Adultery Mansion (Completed)

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She felt he was lying because she had seen him convulse in orgasm, both hands on Ganga’s  breasts as he took his pleasure. This man was designed for pleasure she thought to herself. She shivered as she felt the heat of his flesh and a hint of dampness touched her heel as he flowed with pre-cum.  He kissed her stomach, her navel and now moved up to the lower line of the bra. As he kissed her, she felt bolts of heated pleasure rush up her spine. She just had to have this man.  "Oh, Mama. The dam of passion which I had restrained myself for so many days has really burst. I have to have you!" she confessed.  "Why did you restrain yourself my darling?" he asked as he feverishly nibbled at the nipples through the lace fabric of her bra.  "It was a mistake," she said, pulling up her bra without really undoing it.

Her breasts were now exposed to his marauding lips.  Sameer lost no time sucking in those conical projections and the nipples, seeming to drink from the breasts his son must have sucked so often since the marriage.  "Oh my god! You really know how to treat a woman. Take it my darling. Take my breasts! Suck them! Milk them dry! They are for you only," wailed Manga.  She leaned down and grabbed the monstrous cock while continuing to ensure Sameer access to her aching breasts. She laughed in delight as she felt the full import of that great weapon of his. She wanted that, needed that.  

Sameer opened his mouth as wide as he could and sucked in as much of her breast as he could. Then he toggled the nipples in his mouth. Manga wept tears of joy as she felt her pussy quake open with an orgasm induced by his tonguing her breasts. She bent her knees and her pussy gaped open as she felt it shudder to the tonguing at her breasts. She clutched his head tight as her pussy trembled in an intense if subdued orgasm. She shuddered and quivered with the intensity and clung to him hard. His hands roamed her back and squeezed her ass as his lips continued with their marauding.  

Manga allowed her weak knees to slowly let her body sink lower.  Sameer leaned back and stretched his legs out straight. Inevitably, they aligned to each other as she sank lower and lower. At the precise moment,  Sameer gripped his cock and held it at the correct angle to spear her. Her own hand joined his hand as she held the monster to control the invasion.  Wet as she was, she was still nervous about the ravaging plunge of his enormous cock. Slowly she allowed her hips to drop onto the two fists holding the cock ready. Manga now let go and hung on to his shoulders to control her fall.  And what a fall it was -- she speared his cock and sat down fully on her father-in-law, facing the entrance to the bathing area. She wanted to keep a lookout, but there was no way for her to hide what was happening, sitting as she was astride him as he sat on the low stool.  

Then pressing his shoulders down, she raised herself and pumped his cock, exercising her knees to provide the leverage she needed. It brought her breasts back to his face level allowing his lips and tongue to slather her breasts with his saliva as he frantically tried to catch a mound of flesh or her nipple into his mouth.  "Ah! Ah! Ah!" she went as each stab of his cock pleasured her cunt. She now had comparisons to make and her mind spun with memories of how her husband was inadequate compared to the man she was now riding. The muscle tone, the thickness of the cock, the power of the fucking and the sheer chemistry.  "Maaaaaaamaaaa!" she hissed in ecstasy. "Take me and mark me as yours!"  

The old man was beside himself with pleasure too. His young daughter-in-law was fucking him wildly, her wet pussy riding the head of his cock at several strokes every minute which crazed him.  His hands were on her back trying to control the flailing breasts so he could catch them. When that proved impossible, his hands slid lower, cupping her generous bottom and his fingers flirted with her anus and the lower reaches of her pussy. Soon his fingers were squelchy wet with the stream of fluids that were pouring out of both them. Using his fingers, he pried open her pussy wider and Manga found that too much to take. 



She lurched forward, her teeth digging into his shoulder; passion made her bite and deep red marks formed on his shoulder.  She lifted herself and adjusted her position. There! With that stroke his cockhead had caressed her clit. There again! Oh, yes! That was what she wanted! She tried to focus hard on not losing that position but the next fuck downward was squelchy wet and had no sensations to it. She quickly propped herself up and tried a different angle and -- Yes! Oh yes, that was it! The next few thrusts were on the spot and she shuddered as she came and Sameer felt a gush down his cock and balls as she spent like a man.   Sameer was now felt an animal rush of lust as he wanted to pound into her and fill her.

He knew that the two of them could fuck for eternity, but not in this very public place and not at this time of day.  He doesn’t mind the presence of his special guest.. Amar sitting and watching under the shade of a tree branch that is hiding the visibility of him Manga who wouldn’t have even imagined another man .. stranger .. is watching her virginity is being challenged by Mama..

Sameer however thought he would have to tame her and release himself all in quick time. He pulled her ass in over his cock and held her there luxuriating in the pulsating hot sheath of flesh gripping his cock.  

Then he leaned forward, making her lean back, her shoulder blades firmly in his large hands. Manga leaned back allowing her body and breasts to open out to him. Now the cunt swivelled on the cock and pulled the cock down from its natural upward pointing angle. His cockhead now touched the upper reaches of her cunt as the angle changed.  New areas were stroked and Manga gasped in her pleasure. Cupping her ass in his large powerful hands, Sameer now thrust his cock into her. Each thrust caused the stool on which he was seated to move, making a grating noise against the floor. The breasts jiggled and Sameer leaned forward to feast on them, now nibbling, now sucking.  Manga raised her legs fully and locked them around his back fully impaled on this rampaging beast. She was now leaning backward and rested her hands on the floor on either side of Sameer's outstretched legs.  



