28-11-2018, 11:07 AM
Part - 14
As I pulled my lips away from her, she caressed my cheek and said "OK, you better eat the food when its hot beta ... let me serve it for you." She got busy getting the plates from the kitchen and laying out the food on the dining table. As I ate, she sat at the adjacent chair and watched me, resting her face on her hands, the elbows on the table, a tender smile on her face. After I finished my dinner, she cleared the table, and began to pack the containers back into the tiffin carrier. I settled down on the couch. After washing the dishes, she came back into the living room, wiping her hands on the pallu of her saree. Seeing her, I said "Sit for a while with me aunty..." patting the seat next to me.
She obliged with a smile, and sat down to my left. "The food was delicious aunty ... thank you..." I said with a smile. "Oh beta, don't embarrass me by saying thank you..." she replied. "Is there anything else you need beta..." she asked me gently. "Yes aunty, if you are not in a hurry to leave, I'd like to lie down in your lap for a little while..." I said in a childish tone. "Oh dikra ... yeh bhi kok poochne ki baat hai..." she replied immediately, and reaching out towards, pulled me towards her. I settled down on the couch, and lay down with my head in her lap. Supporting my head with one hand, she began to play with my hair with one hand, her other hand gently caressing my chest thru my vest. "Ummm..." I sighed contently, snuggling up closer to her so that my face pressed against the heavy firmness of her big breasts.
Looking up into her eyes, I saw her gazing at my face with a tender expression in her eyes. Reaching up with my hand, I slid my hand under the pallu of her saree, and began to rub her heavy firm breasts with the back of my palm over her blouse. She looked down at me and smiled understandingly when I did that. Reaching up to her shoulder she undid the safety pin that was holding her pallu at the shoulder. Without a word, she pulled the pallu off her shoulder and bared her massive chest to me, her heavy breasts firmly encased inside the blouse. "Mujhe aapka doodh peena hai, aunty..." I whispered hoarsely, looking into her eyes. "Haan beta..." she replied softly with a nod of her head.
Pulling her mangalsutra back, she began to unbutton her blouse, revealing the matronly black bra she was wearing underneath. Then she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, causing her massive heavy breasts to settle down into the loose cups of her bra. With a sigh, she pulled the cups of her bra up, baring those magnificent heavy and firm breasts to me. My cock which had formed a tent within my track pants by now lurched at the sight of her breasts. Cradling my head with her left hand, she cupped her right breast in her hand and fed it to me.
With a groan I opened my mouth and clamped it around the proffered tit-flesh, my tongue slurping on her thick dark brown nipples. As I reached out and took hold of her other free breast and began to squeeze and fondle them, she threw her head back with a sigh. As I continued to feast on her breasts, sucking hard on her nipples like a baby, she slid her hand down my stomach, and quickly slid down my tracks up to my thighs. Taking my turgid cock in her hand, she began to stroke me slowly as I continued to suckle on her breasts. I went berserk on her breasts as she did that.
After a while of doing that, she asked me in a throat whisper "Beta, do you want aunty to suck on your..." "Yes aunty..." I groaned. She helped me rise from her lap, and quickly stood up. As I lay back on the sofa, my head supported by the arm rest, she kneeled down near by stomach. On her knees, she leaned forward and took hold my cock in her right hand. She smeared the pre-cum which had oozed out my cock's slit all over the mushroom-shaped tip. Cupping her heavy breast in her left hand, she began to stroke my cock with the other hand in such a way that the tip of cock rubbed against her thick erect nipples. My cock was fully erect by now, and beginning to throb in her hand. She brought her face to my cock, and began to lick on the under-side of my cock.
She made the entire length of my cock wet with her tongue, and then rubbed my cock on her face, cheeks, and lips; stroking me at the same time. Then without a word she opened her mouth and took the head of my cock into her mouth. As I felt her warm wet mouth close on my cock, I threw back my head on the arm rest and sighed. As her tongue teased and licked the head of my cock, I bucked my hips thrusting my cock deeper into her mouth. She emitted a low moan, and began to move her head up and down on my cock, sucking me passionately.
As her head bobbed up and down, sucking on my cock, and her saliva drooling down from the sides of her mouth, I felt my sperm beginning to boil inside my balls. "Aunty ... I am going to cum ... I am going to cum..." I groaned. "Ummm..." she responded, continuing to suck on me harder. I knew she did not mind my cumming in her mouth, but today I was in the mood to see her get me off with a handjob and cum on her breasts. "Aunty..." I said hoarsely "I want to do it on your breasts..." Hearing that she pulled her mouth away from my cock, and looking at me, nodded gently. "Yes my son ... yes..." she gasped through her breath, and began to pump my cock faster, her other hand stimulating my swollen balls.
Leaning forward, she dangled her massive heavy breasts near my cock, the tip rubbing against her turgid nipple, even as she continued to stroke me rapidly. With a jerk, my cock erupted, the thick semen spurting out of my slit and landing on her breasts and neck. As she slowed down, my remaining spurts dribbled out of the cock head and slid down to her hand which was still holding my cock. As I fell back on the sofa drained, I felt her get up and go towards the kitchen. She returned with a damp wash cloth, and the wonderful woman that she was, proceeded to wipe me clean, and tuck my lip cock back into my track pants.
She then wiped my semen off her neck, breasts and belly; and proceeded to tuck her breasts inside her bra, and hook up her blouse. As I lay there catching my breath and looking at her, she smiled at me tenderly, adjusting the pallu of her saree. Leaning forward, she planted a quick kiss on my forehead and whispered "Good night my darling beta ... you take rest now ... I have to rush home because Jatin bhai would have come back by now..." Caressing my cheek one last time, she left, closing the door behind her. I fell into a deep slumber almost immediately afterwards.
As usual, I woke up the next morning with a raging hard-on. My truculent cock did not subside even after I finished my morning piss. I was tempted to jerk-off first thing in the morning, but held myself back. If everything went as per plan, I would need to save my cock's stamina for the day ahead. To get my mind off sex, I picked up my weights and headed to the terrace for a work-out. Having worked up a good sweat, I hit the shower to freshen up and finish my morning ablutions. Just as I was toweling myself dry, I heard the bell ring. It had to be the two maids I had employed. Wrapping the towel around my waist, I opened the door. To my surprise, it was Rani, the elder of the two maids, and she was alone. Her eyes widened noticeably when she saw me bare-chested with just the towel around my waist.
Letting her in, I greeted her cheerfully "Kaisi hai Rani..." "Acchhi hoon, sahib..." she replied meekly, as I closed the door behind her. She was dressed in the trademark village attire of ghagra, blouse, and choli. But I noticed something different about her today. She was looking noticeably fresher and cleaner, for lack of a better description. The wine red ghagra and choli looked now, and the choli tied across her torso had embroidered designs on it. She looked like she had bathed just a while back. Her hair was neatly tied in a single long braid, and I could smell a hint of some cheap talcum powder she had applied. As she stood there fidgeting with her choli, I asked her casually "Kya baat hai ... Pushpa nahi aayi aaj?" "Nahin, sahib ... aaj uski tabiyat kuch theek nahi hai ... to main akele hi aayi hoon..." she replied, albeit rather unconvincingly. I smiled inwardly when I heard that. The bitch had made sure she sent Rani alone so that I could have my fill.
"Theek hai tum jhaadoo pochha kar lo ... tab tak mein apni shave kar leta hoon..." I said to her non-chalantly. "Ji sahib..." she mumbled, her eyes avoiding mine, as she went inside to fetch the broom. As she walked inside, I noticed that she had worn some cheap anklets today, which made a jingling sound as she walked. "Oh dear ... she has come prepared today" I thought to myself, as I went into the bathroom to take care of my week-long stubble. As I finished my shave and came out after a while, I saw that she had finished her work and was waiting in the kitchen. "Kaam ho gaya, Rani?" I asked her casually, wiping my face with another towel. "Haan saheb..." she replied meekly, still looking down at the floor. Walking up to her, I asked her with a smile "Rani, tu mere liye ek aur kaam karegi?" She looked up at my face with an eager to please expression and replied tentatively "Haan saheb..."
I gazed into her eyes, and said "Tu mere liye ek cup chai banayegi?" Her face took on a look of utter surprise, and she seemed lost for words. "Nahi tujhe agar jaana hai to tu jaa sakti hai ... woh maine subah se chai nahi pee hai ... to maine socha ki tu agar bana degi to bahut acchha hoga..." I replied with a serious expression on her face. "Nahi, nahi saheb..." she finally blurted out " ... aapke liye chai main zaroor banaaoongi... "she continued. "Woh bus main nahi jaanti thhi ki aap mere haath ki chai piyenge ... is liye..." she tried to explain her initial lack of response. "Main abhi banaati hoon..." she continued, with a grateful smile on her face. As she got busy making the tea, I headed to my bedroom to tidy up. I decided to continue wearing just the towel, as I sprayed liberal amounts of deodorant on my body. She came into the room with the tea cup in a serving tray, as I was combing my hair.
