Adultery An Indian Marriage by rulerandcane

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Meeta had to agree with some of this. Part of her felt free in terms of not having someone over her. Also weirdly, Dinesh imposing his sexual needs on her also freed her. While she did not like large parts of that, what she did like was the fact that he was making the call and she had to follow without any questions. Not having to make the sexual decisions was bit of a relief to her.

Dinesh was getting drunk by the minute and he was also getting ready to play for more games.

"Ready for more games?"

"What do you mean?"

"I am drunk and a bit aroused. I have a beautiful girl in front of me. It is time to play. First have some wine. It will help."

He got up and poured her some wine.

"Drink it quick." He put the glass to her lips. She took a large sip. She liked the taste of it and then took another swig. The alcohol hit her and she felt her head.

"Take the wine to the bedroom. Get undressed. I mean fully naked. Then wear the thong I bought you. I will be there in 5 minutes."

Meeta was not keen on more sex games as the day had tired her a bit. But she knew she had to do this. She obediently went to the bedroom. Dinesh drained his drink and poured one more. He pictured her in the thong and the delicious things he could do to her.

At the 5-minute mark, Dinesh walked into the bedroom. Sitting on the bed was Meeta naked but for a tiny piece of clothing. Although she had paraded naked before, this was embarrassing to her. She nervously twitched.

"Stand up and let me look"

She got up.

"Turn around, let's see that sweet ass."

She obeyed. Dinesh was thrilled at the sight. The thong added to the hotness by sliding in her crack.

"Now bend over and grab your ankles."

She did.

"Lower, stretch a bit."

She tried her best. Her delicious ass was now even more raised. She realized that Dinesh liked her ass the most among her assets.

"Now reach between your legs and show me your pussy."

She hesitated but then managed to act accordingly. She moved her hands to her mound, slipped the thong to the side and showed him her well shaven pussy.

"Remember how I played with it before. Now do the same yourself with your hands."

Meeta almost gasped at the request. This was completely alien to her and to do it front of him was even harder. But she did a meek attempt of playing with her pussy.

"Keep working. I want to see it wet soon." Dinesh shouted. The drinks were getting to his head.

She increased her fingering but her position and fear both interfered with any arousal she was trying to achieve. Dinesh walked near her and caressed her ass and slid his fingers down to her pussy. He casually flicked it and ran his finger in circular motion. That seemed to get some arousal going. He decided to change the mode a bit. He unzipped his shorts and let it fall to the ground. He was not wearing any underwear.

"Suck my cock but play with yourself as well. Get both of them real wet."

She got up and dropped to her knees took his cock in her mouth. With her free hand she slipped it to her pussy and continued the effort. Dinesh let this continue for a few minutes.

"Are you wet?" He asked.

"No..." She stammered.

"Get up."

She did.

Dinesh went and laid by the bed while she watched intently. He pulled a tube from his drawer.

"Here, rub this and start sucking."

Meeta poured the jelly like thing into her palms and massaged her pussy with it. Then obediently knelt and took his cock into her mouth.

"No hands on my cock. Use both your hands to play with yourself."

Meeta adjusted. This was an awkward position to be in. Her hands were in between her legs and her face just dropped over his cock. She also could not control how far his cock went into her mouth. So she ended up gagging a bit every now and then.