Aditya Part 2 - Dinner at Mark's
That night my husband and I were invited to Mark’s place for dinner. I was wearing a little black dress and no underwear; I wanted to thank Mark personally for setting up my lunchtime encounter.
When we got there, Mark opened the door I greeted him with a deep passionate kiss, as my husband looked on patiently. Mark then took our coats and led us through the front hall to the living room, and said, “I’d like you to meet Aditya.” Looking past him, to my astonishment, I saw the beautiful Indian man who had fucked me that afternoon! He rose to his feet to greet us as Mark introduced us.
“I have already had the pleasure” said Aditya, “although it is nice to finally know your name.” With that, he kissed my hand, and I felt a warm little flush ripple through my nether regions.
We started with cocktails in the living room. Sitting with my husband on the chesterfield, I was thinking of the two loads of cum Aditya, sitting across from me, had pumped into me that afternoon. I was pretty sure he had an erection in his finely tailored trousers. I crossed my legs; my pussy was getting wet.
At dinner I sat next to him. He put his hand on my leg and told Mark and Hubby how appreciative he was for the “warm welcome to Canada” I had given him. The men laughed, but I almost came where I sat! He kept moving his hand up and down my thigh throughout the meal, and by the time dinner was over my panties were soaking.
After dinner, we grabbed our glasses and headed downstairs to Mark’s “play room”. Mark put on some music. I put my arms around him (I was a little tipsy at this point, and very horny!) and started slow dancing. I whispered in his ear “Thank you for letting me fuck him today”… My back was to Aditya and Hubby, and as we danced Mark pulled up the hem of my dress, giving them a view of my bum.
After a few minutes he said “Aditya, would you like to dance with her?” and I changed partners. I was immediately aware of his stiff tentpole pressing against me, and I moaned and pressed my body closer to his. We started to kiss. I was super aroused, and totally oblivious to my husband and Mark, who were watching us. I started grinding my crotch against his thigh and rubbing his cock through the fabric of his trousers while he rubbed my bare bum. Then he dipped his fingers down under the front of my dress and stuck a finger into my sopping pussy. I moaned so loud, and he started fucking me with his fingers, and I almost collapsed with weak knees.
He guided me to the couch and, kneeling before me, started eating my soaking pussy – sucking on my clit and fucking me with two fingers. It wasn’t long before I was cumming in torrents! I squirted juice all over his face as he kept working me.
After I was pretty much drained, he stood up before me and lifted my dress over my head, the stood before and took off all his clothes. That amazing cock with the oversized head defiantly pointed upward like an iron rod confronted me … I was panting with desire as he pulled my legs forward and shoved it into me with one swift thrust. I gasped at the sudden thrust, and then he started fucking me, slowly at first, and soon building to a fast banging rythm. It felt so good, I just lay there and let him take me.
Mark had gotten undressed and was sitting next to me stroking his magnificent cock, and Hubby, although still dressed, had freed his cock and was doing the same.
Aditya fucked me solid and hard for about what seemed ages, changing position every once in a while, turning me on my side, pulling me onto the floor on all fours, and then on my back again. before cumming with a quiet grunt, his cock pulsing and filling my engorged cunt with his cream. He stood up and pulled me to my feet… I felt a little wobbly after that so he held me for a moment, and I felt his creamy semen running down my thigh.
Then I felt Mark’s cock against my buttocks, and his hands cupping my breasts from behind.
“My turn” he said. Aditya kissed me, and went and sat down next to Hubby. Dipping a finger into my cream-filled pussy, and scooping it up from my creamed thighs, he began to massage my breasts with Aditya’s cum as e rubbed his fat nine-inch cock between my bum-cheeks I moaned and told him I was ready to cum again.
He lay down on the carpet and I straddled him, letting his full length sink slowly into my cunt. Oh, but he fills me good! Then I started grinding my clit against his pubic bone… this was not going to take long! I ground down and writhed back and forth on his great horn, and within minutes I was cumming, gushing juices again, all over his cock and tummy.
Barely stopping, he rolled me off him and positioned me doggy style, and started banging me hard from behind. I looked over at hubby, who was stroking Aditya’s cock, which was hard again. This was so hot looking, I started rubbing my clit between my legs as Mark banged the crap out of me from behind, as I just kept watching my husband jacking off Aditya and in minutes I was cumming again!
Mark came soon after, filling me with another great load.
Mark poured us all a drink, and I sat on the couch between him and Aditya, sipping scotch, while Hubby got between my legs and performed his favourite task cleaning my pussy of the two loads I had just received.
We sipped our drinks, and Aditya asked if I would accompany him to a cocktail party he was attending the next night, at the hotel at which he was staying. I looked at my husband, who gave a slight nod, and told him I’d be delighted. I leaned over and kissed him deeply, took hold of his hard cock, and, after a few strokes, went down on it’s bulbous head.
He fucked me one more time that night, as I lay back on the couch, with my head on my husband’s lap. A long, slow, gentle, yet strong fuck that had me off in some erotic, delerious paradise, and ended with him cumming with a soft grunt. This Indian lover, who was always hard, was certainly something special. He had pumped four loads into my pussy that day, and tomorrow I would be his date.
