21-04-2024, 09:12 AM
(This post was last modified: 21-04-2024, 09:15 AM by MR Erotic. Edited 2 times in total. Edited 2 times in total.)
After my first sexual encounter with Nisha, there was a feeling of guilt in my mind for cheating on my friend. On the other hand, Nisha was not thinking the same way. She was bolder than before. I tried avoiding meeting Nisha. But she always sent me her hot pics, which ignited a fire in me. Although my mind was full of guilt, my dick was full of kink. Whenever I remembered the sexual encounter with Nisha, it brought a sudden hard-on.
Until and unless I didn’t find the urge, I avoided meeting her to avoid complications. Although Nisha insisted I meet many times. Later, I learned that the fire Nisha had ignited in herself would only extinguish when I fuck her. It was a Sunday afternoon. My friend asked me to visit his house for a drink. He insisted I come and join as there was no one at home. Only Nisha and my friend were there. I took it casually as my friend would be there, and nothing will happen in his presence.
Later I knew I was wrong. Nisha took drastic advantage of the upcoming situation. I went to his place at around noon. My friend had arranged everything that was needed for booze. When I went inside his house, all my past sexual experiences started revolving around me.
Nisha was in the kitchen and was prepping something. I sat on the sofa with a bit of nervousness. Nisha came out with a glass of water. As she bent down, I got a clear glimpse of her cleavage. While handing me the glass, she brushed her fingers on mine. She winked at me with a naughty smile.
I was scared. Unable to know what was going on in her mind. I thought, hoping she doesn’t do anything that would make my friend doubt us. The next moment my friend got 2 glasses, and we started having drinks and chatting. Sometimes in between, Nisha used to join us since she was preparing lunch. After a couple of pegs, I avoided having more drinks. My friend is a tank in terms of drinks. He can go nonstop. He did the same thing that day too.
I winded up and went to get freshen up in the washroom. My friend’s washroom was adjacent to the kitchen. Nisha was preparing chicken for lunch. She didn’t notice me going in. She was waiting for me near the washroom door when I came out. She pulled me towards her and pushed me towards the kitchen platform when I came out. Nisha pounded on me like a hungry tigress, and I was damn nervous about the situation. The smell of prepping chicken was entering my nose. She was licking and kissing my neck, and I was turned on.
Nisha was wearing leggings and a kurti which is her daily outfit. I took hold of her waist, lifted her and made her sit on the kitchen platform. She locked her legs around my waist, and we kissed and smooched passionately. We both were trying to make less noise. Although the TV in the living room was on, we still were taking precautions not to be loud with our actions. I was moving and rubbing Nisha’s body on mine. Nisha has flesh on her body wherever it is needed. I was on cloud nine getting intimate with Nisha in my friend’s presence.
Nisha: (humming in my ears) I missed you. You make me crazy whenever I see you.
Me: (humming in her ears) I’m fortunate to fuck you, sweetheart. Your seduction brings all
my blood under my pants.
We were in the middle of a fiery experience, and the next moment my friend shouted from outside to bring some ice. We both quickly got to our senses, and I went first. Nisha followed me with the ice cubes. As I packed up with my drinks, my friend was 4 pegs down. He was already high and was not in his senses to talk. I asked Nisha to serve me food as I was hungry. My friend was not in the mood to have his lunch, as he was already high with drinks.
While having lunch, my friend did what he usually does. He started abusing Nisha. I
intervened in between, made him quiet, and asked him to go and sleep in the bedroom. I,
too, will have lunch and leave.
My friend was yet to get overdosed. He made the fifth peg and started boozing it while I
was having lunch, and Nisha was in the kitchen. I went to wash my hands, and Nisha was
quietly standing there.
I asked her what’s the issue. She turned towards me, looked straight into my eyes and with
a fit of anger, took hold of my shirt’s collar and said
Nisha: I want you to fuck me in this bastard’s presence.
I was shocked by her words.
Me: Are you nuts? He will thrash us both if he comes to know about this.
Nisha: I’m not asking you to fuck me in front of him. I’m asking you to fuck in his presence.