Taking the cup from the tray, I said "Thank you, Rani ... par tumhari chai kahan hai?" Once again a look of pleasant surprise crossed her face, as she replied with a smile "Nahin saheb ... maine subha nashta kar liya hai" "Aisa nahi chalega ... tum saath nahi dogi to main bhi chai nahi peena wala..." I said to her with mock rebuke. "Par saheb..." she began to protest. "Jaao andar jaakar ek aur cup lekar aao..." I ordered her with mock irritation, cutting her off. Once again, she smiled and went into the kitchen to get another cup. Taking the cup from her hand, I poured half of the tea into the other cup, and handed it to her. "Shukriya saheb..." she said gratefully, looking into my eyes "aap bahut bhale aadmi hai ... yeh pehili baar hai ki aap jaise kisi saheb ke saath main chai pee rahi hoon..." "Main koi bada saheb waheb nahi hoon..." I dismissed her with a laugh.
As I sat down on the bed and began sipping on my tea, she sat down on her haunches on the floor with her back against the wall, and began to sip on hers. We sat there silently for a while, sipping on our tea, looking at each other once in a while, and exchanging silent smiles. The way she was sitting, her ghagra had ridden up to just below her knees, and I could see her strong dark muscular calves. As I was looking at her legs, I saw that she had observed me looking at her legs. But she averted her gaze, when I looked at her face. Finishing my tea, I handed her the cup, and she went into the kitchen with the empty cups. I picked up the newspaper and sat down on the bed, with my back resting on some pillows propped up against the head-rest.
After a while, she came back into the bedroom, wiping her hands on her choli. She stood there tentatively at the foot of my bed, as if waiting for my instructions. Looking up from the newspaper, I smiled at her and said "Itni acchhi chai pilane ke liye shukriya, Rani..." She blushed again, and replied "Aisa kyun bolte ho sahebji ... aapki seva karna to mera farz hai..." I laughed, and patting the bed, said "Aaaja ... thodi der baith aur aaram kar ... tujhe jaane ki jaldi to nahi hai na?" "Nahi, saheb..." she mumbled softly, and tentatively came and sat at the foot of the bed near my feet. As I looked at her, I noticed that she was pressing the index finger of her left hand with the choli, trying to take care of a cut on her finger. "Kya hua ... tera haath kaise kat gaya" I asked. "Oh, kucchh nahi saheb ... bas aaj subah sabzi kaat rahi thhi to haath kat gaya..." she replied, trying to hide her injured finger. "Dikhaao mujhe..." I ordered, reaching out with my hand.
She slid towards me tentatively on the bed, and held out her hand for me to inspect. Taking her hand in mine, I said "Arre, yeh to abhi bhi khoon beh raha hai..." noticing how calloused her hands were from hard work, and how dry her skin was. Getting up from the bed, I pulled out the first-aid box from my cabinet. Dabbing some Dettol on a piece of cotton, I sat down beside her and took her hand in mine again. "Saheb ... rehne deejiye ... aap kyun taklif le rahe hain" she protested. "Bas chup chaap baithe raho..." I ordered her with mock anger. Smearing the Dettol on her cut, I cleaned the wound first and taped it up with a Band-Aid. As I looked up at her face, I saw that she was gazing into my eyes, with a look of gratitude. Continuing in my gruff tone, I said "Yeh patti tum rakho apne paas ... aur shaam ko naya laga dena..." handing her a strip of Band-Aid.
She just mumbled "Theek hai, saheb..." as she continued to look into my eyes with a grateful expression. As I held her hand and looked at her closely, I realized that even though she was very dark, she had quite seductive in a dusky sort of a way. Her face was angular, with prominent cheek-bones and a prominent pointed chin. She had dark thick lips, and her dark complexion made her teeth look more white than normal. Her skin though dark, was dry and chapped at some places. And her hair had been oiled, and tied in a single long braid reaching up to her slender waist. The way she was sitting, I could see her firm ripe mango shaped breasts straining against the thin fabric of her wine-red blouse. The blouse was one size too small for her, and it was evident that there was no bra underneath. From my position, I could also get a clear view of the exposed portion of her belly.
My cock was beginning to harden by just looking at her from such close quarters. Getting up from the bed again, I went to my cabinet again, and came back with a bottle of hair conditioning, shampoo, a couple of bars of moisturizing soap, and a bottle of skin moisturizing lotion. Handing it to her, I said "Rani, yeh tum rakh lo ... aaj se nahate samay iska istamaal karna ... aur nahane ke baad apne badan par yeh lotion lagana" As she took the items from my hand, she looked up at me in wonder, and seemed to be lost for words. She dropped her gaze and looking down into her lap, sat silently. Sitting down by her side again, I asked "Kya hua Rani ... tumko yeh cheeze pasand nahi?" "Nahi, nahi saheb ... aisi baat nahi hai" she replied softly, stil avoiding eye contact. "Woh bus ... bus ... main agar isko ghar lekar jaoongi ... to ... to ... meri saasu maa poochegi ki itni mehangi cheeze mujhe kahaan se mili ... aur phir woh yeh sab chheen lengi mere paas se..." she continued in a sad tone.
"Oh, to yeh baat hai..." I replied. "To tu ek kaam kar ... inko tu yahin par rahk ... aajse tu idhar mere ghar par aakar nahaana ... phir tujhe yeh ghar par le jaane ki zaroorat nahi hai ... theek hai?" I said in a warm tone. She looked up at me again with that pitiably grateful look, and replied meekly "Saheb ... aap bahut bhale aadmi ho ... main aapka yeh karz kabhi nahi chuka paaoongi..." touching my feet in gratitude. "Dhat..." I dismissed her " ... yeh koi karz nahi hai ... maine kaha thha na ... tu mera khayal rakhegi to main tera khayal rakhoonga..." I replied, squeezing her arm. She looked into my eyes again for a moment, and then without a word, slid down the bed towards my feet. Without looking into my eyes, she silently began to press my feet with both her hands. As she began to press my feet, taking care to press each finger of my toes, and slowly move up to my ankles, I looked into the cleavage caused by her leaning forward slightly, and her arms pressing her ripe breasts together inside the blouse.
My cock stiffened further, as I sat back on the pillows, and enjoyed the feeling of my feet being pressed. I was almost lying back fully in that position now, as she went about her task of pressing my feet with dedication, I said to her in warm voice "Bahut acchha lag raha hai Rani... " Hearing my words, she looked up to me, and smiled shyly, before returning her gaze to my feet. As her hands moved up towards my shin and calves, she had to lean forward further, which caused the pallu of her choli to slide of her shoulder, and come to rest on her arms at the crook of her elbows. As her young ripe 32-C mango-shaped breasts clad inside the blouse were exposed, I noticed her steal a glance towards her cleavage and the displaced pallu. But she made no attempt to put her pallu back in place. As I gazed at her breasts straining against the thin fabric of her blouse, the armpits of her blouse wet with sweat, she looked up at me and caught me looking.
A flicker of uncertainty crossed her face, as if she was wondering if I liked what I saw, but she maintained a serious expression on her face and continued pressing my legs. She straightened her back for a moment, and wiping the sweat of her brow with the back of her left hand, she slid up further towards my torso, so that she could reach up to my thighs. As she did that, her pallu slid off completely from her arms, and came to rest in her laps, giving me an unrestricted view of her blouse-clad breasts and her dark-skinned flat belly with just a hint of flab on it, adorned by a deep navel.
The white turkish bath-towel I had wrapped around my waist, had slid up above my knees, and was parted at the knees, exposing my hairy thighs. My cock was by now standing almost fully erect like a pole, and had created a tent inside the towel at my crotch. As she gently kneaded the flesh of my thighs with her hands, I saw her steal a glance towards my erection which was sticking up like a tent-pole inside the towel. Her hands had now reached the portion of my thighs above the knees, and if she proceeded any further she would have to slide her hands under the towel, which would cause my throbbing hardness to come into view. Realizing her predicament, I saw her pause with uncertainty. She looked into my eyes silently with an unsure expression as if asking me what I wanted her to do next.
Without any warning, I reached out and cupped her firm pliant breasts through her blouse, and squeezed. She sighed as she felt my fingers close around her young firm breasts, and she arched her back and threw back her head, biting her lips to stifle the cry that escaped from her throat. I cried out hoarsely, "Rani..." as I continued to squeeze her breasts harder through the cheap fabric of her blouse. She returned her gaze to look towards me, as I did that. "Apna blouse khol de Rani..." I whispered to her hoarsely, continuing to maul her young firm and ripe breasts through the blouse. She dropped her gaze to her lap, and without a word began to unbutton the hooks of her blouse.
As the last hook came undone, and she parted the flaps of her blouse, her dark succulent mango-shaped ripe young 32-C breasts came into view. They stood proudly on her chest like twin mounds, with a pointed tip. But the mouth-watering thing about those young tits of hers was those incredibly long and thick dark black nipples that adorned them. They were by far the largest and thickest nipples I had ever seen on a girl, and were just waiting to be sucked and chewed on. With a groan, I grabbed her by her waist with my left hand, and pulling her towards me, took hold of her bared breast in my right hand. As my hands closed around the firm tit-flesh of her ripe young breasts, she let out another sigh, and dropped her chin to her left shoulder, biting her lips in the process. As her thick big nipples burnt into the palm of my hand, I began to knead the flesh of her proffered breasts, twisting her turgid nipples between my thumb and forefinger. Letting go of her waist, I reached out with my other hand also, and began to squeeze and fondle her juicy young breasts with both my hands, causing her to lift her head and gaze at my face solemnly with those dark questioning eyes of hers.
