Adultery Kalpana & "Sir" by indian_exec2000

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Aaaiii!" Kalpana squealed when they were just about fifty feet away from the car. Something sharp had pricked her sole. Shyam held her by her elbow as she limped to the car.


"Dekhen!"

"Let me see!" He said as he knelt at her feet, after helping her sit on the boot of the car. He lifted her foot and gently brushed sand off her sole. He couldn't see anything.

"Let's go home. I'll be able to check better there." He said. She limped from the front porch to the living cum dining room.

"Theek ho?"

"Are you OK?"

"Thoda theek lag raha hai."

"I'm better." She was not in pain but wasn't sure whether she was fully OK.

"Chalo. Upar chalen!"

"Let's go upstairs!"

He guided her up the staircase. The staircase opened out into a large family room on the first floor. To the front were French windows leading to a sit-out above the porch. To the rear was a door leading to the bedroom with an attached toilet. The family room was furnished with a three seater sofa, two sofa chairs, a few pouffes and also an Indian style baithak (a large, stiff mattress stuffed with cotton; laid on the floor against a wall, covered with a clean white sheet and strewn with several bolsters and cushions).

She rushed into his arms and hugged him tight, burying her face against his chest, something she'd been wanting to do ever since she had set her eyes on him in the morning. Her body sagged as her knees buckled. He wrapped an arm around her waist and walked her to the sofa. He hoisted her up to seat her on the back rest. She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. Her soft breasts flattened against his chest as she tilted her head up, offering her half open lips for him to kiss. She moaned softly under her breath as Shyam took his pleasure, slowly licking and teasing her lips with his tongue, enticing her tongue out of her mouth and sucking on it, then chasing it back in. Once in a while he held her dainty chin between his teeth and nipped it lightly. His love play made her squirm with pleasure and heightened her arousal, leaving her panting. He slowly disentangled her hands encircling him, pulled off her pallu and wiped his sweaty face with it. He buried his face between her breasts and inhaled deeply, savouring the natural scent of her sweat. He was happy that she had followed his suggestion not to use any perfume or deodorant. As soon as he opened the hooks running down the front of her blouse, she reached behind and unfastened her bra, releasing her confined breasts and thrust them out. They throbbed and ached for his touch.

"Unnhhh..." She moaned, closing her eyes to savour the indescribable pleasure emanating from her breasts as he kneaded and fondled them to his heart's content. His fingers teased her nipples to full stiffness. Bending, he licked and suckled her nipples one after the other, occasionally holding them between his teeth and nipping lightly, eliciting little squeals of pleasure. Kalpana closed her eyes and panted, her arousal mounting by the minute.

He took her blouse off and held it against his face, sniffing and tasting the sweat soaked areas. He raised her arms above her head, kissing and licking her armpits one after the other. He was a connoisseur of female scent and was incredibly aroused by the ripe aroma of Kalpana's sweaty armpits, untainted by the smell of perfume or deodorant.

"Chalo bathroom mein. Tumhare pair mein kya gad gaya dekhte hain."

"Let's go to the bathroom and see what the matter with your foot is." Shyam whispered.

She shook her head in the negative; she guided his hand and pressed it on her mound, uttering a low moan. Her pussy was completely wet, inflamed with lust and impatient for Shyam's thick cock to stretch it open. She entreated him wordlessly with her lust filled eyes to fuck her there and then.

"Theek hai!"

"OK!" He grunted, realizing her urgency. His lust too reached a new high.

Kalpana placed her hands on the backrest and lifted her ass off, allowing Shyam to hike her sari and petticoat up around her waist, and then wrapped them around his neck once again. Her soaked panties were now exposed to his gaze. Her pretty camel toe was on full display through the translucent wet fabric. Hands trembling with passion, he struggled to pull her panties down but finally ripped them off impatiently. She stared greedily at his hard cock as he quickly stripped off his clothes. She spread her thighs apart and her fingers guided his drooling cockhead and seated it between her inflamed labia. Feeling the heat of her pussy on his cock, he gripped her hips and thrust in. She wrapped her legs around his hips and her hands around his shoulders, closed her eyes and sighed in pleasure as his cock lodged fully inside her. But Shyam slapped her cheeks and forced her to keep her eyes open.

"Dekh main kaise teri pyas bujhata hoon!"

"See how I slake your thirst!" He growled. She screamed in pleasure as he unleashed a series of hard pelvic thrusts, his cock reaming her cunt and his pubic bone stimulating her clit. It took no more than half a dozen of his powerful thrusts to trigger her orgasm, the first of many she was to experience that day. He held still and watched with great pleasure as she lived through her climax, her head tilted back, lips drawn back to expose her gleaming white teeth, her ragged, fragrant breath suffusing the atmosphere. He hadn't cum yet. His hard cock was still buried deep in her snatch when she finally came down to earth.

"Khush ho?"

"Happy?" He winked. She blushed and hid her face against his chest, rubbing it on his coarse chest hair. He could still feel her heart thudding. He waited a while for her breath to become normal again. Then with a loud sucking sound, he pulled out his hard cock, shiny with her plentiful secretions. Her juice continued to bubble out of her gaping pussy as they both stared, fascinated. He casually scooped out some of the fluid and licked it off his fingers. He really enjoyed the taste, scent and the sticky, gelatinous, lubricious texture of a healthy woman's secretions. He then offered some of it to Kalpana. She licked his fingers gingerly, not sure whether she would like it. She had tasted her own pussy for the first time in her life.

He pulled up a pouffe and settled down between her thighs while she sat on the back rest of the sofa. He then proceeded slowly and methodically to lick off her secretions. Shivers of pleasure continued to radiate from her pussy as he licked her inner lips. She ran her fingers through his short grey hair as he licked her cunt. Arrogantly self-assured about his own appearance, he never tried to hide his age by using subterfuges like hair dye. That self-assurance came through very naturally in his stance, the way he talked, the manner in which he conducted himself... That's what made him so irresistible to women.

"Itna bura bhi nahi lagta!"

"It doesn't taste too bad!" She thought, as he made her lick her fluids off his wet cheeks, her tongue making little rasping sounds against his stubble.

"Chalo. Ab meri safai karo!"

"Come. Clean me up!" He reclined on the baithak, and spread his legs apart. His hard, shiny wet cock beckoned her. She would have obeyed him even if she hadn't liked the taste of her own juices. How could she say no to her beloved "Sir"? She positioned herself between his legs and started licking his cock, starting at the base; first tentatively and then diligently, while he watched through half open eyes. She found that her juices tasted better off his cock. She continued to lick, suck and kiss his cockhead long after she'd licked him clean of her own secretions. She kept licking precum dribbling out of his pee slit. She enjoyed its taste even better than her own juices. For a long time, Shyam relaxed and enjoyed the pleasure of having his cock sucked by this sex crazed woman. The fact that the woman now totally in his thrall was the wife of another man made it all the more arousing. Occasionally, when he felt he was close to ejaculating, he pushed her head back to stop her for a while. He didn't want to cum yet...