Adultery Madhu's Day Out by OnlineSlut

[sarit11]

Sometime in the course of the second blowjob, I felt that weird feeling of warmth concentrating between my legs. My vagina was secreting copious amounts of womanly juices which was now spread all over my vulval lips and my inner thighs. It was almost as if my clitoris and vulva were on fire, the feeling of pleasure causing heat to radiate from them. As if automatically my right hand reached down to between my legs, to rub my womanhood over my clothes in an attempt to seek the ultimate pleasure.

"Bitch get your hands back on my balls," I heard the voice of the man whose penis I had in my mouth. I felt one of the other guys grab my hand and remove it from over my groin, taking it to service his own penis, rubbing it on his erect penis over his trousers.

"Plea...please...let me...orgasm...too..." I pleaded in between blows to the back of my throat.

One of the guys laughed. The others sniggered.

"Look at this bitch begging for pleasure!"

"Will anyone believe that she is a married woman?"

"Ple...please!" I repeated.

"Shut up bitch! And concentrate on your work!"

I felt my both hands being grabbed and rubbed on to the trousers of two of the other guys.

"This is for our pleasure and not yours'."

"You have your husband for that, don't you?" chuckled one of them.

So, one by one I sucked on the penises of the remaining three men, devouring the moment of their ejaculation and savouring on to the last drops of their semen. In the meanwhile, the sense of pleasure between my legs kept on building, almost begging for release as I tried to rub the inside of my thighs together.

As soon as the last of the four men finished with my mouth, milking his balls out into my throat, they let go of my hands which rushed down to seek the pleasure that was caged inside me. But as soon as I had rubbed over my vulva once, I felt a jerk under my arms.

The original guy (who had brought me there and the last to receive a blowjob) had caught me under my arms and lifted me up, making me stand.

"Please let me finish!" I exhaled, my breath still caught between my legs.

"Do whatever you want once we are gone bitch!" he snarled.

I was not able to understand what he was up to. I was standing facing him (towards the wall) and the two guys standing on my side were holding my hands away from my body. Then I felt the first guy's hand (now behind me) under my kurta, on the small of my back.

"NO! Please don't..."

"Shut up! We are not doing anything."