Erotica Wife And Her Boss

[Mohan Ahuja]

This story is how my wife’s boss seduced her. This happened when I had moved out of country on an assignment. Priya (my wife) had to wait another 6 months before joining me as our kids were still in school. That time she was working in IT company.

We both are 35 years old and have been married for 12 years now.

Before that we dated for four years. You have heard about seven-year itches. It has been sixteen years of us being faithful to each other. Obviously, a lot of sameness and staleness had set in. There was also the fact that we had lost our virginities to each other, so we had never been with anyone else.

We were having sex about once a fortnight, and not memorable sex at that. Which was a shame. Because my wife was still a hot woman. In fact, even hotter than when we had started dating. Childbirth and subsequent years had been good on her, and she had gone from being a slim pretty young lady with medium sized boobs to a curvy attractive woman with big boobs. She still had a flat stomach, but everything else was curved in the most delectable ways.

Her boobs were big but were firm and looked great on her frame, adding on to it was her rather broad and round ass. She is an outgoing and open minded girl. This made the matter worse for her when it comes to work. She can handle co-workers and was always a no-nonsense type girl but with the boss it was always tough. Her open mindedness and easy-going nature are often mistaken for her being an easy to get lady.

Sunil, her boss was trying everything to seduce her and unknown to her, it was having the desired effect. She always found him attractive and good natured. Although he was in mid-forties but he looked much younger and fit. He seems to know how to handle women and was always able to score over sexy ladies. At least that is what she told me whenever his name came up in house.

Anyway, coming back to the incident, it was traditional dress day and she had to wear Sari to office.

Sunil had seen her entering the office wearing the Sari. Her round ass was tightly draped in the saree and swayed as she walked to her cubicle. "She is hot," he thought, "what it would be like to have her naked body under him."

"Looking sexy in this sari," Sunil commented.

"Stop it, you never miss a chance"

"OH I am really found of you. I don’t know what I would do with you dear. Is it any special day which I don't know."

She laughed her shinning teeth glittered, "nothing special, here is the data you requested about project status, team performance."

"Thanks, I needed these for management meeting in evening. You are the best Priya"

"Wish you all the best Sunil"

"Thanks a lot, but don't I deserve more may be a hug "

"OH, you flirt," Priya showed mock anger, "would you ever stop trying." 

Before she could react, he swiftly moved next to her and pulled her into a hug. She was surprised and before she could react, his hand pressed hard on her bare back. She cursed herself for wearing a blouse which was leaving a large part of her back bare. Her boobs were pressed against his chest. She blushed and pulled back. Sunil did not stop her from moving back.

"I am sure now that meeting will go very well". Said Sunil

Priya smiled sheepishly.

She was in a good mood the rest of the day and todays incident made her excitement feeling like a teenager kissing for the first time. Priya was busy with work and since both kids were her in-laws place decided to stay back and finish off some extra work. In evening when most of the staff was gone, Sunil returned from his meeting and went to his cabin. Priya noticed him entering and thought of checking in on how the meeting went. She went and knocked on Sunil’s door.

"Come In. Oh, Priya you are still here"

"Yes, thought of finishing some work and also check on if my hug did any wonder" She said immediately realizing her mistake

"Oh, I did not know you cared so much for me"

"No, I did not mean that. Its just that my husband is not here, and kids are also at my in-law’s place. So, thought of staying back and getting some work done."

"I did not know that you hubby is not here. Where did he go leaving such a pretty girl?”

"Sunil! you never stop. He has moved to US for work and I will be joining him in 6 months. That is what I wanted to tell"

"Congratulations. Although I am sad I won’t get to see you pretty face daily"

"There are many other pretty girls here" Priya replied

"But no one is nearly as pretty as you"

"Well that’s not what everyone thinks" She replied thinking of her own husband how he was not that interested in her. That made her a bit sullen.

"What is wrong," he asked

"Nothing, everything is fine," she spoke.

"Don't fool me, what happened to the bubbly and beautiful girl I know."

She told how things have been downhill on marriage front and how her husband was not paying any attention to her. Sunil realized that this was his best chance and was ready to make full use of it.

"Anil must be crazy if he does not realize what a lovely wife he has. You are the most lovely and beautiful lady I have ever met" He said

"And how many girls before me have heard the same from you Sunil" It slipped out of her mouth

"I am not that bad you know Priya. you are special and I really like you. See even the hug you gave helped me in my meeting today"

"ya right" said Priya

"Well I was thinking of asking something else but had thought that it might traumatize a small-town girl like you" He said knowing very well that it will pinch her ego

"What do you mean by traumatize a small-town girl Sunil" She asked. That statement has irked her as she felt the same from her husband.

"Leave it. Let me drop you"

"No Sunil tell me what did you mean"

"Well since you insist, I was thinking of asking about a kiss"

"Then it’s your loss Sunil, because if you had asked you might have got it" She said without blinking her eyes

"No way Priya it’s your ego speaking now. I know you very well"

"So, you think I cannot kiss you"

"No you will chicken out at the end"

This made her furious. She stood up and Sunil thought he had blown it by pushing it too much. Sunil had not anticipated this and did not know what to do.

"Come on I am standing. Come and kiss me" Saying this she got out of her chair. Sunil could not believe his luck. He too stood up. Priya was feeling butterflies in her stomach and excited too. She wanted him to kiss her. Sunil on his part did not know what to do. He hadn’t anticipated that she would be ready so quickly.

However, he wasn’t going to miss the chance. He moved closer and placed his arm around her waist which sent electricity through Priya’s body. She shuddered at his touch but still to her surprise she did not feel alarmed. He pulled her closer and caressed her hair. The feeling of a powerful married executive drooling over her made her feel special. Sunil on his part did not rush. He knew that if he was patient enough, he will be fucking the brains out of this hot wife soon. He took his time playing with her hair

"Why are you scared Priya. You can still call it off and I will not tell anyone that you are a chicken"

"I am not scared Sunil. Shut up and kiss me now". He lifted her head up and looked into her eyes and said "You are absolutely gorgeous Priya"

Then it happened. He placed his mouth over her wet lips. Priya opened her mouth and kissed him back. Sunil sucked and licked her sexy luscious lips moving his tongue inside. It was raw passionate kiss with tongue without tongue, sucking lips not sucking lips till they both were out of breath. They broke the kiss for few seconds to catch their breath and went back again it. This time Sunil felt Priya's soft body relaxed into his arms. He nuzzled her neck. He could smell her sweet perfume which made his cock twitch. He was sure that she could feel his hardon on her stomach and he wanted her to feel and know what she is missing.

He moved his hand slowly from her waist to her back and eventually to her round ass. Sunil never thought Priya would give in so easily.

Priya was feeling so naughty for letting her boss kiss her and letting him feel her. Even though her husband's thought did came into her mind, somehow she didn’t feel guilty. On her part she felt, after being faithful and diligent wife all she got was neglect. She had the right to feel happy and little bit of fun is not going to hurt anyone.

She closed her eyes and let the sensation wash her up as Sunil cupped her sexy ass. He started mauling her ass while kissing deep pushing his tongue deep into her mouth. Priya felt strong urge to be fucked. It had been so long since she was fucked passionately. She could feel his hard-on rubbing on her stomach. If they continued, she knows Sunil would fuck her. She knew that she would allow him to fuck her too.


Suddenly her orthodox Indian upbringing made her feel guilty. "What am I doing, I cannot fuck him," she thought

Although her body trembled with lust, she was in a dilemma whether to escape or surrender to her feelings. Intense, irresistible desire surged through her body. She held his shirt and pulled hard not knowing if she wanted to remove his shirt or trying to push him away.

Sunil was a pro at this game and wanted her to beg. He also remembered that he had to take his family out for dinner and didn’t want their first-time sex to be short one. He wanted to milk this sexy curvy housewife. So, he reluctantly broke the kiss and stepped away from her. Priya was breathless and thanking her stars that Sunil stopped. She did not have strength to stop him.

" I will remember that kiss till end of my life" Sunil said holding her hand.

Priya just smiled, her breathing was getting normal. Sunil looked at the heaving sexy boobs once again thinking in mind next time I am going suck them dry. He offered to drop her, however she said she will take cab as she wanted some alone time. Sunil too thought it was better not to push her.

Sunil started winding up while Priya went to her desk and started gathering her belongings. She called up cab and headed home thinking about everything that happened today. The more she thought the more she became wet. Her panty was soaking wet. She was thinking the next 6 months are going to be wild.

To be continued.....

 

[Mohan Ahuja]

Priya reached home and slumped on sofa. She was still excited thinking about the kiss and the groping by Sunil. Suddenly her phone buzzed. It was a message from her husband saying he would not be able to call due to work. She sighed got up and changed. She called up her in-laws to check on kids and then went on to have dinner. After dinner she was lying on sofa watching TV when the phone buzzed again. She ignored it thinking it was her husband. It buzzed again and she got up thinking it might be kids. When she looked at the message it was Sunil

"Hi Princess, can’t forget your lips"

She blushed. All the events of evening flashed through her mind making her wet again.

She was fighting herself to not to respond. Eventually she responded with a blushing smiley. Sunil on his part wanted tease Priya till she begs to fuck. So, he continued

"What are you doing"

"Nothing just watching TV what about you"

"Licking my lips" came the immediate reply. Priya blushed again and replied "Liar".

"Honestly, I did not have dinner because I did not want to spoil my taste" Sunil said

"Stop pulling my leg Sunil"

"I am not pulling I want it to spread?"

Priya was playing a dangerous game without knowing that she will lose it like all other women that Sunil had won. For the time being Priya choose to ignore last message and did not respond.

After few minutes, the phone started ringing and it was Sunil calling. Priya answered hesitantly.

"Hey gorgeous, Sorry if I offended you"

"No Sunil its fine"

"So how was the kiss"

"What do you mean how was the kiss" Priya's bushing could be heard on phone

"It was out of the world experience for me Priya. To tell you the truth I could not stop kissing you. I wanted the kiss to go on" Priya was already turned on and when Sunil said he wanted the kiss to go and on, she moaned into the phone unknowingly. Sunil heard it and his dick was hard. Priya wanted to end the call before it went out of her hands.

"Good night Sunil I’ll see you tomorrow"

"I can’t wait to see you tomorrow Priya" Sunil said.

