A Banana Muffin Saga

[Aavesh9]

Tell me about it masti bhai! I'm spent like anything. YLTS writing is such a drug, has completely hypnotized us all!

Totally!!!
Completely!!!
Agree with both of your good Sirs!!!

[Aavesh9]

Note from our dear YLTS:

Please share this note to my readers...if it happens a day that I may not be present to receive their feelings on what I am writing...

A soliloquy (it's mine alone): 
"Meri dua hai ke aapke dil ka aangan hamesha us noor se munaa'war rahe jo kabhi dhal'ti nahi"
"Main jis dast'aan ki girah khol rahi hoon, us ka kinara abhi uf'aq se bhi paa'r hai; ye silsila sa'diyon par mou'hit hai"
"Is musaa'fat mein mere saath chalne aap sabr ki rida ohdh'ni hogi, kyunke ekhte'taam abhi meri nazron se bhi ojh'al hai"

Message to my dears:
Real life can never be imprisoned within words because emotions have no language to express how one really feels inside their respectful hearts.
Whatever I am writing, consider it mere fiction or a tale of absurdity and forget it; reality is far deeper and filled with unworldly complex knots than these.

A humble request
It is 'empathy' alone that prevails and sustain over every human relationship. Love can indeed co-exist, but it is never the first step upon which the foundation of relationships rests...
So, be empathetic to others, please don't allow your personal ego get the upperhand at all times, even at your worst life moments...but, I wish none of you go through such moments...
My love and respect to all...live your lives in full...spare few moments here to say anything that you feel about what I am scribbling...

Tanvi has just begun a new chapter of her life...let's all wait and see where she leads her life to...

[Aavesh9]

Chapter-68:


When the cold air caressed her public hair, and the nakedness of her cherished prize, she had to open her eyes for a fleeting moment. She saw him close, way too close to her face. His evil grin made her heart stop.

The next second, moving both her hands from clutching her panty, she placed it on his broad, naked shoulders and pushed...with all her might...it took a moment for her to realize that she was successful...his face moved away...backwards...he was falling back...she looked at him falling back in slow motion.

The cold hit her.

She blinked her eyes a few times.

Khurram, in fact, moved back in his own accord. 

Her panty was down to her knees, at her calves, about to fall to the ground.

Her thick, black and soaked bush was open to his gaze, her naked urinal area was completely exposed, there was nothing left to fight, she was naked, to her core.


For the first time in her life, Tanvi sat exposing every last inch of her chastity thrown out into the cold air staring at a man, an evil man, a wicked old man, a wretched and devious older man, the very man whom she once respected as her elder but now who stared back to her with eyes of a nameless primitive animal who was about to devour on it's exotic feast!

Tanvi sat naked...stark naked...absolutely unclothed!

Finally!

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Khurram was finally offered with the gift of being able to get a completely unobstructed view at Tanvi's unprotected, soaked and glimmering naked pussy. His salivating mouth was extremely close...his tongue and lips grazing so close to her beautiful mound of perfection...his boneless muscle did not drag on her velvety folds, it did not touch her quavering labials, but his tongue was just there, right there, hardly a centimetre away from physical contact. 

Through her foggy eyes, Tanvi saw him up close, taking in deep breaths. Her eyes tried to close with shame but flickered open when she realized that Khurram the old man, was in fact inhaling her primal scent...her womanly odor...the smell that only one man in the entire world ever took in, her husband Sanjoth. But now, instead of her husband looking at her gaping pussy, it was another man...an evil man...a foul man with very bad intentions...sat with his hungry mouth and tongue that was so near to her pussy, looking at her with a vicious grin on his face showing only one emotion...victory!

Tanvi gasped and felt like she was about to die of shame but when she felt the inhuman tinge of depraved lust rising from her pussy, she thought it was not her, instead another woman who looked like her was inviting the old man towards her wet hole. Without realising, her eyes closed, for a moment and then snapped open when she felt him tugging her panty once again, and before she could release a protesting yell, she saw him removing it completely off of her, and discarding it to the floor.

"Pleeesse, Khurramji, please...I beg you...I will do anything you ask, but pleease...don't do this to me,  beg you...stoopp", this time tears poured out of her eyes as she was terror stricken and petrified of what was about to happen. Few of her last protests came out in whimpers.

Without answering and completely ignoring Tanvi's cries and pleadings, Khurram took a firm hold of both her ankles, then with an ease of a leopard, lifted both her supple legs by ankles and spread her wide into a complete upward-sploot, and paused a moment for her to feel the forced-split of her most protected body part. 

Tanvi had both her legs splayed wide and unable to make even a slight whisper, she saw the old man's muscular arms snd lifted effortlessly to both his sides...up...way up...till her ankles rested, splayed wide, over his shoulders, making her pussy further exposed.

"I beg of you...please...please don't make me do this...I will die...please", she cried and cried, without any result happening positively. But, deep inside her head...she heard it...her voice countering what she just said loudly...that voice was clearly telling her..."you are a bitch...you want this...give it to him"

Khurram leaned forward, down with his head, and his action made her spread legs to slide further up and over his wide shoulders. He was now closest to her splayed cunt. The feminine stench that came from her married hole made his brain go mad with primal hunger. He inhaled hard, deep and each of his breath made vulgar noises that crumbled her antagonist protests. Tanvi trembled with fear of what she saw and the thoughts of what was going to happen next. It wasn't her first time, spreading her womanhood to someone other than her husband, there was Sylvie, then Faiz, then Hansa, and Dattu...the sudden image of Dattu licking and giving her orgasm at Basti, in front of the open area...to the world to see, pushed her shame to cross the last normalcy that was left inside of her.

Tanvi's hands flew up immediately, holding Khurram's head in a vice grip, stopping him mid-way.

But, then...she felt his breath, his hot exhales, right on her wet, pubic spot. The hot air from his nose and mouth, grazed her pussy, and made her vaginal lips quiver sporadically.

Looking at the mildly vibrating pussy lips, Khurram drove his face down to it, letting out an inhuman groan that made her freeze a second, and then cry out like an electrocuted woman!!!

"Aaaaah...mmmm...nooouuu...plleeeee", her cries stopped at her throat, accompanied by a few hardly audible mewls of pleasure that came out of her lips.

Khurram, using his thick tongue, lapped across her splayed pussy, from it's lowest point till it's zenith, and lingered over her clitoris...stationed it on her blood engorged nubbin...flat against her most secretive, utmost precious, and extremely sensitive muscle...between the wet and thick maze of her pitch black pubic hair, that single-most tiny meat-loaf stood up, protruding and plastered against his wide-spread tongue.

It was his winning groan that shook her back to reality.

