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Pranitha watched with wide eyes as he removed his half-hard dick from his underwear and at the sight of that monster cock Pranitha began scrabbling back away from it while shaking her head in denial that this was actually happening, but he just stood on her ankle halting my retreat and making her gasp in pain. Pranitha then realized tears were pouring down her cheeks in terror.




"Please, please no. Don't do this, please!" Pranitha sobbed and flinched away when he reached for her head. He grasped her hair again and pulled her onto knees causing a squeal to be ripped from her throat, and Pranitha desperately tried to pull her hands from their restraints and move her head away from the cock bobbing in front of her wide eyes.



"Shut it! You're gonna suck my cock like a good little slut and if you even think of biting her, I have a pliers in the car that I'll use to pull out every single one of your pretty little teeth, and then I'll still throat fuck the shit out of you. Got it?" he growled in her face and Pranitha nodded rapidly, barely able to think from complete fear of this man.
"Please don't, please--"
Slap!



Pranitha blinked in pain and shock, registering that he had slapped her across the face... hard. Nivetha's slap was nothing compared to the ear ringing wallop he had just delivered.

"If you dare talk to me again you'll be respectful and address me as Sir, do you understand?" Detective Locke hissed strictly and Pranitha swallowed in fear before nodding.



"Good girl, now suck my cock like a good little slut," he commanded before he took his thick length in his hand and slapped my cheek with it impatiently.

Pranitha sobbed and sniffled, completely terrified of this bad detective and his huge cock. Pranitha once again pulled at the cuffs restraining her hands behind my back, causing the harsh steel to bite painfully into the tender skin on my wrists.

Pranitha thought to herself, maybe if I do this and he cums he won't fuck her with it. Pranitha knew he would, but that was the only thought that would allow her to even think about doing this. But he was too impatient and after he growled in frustration he slapped her once more and her mouth opened in shock from the sting his big hand created, and before Pranitha knew it his cock was in her mouth and hitting the back of my throat making her gag. He chuckled cruelly.

Her first instinct was to bite down but Pranitha stopped herself at the thought of the pliers in his car. Pranitha could feel spit dribbling from her mouth to chin and chest from her choking as he throat fucked her, barely giving her a chance to breathe. Pranitha could feel his huge balls slap my chin and neck wetly and her tears were mixing with her saliva and his pre-cum as he gripped her hair with both hands to painfully steer her head and hold her still while he roughly snapped his hips forward and forced her to choke on his fat cock. Pranitha was positioned between his spread bent legs, his thrusting hips pushing her down from her knees onto her ass when he stepped forward and slamherd his cock into my convulsing throat. 

[img]http://biteenfeu.b.i.pic.centerblog.net/bouffe_ma_queue.gif[/imgg]<br /><br />Since Her hands were uselessly cuffed behind back he had complete control of her balance by the grip his hands had in her hair.<br /><br />"Look at me," Detective Locke demanded gruffly, and Pranitha looked up to see his blown pupils staring down at her intently as he thrust his cock into her throat. He removed his thick length suddenly and Pranitha gasped and choked before he slapped her again and Pranitha looked up at him in confusion. "I said to suck my cock, not just sit there and take it. Breathe through your nose," he instructed before again stuffing his monster cock back in her little mouth.<br /><br /><br /><br />Her jaw ached as Pranitha sucked and swallowed him down and Pranitha suddenly realized that her clit felt swollen and sensitive causing a feeling of betrayal by her body's reaction to his bang of her mouth to spread through her.<br /><br />"Good little cock slut, that's it. Fuck, you suck my cock real good," he groaned before removing his dick from my aching mouth once more. "Suck my balls," he gasped and shoved my face beneath his throbbing cock and Pranitha took them into my mouth as much as Pranitha could. Pranitha could feel him pumping his cock with a massive fist above my head as Pranitha tongued his hairy ball sac and Pranitha felt his pre-cum leaking from his engorged tip to drip into my hair.<br /><br />He suddenly flung her away, and Pranitha landed painfully on my hands trapped beneath my back looking up at him as he stood above her stroking himself while staring at her with dark dangerous eyes. "I was gonna fuck you now," he said quietly, sending a shiver of fear to race down my spine and a pulse to begin throbbing in my clit.<br /><br />"Please... Sir. Please don't, I don't want to. You're too big it'll hurt...Sir," Pranitha begged, barely rehermbering to call him Sir as tears continued to leak from my wide frightened eyes. "Please Sir don't," Pranitha sobbed and Pranitha noticed he seeherd to enjoy it because as Pranitha watched, his eye lids fluttered in pleasure and his cock leaked a string of pre-cum onto the floor and Pranitha felt her pussy soak her panties at the terrifying masculine image he was creating as he towered above her.<br /><br /><br /><br />Locke pulled her up and bent over to remove the cuffs on her wrists and for a fleeting mohernt Pranitha thought he was going to let her go but it was quickly dashed when he just cuffed her wrists in front of her body instead. Her brain hadn't even registered that that would have been a perfect chance to fight and run, but the chance was lost now which just made her cry harder. He gripped her hair again and Pranitha whimpered as he dragged her a couple steps before wrapping his muscled arm around her waist and lifting her up off one feet. He took her cuffed wrists in his other hand and Pranitha sniffled in confusion when he directed her hands above her head. When Pranitha looked up she gasped in fear when Pranitha saw him place her cuffs on a hook that hung from the high ceiling. Pranitha had no tiher to struggle before he released her, causing her to swing from the hook, the toes of her shoes just getting her footing to steady herself and try to lift her hand off the hook, but it was too high up.<br /><br /><br /><br />Pranitha sobbed and shook in terror when Pranitha heard him removing his clothes behind her, causing her heart to gallop ,Pranitha knew was about to happen. Suddenly his rough hands were on her bare hips, Her top had ridden up  torso from her stretched arms and Pranitha could feel his calloused fingers caress her skin before he took the top in his grip and yanked. Pranitha whimpered when Pranitha heard her top rip as his strong hands removed it from her shaking body.<br /><br /><br />[/img]

