14-09-2021, 08:42 PM
Episode 28
Mounika found her own undulating body movements sinuous and sensuous as she saw herself enjoying the ministrations of Prakash’s tongue in her pussy on his mobile phone’s screen. This was the first time she was actually able to concentrate and listen to her own lamentations of pleasure. It reinforced within her how much pleasure her young lover had given her. She was so taken up on seeing herself enjoying cunnilingus on the screen that she was not conscious of the huge rock-hard flesh of her lover sliding in and out of her gloriously tight pussy but was only aware of the pleasure that was carousing through her lithe body. She was breathing through her mouth rather than her nose as she had to gulp in larger amounts of air and then was causing an audible gasp each time as she did so. Her eyelids were getting heavy and her eyeballs were beginning to roll upwards as more and more pleasure engulfed her very being. She was jerked out of this entranced state of pleasure by her phone ringing. She froze from all movements and so did Prakash who stopped moving as his thick rode was fully thrust into her pleasure pit with his pelvis pressed against the soft flesh of her buttock. She reached for her phone which was on the side table beside the bed. The call was from Jayakar. This was not unusual. Her husband would often call one or two days after he had gone on one of his trips just to say he had safely reached his destination. This was a habit with him.
“Hello dear, how are you,” Mounika tried to speak normally. This was rather awkward for her. She was very guiltily conscious that a young man’s huge sex member was planted deep inside her most intimate part as she spoke to her husband. She had not some half an hour ago just shrieked like a slut wallowing in adulterous sex with her newfound young lover. Yet she had to pretend that everything was normal.
“I’m good darling. Reached here late afternoon but was busy so couldn’t call you earlier. It’s 11.30pm here now,” Jayakar said.
“Oh, it’s late morning here,” Mounika said as she felt Prakash starting to fuck her again. “That scoundrel, he knows I’m talking to my husband yet he’s doing me. I’ve got to control from moaning or gasping,” Mounika thought to herself but she also could not deny the feeling of great arousal in indulging in such a sinful act.
“Are you at home?” Jayakar asked.
“No dear, I’m out, thinking of enjoying some outside food.”
“Yeah Mounika, always at home can be boring, getting something outside sometimes is more appetizing,” Jayakar said with a smile. He was talking in double meaning as he watched his overseas office executive Susan’s lips slurp up and down on his cock. Susan was going to share his bed for the night. Little did he realise that the double meaning talk also had meaning for his wife who also smiled thinking that the cock she was getting from outside her home was indeed very delicious.
“You understand my wishes very well dear husband, that’s why I love you.”
“I love you too dear, I’m tired and sleeping, bye dear, enjoy yourself,” Jayakar said as he cut his call.
Mounika got up suddenly causing Prakash’s cock to slip out from her cunt. She got up on to her hands and knees, Her, curvaceous body with her flaring hips and rounded buttocks was extremely tempting and inviting. She turned her face to look at him. He saw her face that was convulsed in lust. With a voice dripping with desire she said,” You heard what my husband said? He wants me to enjoy outside fare, fuck me … but first record this, I want to watch us fucking together.”
Mounika herself could not believe that it was her who was so boldly asking to be fucked like a whore. She had become so enamoured with her young lover she wanted to enjoy every bit of pleasure with him. Prakash happily set up his phone before he fucked her from behind. This way her expression of uncontrolled lust and his was clearly recorded. She wailed loudly in unrestrained pleasure as Prakash fucked her long and hard.
“angg… anggg… angg…. Tear my pussy my darling… fuckkkk….” She screamed.
“What a fucker you are baby…. Ahh god you fuck hard… aww…. Be gentle with my daughter..”
“You want my cock Mounika? Huh? Tell me how much you want it..”
“Yesss… Yesss… I want your huge cock… I love it… this married pussy just needs your virile cock..”
“Wait you bitches.. both mother and daughter are going to be slaves to my cock.”
“Ahhhhh…..,” Mounika had a massive orgasm but Prakash continued to fuck her.
