05-09-2021, 01:43 PM
Episode 25
“Where is your husband?” Arun asked.
Deepa smiled in delight on reading the message from her lover. “He’s taking his shower now,” She replied.
“Anything went on between you and him last night?”
Deepa felt shy on reading this. She was not accustomed to openly talking about sex to anyone but this new lover of her excited her in more ways than one. “No,” Was all that she wrote.
“Why not?” was his cryptic question.
Deepa was aware why he was asking this because it was he who had asked her to have sex with her husband that night. When he had said this to her she was at a loss to why he wanted her to do this and she had asked him that. His answer made her shocked, apprehensive and excited. He video called her and she picked up the line immediately.
“I want him to lick the cunt that I had fucked,” He had said with a roguish smile. She was shocked that he would want to do this to another man, that too his own boss.
“I don’t think I can do that,” She had said.
He had asked her the same thing yesterday as he did today. “Why not?”
“He hardly ever touches me now. Sex between us happens very rarely now,” She had made him understand.
“Never mind, you initiate it. Tell him you are in the mood.”
She was apprehensive that her husband would find out that she had been freshly fucked. What if her husband suddenly found her pussy to be loose she had thought in ignorance not knowing that her pussy muscles were elastic enough to go back to it’s original shape very quickly. Moreover what if Arun had left marks on her body that she was unaware about she had though as she unconsciously started feeling over her breasts with her fingers.
“No, he will reject my advances,” She had said doubting her ability to make her husband fulfil her desires.
“A woman can achieve anything if she puts her mind to it. You caress his body, fondle his little cock .. take it in your mouth to overcome his resistance. Which man can resist a woman taking his prick in her mouth. When he is excited sit on his face and push your cunt on his lips,” He had grinned.
Arun had seen the doubtful look on her face. “Just think Deepa. Has he treated you well? He is not bothered about your feelings. Don’t you want revenge in making him lick your cunt which had been just fucked by your lover … doesn’t he deserve that?”
The image that came to her mind when Arun graphically described what he wanted to do excited her. Her freshly fucked cunt being served to her uncaring hubby. So, she had tried to do what Arun had asked her but Gowranga had violently shoved her away. This rejection not only hurt her feelings it caused even greater anger against her husband. Arun on the other hand wanted to see how much Deepa can be pushed and how much he could get her to obey him. He also wanted to create a feeling of disdain for her husband in Deepa. When she told Arun how her husband had rejected her sexual advances Arun told her not to worry.
“If not now it will surely happen another day,” Arun assured her.
“So, when again? Deepa asked shyly. When she heard Arun laugh on hearing this, blood shot to her face as she blushed in embarrassment.
“Do you want me again? Is your pussy itching for my cock.” He whispered lasciviously to her.
He liked seeing her eyes become downcast in embarrassment. He didn’t wait for her reply. “I’ll see you tomorrow morning after your husband and kids leave home,” He promised her.
At that time, she heard the bathroom door opening. “He’s coming out,” She quickly said in hushed tone before cutting off the phone.
“Where are you now,” Prakash asked Mounika on the phone.
“In the car, almost reaching your place,” She replied.
“Hurry baby, I can’t wait,” He said huskily.
Mounika drove as fast as she could and parked her car beside where Prakash’s car was parked. She took out her mirror from her hand bag and had a quick look at her face. She was pleased with what she saw. A forty-eight years old woman who looked like was in the early thirties. A beautiful, elegantly made up face especially done with great care for the new young love of her life. She wore a blue saree that was sheer enough that the exposed part of her stomach and hips were visible enough through the saree. She wore the lowest cut blouse that she had that matched her saree. Why did I bother so much to dress up like this for him she laughed to herself. The clothes were not going to be on her body for long. She rang his bell and he opened the door immediately for her. He wolf-whistled on seeing her.
“Wow honey you look absolutely stunning,” He said looking at her admiringly.
“You like it? I dressed up especially for you my darling,” She said twirling around for him to admire.
He grabbed her and pulled her hard against his body. “I’ll show you how much I like it,” He said as he fastened his lips on her red painted lips.
She parted her lips to accommodate his lips as her eyelids grew heavy with the passion that engulfed her. Their hands were restlessly pawing on each-others body. Their clothing was a hinderance to their lustful embrace but yet every touch of their partners fingers on their body caused shivers of pleasure to run through them in spite of the clothes being in the way. His tongue insinuated itself into her sweet mouth. Their tongues duelled in her mouth like two male snakes seeking dominance for mating rights, each pushing down on the other in sequence. Soon the battleground for their duel changed from her mouth to his. When their lips finally parted their eyes locked together in lustful heat. They stood forehead to forehead, each feeling the passion their lover by the hotness of the breath lashing on to their faces.
