17-02-2019, 12:53 PM
The traffic thinned on the expressway and we the car move a lot faster. Uday slid a CD into the player and Jazz filled the air. The jungle of ugly rectangular cement buildings that is Navi Mumbai soon gave way to lush green hills bathed in twilight. I put my head back and felt relaxed for the first time that day, coming to terms with what was about to happen. I had it all rationalized - yes, I was planning to cheat on my husband, but not for long. And for the sake of having a child to raise with him. And the motivation for it was his pigheadedness. If I happened to enjoy being wooed by a dishy guy as it happened, well, there was nothing wrong with it. It did not make me a bad person. Just made me human.
As we neared the Khopoli exit, Uday changed lanes. And took the exit ramp. It was almost dark now.
"We have enough time to make a short detour. Just wanted to show you a great scenic view I discovered when visiting some clients around Khopoli."
"Okay." I said, but smiled at the suspicion that Uday might have an ulterior motive.
Uday took the exit and got on a local road. He took another smaller road, then a much smaller one until we were driving surrounded by trees and the occasional building. Ten minutes later, he turned on a tiny unpaved road, and brought the car to a stop in a spot surrounded by trees. I looked around. I could not see a scenic view, just trees and bushes.
Uday turned the ignition off and got out of the car. He walked around to the passenger side, opened the door and extended his hand to me. Smiling, I took it and got out.
"Sorry Ketaki, I lied about the view. I just couldn't wait."
He pulled me into a tight embrace and started kissing me. I kissed him back, wrapping my arms around him. He held me in his embrace and kept kissing me as he pushed me towards the back of the car. He then picked me up and sat me on the trunk of the car.
"Ohhhh Ketaki..... you are so incredible...." he said, holding me tight in his arms.
I pushed him away slightly. He took a step back, puzzled. I smiled, then grabbed him by the collar and pulled him closer. I started kissing him and unbuttoning his shirt, feeling his chest as I did so. He responded by unbuttoning my top at the same time. I pulled his shirt off just before he pulled my top off, and we threw them on the grass. We stood there, slightly breathless, me with my bra exposed and he with his undershirt exposed.
I looked around to make sure no one was watching us.
"Don't worry. I know this spot. No danger of anyone seeing us."
Uday took a step back and in one graceful motion, took off his undershirt and threw it on the ground. I stared at the sculpted chest I had been dreaming about since that pool party, and reciprocated by reaching back to unhook my bra. I threw my bra on top of his undershirt on the ground and pulled him closer to me. For the next few seconds, both of us stared at each other's chests. Then I made the first move, running my fingers over his pecs and abs. So tight and well defined! So evident of hours spent in the gym. Why couldn't Manish work out?
Manish? Where did that thought come from? I quickly banished my husband's face from my mind and got back to feeling Uday's chest. He raised his hands and cupped my massive boobs and started massaging them. For the next few minutes, our hands bumped against each other continuously as we admired each other's chests. Then I pulled him forward until he was inches away from me. I took my tongue out, and started licking his chest and abs.
No matter how much deodorant you wear and how long you stay in AC surroundings, Mumbai's humid weather ensures that you're coated in a layer of sweat by the end of the day. So I wasn't surprised when Uday's chest tasted mildly salty. But more than the taste, I noticed the contours. As I slobbered over his chest, Uday put his hands on my back and using just his fingernails, started tracing 8s on my back. That sent shivers up my spine.
After letting me savor his chest for a couple of minutes, Uday gently pushed me back and put his mouth on my left nipple. He sucked hard, rolling around my nipple with his tongue. He then gave the other nipple the same treatment, and soon they were both hard.
"Ketaki, your nipples are by far the biggest and the most beautiful that I have seen."
He then started licking my breasts, from the bottom where the curve of the fatty flesh met the ribs to the top. As he did that, I wondered if my skin tasted as salty as his. I then felt my right hand reach for his crotch, as if on its own. The bulge was noticeable. With some effort, I unbuckled his belt with just one hand and then unbuttoned his trousers. Reaching into his underwear, I touched the first penis apart from my husband's in a decade. It was almost completely hard.
