19-02-2023, 11:08 AM
Three nights later, Amar woke up to a strange sensation in the middle of the night. A hand was at his waist. Drowsily he opened his eyes. He was shocked to see his wife, completely naked, hunched over his crotch. Instinctively he looked to the right.
"I put her in the living room obviously." Mansi said, in a husky and almost hungry tone of voice he had never heard her use.
"What are you doing?" he said as she untied the pyjama and fished his dick out.
"Shhhh." she said.
And then Amar laid back and sighed happily as his orthodox wife started sucking his dick. He had seen it in porn. He had read about it. He had fantasized about it too. But Mansi had always been so old fashioned. All these years of marriage and he couldn't even bring himself to ask her about it. And here she was in the middle of the night, doing it herself. It was like a dream come true.
Mansi sucked the cock hungrily and it was soon fully erect. It felt strange to her that her husband's was the third cock she was sucked. How unfamiliar it looked from close quarters. How strange it tasted. Very different from Duttsahab and Bhaskar. She gently touched his pee hole with the tip of her tongue like Bhaskar had taught her. Amar visibly shuddered. Not wanting him to cum too soon, she immediately got on top of him.
Although feelings of betrayal and guilt had ebbed as the days had gone by, the one feeling Mansi could not shake off was horniness. She masturbated every hour, but her body craved something more. It craved actual penetration. It craved a man. By that night, her desires had reached boiling point. She woke up in the middle of the night from another sex dream. Then she had slowly picked Pinky up and taken her to the living room. And quickly stripping naked, joined her husband on the bed.
Amar got his second shock of the night. His usually shy wife was being really adventurous. With the grace and agility of a nymph, she got on top of him, and holding his shaft erect, lowered herself onto it. They had never had sex in this position before. And yet she was moving with so much...expertise.
"Mansiiiii!!" he moaned in confused delight as she started moving back and forth. He reached up and grabbed her boobs.
And was surprised again when she bent down and started kissing him passionately.
Amar didn't last long. How could he? As it is, he came pretty quickly. The pleasant erotic surprise of his wife attacking him like that, seeing her big tits heave and sway, all that was too much for him.
Even after he ejaculated inside her, she kept moving her hips. Kept moving them until his dick fully shrank back to normal. She felt disappointed. Dutt and Bhaskar had both made her cum before they came themselves. With Amar, she was just getting into the groove of things before it ended. But it was still better than nothing. She stayed like that on top of her husband.
He gently pushed her off. But didn't go to the bathroom to clean up like always. He pulled his naked wife into an embrace.
"Where did you learn that?"
"Just...read it online." she blushed.
"What else did you learn?"
Mansi smiled, and turning her husband over on his stomach, started licking his back.
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"I put her in the living room obviously." Mansi said, in a husky and almost hungry tone of voice he had never heard her use.
"What are you doing?" he said as she untied the pyjama and fished his dick out.
"Shhhh." she said.
And then Amar laid back and sighed happily as his orthodox wife started sucking his dick. He had seen it in porn. He had read about it. He had fantasized about it too. But Mansi had always been so old fashioned. All these years of marriage and he couldn't even bring himself to ask her about it. And here she was in the middle of the night, doing it herself. It was like a dream come true.
Mansi sucked the cock hungrily and it was soon fully erect. It felt strange to her that her husband's was the third cock she was sucked. How unfamiliar it looked from close quarters. How strange it tasted. Very different from Duttsahab and Bhaskar. She gently touched his pee hole with the tip of her tongue like Bhaskar had taught her. Amar visibly shuddered. Not wanting him to cum too soon, she immediately got on top of him.
Although feelings of betrayal and guilt had ebbed as the days had gone by, the one feeling Mansi could not shake off was horniness. She masturbated every hour, but her body craved something more. It craved actual penetration. It craved a man. By that night, her desires had reached boiling point. She woke up in the middle of the night from another sex dream. Then she had slowly picked Pinky up and taken her to the living room. And quickly stripping naked, joined her husband on the bed.
Amar got his second shock of the night. His usually shy wife was being really adventurous. With the grace and agility of a nymph, she got on top of him, and holding his shaft erect, lowered herself onto it. They had never had sex in this position before. And yet she was moving with so much...expertise.
"Mansiiiii!!" he moaned in confused delight as she started moving back and forth. He reached up and grabbed her boobs.
And was surprised again when she bent down and started kissing him passionately.
Amar didn't last long. How could he? As it is, he came pretty quickly. The pleasant erotic surprise of his wife attacking him like that, seeing her big tits heave and sway, all that was too much for him.
Even after he ejaculated inside her, she kept moving her hips. Kept moving them until his dick fully shrank back to normal. She felt disappointed. Dutt and Bhaskar had both made her cum before they came themselves. With Amar, she was just getting into the groove of things before it ended. But it was still better than nothing. She stayed like that on top of her husband.
He gently pushed her off. But didn't go to the bathroom to clean up like always. He pulled his naked wife into an embrace.
"Where did you learn that?"
"Just...read it online." she blushed.
"What else did you learn?"
Mansi smiled, and turning her husband over on his stomach, started licking his back.
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