26-04-2020, 01:20 AM
Sexcapades with Kannu - Incident 2 - First time After her Marriage - Contd.
And as soon as we reached my place, it was difficult to keep our hands from each other. The door in my flat opened in my drawing room, kitchen was on one side and straight ahead were washrooms, just adjacent to the washroom, I had my bedroom.
Even before I had closed the door behind me, Kannu was licing my neck. We started with heavy kissing standing at the door and in no time, her Saree was thrown away, her blouse was opened and her boobs were hanging out of her bra.
Standing there only, I looked at her in that state. Her boobs were much heavier than what I remembered. I had felt them when they were as hard as a guava and also when they had ripened like a mango but still too hard to be pressed. However, at that time, they looked like ripened melons.
Madness overtook me and I took both boobs in my hands and pressed them as hard as I could. Kannu cried with pain. I sealed her lips with my mouth, one hand was supported her back while the other was pressing the melon as hard as it could. In this whole thing, I pushed her back till she hit a wall and later she was spread on the floor. In all this while, I did not leave her lips at all, nor I left pressing her boobs as hard as I could. After ages when I left her lips, her lower lip was swollen and water was coming out of her big eyes.
Madness, again, she still lying on the floor and me on top of her this time licking, biting and munching those big boobs. She kept on crying, pleading and throwing her hands and legs around, but madness and I kept on doing what I felt was the best thing to do with those boobs - feast on them.
Suddenly I realized that she is crying. I got up and I saw her beautiful face contorted. I still can't fathom what had overtaken me that day. The sight of that woman lying on floor was just spectacular. BIG boobs hanging out of still clasped bra, open blouse, bruised lips and big hickies over boobs - that was the sight.
"Why are you banging me?" crooned Kannu haltingly and between sobs.
"Noo, Main to bas... thoda .... wo control nahi ho raha tha...." I stammered
(No, I was, I mean, I could not control)
I caressed her cheeks, she snapped my hand away.
I carried on and again caressed her cheeks and hair, she once again threw her hand at my arm.
Slowly I kept on caressing her cheeks and hair and started giving her soft kisses. Mumbling, sorry and how pretty she looked, how big boobs are so inviting and so on. I kissed and licked her trickling tears.
Still lying on the floor, I softly gave her loads and loads of small kisses till her sobs subsided. My dick had been erect for long by then.
When her sobs subsided, I licked her boobs once again. Kissing them softly and I moved on her tummy and then I lifted the hem of her petticoat. She once again protested and I lifted her and we moved to the bed in the adjacent room.
On the bed, I started on her pussy by sliding her panty on one side, she squirmed with pleasure.
ooooh, wow, aur karo, please..... bahut din ho gaye.... koi nahi karta..... bhaiya.... mmmm, ooo....
aaah.....
Her husband was no different than most Indian men, who had never licked her pussy. On that say, she had cleaned the same using hair removing cream in the morning and the aroma of a wet pussy is something which I can't ignore. I licked with passion. Putting my tongue inside her pussy and vibrating it.
Don't know how and when my clothes were also undone and we were in 69 position. I remember fucking her face and she making obnoxious sounds. I felt her pulsating and twisting oddily couple of times and her thighs tightened over my head more than a few times, while she had orgasm after orgasm.
As if, she was mighty pleased to be licked, she was also mighty pleased to suck on my tool.
I warned... Mera hone wala hai. (I am about to cum...)
Hmmmm, hmmmm, hmmmm .... she gave her consent while still sucking on my dick.
My little whore, who had grown up, now took the complete load in her mouth.
When we got up to clean, she shouted at me.... "Ye kya kiya hai, kaise jaungi main ghar" (What have you done? How would I go back home). She was referring to the big hickies she had all over her breasts.
We set back systematically rubbing ice over those marks which she had over her boobs.
In her words, I screwed her twice while she made love to me twice during the day.
