Diwali Fornication 8211 Part II
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It was just before Diwali. I’d had a row with Satya about his employer’s Teen-patti party. I didn’t really want to attend. I’d been bored stupid at previous ones but had agreed to go. I thought I would dress really tartly to embarrass him, to get my own back and as I painted my fingernails and toenails bright red I began to feel sexy. Since turning 40 I had felt more confident sexually and now at the ripe age of 45 I enjoyed sex whereas hubby’s interest was waning. I put on my favorite red uplift bra, panties, a deep neck blouse showing an ample cleavage and a georgette saree wrapped tightly around me. To complete the effect, I splashed Dolce Vita, my favorite perfume, down my cleavage.
After a surprisingly pleasant meal in the ‘Aziz’ which went fairly well somebody suggested we go onto the club for teen-pati. I was not surprised when hubby agreed but thought at least it would be more exciting. However at the club my husband and his colleagues split up into groups and continued talking shop while playing teen patti. I went to get a drink and at the bar a young man walked up to me. I looked at him. He laughed and said, “you don’t know me do you? I’m a colleague of your husband. I am Nikhil. I have recently joined, fresh from college”. I looked at him and he was no older than my son. He was an attractive man in his prime with a lean fit body. Nikhil smiled as I said, “I don’t know you. When did you join the company? ” Nikhil bought me a glass of Pepsi and asked me why I was not playing? I explained I never fancied teen-patti and was bored by all the talk of work. We went up to my hubby who quickly lost interest when he saw that I was with Nikhil and became engrossed in talking to his colleagues again. We sat separately at another table.
I chatted easily to Nikhil as I continued to drink and I noticed that he kept glancing at my face and boobs. We joked and he started flirting with me. The DJ then announced that he would sing slow numbers so that couples could dance closely. Nikhil asked me for a dance. I agreed. Nikhil smiled and put his arms around my waist. We danced closely and slowly drifted into the dark area. In the darkness he pulled me closer to him. I did not resist. I felt his hand over my hips and he pulled my hips while he thrust his pelvis into me. I could feel his prick hard against my groin as he groped my buttocks. Nikhil nuzzled into my neck and kissed me while squeezing my buttocks. He whispered he had often fantasized in doing it with a mature lady. He told me I was gorgeous and his ideal woman. I glanced over to hubby between the palm fronds – he was paying me no attention. The combination of flattery and having a virile young man in my hands made me wetter and my panties became sopping wet.
He led me to a corner of the lawn where it was totally dark and kissed me and my head began to spin. I wasn’t sure if I wanted this but involuntarily I felt my tongue rolling over Nikhil’s tongue. We French-kissed for minutes as Nikhil pulled me tightly against him so he could feel my breasts squeezed up against him. He slipped his palms to my blouse. The music had finished but in darkness he fondled my breasts and continued to French kiss me. I suggested we sit down on a table which was away and in darkness. The table near my husband was taken so we sat some distance away. I felt flushed with excitement but had regained my senses. “Nikhil” I said “Do you often take liberties with a woman old enough to be your mother?”
His response was to hold my hand. I then felt him stroke my inner thigh under the table. His hand caressed the flesh between my blouse and saree. He slipped his hand down caught hold of the hem of my saree and my petticoat and gathered them up my thighs. I was so surprised and excited that involuntarily I lifted my hips and parted my thighs, enabling his fingers to pull my panties down to my thighs. He then massaged and teased my cunt lips expertly and probed for my clit through my parted legs. This was my vulnerability: feeling strong masculine fingers probing my cunt. This has always turned me and made me receptive to a good masturbation. Combined with the excitement of a handsome younger man obviously fancying me and the danger of discovery it acted like an aphrodisiac. I could feel wetness as my love juices began to ooze and I felt my pussy lips swell in anticipation of sex with this young man. I slipped forward slightly, threw my head back on the back rest of the chair and relaxed as I parted my legs further, opening my thighs inviting his fingers to probe me unhindered as shocks of sexual ecstasy raced up from my vagina through my belly engulfing my body. Encouraged, he thrust his fingers into my cunt and in response I thrust my crotch against the probing fingers as they burrowed deep into my moist flesh. I gasped as the fingers skillfully massaged my vulva and clitoris with caresses that made my juices flow freely. Nikhil started finger fucking me, I started moaning softly.
