Adultery NEMESIS

[Neelkantha]

Part 117 – Chacha's Finger Does The Miracle

 

Pihu’s POV- I was standing in a corner of Salim Chacha's small tailor shop, my back against the wall. I had pulled my saree and petticoat up around my waist. Chacha sat on the floor, right under my pussy, fingering me with his rough finger, pushing it deep inside my delicate pussy. Chacha was now fucking me with his entire finger inside me. I somehow stood, my back against the shop wall, allowing chacha to finger me. All the while, I was making all sorts of noises. Chacha's rough finger had created such a burning sensation in my pussy that it felt like it was burning not just my pussy but my entire body. Unable to bear the burning, I couldn't help but moan. A deep moan escaped my throat, "Oh... Chacha..." was all I could manage to say. Before I could say anything more, Chacha did something that left me speechless. Chacha pulled his finger out of my pussy and replaced it with his face. His rough finger had already stirred my delicate pussy to a great extent. Now it was his face's turn. His mouth was ready to wreak havoc on my pussy. My pussy was already brimming with my own juices. And when Chacha removed his finger and placed his mouth inside my pussy, I felt like I was in heaven. I forgot the world. I forgot that I was standing half-naked in a tailor's shop. Sitting in front of me was a 65-year-old man. I even forgot that Chacha's son could return to the shop at any time. And I even forgot what he would think, seeing us both, especially me, in this state. I only felt Chacha's hot breath on my wet pussy. Chacha brought his mouth closer to my pussy and finally placed it on mine. I had one leg propped up on the stool, leaving my pussy wide open. This made it easier for Chacha to lick it. He parted my pussy petals with his two fingers and placed his tongue on it. Feeling his tongue on my wet pussy, I momentarily forgot myself. I didn't remember who I really was, what my name was, or why I had come here. I threw my head back, closed my eyes, and began breathing heavily. But Chacha showed no sign of haste. He knew his job well. He knew how to control a sex-crazed woman like me. And whatever was necessary to achieve that, Chacha was doing it all to me. And I was helplessly making him do all this. Chacha took out his tongue and ran it over my pussy. My pussy was releasing more juices than before. And he must have also tasted the salty juices oozing from my pussy. Chacha was repeatedly running his tongue from top to bottom along my pussy hole. And the next moment, he was moving his tongue from bottom to top in the same spot. He repeated this feat again and again. He would move it up once, and then bring it back down. In doing so, I didn't even realize when he had inserted his tongue into my pussy hole. When I felt his tongue inside my pussy, he was licking, scratching the inner walls of my pussy with his rough tongue. This increased the already burning sensation in my pussy, and my pussy started releasing even more juice. I grabbed his head with my hands and rubbed it hard on my pussy. When Bijan licks my pussy, I get a unique feeling. Because he shaves his beard and moustache every day. But Chacha's face was like a jungle of mustache and beard. And that beard and moustache were pricking my pussy, even my thighs, creating a burning sensation throughout my body. I felt a little uncomfortable because of his beard and moustache. But Chacha's pussy-sucking was so amazing that I was forced to forget my complaints about his beard and moustache. Forgetting everything, I started rubbing Chacha's face against my pussy. And at the same time, I started moaning, "Ohh...ahhh...umm...Chacha...are you...going to...kill me???...leave me...I can't...take it anymore...leave me…please…"