I beckoned to her to come closer with a nod of my head. She immediately responded by sliding closer to me and leaning forward, dangling those ripe young breasts near my face. I moved my head slightly and opening my mouth, flicked my tongue across her thick nipple, causing her to shiver involuntarily. Opening my mouth, I clamped my mouth and her right breast, and began to suck on it with vigor. An audible hiss escaped her lips, even as her fingers clutched my thigh harder. Continuing to maul her supple left breast with my hand, I sucked on her right breast, teasing the thick nipple with my teeth. She responded by holding my head with her left hand, while sliding her other hand up to my chest to caress it. As she did that, her elbow brushed against my hard-on which was standing up like a tent-pole under the thick towel. Looking up at her as I continued to suckle on her juicy breasts, I saw that she was gazing at my face intently.
Returning her solemn gaze by looking her in the eye, I released her breast from my mouth and whipped the towel off my raging hard-on in a swift motion, baring my erect cock to her view. As my cock sprang out and slapped against my belly, I heard a small sigh escape her lips, as she bit her lips. As she avoided making eye contact with me and looked solemnly at my hard cock, I pressed my thumb against the base of my cock from top, causing it to stand up erect, swaying gently in her face. My foreskin was pulled back partly, with a small drop of pre-cum glistening at the slit on the tip of my swollen blood-gorged cock. Reaching out with my other hand, I squeezed her hand, causing her to look up towards me.
As she gazed at me with submissiveness, as if asking me what I wanted, I just nodded my head quietly. Getting the message, she reached out tentatively and took my throbbing cock in her right hand. As she gently ran her fingers along the shaft of my cock, she looked up into my eyes with an expression of gratefulness. I just smiled at her in return, and nodded my head in consent. Wrapping her fingers around my cock, she began to stroke it slowly; even as her other hand instinctively began to caress my thighs and my taut belly. I reached out and took hold of her breast again, and began to fondle them.
As she continued to stroke me, I parted my thighs and raised my hips off the bed, urging her to stroke faster. She moved her hand which was caressing my thigh, to cup my heavy swollen balls, and fondle them gently, even as she continued to stroke my cock. As a drop of pre-cum oozed out of the slit of my cock, she quickly smeared it around the blood-gorged mushroom-shaped head of my cock with her fingers. As she gazed into my eyes again with that same serious look, I smiled at her gently, and reached out to caress her cheek. She reciprocated with a shy smile, biting her lips, and tilting her head to rest her face in the palm of my hand. Looking her in the eye, I gently pulled her face towards my cock. Without any resistance, she allowed her face to be pulled towards my cock. With my cock inches away from her mouth, she looked up into my eyes with a solemn questioning look, as if asking for my permission to go ahead. I just nodded my head.
With a soft sigh, she wet her lips with her tongue and without any qualms, opened her mouth and took my rigid cock into her mouth. As her warm wet mouth closed around my cock, I groaned with pleasure, and grabbing her head with my hand, pushed my cock deeper into her mouth. As the tip of my cock hit the back of her throat, she let out a soft gurgle and opened her mouth wider to accommodate my thick cock in her throat. Taking hold of the base of my cock with her right hand, she began to bob her head up and down in a quick practiced motion, and began to suck on my cock ardently. As her thick nipples grazed against my thighs, I grabbed hold of them and squeezed them hard, moaning in the process. As she went about the task of sucking on my cock, it became apparent to me that she was adept at this, and that this was not the first time she was doing this.
The very thought of having this naïve village girl whom I had lusted for so long, baring her juicy breasts for me and sucking on my cock, sent a thrill through my body. I didn't want to come so quickly, so I took hold of her head and pulled it back gently. As my cock slipped out of her wet mouth, a trail of her saliva dribbled out of the side of her mouth, which she wiped quickly with the back of her hand. Looking at my face with concern, she asked in a soft whisper "Kya huaa saheb ... maine kucchh galat kiya?" "Nahi Rani ... bahut acchha lag raha hai mujhe ... tu aise hi karti rahegi to mera paani abhi chhoot jayega..." I replied with a smile. This elicited a small shy smile from her, biting her lips in the process. "Tu zara khadi ho jaa ... main tujhe dekhna chaahta hoon" I told her.
She stood up quickly, and stood there next to my bed, her hands fiddling with her choli. As I looked at her standing there, her blouse open to bare her young ripe breasts, and her pallu hanging by her side, I felt another spasm of pleasure course through me. "Ab apna blouse aur choli utar de, Rani" I instructed her hoarsely. Without a word, she complied by removing her choli completely, and the proceeding to peel the open blouse of her torso. As she stood there quietly, her hands clasped in front of her, in only her ghagra, I took hold of my cock and began to stroke it gently, looking her in the eye in the process.
Continuing to stroke my cock with my left hand, I reached out with the other hand and pulled her closer towards me. Patting her thigh through her ghagra, I said to her "Apna pair uthakar bistar par rakh, Rani..." She complied by lifting her left leg, bending it at the knee, and placing them on the bed next to my torso. As her dark-skinned ankles and calves came into view, I reached out with my hand again and caressed the firm flesh of her calves. Looking into her eyes again, I said "Ab apna ghagra uthaa, Rani..." With that same submissive look on her face, she complied by pulling up her ghagra well above her knees, baring her dark muscular thighs, and the thick bush of her dark hairy pussy. As my hand crept up her thigh, and began to tease the inside of her thigh, I saw her drop her head in shame and bit her lips. Her pussy was covered with a dense patch of curly black hair, and it was obvious that she never trimmed or shaved her pussy hair.
Sliding my fingers further upwards, I began to caress the puffy lips of her pussy through the dense hair, causing her to shudder involuntarily. As I looked up at her, she quickly averted her gaze, and co-operated by lifting her ghagra further up. Her pussy hair was damp with her juices, and I could smell the musky odour of her young, rustic cunt. With a sigh, I slid my thumb into the slit of her wet pussy, causing her to let out a small cry of "Unnnhhh..." and bite her lips. Her pussy was so hot and juicy that it felt like I was dipping my thumb into a cup of molten lava. As I began to rub my thumb on her erect clitoris, she threw her head back and involuntarily grabbed hold of my fore-arm.
I was pleased to note that she was co-operating by holding up her ghagra with her left hand while clutching my fore-arm with the other. Getting up from the bed, I quickly stood behind her and held her from behind, my hands holding her by her soft belly. Resting my chin on her shoulders, I began to run my tongue on her ear-lobes, causing her to shiver with pleasure, even as my hands crept up her belly and took hold of her ripe young breasts. As my hands closed around the soft plaint flesh of her young breasts, I felt her pencil thick inch-long nipples burn into the palm of my hands. As I began to knead her breasts and pinch her nipples, I whispered into her ear "Apna ghagra utaar de, Rani..." She complied quickly by unfastening the cord that tied her ghagra at the waist. As the cord came loose, her ghagra slid down her legs to fall in a heap around her ankles, leaving her completely naked.
Like an obedient slave, she turned to look at me, as if awaiting further instructions from me. With a groan, I grabbed her by her breasts again, and pressed her dark slim body to mine, pressing my rigid cock into the crack of her ass in the process. As she felt my hard cock press against her ass, she let out an involuntary cry, and pressed my hand which was mauling her breasts, with her own hands. Sliding my right hand down her belly, I began to once again caress her hairy vagina, sliding my middle finger into the moist depths. She let out a soft guttural moan as my finger invaded the depths of her soaking wet pussy, and threw her head back, resting it against my chest. Her eyes were closed, and her breathing was beginning to get shallow.
Continuing to finger her soaking wet pussy with my right hand, and mauling her ripe mango-shaped breasts with my left, I whispered to her hoarsely "Ab tu mujhe andar lene ke liye tayyar hai, Rani?" Struggling to control the convulsions that racked her body, she bit her lips, and managed to whimper "Unnhhh ... haan saheb,, haan..." "To phir jaldi se tu bistar pe haath rakhkar aage ki aur jhukh jaa..." I said to her quickly, pushing her towards the bed. As she bent forward on the bed, supporting herself with both hands on the bed, I took hold of my cock and began to rub it in between the crack of her ass. Seeing her dark body bent over the bed, her juicy mango-shaped tits hanging from her chest, her round compact ass waiting to take my rampaging cock inside her, I felt a sense of power course through my body. As I pushed her legs wider apart, and positioned my cock behind her, she turned back to look at me with an expression of fear on her face.
