Adultery Indian Wife Stories Collected from the Internet by Anubhav1992
The light of the hallway is dim and dark yellow giving it an almost darker vibe which Simran is unfamiliar with. She walks down the hallway slowly, looking around at each door as she passes it. Her mind is working overtime trying to fight her morals, her upbringings and making excuses that what she is about to do is not wrong, its just her need which she wants to be fulfilled. Its this need that has brought her to the second floor of a cheap motel in Delhi making her way to door no.204. This powerful need which needs to be fulfilled.

Her heart is beating faster than it ever has, its beating so loud that she thinks anyone across the hallway could hear it easily. She hated the look that the bellboy gave her when she asked for the way to room 204. He looked at her like she was a prostitute. Is she? She is just frustrated with her life. At this point she isn't sure what to tell herself. Life seems very complicated and very simple at the same time.

She never was a risk taker but now she is gambling her life, her marriage and the promises she made to her family, and her husband, especially her husband. Can she take this step and put everything at risk just for the sake of a little pleasure? Not just little pleasure, its more. Much more.

''Is this worth it?'' she asks herself now outside room 204.

The dark brown wooden door she is staring at is just at arms length away from her. She has to knock on it, just a little knock on the door with her small fingers and that's it. That will take her out of her complicated life and open the door for simple pleasurable moments.

"I can do it," she tells herself taking a deep breath. Her ample breasts heave up and down in her low cut red top as she breathes heavily. This would be the second time this month that she will cheat on her husband.

"I'm gonna do it," she tells herself again, looking left and right in the dark hallway to make sure she is all alone. She brings her left hand up and knocks on the hard door twice.

'KNOCK KNOCK'

The sound is like a slap on her ears because she knows now the door will open and she has to face the music. Her fantasy, her dreams, her expectations, all the buildup upto this moment is behind this wooden door.

Is he inside waiting for her or is this all just a dream? Yes! That's what this is, its a dream and soon she will wake up beside her husband in their marital bed and everything will go back to normal. Normal? That's the reason she is standing here because she is tired of normal, she wants more than normal, she deserves more than normal she argues in her own mind.

Just then the door opens interrupting her train of thought and a tall guy appears from behind the door. He looks at her taking in her beauty, her red shoes, her tight blue jeans showing her curves, her red top showing her creamy cleavage and her pretty face with her hair hanging down loosely. He smiles and she returns his smile with a smile that is fake as she is nervous and doesn't know what to do?

"You look good, come in," the guy says making way for her to enter the room.

"Thanks," is all she can muster, then moves in the room passing the young guy who inhales her sweet fragrance. Her body lightly touches his and a shiver runs through her body and she caresses her bare arms with her shivering hands.

"I wasn't sure you would come."

"Me neither," she replies looking around the room.

It was a decent size room painted dull pink, with a big bed in the middle, a tv at the corner, a chair at one end and a dressing table on the other end. There was a door which she presumed would be the bathroom.

"You look good in that dress," he said staring at her from behind.

"Its the first time I'm wearing a jeans, normally I wear salwar kameez or a sari," she replies facing away from him.

"I know. There's always a first time for everything. Even the good things."

"Yes... it-" she pauses as she feels him come up behind her to interrupt.

He takes his lips close to her ear and lightly blows his hot breath then whispers lightly nibbling her ear, ''You know what I'm gonna do to you?''

She shivers at his touch and hot breath, and tries to move away from him but is unable to move any muscle.

He kisses her ear and then takes it in his mouth and starts sucking. She moans at the new sensations washing her body, no one has ever kissed her ear. She knows its going to be different from what she is used to.

"Uhhh," she cries in a low voice as he gently bites her earlobe and plays with it between his teeth, lightly scbanging it.

He wraps his muscular arms around her body in a hug and starts caressing her stomach with his big hands moving them in a circular motion. She can feel the warmth of his hard body pressed against hers. He brings his right hand up her stomach and grabs her left breast in it, squeezing it, feeling the firmness through the light fabric.

"Mmmmhhh," she cries as his left hand goes down her stomach and under her jeans.

She places her hand on his calloused hand which is trying to go to her treasure. He can feel her trimmed pubic hair at the tip of his fingers and his hand caresses her pubic mound. He leaves her ear from his teeth and gently bites on her neck just below her ear, then sucks on her neck as his hands play with her breast and her pussy mound. His left hand goes further down and makes contact with her wet slit, he moves his hand up and down her slit spreading her wetness all over her pussy.

She loses control of her body at the tingling sensations forming from her pussy and moving all over her body, allowing him to manipulate her body at his will.

"You're wet. Very wet," he whispers in her ear.

She cries loudly and bucks her hips against his hand as he rubs her clit with his thumb and inserts a thick finger in her wet pussy enjoying the heat of her tight moist hole as he sucks on her ear.

He withdraws his hand and pulls her top up over her breasts and pulls her red bra cups down revealing her ample bosom and erect nipples. He starts kneading her tits, massaging them and pinching her nipples, pulling them, twisting them as his left hand goes inside her jeans again and works its magic on her pussy with his fingers and thumb alternating his rubbing with slow and fast speed.

She has never felt all these sensations at once and shudders as her body is washed through with her first orgasm of the day from the constant rubbing of her clit and finger thrusting inside her tight wet pussy. Sensing her orgasm he withdraws his finger out of her pussy hole and pinches her clit and sucks on her neck increasing the pleasure and intensity of her orgasm.

She screams throwing her head back in his shoulder, her eyes are closed and her mouth opens revelling at what this young man is doing to her body.

He pulls his hand out of her jeans, unbuttons it and pushes it down her thighs. He caresses her smooth thighs with his hands enjoying the feel of her soft skin on his hard hands and squeezes them. He pulls her panties down and looks at the view which has been on his mind for days, its mesmerizing and its his desire now.

He grabs her ankle and remove the clothes from the feet one by one. He removes her shoes and brings her feet close to his mouth and licks her red polished toe. She grabs onto his shoulder for support and looks down at him sucking her toes. This is another first for her, she likes the feel of his hot mouth on her toes, sucking and licking the skin as she closes her eyes and lets the pleasurable sensations run through her body.
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