28-02-2019, 05:16 PM
Like smoke from rubber hitting the road, Nalini's clitoral pulsations arose from the cock reaming the clit on its way in and out.
Her body started to gyrate on its own as her cunt exploded. The cock was relentless. The pussy and the clit were in 'on' mode. As much as he fucked, the more she wanted. She fucked back, turned, twisted and milked his cock. All the while her thumb made sure that the clit stayed in the line of fire.
The marauding student-wrestler was tamed by the convulsions of her cunt on his cock. Nothing he had been told ever mentioned that the woman's cunt could work on a cock like a snake tightly wound around. But this wondrous woman's cunt worked like that. He felt his pleasure mounting. Yes! This was what he had come here for! He wanted to cum in a woman!
She was howling out her orgasms. Sometimes low guttural moans. Some times shameless loud howls of pleasure. With one hand she held on to him and with the other she kept her clit in place.
The first time he convulsed with a small release, the student paused. Her eyes shot open blazing. She looked at him and commanded while her hips took up the role he neglected. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she ordered as she fucked his stationary cock.
Further tamed, the student obediently resumed. His body shook and shuddered. He wanted to pause at each pleasure point. But he was now wary of his the temper of the professor's wife.
He fucked on, feeling her twisting and turning, relaxing that his bout of pleasure was about to culminate.
He wanted it. It was his goal. But he did not want it either. He wanted to fuck this goddess forever. She too wanted him for longer. This specimen of manhood was awesome. She wanted the well-built youngster and felt her previously chosen student was a poor selection. And while she seemed to want the pleasure never to end she wanted him to cum as well. There lay the difference between the novice and the experienced. She knew that he could cum and she could still have him. And there were a variety of different ways in which she could have him.
He came, marveling at what this woman could do, even though it seemed to him that she was impaled and stuck on him with no wiggle space. He filled her and a squelchy mess resulted. The fucking continued and the sounds of the splattering reached Sunil's ears on the other side.
The air was also filled with 'oh's 'ah's ' umph's and various other sounds that emanated from the thrashing fucks that continued.
The wrestler bellowed out his big one, and Nalini gasped and clung on for her dear life as she felt the warmth surge and fill her completely.
Her own clitoral orgasm had preceded this, the flood and gush making for the complete mess of the sheets.
Like most men, he sagged and collapsed on her when he finished. Now he lay on her. He was heavy. She let him be. Even as his erection lost its body it still had volume. She cunt continued to convulse and she shivered on to that pulsating being inside her.
He never slipped out of her. He was large enough to 'stay'. Slowly, he began to snore. She felt his weight grow on her and pushed him on his back now. She stared in fascination as his cock lay on its side, in a semi erect state, sagging only on its own weight.
His snooze was real short; a petit mort as it was. He awoke to see the professor's wife near his cock. She was playing with him, his cock. Feeling it, measuring it, weighing it. Out of sheer curiosity she formed her now familiar 'o' and checked if it fit in her mouth. Her cheeks ached at the effort. She kissed the cockhead and stopped trying.
Her body started to gyrate on its own as her cunt exploded. The cock was relentless. The pussy and the clit were in 'on' mode. As much as he fucked, the more she wanted. She fucked back, turned, twisted and milked his cock. All the while her thumb made sure that the clit stayed in the line of fire.
The marauding student-wrestler was tamed by the convulsions of her cunt on his cock. Nothing he had been told ever mentioned that the woman's cunt could work on a cock like a snake tightly wound around. But this wondrous woman's cunt worked like that. He felt his pleasure mounting. Yes! This was what he had come here for! He wanted to cum in a woman!
She was howling out her orgasms. Sometimes low guttural moans. Some times shameless loud howls of pleasure. With one hand she held on to him and with the other she kept her clit in place.
The first time he convulsed with a small release, the student paused. Her eyes shot open blazing. She looked at him and commanded while her hips took up the role he neglected. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she ordered as she fucked his stationary cock.
Further tamed, the student obediently resumed. His body shook and shuddered. He wanted to pause at each pleasure point. But he was now wary of his the temper of the professor's wife.
He fucked on, feeling her twisting and turning, relaxing that his bout of pleasure was about to culminate.
He wanted it. It was his goal. But he did not want it either. He wanted to fuck this goddess forever. She too wanted him for longer. This specimen of manhood was awesome. She wanted the well-built youngster and felt her previously chosen student was a poor selection. And while she seemed to want the pleasure never to end she wanted him to cum as well. There lay the difference between the novice and the experienced. She knew that he could cum and she could still have him. And there were a variety of different ways in which she could have him.
He came, marveling at what this woman could do, even though it seemed to him that she was impaled and stuck on him with no wiggle space. He filled her and a squelchy mess resulted. The fucking continued and the sounds of the splattering reached Sunil's ears on the other side.
The air was also filled with 'oh's 'ah's ' umph's and various other sounds that emanated from the thrashing fucks that continued.
The wrestler bellowed out his big one, and Nalini gasped and clung on for her dear life as she felt the warmth surge and fill her completely.
Her own clitoral orgasm had preceded this, the flood and gush making for the complete mess of the sheets.
Like most men, he sagged and collapsed on her when he finished. Now he lay on her. He was heavy. She let him be. Even as his erection lost its body it still had volume. She cunt continued to convulse and she shivered on to that pulsating being inside her.
He never slipped out of her. He was large enough to 'stay'. Slowly, he began to snore. She felt his weight grow on her and pushed him on his back now. She stared in fascination as his cock lay on its side, in a semi erect state, sagging only on its own weight.
His snooze was real short; a petit mort as it was. He awoke to see the professor's wife near his cock. She was playing with him, his cock. Feeling it, measuring it, weighing it. Out of sheer curiosity she formed her now familiar 'o' and checked if it fit in her mouth. Her cheeks ached at the effort. She kissed the cockhead and stopped trying.
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