Catching her look, I asked her "Kya hua Rani..." Shaking her head nervously, she swallowed, and then said in a faltering voice "Saheb ... main ... main thhoda ... thhoda tel lagaoon kya?" "Kyun tel ki kya zaroorat hai" I asked her "Tu itni geeli to hai..." She bit her lips again, and looking at me with that same expression of fear, replied "Haan saheb, lekin ... lekin maine socha ki shaayad ... shaayad aap meri ... meri ghaand mein daalne wale hain ... isliye tel..." Hearing these words, my cock lurched against her ass once again. Caressing her back gently, I replied to her gently "Nahin Rani ... tu chinta mat kar ... main teri ghaand nahi maarne wala hoon ... main bas peecche se teri choot mein daalne wala hoon..." Hearing these words, she relaxed visibily, and with a grateful look replied in a small voice "Oh maaf karna saheb ... maine socha ki..." As her words trailed off, she managed to give me a shy grateful smile, and dropped her gaze to the bed, on which she was still leaning forward.
As if on second thought, she once again turned her head sideways to look up at me and said "Saheb ... main ... main aapke liye kuchh bhi karne ke liye taiyyar hoon ... aap ... aap chaaho to ... chaaho to meri ... meri ghaand bhi ... maar sakte ho..." swallowing once again. "Bas ... bas thhoda tel lagane ki bheek mangoongi ... kyoonki ... kyoonki bina tel ke bahut ... bahut dard hota hai..." she managed to mumble. I felt my mouth go dry as I heard these words, my mind trying to imagine how it would feel to fuck this young village servant girl in the ass! Getting my lust under control, I said to her mildly, "Tu chinta mat kar Rani ... agar mera man kara teri ghaand maarne ka ... to main zaroor tel ka istemaal karoonga ... aur agar tujhe bahut dard hoto hai to main nahi karoonga ... theek hai" "Theek hai saheb..." she managed to mumble with relief in her dark eyes.
With a smile, I once again positioned my cock behind her, and rubbed it against the hairy slit of her moist pussy from behind. Her torso trembled, and she spread her legs wider, and pushing her butt backwards towards me, encouraged me to slide my cock into her pussy. As the swollen tip of my turgid cock rubbed against her hairy slit, I felt her reach out between her thighs, and guide my cock towards the opening of her vagina. Slowly, I pushed my hips forward, pushing my swollen hard cock to slide inside the molten hotness of her slipper wet vagina. As she felt the girth of my thick cock entering her, stretching the confines of her pussy, she let out a long moan. Grabbing hold of her back by her waist, I began to thrust my cock inside her pussy slowly. Gradually I pushed my cock fully inside her from behind, and leaning forward, cupped both her delicious juicy breasts which were dangling from her torso, and quivering with excitement. As my fingers closed around her ripe breasts, I began a slow pumping motion of my hips, sliding my cock in and out of her wet cunt.
Rani was just the kind of fuck I enjoyed, completely docile and yet totally willing to please. As I enjoyed the sensation of my cock sliding in and out of her juicy pussy, I couldn't help but think that this was perhaps the best cunt I had experienced. Her vagina was just the right fit for my cock, not too tight, and not to loose either. And the way her vagina muscles clamped around my cock each time I thrust deep into her, it felt like my cock was being milked. As I continued to thrust into her at a relaxed place, I couldn't help but notice the way her moderately sized round derriere quivered each time my hips smacked against hers. The single long braid of her tied hair hung over her shoulder.
As I continued to caress her waist with my left hand, and fondle her unique mango-shaped dark breasts with my right, I asked her gently "Takleef to nahi ho rahi hai na, Rani?" Clearing her throat, she whispered back "Nahin saheb..." even as she settled down on her elbows on the bed, her face buried in my pillow, and her delectable black ass thrust out towards me. "Acchhaa lag raha hai tujhe... ?" I asked her gently, continuing to fuck her at the same relaxed pace. Twisting her face sideways on the pillow, she strained to look back at me and replied in a hoarse whisper "Haan saheb ... acchhaa lag raha hai..." and after a pause added "Aapko acchhaa lag raha hai, saheb?" "Haan Rani, mujhe bhi acchhaa lag raha hai..." I replied with a smile.
I was now dying to fuck her harder, so I leant forward on her back once again, and said "Ab main thhoda zor se karoonga Rani, theek hai?" "Ji saheb ... aap ... aap chahte ho ki main kucchh karoon to mujhe bataiye ... main ... main aapko khush karna chaahti hoon..." she replied amidst gasps, as my relaxed by relentless stroking of her pussy began to excite her responsive cunt. In response, I pulled my cock out of her cunt, and pulled her upright. Turning her to face me, I looked into her eyes, and said "Main tujhe dekhna chaahta hoon Rani ... khaskar tere in aam jaise raseele mammo ko..." Her dark face flushed with embarrassment on hearing that. Sitting down on the bed, I pulled her naked body towards me and made her sit in my lap facing me.
Cupping her delicious breasts, I bent forward and began sucking on those amazingly long & thick nipples again, eliciting a moan of pleasure from her again. Pulling my mouth away from her tits, I told her "Ab tu aise baithkar isko apne andar le..." Biting her lips, she lifted her hips from my lap, and taking hold of my wet slippery cock in her hands, guided it towards the opening her well lubricated cunt. Placing one hand on my shoulder, she pushed herself down, driving my swollen cock head into her vagina. As the girth of my cock once again penetrated the depths of her pussy, she bit her lips and closed her eyes. As she settled down with my cock fully inside her, I leant back on the bed, supporting myself with both my hands behind my back. Leaning forward to hold on to my shoulders for support, she began to slowly move her hips up and down on my raging hard cock.
As she impaled herself on my cock, and began to thrust down with increasing vigour, she closed her eyes and began to let out slow moans. I watched her intently, as her pert mango-shaped breasts quivered and jerked with each thrust, those delicious black long nipples drawing circles in the air. I lay back on the bed fully now, which made her pause and adjust her position. Climbing on to the bed, she now squatted on her haunches over my cock, and leaning forward once again, resting her hands on my shoulders for support, began to thrust down on my cock ardently. Her breathing was beginning to get ragged, as my stiff cock slid in and out easily of her wet juicy cunt with a squishy sound at each thrust of her hips. Her firm young dark breasts which were jiggling in front of my face seemed to be dying for my touch. Reaching out with both hands, I grabbed hold of both of them and mauled them savagely, pinching her long thick nipples painfully.
Her eyes were screwed shut, and she was biting her lips, continuously emitting those same arousing moans of pleasure. I could feel her pussy begining to spasm and contract on my thick cock, as her impending orgasm began to take control of her body. Letting go of those delicious breasts, I held her by her hips, and began to thrust my hips upwards, driving my cock to new depths in her pussy each time she thrust down. I could feel her pussy juices begin to flow, and trickle down the length of my shaft on to my balls. As my balls tightened, I said to myself that hers was the best pussy I had fucked so far in my life; for the sheer sensation of it. I noticed that she was beginning to tire with the effort of squatting on my cock and pumping her hips, and that she was beginning to whimper like a woman who was no longer in control of her desires. If she continued this any longer, I was sure I would erupt in no time.
Wrapping my arms around her back, I pulled her towards me, causing her to fall on my torso, her breasts squashed against my chest, those thick nipples seeming to burn into my chest. With my cock still firmly impaled inside her squishy wet cunt, I rolled her on to her back, and got on top of her. Positioning myself between her legs on my knees, I thrust a pillow under her ass, getting her tight gaping pussy to the right height for my cock. As I pulled my cock out of her wet pussy, she clutched the sheets, and began to thrust her hips upwards towards me, as if begging me to thrust my cock into her. Taking hold of her legs, I pushed them backwards towards her torso, making her bend her legs at the knees, and making them stick out in the air. Rubbing my cock at the slit of her sloppy wet hairy pussy, I asked her "Acchhaa lag raha hai, Rani..." She looked into my eyes with that same doleful look, and whimpered back "Haan saheb ... haan ... haan ... mujhe aur mat tadpaao..." throwing her head from side to side.
With a groan, I straightened my legs, and supporting myself with my arms on either side of her head, thrust my bloated hard cock into the depths of her pussy again. She cried out "Ohh maa..." And grabbing hold of my muscular arms began to emit low throaty moans. As I looked at the dressing table mirror by the side of the bed, I was thrilled to see the sight of the innocent young dark-skinned Rani, on her back on my bed, with her legs sticking out straight up in the air, getting fucked hard by me, her body shuddering each time I rammed my cock into her. She too seemed to see where I was looking, and as her eyes met mine in the mirror, her orgasm hit her, causing her to thrash her lithe body violently on the bed, and her legs wrapping tight around my back.
Her hips bucked up spasmodically, as she bit her lips hard again, and let out a low throaty groan, her pussy juices gushing out of her pussy, and trickling down her ass on to the bed. "Saheb..." She nearly screamed, grabbing hold of my arms, with a pleading look into my eyes, as if begging me for something. As my penis began to tremble, and my jism began to boil inside my balls, the realization hit me that she was probably scared of getting pregnant if I came inside her. With a groan, I pulled myself hastily out of her, just as my slipper wet cock gave a violent jerk, and the first spurt of my hot cum blasted out of the sit of my cock head. The orgasm was so strong, that my first burst shot out of my cock, and landed on top of her left breast. As I arched my back and threw my head back, I groaned "Ohh Rani..." She immediately took hold of my jerking cock and fisted me vigorously, causing my remaining semen to shoot out of my rampaging cock and land on her belly and the underside of her quivering dark breasts.
