Adultery Foggy Night in India by shiprat

[Ramesh_Rocky]

The cot creaked and its roped matting stretched and swayed as I struggled on my hands and knees to straddle the big guy. I put my knees on either side of his thighs. I was expecting him to make some effort to enter me. But he just lay there staring at the roof.

I reached down with my right hand and positioned his flagpole at the entrance of my cunt. It was wet so the thick head slipped in easily. I was lowering myself on him slowly, letting his thick girth make its way up my insides, when I felt his hands on my waist. He pulled me down in one strong motion and I gasped as his dick was completely inside me, his balls rubbing against my butt cheeks.

Having penetrated me fully, he let his hands drop to the side again. With his dick inside me, I started moving my hips in a front and back motion. His dick rubbed gently against my g-spot as I did that, filling me with a new kind of bliss. With my hands, I pushed up his kurta revealing a sizeable paunch and a barrel chest, with thick curly hair all over.

I have a thing for chest hair. My hips tracking a cross over his crotch with his dick fully inside me, I bent down and nuzzled his chest hair. I licked his thick dark nipples as my boobs rubbed against his stomach. He put his hand on my head and ran his fingers through my hair.

Then with my torso still on his, he grabbed my waist. I stopped my movements as he started plunging his dick upwards in deep strokes.

"Holy fuck!" I said biting my lips as his pistoning sent new waves of delight surging through my body.

Still gripping me by the waist, he started pounding me harder and harder, til at one point, with every stroke of his, my ass would be in the air a couple of inches above his lap. The room was filled with the obscene sound of our skin slapping against each other and my groans. The big bear himself though was completely silent.

I put my hands on cot under his armpits and straightened my arms. This made my jugs sway back and forth over his chest. He looked at them expressionlessly and kept hammering my cunt.

A few minutes later, I straightened my torso and leaned backwards, putting my hands on his thighs. What a great decision that was. That angle made his dick pleasure the front walls of my cunt even harder. I was leaning backwards, my boobs swinging up and down hard as this rugged specimen of masculinity kept drilling into me. Soon I started shuddering and had a massive orgasm, hollering my way through it. He had stepped up his pace even more to guide me through the orgasm.

Once I was done cumming, I leaned forward again and my chest collapsed on his. He grabbed my ass with both hands and kept pumping me for another fifteen minutes or so. I was a drooling and moaning mess on top of him, a rag doll at his disposal. My head was resting sideways on his hairy chest and with my half-open eyes, I could see that the cleaner now had his dick out and was stroking it while watching this erotic scene.

I came once more as the beast kept pumping me relentlessly, testing the structural integrity of the cot. He put one thick finger into my ass and kept it there for the remaining duration of our coitus. The four legs had been creaking and squeaking the whole time but I was in too delirious a state to care if the cot did break.

I was getting the kind of sexual pleasure I had never experienced before. And I was liking. Having always dated smart, sensitive, well brought up men (and eventually marrying one), I was used to being treated gently in bed. I was used to partners who cared about my needs, responded to my wants, and tried a lot of things.

This was a whole new feeling, one I found myself actually liking. Ceaselessly rough, dispassionate, animalistic pounding. No changing positions, no kissing, no cuddling, no fondling. Just pure fucking with the only intention being the ejaculation of semen. Yes, I had cum a couple of times while we fucked but the beast wouldn't have a given a damn if I hadn't. I was just a warm wet hole for his dick to pound, with a face that wasn't ugly enough to make him lose his erection.

By the time he started pumping his load into me, I had lost count of my orgasms. I was like a mumbling drooling heap of jelly on top of him. His jizz filled my insides and started leaking out along the sides of his dick. When he got done cumming, he lay there for five seconds. Then I felt his finger exit my anus. And then he matter-of-factly pushed me off him as if shaking off a fly.

I lay on the cot on my sides, still shaking and quivering, as he got up, pulled on his pyjama and straightened his kurta. He hadn't made a peep this entire time. I watched the fuck of my life feeling almost drunk but he wasn't giving me as much as a second glance.

I felt the cot creak again. The nondescript cleaner was now naked and had joined me for his turn.

"Don't take too long." the driver said opening the cardboard door.

"Yes boss." the cleaner said rolling me over on my knees.

I tried to raise myself up on my hands, but I was too exhausted to sustain that position. My shoulders crashed on the ropes of the cot and my head lay sideways. My ass was jutting up in the air though, with my cunt gaping open from the recent assault. The cleaner entered me.

He really was nondescript. I don't even remember how he looked. Or whether his dick was big or small. All I remember is, he ravaged my nearly limp body in that position for about ten minutes, fucking me hard. And just on the verge of cumming, he took his dick out, got off the cot, made me sit up and unloaded his sperm into my mouth. I immediately spat it out on the floor and sprawled back on the cot, exhausted.