"Mmm...nnooo...mmmm", she tried her best to push his head away but the sloshy noises from her pussy stopped her...she listened to the rhythm squelching noises that came due to Khurram's hand movements...those sounds that were vulgar, obscene and filthy to her ears and she was disgusted at her body squirming and responding back to him. It was not like how Sylvie did to her, not like Hansa licked her, not how Faiz squished her pussy that night with his fingers, and not at all how Dattu devoured her at open Basti. This was too much for her to digest, Khurram was licking her cunt like a snake slithering across it's entire length through her slit, savoring every nerve of her vaginal lips, too animalistic. 

Yet, her brain snapped at her, the pleasure she went through was taboo, she hadn't allowed it to happen, it was given, delivered...and she felt herself exploding inside..."yessss", she heard that voice of hers ringing inside her head but it didn’t come out.

A sharp, loud moan escaped her throat, mixed with shame and anger...she was aware of something inside her being torn, brutally reshaping her life...forever!

It was only then Khurram noticed his young partner in sleaze. Tanvi wasn’t protesting, she wasn't crying and she wasn’t pushing him anymore. 

Tanvi heard her voice screeching inside and telling her what was happening was utterly wrong, but her supple yellow colored thighs slowly widened, making her stance more intimate, as if she was offering herself to the old man. Her slender ankles and soft feet caressed through his upper back, almost tightening without her knowledge. 

Khurram was ecstatic when he sensed her soft skin and sponge-like thigh muscles increasing their hold on his head and shoulders.

Tanvi miserably failed to notice how much she spread her legs wide to help the old man to finally anchor himself into her. Her responses had transformed long back even without her understanding that she should be fighting fiercely, instead of voluntarily cooperating in less than a few seconds. 

All her yelping and crying at him with her high-pitched "no" or "you should stop" words ceased to come out of her, instead, her lower body started to direct him to perform more of what he was delivering to her. 

In her upward-sploot position, the sweet and tender looking yellow soles of Tanvi's feet wobbled in mid-air with nothing to support, and her moans clearly said that she wanted that uncontrolled wobbling to happen with more intensity.

With a tone of authority, Khurram whispered, without taking his mouth away from her pussy, "I asked you nicely, but you had to fight...now, you are begging me, see?", he licked long and slow, making her body jolt against his tongue. 

"If I tasted this earlier, I would've never asked your permission this time", he licked her clit that was now fully erect, bloated and was out of it's sheath...he took a second to admire the view...the small skinless appendage was so red and swollen that he wondered how such women were created in this world like this Sex-Goddess. 

Her entire pussy was now drenched and exposed, her pubic hair no longer obstructed her vagina and vaginal lips, a combination of fair and pink skin, all over...with a pale darker shade of pink skin around her swollen pussy lips. The most shocking thing for him was, her vaginal lips were a darker shade of pink, reddish purple, not at all like any women he ever tasted or fucked. 

For a moment, Khurram thought of what a wimp Sanjoth was, when he had such an exotic piece of female anatomy at his free reign, and lusted after other women. If it was him, he would have devoured Tanvi with more than once or twice of animal sex every single day...he chuckled at that ray of thought..."he would not have let her at peace even during her monthly unsafe dates". She was that hot, beautiful, exotic all the way. 

His thoughts broke when he felt the hottest female he ever laid eyes and hands jolting and groaning him.

"Ooooh-mmmmm-nnnnaaaah", Tanvi moaned, and her upper body arched forward, high, as her hips bucked against his mouth. Her hands shot up to hold his head, her long fingers moved all over his large baldness, nothing to grasp, yet she found the back of his head as a leverage. She pressed him down...as if that action would make him suck her cunt properly, and to make his tongue to spread her vaginal lips and enter inside her most protected orifice.

Tanvi's eyes parted open slightly as the expected split did not become a reality. With a mix of confusion, and frustration, a throated moan left her clenched mouth while looking into Khurram's lecherous eyes.

"Tell me, Tanvi, tell me how much you want this, tell me how badly you want me to lick you", his voice was surprisingly soft, but it carried the venomous plan that he carried. 

Tanvi's body shuddered and jolted when her green eyes snapped open. Khurram  had his head buried between her thighs, his hand clutching her ass-cheeks from below, showing her who was in control. At that moment, the only thought recognized was her carnal wish for solace was hardly a centimetre away.

As she remained in her upward-sploot placement with her body severely jerking with sporadic jolts, she felt the hand that was on her ass, a finger, his thick middle-finger, entering between her tightly clenched ass-cheeks. Helpless as she was, her eyes closed automatically when that finger traced down, inside, deep...to touch her extremely filthy hole. 

Khurram, using the tip of his middle-finger, rolled the gooey liquid of her cunt, smothering her anal ring. 

Her hips buckled immediately out of shock, embarrassment...and she jolted hard...and that specific action of her hips made his finger tip to press straight against her tight orifice entrance...the one hole that she never in her life thought would bring such pleasure. 

"Tell me, slut" he asked again, this time, he slapped his tongue scbanging against a throbbing clit, making it engorge and vibrate further more along with another heavy shudder altogether. 

"Mmmmmnfff...mmmm", she muffled her cries, still it came out of her. Her left hand flew out from holding his head and reached her mouth, stopping her...pausing the inevitable response...her eyes fluttered open and close in response to his clit-scbanging tongue that forced her fist to cover her mouth but instead of getting angry at the old man, her hand flew back to clutch his hairless head, once again, pulling him closer, harder. With another muffled whimper, she waited for the taboo pleasure.

Khurram was waiting for this moment. A free reign, as her eyes once again fluttered closed.. 

I... I want it", Tanvi's whimper finally crawled out of her lips. Although she pulled Khurram's head closer to its target, she was confused on what she was asking for, and why she admitted her willingness, despite her deep loathing to the old man.

Khurram grinned silently, as he wanted nothing more from her. He heard what he wanted her to blurt out...what she really wanted. Her confession was more than adequate to move to the next phase.

Moving up a bit more on his knees, Khurram lifted his right hand away from holding her ass.

The moment he left her ass, she whimpered with rage and felt a large vacuum at her anus. The finger that pleasured her dirtiest hole was gone.

Once freeing his finger, it took only a second for him to use his left hand middle-finger to split her pussy into half. Driving his long and thick finger into the velvety depths of her dripping pussy. 

Tanvi felt the invading muscle lodging deep into places that no one ever tried prying into. "Except Dattu"...her subconscious brought back the night when the low-class milkman punishingly brought her to orgasm with his hands and mouth...but what Khurram doing to her now was very much unlike that...a different level of salaciousness. 