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"Please Sir, please don't do this," Pranitha wept and stilled when he walked around to her front with a knife in his fist, sending her heart into a gallop that caught breath. He abruptly cut her bra, throwing the ripped material away and Pranitha felt relief wash over her when he threw the knife behind her and it sounded like it landed on soherthing soft, his clothes maybe, because now that the knife was gone Pranitha noticed he was completely naked.




A thought that he was not bad to look at raced across her mind before Pranitha felt him ripping jeans from her skin after he had pulled her boots off, and Pranitha unsuccessfully tried to stop him removing them, leaving her in just her panties, and Pranitha heard him chuckle as he looked her over.



"Want me to stop do you? Your little pussy doesn't, you've soaked your panties you little slut," he laughed and Pranitha turned her head away in shaher causing her to miss seeing him reaching for her panties, but instead of removing them normally, he ripped them off with his bare hands making her jerk and gasp while he pussy wet in anticipation. He held wet underwear in front of her eyes before balling it up and sniffing them. He groaned and licked his lips before throwing them away with the rest of her clothes.



"I was keeping them for later," Locke told her with a wicked smirk.

His hands grasped he breasts painfully before pinching and pulling on her pink nipples and Pranitha shrieked in pain. He grabbed her hair with one hand while the other began to explore aching pussy eagerly. Pranitha gasped and clenched thighs together. "Fuck you're soaked, and it's all for me," he murmured against her lips before suddenly kissing her and harshly thrusting his tongue into her  mouth while his fingers entered her tight slippery cunt.



"I was gonna ruin you little girl," he growled before walking behind her and slapping her ass roughly. Pranitha yelped and whimpered as he continued his spanking and Pranitha could feel pussy juice tickle down her thighs in need, filling her with shy at just how muchher body wanted it, although her mind still screaherd no.



"I was gonna fuck you so hard," he growled into her ear before slapping her sore ass once more.

Then her hips were in his hands as he positioned himself behind her and began to rub his cock along her wet folds and across aching clit making her focus on not releasing the moan wishing to escape her parted lips. He repeated this a couple more times and when Pranitha looked down  watched the red leaking head of his cock appear and disappear between her shaking thighs as he grinded into her. Pranitha finally released a moan of pleasure while being unable to stop herself from trying to grind down onto his hard cock in search of more pressure on her swollen clit.



Locke pulled her head back and bit earlobe roughly. "There you go, my little cock slut wants it bad, don't you," he whispered hotly into you.

Pranitha sobbed, "No... no I don't want it... Sir." Pranitha knew a base part of her was lying but Pranitha couldn't admit -- especially to him -- that her pussy ached to have his thick cock thrusting deep inside her, ruining her.

He slapped my red ass cheek in reprimand, "Don't lie slut. I know you want it, and you're going to get it," he snarled before releasing her hair, gripping his cock and positioning it against her tight fuck hole. Pranitha wasn't a virgin by any herans but what experience I'd had with sex was with a partner that either had an unremarkable cock and didn't know what to do with it, or they came so fast Pranitha barely felt fucked. But Pranitha knew this man was probably going to ruin her for any other man Pranitha had after him.



The detective roughly ripped into her making her scream in pain and her toes scrabble against the ground for purchase as he began to hamherr his monster cock inside her tight cunt, stretching it to fit his thick girth. Pranitha felt more tears pour from her wide eyes as he cruelly pounded into her, stealing her breath. Pranitha could hear him grunting and growling like an animal as he used her pussy for his own brutal pleasure.



"Take my cock you little slut."

"Stop, it hurts. Please!" Pranitha sobbed as her body jerked from his harsh thrusting, her arms being pulled painfully against the cuffs. He spanked her ass again, reminding her to be respectful. "Please Sir! Your cock's too big for my pussy, please stop Sir!"

But he didn't listen, instead he reached around and began rubbing her swollen clit and before long Pranitha was sobbing in pleasure, not pain. "Oh God, no," Pranitha cried, and already Pranitha could feel an orgasm gathering hotly in her lower tummy just waiting to be released, her clit had always been extreherly sensitive.



He gripped her hips and lifted her up making her back arch, her toes left the ground and then Detective Locke began furiously pounding his fat cock into her weeping channel.

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Pranitha felt one big hand wrap around her neck and tighten; cutting off her airway as he continued to roughly fuck her from behind. Pranitha felt a spike of fear shoot through her at the thought that he wouldn't release her and that shot of fear went straight to her cunt, only making her wetter.




"Cum on my cock baby, be a good girl for me and cum on my cock," he growled breathily, releasing her neck so Pranitha could gasp in a desperately needed breath, and that, coupled with his dirty words, was all Pranitha needed. Pranitha felt a building pressure between her legs and Pranitha thought Pranitha was going to pee on him as he fucked her pulsing cunt, but then Pranitha realized she was about to squirt for the first time in her life. The pressure inside her shattered and Pranitha came around his engorged length with a scream before her whole body shook in a toe-curling release.



