18-01-2019, 09:36 AM
The next few days Seema avoided any meeting with Aryan. Every time she thought of their scandalous behavior during the dinner left her breathing heavily. It felt nice to be lusted for. But could she dare take it further? It was Friday noon when Aryan called her up.
Aryan asked her if she can go out with her for dinner and stay back in the night as they can complete the pending project work. Seema was in two minds but somehow unknowingly said yes
Seema called Rahul and told him she won’t be able to come home today as she will be stuck in office work to which Rahul nodded and Seema’s mind once again drifted to Aryan’s thoughts.
They both got into the car and Aryan reached his home in no time. He took her inside his home.
Both of them were silent as they got inside.
Aryan had put on some soft music and it was initiating a meltdown of her resistance.
"Let's dance this," Aryan said. He took her hand and helped her off the couch.
They danced close. Seema felt comfortable in his arms as they slowly drifted across the room. Every now and then her breasts would brush against his chest. It aroused a tingling sensation in her nipples, one that was spreading down to between her legs.
Aryan slid his left hand down from her waist and rested his palm on her bums. As they moved around, he began to rub her cheeks in slow circular motions.
Flashy hotness was engulfing Seema's body as they continued their erotic dance. Aryan drew her close. She rested her face on his shoulder. She pressed her lips against his hairy chest. A moan inadvertently escaped her lips. Both her hands were by now around Aryan neck. They were almost motionless, only swaying to the music. Aryan hands were freely roaming all over her body. He cupped her breast with his hand, gently squeezing it while his other hand explored the roundness of her rear.
Then they stood motionless. A man and a woman in close embrace.
Aryan rubbed his fingers along her neck. "You are a complete woman Sam, a complete woman."
Their eyes locked for an instant, and then Aryan bent to kiss her.
Seema tilted her face in mute acceptance. His lips pressed upon hers. With a hungry intensity he kissed her lips. She reciprocated the intensity by opening her mouth for his passionate invasion.
Their tongues pressed together as Aryan began squeezing both her breasts. His cock was rubbing against her belly as his right hand applied pressure on her nipples from above her blouse. Then Aryan stood back and released her from his hot embrace .He looked at her with deep, somber eyes.
"Remove your clothes."
"What are you saying, Aryan?"
"Seema I have never met a woman like you - complete in all respects. I want to see you - admire you in all senses."
Slowly Seema unbuttoned her blouse .Button by button it opened up. It hung open exposing her bra.
"Take it off."
She slipped it off. He was admiring her breasts, now encased in her white bra. Her breasts were heaving in response to his stare.
She looked into his eyes and responded to an unspoken command by unzipping her skirt. It fell on the carpet. She stepped out of it. Her panties were wet. This was not lost to Aryan who stared intently between her thighs. He was breathing heavily.
Aryan removed his shirt and tossed it aside. The sight of his hairy chest made her tremble.
"Your bra," he ordered.
Seema sighed. Her hands went behind and she unclasped the hook. Aryan stepped closer as her lovely breasts freed themselves from their captivity. They stood out, proud and pert. The nipples were taut and pointing towards him.
He stood transfixed. His eyes took in the fullness of her breasts as they shook gently.
Aryan was mesmerized by her large reddish brown areolas. The nipples were fully erect, sending him a clear signal of the state of her emotions. He licked his lips.
Only her panties remained.
"Seema," he softly said, barely audible.
"Aryan. Aryan, please. I think we've gone too far already," pleaded Seema.
Her big, blue eyes looked pleadingly into his face.
He continued to stare intently at her.
Neither spoke.
Then as if in a trance, Seema turned to her right and began sliding down her panties. She stooped to remove them and then stood up. Slowly she turned back to face him.
She was clean shaven. Her pussy glistened with juice and sweat. Her wet lips were engorged and the pink inner lips were protruding. Aryan went down on his knees in front of her, his face close to her slit. He closed his eyes and deeply inhaled her womanly smell.
Then he moved behind her.
He affectionately gazed at her curvy ass. Seema could feel her ample juices wetting her inner thighs. Seema continued standing in only her high heels as Aryan began running his hands over both her calves. She shuddered at the contact.
"Smooth," he murmured. "Beautiful."
His roving hands moved to her thighs, then her buttocks. He felt them, rubbed them. Then he caught them and gently pried them apart to view her brown hole. Aryan placed his hand on her ass crack and began running his fingers up and down. He continued upward to feel her bare back. Again and again Aryan let his hands play all over her naked back. Seema closed her eyes and tilted her head, savouring the sensation.
Aryan stood up and came in front of her. Her eyes were still closed, her naked breasts heaving with each breath she sucked in with her partly open lips.
Seema heard the sound of his zip coming down. She opened her eyes wide.