"Aaaaaarrgggh...mmmmnnfffff...mmm", a couple of involuntary groans were the response that Tanvi gave away. Her eyes remained clamped with her brain helplessly trying to come to terms with what was happening inside her poor pussy. She wanted to cry, she wanted to scream at him, she wanted him to crush his mouth on her cunt, she wanted him to suck her into eruption, yet she failed to do anything except holding his head, like a last resort for some leverage. 

Between pummeling his finger in and out of her hairy cunt, Khurram took a moment to admire the way her soaked sex glistened and looked like it was begging for more attention. Her pussy lips were pressed and clamped tightly over his invading finger, as if silently begging him to tear it completely. 

"You want what, Tanvi? Tell me, what you want from me", Khurram moved forward to reach her ears once again with another whisper. 

Without waiting for another second, her answer came out. "I...I...I want to cum...please...I want...to...cu...mmm", she pleaded with utmost sincerity. 

As she shamelessly admitted it, a silent thought made her entire body to shudder, the very image of how it could feel if he had two of his fingers inside her, one in her cunt as it was, and another of his finger inside that wretched anal hole which gave her an inhuman pleasure for the brief moments when Khurram rolled his finger over her tight anal entrance.

Her head got immersed with the dirtiest images of how it would look, and how it would feel, having two digits, one inside her cunt and other inside her rectum...the dream she had...the night after Dattu pleasured her at Basti, with hundreds of Khurram and hundreds of Dattu, fucking her from top and below, filling both her holes, making her cum a million times, making her scream to reach the end of cosmos, making her go blind with sexual release...pure, animalistic and primal release of what she contained inside her woman-hole...

"You lied to me earlier, about you not spreading your legs to anyone other than your shitty husband, so, do you want to tell me the truth now?", his questions hit her like swords, penetrating her soul.

"Mmmm...noooo....I...I didn’t...Khurraaaamjiiii...pleeeeeese", her eyes lost the last degree of power it had to open and face him, and she lied once again, because her pussy wanted it's release, at any cost. She was so sure that if Khurram stopped what he was doing to her pussy, she would blurt every dark, deep secret she held to her heart. The pressure that he pussy carried was maddening. 

No more questions. No more questions required. In her carnal trance, Tanvi brought his head punishingly towards her face, and opening her mouth wide, plastered her lips against his, locking him into a kiss, thrusting her long tongue into him, twirling as she opened and entered his mouth, her sudden kiss made him freeze, for a moment. 

Tanvi wasn't averted with the fact that she was kissing the same lips, same mouth that was in her pussy a few moments earlier. She was tasting herself...and the pungent smell and vulgar taste of her own pussy didn't worry her...those were the last things that mattered to the woman who was lost to lust...

"No...I won't let you have it easy, you slut, you lied to me, and you deserve punishment", by telling her about it, he pulled away from her kiss, momentarily disorienting her.

With a swift movement of his left hand, he caught her whole ass and hips into a tight grip, and with a loud grunt, pulled her up from the recliner. 

Tanvi couldn't help but gasp loudly as he lifted her like her weight meant nothing to him. All she recognized was his finger remained lodged deep, inside her cunt, and closed her brain to whatever he was doing with her and hoped for the old man to restart churning her insides out.

Khurram stood up on his legs, carrying Tanvi on his left hand, balancing her with his right hand and finger dug deep into her cunt, and turned. Without another second lost, he sat back on the recliner and placed her to half-stand on her legs with botj her feet placed over the two soft, leather arms of the recliner.

"Aaah...uu...fff...Khurramjiiii", Tanvi screamed with all her might when she found where and how she was placed.

She was now made to stand with her legs half-bent and wobbling knees on top of the recliner, the way she stood, she faced the large glass that overlooked the Complex swimming pool and mini-jungle. Anyone...any human...who was out there could see her...it was a sight to behold. A naked Goddess, standing up, looking with straight sight, exposing everything she was supposed to conceal, and seemingly begging to run to her home and take her, she seemed like calling out for help, or worse, she looked like a woman screaming for sex, as she stood on her shaking legs.

The first flick from Khurram's tongue on her ebbing clit created a tremor that started from that sensitive muscle through her vertebrae and ended into her head and knees, making her legs to wobble like two leaves. She had no option than to spread both her hands to hold the large glass to maintain her balance. 

"Yeah, hold it there", Khurram whispered with another lick to her clit.

Tanvi bit down on her lips terrified that someone or anyone looking at her unit would see her...naked...pitch naked and showing it to the whole world to see.

Without prompt, her head dropped down and a gasp left her when she saw how her breasts hung down, right above the devilish old man's bald head from where his glimmering tongue was lapping her pussy. Her hips jolted to reach closer like greeting his mouth and tongue, desperate for more contact. She felt and saw his thick tongue sliding through her vaginal folds with such slow pace, as if he was tasting a dish. 

Giving absolutely no regard to anyone outside who might see her, Tanvi's parted and spread her legs in a vulgar manner, her knees bent, and opened herself as wide as she could manage, every pretence of protests vanished from her, as Khurram swirled his tongue over her quivering nubbin and injected her cunt hole with his fingers...

"Oh-Shit-he-put-TWO-fingers-in-me", the sound of her voice reverberated inside her head as her cunt got punishingly explored by his middle and index fingers.

In and out...in and out...Khurram moved his two fingers rapidly inside Tanvi's pussy. He deliberately avoided giving her the pleasure of his tongue that he used only to create sudden jolts. He laughed silently.

"You still won't tell me, huh?", he paused and looked up at her contorted face through the two hanging mummeries. 

"I...I...didn't", she whimpered with a broken voice.

"Then, take this", a growl...followed by rapid pull and push of his two fingers in and out of her dripping pussy.

Tanvi felt pain. It wasn't pleasure anymore. 

She couldn't bear it further. She tried to jump, and failed as the soft cushions of the armrest stopped from jolting away. More than that, Khurram held her in place. His hand gruelled her insides. She couldn't believe what was happening. 

When she stole a look outside to the dark night and lit the swimming pool, a slight relief passed inside as there was no one looking at her. But, at the same time, the way Khurram punished her pussy was really suffocating. Her cunt was on fire, it was painful, but she wanted to cum, her release was right there, at it's final edge, about to cross, but instead of pleasuring it out, he was punishing her insides, tearing her soft vaginal wall, the two fingertips scratched against her hardened G-Spot area to create a painful feeling, and it produced the volume of the pussy contents to increase into a devilish one. 

"Khhu...rrrraaaam...jiii....ssstoopppppp", Tanvi cried and shouted at him to stop, but he just looked up at her sobbing and contorted face with his familiar wicked grin as his fingers moved in and out with grudging speed.