I was mumbling continuously, but none of this seemed to affect Chacha. He was single-mindedly carrying on with his work. His sole goal was to lick my pussy and make me cum. And he succeeded completely in this. I slowly inched closer to orgasm. Chacha, his tongue deep inside my pussy, was sucking and licking my pussy wildly. He was also sucking my clit. A tingling sensation ran through my entire body, and I couldn't contain myself. Holding Chacha's head against my pussy, I finally came, moaning loudly. "Oh... Chacha... I'm cumming... I'm cumming... I'm cumming... Chacha..." I closed my eyes, held Chacha's face against my pussy, and I continued to cum wildly over his face. I had no idea then, nor do I have any idea now how long I had orgasmed, or how much I had. All I remember was that I kept cumming. And kept cumming. As if there was no end of it ever. I would never stop cumming. All my energy was flowing out of my pussy in the form of juice. And for as long as I was cumming, I held chacha's mouth on my pussy. I kept cumming all over his face. But chacha didn't even try to remove his mouth from my pussy. He endured the torrent of my hot pussy juices on his face, giving me the opportunity to cum peacefully. After a long orgasm, I seemed to regain consciousness. All that time I had been holding chacha's head on my pussy. I slowly loosened my grip on his head, and he slowly removed his head from my pussy and stood up. I noticed that his face was covered in splashes of pussy juice. He smiled at my aroused face and said, "No matter how much you deny it, you're so hot and horny inside that you couldn't handle even an old man like me and you cum. Look at the state you've put me in. How will I go out with this face? What will people say when they see me in this state?" I laughed at his words. Then I took him in my arms and said lovingly, "Oh my old lover, if I can put you in this state, I can fix it too. Right? So should I fix it?" Chacha laughed and said, "Why ask for more goodness? You should definitely fix it." Hearing this, I brought his face closer to mine. I stuck out my tongue and began licking the splashes of my own pussy juice off his face. Then I ran my tongue over his rough lips. He understood what I was trying to do. He opened his mouth and welcomed my tongue inside his mouth. I put my tongue inside his mouth and placed it on his tongue. And then what. Chacha started sucking my tongue with his tongue. In this way, the salty taste of my pussy juice which was on his tongue till now, now started mixing on both our tongues. And I got to taste the taste of my own pussy juice on my tongue. When I was sucking and licking chacha's mouth by putting my tongue inside it, then I took one of my hands down and caught his cock from above his lungi (traditional wear for men).


Chacha removed his mouth from mine and said, "Will you keep standing there holding it like this? Just like I gave so much love to your pussy, you should also love my cock." I kept chacha's mouth on my boobs and said, "I will definitely do it, chacha." Saying this, I untied the knot of his lungi. And his lungi slid down to the ground. He was wearing underwear inside, but his underwear met the same fate as his lungi. In a moment, his underwear slid down and fell near his lungi at his feet. Now his erect cock was throbbing in my palm. Holding the erect cock of a 65-year-old man in my hand, I shuddered for a moment. Sensing this, the experienced chacha said, "What happened? Didn't you enjoy holding my old cock? And I'm also out of luck. I'm getting old now. I won't be able to give you proper satisfaction. If I had met you in my youth, I would have torn your pussy apart with my cock. In my youth, I've quenched the lust of so many horny women like you with my cock. But I have to admit, I've never met a woman like you in my lifetime. No matter how much I love you, it's never enough. Look at your boobs. They're so soft, yet so firm. No matter how much I squeeze, knead, suck, lick and bite them, I'm still not satisfied. I want to suck on your boobs all day long." With that, he started sucking my nipples again. And I took his cock in my palm and began to slowly caress it. I wasn't rushing at all. Because I knew that at his age, Chacha wouldn't be able to hold himself for long. And if I rushed, he would ejaculate quickly, which I didn't want at all. I felt like giving him the same pleasure he had given me by licking my pussy. So, I was caressing his cock lovingly while he sucked my boobs.


