Adultery The Possession

[Henry]

Dawa sees Soma differently today. Maybe he always looked her other way, today he is expressing his lustful vision by getting the opportunity. Soma thought so. She knows she is a highly educated woman. And Dawa is a low class uneducated watchman. But his wild primitive manly body is very attractive to her! Her attraction to Dawa was gradually pushing Soma to break her conservatism. Soma never had any hatred towards the lower class people of the society. She always thought they are also humans, so Soma never discriminated between humans. But such attraction towards their strong brute bodies was born in her because of Dawa ji. She is only attracted to Dawa ji.

Soma thinks that if Dawa ji does something with her in her flat today, no one will know the third person except the two of them. However, she will become inferior to herself, she will develop her own hatred of herself. She will be secretly uncomfortable standing in front of her husband and children. if that will be happen, she will stop Dawa ji. But how can she stop? Being alone, the needs of her mind and body, which had practically become irrelevant for a long time, are now all those needs that she thinks about a lot.

Soma didn't notice when Dawa ji came so close to her. As he came closer, the intense masculine smell of his body was intoxicating Soma. Lower class hard working people's body odor is so intense? Soma doesn't know.

Soma put down the empty cup. She saw that Dawa had already finished the tea. But this time they were both silent. As Soma went to pick up the cup, Dawa grabbed Soma's hand.
Soma's body trembled. She said in a very trembling voice---What happend, Dawa ji?

Dawa has put Soma back on the couch. He is a very strong man. He began to dominate Soma's soft body. The look in his eyes is as rough as his body. His eyes are yellow, burning. He is leaning on Soma. Dawa still gripped Soma's right hand tightly over her Sankha-pola. Soma said in pain---What are you doing?
Dawa gestured with his fingers to shut up. His animality is showing in his gritted teeth. Soma saw; this is the first day of meeting; the arrogant barbaric Dawa Sherpa. He hugged Soma tightly. Soma is melting. She forgot to interrupt. She was now fused into the hard stony chest of a primitive man. The mountain wild man held her tightly.

He whispered in a rough hoarse voice to her ear---Madam, you will listen to what I have to say today. i own you.
What deadly arrogance, what deadly dominance he have! And Soma remained submissive with intense lust. At the same time, he is increasing her heat by rubbing his face on the soft fair part of Soma's neck. He began to smell Soma's bodies soap-shampoo mixed with feminine scents. He grabbed her left breast cruelly like a beast. Soma's breasts have never been squeezed so hard. Her breasts are plump, though slightly saggy. It was at this breast that she breast-fed Santu-Antu in their infancy. Her left breast is pressed hard by gorkha watchman Dawa Sherpa like a lower class clumsy greedy man. But she feels good to get this cruel squeezing on her both breasts. Even at the age of forty, her breasts deserve such a merciless squeeze, which excited her. Soma said softly in a trembling voice to interrupt for the last time---Dawa ji, what are you doing? It's not right. i am married, please.

Dawa is kissing Soma's neck like crazy. It would be wrong to call it kissing, he is rubbing his face on Soma's neck and licking like insane man. A low class Gorkha watchman like him had never been so close to such a fair graceful well educated upper middle class woman. So as if this madness in him. He is pinching both breasts with both hands. Soma's breasts are very womanly soft. Squeezing and pressing by Dawa, is torturing on those two. Soma's body also wants so much torture by the man on her breasts. As if she wanted to a sadistic pleasure. As Soma's breasts are captured by Dawa, he is like that sadistic man. Is that true Dawa a sadist man?
The smell of burnt bidis in Dawa's mouth. Soma doesn't feel it bad now. She just wants now only and one Dawa Sherpa. Even in her starting of mid age, her body is becoming fire. She needs a man of her heart to put out the fire, now that man is Dawa Sherpa.

Sitting in the living room of her, a middle-aged forty plus married woman, a high college teacher, a mother of teenage sons and a wife of government engineer Soma Mukherjee; Her breasts are captured by the hands of a gorkha hunk watchman. Rubbing Soma's soft fair cheeks with his rough mouth, he started kissing. Then he pressed Soma's lips in his bidi burned fat lips. Soma's soft lips is lost in his mouth. After a very long kiss both of them laughed, This smile mixed the desire of both. Soma's smile is shy and submissive, Dawa's smile is the victory of war. They two started kissing again. Dawa is controlling the kiss. Her buttons of the nightie were torn by him, like wild beasts. Soma is not wearing a bra inside. Her two plump fair breasts were exposed. It is pretty soft, wobbly, middle-aged woman's breastfeeding breasts of many years ago. From this both her son Santu-Antu drank their mother's milk to satisfied their hunger. Now those two breasts are in the possession of their favorite Dawa uncle. But now there is not a drop of milk in it. The last drop of milk came from Soma's breast when Antu was two years old. That means her breasts are empty of milk more about ten years. But ten years later, Soma's breast still has the potential to become a flowing river.

Soma wanted Dawa to suck her breasts. Soma's breasts are both the most sexually stimulating. Dawa, however, did not suck childish like Santu-Antu or romantically like her husband Subir. He is sucking, biting, squeezing both breasts like a brute. As if immediately he will forcefully bring the milk from there. Soma's nipples are reddish brown. This is how Dawa wants to extract milk from Soma's breast. But Soma knows that her breasts are dry, he will not be able to express milk like this even if he tries hard. His saliva glistened on Soma's fair breasts. He is playing with her both breasts, once on the left and once on the right, sucking, biting, pressing whatever he wants. And Soma? She just wants Dawa ji to suck her breast with his satisfaction. Eat as he like. She raised her breast and held his head to encourage her crazy lover to suck her breasts. She wants to say---Eat, eat as you please, Dawa ji. These two are for you now. How long will these two be wasted in neglect? Take it, suck it to your wish.
But she couldn't say anything because of her shyness.
Soma's breasts are nourished, but little saggy. Her breasts are hanging for a bit of weight. Both nipples are erect in excitement. Her nipples are glistening with spit and saliva as a result of Dawa's intense sucking. She realizes that Dawa likes her breasts very much. Soma's luscious fleshy fair body with white tender breasts made her alluring.

A savage turbulent worm is biting her cunt. She is afraid that she will be able to take his huge cock inside to kill the worm! As he turns violent, will he show any mercy during penetration? But the worm bite is unbearable. Soma is an educated woman, she knows the biology of women; Female vaginas are capable of accommodating any size of penis.
While Soma is thinking this, a strange things suddenly occurs. Dawa fell on Soma's lap like a baby. Then he started sucking Soma's breast like a baby. Just like a baby drinks his mother's breast milk. Although that suction is very strong by strong masculine jaws. It seems as if by pressing both breasts for so long he has succeeded in causing milk to flow. But Soma knows this is impossible. Dawa tickled the nipple with his tongue. Then he said with a smile---Madam, your duddu are very beautiful.

Ish! How this monstrous adult man said like a child! Soma felt shy. She wanted to caress the sadistic man who suddenly became like a baby. She said shyly---what do you get with so many suction?
Dawa pressed her wide body deeper into Soma's lap and said---I didn't get anything. madam. But your bodies smell are very sweet.