Adultery Sunita's adventures by misterwho

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Man and woman shuddered, whimpered and held on to each other. Overseen by one who was custodian of the man. Who belonged to whom was lost in a whirl of clutching limbs and melting and flowing body fluids. They hugged, caressed, touched and pleasured each other rapidly.

When the animalness of Shyam's thrusting had abated, Sunita held Nandini close and whispered to her, "Its wonderful to be loved by someone who has learnt everything from my Shyam."

Nandini kissed her long and deep. "Loving you both together is my way of keeping my Shyam," she replied. "Next time we will look at how you can pleasure me!"

Sunita's sparkling eyes looked deep into Nandini's large eyes and she felt she belonged. The both kissed once again and mashed their bodies together. The shuddering and trembling was incessant and they both held each other tight.

Sunita would have loved to sleep holding both of them to herself but she knew she had to return. She got up and retrieved her panties and wore them. She pulled down her bra which had just been shoved out of the way. As she pulled the gown over her head, she noticed how Nandini had fallen to a gentle snoring and Shyam was dopy too. Nude. Holding each other. She marveled at how naturally comfortable they were with themselves and with each other. Her mind traveled back to her first few times with Shyam when she hadn't worn back her clothes because every few hours Shyam would take her body in a different way and to a different place. And how used she had gotten to waking up and picking up her things scattered and intertwined with everything Shyam.

As she turned to move towards her own bedroom, she thought she saw a shadow flitting. Her heart leapt. When she looked out to the corridor it again seemed like someone had moved in the darkness. She swiftly followed that apparition to her own room. Karan was lying there. In a completely different position, it was hard to say if he just lain down in that position. She stared at him. Her hands on her wonderfully sore breasts and mind on the drenched and damp, but satiated pussy.

It was hard to say. Though if that lump was his hardon, and that damp patch was what she thought it was, it meant.... She could never be sure. She lay down next to her husband and her tired out body, relaxed from the fantastic release of sexual tensions, quickly was lost to the world of dreams........