Adultery A Housewife or a Whore by strtlr69

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Her eyes opened as she felt his erotic kisses around her neckline. She felt shy to realize that she was making love to an absolute, almost absolute, stranger on the very same bed where she made love to her husband. The thought vanished equally fast as she felt his dick prodding at her vulva. She promptly adjusted her posture to give him proper access to her cunt. She knew instinctively that he would tease her some more.

Rekha: "Don't you dare tease me anymore. I want that cock of yours deep inside me, buried to the hilt."

Amit stopped everything that he was doing. He looked at her sexy face and could clearly see that he was losing control. His left hand pushed her hard into the bed as his right hand start to roughly feel her boobs once again. He pinched her nipples with his right hands. Rekha too did the same back to him. Amit growled in pain.

Rekha: "What happened? You could not take some pain yourself."

She wanted the animal inside Amit to come out in open and so it did. Whether it was for good or bad, would be answered later.

Amit: "Your tight little cunt will tear if I put my monster inside. If I rip it in the way you want it, you will have nothing but tears rolling down your cheeks."

Amit did not know himself what made his say all this. Rekha did not know how to react but she knew she wanted more of this raw passion from him. Her cunt, mind and brain were on total fire. There was no turning back now and this fact was more than clear to both Amit and Rekha.

Rekha did not realize the kind of physical power Amit possessed. He pinned her down properly under his body. Despite her best efforts, she was not able to move much. It gave Amit the extra ego boost of who was in control. It gave Rekha a renewed trickle of juices between her legs.

Amit: "Whore, you don't look so classy anymore. Are you as classy as you had imagined yourself to be?"

Rekha had a smile which confused Amit all together. She looked so mysterious. The intrigue brought out more aggression in him. He wanted to fuck the hell out of her.

Amit placed his knob on the top of her clitoris and let it leak his oozing precum for a few minutes before her went further. Rekha was burning with lust beyond her own control. His aggression was helping her some more. Amit used his finger to rub the precum all around her clitoris. He felt as if he had gained control as Rekha started to moan once again. He rubbed her vulva with his penis (just like he had done before). Once he was satisfied that she is lubricated enough, he gently lowered his knob into her cunt. Rekha whimpered in anticipation of taking his manhood into her privates.

Amit: "Don't rush like a whore that you are. Get used to the thickness of the knob first."

Rekha was visibly shaken by the use of his words. She blushed and closed her eyes. Amit could not help but stroke her cheeks in admiration. Rekha never felt hornier. Amit pushed in an inch more of his dick. Rekha put a hand on his hips, coaxing him to penetrate her further.

Rekha: "If you stop now, I will surely scratch you like a tigress. Just fuck my brains out Amit."

It was sweet music to his ears but he knew if he rushed things, he would hurt her.

Amit stopped (and asked her): "Let's see if you are a tigress or not."

Rekha: "Please don't tease me. I cannot take it anymore. Fuck my tight cunt please."

He pushed his penis another inch. It felt so good to see her adjust to his girth in such a sporting way. There was clear reflection of pain on her face along with lust.

Amit: "Your cunt tells me that you cannot take it anymore. If I insert more, you might start to cry."

Rekha: "I will not cry and nor will my cunt. If you cannot do it, tell me. I have enough toys to help myself. I need a fuck very badly."

Amit: "Suits yourself. Don't blame me afterwards."

Rekha had put a hand on his chest as he inserted some more. Amit knew the clues nicely and he was not going to rush it.

Amit: "You have had enough or want some more?"

Rekha: "Oh my god. I feel so full already. My cunt feels so full, so stretched. I won't say no, you don't stop. Just fuck my brains out. Please, please, please."

Amit stopped all together and took his penis out. Her vagina felt a fresh gush of air go deep inside. Rekha gave the most pleading look she could. Before her expressions completed, she felt him inserting once more. She could not understand what he was doing but it felt heavenly. She did not know what made her stretch her labia, using her fingers, and wait for him to insert. She felt so desperate. Amit could not help but smile as he saw her doing so. His penis was overflowing with sensations besides blood. It was a sight he had never envisaged. He held his penis and inserted. The force with which he inserted made her yelp with pleasure. The rhythm not only made her experience newer sensations but also helped her cunt adapt to his thickness. Amit inserted his penis inside, removed his hand, and in one single smooth motion started to go in further. He clearly saw Rekha going short of breath. He could also see shades of pleasure along with pain on her face.