"Aryan what are you -"
"Seema it's only fair you should see me."
His cock sprang out. Seema stared dumbfounded at his manhood. It was big, handsome. The knob was smooth and red. And yes he was circumcised.
After marriage this was the first time she had seen another man's cock. Aryan was handsome. His semi erect cock proudly dangled in front of him.
He took his cock in his hand and began playing with it, all along staring at her naked breasts. It began growing - thickening.
"Look Seema. Look what your beauty is doing to me."
She continued to gaze at his cock. It was now extremely hard and sticking out proudly at a nice angle and a bit of curve. Her thoughts went to her husband. Aryan’s cock was very straight, no curve at all, and cut with a well-shaped knob. Aryan continued to move his hand up and down his shaft which was already wet with precum. His breath was getting heavier with every stroke. Her pussy was aching for the feel of his manly hands over it. She parted her legs a bit.
Suddenly, all the pent up lust they felt for each other exploded. Aryan grabbed her, pulling her hard against him. They began kissing furiously, their tongues swirling furiously inside each other's mouth, their pelvises grinding, hands grabbing each other's ass, pulling harder against each other as their desperate, horny lust took over.
"You're so big and hard," she moaned, grinding harder.
Aryan leaned over her and began covering her hot pulsating body with a flurry of kisses.
Seema leaned forward, pressing her lips to his skin, tasting him with slow sweeps of her tongue, learning him with soft brushes of her lips. His heat, his scent, the mere feel of him was making Seema's head spin, making her catch her breath. She dug her fingernails into his back as Aryan continued to feast upon her, taking his time, savouring her textures, her flavour.
Aryan got down between her legs, his balls and swollen cock hovering above her panting body and began rubbing his middle finger up and down her slit, teasing her, stroking lightly, dipping into her pussy, pulling out, playing with her, Then he added a second finger, thrusting deep then slowly pulling it out again, feeling her pussy gripping his fingers with each thrust. Seema gasped as his stubble covered cheeks brushed against her inner thighs. He moved closer, his tongue playing on her dripping pussy, In response to his ministrations Seema lifted her legs higher, opening her pussy, arching her back, thrusting her pussy harder against his tongue. Aryan played his tongue slowly up and down her slit, going deeper with each swipe, loving the delicious juiciness of her pussy, the pungent aroma of her sex, the deep guttural sounds coming from both their mouths as he devoured her dripping pussy. He found her engorged clit.
He shifted his position and placed his lips over it, sucking hard, causing her to jolt and shudder. Fire burned beneath her skin, wetness tickling her thighs as it trickled from her nearly spasming pussy, her moans echoing with his groans, perfectly synchronized.
A whimper tittered on her lips as Aryan strong hips push between the roundness of her thighs, forcing them open, and the thick ridge of his impressive cock pressed against her wet pussy. Her teeth sank into her lower lip as his cock stretched her with a slow burn, tight muscles protesting the girth. Lips fell open. With one last nudge of his hips he took her fully, pressing all the way to the limits of her depths.
Holding still, Seema could feel him pulse, her body stretched tightly around him. Hot breath teased her ear, her only warning a deep manly growl before Aryan pulls back and slammed forward. He rode her hard and fast, groaning in her ear with each ramming thrust, using her body as he saw fit, taking his pleasure and giving her more in return.
Seema felt his hips move faster, and he seemed swell even more, challenging the limits of her pussy, pushing through the too tight pleasure ravaged muscles of her pussy.
She felt herself coming apart as her orgasm took hold of her body, so deep in intensity that no sound passed her lips. Her eyes had tears in them.
Aryan exploded in a huge, mind blowing orgasm, his sperm gushing into her, his thrusting harder and faster as spurt after spurt of hot cum poured into her like lava from a volcano. Aryan kept his cock in her tight pussy as though Seema had milked every ounce from him. Finally, he collapsed on her, still writhing in the aftershocks of his huge mind-blowing orgasm, his limp body laying heavily, her tits crushed against his chest, his head on her shoulder, unable to breath, his deflated cock pressed against their wetness, the aroma of our sex filling the room.
After a few moments, she began running her fingers through her hair. They were both completely spent.
"Open your eyes," he demanded wanting her there with him. "Look at me." So she did.
"Always love me," she begged softly. "Don't ever stop." She was still Cumming. He could feel the twitching. And his own climax swept through his body as she whimpered, her lips still touching his.
They clung to each other desperately. She wrapped her legs back around his waist and pulled him close, loving the feeling of his body shuddering and spasming on top of her, thrusting those last few thrusts, then collapsing against her, burying his face in her neck. She looked down at the top of his head and placed a kiss there, still feeling the pulsing of her lips around his softening cock.
Exhausted they lay entwined for a long time till sleep took hold of them.
