27-02-2021, 12:57 AM
“Jaise mein boloongi waise hi karna. Zyada nahin kam naihin” (Do as I tell you. Not more, not less).
Shobha brought out the best of her commanding tone that she was used to in her working days as an HR manager.
At that stage Bhola would have agreed to walk on burning coals to get a chance to lose his virginity with his gorgeous mistress. He nodded, eyes widened in excitement and his engorged cock hurting even more and begging for relief.
In a single sudden move, Shobha flipped over and pushed Bhola on his back, straddling him, her knees on either side of his waist. She lowered herself and deliberately squashed Bhola’s cock flat and lengthwise between his stomach and under her ass. Once the cock was wedged under her naked buttocks, she gently rocked back and forth but not letting her full body weight fall on the cock. She knew from the couple of times that Chetan let her do it, that this position maximised the pressure on the erect cock. The back and forth rubbing heightened both pain and pleasure for the male without giving the male the satisfaction of actual penetration. She leaned forward and let her wet hair fall over Bhola’s face.
Her full breasts hung like ripe mangoes begging to be plucked. Bhola, on his back, moaned with the delicious agony of his erect cock being massaged under the the to and fro motion of Shobha’s buttocks. He reached out to grab her breasts but Shobha playfully swatted him away. She then pinned his hands by his side, resting her weight on her hands to lock them immobile. Bhola could have wrested himself free but having a naked mistress on top of him seemed to hint at more pleasurable activities.
Bhola stopped resisting. Having won a small victory by physically restraining Bhola, Shobha leaned forward and rewarded him with a gentle kiss and letting her breasts get squashed against Bhola’s chest. Bhola raised his mouth greedily to force his tongue inside Shobha’s mouth but she teasingly pulled back and smiled at his frustration.
Her eyes locked boldly into Bhola’s eyes, a half smile on her lips, a squatting Shobha then shifted her body weight from her knees to her hands, continuing to hold down Bhola’s wrists, raised her ass and slid her buttocks lower down on Bhola’s thighs. This released Bhola’s cock, which now free of restraint sprang up to ninety degree angle against Bhola’s torso and now nestled against Shobha’s stomach.
Shobha then broke eye contact with Bhola and turned her attention to his cock. Bhola’s cock and balls were rubbing against her pubis giving her a pleasant sensation. She sat back, her thighs still straddling Bhola’s waist, shifted her weight backwards on her folded knees. Supporting herself on Bhola’s strong muscular thighs, she now released her hold on Bhola’s wrists and slid her hands teasingly along his chest, her fingernail tracking a path over Bhola’s nipples. She then grabbed his cock with both hands. His hands freed, Bhola stretched them flat on the bed above his head and surrendered himself to his mistress who straddled him completely.
Shobha massaged Bhola’s cock as he sighed, eyes half-closed but kept her touch gentle so as to not push him over the brink. His cock felt hot and in the yellow light of the room, she could see the veins throbbing along the dark chocolate brown of the shaft and the mushroom head shine with pre cum glistening with a lighter shade of brown. Bhola’s cock, she assessed, was the same size as Chetan but a tad thicker and, of course, deliciously darker.
Shobha raised herself slightly, held the base of the cock and rubbed the mushroom head against her pussy lips. She was wet and fully lubricated, and felt a shiver flow through her body at the mere contact. Finally, mustering courage, Shobha lowered her weight against the erect cock. Her pussy lips parted and the entire length of the cock slid in snugly as she impaled herself against Bhola’s cock all the way.
“Aaaaaaaaaahhhhh!”
Shobha gave a long sigh and closed her eyes as she savoured there feel of having a cock other than her husband invade her snug married pussy. Bhola had his eyes and mouth open as he experienced the ecstasy of his cock buried in the pussy of his mistress. Impaled on Bhola’s cock, Shobha leaned forward and kissed Bhola on his mouth. This time, Bhola found her tongue forcing its way inside and the two lovers kissed long and deep. Shobha gently adjusted her position, slowly closed her eyes, savouring the feel of the cock buried deep in her.
