Adultery A peculiar deformity

[Funlover]

I have made this a complete slow seduction, those who are in a hurry should read the end of this post only............

Hearing my words, Neeru hesitated a bit, then said, "Okay, Ma'am... I'll tell you.

That gentleman takes those nurses with him to that restroom and then... with them..."

Encouraging him, I looked at him with intoxicated eyes and said softly, "Yes, yes... tell me... what they do with them?" Product of Funlover.

His dark, dirty hand had now reached my bare shoulder. He caressed my soft, fair skin and said, "Yes... he takes off those nurses' clothes..."

Saying this, he slid my gown down my shoulder.

I thought to myself: "Saud..., this chutiya Neeru of yours isn't that stupid. He knows how to take advantage of an opportunity. And he should. You're also taking advantage of the nurses in the hospital."

His dirty hand was now sliding over my bare shoulder. He was fingering my bra strap. The touch of his rough, dirty hands sent a strange heat through my body. My pussy was slowly growing wet between my legs. I squeezed my legs and tried, unsuccessfully, to squeeze my pussy.

I was wondering-why were waves of pleasure rising through my body at the mere touch of this dirty, ugly, smelly man's hands? Why was I feeling so strange? Should I go any further? I just kept thinking and...

Neeru slid down and sat right next to me. His entire dark, sweat-soaked body was pressed against my fair one. My hand slipped from his chest and landed on his thick, dark thigh. His thigh, glistening with sweat, protruding from his lungi, was beneath my hand. I didn't try to remove my hand. The strange thing was that I didn't try to escape, or I couldn't. Whatever it was...

His hand hadn't moved away from my shoulder. He was constantly caressing my skin. As he sat down next to me, she moved his other hand from my back to my other shoulder and pulled the gown down from there as well.

My gown had now slipped from both shoulders to my arms. My shoulders, upper back, and fair breasts were almost bare. Neeru's two dark hands were moving over them.

Sitting so close to her, the smell of his foul sweat was entering my nose. I composed myself and tried to push his back a little, when she placed his betel-soaked red lips on my right shoulder.

"sssssssssssssssss…aaahhhhh….." Created by Funlover.

My eyes closed as an "Aah" escaped from my mouth. My right hand gripped his thick thigh tightly. Neeru knew all the tricks how to play with a woman.

Neeru kissed my shoulder. Then began kissing her, one after another. Then he stuck out his paan-red, dirty tongue and gave my shoulder a long lick.

"mmmmmmmmmmmmmm... sssssssssssssss... Neeruuuuuuuu... tell me... what do they all do... with those nurses of yours...hhhhhh..."

I was trying unsuccessfully to control my uncontrolled breathing. I was happy to see Neeru and his courage. He was moving forward very slowly and with great ease. What stamina he must have.


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[Funlover]

I know that most people will have the day off tomorrow. It is also a day celebrating the bond of love and protection between siblings.

While some may not find the time, others will likely be busy celebrating the holiday. Consequently, hardly anyone is likely to visit a site like this.


Nevertheless, I am sharing the next part of the story here. I hope that when you find the time, you will read it and share your thoughts.


Thank you, friends.

Best wishes to everyone for Raksha Bandhan.

 

[doctor_doom]

Anybody interested incest talk on teli or snap dm me

 

[Raokamran]

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[Funlover]

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Let us move ahead friends

 

[Funlover]

When I opened my eyes, I saw red marks of his paan on my fair, bare skin. They were making my skin dirty.

Neeru kissed my shoulder and moved his hand down and said, "Ma'am... after removing the clothes, they fondle those nurses' “bobla”tits..." Produced by Funlover.

As soon as he said the word "Bobla," his hand landed on my right breast over my bra. My eyes closed again. A strange wave swept over my heart and mind.

He continued to caress my tits with his right hand and kiss my shoulder. At the same time, his left hand slid down my bare waist. He was playing with the hooks and straps of my bra. Waves of pleasure ran through my body. I didn't know whether I was playing with him or he was playing with me and my body.

Gradually, I began to feel less and less of his filth. My nostrils were getting used to the smell. His filthy lips were moving from my shoulder to my neck.

He suddenly sank his dirty, red-yellow teeth into my shoulder and began biting, gradually increasing the force. His grip on my breast tightened. Now he was squeezing my tits. And my large breasts were comfortably enjoying the taste of his hand.

