Manya Forbidden Lust of Horny Indian House wife

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Chapter 39

The young photographer licked and sucked the
housewife's pussy keeping his hands around the ripe
swell of her hips. He kept kneading her naked hips
during his entire tongue act. The naked wife and
mother twisted and turned on the bare floor right next
to her main door in maddened lust. Her body tuned
deliciously wild and Sam's slow licking only
manipulated her desire to hitherto untouched levels.
For fifteen full minutes Sam didn't lift his head from
the beautiful woman's juicy snatch. For those full
fifteen minutes Manya squirmed and squirmed in
mounting ecstasy, unable to believe these new peaks of
pleasure. It was the first genuine attempt made by any
male to give her hot pussy this kind of a loving
tongue treatment. Sam seemed to be in love with her
pussy. Her cuntlips were being kissed with greater
passion and care than any woman's facial lips. In
between she felt Sam raising his head from her snatch
to look at her beautiful face. She saw that his face
was covered with her oozing sexual juices and he wore
a look of awe. Manya's heart gushed out with a
fondness that she never felt throughout her frustrated
life. She kept rubbing his head softly, moaning to
indicate her appreciation as the young artist carried
her rhythmically towards a searing orgasm. When Manya
climaxed, she wrapped her thighs tightly around Sam's
face in a possessive grip and wailed out her release,
sobbing when the last few spasms left her sweaty body.
The mischievous teenager and the horny mother remained
in that posture for a full ten minutes. Manya didn't
want to release his head until Sam rose by himself.
Sam just didn't feel like leaving that pink, aromatic,
sloppy zone which he had reduced to a throbbing,
puffed up mess. Then the clock struck to announce it
was eleven am. The licentious couple stirred and rose,
exchanging a mild burst of laughter.

The sticky and nude mother looked absolutely ravishing
as Sam continued to survey her wholesome body. Manya
rose and suddenly sat back again, reclining against
the wall next to the main door. She felt a bit weak in
the legs. Sam stared at the well fucked form of the
beautiful woman more out of astonishment than any
other feeling. The more her body was pleasured, the
more she glowed. He felt that she was created for sex.
His eyes fell onto the horny woman's inner thighs and
the junction. The area was sticky and wet. Manya was
feeling her cuntlips with a smile on her face, keeping
her eyes closed. She looked like she was reliving the
last one hour in her mind. Sam felt that her body and
face could be the best specimen for any class on
erotica. He shifted closer to the sexy wife and kissed
her lips softly. That made Manya open her eyes and
look lovingly into his eyes. She had a look of deep
gratitude on her face as she kept kissing him. Sam
hugged her naked body closer to his and licked her
face all over, taking away the sweat beads. Manya
hugged him even closer, loving his attention. Her face
looked very angelic and lovable with the contented
glow. Very slowly Sam reached into his bag and fished
out his polaroid camera. In one smooth motion he
clicked her beautiful face in a frontal view. Manya
smiled indulgently while he clicked and this made her
face even more desirable. She saw the picture when he
handed it to her. She looked absolutely angelic in her
contentment. Her eyes glowed warmly and her cheeks had
the cream of satisfaction. There was a certain quality
of moistness in her lips and at the time of clicking
Manya may have been biting her lower lip. The effect
was astounding. Sam felt that if any face could
represent the freshly fucked glow, then it was the
face in this picture. He asked Manya whether he could
keep this picture since it was only her face. The
naked housewife smiled and nodded.

Sam sensed that Manya was now in the right mood to
fulfill her promise. Working on the sexy woman's pussy
had gradually generated a loving fondness for her in
him and he decided that there was no spot on earth
more heavenly and intoxicating than the V between the
voluptuous mother's thighs. His passion for her pussy
grew stronger and stronger and now he placed his
fingers again on her fully drenched mound and said,
"Aunt Manya, I'll take one snap of your lovely pink
pussy". He was playing with the outer lips as he
asked.

In the last hour, Manya developed so much love for Sam
that he could have asked for anything and got it. She
moaned out a loving, "Yes Sam. But I hope my face
won't show".

"Not at all Aunt Manya. I'll only take close ups",
replied Sam, increasing the pressure of his fingers
and subtly indicating to the wildly aroused woman that
he would be taking more than one picture.

"OK Sam. But go and keep the kitchen door open just in
case the doorbell rings and you have to make a quick
exit", she whispered. Sam nodded and left for the
kitchen stark naked. Manya let out a regretful sigh as
the teenager's hand left her sloppy pussy. She
replaced the gap with her own fingers and caressing
herself till Sam returned. Sam found that the kitchen
door was already open. "Manya may not have realised
that she'd kept it open", he reasoned and went back to
the nude housewife by the main door. He didn't mention
to her, as an unnecessary detail, about the kitchen
door being open and proceeded to resume his warm up
act on the horny woman's cunt.

Both the cheating wife and the opportunist teenager
didn't know that the kitchen door was open because
Manya's voyeur son Deen had sneakily opened it before
leaving for college that morning. He understood that
his horny mother had a sexually active day ahead and
he wasn't going to miss it even if he had to miss
classes. He ran back as soon as he could and crept
into the house silently to spy on his mother's
adultery. By the time he came and sneaked into his
room without being heard, Sam was pumping into his
lusty Mom and they appeared close to orgasm. He saw
his Mom through her third seed blast of the day and
stared on in fascination at the sublime cunnilingus
that followed. Sam was at work like a master lover
reducing his mother to a quivering throbbing mess in
his hands. Deen jerked off twice throughout Sam's
tongue ravishing of his Mom's beautiful pussy. Though
from a distance, it was the first time he had such a
clear, prolonged view of his mother's hungry, pink and
beautiful cunt. And she had simply spread it open for
Sam to do anything he pleased. Deen was seeing new
peaks in his mother's nymphomania. Looking at Sam
lapping and fingering her, he thought that Sam was
doing what he himself would have loved to do. He loved
his mother and loved his mother's pussy too. But he
could never think of fucking her. Licking her pussy
was not only well within his domain but the teenage
son thought that he could actually express his love
this way. He imagined himself in Sam's place,
manipulating his mother's cunt to higher and higher
levels of debauched submission. His eyes were glued to
the nakedly licentious duo next to the main door.