Mounika lost count of the times she came before Prakash filled her love hole with his potent fluid. They rested for a while before they took a shower together. As Prakash had said they had remained naked throughout the day except when Prakash had a towel around his waist as the food they ordered was delivered. Mounika was lying naked on his bed at that time. The ate together feeding each other before Prakash fucked her on the dining table. They hugged each as they slept for an hour or so. She was awakened by his passionate kissing. They watched themselves having fornicated earlier that was recorded in his phone. She played with his cock as he fingered her pussy while watching their starring role in their private sex film. Soon she was holding a raging hardon in her fingers and his fingers were completely sticky from her oozing. This time they made love sensuously. They took their time exploring every bit of each others bodies. He fucked her breasts as she held them both tightly against his phallus. This was a first for her. She had never done this with her husband before. He wanted her butt hole but she strongly refused. He did not force the issue. Prakash was confident that he would be the one to take her anal virginity and that too soon. She shivered under him in soft whimpers as she came again with his gentle love making. This time they whispered words of love and endearment as he filled her cup with his seed. They made love once more as they took their shower together. As he had promised he had fucked her five times that day, the most times she had ever had sex in a day but she lost count of the number of times she came that day. Her face had the glow of freshly fucked satisfying sex. Her body was tingling and her intimate part was pleasantly sore. She had an exhausted deep sleep that night.
Prema called Prakash to set up a date for Lekha and herself with him the very next day but Prakash refused. He was not superman, he needed time to recover too. Besides he needed the fingernail marks and teeth marks left by Mounika on his body to heal. He needed to have his full energy back because he needed to make sure those two married sluts had a day they would not forget with him. He had met both their husbands at that fund-raising party and he did not particularly like their looks. They both had cunning looks. They were capable of conniving in any way to make sure they got what they want. They also did not seem to have any compassion for those who were less fortunate than them. After he had thoroughly fucked Prema and Lekha together he wanted to invite their husbands for a dinner preferably with Prema and Lekha also attending. He wanted to have a pleasant conversation with them after having made both of them fools by ravishing their wives. If they came alone without their wives then he planned to slowly turn the conversation to sex. He would tell them a fictitious incident that had happened in the US while he was there and how he had fornicated with two housewives together but in actual fact he would be describing the way he had fucked their wives. He needed to gauge their reactions. It may give him a clue whether they can be manipulated.
After he had said no another two days had passed. Prakash felt re-energised. He was raring to have sex again. During these three days Mounika did not want to have sex either. She had told Prakash that it had been too much sexual activity for her to take. Even though mentally she was keen for her age it was physically exhausting. She had spent her nights conversing with him. They would cajole and tease each other. She felt so young and alive as if she was experiencing her first love in her youth. This was another type of pleasure for her. One that did not make her body glow but instead her heart glow. Prakash had gone on another date with Sandhya. This time they had gone as far as kissing. From the kissing itself Prakash was able to figure out that Sandhya was no innocent young girl. It really didn’t bother him if she had prior experience with men or even if she was not a virgin anymore. He was not some old-fashioned man in this regard. Marrying Sandhya would have a lot of benefits, primarily it would give him the opportunity to continue his affair with her mother with much lesser chance of discovery. She would bring a sufficient amount of fortune into the marriage and the added connections of his father in law would be very useful in his business. Also, working the pussy of the mother and daughter together was very kinky to him. But for now he confined himself to only kisses with Sandhya.
Just when he was debating whether to call Prema she called him. That would mean only one thing. She wanted to have sex. He took up the phone happily.
“Hi baby, how are you?” She gushed.
“Not so good, was just thinking of you,” He replied.
“Why? Not good?”
“Was missing you that’s why. Was missing your sweet little cunt.”
“Hah don’t lie. I called you three days ago and you rejected me,” Prema said feinting to be hurt.
“Not rejected sweetheart, I was so keen but my dad had some important work for me. Got to take care of that too you know. You don’t know how upset I was that I could not go to you,” Now Prakash pretended to be remorseful.
“Really? You were pining for me? How sweet.”
“Yes, baby I really did. I wanted that fragrant flower you have between your thighs.”
Prema felt herself getting moist by his words and not in her eyes. “That’s why I called Prakash, could you come to my cottage tomorrow morning by ten. Lekha and I would meet you there.”
“The two of you? Prema could hear the excitement in his voice.
“Yes, Lekha’s husband would be going to their parties district office from early tomorrow morning and would only be back the next day evening.”
“Wonderful, I’ve been thinking of her from the day I met her at the fund-raising event.”
“The poor girl was feeling the same. You made her feel that monster you have hidden in your pants didn’t you and now she wants to see that live.”
“Ha ha .. Not to worry, tomorrow she not only can see it, she can play with it, taste it .. do whatever she likes.”
“Yes baby, we are going to make sure that long snake of yours is ready to strike the whole day long.”
“Is that a promise or a threat?” He said with a laugh.
“Both,” Prema said laughing with him.
After Prema cut the phone she turned to Lekha who had been listening in as Prema had it on speaker. “We’re all set Lekha, you’ll know why I told you that you’ll have a memorable experience tomorrow.”
Lekha just nodded licking her lips. After Vinod it had been too long. She really needed to have a satisfying romp in the bed.