His finger tips massaged my ‘g’ spot as his ring rubbed against my clitoris. He was an expert in finger fucking, applying the right pressure on my ‘g’ spot and rhythm. My head was spinning from the intoxicating effect of the expert finger fuck and the knowledge that a relative stranger was doing this to me in a public place only feet’s from my hubby. He now mauled my entire crotch with his palms and was ruthlessly squeezing my mons. I felt excited but also a little angry at his presumption. I could feel the warm sensation emanate deep from my woman hood as it spread up my hips and body – I knew I was going to orgasm. I stuffed the pallu of my saree into my mouth as his finger pressed hard onto my ‘g’ spot. An extremely powerful orgasm rocked me and my vulval muscles clamped hard on his fingers. I came like never before and my cum juices flowed freely. His palms cupped my mons and my juice was flowing freely into his palm. Nikhil pulled my panties off while dislodged his fingers and was licking the cum off from his cupped palm. I broke away from Nikhil’s embrace and said I needed to use the loo as an excuse to get away. Nikhil was licking my cum off his fingers as he deeply inhaled the smell of my juices. I Looked around. Hubby was still in conversation so he hadn’t noticed and nobody else was looking. I felt relief and looked about me but Nikhil took this to be indecision and said he would show me where the toilets were as he pocketed my panties.
I followed him into a corridor. The toilets were up a flight of stairs. As we walked Nikhil slipped his arm around my waist. I’ve always found this sexy and found myself pulling Nikhil to me and kissing him. I was in a daze. For the first time in years I felt really desirable. He asked me if I really wanted to go to the loo. I smiled and said “Are you so dumb?”. Nikhil now gripped my arm and led me to a corridor that lead to the billiards room. He said wait here and went inside. The next thing I knew he came out and pulled me inside saying it was all clear.
Nikhil literally pulled me into corridor, bolted the doors of the corridor and lead me to the billiard room at the end of the corridor and locked the door. He bolted all the windows and switched on the aces and switched off all the lights and parted the curtain windows. The lights of the club filtered into the room. He grabbed me, kissed me roughly and put a hand on my left tit and squeezed, saying “I want you”. I said “No Nikhil, not like this” but I felt my body already reacting. Nikhil hoisted up my saree and petticoat in one go. My heart began to hammer. “Get a condom” I breathed huskily. Nikhil pulled out his wallet and took out a condom. I could hear him rip the packet as we kissed passionately. He asked me to undo my blouse and he watched fascinated as I unclipped my bra and my ample tits spilled out bathed in the lights that flooded the billiard room. I held out my boobs for him. He sucked on my nipples as I undid his trousers and they fell to the ground. I pulled down his shorts and felt his erection.
I could feel my nipples hardening and my labial lips were swollen in anticipation of sex with this young man. I felt strange I wanted this youngster to fuck me, a middle aged married woman. After years of my husband’s familiar cock I marveled at Nikhil’s hardness and size. I began to rub his cock hard to stimulate it further as I used to do my hubby’s. I gasped with approval at the size of his prick; it was real huge-about 9 inches long and of immense girth with a purple veined bell shape at one end with an awesome sized scrotum at the other. It was monstrous compared to hubbies. I realized then I had to have it inside me and get fucked thoroughly by the exquisite meat between his legs. My lust caused my grip to tighten. I wanted to feel him without the condom. Nikhil winced as I pulled the condom off. He was about to say some thing when I said “Shhhhhhhh… I am in charge now… I know what I want” .
He pulled off my saree and petticoat and moved down. He kissed my parted inner thighs and moved up. He began to lick at my vulva. I let out a big sigh of pleasure and this seemed to turn Nikhil on. He then lifted me up to the sofa and placed me on the sofa with the cushion below my hips. He parted my legs and bent down and gave me strong kiss plum on my cunt. I felt his tongue probing and licking the inner folds of my pussy and it sent shockwaves of pleasure through my body. He flicked his tongue over my now swollen clit, his fingers spreading my swollen labial lips wide. His tongue made long licks from my clit to my arse hole. Moving against him, my hands around his neck, I let myself give into the feelings that he was arousing in me. Slowly I pulled his hands to my pussy and inserted his middle finger into my cunt goading him finger fuck me. As his finger entered in my pussy, I gasped. Rocking back and forth against my vulval lips, his finger fucking and sucking of my clit, I moaned deeply. “Nikhil, suck my clit suck it hard! Please!” He closed his lips around my clit, and started sucking on the tender flesh as he inserted another finger into my pussy. He was expertly massaging my ‘g’ spot as his tongue teased my stiff clitoris. Moving almost frantically now, I grasped his head, my thighs squeezing his head. “Yes, Nikhil yes! Oh, don’t stop!”
