Adultery The Debauchery of a young House wife - BY ARTI

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Just then, in walked Mr. Ahmed, with S**** clinging to him. Mr. Sharma and Asha quickly let go of each other and stood up in obvious embarrassment. Both Mr. Ahmed and the starlet saw what was happening, but Mr. Ahmed ignored all this as he took in the beauty of Mrs. Sinha and spoke to her. "I am sorry, Mrs.Sinha, but I have been very busy, have not had a chance to look into your documents, perhaps, this evening over dinner, if you are free". Before Asha could answer, Mr. Sharma butted in, "Yes, yes of course sir, this evening is fine". Asha too had to say, "Yes sir, this evening is fine". She looked at Mr. Ahmed, he was a tall, strong muscular chap, barrel chested and with a deep timbre voice, he looked to be in his mid forties, truly a charismatic personality. Asha envied  S****, thinking of the fucking she would be receiving at the hands of this powerful man. She found him too sexy. Mr. Ahmed too, was thinking of Asha, what a voluptuous woman, so fair and big, big breasts, tall, big gaand, what was this fat fellow upto with her just now, surely she deserved a better man.

It would be fun bedding her he thought. Asha blushed, knowing that Mr. Ahmed was staring at her. They all agreed to meet at 8.30 pm in a five-star hotel, this evening, having decided, Mr. Ahmed left with his afternoon conquest, while Asha and Mr. Sharma also departed from the office. While walking towards the car, Mr. Sharma tried to hold Asha by her waist, but received a tight slap on his face for this effort. Asha had regained her composure and put Mr. Sharma in his place. Mr. Sharma cursed his luck at not succeeding with her anymore now. The drive back to the factory was in chilly silence. Asha dropped Mr. Sharma off and then drove to her parents house. Inside she was seething with rage at Mr. Sharma's behaviour. How dare he, she thought, trying to act funny with me.

 

That evening, prompt at 7.30pm, Mr. Sharma came to Asha's parents house, to accompany her for the meeting with Mr. Ahmed. He sat in the living room, with Asha's parents, as Asha was still getting ready. Her mother called out to Raju to bring tea for Mr. Sharma. Mr. Sharma quickly thought, so this is the chokra boy, madam was getting fucked by that afternoon, as he saw Raju bring the tea. He felt emboldened, in his desire for Asha, if she could get fucked by a servant, surely he could still get her to fuck, he thought as he sipped his tea. As he was finishing, in walked Asha. She was looking stunning, wearing a dark-blue chiffon saree with a thin strap blouse, which could hardly conceal her ample breasts. As she bent down to sit opposite him to have tea, he could see her boobs almost spill out as clearly she was wearing no bra. Furthermore, her saree was worn well below her navel. She had worn a thin gold chain accentuating her bare mid-riff. Well, well, thought, Mr. Sharma, this is going to be an interesting evening. While sitting in the car, Mr. Sharma complimented Asha on her looking good, to which she relied thank you with a sweet smile. This encouraged Mr. Sharma, who then put his arm around her as she was driving, however an icy cold look from Asha was enough for him to take his arm back.

 

On reaching the hotel, they were early, they found a suitable table and sat down. Mr. Sharma sat close to Asha on the sofa and ordered a double scotch for himself. Asha  ordered an apple juice for herself as they waited for Mr. Ahmed. Having downed his first drink pretty fast, Mr. Sharma ordered another, as he garnered courage and slid closer to Asha, letting his legs stick to hers.

 

He then told her, "Madam, aap ne bataya nahin ki kaunsi hindi blue film app dekh raheein thii".

 

Asha exasperatedly and feeling uncomfortable replied, "Ab bus bhi

karo Mr. Sharma".

 

"Jada chalak mat samjho, madam, mujhe saab pata lag gaya hai, kaunsi blue film aur kaunsa Raju", saying this he boldly put his arms around her and pressed her closer to himself. Aah what an intoxicating perfume this bitch had put on. Asha gave him a cold look, but to no avail.

 

"Maine sara tape kar diya hai, teri chudaie ki awaazein, raju ke saath, agar tune mujhe tang kiya tau main Rajesh saab ko sunadoonga", he lied easily, terrifying Asha.

 

"Nahin, nahin, please Mr. Sharma, aisa mat karna", said Asha softly, terrified of the consequences.