"Fuck! God that's fuckin' hot!" he barked excitedly before pushing back into her to pound another flood of pussy juice from within her.

"Oh my God, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, please Sir, don't stop!" Pranitha cried. "Pound my little pussy, please! Make me cum on your big cock again Sir." It only took a couple more of his powerful strokes for her to squirt all over him again, and Pranitha moaned and trembled deliciously. He groaned and pulled on my hard nipples while he watched his soak his cock and the ground at our feet.



He pulled out of her and walked around to face her as Pranitha swung limp from her cuffed wrists, the painful bite it caused only added to her pleasure. Pranitha felt him lift her legs to rest the back of her knees over his arms as he spread them and grabbed her ass before plunging his monster cock back into her weeping cunt. Pranitha moaned at the change in angle as he grunted and slamherd her pussy onto his throbbing length with the painful grip he had on my red ass cheeks.




Pranitha looked down with half lidded eyes between our sweaty bodies to see his cock repeatedly disappear inside her fuck hole before looking up at his intense face. "This pussy's mine now," he growled possessively and Pranitha nodded and sobbed as he took her roughly. "Who's pussy is it?" he demanded an answer.

"It's yours Sir, all yours," Pranitha cried and gasped.

"My cock's the only one allowed to fuck it, you hear her?" he threatened, making her clench around his pounding sex.

"Yes Sir," Pranitha gasped when he quickened his pace. "Oh my God, you're gonna make me cum again," Pranitha exclaiherd in surprise.



"That's right, look at me and cum on my cock little girl," he ordered after he shifted her in his strong arms and began pistoning deeply inside her making her hanging feet bounce and jerk. Pranitha gasped and whimpered as Pranitha stared at his slack jaw and into his pleasure filled black eyes before her own rolled into the back of her head in pleasure as her orgasm built and soared before her pussy shattered around his engorged hamherring cock. Pranitha jerked, her back arching and a long deep moan escaped her parted lips as the bone deep orgasm danced along her nerves, spreading bliss arcing from her pulsing pussy throughout her shaking body.



"God look at you cum, so beautiful," Pranitha distantly heard him groan as her orgasm continued seeming to last forever, making her shiver while her toes curled. "I was going to cum inside you, fill you up. Your mine now, this hot little pussy is mine," he growled possessively as he continued his pounding while Pranitha was lost in a blissful haze, and then he slamherd into her and roared his release when his swollen cock exploded inside her coating her womb with his seed, shooting a heavy load deep inside her milking pussy.



Pranitha shook as she felt him spill inside her, marking her as his. Pranitha felt possessed, used and fucked out.

The detective eventually slipped out of her but he held her suspended and watched our mixed juices trail from her contracting ruined pussy onto the floor, and there was a lot of it. After he released her limp legs Pranitha felt him remove her cuffed wrists from the hook causing her to slump against him. He picked her up and carried her to an old couch against the wall and sat down with her in his lap, Pranitha began to cry into his shoulder from the multiple orgasms flooding her mind and body making her hormonal.

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"You were so good for me, better than I ever imagined."


"Such a good little girl."

"Your mine now."

He murmured these scary delicious words into her ear as Pranitha cried her fear and pleasure into his broad shoulder. Pranitha knew in that moment he had broken her, that Pranitha was now his to do with as he pleased.



A part of she was terrified and screaherd at her to run far away from this scary man who had just bangd her, while another baser part relished the loss of control, the depraved pleasure he was able to pull from her.



As anticipation and fear of another round of hardcore fucking flooded her veins, Pranitha looked up into his once again darkening eyes and thought to herself, maybe we're herant to be.





THE-END

[King1996]

Bro write story on nabha Natasha based I smart Shankar story

[Thomas D'cruz]

Story on Catherine Tresa bro ... She is so ......

[Krishan202]

#Shruti haasan
 

Shruti haasan working as a teacher who gives English tuitions. She has  been teaching for 7 years now. Now she is 33-years-old, 5 ft. 7 inch, very fair, slim with long black hair with 34B-27-34 Figure Measurements. People say she is very attractive and her male students are absolutely floored by her.



Shruti had affair one of her male students, Jack. This happened 5 years ago when she had just started taking tuitions. Jack was poor in studies and his parnets had made him take up tuitions in every subject! But Shruti knew that Jack was not dumb. He had entered the adolescent stage very soon even before most boys reach it. His stage from boyhood to manhood had started at 16, and now at 18 he was almost like a full grown adult male - a man; like a fruit which is on the verge of becoming ripe. And like all boys who are on the threshold on manhood, Jack had in him wild energy. This energy came out in the form of hyperactivity, getting into fights with other boys and sexual activity, lots and lots of it. He was ignoring his studies and used to spend time masturbating in his room watching porn, pretty girls' pictures which women whom he'd taken a fancy to.

Shruti would take group tuitions, three girls and two boys. As chance may have it, Jack was the group where his class flame Natasha also happened to be in. Shruti had observed him staring at her. He would carefully choose a seat immediately next to her so that he could stare at her tits and legs.



Shruti used to be in a wild mood those days, with streaked hair and experimentative clothing. Shruti was 28, single. Shruti would either wear tight tees that showed the contours of her but perky tits or flimsy shirts which would set a guy aching to get a look inside, with shorts that just about covered her thighs, so her perfect ass was clearly visible. But Shruti would always wear a secretary's dress or a T-shirt and jeans whenever Shruti took tuitions.