“I missed you darling,” Mounika said with ardent desire.
“Me too baby,” Prakash said genuinely wanting to experience the special pleasure he got from her enchanting experienced womanhood.
Her trembling red lips were too much of a temptation for him to resist and his lips avariciously plucked her lips in another deep and amorous kiss. This time their need to feel each-others body was too great for patience anymore. With their lips still locked and grinding together they feverishly tried to get rid of their clothes from their bodies. They still had to reluctantly part their lips for a few seconds now and then to get their clothes off. In less then a minute their clothes were strewn on the floor and their naked bodies were mashed against each other as they kissed passionately. Her fleshy breasts were misshapen as they pushed up against his muscular chest. But when her swollen nipples rubbed against his taut flesh she had streaks of pleasure spreading through her. She moaned into his kissing mouth as she ran her nails over his broad back. She didn’t have to go on to her toes to kiss him as she still had her three inches heeled sandals on. His hard cock was trapped between their stomachs. She shuddered as she felt the wet sticky tip rub against navel.
Even my cock rubbing against her soft stomach is giving me so much pleasure he thought as he continued to devour her lips. But then her cunt is so much sweeter he told himself. They kissed with fervour and would take a bit of break to gasp and take their breath, their foreheads pressed against each other as they whispered lovingly to each other before continuing to kiss. It seemed like their smooching continued forever but in reality it was only about fifteen minutes or so. But his kisses were enough to get her pussy wet and ready to accommodate his virile member in its warmth. They looked at each other and smiled. She feeling shy at her own display of desire for her a lover so much younger than her and he, triumphantly in making this sophisticated woman a slave to his sexual prowess. Learning that she had never before strayed from her marriage vows and that only he has been successful in breaching her resistance and unleashing the slut in her made the sex all the more sweeter.
“They are so beautiful,” Prakash said admiringly as he gently cupped her firmly hanging fruits. Mounika bit her lips as he pinched her nipple.
“Take car of my cock baby, it’s been yearning for the touch of your fingers.”
Mounika looked at his magnificent love machine. She unconsciously licked her lips on seeing that pleasure tool. This is what her daughter would get every night she thought and couldn’t help feeling envious about her own daughter. She just gently rubbed her forefinger in circles on the foreskin. She saw it jerk as he tightened his groin when she did that. She smiled mischievously on seeing the reaction her finger was having on his cock. Prakash felt the heat in his blood rising as her dainty finger teased his sensitive flesh. He was impatient for those long and slender fingers to pleasure his thick rod.
“Take it in your hand honey, don’t tease me, stroke it baby… hmm…”
She wrapped her fingers from underneath his cock so that he could see from above that the tip of her fingers were hardly able to encircle his bulging rod fully. Her fair fingers with her painted nails caused a stark contrast on the darker skin of his phallus. This was the best housewife that he had ever fucked. Every thing about her, every action of hers was highly erotic to him. She started stroking him, long and slow strokes. Each time she pulled and pushed the skin of his manhood he would give out a soft moan of pleasure.
“Ohh.. it’s so hot,” Mounika moaned feeling the throbbing flesh of the first man to have taken her to such unknown heights of pleasure.
Prakash held her head by the back of her neck and pulled her towards him and kissed her. Mounika continued to stroke his cock as she kissed her naughty lover. He slowly pushed her head down to his chest. Mounika knew what to do next. She nibbled on his erect nipple with her teeth but gently enough not to mark him.
“Aarr.. yes baby .. suck .. shake my cock,” Prakash mumbled in passion.
Mounika did exactly that as she now moved from nibbling to sucking on his chest. The remnants of the lipstick on her lips which had been smudged and almost gone after their passionate kissing was now smeared around his nipple.
“Ahh… wonderful baby … yesss… Why did your husband stay so long before he travelled … I missed you baby… I missed your tight pussy.”
“Yes.. he stayed too long this time.” Before her involvement with Prakash Mounika would be happy if her husband’s trips were put off but for the first time now she had wished he would go away quickly. She wanted the warm embrace of her virile stud.
Prakash moaned as her reddish lips refastened on his nipple. He watched her lips feasting on his body causing him to be in a state of constant arousal. “You wanted your husband out of the way too,” He teased her.
She bit him a little harder causing him to wince, then almost immediately soothingly licked him in remorse. “Yes, you rascal .. you’ve made me forget my hubby. I couldn’t forget that wonderful fuck we had in your bedroom. Your huge cock nearly tore my poor pussy you brute.”