My fingers traced the length of his dick. Not bad, I thought to myself, not bad at all. It did not seem as big as Manish's but wasn't tiny either. My first guess about its length was six and a half inches with above average girth. I also noted with some amusement that I could not feel any hair. Uday had shaved his pubic area, just like I had! As I started running my fingers over his dick, Uday let go of my boobs. Immediately, I slid down from the car's trunk and was on my knees in front of him. I got my first look at this unknown cock.
As we neared the Khopoli exit, Uday changed lanes. And took the exit ramp. It was almost dark now.
"We have enough time to make a short detour. Just wanted to show you a great scenic view I discovered when visiting some clients around Khopoli."
"Okay." I said, but smiled at the suspicion that Uday might have an ulterior motive.
Uday took the exit and got on a local road. He took another smaller road, then a much smaller one until we were driving surrounded by trees and the occasional building. Ten minutes later, he turned on a tiny unpaved road, and brought the car to a stop in a spot surrounded by trees. I looked around. I could not see a scenic view, just trees and bushes.
Uday turned the ignition off and got out of the car. He walked around to the passenger side, opened the door and extended his hand to me. Smiling, I took it and got out.
"Sorry Ketaki, I lied about the view. I just couldn't wait."
He pulled me into a tight embrace and started kissing me. I kissed him back, wrapping my arms around him. He held me in his embrace and kept kissing me as he pushed me towards the back of the car. He then picked me up and sat me on the trunk of the car.
"Ohhhh Ketaki..... you are so incredible...." he said, holding me tight in his arms.
I pushed him away slightly. He took a step back, puzzled. I smiled, then grabbed him by the collar and pulled him closer. I started kissing him and unbuttoning his shirt, feeling his chest as I did so. He responded by unbuttoning my top at the same time. I pulled his shirt off just before he pulled my top off, and we threw them on the grass. We stood there, slightly breathless, me with my bra exposed and he with his undershirt exposed.
I looked around to make sure no one was watching us.
"Don't worry. I know this spot. No danger of anyone seeing us."
Uday took a step back and in one graceful motion, took off his undershirt and threw it on the ground. I stared at the sculpted chest I had been dreaming about since that pool party, and reciprocated by reaching back to unhook my bra. I threw my bra on top of his undershirt on the ground and pulled him closer to me. For the next few seconds, both of us stared at each other's chests. Then I made the first move, running my fingers over his pecs and abs. So tight and well defined! So evident of hours spent in the gym. Why couldn't Manish work out?
Manish? Where did that thought come from? I quickly banished my husband's face from my mind and got back to feeling Uday's chest. He raised his hands and cupped my massive boobs and started massaging them. For the next few minutes, our hands bumped against each other continuously as we admired each other's chests. Then I pulled him forward until he was inches away from me. I took my tongue out, and started licking his chest and abs.
No matter how much deodorant you wear and how long you stay in AC surroundings, Mumbai's humid weather ensures that you're coated in a layer of sweat by the end of the day. So I wasn't surprised when Uday's chest tasted mildly salty. But more than the taste, I noticed the contours. As I slobbered over his chest, Uday put his hands on my back and using just his fingernails, started tracing 8s on my back. That sent shivers up my spine.
After letting me savor his chest for a couple of minutes, Uday gently pushed me back and put his mouth on my left nipple. He sucked hard, rolling around my nipple with his tongue. He then gave the other nipple the same treatment, and soon they were both hard.
"Ketaki, your nipples are by far the biggest and the most beautiful that I have seen."
He then started licking my breasts, from the bottom where the curve of the fatty flesh met the ribs to the top. As he did that, I wondered if my skin tasted as salty as his. I then felt my right hand reach for his crotch, as if on its own. The bulge was noticeable. With some effort, I unbuckled his belt with just one hand and then unbuttoned his trousers. Reaching into his underwear, I touched the first penis apart from my husband's in a decade. It was almost completely hard.
My fingers traced the length of his dick. Not bad, I thought to myself, not bad at all. It did not seem as big as Manish's but wasn't tiny either. My first guess about its length was six and a half inches with above average girth. I also noted with some amusement that I could not feel any hair. Uday had shaved his pubic area, just like I had! As I started running my fingers over his dick, Uday let go of my boobs. Immediately, I slid down from the car's trunk and was on my knees in front of him. I got my first look at this unknown cock.
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