To Be Continued..
As I pulled my lips away from her, she caressed my cheek and said "OK, you better eat the food when its hot beta ... let me serve it for you." She got busy getting the plates from the kitchen and laying out the food on the dining table. As I ate, she sat at the adjacent chair and watched me, resting her face on her hands, the elbows on the table, a tender smile on her face. After I finished my dinner, she cleared the table, and began to pack the containers back into the tiffin carrier. I settled down on the couch. After washing the dishes, she came back into the living room, wiping her hands on the pallu of her saree. Seeing her, I said "Sit for a while with me aunty..." patting the seat next to me.
She obliged with a smile, and sat down to my left. "The food was delicious aunty ... thank you..." I said with a smile. "Oh beta, don't embarrass me by saying thank you..." she replied. "Is there anything else you need beta..." she asked me gently. "Yes aunty, if you are not in a hurry to leave, I'd like to lie down in your lap for a little while..." I said in a childish tone. "Oh dikra ... yeh bhi kok poochne ki baat hai..." she replied immediately, and reaching out towards, pulled me towards her. I settled down on the couch, and lay down with my head in her lap. Supporting my head with one hand, she began to play with my hair with one hand, her other hand gently caressing my chest thru my vest. "Ummm..." I sighed contently, snuggling up closer to her so that my face pressed against the heavy firmness of her big breasts.
Looking up into her eyes, I saw her gazing at my face with a tender expression in her eyes. Reaching up with my hand, I slid my hand under the pallu of her saree, and began to rub her heavy firm breasts with the back of my palm over her blouse. She looked down at me and smiled understandingly when I did that. Reaching up to her shoulder she undid the safety pin that was holding her pallu at the shoulder. Without a word, she pulled the pallu off her shoulder and bared her massive chest to me, her heavy breasts firmly encased inside the blouse. "Mujhe aapka doodh peena hai, aunty..." I whispered hoarsely, looking into her eyes. "Haan beta..." she replied softly with a nod of her head.
Pulling her mangalsutra back, she began to unbutton her blouse, revealing the matronly black bra she was wearing underneath. Then she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, causing her massive heavy breasts to settle down into the loose cups of her bra. With a sigh, she pulled the cups of her bra up, baring those magnificent heavy and firm breasts to me. My cock which had formed a tent within my track pants by now lurched at the sight of her breasts. Cradling my head with her left hand, she cupped her right breast in her hand and fed it to me.
With a groan I opened my mouth and clamped it around the proffered tit-flesh, my tongue slurping on her thick dark brown nipples. As I reached out and took hold of her other free breast and began to squeeze and fondle them, she threw her head back with a sigh. As I continued to feast on her breasts, sucking hard on her nipples like a baby, she slid her hand down my stomach, and quickly slid down my tracks up to my thighs. Taking my turgid cock in her hand, she began to stroke me slowly as I continued to suckle on her breasts. I went berserk on her breasts as she did that.
After a while of doing that, she asked me in a throat whisper "Beta, do you want aunty to suck on your..." "Yes aunty..." I groaned. She helped me rise from her lap, and quickly stood up. As I lay back on the sofa, my head supported by the arm rest, she kneeled down near by stomach. On her knees, she leaned forward and took hold my cock in her right hand. She smeared the pre-cum which had oozed out my cock's slit all over the mushroom-shaped tip. Cupping her heavy breast in her left hand, she began to stroke my cock with the other hand in such a way that the tip of cock rubbed against her thick erect nipples. My cock was fully erect by now, and beginning to throb in her hand. She brought her face to my cock, and began to lick on the under-side of my cock.
She made the entire length of my cock wet with her tongue, and then rubbed my cock on her face, cheeks, and lips; stroking me at the same time. Then without a word she opened her mouth and took the head of my cock into her mouth. As I felt her warm wet mouth close on my cock, I threw back my head on the arm rest and sighed. As her tongue teased and licked the head of my cock, I bucked my hips thrusting my cock deeper into her mouth. She emitted a low moan, and began to move her head up and down on my cock, sucking me passionately.
As her head bobbed up and down, sucking on my cock, and her saliva drooling down from the sides of her mouth, I felt my sperm beginning to boil inside my balls. "Aunty ... I am going to cum ... I am going to cum..." I groaned. "Ummm..." she responded, continuing to suck on me harder. I knew she did not mind my cumming in her mouth, but today I was in the mood to see her get me off with a handjob and cum on her breasts. "Aunty..." I said hoarsely "I want to do it on your breasts..." Hearing that she pulled her mouth away from my cock, and looking at me, nodded gently. "Yes my son ... yes..." she gasped through her breath, and began to pump my cock faster, her other hand stimulating my swollen balls.
Leaning forward, she dangled her massive heavy breasts near my cock, the tip rubbing against her turgid nipple, even as she continued to stroke me rapidly. With a jerk, my cock erupted, the thick semen spurting out of my slit and landing on her breasts and neck. As she slowed down, my remaining spurts dribbled out of the cock head and slid down to her hand which was still holding my cock. As I fell back on the sofa drained, I felt her get up and go towards the kitchen. She returned with a damp wash cloth, and the wonderful woman that she was, proceeded to wipe me clean, and tuck my lip cock back into my track pants.
She then wiped my semen off her neck, breasts and belly; and proceeded to tuck her breasts inside her bra, and hook up her blouse. As I lay there catching my breath and looking at her, she smiled at me tenderly, adjusting the pallu of her saree. Leaning forward, she planted a quick kiss on my forehead and whispered "Good night my darling beta ... you take rest now ... I have to rush home because Jatin bhai would have come back by now..." Caressing my cheek one last time, she left, closing the door behind her. I fell into a deep slumber almost immediately afterwards.
As usual, I woke up the next morning with a raging hard-on. My truculent cock did not subside even after I finished my morning piss. I was tempted to jerk-off first thing in the morning, but held myself back. If everything went as per plan, I would need to save my cock's stamina for the day ahead. To get my mind off sex, I picked up my weights and headed to the terrace for a work-out. Having worked up a good sweat, I hit the shower to freshen up and finish my morning ablutions. Just as I was toweling myself dry, I heard the bell ring. It had to be the two maids I had employed. Wrapping the towel around my waist, I opened the door. To my surprise, it was Rani, the elder of the two maids, and she was alone. Her eyes widened noticeably when she saw me bare-chested with just the towel around my waist.
Letting her in, I greeted her cheerfully "Kaisi hai Rani..." "Acchhi hoon, sahib..." she replied meekly, as I closed the door behind her. She was dressed in the trademark village attire of ghagra, blouse, and choli. But I noticed something different about her today. She was looking noticeably fresher and cleaner, for lack of a better description. The wine red ghagra and choli looked now, and the choli tied across her torso had embroidered designs on it. She looked like she had bathed just a while back. Her hair was neatly tied in a single long braid, and I could smell a hint of some cheap talcum powder she had applied. As she stood there fidgeting with her choli, I asked her casually "Kya baat hai ... Pushpa nahi aayi aaj?" "Nahin, sahib ... aaj uski tabiyat kuch theek nahi hai ... to main akele hi aayi hoon..." she replied, albeit rather unconvincingly. I smiled inwardly when I heard that. The bitch had made sure she sent Rani alone so that I could have my fill.
"Theek hai tum jhaadoo pochha kar lo ... tab tak mein apni shave kar leta hoon..." I said to her non-chalantly. "Ji sahib..." she mumbled, her eyes avoiding mine, as she went inside to fetch the broom. As she walked inside, I noticed that she had worn some cheap anklets today, which made a jingling sound as she walked. "Oh dear ... she has come prepared today" I thought to myself, as I went into the bathroom to take care of my week-long stubble. As I finished my shave and came out after a while, I saw that she had finished her work and was waiting in the kitchen. "Kaam ho gaya, Rani?" I asked her casually, wiping my face with another towel. "Haan saheb..." she replied meekly, still looking down at the floor. Walking up to her, I asked her with a smile "Rani, tu mere liye ek aur kaam karegi?" She looked up at my face with an eager to please expression and replied tentatively "Haan saheb..."
I gazed into her eyes, and said "Tu mere liye ek cup chai banayegi?" Her face took on a look of utter surprise, and she seemed lost for words. "Nahi tujhe agar jaana hai to tu jaa sakti hai ... woh maine subah se chai nahi pee hai ... to maine socha ki tu agar bana degi to bahut acchha hoga..." I replied with a serious expression on her face. "Nahi, nahi saheb..." she finally blurted out " ... aapke liye chai main zaroor banaaoongi... "she continued. "Woh bus main nahi jaanti thhi ki aap mere haath ki chai piyenge ... is liye..." she tried to explain her initial lack of response. "Main abhi banaati hoon..." she continued, with a grateful smile on her face. As she got busy making the tea, I headed to my bedroom to tidy up. I decided to continue wearing just the towel, as I sprayed liberal amounts of deodorant on my body. She came into the room with the tea cup in a serving tray, as I was combing my hair.