Noticing her reactions, Khurram gruelled both his fingers as deep it could go, along with another string lick to her clit, but this time, he flicked it...not once, but multiple, rapid jabs to her engorged skinless tiny muscle that protruding out of it's pink sheath like a mini-penis.

"Oh-God...someone will hear me", despite that thought, Tanvi's knuckles hardened it's hold on his hairless scalp, along with one more, deep, and gluttral cry came from Tanvi as her entire body froze in mid-air, with only her cunt responding, with sporadic release of her squirting orgasm. Her eyes were tightly closed, her lips were bitten, her hands balanced on the glass, her breasts oscillated with nipples brushing against his bald head, and legs shivering and wobbling with every move that Khurram made into her pussy.

Absolute helplessness blanketed over Tanvi. She heaved and gasped with the last of her protests against the one thing that she didn't want to do, yet, deeper from her core, she felt the need rising, "it was exactly what she wanted...or was it?" She rotated her hips, her body burning with need.

"I just love your filthy taste, slut", Khurram grunted between his teeth mixed with an evil laugh. Tanvi's face reddened with shame, her juices were smearing across Khurram's and shuddered with fright when she heard what he said next. He grunted loud with a mild smack on her pussy with his mouth the horrific words came...

Tanvi bucked with fear when she heard his next words....

"From now on, I will take this every day from you, Tanvi"

"That...will...not...haappp...nnn...uuuugh...caann...nnnoot", Khurram divided his fingers back into her sweltering crevice again, making her stop in mid-sentence. He made sure to suffocate her pulsating clit against the flat of his tongue along with his fingers that pushed past all her internal resistance. He gave her a moment to regain a bit of balance before slowly restarting his gruelling of her surrendered pussy.

"Tell me, slut. Tell me that you enjoy what I am doing to you, admit it, and then tell me the truth of your infidelity. That's the only way you can escape, and that is...if you want me to stop...this", Khuuram stopped his hand for a moment and pulled out, almost out...just the two finger tips spreading her vaginal folds.

No reply from Tanvi. She couldn't. She was trembling with her need...to release...with pain...or without. She was fully aware that he pushed her already over the final edge...no options left...

Khurram pushed his fingers inside again, this time with more force added, and once her G-Spot was found, he curled his fingers again, punishing that perfect spot inside her, making her whimper and whine without words. His tongue flicked over her clit at the same time, rapid once again, then with a power move, he dived deeper between her spread legs, his bald head leaving the two hanging nipples alone, and sucked her exposed cunt lips inside his mouth...a long...very long suck...

"Tell me...to who all did you open these legs before, Tanvi? Tell me", he left her pussy and clit away from his once again.

She shook her head in a lost, and weak gesture. Her fingers tightened on his head, and gripped the glass for what was about to come.

"Tell me, slut. Tell me"

"I...I...", she wanted to reply with words hung on her lips, no more battle, her legs bucked as her knees lost their energy. Her grip tightened on his sweaty bald head. She was grinding in mid-air, waiting for his attention.

"Aaaarggh...mmmnnnnffff", Tanvi sniffed as Khurram made a vacuum over her throbbing clitoris with his lips as his fingers dug deep, once again curling and punishing at her G-Spot.

"Oh God, I'm cum...mmmmm", her moans were shameless. Her screech spread inside her home, her entire home, as she looked over the opener area outside, she waa no longer worried about who might see her, catch her, her eyes rolled up, she was at a place of no return, her hips thrusted against his fingers, trying to match what he was doing, the build-up volume inside was more than ready to be released...

"Cum then, slut, cum for me, my slut", Khurram grunted and increased the curling and pushing pace inside her married pussy.

"Khurrraaaamjeeee", she hissed, her hips lifted up and down, thrusted back and forth, she was forcing her cunt to coax and spill out what it held. She whimpered, like a real bitch in heat. 

Her hips jerked as he sucked her clit again, harder this time, and her thighs clamped down on either side of his head. She couldn't stop anymore. Only thought in her head was how good it felt. Pain was there, but it was overridden by her desire.

"Give it to me, you slut. I want to see you let go. I want to taste every drop of nasty cum you have kept inside till now. I want you to remember...that no one will ever...can make you feel this good" 

"Ooooooooh....hmmmm....oooh", she cried and whined. Her fingers dug deep into his round and balded head digging her nails over his scalp. Her body was coiled, every limb steady, in place and wobbling. She felt the nasty pain building, not just between her legs, but inside her head, right at the beginning point of her spinal cord, spreading it's fire through her cheating cunt.

Khurram felt it clearly. He flattened his tongue and flicked faster, ready to deliver the biggest orgasm of her life.

A final flick!

A final curl, and pull...with a final push!

That did it!

"Oh-Gaaaaaaaawd-ooh-mmmm", she screeched with all her voice..."Daaa'me!!", she heard her real Japanese voice crying inside her head along with her bone-shattering scream that came out of her lungs.

Along with that screech, Tanvi's entire body arched forward, in an obtuse angle, curved from head to toe, with her entire body spasming over Khurram's hands and her pussy plastered onto the old man's face. If there was anyone outside, in the open area, would've heard her, seen her. Her eyes went black. Her thighs clamped around Khurram's thick head, trapping his face, as her hips bucked uncontrollably. Her hands slid from the window-glass to clutch his head, like she was about to fall any moment.

"Spuuurrrt...splllaatterr....splluurrtt", her cunt lips contorted and expanded over his fingers as it released the broth inside it.

"Mmmmmm", Tanvi whined, totally incoherent, muffling it by biting her bicep. She couldn't believe what was happening to her pussy. Before she could chastise herself, without leaving another moment for her to breathe, Khurram sucked on her quavering clit, making her buck against his face.

"Mmmmmmm", she grunted, with one of her hands moving down to clutch the old man's bald head in place. She looked outside, and a ray of relief passed when she realized there was no one outside, still... yet, a part of her wanted to be caught.

Khurram never stopped. He kept working inside her cunt, riding out every pulse, licking and sucking her through the waves until her body sagged limp in the chair. Her legs twitched with aftershocks, her breath stuttered out of her lungs in shallow pants. Her head lolled to the side, hair stuck to her damp forehead.

Her squirts weren't much, but it was heavy, and more than enough to make Khurram feel better. He was delivering the punishment that she deserved. Her slightly gooey liquid fell onto his lap and smothered the recliner. Once he noticed that there wasn't any cum left in her, he looked up at her.

Tanvi, realizing the end of her ordeal, opened her eyes and with her head hung down, she met the loathsome old man looking straight into her green eyes. Her face reddened with utter shame from the realizing what she did to herself. 

She opened her mouth to say something, and gasped instead. 

