Manya Forbidden Lust of Horny Indian House wife

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Chapter 31

It was 3 in the afternoon and Manya's ripe body was
already pleasured by four young studs, the
newspaperboy, Prem, twice by Salman and now by Sam,
the sensitive lover. Each was a different experience,
rousing in its own way. There was hurried sex and
there was also delayed, relaxed sex. Manya loved both.
The hurried sex with the fear of getting caught
stifled her sounds but raised her release levels to
untouched peaks. The relaxed fucking spread the
impulses to all parts of her sexy body making every
pore of her skin glow in response. Here, lying bare
ass naked on the sofa, she emitted that glow, making
Sam gaze in continued amazement. Manya turned red when
she saw Sam's adoring eyes. Then her eyes turned soft
and she reached out her arms to him. Sam sat next to
her and embraced her, his hands cupping her radiant
face and kissing her deeply. Manya, with the lust
temporaily out of her system was a bit concerned about
the time. In about half an hour, her sons would
arrive. Her husband would come to collect his bags
before leaving for his flight but she could never
predict the time of his arrival. But she was sure he
would leave soon after his arrival in a tearing hurry.
Now as she kissed Sam fondly, she wondered how much
more time they could be together. Sam mumbled
something during his kiss, kneading her big breasts
softly. His after sex play was very tender and mature
for a boy of his age. Manya removed her wet lips from
his mouth and asked him what he was trying to say.

"Your lips taste like honey, Aunt Manya. Haven't
tasted anything sweeter than them. And I mean both
your lips", he smiled suggestively, with a glint in
his eyes.

Manya blushed beautifully at his wicked line, her hand
involuntarily moving to her pussy mound, feeling its
cum coated wetness. He had licked and slurped her so
well there that she must have secreted a bottle full
of juices, or honey if she were to believe his
flattery. She kept cupping her pussy while getting
kissed deeply by Sam. Sam, on his part let his hands
roam freely on her full breasts. Their bodies once
again exchanged the warmth of perfect physical
understanding. Suddenly Sam suggested, "Why don't we
do the honey test"?

Fully understanding his idea, Manya turned redder than
ever before. Though the idea excited her, she knew
they had very little or no time. She loved being
treated the way Sam was treating her, in that extra
special manner. But she was confused and lost for
time. Sam took the initiative and quickly ran into the
kitchen and emerged with a bottle of honey. Before the
sexy wife could talk, he opened it and poured a few
drops right onto her puffed up, well ravished pussy.
That made the beautiful woman gasp in pleasure and the
gasp turned to a groan as she felt his tongue spread
the honey all over her pussy lips, dragging the sweet
liquid deeper to encircle her love bud. The horny
housewife's legs were wrapped around her young lover's
head on the sofa, her hands on his head, with his head
buried in her juicy snatch. She was already sweaty and
naked and his delicious act generated further heat in
her body, causing her luscious hips to start a slow
grind against his lapping face. Her cunt was a mess
with her own juices, his cum and the honey. The
resultant taste and aroma felt heavenly to Sam and he
suddenly realised that he could go on exploring this
beautiful, depraved woman's body for days together.
Her secretion levels were overwhelming and if stranded
with her alone on an island, he thought he may be able
to innovate on the kamasutra with her lusty,
voluptuous body at his disposal. He continued nibbling
and digging into the aroused housewife's quivering
cunt when they suddenly heard the doorbell ring.
Manya's first reaction was panic but she quickly
composed herself and gestured to Sam that he should
pick up his clothes and run into the kitchen. She
donned her petticoat with the honey treated juices
dripping from her heated pussy. Putting on her
sleeveless blouse hastily, the sweating, soundly
fucked housewife, opened the door to let in her
children. Deen and Binu entered and simply stared at
their dishevelled mother. Her body was sweaty, hair
uncombed and her fleshy midriff glistened with
perspiration. Sweat had dampened her full cleavage too
and Binu found his mother's breasts to be fascinating
mounds by themselves. Instead of his usual movement
towards her generous ass, he hugged her, digging his
face into her large cleavage, his hands rubbing her
bare back. Deen saw his mother getting hugged and
smiled at her. Manya smiled back weakly at her son,
leading the way in. Sex oozed out of every pore of his
full bodied mother and Deen's dick acknowledged the
fact. Deen and Binu straightaway finished their food,
pleasantly surprised at the rich spread from the
restaurant.

In the course of feeding her kids, Manya got back to
sanity until Binu suddenly noticed the bottle of honey
lying on the living room table and said "Mom do we use
honey for any of these things ?"

Embarassed, Manya found a way out by stating that she
had mixed honey with tea in the morning as a health
prescription. "No wonder you look so nice and healthy
Mom", chipped in Binu in unabashed appreciation. Deen
looked up at his Mom and saw her looking at him too.
They all smiled together at Binu's compliment.Manya
however, blushed in aroused embarassment and smiled in
that soft, smug manner, which gave her elder son
uncomfortable erections.

It was just before her sons finished their food that
the adulterous mother slipped into the kitchen and
silently motioned to Sam to leave through the kitchen
door. He did so but not before grabbing the lusty
housewife by her waist and giving a long and wet kiss
on her full lips. Manya gasped noiselessly and tried
to remain away from the line of vision of the door. On
sensing the sexy mother's yielding, Sam intensified
his kiss and helped himself to a generous half a
minute pawing of her half exposed tits. He withdrew
with a sound and left through the kitchen door. Hoping
that her sons had not heard the kiss, the lusty mother
examined her clothing and returned to clear the table,
while her sons went to change their clothes. She felt
sticky all over and moist between her thighs. Sam had
slurped away most of the honey from her still itchy
cunt and deep within she could still feel the light
dabs of his tongue all over her insides. She
experienced yet another shiver and decided that she
should bathe before her bodily mess was too obvious to
her kids.

The bath was more cleansing than refreshing for the
straying wife and mother. In the course of ten minutes
she wiped out every trace of her hot sex sessions that
her body could carry. What she could not wipe out was
the extra fresh glow on her face which came only from
good, fulfilling fucking.