 

"Ye lei, pee thoda scotch, dar mat, main hoon na tere saath", he said, while bringing his glass for her to gulp.

 

"Please nahin, main nahin peetii", said Asha softly.

 

"Arre, nakhree jodd, aur pee, nahin tau….", said Mr. Sharma as he

once again raised the glass to her mouth and was satisfied as she took a big gulp and grimaced. Asha was terrified that this man had a tape on all the while as she was being fucked by the servant boy Raju, so she drank the scotch he was giving her. This ugly greasy fellow had now put his hand on her waist, pressing her closer to him as he continued to share the scotch with her.

 

"Kabhi hamein bhi tau mauka deyo, madam, hum bhi aapki pyaas bujha sakte hain, aapka pati gaya hua hai, is liye choot mein tadpan aah rahi hai", continued Mr. Sharma, bringing his face close to hers and nibbling at her chikna cheeks.

 

"Ye pakdo aur dekho, mera lund aapki choot mein janee ka liye kitna tadap raha hai", said Mr. Sharma, now grabbing her hand and placing it on his bulge. He then ordered another peg of whisky and kept Asha's hand firmly on his prick, even when giving the order to the waiter. Asha felt humiliated as the waiter saw her hand placed on his bulge.At that point, before Mr. Sharma could proceed any further , in walked Mr. Ahmed. Asha quickly rose to greet him and chose a seat next to Mr. Ahmed to sit. Mr. Sharma glared at her, but could do little else in the presence of Mr. Ahmed.

 

However, it was like jumping from the frying pan into the fire for Asha. Mr. Ahmed soon placed his arm around her and firmly gripped her shoulders while talking. He insisted that she call him by his first name Riaz, as he called her Asha. He too was intoxicated by her sexiness and lost no time in feeling her body, by massaging her neck and back slowly, while talking. He had been thinking about fucking her the whole day after meeting her. Even while fucking the starlet S**** he had been thinking of Asha. That S**** was a whore who he could get to fuck anytime, though she was sexy, while fucking she was a bag of bones, not much flesh to nibble or hold on to. That was the problem with these starlets now a days, too figure conscious, looks good on-screen, but not so enjoyable while fucking. Across Asha, Mr. Sharma was ogling at her body and her she was being slyly felt-up by Mr. Ahmed. The whisky that she had been forced to drink also started to have an effect on her as she meekly submitted herself to Mr. Ahmed's fondling. Mr. Sharma ordered another round for all and Asha meekly had more to drink. There was a live band playing and soon Asha found herself held closely by Mr. Ahmed on the dance floor.

 

Asha could feel his hard prick against her soft stomach as Mr. Ahmed held her closely and grinded his pelvis on her body. His hands were freely feeling her back and buttocks as he moved her around the dance floor. With so much fondling, Asha too began to feel horny, as this greek-god of a man expertly fondled her. She could feel her cunt juices begin to drip as he kneaded her buttocks, now placing a hand on each of them and guiding her on the dance floor with his hands on her bums. Mr. Ahmed, then brought his face down and lightly kissed her lips, invoking a short gasp from Asha. She could feel his masculinity and strength, and the light tender kiss was enough to send her gasping for more. Seeing her gasp in pleasure and sensing no resistance, Mr. Ahmed now freely started kissing her forcefully, long wet tongue kisses, as Asha  whimpered in joy. Mr. Ahmed led the band then decided to take a break and a wet, horny, whimpering Asha back to the table.

 

Mr. Sharma had observed all this, and was desperate for his chance. He ordered another round of drinks and winked openly at Mr. Ahmed, with reference to Asha's state. As the waiter brought their drinks, he saw that this new man was now fondling this sexy babe openly. Seems they are sharing this whore he thought. Mr. Ahmed was openly feeling Asha's braless breasts thru her thin blouse, even in the presence of the waiter. Asha herself was too far gone in her desire to be fucked, to notice the waiter, or for that matter anybody else. When the band started playing again, Mr. Sharma got up and with a wink to Mr. Ahmed, took Asha to the dance floor. He too had a nice time fondling, feeling, pinching and kissing her. Asha was so consumed by the desire to get fucked that she welcomed Mr. Sharma's brazen advances. Her cunt was dripping and she was breathing hard in short hard gasps. On bringing her back to the table, Mr. Sharma found Mr. Ahmed settling the bill and motioning for them to follow him. Out in the lobby, he took them to the reception desk, and quickly booked a room and took the key, soon they were in the elevator. As they were alone in the elevator, Mr. Sharma put his mouth on Asha's breasts which were covered with a thin blouse and began sucking furiously at them. Asha moaned, "uuuffffffff uummmmmmmMr. Shaaaaaarmaaaaaaaaaaaaa". "Sharmaji,  jara thar jaao , kya jaldi hayi,koi dekh leghaa", said Mr. Ahmed.