Me: How’s that possible?
Nisha: After this peg, you will have to lift him and take him to the bedroom. I know his limitations, and he’s already out of it
I obeyed just the way she said. He was actually out of his senses and was unable even to stand. I lifted him and made him sleep in the bedroom. I came out without latching the door. The door was closed so that one could peep into the other room. After around 10 minutes, my friend snored and fell asleep like the usual drunkard. Nisha was waiting for me to explore her body when I came out.
The next moment we both moved to the adjacent wall near the bedroom door and started exploring in her husband’s presence. We both were kissing and hugging each other just like passionate lovers. I was exploring Nisha’s body. We were aware of the consequences, but still, we were taking the risk. Nisha was more confident of the risk than me. She was getting rough on me, and I was enjoying it. We were keeping an eye on the bedroom door as well. Time on time, we both were peeping inside to check whether my friend was sleeping or not.
Nisha went down on her knees and pulled my track pant down. She licked my dick like a pro. I pulled her up and made her stand in standing doggy. I lifted her kurti to her upper back and pulled her leggings down.I spat on her ass cheeks and kissed her ass while removing her panty. That’s my gesture of salutation before entering the glory hole. I came up, pulled her ass to my dick and adjusted it for the fuck. Nisha’s hand was on the wall, and the other closed her mouth to avoid moans. I gave a sudden push, and my dick went inside. Nisha felt the pain and banged her hand on the wall.
I was in the same position for 1 minute, and slowly I started ramming Nisha from behind,
holding her waist. This continued for the next 10 minutes. Nisha’s eyes were full of agony.
She wanted to ride me, looking at her husband. It was risky thought, but Nisha was
adamant. She made me sleep on the floor near the door. My friend was visible from the
angle.
Nisha took off her leggings and panty. My track pant and underwear were lowered to my knees. Nisha sat on my Thai and inserted my dick in her pussy hole. She started riding me. I was trying to hold her boobs, but she was not allowing it. She took hold of my hands and bounced on me, looking at her husband with anger and agony. Simultaneously she was kissing me passionately. I was on another level of experience.
After 10 minutes of hard fuck we both discharged together. Nisha was relieved by her agony. She was exhausted and slept on my chest. I, too, hugged her for a while. After 5 minutes, I got up and left.
TO BE CONTINUED .....................
Until and unless I didn’t find the urge, I avoided meeting her to avoid complications. Although Nisha insisted I meet many times. Later, I learned that the fire Nisha had ignited in herself would only extinguish when I fuck her. It was a Sunday afternoon. My friend asked me to visit his house for a drink. He insisted I come and join as there was no one at home. Only Nisha and my friend were there. I took it casually as my friend would be there, and nothing will happen in his presence.
Later I knew I was wrong. Nisha took drastic advantage of the upcoming situation. I went to his place at around noon. My friend had arranged everything that was needed for booze. When I went inside his house, all my past sexual experiences started revolving around me.
Nisha was in the kitchen and was prepping something. I sat on the sofa with a bit of nervousness. Nisha came out with a glass of water. As she bent down, I got a clear glimpse of her cleavage. While handing me the glass, she brushed her fingers on mine. She winked at me with a naughty smile.
I was scared. Unable to know what was going on in her mind. I thought, hoping she doesn’t do anything that would make my friend doubt us. The next moment my friend got 2 glasses, and we started having drinks and chatting. Sometimes in between, Nisha used to join us since she was preparing lunch. After a couple of pegs, I avoided having more drinks. My friend is a tank in terms of drinks. He can go nonstop. He did the same thing that day too.
I winded up and went to get freshen up in the washroom. My friend’s washroom was adjacent to the kitchen. Nisha was preparing chicken for lunch. She didn’t notice me going in. She was waiting for me near the washroom door when I came out. She pulled me towards her and pushed me towards the kitchen platform when I came out. Nisha pounded on me like a hungry tigress, and I was damn nervous about the situation. The smell of prepping chicken was entering my nose. She was licking and kissing my neck, and I was turned on.
