Chapter 6: Rising Action
After a few minutes as they both came up for air shaila almost shouted, what are you doing?
Why are you here/
the guy smiled, you re exactly what the site described! You and I are going to have fun.
And he pulled her closer and started round 2 of kissing.but this time his hand cam ebetween them and he started cupping her breast.
He started rubbing his thumb over her nipple, which was already hard and erect. Shaila moaned into his mouth, her body betraying her mind. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her belly, and it sent a jolt of electricity straight to her pussy.
He broke the kiss and looked at her, his eyes dark with desire. "You like that, don't you?" he growled, his voice low and husky. She nodded, unable to speak, her breath coming in short gasps. He took her silence as consent and started kneading her breasts, his thumbs rubbing circles around her nipples.
Shaila's head fell back, her eyes closed, as waves of pleasure coursed through her. She could feel her pussy throbbing, her panties growing damp with her arousal.
"Fuck, you're so responsive," he muttered, his voice laced with desire. He slid one hand down her body, his fingers trailing fire on her skin. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her saree and petticoat, pushing them down in one smooth motion. Shaila gasped, her eyes flying open, but before she could protest, his mouth was on hers again, silencing her.
His tongue pushed past her lips, exploring, demanding, as his hands roamed her body, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. in a few minutes, She could feel the cool air against her naked skin, her saree and petticoat pooled at her feet. when did he remove my petticoat, her mind was trying t recall from the fuzzy state her mind was in, but all she could recall was his hot kiss and caresses on her breasts.
she realized he was tryng to unhook her blouse, and she held his hands. 'What are you doing??? She asked fiercely
He broke the kiss, his eyes roving over her body, lingering on her breasts, now heaving with her ragged breaths. "Fuck, you're beautiful," he growled, his voice rough with desire.
"I want to see all of you." And with that, he pushed her hands away and finished unbuttoning her blouse, revealing her lacy black bra. His eyes darkened as he took in her heaving chest, her nipples straining against the thin fabric.
Shaila's mind screamed at her to stop him, to push him away, but her body refused to listen. Instead, she found herself arching into his touch as he traced the edge of her bra, his fingers brushing against her sensitive nipples.
"Please," she whimpered, not even sure what she was begging for. Please stop!
but his hand was alreasy cupping her swollen mound from top of her already wet panties. cupping her pussy, rubbing and creating frction, teasing it to release more juice.
More of his touch, less of her thoughts? Her body was on fire, every nerve ending screaming for release. He seemed to understand, his mouth crashing down on hers again, his hands expertly unhooking her bra. She felt the cool air against her nipples, then the scorching heat of his mouth as he took one into his mouth, sucking hard.
"Fuck," she moaned, her hands clutching his hair, holding him to her. He chuckled, the vibration sending sparks straight to her core.
"You don't need to beg, Shaila," he murmured, his voice a low, seductive rumble. "I'm going to give you everything you've been craving." He switched to her other nipple, lavishing it with the same attention, his teeth grazing the sensitive peak, making her gasp.
Shaila's body was alight, every nerve ending screaming for more. She could feel the dampness between her legs, her panties soaked with her arousal. She squirmed, trying to grind against him, to ease the ache in her pussy.
He chuckled, a low, dirty sound that sent shivers down her spine. "So eager," he murmured, his fingers trailing down her stomach, dipping into her navel, before moving lower. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties, his knuckles brushing against her bare pussy lips.
"Lift up," he commanded, his voice firm. She obeyed, her hips lifting off the bed as he tugged her panties down. He tossed them aside, his eyes locked onto her bare pussy.
Shaila blushed, self-conscious under his intense gaze. He smirked, his hand cupping her mound, his thumb rubbing circles around her clit. "Don't be shy, Shaila," he growled. "You're fucking gorgeous."
She moaned, her hips bucking against his hand. He chuckled, his fingers slipping between her folds, spreading her wetness. "You're so fucking wet, baby," he muttered, his voice laced with desire. "You like this, don't you?
Fucking a stranger in your own home," he growled, his fingers slipping inside her, curling upward to find that sweet spot. Shaila gasped, her legs spreading wider, her hips grinding against his hand. She couldn't believe how wanton she was being, allowing this man—this stranger—to touch her so intimately, to fuck her with his fingers.
"Answer me, Shaila," he demanded, his voice harsh. "Do you like fucking a stranger?"
"No, stop! I have never done this before," she panted, her head thrashing against the pillow.
"I've never let someone I don't know touch me like this."
He grinned, his fingers moving faster, his thumb rubbing her clit in tight circles. "Well, Shaila, it's about fucking time you did." He leaned down, his mouth latching onto her nipple, sucking hard as his fingers fucked her pussy.
Shaila cried out, her body arching off the bed. She could feel the pressure building, her orgasm teetering on the edge. She gripped his hair, her nails digging into his scalp, her hips grinding against his hand.
"Don't stop," she panted, her voice hoarse with desire. "Please, don't stop."
