Adultery Suman’s Saga-1-5 parts by Rohit01

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Mr. Mehta stood in the doorway, waiting. His balls were twisting with anticipation, his cock jerking in the confines of his inner. It was almost a year since he had drilled a cunt. She was mistress of his friend, Pawan, and he was fortunate to get an opportunity. Though she was beautiful, but compared to Suman she was nothing. If everything happened as plan, it would be best sexual adventure of his life. He hated the woman no doubt, but this hatred had spiced the things further. He was looking forward to see her facial expression when he penetrated her. That would be best moment of his life. Not every day you get to screw your enemy. His lips curled up in soft smile.

Door opened. As he had expected, Suman was standing in front of him clad in skirt and top. Her eyes were on floor. How clever, he thought. Now she was behaving like a faithful housewife.

"Have you looked yourself into the mirror?" he asked.

She looked up, looking into his eyes, confused.

"I wanted you to wear these clothes for a reason," he said with a scornful expression. "What you were doing in bushes wasn't normal thing. Only whore can do such a sin. Your husband is away and you were pleasing another man with your ass. Why don't you die out of shame? Maybe you no longer feel shame."

Her face turned red. She was angry. But instead of saying anything in return she lowered her eyes to the floor. Mr. Mehta felt a joy inside. His enemy was finding hard to look into his eyes. He remembered how she was shouting at him when he had come to plead two years ago. He was standing exactly where he was standing now. "Get lost!" she had shouted. But now she was not in position to utter a single word. What an opportunity had come his way.

"Hey you," Mr. Mehta addressed Kallu. "You can go now."

"I will not disturb..."

"I said go. I don't want you here. Get out."

Looking at Suman, Kallu walked out of the door. Taking deep breath Mr. Mehta stepped into the house and closed the door behind him, securing the letch.

"W-what are you doing?"

"Tonight I'm staying here with you."

"You can't stay here."

"Of course I can. Should I take permission from your husband?" Mr. Mehta said pulling mobile from his pocket. "I don't know how he will react to the news that his wife has been screwed in bushes by maid's son."

Imitating a call he held the mobile to his ear.

"Please stop," she shouted.

"Can I stay here then?"

She nodded.

"Thank you very much. It feels nice to be back in this house. I love this house, you know," he said walking toward the sofa. Sitting down he continued, "Come here."

"Please don't do this with me," she pleaded.

"Come here at once," he shouted.

She was trembling as she walked to him. When she got closer he grabbed her hand and pulled her into his lap, her soft buttocks settling right at his crotch. His cock responded immediately with a jolt, sending wave of excitement through him.

He reached for her ass cheeks with both hands and caressing them softly said, "Um...they are so soft, so tender."

"Please stop it."

"Don't worry darling I'll give you more joy then Kallu," he said inserting his hand into her skirt. Reaching her anus he caressed it softly. "You like to get dick in your ass, don't you?"

She did not respond.

"You were moaning with ecstasy when Kallu was drilling your back door. Will you also give me this opportunity?"

"No!" she shouted.

He started laughing.

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His finger was caressing around her ass hole in obscene manner. Suman wanted to stand up but he was holding her tightly. She was trying to take her attention away from his finger. But it was difficult. No matter how hard she tried, his finger was taking her full attention. Its obscene movement was difficult to ignore. It seemed as if he was playing some magical trick because erotic feeling had started emanating in her body. She was surprise but helpless. Her body was betraying her.

Suddenly she felt pressure at her sphincter. He was trying to insert a finger.

"No please..." she pleaded.

"It is for your good only. Let me loosen it a little. Without it you'll not be able to take my cock. You might have taken Kallu's cock easily, but with mine you'll surely struggle."

Her mind stopped working. What was he saying? Kallu's cock was very big. Had he got bigger than that? Maybe he was joking.

She felt a slight pain as his finger penetrated her slowly. By and by his full finger was inside her, her inner muscles gripping it tightly.

"Ahh," she moaned as he grinded his finger inside. "Please," she said, trying to stop him. She was feeling uncomfortable with the joy his finger was giving to her.

Putting his lips on her nape he whispered into her ear, "You are hot slut. Look how your ass muscles are responding to my finger. I'm sure they'll respond same to my cock. What do you say?"

"Please don't do this with me," she pleaded, turning back, looking into his eyes.

He winked lewdly and whispered, "I can't stop now. Not after seeing you getting fucked by Kallu. If he can enjoy with you, why can't I. Don't behave like a faithful wife. You are already cheating your husband."

"That was a mistake."

"Mistake? You were taking his cock very nicely. It wasn't mistake. You were enjoying with Kallu."

"I lost control..."

"Loose it again because I'm not stopping till I dig your hole with my weapon."

He pulled her face to his and looked into her eyes. His eyes were drenched in lust. He was running his tongue across his lower lips. Oh shit, He was going to kiss her. She tried to pulled her face away but couldn't. He found her lips and started kissing lewdly. He sucked her lips to his heart content and then moved downward toward her breasts.

Already her breasts were exposed due to low neck of the top. Very easily he pulled one boob out and started sucking it. Meanwhile his other hand continued its work with her ass. She tried her best not to respond but her control was evaporating fast. Now erotic joy was flowing through her from two centers: her asshole and boobs. It was shockingly amazing. She told herself to regain control, told herself to suppress feeling of joy but it was no longer possible.