Adultery A Housewife or a Whore by strtlr69

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Amit: "You are worth every bit one spends on you. You will be such a hit with your customers."

Rekha felt a fire burn hard in her crotch hearing his words. Amit could clearly see shades of aggression in her eyes. Her hands sunk into his thighs and went up all the way to his crotch. She looked into his eyes as she lightened her pressure of hands and let them travel all the way up to his balls. She cupped them gently. Her warm hands around his balls made him squirm like never before. He had never ever been teased so much. He loved the teasing but wanted much more.

Rekha: "Will my customers love to feel their balls in my hand?"

Amit: "Your classy seductive skills, your cheap talks, your openness to trying new things, your kink to become a whore will make you the most famous whore in the circle of elite's. You are a dream whore Rekha."

Amit knew the exact buttons to press to get Rekha going. Rekha let her hand move up on to his shaft. Amit stopped breathing in anticipation. She stuck her tongue out, bent between his legs, and licked his balls (through his pants). She giggled as she felt his shaft tighten further in her hands.

Rekha: "One can surely say we have quite a hard and a big problem. I think I know how to take care of it. How do you think we should handle it?"

Amit was absolutely speechless. His eyes closed as she let her hands move on his shaft a few times.

Amit: "The customers who hire you by the shots will be the biggest losers. You can make anyone shoot in a matter of minutes."

Rekha blushed and blushed hard hearing his words. Her hands tightened on his shaft which made him squirm further. Her hands gently massaged his balls. He could feel his blood and semen rushing up his shaft.

Rekha: "How would you hire me - by the shot, by the hour, by the days?"

Her talks had a sense of taboo to it. Amit was enjoying it much more than her touches. The talks kept him on the brink.

Amit: "You are a pearl which I cannot afford. If I had it my way, I would not let you go ever."

Rekha felt so complete hearing his words. She gently undid his zippers, looking into his eyes all the time. His underwear was totally spoilt by all the overflowing precum. She felt herself blushing beyond control as she assessed his size. She was too intrigued doing so - was it the angle which made it look "quite" big or was it really that big.

Amit: "I think you like what you see. At least, your facial expressions convey so. Wouldn't you want to unwrap and see it for real?"

Rekha was clearly gasping for air. She had never talked such stuff with anyone, not even in her college days. These kinds of talks were giving her a thrill beyond her wildest imaginations.

Rekha: "Do whores have a choice to make decisions what they want or not?"

Amit: "They do have a choice but only if they specify it in the starting. From what I understand, the only limit you have specified is not being kissed on lips. Am I right?"

Rekha felt a deeper connection with Amit as he spoke. He did understand her quite nicely. Instead of replying Amit, she slowly put her hands on his underwear and started to peel it away. Another though struck her and she left his underwear and instead returned to slowly tease him. This time though she parted his underwear enough to expose his balls. Seeing her head go closer to his exposed balls, Amit was the one gasping for some control.

Amit: "Lady, I will not be able to control myself much if you go on teasing me like this."

His words made Rekha tease him some more.

Rekha: "A whore knows how to help her customer with control issues."

She gently pinched his skin on the testicles and pulled. The pressure on the skin was not painful. She asked him to take a few deep breaths. Amit found himself dumfounded to see his penis relaxing.

Amit: "What is it that you did just now Rekha?"

Rekha: "I just manipulated the blood flow to your other brain."

Rekha felt excited yet nervous as Amit pulled her up close to him.

Amit: "I just wished you had not put the limit of no kissing. You are such a teasing whore that guys will not be able to resist you. I just wish no one forcibly kisses you."

Rekha just did not know what to do, how to react. She could not find any place to hide herself from his stares. She hugged him to save herself. Her touch on his body again ignited a huge supply of blood to his other brain (his balls).

Amit: "Seems I need a bit of manipulation of blood once more."

Rekha obliged immediately. She pushed him back on the bed once more and pulled gently at his skin (of balls). Within seconds, he found himself shrinking.

He did not know what to do as he felt Rekha slowly fondling his shaved balls in her hand. Amit wondered if she had a fetish to play with male genitalia. He could not think further on the subject as he felt something wet and warm on his balls. Rekha was licking his balls with her lips and tongue. Amit was super erect in a matter of seconds.

Rekha: "I cannot reduce the blood flow many times as it will give you a gentle pain in your testicles. It can only be done 2-3 times."

Amit did not know what to say as Rekha stopped licking and instead had started to sniff his balls. He felt a mild pang of jealousy imagining that she does all this to Anupam all the time. Once again his imaginations could not go further as he felt her hands working on his pants. She had lowered his pants down to his thighs.

Rekha: "Please don't moan so loudly. My servants will think otherwise."

Amit: "Rekha, believe me you are asking trouble yourself. If a whore teases her customers so much, they might bang her someday."

Rekha did not know how to react. Her face was red and hot hearing the word bang. She instead lowered herself on to his balls. The kissing and licking became a shade voracious than before. Her hands had also made way inside his underwear. All the precum was spoiling her fingers badly. The more precum spoiled her fingers, the more Rekha was getting happier. She felt great to see a man getting so excited for her.