Fantasy Sex stories of indian Actresses

[sanjaysara]

part 3 

"What..." was all I had before Anushka went for my zipper. "You do it like that and I won't..." was all I had before she found my cock inside my pants.

 
"I know. But let's get that first one out of the way now. Then the next ones will be longer. Trust me, I have the experience," Anushka said without any irony in her voices, if not her words.
 
Anushka stood up and actually rolled up her dress, showing what was underneath - absolutely nothing. Nothing when it came to underwear, anyway.
 
She obviously didn't come here with a bra, and now knowing she was completely naked underneath that dress...now knowing what her red headed, pink, wet pussy looked like underneath...well, my cock didn't need to be touched to be on the brink now.
 
Anushka kept her dress up and sat herself down in front of me, on the front edge of the table, with her bare, long legs open and her pussy right in view. Yet when she bent down, all I could see in front of me were her legendary, barely covered tits. As if her pussy wasn't enough.
 
"Like I said, we should get more than a few things out of the way now," Anushka repeated. "Come here..."
 
I leaned my head forward, yet Anushka closed the gap by pushing it right into her chest. My face was utterly smothered in her cleavage, and I immediately knew I never wanted to leave.

 
However, Anushka wasn't satisfied with just killing me this way. It became clear when she reached down to take my rather erect cock, now in a position to pump it while I was breathing in her tits. I couldn't believe I didn't cum all over her right then.
 
But while I still had...maybe a few seconds, I would take advantage.
 
I finally moved my head around, nuzzling the giant exposed tops and sides of Anushka's breasts while she jacked me off. The combination was dizzying, and it only got worse when I actually started kissing her ample flesh, sliding my tongue over her mounds and dipping it between them.
 
Just when I felt almost ready to go, Anushka stopped pumping me. She then took both hands and pushed her tits up further onto my head, practically tit fucking me with her cleavage. Taking the hint, I pressed myself deeper against me, using my lips and tongue even faster.
 
"Hold them...but don't take them out yet," Anushka warned. She then removed her hands and gave mine permission to come up, cupping the cup of her dress. Although a zipper was right between them and I could very easily lower it, I followed orders not to.
 
My hands tried to stay steady while holding such abundant surfaces, which got harder when Anushka took hold of my cock again. She stayed bent down over my face while I played with her tits and she stroked my shaft, although this couldn't endure much longer on both our parts.
 
Of course, I would be the one to give out first.
 
"Tell me when you're gonna cum," Anushka breathed out. "At least try..." she finished, hardly helping when she brought her other hand down to brush my balls.
 
"Now, now, now!" I hurried up to give her fair warning, regardless of how I sounded.
 
She paid no mind as she sat back up and took her chest off my face. "Aim for my leg," she said quickly and with a much hotter tone than mine.
 
With no time at all to question her, I shot off and tried to keep the damage right on her left leg. Not all of my spurts directly hit it, but with her dress hiked up, I at least didn't stain it and cause incriminating evidence.
 
The evidence on Anushka's leg, however, was easier to clean. Which she did by taking her shapely, cum stained leg in her hands, sliding them up and down to rub my cum right onto her skin. It was mind boggling, to say the least - and reminded me it wasn't just her tits and ass that deserved pin-up status.