Fantasy Chronicle of Kajal Aggarwal

[Krishan202]

The man then positioned himself behind my head and lined his cock up with my already open mouth. I wanted it so badly. He was about six inches long and already hard, from watching Stacey suck off his friend. He slowly slid his shaft into my mouth. I closed my lips round it and relaxed waiting for him to push against the back of my mouth. He stopped short and started to withdraw it.


"That's it Tom , take it slow, don't make her gag and vomit all over the floor, " said Pooja watching attentively.





Once it was out he pushed back in further, touching the back of my mouth. I didn't flinch.


Pooja looked impressed, "keep going, she's probably going to gag in a minute, but I think she likes it."


I did like it, it felt so dirty. He pushed into my throat and although it felt uncomfortable at first, it didn't make me gag. He pulled out and back in again as he started to fuck my throat deeply. Three or four strokes and then he pulled out again and stopped. I was producing saliva like never before, it was running out of the corners of my mouth and down my face.


"What the fuck?" said Pooja, in astonishment, "no gag reflex at all Kajal? Really? Are you fucking kidding me? You've never done this before?"


"No," I said, " I swear it's my first time going that deep, I've given blowjobs before, but never like this, even I'm surprised."


"Keep going Tom," she said, "but don't cum in her mouth."


"He can if he wants," I said "I don't mind."


"Shut up you slut! This is training for you," snapped Pooja, "they'll be plenty of time for that later."


He fucked my face for about two minutes and it felt incredible to take him so deep. My mouth was so sloppy with spit from my throat, I thought it must be a body reaction to try and lubricate my passage. Pooja watched with interest until she told him to pull out and move to the next stage of training. I felt disappointed that I hadn't finished the job.





"Stacey, straddle Kajal's face, like a 69 position but keep your feet on the ground," said Pooja.


Stacey did as she was told and put one leg either side of my head and bent forward. I had a perfect view of her beautiful shaven snatch. It was the first time I had inspected another woman's pussy so close and I was fascinated as I compared it to my own. She had virtually no inner lips and nice plump outer labia which looked very womanly. She lay forward putting her weight on her elbows and I felt her warm breasts rest on my stomach gently. Her face was inches from my pussy and I thought for a minute she was going to kiss it or lick me.


"I'm straight," I said to Pooja, " I'd rather suck a cock than lick her pussy."


She ignored me completely. "Tom, fuck Stacey, I know you're dying to cum."


Tom lined his cock up with her. It was shiny from my saliva and she was shiny from her own arousal. He pushed into her in one deep stroke and I loved seeing her fuck hole spread open and swallow him up.


She moaned, "Oooooooh fuck yes Tom," in a drawn out breath.


He moaned too, "Wow Stacey, soooo juicy and tight as always."


He started fucking her as I watched it, inches away from my face. I could feel myself getting wetter by the second and felt Stacey's hot breath on my pubic mound. He fucked her gently for about two minutes and I couldn't take my eyes off it. The slick cock slipping in and out of her cute hole was such a turn on.





"Beautiful isn't it," said Pooja, who was now bent down next to my head for a better look, "its making you wet Kajal isn't it?"


"No," I lied.


"Lying bitch!" she hissed, "Stacey is she wet down there?" Pooja called down to her.


Stacey put all her weight on one elbow and lifted her other arm. She pushed two fingers straight inside me without hesitation. I was absolutely soaked. I was getting more and more turned on by the second and this was the first sexual contact I'd had since I got there. I needed release, and soon.


"Oh yes, very wet miss Pooja," she giggled, as she sucked my love juice off her fingers.


"I knew you would be, how can you not be turned on seeing that," she nodded towards Toms hard shaft gliding in and out of Stacey's cooch.


His pace was increasing as I watched his balls bashing against her clit, they were tightening and I sensed he was about to cum.





"Cum inside her pussy Tom," ordered Pooja, "You know you want to."


It triggered him immediately as I watched him push deep into her and his balls started twitching as he filled her juicy cunt with his semen. I watched as he pulled half way out and then back in as he finished his last orgasmic spasms. He gasped and relaxed but left his cock inside her.


I could smell raw sex coming from the two of them. It was so arousing.


Stacey giggled, "feels warm and slippery in there," she said.


"OK. Tom pulled out of her," said Pooja.


He slid his softening cock from her tight hole with a sloppy sucking noise and he moved away.


Cum was already leaking from her pink gash and I knew what was expected of me before Pooja even spoke.


"Clean her up Kajal," demanded Pooja, "Lick that messy cum out of her."


I was so turned on I did it without question. Stacey shuffled back onto my face and stood up, arching her back to force her slimy cunt onto my open mouth. Spunk dripped into my mouth as I licked her labia. She was hot and salty, her lips were soft and smooth. I dipped my tongue inside her as far as I could to retrieve my gooey prize. I clamped my mouth onto her slit and sucked the seed out of her. It was insanely erotic, as I had never licked a pussy before in my life, so to have a cum filled cunt presented to me was intoxicating.


"You cum hungry little whore," laughed Pooja, "look at you, you can't get enough."


I finally licked all I could until I could taste only Stacey's juice which was equally as delicious as Toms spunk. Stacey lifted herself off me and walked off towards Tom.





"That was so fucking hot," gasped Pooja, with excitement, "who would have thought poor little Kajal would be such a slut when it comes to eating sperm?"


I suddenly felt dirty again. I had forgot I was there against my will and tied to a bench, the sight of two people fucking inches from my face had overwhelmed me. I regained some control.


"Does this mean you're going to let me go now," I asked, "I've done as you've asked."