Taking the cup from the tray, I said "Thank you, Rani ... par tumhari chai kahan hai?" Once again a look of pleasant surprise crossed her face, as she replied with a smile "Nahin saheb ... maine subha nashta kar liya hai" "Aisa nahi chalega ... tum saath nahi dogi to main bhi chai nahi peena wala..." I said to her with mock rebuke. "Par saheb..." she began to protest. "Jaao andar jaakar ek aur cup lekar aao..." I ordered her with mock irritation, cutting her off. Once again, she smiled and went into the kitchen to get another cup. Taking the cup from her hand, I poured half of the tea into the other cup, and handed it to her. "Shukriya saheb..." she said gratefully, looking into my eyes "aap bahut bhale aadmi hai ... yeh pehili baar hai ki aap jaise kisi saheb ke saath main chai pee rahi hoon..." "Main koi bada saheb waheb nahi hoon..." I dismissed her with a laugh.
As I sat down on the bed and began sipping on my tea, she sat down on her haunches on the floor with her back against the wall, and began to sip on hers. We sat there silently for a while, sipping on our tea, looking at each other once in a while, and exchanging silent smiles. The way she was sitting, her ghagra had ridden up to just below her knees, and I could see her strong dark muscular calves. As I was looking at her legs, I saw that she had observed me looking at her legs. But she averted her gaze, when I looked at her face. Finishing my tea, I handed her the cup, and she went into the kitchen with the empty cups. I picked up the newspaper and sat down on the bed, with my back resting on some pillows propped up against the head-rest.
After a while, she came back into the bedroom, wiping her hands on her choli. She stood there tentatively at the foot of my bed, as if waiting for my instructions. Looking up from the newspaper, I smiled at her and said "Itni acchhi chai pilane ke liye shukriya, Rani..." She blushed again, and replied "Aisa kyun bolte ho sahebji ... aapki seva karna to mera farz hai..." I laughed, and patting the bed, said "Aaaja ... thodi der baith aur aaram kar ... tujhe jaane ki jaldi to nahi hai na?" "Nahi, saheb..." she mumbled softly, and tentatively came and sat at the foot of the bed near my feet. As I looked at her, I noticed that she was pressing the index finger of her left hand with the choli, trying to take care of a cut on her finger. "Kya hua ... tera haath kaise kat gaya" I asked. "Oh, kucchh nahi saheb ... bas aaj subah sabzi kaat rahi thhi to haath kat gaya..." she replied, trying to hide her injured finger. "Dikhaao mujhe..." I ordered, reaching out with my hand.
She slid towards me tentatively on the bed, and held out her hand for me to inspect. Taking her hand in mine, I said "Arre, yeh to abhi bhi khoon beh raha hai..." noticing how calloused her hands were from hard work, and how dry her skin was. Getting up from the bed, I pulled out the first-aid box from my cabinet. Dabbing some Dettol on a piece of cotton, I sat down beside her and took her hand in mine again. "Saheb ... rehne deejiye ... aap kyun taklif le rahe hain" she protested. "Bas chup chaap baithe raho..." I ordered her with mock anger. Smearing the Dettol on her cut, I cleaned the wound first and taped it up with a Band-Aid. As I looked up at her face, I saw that she was gazing into my eyes, with a look of gratitude. Continuing in my gruff tone, I said "Yeh patti tum rakho apne paas ... aur shaam ko naya laga dena..." handing her a strip of Band-Aid.
She just mumbled "Theek hai, saheb..." as she continued to look into my eyes with a grateful expression. As I held her hand and looked at her closely, I realized that even though she was very dark, she had quite seductive in a dusky sort of a way. Her face was angular, with prominent cheek-bones and a prominent pointed chin. She had dark thick lips, and her dark complexion made her teeth look more white than normal. Her skin though dark, was dry and chapped at some places. And her hair had been oiled, and tied in a single long braid reaching up to her slender waist. The way she was sitting, I could see her firm ripe mango shaped breasts straining against the thin fabric of her wine-red blouse. The blouse was one size too small for her, and it was evident that there was no bra underneath. From my position, I could also get a clear view of the exposed portion of her belly.
My cock was beginning to harden by just looking at her from such close quarters. Getting up from the bed again, I went to my cabinet again, and came back with a bottle of hair conditioning, shampoo, a couple of bars of moisturizing soap, and a bottle of skin moisturizing lotion. Handing it to her, I said "Rani, yeh tum rakh lo ... aaj se nahate samay iska istamaal karna ... aur nahane ke baad apne badan par yeh lotion lagana" As she took the items from my hand, she looked up at me in wonder, and seemed to be lost for words. She dropped her gaze and looking down into her lap, sat silently. Sitting down by her side again, I asked "Kya hua Rani ... tumko yeh cheeze pasand nahi?" "Nahi, nahi saheb ... aisi baat nahi hai" she replied softly, stil avoiding eye contact. "Woh bus ... bus ... main agar isko ghar lekar jaoongi ... to ... to ... meri saasu maa poochegi ki itni mehangi cheeze mujhe kahaan se mili ... aur phir woh yeh sab chheen lengi mere paas se..." she continued in a sad tone.
"Oh, to yeh baat hai..." I replied. "To tu ek kaam kar ... inko tu yahin par rahk ... aajse tu idhar mere ghar par aakar nahaana ... phir tujhe yeh ghar par le jaane ki zaroorat nahi hai ... theek hai?" I said in a warm tone. She looked up at me again with that pitiably grateful look, and replied meekly "Saheb ... aap bahut bhale aadmi ho ... main aapka yeh karz kabhi nahi chuka paaoongi..." touching my feet in gratitude. "Dhat..." I dismissed her " ... yeh koi karz nahi hai ... maine kaha thha na ... tu mera khayal rakhegi to main tera khayal rakhoonga..." I replied, squeezing her arm. She looked into my eyes again for a moment, and then without a word, slid down the bed towards my feet. Without looking into my eyes, she silently began to press my feet with both her hands. As she began to press my feet, taking care to press each finger of my toes, and slowly move up to my ankles, I looked into the cleavage caused by her leaning forward slightly, and her arms pressing her ripe breasts together inside the blouse.
My cock stiffened further, as I sat back on the pillows, and enjoyed the feeling of my feet being pressed. I was almost lying back fully in that position now, as she went about her task of pressing my feet with dedication, I said to her in warm voice "Bahut acchha lag raha hai Rani... " Hearing my words, she looked up to me, and smiled shyly, before returning her gaze to my feet. As her hands moved up towards my shin and calves, she had to lean forward further, which caused the pallu of her choli to slide of her shoulder, and come to rest on her arms at the crook of her elbows. As her young ripe 32-C mango-shaped breasts clad inside the blouse were exposed, I noticed her steal a glance towards her cleavage and the displaced pallu. But she made no attempt to put her pallu back in place. As I gazed at her breasts straining against the thin fabric of her blouse, the armpits of her blouse wet with sweat, she looked up at me and caught me looking.
A flicker of uncertainty crossed her face, as if she was wondering if I liked what I saw, but she maintained a serious expression on her face and continued pressing my legs. She straightened her back for a moment, and wiping the sweat of her brow with the back of her left hand, she slid up further towards my torso, so that she could reach up to my thighs. As she did that, her pallu slid off completely from her arms, and came to rest in her laps, giving me an unrestricted view of her blouse-clad breasts and her dark-skinned flat belly with just a hint of flab on it, adorned by a deep navel.
The white turkish bath-towel I had wrapped around my waist, had slid up above my knees, and was parted at the knees, exposing my hairy thighs. My cock was by now standing almost fully erect like a pole, and had created a tent inside the towel at my crotch. As she gently kneaded the flesh of my thighs with her hands, I saw her steal a glance towards my erection which was sticking up like a tent-pole inside the towel. Her hands had now reached the portion of my thighs above the knees, and if she proceeded any further she would have to slide her hands under the towel, which would cause my throbbing hardness to come into view. Realizing her predicament, I saw her pause with uncertainty. She looked into my eyes silently with an unsure expression as if asking me what I wanted her to do next.
Without any warning, I reached out and cupped her firm pliant breasts through her blouse, and squeezed. She sighed as she felt my fingers close around her young firm breasts, and she arched her back and threw back her head, biting her lips to stifle the cry that escaped from her throat. I cried out hoarsely, "Rani..." as I continued to squeeze her breasts harder through the cheap fabric of her blouse. She returned her gaze to look towards me, as I did that. "Apna blouse khol de Rani..." I whispered to her hoarsely, continuing to maul her young firm and ripe breasts through the blouse. She dropped her gaze to her lap, and without a word began to unbutton the hooks of her blouse.
As the last hook came undone, and she parted the flaps of her blouse, her dark succulent mango-shaped ripe young 32-C breasts came into view. They stood proudly on her chest like twin mounds, with a pointed tip. But the mouth-watering thing about those young tits of hers was those incredibly long and thick dark black nipples that adorned them. They were by far the largest and thickest nipples I had ever seen on a girl, and were just waiting to be sucked and chewed on. With a groan, I grabbed her by her waist with my left hand, and pulling her towards me, took hold of her bared breast in my right hand. As my hands closed around the firm tit-flesh of her ripe young breasts, she let out another sigh, and dropped her chin to her left shoulder, biting her lips in the process. As her thick big nipples burnt into the palm of my hand, I began to knead the flesh of her proffered breasts, twisting her turgid nipples between my thumb and forefinger. Letting go of her waist, I reached out with my other hand also, and began to squeeze and fondle her juicy young breasts with both my hands, causing her to lift her head and gaze at my face solemnly with those dark questioning eyes of hers.