She went to bed that night the entire episode kept on flashing before her eyes and she realized what fun she was missing. She never felt like this with her husband.

Next day Priya was in very bubbly mood. She wanted to dress for Sunil. She wanted to drive him mad. So, she picked up a blue thong and a matching bra. The bra pushed her already firm boobs up making them stand out effortlessly. Then, she wore red short kurti which was tight at right places. She ran her hands over the curves her boobs created. She could see her erect nips poking from the thin fabric of kurti.

As for bottom, she chose a matching tight legging. She turned sideways and looked at her image in the full length mrror. The boobs made peak in front and her shapely ass made curve on the back. She smiled looking at the sexy image in mirror. Continuing with it, she put red lipstick which was not too much yet was just right to make those luscious lips stand out on that gorgeous face. She smiled reading the lipstick name-“Candy Kiss”. She applied bit of eyeliner to her brown big eyes and wore a 4inch heals which will make that sexy ass sway when she walks. She looked again in mirror and was very pleased the way she looked. The kurti had slight deep neck which showed her beautiful cleavage. Suddenly the good housewife kicked in and she picked up a dupatta to go along with. She reasoned that did not want the cab driver or her office staff to have a heart-attack.

Priya usually reaches office early and has a habit of having coffee at office. She was preparing coffee in break room with her back towards door. Sunil waked in was greeted with the sexy shapely ass wrapped in tight legging and a short kurti. That made his dick twitch immediately. He slowly walked up behind her with his body touching Priya’s, reached for the sugar box from the shelf ahead. Then he wrapped his arms around Priya closing her in an embrace. Priya was intoxicated by his masculine aroma. And the feel of his unfamiliar body against hers. His mouth was next to Priya's right ear and she could feel his warm breath on my cheek.

As for Sunil, he could smell her sweet shampooed hair. His hands had access to softest skin over the tight kurti. His dick was buried in the big globes and it felt heaven.

Priya stood there, in his embrace, drinking in the unfamiliar erotic feeling of being in Sunil’s bear hug. Sunil then opened the sugar box, and said in her ear,

"Add the sugar."

Suddenly they heard some voices outside break room and they separated. Priya steadied herself and walked out of the room and Sunil headed for his Cabin.

Priya couldn’t focus on work at all. Everything was playing havoc with her mind. She just wanted to rush into Sunil's cabin and kiss him. But she controlled her urge. As day progressed, they had a meeting together. Sunil made sure he sat next to Priya.

When the presentation started, the lights were off and Sunil moved his hands to Priya's thighs. She jumped not expecting this and Sunil had to move his hand. Next time around she was more prepared when Sunil put his hand on her thighs. The legging being sheer, she felt as if Sunil's palm was directly on her thighs. She couldn’t focus on meeting. Sunil the player he was slowly moved, rubbed and pressed his hand on her inner thighs. He on his part resisted not to push his hand directly at her pussy. Priya was getting desperate by every minute. Her breathing was uneven. She spread her leg more and slid a bit forward in her chair thinking that will push Sunil's hand to wet and moist pussy. However, Sunil was smart he just pulled his hands away making the horny housewife more desperate.

Late in the evening, Sunil called Priya to office. The moment door closed he hugged her

"Hi looking sexy, sweetie,".

"What are you doing, someone can drop in."

"Don't worry I will bolt the door."

"No- no don't there are so many people in the office," she got alarmed.

"Then promise me you will come to me after everyone has left," he asked while kissing her neck.

"What for," she asked playfully knowing very well what the purpose is.

"Just got some office work to finish," he whispered squeezing her sexy ass. She felt the familiar sensation building inside her. She was more than willing to spread her legs.

"Ok I will come, now let me go, anyone can come in, please," she slipped out of his arms. When she opened the door, she saw one of her colleagues standing outside. She blushed not knowing whether he had opened the door and saw their intimate scene and decided to stand outside or whether he just arrived at the door.

She was nervous and headed back to her seat. When most of the staff left, Priya entered Sunil cabin. Sunil stood up and walked up to her pulling her into an embrace. In his mind he was thinking "for how long I have imagined this sexy body to be in my arms"

Sunil didn't move in haste, though. He took his time admiring her beauty from close quarters, his hand gently stroking her face and her hair, feeling lovely texture of her face. Priya let out a gasp as his fingers rolled over her lips. His thumb was massaging her luscious lips that were slightly parted.

"Ahhh" she squirmed as he hugged her tightly, her boobs pressed flat onto his chest. "Oh my god this is happening, again" she thought. He quickly caught a handful of her hairs and roughly pulled her face closer. She was barely able to open her mouth in protest of his rough way, when his lips covered her soft mouth. Her voice was muffled under his mouth. He sucked and licked her lips holding her head in place. Priya felt his tongue slipping into her mouth.

"Wow, you are really hot," he spoke admiring her firm boobs. Her nipples were already erect and jutting out.

"Beautiful women like you are meant to be treated like princess” he spoke while still kissing her now gently. Priya was creaming her panties. Her Nips were standing at its peak begging for attention. Sunil’s hands have been on her waist or on her ass but have not touched her boobs yet. Priya’s eyes were lightly shut, her breathing labored betraying her pretension of being in control.

The foreplay went on for few minutes. All the time Priya was comfortably in his arms with her eyes shut enjoying the sensations erupting in her body. It was not long before guilt overtook her. She abruptly tried to move away. Sunil managed to grab her hand and pulled her back on to him. There was deaf silence in the room. Sunil moved Priya to sofa in his cabin.

Priya was very tense and stiff now. She was sitting upright with her breasts jutting out. The mangalsutra flowed over her breasts and in fact dropped into her cleavage pull the focus onto outline of her marvelous breasts. She had purposely left her dupatta on chair to entice Sunil. Sunil started to massage her back very lightly to ease her. Not long after that he tried to pull her in for a kiss. Priya turned into him but didn't seem quite willing to offer a kiss.

She turned her face and his kiss landed on her cheek instead. That didn’t deter him. He showered her face with tiny kisses moving towards her neck gradually. Very soon he was nuzzling her neck, a very sensitive zone for Priya. And then he tongued her earlobes the most erogenous zone of her body; he ran his tongue over the contours of her earlobe before driving his tongue through her ear.

Sunil’s antics were working Priya up.

Her hands now moved up to encircle Sunil and were lovingly holding him, while he was kissing her. Soon, Sunil moved up to kiss her lips again and , Priya pulled back but only for a second and then willingly pasted her lips on Sunil's lips. Sunil played with her lips by blowing small kisses. His kisses gradually became wet as his lips parted, and his tongue played with her taut lips. She finally relented to his invading tongue and parted her full lips that were wet with Sunil's saliva. They were locked in a passionate kiss now.

Priya was now in heat and pulled Sunil’s shirt out of his pants. Sunil stood up and pulled Priya along with him to his table. She had her back to the table. This way he could rub all his body against her hot body. Priya then pushed her hands up his shirt feeling his bare back. Sunil felt nice feeling Priya's hands on his bare back.

"Touch my nipples" Sunil whispered to Priya which she did. She could hear Sunil suck in his breath. It was big turn on for Sunil. He kissed Priya even harder.

Priya could not hold on a any longer. Her boobs needed the attention that they so craved for. So, she lifted his hands and kept it on her boobs and pressed it gently indicating to him that she is ready to take it up one notch. It was indicating that she is ready to move forward.

Sunil went mad holding the soft big boobs in his hand. He played with her boobs while still continuing to kiss her. Priya was completely in it now and was kissing him back with passion. Their tongues were dancing around each other swapping saliva.

The tent in his pants poked hard at her stomach."Uggg," she grunted, her face buried in his chest. Sunil slowly teased her by moving his fingertips in slow circles over her nips until she melted with pleasure. Deep down her mind she knew this is not correct. However, she arched her back proudly making her tits push more. Sunil was mauling them hard. He gazed hungrily at her shapely mounds. The flimsy kurti and bra strained to contain her 36D boobs. Each tit was a work of beauty, standing pointedly not needing the support of bra. Her erect nipples protruded shamelessly even over the bra and kurti awaiting his attention. It seemed as if her nipples were begging for his mouth to suck them.

Sunil broke off his kiss to pinch one between his teeth over the Kurti. Priya was breathing in grunts and moaning. She closed her eyes and cried out as his teeth dug into her soft flesh. The sensation drove her crazy. It was deliciously painful. She pulled his head firmly against her breast while raking his back with her nails, pulled her legs up and wrapped them around his hips, grinding her crotch against the hard bulge in his pants. She wanted him in her so bad, she almost came at that moment.

Priya couldn’t control anymore and needed to feel the hardness that was poking her stomach. She moved her hands and reached for his hardness over his pants. She could feel the rock-hard cock in her hands, and she started to rub it, pull it. They were still kissing and sucking each other’s tongue all this while.

She ran her hand over his erection a few times before pulling from the kiss. Priya looked down to admire the length of his manhood. She gave his dick a gentle squeeze and with a smile playing on her lips and leaned in to give him full mouth kiss again. She tried fumbling through his belt trying to open it. Meanwhile sunil tried to push his hands underneath the kurti. She held his hands as she had other plans. She moved Sunil to table and while still grinding into him started kissing him again.

"I can't take it anymore," he urged. "I have to have you."

"We have to do it some other time. Not now," she quickly replied. Priya wanted to check his cock before they parted their ways for tonight. So she moved her hand inside his pants and massaged his cock.

Sunil pushed her to kneel in front of him. In a trance she kneeled down in front of him and was staring at his bulge. She still didn't have the courage to unleash his dick. Sunil was playing with her silky hair, urging her to take the next step. She hesitated but taking a deep breath moved her hands again onto his bulge. She gave it a gentle squeeze before moving her hands towards his waistband. She slowly pulled down his pants to reveal his boxers. Priya pulled down his underwear too after this. And what greeted her mesmerized her. It was indeed larger than her husbands and stood out majestically.

"Do you like it?" he asked her with a smirk on his face. She did not respond but kept on staring at it with awe. She felt a need to wrap her fingers around his hard dick which she did and still there was almost half of his dick left. Its head was all wet with his precum from the foreplay. She was in a state of trance as she started jacking him slowly. It was a very slow movement. After few minutes of stroking Priya moved her other hand onto his manhood to pull back his foreskin. The large purplish head stared at her as soon as she pulled his foreskin back. She realized that Sunil’s cock was much larger than her husband both in length and width. While she did this, involuntarily her head moved closer to his dick, to examine his head in detail.

