Sex With Office Security Lady - Part 2 (Fucked Sangeeta)
Hello! this is Nik, I am back again with another real incident that happened between my office security lady and me in Pune. Thank You All! for the feedback on my previous stories. If you have not read them, please click on my username and head over to the other stories that I have published here. Do let me know what you think. I would love to get in touch. So, this is a real story of my sexcapades with the office security lady (Sangeeta – name changes of course). I do apologize for the long story, but I like to describe the situation as it happened and unfolded. I do hope you like it as you read on. So after our first session, which was excellent, we (Sangeeta and me) used to have sex often at my place. After office, we used to head over to my apartment, take a bath (few of them were very erotic and romantic – but that is another story for another day) and then suck and fuck each other to multiple sweet orgasms. Sangeeta’s husband used to be away from home for a long time, and her children would be cared for by her in-laws. It would give us the opportunity to meet multiple times during the week and enjoy ourselves. From my side, however, I never let Sangeeta ignore her duties towards her family and sometimes I even helped her with money or anything she needed(including sex). She turned out to be a very romantic and caring person. One advantage of keeping this sex goddess satisfied is that she used to take care of me like a wife. She used to cook, clean the house and the kitchen in my apartment was pretty much under her control. So, let me start by describing Sangeeta a bit. As far as structure is concerned, she had a perfect hourglass figure. Her bodily features were extremely alluring, and so was her personality. At first sight, she was just an ordinary lady. However, the more I came to know her, the more I understood Sangeeta is a sexy, mature, playful and caring person. At the office she would be different, however, at my apartment, she would be a naughty, kinky and amorous lady. Just waiting to be devoured. This particular incident was exciting because we had sex when her husband was at home. We both had each other’s phone numbers, and we used to text and sext each other as and when we would get an opportunity. She is well educated. Enough to be naughty and send original and kinky texts. While in the office, she used to send me texts like: “Sir, aaj kya khana pasand karoge, kaunsa masala pasand hai aap ko?” (Sir what would you like to eat today? which spice do you like ?) or “Sir aap humesha mere baaju me, ya uper, ya neeche hi rehna.” (Sir please always be by my side or on top of me or below me). These texts were an instant turn-on. It so happens that, on a particular day when I was in a meeting, my phone buzzed with multiple incoming texts (or shall I call it sext?) It was evident that she was feeling aroused and naughty on that day. I knew that her husband was at home and so I asked her what was on her mind. She said that she badly wanted to have sex. So, she made a plan to come to my apartment late in the night around 2.30 AM when her husband would be fast asleep. She said that she already informed her family that it was office annual picnic the next day and she needed to travel to the picnic site early to oversee some arrangements! She also arranged for her kids to be taken care of by some relatives and in-laws. I was a bit surprised at this because I have never seen her this horny and a part of me was happy to think what awesome sex was awaiting us. So I returned home at around 6:00 pm and the rest of the time flew by in restless anticipation. Soon, it was 2:30 am and I was already hard down there, with excitement. She parked her scooter opposite my apartment, came upstairs and knocked lightly on the door. We avoid doorbells at night to avoid suspicion. As soon as I opened the door, she pounced on me like a hungry tigress. She cupped my face and pressed my lips to hers tightly, biting and chewing on my lips. Her tongue was deep into my mouth exploring every nook and cranny like there is no tomorrow. Her aggression was pleasantly surprising, considering we were having sex almost every other day. She had put a sweet perfume and wore a black silk saree with a low-cut blouse. Her hair was freshly washed and was tied up in a tight bun. She looked nothing short of a bewitching, lusty actress! We stood there, lip locked and groping and rubbing each other, at the entrance of my apartment for 20 minutes. We were so much into each other that we forgot to close the door. Thankfully it was late in the night. Her hands found its way into my clothes and her soft fingers wrapped themselves around my cock. Her tongue was sucking on mine with the intensity of a bee sucking on a flower’s nectar. Her perfume was intoxicating, and her soft body, tightly clinging to me was arousing. My hands cupped around her bootylicious bottom, and I was pressing her gorgeous mounds over the silk saree like she presses the dough when she makes roti for me. Her excellent body was waiting to get out of the saree, to be thoroughly explored by me. Her tongue was all over my face. I don’t know when she managed to take off my spectacles. She licked my ears kissed on my eyes with an urge I have never known before. I too reciprocated equally sucking her soft lips and pushing my tongue into her mouth, harder and deeper. I gripped her hair and pulled her closer. Every square inch of our bodies dissolving in a burning passion. Her lips tasted like honey; I just wanted to eat her and drink her. Slowly we came to our senses, and I picked her in my arms and carried her to the bed. Closed the door and resumed our oral exploration. I don’t know when we got rid of our clothes. She climbed on top of me, and her hot pussy was pressing against my throbbing tool. She pushed her right breast into my mouth and placed my hand on her left boob.