Adultery Exchange & Experiment by sansar

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Not wanting to do anything in the corridor itself. I hinted whether we should go in the room. She nodded her head in agreement. I put my hand on her buttocks and pressed her into me. She hooked her legs around my waist. We looked like a mother monkey carrying her baby clinging to her stomach. We walked like that to the bedroom, with our groins rubbing against one another through her pyjama and my shorts.

Neelam was very light in weight as compared to Anjali, who was stocky & very heavy. I would never be able to carry Anjali like this.

As we stood by the huge bed, "Neelam, I need to confess something to you."

"What...?" she asked expectantly, her voice very hoarse.

"From the day that I saw you, I have always yearned to make love to you'" I said.

"You mean you wanted to fuck me? A married woman?" she retorted.

"Yes" I agreed.

"If Anand can experiment, why shouldn't we? In fact I too must confess. I liked you the day I came to your place, before the wedding. Your hand on my breast was the first time that any man had touched me there. If you will, keep a secret, I was thinking of you as Anand took me the first night. He was very careful but he was new to the act."

"In fact, Neelam, I need to tell you another secret. The pyjama that you are wearing is the one Anjali wore on our honeymoon, when I took her virginity."

"Ajit, you mean to say that this is your honeymoon uniform? Looks like you had planned it." Neelam giggled.

During this entire time we talked, we were see-sawing our love machines into each other. This had created a warm feeling down there. The wine too was having its effect on Neelam.

I lifted her from me and laid her on the bed. Neelam was spread out on the bed. Her long hair had framed around her head, on the bed; her arms were spread out upward on her sides, and her legs were spread out wide on either side, with her knees bent. She looked like an open book. I reached out and started unbuttoning her shirt.

Initially Neelam was hesitant and held my hands. She was in two minds to go ahead or not. I did not attempt further to open the button, but spread out my palm over her chest and started to ply her bosom over the shirt. She relaxed. Her hands fell back and her eyes closed. I then proceeded to unbutton her shirt.

As it came off, I could see a pink skin coloured see-through, front-clasping bra encasing two tiny and fair pink mounds, the size of over-sized lemons, topped with a pink areola. What surprised me was her nipple, which was about an inch long like an over-grown raisin and was a darker shade of pink, contouring the front of her bra-cup. I was jealous of Anand, who was the master of this tit.

Neelam had closed her eyes. I slowly put my hand onto the clasp and slid the bra off her chest. She was marvelous. I swooped down on her and gobbled up her right breast, whilst my hand went to work on her other breast. Neelam wriggled under me as jolts of erotic shocks passed through her. I put my hand below her chest and lifted her to put more of her breast into my mouth. Her fingers played in my hair, with her eyes still shut.

Till then I had not removed my shorts. I straightened up and slowly pulled her pyjama down her legs, to display a pink lacy panty and had to slightly lift her buttocks. As my hand touched her naked arse, she opened her eyes and looked. She laid spread on the bed like a small innocent teenaged girl, who has just started sprouting pubic hair and tits, and about to be initiated to the act of fornication. She knew that the final assault was on.

I let the unclasped bra and the pink panty be on her, as I started pulling down my shorts. By now she had covered her semi-open boobies with her hands. Her eyes were expectantly looking towards the unfolding weapon.

I was liberally endowed with a prick that was about 8 inches long but was almost 2 inches broad. The tip was red in anticipation of tasting new flesh. Her mouth & eyes widened, at the site of the erect member. I could sense fear in them.

Though she had just been familiarized with fucking at her recent honeymoon, I was not sure as to the penis size she was accustomed to or what Anand had done. I found later that Anand had an average prick of about 6 inches long and just about an inch in width.

A thought must have crossed her mind. Will she be able to accommodate me? Will it not tear her apart? Before she could say anything I kneeled before her and put my lips on her cunt, which was still covered by her panty. This was a totally new experience for her. As soon as my lips touched her cunt, she pushed up as though she got a shock. I kept kissing her down there furiously and she was wriggling and moaning.

"Aaaaaah, oooh my God, what are you doooooing?............ Ajit stop it....." her voice trailed off.

She had never thought that the cunt was meant for kissing too; initially she tried to pull my head away, but a new feeling was taking over her.

I looked up to see her clutching her lemons. Her head was moving from side to side as waves of pleasure cruised through her. Suddenly the dam broke.

Her body stiffened and she let out a shriek and shuddered her first extra-marital orgasm. She pushed herself into my mouth and then stiffened. She was a squirter. Her cunt was soaking her panties wet, as her juices spurted out. Her fingers were now caressing my hair. I licked her cunt, with long strokes, over the panty as she pushed herself into my mouth.