Adultery Dayita's Lustful Moments

[Lollobionda]

When we were all at home, Santosh, by now my husband, asked me what Mani had told me. 
I just told him that he must have been quite a halodri, to which my husband laughed.


Since my parents-in-law (now legal) wanted to spend the night with us, I prepared the small guest room. During this time, Santosh put on some CDs and the party went on. 
My father said that now the serious time of life begins, but I just laughed at him. 
'If he only knew...'

When I ran out of cigarettes, I asked who else wanted some, because I intended to go to the cigarette machine around the corner.
I was given three five-mark pieces in my hand, told various brands and then I wanted to go on my way.

"Just a second, I am coming with you. Then I can take some CDs from my changer." 
I heard Mani's voice.

"Yes, but not 'Motörhead'." said Santosh shaking his head.

We went out of the house together and when I came back, Mani was already waiting in the stairwell. We immediately kissed deeply, then I already felt his hand in the usual place.

"Come, let's do it here, quickly. I want to make you a baby!"

"What, are you crazy?" I replied.

And before I knew it, I was lying on the cold floor. I didn't care now if the floor was dirty or not. I wanted to feel Mani now.
He pushed my dress up and wormed his way into my wet paradise by my panties.
Someone could have come at any time, even some neighbours. But I didn't think much about that now. 

He looked me in the eye and moaned, "Open your cervix, come on, I'm going to squirt a baby in you now!" 

It didn't take Mani another minute as he poured himself inside me. I felt his hot cum slapping against my womb.
Then he stood up. I hadn't come, but it was still nice to feel him. I noticed his semen oozing out of me, but I wanted to change later anyway. And I had already slept with him again without a condom and that too with his full announcement that he wanted to make me a baby.

Things were starting to get a bit scary for me...

When we were both back in the living room, I went first to the bathroom, then to the bedroom and changed my clothes. I hid the sperm-soaked panties at the bottom of the washing drum. 
One shouldn't push one's luck.

That night I still slept with my husband.

Santosh, however, had to reach into the drawer and put on a condom! 
After all, I don't want him to impregnate me by mistake. In my conviction, I had long since reserved my womb for his brother. 
When he penetrated me, he was still saying: 'that I was now having sex for the first time as a married woman'. 

I let him believe that...

He didn't know that the rubber massaged more of his brother's fertile sperm into my cervix during his thrusts. 
Despite the husband and condoms. 
My inner sex organs could not complain about direct sperm contact...


- tbc -