Adulterous Sneha

Some sentences are in Marathi, our native language and have been translated for you all....

Though we were in the same city ours was a long distance relationship, a change of jobs meant we were not able to meet for long periods. Technology came to our rescue. Video chats and short messages kept the flame of our romance alive. Marriage for Sneha was taking a happier turn. A promotion for her husband and her new job increased income which helped them buy a new flat. Though the only problem remained was the mother in law who accompanied them to the new house. Her husband by nature was a good man and had started taking good care of her. She attributed that change to our relationship and her changed outlook towards life. He had been insecure as Sneha shed her old baggage and was more in control. I was happy for her because of this.

We were not in contact for 3 months or so as I did not want to spoil her changed life with her husband. An unknown number flashed on my cell, reluctantly I picked the call. It was Sneha and she broke down hearing my voice. I could not understand what happened. She disconnected and called me back after an hour regaining her composure. She told me her mother in law had made her live living hell, so a month back she packed off her son to a boarding school and she moved to Pune. She was staying all alone in her maternal home and had picked up an intra-office transfer. I berated her for not confiding in me, she was apologetic and remarked she did not want to trouble me. I told her that I am coming to Pune and will meet her. Fortunately for me, our new office branch in Pune was my responsibility and it was a few minutes' walk from my home and her office.

I finished my work in the office and setup for a review meeting the next day. Sneha called me and I picked her up from work. We headed back to my home which turned out to be very near her house too. The moment we were in she locked the door and burst out in tears. She was blaming herself for sending her son away to boarding school and was very angry on her husband who stood a mute spectator while she fought with his mother. She started punching me hard and broke down again blaming herself for the misfortune of staying away from her son. It took me a better part of an hour to help her regain composure. I held her close to myself till she stopped crying and then asked her to take a bath. Meanwhile I prepared a simple dinner and filled up a beer for her and a shot of vodka for me.

Sneha walked out wearing a bathrobe, her hair wet and a smile on her face, looking like an angel. To change her mood I had lighted up the rooms with candles and old Hindi film love songs were playing in the background. She came and sat in my lap holding me in a tight embrace. We drained our glasses and finished our meal in silence. I was unsure of how to proceed and Sneha solved my dilemma. She stood up and let go of the robe, having worn nothing underneath her skin was glowing in the soft candle light. She whispered " Ashu, majhi tahaan bhagav, majhya pucchit tujha land ghusaav ani zhawun kadh mala". ( Ashu, screw me hard , I am parched). I moved towards her and started showering kisses. Sneha helped me out of my tee and tugged my shorts down. She started to caress my body and nibble on my nipples. Slowly she reached down and cupped my balls with both her hands and started to give me a nice rub. I lifted her and moved into the bedroom. Dumping her on the bed, I spread her legs and dove to reach her honey pot. The juices were already flowing and the musky fragrance emanating from them was making me go wild. My tongue was darting into the inner reaches of her pussy.

Sneha began thrashing wildly and a gush of juices streamed down into my welcoming mouth. I lapped it up like a hungry dog but did not stop licking her. She was so aroused that she sat up and pulled my head to lick more deeply. Sensing her about to climax again, I freed myself from the vise like grip and plunged my pulsating tool into her hot cunt. The lubrication helped and I could enter her in a smooth motion, though she had not lost any bit of her tightness. The folds of her pussy walls were enveloping my hard member at the same time were gripping it to milk me dry. Sneha was begging me not to stop and was raising her ass to meet my strokes. A scream erupted from our mouths as we came together and I fell panting to her side.

