Rohan and middle-aged Indian cuckold couple – Part 1

Rohan sat in front of his computer screen, his heart pounding with excitement as he exchanged messages with Sanju aged 48, and Manju about 45, the adventurous middle-aged couple he had met online. They had been chatting for days, exploring their desires and fantasies with eager anticipation. That night, however, promised something more.

As the conversation turned steamy, Rohan’s fingers danced across the keyboard, his imagination running wild with anticipation. Suddenly, he found himself emboldened by desire, his fingers typing out a bold request.

“Sanju,” he wrote, “I want to see you undress your wife Manju and make love to her while I watch and pleasure myself.”

There was a moment of silence, anticipation hanging heavy in the air. Then, finally, Sanju’s reply came, filled with excitement and consent.

With trembling hands, Rohan activated his webcam, his heart racing as he waited for the connection to be established. When the video feed finally flickered to life, he found himself face-to-face with the couple he had been fantasizing about for days.

Sanju’s eyes sparkled with mischief as he reached for Manju, his hands eager to fulfill Rohan’s desires. With practiced ease, he began to undress her, his touch sending shivers of anticipation down her spine.

As they kissed and caressed each other, Rohan felt a surge of arousal wash over him, his hand moving to his throbbing erection as he watched the scene unfold before him.

Manju’s moans filled the room as Sanju’s hands explored every inch of her body, igniting a fire within her that threatened to consume her whole. As they joined together in a passionate embrace, Rohan could feel the heat rising between them, his own desire growing with each passing moment.

But it wasn’t long before Rohan’s own desires took center stage, his need for release becoming too great to ignore. With a primal hunger in his eyes, he began to stroke himself, his movements matching the rhythm of their passionate lovemaking.

As Sanju pleasured his wife Manju with expert hands and lips, Rohan watched with rapt attention, his own arousal reaching fever pitch with each passing moment. And when Sanju finally reached his peak, his release coming fast and fierce, Rohan felt his own climax approaching with unstoppable force.

With a primal roar of pleasure, Rohan spilled over the edge, his release painting the screen with evidence of his passion. And as he collapsed back in his chair, spent and satisfied, he knew that this was only the beginning of their erotic journey together.

In the days that followed, Rohan joined Sanju and Manju for an unforgettable adventure, exploring their deepest desires and fantasies in a whirlwind of passion and pleasure. And as they reveled in each other’s arms, they knew that their connection was more than just physical – it was a bond forged in the fires of desire, a bond that would endure long after their time together had come to an end.

They decided to meet at a hill station and book their own rooms. Rohan had just made one request that Manju should be in a black transparent saree with a silk petticoat, red panty, and a deep-cut red, sleeveless, backless blouse with no bra inside.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting hues of orange and pink across the sky, Rohan’s heart raced with anticipation. He stood before the hotel room door, his hand poised to knock. Inside, he knew, awaited the couple who had ignited his deepest desires and fantasies.

With a steady breath, he rapped his knuckles against the wood. The door swung open, revealing Sanju’s eager face, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. “Come in, Rohan,” he said, gesturing for him to enter.

Rohan stepped inside, the air thick with anticipation and desire. His gaze fell upon Manju, seated on the edge of the bed, clad in the black saree and red blouse he had requested. She was a vision of seduction, her eyes smoldering with wanton lust as she looked at him.

“Hello, Rohan,” Manju purred, her voice sending shivers down his spine. He could feel the heat rising between them, a palpable tension that begged to be released.

Sanju’s voice broke through the haze of desire. “She is all yours, Rohan,” he said, a hint of excitement in his tone.

Without a word, Rohan closed the distance between them, his hands reaching out to caress Manju’s soft curves. He pulled her close, his lips crashing down on hers in a fervent kiss. Their tongues danced together in a passionate embrace, igniting a fire that threatened to consume them both.

With a slow, deliberate motion, Rohan trailed kisses down Manju’s neck, his lips leaving a trail of fire in their wake. His hands roamed over her body, memorizing every curve and contour as he explored her flesh.

Manju’s breath hitched as Rohan’s lips found their way to her legs, trailing kisses along her silk-clad skin. He worshipped her with his mouth, lavishing attention on every inch of her body as he made her tremble with pleasure.

When he reached the apex of the married woman’s thighs, he paused, his gaze locking with hers as he pulled aside her panties to reveal her glistening sex. Without hesitation, he buried his face between her legs, his tongue delving deep into her core as he tasted her sweet essence.

Manju’s moans filled the room, her hands tangling in Rohan’s hair as she surrendered to the pleasure coursing through her veins. She writhed against his mouth, her body arching off the bed as he sent her spiraling toward ecstasy.

As Rohan pleasured her with his mouth, the cuckold husband Sanju watched with hungry eyes, his own desire growing with each passing moment. Unable to resist any longer, he joined them on the bed, his hands roaming over his wife’s body as he added his own touch to the symphony of pleasure.

Together, they worshipped her, their lips and hands driving her wild with desire. She was theirs to pleasure, to tease, to please, and they spared no effort in fulfilling her every fantasy.

When Rohan could bear it no longer, he rose to his feet, his throbbing arousal demanding release. With a primal hunger in his eyes, he guided Manju to bend over before him, presenting herself to him in all her glory.

Without a word, he positioned himself behind her, his hands gripping her hips as he entered his 6.5 inches thick dark dick in her with a single, powerful thrust. She cried out in ecstasy as he filled her completely, her body trembling with pleasure as he began to move within her.

With each thrust, their passion soared higher, the intensity of their desire building to a fever pitch. They moved together in perfect harmony, lost in the bliss of their shared ecstasy as they surrendered to the pleasure consuming them.

After about 7-8 minutes, they both trembled and then Rohan filled the married pussy of Manju with his hot cum. Manju felt like being in heaven and she too cummed all over the thick dark dick of Rohan.

As the night stretched on, they lost themselves in each other again and again, exploring the depths of their desire until they were left breathless and spent, their bodies entwined in the aftermath of their passion.

But even as they lay tangled together in the darkness, they knew that their journey was far from over. With two more days ahead of them, they eagerly anticipated the adventures that awaited, knowing that together, they would explore the depths of pleasure and desire beyond their wildest dreams.

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