He chuckled, his breath hot against her nipple. "Don't worry, baby," he murmured, his fingers moving faster, his thumb rubbing her clit with expert precision. "I'm not going to stop until you come all over my hand."
Shaila's body tensed, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave. She screamed, her back arching, her pussy pulsating around his fingers.
He didn't let up, his fingers pistoning in and out of her, drawing out her orgasm until she was a boneless, panting mess. He finally removed his fingers, bringing them to his mouth and sucking off her juices. "Fuck, you taste good," he growled, his eyes locked onto hers.
Shaila watched, her eyes wide, as he undid his belt and pushed down his pants. His cock sprang free, long and thick, the tip glistening with pre-cum. She swallowed hard, her pussy clenching at the sight.
He smirked, wrapping his hand around his cock, pumping it slowly. "You like what you see, Shaila?" he asked, his voice a low, seductive rumble.
She nodded, her mouth too dry to speak. He chuckled, stepping closer, his cock bobbing with the movement. "Then come and get it," he challenged, his eyes gleaming with desire.
Shaila hesitated, her mind screaming at her to stop, to push him away. But her body had other plans. She found herself getting on her knees, her hands reaching out to wrap around his cock.
It was hot and hard, the skin smooth as velvet. She looked up at him, her eyes wide, her lips parted. He smirked, his hand cupping her cheek, his thumb tracing her bottom lip.
"Open up, Shaila," he commanded, his voice low and rough. She obeyed, her mouth opening, her tongue darting out to taste the bead of pre-cum at the tip of his cock. He groaned, his hips jerking forward, his cock sliding into her mouth.
Shaila gagged, her eyes watering as he hit the back of her throat. He chuckled, his hand tangling in her hair, holding her in place. "Relax your throat, baby," he murmured, his voice gentle yet firm. "You can take it."
Shaila tried to focus on her breathing, forcing her throat to relax as he started to move, his cock sliding in and out of her mouth. She could taste the salty tang of his pre-cum, could feel the vein pulsing along the underside of his cock.
She relaxed her jaw, her tongue flattening against the underside of his shaft as he thrust in and out of her mouth. Her hands gripped his thighs, her nails digging into the hard muscle as she struggled to keep up with his pace.
Shaila could feel her own arousal growing, her pussy throbbing with each thrust of his cock into her mouth. She wanted more, needed more. She reached between her legs, her fingers slipping into her soaking wet folds, rubbing her clit in tight circles.
He groaned, his hips jerking forward, his cock hitting the back of her throat.
"Fuck, Shaila, you're going to make me come if you keep sucking me like that," he growled, his voice laced with desire. She moaned, the vibrations sending shivers down his spine. He could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening, his cock throbbing.
He could feel his first orgasm coming and held her neck tightly againdt his cock.
"I'm going to come down your throat, Shaila," he warned, his voice harsh. She nodded, her eyes wide, her mouth full of his cock. He started to thrust harder, faster, his hips jerking forward as he chased his release. She gagged, her eyes watering, but she took it, her hands gripping his thighs, her nails digging into his skin.
"Fuck, yes," he groaned, his cock throbbing as he came, his hot seed spilling into her mouth. She swallowed every drop, her eyes locked onto his, submission gleaming in them.
He pulled out, his cock twitching, still sensitive from his orgasm. He helped her up, his hands gentle yet firm on her arms. "I'm not done with you yet, Shaila," he growled. He icked her up and pushed her onto the bed, and spread her legs.
He icked her pussy with his tongue, licking her clit, making her squirm with pleasure. He pushed his tongue deeper into her pussy, fucking her with it, making her moan and writhe under him.
"Fuck, you taste so good," he growled, his voice muffled against her pussy. He pushed two fingers inside her, curling them upward, rubbing that sweet spot that made her see stars.
"Oh god, yes!" she cried out, her hips bucking against his face. He chuckled, the vibration sending delicious waves of pleasure through her.
"Not yet, baby," he murmured, his fingers still pumping in and out of her, his tongue lapping at her clit. "I want you to come all over my face first."
Shaila's body tensed, her orgasm building with each stroke of his tongue, each thrust of his fingers. She could feel the pressure coiling in her core, her breath coming in short gasps.
"Come on, Shaila," he growled, his fingers moving faster, his tongue flicking her clit rapidly. "Give it to me. Let me taste you."
His dirty words pushed her over the edge.
She screamed, her body convulsing as her orgasm ripped through her. He didn't let up, his tongue and fingers still working her pussy, drawing out her release until she was a quivering, panting mess.
He finally lifted his head, his face glistening with her juices. He licked his lips, his eyes locked onto hers. "Fucking delicious," he growled, his voice rough with desire.
Shaila couldn't respond, her body still trembling from her orgasm. He smirked, crawling up her body, his hard cock trailing over her skin.
"You liked that, didn't you, Shaila?" he growled, his voice low and seductive. She bit her lip, nodding, her eyes locked onto his. He chuckled, his hand cupping her cheek, his thumb tracing her bottom lip. "I can't hear you, baby," he murmured, his voice firm yet gentle.
"Yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible. He grinned, his eyes gleaming with desire. "Good girl," he praised, his voice a low rumble. He leaned down, his mouth capturing hers in a searing kiss.
She could taste herself on his lips, could feel the hard length of his cock pressing against her belly. She moaned, her legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him closer.
He broke the kiss, his eyes locked onto hers. "Tell me what you want, Shaila," he growled, his voice low and commanding.
She hesitated, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. He raised an eyebrow, his hand cupping her chin, his thumb tracing her bottom lip. "Don't be shy, baby," he murmured, his voice gentle yet firm.
"Tell me what you want."
Shaila took a deep breath, her cheeks still flushed. "I... I want you to fuck me," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Louder, Shaila," he commanded, his voice low and rough. "I want to hear you say it."
She hesitated, then took a deep breath. "I want you to fuck me," she repeated, her voice stronger this time.
He growled, his mouth crashing down on hers, his tongue pushing past her lips, exploring, demanding.
His hands roamed her body, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. He grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head, his thumb brushing against her pulse point, feeling her heart pound against his touch.
"You drive a hard bargain, Shaila," he murmured, his voice a low, seductive rumble. "But I'm going to give you exactly what you asked for."
He reached between them, his fingers finding her soaking wet entrance. He slipped a finger inside, then another, pumping them in and out, his thumb rubbing circles around her clit.
Shaila writhed beneath him, her hips bucking, her breath coming in short gasps. "Fuck, you're so tight," he murmured, his voice laced with desire. "I can't wait to feel your pussy gripping my cock."
Shaila moaned, her eyes fluttering closed as he added a third finger, stretching her, preparing her for what was to come. He leaned down, his mouth capturing hers in a searing kiss, his tongue pushing past her lips, exploring, demanding.
"You want me to fuck you, Shaila?" he growled, his voice low and commanding. She nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. "Say it," he demanded, his voice harsh. "I want you to fuck me," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Louder," he commanded, his voice low and rough.
Shaila took a deep breath, her voice shaking as she repeated, "I want you to fuck me." He grinned, a feral, predatory smile that sent a shiver down her spine. "With pleasure," he growled, his fingers slipping out of her pussy, leaving her feeling empty.
He reached between them, his hand wrapping around his thick, hard cock. He guided it to her entrance, the tip pushing against her, stretching her. Shaila gasped, her eyes locked onto his, her breath coming in short, sharp pants.
"Relax, baby," he murmured, his voice low and seductive. "I'm going to take good care of you."
She nodded, her body relaxing slightly. He used the opportunity to push forward, his cock sliding into her inch by torturous inch. Shaila's eyes widened, her mouth opening in a silent 'O' as she felt herself stretching to accommodate his size.
"Fuck, you're so tight," he groaned, his forehead resting against hers, his breath ragged.
"I could come just from being inside you."
Shaila whimpered, her hips arching, trying to take more of him. "Greedy little thing, aren't you?" he murmured, his voice rough with desire. "You want it all, don't you?"
She nodded, her eyes locked onto his. He smirked, his hips pulling back, his cock sliding out of her until only the tip remained. Then, with one powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside her.
Shaila cried out, her nails digging into his back, her legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him closer. He groaned, his hips starting to move, his cock sliding in and out of her wet, eager pussy.
"Fuck, yes," he growled, his voice low and rough. "Take my cock, Shaila. Take it all."
Shaila could only moan in response, her body arching to meet his thrusts, her hips grinding against his. She could feel every inch of him, stretching her, filling her completely. It was intense, overwhelming, and utterly exquisite.
Shaila had never felt so full, so utterly consumed by another person. Every thrust of his hips sent waves of pleasure coursing through her, making her toes curl and her back arch. She could feel her orgasm building, coiling in her core like a snake ready to strike.
"Fuck, you feel so good," he groaned, his voice ragged as he pounded into her. "Your pussy is perfection." Shaila moaned, her hips meeting his thrusts, her body desperate for more. "Harder," she gasped, her nails digging into his back.
"Fuck me harder."
He growled, his hips slamming into hers, his cock pistoning in and out of her pussy. "Like this, baby?" he snarled, his voice laced with desire and dominance.
"Yes!" she cried out, her head thrashing against the pillow. "Just like that."
He grunted, his pace increasing, his cock slamming into her G-spot with each thrust. Shaila could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
"Come for me, Shaila," he commanded, his voice low and rough.
"Come all over my cock." His words pushed her over the edge. She screamed, her body convulsing as her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave. He groaned, his cock throbbing as he came with her, his hot seed filling her pussy.
He collapsed on top of her, his body shaking with the intensity of his release. They lay there for a moment, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths ragged. Then he rolled off her, his hand finding hers, their fingers entwining.
"That was... fuck, that was something else," he murmured, his voice filled with awe.
Shaila could only nod, her body still trembling from the intensity of her orgasm. She could feel his hot seed leaking out of her, coating her thighs, and the thought sent a fresh wave of desire coursing through her.
