Adultery Erotic Short and Long Stories by smitanair_999

[Ramesh_Rocky]

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A JAM OF TARTS
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12

THE OFFICE COMERS
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Sonali felt horny. She sighed and pushed the papers away. She looked around. The office was largely deserted with most of the staff in Court or elsewhere. Only one peon, Vinod, was still in the office. He sat in a chair at the far end of the office, his
head bent, kicking his legs idly back and forth.

"Vinod!" she called.

He looked up with a grin and got to his feet. He was very good-looking. Not tall, but handsome, with a fine, slightly hooked nose, a firm mouth and chin, thick, curly hair, laughing eyes. His body was lean and hard and sexy. Under her own tutelage, he had learned to use it well with women.

She looked lovely, dressed in a white *khadi* cotton *salvar-khameez*, with a high mandarin collar and designed yoke, her hair loose, sweeping in a delectable wave over her pretty face. Her firm breasts jutted out against the contoured cloth. Her eyes were lightly lined with *kajal*, and she had applied just a trace of lipstick. He noticed, grinning, that she didn't have bra on: he could see her stubby nipples and the dark shadow of her aureoles.

She smiled gently, leaning back in the chair, tilting it on his swivel hinge, thrusting her chest out even further and lifting her hands to sweep her hair off her neck. Her breasts thrust out, and the buttons of the *kurta* parted in bowed loops, showing him her breasts.

"Yes? What can I do for you, madam?" he queried slyly. "*Kyaseva karoon*?"

She giggled. "You need to ask? *Puchna padega*?"

He chuckled, his eyes bright and warm, and she stretched her arms out to him. He bent his head and they kissed slowly and his tongue slid between her warm, moist lips and explored her mouth. Her arms wound about his shoulders and she caressed his strong back sexily. He smelled musky and sweaty and sexy. He cupped her breasts and fondled them gently, and instantly her nipples shot out stiff and hard in his palms.

"Come on ... let's go in," she said huskily.

They went into the special chamber Rajeev had fixed up for just this purpose. It was soundproofed and furnished with comfortable chairs and a sofa, and large, well-sprung double-bed. It also carried closed-circuit television with the master monitor on Rajeev's desk so that he could watch the goings-on, and video equipment for filming the action.

The video camera was automatically operated. It had sophisticated, customised computer controls, with sonar and infrared sensors to locate the source of the action. It automatically filmed all sexual acts within the room.

Vinod locked the door behind them, and the video whirred quietly to life. He turned to find that Sonali had already unbuttoned her *kurta* and was struggling out of it. He watched her, grinning hugely, unbuttoning his shirt and drawing it off. His body was lean and hairless, smooth-skinned, the chest well-defined and hard. He unzipped his jeans with a loud *krrrik* and dropped them. His cock was big, long and thick, still limp. Sonali smiled as he began to masturbate.

"Wait for me," she said. "I want to do that."

She dropped her *salvar*. She had nothing on beneath that either, and her cunt-fuzz tempted him. Like all the women here, it was trimmed to sparseness, her cunt-lips clear. Her breasts looked swollen. There was thin gold chain with a delicate pearl in sepal pendant around her neck.

She tossed her hair and her breasts jiggled temptingly. He took her in his arms and they kissed hungrily, their tongues in each other's mouths. She caressed his cock eagerly and he fondled her breasts and felt them grow warm and hard in his palms, the nipples shooting out rock-hard. Their bodies squirmed hotly, and she was panting as they moved to the bed.

"Vinod," she gasped, "let me suck your cock. *Mujhechoosnede*."

She turned on her back and he grinned and knelt over her face with his head bent, watching her. She took his penis in her fist, rolled back the foreskin and, arching her head, parting her pretty lips, took his cock in her mouth and began to suck it. He gasped as her electric tongue flickered over his cock-head. She moaned in her throat, and sucked harder. Her head rose and fell between his legs. Her mouth was incredible on his cock -- warm and inviting, sucking him avidly, moving back and forth. Vinod felt the fires roiling in his balls as she drew him deep into her throat, his pubic hair against her lips.

She caressed her face with his cock, her eyes hooded in lust, moaning softly. He chuckled at the sight. She sucked his cock again, and now she held his buttocks and pulled him down deeper into her hungry mouth. He fucked her face eagerly, his buttocks rising and falling, the erect, hot, throbbing cock glistening as it slid in and out of her mouth. He squeezed her breasts and found them hard and hot. Her legs jerked wide, her knees rising in flagrantly obscene invitation to his mouth and fingers.

She stopped sucking his cock for a minute, to moan, "Vinod ... lick my cunt! *Chaatmujhe*!"

He laughed and bent over her, thrusting his face between her forked thighs as he continued to fuck her mouth. Her cunt was already wet and he pulled her cunt-lips open and roughly jammed his tongue into the soft flesh within. Sonali gasped and her hips jerked up hard at his face.

He chuckled and began to tongue-fuck her, thrusting his thick tongue in and out of her cunt, flicking at her gorged clitoris. His buttocks pumped steadily over her face and she sucked and licked the peon's penis with mounting excitement. He twisted two fingers into her cunt as he licked it and she gasped and writhed in delight under him.

Sonali pumped his penis in her fist as she worked it cleverly with her tongue and lips and teeth, sucking hungrily. His tongue darted in and out of her sodden cunt-flesh.

Their bodies writhed and bucked in the sixty-nine. She moaned lasciviously, deep in her throat, as his cock sputtered pre-cum gunk into her mouth. His tongue was wonderful in her cunt, thick and heavy and he moved his fingers deftly so that she was soon careening toward an orgasm.

