Adultery Sunita's adventures by misterwho

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Her eyes were glued to the cock as with every jerk the white fluid flowed over her fingers and hand. There was so much there pent up for her. She ran her hand slowly gently up and down. Milking and taking as much of cum there was for her. She allowed it to flow over her clenched fist and she used it to pump his cock more and more. The sight of her allowing her hands to be smeared thus was very satisfying to Shyam. Sunita had come a long distance from the uneasy feeling she had described in feeling Karan's semen. She seemed at home milking Shyam for his cream.

Shyam jerked and trembled, as each pump gave him exquisite pleasure and released as much of his cum as he had for her. The cock twitched and spewed in dribbles that came to a halt. Sunita slowed down and just held his cock. She pressed herself against him, her open wet lips on his neck. She wiped her hands on the underpants, and her hands moved over his back, the remaining smudged on the back of his denim shirt.

He stood there against the wall, weak from her assault on his erection. And she leaned against him weak from wanting relief.

But she only knew how to take in a full cock and fuck with wholesomeness. Masturbation was some distance away, she thought, as she leaned in to Shyam. One day her Shyam would have to take her there.

For now, she wished she had asked him to schedule flights differently and made private arrangements. The idea that they could meet and yet contain their lust, had yet to work. But she knew she had to get home on time for the Karvachauth puja. She pressed her chest against him and rubbed a little, giving her aching nipples the relief of a caress. Her hand pulled up the long pallu of her saree and she dbangd it around both of them to hold him close.

She rubbed his shoulder and her hands went down and pulled his undershorts up over his now depleted cock. She pulled up his trouser and left him to do the buttoning. Suddenly she pulled back and the pallu was now in place. Yes, there were stray strands of hair. There was a certain flushed red in her face. All that only made her look more luscious.

Sunita pulled away and walked off, his eyes on her sexy rolling behind. He knew that before the day was done, she would have met up with Karan and in the atmosphere of a wife's dedication and prayer for her husband, Karan would have taken her and possessed her in the manner Shyam deserved to fuck and fill Sunita.

And yet, there would be on her hand the residue of her Shyam's seed, and somewhere on her blouse, one spot – a testimony to where her desires lay.