29-11-2019, 02:27 PM
"I," was the next word she uttered to follow the word 'tonight', and then she pulled up his kurta and bent her head to kiss his stomach. Her breasts rested on his thick cock pressing it against his body. The clip of her bra dug into the flesh of his cock and he winced but did not want to lose contact with those lovely delectable mounds of flesh. He reached below and grappled hopelessly with all the obstacles the blouse, its hooks and bra represented.
"Beti!" moaned Shom, as the woman he had known as his daughter's friend completed his subjugation. O God – how he wanted her! He wished she would move faster, wouldn't stop and would quickly provide respite to his throbbing and jerking cock. Deepa gently parted the curtains a bit more to see more clearly what the new intensity in sound was about. Sunita was prone over her father's supine body.
"Will spend," Sunita continued, her tongue forming a wet trail of saliva from the stomach downward as with one hand she jerked free the dhoti at his waist.
"All of this night," she whispered as her throat dried when she encountered the forest of pubic hair. His cock was at her neck now, just a level below her lips, even though it was cloaked in his dhoti.
"With you!" she completed, her mouth closing over the dhoti-encased cock. The dhoti was wet with his fluids from the stroking he had been engaged in just before she arrived. She tasted him and in an effort to reduce the impact of the cloth released saliva over the cock to drench the cloth so it became less of a hindrance.
Shom's hands dug into the mattress and he quickly brought up his foot as he realized Sunita's saree was now completely pulled up as she had traveled down his body. His foot searched for her cunt and Shom gasped as he realized that she was wearing no panties. Sunita lewdly opened herself wider in an effort to allow him access.
"Mmmmm!" she went, cock firmly in mouth. The sound was meant to tell him that he was on the right track. The cauldron in her pussy was bubbling and aching, feverish for his touch. He knew this and his big toe found the furrow of her pussy between her legs. His rough toe ran along the trail, probing, pushing and pressing.
Deepa watched in amazement as her friend, whose sex life was predictable and mundane by all accounts, unreservedly delivered oral sex to her Baba. Her face burned as she realised Sunita was doing something which she had never done to her husband. Or so she said.
He had to place his leg at angle, bent at the knee to reach into her snatch. This spreading of his leg exposed his inner thigh and Sunita was prompt in caressing and touching the exposed flesh to excite his more. She pulled at the fold of the dhoti on that side and half of the garment came undone. She flung it back, as if to symbolize the opening out of him, the laying bare of his sexuality to her predatory being.
Her long fingernails scratched delightfully at the inside thigh and she drew a line to his scrotum. "Gaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" went Shom, and he shuddered as his hips thrust upward pushing his cock into her mouth in an involuntary fucking action. The cloth covering the cock was now a hindrance. And so was the restraint on her breasts. Sunita reached for the other half of the dhoti and undid the dhoti in its entirety, laying it back under him, like a sheet under him for them to fuck on. For the first time, Deepa saw her father's cock, so directly, so clearly and she found herself wondering about Sunita's ability to take that monster in.
The cock reared up, like a tree rising from undergrowth, the thick log of flesh rose from the springy and curled pubic hair that surrounded it. Sunita's lips hung open with lust. She put out her tongue and one hand gently stroked the cock as she laved it with her tongue and stroked it with fingers simultaneously. Pubic hair on Karan irritated her but here she was more than willing to paste it down to his groin with saliva so she could focus on the flesh. And, she noted, when she had him in her mouth, her lips barely reached the base because of the size of the cock; and so with Uncle Shom the hair didn't bother her really and that was quite unlike how it was with Karan.
Sunita rested herself on her elbows as she hastily unbuttoned her blouse. Happily, the bra had its clip in the front and therefore opened out easily as well. The breasts fell forward dangling around the cock in between. Sunita swayed herself gently, slapping his cock with one breast and then the other. She watched in fascination as his precum smeared itself on her. She maneuvered each nipple on the eye of his cock, allowing the flesh to drop and prod – or was it the cock prodding the mass?
Shom groaned loudly at the warmth of the flesh against his cock. She held herself together so that he could fuck her. Her breasts were nowhere near the size they needed to be to provide a complete sheath of wet, slippery flesh. The advantage of that was the head of his cock reared up dramatically in her face every time he fucked. She kissed the cock, with a loud smacking sound, taking in just the head and letting it out with a loud slurp. Once, twice, thrice. Shom was lost in the maddening lust. Her lips on his cockhead were driving him wild and he gave himself to the fucking of her tits.
As he pulled back, the cockhead was between the mass of both breasts, and with a skilful manipulation of her hands, Sunita made sure she gripped the cock hard in the flesh of her breasts. She rotated her breasts, causing a circular whirling motion around the cock. Her breasts were now well and truly coated with his slithery outpouring and when he fucked forward it greased the skin, allowing Shom to fuck this young slut of a woman's tits with some vigor without hurting himself. Even so, the distance his cock traveled pulled the skin back a good bit causing the head to swell. And back into the wet, bubbly warmth of her mouth. And thence back to the valley of the rotating wet grind of two orbs of flesh around his cock.
