Adultery Mily venture in library

[hotguydelhi_sidharth]

Hi I am Mily roy , a married HW with a kid.Life had been rushing past. Marriage right after my graduation followed by a child had not helped matters. In fact as far as I remember I had never been on my own and had suddenly started feeling old. My daughter was 5. I had to somehow start to live my life else I would go mad. With daughter grown up and my hubby busy in his business there was not too much I did during the day except cook and clean.
I took this decision that I wanted to study more and enrolled myself in a distance education program from a reputed university. The course was on Sociology and I needed reference material. I wracked my brains and realized that there was this library some 10km from our house where I could become a member and take care of the referencing. I was not mobile so I told myself that the distance permitted me to either take an auto or go by public bus.
One evening over dinner I announced to my husband my plan and he obviously had nothing to add so it was silently approved. He knew by now I was headstrong and luckily let me have my way. Having kept a nanny for my daughter so that could be free for a couple of hours in the afternoon/evening I started going to the library from the next day itself. Going there was quite a feeling. It felt I was entering a different world. Looking and hearing boys and girls talk and laugh and dress made me feel weird. Times had changed. I was not too old 35 and after my daughter birth had managed to come back in shape. Though I didn't exactly have a hourglass figure but I was 5 ft 6" with a figure that could still turn a few heads.
Catching a young guy look had me made my heart skip a beat. Sex had been long confined to the dustbin as my husband did not have any time and my daughter hogged most of my time. Looking at the way the girls dressed up at the university and the library made me envious. Here was I in either saris or salwar kameez and the girls with tank tops and jeans, skirts all of which a couple of sizes short made me feel prehistoric. Whenever I would spy a couple kissing behind book shelf's or behind the library building I would kind of feel horny and moist between my legs secretly cursing my situation.
2 months had passed and I was now a regular with quite a few people recognizing me. I had also a couple of guys seem interested in me the way they would look which would please me. The librarian was also a sweet middle aged fellow who I thought went out of his way to help me. One day when I could not find a particular title he volunteered to help. I followed him to the shelf where he thought the book could be found. The author I was looking was not to be found but he came up with a couple of other authors. While handing over the stack of books to me his hand brushed my left breast. He smiled and left me to consult the books. I was panting as I kind off felt excited. In fact over the next couple of days I noticed the librarian had an extra zest when I walked in and he was always there to find titles which I needed. My breast used to regularly grazed while the books were given to me which somehow always came in a stack.
I guess my silence must have encouraged him as now he used to stand close to me when I was searching on the racks of books. One day he walked with an open book as I stood and started showing me some information he had picked up. As I glanced over his right hand he moved his hand so that his elbow now as pressing against my left breast. I remained like this for a few minutes and in fact pressed by breast on his elbow. This would have made him very happy as I could feel him breathing deeply. I decided to be a little more naughty. Next day I was wearing a sari with a sleeveless blouse. While he was close buy I bend down to pick a book from the lower shelf giving him a view of my glorious backside which I think is slightly on the bigger side. As I turned with the book the pallu of the sari slipped off my shoulders to give him a view of my full and firm breast encased in my blouse. As the blouse was low cut he could see the valley between my breasts. I smiled and put the pallu back. My heart was throbbing and he must have noticed the way my breasts were rising and falling. He excused himself. I was behind a couple of shelfs and I noticed that on that day the library had very few people sitting. From where I was it was not easy from somebody sitting in the library to know what was happening behind the shelves.
I was absorbed in reading a book when I suddenly felt somebody close to me. Startled I found the Sid the librarian standing there with a smile and a book in his arm. Look what I found he announced. It was a pictorial description on evolution of man. He opened the book (which was like an atlas) and held it holding the 2 sides in his two hands. Now for me to see I had to come close , as I came closed I felt his elbow dig into my breast. Me moved his hand to show me the right side of the book and the result was that his elbow traveled from my left to my right breast. I was cooperating with his advances. As his hand rubbed my left and then right breasts I felt excited and my nipples grew in anticipation. I guess he felt them as his hand stopped across my chest , he wanted to savour the twin pressure. He put the book on the shelf in front and as moved forward to look at he mr Sid took his position behind me. For the first time I felt his manhood on my backside. He was still going through the notions of showing me the book while I was past caring. He was really close to me as I could feel his staff right in between my ass cheeks through my thin saree.
