Adultery Erotic Short and Long Stories by smitanair_999

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Her back arches and her hips lurch. Hasmukh's tongue flickers in her cunt, probes, slides in and out, whips this way and that. He pushes a finger into her cunt, then another and begins to masturbate her even as he continues licking her slit. Sunnu cries out, her head snapping to one side, her eyes closed. She holds his head and moves it round and round between her thighs. Her hips heave and buck under his face. Her moans and loud and obscene.

"Yes! Oh ma uh oh god yes! Lick me! Lick my slit! *Chaat* *mujhe*! *Chaat* *mere* *chuth* *ko*!" she cries.

Hasmukh tongue-fucks her relentlessly as his wife watches, getting steadily hornier by the second. On the bed, Sunnu's body writhes and thrashes. She squeezes her breasts in a frenzy, lifting and crushing them hard. She grips her head to her crotch. As Nalini watches, she gropes for the aphrodisiac. She snaps a vial under her nose, pops several capsules and instantly orgasms. She shudders and gasps, and her back snaps taut in steep bow. Her groins jerks up at his face and twitches violently. Hasmukh lifts his head and thrusts four fingers deep into her cunt and masturbates her furiously. She cries out in joy.

At last, gasping and whimpering, she subsides. Hasmukh moves up over her and her legs fork wide on either side of his hips. She spreads her cunt-lips open for his cock with one hand, the other on his penis, guiding him into her.

"Fuck me," she groans. "Fuck me ... *Chodh* *mujhe* ."

"*Kyon*, *bahut* *khujli* *hain* *kya*?" he teases her. "Your cunt's burning, eh?

"*Hanh*," she replies. "*Hanh*, *hain*. *Tere* *lund* *ke* *liye*. Yes ... it is ... for your cock!"

Hasmukh pauses with his cock at her cunt-lips. Nalini watches as he flexes his buttocks slowly and squeezes his cock into her cunt. She gasps and sinks her teeth into the powerful pads of muscle in his shoulders. He winces and forces her face to his and kisses her roughly. His hips dip and his cock sinks inexorably into her cunt, going in deep.

Sunnu murmurs softly, writhing in pleasure under her servant-lover. Her legs split further open and her feet climb the backs of his thighs. She clenches his buttocks, pinning his cock in her cunt.

"Mmm ... yes ... Ohhh yes ... oh god yes ... that's so good ... fuck me loverboy ... fuck me hard ... ohh yeh ... god, 1 love your cock in my cunt ..." He cannot understand her words, spoken in English, but her meaning is plain.

"*Ab teri chuth aisi marunga, aisi marunga rahnd, dekti rehna*!" he growls. "Now I'm gonna fuck your slit so hard, so fucking hard, bitch ... just watch!"

Hasmukh begins to fuck her. His hips rise and fall and swing back and forth. His cock strokes steadily in and out of her cunt. Nalini can see the dark shaft appearing and disappearing into Sunnu's slit. His balls press against her cunt-lips with each downthrust. His cock glisten with their coital juices.

Sunnu grips his head and kisses him hungrily. Her hands slide down his strong body, caressing the matted torso and she clenches his lean hips. He spreads his legs and levers her thighs wider apart. He plunges into her hard now and chuckles as she cries out and arches in shock under him, her cunt jerking up to his groin.

"Take it you whore," he grunts obscenely in the vernacular. "Take my cock you fuckin' bitch ... c'mon slut ... take it ... yeh ... that's it ... take it, you fuckin' slut, take it! *Lele* *rundi*! *Le* *mere* *lavde* *ko*, *saali* *rahnd*! *Chul*! *Le*!"

Their bodies slap together as they move faster and faster. Now his cock is slamming and reaming hard and deep into her cunt. Each thrust makes her gasp and jerk under him. He moves faster and her body rocks under his thrusts, her breasts bouncing. Her long neck arches, her face tilts, her eyes close. Her mouth is open and she moans and gasps, baring her perfect teeth in a rictus of lust. Her body jerks and snaps and the bed rocks and bounces on its strong springs. Her feet lock behind his pumping buttocks.

Moving faster, he rises on powerful outstretched arms, his body angled over hers. His buttocks pump and piston rapidly now. His hairy torso is covered in a film of sweat. He flings his head back and grunts loud obscenities and rolls his hips and skewers her from all angles. She claws at him, digging into the thickly muscled arms. His big, thick, long cock gleams and glistens as it strokes in and out of her cunt, emerging and disappearing from its sodden folds. Her cries are shrill and eager.

"OHHHHHHHH uhhhh OHhhh Hasmukh-Hasmukh-Hasmukh uhhhhh hanh uhhh hanh uhhhh Ohmauhhh hanh uhhh ahhhhh!" Sunnu cries.

"*Chul* ... *chul* *rundi* *chul* ... *hanh*! *Chul* *le *... *hanh* *le* *mere* *lund* *ko* ... C'mon, whore ... take it! Take my cock! *Hanh* uhhh ohhhhh uhhh *hanh*!" he responds.

