A Housewife Or a Whore

[Snigdha]

Aparna blushed but could quite relate which body part Amit was referring to. She got intrigued and wanted to show him a bit of her skin up close to him. She switched on the night lamp to give him a view of her curves at least.
 
Amit adjusted to the sudden glare of night lamp. Before her could adjust, Aparna was sitting next to him and continuing to fondle his entire shaft with her panties. It was some sight to see her sitting next to him wearing her bra only. He got a better view of her.
 
Aparna: "Well, I have put the light on so you could see a bit of my other body parts as well. With lights on, you can be at least sure of the most unique body part I possess."
 
Amit: "The most unique part of your body will always be your kinky brain."
 
Amit's hand instinctively reached for ass cheeks. He started to gently play with them. Aparna knew it would only be a matter of time before she would be the desperate one. She increased the force of her grip on his shaft. Amit was in heaven. He knew he was close and Aparna's titillation was not helping him control much.
 
Aparna (cupping his balls): "I have done what you had exactly asked for. My juices are already mingled with yours."
 
Amit: "You need to understand that my juices are not out yet. This is only my precum that you have rubbed your panties with. So technically you have yet to mingle my juices with yours."
 
Aparna knew that she would be quite out of control once he ejaculated. She had never told him about her obsession to see a male ejaculate. The more sperm that he would ejaculate, the more out of control she would be. She did not want him to know of this fact, yet.
 
Amit's hands were under his head as he was enjoying the tease from Aparna. Aparna knew it nicely that Amit was more than close. His leg muscles, especially hip muscles, were tightening a lot faster than they were before. She tightened her grip a shade more and then let it loose all together. Her panties next to his skin and the light touch of her hand was almost torturing him.
 
Aparna: "Can I make you cum now?"
 
It was more of intimation than a request. Her nails raked gently on one of his protruding veins. She pulled gently at his scrotum to reduce the blood flow, one last time. Amit's penis relaxed a shade. Aparna then gripped his penis firmly in her hands and started to rhythmically pump it. She started it slowly and gathered pace as time went by. Aparna judged Amit's reactions perfectly to pace the rhythm. Amit was moaning like a man lost. His precum was flowing more like a stream now. Her panties were totally soiled with his precum. Her hands moved smoothly over the panties. The only thing she ensured was that the crotch of her panties was, at all times, on his knob. She could sense that he was going to convulse very soon. Every single muscle in his body went tight and then came the downpour. She felt him convulse in her palms. She was shocked at the amount of semen he had ejaculated. Her palm, her panties and his crotch were all filled with his semen. Aparna was lost in her own world of fantasies and so was Amit.
 
Amit: "You will be quite a whore when you go out on your own."
 
Her cunt was, as it is, on fire. His comments ignited her further.
 
Aparna: "As a customer, are you satisfied?"
 
Amit: "No one can ever be satisfied of you. You are one such cunt. If you want to know how I felt, it was the best thing that has happened to me ever."
 
It satisfied Aparna much to know this fact. Amit did not know what to say or ask. He felt waves of bliss as she stroked his flaccid cock in her hands.
 
Amit: "You have still not done what I had asked you."
 
Aparna: "Did our juices not mingle with each other?"
 
Amit told her that he had seen her change panties when she had gone to switch the light off. Aparna blushed to know the fact that he had observed her so much.
 
Aparna: "I always keep my promise. You are right. I will mingle the juices now."
 
Aparna looked at him deeply, almost thanking him for observing it (the change of panties). Amit had just provided her with a perfect way out to masturbate. God only knew how badly she needed it.
 
Aparna took a towel and spread, cum filled, panties on it. She, literally, dipped her tip of finger into Amit's semen and gently rubbed it onto her vulva. She was looking at Amit all the time. She hoped that her obsession for semen was not quite visible to Amit. She did not care anymore if he could look through her or not. She took her panties and started to rub it nicely on to her crotch. Her crotch was totally covered with his semen. She closed her eyes as she felt the first wave of bliss dousing her.
 
Aparna was enveloped in spasms like never before. She was in state of total blankness and bliss at the same time. She just did not know how much time had gone by since she had experienced the orgasms. She turned her head to find Amit, all dressed up, sitting on the sofa.
 
Amit: "It has been some time since you and I had the time of our lives. It would be improper for your servants to come in and see you in a state of nudity. You have all the night to decide the pictures for your website. You can email them to me and we will discuss the details later."
 
He paused, for a few seconds, as he started to make his way out. He knew it would be impossible to control if he stopped now. Amit opened the door to make his way out.
 
Aparna: "Can I expect repeat business from you?
 


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