Adultery Sunita's adventures by misterwho

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Sunita would have left, but her own orgasm was on the brink of bursting forth and her fingers seemed to have a life of her own. Their eyes met and Simran just could do nothing but allow the kaleidoscope of pleasure to show on her face. She was not in control of herself. Or of anything. Her body rocked back and forth. Her eyes remained on Sunita. And wandered down to see Sunita's hand between her legs.

Raju saw that Simran's eyes were fixed elsewhere and followed her transfixed gaze to spot Sunita. He was shocked and pulled back.

"Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" begged Simran as she reached back and held his ass and pulled him back into her. "Just fuck me! Its all right, she is a friend!"

Sunita felt a wave of pleasure wash over her to hear the f-word from this lady family friend of hers.

As Raju resumed his fucking his eyes remained on Sunita. Sunita's eyes wandered from her friends face to that of her young lover. She convulsed in orgasms.

And then Raju came. Simran had to put her head down and hold her body hard and steady to let the young mare buck and fuck and pound and pour into her. She wailed and sobbed orgasm after orgasm as the youngster rode her and drained into her. Simran had tears in her eyes and she was smiling too.

As the madness subsided, she turned around and held Raju close to her. "My Raju!" she murmured, caressing his curly hair and stroking his arms.

"Ok now that you have had your fill, run along. Go study! Auntie is there for you, okay?"

The youth nodded. He needed her. And he had told her how.

Simran bent down and picked up her panties, all rolled up and damp. Her eyes were locked onto Sunita's. They stayed locked that way as she wiped the streaming fluids down her legs as she put on her panties.

Sunita was the younger woman and clearly less experienced. She pulled up her own pants as she extricated her hand and fingers from the clammy mess between her legs. Simran, the older, mature woman looked back at her with eyes that spoke of needs that Sunita would herself find coming up in her.

Simran nodded ever so subtly, as if making the point to Sunita. With both their men being low, this need would arise in Sunita too, she seemed to be saying.

Sunita wondered how it would be to come face to face with Simran again, on this side of the glass. As she watched Simran readjust her breasts into her bra she wondered if she could ever see her again without wanting to touch and see her breasts.

Sunita felt someone behind her and froze. She turned her head slightly to see the maid of the house standing behind her. Had this maid seen Sunita play with herself? She felt herself going red to the roots of her hair.

"Its always like that with Memsahib, Madam" the woman said to Sunita. "They have been like that for years. He needs her to be his normal self. And she needs to take care of him like that."

Sunita nodded. As if she understood. But she didn't really understand. What she understood and had seen clearly was the lust and passion between them. And for those moments in which she had shared that intensity with Simran and Raju.