He seemed to notice, his eyes darkening as he looked at her. "You like that, don't you, Shaila?" "You like feeling my cum dripping out of your pussy."
She blushed, her eyes darting away from his intense gaze.
But he wouldn't let her hide, his fingers tilting her chin up, forcing her to look at him. "Answer me, Shaila," he demanded, his voice low and firm. "Do you like feeling my cum dripping out of your pussy?"
She hesitated, then nodded, her voice barely a whisper. "Yes."
He grinned, a wicked, predatory smile that sent a shiver down her spine. "Good girl," he murmured, his voice laced with approval.
But this time, lets revers, why dont you mount my cock?
Shaila's eyes widened at his suggestion, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment and excitement. He smirked, his hands gripping her hips, lifting her up and positioning her above his hard cock.
"Come on, baby," he murmured, his voice low and seductive. "Show me what you've got."
Shaila tentatively lowered herself onto his cock, her body stretching to accommodate his size. She gasped, her nails digging into his chest as she took him inch by inch.
"Fuck, that's it," he groaned, his head falling back against the pillow. "Take it all, Shaila.
Take my cock like a good girl," he growled, his hands gripping her hips, guiding her movements. She moaned, her body relaxing as she took him fully, her ass resting against his thighs. He groaned, his head tipping back, his eyes closed as he savored the feeling of her tight pussy gripping his cock.
Shaila started to move, her hips rolling, her inner muscles clenching around him. He opened his eyes, watching her through hooded lids, his gaze intense. "That's it, baby. Fuck me. roll around my cock baby, show me everything you've got." His filthy words spurred her on, and she started to move faster, her hips rolling, her tits bouncing with the motion. He reached up, his hands cupping her breasts, his thumbs rubbing her nipples, making them harden into tight peaks.
"God, you're so fucking sexy," he groaned, his eyes locked onto her tits. "I could watch you fuck forever." Shaila moaned, her pace increasing, her body chasing the pleasure that was building inside her. She could feel his cock throbbing inside her, his hips lifting to meet her thrusts.
She leaned forward, her hands braced on his chest, her tits dangling in his face. He took the hint, his mouth latching onto one nipple, sucking hard, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh.
"Fuck, yes," she moaned, her hips grinding against his, her clit rubbing against his pubic bone. "Suck my tits, you dirty boy."
He growled, his hands gripping her ass, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he helped her ride him. He switched to her other breast, giving it the same treatment, his tongue and teeth driving her wild.
She could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
"Fuck, I'm going to come," she panted, her hips slamming down onto his, her pussy clenching around his cock.
"Not yet, baby," he growled, his voice low and commanding. "Not until I say so."
Shaila whimpered, her body fighting the order, her orgasm teetering on the edge.
He smirked, his hands gripping her hips, holding her in place. "You heard me, Shaila," he growled, his voice low and dominant. "Hold it back. Don't come until I tell you to."
She bit her lip, her hips rolling, her pussy clenching around his cock as she fought to hold back her release. He grinned, his hands releasing her hips, moving to her tits. He squeezed them, his fingers pinching her nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to her clit.
She moaned, her hipsbucking, her pussy clenching around his cock. He smirked, his eyes gleaming with desire. "Good girl," he murmured, his voice low and seductive. "You're doing so well, holding back your orgasm." Shaila whimpered, her body trembling with the effort. He released her tits, his hands moving to her ass, spreading her cheeks, his fingers brushing against her tight hole. She gasped, her eyes widening in surprise. "What are you doing?" she panted, her voice laced with concern.
"I've never... I mean, no one has ever..."
He chuckled, his fingers still brushing against her tight hole. "Relax, baby," he murmured, his voice low and soothing. "I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to explore every inch of your body."
Shaila took a deep breath, her body relaxing slightly. He smiled, his fingers moving back to her pussy, slipping inside, pumping in and out, distracting her from the new sensation.
"Feel good, doesn't it?" he growled, his fingers moving faster, his thumb rubbing her clit.
"You want me to play with your asshole, don't you, Shaila?"
She moaned, her hips bucking against his hand, her pussy clenching around his fingers. "No" she gasped, her voice barely audible. "I dont want you in my ass"
He smirked, his fingers slipping out of her pussy, moving upwards, brushing against her tight hole. She tensed, her body uncertain, but he was gentle, his fingers circling her puckered flesh, not pushing, just exploring.
"Relax, Shaila," he murmured, his voice low and soothing. "I told you, I'm not going to hurt you." She took a deep breath, her body slowly relaxing, her ass cheeks loosening. He smiled, his finger pressing against her hole, feeling it give way slightly. "That's it, baby," he growled, his voice rough with desire. "Let me in."
Shaila whimpered, her body fighting the invasion, but her asshole slowly yielded, his finger slipping inside, knuckle deep.
She gasped, her eyes wide, her nails digging into his chest. "Fuck, that's tight," he groaned, his finger moving slowly, exploring her inner walls. "You've never had anything in this pretty little asshole before, have you?"
She shook her head, her breath coming in short pants. "No, never," she admitted, her voice barely a whisper.