The peon sensed her climax approaching, and he stopped and rose and moved around to kneel between her splayed thighs, his cock in his hand. She arched her hips and back, offering him her cunt, and, with a loud chuckle, he squeezed his cock lowly into her cunt.

Sonali gasped and arched hard beneath him, squeezing her gorged breasts, her face screwed up in lust as the randy young peon began to fuck her. Sonali moaned ecstatically as his big cock ploughed into her cunt.

"Ohhhhh baby yes ... ohhhh uhhhh ohhhhh uhhh Ohhhh uhh OHHH uhhh OHHHH uhhhh," she moaned, "OHHHH yes uhhh OHHH god yes ..."

Vinod watched her face spasm with pleasure and he kept up a steady rhythm, stroking his penis in and out of her cunt. He moved steadily for several minutes, his hips swinging rhythmically, his buttocks flexing and unflexing, then abruptly hit a rapid ram-fucking stroke, only to slow again. Sonali went wild with delight.

She arched steeply under him, clenching his shoulders as he hammered at her heaving body. When he slowed, she moaned, and caressed his shaft and balls. Her legs rose, and the video camera filmed his huge cock stroking smoothly and steadily in and out of her cunt. Then it snapped to a long shot of their groins slapping and grinding together.

The gold chain with its pearl pendant slithered and swung back and forth on her chest, and Vinod arched his head, panting and gasping at the heat of her cunt as she arched and bucked with him, her cunt sucking on his cock like a vice.

"OHHH yes ohhh yes yes yes ..." she moaned, "Take me ... ohhhh god yes ... fuck me baby ... OHHHHH yes ... *Lelemujhe*, Vinod! *Chodhmujhe*!"

The peon's lean body shone with sweat now as he squeezed his cock in and out of Sonali's taut cunt-channel. His body was angled over hers, and he rested his hands on her breasts, crushing them under his weight as he hammered his hips at her buttocks.

Sonali gasped and her legs rose higher to hook over his shoulders, and the
camera automatically zoomed in to a close-up of her buttocks curved up and lobed open and his cock hammering rapidly back and forth, up and down, in and out. After several minutes, the camera snapped to her lust-ridden face and the mikes picked up her moans and panting gasps.

She looked lovely, the slightly curved nose with the nostrils dilated, the deep brown eyes glassy, hooded, the perfect teeth bared as her lips drew back in a loud, ululating moan of lust. The loveliness of her face was accentuated by the delicate beauty spots and marks on one cheek, the attractive little scar beside her left eye.

"Ohhhh yes ... yes ... fuck me ... fuck me hard, Vinod," Sonali murmured. "*Jorsechodh*, Vinod! *Jorsechodh*!"

Her body rolled up onto the small of her back with his thrusts, curling under him as her cries rose excitedly.

Vinod slid out of her and flipped her over. On her forearms and knees, Sonali immediately thrust her buttocks up at him, her fine hair sweeping in a lovely curtain over her face, her head turned to one side. The peon thrust his cock into her cunt hard and she gasped and lurched forward. He fucked her rapidly, ramming his cock rapidly in and out of her cunt.

Sonali's body jerked and rocked under his, her back bending and curving, her buttocks swinging and rolling from side to side as Vinod's big penis crammed itself into her moist, hot, taut channel.

He held her waist and skewered her cunt hard and deep. His muscles rippled and his body streamed with sweat. He flung his head back and gasped, jerking and slamming his hips at hers. The video camera zoomed into a close-up of his cock going into her cunt.

Dark and ridged with angry veins, it glistened and throbbed visibly as it stroked in and out of her flesh. It went in deep, came out six or seven inches with each stroke, then plunged in savagely again.

"Ohhh uhhh OHHHHH uhh ohh Vinod *hanhhh* uhhhh *HANhhhh* uhhh *Hanhhh* uhh OHHHHh Vinodvinodvinod*HANHHHhhh*," Sonali cried.

Her perfect, pearly teeth were bared in a rictus of lust and her face was beautiful with passion as she jerked and lurched beneath the peon. Her hair swung back and forth and so did the gold and pearl chain around her neck. Her swollen breasts jiggled, the nipples.

"C'mon whore c'mon ... *chulrundichul* take it *lele* ... take my cock, bitch ... *lelemerelundko*, *kutti*! OHHHH uhh *Hanhhh* uhhhh *hanhhhh* ..." Vinod gasped in return.

His face was flushed, and he was panting, his nostrils flared. He bent to squeeze her turgid breasts as he ground his loins against her buttocks. Sonali moaned her joy. She arched hard, and thrust her buttocks up higher, grinding against his loins.

She rose on her toes, bent over like a hairpin, and Vinod gasped, bending over her, giving the video camera a splendid shot of his puckered anus splayed wide open even as his cock jerked furiously in and out, in and out of her cunt. Thrust up high under his hips, her buttocks shook and trembled under him as she orgasmed.

She fell to her knees again as it cascaded over her. She dug her hand between her
legs to cup his balls, squeezing them and he gripped her swinging breasts hard. Her face jerked up, a vision of lust, the eyes closed, the lips parted in a wide 'O' of pure, greedy, hungry lust.

Vinod skewered her cunt, driving in deep, with a shuddering moan that rang in her ears. His head arched back and gasping, flushed, as her cunt clamped and sucked hard on his cock, drawing him deeper into her, till he could hold back no longer. He rammed and thrust and spiralled into her repeatedly, crying out in sheer joy as he came, releasing a copious flood of hot seed into her sticky slit.


Sonali's body rippled with lust. The performance she had just seen in the special suite for lectual activities in Rajeev's office had her hankering for a man. The orgy in the suite was still going on. It was a Friday evening, so everyone indulged themselves.