Manya Forbidden Lust of Horny Indian House wife

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Chapter 28

Her husband's disgusting behaviour last night had left
Manya more than just annoyed despite the fact that it
facilitated some licentious sex for her neglected
body. Now after being subjected to some cursory kisses
and gropes he had sped off, leaving her naked and
anguished all over again. He never seemed to display
the remotest tinge of remorse for having left her high
and dry at his boss' party and now showed absolute
callousness in anouncing that he was leaving that
evening for a week. The well stacked wife felt that
she didn't deserve his attitude or his attributes. But
he deserved getting cheated upon, she sighed and
reasoned. She ran her hands over her naked body as if
in reassurance but realised with a smile that the high
voltage fucking she had been receiving over the last
couple of days were a far greater assurance of her
desirability. And the fact that she was able to draw
teenage studs to her mature, voluptuous body and leave
them panting for more made her feel rather proud of
herself. She was a total flesh magnet who drew men and
boys of all ages, including her own son perhaps, she
smiled, recollecting the series of feels and squeezes
which her younger son had subjected her to that
morning. Even without trying, she related more through
her body to people rather than the mind and she
resigned herself to the fact.

Midway through her introspection, her son Deen walked
in to announce that he was leaving for college and left
immediately when he saw his mother lying down on her
belly, presumably naked under the covers. He didn't
think that she had covered up either during her son's
or her husband's presence in the bedroom. Her comfort
levels with nudity had been rising over time and now
Deen wondered where she was headed to.

The moment Deen left the house, Manya raised her nude
body off the bed and went across to shut the door. She
was naked in the confidence that she would now be
alone in the house. As she shut the door, she first
walked across to the sofa and spread one leg over the
arm of the sofa and left the other leg down. Keeping
her hand around the lower abdomen, she clicked the
television on and saw some songs being telecast. The
horny housewife looked quite obscene in that posture
with her pinkish cuntlips being wide open in case
there was a viewer. Crusted cum deposits decorated her
inner thighs and outer lips. She had still not decided
when to bathe. After watching two raunchy numbers,
Manya herself began to feel raunchy and started to
imagine herself in the hands of the various lesser
artistes who always got to grope and feel the lead
danseuse in those songs. A tide of titillation ran
through her as she wondered how she would look on
stage being thoroughly felt up by ten young and strong
male dancers. She was cunt caressing her way through
another raunchy number, nakedly spread out on the
sofa, when she suddenly heard the doorbell ring. The
sexy housewife was alarmed because she was naked,
aroused and no clothes were within reach.

"Who's it?" she called out from her lewd position on
the sofa. She was relieved to hear a female voice
reply. It was Sana, the neighbour's seventeen year old
daughter. She was Salman's sister.

"I'm coming in a minute", called out the nude woman as
she quickly went into the bedroom and pulled on a
petticoat. She dbangd a small towel over her chest and
went to open the door for Sana, her back fully bare
and her breasts bouncing and jutting out through the
thin towel