Indian Curry -Part two
written by:
IndianWriter

It was the first of many encounters between us. Though it wasn't the first sexual encounter I had had, It was the best of what had been essentially one -night stands. I wasn't too experienced either. I could not say the same of Sunitha. During the course of the next few weeks , I came to realise how much more experienced she was in matters relating to sex. I wasn't complaining though. It was as if we had rediscovered sex and went about it like rabbits whenever we got a chance. She gave wonderful massages and loved to get one in return. She was a very patient and willing subject during the time I learnt giving her a sensual massage. Much later she told me that she had had an affair with a married man which went on for about two years. That explained her expertise and I admit to have felt jealous of the faceless man who had taught her so much.

We still went out , but not as much as earlier. Sometimes , during the course of a movie, Sunita used to say " Let's go". I was happy to oblige. We used to rush to my apartment and make wild passionate love. She had an insatiable appetite for sex and she was a great one for experimentation. She was the master and I the pupil. She taught me a lot of methods of pleasuring a woman and when I did well in my lessons , the reward was even more pleasurable for me.

She was very physical and I suspected, a bit of an exhibitionist. Her actions aroused me and led to some embarrassment when in public . She enjoyed the discomfiture I used to feel. I asked her to move in with me on numerous occasions but for some reasons of her own she declined. I didn't press her on the matter after a few attempts.

On her birthday , I took her out to a five-star hotel for lunch . I presented her with a gold bracelet and wished her a very Happy Birthday. She smiled in her beautiful way, sidled up to me , kissed me and whispered in my ear.

" Thanks , for a lovely treat" .

" You are welcome" I replied.

" Just you wait , it's my turn to give you a treat," and after a pause "When we get back to the apartment."

" Stop grinning" she then admonished me with a smile .

I barely managed and we proceeded to finish our lunch.

After a while my eyes were drawn towards a group of women who were entering the restaurant.

" Wow " I exclaimed to myself and I couldn't help but stare at one of them ,who stood out among all the rest. She must have been in her mid thirties and I had never seen a more desirable woman before. She was dressed in the traditional way. A silk Saree which was jet black in colour , wrapped around her wonderful body , wearing a blouse cut wide at her shoulders , with sleeves upto her elbows.I had never seen another woman who looked sexier in a saree than the one I was almost gaping at. Not an inch of flesh showing , but hidden behind her all encompassing ensemble , a hint of mystery and the promise of a voluptuos body , which would drive men wild with desire. I was no exception. Sunita must have sensed my fascination and turned to take a look .

"Bitch " she muttered.

I was jolted out of my trance and I glanced at Sunitha.

" Hey " I said .

" Not fair " I continued, a bit upset at her .

"Just because I was looking at her doesn't give you the right to abuse her" I said a bit heatedly.

Sunitha looked at me in surprise.

" You know her ?" she asked .

" I don't " I replied curtly.

" I do" and she smiled smugly.

It was my turn to be surprised and I couldn't hide it from Sunita.

In reply to my enquiring glance ,Sunita replied.

" She's the Boss lady"

" Huh?"

"Chanda Chaturvedi, our CEO's wife", she explained.

I looked back at the woman with renewed interest. When Mrs chaturvedi's eyes met mine for the briefest of instants , I hurriedly glanced away.

It turned out that a few years ago , she was Head of personnel and Sunita had been harassed as a lot of others had been. According to Sunita , Mrs Chaturvedi had used her position to create hell for most of the employees. Then she had left the post when she became pregnant. Now that the kid was packed off to boarding school , she had turned to partying with her friends . Sunita , obviously had a lot of bitterness towards Mrs Chaturvedi and I gently steered the conversation away form her.But the damage was done. Sunita's mood had undergone a change and I suggested that we leave. As I stayed back to sign the check , I observed Mrs Chaturvedi glance up and watch Sunita's receding back thoughtfully as she passed by their table. I hurried after Sunita , and as I turned the car towards my apartment, Sunita said " No , Please , take me to the Hostel "

I felt a stab of disappointment , but not wanting to spoil her mood further , I obeyed and took her back to her Hostel. I gave her a quick kiss and let her go . The afternoon had turned suddenly sour.

Sighing to myself , I slowly drove back to my apartment.

Not long afterwards , Sunita, announced that her marriage was settled and she was resigning her job and leaving the country after her marriage. Though bitterly disappointed , I wished her all the best.She had spurned my offers of marriage , saying that her Parents would never agree , and she didn't want to go against their wishes.