Her Luscious lips were just inches away from his large head. She tentatively leaned forward and gave a small peck on his head. Sunil’s hands were playing with her hair and urging her to take it in her mouth. She looked up directly into Sunil’s eyes. Her eyes shone hunger and lust. She went back to kissing the head and her kisses became more and more wet and then she took his head in her mouth.

Sunil had pushed his pants down and his boxers were at his knees which meant Priya had complete access to his marvelous cock. Her hands now moved to his balls as she gently massaged them, and she skillfully used her tongue on his head. She used tip of her tongue to trying to penetrate the pee-hole. This caused Sunil to moan.

She moved his cock side to have better view of his balls and then started sucking his balls. After a while, she moved her attention back to his cock and this time she proceeded to give him a full-fledged blowjob. Gradually her head started bobbing on his dick.

She could only manage to take a little beyond his head because of his huge size. Nevertheless, her intentions were clear. Gradually, she was trying to stuff more of that cock in her mouth. After about five minutes she was able to get almost half of his dick in her mouth. Sunil was in heaven. He had started to slowly hump her mouth. He held her head while his dick moved in and out of her mouth, all the while trying to push more of his dick in her. Sunil knew he couldn’t hold on more. He started grunting and his hold on her head tightened. Sensing Sunil’s approaching orgasm, Priya sucked on him even more fervently. Sunil couldn't withstand the added vigor and drove his prick in, one last time, as much as he could and came in her mouth.

Priya pulled away only a little bit to avoid choking but didn't let go of his cock and let him fill her mouth with his sperm. She tried to gulp in as much as she could. Only after he had completely emptied his balls into her mouth did he let her go. Even after that Priya still continued sucking on Sunil’s dick, ensuring that she lapped up every drop of his cum. She remembered that she never really enjoyed the taste of cum whenever her husband tried to make her swallow. This time, however, she seemed to be enjoying the taste, as she continued to clean his cock until the last drop. This time it was different.

Suddenly, Sunil's desk phone rang. They had completely forgotten that they were in office. Sunil moved to answer the phone thinking it might be important call.

It was Sunil's wife calling as he did not answer his cell. That gave Priya enough time to realize things have gone too fast. While Sunil was talking, Priya adjusted her dress and moved out of cabin. She headed straight to women’s room and washed her mouth. She stood in front of the large mirror and looked at her heaving self. She texted Sunil that she is leaving for home and immediately collected her belongings and rushed towards elevator. Sunil was not in mood to leave her like that. He rushed to the elevator and entered in with her. As soon as the elevator started, he moved in to kiss her and she again allowed it. She just couldn’t resist him.

Once the elevator reached ground floor, both said good night and headed on their way. As Priya’s cab was moving through the busy streets, her mind was still occupied with the events that happened in the evening. It was hard for her to believe what she just did; she actually sucked her boss. The car was moving slowly through the thick traffic, she looked at her reflection in the back-view mirror and smiled feeling thrilled and liberated.

To be continued….

 

[Mohan Ahuja]

Changing husband name from Anil to Ravi

She was still feeling very restless even after reaching home. Once at home she changed into nighty and had her dinner. She could not get her mind off the events that happened today. She flinched as all the feelings of guilt for having betrayed her husband's trust that she had managed to suppress came rushing up, hitting her almost like a physical blow. Her mind dwelt on the enormity of what had happened between Sunil & herself.

She burst into tears. Memories of the many events in her married life came welling up, happy & sad, romantic, intimate, mundane, funny; their first night together, their first fight, the birth of their first child, the holiday etc.

How could I allow myself to forget all that and let a stranger take me? She thought No, she had not just allowed a stranger to take her; she had actually enjoyed being taken!. I am a slut and I deserve whatever punishment my husband gives me, she thought. Finally, Priya was so drained and exhausted, she nodded off to sleep.

Ravi called in evening to check on his wife.

“Hi Dear how are you”

Priya was silent and Ravi knew something was wrong.

"What's the matter? Is something wrong?" He asked, his concern showing.

“Ravi if I tell you something, would you promise me that you won’t be mad”

“I won’t be mad Priya tell me” Ravi said

Ravi was a bit surprised and thought she might have spent money on a new dress or something frivolous of which she thought he would get mad at.

“Something happened with me." She whispered after a pause.

"Did someone misbehave with you? Who was it?" Ravi said with a bit of anger in his tone.

"Yes... But maybe I too have been at fault." Priya responded between sobs.

"What fault? Who was it?" Ravi flared up.

Priya broke into uncontrollable sobs and Ravi tried his best to pacify her. After some time, she finally stopped.

"Now tell me everything from the beginning." Kapil said.

"Please don't be angry. After you hear me out, I will accept whatever punishment you give me." Priya Said. Over the next twenty minutes, Priya told Ravi everything that had happened. From time to time, she hesitated, paused, and then continued, slowly overcoming her shame and guilt.

Ravi sat in his chair halfway across the world, trying to come to terms with what he had just been told. Priya sounded wracked with guilt. He had promised not to get angry. And he had always maintained that he was not a hypocrite. The only thing he could say was,

"I am not angry. I am just...I don't know.”

Ravi remembered what he had himself been suggesting to Priya for the last several months.

They had a great marriage going. However, after long years of marriage, some monotony had inevitably crept in. Of late Ravi had set his heart on having sex with partners outside their marriage, for the sake of greater variety and enjoyment. He reasoned that so long as they stayed committed to each other, there was no harm done. Priya had not been enthusiastic about the idea but had eventually agreed, to make Ravi happy. He had also suggested to Priya that if an attractive man were to make advances to her, she should not reject them outrightly, and allow the situation to develop further. Perhaps he reasoned that if Priya were to have an affair with another man, she would then let him scout for a woman for himself.

They were both quiet for a while as Ravi gathered his thoughts. Finally, he spoke:

“I am just struggling to come to terms with it. Priya, it is one thing to agree in theory and another to hear something like this play out. But that's my problem, not yours. What I have said all these years still applies. You have done nothing wrong, and my troubles dealing with it shouldn't make you feel guilty."

“Priya, I get that your body is in its sexual prime. And after years of having my permission to do so, you feel like acting on your urges when I am away for months." "You have my go-ahead if you want to take this any further. I just want you to be careful."

"I don't know if I want to actually take it any further." Priya said."Why?""I am worried how it will affect things between us. You mean the world to me. You are my life. If you were around all the time, I wouldn't even have these urges.""Don't worry about me." Ravi said.

Then they talked about mundane stuff and Ravi ended the call.

Priya was happy and relieved, but also a bit apprehensive at this turn of events.

Next few days were not that eventful apart from few touches and smooches. Both were busy with work and did not get time. However, with each passing day Priya gained in confidence and her body language changed. She started to dress bold and her wardrobe changed, partially with the gifts from Sunil. She started to take better care of her body with daily yoga, etc.

She started to enjoy her new self, the looks of admiration from men, the envious glances from the women of her building.

One evening when she was lying in bed twisting and turning when the phone buzzed. It was Sunil checking in on her. This had become a routine now

“Hey gorgeous, awake?”

“yes” She responded trembling

“Thinking about me or my..” he wrote

“Both” She was becoming confident at this.

“What were you thinking babes”

“I was thinking how it felt to Kiss you Sunil. You are good kisser.”

“And” Sunil replied

“And your cock is huge and cum a lot” She texted

In her mind she was trying to gain some control back. She wanted to drive Sunil equally crazy about her. It was cat and mouse game they were playing. To gain the upper hand she told him “You know what I forgot to mention that I had a dream about us few days back.”

Sunil called her immediately to more about it. She laughed thinking she has Sunil by hook. Priya started describing the dream

“Don’t think too much, it could be because of the first kiss. I dreamt that we were kissing again in your cabin. My back was against the wall. My hands were running all over your body”

“What were my hands doing” Sunil asked

“What do you think they were doing” Priya asked in husky voice

“They would be playing with those heavenly boobs of yours” Sunil replied

Priya moaned into the phone as approval. Sunil asked “Then what happened”

She said, “you put your hands inside my panty”.

“Were you wet” Asked Sunil

“Yes” She moaned in husky voice . “I am wet right now Sunil” It slipped out of her mouth in moment of heat.

“Touch yourself Priya. I want you to put a finger inside your wet pussy” Sunil said.

She just moaned loudly, and Sunil knew she was doing it. Sunil was hard imagining about the horny housewife laying naked in bed playing with herself. On the other side of the phone, Priya started fingering faster playing with her clit.

She could feel a massive orgasm coming. All the pent-up frustration, foreplay, excitement of teasing all these days were now showing its effect. She put the phone on speaker and kept it beside her. She could hear Sunil encouraging her by saying “Imagine that my cock drilling your hot pussy while my lips are latching on to your boobs”

Priya pinched her nipples with one hand and with other she rubbed herself.Her hand got buried between her legs, "mmmm... so you want to fuck me, Sunil" she was picturing Sunil on top of her.

"Do you want to fuck me in this bedroom. Sunil?" she said while feeling her own orgasm approaching.

She was so excited; she did not even hear what Sunil responded. Priya had a big orgasm picturing all of this.

As for Sunil, all he heard was moans and screams. He too did not realize when his owns hands went to his hard cock and started pumping it. As Priya was having her orgasm, Sunil too hit peak and came. Both took few minutes before reaching for their phones.

All Sunil wanted now was to fuck her in real. Priya was still not too sure about actual fuck. It was still a big step for her.

“Priya, tomorrow is Saturday, no one will be in office. Will you come by 4:00 PM” Sunil asked

“Why do you want me to come on a holiday” She knew very well why Sunil was asking her to come.

“I want to give you my full attention” Sunil said. She felt amazing knowing such a powerful guy the MD of company wanted her.

“I am not sure I can Sunil. Let me see” She replied.

“Ill be waiting Priya. Good night babes”

The whole of Friday she was very fidgety. Once again, her mind was in turmoil. Time passed at an excruciatingly slow pace. She felt as if her soul had detached itself from her body and was hovering overhead, observing her as she mechanically went about her daily routine.

