Adultery The Forbidden Relief – My Wife's Secret

[doodhwale_bhaiya]

Shikha lay completely nude beneath Arjun, skin flushed and glistening, thighs spread wide as he hovered over her—his vest finally discarded, body as naked as hers, muscles taut and sweat-slick under the dim bedroom light. His stamina remained untested, the Viagra holding him steady, cock buried deep inside her slick heat.
 
He continued the long, deliberate strokes—slow withdrawal until only the head remained, then a smooth, deep glide back in—watching her pussy lips stretch and cling to his shaft with every motion. He switched his mouth to her other breast, lips sealing around the stiff right nipple, tongue swirling in wet circles before sucking hard.
 
Preeti, unable to stay on the sidelines any longer, leaned in from the side—her sheer black lace babydoll riding up her thighs—and latched onto Shikha’s left breast. Her mouth was hot and insistent, tongue flickering rapidly over the dark, swollen nipple—quick, teasing lashes that made Shikha’s body jerk.
 
Arjun caught the rhythm immediately. He mirrored Preeti—tongue flickering wildly over the right nipple in perfect sync, both mouths torturing her sensitive peaks with relentless, fluttering strokes.
 
Shikha screamed—raw, unrestrained— “AAAAAHHHH… OH FUCK… AAAAHHHH!” Her body convulsed, shivers ripping through her like a violent virus, back arching off the bed as the orgasm crashed over her in brutal waves. Her pussy clamped down hard around Arjun’s cock, spasming wildly, juices flooding out to coat his shaft and drip down his balls.
 
Both kept at it—Preeti and Arjun sucking and flickering without mercy, tongues lashing the nipples in frantic rhythm while Arjun maintained his long, deep thrusts—slow but powerful, driving into her quivering core.
 
“Aaahhh… aaaahhh… stop… I can’t… aaaahhh!” Shikha cried, but her hands clutched their heads closer, body betraying her words as the orgasm stretched on—five full minutes of shaking, screaming ecstasy.
 
Finally, as her breaths began to steady, Arjun pulled out briefly—cock glistening with her cream—and flipped her over without a word, hands rough on her hips. Shikha landed on all fours, ass high, face buried in the pillow. Preeti and Shikha exchanged a quick, wide-eyed glance—realizing what had happened—but it was too late to protest. Arjun was already behind her, gripping her lush ass cheeks, spreading them wide to watch his cock slide back into her soaked pussy.
 
He fucked her doggy now—long, deep strokes at first, mesmerized by the sight: his shaft disappearing between her folds, pulling out shiny and wet, her ass rippling with every impact. Preeti moved to Shikha’s front, but Shikha reached for her first—pulling her into a desperate, open-mouthed kiss, tongues tangling as Arjun pounded steadily behind.
 
The rhythm built. Arjun felt the pressure rising—too long, too intense. He gripped her hips harder, thrusts speeding—faster, faster—wet slaps echoing louder, his grunts mixing with Shikha’s rising cries.
 
“Unnghh… unnghh… aaahhh…” Shikha’s grunts turned animalistic, muffled against Preeti’s lips, her pussy clenching tighter with every rapid stroke.
 
Within five minutes—hundreds of relentless thrusts—Arjun’s control snapped. He pushed Shikha’s head down into the pillow, yanking her ass higher, and slammed deep one final time.
 
“Fuuuck… take it… aaaahhh!” he roared, cock pulsing as he erupted—thick, hot ropes of cum flooding her depths, depositing as deep as possible, hips grinding to force every drop inside.
 
Shikha shuddered with a final “Aaaahhh… yes…” her body collapsing forward.
 
Arjun followed, spent, rolling to the side—cock softening, slick with their combined release.
 
Preeti moved quickly—pulling the bedsheet over Shikha’s trembling body, then sliding a pillow under her hips to elevate her stomach, ensuring the sperm stayed deep, gravity doing its work.
 
The room fell quiet except for heavy breathing—three bodies tangled in the aftermath, the air thick with sex and the weight of what they’d just done.