Wild-Foreplay in Kitchen with Shruthi-in-Nighty

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Coming to the story, middle-aged lady Shruthi is the heroine of this small encounter. She is the mother of two school-going kids. Shruthi is basically from a village near Mandya. Shruthi had her mediocre life transformed into riches after her marriage.

Shruthi has settled with her husband in Bangalore for the past 14 years now. Just two years back, she got separated from a combined family. Just recently, her sexual desires were awoken, especially after her kids left for school and her husband to work. The household work seemed nothing with a helping maid.

In these horny lonely times, Shruthi cultivated a habit of reading sex stories in ISS. Shruthi, after a long marathon of thinking, decided and dared to text me appreciating one of my stories. She daydreamed about getting hard bangs from a man other than her husband.

She is enjoying and feels thrilled by the craving stares of teachers/man-parent/watchmen/rikshaw-driver at school. She feels horny when young boys at the supermarket counter ogle at her assets. Shruthi wore tempting attires to such places and noticed the stares which made her wet on certain occasions.

After returning home, Shruthi used to finger herself to orgasm, imagining the pervert stares. Shruthi, for the first time after her marriage, dared to try a dick other than her husband. Her husband’s reduced sexual drive sex might also catalyse her dare.

A few days into chats, she slowly loses control over her long-dreaming desires. To be precise, a week into our chats, one night, she texted me, “Can you come home tomorrow evening? and bang me like a slut.” I was surprised and cheerful about the invitation from a hot and horny lady. I quickly nodded.

She then texted, “I believe you. I am married. I don’t want any problems. I want your dick inside me with no strings attached.” I replied, “I will honour your trust and maintain our relationship absolutely with secrecy.”

The week was hotter, especially after the drizzling. The weather on meeting day was gruesome.

On the meeting day, she texted, “Hey, Madhan. I am all yours today. I will drop the kids at my in-law’s house after school. My husband is away for the night. You need to sneak into the apartment without revealing my flat number. I will share the location after dropping the kids.”

Shruthi: Do you have any plans for today? I mean, what will you want to do?

Me: I have my plans. Keep guessing, expecting wilderness.

Shruthi: Hey, Madhan, this is my first time with a man other than my husband. I want this to be the wildest. I also want you to write today’s fun as a story. Ok? Hey, do you mind if I tell you my plan? Can you do as I plan? Madhan, I have a longtime fantasy.

Me: Yes, please tell me.

Shruthi: I will dress up in nighty and act as a maid working in the kitchen. I want you to hug me from behind with the gas stove running. From that point onwards, I will be your slave. Hey, one more thing, this is just one time. After today we will never meet.

Me: Ok, dear.

Shruthi: I am nervous as well as eager, Madhan.

Me: I got some idea about your fantasy, honey. I will plan the rest to give you a mind-boggling time. Awaiting for your text once you are back after dropping the kids off.

She texted me at 5 p.m. when she went to her in-laws to drop off the kids. She had hinted to me about the area that was Hebbal. She texted again upon reaching her home at 6:30 p.m. She informed me to reach her flat by 7:30 and shared the location of her apartment.

I reached the apartment 10 minutes before the planned 7 p.m. I waited, observing the acts of the apartment’s only security staff until the clock hit 7 ‘o’clock. I texted her, instructing her to keep the flat door open.

Shruthi: Hey, Madhan, I am too scared. Be careful. The door of the flat is open.

I walked briskly into the lift through the front lawn when the security guard was behind the parking lot. I reached the 4th floor and quickly entered her flat’s main door. The flat was dark with no lights. There she was, Shruthi, waiting behind the door.

In the dark surrounding, I was taken by surprise seeing her with tensed breathing. She latched close the main door. The moment she closed the latch, I dragged her and pushed her to the wall next to the door near the shoe rack.

Shruthi was breathing with audible sounds. Pushing to the wall, I grabbed her face with one of my hands and pulled her face towards mine. Shruthi quickly closed her eyes, and my face felt warm breaths from her nose. My lips locked with her, and I started kissing her red lips.