He sucked at my clit even harder as I orgasm, causing my body to stiffen slightly before moving against his lips and tongue. Arching my back, shaking and shivering, I groaned softly as my juices flooded my love canal. Though over within seconds, it seemed to last for minutes, before my body left his mouth. Lifting up slightly, breathing hard, he pulled on my hips, lifted me up pulling my legs upwards and forwards into a V. He kissed me as he eased his tool between my hungry cunt lips. I felt the hard rubbery head of his penis trying to penetrate my woman hood but all he could achieve was in it sliding up and down my sopping wet slit. I was amazed that he found it difficult to penetrate me although I was thoroughly lubricated.
I felt sheer animal lust and wanted this handsome young man to fuck me senseless. His pubes were strong and coarse on my pussy and then the head of his cock slipped inside giving me the first taste of how large and thick his tool was. Pain shot up my woman hood as his penis slid up my love canal as his mouth greedily sucked at my tits and his hands explored every inch of my body. I could feel Nikhil had a much longer, harder tool than I had experienced. Now that my vagina was fully dilated and lubricated my lover pounded into me. The feel of a different, larger, rock hard extra-marital penis painfully filling my sacred married womanhood made my heart race. A succession of quick thrusts followed, moving shallowly at first but penetrating me more deeply. As I realized I was being fucked by a relative stranger and felt a strange horrified elation. Physically my aching hips was responding fully to the monstrous cock deliciously violating my womanhood but I felt momentarily confused because I loved my husband. I was about to cry out for Nikhil to stop when I realized I was too excited and I was enjoying the rhythmic fucking of this man’s monstrous penis. I really wanted him inside me, to truly, madly, deeply to fuck me senseless.
Nikhil thrust powerfully into me again and again. My legs were spread apart wide. Our pubes matted at each thrust and his coarse pubic hair ground lasciviously against my labia making me tingle in delight. I made up my mind then to enjoy myself with this young body and my tits bounced alarmingly each time he speared me. I now lay on the sofa and lifted my legs and placed it on his shoulders so that his cock could fully penetrate into me. I was aching for a real deep penetration. With this deep penetration, he fucked me hard. Squeezing him tightly between my strong, smooth thighs, I dug my heels into his ass, coaxing him to drive his huge cock into my burning womanhood deeper and deeper. Like two battling degenerate beasts, we tore at each other. Our bodies clashed together again and again as if we seemed bent on destroying each other. We hurled ourselves together time after time in mating combat.
Growls and animal sounds escaped from us as we fornicated. I couldn’t get enough of his gigantic cock. I never had my husband fill my so full and stretch me almost beyond my capacity, but still I had to have more of him. I had never dreamed that his cock was so long, so thick, so huge. He was almost too large for me. Despite his size, I needed all of him inside my burning, aching cunt as I grunted and strained to pull him deeper and deeper into me with each savage thrust. Never had I even dreamed of making love to my husband’s colleague and now I couldn’t imagine not doing it. I couldn’t ever remember being fucked so hard and passionately. Thrusting myself up at him every time he slammed his cock into my burning, aching cunt, I tried to absorb him through my stinging pussy. “Oh, Fuck, Baby, Oh, Fuck, Baby, I, Need, It, I Need, It,” I blabbered out as Nikhil continued to ream my sopping, scalding cunt with his giant prick. Nikhil had never felt such power and control in his whole life and now he was in me fucking my brains out and I was loving it. How could he be plunging his man thing down into my most hallowed sanctity and have me wanting more? I was giving him the only thing that a married woman should never share with a man other than her husband, never ever, but I was willingly giving it up to him.
The feeling of complete dominance was such ecstasy, he never wanted to stop. He wanted to fuck me forever and ever. Suddenly, Nikhil abruptly stopped driving his cock into my drenched cunt. “Whatthhmmmmmpppfffffff,” I started to say before my mouth was covered by Nikhil’s as he kissed my deep and wetly. Driving his tongue deep into my mouth, he explored my mouth before sucking my hot, probing tongue into his mouth. Kissing and sucking on each other, we groveled in ecstasy. Keeping his thick, hard cock shoved down into my hot cunt, he could feel the pouting, meaty lips of my painfully swollen cunt pulsing tightly around his hardness. As we passionately devoured each other, I gently milked his swollen manhood with my strong, flexible cunt muscles. Finally, Nikhil had to break for air. Gasping for breath, he tore his mouth from mine and dove down onto my huge, rolling breasts. Grabbing the soft, pliable flesh of my breasts in his hands, he squeezed and kneaded both of my beautiful breasts while he sucked on first one nipple and then the other great swollen nipple. He had never felt anything as soft and warm and wonderful as my big, beautiful breasts. He wanted to rub his face in our wonderful softness forever and never stop. But even after a few moments, he felt my impatience as I began to move against him, urging him to make love to me again.