Moving furiously now, panting and gasping, his cock ramming and thrusting deeply in and out, his buttocks flexing and unflexing, he fucks her savagely. Her cunt lurches up and down under him. Her face is even more beautiful in animal lust. Her nostrils are flared and she moans and pants loudly. Her body arches and lurches beneath him and her swollen breasts jiggle and bounce. She crushes them in her hands in a frenzy of excitement and moans feverishly.

"Oh fuck yes ... fuck me Hasmukh ... yes ... come on, you motherfucker ... fuck my cunt ... ohhh god yes ... shove your cock into my slit baby ... take me take me like a whore, lover! Do it! *Chul* *madarchuth* ... *chodh* *mujhe*! *Jorse* *chodh*! *Rundi* *jaisi* *chodh*!"

Hasmukh pauses and rears upright on his knees. Holding her waist and buttocks, he lifts her hips high and rams her cunt down hard onto his cock. Flinging his head back, his belly sucked in with the strain, he continues to fuck her with rapid, pistoning, trip-hammer thrusts, his buttocks and hips slamming back and forth with an erotic snapping motion. Sunnu's body is arched and angled away from his. Her shoulders are on the bed, her hips high in the air, her head flung back.

Her breasts jerk and jiggle violently under his thrusts as he ram-fucks her faster and faster and faster. Sunnu's face contorts with lust and she stretches her hands to her groin, her breasts squeezing between her arms, and claws her cunt-lips open. He jerks his hips back and forth. The thin gold chain around her neck is looped tight against her throat. Sweat splinters off their bodies.

The sight arouses Nalini immeasurably and she feels a hot flush spread over her body, a sudden gushing between her legs. She wants to fuck. She wishes Sunnu's husband, Gautam, was here. He has the body of a god and is the greatest lover she has ever known. Unfortunately, he is out of town. She must find herself another. In this house that will not be a problem.

On the bed, Sunnu and Hasmukh have changed position. Now Sunnu is on her front, on her forearms and knees, her buttocks thrust back at him. Hasmukh kneels behind her and presses his cock between the lobes of her buttocks.

"Want it in your ass, bitch?" he snarls. 'Want me to fuck your butt? *Gaand* *mein* *chahiye*?"

"Later," she gasps. "First fuck my cunt ..."

Nalini watches her husband take his throbbing penis in his hand and squeeze it quickly between the creamy lobes of her buttocks into her cunt. He gasps and she moans and jerks forward as his cock sears into her. Nalini knows how good it feels. His hands on Sunnu's hips, Hasmukh begins to move again, now in a measured, rhythmic tempo.

Nalini stares at the sight of his cock pistoning steadily in and out of her mistress' cunt, appearing and disappearing, her husband's balls slapping at her buttocks. She is deeply aroused. Her cunt is already wet and her breasts feel heavy and turgid and her nipples are hard. She slips out of the room to find herself a lover.

She returns to the living room and hurries to the kitchen. The servants' quarters are beyond. She knows that Babu and Gopal and Rajashree and Suman will be there. In the foyer of the three-room suite, she notices the broad tiled staircase that zigzags up to the overhead terrace. She knows that there are water tanks on the terrace that feed the house and pool. She mounts the stairs quickly, her bangles and anklets tinkling softly.

She is in luck. Wasim is still asleep. He is a new recruit to the stables of Gautam's sex empire. Ostensibly a servant, he is here for the final test of sexual prowess. She knows that he has done well through the earlier, elimination rounds. Nalini herself has seen him in action, servicing Suman and Rajashree and Falu over the past few days. To get this far, he must have been pronounced satisfactory by most of the other woman on the circuit: Harsha, Hansa, Dipti, Susan, Smita, Kuntal, Priyam, Nisha, Shobha, Rajashri, Neha.

Here, he will finally get to fuck Sunnu. If he sates her, he will join the stud farm. Then he will be given roles in films, will perform on stage and pose for stills and service clients at the Hotel Apistia, the five-star luxury deluxe 'whoretel' owned by Gautam through his international conglomerate, Hedon & Venery. They pay exceptionally well, and the fucking is superlative. Nalini has first-hand experience: for the last couple of years, she has been on the circuit herself, after she was graduated from Hedon & Venery's swallow college.

Wasim is a handsome man, dark and tall, exceedingly well-built. His face is slightly rounded, but handsome, clean-shaven and firm-chinned. He has a strong nose and a full, sensual mouth. His eyes are set wide and deep and his hair is thick and swept back, the forehead broad and high. His body is attractive. His shoulders are broad, the chest deep and curved, the belly hard and flat. The hips are high and narrow, the buttocks firm, the legs and arms long and thick with muscle. His torso is a sharp V, the chest cleanly, clearly defined by its musculature.

It is totally devoid of hair; even his armpits are depilated. His nipples are short and stiff in small, dark aureoles. He sleeps on his back on a narrow pallet on the floor, the covers flung back around his knees. There is a thick bulge between his legs. He is clad only in a pair of loose shorts and nothing else.