Prakash felt a fresh flow of lust carousing through his body. Mounika was not the type to talk dirty. She had never done that with her husband. He had been the only man to make her open up like this. Hearing words like fuck, cock and pussy coming from the lips of such a refined woman like her was especially arousing. This was only the beginning, before this day was over she would be screaming in lust like a whorish slut.
Mounika cupped his balls with the palm of her other hand as she now sucked his nipple while stroking him. Her fingers of her hand cupping his balls were now below his scrotum on the sensitive hidden stem of his phallus. She gently teased, scrapping her nails on the area that was easily responsive to pleasure. Prakash groaned in appreciation of the pleasure his mature lover was giving him. These two illicit lovers were so infused with lust that they were still engaged in their foreplay right in the middle of the living room. They weren’t even patient enough to get to the bedroom. Prakash grasped her dangling breast and started fondling it as she continued to take him to greater pleasure. He has had younger lovers including the recently seduced Prema but none of the lust filled women could hold a candle to this woman he thought. In the case of Prema it was more like she seducing him than the other way around. His earlier experience with two other housewives happened because they gave out signals that they were available for him. It didn’t take any great effort on his part before the were lying naked in his bed inviting him to take them. One was a frustrated wife who was not getting any pleasure from her husband while the other was bored and wanted to try out an adventure. Both of them were enthusiastic sexual partners and were very satisfactory in bed.
But Mounika was different from all of them. She was not looking around to cheat on her husband. She had not given him any indication that she was interested in him. She was both beautiful and sexy and most important of all thought to be unattainable. He had pursued her relentlessly. She was the first woman where he had made full effort to get her in bed with him. She was looked upon as somewhat of an ice queen. But he always felt that the man who could make her melt would find out that she was a red-hot volcano of lust waiting to erupt given the right trigger. He had been proved to be right. When he showed her a new world of higher intensity sexual bliss she became hooked to the pleasure .. and him. She had now become predisposed to exploring her sexuality and the many hidden delights therein. He is to be the recipient of her newfound obsession in exploring the pleasures of the flesh.
“Sssss… what a manhood you have my love, your cock is so beautiful to look at, it makes me wet just holding it.” Her open admiration for his phallus and the uninhibited lust she had for him made him even more aroused.
He looked at her beautiful hands playing with his heated cock and sperm filled balls and asked her hoarsely,” What’s so special about my cock sweetheart, why do you like it so much?”
Though he had a good idea why he still wanted to hear those words come out from those succulent lips of hers.
“It’s so big and more than that it’s so unbelievably thick.”
“Why? Haven’t you seen one so big and thick before?” He was indirectly making a comparison between his manhood and her husbands because he knew that the only other male organ she has seen apart from his was that of her husband. She would never admit to a direct comparison with the man she had spent a whole married life with. She would not be comfortable demeaning her husband unlike a person such Prema who would delight in doing it with her lover. But in this way she would be moved to automatically making a mental comparison between the virile flesh she was holding in her hands to that of her husband.
“I only seen it in porn movies but never live life this. It was only after I slept with you for the first time that I realised that even normal men can be as big as those porn actors.”
“You like watching porn Mounika,” He asked both surprised and delighted.
“Not now but when I was younger we used to…..,” She hesitated to go on.
Prakash could see that she felt shy about telling it out loud by seeing her face turn red.
“Tell me Mounika, please, it’s only between us, don’t be shy.”
Mounika looked at the eager face of her macho Adonis. Why is such a hunk so crazy about me she wondered in happiness. As I so attractive to him even at this age?
“My husband and I used to watch it together as we made love when we were much younger,” She confessed bashfully.
“Wonderful, we’ll do that too and today,” Prakash said being very pleased at what he heard.
“What part you liked the most in those movies?” Prakash asked further.
“Why are you asking me all this you oaf,” She scolded him playfully.
“No Mounika just out of curiosity. Take me for example I loved seeing the female porn stars sucking the male stars cocks.”
“You men all are typical. You all like that don’t you?”
“Yes, Mounika and that too I like how their lipstick doesn’t smudge as they suck on the cock. Not only that they are all so sexily made up with beautiful manicured fingers, everything is so sexy to see.”
Mounika saw her own well-manicured and painted fingernails shining as she pulled on his long rod. So, no wonder he keeps looking at my hand stroking him with so much fascination. “You, silly boy there are smear proof lipstick in the market.”
“Tell me what you like Mounika?”