Her cell rang.
Seema got up with a start and looked at the number.
It was Rahul. She got up. "I have to go, now."
Aryan asked her if she can go out with her for dinner and stay back in the night as they can complete the pending project work. Seema was in two minds but somehow unknowingly said yes
Seema called Rahul and told him she won’t be able to come home today as she will be stuck in office work to which Rahul nodded and Seema’s mind once again drifted to Aryan’s thoughts.
They both got into the car and Aryan reached his home in no time. He took her inside his home.
Both of them were silent as they got inside.
Aryan had put on some soft music and it was initiating a meltdown of her resistance.
"Let's dance this," Aryan said. He took her hand and helped her off the couch.
They danced close. Seema felt comfortable in his arms as they slowly drifted across the room. Every now and then her breasts would brush against his chest. It aroused a tingling sensation in her nipples, one that was spreading down to between her legs.
Aryan slid his left hand down from her waist and rested his palm on her bums. As they moved around, he began to rub her cheeks in slow circular motions.
Flashy hotness was engulfing Seema's body as they continued their erotic dance. Aryan drew her close. She rested her face on his shoulder. She pressed her lips against his hairy chest. A moan inadvertently escaped her lips. Both her hands were by now around Aryan neck. They were almost motionless, only swaying to the music. Aryan hands were freely roaming all over her body. He cupped her breast with his hand, gently squeezing it while his other hand explored the roundness of her rear.
Then they stood motionless. A man and a woman in close embrace.
Aryan rubbed his fingers along her neck. "You are a complete woman Sam, a complete woman."
Their eyes locked for an instant, and then Aryan bent to kiss her.
Seema tilted her face in mute acceptance. His lips pressed upon hers. With a hungry intensity he kissed her lips. She reciprocated the intensity by opening her mouth for his passionate invasion.
Their tongues pressed together as Aryan began squeezing both her breasts. His cock was rubbing against her belly as his right hand applied pressure on her nipples from above her blouse. Then Aryan stood back and released her from his hot embrace .He looked at her with deep, somber eyes.
"Remove your clothes."
"What are you saying, Aryan?"
"Seema I have never met a woman like you - complete in all respects. I want to see you - admire you in all senses."
Slowly Seema unbuttoned her blouse .Button by button it opened up. It hung open exposing her bra.
"Take it off."
She slipped it off. He was admiring her breasts, now encased in her white bra. Her breasts were heaving in response to his stare.
She looked into his eyes and responded to an unspoken command by unzipping her skirt. It fell on the carpet. She stepped out of it. Her panties were wet. This was not lost to Aryan who stared intently between her thighs. He was breathing heavily.
Aryan removed his shirt and tossed it aside. The sight of his hairy chest made her tremble.
"Your bra," he ordered.
Seema sighed. Her hands went behind and she unclasped the hook. Aryan stepped closer as her lovely breasts freed themselves from their captivity. They stood out, proud and pert. The nipples were taut and pointing towards him.
He stood transfixed. His eyes took in the fullness of her breasts as they shook gently.
Aryan was mesmerized by her large reddish brown areolas. The nipples were fully erect, sending him a clear signal of the state of her emotions. He licked his lips.
Only her panties remained.
"Seema," he softly said, barely audible.
"Aryan. Aryan, please. I think we've gone too far already," pleaded Seema.
Her big, blue eyes looked pleadingly into his face.
He continued to stare intently at her.
Neither spoke.
Then as if in a trance, Seema turned to her right and began sliding down her panties. She stooped to remove them and then stood up. Slowly she turned back to face him.
She was clean shaven. Her pussy glistened with juice and sweat. Her wet lips were engorged and the pink inner lips were protruding. Aryan went down on his knees in front of her, his face close to her slit. He closed his eyes and deeply inhaled her womanly smell.
Then he moved behind her.
He affectionately gazed at her curvy ass. Seema could feel her ample juices wetting her inner thighs. Seema continued standing in only her high heels as Aryan began running his hands over both her calves. She shuddered at the contact.
"Smooth," he murmured. "Beautiful."
His roving hands moved to her thighs, then her buttocks. He felt them, rubbed them. Then he caught them and gently pried them apart to view her brown hole. Aryan placed his hand on her ass crack and began running his fingers up and down. He continued upward to feel her bare back. Again and again Aryan let his hands play all over her naked back. Seema closed her eyes and tilted her head, savouring the sensation.
Aryan stood up and came in front of her. Her eyes were still closed, her naked breasts heaving with each breath she sucked in with her partly open lips.
Seema heard the sound of his zip coming down. She opened her eyes wide.
"Aryan what are you -"
"Seema it's only fair you should see me."
