11-01-2019, 03:03 PM
Shanti was looking forward to the naughty evening that she and her handsome paramour, Kamesh, had planned. Shanti loved to fuck, and her paramour loved to watch her get fucked, which was very convenient.
They never had any trouble finding guys to fuck her, because Shanti had the face of an angel, the body of a porno queen and an insatiable sexual appetite.
She was truly spectacular... long, dark hair, flashing eyes, and a full, dark brown sensual mouth that looked just made for wrapping round a man's cock. Her breasts were firm and large, but somehow seemed as perfectly proportioned as the rest of her gorgeous body.
She had long, waxed legs, a narrow waist, and an ass most men would gladly die for. Actually several had... but that's another story.
This particular evening Kamesh had set it up for Shanti to get fucked by two of his friends and, naturally, Shanti was horny as could be at the very prospect. But she didn't want to fuck Kamesh or give herself a hand-job to relieve the pressure because with two lovers to accommodate in a few hours, she figured it would be better for all concerned to let her cunt simmer with anticipation.
Kamesh felt the same way. He had a gigantic hard-on stuffing the front of his trousers, but he didn't want to empty his balls until after he had watched Shanti get fucked.
Shanti was trying to watch television, but with her pussy smoldering and juicing merrily away, she couldn't get comfortable.
Kamesh was squirming around as well, the front of his pants stretched taut with an almost painful erection. Shanti kept throwing glances at Kamesh's bulging crotch. The sight of her paramour's obvious arousal made her pussy even hotter.
She knew that it was going to be difficult to resist temptation, so she decided to take a walk to cool off.
Kamesh agreed it was a good idea, because he was having a hard time restraining himself from whipping his prick out and jumping his sexy young slut on the spot!
So, Shanti went for a stroll, with fascinating results...
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Shanti was walking along the footpath through fairly heavy bushes and foliage, the gentle afternoon breeze doing very little to cool down the fires of passion that raged within her.
As she passed a shady glen, shielded by the surrounding undergrowth, Shanti thought she heard a noise.
She stopped and listened. The faint sound of voices filtered through the undergrowth.
Suddenly, her horniness was overwhelmed by curiosity.
Looking around to see if anyone was watching her, Shanti ducked into the bushes and peeked into the clearing. Sitting on a bench in the middle of the clearing were a couple of collegiate, a woman and a man.
Shanti recognized them both.
The woman was Sneha Jayaram, a pretty little nineteen-year-old who lived a couple of doors down from Shanti. The boy was her boyfriend, Bobby Basu.
Sneha was the classic `dark-eyed Slut', a real little stunner. Shanti had seen her paramour staring hungrily at the woman's long, waxed legs and surprisingly well-developed young tits several times now.
Shanti had previously many a times jabbed at Kamesh viciously in the ribs and reminded him that the woman was only nineteen, to which he'd replied, "Old enough to bleed... old enough to breed!"
Kamesh could be totally uncouth sometimes thought Shanti as she turned her attention to Sneha's young male companion of around 21 years.
Bobby was a good-looking, dark-haired, athletic boy who lived a couple of streets away.
He didn't have car yet, so he walked over to visit Sneha every day. To see them sitting together somewhere was such a common sight around the neighborhood, that Shanti was about to move off and continue her walk.
Then, just as she was about to turn away, Bobby put his arm around Sneha, and slid his hand down inside the woman's blouse. Shanti halted in her tracks and grinned. They obviously thought they were secluded enough to do some heavy petting.
Shanti knew that she should just move on quietly and leave them to it. But her horniness had not subsided and suddenly she had a kinky urge to spy on them.
Although Shanti was the `performer' and her paramour was the `voyeur' in their marital misbehavior, Shanti liked to peek a bit, herself.
The dark-haired beauty crept closer and stepped into the concealing shade of a large tree, excited by the idea of watching the two youngsters involved in their secretive sex-play.
It soon got more exciting.
Bobby opened Sneha's blouse.
She wasn't wearing a bra, and when her blouse fell open, she shrugged it back onto her slim shoulders and arched her supple back, thrusting her bare tits out. Her nipples were swollen and flushed, jutting out stiffly.
The sight actually made Shanti's mouth water.
Although she was certainly not a fully-fledged lesbian, Shanti found that she loved variety and enjoyed fooling around with other women from time to time, especially if there was an audience of men watching.
Sexy little Sneha was turning her on a lot!
Bobby began to feel Sneha up with hands, massaging her firm conical-shaped tits and pulling at the perky nipples.
Sneha squirmed and wriggled, starting to pant.
As Bobby kissed her on the lips, Shanti watched their tongues flashing sensuously back and forth. Then he dropped his head down and began to suck on her erect nipples, switching back and forth as he sucked each swollen pink bud in turn.
Shanti's lips and tongue were working automatically, as she emulated the young man's tit-sucking. She envied Sneha that attentive mouth just as she envied Bobby that succulent mouthful.
"Ohhhhh, mmmmmmmm!" Sneha moaned.
Bobby made moist, muffled sounds on her bare young tits as he drew the stiff nipples into his mouth, nibbling them with his lips.
The Slut woman arched and stroked the back of his head as her boyfriend sucked her tits. Bobby slid his hand up Sneha's thigh and under her short lehenga.
Shanti wished he would remove that lehenga. She wanted to see Sneha's pussy. But the collegiate were still in a semi-public place and evidently didn't dare to get fully disrobed. Shanti knew that it must be very frustrating for them. It was for her, as well.