Khurram moved her again like she had no weight, lifting her by holding her legs from below, in a swift move, he held her through her underthighs, and turned her again, back to recliner, placing her horizontally, her head crushed against it's backrest, and back rested on the large seating, with her legs at ninety degree, wide spread, and ankles resting on his two shoulders.

Once again, she was in upward-sploot position.

Legs wide-spread.

Obscene to core.

Blinking her eyes to remove the foggy tears, Tanvi looked up.

An immediate cry came out of her.

"No...NOOO...KHURRAMJII...NOO...I DON'T WANT THIS...NOOO", Tanvi tried to use her hands and push herself up, and failed, she fell back on the seat where she was held.

Khurram held his cock, hardened to diamond, in all it's rock-structure, pointed at her pussy.

Nothing to protect her.

No one to protect her.

The smug look on Khurram's face sent her into a fright mode with tremors of jolts with fear. But she failed to notice his eyes, what it read, what he was telling her silently,  because her body, her pussy, her entire nerve system was still trying to recover from what she released a few seconds earlier.

Her arms shook when she tried to sit up straight in the recliner, trying to bring her legs together from where he held.

It was a futile attempt. She couldn't find enough energy left in her body to fight back.

"What...what are you doing...NOO!", she looked down where their joints were about to combine. His oversized cock, stood perpendicular in direct-line to her spread pussy, her wet and soaked pussy that was still reeling from it's punishing ordeal.

A look at him, into his eyes.

That was all it took for Tanvi to realize what was about to happen next. She recoiled and tried to push up, again she failed.

Khurram had her pinned.

Holding her exactly where he wanted her.

"If you tell me right now to whom you spread these hot legs, I will stop", he growled as his chin and face glimmered with her fluids.

"I...didn't...please...understand...we already did many bad things...I don't want this...you are banging meee", she screeched with tears falling out.

"Liar!", with a grunt, Khurram thrust his hips forward. The bulbous and blood engorged and dark-brownish purple of his penis-head hit her drenched pussy, hitting straight at it's mark...his penis-slit went and smashed against her clenched woman-hole.

Tanvi jolted up when her vaginal petals felt the shove from the slick and girthy end of his rod, covering her slit completely...ready to split any moment. 

Her life as a dutiful wife...a mother...to be forgotten any moment...

"Khurramji...please...please...I beg you...I will do anything for you...but, please stop...I already did everything you wanted...this is not what you said...I don't...I don't want this...please, Khurramji", she cried her heart out...but for some reason, her legs widened a little...it was slight movement, but both of them noticed it.

She wanted it!

But she couldn't admit it loudly!

[masti.bhai]

Finest erotica

[Aavesh9]

Finest erotica

Was about to log-off...

Absolute finest...can't get enough of this...I will be up with next shortly Sir!

[Aavesh9]

Chapter-69:


Khurram had her pinned.
 
Holding her exactly where he wanted her.
 
"If you tell me right now to whom you spread these hot legs, I will stop", he growled as his chin and face glimmered with her fluids.
 
"I...didn't...please...understand...we already did many bad things...I don't want this...you are tearing meee", she screeched with tears falling out.
 
"Liar!", with a grunt, Khurram thrust his hips forward. The bulbous and blood engorged and dark-brownish purple of his penis-head hit her drenched pussy, hitting straight at it's mark...his penis-slit went and smashed against her clenched woman-hole.
 
Tanvi jolted up when her vaginal petals felt the shove from the slick and girthy end of his rod, covering her slit completely...ready to split any moment. 
 
Her life as a dutiful wife...a mother...to be forgotten any moment...
 
"Khurramji...please...please...I beg you...I will do anything for you...but, please stop...I already did everything you wanted...this is not what you said...I don't...I don't want this...please, Khurramji", she cried her heart out...but for some reason, her legs widened a little...it was slight movement, but both of them noticed it.
 
She wanted it!
 
But she couldn't admit it loudly!
 
 
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"Fucking bitch, you did me everything? You will know what it means 'everything' now, bloody slut. Your filthy pussy is asking for it...look", Khurram was angry beyond words and he nodded her to look down.
 
Tanvi blinked first, then her expression changed into horror. Not scared, pure horror...of looking at her reality!
 
Her vaginal lips had expanded and was about to cover over his penis girth...with a clear vision, she saw her glistening and cleaned pussy lips spread over his cock-head, half of it's tip was not visible…it was partially...inside her!!!

Unknown to her conscious mind, her body succumbed to it's need to take upperhand and controlled her completely, making her pussy to grapple over the one thing that it knew would provide what it was desperate for, all her life waiting for that inevitable moment.
 
Khurram grinned with an evil twist on his lips at her with a knowing look. 
 
"You want this, yes? It's not me who's banging you, slut...if you still haven't registered it yet, it is you...YOU...it is the whore in your cunt that is banging yourself", he barked at her, but she wasn't paying attention to him. 

Her focus was elsewhere. Her eyes were glued to their co-jointed area.

A moment passed, Khurram saw her face changing it's expression with remorse, anger and unwillingness returning back. 

"Please, Khurramji, whatever you said is right, but please, don't do this...I will give you everything that you ask for the rest of my life, I will be yours...please don't do this...please", she pleaded with all her innocence. Her sweat covered breasts heaved up and down, giving him the view of a woman who just wanted to get fucked...

"You asked for this, woman", with that statement, Khurram made a hard shove, straight, his angle in perfect line to her drenched and inviting pussy.

“You can’t...you shouldn't...”, Tanvi tried to argue, feeling utterly helpless in his powerful clutch...or rather her pussy's clutch on him. The forbidden friction between their genitals felt so wickedly pleasuring her silently, and her body craved more.

“Can’t what? Do this?” He thrust his hips ever so slightly forward and his thick head prodded against her tight entrance, threatening to break the final seal.

“NO!”, Tanvi shouted at Khurram but her mind was racing with scared yelps. "Is it really about to happen? Would this huge thing stretch me open?", those very thoughts had bombarded her mind for some time already since the ordeal started, and she realized it was on the brink of becoming a reality. 

With a sudden change of pace, Khurram's large hands snaked up her chest, travelling through her abdomen first, making her shiver, and closed over her two breast mounds. 

“Mmm”, she was shocked at her half-moan, half-protest against the devilishly blissful comfort that his meaty palms provided her breasts. Feeling even more powerless than she already was, she writhed against him, unable to move but just enough one jerk that made his cock slip away from where her cunt lips held to slide down...a little bit...few centimetres along her smothered pussy-slit. But his pressure remained the same.
 
“You are going to feel amazing in a second. Just give in. Let me have this", he whispered leaning closer to her face, his wrists slowly massaging her soft breast meat, his tone menacing and appealing.
 