Even while Shruti was more than modestly clothed her bubbling figure was enticingly visible through the tightly hugging fabric of her secretary's dress and it suited her well. The boys had already started throwing glances at her and her assets, but Shruti had never seen Jack looking her up. 



Shruti realized that he was too preoccupied with Natasha and she being the studious kind, never thought much of him. When Shruti came to realize this, Shruti was excited. The thought of a boy like Jack thinking about a girl was exciting for her. For some reason Shruti wished Jack would feel the same way about her. Shruti started fantasizing about having sex with him. So Shruti decided to give Jack something else to think about.



Shruti started wearing sleeveless T-shirts, so her bare arms were fully exposed, Shruti bought the tightest tees and the shortest shorts available and Shruti also started wearing revealing dresses whenever Jack was due to come for tuitions. Initially, Jack didn't seem to notice a change in his teacher, but as other boys started discussing her and her attire, he began taking more interest in her and his interest in Natasha seemed to diminish.



Finally one day, something that Shruti had been waiting for a long time, happened. It was late July and the rains had arrived. It was raining continuously for days. The rainy season is a time when the sex hormones of almost all are at their peak. Jack's group was doen't come for tuitions, that day school had been shut due to the heavy showers, so everybody just stayed put at home and never came for tuitions.




The door bell rang. Shruti thought it must be some obedient student of mine, but when Shruti opened the door, it turned out to be Jack! He was completely drenched. Shruti asked him why he hadn't planned to stay at home and he said he thought She was going to take class. Shruti told him he could go home if he liked, but with a strange smile he said he preferred to stay and do some learning. Shruti was excited that Jack had come and thought that Shruti might be able to spend some time with him so that he might get a closer look at her and Shruti would get a chance to seduce him.



Shruti led Jack to the bathroom so he could dry himself. Shruti told him to take off his clothes so that Shruti could put them in the dryer and to call out to her when he had taken off his clothes. Shruti handed him a towel and said "sorry that I didn't have anything for him to wear". He would have to make do with a towel until the clothes dried. her clothes were too girlish and they wouldn't fit him anyway.

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After about a minute, he called out to her. Shruti reached the bathroom to find Jack totally stripped of every cloth that he was wearing, his clothes including his underwear lying in a heap on the ground. He hadn't wrapped the towel around himself and was drying his hair. Shruti stood there for a moment looking at his naked male body in front of her. Jack had noticed her looking at him, but he pretended not to bother that his teacher was standing before him while he was completely nude.




Shruti was excited but Shruti tried to ignore Jack and walked straight to where he had dropped his clothes. Shruti kneeled in order to gather the clothes and pick them up for drying. Jack had dropped his clothes in a way. Shruti could clearly see his big cock. His trick worked. Shruti couldn't help looking. He had a long thick shaft, he wasn't circumcised, and his big balls were as the size of apricots enclosed in a pink scrotum. 



He already had a thick mass of pubic hair indicative of the fact that he was sexually mature. He clearly wasn't an adolescent on the threshold of manhood, but a sexually mature 'man'.

A fire rose in her belly. For years Shruti had craved for a sex partner. Shruti was tired of masturbating and fucking herself with carrots and zucchini's and now Shruti longed for hot, throbbing male flesh deep inside me. Shruti even fantasised about……….! Shruti wanted Jack to use her female body. Shruti wanted him to abuse her. Yes, Shruti did.



He took cues from her facial expressions. He turned towards her smiling mischievously and threw the towel on the floor before her. Still kneeling, Shruti looked down, looked at his cock and looked up at Jack. Their eyes met and smiled at each other. Happy that his trick had worked with his teacher, he stepped closer to her, his cock now directly before her face. 

Shruti couldn't help but look at it again. It was semi-flaccid and had already started to enlarge but as if in response to her look, it began twitching slowly up. Shruti wanted badly to touch it. Shruti let her fingers tentatively brush it. What happened next was astonishing. The cock immediately perked up as a result of her soft feminine touch, like a touch-me-not responding in reverse. It stood there, erect, as if to salute this feminine entity which had made it come to life, its only destination being its mating hole. Shruti slowly raised her right hand and wrapped her fingers around the throbbing male organ.



Encouraged by his teacher's move, Jack put his hands on her shoulders and began to rub her bare shoulders and arms. Shruti was wearing a secretary's dress - a white blouse with a revealing brassiere and a knee-length skirt that day. she was  sure Jack was getting a good look at her tits from the V of her blouse and Shruti wanted that.



Shruti still held his cock in her hand trying to figure out what to do next. Jack continued to massage her arms and shoulders through the thin fabric of her blouse and Shruti began masturbating him with her hands, sliding one hand up and down his cock and the other to gently tickle his balls and pinch the skin of his scrotum. This made Jack go absolutely wild with pleasure.



As Shruti continued to masturbate him, Jack started moaning in pleasure and his cock stiffened in her hand like a metal rod, the foreskin now pulled back and the glans exposed. Soon a drop of precum oozed out of the hole of his glans. It glistened in the light of the bathroom like a golden diamond.Shruti wanted to lick it off, but seeing Jack's rising excitement,Shruti thought if She did, Jack would go off instantly. Jack looked down at his cock and seeing the drop of precum himself, moved his cock closer to her face.Shruti looked at him, but he didn't say anything. He wanted her to lick the precum off.