Shruthi did not respond by not opening her lips for the suck. I broke the kiss and stared into her closed eyes. She opened her eyes slightly. I cupped her wheatish-skinned skinny face and locked lips again. This time she opened her mouth, allowing my lips to suck her yummy thick lips.

I sucked her lips with her low-voiced moans, “Ahhh Ahhhh,” and warmer breaths. The kiss was very long, wet, and breathless. Shruthi’s eyes were moist when I broke the kiss, and she struggled to breathe. When I took a deep breath, my lips locked with her again.

This time the kiss was much longer than the first one. Our noses collided. Shruthi was wilder this time as she sucked my lips with her hand grabbing my hair. She pushed her tongue into my mouth with words, “Ahhhhh.”

I controlled my hands from touching her sexy assets. I wanted to tempt her maximum wild before fulfilling her desires to end with a huge shot of orgasm like never before. I broke the kiss and spoke in her ear in a husky voice, “Hey, Shruthi, my thick rod will rip your delicate pussy.”

I told her to go to the kitchen and act like no one was home. Shruthi asked me to give her 15 minutes to get ready. I told ok. Shruthi stared blankly into my eyes and walked into the bedroom. I sat on the sofa facing the bedroom door.

The kitchen was very big. I waited, gazing at the closed bedroom door, for the hot and rugged Shruthi to walk out and get banged by my thick cock.

Let me describe Shruthi when she walked out of the bedroom towards the kitchen. Oh god, I was stunned by the effort of Shruthi to impress me. I noticed her face shining oily, which was not the case when I kissed her next to the main door.

I guessed she wanted to look sweaty/oily, so she intentionally oiled her face. Her wheatish skin shone and was tempting. Shruthi was around 5.5” ft tall beauty. She had a diamond-shaped face with skinny cheeks, thick juicy lips, and a medium-sized nose.

Shruthi had deep sharp eyes. Her dress, especially the accessories, grabbed my attention, increasing my intensity. She wore a satin material deep red coloured sleeveless nighty knee length. She wore a dangling silver earring that looked sexy on her ears.

Shruthi left her Mangalsutra, a gold necklace, and a sleek gold chain hanging on her neck. Her nose with a gold stud looked gorgeous on her face. I was startled to see her walking with a high heel sandal. A long messed-up jasmine flower was pinned onto her curly hair.

She wore kumkum on her forehead as well as over the hair partition. She blushed, seeing my hungry stare and walked slowly into the kitchen. My eyes fell on her swaying ass which would be under my control sooner.

Before walking into the kitchen, I waited around 5 minutes, which felt like hours. Shruthi had switched on the stove and was preparing something on a pan. I walked very slowly behind her. I waited just behind her for some time.

I dug my face smelling the jasmine on her hair, and encircled my hands around her slim hips. I hugged her tightly and pressed my body onto her back. My thighs could feel her thighs, and my rock-hard dick positioned itself into her ass crack.

My head rested over her shoulder. Shruthi moaned, “Ahh, Madhan.” My hands around her wrapped her strongly, squeezing her body tight. My hungry lips sucked the side of her bare neck. Shruthi quickly tilted her head backwards with closed eyes and low moans.

I sucked her neck slowly, bit by bit, before moving my lips to her oily ears. While sucking her oily ears, my hands moved from her hips to her hands. I clasped one of her hands from behind, locking her fingers into mine.

I moved my other hand onto her face with my fingers brushing her face. I started playing with her juicy thick lips while continuing to suck her ears wet. Shruthi was in pleasure with closed eyes.

My hand grabbed her face, tilted it to a side, and locked my lips with her. While my lips started sucking her lips, my other hand moved over her pussy over the nighty and started massaging. My fingers felt her wet pussy as she wasn’t wearing any panty.

Uff, the kitchen was hot as we started sweating slightly with our bodily heat. I quickly launched her onto the kitchen slab next to the frying pan. I turned off the gas and then spread her legs wide apart. I lifted her legs high with heels and slid the nighty up.

Oh, yummy oily thighs and a neatly shaved tight pussy unveiled to my hungry eyes. Shruthi sat with an eager expression to get a nice lick job.