His hands slowly rose to settle on my midriff one on each side. Slowly they rose up to their target. Very soon he had each of my breast one in each palm. He started applying pressure and I was liking it. I was just scared somebody will discover us and I guess that was making it more exciting. Sid was experienced and it was difficult not to feel good. It was after a long time I had somebody's hands on my breasts beside mine. He slowly pressed both of them talking his own time and I could barely keep my eyes open. A slow moan escaped my lips.
This encouraged him further , his hands came under the pullo of my saree and slowly he started opening my blouse which had buttons in the front. After he had it completely unbuttoned he opened it completely and started pressing my breast over my bra. The bra wasn't a distraction for long as very shortly he had unhocked it from the back and my 34B breasts were free, very free. He mauled them, kneaded my nipples which were standing as if they had just taken part in a parade, straight and erect. His tool was now buried in between my ass cheeks and I could feel it clearly irrespective of my saree and my panty.
My saree started to get raised from the waist up and he slowly slipped to his knees. His hands left my breasts and came in on my legs. Slowly, very slowly they climbed up towards their mission. While his hands moved his face was buried in my ass where he was sniffing as though he had never sniffed a woman's behind. I had closed my eyes and I was now totally wet between my legs. His hands reached my panties and he slowly dragged them down till they reached the ground. He helped me take it off and put it in his pant pocket. His hand started their upward journey again. While the left hand started snaking around my ass the right came and started playing on my pubic hair. I must admit I have quite a bush. Never thought or could get around to shave it. His hand separated the hair and he slowly played with my clit which got me to jump a little. He inserted one , then two an then three fingers in my pussy. Very slowly he started to finger fuck me. I came before one could say Sid. This pleased him a lot. He took his fingers out from my pussy before I could say no. he pulled my saree up turned me around and put his face to my hot spot. His tongue started playing with my clit and he would do slow circles on my pussy and within no time I came again. I was worried shit that we would be caught but didn't have the power to stop Sid.
He again turned me around and slowly pushed me head down so that my ass was jutting out in the air. He pulled up my saree so that it was bunched at my waist, my blouse was open , my bra hanging near my neck and my boobs were hanging in the air like ripe fruit ready to be picked. Sid unzipped his pant and took out his tool. For the first time I felt skin against skin and I came again. He didn't need help, it was medium size tool about 6 inches as I guessed. He placed it on the entrance of my tunnel and without much ado shoved it inside. It filled me up completely. I had to hold the shelf lest I loose my balance. He started to fuck me in slow steady strokes, this guy was good. I came and came and came. The area was cramped and we didn't have any moving space but Sid was doing his best. I bit my lip to prevent myself from screaming. Cum was running from my tunnel on to my leg and in between his slow steady strokes Sid would bend down and press my hanging fruits and then his hands went back to hold my ass and push his tool deep inside. I have no clue how long I was in that position when suddenly I noticed two girls walking towards our love nest.

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[hotguydelhi_sidharth]

I guess I froze. Not a very common sight it makes out to be. A middle class married housewife standing in the middle of a library, her sari bunched around her waist, bent over with her blouse open, her bra almost in her mouth and her ripe fruits hanging to be plucked. I guess the very thought of it would make any man or woman either shit with fright or get very excited depending on your orientation.
My freeze traveled all the way down to my tunnel and I guess Sid sensed it as he suddenly had his tool firmly held in between my legs. Suddenly it brought a whole new feeling, of being filled and static, no movement. A fresh set of eruption happened and I suddenly didn’t care of being caught. Sid was taken totally unaware and he kind off got all confused. Anyway he was a good guy to think on his feet and his slow strokes now acquired a new intensity.
Through my smoke filled eyes I saw the girls walk towards our love nest and for some apparent reason turn and walk out of the library. I guess they forgot which books they wanted or could somehow sense a “don’t disturb sign somewhere”.
I guess we carried of for another 10 mts when Sid exploded thick and fast in my tunnel. It was after a long time I felt filled. As he was about to withdraw I used my free hands to hold him to my ass and he slumped over me, both his hands on my boobs, pressing, playing and fondling for another few minutes.
