Manya Forbidden Lust of Horny Indian House wife

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Chapter 29

"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.

Sana came in and looked at the beautiful mature
woman's body from head to toe. Manya was her idol and
Sana's reason for idolising her was that all the
neighbourhood boys, kept talking only about Manya in
total lust and awe rather than about younger girls
like herself. Even her boyfriend Sam joked that if
Sana had an ass like Manya's, he would have a hard
time warding off other guys from her. Manya blushed
when she saw the teenage girl examining her all over.
She asked her in and brought out some coffee for both
of them. Sana kept glancing at Manya all through,
noting the way her melon like brests, swung freely,
unfettered by any restrictive clothing. She was also
perplexed that Manya's nipples were erect even at this
time of the day. She knew little about Manya's
appetite for hard sex and her ever horny disposition.
In her eyes she was the good housewife who couldn't
help it if she was blessed with a well stacked, knock
out body. They chatted for long, Manya blushing
everytime the teenager poked her waist to tell her she
was very very desirable even for women. It was
cheerful banter. Suddenly Sana said,

"Aunt Manya you looked rather sexy the other day while
skipping".

A bit puzzled, Manya thanked her sweetly.

"I mean very sexy Aunt Manya", the teenager spoke out.
"Many men praised you and some even went crazy talking
about you."

Manya was a bit concerned and asked her "Who went
crazy Sana"?.

"Everyone Aunt Manya. I heard all the old men go wild,
espcially when your saree top fell off. They all
wanted to get close to you. That's why you were dunked
the most."
"Hmmm," gushed the beautiful housewife, experiencing a
mild thrill.
"Never meet them without Uncle Desh in future Aunt
Manya," she warned innocently.
"Oh come on Sana. It was all in fun,"said Manya,
smiling away beautifully. "It's not what you think".
"It is what I think Aunt Manya. You don't know the way
they were staring and talking everytime your pallu
slipped. They were fighting with each other to be
first to grab you".

Manya blushed red on hearing all this from the
innocent girl. She laughed it off saying it was fun
and added however that she would be careful in future.
Time flew and it was getting closer to lunch time.
Suddenly Sana suggested that they should order lunch
from their family restaurant. Manya agreed, relieved
that she needn't have to cook. Sana quickly phoned her
restaurant, ordering enough food to take care of Deen,
Binu and a couple of others also if necessary.

The food arrived shortly and with the food came Salman
and Sam. Both were at the restaurant when Sana called
and they decided to bring it themselves. Salman had
Manya in mind while Sam had Sana also in mind. When
Manya saw the boys arrive, she slipped into the
bedroom and put on a light green transparent saree
over the petticoat and a sleeveless blouse, braless on
her chest. She noticed after wearing it that the
blouse, already low cut, had the top button torn off.
She shrugged and went to greet the boys.

The guys were in high spirits with Sam constantly
teasing sana and salman giving hungry looks towards
Manya. After a while, Manya decided to fetch the
plates and lay the food on the table. As expected by
Manya, Salman offered to help instantly. The moment
they went into the kitchen, Salman caught hold of the
voluptuous wife by her generous hips and thrust into
her saree covered ass, his hands fully covering her
braless blouse and milking her tits. Manya resisted
for a while in discomfort but knew that she couldn't
for too long. She kept eyeing the living room, hoping
that Sana wouldn't suddenly decide to help out too.
Manya's hands tried to assemble some plates and dishes
together while her pussy tried to fight off the
gushing juices from deep within her loins. The young
teenager showed great anxiety in his mauling of the
well endowed wife's body from head to toe. His hands
covered her clothed form everywhere and then suddenly
he reached from beneath her saree and shoved his hand
right up to her wet twat, cupping and feeling it in a
strong grip. Manya gasped and let out a light squeal.
Her body began to experience the familiar concussions
and her breasts were already quivering from his
pawing. She was scared they would be heard. Salman
suddenly shouted out to Sam from the kitchen, "Hey Sam
we forgot the rice but brought all the other dishes.
Would you mind going across and fetching it. Sana may
like to come with you.".

"Sure Salman," said Sam and he rose gladly. Neither
Manya nor Sana suspected that this was preplanned by
the two guys. They had left the rice outside
deliberately on the doorstep. Sam got his time with
the beauteous Sana while Salman had the lush and sexy
Manya free and horny. The door closed and the
floodgates opened for the illicit couple. Standing in
the same place, Manya and Salman began a rapid fire
fucking with Manya leaning back on the kitchen table.
In the last two days the kitchen table was used for
anything but food preparation. She was already
dripping wet when Salman entered her. Looking into his
young face as he pumped into her, Manya was all
raptures as the young studs thrusts drove the blues of
her husband's neglect away. Her breasts rose and fell
and Salman, noticing their vigorous bounce, cupped
them lovingly at first but only to roughly mash them
as if wanting to reduce them to pulp. Manya's lust
skyrocketed to great heights as she simply allowed the
horny boy to have his way with her overheated sex
starved body. Five minutes of ceasless pounding into
the lusty housewife's cunt had Salman spewing out
spoonfuls of seed deep inside her womb, hugging her
wholesome body ardently while doing so. It was a
mindblowing experience for Manya to be so ravished.
His vigor pleased her and his cock still felt hard
inside her sodden pussy even after the battering he
had given her. She kissed him deeply, sucking on his
tongue greedily.

Not letting Salman's cock out of her cunt, Manya
shifted the two of them in small leaps towards the
bedroom. A surprised Salman understood her intention
and let himself hop alongwith her right onto her bed.
The feel of his still erect cock in her cum washed
pussy continued to stoke the fires in her belly. She
craved for another pounding. A young man always came
quickly first. But young cock shot back to erection
quickly too. Her ripe body could never be satisfied
with a single round of sex. She craved for the next
round ravenously. She was a bunny for the second fuck.
She was a slave to young cock