11-01-2019, 03:20 PM
Sneha was still sitting on the couch. She was hoping that Kamesh would tell her where her room was, so that she could go to bed naked and finger-fuck her itchy little cunt to a climax.
"You've got cum on your lips, Beautiful," he said.
Sneha looked startled and her face turned bright red.
"That's okay, honey," Kamesh assured her. "Hell, a collegiate who won't suck cock isn't worth a pinch of coon-shit. You don't have to be embarrassed."
"I... it's only pre-cum," she murmured.
Kamesh knew that full well, but he raised his eyebrows as if in surprise. His hands were moving and, with his back to the collegiate, it appeared to her that he was still shaking a cocktail.
But he was secretly opening his trousers and dragging his cock and balls out.
"Didn't you finish the job, then? Didn't you let your boyfriend cream in your mouth?"
Sneha didn't want Kamesh to think that she was a cock-teaser who had deliberately denied her boyfriend the delight of cum in her mouth.
"I was going to... but then you and... Shanti came home, before we got a chance to finish."
"That must have frustrated Bobby, huh?"
Sneha managed an impish grin.
"It frustrated me, too Kamesh," she said. "I never had a guy shoot in my mouth before, and I was really looking forward to swallowing his jizz!"
"Still in the mood, baby?" he rasped.
Sneha was getting the picture.
She nodded shyly, smiling timidly, but letting the tip of her tongue show in the cleft of her sensually parted young lips.
Kamesh turned around, his exposed hard-on loomed out and, as he spun around, it swung like the turret gun of a battleship.
"Oh, Wowwwwwwww! Mr. Kamesh!" Sneha squealed.
"Want me to feed you some jizz, young woman?" he grunted.
"Oh, yes! Only we'll have to hurry. We don't want your slut to come back and catch you with your prick in my mouth, right?"
Kamesh grinned, correctly assuming that his slut already had a mouthful of young Bobby's cock-meat, but he wasn't going to mention that juicy detail to eager little Sneha... at least, not yet. Cock-first, he moved across the room.
Sneha slid to the edge of the couch and opened her mouth wide, like a hungry baby bird waiting to be fed a fat, juicy worm. Kamesh thrust his cock into her pretty young face and Sneha began to lick and lap the swollen cock-head.
She would have loved to do some tongue work on his cock-stalk and balls, the way she had with Bobby. But she figured that would be a mistake. If she dallied over the preliminary prick-licking, she might find herself deprived again. She wanted Mr. Kamesh to cum before Shanti got home, and they had to stop.
"Fuck my mouth, Mr. Kamesh," she moaned.
Her sweet little lips formed a tight, oval fuck-hole. She curled her tongue out over her bottom lip, forming a slippery slide for his prick and held him by the hips, wanting to do the whole job with only her mouth, not using her hands at all. She had done all the prick-pulling that she ever wanted to do in the past, and from now on it was going to be pussy or mouth.
Kamesh shoved his cock between her lips. Her mouth seemed to be boiling, as if she had a conduction heater in there.
Sneha adored everything about that mouthful... the heat, the fragrance, the texture, and above all the musky flavour of Kamesh's hot, throbbing cock-meat.
Her cheeks indented and puffed out as she sucked in and then blew down the length of his shaft. Her Slut head turned as she ground her facial fuck-hole around on his cock-knob. He began to fuck in and out slowly and steadily, sliding his thick prick back to her throat and then pulling out until only the cock-knob was stuck between her tightly-stretched young lips.
"Ummmmmmmmmmmm! the collegiate whimpered, relishing the tasty task.
Licking Bobby's young prick had been fun, but sucking this mature prick was even better, and she new that the best part of all would be the thrilling moment when the man's cum-load exploded into her eager, sucking mouth.
"Shoot, Mr. Kamesh!" she gurgled. "Cum in my mouth!"
She was gargling the cream of his warm precum and getting hungrier by the second, yearning to feel his big, adult cock spurt off, longing to drink the sweet spunk from his tasty prick.
"Now, young woman!" he croaked.
Kamesh fucked into her mouth deeply and his jism splashed in Sneha's throat. She gulped it down. He pumped more cum out as he pulled back then drove his prick in through the slimy tide of his own cum.
Young Sneha was swallowing with gusto, but his grown-up cum-load was too much for her as Jizz overflowed her trembling lips and spilled down both sides of her chin. Her head bobbed up and down wildly she milked him off, draining his balls to the dregs.
He stopped humping and his balls hung loosely, but his prick was still tense in her mouth, like a firm rubber hose, promising more action. She kept sucking and swallowing. His prick never softened very much. And as she kept on sucking his prick, it got iron hard again. She looked down the cock-shaft and watched his cum-bags slowly fill up as another cum-load seeped in.
"Wanna suck it again?" he rasped.