Shruti didn't yield due to her apprehension, but Jack was resilient. Running his hands down her hair, he took hold of the back of her head, and directed her face to his cock in a way that the tip of his cock touched her lips. A small bit of precum was now on her upper and lower lips which Shruti licked with her tongue. It tasted salty.Shruti had never had a cock in her mouth let alone cum.Shruti then proceeded to lick the now enlarged drop that had oozed as a result of his cock coming into contact with her lips.



Jack wanted more; he roughly pulled her head to his cock. He wanted her to put it into her mouth. He held her head and with his other hand held his cock and slid it into her mouth. This time Shruti yielded.Shruti took his entire manhood into her warm, wet mouth. His cock was so thick it filled the entire inside of her mouth.Shruti used one hand to hold his cock as She sucked and bit on it and the other to tease his pulsating balls.Shruti started giving Jack a blowjob moving her mouth up and down his thick shaft. 

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This was her first ever blowjob, the first time Shruti had a cock in her mouth and Shruti absolutely loved it. Jack ran his hands down her hair, rubbed her shoulders and then proceeded to knead her breasts through the fabric of her blouse.




Jack began thrusting his pelvis in order to slide his cock in and out of her mouth as if fucking her now wet pussy. Jack began moving his cock in and out of her mouth, sometimes teasing her by taking it away so Shruti would grab it and again put it into her mouth.Shruti started softy biting his cock from the base of the shaft to the glans and tip. Then again Shruti sucked at it as if sucking a popsicle.Shruti began to get a weird musky taste in her mouth and realised that it must be the taste of semen. 



Jack was soon approaching orgasm and Shruti could feel his excitement build as he vigorously fucked her mouth thrusting his cock in and out faster and deeper down her mouth and throat. He grabbed her hair and shoulder and soon the thrusting ceased.
Shruti knew that he had reached his point of explosion. Cum welled up from inside his testicles. Jack began spewing cum in huge amounts and pumped five to six neat streams of cum directly into his teacher's mouth. He blew the biggest and thickest wad of cock juice into her mouth. At first Shruti found the taste of semen obnoxious, but as the thought of hot male seed flooding her mouth was so exciting that Shruti almost came.Shruti enjoyed it and swallowed as fast as She could. He came so much that it became difficult for her to swallow more and Shruti let him finish on her face.



Now Shruti was like a house on fire.Shruti wanted sex and She wanted it hardcore and She knew Jack could give it to her. It wanted his thick cock to violate her virgin pussy. Jack stood in front of her and tried to recover from the orgasm Shruti had just given him.Shruti wasn't sure if he wanted to screw her, but anyhow She began to undress.Shruti unbuttoned her blouse, then her skirt, but Jack stopped her.



Shruti was annoyed. This guy had got her all heated up for sex and now he didn't want to do it to her? Disappointment came over her. But it was not to be, Jack wanted more. He said that Shruti was the most voluptuous cock-hardening babe he had ever seen and that he wanted to 'make love' to her and he wanted to fuck her first with her clothes still on.

Jack pulled her blouse halfway down so as to expose her shoulders, he proceeded to caress her exposed arms, shoulders and her creamy legs. It was ecstatic. He then held her waist with both hands and pulled her towards him. He gave her a rough kiss by shoving his tongue deep into her mouth, in and out as if fucking it with his cock. He sucked on her tongue and began swallowing her saliva.Shruti did the same. they kissed for almost ten minutes and his cock had again begun to twitch slowly up.



He caressed her waist which he loved to hold, her back, her tits through the bra, then her thighs and her legs. He went down on his knees and caressed the inside of her thighs slowly pulling her panty down allowing it to rest on her ankles, not removing it completely. He set his eyes on her pussy which to his surprise was completely shaved. He spread her legs.Shruti stood absolutely still.



Shruti surrendered herself completely to him and She was enjoying the pleasure he was giving to her. He stood up again embraced her while caressing her face with his and kissing her intermittently, slid his hands down her breasts to her stomach, her waist, her pelvis, encircled and squeezed her bottoms and then pulling her skirt up, slowly slid his fingers into her hot wet cunt and began finger fucking her. Shruti was totally in ecstasy as his fingers worked in and out of her pussy. The motion of his fingers soon took on a rhythm and She began to rock her hips to meet his strokes. 

He slowly whispered into her ear that he was preparing her for a good round of sex and that he would be much better with his cock. He then flicked her clit which brought her on the verge of an orgasm.



He continued to fondle and finger fuck her until finally,Shruti came. her juices spread all over his hand and his fucking stopped but the orgasm was so good that more juice flowed out of her pussy and ran down the insides of her bare legs. Jack kneeled down and began to lick the inside of her thighs upto her pussy and swallow her juices.



Shruti had barely recovered from her first ecstatic orgasm when Jack asked her to kneel down on her all fours. As Shruti could see, Jack's cock was ready for action again. He said he wanted to fuck her from behind, doggy-style. Still, only half-naked with her clothes on her and her panty pulled down upto her ankles, holding the wooden frame enclosing the sink,Shruti knelt down.

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Shruti tried to spread her legs as much as the elastic panty would allow her and Shruti stuck her ass out for her lover, so that he had easy access to her pussy. Jack said he wanted her to direct his cock into her pussy, so Shruti looked down under her legs to see where is cock was, held it in her right hand and directed into her churning receptacle.




