Fucking A Milf In Front Of Her Drunk Husband
Hi everyone, I’m Sam, 24. Without wasting time I’ll get straight to my story. Well, the story is still going on and I’m having a great time fucking a 44-year- old MILF in front of her husband in Gandhinagar, Gujarat.
Any girl/lady around Ahmedabad can contact me on [email protected] I am not putting it out of desperation but it’s for people who want to enjoy it.
Coming back to the story. Her name is Shalini (changed for obvious reasons). We had first met at a social function. After that whenever we met she use to stare at me and found ways of touching me. She was fair 5’6, 36-32-34 size and always wore saree.
I’m not dumb to understand what she wanted. So one day I texted her. I was scared of being misunderstood and beaten up by her husband. But I guess lust was over my head. So one fine day when we get I decided to text her that night as I knew her husband was out of town.
Me: Hey I hope you’re doing good and I believe you won’t mind meeting up for coffee?
Shalini: Hi, of course, I would never mind going out on coffee with you.
Me: Don’t get used to such coffee dates, you might get addicted to a 24-year-old boy!
Shalini: getting addicted to a 24-year-old boy won’t be a problem if you take care of my needs.
Me: I would love to take care of your needs only if you invite me to your place for coffee.
Shalini: I can’t ask you to come home because of my family. It will be strange. But we can go to our farmhouse and have some drinks at night.
Me: I hope your husband won’t mind watching his wife taken care of by a 24-year-old boy.
Shalini: Stop calling yourself boy. You are a man for me who can satisfy me with your tongue and dick. Also, my husband can’t take more than 2 pegs and then he is gone.
Well, that was enough for me to get turned on. I knew the moment I meet her I am want to eat that wet pussy. This chat was all I wanted to know how horny the bitch she was. That night we had a long sex chat and she told me how much she admired me.
She loved my toned body because of swimming. And she knew I had enough stamina to fuck her all night long. We masturbated twice that night and slept exhausted.
Next week she told me that she had convinced her husband to meet me for drinks at their farmhouse. They will pick me at 9 pm. I was waiting for them and there were hundreds of things running in my head. Because I wasn’t sure if her husband was gonna pass out after 2 pegs.
The moment I got into the car, I saw her. She wore a white saree and backless blouse. Open hair. She kept turning back to talk to me. She held my hand and we talked about general things. After reaching their farmhouse, her husband started making drinks for us.
I asked her for a cigarette and to my surprise, she said yes. I could see the lust in her eyes as we stared into each other eyes and passed cigarette. We didn’t realize that we were two down and her husband had slept in bed inside. I went forward and kissed her lips.
The taste of alcohol and smoke was turning me on. She moved closer to me and held my head in her hands and started kissing passionately. I didn’t know if it was the alcohol or unsatisfied housewife who was having a good time with me.
But who cares.
I started pressing her boobs over her saree and it was irritating. So I started to strip her saree. Then I started licking her nipples over her blouse and playing with her open hair. The atmosphere had completed changed. We both were the least concerned about her husband sleeping next to us.
I start folding her boobs more and more and she started moaning loudly. I kept my fingers in her mouth so that her husband doesn’t wake up. She started licking my finger like she was sucking my dick. I opened her blouse and there she was in her petticoat and pink bra.
I was in heaven because I knew I had hit the jackpot. I opened her petticoat and started feeling her thighs and ass. She came over to me and opened my shirt. I kissed me all over my neck, chest and kept going down. Her wet lips and alcohol were turning me on.
She then removed my pant and started licking my inner thighs, which was making me moan too.
Me: Shalini you’re going to kill me if you don’t stop teasing me.
Shalini: Don’t worry I’m all over who whatever you want and whenever you want.
Me: You better stick to your words or I’ll start spanking you in front of people whenever you meet at a social function.
Shalini: Please don’t do that. I’m ready to be fucked whenever you want.
Me: You better start sucking my dick. Because if I start licking you then you won’t be able to control. I don’t want to start that so soon.
Shalini started playing with my dick over my underwear and my dick was hard and hot. The moment she kissed the tip of my dick, I held her head and pushed it completely inside her mouth. It made her choke. Later she started to deep throat and I was going mad.
I told her I was about to cum and so she started sucking faster. I was holding her hair and pushing my dick deeper inside her mouth. We got into the 69 position. I removed the last piece of cloth on her body. The moment she came over me I pushed my tongue deep inside her pussy which was already very wet.
I could feel it all over my face. I also started licking ass and fingering her pussy, which made her moan louder. Finally, she came over me push my dick inside her wet pussy. There was a loud moan and finally, my dick was inside. It was getting harder in the atmosphere was completely hot.
I started pressing of bouncing boobs and I was spanking her ass. Her moaning was quite loud, it kept getting louder. I came over her and spread her legs. I put my dick inside her pussy started fucking hard and deep, very deep. It made moan even louder.
I could feel her pussy getting tight again. That was the time when I decided to come inside her pussy. After that, she was holding me very tight her arms. I realized my back was being scratched by her nails when I was fucking her.
This thing continues every month, sometimes twice a month. We do new things like massage sessions, dance, smoking up, and always end up satisfying each other.
Fucking A Milf In Front Of Her Drunk Husband