His manhood had shrunk after providing me with pleasure and Sid took it and put it back in his underwear. I quickly adjusted my clothes and tried to appear presentable. Sid did not want to part with my panty and I let him have it as a gift. Sid was drained but not satisfied. I guess it was too good to be true for him too. He whispered me to come to his room in 20 mts. His whisper got me moist between my legs again and I said ok. After he left me I went to the ladies washroom to have a look at myself. As I was washing my face and powdering myself the two girls I saw in my bend over position walked into the room. We smiled at each other and I went out for my next round with Sid. Sid’s room was at the back of the library and I noticed it had two doors, very convenient I thought. He could be inside and it could appear that the room is locked. I knocked on the door. There was nobody around . The door opened and Sid pulled me inside. He had his lips on mine and for the first time we kissed, a long deep wet kiss. He pushed his tongue in my mouth and I must admit he kissed well, slowly and deeply. He was in no hurry. As we kissed his hand came and removed the bag from my shoulder. My sari pullo was pulled over, thankfully I had removed the pin, which held it there. He then started removing my sari as we kissed. Slowly the whole garment came off me followed by the petticoat. Now I was naked from waist down, as I tried to open his pant, his hands were already on my blouse and by the time I could open his belt I was standing completely nude. Very deft I must admit. Sid then started taking his clothes off while we still continued to kiss.
He pushed me slowly back till my ass was pushed against his table. He slowly raised me on his table, opened my legs and lowered himself on my love button. As his tongue flicked on my clit and moved in and out of my hole I couldn’t help screaming, this was too much. He carried on, his tongue would go left to right and then right to left and up and down and ooooooooooooh I came and came.
By the time I recovered he had stood up and his tool had reacquired its attention position and with his hands on my boobs for support he charged inside. Aah was all I could utter, Sid had become a animal, his tool was going in and out of my tunnel with a vigor of a young stud and as he inserted and took it out and my boobs shook with excitement. My nipples were dark and erect and I closed my eyes to absorb the intensity of the assault. Yes, yes cum, Sid cum inside me, I heard my voice saying. He held me on my waist and my boobs were riding on my chest and my bottom was being pounded. I felt his finger come to my hole, he took some cum on his finger and that finger then traveled to my ass and he started moistening my asshole. Anal was something I had never thought in my wildest dreams and as I was in the throes of yet another orgasm his index finger open my second hole and sneaked inside. Ooooohhhh this was too much, while his tool was doing magic in my love hole his finger started dancing in my second hole. It took another few minutes for Sid to grunt and empty his balls into me. Man this was too much for me for a single day. As I got up from the desk I couldn’t stand up. I was feeling all horny and wet and I was ready for some more but it was time to go back. I sat down to catch my breath, wore my clothes applied my makeup and gave Sid a thank you and goodbye kiss. I looked and felt all fucked up but thankfully it was evening time and I knew I could go home without being caught.
In fact it had become rather late to get an auto from the library to my home so I decided to take a public bus back home. As it was evening time the buses were crowded, as I climbed on to one of them, there was this college kid sitting on a seat reserved for ladies. He smiled at me and got up to offer the seat. I thanked him and sat down, I needed it as my legs were still very wobbly. The kid stood next to me. It was evening time and the sun was going down but enough light to see around. The bus was being driven fast and my sari was flying, I could still feel all the wetness between my legs as I was not wearing my panty. As the bus became more crowded I felt the kids leg on my shoulder. I closed my eyes to think of the day gone by when I felt something hard on my shoulder. I opened my eyes, what I felt was this kid hard on. Oh no he was having a fantastic view of my boobs while he stood and he had got hard. With each jerk and each swing of the bus he started rubbing his manhood against my shoulder. I was already horny and wet and wobbly and …….

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[hotguydelhi_sidharth]

It had become rather late to get an auto from the library to my home so I decided to take a public bus back home. As it was evening time the buses were crowded, as I climbed on to one of them, there was this college kid sitting on a seat reserved for ladies. He smiled at me and got up to offer the seat. I thanked him and sat down, I needed it as my legs were still very wobbly.
The kid stood next to me. It was evening time and the sun was going down but enough light to see around. The bus was being driven fast and my sari was flying, I could still feel all the wetness between my legs as I was not wearing my panty. As the bus became more crowded I felt the kids leg on my shoulder. I closed my eyes to think of the day gone by when I felt something hard on my shoulder.
I opened my eyes, what I felt was this kid hard on. Oh no! he was having a fantastic view of my boobs while he stood and he had got hard. With each jerk and each swing of the bus he started rubbing his manhood against my shoulder. Now I was all confused. A part of me was feeling excited again and a part of me realized that I was in a public bus where nothing much can be done and then my bus stop was nearing.