Eventually, she managed to calm herself down. Slowly, her confusion cleared, and she decided to listen to her heart. She was herself surprised at the clarity this brought to her thinking. Yes, she would go ahead and meet Sunil.

She decided that she was not going to tell Ravi anything in advance. After all, the worst that could happen had already happened a fortnight ago, and Ravi did not mind it. He could very well have forbidden her from meeting Sunil again, but he hadn't. In fact, he had not really expressed any views at all... He told her that he wasn't exactly averse to her continuing her meeting with Sunil.

She had a nice long shower. Once she got out of shower and dried herself, she chose the best set of bra and panty, the one which Sunil had ordered online few days back for her. The bra was a half cup which pushes up her supple boobs and the matching pink panties were just two triangular fabrics, barely able to cover her ample ass.

She wore a pathani salwar kurta, the kurta was short one barely reaching below her thighs and the salwar was fluffy as per the latest fashion. She looked in the mirror and found that the tight kurta was producing an enticing cleavage. After applying red lipstick and little bit of makeup she stepped out of the bedroom. She booked the cab and reached office. She saw Sunils’ car already parked and knew Sunil was already in office. She headed straight to his cabin. Sunil greeted her.

"My god you are looking so hot," he commented, "the weather too is so romantic after this unexpected shower."

"You are always in a romantic mood," she smiled and sat in front of him.

“I am thirsty” She said

“What would you like to have, water, a drink or protein shake” Sunil said with a mischievous smile.

“Water for now” She responded

Sunil handed her water and she drank it. She was still a bit nervous.

“So lets get to work” Sunil said and turned towards his monitor so as to tease her.

“I did not come here to work” Priya replied with a mischievous smile and stood up.

Sunil too got up. You have such a perfect figure," he spoke and pulled her into his arm.

He leaned in into her and started kissing her, with tongue without tongue.

"So beautiful! So sexy!" He whispered. He was once again treated to the delightful sight of her full boobs swelling out of the neck opening even as her stiff nipples tented the layers of clothing covering them. Sunil’s male scent assaulted Priya’s nostrils and lit a little flame in her.

Knowing well that Sunil is a philanderer and she was nothing to him except a good fuck, yet she was not able to resist the sensations; intense, irresistible desire surged through her body.

Her heart skipped a beat as he untied the cord of her Salwar, "OMG...OMG... this is really happening, it can't be... he will be fucking me," she thought.

His fingers flew as he quickly pulled out the kurta. She arched her back proudly. Her tits and the restraining bra burst into the open like prisoners escaping to freedom. His hands were soon caressing her tits. He couldn't stop himself from running his fingers over her nipples. They quickly responded by becoming even stiffer.

Sunil broke off his kiss to pinch one between his teeth. His licking and sucking on her tits turned her light pink nipples a deep red. He dug into her soft flesh. Sunil moved his tongue from left to right tit getting a taste of every inch of her. The sensation almost drove her crazy.

She could feel his teeth on her nipple. It was deliciously painful. Priya threw her head back to let Sunil have full access as his lips slowly travelled from her nipples to her throat and then continued upwards to nibble her chin and her earlobes. His unhurried nibbling, licking, and sucking drove her to a full, breathless arousal. He continued to knead and fondle her breasts.

There was nothing subtle or gentle in his actions as his hand travelled downwards over her soft, belly and then pressed into her crotch. Priya looked at Sunil through her lust inflamed eyes as he straightened up. She could see Sunil’s swollen cock tenting his pants. She gasped and arched her body as Sunil straightened himself and fished out the throbbing cock. He pulled her hand onto it. She groaned when she felt the heavy girth of his organ. She could feel the slippery precum oozing from the tip.

Holding his cock firmly she began stroking it. Her eyes shone hunger. Sunil knew that she is ready now, he pushed the panty down those shapely thighs and out of her legs. He was treated to the wonderful sight of her plump thighs and tapering calves. The skin was smooth, fair, hairless and unblemished. He then shifted his attention to the treasure lying at the junction of her legs. Sunil started caressing and planting little kisses on her thighs, beginning at the knees and slowly but inexorably moving toward her pussy.

Sunil lifted Priya up and kept her on his table. His skilled foreplay had quickly aroused Priya. He kept her at peak arousal as he slowly moved toward his prize, while she continued, uttering little gasps and moans.

Finally, he buried his nose against her crotch and inhaled deeply. The sudden pressure on her pussy, was sufficient for Priya to experience a little orgasm.

"Anhhh..." She exhaled in a rush.

Sunil was treated to the amazing sight of Priya’s hairless cunt. Her outer lips were plump and soft. The thick outer lips sat snug against each other. Her pussy was smooth, hairless and looked almost virginal. Priya spread her thighs wider as Sunil leaned forward towards her pussy. This caused the outer lips to open up a little and Sunil could just glimpse her pink inner lips and the clit hiding in its hood. He planted little kisses and licks on her inner thighs and then moved down. He planted kisses on her outer lips and then forced her thighs wide apart with his hands. Her pussy opened up like a flower and the pink folds of her inner lips were exposed to his eyes. They were completely wet.

"Hnhh!" Priya emitted a sharp, throaty cry as she felt Sunil’s hot breath on her pussy. She stretched her thighs even wider and raised her hips, offering her cunt for Sunil. She was in a semi reclining position, resting the weight of her upper body on her elbows. She watched in fascination as Sunil licked her slit slowly, travelling down and up from just below her clit to just shy of her anus. Priya’s hips started thrashing about and Sunil had to forcefully hold down her thighs. As he gradually increased the pressure, Priya started moaning and whimpering.

"YESSSSSSSSSSS!!" she hollered her way through first of her many intense orgasm.

He clamped her thighs down and waited for her to climb down from her high. Then he started his slow tonguing again. Soon, she hit another orgasm as he sucked and licked her clit. He continued for a long time, using his magical fingers in addition to his talented tongue.

Priya had lost all sense of time and lost count of the number of times she had climaxed, by the time Sunil finally straightened up.

He climbed over her trembling body and kissed her. While driving his tongue into her mouth, Sunil worked Priya’s tit over with his hands

"Shit, Oh my God, please fuck me," she wanted him in her so bad, she almost came at that moment. Sunil smiled as he was happy to see her so turned on. Priya had the tightest, hottest pussy imaginable, and it isn't often that a man in his mid-forties has the opportunity to have such a young woman eager to be used.

Priya looked even more horny when fully naked. Finally, finally Sunil was ready to claim his prize. As he stepped closer to her, Priya laid down on the table. Her hips were close to the edge and her legs dangled below. Sunil quickly removed her sandals and placed her feet on the table, her thighs spread wide apart. As soon as she felt Sunil’s cockon her pussy, she reached down, held his cock in her fingers and guided it between her inner lips.

"Ahhhh," her eyes spread wide and she let out a cry of pleasure as he pushed his cock into her wet cunt. Sunil held her legs spread wide and thumped his cock upto the hilt. With one continuous stroke, he stuffed every inch of his long thick prick in her pussy.

"Oh god-ohh, unh!" Priya cried as his big 7 inches cock slid up

Sunil felt his rod was clutched in vise like grip. He pulled back a few inches and then jabbed his entire dick forward. Her breath was coming in short bursts as she felt his cockhead reached so deep inside the core of her cunt. Sunil spread out over her, grabbing her petite soft body completely under him. He started to enjoy yet another of his conquest.

"Unh-ahh-oh god-oh!" she gasped and panted and humped and buckled as he hammered his long thick black cock in her hot cunt

"Aaaahhh!" Sunil sighed ecstatically

There was hardly any resistance from her hot, inflamed, fully lubricated pussy, until he bottomed out. Her pussy fitted snugly around his cock like a tight glove. Priya felt herself being stretched open and savored the friction of his cock against her sensitive flesh. Sunil felt her pussy grip his cock at the base as Priya tightened her pelvic muscles. Sunil pulled out almost fully and then again slowly thrust in. He was soon holding her in place by her love handles as he continued his slow, long, evenly paced thrusts.

She kept up her throaty moans as Sunil continued his slow, deep thrusts. She soon experienced a tide arise in her pussy and spread all over her body, leaving even her toes tingling. Sunil only half noticed her reactions as he continued to fuck her. Priya climaxed once again shortly afterwards.

He dug his fingers into the plum white flesh of her boobs and enjoyed the painful groans emanating from her. He loved the way she eagerly kissed him back and started to bang her cunt feverously.

"Ahh... ahh... ahh..." Priya moaned with each thrust."You are really tight," Sunil murmured, "your husband has not opened you up.""Ugg... ugg... ugg..." Priya continued to groan.

"Do you like it!!" Sunil spoke banging his entire length in and out of her dripping tight cunt."Yessss... fuck me."

"Unh-ahh-oh god-oh!" she gasped and panted as he hammered his long thick black cock in her hot juicy pussy. "Oh god, you are so big! Oh, it's never been so good!" she cried, "fuck me harder... tear my pussy apart."

He felt like his cock was milked by her pussy and knew that he cannot last long at this pace so he slowed down a bit."No... no... don't stop," Priya howled.

"I am not stopping but have to slow down or else I will cum and I don't want to end this so soon.""Fuck me hard... and cum inside me," she nudged him.

"I don't want it to end." Sunil replied"Do it..." she pushed her pussy into him, "fuck me harder... I am so near... if you want we can do it again."



Sunil was thrilled to hear this and started to bang her in earnest."Yeahhhh... yessss..." she closed her eyes and was lost into it, "cum in my pussy... fil me up.""Yess," Sunil grabbed her waist and pumped

"Ahhhh.." she cried out loud forgetting everything and clutched his body hard as her own orgasm shook her body.Both of them cummed almost simultaneously and Sunil filled her cunt with his load.

They lay in each other's arms, puffing and panting, glistering with sweat. His cock still buried inside her cunt, slowly softening. The things cooled down a bit. She had committed adultery, she had been unfaithful to her husband, but she felt no regret, no guilt. All she felt was good. Sensually good.

As the sensation subsided, she realized where she was and started to feel a bit ashamed at her naked state. Sunil’s cock slowly slipped out of her pussy. She quickly slipped out from his grip and quietly dressed.