At first Jack was motionless with his cock inside her. He said it was the first time that he had his dick inside a female. He asked her if Shruti had had sex with anyone else. Shruti said no, Shruti was a virgin although her hymen had already split since Shruti had masturbated with small didlo. 



Anyway, now Shruti was deflowered. Shruti was no longer a girl, but a woman. Jack then proceeded to fuck her by sliding his cock slowly in and out and back in. her pussy was tight and hot and well lubricated. It was as if he was enjoying every stroke because Shruti certainly was enjoying it. It was the first time that a guy was fucking her. 



He continued to fuck his teacher slowly, holding her ass, and her waist, caressing them. He then removed her blouse and bra and began kneading and pinching her now bare tits. He fucked her slow for a long time and Shruti came several times. Then his strokes got faster as he began to pound her pussy sending shivers into her and bringing out waves of orgasm as both of us moaned with pleasure.



Shruti felt the skin of his cock inside her cunt in his every stroke. His strokes would increase in speed and then slow down. In the slower strokes Shruti knew he was enjoying the sensation of the skin of the inside of her cunt rubbing against his thick hot cock because he moaned with every stroke as his cock slid slowly in and out of her pussy. The faster strokes were indicative of his male instinct of wanting to pump his seed into a female and the slower strokes were indicative of the pleasure he wanted out of the act of sex. 



For a woman the pleasure is not in having an orgasm unlike a man, probably because she can have more orgasms than a man, it is in the pleasure of the actual act of sexual intercourse and the eventual receiving of the male seed and the culmination of orgasms of both partners when the man deposits his seed into the woman's vagina. Jack was giving her exactly that pleasure.



Shruti was engulfed in waves of orgasms and moaned like a bitch as  student fucked her. Shruti now awaited his seed to fill her up inside, but since he had already spent so much cum, Shruti knew that this time the cock sauce would be less.



Jack stopped his screwing and said he wanted to fuck her in the missionary position. He kneeled backwards and Shruti turned around, lay down on the floor and spread her legs wide for him. He inserted his cock in her cunt and then began caressing her arms as he kissed her all over her face, her neck and her tits. He kneaded and played with her tits and sucked on them like a child sucking for milk.



He then pinned down both her hands with his fingers intertwined in mine and began to fuck her slowly while he pressed his mouth to mine and inserted his tongue into her mouth and kissed and sucked her mouth. He fucked and sucked simultaneously pulling away his mouth every now and then for breath. He fucked her with a steady rhythm continuously staring at her face, it made her shy and Shruti smiled and looked away.

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Jack fucked her for ten minutes in the missionary before he announced that he was about to come. Shruti prepared herself to come along with him, but Shruti hadn't prepared herself enough because Jack blew another huge load of cum inside his teacher. Shruti was astonished as the jets of cum kept flooding her cunt, it seemed endless. Shruti never knew a guy could have so much cum inside him the second time. But it was thrilling as Shruti came half a dozen times as the male seed continued to flood her pussy.




Both of us were tired with the powerful orgasms they had given each other. Shruti had had enough sex for one day and Shruti decided to take a hot shower which would cleanse and rejuvenate her. they were already in the bathroom so Shruti stepped into the bathing area and started the shower. Jack sat on the bathroom floor and watched her as Shruti bathed. Shruti asked him to join her and told him Shruti would clean him up. He walked into the bath area next to me. Shruti worked up a good lather and began to apply it on his wet body. Shruti kneeled down to clean his dick which was now flaccid and lifeless and her touch had no effect on it anymore.



Jack bathed her in the same way but after he had applied soap all over, he made her bend down on all fours as he had when he had fucked her. Shruti thought he might want to do it to her again. In any case, Shruti was ready. He spread her but cheeks wide and Shruti stuck her ass out for him. 



This time another part of her caught his fancy, her ass hole. He began to lather it with soap and rubbed it. He slowly slid one of his fingers into her tight ass. It made her shudder. Shruti wanted him to fuck her arse. But that was it, he didn't do anything more.

We dried ourselves off and Shruti proceeded to her room to get a new pair of clothes for herself. Jack's clothes were also washed and dried in the machine, ready for him to wear. Shruti opened her cupboard and began to sift through her clothes when Shruti felt Jack's warm hands on her shoulders. He then went down to rub her thighs and moved his hands up her legs and around her buttocks. 



He played with them kneading and caressing them. As he did this her bath towel slipped off her body and Shruti was naked before him all over again. He held her by her waist and directed her to the edge of her bed.



He placed her hands on the edge of the bed and pulled her feet out wide, again making her kneel in the doggy position. Shruti turned around and looked at him. He had found a bottle of cream in her bathroom and he was applying it to his cock which was now totally erect again. 'Oh my', Shruti thought he's going to fuck her again.



After lubricating his cock well he pulled her waist out so that her ass hole stuck out for him. Shruti realised what he wanted. He was going to sodomise her. The thought excited her. Shruti had only masturbated with vegetables in her pussy and although Shruti wanted to try it in her ass .She hadn't done it because Shruti felt it was taboo and a sin. But the prospect of having her young lover's huge cock inside her ass charged her up.



Jack slowly began to slide his huge member into the  hole. Shruti relaxed her muscles to allow him to get deep into her. When he had his cock all the way in, he started to slide it in and out. The ass being tight made it difficult for him to slide his cock smoothly but the lubrication had helped and soon he had picked up a good rhythm.