I was in an in-between state and I let things drift. The kid now had his tool on my shoulder and it was feeling good. I pretended not to notice. With every motion of the bus I would feel its length that seemed medium sized. I shifted a little and slowly lifted my right hand to hold the bar of the seat in front. This allowed my arm to feel him better.
Now with every motion of the bus I was rubbing his tool using my arm. This got him all excited as he started boring into me. The rubbing continued for quite a while, my bus stop was approaching and without knowing what to do I just got up to give my seat to an elderly lady who had just boarded the bus. Now I had my ass for serving and he did not disappoint me. In fact I was kind off surprised by his boldness. Soon his tool was resting in between my ass cheeks. His movement became desperate, he now wanted to cum. I pushed back on his tool to help him. Using the seat in front for support I rubbed my self to release some of the tension and itching built up in my love tunnel while my young lover was rubbing him into an orgasm behind me.
A little later he stopped, I guess he had cum in his underwear and my bus stop had come. So I turned, smiled at him and started to move ahead. This was the first time I had a good look at him and he was kind off cute. As I moved ahead I had a tap on my shoulder and when I looked back it was the kid with a paper in his hand. Without saying anything he put it in my hands and I got down as the bus stopped. I looked at the paper and it had "THANKS" and his mobile number written on it. I smiled to myself and kept it in my purse for future use.
I was struck in the house for the next two days, as there were thousand and one household things to be taken care of. The time passed very slowly and every now and then I felt my thought process going back to the pounding I had received by Sid and of the kid in the bus. These thoughts got me itchy between my legs and I was raring to go back to the library to experience more of the new awakening.
On the third day I finished my household work early and got ready to go to the library. I wore a light green cotton saree again with a sleeveless blouse. I thought I looked smashing. I took an auto to the library and to my disappointment found that Sid was on leave. It was like somebody had taken the air out of a filled balloon.
Anyway I went about my library task of making notes and checking on various authors that I was supposed to read. I kind off got lost in my reading and when I looked at my watch I realized it was late. I quickly collected my things and decided to take a bus back home. Maybe at the back of my mind I hoped I would bump into the kid again. The bus came and that day there were no seats available. So I stood holding a seat handle for support.
The bus was getting crowded when suddenly I felt somebody pressing my back with something hard. Irritated I turned to see who the irritant was and I found myself staring into the same smiling kid. My heart started to pound in my chest and I felt a sudden happiness sweep through my body. Meanwhile the kid was not wasting any time. His manhood was now firmly in between my ass and with every motion of the bus he was trying to push it further in. It was as if he was going to screw me with all the clothes in between. My pussy was wet and itchy and the best I could do was to use my bag and the seat in front while my back was being assaulted. The cheeky guy didn't even wait for my permission. As the bus became more crowded the kid became bolder.
Using the movement of the bus he was now touching my back with his hand and I felt his hand roaming on my ass and then travel upward on to the naked skin between my saree and the blouse. Electricity was going though my body and my legs were going wobbly. At one point with one motion of the bus the kid actually kissed my neck. My stop was coming and I felt unable to move. His hand had started embarked on another journey and this time I felt it come under the folds of my saree to my right. Now as the saree is a flowing garment a person can actually move his hands around without anybody noticing and he was talking full advantage of that. With my bag and purse in front of me the female sitting on seat where I was standing could not see what was going on and I felt the kids hand traveling around the waste and gently caress the bulge of my right boob. His fingers lingered on for some time and went back and then came back to rest on the bulge. All this while his tool was rubbing me between my ass cheeks.
I didn't know what to do, as I was all wet and needed to release myself but it was neither the place nor the time. The kid suddenly stopped moving. I think he came. I quickly moved ahead as my stop had come and without looking back got down to walk home. That evening I masturbated for the first time in my life.
The next day I looked forward to meet Sid and did my household chores and proceeded towards the library. I was wearing a biscuit color saree with a sleeveless blouse , with black 2 inches strappy heels on. I reached the library to find that Sid was on leave and that left me sad. Deep in my thoughts I walked towards the washroom. As I opened the door to walk inside someone pushed me from the back. I stumbled forward to catch my balance and when I turned around to see the offender I was shocked to see the kid from the bus.
