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I watched teacher and student grope each other like teenagers, when the door of the en suite bathroom opened. A short and plump girl with curly hair walked out. Asha had eyes only for the couple on their bed in their post coupling merriment. She was naked as well and walked to the couple and went on her knees near them. As I watched she worshipped the hard cock and cum – dripping cunt alternately with her mouth as the couple on the bed continued to use their hands to explore each others bodies.
Suddenly Barun rolled over and his massive body hovered over his professors slim one like a dark cloud over over a bright stream. The plump bush-like Asha joined the cloud to the stream by hefting the hard cock and positioning it at the entrance of mum’s cunt. He speared it in and it slipped in smoothly. I had witnessed my first penetration. I could not watch anymore and I turned away, but stayed to listen to the sounds of sex. He roared as he pulled out and rode deep in with a squelching sound from her cum laden cunt. She laughed loudly and reminded him of how tight he had found her when he had started fucking her a few months ago.
अपनी सेक्स लाइफ को बनाये सुरक्षित, रखे अपने लंड और चुत की सफाई इनसे!
He laughed and told her that with repeated invasions of his cock her pussy had become loose. He said something about her sookhi chooth becoming a dheela bhosda because of his gadhe ka lund. There was lots of merriment in the room as they fucked like clowns. I understood from their talk that because of his other interests dad had lost interest in mum, who had been too engrossed in her professorial duties till Barun had come along to arouse her cougar interests. From her questions to Asha I understood that the aroused cougar was casting her lustful eyes at the young stud at home – my golden boy and her golden son.
I also understood that Barun was hungry for a kori chooth, which his teacher thought was Asha, but I knew he meant me. My mum did not understand that because in her eyes I was not even an individual person much less a desirable woman with a desirable cunt. It waxes at that moment I had my first true sluttish thought. I would take all the masculine presence in her life – her son, her husband and her lover. They would all be mine. The silly and blind bitch could then have them back, if they would have her after they had savoured me!
I knew their coupling was likely to go on longer and I walked away from there to Akshay’s room. I spent the night there, alone and naked dreaming of him. Thoughts of Dev and Barun intruded onto my desires till all three men merged into each other.
Next day morning, when I returned to my room, the house was empty again. I had breakfast and sat in the garden. I needed clothes. Akshay had promised to take me shopping. I couldn’t wait. The servant came in to say a package had been delivered for me. It was inside and I had him bring it to my room. It was a large package. After the servant left I opened it.
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Lovely lingerie – silk, lace, satin, cotton, nylon. Panties, thongs, knickers, bikini bottoms, crotchless panties, camisoles, a pegnoir, demi cup bras, shelf bras, strapless bras, full cups. Black, red, white, bright yellow, light blue, lime green, mauve, pink, peach… I tried them all on and they all fit. Some of the bras said 34 c and so e said 34 dd. But they all fit so well. So ebody who knew my body really well- Akshay of course or was it Dr Dev Chauhan! I was so pleased that I wanted to wear all the clothes and then strip for my lover who had gifted me all this stuff.
I sat in a pair of strapless bra and a lacy boyshorts – both bright orange. It looked like my delicious creamy body was on fire in the interesting parts of my body. There was a knock on the door. I opened and Akshay came in. He was in ripped jeans and a grungy wifebeater. He first whistled, then moaned when he saw me. He asked when I had been out shopping. I then knew that my delighted giver of gifts was Dr Dev – how little I knew?
Akshay’s eyes blazed with lust. Yet he held back. His eyes swept over the expanses of fair glowing skin the lingerie left exposed. His looks lingered over bare shoulders and the upper part of my creamy breasts, then over my slender waist, my slim thighs, long legs and then centred around the treasure left tantalisingly covered by the lacy boyshorts. The orange panty was like a thin flame covering a glowing ember full of fuel, waiting to be set on fire. The orange bra was like a film of saffron coveting the delicate crocus of my nipples.
He was setting me ablaze with his looks, but I wanted more. He thought I was still not yet ready. I knew that I was just ready to be made a woman by my lover. He was being a gentleman. I was simply hungry for my man. I was going to demand and take it from him, if he did not give it to me.
As he stared at me, I reached out and touched his shoulders. Grimy, sweaty and hard shoulders. Looks like he had just returned from a game of whatever he played nowadays. He would soon be playing bedroom games with me. I stroked his shoulders and arms. I put me hands at the base of his vest and pulled it up. As inch by inch of delicious male abs were exposed, I stroked them. I did this till his brown nipples were exposed. Like two nubs of gold on chiselled bronze. I stroked then flicked them, then leaned forward and breathed in the male aroma of his heaving and sweaty chest. I let out the tip of my tongue and touched to one glowing nipple.
That brought my chiselled bronze statue to life. With a growl, he reached out and wrapped me in his arms. He twirled me around and my back was on his chest. My ass ground against his groin where his monster cock was raring to go, to mount me, to pierce me and drown me in the pleasure of his orgasm. I pressed my ass further back with the intent of driving his lust further forward. I was determined to have my way with him. To turn from a gentleman reluctant to pleasure me to a bad boy who wouldn’t stop fucking me.
With a growl, he ripped off the bra, the new sexy bra. The bra that was my first gift from a prospective lover. With his sweaty and calloused hands, he gripped the exposed breasts roughly. This was the first time he had done anything rough with me. That alone was enough to drive me up the rising tide. He held a nipple each between a thumb and a finger and twirled, softly at first then roughly. Each tug brought a fresh layer of moisture to my pussy. He took long locks of my silky hair, twisted them around my nipples and tugged at them. He lashed my breasts with my hair as he assaulted my neck and cheeks with his hot breath.
As he played with my tits, his strong arms held me clasped to his hard male body. I kept grounding my ass to his groin as the hard cock writhed to escape the bounds of his jeans. One of his hands slipped and travelled down, down the slope of my flat belly to the junction of my thighs. The hand boldly went under the lace and cupped my pussy. The touch was like a flame that ignited my whole body. I was dangerously close to exploding. A finger delicately probed and pressed against the hooded bud at the top of my cunt. Two fingers traced the outline of my pussy lips. Another finger delicately entered between the pussy lips. Another hand slid down between our bodies and cupped my ass. A finger traced my butt cleft and moved in. The thumb of the hand at my ass, explored the region with another finger. The long middle finger traced the fold running between my cunt and my nether hole while the thumb pressed against my hole itself.
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As the hands played their naughty game his hot lips seared my shoulders with burning kisses. At that point, I reached my climax and as his fingers explored my ass and cunt, I exploded into a million shards of pure ecstasy and joy. My cunt leaked honey like a cracked honey pot. My soft female body writhed against his hard male body. He held tightly to me as I came and came.
बठाये अपने लंड की ताकत! मालिस और शक्ति वर्धक गोलियों करे चुदाई का मज़ा दुगुना!
He held inexorably, while all I wanted to do is turn around, let my hands dance on his hard male body, let my lips dance on his hard male body, let my tongue dance on his hard male body, let my eyes feast on his hard male body. But he held on to me, my back on his chiselled chest, his fingers drawing pulse after pulse of orgasmic joy from me as his lips and tongue teased my neck and shoulders.
As I slumped from sheer exhaustion as the waves of orgasm drained all my energy, he let his arms loose. He held me tenderly and walked me to the couch in my room. He sat down and draped my nearly nude body onto his shirtless form. As I sat, my ass on his denim clad thigh, my back on his rippling abs and my neck on his chest, he leaned forward and our lips met. His tongue flickered out in a lazy motion to capture mine and smother it and enter my mouth. As we deep kissed, his fingers continued to churn my cunt.
To be continued…