Reluctantly releasing my great mummeries, he quickly began to fuck my dripping, burning cunt again. “Oh, Yes, Oh, Yes, Baby, Oh, Yes, My, Baby, Do It to me,” I gurgled, thrusting myself up against him once again, taking him to the limit every time. Like a madman, he slammed his slid his gigantic maleness in and out of my deep wetness so fast his hips became a blur. In and out, his giant cock slashed, slinging my spewing juices flying all over the table. As he fucked me, he could smell my musky, pungency as the room filled with the erotic odor of my sex. “Oh, God, Baby, Yes, Yes, Yes, Oh Fucckkkkkk,” I groaned as my whole body began to shake and quiver uncontrollably. “Oh fuck I’m cumming,” I screamed out at him. Nikhil couldn’t believe it. In his mind, he would always be my husband’s colleague, yet now he was about to cum in his wife’s lusty womanhood. And cumming I was. I clamped my vaginal muscles hard onto his penis as I locked my legs behind his arse and pulled him deep in me in a tight grip causing his penis head to slip past my cervix and enter the uterus. The sudden feeling of omnipotence of woman power that washed over him was too much and I felt his cock give a mighty throb inside my spasming pussy. Suddenly, a spout of his warm semen spurted out into my sucking, clamped vagina. “Oh my God,” I screamed again, as I felt the white hot geyser of his thick, scalding hot baby making-juice spewing out into my uterus.
“Ohhh ahhhh fuck” Nikhil bellowed out as I continued squeezing hard on his cock absorbing it tight in my womanhood and let it spew out its lethal load inside of me. “oh yes my baby fill me up with your wonderful cream,” I blurted out as I felt his cock jerk again and squirt another gigantic gusher of cum into my. “Oh, fuck.” Nikhil convulsed uncontrollably as he felt his cock jerk and jerk, spewing out voluminous eruption after eruption of his thick, gooey cum into my hot cunt. I’d braced myself when I felt his shaft pulsate, but I wasn’t ready for the volume and force of his ejaculation. It exploded against the back of my uterus and kept shooting his thick warm wads of cum.
He just kept ejaculating in my cunt. I looked up at him and gave him a look of hunger. The head and shaft of his enormous organ was smeared with my cum. I lovingly rubbed his balls. At last my cunt could hold no more of his semen and it came oozing out around his cock. Again and again, his mighty weapon bucked and throbbed shooting more and more of his cum into of my overflowing uterus and cunt. I couldn’t believe how much semen his gargantuan penis was spewing into me as I felt it begin to seep out of my cunt and trickle down the crack of my ass. God, I thought, I had never seen such virility in a man. Was it ever going to stop erupting inside me? “OH, God” Nikhil cried out, afraid that he had broken something inside of his cock because it wouldn’t stop spurting. He had shot out so much of his thick, spunky cum, his balls were now covered with his own cum. “It’s okay, Baby, fill me full,” I cooed to him trying to comfort him as streams of his baby making juice flooded into me. Then suddenly, with one last mighty heave, his cock abruptly stopped ejaculating and with a groan, Nikhil collapsed on me. I had never experienced such unbridled passion before. It had left me exhausted, both mentally and physically. Strangely, Nikhil seemed to weigh nothing and I hardly felt him pressing down on me at all.
This was discomforting because I knew that he had to weigh at least eighty kilos. After lying entwined in each other arms and hugging each other tightly for about five minutes Nikhil’s cock started softening and he withdrew when it went limp in my woman hood. He sat on sofa trying to get his breath back. Un-lady like I lay sprawled on the sofa, my legs wide apart, and head thrown back on the sofa as I tried to get my breath back. My pussy was thrust up gaping open as our love juices oozed out from my vagina. Nikhil was gazing into my pussy. I was too tired to bother about modesty in closing my legs or cover my pussy. To hell with modesty.
After a while. I got up and squatted down between his legs and took his now limp cock into my hand, and asked him to tell me what he liked about my mature body. He told me he loved my wide hips and well rounded arse and my gorgeous huge tits but especially my still tight fuckable pussy as I gently massaged his penis. He smiled and I asked him what amused him. He told me the thought of screwing his boss’s wife amused him. I then took his cock into my hand and pulled on it. After a few seconds I felt it stiffening once again. I took the chance to study it. It was longer and harder and seemed shinier, so much more masculine than my husbands’, even the second time round, and the bell end was a deeper purple. I felt the complete slut as I opened my mouth and began to tongue it. I began to suck on it, something I rarely did for hubby and it became hard. I sucked and slurped on the cock until once again it felt rock solid.
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