the first time. Khalid started fucking her with hard, rapid strokes, wanting to please her as much as he could. He stroked in and out of her with deliberate thrusts, making sure he penetrated her as deeply as he could. As he ploughed, piston and rammed his huge cock in and out of her steamy twat, her body jerked and vibrated under his tremendous onslaught. He was simply ravaging her wet and willing cunt, and she began wailing and screaming very lowly and continued her high-pitched response to his speedy, hot strokes into her cunt.

Guttural sounds were coming from her mouth as Khalid fucked the hell out of her lusty, stacked body, every inch of her responding to his explosive fucking. His hands mauled her already sensitive breasts, but his grip on them was so firm that she felt her nipples might burst out of her soft and firm mounds. Sameena thrust her lush, hot ass back at his cock begging him with moans and urging him deeper with hoarse grunts. It was mating of the highest intensity and she was getting fucked like never before by the young milkman and with the knowledge that her husband was sleeping in thier bedroom just two rooms away from the kitchen. they didn't care as they continued fucking intensely until she felt the first flood of her orgasm. Khalid noticed it too and keeping his searing rhythm timed his own release to coincide with her orgasmic spasms. He shot loads and loads of cum and she felt her whole insides being washed with his hot seed causing her pussy to continue to throb and clutch fiercely at his ejaculating cock for few more minutes. She had never known such a mind-blowing orgasm before, probably because she had never been fucked in such a risky situation before, nor had she been fucked this well by any one. Khalid slowly withdrew his cock from her pussy and this time seemed in no hurry to leave. As she glanced at the kitchen clock she saw that the whole horny encounter had taken less than fifteen minutes. Sameena asked Khalid to leave quickly as she was still worried that her husband would awaken soon.

After that day Khalid brought her milk for her coffee and cream for her cunt, and they fucked nearly every day for more than a year. Once he told her that he had fucked dozens of frustrated housewives just like her, sometimes two or three of them in the same day, and this turned her on so much that they had the wildest sex they had ever had that day. She thought this affair would go on for ever, but of course a man like that is always looking for fresh pussy and all too soon he lost interest in her.

To be continued...
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