He smirked, his finger moving deeper, stretching her. "Well, if u r not ready, we can do that some other time, but my finger stays" he growled, his voice filled with satisfaction.
He started to move his finger in and out of her ass, fucking her gently, his thumb still rubbing her clit, his cock throbbing inside her pussy.
Shaila moaned, her body writhing, her hips bucking against his hand, riding both his finger and his cock. She could feel the pleasure building, her orgasm teetering on the edge.
"Fuck, I want to feel you come on my cock while I finger your ass," he growled, his voice low and commanding. "Come on, baby. Give it to me."
Shaila couldn't hold back any longer.
His filthy words, his fingers in her ass, his cock throbbing inside her pussy - it was all too much. She threw her head back, her hair cascading down her back, her mouth open in a silent scream as her orgasm ripped through her.
"Fuck, yes," he growled, his hips slamming up into hers, his cock pistoning in and out of her pussy, fucking her through her orgasm. "Come all over my cock, Shaila.
I want to feel your pussy milking me dry," he growled, his voice ragged as he fucked her through her orgasm. She could do nothing but obey, her body convulsing, her pussy clenching around his cock as she came hard, her juices coating his cock and balls.
He wasn't done with her yet. As her orgasm subsided, he flipped her onto her hands and knees, his hands gripping her hips, pulling her ass up to meet him. She gasped, her body still trembling from her release, but he didn't give her time to recover.
He positioned himself behind her, his hands gripping her hips, his cock pressing against her swollen pussy lips.
"Look at you, all wet and ready for me," he growled, his voice laced with desire. "You liked having my finger in your ass, didn't you, Shaila?"
She blushed, her cheeks flaming with embarrassment, but she nodded, her voice barely a whisper.
He smirked, his cock pushing against her entrance, slipping inside her inch by inch.
She gasped, her body stretching to accommodate his size, her pussy still sensitive from her previous orgasm. But he didn't give her time to adjust, his hips slamming against her ass, burying himself deep inside her.
"Fuck, you're so tight," he growled, his fingers digging into her hips, pulling her back as he thrust forward. "Your pussy is like a vice, milking my cock."
Shaila moaned, her hands fisting the sheets, her body rocking back and forth with each of his powerful thrusts and suddenly she felt his finger rubbing on her puuckered hole. This was unexpected..
" she managed to gasp out, her body tensing as he pressed his finger against her tight hole, not entering, just rubbing, teasing. He chuckled, his voice low and dirty in her ear, "You didn't think I was done with you yet, did you, Shaila? I've just started exploring every inch of your sexy body."
She whimpered, her body fighting the urge to push back against his finger, her pussy clenching around his cock. He took that as an invitation, his finger pressing against her asshole, slipping inside up to the first knuckle.
She gasped, her body tensing, but he didn't stop, his finger moving in and out of her ass, fucking her slowly, gently, as his cock continued to pound into her pussy.
"Fuck, that feels so good," he groaned, his voice ragged as he watched his finger disappear into her ass, then reappear coated in her juices. "Your ass is so tight, I can't wait to fuck it."
Shaila whimpered, her body struggling to process the new sensation, but her pussy was dripping, her clit throbbing, her nipples hard and aching.
He was right; she did like it, despite her initial reservations. She pushed back against his finger, her asshole gripping him tightly as he moved in and out of her.
"Fuck, that's it, baby," he growled, his voice low and approving. "Take my finger in your ass while I fuck your pussy. You're such a dirty girl, aren't you, Shaila?"
She could only moan in response, her body writhing, her hips bucking against his hand and cock.
He could feel her pussy tightening around him, her asshole gripping his finger like a vice. He knew she was close, could feel her body tensing, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
"Fuck, I can't hold back much longer," he growled, his voice ragged, his hips slamming into hers, his cock pistoning in and out of her pussy. "Come with me, Shaila. Come all over my cock."
Shaila screamed, her body convulsing as her orgasm tore through her.
Every muscle in her body tightened, her pussy clamping down on his cock like a vice, her asshole gripping his finger so tightly he thought it might break. He groaned, his hips slamming into hers one last time as he came, his hot seed filling her pussy, his finger still buried in her ass.
"Fuck, yes," he growled, his body shaking with the force of his release.
He collapsed onto her back, his cock still buried deep inside her, his finger still in her ass.
Both collapsed next to each other, and the stranger just hugged her from behind, cupping one breats and his other hand covering her pussy. Shaila had tears in her eyes.This was the first time she had cheated her husband. She was not sure, if she was crying because she had cheaated, or because she felt so good, being fucked by a stranger.
The stranger, who was still spooning her, his cock softening inside her, his fingers playing with her nipple and her clit, seemed to sense her turmoil.
"Why are you crying, Shaila?" he murmured, his voice gentle, unlike the commanding tone he had used earlier.
She sniffled, her breath hitching as she tried to hold back her tears. I've never done anything like this before," she admitted, her voice barely a whisper. "I feel guilty, and... and confused."
He was silent for a moment, his fingers stilling on her body.