She pulled his head to hers and gently kissed his lips before whispering. “I like those with a bit of story, makes it more believable and exciting, not those that have mindless fucking.”
“You like that too,” Prakash said excitedly. “I like where the hero seduces and fucks the wimp’s wife.”
“And do you like it to be that the wife is an older woman? Mounika asked meaningfully. Was this the only reason he wants me she asked herself thoughtfully.
“No, not necessary but the wife must be beautiful and sexy, just like you,” Prakash replied not falling into any trap set by her.
“If I was not someone’s wife would you not wanted me?”
“You are so glamorous and elegant, it wouldn’t have mattered in your case.”
Mounika was very pleased with his answer and she again started kissing him passionately. “Thank you for that,” She said after that long kiss ended.
“But with all this beauty and sexiness you being someone else’s wife is an added bonus,” Prakash said cheekily, grinning at her.
Mounika hit him on his chest several times with the bottom of her fist. “You are an incorrigible idiot,” She said equally playfully.
“Mounika, do you have lipstick like that,” He asked coyly.
Mounika didn’t understand what he meant. “What? She asked before it struck her what he wanted to know. She recalled how her own lipstick had smeared and practically disappeared by their feverish kissing. “Why do you ask?” She asked trying to hide the smile on her face.
“Just asking, do you have it?” He replied.
“Yes.”
“Now here with you?”
Now Mounika was certain what he wanted her to do. “I think there is one in my handbag.” She saw the delight in his face when she said that. “Do you want me to put that on?”
“Yes, please my love.”
“Why do you want to kiss again after that.” She was now shamelessly teasing him.
“Yes, seeing your luscious wet lips before kissing would be very arousing but something else would be more.” Prakash was thinking how sexy it would be to see her lipstick covered lips gripping and sucking on his cock. It would just be like in the blue movies.
“What else do you want me to do? Mounika asked huskily giving him a smouldering look. She again started playing with his rock-hard cock. The same cock that she would soon be tasting.
“Wear your lipstick and suck my cock just like in the porn films.”
Mounika gave him a naughty look as she walked to wear she had thrown her handbag when they had started smooching fierily. Prakash looked admiringly at the movement of her shapely bottom as she walked. As she still had her heeled sandals on her well-toned calk and thigh tightened as she moved and up and down movements of her rounded buttocks were accentuated and very erotic to see. When she bent down to pick up her handbag the slit of her pussy was puffed up and pushed back. The glistening he could see showed how wet and ready she was for him. Few minutes later she was standing before him again with a fresh coat on her lips. They looked so kissable but he was not sure if it would get smudged again. He wanted to see his cock enter those delectable lips. But Mounika grabbed him and kissed him very hard and long. When they parted he could see that there was no smudging at all.
Her lips spread out in a warm and sexy smile. “Is this what you wanted darling?”
“Yes,” He replied. He couldn’t believe himself how hoarse he sounded.
Mounika gave a very sexy look to the magnificent virile young man standing in front of her before she slowly started kissing down from his neck, chest, stomach till she was on her knees in front of him. She bit and licked his firm hard muscled thighs before her face was right in front of his eagerly twitching erect pole. Mounika raised her eyes to see him looking down with excitement and anticipation. She bit her lips with her mouth while giving him a suggestive look. She blew cool air on his hot cock making him tremble.
Prakash was in uncontrollable lust. Such a high society woman, a woman who was highly respected by some of the most prominent people in the state. The woman who was treated with deference by powerful men and women. The classy wife of one of the most powerful men in the state. Such a woman was on her knees in front of him with his cock in her hands. Such a woman was going to suck his cock just like a slut would. Nothing can be more arousing than this. Mounika rubbed the head of his cock on her lips as if applying lipstick on it once more. His precum was now completely coated on her lips giving them a wet look.
“Don’t tease me anymore baby, suck me … I can’t stand it anymore.”
Mounika smiled at how he lost control and how eager he had become for her to take his cock in her mouth. She licked his cock head cleaning it of the precum. She opened her mouth completely wide to accommodate his huge girth before her lips wrapped around his thickness, taking the head in her wet mouth. Prakash watched in fascination seeing those wet, red lips pressing down on his darker flesh. She slowly moved her head forward, half of his cock entered into her warm mouth before she pulled back till only the tip of his cock was trapped in her lips before taking him in again. As her lips were pulled over his long stalk the part of his stem that she had sucked was wet with her saliva. After a few minutes she slowly pulled his foreskin back as she sucked. Prakash was in heaven. She is sucking him just like a porn star. This day was going to be wonderful day.
