Adultery Some Short Stories... From Internet

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That night I dreamt of the dark demon fucking me all night. The next day was one of the few luxuries I had- a late Sunday morning wake up. I dreamt all night and woke up late. I peeped out to see if my lover was awake. The door was locked. I asked my mother. She said Chandan had to go to their native town to join his mother.


They never came back. I never saw Chandan ever again.

In a year, my knight came on his white horse. He was a nice man. Thirty years old, a surgeon. He came from a good family. He was kind, caring and even good-looking. On our suhaag raat, he gently undressed me. He stripped himself. I saw his firm and fair body and an average sized cock.

As he lay down naked next to me, I closed my eyes. He thought I was shy. I had closed my eyes, as I saw the shadow of my demon Chandan next to my fair and middle class husband. I was so wrong…as I closed my eyes, I saw the dark demon hunk more clearly.

When my husband came on top of me, it was the weight of his dark muscled body that I felt. As my husband moved my hair from my face, it was Chandan’ big hands that I felt trailing down to my trembling nipples. As my husband put his six inch cock to my pussy, it was the dark and massive cock I felt penetrating me. When he ejaculated a few thrusts later , it was Chandan’s thick and creamy cum I felt splashing inside me. When my husband pressed his soft lips against mine, it was the stubble on the dark handsome face that I felt against my cheeks.

I slept well that night.

My husband was good to me. He treated me really well and I liked him. He even grew better in bed. He also got adventurous.