Chacha sucked my boobs one after the other and said, "I'm not enjoying it like this. You better come to my house, and I'll give you a lot of pleasure. My younger son, the one I was talking about, is quite handsome and young. He must be around your age, so he'll have a lot of energy than me. If you want, I can even let him fuck you." I was surprised to hear him. Chacha had already fucked me once. And now he wanted to invite me over to his house and fuck me himself, while also planning to get me fucked by his son. I caressed his cock and said, "I don't need to get fucked by your son. You're enough for me." After hearing this, Chacha remained silent. Perhaps he was a little disappointed that I had refused his plan to invite me over to his house and get me fucked by his own son. But he didn't say anything out loud. After stroking his cock for a while, Chacha's entire body convulsed, and he suddenly ejaculated into my hand. He didn't ejaculate much cum, but whatever he did ejaculate filled my palm. Seeing his cum on my palm, Chacha said, "I'm really getting older now. I can't hold myself back for long. I ejaculate quickly. But in my youth, I didn't ejaculate so quickly. I would fuck each woman for hours. The women who got fucked by me would be exhausted from getting fucked. But I never got tired of fucking them. Not a single drop of cum would come out of my cock for hours. And now, look, I ejaculated in just a few minutes." I consoled him, "Look at your age, Chacha. You can't hold yourself back any longer." Chacha picked up a cloth from the floor, wiping first his cock and then my palm, and said, "Yes, you're right." Then he changed into his underwear and lungi. I cleaned my pussy thoroughly with the cloth and put all my clothes back on. Then I asked him, "So, Chacha, when will you have my blouse stitched? I only have a month. I need it within that time. Will it be stitched and ready by then, Chacha?" After listening to me, Chacha thought for a while and said, "That's a tricky question for me. Tell me, when should I stitch your blouse for you? My shop is closed every Sunday. And I already have so much work that it will take me at least 10 to 12 days to finish it. Only after that can I stitch your blouse. It won't be possible before that." I said, "No problem. Just stitch my blouse after 10 or 12 days. I only need it in a month anyway." After that, he thought for a while and said to me, "Then do one thing. Come to my house a Sunday afternoon after 15 days. I'll have your blouse cut and sewn and ready by then. You pick it up from my house. I'll write my home address and phone number on the back of the bill receipt. Call me if you need any." I had no problem going to his house to get my blouse. But if he planned on having me do something with his son, that was an indeed problem for me. It was fine with Chacha, but I had no plans to have sex with his son either. So I told him, "Well, I don't mind going to your house, but you don't want to take advantage of this opportunity to have me hook up with your son, do you?" Hearing this, chacha laughed a little and said, "Don't worry at all. I never force anyone in my life to have sex with me or anyone else. I consider it a sin to force girls and women for having sex against their will. If you don't want to, I won't force you to have sex with my son. I don't force anyone into sex. She'll only do it if she wants to, otherwise not. Don't worry. Once you've refused to have sex with my son, I won't force you in any way. You can come to my house without any worries. He won't touch you unless you ask him to. I guarantee that." I thanked him, took his home address and phone number, and left the shop, telling him I'd go to his house on a Sunday afternoon after 15 days.


The days passed slowly. After 15 days, I suddenly remembered that it was Sunday, and I had to go to chacha's house to pick up my blouse. It was a Sunday, so Bijan was obviously at home. And being home on Saturdays and Sundays, his mind and heart are consumed by only one thing: sex. And sex alone. If he wanted, he could lie there all day with his cock inside my pussy. But I have household chores. So, since he'd been pestering me for sex since morning, I strictly instructed him that he couldn't do anything with me right now. He was a little disappointed, but he said he'd fuck me hard after lunch. I couldn't refuse him. How would he know that I had to go to chacha's house today to pick up my blouse? I didn't even tell him this. I don't know how he'd react after hearing this. After lunch, Bijan went to the bedroom straight to make arrangements for sex. After finishing my chores, I went to the bedroom and started taking out my saree, blouse, and petticoat from the closet. Seeing this, Bijan was a little surprised. He asked, "Why are you taking out your saree, darling?" I took off my maxi and put on my bra and panties. "Because I'm going out," I replied. Hearing this, Bijan sat up on the bed and said, "Where are you going at this hour?!" Putting on my blouse and petticoat, I said, "To Chacha's house. To get my blouse delivered." Bijan said, "And what am I going to do??" I replied, putting on my saree. "You can sleep for a while if you want. Or watch a movie on TV. Or even masturbate while watching porn on your laptop." Bijan said, "Please don't joke, darling. Do you have to go right now? You can leave after a while. Let me fuck you for a while. You've been telling me no since morning. I thought I'd fuck you hard all afternoon. And now you're saying you're going out somewhere. It's not fair at all." I laughed and said, "Don't act like a child, Bijan. I'm not leaving forever. I'll take my blouse and return home as soon as possible. I won't run away anywhere leaving you alone. After I get back home, you can fuck me all you want. I have to go now, so let me go." Hearing this, Bijan became a little disappointed. He said in a sad voice, "Okay. You come back. Then we'll fuck." Then I started applying my makeup. I didn't use heavy makeup. I just did a touch-up. I wore an gold necklace around my neck, gold earrings in my ears, a nose ring, and bangles on my hands. I styled my silky soft long hair into a big bun. I applied kajal (lampblack) to my eyes. And finally, I applied pink lipstick on my lips. I applied sindoor (vermilion( on my forehead. And also put a bindi (a dot at mid-forehead) of sindoor. And then after completing my makeup, I kissed Bijan on his cheek and said, “I will be back in some time. Then we will have a great fuck. Till then keep shaking your dick in my memories. Bye.” Saying this, I left my house alone to go to chacha's house. (Contd.)

 

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