20-01-2019, 03:59 PM
(This post was last modified: 20-01-2019, 10:04 PM by Ramesh_Rocky.)
Reflexively she gripped her fingers around him tightly. Somewhere in her foggy mind she knew she held a large cock in her hand; it felt warm and rock hard, throbbing and twitching slightly against her soft palm. Her instincts told her to roll the foreskin back and to pump the velvety sensitive flesh, so she did . . . gliding her fingers up and down and feeling the ridges and contours of the veiny shaft.
His breathing was ragged and his stomach tensed as she jacked the flesh of his cock. He continued to lap between her legs hungrily. One long finger found her soggy opening and pressed deep inside, causing her churning hips to jerk off the cushion. Her hand tightened around his swelling shaft, and the fingers of her other hand tangled in his hair and pressed his head urgently against her squirming mound. Suddenly she cried out, jerking almost completely up off the couch until only the top of her head and her curled toes remained in place. Her tortured sex seemed to explode around his mouth with contraction after contraction sending deep waves of rapture flowing throughout her shaking body.
A soft, low moan escaped her lips and her eyes fluttered shut as she trembled with mounting desire. She could feel the last of her defenses drifting and melting away with his knowing touch and she couldn't help wondering as to how on earth a man like Bhavu had such perfect knowledge about a woman's orgasms.
He listened to her pant and whimper as he touched and prodded her pink folds, knowing she was getting close to going off again. He purposely avoided contact with her neglected clit, challenging himself to make her come without the easy trigger.
Simran's heart pounded and she fought to drag deep breaths into her scalding lungs. The overheated young wife was dizzy and she could feel strong contractions beginning to build up from her very core. Bhavu shifted lower on the couch, but she did not notice. His cock moved down past the cheeks of her perfect bottom and brushed against the back of her smooth thigh. The blunt, helmet-shaped head pressed insistently against her juncture, and her weary legs moved apart.
While one hand continued to stroke and finger her, his other hand reached down and grasped his straining cock. 'You are probably needing some kind of release from the intense sensations you are feeling now, correct?' he asked, as he positioned his pole at her entrance.
She nodded her head dumbly; there was a rushing sound in her ears and she felt almost feverish. Behind her, Bhavu flicked his hips forward and pressed the blunt head between her swollen lips. Simran groaned and pushed back against him to hasten his entry. All pretense of protest were gone now for her. All she desired was to be filled completely and to find the sweet release of her climax.
But Bhavu was not quite ready to give into her. ' Last time I could not give you as much pleasure as possible because sir, your husband, was angry. There is nothing like it if a husband cooperates, the way I do when somebody fucks Lakshmi. Believe me, it is mindblowing. Anyway, feel how partial entry only brings partial relief and makes you or for that matter any female want more,' he commented. Then he pushed only the tip of his thick shaft into her. Pausing there, he listened to her give a little whimper. His fingers continued to tease against her slippery lips, but he still avoided her clit. Gradually he began to move the head of his cock around her opening a little without pushing any farther inside. Simran tried to grind back against him unsuccessfully, and she bit her lower lip softly in frustration. 'Mem Sahib, relax! I just want to prolong your pleasure. Please notice how gradual entry changes your direct response,' he said calmly.
Simran moaned and waited for him to push up into her, but he did not move for a moment. At last he started to slide slowly into her. She held her breath as his thick, round shaft eased forward inch by inch. Her strong inner muscles gripped around him tightly, almost pulling his rod up into her steamy tunnel.
One of his hands reached up and massaged her breast. She could feel the soft, quivering flesh getting wet with her own juices. Arching her back, she crushed her tit against his fingers as they rolled and tweaked her turgid nipple. Her climax continued to build up as he pushed his cock deeper inside, and she wiggled her taut, round bottom back against his flat abdomen.
Finally he was fully inside her, buried to the hilt in her clutching wetness. 'Now that you have again experienced the satisfaction of full entry, I suddenly realized that this is something I shouldn't do.' he said, as he started to pull his length back away from her.
Her eyes flew open when she realized what he was planning. Afraid he was going to take his wonderful cock out of her again, she heard herself say, 'No, please!' With her sphincter muscles, she tried to grip him tighter inside to keep him in place.
'All right, if you insist.' Bhavu chuckled immediately pushing back deep inside her in one motion, then he pulled back partially and slammed back again. Simran threw her head back against his shoulder as the waves of her orgasm continued to crescendo within her. She shook and trembled when he began to thrust in and out with long smooth strokes.
As he fucked her with easy strokes, his fingers at long last pushed down and found the fleshy hood of her throbbing little bud. Grasping the sensitive nub between his thumb and forefinger, he gently rolled it back and forth, around and around, until she could stand it no longer.