First he had the audacity to push me and then walk inside the ladies toilet. My mouth went dry and my heart started pounding. I whispered, "What are you doing here". He was quite and was watching me. As I could for the first time see him face to face I realized he was about 20-21 and very cute, in all likelihood a college student. I told him to go out, as this was a ladies washroom. He told me to keep quite and took my arm and started pulling me towards one of the toilets. I thought he had gone mad. What he wanted was fairly obvious. I guess my body language and the two days of bus ride told him that I was ready but here in a ladies toilet in a public place, the guy was made and he would surely get us killed.
While these thoughts were still going through my mind, he pushed me inside a toilet, joined me there and closed the door. We were in a 4 x 2 enclosed with the pee pot in between. "How romantic I must say". He cupped my face with his hands and looked intently in my eyes. He was thin and taller than me with black eyes and nice eyebrows. As he looked his lips locked on to mine. He started kissing me with a passion and intensity, which denoted that he did not have much experience. I decided to take charge and showed him how to kiss gently. His hands had meanwhile left my face and were traveling downwards. He opened my saree clip and my saree pullo fell to the ground.
With his free hands he cupped both my boobs and started massaging them. It started to feel good. His hands then traveled down to pull my saree out of the petticoat and on to the ground. With another movement he had my petticoat also on the ground. So now I was in my blouse and panty kissing a fully clothed man. This was exciting as the danger of getting caught was immense. As he unbuttoned my blouse and peeled it off my shoulders we heard noises outside. He froze his kiss and concentrated on removing my bra, which was off, is a jiffy. Good experience guy as even my husband took time in removing my bra. His hands came back on my boobs. His hands moved to cup them then press them and finally he tool my nipples between his thumb and first finger. My nipples were in attention and standing erect. As soon as whoever was outside left he knelt down and pulled my panty off my hips.
Here I stood in all my glory in front of a kid whose name also I did not know. He pulled his t-shirt off, next came the jeans and then his underwear. His tool was fully erect and was about 8 inches. In our position it was touching my public hair as we stood close to each other. As he soaked my body with his eyes he pushed my shoulders down, he wanted me to suck him. This was one department I did not have much experience, as my husband had never done it. Instinctively I sat down and took his tool in my hands. I slowly got my lips to it and started licking it. My tongue traveled from the base to the tip and from his reactions I could see he liked it. I then tool the tool in my mouth and started sucking on it. This was fun, my juices were freely flowing and I used my other hand to massage my clitoris. He sat down on the pee pot and pulled me on top facing him. As I sat he took first my right and then my left nipple in his mouth and I moaned with delight.
Holding his manhood he guided my hole over it and made me sit on him. As I sat his tool entered my love tunnel and filled me to the hilt. I screamed and he clasped my mouth. He brought his hands under my hips and started to bounce on his tool. We were screwing in a public toilet and I was enjoying it. With each up and down movement my boobs would jump on my chest and he would try and catch my nipple with his mouth. I came twice in quick succession. There was a noise outside. We became very quite. Some female came; sat in the next toilet and we could hear a steady stream of pee falling into the pee pot. While she was peeing in the adjacent toilet the kid took my right nipple in his teeth and it took all my effort from screaming aloud.
The female finished and left and we continued our screwing. Very shortly the kid came inside. Obviously he was inexperienced and could not hold on for long. I wanted to carry on for longer and seeing my face he felt bad that he could not give me company. I got off his lap, used his hanky to wipe the cum off my legs. He was still sitting on the pee pot as I bent to pick up my clothes I had another look at his tool, which had now shriveled up. I kind of felt sorry and bent to take it in my mouth. My initiative was rewarded and I could feel it getting hard again. "Good boy, I muttered while licking him from the tip to his balls. I cupped his balls and tried to take them in my mouth. The kid was charged up again. He pulled me up by my hair and got me on his lap again, this time with my back towards him. As he entered inside me his hands rose to cup my boobs and with each stroke he massaged my boobs. I came a couple of times more and then he came inside me. I was drained and satisfied.
The challenge was to come out of the washroom without getting caught. The kid kissed me, said thanks, pressed my boobies like a token machine and told me to see if the coast was clear. As I signaled him to come out he rushed out promising to meet again. I powdered my face, adjusted my clothes and hair and came to the reading room much brighter and satisfied. I still did not know his name...

End (Edited from Charu)