Subsequently, she enticed a neighbor, Mr. Gupta, mid-40s, to the balcony in the guise of needing assistance with decorations. She put her leg up onto the railing, her pussy open, and he screwed her hard, his cock deep in her, cumming inside her, cum trickling down her thighs. Rakesh, the Master, walked in mid-party, his figure authoritative. He dragged Sonia to the guest bathroom, binding her wrists with a scarf, and fucked her against the sink, her breasts jiggling, milk squirting out, his cum splattering on her face and clit. Rohan stood by the doorway, his jeans cinched, as children’s laughter rang outside.Vikrant, Sonia’s secret boyfriend, arrived unannounced, invited by a neighbor. Sonia’s heart pounded, the excitement of cheating heightening her arousal. During a game of musical chairs, she led him to the laundry room, her naked body pressed against him, milk dripping onto his shirt. He fucked her against the washing machine, his cock pounding her pussy, then her ass, cumming inside both, her moans muffled by his hand. “You’re mine,” he whispered, unaware of Rohan’s role.
Sonia came back to the party, her body smeared with cum and milk, her clit shiny, the collar a defiant statement.As Nia extinguished her candles, Sonia was standing next to her, bare, cum from her face and pussy dripping, milk on her breasts. Guests sang, unaware or playing dumb, while Rohan’s eyes smoldered with desire. Following the cake, he took her to their bedroom, licking the cum from her clit and face, relishing the flavor of several men, then fucked her forcefully, her screams ringing as the party died down outside.
Rohan’s dare the next day went further. “Seduce my father,” he stated, his voice heavy with desire. “He’s over tomorrow. Get him to screw you.”. He won’t stop. Sonia gasped, the scandal of seducing her father-in-law sending a shiver down her spine.Mr. Mehra, Rohan’s father, 62, came the next afternoon, a dignified man with a kindly face but a secret fire in his eyes. Sonia had met him naked, the “WHORE” collar on her neck, her breasts dripping milk, clit shining. “Welcome, Papa,” she murmured, bending forward, her nipples rubbing against his arm. Rohan was in the kitchen, peeping through a gap in the door, while the children played outdoors.Mr. Mehra’s eyes grew wide, yet he could not turn away, his eyes following her contours. Sonia took him to the guest room with the excuse of introducing him to a photo album. She stooped low, her pussy on view, milk trickling onto the floor. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his hands trembling as he touched her hips. She turned, guiding his hand to her breast, milk squirting onto his fingers. “Take me,” she whispered, unzipping his pants, his cock hard despite his age.He fucked her against the wall, his thrusts surprisingly strong, her pussy gripping him, her clit throbbing as milk leaked from her breasts. He moaned softly, his hands clenching her ass, and came within her, cum trickling down her thighs. Sonia’s orgasm broke through, her body shuddering. Rohan looked on, his desire reaching its peak, and afterwards licked her clean, fucking her on the same bed, the taboo of his father’s cum driving him crazy.