"You are so sweet," Sunil embraced her. She blushed

He gave her a quick kiss on her checks, "Ok now let us move it is very late." The office was quite as no one was around, it was a bit dark also as most of the lights were closed. She called up cab and headed home. She had a lot to tell Ravi and she did not know how he would react.

 

[Mohan Ahuja]

First, thank you for love and appreciation for previous part. It motivates writers like me to write more stories. Going forward I am going to write the story in Priya’s narration. Let me know if this is better or a third person PoV works better

I was lying on my bed thinking about the recent events in my life. I was wondering what had happened to me, why I gets so easily seduced by Sunil. Even after passing of two months since the first time Sunil fucked me, I cannot resist it and continued to let myself being used.

It was Saturday and I was lying in bed when I got a call from Sunil

"You know we have to go to this party tonight " he spoke.

"Ya I know,” I said, "what am I going to do there it will be people that I don’t know."

It was not exactly the office party. This party was thrown by a client, some occasion which I didn't bother to remember, and Sunil insisted that I should go with him.

The day passed by doing household chores and it was 5 PM. Sunil was going to pick her up at 6PM

A quick shower later, I came out.

Completely naked except for the towel wrapped around my hair, I walked to wardrobe and opened it. In it were several dresses Sunil had gifted. I picked up the first one, a dark blue dress knee length with a plunging neckline and overlapping diagonal patterns below the waist. Tried it on and looked in the mirror. It was good, but not quite perfect. Then the second one, a red backless evening gown that ended a couple of inches above my knee. Ravi loved this one. The third was a jade colored figure-hugging satin dress with a halter neck. The fourth was a stylish tank top with embroidery and a wrap-around skirt.

I tried all of those on one by one but wasn't quite satisfied. Then my eyes fell on plastic bag with the dress Sunil had got me yesterday. I had forgotten all about it. I took out the box, opened it, and picked up the black sequined tube dress. I held it against my naked body and looked in the mirror. Wow, it really was short. Considering my ample bosom, it would show a generous amount of cleavage at the top. And it ended just a couple of inches below my crotch. It's not like I had never worn such skimpy clothes. It's just that I hadn't worn such skimpy clothes in over a decade. No way was I wearing this.

There was the smaller box too. I opened it. It had another velvet covered box inside it. I opened it and saw a beautiful necklace studded with small diamonds. They seemed like real diamonds. Sunil had spent a fortune on me! He was going all out!

I felt guilty about leading him on. He had given me this expensive necklace. And what was I doing in return? Just treating him like a fuck buddy. No, it wasn't fair. I had to give it back. I could not keep it. However, I thought of wearing the necklace for the night, and returning it to him only when we got back home. He had put a lot of thought and effort into these gifts. The least I could do was wear them on his special night. So yes, I decided, I would wear the necklace. And I would wear the dress. So what if people stared? Who cared? It would make Sunil happy.

Make-up took just five minutes. I am blessed with a complexion that does not require much make-up. Some eyeliner and lipstick and I was set. I straightened my hair with the handheld iron and made sure it looked smooth and silky black. I picked up the a thong and slipped it on. The bra came next. But an off-shoulder tube dress meant I could not wear a bra with a strap.

I picked up a black half cup bra and hooked it on. The cups covered about a third of my boobs, just about hiding my nipples.

Without the straps, my jugs pushed hard against the half cups, but stayed confined. Then I slipped on the dress Sunil bought me. It was a snug fit, but not uncomfortably so.

I pulled the dress up to cover the bra cups and left about an inch of cleavage on display - alluring and classy without seeming sluttish. The hemline was high for sure, but if I kept my movements elegantly restricted, I would be fine. I put on the necklace, its diamonds resting just above my cleavage. Finally, I slipped on black pencil heel shoes.

I looked in the mirror and saw a bombshell. My bust, encased in the strapless bra and the shimmering dress looked prominent and appealing. The necklace seemed to draw attention to the cleavage. I turned around to look at my butt. That looked great too, thanks to the heels!. It was all for Sunil. I stood there admiring myself for a couple of minutes more. Then reminding myself to dress up a lot more even when with Ravi, I decided to get going. It was just five minutes to 6. I picked up a small black hand purse, put my cellphone and some other necessities in it, and waited.

Sunil came sharp at 6pm and called me. He was waiting in the parking lot.

Sunil’s face lit up at the sight of me wearing the dress and the necklace. He smiled at me and nodded approvingly. I smiled back and got in the car.

The party was at a farmhouse bungalow at least 20 kilometers from my home and it took more than an hour to reach. It was just getting dark and Priya was amazed at the beauty of the place. The driveway had palm trees on the side. A large lush green garden and the building looked like a modern-day castle. She didn't even know that this kind of place existed. The house was full of guests and Priya was happy that none of them were know. She moved around the place with Sunil meeting people most of them businessmen.

They continued to mingle around and moved to the bar. They took the drinks and Sunil offered Vodka to Priya too. She took a glass. The drink was made especially for ladies and tasted like a lemon drink. She quickly gulped down two.

"Hello, Sunil, how you doing." They turned around and found that a tall man must be in his late fifties standing behind.

"Ohh Hello Mr Gupta," Sunil shook hands with him.

"How come I never met your lovely wife," he smiled at Priya.

"She is not my wife," Sunil laughed, "she works with me” Sunil said

"Wow I have never seen such a beauty," he smiled and moved his hand forward.

I also smiled at his flirtatious behavior and held his hand.

"He is Mr Gupta, CIO of the Softtel and she is Priya our project manager," Sunil introduced us. Gupta held her hand longer than required. He felt the warmth of the soft hand and wondered how it would feel wrapped around his cock.

"Wow Priya! You look very beautiful!"

"Your table is ready, Sir." a waiter approached us. "this way please."

"After you." Gupta extended his hand towards me. I followed the waiter, with Gupta and Sunil behind me. I could almost sense Gupta’s gaze burrowing into my ass as I walked. Instinctively, I made sure the hemline was down.

We walked into what seemed like the farthest corner of the seating area.

There, the waiter pointed us to a semi-circular booth. I got in, slid to the center. Sunil would be on one side of me, Gupta on the other. As soon as Sunil sat, I slid as close to him as possible without being in his lap. For a moment, it seemed like Gupta would slide closer to me as well, but he didn't. He sat there, and addressing my cleavage, said "So nice of you two to come."

"Thanks for having us over." Sunil said. "It's nice to meet you Mr Gupta," I said.

"No need to be so formal, you can call me Piyush," he smiled ear to ear.

"Anything to drink, sir?"

"Champagne! We should have champagne!" Piyush almost leaped up.

Sunil put his right arm around my back and grabbed my right shoulder. I felt a tiny shiver as his fingers grabbed my bare skin. "We should celebrate the beginning of a beautiful relationship."

As he said that, Sunil gently pressed my shoulder. It did not escape Piyush’s notice, who flashed that all-knowing smile again.

Sunil and Piyush started talking about work. While talking, I felt Sunil's right hand come off my shoulder. He put it under the table and soon I felt it on my left thigh. I almost jumped in surprise, because he grabbed my thigh hard. Piyush hadn't noticed it because the table hid it from his sight.

As Piyush continued on, Sunil’s fingers slowly moved up the inside of my thigh until they reached the hem of my dress. I struggled to keep a neutral impression as the fingers then reached under the dress, pushing the hemline up. In a few seconds, Sunil’s fingers were at my thong. He moved the fingers around the edges, and must have realized I had wearing a thong. He gently pressed his index finger against my clit, and then took his hand away. Piyush still threw the occasional glance at my face and my chest. I suppressed a coy smile as Sunil ran the back of his fingers against my thigh again and took his hand away. Soon the waiter returned with the champagne and appetizers.

The three of us clinked our champagne flutes and raised a toast to me. I took a couple of sips. It was very smooth and rich champagne.

"The tequila shots." Sunil said to the waiter and then turning to Piyush. "Tequila chasers are great with champagne.". Piyush had already emptied his flute and the waiter rushed to refill it. As he continued to talk, Sunil almost made me lose it as he put his fingers under my dress again and pressed his cold fingers against the crotch of my thong.

I shivered visibly, and Piyush interrupted his monologue and asked,

"Are you okay, Priya?"

Sunil immediately took his fingers away from me and I felt relieved.

"Yes. Just felt a cold draft." I said. "Please continue."

The waiter returned with a tequila bottle, three shot glasses, ice and lemon. We each took a shot, and the tequila burned down my throat. It had been ages since I did tequila shots. These days I stuck to mixed drinks or wines.

"Refill!" Sunil said, and the waiter complied. I took the shot again and didn't suck on the lemon wedge this time.

In a couple of minutes, I felt the tequila's effects. I hadn't had anything since lunch other than a couple of bites of the appetizers. And I always get buzzed very easily on an empty stomach. Piyush was still droning on. I just sat back and listened, looking forward to the time he would leave me and Sunil alone.

Piyush got up to go to restroom. Meanwhile, there was a small dance floor which had a handful of people and Sunil pulled me to it. "Every pair of eyes is on you." Sunil whispered in my ear. I looked around, noticed that indeed was the case, and blushed.

"You almost made me lose it with your fingers." I said in mock anger.

"Haha, sorry about that." Sunil said as he swiveled me around. "You have no idea how difficult it is to keep my hands off you tonight."

"I appreciate the sentiment. But could you try to keep them off while Piyush is around?"

"Oh, who cares about Piyush or anyone else? You need to stop caring so much about what other people think."

And then as if to make his point, Sunil drew me close and planted a long wet hard kiss on my lips. The kiss melted my protests away. I hugged Sunil and felt his muscular back with my fingers. A handful of people dancing around us noticed us and started staring. I looked into the eyes of a frowning woman and kissed Sunil even harder. Sunil responded by putting one hand on my butt and cupping it gently. I realized I was feeling a bit turned on, making out in public like this.

Finally the song ended and Sunil broke the kiss. We walked back to the table where Piyush was wearing an even leerier grin. He had obviously seen what Sunil and I had been up to. It was now confirmed that we were more than just colleagues.

I slipped back into my seat to find a glass full of fuzzy liquid in front of me.

"I ordered us all some vodka and sprite." Piyush explained.