Sunita was captivated by the sight of his wondrous cock and the sounds of his incessant pleasure. What a joy, she noted, to be able to love a man and have him want her more and more, than her own Karan, who would have by this time cum; if not on her face, then between her breasts. Here, she had no fear of being denied her own pleasure, her own fulfillment; no fear of missing out on the completeness and satiety of having this very cock embedded in her, just because she was doing him in other ways.
"Beti!" moaned Shom, as the woman he had known as his daughter's friend completed his subjugation. O God – how he wanted her! He wished she would move faster, wouldn't stop and would quickly provide respite to his throbbing and jerking cock. Deepa gently parted the curtains a bit more to see more clearly what the new intensity in sound was about. Sunita was prone over her father's supine body.
"Will spend," Sunita continued, her tongue forming a wet trail of saliva from the stomach downward as with one hand she jerked free the dhoti at his waist.
"All of this night," she whispered as her throat dried when she encountered the forest of pubic hair. His cock was at her neck now, just a level below her lips, even though it was cloaked in his dhoti.
"With you!" she completed, her mouth closing over the dhoti-encased cock. The dhoti was wet with his fluids from the stroking he had been engaged in just before she arrived. She tasted him and in an effort to reduce the impact of the cloth released saliva over the cock to drench the cloth so it became less of a hindrance.
Shom's hands dug into the mattress and he quickly brought up his foot as he realized Sunita's saree was now completely pulled up as she had traveled down his body. His foot searched for her cunt and Shom gasped as he realized that she was wearing no panties. Sunita lewdly opened herself wider in an effort to allow him access.
"Mmmmm!" she went, cock firmly in mouth. The sound was meant to tell him that he was on the right track. The cauldron in her pussy was bubbling and aching, feverish for his touch. He knew this and his big toe found the furrow of her pussy between her legs. His rough toe ran along the trail, probing, pushing and pressing.
Deepa watched in amazement as her friend, whose sex life was predictable and mundane by all accounts, unreservedly delivered oral sex to her Baba. Her face burned as she realised Sunita was doing something which she had never done to her husband. Or so she said.
He had to place his leg at angle, bent at the knee to reach into her snatch. This spreading of his leg exposed his inner thigh and Sunita was prompt in caressing and touching the exposed flesh to excite his more. She pulled at the fold of the dhoti on that side and half of the garment came undone. She flung it back, as if to symbolize the opening out of him, the laying bare of his sexuality to her predatory being.
Her long fingernails scratched delightfully at the inside thigh and she drew a line to his scrotum. "Gaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" went Shom, and he shuddered as his hips thrust upward pushing his cock into her mouth in an involuntary fucking action. The cloth covering the cock was now a hindrance. And so was the restraint on her breasts. Sunita reached for the other half of the dhoti and undid the dhoti in its entirety, laying it back under him, like a sheet under him for them to fuck on. For the first time, Deepa saw her father's cock, so directly, so clearly and she found herself wondering about Sunita's ability to take that monster in.
The cock reared up, like a tree rising from undergrowth, the thick log of flesh rose from the springy and curled pubic hair that surrounded it. Sunita's lips hung open with lust. She put out her tongue and one hand gently stroked the cock as she laved it with her tongue and stroked it with fingers simultaneously. Pubic hair on Karan irritated her but here she was more than willing to paste it down to his groin with saliva so she could focus on the flesh. And, she noted, when she had him in her mouth, her lips barely reached the base because of the size of the cock; and so with Uncle Shom the hair didn't bother her really and that was quite unlike how it was with Karan.
Sunita rested herself on her elbows as she hastily unbuttoned her blouse. Happily, the bra had its clip in the front and therefore opened out easily as well. The breasts fell forward dangling around the cock in between. Sunita swayed herself gently, slapping his cock with one breast and then the other. She watched in fascination as his precum smeared itself on her. She maneuvered each nipple on the eye of his cock, allowing the flesh to drop and prod – or was it the cock prodding the mass?
Shom groaned loudly at the warmth of the flesh against his cock. She held herself together so that he could fuck her. Her breasts were nowhere near the size they needed to be to provide a complete sheath of wet, slippery flesh. The advantage of that was the head of his cock reared up dramatically in her face every time he fucked. She kissed the cock, with a loud smacking sound, taking in just the head and letting it out with a loud slurp. Once, twice, thrice. Shom was lost in the maddening lust. Her lips on his cockhead were driving him wild and he gave himself to the fucking of her tits.
As he pulled back, the cockhead was between the mass of both breasts, and with a skilful manipulation of her hands, Sunita made sure she gripped the cock hard in the flesh of her breasts. She rotated her breasts, causing a circular whirling motion around the cock. Her breasts were now well and truly coated with his slithery outpouring and when he fucked forward it greased the skin, allowing Shom to fuck this young slut of a woman's tits with some vigor without hurting himself. Even so, the distance his cock traveled pulled the skin back a good bit causing the head to swell. And back into the wet, bubbly warmth of her mouth. And thence back to the valley of the rotating wet grind of two orbs of flesh around his cock.
Sunita was captivated by the sight of his wondrous cock and the sounds of his incessant pleasure. What a joy, she noted, to be able to love a man and have him want her more and more, than her own Karan, who would have by this time cum; if not on her face, then between her breasts. Here, she had no fear of being denied her own pleasure, her own fulfillment; no fear of missing out on the completeness and satiety of having this very cock embedded in her, just because she was doing him in other ways.
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