We cleaned ourselves up and came back to bed and lay cuddling. It was morning when we awoke and proceeded to the shower in a hurry. We moved to our work in anticipation of coming back home early it being a Saturday. It was late afternoon when we reached back home. The dry heat of Pune had been stifling. I undressed Sneha and pulled her into the shower. The cold water bath did wonders as we washed away the grime and dirt. Sneha was clinging to me and running her hands all over me with me reciprocating. She then sat on the small bench with the shower falling on her and proceeded to give an awesome display of masturbation, not letting me touch her. Running her hands in circles over her boobs and pinching her erect nipples. She slowly pumped her twat and was licking the released pussy juice intermittently. In no time she climaxed and lay down on the floor spent. She raised her arms to invite me and lovingly embraced me. I had been selfish at times while with Sneha. Today I was going to change that. Drying ourselves we headed to the bedroom and I laid her down.

Going down I started to lick and suckle her toes and feet, gently nibbling on her calves and thighs I reached out to open the folds of her vulva. My probing tongue hit her engorged clit and Sneha was moaning softly running her fingers in my hair. When I stopped sucking on her clit she begged me to continue but I had some different plans. Continuing to lick her inner thighs I turned her over and rimmed her asshole. Gently nibbling on her soft ass globes I moved upward massaging her shoulder blades and at the same time licking on her lower back and spine. Sneha had had enough and she was in frenzy, her hands trying to reach my dick. I grabbed her hands and tied them off to the headstand giving me unhindered access. Sneha retorted " Kashala satavto aahes? ajun kiti garam karnar mala, tujha lawda aata majhya chakulit ghal" ( why are you teasing me? how much more will you arouse me, I need your dick in my pussy ).

Keeping her tied, I got a bottle of honey from the kitchen and proceeded to layer a film on her boobs, navel and flat tummy. Also let some of it to dribble down to her bare pussy. She had no options but to wait and watch for my next move. Sucking on her left breast and then the right drinking all the honey had given her sore erect nipples and she was begging me to stop. Without paying attention I licked her flat stomach and was dipping into the sexy navel. Sneha was squirming with pleasure and was moaning. Grazing her nipples in slow circular motion caused another climax and she closed her legs to stop me to reach out to her honey laden cunt. This caused the honey to be smeared on her inner thighs too. Gently I eased open her legs and Sneha let out a small groan as if she was hurt. She had a smile on her lips and in mock anger asking me to leave her alone. I applied some honey on my tool and went into a classic 69 position, but was teasing Sneha by not allowing her eager mouth to get hold of my dick. As I moved in to lick her thighs and cunt I slowly eased my dick into her welcoming mouth which Sneha gobbled up in a hurry. Deep throating herself she brought me to a release and drank the whole load of cum I released. My probing tongue deep in her cunt caused her to release a stream of juices which tasted heavenly with the tinges of honey I had poured. A muffled moan escaped her lips which still engulfed my limp penis.

We lay there spent but satisfied and I released her hands. Sneha had different ideas today. She grabbed the piece of cloth I had used to tie her up and this time my hands were tied. Repeating what I had done to her, she poured the honey on my chest and was slurping up the honey while biting my nipples. I was erect again and sensing it she lowered herself on to my tool. She began to dictate the pace of our love making with a gentle rocking motion which reached its peak in a short time and Sneha was bucking like a jockey riding a race horse. We both came at the same time with me bursting copious amounts of fluids in her already wet pussy. Sneha lay on my chest panting and letting soft moans of contentment trying to regain her breath.

Heartbroken though she was for staying away from her son, she said she was happy finding a partner in me who not only fulfilled her sexual needs but was a true friend. While consoling her that the situation will get better I realized that she had become more of a friend than a fuck buddy, someone who trusted me with deepest of her secrets. It was her idea that I pen our relationship and share it, albeit the names and locations have been changed to protect our privacy. The next 2-3 years were painful for her till the time the fool of her husband realized his mistake and separated from his family to setup a new household. Our meetings and sex filled sessions continued when Sneha was in Pune. Once she moved back to Mumbai with her husband I deliberately choose to stay away to help her rebuild her relationship. Thankfully her husband quit smoking and drinking and was trying to become a true provider for the family. She says that she can never fall in love with her husband though sexual life has been good with him. Our relationship is like a pressure release valve for her and needs to spend time in my arms at least once in a month.