Her eyes rolled back in her head and her mouth opened wide but no sound came out. Blinding light flashed in her head and her petite body convulsed in a series or orgasms, each stronger than the last. She clutched and grabbed desperately at the cushion beneath her, and every sleek muscle seemed to strain and freeze up.
His breathing was ragged and his stomach tensed as she jacked the flesh of his cock. He continued to lap between her legs hungrily. One long finger found her soggy opening and pressed deep inside, causing her churning hips to jerk off the cushion. Her hand tightened around his swelling shaft, and the fingers of her other hand tangled in his hair and pressed his head urgently against her squirming mound. Suddenly she cried out, jerking almost completely up off the couch until only the top of her head and her curled toes remained in place. Her tortured sex seemed to explode around his mouth with contraction after contraction sending deep waves of rapture flowing throughout her shaking body.
A soft, low moan escaped her lips and her eyes fluttered shut as she trembled with mounting desire. She could feel the last of her defenses drifting and melting away with his knowing touch and she couldn't help wondering as to how on earth a man like Bhavu had such perfect knowledge about a woman's orgasms.
He listened to her pant and whimper as he touched and prodded her pink folds, knowing she was getting close to going off again. He purposely avoided contact with her neglected clit, challenging himself to make her come without the easy trigger.
Simran's heart pounded and she fought to drag deep breaths into her scalding lungs. The overheated young wife was dizzy and she could feel strong contractions beginning to build up from her very core. Bhavu shifted lower on the couch, but she did not notice. His cock moved down past the cheeks of her perfect bottom and brushed against the back of her smooth thigh. The blunt, helmet-shaped head pressed insistently against her juncture, and her weary legs moved apart.
While one hand continued to stroke and finger her, his other hand reached down and grasped his straining cock. 'You are probably needing some kind of release from the intense sensations you are feeling now, correct?' he asked, as he positioned his pole at her entrance.
She nodded her head dumbly; there was a rushing sound in her ears and she felt almost feverish. Behind her, Bhavu flicked his hips forward and pressed the blunt head between her swollen lips. Simran groaned and pushed back against him to hasten his entry. All pretense of protest were gone now for her. All she desired was to be filled completely and to find the sweet release of her climax.
But Bhavu was not quite ready to give into her. ' Last time I could not give you as much pleasure as possible because sir, your husband, was angry. There is nothing like it if a husband cooperates, the way I do when somebody fucks Lakshmi. Believe me, it is mindblowing. Anyway, feel how partial entry only brings partial relief and makes you or for that matter any female want more,' he commented. Then he pushed only the tip of his thick shaft into her. Pausing there, he listened to her give a little whimper. His fingers continued to tease against her slippery lips, but he still avoided her clit. Gradually he began to move the head of his cock around her opening a little without pushing any farther inside. Simran tried to grind back against him unsuccessfully, and she bit her lower lip softly in frustration. 'Mem Sahib, relax! I just want to prolong your pleasure. Please notice how gradual entry changes your direct response,' he said calmly.
Simran moaned and waited for him to push up into her, but he did not move for a moment. At last he started to slide slowly into her. She held her breath as his thick, round shaft eased forward inch by inch. Her strong inner muscles gripped around him tightly, almost pulling his rod up into her steamy tunnel.
One of his hands reached up and massaged her breast. She could feel the soft, quivering flesh getting wet with her own juices. Arching her back, she crushed her tit against his fingers as they rolled and tweaked her turgid nipple. Her climax continued to build up as he pushed his cock deeper inside, and she wiggled her taut, round bottom back against his flat abdomen.
Finally he was fully inside her, buried to the hilt in her clutching wetness. 'Now that you have again experienced the satisfaction of full entry, I suddenly realized that this is something I shouldn't do.' he said, as he started to pull his length back away from her.
Her eyes flew open when she realized what he was planning. Afraid he was going to take his wonderful cock out of her again, she heard herself say, 'No, please!' With her sphincter muscles, she tried to grip him tighter inside to keep him in place.
'All right, if you insist.' Bhavu chuckled immediately pushing back deep inside her in one motion, then he pulled back partially and slammed back again. Simran threw her head back against his shoulder as the waves of her orgasm continued to crescendo within her. She shook and trembled when he began to thrust in and out with long smooth strokes.
As he fucked her with easy strokes, his fingers at long last pushed down and found the fleshy hood of her throbbing little bud. Grasping the sensitive nub between his thumb and forefinger, he gently rolled it back and forth, around and around, until she could stand it no longer.
Her eyes rolled back in her head and her mouth opened wide but no sound came out. Blinding light flashed in her head and her petite body convulsed in a series or orgasms, each stronger than the last. She clutched and grabbed desperately at the cushion beneath her, and every sleek muscle seemed to strain and freeze up.
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