Adultery The Forbidden Relief – My Wife's Secret

[doodhwale_bhaiya]

Chandigarh Blues
 
Simran bit her lower lip hard, her teeth sinking into the soft flesh. Then she slowly ran her tongue over her upper lip, all wet and lazy, like she was still craving something she hadn’t even tasted properly yet. Her eyes were glassy, half-closed, still floating from everything that had just happened.
 
Bhola came back holding a glass of water.
 
“Bhabhi… paani.”
 
She drank it in big gulps. After she finished, Bhola took the empty glass and went to the kitchen to get the honey-oil mixture he had prepared.
 
Simran sank back into the sofa, totally drained but in the nicest way. Her body felt loose and heavy, like all the tension she had been carrying for days had finally been squeezed out. Her breasts were still tingling, lighter now, nipples all puffy and sensitive after the rough treatment. She didn’t even bother pulling her nightie down. It stayed bunched up around her waist, and her black lace panties were completely soaked, clinging to her swollen pussy lips like they were glued on.
 
Bhola returned from the kitchen with a small steel bowl. Inside was honey mixed with that special oil he had made — the one with ashwagandha powder that heats the blood and makes every touch feel stronger. No ice in the fridge because of the long power cut, so he had crushed lots of mint into the oil. It gave a sharp, cool sensation without making anything numb.
 
He knelt down between her legs again, bowl in one hand.
 
“Bhabhi… yeh lagane se araam milega. Thoda cool rahega, dheere se karunga.”
("Bhabhi... applying this will feel soothing. It will be a little cool, I will do it slowly.")
 
Simran didn’t even open her eyes. She just gave one small, tired nod.
 
Bhola dipped two fingers into the thick golden mixture. It was sticky and smelled of honey, earth, and fresh mint. He started from just below her right breast and slowly dragged his fingers upward. The oil made her skin shine instantly in the lantern light. At first it felt cool, then it started warming up, the mint tingling on her tender, swollen flesh.
 
She let out a soft gasp. 
“Mmm…”
 
He kept rubbing it in, slow circles under her breast, then along the side, spreading the slick honey-oil everywhere. Her boob started gleaming, all shiny and wet-looking. The cool tingle was spreading, making her skin tighter and more sensitive at the same time. Her nipple stayed hard, still untouched, but just the feeling around it was enough to make her breathe faster.
 
Bhola took his time. His fingers moved higher, gliding over the full curve of her breast, still avoiding the nipple like he was saving it. Every stroke left her skin glistening and slippery. The mint was soothing the soreness from earlier but also waking up every single nerve.
 
Simran moaned again, longer this time. 
“Aaahhh…”
 
Her head fell back against the sofa. Eyes still closed. Her thighs slowly opened wider on their own, knees falling apart. The black lace of her panties stretched tight over her mound, the wet fabric clearly showing every swollen fold underneath.
 
Bhola shifted forward on his knees, fitting himself nicely between her spread thighs. His fingers kept moving in slow, slippery circles over her shiny breast. The honey-oil was dripping down in thin golden trails along her ribs, making a small wet mess where her nightie was bunched at the waist.
 
Simran moaned again, longer and deeper this time. "Mmmphhh… aaahhh…"
 
The cool mint was making her skin tingle like crazy. Her nipples had become rock hard, and fresh drops of milk were starting to bead at the tips. Every single stroke of his fingers was sending little shocks straight down to her clit. Her pussy kept clenching around nothing, leaking more and more into the already drenched lace.
Bhola stayed quiet and focused, just rubbing and spreading the oil properly, while Simran’s body kept reacting on its own. Her thighs trembled and fell open even wider. Her hips lifted up a little, like they had a mind of their own and were begging for more.
 
The lantern light was hitting her oiled breast perfectly, making it glow all wet and slick.