Well, she did, and she didn't. She drew her foaming lips from his cock-knob and, holding his wet fucker to her cheek, looked up at his face from the tops of her baby-blue eyes. She batted her silken eyelashes and smiled suggestively.
"I wanna suck you off a lot, Mr. Kamesh, just as long as your slut doesn't find out. But swallowing your spunk has made me awful hot. Don't you wanna fuck me now? You think we've got time to fuck?"
'More time than you know, young woman,' Kamesh thought, giving the young collegiate a lustful grin.
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In the car, still parked in the driveway, Shanti licked up Bobby's entire stray cum with her nimble tongue then sucked on his bulging prick-knob again. His cock was still stiff and throbbing. That was one of the benefits of young cock, thought Shanti with a smile. Not only was young prick delicious, but a college youngman had an endless supply of cum.
"You... you gonna blow me again, Shanti?" Bobby moaned, starting to fuck her face again.
He had fed her a lot of cum already, but if this dark-haired beauty wanted more, Bobby was glad to give it to her, willing and able to cum for hours. But Shanti lifted her head and smiled at him. She was keeping track of the time and calculating how far the action might have progressed in the house. She got up on the car seat and straddled him, rubbing his stiff young prick around between her open thighs.
"Ohhhhh, yeahhhhhh! Fuck me, Shanti! Sit on my prick and fuck yourself silly!" he babbled.
Her cunt-slot was sucking on his polished prick-knob exactly the way her mouth had. Fucking her would be just like getting another blow-job, from a bearded mouth, he thought. Her clit was flaring like her tongue had done, and her cunt-juice was streaming down his cock-shaft like saliva. But then she shifted from his lap. Bobby thrust his stiff prick up not caring if he sank it into mouth or cunt, but desperate to get his fucker buried in one of her hot, wet, clinging holes. Shanti guessed enough time had passed.
"Come with me, darling," she said.
She got out of the car. Bobby followed, but the naive youth was puzzled. They couldn't be going back into the house, he figured. Not with her paramour and his collegiate friend already there. Did she have a bed in the garage or a swing in the garden? He still had his cock sticking out. Shanti went up to the window. Mystified, Bobby stepped up behind her and looked in over her shoulder.
"Holy shit!" he gasped.
Mr. Kamesh was standing in front of Sneha, his prick laid along her cheek. It was evident that she had already sucked him off, because her lips were coated in sperm and his cock-shaft gleamed with saliva.
Shocked, Bobby turned to Shanti.
"What... I mean... Don't you mind?" he asked.
"No, baby... do you?" the woman said.
Bobby had felt a surge of jealousy. But it quickly passed. After all, he had just shot off in Shanti' mouth, so he could hardly blame Sneha for having a suck on the nearest available cock.
They heard Sneha ask Kamesh to fuck her. Bobby converted to voyeurism on the spot, figuring that watching his sexy collegiate friend fuck another guy would be as much fun as putting the pork to her himself, especially since he would be enjoying the show in the company of the sexy Shanti and would certainly not have to suffer a full set of balls for very long. Bobby grinned lasciviously, all of his youthful innocence gone in a flash.
"We gonna watch 'em?" he whispered.
Shanti winked and nodded, then leaned her elbows on the window sill. Bobby stood behind her, his prick jammed to her naked ass-cheeks and his chin resting on her shoulder, so that they were cheek to cheek as they took up their position in this standing-room-only live-sex show.
Inside, Sneha was nibbling on Kamesh's prick again.
"Have we? Have we got time?" she panted.
"Plenty of time, youngman," said Kamesh, glancing toward the window.
Bobby caught the glance and gasped. 'Oh, wow! Does he know we're here? Does he know his slut just sucked me off? Did Mr. and Shanti plan it this way?' he wondered. The lurid thoughts flashing through his excited young brain like the shattered fragments of an erotic dream.
He figured that the couple must be totally depraved, corrupting the morals of two innocent young collegiate like Sneha and himself. But, right now, he wouldn't have had it any other way... that was for sure!
Kamesh rubbed his prick along Sneha's lips, mopping her mouth then jerked it away. He sat down beside the nubile collegiate and began to undress her. She helped him, tearing wildly at her garments, still supposing that they had to finish fucking quickly, before his slut got back, or worse... caught them at it.
The horny young collegiate couldn't understand why Mr. Kamesh was being so casual and taking his time about it. He stripped her naked with her fumbling assistance, then removed his own clothing, so that they were both incriminatingly naked if Shanti should walk in. She and Bobby had always been very careful not to get caught with their clothes off, but somehow, the element of danger involved tonight seemed to enhancing the thrill of Sneha's desires.
Kamesh, of course, knew that there was no danger, but he was determined to give the audience a good show and a clear view of all the details. Being a confirmed peeper, himself, Kamesh knew what turned a watcher on best. Feeling confident that his slut and Sneha's young boyfriend must have taken up their positions by this time, he began the slow build-up toward the passion play they had planned.
