Adultery Fantasy Fulfilled by tantrik721

[Ramesh_Rocky]

While in the cab he received a call from Narang again,

"Hey... how you doing."

"I am fine but where are you, I have called you earlier but you didn't took the call," Narang's voice was like a whisper.

"Oh... I was at office and the mobile was in my purse... when you came back," she enquired.

"Today... but listen I wanted to talk to you... Neha is with me right now," he whispered, "I have stepped out in the balcony to talk to you."

"What!! What is she doing with you," Kavita was alarmed, "what's happening."

"Nothing is happening... but she is coming on to me... I don't know but she is behaving strangely."

"Ohh..." Kavita was speechless and didn't know what to say.

"Hey!! You are there."

"Yes... yes... what did you do?"

"What do you mean what I did... Nothing... she is your daughter!!"

"No I mean what you did when she... when she..." she could not find the right word.

"I am trying to stall her... but... but... she is a stubborn girl and I don't know how to send her home without hurting her feelings... she seems to be smitten by love bug," she heard a nervous giggle, "she kissed me... that's when I somehow managed to come out in balcony to talk to you... can you come over."

"Yes I will be right there... actually I am presently nearby and in a cab... I guess I can reach in about ten minutes," she spoke and gave directions to the cab driver for the change of destination.

Kavita's heart was pounding as she rushed out of the lift and pressed the door bell. Almost immediately the door was opened by Narang.

"Hey look who is here," he placed a hand around her shoulder and walked her in. Kavita saw Neha, her daughter, sitting on the couch; she looked at her in surprise.

"Hello Mom," she spoke sheepishly, "how come you are here."

"I should be asking this question, what are you doing here and what's gotten into you... he is... he is like your dad," she was in a rage.

Neha looked at Narang feeling hurt, "Ohh... so you called her."

"I have to... you were... you were... I think..." he faltered.

"I thought you like me."

"I like you, you are so sweet," he quickly spoke, "but I love your mother."

"You should be ashamed of yourself," Kavita was in rage.

Neha stared at her mother and then laughed, "O Yeah sure," then she ignored her completely and spoke to Narang,

"You know my father also love her and look what she had made him, a cuckoo and I thought you would be better."

She got up from the couch, "you immediately ran to mama... save me from this girl," she mocked. Both Narang and Kavita were taken aback.

While Neha continued, "she had made you too her pet," she teased, "soon will make you her cuckoo and will move on to some other man."

Kavita was stunned and was scared that she may tell him about Murty, while Narang was upset.

"What do you mean other men?"

Neha glanced meaningfully towards her mother and then started to collect her bag to leave. Narang had one look at Kavita and he knew that she has been fucking around and he was furious.

"I am not a cuckold like your father," he shouted.

"O is that so," Neha spoke sarcastically and started to leave.

"Where do you think you are going," Narang blocked her way.

"I have got nothing to do with you," she wanted to get around him but he grabbed her arm and pulled her.

"Leave me," she struggled to get her hand free but Narang held it tightly.

"I was being nice considering you are the daughter of the women I love," he hissed.

"I am not your daughter," she spoke looking into his eyes.

"You are just a kid," he chewed his words.

"I am not a virgin," she did not budge.

"So you just needed a good fuck."

"Not now... not anymore," she struggled to free her hand, "leave me." But Narang's grip tightened in rage and twisted her arm behind her back.

Kavita was standing dumbfounded in the middle of the room, she watched in total disbelief as Narang pulled her daughter to the couch. She watched as he pushed his hand inside her top and pinched the nipples.

"Ugghh...Ahh," Neha squirmed as she felt his hard fingers on her nipples.

"Let me find out how grown up you are," he panted and a battle of sort ensued between the two. Neha opposed him only because she was angry with him for calling her mom and soon she stopped resisting.

"Narang... Narang... stop it... what are you doing," Kavita shouted in horror.

"Just shut up slut... she wanted a cock and that is what she is getting... I will deal with you later," he snarled.

Kavita was startled; he has never spoken to her like this.

Narang continued with Neha and her top and bra came flying off and Narang took control of her young boobs. He grabbed both of them in each of his palms and started to maul them.

"Ahh...Ohh...Nooo...slow... please," Neha groaned. Her white tits turned a shade of pink due to the treatment he was giving them. Sweet pain ran through her body as he pulled the tout nipples between his thumb and fingers. He then pushed her on the couch and stood right in front.

"Time to find out how much you learned," he pulled his zip down and fished out the phallus which was rock hard by now.

Neha looked at him and he gave a tap at the back of her head, "you know what to do."

She off course knew what was expected of her, but she had never sucked before, she wrapped her fingers at the base and looked up hesitantly at his face. He was waiting. Neha started to stroke the length with her fingers as he unbuckled his pants and pushed it down.

Neha was getting nervous now; she knew that she has rubbed him the wrong side. She came to Narang as she looked upon him as a man and was getting attracted to him. Last couple of months she was getting close to him and their conversations had a hint of sexual innuendoes which gives her a tingling sensation between her legs and she was drawn to him for more. Today things started off well and she hoped that instead of talking about his relationship with her mom he would concentrate on her, but she was frustrated when he behaved with him like his father and finally when she saw that he called her mom, she was furious. Now she realizes her mistake that she should not have talked like this, at least not about her mother fucking other men.

Today she has carefully chosen her dress a very short skirt and a tight blouse. He boobs were just like her mother, C size and broad at the base and tapering at the top. She wore a thin material low cut bra to produce a nice cleavage and has applied light makeup with dark brown lipstick. All to attract him to love her, but now she was sitting topless with his cock in her hand, not the way she fantasized.