With a loud moan, I squeezed his thigh so hard that my nails dug into his dark skin. And I automatically moved closer to him, exposing the curves and arrows of my boobs to him.

Moving towards him meant burying me in his chest, surrendering my beautiful, fair, soft body to his arms. And that's exactly what happened. I, the Maadarchod (motherfucker), couldn't stop myself.

His left hand pushed my gown down past my waist. His right hand slipped inside my bra.

“sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss… mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmoooooohhhhhhhhhh…”

As his rough hands touched my bare, soft breasts, sensual moans escaped my mouth.

His left hand moved up from my velvety waist, caressing my silky hair, and reached my head. He grabbed my head from behind and turned my face towards him. Crafted by Funlover.

Before I could understand or stop myself, Neeru placed his dirty, smelly, paan-soaked black lips on my pink, sweet lips and began kissing me. He began to suck the juicy taste of my lips.

I opened my eyes and, looking into his eyes, tried to pull myself back, but his grip on my head was too tight. I couldn't separate my lips from his. And his dirty mouth stuck to mine, drinking my juices.

The taste of the paan in his mouth spread across my lips. The next moment, he took my lower lip in his dirty lips and started sucking.

His stench, the smell of paan and cigarettes, made me feel nauseous, but I couldn't free myself. I was in a state of confusion. I didn't know what to do or not. On one hand, this dirty man's ass was sticking to my mouth and transferring it, while on the other hand, there was no resistance from me or my body.

Gradually, my confusion subsided. His tongue entered my mouth. As soon as his tongue touched mine, the paan from his mouth also came into mine.

I could never have imagined that a beautiful, educated woman like me would be swaying in the arms of this dirty, vile man like this, and feeding him his own juices like this. And the one who used to get angry at the mention of paan, today and right now, paan and his saliva were being transferred from his mouth into mine.

He took my tongue between his lips and started sucking it hard. His grip and suction were so strong that my tongue slipped out of my mouth and went into his.

Now I was completely swaying in Neeru's arms. My head was resting on his arm. He was leaning over me, kissing and sucking my lips and sucking my tongue.

While sucking my tongue in this way, that motherfucker transferred his paan-filled spit-that dirty, red saliva- from his mouth into mine.


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[Funlover]

“Unnnnnnhhhhhhhhh… mmmmmmmmmmm…”

I tried to put up a strong resistance, but Neeru’s mouth - full of ‘paan’ - had completely transferred its filthy contents into mine. His foul-smelling, hot saliva spread across my lips, tongue, and palate. I began to feel utterly disgusted with myself. This vile, filthy man’s spit in my mouth…!!!!!!! It was a strange and humiliating sensation. “What on earth is happening? How am I letting this happening!”

I wanted to spit the filth out of my mouth, but Neeru was kissing me so forcefully that I was powerless to do anything. Moreover, he had pinned me from behind, ensuring I couldn't move my head an inch in any direction. The foul spit slid down my throat and into my stomach. I couldn't even tell what was going on in my own heart; my feelings were swinging wildly - 50-50% - between extremes. I was caught in a state of profound confusion.

When I looked at him, his face wore a repulsive, triumphant smirk - as if he had just launched a sneak attack on an unarmed enemy. Crafted by Funlover.

He reached out his right hand, gripped both my cheeks tightly, and squeezed my face. Against my will, my lips parted. He pressed his own filthy, dark lips against mine and kissed me again with intense force.

Then, right before my eyes, he pursed his lips and began to pour a thick stream of red ‘paan’ juice and saliva from his mouth directly into mine. I tried to pull my lips away, but his grip was unyielding. It now seemed abundantly clear that he was doing all of this quite deliberately. What a twisted mind he had - and what a twisted way of demonstrating his “love” for me.

Yet, despite - or perhaps because of - this initial, perverse assault, things were getting out of control down below. My Choot (pussy) had begun to run wet. I locked my gaze with his, staring deep into his eyes. The lust buried deep within me had awakened completely. The revulsion I had felt toward that filthy man had now completely transformed into pure lust. My Choot (pussy) was craving one thing, while my mind was telling me another. Should I surrender to my body, or to my mind? Lust was tightening its grip around me. Or rather - it wasn't just taking hold; lust had all but completely taken control over me.