“Where is your husband?” Arun asked.
Deepa smiled in delight on reading the message from her lover. “He’s taking his shower now,” She replied.
“Anything went on between you and him last night?”
Deepa felt shy on reading this. She was not accustomed to openly talking about sex to anyone but this new lover of her excited her in more ways than one. “No,” Was all that she wrote.
“Why not?” was his cryptic question.
Deepa was aware why he was asking this because it was he who had asked her to have sex with her husband that night. When he had said this to her she was at a loss to why he wanted her to do this and she had asked him that. His answer made her shocked, apprehensive and excited. He video called her and she picked up the line immediately.
“I want him to lick the cunt that I had fucked,” He had said with a roguish smile. She was shocked that he would want to do this to another man, that too his own boss.
“I don’t think I can do that,” She had said.
He had asked her the same thing yesterday as he did today. “Why not?”
“He hardly ever touches me now. Sex between us happens very rarely now,” She had made him understand.
“Never mind, you initiate it. Tell him you are in the mood.”
She was apprehensive that her husband would find out that she had been freshly fucked. What if her husband suddenly found her pussy to be loose she had thought in ignorance not knowing that her pussy muscles were elastic enough to go back to it’s original shape very quickly. Moreover what if Arun had left marks on her body that she was unaware about she had though as she unconsciously started feeling over her breasts with her fingers.
“No, he will reject my advances,” She had said doubting her ability to make her husband fulfil her desires.
“A woman can achieve anything if she puts her mind to it. You caress his body, fondle his little cock .. take it in your mouth to overcome his resistance. Which man can resist a woman taking his prick in her mouth. When he is excited sit on his face and push your cunt on his lips,” He had grinned.
Arun had seen the doubtful look on her face. “Just think Deepa. Has he treated you well? He is not bothered about your feelings. Don’t you want revenge in making him lick your cunt which had been just fucked by your lover … doesn’t he deserve that?”
The image that came to her mind when Arun graphically described what he wanted to do excited her. Her freshly fucked cunt being served to her uncaring hubby. So, she had tried to do what Arun had asked her but Gowranga had violently shoved her away. This rejection not only hurt her feelings it caused even greater anger against her husband. Arun on the other hand wanted to see how much Deepa can be pushed and how much he could get her to obey him. He also wanted to create a feeling of disdain for her husband in Deepa. When she told Arun how her husband had rejected her sexual advances Arun told her not to worry.
“If not now it will surely happen another day,” Arun assured her.
“So, when again? Deepa asked shyly. When she heard Arun laugh on hearing this, blood shot to her face as she blushed in embarrassment.
“Do you want me again? Is your pussy itching for my cock.” He whispered lasciviously to her.
He liked seeing her eyes become downcast in embarrassment. He didn’t wait for her reply. “I’ll see you tomorrow morning after your husband and kids leave home,” He promised her.
At that time, she heard the bathroom door opening. “He’s coming out,” She quickly said in hushed tone before cutting off the phone.
“Where are you now,” Prakash asked Mounika on the phone.
“In the car, almost reaching your place,” She replied.
“Hurry baby, I can’t wait,” He said huskily.
Mounika drove as fast as she could and parked her car beside where Prakash’s car was parked. She took out her mirror from her hand bag and had a quick look at her face. She was pleased with what she saw. A forty-eight years old woman who looked like was in the early thirties. A beautiful, elegantly made up face especially done with great care for the new young love of her life. She wore a blue saree that was sheer enough that the exposed part of her stomach and hips were visible enough through the saree. She wore the lowest cut blouse that she had that matched her saree. Why did I bother so much to dress up like this for him she laughed to herself. The clothes were not going to be on her body for long. She rang his bell and he opened the door immediately for her. He wolf-whistled on seeing her.
“Wow honey you look absolutely stunning,” He said looking at her admiringly.
“You like it? I dressed up especially for you my darling,” She said twirling around for him to admire.
He grabbed her and pulled her hard against his body. “I’ll show you how much I like it,” He said as he fastened his lips on her red painted lips.
She parted her lips to accommodate his lips as her eyelids grew heavy with the passion that engulfed her. Their hands were restlessly pawing on each-others body. Their clothing was a hinderance to their lustful embrace but yet every touch of their partners fingers on their body caused shivers of pleasure to run through them in spite of the clothes being in the way. His tongue insinuated itself into her sweet mouth. Their tongues duelled in her mouth like two male snakes seeking dominance for mating rights, each pushing down on the other in sequence. Soon the battleground for their duel changed from her mouth to his. When their lips finally parted their eyes locked together in lustful heat. They stood forehead to forehead, each feeling the passion their lover by the hotness of the breath lashing on to their faces.