Then he sighed, his breath warm against her neck. "I know this is new for you, Shaila," he said, his voice soft. "But there's no need to feel guilty. You're not hurting anyone. Your husband doesn't know, and he never will. This is our secret."
She sniffled again, his words comforting her slightly. "But what about you?" she asked, her voice small. "Don't you have a wife? A girlfriend?"
He chuckled, his fingers resuming their gentle caress on her nipple and clit. "No, Shaila. I'm single.
No attachments, no commitments. Just a man who enjoys exploring the darker side of pleasure with willing partners like you."
Shaila felt a pang of jealousy at his words, but she pushed it aside, focusing instead on the feel of his hands on her body. "And what if I want to see you again?" she asked, her voice barely audible.
He smirked, his fingers pinching her nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to her clit. "Is that what you want, Shaila? To see me again?
Well, isn't that a naughty little desire?" he replied, his voice dropping to a low, seductive tone. "But I must warn you, Shaila, once you've had a taste of this, it's hard to go back to your vanilla life."
Shaila bit her lip, considering his words. She knew he was right, but the thought of never feeling this alive, this desired, again was too much to bear. "I don't want to go back," she whispered, her heart pounding in her chest. "But I dont know..."
the stranger still caressing her sensitive pussy, said, I visit this town periodically, and will definitely ask for you, and if u feel adventurous, you can go back to the site for more action...
The stranger's hand left her pussy, and he moved away from her, leaving her feeling empty and cold. She turned to look at him, her eyes filled with confusion and desire. He was already standing, his cock semi-hard, still glistening with their combined juices. He just walked into her bathroom to clean himself. Shaila looked at the wall clock, she had spent almost two hours in the arms of a stranger and had multiple orgasms, that she had lost count of. Laying on bed, she tried to recall when was the last time she felt so sexually sated, and with a sob, realized this was the first time!
Her husband had never made her feel this way, and she felt a pang of guilt, but it was quickly replaced by the memory of the stranger's touch, his filthy words, and his expert fucking.
The sound of running water from the bathroom brought her back to reality. She looked around, her eyes landing on his shirt, crumpled on the floor. Without thinking, she picked it up, bringing it to her nose, inhaling his scent. It was musky, with a hint of something woodsy, and it made her pussy clench with desire.
She could still smell her own arousal on it, and the combination of their scents was intoxicating. She heard the bathroom door open and quickly dropped the shirt, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
He walked out, a towel wrapped around his waist, his chest still damp from his shower. He looked at her, his eyes darkening as he took in her flushed cheeks and guilty expression. "What were you doing, Shaila?" he asked, his voice low and dangerous.
"N-n-Nothing, but you need to leave now, my husband will be coming soon.' she mentioned nervously.
He may be coming soon, but the site said, you were available for a couple of hour and we still have 10 minutes to go.
he wore his clothes and asked her to wear hers. As she picked up her cum soaked panties, he held her hand, and pulled them away. Oh no, these are mine now. oulling them upto his nose and smelling deeply. MMM, my first housewife, i am taking this with me. and he pocketed them.
Wear the rest of your clothes, you are mine for next 7 minutes.
He ordered, his voice firm and commanding. Shaila felt a jolt of excitement at his words, her pussy clenching as she quickly slipped on her saree, her body still tingling from their earlier encounter.
He watched her, his eyes darkening as she fumbled with the fabric, her hands shaking slightly. He stepped closer, his hand reaching out, cupping her breast through the thin material. She gasped, her eyes widening as he pinched her nipple, feeling it harden under his touch.
"Still so responsive, aren't you, Shaila?" he murmured, his voice low and seductive.
he pulled her to the living room and sat on the sofa. Pulled her on his lap, and pulled up the hem of her saree.
spread your legs shails, u r mine for 5 more minutes.
Shaila hesitated, her eyes darting to the clock, then back to him. She bit her lip, her pussy throbbing at his command. Slowly, she spread her legs, her saree falling open, revealing her smooth, bare pussy. He smirked, his hands gripping her thighs, pulling her closer, until she was straddling him, her pussy hovering just above his hardening cock.
"Good girl," he murmured, his voice low and approving. "Now, let's see how many times I can make you come in the next five minutes.
Think you can handle it, Shaila?" he growled, his hands gripping her ass, pushing his 2 fingers in the pussy aand his thumb hovering over her puckered hole . She bit her lip, her eyes locked onto his, her breath coming in short pants. HEr eyes darted back to the clock, "No, we need to stop", my husband should be home soon.
He ;aughed, but till then I own, you and your pussy.Saying that he pulled her close with his free nad, his palm covering her breast from above her blouse, and started fucking her pussy with his fingers.
His thumb was still hovering over her asshole, teasing it, making her squirm. Shaila whimpered, her hips moving in rhythm with his fingers, her pussy dripping, coating his hand with her juices.
"Fuck, you're so wet, Shaila," he growled, his voice low and dirty. "Your pussy is dripping all over my hand. You like this, don't you? You like being finger-fucked by a stranger while your husband is on his way home."