Sunita left and I was left heart broken.Suddenly , the city and the job I decided to leave for my home town too and submitted my notice of resignation.

When there was no response , I took up the matter with the HRD dept. The Dept. Head informed me that he had forwarded my resignation to the CEO and it was up to him to decide. I called his Secretary for an appointment. She informed me that he wanted me to meet him at his residence the following Saturday.

I reached Mr Chaturvedi's house and rang the bell.The door was answered by the lovely voluptuous Mrs Chaturvedi.

" Come in " she said as she adressed me by name. I was taken aback at the use of my name,then realised that Mr Chaturvedi must have mentioned it.

She hadn't dressed as I always remembered her.Though older than Sunita, Mrs chaturvedi carried herself as though she were still in college.Tight slacks, a light casual blouse and sandals. Her rich, luxurious hair, cleanly parted in the center of her head, was made up into a bun as always. She must have taken good care of her body, and now that I was standing some five feet from her, I could see that she was far more lovely than I imagined. She wore no make-up, and needed none. Her lips were slightly pinker than the flesh of her face. I could see the cream coloured swan-like neck rising gracefully from the top of her blouse. Farther down, the blouse was straining against the two globes of her breasts. Even though her breasts were very large, they were obviously firm and hard.Her swelling breasts pushed against the cotton blouse without the help of any apparent support. Her nipples poked against the fabric which was clinging to the generous mounds of her huge breasts. They bobbed sensually as she led me through the living room towards the couch. Her slacks were tight and followed the contours of her body, as if moulded around her waist and flared out around her full, mouth watering thighs and hips. Her legs were long and as I looked at her, I could feel my cock give a sudden twitch. Then reminding myself where I was , I hastily controlled myself and followed her as she led me into the living room. I saw her not so slim hips and ripe ass swaying in concert to her walk . I was slowly and surely getting aroused.

I stated the purpose of my visit and enquired if Mr Chaturvedi was home.

" He had to leave on short notice and wouldn't be back till Monday" she replied.She must have sensed my disappointment , for she asked me to be at ease.

" We can discuss the matter , if you don't mind " she added.

I couldn't refuse , so I nodded my acceptance.

" Sanjay told me that you have decided to leave the company" she looked at me enquiringly.

" Yes "

" Don't you like it here?"

" Oh no, It's not that "

" Have you got a better offer?"

" I haven't even applied for another job " I replied.

" Then why? " Mrs Chaturvedi asked.

" It's for Personal reasons Maa'm " I replied , hoping it would be an effective way to stop the probing.

She took the hint. She then busied herself ordering coffee and we sat sipping it.

"You seem to be pretty popular with the staff " she said after a while.

I couldn't make out the the direction our conversation was taking.I looked up and stared at her for a moment. I could feel my breathing stop as my eyes fixed on her ripe beauty.

"Yes, I like them and they like me," I told her.

"I was referring to one particular person " Mrs Chaturvedi said, just a little mischievously.

Could she be referring to Sunita? I wondered and looked directly into her coal-black eyes. It was a mistake . She stared right back at me with just a hint of a smile on her lips.

I regarded her for a moment, and then dropped my eyes from her bold gaze. I hastily finished the coffee and stood up to leave.

" Thanks for the coffee Maa'm , I will be back on Monday" I said.

" Please do" she said with a smile and squeezed my hand.

I left. As I was driving back to my apartment , I thought of Mrs Chaturvedi's actions. Was she coming on to me? I wondered.

"What are you thinking about? I thought to myself. You can't even be considering that. Just forget it. The sky had become overcast and as I reached my apartment it started to rain.

By the time I reached home , it had started to pour. I let myself in and settled down in front of the TV for another long lonely weekend. I fixed myself a small drink and tried to push away thoughts of Sunitha and what we would be doing if she were here.

I flipped through the various channels and none was interesting . I switched off the TV and grabbed a book .

After an hour or so , I heard a knock on the door. I placed the glass on the table and went to open the door.

I was stunned to see Mrs Chaturvedi standing in a dripping raincoat and my mouth almost fell open. My thoughts raced in a thousand directions , at the reason for her visit to my apartment.

" Good evening. Aren't you going to let me in?" Mrs Chaturvedi's voice broke in on my thoughts.

" I was driving by and it started to rain heavily , so I decided to drop in and wait it out." she said with a smile as if it was the most natural thing in the world to do.

"Please, come in," I said formally and stepped to one side, holding the door open. She walked past me. I stared at her back , wondering at her imperiousness.Then I remembered , that this apartment was owned by her husband.