 

Once inside, both men wasted no time in undressing this horny bitch and soon all of them were naked. Mr. Ahmed felt Asha's cunt with his hand and was surprised to find it so wet. Asha's cunt was puffed and her cunt-lips were swollen and open. As Mr. Ahmed's hand brushed against her erect clit, Asha moaned loudly, AAAAAHHHHHPPLLEEAASSE  CCHHDOOOO CCHHOOO MMUUJHE". Seeing such a willing and wet woman, Mr. Ahmed lost no time in foreplay. He sat on a comfortable couch and made Asha sit on him. Next he pulled her legs together and raised them up, holding them by her knees. Her back was towards his chest, as he expertly guided his erect circumcised prick into her gaping cunt, while holding her legs together to get the maximum tightness of her gaping cunt. Holding her by the knees, he raised her and pushed his prick in. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH", wailed Asha as she felt his thick spear stretch and fill her pussy. The effect of liquor had removed all inhibitions as she wailed, " uuff chhoddooo jjoorr ssee cchhooddoo rriiaazzzzzzzzz". She opened her eyes to see Mr. Sharma leering at her rubbing his own prick, as Mr. Ahmed began to fuck her. Asha felt extremely excited at seeing Mr. Sharma masturbate, while looking at her being fucked. She immediately had a series of shattering orgasms. Mr. Ahmed slowed for a few minutes as Asha continued to wail loudly, in throes of pleasure. He then began to fuck her with hard rapid strokes, forcing her breasts to flap on her chest as he powerfully rammed her cunt again and again. Seeing the power of Mr. Ahmed's magnificient prick, and the way this bitch was wailing, Mr. Sharma could wait no longer and shot his load on her breasts as Asha continued getting fucked furiously. "aah aaahh aaaahhh aaaaahhhh aaaaaaahhhhhhhh aaaaaaahhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh", Asha wailed as another series of orgasms rocked her body. Hearing her cries, Mr. Ahmed too came with a series of spurts inside her, as he let her legs fall apart on his lap. Thick semen was oozing out of her cunt, onto her thighs as Mr. Ahmed withdrew his limp prick .

 

"Saali ki chhoot bahut tight aur mast hai", said Riaz, as he carried

Asha to the bed and flopped her on it.

 

"Riaz bhai, jab aap isse chood rahee thei, tau ye mujhe kisse heroine se kum nahin lag rahi thi, is ke saath tau aapko koi blue film bannani chahiye", said Mr. Sharma, while taking the oozing semen from her thighs and rubbing Asha's face and breast with it. "Dekho, saali kya cheez lagti hai, ugar camera hota tau iska photo leta", he continued.

 

"Haan sharmaji, isse tau zaroor blue film mein layna chaiye, par phir kabhi, aabhi tau iski choot ka sara ras nikalna hai", replied Riaz. He then brought his limp prick near her mouth and said, "Choos isse". Asha immediately obliged and took his limp prick in her mouth. She had become such an expert at sucking, that in no time, Riaz's prick had hardened under her ministrations. She played with his heavy balls as she continued to suck. "OHHH AAHHHHH SSAALI KYA CHHOOSSTTII HHAIII", whimpered Riaz in pleasure.  Hearing this big burly man whimpering, exited Asha, as she now started taking his hairy balls and sucking them. "Kya tere pati nai tujhe aisa mast choosna sikhaya hai", asked Riaz. Asha mumbled in reply as she took his stiff prick again in her mouth. Asha loved sucking pricks and getting fucked by big cocks. Riaz had a big tool and she had enjoyed his fucking her. Mr. Sharma too regained his erection on seeing this sexy woman expertly sucking Riaz's prick and longed to have a go at her. Riaz feeling himself on the verge of another orgasm, withdrew his prick as he wanted to fuck her again. This time he put a pillow under her buttocks and raised her legs apart and above his shoulders. With one hand he guided his prick near her gaping cunt and said, "Chooduun tujhee".