Tanvi whimpered with muffled mewls of repeating 'NO'. But she knew that she was about to be devoured by his python any moment. She was completely at his mercy and her body shook with tremors. Once that realization hit, she would not be able to do anything to stop him. In return to that thought, another shiver ran down her spine. It was something she’d never experienced, despite everything depraved activity she did so far, she never allowed another man to enter her married womanhood. Her flaming red nipples hardened with every passing second. 
 
Her yellowish fair feet dangled at both sides, her gloriously naked skin propelled every ounce of lust that she held inside her...ready...
 
Khurram thrusted his hips mildly against her soft petals. Due to it's smothered wetness, her clamped hole began to stretch against the mammoth-sized penis-head. He looked with increased lust as her vaginal lips started spreading over the engorged circumference of his cock-head. 
 
Tanvi wasn't prepared for it...at all. Despite everything that the vile old man did so far, and even after she mentally recognized the inevitable happening, her face contorted with pain, shame, surrender. 
 
The only pacifying thought she had at that moment was, at least she wasn't the one pushing things further, and thus should not be the one responsible for this downfall. 
 
Her brain knew the logic was deeply flawed, but her body was completely flooded with desire and her mind was not capable of thinking straight. She could feel his fat, monolith head sinking further into her...one centimetre after other...painfully slow...every ounce of his thickness was pronounced and recognized by her brain, and her sinful cunt oozed with lubrication to prepare for the digit that was entering her once protected, married hole.
 
Khurram kept watching her face, her angelic green eyes were clamped shut, her full lips bitten hard to contain the emotions and pain, and her body trembled under him. He tried to soothe her by massaging her breasts inside his hands, carefully avoiding any pressure on her hardened nipples, avoiding it deliberately. 
 
He gave a mild push.
 
A desperate cry came out of Tanvi!
 
Khurram's mushroom tip finally crossed the threshold, and it's head, the monstrous round size, got suddenly buried inside her, it's full girth. Her taut walls enclosed over the intruding shaft...closing on it...gripping it inside...as if her pussy wanted to take more of it...
 
The burn!
 
The pain of her penetration!
 
He was finally rooted inside of her!
 
The shame of her utmost debauchery!
 
Tanvi felt like nothing she had ever experienced till that moment. She braced her hands on the soft armrests for what would come next. Instead of further penetrating though, Khurram went into a different direction, slowly pulling out of her clinging red swollen cunt lips.
 
He groaned quietly to her ear before pushing into her again, taking care to move as slowly as possible to allow her pussy it's own time needed to warm up to his girth. Her warm, gripping cunt felt even tighter than he imagined how it would, and he was determined to enjoy every single second of him breaching her defenses.
 
The feeling from her sensitive cunt walls clamping over his penis-crown was something beyond that he felt with any women that he defiled, and the fact that he was hardly even successful to penetrate his cock-head made him feel more empowered. 
 
Khurram fought the urge to drill into her further, but kept his pace managed with all the control he could muster.
 
Tanvi's entire body was on fire, as if she was burning all over. Sweat came out from every pore.
 
Khurram's careful movements started to break her willpower one by one. Her brain worried more about the need of her pussy driving to get his fat cock fill more of her became unbearable, and without registering it, Tanvi's hips began a rhythmic and involuntarily bucking back at him...towards his crown that was half-pulled out, half inside. He held her in place with unyielding force. Her weak attempts to capture more of him only resulted in a dull feeling of shame inside her head as her lust drowned out the last bit of reluctance she had left in her.
 
Tanvi and Khurram felt the layer of sweat forming and growing all over their bodies as the primal heat generated from their engorged and pulsing genitals became extremely suffocating to both.
 
Khurram maintained the pressure of his cock-head to slip inside her pussy once again. He gasped when felt her cunt lips closing over his girth one more time. This time, it was smoother than the first time, her lubricated walls stretched and screamed at him to stop...but he didn't!
 
The sharp pain from the intrusion made her whimper with a moaning protest, but the pleasure of being split-open overwhelmed her rationale. Her juices coated his shaft head. Khurram made a slow, an excruciatingly slow pull, till the edge of his tip stayed inside her spread cunt lips, her liquid was coated over it. The exposed portion of his cock-head gleaming with her dirty froth. 
 
Khurram thought for a moment about the transformation that Tanvi underwent.
 
Few minutes earlier, she was fighting, begging to stop, and now, the tables turned, being the slut she was, her struggles morphed into a sort of unspoken willingness...to be taken...asking him silently with her moans to give it to her!
 
“Ready for more, bitch?", his voice was menacing this time.
 
Tanvi shuddered at his curse words spat on her, and in reflex, both her hands flew up from the recliner armrests to clutch Khurram's chest. Her hands seemed tiny over his vast upper body. To Khurram, it felt like she was giving him a silent opportunity, an offering...to take her!
 
His hands moved away from her breasts.
 
She was ready. 
 
He knew it was his turn.
 
“Nnggh...nnnoo...mmm…”, Tanvi couldn’t take it anymore. The rational part of her brain reaffirmed how wrong it was to allow a man other than her husband to take her chastity, but the other side...the devious other part of her brain wouldn't stop the images of how much she was going to enjoy the carnal pleasure of the prohibited and suppressed cravings. 
 
At that very moment, when Tanvi held the old man's chest to stop, there was nothing else that mattered...her pussy came to terms with reality. She was well aware of this fact, no matter what she did, what she offered, how much she begged, the wretched old man was hellbound to take what he wanted, with or without her acceptance. Her body shuddered again, and as her eyes closed with resignation, it brought the image of the monstrosity that was about to fill her up.
 
He stayed still, just a moment, allowing her some more time, to ensure she was breathing a bit, and with a loud groan, he pushed his hips forward.
 
"Aaaah...ooooouuuu...mmmm", a shriek, a primal screech, came out from Tanvi's gasping mouth as her feet and toes contorted, her long fingers clenched, her hands pushed back on his chest...hard...to stop...but her cunt got what it was wanted...what it was waiting for...all this while...
 
Tanvi gulped for air, to breath and lessen the suffocation...and pain. 
 
The unbearable pain...the intensity of the burn inside her hole...
 
The thickness, his girth, his length, and the heat of his cock, all of it were unyielding. With that powerful shove, Khurram was able to lodge half of him through her vaginal folds. Her cunt rebelled, and convulsed as it had zero option that covering his giant cock inside it's soft and lathered hole. The spasms that her pussy produced turned into thrilling spikes through his spine. When he looked down, he saw her eyes clamped, with watery tears spilling out slowly, gasping, choking and trying to contain the intrusion inside her most sensitive body part.
 
She coughed, trying hard to catch her breath, using all her force over his chest to push him away, to stop the most pleasurable heat that was inside her, despite her unwillingness to cooperate.
 