Not a bad choice. I wasn't a big fan of hard liquor, but vodka and sprite always agreed with me. I took a sip and was surprised at how strong it was. Must have been a double drink. I had already had one champagne and two shots of tequila. This strong drink would get me beyond just buzzed and teetering on drunk territory. Which, I decided, was not such a bad thing. I always enjoyed sex a l more when drunk.

I had already gulped down half the drink when the waiter appeared for our main course ordered. I ordered fish, and both the men ordered lamb. Sunil also told the waiter to bring us three vodka martinis, his favorite drink, when our current drinks finished.

The conversation was boring again. I was sitting there, feeling the vodka strengthen its grip over me, fantasizing about riding Sunil very soon. Meanwhile Sunil put his hand on my thigh. His fingers traced the familiar path under my dress and to the top of my thigh. But this time, it went further. I felt him slide his fingers inside the side of my thong front and gently flick my clit. I let out a sharp sigh, and Piyush glanced at me. From where he was sitting, he couldn't see Sunil’s hand, but he clearly suspected something. Fortunately, he just threw me a curious look and resumed the mundane conversation with Sunil.

Sunil started gently rubbing my clit in a circular motion, and I was overcome with a feeling of arousal and panic. I tried to push his hand away, but it stubbornly resisted and continued to do what it was doing. Sunil’s mouth seemed to have no inkling of what his hand was doing because it continued to talk to Piyush about boring stuff. I made a couple more attempts to push Sunil’s hand away but failed.

I decided to enjoy it, took a large gulp of the drink emptying the glass, and just sat back to enjoy the fingering. He was working my clit at the perfect tempo, sending waves of pleasure up and down my body, but not quite threatening to bring on an orgasm. As this continued, I felt my cunt getting wet. Sunil must have guessed that too, because after a few minutes, his thumb gently poked at the entrance of my cunt even as the other finger kept working the clit.

I inhaled sharply as the thumb entered my cunt, and Piyush looked at me again. I smiled it him, the smile being powered mostly by bliss at what Sunil was doing. Our drinks had finished so the waiter brought out the vodka martinis. I took a sip, wishing I could just close my eyes and completely relax as Sunil fingered me.

"I love martinis!" I said in a voice huskier than I intended, partly because of Sunil’s fingers.

The booze had definitely lowered my inhibitions because I drank it with a very suggestive expression my face. In process I spilled some drink on me.

Piyush slid across the semicircular seat in one quick motion until he was right next to me, his extended hand wiping the drink off my neck. From his new position he could see Sunil’s hand inside my dress. Sunil realized it and quickly withdrew his hand, but Piyush’s eyes notice the motion and saw the hand as it was retreating. I followed Piyush’s gaze towards my crotch and noticed that while retreating, Sunil’s hand had inadvertently folded the hem of my dress up and my inner thighs, glistening with moisture, were visible. I quickly pulled the dress down.

I couldn't bear to look Piyush in the eye. He slowly moved away into his original position, and there was an awkward silence. My heart was racing with embarrassment. I took a few more quick sips of my drink to calm my nerves.

"I have to take a leak." Gupta slid out of the booth again.

As soon as he was away I turned to ask Sunil to not do that again,

"Sunil please don't...ohhh...

Sunil swiftly put his hand inside my dress again and instantly found the old spots. Except this time, his thumb was on my clit and he slipped two fingers into my cunt.

"Don't what?" he nonchalantly asked as he started fingering me at a pace much more rapid than before.

"Thaaaaaaaat." I said, doing my best to keep my voice low.

"But you're clearly turned on. You like it. Maybe you don't realize it but you're an exhibitionist, turned on my being fondled and kissed and fingered in front of an audience?"

"Oh my god!" was the only response I could muster up as Sunil’s fingers now started working at a furious speed. I grabbed the table to stabilize myself and my hips moved in response to Sunil’s fingering. He still managed to retain his grip.

"Piyush is gone but I think that young lady there knows what's happening."

As I writhed under the assault of the fingers, my half-closed eyes followed Sunil’s gaze to a table where two couples were sitting. One of the girls was staring at me and nudging her friend.

"Sunil please......shit!"

My hands moved from the table to Sunil’s arm, which I gripped, but didn't really try to push away. I was too deep in now. I wanted that orgasm he was dragging me towards. Eyes closed, I leaned against Sunil, resting my head on his shoulder as his hand started pushing towards the finish line.

A few seconds later, I opened my eyes and saw that both couples were now staring at me, clearly aware of what was happening. I guess Sunil had a point about me having exhibitionist tendencies, because far from being frazzled by the fact that they were watching, I felt turned on.

"MMMmmmmffffff!" I bit into the rolled-up fabric of Sunil’s shirt sleeve to muffle the involuntary utterances that the orgasm, which had started, was causing.

My hips bucked, shaking the table slightly and causing the silverware on it to rattle as waves of pleasure washed over me. And I lost all sense of time and place, shame or dignity, and just rode it. Finally, the orgasm subsided, and my teeth released Sunil sleeve. I had just had the most powerful orgasm of my life in full view of at least four strangers, at a table at a party.

There were other people at two other tables who saw all of this, which meant I had a bigger audience than I had realized. The pleasure of the orgasm was replaced by the shame and I stared at the table as I slid the thong's crotch into place and straightened my dress. I then emptied the martini, and felt the cool warmth soothe my nerves.

“Lets have another dance” Sunil said and took my hand and helped me up. As I stood up, I felt slightly groggy. The after-effects of the orgasm combined with the drinks had made me woozy. That's when the waiter. brought two shot glasses filled with tequila.

Sunil picked up the tequila, looked at the couple, smiled, and raising the glass to them, downed it without salt or lime. I picked up the glass Sunil handed me and downed it too.

As Sunil led me to the dance floor, again, all eyes seemed to follow me. I wondered how many were just admiring my looks and how many were curious to see what the skimpily dressed big breasted drunk slut would do next. As I thought those words, I blushed with shame but also arousal. This wasn't me. I was a successful well educated and well respected manager in a top company with a glorious career ahead of me. It wasn't like me to be fingered in public, drunk, by some random colleague in front of a client.

Sunil held me in a tight embrace and swayed to the tunes the band was cranking out. He then started fondling my butt with both hands. I opened my eyes slightly and saw a small crowd had gathered around. One of them let out a low whistle as Sunil turned me around so my back was touching his chest, and then fondles my boobs. I noticed Piyush was standing at the edge of the dance floor, drinking in the sight.

For the next five minutes, Sunil and I danced like nobody was watching. Or maybe like everybody was watching, because it was something, we both clearly enjoyed. Sunil held me, turned me around, kissed me, groped every part of my body, and on one occasion, even picked me up and spun my around. That made my legs kick involuntarily, showing a handful of onlookers my thong.

As the song was ending, Sunil hugged me, and I felt the fingers of his right hand rubbing my back over my dress. His fingers seemed to be searching something. The next second, I realized what he was searching for. The hook of my bra. Very skillfully, Sunil twisted the bra from over the dress and unhooked it. That made the weight of my boobs push the bra's half cups and the dress slightly forward. I immediately put one arm over my chest.

"Whh...what are you d-doing?" I slurred.

"Shhh." Sunil said, then I felt his right hand go down the front of my dress. He reached for the bra and gave it a tug. It slipped out from my dress and soon it was in Sunil’s hands. I felt a draft and realized, much to my horror, that this had made my boobs spill out of the dress. My massive jugs were on display to half the crowd, erect nipples and all. Instantly, I pulled the dress up and covered them, but a few whistles indicated that even in that short moment, several people had seen my naked boobs. The look on Piyush’s face standing in the distance showed he was one of them.

"Sir your food is ready."

A waiter stepped on to the dance floor and said to Sunil. Sunil nodded and started leading me back to the table, bra in his hand.

My boobs, now without the shackle of a bra, kept weighing down the dress. It would keep slipping down a couple of inches as I walked, and I had to keep pulling it up. even tried holding it in place by clamping down my arms to my side but the sequin on the dress made it difficult for it to counteract the weight of my boobs.

Finally we reached the table and I swayed into the seat. That motion again made the dress slip down, displaying the top half of each breast, and I pulled the dress up and sat down, relieved that now it wouldn't slide down.

The plates were laid out in front of us and the waiter brought three more glasses. I don't even remember what the drink was. Sunil picked up a glass and put it to my lips, and I, thirsty from the dance floor, took a couple of big swigs. I then turned my attention towards the Fish. I was ravenously hungry. I picked up the knife and fork and started stuffing the Fish into my mouth.

Sunil took a couple of bites from his lamb. Then I felt his hand on my thighs again. This time, he didn't put it under my dress. Instead, he started rolling the dress up. I tried to resist, squirming away but he kept trying, and managed to pull the front hemline all the way up to my crotch.

"No, please." I whispered.

"What happened?" Sunil said and then he put his left hand over my left ear and pulled me close until our faces were almost touching.

Before I could say anything, he pulled me into a kiss. As I leaned, the front of the dress started slipping down again. I raised my right hand to pull it back up, I felt Sunil’s left hand move from my head to my right hip, and pull the dress up from the side and the back. My hand was caught between my boobs and Sunil’s chest. I then felt his right hand go lower between our bodies and hitch up the dress from the other side. The dress was now snugly rolled up around my waist, and I felt the cold leather touch my ass, which were mostly exposed because of the thong.

Now, except for the flimsy thong, I was completely naked from the waist down. Sunil whispered in my ear in a stern voice,

"Don't you dare roll in down. Finish your drink. And eat your dinner."

I felt like defying him, but for some reason, the edge in his voice made me obey. I took a couple of big swigs of the drink, picked up my fork, and started eating. Sunil’s right hand returned to my thighs. He pushed my right and left thighs apart, so I was sitting there, with my legs wide open. He then slid his hand inside my thong and started fingering me again, very gently.

I decided to just give in to the moment, and focused on the food, enjoying the pleasure Sunil was generating between my open legs. Even as I ate dinner, the movement of my arms made the the dress keep creeping down, and I always had to make sure I kept pulling it up. I lost sense of anything in the room apart from the Fish in front of me and Sunil’s fingers on my clit.

Anyone watching me from a distance, with the table hiding me from the stomach and beneath, would have thought I was simply eating my meal, occasionally struggling with a loose dress front. They wouldn't know that below the table, I was almost completely naked, with even the flimsy thong now pushed to a side. This continued for ten minutes as I downed the umpteenth drink of the night and another shot of tequila. My head was spinning, and I told myself I should stop drinking.