Shaila bit her lip, her eyes fluttering closed as she nodded, her body betraying her.
He smirked, his fingers curling inside her, finding that sweet spot that made her gasp, her hips bucking against his hand.
"Yeah, that's it, baby," he growled, his voice low and filthy. "Ride my fingers. Fuck them like you would my cock."
She moaned, her pussy clenching around his fingers, her hips moving faster, her tits bouncing with the motion. He could feel her getting close, her body tensing, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. But she felt she was missing something, and a few moments later realized with a shock, his thumb was still rubbing her butt hole, pressing gently but not penetrating!!
" she gasped, her eyes flying open, her body tensing as she felt his thumb press against her asshole, pushing in slightly. He smirked, his eyes locked onto hers. "That's right, Shaila," he growled, his voice low and dirty.
Shaila sobbed, "Please, do it'
Do what Shaila, dont u want release?
Shaila panted, yes,, yes, but i need....
what, Shaila?" he teased, his thumb still pressing against her asshole, not giving her what she wanted.
"Your thumb," she panted, her voice barely a whisper. "I need your thumb in my ass." "Such dirty words from such a pretty mouth," he murmured, his thumb pushing past the tight ring of muscle, entering her ass, making her gasp and squirm.
"But I like it. I like knowing that you're a filthy little slut who wants to be fucked in every hole."
Shaila cried out, her pussy clenching around his fingers, her asshole gripping his thumb like a vice. He smirked, his fingers moving faster, his thumb pushing deeper into her ass, fucking her in tandem, making her body shake with pleasure.
"Fuck, yes," she panted, her hips bucking against his hand, her tits bouncing, her hair cascading down her back. "Like that, just like that.
Fuck my ass with your thumb while you finger-fuck my pussy," Shaila gasped, her eyes locked onto his, her body writhing with pleasure. He smirked, his fingers and thumb moving in perfect sync, fucking her pussy and ass simultaneously, making her body shake with the intensity of it all.
"Fuck, you're so tight, Shaila," he growled, his voice ragged. "Your pussy and ass are gripping me like a vice.
It's so fucking tight, I can barely move my fingers and thumb," he groaned, his breath ragged. "But I'm not going to stop. I'm going to make you come so hard, you'll forget your own fucking name."
Shaila whimpered, her body writhing, her hips bucking against his hand. His filthy words and rough touch were pushing her closer and closer to the edge. She could feel her orgasm building, her muscles tensing, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
Shaila wanted to hurry, her husband might ring the doorbell soon, but she wanted to cum, cum on this strangers filthy fingers....
" Shaila panted, her eyes locked onto his, her body writhing with pleasure.
"I'm so close, please don't stop," she begged, her voice filled with desperation.
He smirked, his fingers and thumb moving faster, fucking her pussy and ass with renewed vigor. "I wouldn't dream of it, Shaila," he growled, his voice low and dirty. "I want to feel you come all over my fingers. I want to taste your juices on my hand."
Shaila moaned, her hips bucking against his hand, her body shaking with the intensity of her impending orgasm.
she just could not stop herself as she felt the wave of orgasm rising from the depth of her stomach, she grabbed the strangers face and sucked in his lips, initiating a kisss for the first time, and as soon as her tongue got sucked in, the dams of the building orgams broke and she screamed into his mouth, as waves upon waves of her orgasm hit her with increasing intensity.
Her pussy gushed onto his fingers, her asshole clenched around his thumb, milking it, as her body convulsed against his, her tits pressed against his chest, her fingers digging into his shoulders, her mouth locked onto his, their tongues dancing, as they both rode out her immense orgasm.
As her orgasm subsided, she collapsed against his chest, her body limp, her breath ragged, her heart pounding. He held her close, his fingers still inside her, his thumb still in her ass, not moving, just letting her ride out the aftershocks of her orgasm.
As the waves were subsiding, the door bell rings.
Shaila's eyes widened in panic and she jumped off the stranger's lap, her saree falling back into place, her breath still ragged. The stranger just smirked, his fingers and thumb still glistening with her juices, as he pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped them clean.
"That must be your husband, Shaila?" he asked, his voice casual, as if they weren't just interrupted mid-fuck.
Shaila nodded, her eyes darting to the clock, her heart pounding in her chest. "My husband," she whispered, her voice filled with fear.
No worries, i am leaving. you fullfilled your time committment, shaila. I will be adding that in my feedback to the site. But, i am not done with you yet. You have been a good girl, following my orders, coming when i told you to. But now, i want to see how you would perform, if i make you beg for it. And i want to see if you can keep quiet, while i fuck you, knowing your husband is just outside the door, waiting for you to open it.
Shaila's eyes widened, her breath hitching as she realized what he was suggesting. He wanted to fuck her while her husband was waiting outside, and he wanted her to beg for it. No No No... she almost screamed.
He smiled, I was just joking, go open the door. Shaila, I will handle it.