Then, gradually, Shobha rotated her hips first sideways until she got into a snug position, then a slow circular motion and then began the up and down action of fucking Bhola, her servant. Initially gently, and then with increasing urgency, she built her rhythm filling the room with the slapping sound of her ass against Bhola’s abdomen.
Pachak, pachak, packak............ the wet sloppy sound of the two people fucking echoed in the small servant room.
For Shobha, this was pure ecstasy. She always craved to get on top when having sex with Chetan. Frustratingly for her, Chetan could never sustain his erection in that position for more than a couple of minutes and always seemed to switch back into the missionary position.
She locked eyes with Bhola and that made the fucking even more intimate. She leaned forward gave him a kiss, and just when he wanted to force his tongue into her mouth, she teasingly broke away and resumed humping him. She loved the sensation of his cock thrusting up and down against her tight pussy and she felt she could adjust both the depth of the strokes as well as the speed with which she bounced up and down. She found that varying both the speed and depth of the plunge gave her more control.
Bhola thought this is what heaven must feel like.
He was on his back, and his mistress was nude and on top and bouncing up and down. Her wet hair framed and half covered her beautiful face, like a black veil and now he could see beads of sweat form on her forehead. The sweat also made her hair more sticky and tufts of it clung to her breasts. Bhola reached out a couple of times to brush them away so that he could have a clear view. When that didn’t help, Shobha paused her humping momentarily to tie her hair back into a bun at the top of her head. Much better, thought Bhola. Her breasts were now bouncing up and down. He reached out to squeeze them and play with the nipples. Shobha reacted by pausing her humping, leaning forward and lowered her breasts so that Bhola could take the nipples in his mouth. Bhola greedily latched on to to them, squeezing her breasts and chewing her nipples one after the other. Shobha found the pain delectable. When Bhola didn’t let go of her breasts, Shobha found she could continue the humping even with Bhola squeezing and chewing her breasts.
The room was silent but for the rhythmic and squishy sound of their fucking and Shobha’s laboured breathing. This went on for about ten minutes. and a sweating Shobha felt herself approaching an orgasm. She slowed down, and despite her tiredness, wanted the humping to continue as long as possible. As she squeezed her naked thighs harder around Bhola’s waist and willed her pussy muscle to clench tighter on Bhola’s cock, she saw Bhola’s face go through a contortion. From her experience with Chetan, she realised Bhola was going to cum and immediately changed her up and down motion to a gyrating rotating sideways motion and clutched hard at Bhola’s hair pulling it painfully.
“Bhaaaaaaabheeeeee........”
“Ahhhhhhh,,,,,,,...maaaaaa”
Both moaned in unison and climaxed simultaneously and Shobha felt Bhola’s cock discharge copiously inside her. Shobha collapsed on top of Bhola, the hair bun on her head now completely undone and the hair - now matted with sweat sprawled over her face and Bhola’s face and shoulders.
Eyes closed, Shobha kissed and chewed Bhola’s lips madly in passion as multiple waves of orgasm swept through her body, leaving her delirious and with the realisation that this was the first time ever she had two orgasms in a single session. And first time ever when riding on top of her partner.
She rolled over to her back to lie down besides Bhola. Bhola's cock, now discharged and limp, freed itself from her pussy. She couldn't help caressing it, almost as if to thank it for giving her such pleasure. The cock was warm, now soft, wet and slippery to touch and coated with the mix of juices secreted by both their bodies. Shobha's own body was drenched with sweat.
She glanced at Bhola, who still seemed dazed with eyes closed still savouring the realization that he had just fucked his mistress for the first fuck of his life.
A few minutes passed on complete silence It was broken when Bhola turned around and kissed her, and she kissed him back Shobha thought of it as a thank you kiss.
Bhola got up, switched the full lights on in the room bathing Shobha in embarrassing brightness. Still naked, the young lad went to the small attached toilet, came back with a wet towel and began cleaning Shobha lovingly. He took care to clean Shobha's thighs and wiped off the the semen that had dropped down, and looked in wonder at her swollen pussy lips. The room, now brightly lit, gave the two lovers the opportunity to study each other's naked body.
Shobha brought out the best of her commanding tone that she was used to in her working days as an HR manager.
At that stage Bhola would have agreed to walk on burning coals to get a chance to lose his virginity with his gorgeous mistress. He nodded, eyes widened in excitement and his engorged cock hurting even more and begging for relief.