 

Asha was wet with anticipation and replied, "Hain Riaz joor see chhodnaa, bahut maazaa aayeeggaa". Hearing this willing married

housewife, Riaz laughed and slapped his prick against her cunt-lips

and stiff clit, teasing the bitch. Asha raised her buttocks in anticipation as Riaz continued teasing her. "Riiaazz uuunnnhhhh ttadppaaoonnaahhii muujjhheeeeeeeeee cchhooddooooo chhooddoocchhooddooooooooopllleeasseeeee riiaaaaazzzzzzzzzz", Asha wailed in frustration as Riaz continued to rub his prick, but not penetrate her. "Dekh Sharma, kaise apni gannd hilaa rahii hai". Sharma too moved near Asha, brandishing his stiff prick, bringing it near her mouth. Asha saw him bring his prick near her mouth and randy as she was, immediately opened her mouth to swallow this fat man's small but thick prick. "uummgh gghhoouupp ghhuupp ssllppuu sslluupp", she went eagerly sucking this greasy old man's prick, while jerking her buttocks in a valiant effort to snare Riaz's prick in her cunt muscles. Sharma was loving the sight of this sexy woman so willingly sucking his prick, she had proved difficult to seduce, but now seeing her accepting and enjoying sucking his prick, he felt victorious. He caressed her face and hair as she continued sucking and deep throating him. Riaz now pushed his prick in her cunt with a hard deep push. "AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHUUMMMMMMOUUUUUUUUUUUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAA",

wailed Asha, as her body was rocked by his penetration and Sharma's small prick slipped out of her mouth. "Haaiinn rriiaazzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz ooouuiiiiiiiiii mmmaaaaaaaa cchhooddoooooooooooooooooooccchhhooddoooooooooujjhheeeeeeeeeeeeeaaauuuuuuhhhaaiiiiiihhhhhhhhhhiuuunnnnnnnnnhhhhh", she wailed as he began stroking her pussy powerfully. Sharma tried to insert his prick in her mouth, but as Asha was being fucked so powerfully, her whole body was shaking and his prick kept slipping out of her mouth. He decided to abide his turn watching the awesome performance of this stud Riaz."Yee lei, saali ye lie  uur lei", Riaz moaned as he continued to fuck her hard and fast, enjoying seeing her big breasts flap about on her chest with each powerful stroke."ouuiiiiiiiiiiimmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaazzzzzbaahhi

iuuttttttttttt aazzzzzzzzzzzzaaaaaaaaaaaa aahhh  raahhaaaaaaaaaaaa hhaaaiiiiiiiiiiiicchhooddooo auurr ccchhooddoo jjoor sseeiii oouuuiiiiiiiiimmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa", wailed Asha as she had orgasm after orgasm, enjoying the screwing she was receiving.

 

Sharma was watching, rubbing his stiff prick, seeing his boss having her brains fucked out as she shook and wailed, totally consumed with passion. It was difficult for him to imagine her so fully willing and enjoying being screwed. He stopped rubbing his prick, lest he come again and miss out in the pleasure of fucking her.Riaz had by now lifted Asha's legs, with her jerking buttocks, jerking in the air as he lifted her with his strong hands and kept on fucking her at a furious pace now."ah  aah  aaahh  aaaahhhh aaaaaahhhhhhh ooohhhhhhhhhh oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

ooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii", Asha went as Riaz went on and on. Only her head and a small portion of her back was touching the bed now as Riaz furiously kept pumping her.Riaz was now sweating with exertion, this woman was heavy and he was finding it difficult to continue fucking her while holding her up for so long. He let go of her and his prick withdrew with a loud popping noise. Exhausted, though still erect, he collapsed on the bed beside her, breathing heavily. Sharma saw his window of opportunity, and immediately dragged the whimpering woman to the edge of the bed. Lifting her legs, he guided his small but thick erect prick near her puffed and open cunt-lips and proceeded to begin fucking her. Asha watched him with glazed eyes as he began pumping his prick in and out in and out in slow long strokes. She was thoroughly exhausted by the fucking that she had received from Riaz and could hardly feel this greasy man's small prick as he quickly came to an orgasm and exploded inside her and then collapsed with all his weight and fat belly on her, crushing her in the process. Asha struggled to push his bulk away from her as he grunted and groaned in satisfaction.