"I hope I am not bothering you " she said, running her fingers through her hair at her forehead. " It's raining quite heavily and I didn't want to risk driving home in such a downpour."

"It's alright Maa'm , It's no problem at all " I replied.

She took off her rain coat and hung it in the foyer. She reached behind her neck and undid the bun of hair. Her soft, shimmering hair cascaded around her head in waves. It was full and thick, and it framed her face perfectly on both sides. She was wearing the same clothes as she had been earlier.

"That's very kind of you," she said, smiling.

She took a seat on the couch in the living room. I just stood in the middle of the room , not knowing what to do.

She looked at my Glass on the table meaningfully and asked with a hint of mischief in her voice " Aren't you , going to offer me a drink?"

" Oh Sure, I am sorry, what would you like to have Maa'm?

"Gin, If you have it"

I nodded and went to the small bar.

"Listen," Mrs Chaturvedi said, " I can leave , if you would rather be alone or something."

"Ooohhh, no. Not at all," I said quickly. " It's risky driving in the rain, and having company makes me feel better."

As I mixed a drink for her, I found myself glancing at her again and again. I was beginning to wonder , where this was leading to.

"So tell me," she said as I handed her the drink and took a seat across from the couch.

"What do you do over the weekends? I imagine you must go out a lot."

"No Maa"m, I prefer to stay at home " I replied.

"You don't like going out?"

"I do, but nowadays I don't go out very much"

"That's too bad," she said.

"A young man like you should see as much of the city as possible."

She took a sip of her drink and stared at me thoughtfully.

"I am sure , you were not always like this," she said.

" I can sense it" she continued.

Startled I looked up at her. She was getting just a little too personal, but there was no way I could stop her.

"Come on, you can be frank with me" Mrs Chaturvedi said, leaning forward.

"I don't know what you've seen of our city , but I can tell you of lots places where you can have a good time."

"Thank you Maa'm " I said evasively.

Some moments passed and with nothing better to do, I finished my drink.

" Let me make another drink for you , what was it that you were drinking?" Mrs Chaturvedi asked, taking hold of my now empty glass.

"Oh, Whiskey " I replied, snapping out of my trance.

"You got it " Mrs Chaturvedi said, making her way towards the bar. As she moved towards the bar , she swayed her hips in a more than casual and less than provocative manner, enough to make my cock begin to rise in salute.

As she made drinks for both of us , She glanced at the picture on the bar counter. It was a framed picture of Sunita and myself.

She returned to the couch and handed me the drink. She sat down next to me on the couch, just close enough , so I could get a good view of her firm, hard breasts, nearly visible now under the bright lights and through the sheer cloth of her blouse.

"Shall we drink to friendship?" she asked in a low, throaty voice.

Friendship?? I glanced at her in astonishment. I was now regreting the drink I had earlier, but now it was too late.

"So tell me, what are you planning to do after you leave our Company?" Mrs Chaturvedi enquired, resting her arm on the back of the couch and twisting her body so that I had a full front view of her. She tucked one leg up under her firm, hard buttocks, and for all the world looked almost casual, but not quite.

"I haven't thought about it much," I answered.

"Well, now, that you have decided to leave our company, you must have some plans for the future."

"I'm afraid I haven't thought about it so far" I replied.

"Is that so?Hmmmmm" she looked at me thoughtfully.

The situation was getting uncomfortable and I gulped my drink down.

"Let me make you another " she said quickly, taking the glass from my hand.

Before I could protest, she was at the Bar again, making me a drink.

She picked up the picture and stared at it for a long moment. She put it down and returned to the couch with my drink.

" Is it because of Sunita, that you have decided to leave?"

I almost spluttered on my drink. I turned to the dark haired woman, wondering what I could say to her. The whiskey was beginning to take effect , and I felt more relaxed as I sipped on it.

"How long have you and Mr Chaturvedi been married?" I asked, both to make conversation, and to bring back the the conversation to manageable territory.

"About ten years," she said, leaning just a little closer . She had opened her thighs just a bit, causing her tight slacks to press tighter against the junction of her thighs. The material of her slacks moulded itself against her pussy, her vaginal lips now apparent. The bright light of the room went through the sheer cotton blouse, revealing even more of her bosom, the darker aureoles of her breasts contrasting sharply with the creamy-whiteness of the globes. I thought I could detect just a hint of the rigid hardness of her nipples. I tried to imagine what she would look like without her clothes . I could almost picture her naked body and my cock spasmed. I hurriedly glanced away. I knew I had to stop thinking like this, but I couldn't take my eyes away from her provocative lushness. My penis began spasming again. Once, twice, reminding me that I was losing control over my body. I tried to settle my raging thoughts by taking another long pull of my drink.

