1. Lucky Night - Part 2


    Date: 8/3/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Sex Humor, Author: manboy1234, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Part 2 I watched TV for a few minutes and slept in the couch. Being used to sl**ping in AC room, I was tossing and turning in the living room under the ceiling fan. I had removed my tees and was in my pajamas. Thinking about my wife, and angry at her absence, I must have dozed off. I became aware of a presence near me and woke up with a start. I found Alisha staring at me and I could see her face was flushed. On seeing me wake up, she turned to go. “Alisha, any problem?” With her eyes darting around she said “hmmm… no.. I just came to get some water from the refrigerator” “ok.. good night”.. That’s when I noticed she had a mischievous look in her eyes and then to my shock I realized where her eyes were furtively looking. As I had to sl**p in the couch without the AC, I had removed my briefs. And my penis had grown and swollen with its primal need, as I was missing my wife for several weeks. It was poking the pajamas and actually was throbbing up and down as if on its own will. When she came to pick up water, she must have noticed the erection and watched its dance. Embarrassed, I quickly took a couch cushion on my lap trying to hide my erection and feeling bad for such a display in front of my guest. She must have noticed my embarrassment. To my shock, instead of going to the bedroom, I watched her walk towards me. She came and stood in front of me and said “you know, its nothing to be ashamed of”. I was aghast and looked up at her with confusion. Alisha sat next to me, ...
    kept her hand on my thighs and whispered “don’t feel bad. I know the pain you go through when your wife is not with you for several days. I go through the same when Javed has to go like that!” I couldn’t believe my ears. bl**d was rushing all over inside me and it looked like all the bl**d was going to my penis. She removed the cushion from my lap and started caressing my thigh. My throat was parched and my mouth was dry. I couldn’t speak. I am not a big muscled, chiseled body kind of person. I am an average Indian male. While I don’t have a beer belly, I don’t have a 6 pack either. And I am twice her age, dark complexioned. I was wondering what made her to behave like this, when she moved up her hand and like stroking a feather, she caressed my penis through my pajamas. A strangled moan escaped my lips. I stopped her hand and managed to mumble “this is not right… we shouldn’t be doing this” She put her other hand on my face and with a mischievous smile, said “ssshhh! It’s okay.. I know you need it and I know I need it. Don’t talk”. She pushed me on the couch and stood. She raised her night dress and I could see her in all her naked glory. That soft, almost translucent skin, wide flared hips, long legs. I felt dizzy. She sat on the couch, caressed my face and my chest. Her other hand took one of my hands and our fingers entwined. I could see her fair, long, artistic fingers locking with my darker, knotty fingers. I stayed silent wondering did I deserve it. She kissed my chest, ...
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