 

Riaz was watching all this in amusement, while stroking his prick slowly. Seeing Riaz coming to her again, Asha wailed, "Buussssssssss  aauurrrrr  nnaahhiiinnnnnnnnnnn,  mmainn phhaatt

jjaaoonnggoiiiiiiiiiiiiii". Riaz ignored her pleadings as he sat on the bed and roughly dragged Asha  on his lap, with her stomach down and buttocks facing him. Asha was perplexed at this, feeling his thick prick against her thighs and stomach. Riaz then started spanking her buttocks, with a flat hand. Spanking each buttock alternatively, hard and pausing in between to see it quiver."AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIII AAAAIII", Asha began wailing loudly, as Riaz continued to spank her hard. "muujjhhee  aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii kkyoonn mmarr aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiii rrahhee hhooooooooooooooo", wailed Asha as tears started rolling down with pain.Riaz noticed that her buttocks had become nice and pink as he continued spanking her. "Ashaji, aapko isliye mar raha hoon, ke, agar aapne mera interest late diya ya loan time pe nahin wapass kiya, thau main tumhe tumhare pati ke samne aise he maaroonga, samjhe Ashaji", he said while continuing spanking her, and at times now, brushing her open erect clit with his fingers.

 

Asha wailed in pain and saw Mr. Sharma looking at her. She suddenly felt her cunt juices begin to drip again and soon her wailing had turned to passionate moans. She felt deliciously wicked and humiliated as she saw Mr. Sharma staring at her while she began squirming and wriggling in pleasure.

 

"Saali ko isme bhi mazza aah rahha hai", said Riaz, looking at Mr.

Sharma.

 

"Lagta hai ke isse isjke pati nai bahut tadpaya hai", continued Riaz.

"aahhaahhhaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhcchhoodoo mujhheeeeee eeeeeeeeiiaaaaaaazzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzplleeasaseee hooddooooooo",

wailed Asha, itching for a strong powerful cock inside her.

 

Riaz now stopped spanking her and lifted her on his lap. Holding her painfully by her breasts, he guided his prick in, as she collapsed against him."Unnnnnnnnngggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh",

she gurgled at the familiar sensation of her cunt being stretched by

Riaz's cock. Riaz now clasped her buttocks, clenching them tightly as he began to bounce her on his prick."aaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiii uuunnnnnnnngghhhhhhhhhh hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhooooooooooo

oooooooooooooooooooooooooooo", Asha wailed as she felt pain by his grabbing her spanked buttocks and felt his prick almost tear at her cunt walls. In this position, his prick had penetrated her the maximum, and she felt pleasure at being fucked. Riaz kept biting at her swollen nipples and any part his mouth could make contact with, as he bounced her up and down on his ramrod."oohh aaaaiiiii ssaalllllllsssssssssssaaaaaaaaaaaaallaaaaaaaa ohhhhhhhhhhhcchhoo

ddooooooooooooaahhhhhhhhhhhhh cchhooddooooooooo", Asha was by now slobbering incoherently as she felt another series of orgasms wreck her body. She had no strength left and was leaning heavily against Riaz's chest as he continued to bounce her hard and fast. Asha was thoroughly spent and was longing for Riaz to cum, so that this battering of her cunt would stop. Considering that he had had a fucking session with that starlet Su***, this very afternoon, she was amazed at his staying power. Seeing the he was still not cumming, Asha began to wail loudly for him to stop."aahh bbbbbbbbbbbbbbaaassssssssssssssss bbbbbbbbbbaaaaaaaaassssssrr

iaazzzzzzzzzzzzaaaaaaaurrrnnaahhhhhhiinnn leeasaseeeeeeeee", she said as she slumped as a deadweight on him, begging him to stop."Maaiinn hhoossuunggiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii",

she wailed.Riaz now pushed her down and straddled her heaving and sweaty chest, guiding his glistening prick into her mouth. Though Asha had no strength left in her, she furiously began sucking him, wanting him to cum in her mouth, lest he again attack her aching cunt. Due to her expert ministration, Riaz soon came in her mouth. Asha was surprised at the quantity of semen, this man spurted as she was nearly choking. Riaz held her head tightly as he made her swallow all his cum. When finally he withdrew his limp prick, Asha was gasping for breath as semen was oozing down her lips. Riaz then proceeded to wipe himself with Asha's fallen saree and quickly dressed himself up, telling Sharma to drop this hot bitch home.