"Was Sunita the first one you had an affair with?" she asked, keeping the conversation going along the lines I didn't want.

I shook my head. Mrs Chaturvedi was glancing at the front of my pants from beneath half- lowered lids. I was certain she could see my cock pulsing now.

" Was it good , with her?" she asked in a whisper.

I was getting more flushed with her demanding conversation.

"To be quite honest," I told her, " I wasn't very experienced , She taught me everything."

"I'll bet she was one hell of a teacher," she said in a low, sultry voice.

I looked at her eyes for a moment, sensing that she was coming on , stronger than ever now, as though she wanted me to make the first move. That was something I couldn't do. After all, she was the Boss's wife. I began wishing that I hadn't had so much to drink.

I kept staring at the smiling face of Mrs Chaturvedi, then dropped my eyes to the full rich softness of her firm, high breasts. Damn! Getting my hands on those tits of hers would be sheer heaven.How I would love to take each nipple in my mouth and suck to my heart's content.

I felt my cock jerk into sudden rigidity with that thought, as though it were alive, trying to break out of its cloth prison. I took a deep breath and finished my drink, trying to will my penis into limpness again. I had to stop thinking about Mrs chaturvedi like that. But my cock acted as though it had a mind of its own, and remained achingly, painfully erect and blood-swollen. Guiltily, my eyes went to Mrs Chaturvedi's face.

She was looking directly at the bulge in my pants!

And she was smiling!!

"Interesting," she said in a husky voice.

"Uhhh, what is?"

" Your reaction," she said in a voice that was both casual and sensual at the same time. My breath quickened at her blatant stare.

"I must imagine that its been quite a while since you have reacted like that" she said, smiling and looked into my eyes as she sipped on her drink.

" With Sunitha gone ,you'll just have to do something else with it. Right?"

"I... I... I...," I stuttered.

" Can I help you with it?" She whispered.

"Oh God!" I gasped. My cock was palpitating wildly now, and my mind was reeling. I knew she had been coming on to me, but this was more than a simple come-on. My balls began to ache. I needed a release.

Mrs Chaturvedi seductively leaned closer, and I could feel her hot breath on my cheek. She touched my knee lightly, and her fingers seemed to burn through the cloth.

"Well, love. Wouldn't you like to show me what you can do with that cock of yours? Especially now that it's hard and hot? "

"Mrs Chaturvedi, please, look, This is not right........"

" Why?"

I didn't reply.I opened and closed my mouth again and again, trying to think of something to say. The situation was rapidly getting out of hand and was getting too much me to handle.

"My cunt's on fire , love," Mrs Chaturvedi purred in my ear.

" And I can see that you have a similar problem ,lover".

As she spoke, she reached out and touched my pulsating,cloth-covered penis. I almost leapt off the couch at the electric shock of her touch on my cock. I froze as Mrs Chaturvedi stroked my penis lightly,tantalizingly, slowly increasing the pressure of her caresses. Her breasts pressed softly, hotly, against my arm as she sidled up closer on the couch. Her lips touched my jaw and traced a pattern upward along my cheek, her tongue flicking out to trail a path of fire towards my ear as her hand continued to rub my swollen penis.

" Mrs Chaturvedi , please, for God's sake, stop"

" It's Chanda , call me Chanda " She said in a husky voice and then nipped me sharply on my ear lobe.

I gasped and pulled away from her.

" Please....." I was almost pleading now.

"You want to fuck me," she said, ignoring my plea " I know you want to fuck me. And I want you to. What more do you need?"

Her voice was mesmerising and I could feel my resistance disappearing with each pass her hand made along the hardened shaft of my excited penis.

My mind raced with only one thought. I didn't know what was going on through her mind, but if she had ever looked more inviting , this was the time. Her black eyes stared into mine. Her bee-stung pouting lips half parted , close to mine. With a loud groan, I moved my face against hers, pressing my lips tightly to hers in a hot wet kiss.When her moist, tongue began thrusting against my lips, I couldn't help myself. I knew that what we were about to do was wrong, but after Sunita's departure , I had been so lonely that I decided that there was no use in fighting it now. I groaned again in response to the incessant pressure of her tongue against my lips. I opened my mouth and began to lash her tongue with mine , then pushed my tongue into her mouth. All thoughts of right and wrong had fled my mind.