You just stay here. He stood up, towering over her, his eyes gleaming with mischief. She watched as he walked towards the door, his confident strides echoing in the silent room. He opened the door, and she heard her husband's voice, polite and distant, asking for her. She held her breath, her heart pounding in her chest, The stranger mentioned he was just leaving, and Shaila did well in her interview.She would be taken on as a trainee.And he left.
Just like that. Shaila stood rooted to the spot, her saree still disheveled, her hair a mess, her body still humming with the aftershocks of her recent orgasms. She could hear her husband's footsteps retreating down the staircase, the stranger's firm strides echoing behind him. She let out a shaky breath, her hands trembling as she ran them through her hair, trying to compose herself.
But her body betrayed her. Her nipples were still hard, her pussy still throbbing, her asshole still tingling from the stranger's touch.
She could still smell him on her, his scent mixed with hers, a heady combination that made her want to rub herself all over him again. She could still feel his fingers and thumb inside her, stretching her, filling her, making her come harder than she ever had before.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart, trying to push away the memories of the stranger's touch. But it was no use. Her body was betraying her, her pussy clenching, her nipples hardening even more, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
She couldn't believe it. She had just had the most intense, mind-blowing orgasms of her life, and yet, she was still hungry for more. She wanted more of the stranger's touch, his filthy words, his commanding presence. She wanted to feel his cock inside her again, stretching her, filling her, making her come.
She walked on shaky legs to her bedroom, her body still buzzing with desire. She could see her reflection in the mirror, her saree still askew, her hair a wild mess, her cheeks flushed, her eyes dilated.
She looked like a woman who had just been thoroughly fucked, and the sight of it made her pussy clench with desire. She quickly slipped off her saree, letting it fall to the floor, and unhooked her blouse, her fingers fumbling with the buttons. She needed to feel his touch again, needed to feel his cock inside her.
She was just about to slip off her panties when she heard a soft knock at the door. She froze, her heart pounding in her chest. Surely, her husband wouldn't knock on his own bedroom door?
Shaila's breath hitched as she quickly grabbed her robe, tying it around her waist. "Just a moment," she called out, her voice barely above a whisper. She took a deep breath, trying to compose herself before opening the door.
She swung the door open, her eyes widening as she found herself facing her husband, with an envelope in his hand. Seems u had applied for a job? he mentioned, congratulations! here is the signing bonus, u have been selected.
She took the envelop and toreit out, and found 100 rupee notes, 50 in no. The site had paid up the 5000/-and she had received her first payment for 'exploring herself' or was it letting the stranger explore her body for 2 hours! she smiled at the thought, her pussy clenching at the memory of the stranger's touch. She had never felt so alive, so desired, so fucking horny in her entire life. She looked at her husband, his eyes filled with pride and happiness, and felt a pang of guilt. But it was quickly replaced by the memory of the stranger's cock, thick and hard, stretching her pussy, making her come harder than she ever had before.
She excused herself, her body still buzzing with desire, and locked herself in the bathroom.
She leaned against the door, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps, her pussy throbbing with need. She looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes dilated, her cheeks flushed, her nipples hard and visible through her robe. She saw the stranger's face in her mind, his eyes dark with desire, his cock hard and ready for her. She needed to feel him again, needed to feel that thick, hard cock stretching her pussy, making her come.
She slipped off her robe, letting it fall to the floor, and hooked her fingers into the waistband of her fresh panties.
She slid them down her legs, stepping out of them, her pussy already dripping with anticipation. She could still smell the stranger on her, his scent mixed with hers, and it made her hungry for more.
She turned on the shower, letting the water run hot, steam filling the bathroom. She stepped in, the water cascading down her body, washing away the remnants of the stranger's touch. But it did nothing to quench her desire. She needed more. She needed to feel that thick, hard cock inside her again.
She reached for the shower gel, squirting some onto her hands, lathering it up.
She started at her neck, her hands sliding down her body, washing away the remnants of the stranger's touch. But as her hands reached her breasts, she paused, her fingers circling her nipples, pinching them lightly. She gasped, her pussy clenching at the sensation, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
"Fuck," she whispered, her eyes fluttering closed as she imagined the stranger's hands on her breasts, his fingers pinching her nipples, his mouth sucking on them. She could almost feel his cock inside her, thick and hard, stretching her pussy, making her come.
She moaned, her fingers sliding down her stomach, her hands spreading her legs, her fingers finding her clit. She rubbed it in circles, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps, her body writhing with pleasure.
"Fuck, yes," she panted, her voice echoing in the steam-filled bathroom. "Make me come, stranger. Fuck me with your thick, hard cock." Shaila's voice was barely a whisper, her fingers moving faster, her pussy dripping all over her hand. She needed to come, needed to feel that thick, hard cock inside her again.
She braced herself against the wall of the shower, her fingers moving frantically, her hips bucking against her hand. She could feel her orgasm approaching, her body tensing, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
"Fuck, yes," she panted, her eyes fluttering closed.
"I'm so close, stranger. Make me come all over your cock."
Her fingers moved furiously, her pussy dripping, her hips bucking against her hand. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
and she had her own controlled orgasm and intense one for the first time in her life.
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