She later told me that she had to feign illness for next three days to hide the marks on her boobs and not allow her husband to come near her.
And as soon as we reached my place, it was difficult to keep our hands from each other. The door in my flat opened in my drawing room, kitchen was on one side and straight ahead were washrooms, just adjacent to the washroom, I had my bedroom.
Even before I had closed the door behind me, Kannu was licing my neck. We started with heavy kissing standing at the door and in no time, her Saree was thrown away, her blouse was opened and her boobs were hanging out of her bra.
Standing there only, I looked at her in that state. Her boobs were much heavier than what I remembered. I had felt them when they were as hard as a guava and also when they had ripened like a mango but still too hard to be pressed. However, at that time, they looked like ripened melons.
Madness overtook me and I took both boobs in my hands and pressed them as hard as I could. Kannu cried with pain. I sealed her lips with my mouth, one hand was supported her back while the other was pressing the melon as hard as it could. In this whole thing, I pushed her back till she hit a wall and later she was spread on the floor. In all this while, I did not leave her lips at all, nor I left pressing her boobs as hard as I could. After ages when I left her lips, her lower lip was swollen and water was coming out of her big eyes.
Madness, again, she still lying on the floor and me on top of her this time licking, biting and munching those big boobs. She kept on crying, pleading and throwing her hands and legs around, but madness and I kept on doing what I felt was the best thing to do with those boobs - feast on them.
Suddenly I realized that she is crying. I got up and I saw her beautiful face contorted. I still can't fathom what had overtaken me that day. The sight of that woman lying on floor was just spectacular. BIG boobs hanging out of still clasped bra, open blouse, bruised lips and big hickies over boobs - that was the sight.
"Why are you banging me?" crooned Kannu haltingly and between sobs.
"Noo, Main to bas... thoda .... wo control nahi ho raha tha...." I stammered
(No, I was, I mean, I could not control)
I caressed her cheeks, she snapped my hand away.
I carried on and again caressed her cheeks and hair, she once again threw her hand at my arm.
Slowly I kept on caressing her cheeks and hair and started giving her soft kisses. Mumbling, sorry and how pretty she looked, how big boobs are so inviting and so on. I kissed and licked her trickling tears.
Still lying on the floor, I softly gave her loads and loads of small kisses till her sobs subsided. My dick had been erect for long by then.
When her sobs subsided, I licked her boobs once again. Kissing them softly and I moved on her tummy and then I lifted the hem of her petticoat. She once again protested and I lifted her and we moved to the bed in the adjacent room.
On the bed, I started on her pussy by sliding her panty on one side, she squirmed with pleasure.
ooooh, wow, aur karo, please..... bahut din ho gaye.... koi nahi karta..... bhaiya.... mmmm, ooo....
aaah.....
Her husband was no different than most Indian men, who had never licked her pussy. On that say, she had cleaned the same using hair removing cream in the morning and the aroma of a wet pussy is something which I can't ignore. I licked with passion. Putting my tongue inside her pussy and vibrating it.
Don't know how and when my clothes were also undone and we were in 69 position. I remember fucking her face and she making obnoxious sounds. I felt her pulsating and twisting oddily couple of times and her thighs tightened over my head more than a few times, while she had orgasm after orgasm.
As if, she was mighty pleased to be licked, she was also mighty pleased to suck on my tool.
I warned... Mera hone wala hai. (I am about to cum...)
Hmmmm, hmmmm, hmmmm .... she gave her consent while still sucking on my dick.
My little whore, who had grown up, now took the complete load in her mouth.
When we got up to clean, she shouted at me.... "Ye kya kiya hai, kaise jaungi main ghar" (What have you done? How would I go back home). She was referring to the big hickies she had all over her breasts.
We set back systematically rubbing ice over those marks which she had over her boobs.
In her words, I screwed her twice while she made love to me twice during the day.
She later told me that she had to feign illness for next three days to hide the marks on her boobs and not allow her husband to come near her.
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