Sameer's hand came down to her lower stomach and stroke her flesh. She was damp there, just from the heat, the sweatiness and the humidity generated from the passion. Then he searched other the skirt for the point where his cock was plunging in and out. His thumb found her clit and the ball of his thumb rotated the clit mercilessly.  Manga sobbed as orgasm after orgasm ripped out of her pussy. She laughed and smiled through tears at Sameer as the powerful if illegitimate lust ran its course. But of course, she wanted to hold him to herself, and cling to those powerful arms and shoulders to feel belonged and totally dominated by him.  He leaned forward to kiss her stomach. The clothes on her were a nuisance but there was nothing to be done about it. They were in too much of a public place. He also was beginning to think about the consequences of being discovered in this situation with his daughter-in-law.  

But the biggest driver for his change in tempo was none of these. It was that the pleasure from the grinding, from the unusual angles of bodies and the cock and cunt, the pleasure from the female taking her pleasure were no longer enough for him. It was urgent for him to dominate and pound her pussy and to flood and fill her with a vigor she seemed to instinctively demand from him.  And so he leaned forward further, shifting the weight of his body on the stool firm reclining mode to being prone forward. He was now leaning over her, ready to assume the traditional man-fucks-woman position. As he did so the stool slipped and there was a huge clanging of vessels as pots were tossed aside and buckets hit.  

In the chaos, he slipped out of her causing the sexual shock of a sudden vacantness in her. He too gasped as his cock slid along her bare skin and he missed the hot caress of her pulsating flesh.  Urgently and quickly her hand reached between them and she grabbed his convulsing cock and guided it back to her waiting, bubbling snatch.  He sank in, now completely leaning over her. He looked in her eyes, bright, happy and radiant with lust. He kissed her open mouthed and wet and their tongues duelled with one another.  Sameer Reddy drove in deep and strong, with powerful strokes of his hips. He held Manga's hips in his hands as he pounded into her. Manga shook and shuddered as the entire depth of her sheath felt the rush of his hot penis and every bit of every stroke as he entered and left her with a definite rhythm.

She felt one more of the several orgasms well up within her and her nails dug into his shoulders as she clung on for the waves of pleasure that were due to ride her.  Her hips undulated; milking him and fucking him back as best as she could, even though she felt she was no match for the vigor with which he was pounding her. She felt water soak the back of her dress, the bulk of the skirts even as they were bunched up under her. Yet, she was not one to leave the fucking to him and she fucked back with all the strength she could muster. 



Despite having cum in torrents just a short while ago, the excitement of this encounter, its complete illegitimacy and the sizzling sexual energy of Manga had aroused him to a point where he was ready to burst forth once again.  He felt strong surges of semen emanate from his depths. He timed his thrust to be deeply embedded in her with his cock, the skin surely pulled back, the head swollen and large as a result, its mouth at her womb so that when the semen gushed forth, it flooded her deepest being.  Manga sobbed and sighed as she felt the warmth spread inside her. It was so soothing even as the frenzy of passion made her grind and thrust herself at him. It was as if she wanted to melt into him and that the two of them should fuse at the loins and the pleasure should never come to an end.  

He jerked, convulsed and came in huge surges. Each surge was timed to a deep thrust into her. And he held himself there till his cock needed one more stroke to release the next surge of cum.  The timing of his thrusting and release was exquisite and she felt so completed and so fulfilled by the shared orgasm.  Her hips shuddered and pounded in decreasing intensity as her orgasm swept through her and every pore in her body felt as if it were sexual. Her body was humming all over as if the orgasm had occurred not in her pussy but in every cell in her body.  They pushed against each other on that wet floor there, squirming, squeezing and groping. Orgasms subsided and gave way to long lingering caresses.

But the subsidence of orgasm also brought back a flood of realization that they were in a vulnerable position. Manga gently pushed at his shoulder, as Sameer grew drowsy with the release and the combined effect of his long massage and the exertions.  He grunted as she tried to rouse him. As his body relaxed his weight came to rest on her and moving him became ever more difficult for her.  She tousled his hair and stroked his ass but this only led him to a gentle snore. Manga panicked and shook him more vigorously now. This roused Sameer and he heaved himself up on his elbows and looked at the woman pinned under him, resplendent in the afterglow of her sexual release her breasts now becalmed and in a state of repose.  As she pushed him further, he lifted himself off; his penis slid out of her, no longer erect and hard but still heavy and full.

It seemed he would remain in a permanent state of arousal over his young woman. The cock was still seeping fluid and had not shrunk as it usually might.  Manga gathered herself, trying to smooth her clothes as best as she could. But the truth could not be hidden, she was wet and the patches betrayed she had been lying on the floor. Patches of wetness between her legs marked the places where  Sameer's copious discharges had overflowed. Her blouse was open and her bra askew.  She reddened in embarrassment at this sight of her own self. It was amazing how lust caused shameless abandon and how clear everything looked when the passion had receded.

She hurriedly did only three of the five hooks on her blouse and covered herself as best as she could with her pallu, as  Sameer looked on with satisfaction at his handiwork.  "Welcome home," he said to her, as she regained her composure for the rapid walk back to her bedroom. She had just over a half hour to appear tidy and composed before her husband returned home and she knew she needed that time.  As she headed up, carefully avoiding encounters with anyone, especially her mother-in-law, Manga realised that she was caught in an inescapable cycle of lust driven by the chemistry between Sameer and herself.  With that thought, she returned to the sanctuary of her bedroom.