Adultery A Thakur and His Bahu by misterwho

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Beti," she called out to Binita. (Come, my girl.) Thakur turned towards Binita. Their eyes met. Thakur continued to fuck, sweat pouring down his brow and chest. The amalgam of bodies was a squishy mess. Thakur's face was wincing as shots of pleasure ran through his body.

He slowed a bit. Only to have Sheila thrust back with an urgency. Her hands grabbed back at Thakur and she thrust her hips lewdly towards his loins. "Arrgggh!" shuddered Thakur as the assault from the woman ravaged him. He thrust back to quell her.

Binita stepped forward. Sheila moved her legs from Thakur's shoulders to around his hips. Her heels hammered at the muscular ass, urging him to fuck them both to the grand finale. She clutched at his chest, her fingers mauling his nipples , hurting him. Thakur reached for her hands, releasing her breasts. "Damn!" thought Sheila. She needed his hands everywhere. And his cock deep in her cunt.

Thakur and Sheila held hands, fingers interlaced. They pulled themselves together. Then their palms pushed backwards. Sheila and thakur briefly became a single beast comprised of two parts. The two parts levered against once another, hands, hips and bodies -- all with the single goal of pistoning the cock and cunt to release intense pleasure.

When Binita reached close, Sheila released Thakur's hand and caught Binita's soft, small hand. It held a mobile phone which she took from the girl and placed on the table. Then with her other hand, she reached for Thakur's hand and placed Binita's hand in his. Soon the three of them were holding hands three-ways. Thakur's right hand clutched Sheila's left hand as they fucked with increased vigor. Sheila's right hand held Binita's left hand gently; this was her latest guidance to the girl she had taken under her wing in the city. And Binita's right hand was in Thakur's: a familiar union of Binita and her Babuji.

Thakur's grip on Binita's and Sheila's hand was hard; he was focused on the fucking he was delivering his newest conquest.

Sheila guided Binita's hand to her own neglected breasts which were aching for attention.

Binita's fingers stroked the nipples and the mass of flesh. Sheila aunty's skin was hot and burning. There were also drops of sweat from her Babuji's brow and Sheila aunty seemed to be sweating too.

Binita gathered the mound of flesh in her fist, but also let her thumb flick and pleasure the nipple.

"Yes beti," gasped Sheila, thanking her ward for pleasuring her rather than playing games.

As orgasms rippled through her body, Sheila pulled Binita down to her breasts. The younger woman sucked and milked her aunty's breasts. Her hand crept to Babuji's ass as it pounded into Sheila aunty, stroking and encouraging him. Her lips moved further up and kissed Sheila's throat, which was bobbing and pulsating with the pleasure coursing through her body.

Sheila's body bucked and thrashed as the combined attention of the old man and young girl overpowered her. The rhythm of fucking was lost as the hips thrashed in uncontrolled orgasms. Sheila's lips smeared on Binita's lips as she lost control of her neck muscles too. Sheila was in effect, thrashing her body against Binita and Thakur, squeezing new found pleasure out of her system. This was incredible! She had never experienced such pleasure before. She was lost in her own world.

A flash of light brought her back to reality. Thakur was holding up Binita's mobile and had taken a photo of the two women kissing.

"What are you trying to do?" mumbled Sheila through the haze of pleasure.

"Something to remind you of how you feel in pleasure," replied Thakur. He tossed the phone aside to focus on the finish. His ever reliable Binita came to assist. Her hand, till now caressing his ass, slid lower and reaching under him stroked his sac and perineum. The clenched muscles which held back Thakur's release were let loose. Binita pushed his buttocks aside with fingers as if to invade Thakur's ass. Thakur's face contorted and helplessness washed over him.

Sheila could see the transformation in the man who had dominated her till just now. He seemed weak and wobbling. She could see he might cum anytime, but she could not know why. She was older, yes; but she was nowhere the younger one's sexual prowess or experience.