Adultery UNFAITHFUL MOTHERS AND HOUSEWIVES --- stranger_women

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She lay in front of him, now wearing only her satin panties. Ritesh seemed in awe, and offered no spoken word. Manisha's lips quivered as Ritesh trailed his finger smoothly over her breast. He didn't move his gaze or his body... just his finger. It moved from the top of her breast, along the side, and underneath. He moved it slowly inward, covering every centimeter of flesh with his fingertip. Still, his eyes never left hers. Her body jumped with sensitivity, holding the potential for orgasm just from his delicate touch. She opened her lips, and let her breath flow freely. But Manisha didn't break her gaze with Ritesh as he moved the finger between her breasts, up her chest. Her left nipple pointed upwards, appearing to ache for its turn at the touch, her breast pulsating with the anticipation of his finger. She bit her lip as his finger traced its way to the left nipple. Manisha cried her first moan of ecstasy as his mouth moved between her breasts, licking the glistening flesh with his slow, writhing tongue. His mouth then closed on her erect left nipple. For a long moment he continued loving her breasts. He kissed slowly, licked tenderly, and rubbed his face gently into them. Manisha was moaning. The quiet decent housewife was vocally responding to Ritesh's touch. She moaned at the attention to her body that had overpowered anything she could resist. Ritesh was now kissing her softly, slowly over her breasts and stomach. His hands lovingly caressed her as they slid up and down her legs. He paid attention to every part of them as well. Kissing and touching her legs as if he didn't understand them and needed the touch to discover her. He moved to her ankles, her feet, and her arms. He loved her as if her elbows and shoulders excited him as much as her breasts and vagina. Nobody had ever loved a woman like this. No man ever seemed to get past a woman's obvious attributes and appreciate her so completely. "Aahhh!" Manisha moaned with each tender placement of his lips, outstretching her legs as far as they could on the table. She breathed low, long moans as he worked his lips on her legs. His fingers softly caressed her feet and ankles as he kissed her shins. Ritesh kissed her knees, tickling underneath with his tongue. His hands moved up her thighs in long, smooth strokes. She was so close... so close to liberation. His hand moved up between her legs, palming the delicate area covered by her panties. His lips moved up her dripping thighs, and Manisha finally moved her hands. She rested them on his head, inviting him up higher ...patiently waiting for his lips to reach her panties. Her chest heaved as his first kiss pressed against the satin. A wonderful burst of energy glowed beneath the fabric, patiently waiting to be filled and loved. She wanted him. She wanted him inside her. "Ritesh..." she could say his name now. She slid her fingers under the panty straps, and slowly slid them down her legs. Ritesh took over from her and dropped the satin panties onto the floor. She glazed over with pleasure as she watched Ritesh removing his clothes, sliding his briefs down to expose his cock. She lay there, completely naked and helpless before the erect man. "Oh, Ritesh!" He guided his cock inside her and gave a rapid thrust. He then pulled out of her slowly, watching her eyes as she received the pleasure he gave her and knowing she was watching him as she received it. Ritesh continued the gentle penetration of her, gently thrusting, apparently gaining inspiration from the increasing arousal of his lovely partner beneath him. His cock plunged deeper, more powerfully into her. Manisha reached up her hand and massaged his chest, stroking the short hairs scattered across him. Their eyes remained locked on each other as their moans joined in harmony. She moved her hands to his hips, feeling the power of his body driving into her. Manisha cried out and her body flinched as he shot his load inside her. It was an ecstatic flinch. It was a flinch of digging her fingernails into his hips and tightening her body as if she would explode if she didn't. Her eyes closed as if wondering if Ritesh could ever understand how incredible he was making her feel. She was a woman. From his lovemaking. From his patient, dedicated lovemaking. In one fleeting moment, I remembered about Manisha's dream, it had awakened her passion so that in the end caused her to break her own promise of fidelity. Her animal instincts triggered within her every woman's most secret desire… the urge to be filled and stretched by a dominant male's huge organ. Ritesh was the proverbial alpha male who seek and planted his seed in the most attractive female he could find.

The moment Ritesh had Manisha alone, he seduced her in less than no time. It was mother nature helping the most important seduction of all, leading a beautiful attractive female in the path of a handsome, well-hung, virile male as part of a sensual dance that led to sexual union.

Everything that had happened over the last couple of months had set the scene for this, the final big show.
 

The End