Adultery The Depravity of Sima

[tajrani]

The silence in the dark bedroom was only broken by small grunts and moans, the air heavy with the scent of musk, sweat and pheromones. Little moans and gasps came from Sima, as her naked body jerked with each powerful thrust from Moti’s hips.  By now her tight flesh tunnel was well lubricated with her juices and the blood from her torn hymen allowing Moti’s hard, meat shaft to smoothly piston in and out.

Sima lay there in pure bliss, as the marauding cock, slowly but surely continued to reshape her tight, fleshy tunnel.  Moti’s face was looming a few inches above Hers, his hairy torso brushing against her midriff.  His face sweaty with exertion, eyes fixed on her, monitoring her reactions for any pain or discomfort. 

He mumbled in a low, raspy voice, “I never imagined of having a young, beautiful lady like you Madam ji. Some thing like this is only dreamt by us guys when we watch those sexy models and actress in internet and get our cocks hard. Thanks for giving a pervert like me this opportunity. Now I can die in peace. “

Moti’s words washed over Sima like a wave of reality. A mixture of emotions erupted inside her and her hormones surged.  Sima raised her hand and pulled Moti’s head towards her breast.  She raised her chest a little, allowing Moti’s mouth to latch on to her nipple.

As Moti sucked and pumped her, Sima, let out a moan of pleasure, her hands still keeping his head buried on her breast.

“You call yourself a pervert and yet suckle like a baby, Moti ji , bite harder “, Sima uttered in slutty growl.

Moti obliged, his teeth finding her aroused nipple. 

“ AAAAhhhhhh…. Mummmaaaaaa…… “ , Sima let out an agonizing wail mixed with pleasure. It felt so good, the sharp pain, turning into an elevated pleasure as her nipple got grinded between his teeth.

“Yes… yes … mark me … ahhhhh …mmmm … “, Sima groaned, her voice hoarse and broken.

Moti suddenly felt the fleshy walls around his cock tighten.  It was too much, the enveloping muscular pressure increasing the sensitivity of the nerves on his cock, pushing him to the edge.

Moti lifted his face from her puffy and swollen nipple, the brown areola and its edges, filled with raw and red bite marks. “Madamji … don’t squeeze so much …. I wont me able to hold it anymore “ , he groaned looking at her, slowing down his hips.

Sima looked at him, her eyes glinting, she pulled Moti closer and wrapped her legs around his waist, securing him tightly in position. With a dazed look of pure surrender, Sima said, “Don’t you dare stop.”

“But madam ji , I am not wearing a condom, “ 

“I will take a pill …. I will always take a pill for you …. Now fill me up with you perverted seed “.

At was all that Moti needed to hear. He thrust with renewed vigour as his cock rammed on the muscular door of her cervix.

Sima gasped as the force rattled her o the core as Moti pumped her swollen cunt with loud grunts. Sloppy, wet sound, played like erotic music has his balls slapped against her and the masculine flesh of his phallus slid against her feminine vaginal walls.

“Ahhhhh …... “, moaned Sima, as Moti grabbed her boobs with his rough hands and started biting on them like a feral beast.   She closed her eyes, an ecstatic smile, etched on her face as she heard Moti give a guttural grunt and felt his cock, twitch and shudder one last time before she felt ropes of warm liquid sprayed inside her and its warmth spread across her abdomen. Moti emptied his balls on her honey pot, Cumming thrice and depositing his semen deep inside Sima.

Both of them lay on the bed, panting, sweaty and looking at each other and finally falling asleep .