So far this time, Sunil had just been working my clit. Then suddenly, he inserted two fingers deep into my wet cunt in one rapid motion. That gave me a start and I almost jumped. The fork flew out of my hand, bounced on the table with a loud clink, and fell down to the floor.

"I'll get it."

Piyush’s voice. Shit! I had forgotten Piyush was even there. I watched as he put his lamb chop down in the plate and bent down to pick up my fork. The drinks were really influencing me, because it was only a couple of seconds after Piyush disappeared beneath the table did I realize what this meant. Below the table, I am sure he got a perfect close-up view of my naked thighs and hips, as well as my cunt with Sunil fingers in it.

It was no surprise when Piyush stayed down there for much longer than it takes to pick up a fork. Then I felt his greasy finger on my shin and I yelped and tried to kick it away. But he kept fondling my shin and seemed headed towards my thigh. I reached down with my right hand to push him away. But he grabbed the hand and easily held it to the side. I felt his other hand on my thigh.

Suddenly Piyush stood up and announced

“It was wonderful having you all here” Me and my friend here have some business details to discuss. So we will be moving upstairs. Feel free to finish your drink and food and have a wonderful night”

Sunil took his hand away from my crotch.

Piyush continued. “Waiter. Send the food and drinks upstairs."

Sunil and Piyush got up, but I was unable to move. I wasn't sure which sentiment held a stronger sway over me at that time - not having my clit and cunt fingered any more or the drinks making mmy head dizzy

"Let's go Priya." Sunil shoot me by the arm.

I slid out of the seat, feeling my head spin. I got up with some effort, stumbled, then fell back on the seat. Sunil pulled me up. I looked around and realized all the tables were staring at us. No, at me. Not at my face. Not even my boobs. So then what...... oh shit! I looked down and remembered my dress was still bunched around my waist. The entire crowd was getting a look at me almost naked from the waist down.

Quickly, I grabbed the dress by the sides at my waist and pulled it down. But I pulled it down too much. The hemline reached just above my knees, which was several inches below where it was supposed to be. So, you guessed it, my boobs popped out and swung side to side.

"Shit!" I said and pulled the dress up, finally putting it in place.

"Let's go." Sunil held me up by the arm and led me away.

I was having trouble walking in the pencil heels and kept tripping over them.

"Help me with her." Sunil said to Piyush.

Soon, I felt Piyush’s greasy fingers grab my other arm, and with the entire room spinning in front of my eyes, I tottered along. Even in that drunken state, I noticed the looks of everyone as we passed by. Most of the women had shocked or disgusted looks on their faces as did some of the men. The other men were staring at me with their mouths and eyes wide open.

Finally we entered the house. Sunil now took me in his arms. I stood in his embrace, back towards him, my head on his shoulder. My eyes were closed.

I felt some fingers on my chest, going into my dress and pulling it down to expose my breasts.

"What're you doing, Piyush?" Sunil said in an irritated voice.

"She has such amazing tits."

I felt his greasy palm on my left breast. I tried to push it away but I missed. God, how drunk was I? I couldn't even move someone's hand from my boobs without taking careful aim?

"Yeah, but what if someone walks in." Sunil gestured and pulled my dress back up over my boobs.

I closed my eyes, because whenever I opened them, I felt like I was having a vertigo attack. I felt myself being dragged through the corridor. After a few dozen steps, I heard the heard a door open. My eyes were still closed.

I was plopped down on a bed. I opened my eyes. It was a bedroom in a suite. Piyush gave me a long lingering look, then turned around and walked out the bedroom door. Ah good, finally alone with Sunil.

"M....Sunil" I slurred. "Fuck me! Fuck me hard!"

I folded up my knees and opened my thigh. Sunil started unbuttoning his shirt and said,

"You don't have to ask me twice!"

Wearing his just pants, he jumped on the bed and on top of me. He pulled my dress down to my waist and started biting my boobs. I ran my fingers over his abs and his pecs. He then pushed the dress up from my thigh and soon it was rolled up around my waist. With one swift motion he took off my thong, which by now was soaked. He then unbuttoned his trousers and took out his hard-erect dick.

I reached down, grabbed his dick and pulled it towards me.

"Fuck me!" I said in a throaty voice.

"Yes. Just let me slip on a condom." Sunil said, reaching into his pockets.

"Noooo! No condom!"

"What?"

"Don't wear a condom. I am on the pill." "I want to feel you inside me, skin not rubber. Come on, fuck me."

By now I was so horny, my hips bucking, begging for penetration like an animal in heat.

"Oh. But still, I prefer a condom." Sunil said and took out a wrapper.

"No, please. Just fuck me like that!"

But he ignored me and slipped a condom on anyway. Ah screw it, I thought to myself. I opened my thighs wide and waited. Sunil put his arms under my knees, lifted them up and entered my sopping wet pussy in one motion.

Sunil’s dick sent waves of pleasure through my body as we fucked on the soft bed.

"I've been waiting to bang your horny cunt all night." Sunil whispered, then started fucking me really hard. The motion made my boobs shake in a circular motion. As I looked at the ceiling, I felt it spin. The booze was still reigning over me. I closed my eyes and the vertigo sensation stopped.

"Ummmm.." I moaned with my eyes closed and lost myself in the moment. All I could feel was that cock hammering me. I tried to reach forward with my hands and feel Sunil’s abs, but I was so drunk, my hand just moved in the air and plopped on my stomach. I giggle through my moans.

To be continued...

 

[Mohan Ahuja]

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Sunil’s dick sent waves of pleasure through my body as we fucked on the soft bed.

"I've been waiting to bang your horny cunt all night." Sunil whispered, then started fucking me really hard. The motion made my boobs shake in a circular motion. As I looked at the ceiling, I felt it spin. The booze was still reigning over me. I closed my eyes and the vertigo sensation stopped.

"Ummmm.." I moaned with my eyes closed and lost myself in the moment. All I could feel was that cock hammering me. I tried to reach forward with my hands and feel Sunil’s abs, but I was so drunk, my hand just moved in the air and plopped on my stomach. I giggle through my moans.

Then Sunil straightened my legs and put them on his shoulders. He bent forward, making me bend in the waist, and moved his hands to my butt. Only the back of my head and the top half of my back were now resting on the bed. Rest of it was in the air. I felt a pleasant tension in my back curve at that angle, like I felt during yoga. My eyes were still closed. Sunil’s dick was still diligently fucking me at ever growing speeds.

In that moment, I felt so contented. With my eyes closed, and the room silent except for the sound of our bodies slapping against each other, the only sensory stimuli for me were Sunil’s dick ramming my cunt and both his hands squeezing my butt. Soon I felt his fingers grab my boobs and then squeeze my nipples. Ahhhh, that felt good. Nipple-play is something I always enjoyed. I thought about what a great multi-tasked Sunil was in bed. His dick was going at it rapidly at the same time his hands were squeezing my butt and simultaneously playing with my nipples.

Suddenly I realized. Huh? I slowly counted, trying to keep my head clear from the effects of alcohol. Yes, that's one hand on my right butt cheek, second on my left, and a third on my right breast. Immediately I opened my eyes and shrieked. Or tried to shriek. What came out was a half squeal half groan.

The hand on my breast was a dark and fat one with chubby fingers. It belonged to Piyush who was sitting on the bed right next to me with his grin just a couple of feet above my face.

"Num.....nuh......" I tried to form come up with words. Piyush grabbed my other breast and squeezed it hard. That gave me some energy.

Using all the strength I could muster, I pushed myself away from Sunil’s dick. Stumbling with great effort, I crawled backwards towards the head of the bed. There, I picked up a pillow and covered as much of my naked body as possible.

"What's wrong?" Sunil asked, sitting on his knees with his dick hanging out.

"Him.... no...what..." I shook my head and with great effort, formed a sentence "What is he doing here?"

"What am I doing here?" Piyush shrugged. "It is my home."

"No....you......went."

"I had just gone to the bathroom."

I sat there, my head spinning, my cunt aching to welcome back Sunil’s dick, and the remnants of my senses aghast that Piyush had seen me naked, getting fucked by Sunil, and played with my boobs. I tried to make sense of the situation and how to react. Sunil crawled close to me and put his arm around me.

"Considering how much you enjoyed the audience down there, I thought it would be kinky and nice to have an audience for sex."

"But....." I felt like saying - why him?

"I've seen it all downstairs anyway." Piyush added.

"Trust me, you'll like it." Sunil said, tugging at the pillow I had in front of me.

"No.. no touching." I said, looking at Piyush, whose face looked like he had just won the lottery.

"Agreed," Piyush nodded.

I released my grip on the pillow and Sunil flung it to the side. And there I was. For the first time, fully and willfully naked in front of Piyush. Every movement my body made seemed like a vulgar gesture, the way he stared at me. Even the gentle heaving of my breasts because of my breathing seemed like something obscene.

Piyush was almost drooling as he watched Sunil grab me by the hips and lay me on my back. He put my feet back on his shoulders and resumed the banging at the same speed he had left it. I closed my eyes and tried to forget about Piyush’s presence. I started moaning again with every thrust, and a while later, saw that Piyush was rubbing the crotch of his pants. Sunil was right. I also felt very turned on by the fact that he was watching me from up close as I got fucked. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine myself the way he saw me. A picture formed in my head.... of my boobs shaking up and down, the flesh of my butt hanging off the bed, Sunil’s dick going in and out of my cunt.

"UNNNHHHHHHH........" came a sound, that too from my throat.

Maybe it was the acute awareness of being watched by Piyush, or the way I pictured myself as he saw me, or the fact that Sunil had really upped his tempo, but I felt an orgasm hit me out of nowhere. Sunil kept his hands firmly on my waist to anchor me down as I shook and hollered at the orgasm. I thrashed about, a bundle of goosebumps and pleasant spasms. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the orgasm subsided, and I was resting still on my back again as Sunil kept fucking me.

I turned my head towards Piyush and saw that he had his dick hanging out of his pants, with his fingers wrapped around it. I looked into his eyes.

"You can't expect me to watch a sexy siren like you get fucked and not jack off to it." Piyush said in explanation.

