Aditi Ka Affair Shashank Ke Sath 8211 Part 2
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This past New Year day my wife gave me an incredible present. It was a photo album, which she made me promise never to show to anyone else. I reluctantly agreed. I say reluctantly because it is a shame she will not let me share it with the world. You see, it is filled with high quality, glossy color photos of Aditi in various stages of undress and in all kinds of provocative poses.
The pictures were taken by a professional photographer, and I rate them as being nearly of the same quality as the glamorous erotic shoots are done for a magazine. There are pictures of her in elegant attire, in flimsy lace nighties and undies, and in revealing swim suits. I would put her up against centerfolds anytime.
It is real shame others can’t see these pictures, I told her. But I promised her. I had asked Aditi to have some cheesy pictures taken a couple of times during our marriage, but she never showed much interest. She said she thought she would be too embarrassed to ever pose foe a photographer.
After giving me the album, she laughed and said it had taken some doing to actually go through with it. She made three appointments with Monty, a photographer friend of ours, before she had them taken. She chickened out of an October appointment at the last moment. She canceled a second appointment the week before. Thanks giving because her period started.
She finally had the shoot the week after Thanksgiving. The photographs made Aditi look unbelievably sexy. On New Year morning, after she gave me the album, I soon had her back in our bedroom making passionate love. Since then we have kept the album in a dresser drawer, and I have looked at it more times than I can count.
When Aditi comes into the bedroom and sees me looking at them, she grins, knowing she is about to get fucked now. Aditi had been evasive when I asked how it was for her. Last night she saw me looking at the album and said, “You really love those, don’t you, Sanju?” I nodded eagerly and grinned. She said, “Would you like to see more?”
I nodded even more avidly. “Did you do another shoot?” I asked. Aditi shrugged and replied coyly. “Well, no. But I had more pictures taken that day. They were to be just for me, but I will let you see them if you want to.” I was nodding and panting like a puppy dog indicating how much I did.
Aditi went to one of her dresser drawers to retrieve the key to the cedar chest at the foot of our bed where she keeps personal keepsakes. She kept talking as she opened the chest. “I want to warn you, honey. These pictures are a lot more risqué.” Wow, I thought. I was so excited; I figured all I had to do was touch my hard cock and I would come.
Aditi retrieved another album from the bottom of the chest. She clutched it to her and said, “Before I let you see this, I want you to promise me you won’t be upset. You will see me completely exposed. Does that bother you?” I shook my head as I reached for the album, but she still held on to it.
“Wait,” she said. “There’s more.” “More?” I said. I had to restrain myself from just grabbing the album. “There’s somebody else in some of the pictures,” she said, watching my reaction closely. What she saw was a shit eating grin and eyeballs popping out of my head. “His name is suraj. He’s an assistant of Monty’s and a male model.
Sanju, you’ve always claimed you’re not the jealous type. These pictures will put you to the test. They show us naked, fooling around, in all kinds of suggestive poses. Sure you can handle it?” My dick was actually throbbing as I nodded. Aditi finally handed me the album. The first pictures were of Aditi in lingerie like I’d never seen her wear.
Every square inch of her luscious body was exposed. There was even a close up of her juicy cunt with her pussy lips apart with her fingers. Then I got to the pictures with suraj, a tall, well built, dark skinned black man. The pictures started out with him in tux and her in a short white dress. She wore pearl necklace, matching earrings and white spiked heels.
Their dancing poses turned to undressing and suggestive poses. I almost came in my pants when I saw my wife bent over backward in suraj’s arms, her strapless dress off her boobs, his tongue touching one of her erect nipples. There was one of suraj, his coat off, shirt open, trousers at his knees. Aditi was curtsied in front of him. His huge black cock stood out.
Her dainty hand held it, and her open mouth was only an inch from his the big head. Next there was Aditi; dress bunched around her waist, lying on a circular bed with suraj hunched over her, his tongue practically touching her exposed cunt. I groaned when I saw the next ones. suraj had his trousers down to his knees. Aditi’s dress was around her waist.
Her legs were around his body and her hands held onto his shoulders. His hands cupped her bare hips and their groins were pressed together. He had a look of intense pleasure. She had her head tilted back, eyes closed, mouth hanging open. My groan was not from displeasure. I was about to climax.
The last pictures showed them on the round bed. In the next to last, Aditi legs were around suraj’s, her head tilted back, chin up, eyes closed, mouth open, with a look of ecstasy. His grimace expressed sexual release. The final picture showed him on his back, my wife lying face down on him, her legs splayed outside his. His hands lay clasped on her sexy butt.
His eyes were closed, and as her head faced the camera, you saw that hers were too. They fully looked the part of sleeping lovers locked together in the sleep of the erotically exhausted. I sighed, let the album fall to my lap, and leaned my head back. I closed my eyes and smiled dreamily. Like the two sleeping lovers, I needed to recover.