In a single sudden move, Shobha flipped over and pushed Bhola on his back, straddling him, her knees on either side of his waist. She lowered herself and deliberately squashed Bhola’s cock flat and lengthwise between his stomach and under her ass. Once the cock was wedged under her naked buttocks, she gently rocked back and forth but not letting her full body weight fall on the cock. She knew from the couple of times that Chetan let her do it, that this position maximised the pressure on the erect cock. The back and forth rubbing heightened both pain and pleasure for the male without giving the male the satisfaction of actual penetration. She leaned forward and let her wet hair fall over Bhola’s face.
Her full breasts hung like ripe mangoes begging to be plucked. Bhola, on his back, moaned with the delicious agony of his erect cock being massaged under the the to and fro motion of Shobha’s buttocks. He reached out to grab her breasts but Shobha playfully swatted him away. She then pinned his hands by his side, resting her weight on her hands to lock them immobile. Bhola could have wrested himself free but having a naked mistress on top of him seemed to hint at more pleasurable activities.
Bhola stopped resisting. Having won a small victory by physically restraining Bhola, Shobha leaned forward and rewarded him with a gentle kiss and letting her breasts get squashed against Bhola’s chest. Bhola raised his mouth greedily to force his tongue inside Shobha’s mouth but she teasingly pulled back and smiled at his frustration.
Her eyes locked boldly into Bhola’s eyes, a half smile on her lips, a squatting Shobha then shifted her body weight from her knees to her hands, continuing to hold down Bhola’s wrists, raised her ass and slid her buttocks lower down on Bhola’s thighs. This released Bhola’s cock, which now free of restraint sprang up to ninety degree angle against Bhola’s torso and now nestled against Shobha’s stomach.
Shobha then broke eye contact with Bhola and turned her attention to his cock. Bhola’s cock and balls were rubbing against her pubis giving her a pleasant sensation. She sat back, her thighs still straddling Bhola’s waist, shifted her weight backwards on her folded knees. Supporting herself on Bhola’s strong muscular thighs, she now released her hold on Bhola’s wrists and slid her hands teasingly along his chest, her fingernail tracking a path over Bhola’s nipples. She then grabbed his cock with both hands. His hands freed, Bhola stretched them flat on the bed above his head and surrendered himself to his mistress who straddled him completely.
Shobha massaged Bhola’s cock as he sighed, eyes half-closed but kept her touch gentle so as to not push him over the brink. His cock felt hot and in the yellow light of the room, she could see the veins throbbing along the dark chocolate brown of the shaft and the mushroom head shine with pre cum glistening with a lighter shade of brown. Bhola’s cock, she assessed, was the same size as Chetan but a tad thicker and, of course, deliciously darker.
Shobha raised herself slightly, held the base of the cock and rubbed the mushroom head against her pussy lips. She was wet and fully lubricated, and felt a shiver flow through her body at the mere contact. Finally, mustering courage, Shobha lowered her weight against the erect cock. Her pussy lips parted and the entire length of the cock slid in snugly as she impaled herself against Bhola’s cock all the way.
“Aaaaaaaaaahhhhh!”
Shobha gave a long sigh and closed her eyes as she savoured there feel of having a cock other than her husband invade her snug married pussy. Bhola had his eyes and mouth open as he experienced the ecstasy of his cock buried in the pussy of his mistress. Impaled on Bhola’s cock, Shobha leaned forward and kissed Bhola on his mouth. This time, Bhola found her tongue forcing its way inside and the two lovers kissed long and deep. Shobha gently adjusted her position, slowly closed her eyes, savouring the feel of the cock buried deep in her.
Then, gradually, Shobha rotated her hips first sideways until she got into a snug position, then a slow circular motion and then began the up and down action of fucking Bhola, her servant. Initially gently, and then with increasing urgency, she built her rhythm filling the room with the slapping sound of her ass against Bhola’s abdomen.
Pachak, pachak, packak............ the wet sloppy sound of the two people fucking echoed in the small servant room.
