Adultery Delhi Nights by Joe69stone

[Ramesh_Rocky]

She said his name, repeating it like a mantra, as he began to gently knead her breasts, water trickling between his fingers, leaving rivulets of soap behind. She pulled him toward her and their mouths found each other. Her warm mouth and the hot water. Harinder felt like he was drowning in her. She reached between them to take his cock in her hands, slowly stroking it. He felt her fingers trace the blood engorged veins.

Gasping for air, they separated. He looked down at her. Wet strands of hair framed her soft, delicate face as little streams of water traced its lines and curves. He brushed her lips with his thumb and she closed her eyes, taking it into her mouth, sucking on it.

Then, she shifted around so he was under the shower. He knelt before her so she could shampoo his hair. Harinder used one hand to caress the small of her back, hot water cascading down her spine, over his fingers and into the crack of her ass. With his other hand, he caressed her taut flank. He could smell her pungent sex now and watched as water flowed over her trimmed pubic hair to stream between the creases of her sex and down her legs.

Harinder leaned forward and rested his head against her flat belly as she kneaded his hair. He remained there, smelling her. His cock aching. He couldn't help thinking back to Sonali. Her smell had been the pungent, muskiness of a hot, sweltering night; Preeti smelled delicate, a soft sweetness. He wanted to taste her.

When she was done with his hair, she tried to lift him, but he remained where he was and pulled her close to him. She shuddered when he put his mouth between her legs. A moan escaped her lips. She opened her legs for him and wrapped her hands around his head, sheltering him from the water as his tongue lapped at her pussy. He slurped her wetness -- a mingling of her juices with the hot water. He clenched her hips as her legs quivered.

"Ahhh." She moaned. He found her swollen clit and his tongue darted across it. A squeal and writhing. Another dart. A shiver as she buried her fingers in his cascading hair. His hands moved to her ass cheeks, pulling at them. Kneading them. Pulling her pussy toward his mouth. His tongue lashed at the soft lips, found the nub of her clit. And each movement of his tongue -- into her pussy, licking her clit and back again -- made Preeti shudder and whimper.

"Please." She pleaded. "I want you."

He ignored her, burying his mouth in her cunt. His tongue diving deep to lick the hot, slick folds.

"Please, Harinder. Show me you still love me. Please. I need you."

A dark voice came to him -- No.

She shivered in his arms, barely standing on quivering legs as he ate at her pussy, grinding his mouth into her. His tongue vibrated over her swollen clit. Faster and Faster. Her shuddering turned to writhing as she curled down over him. Faster. Faster. Moaning turned to panting. And then, her body locked, her arms around his head, crushing him.

He couldn't breathe. His face buried in her hot, throbbing cunt. Water and her juices everywhere. Her body spasmed. Once. Twice. And, then he felt her go limp and weak. He didn't let her go until after a moment of aftershocks swept through her.

Then, slowly, Harinder pulled away and looked up at his wife. Her face was flush and her chest heaved with every ragged breath. Nipples rock hard. She just said his name as she collapsed to the tile floor of the shower and leaned her head back against the wall.

He moved to her and pulled her into his arms as he settled alongside her. The water, having gotten cold, poured over them, cooling the heat that was burning through him. His massive cock was still erect, engorged veins feeding the bulbous head. It throbbed with anger, wanting release. Harinder looked at Preeti as her ragged breathing settled, the orgasmic high ebbing.