“I missed you darling,” Mounika said with ardent desire.
“Me too baby,” Prakash said genuinely wanting to experience the special pleasure he got from her enchanting experienced womanhood.
Her trembling red lips were too much of a temptation for him to resist and his lips avariciously plucked her lips in another deep and amorous kiss. This time their need to feel each-others body was too great for patience anymore. With their lips still locked and grinding together they feverishly tried to get rid of their clothes from their bodies. They still had to reluctantly part their lips for a few seconds now and then to get their clothes off. In less then a minute their clothes were strewn on the floor and their naked bodies were mashed against each other as they kissed passionately. Her fleshy breasts were misshapen as they pushed up against his muscular chest. But when her swollen nipples rubbed against his taut flesh she had streaks of pleasure spreading through her. She moaned into his kissing mouth as she ran her nails over his broad back. She didn’t have to go on to her toes to kiss him as she still had her three inches heeled sandals on. His hard cock was trapped between their stomachs. She shuddered as she felt the wet sticky tip rub against navel.
Even my cock rubbing against her soft stomach is giving me so much pleasure he thought as he continued to devour her lips. But then her cunt is so much sweeter he told himself. They kissed with fervour and would take a bit of break to gasp and take their breath, their foreheads pressed against each other as they whispered lovingly to each other before continuing to kiss. It seemed like their smooching continued forever but in reality it was only about fifteen minutes or so. But his kisses were enough to get her pussy wet and ready to accommodate his virile member in its warmth. They looked at each other and smiled. She feeling shy at her own display of desire for her a lover so much younger than her and he, triumphantly in making this sophisticated woman a slave to his sexual prowess. Learning that she had never before strayed from her marriage vows and that only he has been successful in breaching her resistance and unleashing the slut in her made the sex all the more sweeter.
“They are so beautiful,” Prakash said admiringly as he gently cupped her firmly hanging fruits. Mounika bit her lips as he pinched her nipple.
“Take car of my cock baby, it’s been yearning for the touch of your fingers.”
Mounika looked at his magnificent love machine. She unconsciously licked her lips on seeing that pleasure tool. This is what her daughter would get every night she thought and couldn’t help feeling envious about her own daughter. She just gently rubbed her forefinger in circles on the foreskin. She saw it jerk as he tightened his groin when she did that. She smiled mischievously on seeing the reaction her finger was having on his cock. Prakash felt the heat in his blood rising as her dainty finger teased his sensitive flesh. He was impatient for those long and slender fingers to pleasure his thick rod.
“Take it in your hand honey, don’t tease me, stroke it baby… hmm…”
She wrapped her fingers from underneath his cock so that he could see from above that the tip of her fingers were hardly able to encircle his bulging rod fully. Her fair fingers with her painted nails caused a stark contrast on the darker skin of his phallus. This was the best housewife that he had ever fucked. Every thing about her, every action of hers was highly erotic to him. She started stroking him, long and slow strokes. Each time she pulled and pushed the skin of his manhood he would give out a soft moan of pleasure.
“Ohh.. it’s so hot,” Mounika moaned feeling the throbbing flesh of the first man to have taken her to such unknown heights of pleasure.
Prakash held her head by the back of her neck and pulled her towards him and kissed her. Mounika continued to stroke his cock as she kissed her naughty lover. He slowly pushed her head down to his chest. Mounika knew what to do next. She nibbled on his erect nipple with her teeth but gently enough not to mark him.
“Aarr.. yes baby .. suck .. shake my cock,” Prakash mumbled in passion.
Mounika did exactly that as she now moved from nibbling to sucking on his chest. The remnants of the lipstick on her lips which had been smudged and almost gone after their passionate kissing was now smeared around his nipple.
“Ahh… wonderful baby … yesss… Why did your husband stay so long before he travelled … I missed you baby… I missed your tight pussy.”
“Yes.. he stayed too long this time.” Before her involvement with Prakash Mounika would be happy if her husband’s trips were put off but for the first time now she had wished he would go away quickly. She wanted the warm embrace of her virile stud.
Prakash moaned as her reddish lips refastened on his nipple. He watched her lips feasting on his body causing him to be in a state of constant arousal. “You wanted your husband out of the way too,” He teased her.
She bit him a little harder causing him to wince, then almost immediately soothingly licked him in remorse. “Yes, you rascal .. you’ve made me forget my hubby. I couldn’t forget that wonderful fuck we had in your bedroom. Your huge cock nearly tore my poor pussy you brute.”