I was trying to decide what to say when I felt Sunil’s dick come out of my cunt. He rolled me over and pulled me up by the waist. I was now on all fours. He gently pressed the small of my back, making me arch and thrust my butt upwards. My boobs hung heavy, with the nipples brushing against the bed sheet. Then Sunil put his left knee next to mine, unfolded his right leg and put it near my shoulder, and rammed his dick in. The force almost made me fall forward, but Sunil’s grip on my hips held me in place.

I turned my head and noticed Piyush again, sitting with his legs folded on the bed two feet away. From this higher angle, I could get a much clearer look at his dick. I watched it with curiosity. It wasn't much in terms of length.. Not much in terms of girth either. And the folds of fat above it probably made it look even smaller. It was surrounded by thick black and gray pubic hair. But what made me stare in wonder was the shape.. His dick was curved.

"I was always like this." Piyush had noticed me gazing at his dick and guessed the question I had. "You want a closer look?"

Before my booze addled brain could string together a refusal, he had slid forward and gotten on his knees. His dick was just inches from my face. Sunil’s thrust were making my body move back and forth, and then, Piyush’s dick almost touched my lips. Up close, it looked even more unusual. The veins running along it were also laid out in an odd pattern. And I noticed that Piyush had huge balls, disproportionately bigger than his dick.

"You can feel it if you like." He gently reached for my hand, but it was supporting my body and didn't budge.

Then suddenly, Sunil increased the force with which he was ramming me.

"Ahhh!" I screamed as I was thrust forward.

Just as that happened, he put a hand on my hair and pulled it ever so slightly towards his crotch. My mouth, open from my scream, suddenly found the unwelcome presence of his dick in it. "Mmmmfff.....mmmmm..." I tried to protest, but he was having none of it. I also noted that Sunil didn't say anything. His hands held my head firmly and he started gradually fucking me mouth with his dick. I fought back a gag reflex. The tip rubbed against the inside of my right cheek. As I gradually got used the taste of his dick, I also stopped struggling. I registered this unfamiliar feeling of having a dick in my cunt and another in my mouth, like some tramp. And far from being disgusted, I actually liked it. My mouth went from being a reluctant host for Piyush’s dick to showering it with hospitality. I started using my tongue and lips and made a conscious effort to suck his dick in a way he would enjoy it. I was really amused and intrigued by how its shape felt inside my mouth. As I sucked on the dick, I found my mind drifting to thoughts of how it would feel inside my cunt.

For about five more minutes, I was on my knees with Piyush’s dick in my mouth and Sunil’s in my cunt. I had expected Piyush to cum in my mouth soon, but he seemed to have staying power. Sunil too had been pounding me for close to half an hour now. My thighs and knees were beginning to hurt. Finally, I felt Sunil’s grip on my waist tighten and his fucking tempo increase. I realized he was about to cum soon.

I took Piyush’s dick out of my mouth, turned my head around, and breathlessly said to Sunil,

"Please.....inside.....cum...."

But he was too far along to register anything I said. Soon he started jerking his hips and even through the condom, I felt his jizz. Sunil kept cumming for a good twenty seconds or so. Sunil’s final thrust was really hard and knocked me down on my sides. I was on my side, my ass raised up sideways, my legs folded to my left, my arms under me. He withdrew his dick with a plop sound and went to the bathroom. I lay in the position, tired, but also suddenly feeling a void in my cunt as Sunil’s dick had left it after such a long time. I was still lying on my side, giving, a great view of my butt and my cunt to Piyush. Suddenly, I felt him move towards me. I saw him kick his pants off and jump on his knees behind my butt. Before I could refuse or push him away, he had thrust his dick into my cunt.

"Ahhhh!!! Just as warm and tight as I have been imagining all these years!" Piyush put his hands on my hips and started fucking me.

"FUCK!!! OH GOD!!!" I heard myself scream. I had opened my mouth to tell him to get off me, but somehow it changed into cries of pleasure. The angle I was laid at, and the angle his dick was bent at had caused a happy confluence between the tip of his dick and my g-spot.

"You like that don't you?" he said in a hoarse voice, and spanked my left hip a couple of times.

I just stretched out my hands along the bed, closed my eyes, and tried to come to terms with the fact that this old man's moderate sized dick was somehow giving me way more pleasure than Sunil’s dick. Yes, size doesn't matter beyond a point. But still, this was a shock.

Suddenly Piyush turned me around and made me lie on my back again. He moved his hands over my flat stomach and as his hand slipped down, I groaned and automatically spread my legs. His other hand reached to the lovely globs of flesh which stood proudly over my chest. He chuckled looking at the soft pink areola and slightly dark nipples.

"Your boobs are so flawless," he squeezed them like lemon, "they don't have any marks."

"Ahhh... easy," I moaned.

"Don't worry, I will make good use of them," he looked happy, while I shivered not knowing what he will do.

Piyush smiled at my reaction and spread my legs and placed his cock over the opening. He slowly pushed in and I moaned loudly, "ahhhh...." I clutched my fists and grabbed the bed sheet. Piyush took it slow and pushed his cook inside me. I felt filled, and I waited for him to start banging me. But Piyush had different things in his mind. After impaling me completely, he lay on top of me squeezing me under him. He kissed me on lips and teased me with some small strokes.

"Ahhh... ugg... uggg," I groaned and bucked my hips.

"Now is the time to make use of these tits," he spoke, "Priya now you are going to experience some pain," he caressed my hairs.

"What!!" I groaned.

"Don't worry you will like it... if you feel like, you can scream out loud there is no one around who can hear you," he spoke and I was scared.

Piyush grabbed the left boob, just below the areola, between his thumb and fingers. He squeezed it and slowly increased the pressure.

"Ahhh.. fuck bastard," I cried out as it started to hurt but Piyush didn't stop instead increased the pressure. "Ayeeeee... shit..." I screamed out loud and tried to pull away his hand.

" Please... please... leave me," I thrashed in pain but Piyush had me pinned under his body. "Yesss," Piyush was pleased with himself, I felt a twitch in his cock. "Please darling, scream out loud," he whispered and grinded the soft flesh between his thumb and finger.

I screamed on top of my voice and wrestled with him to free myself. I felt a burning sensation in my left tit which was spreading throughout my body. Suddenly he let go the tit.

"Ahh.. ugg.. ugg.. ugg.. ugg.. ugg.. ugg.. ugg.. ugg.." I continued to wiggle in pain and my pussy kept squeezing tightly around his cock.

Piyush kissed my lips and enjoyed my wriggling, he was immensely pleased with himself. This is a fresh and young woman he was using for his pleasure.

"Now the other tit," he spoke.

"No... no... please," I said eyes widened.

He kissed my lips, "you are terrific darling, just some more pain and then you will want more," he was ecstatic.

In between my protests he grabbed the right tit and squeezed it the same way.

"Ahhhhhhhh... Fucking bastard... Ahh.. ugg.. ugg.. ugg.. ugg.. ugg.. ugg.. ugg.. ugg.."

Piyush watched me wither in pain and enjoyed the tightening of my pussy over his cock. After he let go of my tit I was still withering in pain and my body shaking.

He kissed my lips again and soaked in every bit of pleasure he was driving out of his act. He waited for me to stop squirming and then he started to bang his cock into my pussy.

I never felt the pain and pleasure like this, my tits were burning, my pussy was burning, and I was gasping for air at each stroke.

"Now both of them together," he stopped the strokes and grabbed the titties. I screamed again and grabbed his shoulders to push him away but was not even able to move him an inch. He pulled the tits and banged the cunt simultaneously. I felt as if I was hammered between my legs and the ripples reached to my tits. I cried out loud at each thrust.

An orgasm started to build inside me and I screamed and bucked my hips to take more and more of his cock. Piyush enjoyed the sensation that my squirming pussy was giving him and pulled harder at my nipples. As the orgasm started to grow Piyush pulled and pinched the nipples one by one like milking a cow. Then suddenly he stopped and let go of my tits.

"Ughh..." I bucked my hips, "do it."

"Do what darling," Piyush teased me.

"Fuck me," I moaned.

"And what about the tits."

"Uggg... Ahhh..." I groaned and trying to pull him in

"Do whatever you want," I pleaded

I had never felt anything like this before, I was craving for release. I bucked my hips and placed his hand over my tits, "Do it!!" I shouted.

Piyush smiled and attacked my boobs.

"Ufffff... ughh... you are killing me... fuck...oh god," I screamed in pain and pleasure as Piyush again started to bang my pussy. The orgasm was slowly rising and was not giving a quick relief like I used to have earlier. The pain in the tits were giving a different type of burning sensation.

My shrieks had grown louder. "Well well, you two have become friends I see!" came Sunil’s voice. Piyush broke the kiss and I saw Sunil with a towel wrapped around his waist standing next to the bed. Piyush now grabbed my hair and started pounding me even harder. Getting rammed in the cunt by the an old man while being watched by young handsome man felt so.... wrongly right. That perverted realization along with Piyush’s dick brushing against my g-spot made it happen again.

Shivering I braced for my second orgasm in a short time. Sunil recognized the shiver and the expression on my face.

"Good work Piyush, you're making her cum."

"Really?" Piyush said in a delighted voice and started pounding me harder.

I screamed and arched my body as the orgasm started to spill over, for a full one minutes I was not in this world as my body withered and shuddered continuously. This orgasm was so forceful, I almost pushed Piyush off me. Almost. Because as it happened, watching my naked body writhe and twist made Piyush cum too. For about a minute, Piyush and I were both hollering and grunting, shaking and clawing at each other. I was still groaning after the orgasm subsided.

Piyush was having a time of his life as he enjoyed this houesewife, winching in pain under him. This is all he wanted and as I climaxed so did his cock spurted the cum inside my twitching pussy.

Finally, we both stopped shaking. Piyush collapsed on top of me. He kissed me deep and hard again. And then rolled off the bed.

I lay there on my back, breathless My thighs were hurting like crazy. Even my breasts, which had been used thoroughly by Piyush, were sore. Sunil was sitting next to me. He ran his fingers over my butt and my back. My eyes were half closed with exhaustion and with the remaining drunkenness. I kept looking into Sunil’s beautiful eyes. And before I knew it, I had drifted into sleep.