His cock sprang out. Seema stared dumbfounded at his manhood. It was big, handsome. The knob was smooth and red. And yes he was circumcised.
After marriage this was the first time she had seen another man's cock. Aryan was handsome. His semi erect cock proudly dangled in front of him.
He took his cock in his hand and began playing with it, all along staring at her naked breasts. It began growing - thickening.
"Look Seema. Look what your beauty is doing to me."
She continued to gaze at his cock. It was now extremely hard and sticking out proudly at a nice angle and a bit of curve. Her thoughts went to her husband. Aryan’s cock was very straight, no curve at all, and cut with a well-shaped knob. Aryan continued to move his hand up and down his shaft which was already wet with precum. His breath was getting heavier with every stroke. Her pussy was aching for the feel of his manly hands over it. She parted her legs a bit.
Suddenly, all the pent up lust they felt for each other exploded. Aryan grabbed her, pulling her hard against him. They began kissing furiously, their tongues swirling furiously inside each other's mouth, their pelvises grinding, hands grabbing each other's ass, pulling harder against each other as their desperate, horny lust took over.
"You're so big and hard," she moaned, grinding harder.
Aryan leaned over her and began covering her hot pulsating body with a flurry of kisses.
Seema leaned forward, pressing her lips to his skin, tasting him with slow sweeps of her tongue, learning him with soft brushes of her lips. His heat, his scent, the mere feel of him was making Seema's head spin, making her catch her breath. She dug her fingernails into his back as Aryan continued to feast upon her, taking his time, savouring her textures, her flavour.
Aryan got down between her legs, his balls and swollen cock hovering above her panting body and began rubbing his middle finger up and down her slit, teasing her, stroking lightly, dipping into her pussy, pulling out, playing with her, Then he added a second finger, thrusting deep then slowly pulling it out again, feeling her pussy gripping his fingers with each thrust. Seema gasped as his stubble covered cheeks brushed against her inner thighs. He moved closer, his tongue playing on her dripping pussy, In response to his ministrations Seema lifted her legs higher, opening her pussy, arching her back, thrusting her pussy harder against his tongue. Aryan played his tongue slowly up and down her slit, going deeper with each swipe, loving the delicious juiciness of her pussy, the pungent aroma of her sex, the deep guttural sounds coming from both their mouths as he devoured her dripping pussy. He found her engorged clit.
He shifted his position and placed his lips over it, sucking hard, causing her to jolt and shudder. Fire burned beneath her skin, wetness tickling her thighs as it trickled from her nearly spasming pussy, her moans echoing with his groans, perfectly synchronized.
A whimper tittered on her lips as Aryan strong hips push between the roundness of her thighs, forcing them open, and the thick ridge of his impressive cock pressed against her wet pussy. Her teeth sank into her lower lip as his cock stretched her with a slow burn, tight muscles protesting the girth. Lips fell open. With one last nudge of his hips he took her fully, pressing all the way to the limits of her depths.
Holding still, Seema could feel him pulse, her body stretched tightly around him. Hot breath teased her ear, her only warning a deep manly growl before Aryan pulls back and slammed forward. He rode her hard and fast, groaning in her ear with each ramming thrust, using her body as he saw fit, taking his pleasure and giving her more in return.
Seema felt his hips move faster, and he seemed swell even more, challenging the limits of her pussy, pushing through the too tight pleasure ravaged muscles of her pussy.
She felt herself coming apart as her orgasm took hold of her body, so deep in intensity that no sound passed her lips. Her eyes had tears in them.
Aryan exploded in a huge, mind blowing orgasm, his sperm gushing into her, his thrusting harder and faster as spurt after spurt of hot cum poured into her like lava from a volcano. Aryan kept his cock in her tight pussy as though Seema had milked every ounce from him. Finally, he collapsed on her, still writhing in the aftershocks of his huge mind-blowing orgasm, his limp body laying heavily, her tits crushed against his chest, his head on her shoulder, unable to breath, his deflated cock pressed against their wetness, the aroma of our sex filling the room.
After a few moments, she began running her fingers through her hair. They were both completely spent.
"Open your eyes," he demanded wanting her there with him. "Look at me." So she did.
"Always love me," she begged softly. "Don't ever stop." She was still Cumming. He could feel the twitching. And his own climax swept through his body as she whimpered, her lips still touching his.
They clung to each other desperately. She wrapped her legs back around his waist and pulled him close, loving the feeling of his body shuddering and spasming on top of her, thrusting those last few thrusts, then collapsing against her, burying his face in her neck. She looked down at the top of his head and placed a kiss there, still feeling the pulsing of her lips around his softening cock.
Exhausted they lay entwined for a long time till sleep took hold of them.
Her cell rang.
Seema got up with a start and looked at the number.
It was Rahul. She got up. "I have to go, now."
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