Gazing into his eyes, I instinctively opened my mouth even wider - as if to say: “Yes... you prick (Lode)... shove whatever you want into my mouth. It makes no difference to me now.”

Neeru smiled. He pressed his own filthy, dark lips against my parted ones once more, then tilted his head back slightly. I watched as his lips pursed together. Edited by Maitri.

The very next instant, a thick stream of foul paan juice and saliva began to pour from his mouth, landing directly into my open maw. Still holding his gaze, I opened my mouth even wider. Was I, too, now playing along in his game?

I thought to myself: “Well, if we’re going to play, then let’s play. I might as well go all in and play this game to the very end.”



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[Funlover]

His filthy, red spittle fell into my mouth, and then slid down my throat without a single hitch. Now, I no longer felt any sense of filth.

I tilted my head up slightly, extended my tongue, and licked up the paan - stained saliva that was trickling down the corners of his lips. Then, I took one of his grimy lips between my own delicate, soft pink ones and began to suck on it vigorously. Written by Funlover.

With one hand behind his neck, I was pulling his head closer toward my face. As my hand ran through his hair, the grime and oil from his unkempt locks rubbed off onto my fingers. Yet, I gripped his dirty, matted, oil-slicked hair in my fist, tugged hard, and pressed his face even more firmly against my lips. I glued my lips to his; to an onlooker, it would have appeared as though there was only a single head, rather than two.

My other hand was roaming across his rough, grimy, sweat-drenched chest. By now, even his foul odor and the smell of his sweat no longer repulsed me; on the contrary, they were only serving to arouse me further. The combined scent of his cigarettes, paan, and sweat was entering my nostrils and coursing through my body like an intoxicating drug. I, too, had now succumbed to a heady, filthy intoxication. All of this was new to me; the sheer thrill of the experience had transformed into a potent high.

Still sucking on his grimy, dark lips, I slid my body downward until I reached his neck. There, his filthy sweat was trickling down. I pressed my nose against his neck and inhaled deeply, filling my lungs with the full intensity of his odor.

As his scent entered my body, my eyes fluttered shut. My tongue darted out, and I began to lick up the filthy sweat running down his neck - as if that grimy perspiration were the sweetest honey.

I continued to slide further down. My tongue was now tracing a path across his dark, grimy chest. I was licking the dirty, foul-smelling sweat from his entire chest, reveling in the pleasurable sensation.

Neeru was staring at me in astonishment. He must have been wondering how a beautiful, educated, and modern woman like me could suddenly cling to his filthy body in such a manner - how I could possibly bring myself to lick him like this. Perhaps not even his own wife had ever shown him such affection.

He placed his hand once again upon my swelling breasts and began to squeeze and knead them right through my bra. Then, his hand slid downward. I realized he was attempting to remove the gown from my body. I shifted my body slightly to make it easier for him. He untied the sash of my gown and parted the two flaps.

Now, my entire fair body was almost completely naked from the front. My red panties - and the pink choot (pussy) nestled within them - lay exposed right before his eyes.

I felt absolutely no shame regarding my nakedness now.

Neeru pushed my gown wide open and attempted to slide it off my arms. I assisted him myself, freeing both my arms from the confines of the sleeves.

Now, my fair, soft, and smooth body - clad only in a red bra and panties - lay cradled in the arms of that dirty, dark-skinned Neeru. I was finally liberated from the encumbrance of my clothes.

He shifted me down slightly. Now, resting my head upon one of his arms, I lay on the gallery floor atop my own gown.

Neeru, pressing his body against my naked form, lay down beside me. His hands began to roam over my breasts and stomach. I still kept my face buried against his chest, inhaling that intoxicating scent of his.

The moment his hand brushed against my pussy through my panties, I shuddered with intense sensation. My legs instinctively curled inward. With a sharp hiss, I pressed my lips against his small, dark nipple and clamped down hard with my teeth. Funlover's production.

My grip was so fierce that Neeru recoiled in pain and cried out:

“You (bahanchod) sisterfucker - ssssssssssssss... oooof... Ma’am-sahib... gently, pleazzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz... Are you trying to bite it right off?”



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[Raokamran]

Zabardast
maza agya please carry on
I would have love to read it in urdu font as well if available