They never had any trouble finding guys to fuck her, because Shanti had the face of an angel, the body of a porno queen and an insatiable sexual appetite.
She was truly spectacular... long, dark hair, flashing eyes, and a full, dark brown sensual mouth that looked just made for wrapping round a man's cock. Her breasts were firm and large, but somehow seemed as perfectly proportioned as the rest of her gorgeous body.
She had long, waxed legs, a narrow waist, and an ass most men would gladly die for. Actually several had... but that's another story.
This particular evening Kamesh had set it up for Shanti to get fucked by two of his friends and, naturally, Shanti was horny as could be at the very prospect. But she didn't want to fuck Kamesh or give herself a hand-job to relieve the pressure because with two lovers to accommodate in a few hours, she figured it would be better for all concerned to let her cunt simmer with anticipation.
Kamesh felt the same way. He had a gigantic hard-on stuffing the front of his trousers, but he didn't want to empty his balls until after he had watched Shanti get fucked.
Shanti was trying to watch television, but with her pussy smoldering and juicing merrily away, she couldn't get comfortable.
Kamesh was squirming around as well, the front of his pants stretched taut with an almost painful erection. Shanti kept throwing glances at Kamesh's bulging crotch. The sight of her paramour's obvious arousal made her pussy even hotter.
She knew that it was going to be difficult to resist temptation, so she decided to take a walk to cool off.
Kamesh agreed it was a good idea, because he was having a hard time restraining himself from whipping his prick out and jumping his sexy young slut on the spot!
So, Shanti went for a stroll, with fascinating results...
________________________________________
Shanti was walking along the footpath through fairly heavy bushes and foliage, the gentle afternoon breeze doing very little to cool down the fires of passion that raged within her.
As she passed a shady glen, shielded by the surrounding undergrowth, Shanti thought she heard a noise.
She stopped and listened. The faint sound of voices filtered through the undergrowth.
Suddenly, her horniness was overwhelmed by curiosity.
Looking around to see if anyone was watching her, Shanti ducked into the bushes and peeked into the clearing. Sitting on a bench in the middle of the clearing were a couple of collegiate, a woman and a man.
Shanti recognized them both.
The woman was Sneha Jayaram, a pretty little nineteen-year-old who lived a couple of doors down from Shanti. The boy was her boyfriend, Bobby Basu.
Sneha was the classic `dark-eyed Slut', a real little stunner. Shanti had seen her paramour staring hungrily at the woman's long, waxed legs and surprisingly well-developed young tits several times now.
Shanti had previously many a times jabbed at Kamesh viciously in the ribs and reminded him that the woman was only nineteen, to which he'd replied, "Old enough to bleed... old enough to breed!"
Kamesh could be totally uncouth sometimes thought Shanti as she turned her attention to Sneha's young male companion of around 21 years.
Bobby was a good-looking, dark-haired, athletic boy who lived a couple of streets away.
He didn't have car yet, so he walked over to visit Sneha every day. To see them sitting together somewhere was such a common sight around the neighborhood, that Shanti was about to move off and continue her walk.
Then, just as she was about to turn away, Bobby put his arm around Sneha, and slid his hand down inside the woman's blouse. Shanti halted in her tracks and grinned. They obviously thought they were secluded enough to do some heavy petting.
Shanti knew that she should just move on quietly and leave them to it. But her horniness had not subsided and suddenly she had a kinky urge to spy on them.
Although Shanti was the `performer' and her paramour was the `voyeur' in their marital misbehavior, Shanti liked to peek a bit, herself.
The dark-haired beauty crept closer and stepped into the concealing shade of a large tree, excited by the idea of watching the two youngsters involved in their secretive sex-play.
It soon got more exciting.
Bobby opened Sneha's blouse.
She wasn't wearing a bra, and when her blouse fell open, she shrugged it back onto her slim shoulders and arched her supple back, thrusting her bare tits out. Her nipples were swollen and flushed, jutting out stiffly.
The sight actually made Shanti's mouth water.
Although she was certainly not a fully-fledged lesbian, Shanti found that she loved variety and enjoyed fooling around with other women from time to time, especially if there was an audience of men watching.
Sexy little Sneha was turning her on a lot!
Bobby began to feel Sneha up with hands, massaging her firm conical-shaped tits and pulling at the perky nipples.
Sneha squirmed and wriggled, starting to pant.
As Bobby kissed her on the lips, Shanti watched their tongues flashing sensuously back and forth. Then he dropped his head down and began to suck on her erect nipples, switching back and forth as he sucked each swollen pink bud in turn.
Shanti's lips and tongue were working automatically, as she emulated the young man's tit-sucking. She envied Sneha that attentive mouth just as she envied Bobby that succulent mouthful.
"Ohhhhh, mmmmmmmm!" Sneha moaned.
Bobby made moist, muffled sounds on her bare young tits as he drew the stiff nipples into his mouth, nibbling them with his lips.
The Slut woman arched and stroked the back of his head as her boyfriend sucked her tits. Bobby slid his hand up Sneha's thigh and under her short lehenga.
Shanti wished he would remove that lehenga. She wanted to see Sneha's pussy. But the collegiate were still in a semi-public place and evidently didn't dare to get fully disrobed. Shanti knew that it must be very frustrating for them. It was for her, as well.
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