So I ran into the washroom and washed my face. I was very horny. My mind wants to fuck, and my heart says it’s not correct. I finally listened to my heart and wash my face again.
Then I checked my body at neck, waist, and earlobes for love bites. Luckily Madhan didn’t leave any love bites on my body. I had a deep breath and felt relaxed. But still, I was feeling shy and smiling myself. I was remembering his kiss and feeling hard on him.
I was rubbing my toe on the floor and recalling his act. I was feeling too shy to see myself in a mirror. After a few minutes, I open my handbag and kept my lipstick, comb, bra, panty, and top on the washbasin platform. I turned around, and no one was there. I removed my jacket and wore a bra and top.
Then I wore a panty and a skirt. I dressed up as normal and comb my hair. When I was polishing my lips with my pink lipstick, I recalled how I sucked his dick. I felt very shy and wet at that time. I went back to normal. But I was hesitated to go inside the training room because of Madhan.
I was too horny and can’t control feelings on Madhan. Madhan has done so perfectly, and he did not hurt me. Moreover, I found interest in him. Mukesh had never done sex like Madhan. He is rude and forcing me for sex. I spent around 20 minutes in the washroom and decided to have a blast with Madhan.
I just walked out of the washroom. I got the call from Mukesh, saying that he was standing outside the training room. I was disappointed as I can’t do much. I told him I was coming there from the washroom. I met him outside the training room.
Mukesh asked me when do we leave for home. I said, “Right now. I am ready to leave.” Mukesh asked about my scarf and id card. I said it’s inside the room. I asked Mukesh to open the door for safety reasons. He opened the door and stepped inside the room, and I followed.
Madhan was sitting in the last row. I introduced Mukesh as my boyfriend. They both started chit chat. In the meanwhile, I picked my scarf at the last row and my necklace in the first row. Then we three left the room and stepped in a lift. Mukesh and I both were talking.
Madhan was standing behind us in a lift and operating his mobile. Mukesh pressed the basement where our bike was parked. I was holding Mukesh’s arm, and my head was resting on his biceps. Mukesh was busy on mobile. The lift has started going down.
All of a sudden, I felt a hot breath on my neck. Madhan was rubbing his dick on my ass. I took one step behind without my knowledge. Madhan pressed my buttock so gently with his palm and rub my ass cheeks with his dick. Mukesh was not aware.
We reached the basement. Madhan pressed my buttock as a final touch. I turned back, said bye to him with lusty eyes. Mukesh had a handshake with him and said bye. Mukesh and I started walking towards the bike. But my mind and heart were saying to turn back once.
After a few steps, I turned back. Madhan gestured that my ass was awesome. I can’t control the blush on my face and unknowingly winked my eye. He sent flying kisses, and I caught it. The climate was changed in the evening. It was dark and full of clouds.
Mukesh and I left the office. I put my hand on Mukesh’s shoulder for support. I was remembering Madhan, and my pussy was becoming wet. I was enjoying this. I moved my hand around Mukesh’s waist. It started raining, and it’s pouring heavily. Mukesh didn’t stop riding.
We reached our place, and Mukesh stopped the bike at the parking slot. I did not get down from the bike. I was holding his waist, and my face is relaxing on his back. Suddenly I heard his voice saying that we reached home. Then I realized we reached home and stop dreaming about Madhan.
It was raining heavily. We both were fully drenched, but I did not notice it. I realized I should not think about Madhan because I am going to marry Mukesh. We reached our flat. The climate was becoming worse. Rain is pouring heavily, and the light was gone.
We both were wet. Mukesh removed his dress and was standing nude in front of me. His dick was oscillating. I had a smile on my face. I was fully wet, and water droplets were falling from my body. I opened my jacket in front of him. Mukesh’s reaction is changing.
He came to me and removed my dress. I didn’t stop him as I was horny. A cool breeze makes me hornier. My nipples become hard due to the breeze. Water droplets were dripping from my nude body. I understand Mukesh’s dick was flowing with hot blood.
Without wasting any time, he pushed me on the bed. He spread my legs wide, and he came between my legs and start sucking my pussy. I reacted with a loud moan and put his hand on either side on my boob. I was pushing his head deep inside my pussy. He was sucking with aggression and pressing my boobs.
My moans were louder. After one minute, he stopped sucking my pussy and taking a breath. But I was not in the mood to give a break to him. I held his head and pushed towards my wet pussy. Again he took a break after a minute. I was moaning.
Mukesh again started sucking my pussy, but it did not please me. I felt something is missing. I was not getting pleasure from Mukesh. After that, I got up from the bed and held his dick. I started a handjob, and he started moaning. I kissed his nipples hard, and I pushed him on the bed.
I was trying to give a blowjob to him. But my mind and heart were not allowing me to take his dick inside my mouth. I quickly move to 69 position. I placed my pussy just in front of his mouth, and I kissed his dick. With that kiss, Mukesh quickly rushes his mouth inside my pussy lips.
He starts licking my pussy with his tongue. He pushed his tongue inside my pussy and licking it aggressively. I moaned heavily and feeling pleasure from his licking. But he stopped licking less than a minute. I was moaning. But he left me wet.
Then he seated me to the edge of the bed and spread my legs. He started rubbing my pussy with his dick. As my pussy is wet, he easily inserts his dick inside my pussy. Then he started to and fro for around 3 minutes and then he stopped. I was not happy once he stopped.
He took a deep breath, and after a few minutes, he started to fuck me. I stretched my hands to land either side on his ass cheeks and raised my legs up and wider. Mukesh was fucking me hard. But he can’t maintain the pace for more than a minute.
I was not getting pleasure for a long time. I was satisfied with bits and pieces. He fucked me 5 times and lost his stamina. I was still horny but in a controlled stage. I never allowed him 5 times in the past. Today I allowed him more than my limits. We fucked without condoms, and he released his cum inside me.
I took a shower and finger in for some time during the bath. Meanwhile, the power came back, and the rain has stopped. I cooked dinner, and we both were ready for sleep. I can see Mukesh’s tiredness on the face. He was very happy and undressed my night suit.
I didn’t say anything, and he was in the nude too. He again kissed my pussy for some time and fucked in a missionary position. But I was not pleased. He was tired and seeking more sex. I hugged him tightly and said, “Mukesh, you make me crazy everyday, fuck me in different positions and explore me more.”
Mukesh was in joy and searched for porn videos. He chooses one sex video, where couples were fucking from back and ass shots. I asked Mukesh to fuck me from the back. He smiled and asked me for a doggy style. I happily moved into that position.
Mukesh was not able to do it in that position. His dick was touching my pussy from the back, and it’s making me hornier. I was expecting a fuck from him, but he did not insert his dick in my treasure. And he completely fails to find my asshole too. I was in that position for more than 30 minutes, but no use.
Mukesh gave up and told he was tired and cuddled me. I was horny and feeling incomplete but helpless. I fell asleep after some time. The next day morning, I woke up and prepared coffee. While I was sipping the coffee, I recalled the things with Madhan.
I used desi words while he was fucking my ass. I recalled that I licked and drank his cum. I used words like, ‘chodo, daalo, lund ko muh ma daalo, chut ko jhor sa chaat, aur chaato.’ I never used desi words before, and I never allowed Mukesh to use it too.
But Madhan made me dirty in the training room and enjoyed my body. But to my surprise, I was not angry with him. I never stopped him in the training room. I had plenty of time to stop and defend him, but I submitted myself to him. He felt all over my nude body.
Now I was stuck with two minds. Should I submit to him and fulfill my lust and cheat Mukesh? Or should I be loyal to him though he does not please me?