Fantasy Chronicle of Kajal Aggarwal

[Krishan202]

Stacey and Kate spoke to Pooja for a minute or two and they also left, leaving just Pooja in the room with my glistening body.


"What a great performance Kajal," she said, walking over to me, "I thought at one point you were going to spew cum all over the floor though."


"I nearly did," I giggled, "that was some load to take, I don't know how I kept it down."


"Me neither," she laughed, "did you enjoy it."


I'd have like to have said no, so she wouldn't get the satisfaction, but she'd know I wasn't telling the truth.


"Honestly? Yeah I did, I never thought it would be like that."





"Like what?"


"Like a drug," I said, "I really did like it until that last big load, and I do feel a little sick."


"Sick or frustrated?"


"Why would I be frustrated?" I asked.


"You didn't get that final release, that final climax, did you?," she said, softly, "I could tell you were close, if he'd kept rubbing your button, you'd have cum, wouldn't you?"


"Yes," I panted, realising I still wanted to cum.


She laughed, "I told him to stop," she said.


"What? Why would you do that?" I asked, feeling hurt.


"Maybe, I want to finish you off," she said, squatting down next to my face.


I could smell her body spray and shampoo, she was so close. I felt her hot breath on my neck.


"Really?" I asked, "Why?"


She moved my wet, matted hair from my cheek and tucked it behind my ear. I shivered.


"There's something about you Kajal......I don't know what it is."





She stood up and looked down at my sticky chest, her gaze slowly going lower to my pubic mound. I was still slimy, with a pool of sperm in my navel.


She walked down my left side with two fingers lightly tracing the outline of my slippery boob.


I sighed a blissful sigh.


She kept going lower with her fingers, dipping her hand through the pool of goo in my belly button and onto my pubis. I shivered again.


"Want me to go any lower?" she asked.


"Yes," I purred, almost begging.


"You feel unfulfilled, don't you?" her finger tips circling round on top of my mound.


"Yes," I said again, god she was good.


"You need to cum, to feel that release, mmmmmm, maybe I can help you."


"Yes," I cooed "pleeeeaaaassssse."


Her fingers were laden with creamy cum, as she pushed down to my swollen clit. I was soaking wet inside and out. I watched on the TV monitor, as she expertly parted my inner lips and softly rubbed my erect clit with her two fingers.


"Oooooooooh.... fuuuuccckkkkk......... yeaaaaaaahhhh," I whispered under my breath, "just like that."


"You're absolutely covered in spunk down here Kajal," she whispered, "so slippery."


"I know, I can feel it, " I said, closing my eyes and breathing heavier.


She moved her fingers lower and parted my lips more, teasing the entrance to my hole.


"How many?" she asked.


"How many what?" I asked, not opening my eyes.


"How many fingers do you want me to put inside you?"


"Two," I panted.


"I think three."


Before I could agree with her, she plunged three fingers inside my cunt, up to her knuckles. They slipped in with ease and I felt my pussy stretching as she spread her fingers out inside me. She kept them there, not moving.





"Do you like my fingers inside you?" she asked.


"Yes Miss Pooja," the words were out before I realised what I'd said.


"Good girl," she said, "all my girls call me Miss Pooja."


She took her other hand and dipped into the cum pool, before starting on my clit again.


I gasped and arched my back slightly, biting my lip.


She pulled her three fingers out and went back in with four. I felt so full and my orgasmic feelings were back with a vengeance, as she gently rubbed my clit, in slow circles.


"Such a slimy slit," she said, "How does it feel, do you like it?"


"Fuuuuckkkkk yeah.......I love it Miss Pooja,"


"Want me to make cum?" she asked.


"Mhmmmmmm,"


She started fingering me, slowly pulling her four fingers out and then back in. Each time she went up to her knuckles, she spread her fingers, stretching my inner walls. In and out, slow and steady. I felt the tell-tale tingle in my belly.


"Such a juicy little cooch, baby Kajal," she whispered, "like warm velvet."


"Mmmmhhhmmmmmm," I moaned.


In and out slow and steady.





"It's building inside you, isn't it?" she asked, "I can feel it in you, that little spark, like an itch that needs to be scratched."


"You know it is," I purred, "keep going, just like that, Miss Pooja."


In and out slow and steady. Stretching my insides as she sped up her circles on my clit. I could feel my juices flowing freely from my gaping hole as she stretched her fingers out inside me again.


"It's the first time you've had a woman get you off, isn't it?" she said, "there's no better feeling than cumming from a woman's touch."


"It.....feels..... amazing.....I'm....so......close," I said in a long drawn out breath.


She pulled her fingers out and stopped.


I looked down at her, standing between my legs.


"What the fuck?" I said.


"Me first," she said, sternly, moving back towards my head.


"But I was about to cum," I said, feeling sorry for myself for being denied climax yet again.


"You've had all the attention today and cum twice already," she replied, "and we were disturbed earlier, so now it's my turn."


She unzipped her skirt and wiggled her hips, until it slid down her legs to the floor. She stepped out of it and kicked her shoes off. She unbuttoned her blouse, down to the first two buttons and then lifted it over her head. She shook her hair back over her shoulder and stood in front of me in her bra and panties.





I got a proper look at her panties now, they were black lace, high leg, bikini cut. She was stunning. I looked up and saw her matching balcony bra, which looked about one size too small. Her cleavage was impressive, with her tits being about the same size as mine.


I instantly wanted to pleasure her. I had no lesbian feelings before, but she was irresistible stood there in her underwear. I lay there staring at her, open mouthed.


"I get that reaction a lot," she laughed, "now, where were we before we got interrupted?"