The Tales Of Mohini – An Indian Housewife – Part 2
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There is nothing more sensual than that evening shower you take to prepare yourself for your lover. I looked at the clock, it was give past seven. My father-in-law, my new lover would be home by 8.30…so with a shy but strong feeling of sensuality, I walked towards the bathroom.
I have designed my bathroom like a cave. It has stone walls and creepers on it. There are little openings in the walls where I light candles to make the ambience relaxed and calming. I am a woman like that, raw, untamed and uninhibited.
So I got into the shower. The water beat every inch of my body. So I changed the flow into a languid drizzle…under it I sighed at the thought of my lover’s touch. The thought that I would have to give myself to him, the fact that he would take me. The fantasy coming true. Years of thirst for great intimacy coming to an end…it made me glow with happiness.
I slipped into a pair of indigo denim shorts, put on some light makeup and stepped out to see what was going in the house. Yes, I don’t do anything around the house. Just work out for about an hour, read books, go on the Internet, go out with friends, of course carry shopping bags…lol…that’s the most I do. So I stepped out to check only the dinner menu. The maid was at it…all set to wrap up in twenty minutes and go.
I called him up…what time are you reaching home? Chuckling, he said one more hour baby doll. I went awww…and he was like, gotta work too doll…tomorrow is Saturday…Might as well wrap up all the work than spoil your weekend, right? I went, ok…dinner is ready…to which he said, what about you? I did not want him to know how much I was so I quickly played disinterested…naah!! He went, oh! And with a see you later, he hung up. I like that you see, when he thinks I am not as excited as he is. A woman needs to be chased and pleased even if you have made her your little slut. Remember that boys.
Ok…so at 9 he came back. The car in the driveway, the garage door shutting, the bell ringing…everything felt like little kisses on the neck, the navel, the back.
I opened the door and there he was beaming at me. So I gave him a hug. I had missed his strong arms, muscular chest and his musk cologne the entire day.
We had a good conversation over dinner. I flirted with him throughout. I like doing that, basking in his attention and being all pampered and desired.
In the kitchen, he hugged me from behind as I was keeping the dishes away. He snuggled into the side of my neck while kissing it. I enjoy such things…moments of affection.
So I turned around and met his lips with mine. We drew long and languidly on each other’s tongues. Suddenly, the innocence of the day was fading and we were getting into the darkness of the night.
Breaking the kiss, he asked me, up for a drink? I nodded. Will you change into something sexy sweetheart? Something crotchless and you know…something that reveals all the things I like to see?
I smiled sweetly and nodded. He kissed me on my forehead and walking hastily said, I’ll see you in my room.
I had laid out my lingerie. So I wore it and slipped into his room. Now…what would a girl feel like when she’s wearing a sexy piece with crotchless panties and a plunging neck that makes her boobs look like killing machines….well, she feels uncontrollably in control.
I went and straddled him on his lounge chair. He had two drinks on the side table, on of which he was drinking. It’s rude to start drinking when you have company, I said. He grinned and clinked his glass with mine.
As I was drinking, he was slowly tracing my neck with his finger. I smiled at me as he started dipping them into my cleavage.
I was getting intoxicated with desire as he casually removed my strap to reveal my right boob. My breath started quickening. He dipped his finger into his drink, put the alcohol on my nipple and started licking it. I arched my back for him…granting access and more so, granting him the permission to take me.
He was quick to understand. He started flicking my nipple with his tongue to bring me to more excitement. So caressing his hair and his face I fed him my right nipple. I rocked him in my embrace while grinding lightly on his bulge that i had straddled.
Here I have to mention that my lover moans on my nipples. It’s the single most arousing thing for a woman. I don’t know how many of you guys reading this know it but nothing turns on a woman more than a guy enjoying her nipple. So moan and slurp on it the next time around.
Well, back to my story…my lover was getting his feed and I was getting off, dry humping his hard bulge. There was no stopping it…my lover gets his fill when he wants it. So I just rocked him, moving him from one nipple to other when it started getting sore till his tryst with my tits were done. He moved to kiss me asking…did I make you sore?
I smiled nodding no but indeed I was sore.
Let’s go to bed, he said and I went with him.
I want you completely nude he ordered. So I silently took off everything.
As I was climbing into his bed, he hollered, this is my rule…you will always be nude when you get into my bed…understand?
I said yes and got in.
He got on top of me immediately and started kissing me. Are you gonna be daddy’s slut? He whispered. I said, yes. Yes daddy, he ordered. Yes daddy, I gasped and melted in his kiss. He took my boob into his hand and started kneading it. I wrenched in pain but the desire to get fucked was so much I muffled my groaning with my hands. He had gotten drunk and turned into a monster.
He took my hand, put it on his cock and ordered me to feel it. I was dying to touch it, I felt it up, moving my hand up and down the shaft, cradling his balls, feeling his pre cum and I had the uncontrollable urge to suck on it.
I gasped…daddy…may I suck it?
Come, come my angel fuck, come and suck daddy’s cock, he said. I got down on my knees and took his long cock into my mouth. Ummm….it felt like heaven. Stroking his balls all along, I mouth fucked him, banging my throat with his fuck tool. I could hear him enjoying it.
He was so high he was dirty talking me right into fuck heaven. Oh you dirty slut, you little nymph, you wanted to suck cock all this time…you fuck…you sexy fuck…I am so glad I made you my whore…my love whore…I will make you suck my cock in places you cannot imagine…I will degrade you by making you suck it in front of people…
And then he hollered….come here…I will fuck you now…come here you randi…
I quickly went up to him and gave him my lips. Crushing them with his, he took some promises from me. I will take you on a sex honeymoon…will you come with me? I gasped…yes daddy. I will marry you in bed…will you agree? Yes daddy! I will make you do threesomes! Yes daddy!! I will make you sleep with other men, cuckold you! Yes daddy!! I will do everything for you…..fuck me now, daddy….put your dick inside me…pleeaaasse!!
He went between my legs and started beating my pussy with his hard cock. I writhed in pain and pleasure. Say you’re my whore, he shouted…I screamed….I Am Your Whore. At this he slid his cock inside me. My world started rocking into a dirty tizzy.
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