I beckoned to her to come closer with a nod of my head. She immediately responded by sliding closer to me and leaning forward, dangling those ripe young breasts near my face. I moved my head slightly and opening my mouth, flicked my tongue across her thick nipple, causing her to shiver involuntarily. Opening my mouth, I clamped my mouth and her right breast, and began to suck on it with vigor. An audible hiss escaped her lips, even as her fingers clutched my thigh harder. Continuing to maul her supple left breast with my hand, I sucked on her right breast, teasing the thick nipple with my teeth. She responded by holding my head with her left hand, while sliding her other hand up to my chest to caress it. As she did that, her elbow brushed against my hard-on which was standing up like a tent-pole under the thick towel. Looking up at her as I continued to suckle on her juicy breasts, I saw that she was gazing at my face intently.
Returning her solemn gaze by looking her in the eye, I released her breast from my mouth and whipped the towel off my raging hard-on in a swift motion, baring my erect cock to her view. As my cock sprang out and slapped against my belly, I heard a small sigh escape her lips, as she bit her lips. As she avoided making eye contact with me and looked solemnly at my hard cock, I pressed my thumb against the base of my cock from top, causing it to stand up erect, swaying gently in her face. My foreskin was pulled back partly, with a small drop of pre-cum glistening at the slit on the tip of my swollen blood-gorged cock. Reaching out with my other hand, I squeezed her hand, causing her to look up towards me.
As she gazed at me with submissiveness, as if asking me what I wanted, I just nodded my head quietly. Getting the message, she reached out tentatively and took my throbbing cock in her right hand. As she gently ran her fingers along the shaft of my cock, she looked up into my eyes with an expression of gratefulness. I just smiled at her in return, and nodded my head in consent. Wrapping her fingers around my cock, she began to stroke it slowly; even as her other hand instinctively began to caress my thighs and my taut belly. I reached out and took hold of her breast again, and began to fondle them.
As she continued to stroke me, I parted my thighs and raised my hips off the bed, urging her to stroke faster. She moved her hand which was caressing my thigh, to cup my heavy swollen balls, and fondle them gently, even as she continued to stroke my cock. As a drop of pre-cum oozed out of the slit of my cock, she quickly smeared it around the blood-gorged mushroom-shaped head of my cock with her fingers. As she gazed into my eyes again with that same serious look, I smiled at her gently, and reached out to caress her cheek. She reciprocated with a shy smile, biting her lips, and tilting her head to rest her face in the palm of my hand. Looking her in the eye, I gently pulled her face towards my cock. Without any resistance, she allowed her face to be pulled towards my cock. With my cock inches away from her mouth, she looked up into my eyes with a solemn questioning look, as if asking for my permission to go ahead. I just nodded my head.
With a soft sigh, she wet her lips with her tongue and without any qualms, opened her mouth and took my rigid cock into her mouth. As her warm wet mouth closed around my cock, I groaned with pleasure, and grabbing her head with my hand, pushed my cock deeper into her mouth. As the tip of my cock hit the back of her throat, she let out a soft gurgle and opened her mouth wider to accommodate my thick cock in her throat. Taking hold of the base of my cock with her right hand, she began to bob her head up and down in a quick practiced motion, and began to suck on my cock ardently. As her thick nipples grazed against my thighs, I grabbed hold of them and squeezed them hard, moaning in the process. As she went about the task of sucking on my cock, it became apparent to me that she was adept at this, and that this was not the first time she was doing this.
The very thought of having this naïve village girl whom I had lusted for so long, baring her juicy breasts for me and sucking on my cock, sent a thrill through my body. I didn't want to come so quickly, so I took hold of her head and pulled it back gently. As my cock slipped out of her wet mouth, a trail of her saliva dribbled out of the side of her mouth, which she wiped quickly with the back of her hand. Looking at my face with concern, she asked in a soft whisper "Kya huaa saheb ... maine kucchh galat kiya?" "Nahi Rani ... bahut acchha lag raha hai mujhe ... tu aise hi karti rahegi to mera paani abhi chhoot jayega..." I replied with a smile. This elicited a small shy smile from her, biting her lips in the process. "Tu zara khadi ho jaa ... main tujhe dekhna chaahta hoon" I told her.
She stood up quickly, and stood there next to my bed, her hands fiddling with her choli. As I looked at her standing there, her blouse open to bare her young ripe breasts, and her pallu hanging by her side, I felt another spasm of pleasure course through me. "Ab apna blouse aur choli utar de, Rani" I instructed her hoarsely. Without a word, she complied by removing her choli completely, and the proceeding to peel the open blouse of her torso. As she stood there quietly, her hands clasped in front of her, in only her ghagra, I took hold of my cock and began to stroke it gently, looking her in the eye in the process.
Continuing to stroke my cock with my left hand, I reached out with the other hand and pulled her closer towards me. Patting her thigh through her ghagra, I said to her "Apna pair uthakar bistar par rakh, Rani..." She complied by lifting her left leg, bending it at the knee, and placing them on the bed next to my torso. As her dark-skinned ankles and calves came into view, I reached out with my hand again and caressed the firm flesh of her calves. Looking into her eyes again, I said "Ab apna ghagra uthaa, Rani..." With that same submissive look on her face, she complied by pulling up her ghagra well above her knees, baring her dark muscular thighs, and the thick bush of her dark hairy pussy. As my hand crept up her thigh, and began to tease the inside of her thigh, I saw her drop her head in shame and bit her lips. Her pussy was covered with a dense patch of curly black hair, and it was obvious that she never trimmed or shaved her pussy hair.
Sliding my fingers further upwards, I began to caress the puffy lips of her pussy through the dense hair, causing her to shudder involuntarily. As I looked up at her, she quickly averted her gaze, and co-operated by lifting her ghagra further up. Her pussy hair was damp with her juices, and I could smell the musky odour of her young, rustic cunt. With a sigh, I slid my thumb into the slit of her wet pussy, causing her to let out a small cry of "Unnnhhh..." and bite her lips. Her pussy was so hot and juicy that it felt like I was dipping my thumb into a cup of molten lava. As I began to rub my thumb on her erect clitoris, she threw her head back and involuntarily grabbed hold of my fore-arm.
I was pleased to note that she was co-operating by holding up her ghagra with her left hand while clutching my fore-arm with the other. Getting up from the bed, I quickly stood behind her and held her from behind, my hands holding her by her soft belly. Resting my chin on her shoulders, I began to run my tongue on her ear-lobes, causing her to shiver with pleasure, even as my hands crept up her belly and took hold of her ripe young breasts. As my hands closed around the soft plaint flesh of her young breasts, I felt her pencil thick inch-long nipples burn into the palm of my hands. As I began to knead her breasts and pinch her nipples, I whispered into her ear "Apna ghagra utaar de, Rani..." She complied quickly by unfastening the cord that tied her ghagra at the waist. As the cord came loose, her ghagra slid down her legs to fall in a heap around her ankles, leaving her completely naked.
Like an obedient slave, she turned to look at me, as if awaiting further instructions from me. With a groan, I grabbed her by her breasts again, and pressed her dark slim body to mine, pressing my rigid cock into the crack of her ass in the process. As she felt my hard cock press against her ass, she let out an involuntary cry, and pressed my hand which was mauling her breasts, with her own hands. Sliding my right hand down her belly, I began to once again caress her hairy vagina, sliding my middle finger into the moist depths. She let out a soft guttural moan as my finger invaded the depths of her soaking wet pussy, and threw her head back, resting it against my chest. Her eyes were closed, and her breathing was beginning to get shallow.
Continuing to finger her soaking wet pussy with my right hand, and mauling her ripe mango-shaped breasts with my left, I whispered to her hoarsely "Ab tu mujhe andar lene ke liye tayyar hai, Rani?" Struggling to control the convulsions that racked her body, she bit her lips, and managed to whimper "Unnhhh ... haan saheb,, haan..." "To phir jaldi se tu bistar pe haath rakhkar aage ki aur jhukh jaa..." I said to her quickly, pushing her towards the bed. As she bent forward on the bed, supporting herself with both hands on the bed, I took hold of my cock and began to rub it in between the crack of her ass. Seeing her dark body bent over the bed, her juicy mango-shaped tits hanging from her chest, her round compact ass waiting to take my rampaging cock inside her, I felt a sense of power course through my body. As I pushed her legs wider apart, and positioned my cock behind her, she turned back to look at me with an expression of fear on her face.
