Adultery Indian Wife Becomes a Mistress by Simran_Ahluwalia

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I hesitated. Then finally said, " OK. Hardayalji. You ask my husband. If he agrees, then I will be glad to become your mistress and take care of your needs and desires "

I got up from the bed. Hardayalji too got up. I went to the wash room and looked at myself in the mirror. I reached for a towel to clean myself up.

Hardayalji said, " No Simran. Don't clean yourself. Your husband would be more excited to see you like this. Freshly fucked with semen dripping from your cunt and your body in a sweaty mess. Come, let me take you to him "

So, I simply wrapped myself in the towel once again. Hardayalji put his arm over my shoulders and walked me to my husband's bed-room. I silently opened the door. The very dim night lamp was on. In the semi-darkness, I could see my husband lying on the bed naked. He was awake. He heard the door open and looked towards me. He got up and sat on the bed. Hardayalji took me to my husband and made me stand next to him. My husband stared at my dishevelled and sweaty state.

Hardayalji said, " Balwinder Saab, thank you so much, for being kind enough to let me take pleasure from the lovely body of your young wife. I shall always be obliged. I am returning your most precious asset back to you, safe and sound. I just hope that you will be kind enough to send her back to me again at your convenience. I shall talk to you on this later "

Hardayalji walked away, shutting the door behind him. My husband kissed me on my cheeks and pulled off my towel. He began silently examining me. My body was fully covered with sweat. My hair was completely dishevelled and stuck on my head and face, due to the sweat. There were deep bite marks, on my neck and breasts. My nipples too had a few bite marks. There were tens of deep gashes on my thighs and buttocks, where Hardayalji had bit me very painfully, in his lust. My pubic hair was matted with Hardayalji's semen, which was still dripping out of my vagina, over my thighs on to the floor. My husband gazed at each of my bite marks and gashes. He looked intently at the semen of Hardayalji, dripping from my vagina. He pushed up my arms and smelled my sweaty and hairy armpits. Suddenly, he kissed me, thrusting his tongue into my mouth. He then pulled me down to the bed and made me lie down.