Adultery A Housewife or a Whore by strtlr69

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Rekha: "Do you want anything me to do anything special?"

She asked Amit as she knew that he was just a few strokes away from cumming hard.

Amit: "I want to feel my juices mixed with yours."

Amit thought he had quite clearly specified that he wanted to penetrate and cum inside her. He heard Rekha giggle. He knew it that he was going to have the time of his life.

Rekha: "Your command is my wish."

Amit had put a few pillows under his bed so that he could look at the action happening down below. He saw Rekha wiggle her lower body. A smile came up on his face as he could make out that she was removing her panties. His penis stood even more erect in anticipation of penetrating her.

She stood up and her panties were still on. Amit was anticipating much to see her without the panties. His disappointment was quite clear. Rekha could see it reflect on his face but all she did was look at him and giggle once more. She closed the tube lights and turned up a night lamp in the corner of her room.

Rekha: "If you had specified as a customer to see my body first and then let our juices mingle, I would not have turned off the lights."

Amit was amazed at her playfulness.

Amit: "Sex can be bought at a cost. A playful company like yours along with sex is priceless. You are a rare whore indeed."

Amit was quite disappointed to see Rekha close the lights of the room.

Amit: "A customer likes to see the whore's body - her curves, her shape, her reactions and everything. Why did you close the light?"

Rekha (giggling once again): "I feel a bit shy today. I will turn the night lamp on if and only if I feel comfortable."

Amit was feeling like he would cum (hearing her words). Her words had such a ring of tease to them. He could listen to the subtle sounds of her undressing in the pitch darkness. His mind went berserk as he felt her coming close to him.

She came and sat next to him. Her hands once again started to fondle his thighs. Amit felt his heart would sink as he felt her hands on the elastic band of his underwear. She lowered his underwear in one smooth action, all the way down to his knees (next to his pants). Amit's penis throbbed in anticipation. He felt her hands on his balls, slowly moving all the way up to the head of his penis. She felt him really slow and nice. His throbbing dick added much to her excitement. She could feel each and every vein on his shaft quite clearly. Amit found himself going short on breath as he felt his penis being enveloped by something smooth and soft. He was going berserk in anticipation.

Amit felt the same soft and smooth feel on his entire shaft as Rekha started to move her hands on the entire length. He could feel the touch of lace on his balls. He got the idea suddenly. Rekha had wrapped one of her sexy satin lingerie on his dick and was teasing him. The realisation made him ooze a lot of precum.

Amit: "You will be the most demanded whore Rekha. You have certain body part which no one can possess. It makes you quite unique."

Rekha blushed but could quite relate which body part Amit was referring to. She got intrigued and wanted to show him a bit of her skin up close to him. She switched on the night lamp to give him a view of her curves at least.

Amit adjusted to the sudden glare of night lamp. Before her could adjust, Rekha was sitting next to him and continuing to fondle his entire shaft with her panties. It was some sight to see her sitting next to him wearing her bra only. He got a better view of her.

Rekha: "Well, I have put the light on so you could see a bit of my other body parts as well. With lights on, you can be at least sure of the most unique body part I possess."

Amit: "The most unique part of your body will always be your kinky brain."

Amit's hand instinctively reached for ass cheeks. He started to gently play with them. Rekha knew it would only be a matter of time before she would be the desperate one. She increased the force of her grip on his shaft. Amit was in heaven. He knew he was close and Rekha's titillation was not helping him control much.

Rekha (cupping his balls): "I have done what you had exactly asked for. My juices are already mingled with yours."

Amit: "You need to understand that my juices are not out yet. This is only my precum that you have rubbed your panties with. So technically you have yet to mingle my juices with yours."

Rekha knew that she would be quite out of control once he ejaculated. She had never told him about her obsession to see a male ejaculate. The more sperm that he would ejaculate, the more out of control she would be. She did not want him to know of this fact, yet.

Amit's hands were under his head as he was enjoying the tease from Rekha. Rekha knew it nicely that Amit was more than close. His leg muscles, especially hip muscles, were tightening a lot faster than they were before. She tightened her grip a shade more and then let it loose all together. Her panties next to his skin and the light touch of her hand was almost torturing him.

Rekha: "Can I make you cum now?"

It was more of intimation than a request. Her nails raked gently on one of his protruding veins. She pulled gently at his scrotum to reduce the blood flow, one last time. Amit's penis relaxed a shade. Rekha then gripped his penis firmly in her hands and started to rhythmically pump it. She started it slowly and gathered pace as time went by. Rekha judged Amit's reactions perfectly to pace the rhythm. Amit was moaning like a man lost. His precum was flowing more like a stream now. Her panties were totally soiled with his precum. Her hands moved smoothly over the panties. The only thing she ensured was that the crotch of her panties was, at all times, on his knob. She could sense that he was going to convulse very soon. Every single muscle in his body went tight and then came the downpour. She felt him convulse in her palms. She was shocked at the amount of semen he had ejaculated. Her palm, her panties and his crotch were all filled with his semen. Rekha was lost in her own world of fantasies and so was Amit.