Nisha was wearing leggings and a kurti which is her daily outfit. I took hold of her waist, lifted her and made her sit on the kitchen platform. She locked her legs around my waist, and we kissed and smooched passionately. We both were trying to make less noise. Although the TV in the living room was on, we still were taking precautions not to be loud with our actions. I was moving and rubbing Nisha’s body on mine. Nisha has flesh on her body wherever it is needed. I was on cloud nine getting intimate with Nisha in my friend’s presence.
Nisha: (humming in my ears) I missed you. You make me crazy whenever I see you.
Me: (humming in her ears) I’m fortunate to fuck you, sweetheart. Your seduction brings all
my blood under my pants.
We were in the middle of a fiery experience, and the next moment my friend shouted from outside to bring some ice. We both quickly got to our senses, and I went first. Nisha followed me with the ice cubes. As I packed up with my drinks, my friend was 4 pegs down. He was already high and was not in his senses to talk. I asked Nisha to serve me food as I was hungry. My friend was not in the mood to have his lunch, as he was already high with drinks.
While having lunch, my friend did what he usually does. He started abusing Nisha. I
intervened in between, made him quiet, and asked him to go and sleep in the bedroom. I,
too, will have lunch and leave.
My friend was yet to get overdosed. He made the fifth peg and started boozing it while I
was having lunch, and Nisha was in the kitchen. I went to wash my hands, and Nisha was
quietly standing there.
I asked her what’s the issue. She turned towards me, looked straight into my eyes and with
a fit of anger, took hold of my shirt’s collar and said
Nisha: I want you to fuck me in this bastard’s presence.
I was shocked by her words.
Me: Are you nuts? He will thrash us both if he comes to know about this.
Nisha: I’m not asking you to fuck me in front of him. I’m asking you to fuck in his presence.
Me: How’s that possible?
Nisha: After this peg, you will have to lift him and take him to the bedroom. I know his limitations, and he’s already out of it
I obeyed just the way she said. He was actually out of his senses and was unable even to stand. I lifted him and made him sleep in the bedroom. I came out without latching the door. The door was closed so that one could peep into the other room. After around 10 minutes, my friend snored and fell asleep like the usual drunkard. Nisha was waiting for me to explore her body when I came out.
The next moment we both moved to the adjacent wall near the bedroom door and started exploring in her husband’s presence. We both were kissing and hugging each other just like passionate lovers. I was exploring Nisha’s body. We were aware of the consequences, but still, we were taking the risk. Nisha was more confident of the risk than me. She was getting rough on me, and I was enjoying it. We were keeping an eye on the bedroom door as well. Time on time, we both were peeping inside to check whether my friend was sleeping or not.
Nisha went down on her knees and pulled my track pant down. She licked my dick like a pro. I pulled her up and made her stand in standing doggy. I lifted her kurti to her upper back and pulled her leggings down.I spat on her ass cheeks and kissed her ass while removing her panty. That’s my gesture of salutation before entering the glory hole. I came up, pulled her ass to my dick and adjusted it for the fuck. Nisha’s hand was on the wall, and the other closed her mouth to avoid moans. I gave a sudden push, and my dick went inside. Nisha felt the pain and banged her hand on the wall.
I was in the same position for 1 minute, and slowly I started ramming Nisha from behind,
holding her waist. This continued for the next 10 minutes. Nisha’s eyes were full of agony.
She wanted to ride me, looking at her husband. It was risky thought, but Nisha was
adamant. She made me sleep on the floor near the door. My friend was visible from the
angle.
Nisha took off her leggings and panty. My track pant and underwear were lowered to my knees. Nisha sat on my Thai and inserted my dick in her pussy hole. She started riding me. I was trying to hold her boobs, but she was not allowing it. She took hold of my hands and bounced on me, looking at her husband with anger and agony. Simultaneously she was kissing me passionately. I was on another level of experience.
After 10 minutes of hard fuck we both discharged together. Nisha was relieved by her agony. She was exhausted and slept on my chest. I, too, hugged her for a while. After 5 minutes, I got up and left.
TO BE CONTINUED .....................
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