Khurram, using his right hand, cupped her chin, making her open her green eyes. It was slow and took deliberate effort for her to focus and look up to meet his gaze. “It’s okay,” he said, in a whisper, warm, not angry, making her melt into his eyes, for a few seconds.
 
Before she could protest, he eased down on her chest, nestling his balded head between the soft and marvellous swell of her breasts. 
 
On instinct, her hands flew away from his chest and held over his head, pulling him closer, as if she was solacing him to sleep over her chest, that hold helped her a bit to brush away the pain she felt inside her violated woman-hole.
 
They lay pressed and compressed to each other, for a few blissful moments. His sweaty bald head held inside her soft palms, with his face firmly placed against the soft cushioning of her cleavage valley.
 
The comforting seconds didn’t last.
 
Tanvi crooned with protest when Khurram lifted his hips back, it was slow, but he pulled. Her tight cunt-lock on his girth made it impossible for her to suppress her painful cries.
 
Khurram slid his face to the left and caught her right breast, not hard, not making her nervous, to slowly pull towards his open mouth. Just like how he gulped and sucked her breasts a few days earlier in her kitchen, he parted his large mouth as wide as he could, and engulfed her entire breast inside his hollow mouth. At the same time, he used his right hand to dive under her upper back, and hooked her shoulder blades to squeeze her against him...hard...into a suffocating embrace of lust.
 
Tanvi failed to breathe. 
 
She forgot everything around her.
 
The pleasure she felt was so enormous that she pulled at his bald head as much as she could, making him suffocate on her left breast. Without failing to notice, Khurram slurped her breast, initially twirling his tongue in circles, all around her soft meat and then circling over her areola, and finally holding her nipple with his teeth and flicked her nubbins...not paced...but with deliberate slow flicks on her raspberry nubbin. 
 
Tanvi couldn't contain that painful but heavenly pleasure, and it came out as muffled whimpers. If his moves on her nipple were slow, his hips moved at an extremely slow pace. He made hardly any thrusts, his girth began it's movement, slower than a snail's pace, but he ensured her body to sync his movements. Each time he flicked and sucked her nipple and breast-meat, he would push his cock into her, with punishingly slow thrust.
 
She tried to ignore the increasing pace of his jabs at her torn pussy. The pain remained, it was subsiding yes, but slow as it rose up each time he pulled and pushed into her. It was comforting her that her cheating pussy was getting wetter with every mild bounce he placed inside it's smothered hole. But again, along with it, her breath strained, each flick on her nipple combined with mild thrust of his hips, slowly made her push her groin back at him, squeezing his shaft tighter. She gasped, panted and heaved on every inhale and exhale. 
 
Then Khurram changed to her right side, gulping her left breast inside his mouth. Through a corner of her slightly open eyes, Tanvi looked at the breast that he left free, and a heavy moan left her. Her entire right side of her chest glimmered with his saliva.
 
Then she felt it...that very sensation of her body starting to accept the old man.
 
Between the smooth moves that Khurram made with his mouth and tongue, he was pushing his cock into her with increased thrusts. Each of his jabs made her feel his thick crown to penetrate further inside...expanding...exploring...widening her hole...it's fat and spherical head hit against her last stop-point. Creating jolts of pain...along with an unknown pleasure that was completely new to the young mother, making her shudder each time he thrusted. Her face flushed with reprobation, and wondered for a moment why the filthy old man wasn't kissing her, as it would give her some comfort. The very thought of them kissing made her face red, and shame, but it came out of her as a deep groan.
 
"Aaaarggghh...mmmm", Tanvi whimpered but it also came out as another gluttral cry. The reason was none other...she came...despite all her unwillingness and meek acceptance, her pussy betrayed her. The flow from her pussy was stopped by his girth, but the pleasure wasn't. Her vaginal walls clamped tight over his cock that was half-way inside along with her upturned ankles contorting to hold Khurram's neck into a vicious grip. Her feet swayed without any balance in mid-air along with her beautifully crafted toes curling and uncurling to contain that evil pleasure, trying it's best to stop her pussy from overtaking the last bit of defiance she held in her heart.
 
Khurram held her tight, his sucking on her breasts were not slow as earlier. It had turned into a ferocity oscillating between both her nipples, munching, chewing, churning, twisting with his lips and tongue.
 
Tanvi saw her upturned yellow heels wobbling in sync with her vaginal secretions. The view seemed surreal. Her fair, hairless legs and her yellowish orange soles wobbling feet against the dark brown giant, an extreme contradiction of skin-tones. A vision of her anatomical difference with the one that trapped her underneath made her cunt spew more of what it contained inside. She  struggled to catch her breath. 
 
Her face was flushed, not just from exertion,  embarrassment visible all over her, mixed with disgust and a trace of anger...at her body's betrayal. But the fact that her remained glued at their groins remained, to her utter disbelief, Khurram's penis was inside her, more than half of it's length...her shock turned into horror finding it hard to believe that such a large thing was inside her...to an unbelievable length..."so much more", an inhuman voice within her head made her shudder, once again.
 
Khurram gave her more than a minute to rewind and refocus. Once he saw her breaths becoming softer, he released her from his grip. When she felt the comforting size of his body getting away from her clutches, Tanvi opened her eyes, with an unspoken question...
 
"You ready to tell me now, bitch?",
 
"Huh, noo...no Khurramji...I didn’t...I didn’t...you know I didn't", her tears came out, once again as she gasped for breath.
 
"Alright, if you are so adamant, then I think it's time for you to show your real color"
 
Tanvi looked up at him, still her ankles spread on his two shoulders.
 
"Let's see how you enjoy the outdoors...you love it, don't you, slut?", he grunted and using his large arms, he moved through her sides, and caught her shoulders from both sides.
 
With a loud grunt, he stood up, on his legs, to his full height.
 
She was completely unprepared for it.
 
She hardly even thought of such a possibility. 
 
The air inside her chest left her into a vacuum of shock, surprise and shame of absolute vulnerability...total helplessness took over her sanity...
 
Tanvi was hoisted up by Khurram in mid-air.
 
Her body was folded into two.
 
The contortion of her lithe body was an impossible one even to her wildest imagination to be a reality...yet, it was.
 
She hung plastered against the sweaty, naked brown giant of a man who seemed hardly even bothered about her weight.
 
She was suspended against him with the only thing that she detected...his penis was buried inside her hole and the pain a blissful yet criminal reminder of her violated chastity.
 
His arms held at her shoulders, and that angle forced her ass-cheeks to spread wide...wider than ever...her pussy spread further to it's widest...her asshole expanded and gaped obscenely below her...every muscle in her body screamed with pain...only because she being an athlete, she didn't had muscle spasms...the rest of her limbs...both the animals in heat stood compressed against each other. 
 