I had come in my pants, without even touching myself. The pictures are the most erotic things I have ever seen. Aditi lay down on her side looking at me as I lay on my back. Looking at the wet spot on the front of my trousers, she smiled and said, “I take that as a sign that those pictures didn’t upset you.”
“Upset?” I murmured. “Those pictures are incredible. How could I be upset?” Aditi’s finger drew little figures on my chest as she replied, “Well, you may be when I tell you the rest. I’ve got to tell you everything that happened, though.” I looked at her and said, “I don’t know what else you have to show me or tell me, but I want to hear every detail about what happened.
Don’t leave out anything. I promise you that nothing you could tell me now would upset me.” Aditi smiled and said softly, “I just hope you’ll still say that after you hear the rest of the story.” She began by talking about incredibly sexy outfits. She’d bought them back in October when she made her first appointment.
She’d gone to find something sexy and naughty to wear. She got caught up in mood and picked out things far more daring than she had ever worn or thought she would ever wear. Once home, she couldn’t bring herself to wear them in front of a man taking pictures of her. She was too self conscious to even wear them for me, and stuffed them in the back of a lingerie drawer.
Then she canceled the first appointment. When she got up the courage to reschedule, only to cancel the second appointment because of her period, she nearly did not reschedule. But she did, and by the time the day came, she was actually looking forward to it. As the time neared, she was in a very sexy mood.
As she prepared to leave for the studio, she thought about the naughty nighties. She got them out, held them in front of her and looked in the mirror. Her panties became damp with her sexual arousal. By the time Aditi got to the studio some of her self consciousness had returned, but Monty helped her relax.
He poured her some wine and asked her to show him what outfits she had brought. She blushed and stammered when he saw the new ones. She made it clear she would not actually wear any of those for the shoot. Monty, in professional fashion, merely shrugged and said, “That’s a shame, I know Sanju would love you in those.”
After another glass of wine Aditi was relaxed enough to begin the shoot. The first session was straightforward. She wore a one piece and a two piece swimsuit, a couple of nightgowns and a short pleated skirt she would flip up to show her panties. After a bit she was really getting into it. By the time it was done, she was feeling sexy, carefree and pretty uninhibited.
As she sipped her fourth glass of wine, Monty asked if she wanted to try a few photos with the outfits left in her bag. He said he would put them in a separate album. She could give them to me if she liked, or keep them, or even throw them away. As with other pictures, he would keep no backups and she would have the only copies.
Light headed and feeling very sexy, she replied, “Sure why not?” As Monty kept clicking away, Aditi found herself getting turned on. Soon she was showing her boobs, her butt, even her pussy. She did things she would never have expected. When she saw suraj watching her as she dipped her fingers in her pussy, she just gazed back at him and gave him a sexy smile.
When that session was over, she felt giddy, naughty and very, very sexy. Monty asked if she wanted to shoot one more series, with suraj. He said his assistant modeled part time. Aditi looked at suraj’s handsome face and virile physique, then giggled and said, “I can see why!” Monty said the photos would stimulate sex—no actual sex of course!
She was in a frame of mind to do just that. “Sure!” she replied. She put on the dress, with no panties or bra, while suraj put on his tux, with no underwear. When they began posing as dancers she felt what had to be enormous erection pressed against her belly, which got her hotter than ever.
When he put his mouth to her crotch, his tongue never touched her, but she felt his hot breath on her cunt and almost exploded. When she gripped his monstrous cock, she had to restrain herself from wrapping her mouth around it. Then came the scene where he was standing and she was appended to his body.
He adjusted his prick to where it would actually be below her pussy, cradled in the crack of her ass when she mashed her groin against his. By that time, though, her pussy was so hot that she reached down and pushed his cock head against her pussy lips, and then thrust her groin against his.
The breath whooshed out of her lungs as all nine inches of his cock went up her cunt. By then suraj was in desperate need too. He hunched at her as she worked her cunt up and down on his prick. Monty clicked away a mile a minute at copulating couple before him. suraj walked her over to the bed and set her down on her back.
Monty kept clicking, but by then they were totally oblivious to him. They were just plain fucking, a fast, furious, frantic fuck. As Aditi described it, I looked at the last photographs again. Beads of perspiration were visible on both of their bodies. The picture of the two of them climaxing was not fake.
Aditi said Monty caught her look of blissful climax just as suraj came. When she climaxed, she felt him pulse in her and her pussy flooded with hot wetness. Monty selected the best picture of them coming together and destroyed the rest. The last picture of her resting on top of suraj was of them in afterglow. She said she slept for a few minutes on top of suraj.
Then the men covered her and let her sleep for over an hour. When she woke up, they drove her home. I was rock hard hearing my wife tell the tale of her adulterous photo session. I looked at the pictures of suraj fucking her and wanted to make love to her.
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