Mounika found her own undulating body movements sinuous and sensuous as she saw herself enjoying the ministrations of Prakash’s tongue in her pussy on his mobile phone’s screen. This was the first time she was actually able to concentrate and listen to her own lamentations of pleasure. It reinforced within her how much pleasure her young lover had given her. She was so taken up on seeing herself enjoying cunnilingus on the screen that she was not conscious of the huge rock-hard flesh of her lover sliding in and out of her gloriously tight pussy but was only aware of the pleasure that was carousing through her lithe body. She was breathing through her mouth rather than her nose as she had to gulp in larger amounts of air and then was causing an audible gasp each time as she did so. Her eyelids were getting heavy and her eyeballs were beginning to roll upwards as more and more pleasure engulfed her very being. She was jerked out of this entranced state of pleasure by her phone ringing. She froze from all movements and so did Prakash who stopped moving as his thick rode was fully thrust into her pleasure pit with his pelvis pressed against the soft flesh of her buttock. She reached for her phone which was on the side table beside the bed. The call was from Jayakar. This was not unusual. Her husband would often call one or two days after he had gone on one of his trips just to say he had safely reached his destination. This was a habit with him.
“Hello dear, how are you,” Mounika tried to speak normally. This was rather awkward for her. She was very guiltily conscious that a young man’s huge sex member was planted deep inside her most intimate part as she spoke to her husband. She had not some half an hour ago just shrieked like a slut wallowing in adulterous sex with her newfound young lover. Yet she had to pretend that everything was normal.
“I’m good darling. Reached here late afternoon but was busy so couldn’t call you earlier. It’s 11.30pm here now,” Jayakar said.
“Oh, it’s late morning here,” Mounika said as she felt Prakash starting to fuck her again. “That scoundrel, he knows I’m talking to my husband yet he’s doing me. I’ve got to control from moaning or gasping,” Mounika thought to herself but she also could not deny the feeling of great arousal in indulging in such a sinful act.
“Are you at home?” Jayakar asked.
“No dear, I’m out, thinking of enjoying some outside food.”
“Yeah Mounika, always at home can be boring, getting something outside sometimes is more appetizing,” Jayakar said with a smile. He was talking in double meaning as he watched his overseas office executive Susan’s lips slurp up and down on his cock. Susan was going to share his bed for the night. Little did he realise that the double meaning talk also had meaning for his wife who also smiled thinking that the cock she was getting from outside her home was indeed very delicious.
“You understand my wishes very well dear husband, that’s why I love you.”
“I love you too dear, I’m tired and sleeping, bye dear, enjoy yourself,” Jayakar said as he cut his call.
Mounika got up suddenly causing Prakash’s cock to slip out from her cunt. She got up on to her hands and knees, Her, curvaceous body with her flaring hips and rounded buttocks was extremely tempting and inviting. She turned her face to look at him. He saw her face that was convulsed in lust. With a voice dripping with desire she said,” You heard what my husband said? He wants me to enjoy outside fare, fuck me … but first record this, I want to watch us fucking together.”
Mounika herself could not believe that it was her who was so boldly asking to be fucked like a whore. She had become so enamoured with her young lover she wanted to enjoy every bit of pleasure with him. Prakash happily set up his phone before he fucked her from behind. This way her expression of uncontrolled lust and his was clearly recorded. She wailed loudly in unrestrained pleasure as Prakash fucked her long and hard.
“angg… anggg… angg…. Tear my pussy my darling… fuckkkk….” She screamed.
“What a fucker you are baby…. Ahh god you fuck hard… aww…. Be gentle with my daughter..”
“You want my cock Mounika? Huh? Tell me how much you want it..”
“Yesss… Yesss… I want your huge cock… I love it… this married pussy just needs your virile cock..”
“Wait you bitches.. both mother and daughter are going to be slaves to my cock.”
“Ahhhhh…..,” Mounika had a massive orgasm but Prakash continued to fuck her.