Now, as he stood, her absolute naked back was shown to the world, whoever might be looking at her apartment.
 
With a muffle of protest, her head hit on his neck with absolute shame and embarrassment. She realized that during those moments, her pussy had slipped a bit more onto the wretched old man's penis, taking it's girth a bit more inside her.
 
The pain blinded her.
 
The pleasure suffocated her.
 
The burn inside her pussy never left, instead it's intensity multiplied hundred fold.
 
She didn't realize it, till she heard the sound of her house-grille being opened.
 
"WHAT! NOO...NO! KHURRAMJII...NOO!!!", Tanvi used all her might to jump free from his clasp. 
 
She recoiled when she realized what he was about to do.
 
He was taking her outside her home!
 
She was peeled-raw and naked!
 
The couple was folded into a primitive dancing embrace!
 
They were on the small veranda outside her home, the same place where she sucked Dattu in his sleep, at the very same place where Sanjoth and Safiya had sex. Between her struggle, she realized with a relief that the corridor was dark, the light came out from her slightly open door, the rest, silent and still, no one around.
 
And the worse, she was still hung in mid-air, balanced by the vile old man, grinning from ear to ear at her misery, and adding the fact that, her cunt sank another inch down on his wretchedly thick cock, making her wince with pain, and shudder with pleasure.
 
She was exposed to the core.
 
Now, without any remote chance of help.
 
Absolutely exposed to her entirety, in all it's vulgarity, to whole world to see her having sex, being fucked, or rather she fucking another man other than her husband.
 
"Khurramji, pleeease, I beg you...you took my everything, I beg you to stop, I will do anything but take me from here, pleeeeese", she cried and tears smothered his neck.
 
"Well, you like being on display, don't you, slut? You like this...I can feel your damn cunt, bitch, you are not asking to take you away, you are begging to be fucked, like this, outside, for everyone to see you, fucking me...a man who is not your husband...you want to show everyone how much of a slut you really are, don't you, bitch?", he growled back as he pulled her up a bit, and brought her down in one swift motion of his arms.
 
His curses didn't go inside her head.
 
Tanvi shuddered as her cunt loosened a bit and then tightened over his girth, again. Deep inside she knew that he was telling the truth. Her carnally depraved subconscious literally made her cunt clench and unclench on his shaft, making it a fact...an unspoken fact of truth.
 
"Bitch", Khurram grunted between his teeth and walked a bit forward and slowly sat on the steps that went upto his apartment. 
 
With tears smoking her eyes, Tanvi looked sideways, the steps that went down to the parking lot, where the Auto brought her kids daily, where Dattu brought milk everyday, and then behind her, another set of steps descended to the mini-jungle, to the running trail that she ran everyday, opening to the very same area where a turn sideways opened to Mehta's apartment.
 
Tanvi shivered with humiliated embarrassment and helpless pleasure when she felt her feet touching the steps as Khurram sat on his ass. The cold cement at her feet sent her into another set of shudders.
 
"Move it, slut. If you are good enough, then I will take you inside. Otherwise, anyone...listen to me properly, anyone walking in will hear you and catch you fucking me. I have nothing to lose, if you feel the same, then be here. If you want me to take you inside, fuck me as I like...you know me well", he kept holding her legs through her under-thighs with his two large palms spreading her ass-cheeks, wide, to a point that she felt he was about to split her into two.
 
She was fully aware a while ago about her trapped situation. There was nothing or no one to turn to for help.
 
Using her last bit of energy, Tanvi pushed down on her feet, and lifted herself up...sliding herself up from where she was firmly placed on Khurram's lap. Her throat went dry and before her throat could release the painful whimper, she felt herself sitting back, gliding down, on his slippery thing, it was her own body-weight that forced her actions.
 
"Arrrggh, YESS", Khurram grunted loudly as he held her ass spread and wide, as much as he could to ensure the motion of her body helped him to penetrate more of her.
 
Tanvi couldn’t help anything. She knew it was a lost case. Though she reeled with the exposure, she didn't want to get caught. Without prompting, she caught his face into a tight grip, and slanting her head to side, opened her mouth wide, and clamped it on his slightly spread lips...into a kiss...a carnal...a viciously animal kiss.
 
Khurram, though expected it to happen, didn't think that the young mother would cave in so quickly. He returned her kiss, with equal vigor. He, himself was shocked that Tanvi didn't sprang away from him when he took her outside. It was a test, and she surpassed all his guesses. From what he gathered so far, he had seen the mobile photo of a fair bodied woman running naked in the Complex a few months earlier and guessed it to be Tanvi. When he made her strip at the gym to take some liberties, he guessed the naked streak that she held, but never in his wildest dream did he thought she would turn into a wild-cat by witnessing how she kissed him. 
 
The odd couple were literally in heat.
 
Tanvi couldn’t stop pulling her long and lizard-like tongue out from Khurram's mouth as he pulled and pushed her to bounce on his shaft. It was slow, but the effect was there. Her feet helped to make every bounce count. Each time she dropped down, her cunt tried to take more of his length inside her. 
 
Despite all her tries, she couldn't stop her body, her pussy from stopping to respond...
 
Tanvi grunted into the old man's mouth with added frustration of disappointment. Swearing silently between their combined moans and whines, Tanvi fumbled her body over his froth coated shaft and the way it was pointed straight and angled directly into her hole made her suffocate and unable to breathe properly. She clamped her legs around Khurram's naked waistline, adding more friction, creating more stress, and finally she felt that she was answering the wild call of her sinning pussy.
 
Suddenly, Tanvi pulled away from the kiss. Her bounces ceased into nothingness.
 
Khurram looked at her with a silent question and saw her lips twitching.
 
"Take me from here", a straight request...her bottom lip was bitten. 
 
"Kiss me again", Khurram growled back.
 
Tanvi didn’t wait for a second. Her lips crushed against his large lips, slobbering him once again. 
 
She crooned at the old man, when she felt him lifting her one more time, turning back, he took the next steps...forward...upstairs...
 
She trembled as goosebumps filled her entire body...with anticipation...he was taking her to his home...to his bedroom...to fulfill what she wanted...
 
A distressed whimper of contentment came out of her throat when she heard the voice in her head hollering her pussy's glee by knowing that the bulge she set her eyes the moment she saw underneath the newspaper...the very day she stole a glance on his mammoth manhood...she was going to get it...
 
She thought that cold lizards were creeping from both of her splayed feet that hung at both sides of the brawny old man's hips with every step he took upward...to her destination...
 
It was just like her subconscious imagined and lusted for...without her heart's acknowledgement...

At last!