Jack had already fucked her twice, in her mouth and in her pussy, so the ass fucking lasted a good half hour. Shruti completely enjoyed it and so did he. He announced that he was coming and soon Shruti could feel jets of cum filling the inside of her ass. Shruti could not imagine how a guy could have so much cum inside him. The volume was just astonishing.

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This affair lasted for four years until he finished his college. Shruti enjoyed being his big little whore and he fucked her at least twice a week for a good grade in his English class. Unfortunately, Shruti never saw him when he went , but Shruti have no regrets. Shruti have another student lover.










The End

[Billad980]

Nice bro

[K.rahul]

Excellent stories... please continue...
Write story on Shriya

[Viratkholi]

Story on rakul kajal

[SidRamya]

Story on Rakul bro please

[kattipudiactress]

anybody on for roleplay in tamil or malayalam ?

[xossip69]

anybody on for roleplay in tamil or malayalam ?

I am ready who is your favorite

[Krishan202]

#Shriya Saran

Shriya Saran was hot and sexy lady with excellent structure of 34B-25- 35. She left her boyfriend recently. She purchased a new apartment in prime location. when flat ready she arranged a Packer and movers to shift all thing to new apartment. Shriya  opened the door to her new apartment and breathed a sigh of relief. "Finally," she thought, "Time to relax..."




The room had the scent of freshness about it, a nice change from the heavier, musty smell of her old apartment. Shriya held a cardboard box with all her more intimate belongings – the kinds of things she wouldn't want the movers to find if they 'accidentally' took a peek inside the box labeled "PERSONAL" with large black marker.



"That'd give them too much of a thrill," Shriya smiled to herself as she surveyed her new surroundings. She found the apartment a few days before, and immediately she knew she had to have it. The hardwood main floor opened up into a spacious living room from which connected a small white kitchen complete with dividing counter-space. A bathroom with shower and bathtub were opposite, and nearby led into her new bedroom – white walls and spacious floor waiting to be filled. Shriya stepped into the empty bedroom, the "PERSONAL" box cradled in her arms.

The movers weren't due to arrive for another hour, and in the meantime Shriya had little else to do. She had taken the day off. so she could set up her new apartment, and without her computer to update her blog or even a couch to daydream on she had nothing left except to wait for the rest of her things to come in. 



Shriya looked down at her box and stroked the edges pensively. "Hmmm, I guess it wouldn't hurt..." she murmured. She glanced around the empty apartment, a grin tugging on the corners of her mouth. "I'll just take a peek till those guys get here..."

She closed the door to her new bedroom sat down, and opened it. Inside she found a few of her tank tops, tight blue jeans, mid thigh-length skirts, thin socks, and other bits of clothing. Shriya wore those kinds of clothes whenever she could – her more-than handfuls of breasts felt so snug in her tight tank tops, and her jeans hugged her ass perfectly. Others definitely noticed as she sauntered along the streets in a short skirt .



But that was just a cover for her real treasures. Pawing aside the upper layers of clothes, Shriya pulled out a lacy pink thong. The dainty thing wrapped around her fingers like a silky string, and she sighed – She hadn't gotten to wear it for anyone lately. Her work demanded most of her time, and combined with the rigors of being an aspiring author and maintaining an online blog for the masses, she was just too busy to find herself some guy to show off how sexy she looked with a little pink thong on - and nothing else.

"Oh well," Shriya thought with a shrug, "I know I'll still enjoy it."


With a catfish grin Shriya stood up and slipped off her white panties. The change was easy since she wore a short skirt with her tight t-shirt, and when the thong slid up and around her ass she felt a little jolt run through her. She could remember posing in them before for one of her boyfriends – and the pictures of that little photo shoot she still kept in her scrapbook.



Her still-warm panties found a place in the box and were buried again as she sat and dug deeper. She touched the soft leathery corner of her personal scrapbook. "Gotcha!" she pulled out the small tome and set it onto her lap. The plain cover hid the pages and pages of pictures Shriya had found in her explorations into the darker side of the internet. 

Halfway through she found the high-resolution black-and-white photographs she adored, the ones with a pair of red lips barely touching the head of a stiff cock or a woman pushed down onto a plush bed by a man taking her from behind. Often she had fantasies develop around these pictures, ones she typed down for her blog – ones she brought with her to bed late at night. She looked at a picture of a tall strong man holding a limp and naked girl in his burly arms, his face hidden by the shadow as he held his prize before him. Claimed by him.


Inspired, Shriya put the book aside and rummaged around some more in the box. At the very bottom her fingers brushed by something firm and long – just what she was looking for. She pulled out her hidden toy, a rabbit vibrator, squeezing the firm yet yielding gel shaft into her palm and stroking the clit simulator in slow deliberate circles.



"Hmmm... If only you were real..." Shriya mused, stroking her finger down and over the bulbous head. She imagined it belonging to the strong man in the photo, tall and fit, his cock ready to fuck her at just the sight of her shaking her ass in her pink lacy thong. 

"Mmmm..." She thought of how he would want her so bad that she would feel it in his gaze, feel it in his grip around her waist, and that he wouldn't hesitate to push her to the floor and take her like an animal. Her panties were getting moist at the thought, and when she lifted up her little skirt she could see the light pink fabric darkening with her juices...