"You've got cum on your lips, Beautiful," he said.
Sneha looked startled and her face turned bright red.
"That's okay, honey," Kamesh assured her. "Hell, a collegiate who won't suck cock isn't worth a pinch of coon-shit. You don't have to be embarrassed."
"I... it's only pre-cum," she murmured.
Kamesh knew that full well, but he raised his eyebrows as if in surprise. His hands were moving and, with his back to the collegiate, it appeared to her that he was still shaking a cocktail.
But he was secretly opening his trousers and dragging his cock and balls out.
"Didn't you finish the job, then? Didn't you let your boyfriend cream in your mouth?"
Sneha didn't want Kamesh to think that she was a cock-teaser who had deliberately denied her boyfriend the delight of cum in her mouth.
"I was going to... but then you and... Shanti came home, before we got a chance to finish."
"That must have frustrated Bobby, huh?"
Sneha managed an impish grin.
"It frustrated me, too Kamesh," she said. "I never had a guy shoot in my mouth before, and I was really looking forward to swallowing his jizz!"
"Still in the mood, baby?" he rasped.
Sneha was getting the picture.
She nodded shyly, smiling timidly, but letting the tip of her tongue show in the cleft of her sensually parted young lips.
Kamesh turned around, his exposed hard-on loomed out and, as he spun around, it swung like the turret gun of a battleship.
"Oh, Wowwwwwwww! Mr. Kamesh!" Sneha squealed.
"Want me to feed you some jizz, young woman?" he grunted.
"Oh, yes! Only we'll have to hurry. We don't want your slut to come back and catch you with your prick in my mouth, right?"
Kamesh grinned, correctly assuming that his slut already had a mouthful of young Bobby's cock-meat, but he wasn't going to mention that juicy detail to eager little Sneha... at least, not yet. Cock-first, he moved across the room.
Sneha slid to the edge of the couch and opened her mouth wide, like a hungry baby bird waiting to be fed a fat, juicy worm. Kamesh thrust his cock into her pretty young face and Sneha began to lick and lap the swollen cock-head.
She would have loved to do some tongue work on his cock-stalk and balls, the way she had with Bobby. But she figured that would be a mistake. If she dallied over the preliminary prick-licking, she might find herself deprived again. She wanted Mr. Kamesh to cum before Shanti got home, and they had to stop.
"Fuck my mouth, Mr. Kamesh," she moaned.
Her sweet little lips formed a tight, oval fuck-hole. She curled her tongue out over her bottom lip, forming a slippery slide for his prick and held him by the hips, wanting to do the whole job with only her mouth, not using her hands at all. She had done all the prick-pulling that she ever wanted to do in the past, and from now on it was going to be pussy or mouth.
Kamesh shoved his cock between her lips. Her mouth seemed to be boiling, as if she had a conduction heater in there.
Sneha adored everything about that mouthful... the heat, the fragrance, the texture, and above all the musky flavour of Kamesh's hot, throbbing cock-meat.
Her cheeks indented and puffed out as she sucked in and then blew down the length of his shaft. Her Slut head turned as she ground her facial fuck-hole around on his cock-knob. He began to fuck in and out slowly and steadily, sliding his thick prick back to her throat and then pulling out until only the cock-knob was stuck between her tightly-stretched young lips.
"Ummmmmmmmmmmm! the collegiate whimpered, relishing the tasty task.
Licking Bobby's young prick had been fun, but sucking this mature prick was even better, and she new that the best part of all would be the thrilling moment when the man's cum-load exploded into her eager, sucking mouth.
"Shoot, Mr. Kamesh!" she gurgled. "Cum in my mouth!"
She was gargling the cream of his warm precum and getting hungrier by the second, yearning to feel his big, adult cock spurt off, longing to drink the sweet spunk from his tasty prick.
"Now, young woman!" he croaked.
Kamesh fucked into her mouth deeply and his jism splashed in Sneha's throat. She gulped it down. He pumped more cum out as he pulled back then drove his prick in through the slimy tide of his own cum.
Young Sneha was swallowing with gusto, but his grown-up cum-load was too much for her as Jizz overflowed her trembling lips and spilled down both sides of her chin. Her head bobbed up and down wildly she milked him off, draining his balls to the dregs.
He stopped humping and his balls hung loosely, but his prick was still tense in her mouth, like a firm rubber hose, promising more action. She kept sucking and swallowing. His prick never softened very much. And as she kept on sucking his prick, it got iron hard again. She looked down the cock-shaft and watched his cum-bags slowly fill up as another cum-load seeped in.
"Wanna suck it again?" he rasped.
Well, she did, and she didn't. She drew her foaming lips from his cock-knob and, holding his wet fucker to her cheek, looked up at his face from the tops of her baby-blue eyes. She batted her silken eyelashes and smiled suggestively.