As we continued kissing with mouths locked tightly, wetly together, I felt my cock jerk again and again, as if reminding me that there was a lot more to do than merely kiss this lovely woman. I reached up behind her and under her blouse, savouring the feel of her satin smooth flesh.I ran my hands up and down against the skin of her back, lifting her blouse higher and higher , my fingers getting closer and closer to the rising globes of her magnificent breasts.

Mrs Chaturvedi raised her arms above her and I slipped the blouse over her arms and dropped it to the floor. Her amazingly full round breasts now pressed against my chest, and even through the cloth of my shirt, the rigid points of her nipples felt like points of fire. I groaned from the sensations flowing through my loins and lowered one hand to the waist band of her slacks, trying to draw them down over her hips. I wanted to get her naked as soon as possible. If there was any possibility that Mrs Chaturvedi would change her mind , this would be the moment, I thought.

But there was no resistance.On the contrary, she was far more eager to get fucked , as I was to do it. She pulled away from me just enough so that she could remove her slacks herself.

I watched wide-eyed as the sexy Mrs Chaturvedi stood up and slithered out of her slacks, so eager to get naked that she pulled her slacks and panties down over the soft, generous firmness of her hips with one rapid pull of her hands. She kicked her heels off and stepped out of the garments around her ankles.

I stared transfixed at her luscious nakedness as I stood up too. Her full, enticing breasts were rising and falling delightfully in concert to her heavy breathing. Her softly rounded belly crowned by a deep navel,tapering off towards the glistening dark curls framing her cunt, nestled between tightly pressed thighs like a flower waiting eagerly to open.

I reached out and took her rigid distended nipples between thumb and forefinger, rolling them gently. This brought moans of supressed desire from the seductive wife's lushly upturned mouth. She placed her hands on my shoulders as if for support.

After a little while, She lowered her hands from my shoulders to my groin, fondling my cock that was straining to be released from its cloth prison. She massaged it through my pants , at first lightly, and then with increasing force as her mounting passion began to pulse through her entire body. In response, I began kneading the silky flesh of her sensuous fluttering globes, and her breathing become more ragged as she strained her back, pressing her breasts harder against my palms, wanting more.

Her massaging of my cock through my pants became so sensuous , that I had to get as naked as she was. I wanted to feel her soft palms around my burning tool. I pushed her body away and stripped off my shirt. As I pulled down my pants, the seducing wife's eyes opened wide with excitement as she saw the throbbing hardness of my penis glistening at the tip with precum.

I moved up against her again, the tip of my hardened cock pressing into the soft, warm folds of her belly as she pushed her pelvis forward, driving me almost crazy now with her wanton need .

"Lie down, Mrs Chaturvedi," I said in a hoarse whisper.

With both hands on her sholders , I pushed her onto the floor, rolling over on top of her lovely nakedness. I reached down for her smoothly rounded buttocks with both hands, and proceeded to cup and squeeze them. As I probed my hotly throbbing penis towards the tight junction of the sexy wife's sleek thighs, I could feel the heat excuded by her naked pussy guiding my cock as a heat source does a missile.

My mind was awash with lust and passion now. The utter wantonness of the woman who was married to my Boss, spread eagled beneath my body and by now thrusting up her hips ,demanding gratification , made me lose all control.

As I probed with the tip of my cock for the entrance to her heated cunt, holding her grinding buttocks up off the floor with both my hands, I felt her impatient hand grab hold of my throbbing cock and guide it to the entrance of her cunt , her cloying nether lips reluctantly parting to accomodate the tip of my straining penis.

I Slowly began to lower myself , little by little deepening the penetration of my blood-gorged rod into the slippery wet sheath of her cunt.

"Ohhhhh, Yessss! Lover." Mrs Chaturvedi moaned .

I pushed my pulsating hardness relentlessly forward up into the depths of her belly, the inner walls of her vagina clasping around my cock like a tight-fitting glove.

I began a thrusting, rhythmical motion, gradually increasing the length of strokes until my loins were pumping like a battering ram against her wildly squirming pelvis. At first, I had been pulling her up to meet my downthrusting hips, my hands grasping her tautly rounded buttocks. But now I felt her thrusting up on her own, onto my cock making tiny grinding motions against my pelvis each time I buried myself in her up to the hilt. I took my hands away from her buttocks and supported myself

Slowly, she began a gentle massaging motion with her moist, hot cunt around my cock which was striving to go deeper with every thrust. I ground my pelvis into the junction of her lush thighs as she strained up to meet my thrusts, once arching her back so violently that she lifted both our bodies up off the floor. Her thighs trembled ceaselessly under my body , opening and closing her thighs as she matched my thrusts with lovely thrusts of her own.