For Shobha, this was pure ecstasy. She always craved to get on top when having sex with Chetan. Frustratingly for her, Chetan could never sustain his erection in that position for more than a couple of minutes and always seemed to switch back into the missionary position.
She locked eyes with Bhola and that made the fucking even more intimate. She leaned forward gave him a kiss, and just when he wanted to force his tongue into her mouth, she teasingly broke away and resumed humping him. She loved the sensation of his cock thrusting up and down against her tight pussy and she felt she could adjust both the depth of the strokes as well as the speed with which she bounced up and down. She found that varying both the speed and depth of the plunge gave her more control.
Bhola thought this is what heaven must feel like.
He was on his back, and his mistress was nude and on top and bouncing up and down. Her wet hair framed and half covered her beautiful face, like a black veil and now he could see beads of sweat form on her forehead. The sweat also made her hair more sticky and tufts of it clung to her breasts. Bhola reached out a couple of times to brush them away so that he could have a clear view. When that didn’t help, Shobha paused her humping momentarily to tie her hair back into a bun at the top of her head. Much better, thought Bhola. Her breasts were now bouncing up and down. He reached out to squeeze them and play with the nipples. Shobha reacted by pausing her humping, leaning forward and lowered her breasts so that Bhola could take the nipples in his mouth. Bhola greedily latched on to to them, squeezing her breasts and chewing her nipples one after the other. Shobha found the pain delectable. When Bhola didn’t let go of her breasts, Shobha found she could continue the humping even with Bhola squeezing and chewing her breasts.
The room was silent but for the rhythmic and squishy sound of their fucking and Shobha’s laboured breathing. This went on for about ten minutes. and a sweating Shobha felt herself approaching an orgasm. She slowed down, and despite her tiredness, wanted the humping to continue as long as possible. As she squeezed her naked thighs harder around Bhola’s waist and willed her pussy muscle to clench tighter on Bhola’s cock, she saw Bhola’s face go through a contortion. From her experience with Chetan, she realised Bhola was going to cum and immediately changed her up and down motion to a gyrating rotating sideways motion and clutched hard at Bhola’s hair pulling it painfully.
“Bhaaaaaaabheeeeee........”
“Ahhhhhhh,,,,,,,...maaaaaa”
Both moaned in unison and climaxed simultaneously and Shobha felt Bhola’s cock discharge copiously inside her. Shobha collapsed on top of Bhola, the hair bun on her head now completely undone and the hair - now matted with sweat sprawled over her face and Bhola’s face and shoulders.
Eyes closed, Shobha kissed and chewed Bhola’s lips madly in passion as multiple waves of orgasm swept through her body, leaving her delirious and with the realisation that this was the first time ever she had two orgasms in a single session. And first time ever when riding on top of her partner.
She rolled over to her back to lie down besides Bhola. Bhola's cock, now discharged and limp, freed itself from her pussy. She couldn't help caressing it, almost as if to thank it for giving her such pleasure. The cock was warm, now soft, wet and slippery to touch and coated with the mix of juices secreted by both their bodies. Shobha's own body was drenched with sweat.
She glanced at Bhola, who still seemed dazed with eyes closed still savouring the realization that he had just fucked his mistress for the first fuck of his life.
A few minutes passed on complete silence It was broken when Bhola turned around and kissed her, and she kissed him back Shobha thought of it as a thank you kiss.
Bhola got up, switched the full lights on in the room bathing Shobha in embarrassing brightness. Still naked, the young lad went to the small attached toilet, came back with a wet towel and began cleaning Shobha lovingly. He took care to clean Shobha's thighs and wiped off the the semen that had dropped down, and looked in wonder at her swollen pussy lips. The room, now brightly lit, gave the two lovers the opportunity to study each other's naked body.
Ravi Shikha
** I am fascinated by erotica as a genre in fiction. It is my ambition to publish my works of erotica as e-books on Amazon.in and Kindle. You will find me there too under this pen name. For the price of a coffee on Amazon, or for free on Kindle Unlimited, you can read my ebooks.
** I am fascinated by erotica as a genre in fiction. It is my ambition to publish my works of erotica as e-books on Amazon.in and Kindle. You will find me there too under this pen name. For the price of a coffee on Amazon, or for free on Kindle Unlimited, you can read my ebooks.
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