A Housewife Or a Whore

[Snigdha]

 
Amit stopped, smiled and wondered about the different shades of her character. He decided to go for shallow penetration and increased speed. Aparna groaned, moaned and shrieked as she experienced orgasms, waves of orgasm actually (one after another). She pulled his up close and hugged him for giving her such an experience. She felt so complete, so womanly and so whorish. She felt as if she had experienced everything. She was enveloped in such emotions that she almost kissed his lips. She kissed him as close to his lips as she could. She might have kissed his outer lips probably. She found herself melting in his arms. She regained senses as he started to move once again.
 
Aparna: "You are such a beast. Wish I was not married."
 
Amit knew what she exactly meant. It only fueled the animal inside him. He now worked up a pace like never before. The friction warmed up her crotch. She could feel every single muscle in his body tightening up. His looks too had started to change. For the first time, she saw him closing his eyes. She knew he was close. She felt like doing something naughty. She took a finger and let it slowly love his cheeks. Amit loved it and responded likewise. His pace increased further.
 
Aparna: "Fuck me like a whore darling. Fuck me like you have not fucked anyone."
 
The words triggered an equally monstrous experience for both. Amit roared like an animal as he sprayed his semen deep inside her. Aparna never knew passions of such kinds existed. Rishi (her husband) had never ever done anything close to what she just experienced. Amit could not quite control his body anymore. His hands were not able to support him, he let go of his hands. Aparna came to her senses as she felt being crushed by his weight. She was surprised to feel the amount of semen he had just sprayed inside her.
 
Amit rolled over as soon as he realized that she was being crushed under his weight. Aparna's privates and her bed were totally smeared with his love juices. They both looked at each other, holding each other, basking in the afterglow of their deep orgasms. The eye contact was quite magnetic, Aparna once again started to kiss his outer lips.
 
Aparna: "Now that I you know what kind of services I provide. What do you think my rate should be?"
 
He looked at her, puzzled by her once again. He contemplated a lot before he replied.
 
Amit: "Priceless."
 
They spent a few moments, which felt like an eternity, caressing each other. Aparna whispered into his ears.
 
Aparna: "It is time for you to go now. Servants will be back in 15 minutes. You cannot be seen inside my room."
 
Amit changed and left before the servants came in.
 
Aparna became quite irritated because of silence from Amit's end, besides all the soreness in her lower abdominal region.
 
She was beaming as soon as she read her emails later at night. The website was up and running. She was glad that it was classier than she had imagined it to be. Amit had put in a lot of effort to design it so. He would be rewarded amply too, but later. She re-read every single word and got lost (yet again) in a torrent of thoughts.
 
Aparna could not help but close her eyes as her fingers instinctively got busy, again.

 

 

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