Gradually, her moans took up a chanting rhythm , her voice husky with desire. She started grunting in tandem to her upward thrusts , in response to my steady in and out motion between her quivering thighs.

I could feel my cock expanding and growing up inside her soft belly as I struggled to meet her accelerating upward thrusts. I pulled my swollen hardness out to an inch from the tip before driving it hard back into her palpitating cunt, then gradually out again, faster and faster. Again and again I fucked into the warm steaming wetness of her hotly clinging pussy, my sperm filled balls slapping each time against her roundly working buttocks below.

I raised myself up on my hands, now spread on the floor beside her shoulders.I watched the ecstatic uncontrolled lust on the face of the wildly thrusting Mrs Chaturvedi. The wanton wife's mouth hung slackly open to the side as she groaned out loud .Unintelligble deep throated guttural sounds escaped from between her lips with each stroke of my cock. Her hair lay in a halo on the carpet as she wildly writhed beneath my sweating body.

I let my eyes pass down over the tautly stretched tendons of her soft, swan-like neck, and my gaze was arrested by the heaving mounds of her wide-set breasts, their firm dark nipples jutting out , as if begging for my mouth to devour them. I reluctantly glanced down from the enticing sight to her tender cock-stuffed belly.

As I fucked deeper and deeper between her wide-splayed legs, I could see my blood distended penis slick with our combined juices , withdrawing from the clasping pink lips of her pussy, then disappearing back again into the upthrust mound between her open thighs. The beauty was relentlessly pushing up to meet my fucking thrusts as though she were unable to wait even a second for my next plunge into her moist hot cunt. Each time I drove it home to the hilt, I held it there for an instant, savouring the delicious sensations as Mrs Chaturvedi shuddered on my deeply embedded shaft, her hips rotating seductively.Again and again she ground her hips against mine , almost making my cum-laden balls explode at any moment. Her, hot warm moist pussy sucked at my throbbing shaft like some wild sea anemone sucking in its prey.

Oh God ! What a fucker! I thought. Sex with Sunita had never been so good.

My thoughts were soon driven from my mind as the lovely Mrs chaturvedi heaved wildly beneath me like a demon. I Let my upper body fall forward onto hers , and reached up under Chanda's crazily jerking hips to grasp her buttocks. As I drove my swollen penis into the steaming hot wetness of her cunt, Chanda spread her legs even wider to give greater access to her ravenous pussy, pitching crazily under my body. I sensed that this cock crazy wife would soon be reaching her climax.

Eagerly, Chanda opened and closed her trembling thighs around my hips in unison with my strokes into her all consuming pussy. Into my ear she made meaningless cries as though she had no control over her voice, now that she was coming closer and closer to the brink. Suddenly, the sex delirious Mrs Chaturvedi pulled her knees up under my chest as high as they would go, presenting her wide open pussy to my deeply stroking cock. Then she found her voice again.

"Oooooohhhhhh, fuck , yes , yes, fuck it hard, HARD!" she screamed, her heels pounding on my buttocks. Then she groaned , as if in pain and pulled her thighs up higher, crushing her full breasts back flat against her chest.

"I'm cumming!" the sexy wife gasped, her mouth wide open in ecstasy.

"I'm cumming!" she repeated, her ankles now locked around my neck, her toes curled.

Her words once again become incoherent, unintelligible sounds whose meaning was known only to herself, her wide unseeing eyes staring into my eyes.

Wow! I marvelled as I glanced down at the wild wife racing out of control into a final climax. I gritted my teeth and clenched my buttocks tightly together to keep from cumming myself, sweating over heaving nakedness, wanting to cum in tandem with her.

"I'm Cumming!!" Chanda suddenly cried out. Her words urged me on to plunge deeper into her wildly gyrating pussy. I could feel her asscheeks clenching at my cum swollen balls beneath as she locked herself to my hips with all the strength of her convulsively twitching thighs, shuddering against my body. Then, the hotly clasping inner walls of her pussy flooded the buried hardness of my cock with hot orgasmic juices.

The now exhausted wife held her breath for an interminable moment and then expelled it as , her body collapsed limply back onto the carpet of the living room floor.

She lay still and unmoving, my cock still lodged deeply up inside her well fucked cunt.

to be continued.....