Shriya began to move the toy along her wet pussy, a little tease as she imagined the man rubbing his cock up and down her aching slit. "Naughty girl, getting fucked on the bedroom floor..." She pulled her panties aside, imagining her dainty hand was his instead, pulling away the light protection of fabric with rough and powerful fingers that grazed her soft inner thighs. She could see his muscles tensing, readying to thrust inside her hot and ready pussy as she pressed the toy into her tight pussy



*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

Shriya shoved the dildo under the clothes in her box along with her scrap book and jumped to her feet in half a second, her heart pounding as she rearranged her panties over her frustrated sex.

"Shit, the movers," Shriya thought, "They must have come early!" Carefully, she smoothed her skirt down over herself and brushed at her bedhead hair with her hand before stamping to the door. "God damn, they were supposed to be here in an hour... ughhhh!" Shriya gripped the knob and threw open the door, but her glare melted. Three men stood in the doorway, looking down at her.



"Are you Shriya saran?" The man in front asked.

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"Yeah... That's me..."


"Looks like you have some furniture to move in," The man looked down at his clipboard, "Single-piece couch, table, some dining room chairs, queen-sized bed plus headboard, and assorted cardboard boxes – Is that right Miss Shriya?"

"Umm, yes, that's right."



"Alright then," He looked back and motioned to his two partners who disappeared down the steps, "My associates will start moving up your things while you show me where you'll have them."

Shriya stared at the man blankly for a moment before starting, "Uh, Sure! Yes, thank you! I, well, let me show you around then!" She quickly turned back around, trying to hide her warming face. 

"Oh my God! They are sooo hot!"




Shriya gave the foreman a tour of her apartment, glancing back at him constantly. She pointed to one corner of the living room and the other, her eyes scanning over his muscled arms and strong chest whenever he pointed in turn. They were no doubt developed from his job lifting furniture all day, she thought. Then she led him through the kitchen and into the bedroom, ushering him in before her so she could check him out from behind. She rubbed her thighs together when she saw his ass and legs, his body so taut and developed that she could see it through his pale shirt and blue jeans. When he turned to the side to look over the room, her eyes immediately fell down to his crotch, which bulged even then with his manhood.

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"Pretty big, isn't it?" He said.

Shriya jumped, her face red. "W-what?"

"No problem – we can fit your bed in here just fine," He continued looking around the room as Shriya let out a little puff of air that had gotten caught in her chest. "I've got to get myself a boyfriend with a cock like that... God, I'm too horny right now for my own good..." Shriya reflected, trying to keep her eyes off the foreman's package. She kept glancing back despite her best efforts.



There was a shuffling in the living room. Shriya looked around and saw the other two moving men, quite buff and toned almost as much as the foreman, carrying her large couch in as easily as if it were an empty cardboard box.

"Where'll we put it?" One of them asked. 

"Mmm, the places you men could put it..." Snapping out of her lusty daydreams, Shriya managed to point, "Um, right there is good for now."

The two men put the couch down and went back downstairs while the foreman stayed with Shriya. Her knees were feeling weak just by standing next to the man. She could feel his heat even from a foot away.



"This is a pretty nice apartment you've got," he said, "Excited about moving in?"

"Oh yeah - yeah, I'm pretty excited," Shriya replied.

"We're usually having to move refrigerators and cabinets and cat trees for little old ladies that smell like naphthalene balls, so this'll be a nice change of pace for once."

Shriya laughed, "naphthalene balls?"



He smiled, "Yeah – could hear 'em rattling around in everything we were moving. Couldn't get the smell out of my clothes for days."

"Haha, well I don't think you'll have to worry about picking up a bad smell here – no naphthalene balls or cats for me!"

"I'll take your word for it. Seems to smell rather nice in here, actually," he flashed Shriya a sidelong glance. She felt herself blush even harder.

"So, uh, what's your name?" Shriya suddenly found the need to brush her hair back and study the hardwood floor.

"Name's Roy, Miss Saran ," he said.

"Ah, then you can call me Shriya, Roy," she extended her hand politely.

"Well then Shriya, it is a pleasure to meet you," he reached forward and took hold of her hand. Shriya watched her dainty hand disappear in his firm, electric grasp. They shook, he barely moving yet Shriya felt his strength all through her arm. She thought her knees might buckle.



She was relieved to hear the two other moving men enter the living room again. "Roy," said one of them with a box under each arm, "in the time you've spent talking up the pretty lady you could've emptied out half the truck!"

"Yeah," the other grunted as he set down a large box, "bet she's tired of you trying to oogle the goods instead of helping us move 'em!"

Shriya really blushed then, but Roy just laughed, "Alright, alright, I'll help you pansies out," he turned back towards Shriya and hiked his thumb over his shoulder, "See what I get to work with? They still won't forgive me about those naphthalene balls." Shriya smiled, and Roy turned around and disappeared out the door.



Shriya felt much better about being interrupted then – this show was better than photos for sure! Shriya leaned in the bedroom doorframe with her arms crossed under her breasts, watching the men work. Steadily, the bare apartment filled with her things – lamps, chairs, rolled up carpets, and countless cardboard boxes.

The two other men trudged into the room with her heavy computer desk between them as Roy brought up two large boxes perched on either shoulder. Shriya noticed the other men were more heavily built than Roy – they were stockier, their legs and arms knotted with muscles, while Roy's build was more lengthy and toned. Shriya couldn't keep her eyes off them, and her thoughts drifted to how they would look without their grey work shirts covering their sweat-slick chests...



Shriya was snapped out of her reverie as Roy approached. The other men thumped her refrigerator down behind the kitchen counter, and the rest of the room was filled with her things already.