Anniversary Of A Sex-Starved Housewife (Part 2)
She told me to freshen up in a bedroom on the left giving me a towel and spare dress while she prepares lunch for both. I freshened up and changed into the spare dress. Apparently, her husband is bigger than me so I was literally like a dress hanger inside his dress on the mirror. The decors, furnishing, and lights were all grand. I came back to the hall, there was a dining table next to hall and kitchen was on the right. I sneaked up on her back trying to scare her. She gave a hell of a scream and chased me got me by the 3-4th pocket. She was becoming ok. The lunch was ready. She had made chapati and veg curry. She asked me to eat first but I made her sit on the dining chair. I sat on the dining table and I force fed her saying that I won’t eat. She enjoyed my pampering and on second serve she bit my fingers and gave a childish smile. On the third serve, she held my fingers and kissed the spot where she bit. On fourth, she gave a naughty look and sucked my fingers. She told that it’s her turn to feed me and stood up. She asked me to close my eyes for a surprise. I felt a chance to get her pampering, so I agreed and felt a chapati slice so made an effort to grab the slice and bit her fingers. Instead, its a soft flesh holding the slice in between. I opened my eyes to see that it was her lips. Her eyes were closed. I threw away the chapati and kissed her on the lips grabbing her hair. The passion ignited, I grabbed her close and was lost in thoughts. I only realized later that I had done an elaborate French kiss for more than 5 minutes. I was stroking her hair on one side and hard pressing her back, waist and ass changing hands in between. In turn her hands into my hair and back. We slowly came back to our senses that slowed our kisses and withdrew slowly. By then my left hand was just below her boobs and right hand on her lower ass curve. She told me to wait with closed eyes outside the bedroom door in 10 minutes and left without a word. I was confused about whether she would raise the restriction just like the phone call. It was only 5 minutes over and I waited for hard long wait for another 5 minutes. I knocked just in case. She immediately used her hands to hide my eyes and took me to the bed making me sit and lean and asked to keep my eyes closed. I felt the bed shake a little on my right and there was music on. She knew I liked music while making love so she put on our favorite playlist on YouTube with her speaker system. I heard her say open the eyes. She was wearing the same off-white saree with the sleeveless golden blouse lying down with her hands above her head, the saree passing over her cleavage revealing her sexy waist. I looked up at her face. She gave a sexy wink and wet her lips with the tongue and asked what would you do? Without any second delay, I pounced on her grabbing her chubby little cheeks kissing her lips again only vigorously this time. She responded opening her lips but she waited a bit and told me to sweep me. I held her chin slowly glided my fingers loosely kept from her neck climbing to the petite mountains over the blouse and saree. She looked at me pausing and then I inserted my hand sidewise into the saree feeling the poking nipple evidently no bra inside. She hissed softly. I removed the pallu and moved my fingers near the blouse border line slowly from her right shoulder feeling the inside skin then to her right boob trying to bring it out a little then to the cleavage rubbing my fingers. I bent down to kiss her neck nibbling every inch of her neck. Now I was moving my fingers from her left blouse borderline from shoulder then to her left boob. I held her left boob using my fingers like scissors while still kissing on her neck continued with the cutting action on her boob. Her body shook entirely even when she was gripping the bed along with her escaped moans. Then I moved again to her cleavage but this time, I brought her boobs together with my face on her left boob and left a hand on her right boob to get a tunnel-like a cleavage. I rubbed my right-hand fingers up and down, also climbing from the side to each nipple at times. With the hardening nipples, her right hand found its way to her pussy. I undid the blouse and started eating her boobs from the base to the top through the nipple. I was circling as well as eating a crunchy waffle switching from one boob to another. Her right hand was working so hard on her pussy rubbing and her left hand was behind my head force feeding her boobs. She was gasping trying to catch up her breathing tapping her head back on the bed due to the burning passion ignited on her boobs and pussy. I slowly reduced my pace to bring her down and take her to more heights of pleasure next. Then I came down on her abdomen nibbling kissing every inch circling her navel squeezing both sides of her waist curves. She was totally relaxed so she removed her right hand from pussy and asked to go for her navel. I started licking kissing nibbling around the navel except the navel teasing her. Her buzzing moans waited when I neared her navel. She pushed my head twice towards her navel. So I loosened up and inserted my tongue licking the insides which ran a chill all over the body. I inserted my thumbs inside the saree to find no panty. I started rubbing her pubic region with thumbs inside and other fingers scratching her softly. She was biting her lips, shaking her head sideways and her hands went back up over her head gripping the bed. Then I sucked bit slurped her navel hole repeating several times simultaneously rubbing her pubic region and scratching her abdomen. Gripping the bed, she lifted her hip desperately and noticed that her pussy becoming wet. I started licking again to ease her again for the next level of pleasure. Then I went to her foot kissing on the top while massaging from the base to the toes. Foot massage is famous because this is where all the nerves end.