Adultery Neighbour Affair

[godofgoud]

 

The only acknowledgment I got from Sirisha was more cooing as I lifted them up to gauge their weight before cupping them again and softly kneading them. I rotated my hands in circles, feeling her hard nipples poking against my palms, causing her to yelp. She opened her eyes and looked down at me with a suggestive stare, lust filling her eyes. I had a feeling things were going to move a little faster.

 

I bent forward and began kissing her chest, moving lower and licking over the swell of her breast, while continuing to massage them. I licked in circles around both of her nipples, teasing her, making her writhe and squirm. I then held one of her breasts and brought her nipple towards me and puckered my lips around her hard flesh. Sirisha threw her head back as I sucked, darting my tongue in and out and all around the near centimeter long nubbin.

 

"Oh yes Sri. This... I love!" She groaned as I alternated from nipple to nipple, sucking firmly, gently nibbling and liberally using my tongue as my hands continued to massage. Sirisha held on to me, and tugged my hair, pushing her breasts further into my face as strong jolts coursed through her body in pulses.
 
I really had no intention of stopping to explore her glorious breasts that I had become so obsessed with, but there was one more thing I was yearning for. As I continued to pleasure her with my mouth, I reached up with my hands and found what I was looking for. Her thick and lustrous tresses were still encased in a bun, and I wanted to see them free, cascading down her body till her lower back, dbangd like a curtain. So I tugged at her bun, and as it began to loosen, I pulled away and sat back to watch as it completely unraveled and tumbled down over her back and shoulders like an ebony waterfall, brushing over my arms like soft ethereal feathers.

 

My body experienced a sharp wave of pleasure just at the site of Sirisha on my lap. She played her part perfectly; an exotic vixen with luxuriant dusky skin, thick wavy locks as rich as silk, large mysterious eyes, succulent lips, a perfectly toned body and firm and spongy breasts that filled my hands. I shuddered, feeling like I would lose control at any time.
 
I weaved my fingers through her hair and leaned in to kiss her again, lingering for just a moment before I made my way back down to her nipples. I took them back into my mouth, alternating from one to the other, and Sirisha started grinding on me once again. Loud moans and gasps kept escaping her mouth with different levels of intensity, depending where my attention was. But that only lasted for a couple of minutes before she let out one last guttural moan and slid off my thighs to kneel between my legs.
A moment later, she tucked her hair behind her ears and looked up at me with an evil smile. She placed her hands on my thighs, deliberately and firmly rubbing up and down, over the bulge of my cock, and patting it as if to say she had found what she was looking for. I involuntarily threw my head back and groaned, enticed by the sensations that had become overwhelmingly enhanced.
 
In her haste, Sirisha fumbled but finally undid my pants. She tugged at my waistband and slid my pants and boxers off in one smooth motion, releasing my aching shaft as it sprang free. The cool draft from the air-conditioner was a welcome relief against the heated flesh of my cock as it pointed up towards the ceiling.
 
Sirisha immediately wrapped her hand around the base of my shaft, smiling up at me as if she had a wicked idea, and softly squeezed. She pulsated her hand around my cock, something I had never experienced before, and I was liking it.

 

"That feels incredible," I mumbled.
 
"I haven't even begun yet." She said as she slowly stroked my shaft from top to bottom. She rotated her one hand around my sensitive glans each time she reached up, and with the other, she cupped my sensitive balls and worked them tenderly.
 
"Ohhh fuck. Sirisha." I squealed as my body began to writhe involuntarily as if I was a puppet being controlled her gestures. I took a quick look down at her, with her cascading hair, then closed my eyes, leaned back, and enjoyed every sensation of her expert hands.
 
Suddenly, I was jolted from my reverie with the feeling of her warm tongue slurping the underside of my glans. Sirisha wrapped her lips around the tip and sucked hard while slithering her tongue along the sensitive underside. She continued to pump the base while devouring my shaft into her mouth, firmly sucking and twirling in rapid circles. Her hair fell over her sides and brushed my thighs, adding another dimension to the already intense levels of excitement. Incoherent moans escaped my mouth constantly, and I knew I wouldn't be lasting too long if she kept up the intensity.
 
"Sirisha... I'm not going to be able to hold out much." I voiced my dilemma as I firmly gripped the back of the sofa while my lower body continued to writhe from side to side and my climax began to boil deep inside. But Sirisha kept going, moving in a steady rhythm, applying just the right amount of pressure where it mattered the most. Her tongue worked the underside and her mouth was applying a strong suction around the head each time, all making me lose control quickly.
 
I warned her again, but she picked up her pace, now pumping my shaft at the base faster, deliberately pushing me over the edge.
 
And then it happened. Within a few moments, I began to buck my hips more frantically, gasping loudly, and barely able to utter a coherent word except, "Sirisha... I'm... here it is!"
 
She removed her mouth and looked up at me lustfully, intensely stroking the entire length of my lubricated cock with one hand and caressing my balls in her other hand. I looked down at her, and the sight of her was too much to handle. My body jerked and began to spasm as my climax took control. I grunted loudly as thick ropes of white-hot semen shot into the air, landing all over my belly and her hands. She kept going, kept squeezing me until the last couple of drops were forced out from my twitching cock, and I finally relaxed my ass back onto the sofa, breathing heavily.

 

It took a few minutes to come down from the high of what had just happened. I quivered a little while Sirisha slowly stroked my cock a few more times, every now and then rubbing her thumb over my glans or squeezing my balls to send little shockwaves through my body. She then finally stopped, allowing my high to slowly come down as I lay back and closed my eyes to recoup. Sirisha quietly disappeared for a few minutes, returning after cleaning up and bringing a warm towel to wipe me clean.