Adultery The Forbidden Relief – My Wife's Secret

[doodhwale_bhaiya]

But then he pulled his hips back slightly, moving the fat head just out of reach.
 
Simran tried to lean forward to catch it with her mouth, but her hands were pinned firmly against the wall above her head. She couldn’t move forward more than a few centimeters. The thick, veiny cock swayed teasingly just in front of her face; so close, yet just out of reach.
 
The scene was incredibly erotic.
 
A super busty, milky-white-skinned, thick-but-fit married woman completely naked on her servant’s bed, her arms held high above her head, forcing her heavy breasts to thrust forward. Her mouth open, tongue out, desperately trying to reach the huge, mammoth cock of her servant who stood naked on the bed in front of her. Thick precum was clearly visible, dripping from the fat head.
 
Simran whimpered.
 
“Bhola… please… mujhe chaatne do… mujhe tumhare maal ka swaad lena hai…”
“Bhola… please… let me lick it… I want to taste that white liquid…”
 
Bhola smiled down at her.
 
“Bhabhi… apna muh kholo.”
“Bhabhi… open your mouth.”
 
Simran obeyed instantly, opening her mouth wide and sticking her tongue out.
 
Bhola moved forward and shoved the fat, precum-coated head straight into her mouth. Simran moaned loudly as she tasted the thick, salty-sweet precum.
 
“Ummmmmmhh… wow… so tasty…”
 
Ravi would have cum in his pants if he had seen this scene; his beautiful wife, hands pinned above her head, completely naked, eagerly sucking her servant’s massive cock on his bed.
 
Bhola started moving his hips, slowly fucking her mouth; sliding the thick head in and out between her stretched lips. Simran moaned around the girth, her tongue working the underside.
 
Then he suddenly stopped, pulling back so the cock was right in front of her face again.
 
Simran didn’t waste the opportunity. She leaned forward as much as she could and started licking from the base all the way up to the tip with long, wet strokes.
 
“Ummmm… slurp… mmmphhh…”
 
Bhola shivered.
 
Simran was getting tired. Her arms were starting to ache from being held up. Bhola sensed it and finally released her wrists.
 
She immediately collapsed back onto the bed, breathing hard.
 
Bhola climbed over her and positioned his massive cock right in front of her face again. Simran opened her mouth without hesitation and took the head back inside.
 
Within seconds, Bhola started cumming.
 
Wave after thick wave of hot, creamy cum flooded her mouth. Simran tried her best to keep up, swallowing as fast as she could, but it was too much. Thick ropes of cum filled her mouth completely, some spilling from the corners of her lips and running down her chin onto her neck and breasts.
 
“Ammmmm… gluck… mmmphhh… gluck…”
 
Bhola groaned loudly as he emptied his heavy balls straight into her willing mouth for the second time that afternoon.
 
When he finally finished, he pulled his cock out. A thick string of cum connected her lips to his cockhead before breaking.
 
Simran lay there panting, cum leaking from the sides of her mouth, her face and tits messy. Bhola collapsed beside her on the bed, both of them completely spent.
 
Bhola slowly got up from the bed, his massive, spent cock hanging heavy and glistening between his legs. He looked down at Simran, who was lying there completely wrecked; eyes half-closed, breathing soft and deep, her body still trembling from the intense orgasms. She was almost asleep, her heavy breasts rising and falling, milk still leaking in thin streams from her swollen nipples, and thick white cum smeared across her lips and chin.
 
Without a word, Bhola gently slid his strong arms under her body; one under her knees and the other behind her back; and lifted her effortlessly into his arms. Both of them were still completely naked. Simran’s head rested against his chest as he carried her out of his room and up the stairs to her bedroom. His heavy cock swayed with every step, occasionally brushing against her thigh.
 
When they reached her bedroom, Bhola carefully laid her down on the large bed. He pulled the soft bedsheet over her naked body, covering her up to her shoulders. For a moment, he just stood there, looking at her peaceful, exhausted face with a mix of affection and lust.
 
Then he quietly went downstairs.
 
He picked up all their discarded clothes from the living room and his room; her T-shirt, shorts, and panties; and put them straight into the washing machine. He also wiped down the sofa thoroughly, removing every trace of milk, cum, and sweat from the fabric. He cleaned the floor and his own bed as well, making sure no evidence of their intense session remained.
 
Once everything was clean, he went back upstairs, still naked. He opened Simran’s wardrobe and took out a soft, light-yellow sundress with thin straps. He returned to the bed, gently pulled the sheet off her again, and slowly dressed her. He lifted her arms and slipped the sundress over her head, carefully adjusting it over her heavy breasts. The thin fabric clung to her curves, the low neckline barely containing her full cleavage. He smoothed the dress down over her hips and thighs, then pulled the sheet back over her.
 
Before leaving, Bhola couldn’t resist one last indulgence.
 
He gently opened her legs under the sheet, leaned down between them, and planted a deep, lingering kiss directly on her pussy lips. Then he moved up and gave two long, deep sucks on each of her nipples; slow and deliberate; drawing out the last few drops of milk. Simran stirred slightly in her sleep but didn’t wake up.
 
Bhola smiled softly, pulled the sheet back over her, and quietly left the room.
 
Downstairs, he continued his cleaning. He wiped every surface in the living room and his own room one more time, making sure there wasn’t a single drop of milk or cum left anywhere. He changed the bedsheet in his room and sprayed some air freshener to remove any lingering scent of sex.
 
By the time he was done, the house looked completely normal again; as if nothing had happened. He prepared a light snack and kept the living room neat, knowing that Ravi was due to arrive in just a few hours.
 
Upstairs, Simran slept deeply, completely exhausted from the most intense sexual experience of her life. Her body was sore, her mind overwhelmed, but for now, she was lost in peaceful, dreamless sleep.
 
The house was quiet.
 
After almost 4 hours.
 
Simran woke up slowly, her body feeling heavy and wonderfully sore. She had skipped lunch entirely. Her stomach was already full; not with food, but with the thick, creamy load Bhola had pumped into her mouth twice that afternoon. She could still taste him faintly on her tongue. A small, satisfied smile played on her lips as she remembered how much cum he had given her. It had been so thick, so heavy, and so much that she had genuinely felt full.
 
She was lying on her bed, wearing the soft yellow sundress Bhola had put on her while she was half-asleep. The thin straps had slipped off one shoulder, and the neckline was low enough that the upper swells of her heavy breasts were clearly visible.