Adultery UNFAITHFUL MOTHERS AND HOUSEWIVES --- stranger_women

[ddey333]

Even with the dick firmly in her mouth, Mansi's moans and groans were clearly audible. And sounded very erotic as Dutt started banging his whore doggy style in deep strokes. Her hands were still obediently locked behind her back, which meant that Bhaskar's knees had to give support to her shoulders even as she sucked his dick. The old man noted that every time Dutt pistoned her cunt, the slut's mouth would suck his dick harder. He looked at the contrast of Dutt's big hairy belly resting on top of her shapely voluptuous ass. He could feel her exposed left boob rubbing against his shins. Shit, I am going to cum soon, the old man realized.

Mansi was surprised when he suddenly pulled her head away from his dick. Bhaskar did not want to shoot his load so soon. Even with the Viagra he had taken, it would take him some time to get hard again. And he really wanted to fuck this bitch. So instead he bent his head and started kissing Mansi. She was in such a randy state by then, that she kissed back passionately, herself poking her tongue in his mouth. And while she continued being banged hard doggy style, she found herself making out with this strange old man without any compunctions.
"If you two want to kiss like teenagers, maybe Mansi should be on her feet." Dutt said and withdrawing his cock, patted Mansi's ample behind.
Without breaking the kiss, Mansi laboriously got on her feet. Bhaskar stayed sitting in the couch. Dutt was right, this was more comfortable. Now Mansi was standing, bent in her waist forward at 90 degrees, kissing the wiry old man as the big burly Dutt bent his knees a little and penetrated her cunt again. The motion made her second breast pop out as well and both jugs were now hanging off her chest, swinging back and forth like two mangoes on a windy day. Bhaskar reached over with his hands and started playing with her nipples, flicking them one at a time.
Dutt increased the tempo of his fucking and Mansi had to put her hands on Bhaskar's shoulder for support. She started groaning again as this new position gave her new sensations of ecstasy. Dutt sweated with the effort and a few drops landed on Mansi's naked ass. He admired how trashy she looked. The already skimpy red dress was now serving no real purpose, just rolled up around her stomach. Her body was also covered in a sheen of sweat. Fucking her harder, slowly ran his fingers up and down her back. That gave her goosebumps. And Mansi wondered how talented a lover the old man was, to elevate her pleasure even while having sex.
Bhaskar broke the kiss that had now lasted several minutes. Mansi stared at him with glazed eyes, her groans louder, now that her mouth wasn't covered by his.
"Navin, can I have a turn?" he asked, breathless. Playing with those tits had made him want her bad and want her now.
"Sure." Dutt shrugged and withdrew his dick.
No one asked Mansi if she was okay getting fucked by this other man. But even if they had asked her, she was in such a randy state that she would not have refused. Bhaskar leaned back and grabbing his dick, shook it a little. It was still hard. But that impending orgasm had subsided. Mansi stood straight, arching her back a little. being bent over all this time had made it a little tender. She looked down at her exposed tits, below them, her rolled up dress, and then below that, her naked pussy and legs. It felt like she was looking at someone else's body.
"Turn around, and sit on my lap." Bhaskar said.
Mansi wasn't really well-versed with different positions, so she did not know how this would work. But obeying him, she gently placed her ass on his crotch. The dick rubbed against her inner thighs.
"What are we, sitting in a bus? Sit properly, slut. Put it in." Bhaskar slapped her face.
Dutt knew what an amateur she still was in the ways of sex. He watched, smiling as Mansi squirmed around uncomfortably, parting her legs and then reaching down with one hand. It took her a few moments to align the dick properly with her cunt, and then she finally sat down on it such that it penetrated her.
After being banged by Dutt's thick sizeable cock, you would have expected her to take Bhaskar's modest organ easily. But she had an unusually tight cunt, so even this penetration, she grimaced a little during.
"You were right Navin. This whore is tight!" he spanked her ass which was just an inch above his thighs. "Well, what are you waiting for?"
Mansi was yet again put in an unfamiliar position, literally and figuratively. But the harsh was in which he said it indicated that she was supposed to be doing all the work. Remembering the way she had done it when on top of Dutt the other day, she started sliding her ass back and forth. And was instantly amazed that even this guy's cock, in that motion and position, was giving her pleasures. She leaned back a little. Bhaskar reached around and grabbed her boobs.
 
"That's more like it." he said, biting her shoulder hard.
"Owww!!" she cried out.
"Easy with the biting, Bhaskar." Dutt said moving closer. "We don't want to leave any telltale marks for her husband to discover."
"Oh right right." Bhaskar said as Mansi started moving a little faster. "The poor sap doesn't even know his wife is whoring herself out like this, huh?"
Mansi felt insulted but also turned on. She started rotating her hips in a circular motion.
"Oh that is good." Bhaskar said throatily. And laid back and enjoyed one of the best fucks of his life.
Mansi's eyes had been closed as she fucked this stranger and was actually starting to feel her orgasm approaching. Dutt realized it too, so to help things along, he bent down started stroking her clit. And a few seconds of that, combined with an accelerated bucking motion, pretty much did it.
"Wow, she is a screamer." Bhaskar said grabbing her waist as she started hollering. That was too much for him. He started cumming as well, shooting his seed into the young tight shuddering cunt.