04-06-2026, 07:19 AM
"Now Geetha, here's a pair of dumbells. Let's see how much grip you have" Sharath said as he gave it to her. It was too heavy and Sharath deliberately gave them to her.
As Geetha took them in her hand, she couldn't lift her hand up and instead was almost about to loose it but luckily Sharath caught both her arms. He was now holding her palms and lifting them along with her. Doing this, he was behind her neck and was slowly breathing. The powerful warm air was making Soumya loose her concentration. Her Salwar was almost wet with sweat but her pussy was wet with something else. The desire of no longer being a loyal housewife but a woman capable of exploring herself.
Suddenly, Sharath slowly laid his lips on her neck. It looked so special for him. He has already banged a few married women but Soumya was the cherry. She was modest and doesn't appear to be the feminist type who rebel against their husbands. This made his cock stand up and it brushed Soumya in her ass. She knows she shouldn't be here anymore. She shouldn't let him kiss her neck or let his dick touch her buttocks but she seemed to have been mesmerised as she was starved of physical touch. She let out a small moan as Sharath slowly put the dumbells away and started to give more passionate neck kisses and then he bit her which left a love bite.
Her reaction was just a moan "Ahhh". Sharath understood it as a green signal and immediately, swung her around and put his lips on her. She was taken aback as her conservative husband never kisses her on lips. But this was somewhat different. After almost 45 seconds of locking lips, she slowly opened up as her tongue started to get massaged by Sharath's tounge. Here she was, a housewife and a mom of two, passionately kissing a hunk. She didn't care anymore and she felt she needed it. In no time, they were off their clothes. Outside Ravali understood what was going on. So she slowly locked the door from outside and made sure the few present in the gym don't come anywhere near. After all, it was "Special class".
Inside, Soumya's pussy was now eaten by Sharath. She thought to herself how many times her husband denied her the pleasure. And Sharath absolutely loves eating pussy, especially someone else's wife's! As he kept eating and chewing it, she had her first orgasm. All the juices spilled out but Sharath wasn't done yet. He took his long dick and positioned it near the pussy but as he was about to penetrate, Soumya got a call from her husband. She snapped back into reality, pushed Sharath away and put on her clothes. Sharath tried his best but she was adamant on going home. She apologized to him
"I'm sorry, Sharath. I'm a married lady. I can't do this. You should search for a girl your age and then get married"
"Aunty, please listen..."
"No, Sharath, I committed a sin. I violated my vows. I don't know how I can forgive myself. I'm sorry, you'll never see me here again"
She tried to unlock the door and Ravali from the outside unlocked it and as Soumya stormed off, she went inside to check on Sharath.
"Man, I couldn't bang her today. I was close"
"She'll come again, don't worry. I know how women are" Ravalli said.
"Anyway, Faisal says Radha was trying to contact him again. Shall we invite her over?"
"Absolutely let's invite her"
"Can't wait for the foursome" Ravalli said and laughed out loud..
Back home, Soumya just fell on her bed crying and looking back at what she did. While she was consumed with guilt, there was also a tinge of desire. It was a perfect storm brewing inside her
"I'll make my husband do all these things. He loves me and will listen to me" she assured herself, rather naively
As Geetha took them in her hand, she couldn't lift her hand up and instead was almost about to loose it but luckily Sharath caught both her arms. He was now holding her palms and lifting them along with her. Doing this, he was behind her neck and was slowly breathing. The powerful warm air was making Soumya loose her concentration. Her Salwar was almost wet with sweat but her pussy was wet with something else. The desire of no longer being a loyal housewife but a woman capable of exploring herself.
Suddenly, Sharath slowly laid his lips on her neck. It looked so special for him. He has already banged a few married women but Soumya was the cherry. She was modest and doesn't appear to be the feminist type who rebel against their husbands. This made his cock stand up and it brushed Soumya in her ass. She knows she shouldn't be here anymore. She shouldn't let him kiss her neck or let his dick touch her buttocks but she seemed to have been mesmerised as she was starved of physical touch. She let out a small moan as Sharath slowly put the dumbells away and started to give more passionate neck kisses and then he bit her which left a love bite.
Her reaction was just a moan "Ahhh". Sharath understood it as a green signal and immediately, swung her around and put his lips on her. She was taken aback as her conservative husband never kisses her on lips. But this was somewhat different. After almost 45 seconds of locking lips, she slowly opened up as her tongue started to get massaged by Sharath's tounge. Here she was, a housewife and a mom of two, passionately kissing a hunk. She didn't care anymore and she felt she needed it. In no time, they were off their clothes. Outside Ravali understood what was going on. So she slowly locked the door from outside and made sure the few present in the gym don't come anywhere near. After all, it was "Special class".
Inside, Soumya's pussy was now eaten by Sharath. She thought to herself how many times her husband denied her the pleasure. And Sharath absolutely loves eating pussy, especially someone else's wife's! As he kept eating and chewing it, she had her first orgasm. All the juices spilled out but Sharath wasn't done yet. He took his long dick and positioned it near the pussy but as he was about to penetrate, Soumya got a call from her husband. She snapped back into reality, pushed Sharath away and put on her clothes. Sharath tried his best but she was adamant on going home. She apologized to him
"I'm sorry, Sharath. I'm a married lady. I can't do this. You should search for a girl your age and then get married"
"Aunty, please listen..."
"No, Sharath, I committed a sin. I violated my vows. I don't know how I can forgive myself. I'm sorry, you'll never see me here again"
She tried to unlock the door and Ravali from the outside unlocked it and as Soumya stormed off, she went inside to check on Sharath.
"Man, I couldn't bang her today. I was close"
"She'll come again, don't worry. I know how women are" Ravalli said.
"Anyway, Faisal says Radha was trying to contact him again. Shall we invite her over?"
"Absolutely let's invite her"
"Can't wait for the foursome" Ravalli said and laughed out loud..
Back home, Soumya just fell on her bed crying and looking back at what she did. While she was consumed with guilt, there was also a tinge of desire. It was a perfect storm brewing inside her
"I'll make my husband do all these things. He loves me and will listen to me" she assured herself, rather naively
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