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When we got there, Mark opened the door I greeted him with a deep passionate kiss, as my husband looked on patiently. Mark then took our coats and led us through the front hall to the living room, and said, “I’d like you to meet Aditya.” Looking past him, to my astonishment, I saw the beautiful Indian man who had fucked me that afternoon! He rose to his feet to greet us as Mark introduced us.
“I have already had the pleasure” said Aditya, “although it is nice to finally know your name.” With that, he kissed my hand, and I felt a warm little flush ripple through my nether regions.
We started with cocktails in the living room. Sitting with my husband on the chesterfield, I was thinking of the two loads of cum Aditya, sitting across from me, had pumped into me that afternoon. I was pretty sure he had an erection in his finely tailored trousers. I crossed my legs; my pussy was getting wet.
At dinner I sat next to him. He put his hand on my leg and told Mark and Hubby how appreciative he was for the “warm welcome to Canada” I had given him. The men laughed, but I almost came where I sat! He kept moving his hand up and down my thigh throughout the meal, and by the time dinner was over my panties were soaking.
After dinner, we grabbed our glasses and headed downstairs to Mark’s “play room”. Mark put on some music. I put my arms around him (I was a little tipsy at this point, and very horny!) and started slow dancing. I whispered in his ear “Thank you for letting me fuck him today”… My back was to Aditya and Hubby, and as we danced Mark pulled up the hem of my dress, giving them a view of my bum.
After a few minutes he said “Aditya, would you like to dance with her?” and I changed partners. I was immediately aware of his stiff tentpole pressing against me, and I moaned and pressed my body closer to his. We started to kiss. I was super aroused, and totally oblivious to my husband and Mark, who were watching us. I started grinding my crotch against his thigh and rubbing his cock through the fabric of his trousers while he rubbed my bare bum. Then he dipped his fingers down under the front of my dress and stuck a finger into my sopping pussy. I moaned so loud, and he started fucking me with his fingers, and I almost collapsed with weak knees.
He guided me to the couch and, kneeling before me, started eating my soaking pussy – sucking on my clit and fucking me with two fingers. It wasn’t long before I was cumming in torrents! I squirted juice all over his face as he kept working me.
After I was pretty much drained, he stood up before me and lifted my dress over my head, the stood before and took off all his clothes. That amazing cock with the oversized head defiantly pointed upward like an iron rod confronted me … I was panting with desire as he pulled my legs forward and shoved it into me with one swift thrust. I gasped at the sudden thrust, and then he started fucking me, slowly at first, and soon building to a fast banging rythm. It felt so good, I just lay there and let him take me.
Mark had gotten undressed and was sitting next to me stroking his magnificent cock, and Hubby, although still dressed, had freed his cock and was doing the same.
Aditya fucked me solid and hard for about what seemed ages, changing position every once in a while, turning me on my side, pulling me onto the floor on all fours, and then on my back again. before cumming with a quiet grunt, his cock pulsing and filling my engorged cunt with his cream. He stood up and pulled me to my feet… I felt a little wobbly after that so he held me for a moment, and I felt his creamy semen running down my thigh.
Then I felt Mark’s cock against my buttocks, and his hands cupping my breasts from behind.
“My turn” he said. Aditya kissed me, and went and sat down next to Hubby. Dipping a finger into my cream-filled pussy, and scooping it up from my creamed thighs, he began to massage my breasts with Aditya’s cum as e rubbed his fat nine-inch cock between my bum-cheeks I moaned and told him I was ready to cum again.
He lay down on the carpet and I straddled him, letting his full length sink slowly into my cunt. Oh, but he fills me good! Then I started grinding my clit against his pubic bone… this was not going to take long! I ground down and writhed back and forth on his great horn, and within minutes I was cumming, gushing juices again, all over his cock and tummy.
Barely stopping, he rolled me off him and positioned me doggy style, and started banging me hard from behind. I looked over at hubby, who was stroking Aditya’s cock, which was hard again. This was so hot looking, I started rubbing my clit between my legs as Mark banged the crap out of me from behind, as I just kept watching my husband jacking off Aditya and in minutes I was cumming again!
Mark came soon after, filling me with another great load.
Mark poured us all a drink, and I sat on the couch between him and Aditya, sipping scotch, while Hubby got between my legs and performed his favourite task cleaning my pussy of the two loads I had just received.
We sipped our drinks, and Aditya asked if I would accompany him to a cocktail party he was attending the next night, at the hotel at which he was staying. I looked at my husband, who gave a slight nod, and told him I’d be delighted. I leaned over and kissed him deeply, took hold of his hard cock, and, after a few strokes, went down on it’s bulbous head.
He fucked me one more time that night, as I lay back on the couch, with my head on my husband’s lap. A long, slow, gentle, yet strong fuck that had me off in some erotic, delerious paradise, and ended with him cumming with a soft grunt. This Indian lover, who was always hard, was certainly something special. He had pumped four loads into my pussy that day, and tomorrow I would be his date.
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