"I wanna suck you off a lot, Mr. Kamesh, just as long as your slut doesn't find out. But swallowing your spunk has made me awful hot. Don't you wanna fuck me now? You think we've got time to fuck?"
'More time than you know, young woman,' Kamesh thought, giving the young collegiate a lustful grin.
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In the car, still parked in the driveway, Shanti licked up Bobby's entire stray cum with her nimble tongue then sucked on his bulging prick-knob again. His cock was still stiff and throbbing. That was one of the benefits of young cock, thought Shanti with a smile. Not only was young prick delicious, but a college youngman had an endless supply of cum.
"You... you gonna blow me again, Shanti?" Bobby moaned, starting to fuck her face again.
He had fed her a lot of cum already, but if this dark-haired beauty wanted more, Bobby was glad to give it to her, willing and able to cum for hours. But Shanti lifted her head and smiled at him. She was keeping track of the time and calculating how far the action might have progressed in the house. She got up on the car seat and straddled him, rubbing his stiff young prick around between her open thighs.
"Ohhhhh, yeahhhhhh! Fuck me, Shanti! Sit on my prick and fuck yourself silly!" he babbled.
Her cunt-slot was sucking on his polished prick-knob exactly the way her mouth had. Fucking her would be just like getting another blow-job, from a bearded mouth, he thought. Her clit was flaring like her tongue had done, and her cunt-juice was streaming down his cock-shaft like saliva. But then she shifted from his lap. Bobby thrust his stiff prick up not caring if he sank it into mouth or cunt, but desperate to get his fucker buried in one of her hot, wet, clinging holes. Shanti guessed enough time had passed.
"Come with me, darling," she said.
She got out of the car. Bobby followed, but the naive youth was puzzled. They couldn't be going back into the house, he figured. Not with her paramour and his collegiate friend already there. Did she have a bed in the garage or a swing in the garden? He still had his cock sticking out. Shanti went up to the window. Mystified, Bobby stepped up behind her and looked in over her shoulder.
"Holy shit!" he gasped.
Mr. Kamesh was standing in front of Sneha, his prick laid along her cheek. It was evident that she had already sucked him off, because her lips were coated in sperm and his cock-shaft gleamed with saliva.
Shocked, Bobby turned to Shanti.
"What... I mean... Don't you mind?" he asked.
"No, baby... do you?" the woman said.
Bobby had felt a surge of jealousy. But it quickly passed. After all, he had just shot off in Shanti' mouth, so he could hardly blame Sneha for having a suck on the nearest available cock.
They heard Sneha ask Kamesh to fuck her. Bobby converted to voyeurism on the spot, figuring that watching his sexy collegiate friend fuck another guy would be as much fun as putting the pork to her himself, especially since he would be enjoying the show in the company of the sexy Shanti and would certainly not have to suffer a full set of balls for very long. Bobby grinned lasciviously, all of his youthful innocence gone in a flash.
"We gonna watch 'em?" he whispered.
Shanti winked and nodded, then leaned her elbows on the window sill. Bobby stood behind her, his prick jammed to her naked ass-cheeks and his chin resting on her shoulder, so that they were cheek to cheek as they took up their position in this standing-room-only live-sex show.
Inside, Sneha was nibbling on Kamesh's prick again.
"Have we? Have we got time?" she panted.
"Plenty of time, youngman," said Kamesh, glancing toward the window.
Bobby caught the glance and gasped. 'Oh, wow! Does he know we're here? Does he know his slut just sucked me off? Did Mr. and Shanti plan it this way?' he wondered. The lurid thoughts flashing through his excited young brain like the shattered fragments of an erotic dream.
He figured that the couple must be totally depraved, corrupting the morals of two innocent young collegiate like Sneha and himself. But, right now, he wouldn't have had it any other way... that was for sure!
Kamesh rubbed his prick along Sneha's lips, mopping her mouth then jerked it away. He sat down beside the nubile collegiate and began to undress her. She helped him, tearing wildly at her garments, still supposing that they had to finish fucking quickly, before his slut got back, or worse... caught them at it.
The horny young collegiate couldn't understand why Mr. Kamesh was being so casual and taking his time about it. He stripped her naked with her fumbling assistance, then removed his own clothing, so that they were both incriminatingly naked if Shanti should walk in. She and Bobby had always been very careful not to get caught with their clothes off, but somehow, the element of danger involved tonight seemed to enhancing the thrill of Sneha's desires.
Kamesh, of course, knew that there was no danger, but he was determined to give the audience a good show and a clear view of all the details. Being a confirmed peeper, himself, Kamesh knew what turned a watcher on best. Feeling confident that his slut and Sneha's young boyfriend must have taken up their positions by this time, he began the slow build-up toward the passion play they had planned.
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