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Diary Of a Cuckold Husband Part 15

It was a little bit risky to peep into the bedroom in the morning since there was a danger of being caught by them and also a danger of being caught by people in the opposite building. I nevertheless had to take the risk. I quickly moved outside and peeped into the room. Mansi was tidying up the room, collecting their clothes and putting them at proper place. She was wide awake and it seemed had freshened up as well. Rahul was still lying on the bed but it seemed he was in the process of waking up.

"Here is your milk," Mansi said handing over a glass of milk to semi-awake Rahul. I didn’t know Rahul likes to drink milk in the morning. Rohini must have told Mansi about this habit of Rahul.

"What time is it?" he asked getting up. He was now sitting with his back to the wall shared with the guest bedroom. He sipped the glass of milk as Mansi responded, "About 9:00."

"Is Ajoy awake?" he asked putting down the glass of milk on the side table. Mansi leaned down to give him a small peck on his lips before she answered, "We still have enough time," implying that they could go for another round, if he wished.

"Now freshen up, I can make some breakfast if you like," she said as she turned towards the door. But Rahul didn't let her; instead he held her hand and pulled her towards him. She sat down facing him on the bed and lovingly looked into his eyes.

"I don't need breakfast now," he said, "I need nectar from your lips."

Mansi moved a little closer and gave a gentle peck on his lips and withdrew a little. We had never kissed in the morning due to the awful morning breath. Although, I always felt Mansi had a much cleaner breath in the morning, primarily due to her conscious effort to floss and brush every night before bed.

Rahul didn't let go of her, instead he tugged on her arm again. Mansi understood that he would not be satisfied with a small peck and leaned forward and showered him with tiny pecks on his lips. Rahul closed his eyes as the magic of Mansi's kisses started working on him. Her kisses started becoming a little bit wetter as she parted her lips but Rahul's lips were still sealed.

Mansi kissed his cheeks and moved to his ears and tongued his earlobe. Rahul moaned in response and parted his lips ever so slightly. His breathing was getting labored as Mansi worked on his earlobe. She then moved back to his cheek and slowly to his lips. Finding his lips parted, she hesitated only for a moment but continued her little kisses on his parted lips. Mansi surprised me further as her kisses started becoming wetter, as she parted her lips and her tongue darted out to taste his lips. Rahul was the passive partner and let Mansi take complete control. She traced his lips with her tongue and worked on the corners of his lips. Rahul's lips had parted further to give her better access -- I thought his stale breath would repulse her but she didn't show any sign of repulsion.

She sucked in his lower lip after tracing his lips with her tongue several times. Rahul didn't make any move and let her kiss him with vigor. She moved to his upper lip after a short while and repeated the same with his upper lip. Mansi moved back as she finished kissing his upper lip. Rahul opened his eyes to admire her beauty. It was clear that he wanted much more than that. I was not sure if she would be comfortable to insert her tongue in his stale mouth or let him insert his stale tongue in her mouth.

There eyes met and she got the message but she hadn't made a move yet and neither did Rahul urge her by tugging at her hand this time. She lowered her eyes and looked at his saliva coated lips that were waiting to drink nectar from her lips. Without much ado, she closed her eyes and leaned forward to offer nectar from her lips. Rahul parted his lips to accept her invading tongue. And they were locked into a passionate kiss. The kiss went on for several minutes as Mansi freely swapped saliva with him. Mansi, meanwhile, was doing something suspicious under the bed sheet and I noticed Rahul adjusting himself, turning more towards her to give her better access.

Rahul removed the bed sheet and I could see that Mansi's middle finger was massaging his asshole. Rahul's butt was facing me and I could clearly see that she was gently pressing her middle finger into his asshole. Rahul was enjoying what Mansi was doing to him and pulled in her for yet another kiss. Mansi quickly moved southwards ending the kiss. She took his hard manhood in her mouth and pleasured it; all the while her finger was busy titillating his behind. I was shocked to see my wife indulge in such a kinky act. But then she made Rahul lift his leg and took his sacs in her mouth. Her face was wedged between his legs now and her nose not very far from his brown puckered hole.

She continued sucking on his balls as her left hand masturbated him very slowly and her right middle finger was massaging his puckered hole. Then she did something even courageous as her tongue traced his perineum -- the line that connects balls to anus. Rahul moaned as she inched towards his anus -- perhaps more so in anticipation of feeling her tongue on the filthiest part of his body. But Rahul was not to have this pleasure as she only tongued his perineum but never reached his anus. I couldn't see quite clearly but could easily realize that she hadn't granted him that special privilege yet.

She quickly moved on top of him and inserted his thick prick into her pussy. She didn't even bother removing her panties - just pushed the gusset aside. I thought, she would take it all in at one shot but she took it gradually. Very soon, whole of that monster prick was lodged into her once again. This time around Rahul took a little longer than the earlier time and Mansi tremendously enjoyed her second fuck with him. Like a porn star she spent about twenty minutes bouncing on top of him, just using her thigh muscles. Rahul played with her tits and asshole as Mansi indulged in this act. I could clearly see that Rahul had his middle finger lodged inside her bum all the while she bounced on him but she didn't mind and neither did she show any signs of repulsion. I wondered if Rohini had shared with Mansi about Rahul's fetish with butt holes.

After about 30 minutes of fucking, Rahul muttered, "I might come any minute now!"

She continued bobbing up and down him for a few more times before she dismounted and took his prick glistening with their juices into her mouth. She knew that Rahul would have preferred to cum in her mouth and after about couple of more minutes he ejaculated in her mouth. Mansi didn't let a drop go waste and gulped everything that he dumped in her mouth. That was the end of their second session. It was almost 10 and I decided to get back to the bed again, just in case Mansi came in to check on me. That is when I really had good sleep until of course Rohini called up to congratulate me.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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