Prakash felt a fresh flow of lust carousing through his body. Mounika was not the type to talk dirty. She had never done that with her husband. He had been the only man to make her open up like this. Hearing words like fuck, cock and pussy coming from the lips of such a refined woman like her was especially arousing. This was only the beginning, before this day was over she would be screaming in lust like a whorish slut.
Mounika cupped his balls with the palm of her other hand as she now sucked his nipple while stroking him. Her fingers of her hand cupping his balls were now below his scrotum on the sensitive hidden stem of his phallus. She gently teased, scrapping her nails on the area that was easily responsive to pleasure. Prakash groaned in appreciation of the pleasure his mature lover was giving him. These two illicit lovers were so infused with lust that they were still engaged in their foreplay right in the middle of the living room. They weren’t even patient enough to get to the bedroom. Prakash grasped her dangling breast and started fondling it as she continued to take him to greater pleasure. He has had younger lovers including the recently seduced Prema but none of the lust filled women could hold a candle to this woman he thought. In the case of Prema it was more like she seducing him than the other way around. His earlier experience with two other housewives happened because they gave out signals that they were available for him. It didn’t take any great effort on his part before the were lying naked in his bed inviting him to take them. One was a frustrated wife who was not getting any pleasure from her husband while the other was bored and wanted to try out an adventure. Both of them were enthusiastic sexual partners and were very satisfactory in bed.
But Mounika was different from all of them. She was not looking around to cheat on her husband. She had not given him any indication that she was interested in him. She was both beautiful and sexy and most important of all thought to be unattainable. He had pursued her relentlessly. She was the first woman where he had made full effort to get her in bed with him. She was looked upon as somewhat of an ice queen. But he always felt that the man who could make her melt would find out that she was a red-hot volcano of lust waiting to erupt given the right trigger. He had been proved to be right. When he showed her a new world of higher intensity sexual bliss she became hooked to the pleasure .. and him. She had now become predisposed to exploring her sexuality and the many hidden delights therein. He is to be the recipient of her newfound obsession in exploring the pleasures of the flesh.
“Sssss… what a manhood you have my love, your cock is so beautiful to look at, it makes me wet just holding it.” Her open admiration for his phallus and the uninhibited lust she had for him made him even more aroused.
He looked at her beautiful hands playing with his heated cock and sperm filled balls and asked her hoarsely,” What’s so special about my cock sweetheart, why do you like it so much?”
Though he had a good idea why he still wanted to hear those words come out from those succulent lips of hers.
“It’s so big and more than that it’s so unbelievably thick.”
“Why? Haven’t you seen one so big and thick before?” He was indirectly making a comparison between his manhood and her husbands because he knew that the only other male organ she has seen apart from his was that of her husband. She would never admit to a direct comparison with the man she had spent a whole married life with. She would not be comfortable demeaning her husband unlike a person such Prema who would delight in doing it with her lover. But in this way she would be moved to automatically making a mental comparison between the virile flesh she was holding in her hands to that of her husband.
“I only seen it in porn movies but never live life this. It was only after I slept with you for the first time that I realised that even normal men can be as big as those porn actors.”
“You like watching porn Mounika,” He asked both surprised and delighted.
“Not now but when I was younger we used to…..,” She hesitated to go on.
Prakash could see that she felt shy about telling it out loud by seeing her face turn red.
“Tell me Mounika, please, it’s only between us, don’t be shy.”
Mounika looked at the eager face of her macho Adonis. Why is such a hunk so crazy about me she wondered in happiness. As I so attractive to him even at this age?
“My husband and I used to watch it together as we made love when we were much younger,” She confessed bashfully.
“Wonderful, we’ll do that too and today,” Prakash said being very pleased at what he heard.
“What part you liked the most in those movies?” Prakash asked further.
“Why are you asking me all this you oaf,” She scolded him playfully.
“No Mounika just out of curiosity. Take me for example I loved seeing the female porn stars sucking the male stars cocks.”
“You men all are typical. You all like that don’t you?”
“Yes, Mounika and that too I like how their lipstick doesn’t smudge as they suck on the cock. Not only that they are all so sexily made up with beautiful manicured fingers, everything is so sexy to see.”
Mounika saw her own well-manicured and painted fingernails shining as she pulled on his long rod. So, no wonder he keeps looking at my hand stroking him with so much fascination. “You, silly boy there are smear proof lipstick in the market.”
“Tell me what you like Mounika?”
