God, it felt so good.
When Milind finally rolled off me and pulled his cock out from my red and swollen pussy, I slowly sat up on my elbows and looked down at how totally fucked I looked. I could feel his liquid pouring out of me and down the crack of my ass. I couldn’t believe there was so much of it. I just lay there for a moment in a dreamlike state marveling at the feeling of what was happening inside of me. I looked at him, his naked body and found that even when his cock was soft, he was still larger than my husband. I moved closer to him and kissed him as if to thank him.
My dresses were bunched up around the bed and my soaked petticoat & panties were lying at a corner of the bed. My breasts were red.
I laid there on the bed and wondered if I would ever be able to feel my husbands small cock inside of me again.
Milind smiled and assured me it would be our secret. Trusting him, I embraced his naked body and soon we went to sleep. After about an hour or so, I woke up and went to the bathroom.
I had a nice shower and when I returned back to my room, Milind was still in bed sleeping innocently, with no fear, no guilt, as if he was the master of this house.
He sure was the master… atleast for today, because he had fucked me like his wife… on the very bed where my husband had fucked me for last so many years. But it was so very different… so good… so satisfying!!
For the first time I felt Milind really deserved to be my master, the master of this house, the master of this bed and the master of this sexy body!! I looked at the watch… it was 4 pm and my kids would be returning from school.
I went to the bed, woke him up and told him that it was time to wrap up. He immediately got up, took a nice shower and quickly dressed up. He then took me in a tight embrace and said “Thank you Rohini didi… it was really wonderful. I hope you too enjoyed it”.
I told him “yes… I too had enjoyed it for the first time in my life” and added surprisingly… ” hope its not the last time.”
He was pleasantly surprised and assured me that he was available as and when I needed him and it would always remain a top secret between us. I promised to meet again and revealed that I had never enjoyed fucking of this standard ever before in my life and that I wanted to experience it again and again.
We hugged and kissed each other in a more relaxed mood and then he left my house well in time before the kids returned from school.
We again met in the next week and kept on meeting and fucking regularly but very discreetly. Whenever my husband went on tours it was a festival time for us. Its been a year now that we are into this clandestine relationship, but we do still cherish our first encounter. It changed our lives completely.
Today, when I look back, I have no regrets whatsoever about what happened on that fateful day. No regrets for cheating my husband, no regrets for breaking the sanctity of my marriage.
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