Catching her look, I asked her "Kya hua Rani..." Shaking her head nervously, she swallowed, and then said in a faltering voice "Saheb ... main ... main thhoda ... thhoda tel lagaoon kya?" "Kyun tel ki kya zaroorat hai" I asked her "Tu itni geeli to hai..." She bit her lips again, and looking at me with that same expression of fear, replied "Haan saheb, lekin ... lekin maine socha ki shaayad ... shaayad aap meri ... meri ghaand mein daalne wale hain ... isliye tel..." Hearing these words, my cock lurched against her ass once again. Caressing her back gently, I replied to her gently "Nahin Rani ... tu chinta mat kar ... main teri ghaand nahi maarne wala hoon ... main bas peecche se teri choot mein daalne wala hoon..." Hearing these words, she relaxed visibily, and with a grateful look replied in a small voice "Oh maaf karna saheb ... maine socha ki..." As her words trailed off, she managed to give me a shy grateful smile, and dropped her gaze to the bed, on which she was still leaning forward.
As if on second thought, she once again turned her head sideways to look up at me and said "Saheb ... main ... main aapke liye kuchh bhi karne ke liye taiyyar hoon ... aap ... aap chaaho to ... chaaho to meri ... meri ghaand bhi ... maar sakte ho..." swallowing once again. "Bas ... bas thhoda tel lagane ki bheek mangoongi ... kyoonki ... kyoonki bina tel ke bahut ... bahut dard hota hai..." she managed to mumble. I felt my mouth go dry as I heard these words, my mind trying to imagine how it would feel to fuck this young village servant girl in the ass! Getting my lust under control, I said to her mildly, "Tu chinta mat kar Rani ... agar mera man kara teri ghaand maarne ka ... to main zaroor tel ka istemaal karoonga ... aur agar tujhe bahut dard hoto hai to main nahi karoonga ... theek hai" "Theek hai saheb..." she managed to mumble with relief in her dark eyes.
With a smile, I once again positioned my cock behind her, and rubbed it against the hairy slit of her moist pussy from behind. Her torso trembled, and she spread her legs wider, and pushing her butt backwards towards me, encouraged me to slide my cock into her pussy. As the swollen tip of my turgid cock rubbed against her hairy slit, I felt her reach out between her thighs, and guide my cock towards the opening of her vagina. Slowly, I pushed my hips forward, pushing my swollen hard cock to slide inside the molten hotness of her slipper wet vagina. As she felt the girth of my thick cock entering her, stretching the confines of her pussy, she let out a long moan. Grabbing hold of her back by her waist, I began to thrust my cock inside her pussy slowly. Gradually I pushed my cock fully inside her from behind, and leaning forward, cupped both her delicious juicy breasts which were dangling from her torso, and quivering with excitement. As my fingers closed around her ripe breasts, I began a slow pumping motion of my hips, sliding my cock in and out of her wet cunt.
Rani was just the kind of fuck I enjoyed, completely docile and yet totally willing to please. As I enjoyed the sensation of my cock sliding in and out of her juicy pussy, I couldn't help but think that this was perhaps the best cunt I had experienced. Her vagina was just the right fit for my cock, not too tight, and not to loose either. And the way her vagina muscles clamped around my cock each time I thrust deep into her, it felt like my cock was being milked. As I continued to thrust into her at a relaxed place, I couldn't help but notice the way her moderately sized round derriere quivered each time my hips smacked against hers. The single long braid of her tied hair hung over her shoulder.
As I continued to caress her waist with my left hand, and fondle her unique mango-shaped dark breasts with my right, I asked her gently "Takleef to nahi ho rahi hai na, Rani?" Clearing her throat, she whispered back "Nahin saheb..." even as she settled down on her elbows on the bed, her face buried in my pillow, and her delectable black ass thrust out towards me. "Acchhaa lag raha hai tujhe... ?" I asked her gently, continuing to fuck her at the same relaxed pace. Twisting her face sideways on the pillow, she strained to look back at me and replied in a hoarse whisper "Haan saheb ... acchhaa lag raha hai..." and after a pause added "Aapko acchhaa lag raha hai, saheb?" "Haan Rani, mujhe bhi acchhaa lag raha hai..." I replied with a smile.
I was now dying to fuck her harder, so I leant forward on her back once again, and said "Ab main thhoda zor se karoonga Rani, theek hai?" "Ji saheb ... aap ... aap chahte ho ki main kucchh karoon to mujhe bataiye ... main ... main aapko khush karna chaahti hoon..." she replied amidst gasps, as my relaxed by relentless stroking of her pussy began to excite her responsive cunt. In response, I pulled my cock out of her cunt, and pulled her upright. Turning her to face me, I looked into her eyes, and said "Main tujhe dekhna chaahta hoon Rani ... khaskar tere in aam jaise raseele mammo ko..." Her dark face flushed with embarrassment on hearing that. Sitting down on the bed, I pulled her naked body towards me and made her sit in my lap facing me.
Cupping her delicious breasts, I bent forward and began sucking on those amazingly long & thick nipples again, eliciting a moan of pleasure from her again. Pulling my mouth away from her tits, I told her "Ab tu aise baithkar isko apne andar le..." Biting her lips, she lifted her hips from my lap, and taking hold of my wet slippery cock in her hands, guided it towards the opening her well lubricated cunt. Placing one hand on my shoulder, she pushed herself down, driving my swollen cock head into her vagina. As the girth of my cock once again penetrated the depths of her pussy, she bit her lips and closed her eyes. As she settled down with my cock fully inside her, I leant back on the bed, supporting myself with both my hands behind my back. Leaning forward to hold on to my shoulders for support, she began to slowly move her hips up and down on my raging hard cock.
As she impaled herself on my cock, and began to thrust down with increasing vigour, she closed her eyes and began to let out slow moans. I watched her intently, as her pert mango-shaped breasts quivered and jerked with each thrust, those delicious black long nipples drawing circles in the air. I lay back on the bed fully now, which made her pause and adjust her position. Climbing on to the bed, she now squatted on her haunches over my cock, and leaning forward once again, resting her hands on my shoulders for support, began to thrust down on my cock ardently. Her breathing was beginning to get ragged, as my stiff cock slid in and out easily of her wet juicy cunt with a squishy sound at each thrust of her hips. Her firm young dark breasts which were jiggling in front of my face seemed to be dying for my touch. Reaching out with both hands, I grabbed hold of both of them and mauled them savagely, pinching her long thick nipples painfully.
Her eyes were screwed shut, and she was biting her lips, continuously emitting those same arousing moans of pleasure. I could feel her pussy begining to spasm and contract on my thick cock, as her impending orgasm began to take control of her body. Letting go of those delicious breasts, I held her by her hips, and began to thrust my hips upwards, driving my cock to new depths in her pussy each time she thrust down. I could feel her pussy juices begin to flow, and trickle down the length of my shaft on to my balls. As my balls tightened, I said to myself that hers was the best pussy I had fucked so far in my life; for the sheer sensation of it. I noticed that she was beginning to tire with the effort of squatting on my cock and pumping her hips, and that she was beginning to whimper like a woman who was no longer in control of her desires. If she continued this any longer, I was sure I would erupt in no time.
Wrapping my arms around her back, I pulled her towards me, causing her to fall on my torso, her breasts squashed against my chest, those thick nipples seeming to burn into my chest. With my cock still firmly impaled inside her squishy wet cunt, I rolled her on to her back, and got on top of her. Positioning myself between her legs on my knees, I thrust a pillow under her ass, getting her tight gaping pussy to the right height for my cock. As I pulled my cock out of her wet pussy, she clutched the sheets, and began to thrust her hips upwards towards me, as if begging me to thrust my cock into her. Taking hold of her legs, I pushed them backwards towards her torso, making her bend her legs at the knees, and making them stick out in the air. Rubbing my cock at the slit of her sloppy wet hairy pussy, I asked her "Acchhaa lag raha hai, Rani..." She looked into my eyes with that same doleful look, and whimpered back "Haan saheb ... haan ... haan ... mujhe aur mat tadpaao..." throwing her head from side to side.
With a groan, I straightened my legs, and supporting myself with my arms on either side of her head, thrust my bloated hard cock into the depths of her pussy again. She cried out "Ohh maa..." And grabbing hold of my muscular arms began to emit low throaty moans. As I looked at the dressing table mirror by the side of the bed, I was thrilled to see the sight of the innocent young dark-skinned Rani, on her back on my bed, with her legs sticking out straight up in the air, getting fucked hard by me, her body shuddering each time I rammed my cock into her. She too seemed to see where I was looking, and as her eyes met mine in the mirror, her orgasm hit her, causing her to thrash her lithe body violently on the bed, and her legs wrapping tight around my back.
Her hips bucked up spasmodically, as she bit her lips hard again, and let out a low throaty groan, her pussy juices gushing out of her pussy, and trickling down her ass on to the bed. "Saheb..." She nearly screamed, grabbing hold of my arms, with a pleading look into my eyes, as if begging me for something. As my penis began to tremble, and my jism began to boil inside my balls, the realization hit me that she was probably scared of getting pregnant if I came inside her. With a groan, I pulled myself hastily out of her, just as my slipper wet cock gave a violent jerk, and the first spurt of my hot cum blasted out of the sit of my cock head. The orgasm was so strong, that my first burst shot out of my cock, and landed on top of her left breast. As I arched my back and threw my head back, I groaned "Ohh Rani..." She immediately took hold of my jerking cock and fisted me vigorously, causing my remaining semen to shoot out of my rampaging cock and land on her belly and the underside of her quivering dark breasts.
To Be Continued..
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