Adultery A Girl Chooses a Coach by misterwho

[Ramesh_Rocky]

His hands slid under her plump bottom. He lifted her up so that her cunt was over his cock but her shoulder blades took the bulk of her weight. His cock now came to rest on her anal passage.

"This is where you were inviting me, no?" he asked. She nodded.

Lubricated by saliva dripping from his lips, Sudhir entered her.

"Uncle!" screamed the girl in panic. "He is slender. You are a monster! Stop" she wept as he spread her painfully wide. It was a searing, hot pain like she might tear.

He nodded and stopped. Eyes firmly on his cock as it disappeared into her, he pushed. His thumb as plugged into her cunt now; she was propped on one strong arm of his. His thumb fucked her and she screamed a hollow pleasurable scream as she felt herself speared on two ends.

Every time his thumb merged more fluid made its way to his cock where it was drilling her. Slowly but surely he sank in fully. Then very gently, smiling at her tenderly, he pulled out and slid back in.

She shivered, "Yaaaaaaaaaaa!" she sighed. Thumb and cock. Both passages filled, one more than the other. Everything inside here was squeezed out. She gave herself up to him, closing her eyes, focusing on the movement of his flesh inside her.

And the Sudhir felt his cum boil from the tightness of her sheath. And this was destined for her womb.

He pulled out and lifted her fully onto himself. They were now face to face, he on his haunches and she legs extended on either side of him, sitting on him. Holding her ass, he guided her down onto his cock.

Effortlessly holding her he slid her on and held her down. She made like she was rowing so that her body lifted off his magnificent, unrelenting cock. Again he pulled her back. Again she swung herself up. On. Then up. Then on. Then up, again.

Finally her breasts got the relief they had ached for. He pulled those nipples into his mouth, sucking and letting them run between his teeth. She gagged when he did that.

"Aaaaaaaah! Uncle! The way you suck, fuck! Oh, fuckkkkkkkkkkk!" she cried out.

Then his seed came to a boil again and he knew he was going to cum. He laid her back on the floor, briefly leaving her. She held her legs wide, knees up the way she had been advised for impregnation.

He mounted her again, this time for a fuck to finish. She felt wonderful when she felt the full weight of her man on him, hard and muscular as he was. Sudhir grabbed her petticoat and wiped himself dry and dried her cuntlips best as he could. This dryness was the cause for her to cry out the way she did when he plunged into her.

"Ayyo! Amma!" she screamed at her loudest as pleasure seared through to her soul. "Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!" she went.

"Take! My baby!" he bellowed.

"Give uncle. Fuck me, fill me!" she begged thrusting back as much as she could.

They pounded into each other and then when he was about to burst, he raised himself up on his arms and thrust his hips as far forward and deep as they would go. He held himself in. She felt the cockhead rear up in her womb. She felt full like she never had in the last two years. There was no space in there for anything but Sudhir's monster – not even for air.

Despite all the fucking and precum he had leaked, the release was grand and powerful.

"Oh my god! Oh.... My. god!" she shuddered, her fingers clawing at his tensing buttocks, willing him to release every drop he had left for her. The cock surged in release, flooding her insides. She was clogged in that very first spurt.

"Yah!" he shouted in triumph. "Take. That, that, that!" he bellowed, each time his cock spewed into her. The thrusting had to slow as the thick cum clogged her insides and squishy noises emerged from thrusting. She was full. He was emptying. Still.

She clung to him, practically lifting herself off the ground and hanging by him, suspended in a fashion. Her nails dug in fully, unmindful of marks and scratches she was making on him.

Wrung by her, he spent fully into her. When he slipped out, he stayed kneeling. He held her knees together, and pressed her thighs as closely as possible. He smiled at her. All the goodness was staying inside her and deep in her womb, making her pregnancy all but certain. He kept her like that for a bit.

She gathered her clothes and could not get rid of the 'well fucked' look. Stains were everywhere and her skin was hot flushed red. What was more, the large expanse of her back more marks of his fingernails as he had raked her, taking her from behind. Her hair was open and in places stuck to her face and back, held there by sweat.

Her legs were streaked with cum and fluids she did not know how to describe.

But when Sudhir wore his mundu, he looked as impeccable as when he entered. The music was pounding and the crowd was considerably thinner. Sudhir held his ravaged and tattered niece's wrist and slid out along the wall toward the exit, avoiding everyone to her relief.