She pulled his head to hers and gently kissed his lips before whispering. “I like those with a bit of story, makes it more believable and exciting, not those that have mindless fucking.”
“You like that too,” Prakash said excitedly. “I like where the hero seduces and fucks the wimp’s wife.”
“And do you like it to be that the wife is an older woman? Mounika asked meaningfully. Was this the only reason he wants me she asked herself thoughtfully.
“No, not necessary but the wife must be beautiful and sexy, just like you,” Prakash replied not falling into any trap set by her.
“If I was not someone’s wife would you not wanted me?”
“You are so glamorous and elegant, it wouldn’t have mattered in your case.”
Mounika was very pleased with his answer and she again started kissing him passionately. “Thank you for that,” She said after that long kiss ended.
“But with all this beauty and sexiness you being someone else’s wife is an added bonus,” Prakash said cheekily, grinning at her.
Mounika hit him on his chest several times with the bottom of her fist. “You are an incorrigible idiot,” She said equally playfully.
“Mounika, do you have lipstick like that,” He asked coyly.
Mounika didn’t understand what he meant. “What? She asked before it struck her what he wanted to know. She recalled how her own lipstick had smeared and practically disappeared by their feverish kissing. “Why do you ask?” She asked trying to hide the smile on her face.
“Just asking, do you have it?” He replied.
“Yes.”
“Now here with you?”
Now Mounika was certain what he wanted her to do. “I think there is one in my handbag.” She saw the delight in his face when she said that. “Do you want me to put that on?”
“Yes, please my love.”
“Why do you want to kiss again after that.” She was now shamelessly teasing him.
“Yes, seeing your luscious wet lips before kissing would be very arousing but something else would be more.” Prakash was thinking how sexy it would be to see her lipstick covered lips gripping and sucking on his cock. It would just be like in the blue movies.
“What else do you want me to do? Mounika asked huskily giving him a smouldering look. She again started playing with his rock-hard cock. The same cock that she would soon be tasting.
“Wear your lipstick and suck my cock just like in the porn films.”
Mounika gave him a naughty look as she walked to wear she had thrown her handbag when they had started smooching fierily. Prakash looked admiringly at the movement of her shapely bottom as she walked. As she still had her heeled sandals on her well-toned calk and thigh tightened as she moved and up and down movements of her rounded buttocks were accentuated and very erotic to see. When she bent down to pick up her handbag the slit of her pussy was puffed up and pushed back. The glistening he could see showed how wet and ready she was for him. Few minutes later she was standing before him again with a fresh coat on her lips. They looked so kissable but he was not sure if it would get smudged again. He wanted to see his cock enter those delectable lips. But Mounika grabbed him and kissed him very hard and long. When they parted he could see that there was no smudging at all.
Her lips spread out in a warm and sexy smile. “Is this what you wanted darling?”
“Yes,” He replied. He couldn’t believe himself how hoarse he sounded.
Mounika gave a very sexy look to the magnificent virile young man standing in front of her before she slowly started kissing down from his neck, chest, stomach till she was on her knees in front of him. She bit and licked his firm hard muscled thighs before her face was right in front of his eagerly twitching erect pole. Mounika raised her eyes to see him looking down with excitement and anticipation. She bit her lips with her mouth while giving him a suggestive look. She blew cool air on his hot cock making him tremble.
Prakash was in uncontrollable lust. Such a high society woman, a woman who was highly respected by some of the most prominent people in the state. The woman who was treated with deference by powerful men and women. The classy wife of one of the most powerful men in the state. Such a woman was on her knees in front of him with his cock in her hands. Such a woman was going to suck his cock just like a slut would. Nothing can be more arousing than this. Mounika rubbed the head of his cock on her lips as if applying lipstick on it once more. His precum was now completely coated on her lips giving them a wet look.
“Don’t tease me anymore baby, suck me … I can’t stand it anymore.”
Mounika smiled at how he lost control and how eager he had become for her to take his cock in her mouth. She licked his cock head cleaning it of the precum. She opened her mouth completely wide to accommodate his huge girth before her lips wrapped around his thickness, taking the head in her wet mouth. Prakash watched in fascination seeing those wet, red lips pressing down on his darker flesh. She slowly moved her head forward, half of his cock entered into her warm mouth before she pulled back till only the tip of his cock was trapped in her lips before taking him in again. As her lips were pulled over his long stalk the part of his stem that she had sucked was wet with her saliva. After a few minutes she slowly pulled his foreskin back as she sucked. Prakash was in heaven. She is sucking him just like a porn star. This day was going to be wonderful day.
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