Adultery Friend Fucks Wife In Back Seat by sansar

[Ramesh_Rocky]

His one hand had slid under my tank top and his fingers were playing a harmony with my tit & nipple, which was at full attention. My nipples were very sensitive and a cock in me and a hand on my tits was an inflammable combination.

After a little while, I felt Jeet tensing himself. I knew he was about to shoot his spunk into me. Should I allow him to come inside me or should I pull forward and out? If I had to pull out then his spunk would have shot on the seat and around leaving tell tale marks and difficult to explain later. I reached behind and pulled Jeets' thigh forward, without any jerky movement. He was now fully into me and a second later his cock was spurting hot jets into my womb. Mt orgasm coincided with his spurting and I had a difficult time trying not to shout out my thrill. I noted that I had to remember to take the contraceptive pill tomorrow without fail, as I did not want to be impregnated by his hot seed which were flooding my baby cavity.

It looked like his cock would not stop pumping his seed into me. I could feel the additional sperms leaking over my thigh. I reached below and using my panty, which was around the ankles and wiped around my hole, with Jeet still embedded in me. There seemed to be no sign of his pole softening, which was a surprise for me. Atul's prick would shrivel up and slide out after he pumped his seed into me. But here was a pole that did not seem to end his jaunt even after almost an hour of play and pumping his seed in me.

He slowly pulled my skirt over where his penis where it had entered me and left it that. I felt like a bitch which remains stuck to the male dog even after the act is over. I adjusted myself to a comfortable position still skewered onto his pole. It was a novel feeling as though lying around with a bamboo up your cunt. Now and then the jerks and turns of the vehicle made him slide in and out of my pussy. Some times he would suddenly jab into me making his presence felt. And what seemed after hours, he started to shrink and slide out of my pussy.

How I had wanted to turn around and suck him dry, but in this situation I could do nothing but watch him slide out. It felt like my hole had been widened beyond its natural girth. I could feel his spunk oozing out of my hole and I stuffed the panty into my hole to stop this flow.

I put my right hand between my legs and held his sticky pole in my hand feeling the slimy ball of the head of his penis. It was still very turgid. As a passing out gesture I tried to slide my fingers over his deflating pole. I waited in this position and then straightened out on my seat with the panty still stuffed in my hole. Jeet had now pulled his legs back to his regular position and had stuffed his monster in his loose shorts. I was wondering that when he got down and had a stand it would be very difficult for him to hide it. But that would come later.

I again put my hand on the rear seat, as though nothing had happened and rested my head on the seat with my right arm as a pillow. The night was still dark and much distance was yet to be travelled. No word had been spoken. Again a bout of sleep took over me; but this time there was a pain topped with a lot of pleasure in my honey pot. Jeet's honey had filled out my pot. I was feeling stuffed with the panty as a leakage block. I had loved the way I was pinned on his thick cock even after a strong bout.

My hand slid over the seat and dangled behind the seat. It must have brushed against the sleeping Puja, waking her up. Something sucking on my fingers woke me up. I slowly peeped over the seat to find Puja sucking on my fingers putting them in & out slowly & erotically. I froze, because she must definitely have felt Jeet on my finger tips. I kept quite. Then she slowly took my hand and led it to her milk filled breasts, putting her own fingers over mine and pressing them onto her boobs. I could feel her wriggling enjoying the feel of fingers on her tits. In turn I could feel her milk oozing out as her breasts turned taut & excited. I allowed it to go on. Later after she had got both her boobs pressed and nipples tweaked & pulled, she slowly let my hand drop to its original position. She must either been really missing sex or she must have been a lesbian.

The rest of the journey was uneventful. After about three hours, as the first rays of the sun lighted the sky, we reached Jeet's place. Since they stayed alone, Jeet & Puja were adamant that we have breakfast before we went home. But finally we agreed to freshen up and have a cup of tea. By now my son was fully awake but cranky. We decided to finish our morning ablutions at their place & then leave.

Jeet was acting as though nothing had happened between us. I felt that Puja was overly friendly, and thought that it must have been because we had offered them a lift. After I freshened up and got my youngster comfortable, and Puja had put her baby to sleep in her cot, we met in the kitchen.

We were just the two of us when she dropped the bomb-shell. "Anujaji, thank you very much," she said.

Thinking that she meant having giving them the lift to the get-together I replied, "That's no problem Puja. It was a pleasure to take you'll along, since we too were going there."