Mounika lost count of the times she came before Prakash filled her love hole with his potent fluid. They rested for a while before they took a shower together. As Prakash had said they had remained naked throughout the day except when Prakash had a towel around his waist as the food they ordered was delivered. Mounika was lying naked on his bed at that time. The ate together feeding each other before Prakash fucked her on the dining table. They hugged each as they slept for an hour or so. She was awakened by his passionate kissing. They watched themselves having fornicated earlier that was recorded in his phone. She played with his cock as he fingered her pussy while watching their starring role in their private sex film. Soon she was holding a raging hardon in her fingers and his fingers were completely sticky from her oozing. This time they made love sensuously. They took their time exploring every bit of each others bodies. He fucked her breasts as she held them both tightly against his phallus. This was a first for her. She had never done this with her husband before. He wanted her butt hole but she strongly refused. He did not force the issue. Prakash was confident that he would be the one to take her anal virginity and that too soon. She shivered under him in soft whimpers as she came again with his gentle love making. This time they whispered words of love and endearment as he filled her cup with his seed. They made love once more as they took their shower together. As he had promised he had fucked her five times that day, the most times she had ever had sex in a day but she lost count of the number of times she came that day. Her face had the glow of freshly fucked satisfying sex. Her body was tingling and her intimate part was pleasantly sore. She had an exhausted deep sleep that night.
Prema called Prakash to set up a date for Lekha and herself with him the very next day but Prakash refused. He was not superman, he needed time to recover too. Besides he needed the fingernail marks and teeth marks left by Mounika on his body to heal. He needed to have his full energy back because he needed to make sure those two married sluts had a day they would not forget with him. He had met both their husbands at that fund-raising party and he did not particularly like their looks. They both had cunning looks. They were capable of conniving in any way to make sure they got what they want. They also did not seem to have any compassion for those who were less fortunate than them. After he had thoroughly fucked Prema and Lekha together he wanted to invite their husbands for a dinner preferably with Prema and Lekha also attending. He wanted to have a pleasant conversation with them after having made both of them fools by ravishing their wives. If they came alone without their wives then he planned to slowly turn the conversation to sex. He would tell them a fictitious incident that had happened in the US while he was there and how he had fornicated with two housewives together but in actual fact he would be describing the way he had fucked their wives. He needed to gauge their reactions. It may give him a clue whether they can be manipulated.
After he had said no another two days had passed. Prakash felt re-energised. He was raring to have sex again. During these three days Mounika did not want to have sex either. She had told Prakash that it had been too much sexual activity for her to take. Even though mentally she was keen for her age it was physically exhausting. She had spent her nights conversing with him. They would cajole and tease each other. She felt so young and alive as if she was experiencing her first love in her youth. This was another type of pleasure for her. One that did not make her body glow but instead her heart glow. Prakash had gone on another date with Sandhya. This time they had gone as far as kissing. From the kissing itself Prakash was able to figure out that Sandhya was no innocent young girl. It really didn’t bother him if she had prior experience with men or even if she was not a virgin anymore. He was not some old-fashioned man in this regard. Marrying Sandhya would have a lot of benefits, primarily it would give him the opportunity to continue his affair with her mother with much lesser chance of discovery. She would bring a sufficient amount of fortune into the marriage and the added connections of his father in law would be very useful in his business. Also, working the pussy of the mother and daughter together was very kinky to him. But for now he confined himself to only kisses with Sandhya.
Just when he was debating whether to call Prema she called him. That would mean only one thing. She wanted to have sex. He took up the phone happily.
“Hi baby, how are you?” She gushed.
“Not so good, was just thinking of you,” He replied.
“Why? Not good?”
“Was missing you that’s why. Was missing your sweet little cunt.”
“Hah don’t lie. I called you three days ago and you rejected me,” Prema said feinting to be hurt.
“Not rejected sweetheart, I was so keen but my dad had some important work for me. Got to take care of that too you know. You don’t know how upset I was that I could not go to you,” Now Prakash pretended to be remorseful.
“Really? You were pining for me? How sweet.”
“Yes, baby I really did. I wanted that fragrant flower you have between your thighs.”
Prema felt herself getting moist by his words and not in her eyes. “That’s why I called Prakash, could you come to my cottage tomorrow morning by ten. Lekha and I would meet you there.”
“The two of you? Prema could hear the excitement in his voice.
“Yes, Lekha’s husband would be going to their parties district office from early tomorrow morning and would only be back the next day evening.”
“Wonderful, I’ve been thinking of her from the day I met her at the fund-raising event.”
“The poor girl was feeling the same. You made her feel that monster you have hidden in your pants didn’t you and now she wants to see that live.”
“Ha ha .. Not to worry, tomorrow she not only can see it, she can play with it, taste it .. do whatever she likes.”
“Yes baby, we are going to make sure that long snake of yours is ready to strike the whole day long.”
“Is that a promise or a threat?” He said with a laugh.
“Both,” Prema said laughing with him.
After Prema cut the phone she turned to Lekha who had been listening in as Prema had it on speaker. “We’re all set Lekha, you’ll know why I told you that you’ll have a memorable experience tomorrow.”
Lekha just nodded licking her lips. After Vinod it had been too long. She really needed to have a satisfying romp in the bed.
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