Adultery HONEY, WE NEED TO TALK by Just_Words(+19 copied)

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 I slipped to my side and pulled my blanket. I could feel some activity behind me. Then I felt a slow hand creeping over my back and pulling me to sleep on my back. It was my MIL.

I slowly turned over as her hand came up over my t-shirt to slowly and erotically fondle my breasts. I was already excited as this was going with my FIL next to us. I caught her hand and took it to my mouth and sucked her fingers. Again it slipped to fondle my both boobies as I slowly adjusted myself to her hands. My one hand was stimulating my pusy & clit. All this was happening in silence.

Maybe half an hour passed when I could feel another activity due to sudden movement of my MIL's hands on my breasts. The familiar crumpling of clothes but it was more prominent today, as compared to yesterday. I was prepared for what was to follow. Her moans were prominent today as she knew I was listening. Her administration s on my tits was strong and maybe a little painful keeping in tempo with her orgasms.

I too fingered myself keeping with the shaking on the bed and I came in a strong orgasm, in my hand, when beside me, she moaned and released her juices shaking all over. FIL was still at his humping and I marveled at his stamina. Ashok needed to recuperate a lot before he tried another bout.

MIL was more vocal than yesterday. She pushed my t-shirt to my neck and had exposed my breasts to the cold air-conditioned air. The sweat made me feel colder as I pressed her into me. I wanted to hold onto her breasts, which I was sure were shaking like jelly with my FIL's assaults.

After sometime, the humping stopped. I could feel him sliding off her in the darkness with the squeaking of the bed. Knowing that he was off her, I reached out to my MIL and crept my hand over her side onto her chest. It was very sweaty as I reached the MIL's mound. She turned slightly to make my hand reach her nipple as I held her big soft tit and squeezed. Her breasts had become sensitive after her continuous orgasms and she moaned.

"What happened?" my FIL queried. I pulled back my hand immediately leaving my MIL in a void.

"Nothing," she replied as she turned towards me. Now her tits were accessible to my hands as I too turned towards her. We were now playing with each other's breasts, without making any noise. She then held my palms over her breasts and after putting her palms over them started squeezing very hard as she wanted them to be loved. I got the message.

I felt my MIL's hands sliding down to my skirt which she pulled up and theyn slipped a finger into my pussy, which allowed her swift entry due to total lubrication. I lifted my left leg slightly to facilitate her mobile finger.

So here we were after her copulation, my hands squeezing her breasts and my MIL finger fucking me. I was enjoying her administrations as I felt an approaching orgasm.

Then it happened; my hands were furiously squeezing my MIL's boobs and enjoying my forthcoming orgasm, when I felt a hand come over mine and started to press my MIL's boobs holding my palms. I froze, my orgasm frozen in mid-session. I was sure it was my FIL's hand grabbing his wife's boob. He had my hand in his, over his wife's boob.

I did not know what to do. My MIL was furiously finger fucking me, knowing full well that her husband had caught me in the act of boob-pressing. She was still continuing knowing that. What was I to do? It was then that I decided to let things happen they were supposed to. I purposely carried on pressing my Mil's boobs, playing with her long nipples. Slowly my FIL's hands were moving over mine as though someone was massaging very lightly.

Both these actions were getting me to the peak of my orgasm. I was now caught between the administrations of my in-laws and I decide to enjoy to the fullest, whatever the consequences. I was in a highly intoxicated, erotic state. I could feel the hand over my arms coming closer to my chest and in a short while it rested on my tiny boob, which was now erect and taut. It moved over my chest, without losing contact to search for the other boob, which was pressed below me due to me sleeping on the side. I turned upward to let his hand reach my other asset.

The game was now open. I could feel the hair of his hand tickling my sensitive breasts & chest. I did not care if he pulled me and bangd me, as my need was very urgent. I orgasmed and shivered myself into his hand, as waves of pleasures swept through me. I felt my Mil coming closer and hugging me. As a natural response, I left her boobs and put my hand over her back to pull her into me. It was then that I felt the coarse chest hair of my FIL, pressing into the back of my MIL. Now his hands went to my back and I could feel a strong pressure pushing me into my MIL, who was sandwiched between us.

My MIL immediately placed her lips on mine as I reciprocated her eagerness. I forgot that my father-in-law was right next to me. It was like I was possessed. By now my T-shirt was crumpled around my neck and my tits crushed themselves into my MIL's big boobs with a ferocity unknown to me earlier. Our sweat covered bodies slid against one another as I felt a pair of hands, of my FIL, tugging to remove my T-shirt. I slowed down my kissing and lifted my head as the T-shirt came off. I was now bare over my skirt.

My MIL was in her birthday suit and I was sure so was my FIL was too. I resumed my assault on my MIL's lips, as my hands found her nice, sweaty globes with their upraised raisins. Her hands too were busy pulling my two small pears. Since my MIL had pleasured me in my pussy, I too reached down to feel her pussy. It was wet and sticky with my FIL's assault a few minutes ago and I felt it to be hot. I slipped a finger inside her lips, by trailing my finger from the slit of her clitoris into her folds. My fingers found as easy entry into her cunny and I realized that as compared to my tight vagina, hers was very loose.

As I was lost in enjoying my MIL's boob & cunny, I found the hand, again of my FIL, travelling down my side to my skirt, which by now was bundled at my waist. The side clips came loose and I felt the zip coming down. It was now loosely wrapped around my waist.

I then felt my MIL trailing her hands along my sweaty sides and pushing it down and over my arse cheeks. I took the hint and lifted my buttocks and slipped the skirt off me. I was now on par with my MIL - nude. We resumed our mutual assault with me holding my MIL's face in my hands and concentrating on sucking her lips and tongue

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