Fantasy Chronicle of Kajal Aggarwal

[Krishan202]

I pulled my knickers to the side to give him a viewing. He stretched up with his tongue out, but I moved just out of reach, teasing him.


"Do you like it?" I asked.


"Your pussy is beautiful," he said, "I bet it tastes as good as it looks."


"Mmmmm I bet you can smell my musky scent, can't you?"


"Oh my god yes. You're driving me wild."


"Look how fucking wet you've made me," I said, sliding a finger along my slit and pushing it into his mouth. "Taste it."


He sucked greedily on my finger. He couldn't take it anymore, he needed to eat me. He reached his hands up to the top of my hips and pulled my sopping quim onto his mouth. He started licking and kissing my labia, as though he was French kissing it. Softly and slowly he manipulated my generous lips with his tongue, groaning with pleasure as though he was eating forbidden fruit.


"Ooooh fuck Ethan. Do you like the taste of me?"


"Sweet and musky. You're delicious."



"Suck my clit. Eat my pussy. That's it."


His attention on my vulva was delivered with expertise. He was an experienced pussy eater, that was for sure. He licked with just enough pressure and in just the right spots. Licking me up and down between my outer lips and my thighs, teasing my clit, sucking on my inner lips and teasing my hole. He was incredible. I was getting juicer by the second and couldn't help but let out slow long moans as he devoured my woman hood.


"Oh fuck! You dirty boy! You know just how to eat a pussy don't you?"


He carried on licking me. My panties were starting to get in the way and I needed them gone, but without disturbing his actions. I reached down and poked my finger nails through the lace material and pulled hard. They started to rip with a lovely tearing sound. I kept pulling and tearing, but I wasn't strong enough. Ethan got the message and gripped the material in his strong hands and pulled hard. The flimsy garment ripped in half and hung on my left thigh. He pulled it again and ripped it from my body.


"That makes up for the shirt," he said.


I slid my leg down the back of the chair and put both hands on the arm rests. I lifted my other leg over the back of the chair and pushed my snatch into his face. His head was pinned against the backrest by my pussy. My head was in his lap, resting on his thighs.


"Eat my filthy cunt. Fuck me with your tongue, you dirty fucker."





He obeyed and I felt him part my lips and slip his tongue inside me. He slipped it in and out my slippery tunnel as he gently flicked my clit with his thumb. Little shock waves spread from my clit to my belly as my climax started to build. I didn't want to cum too quickly. I wanted the intensity of a slow building orgasm rather than a quick passionate one.


"Slow down, " I panted. "Don't make me cum yet."


"Cum in my face Kajal," he almost begged. "Please. I want you to cum in my face."


"No. Not yet. Slow down. Tease me."


He ignored me and kept lapping away at my pussy.


I dug my ankles into the back of his chair and spread my legs wider. I was now fully exposed to his flicking tongue and he slowed down his licking to tease me to orgasm. I arched my back and let go of the arm rests. The back of my head pushed into his lap as I reached up with both hands and spread my labia for him to delve further inside me. He licked me in full long strokes, ass to clit, occasionally dipping his tongue into my velvety fuck hole. I knew I couldn't hold off much longer and so did he. I rubbed my clit slowly and firmly knowing it was going to happen any second.


"Finger my asshole," I pleaded. "Make me cum."


He was in control of my body now. He dipped his finger in my pussy first, to lubricate it. Then he pushed it inside my bumhole up to his knuckle. The result was instantaneous. I came hard, grinding my vulva into his face and screaming to climax.



"Fuuuckkkk yeah. Make me cum. Eat that cunt."


I heard him moaning as he enjoyed the indescribable moment of a girl cumming in his face. I got wetter and wetter as the pleasure increased and my pussy pulsated and contracted. My ass squeezed around his finger and I wished it was his cock inside me.


"Oh Ethan Yes!"


"Yes!"


"Make me cum!"


I clamped my thighs tight round his neck as it started to subside. He must have been struggling to breath, as my pussy drenched his face. I felt light headed and short of breath.


"Stop. Stop. I'm going pass out."


I unclamped my thighs, kicked my leg over his head and sat in the armrest supporting myself on his shoulder.


"Fucking hell. You're good at licking pussy," I said, catching my breath.


"Glad you liked it."


I moved in front of him and got on my knees. I needed to pleasure him in return. I needed his cock between my lips and a mouthful of spunk.


"Stand up," I ordered.


He obeyed, wiping my juice from his face. I reached up and undid his belt. I pulled it free from the belt loops and threw it towards the bed. I looked up at him with wide sexy eyes, full of lust and undid his button. Then I unzipped his fly. His trousers dropped to his ankles and I swayed backwards at the sight before me.


He had lace panties on.


They were tight, black, lace, full back panties. His bulge looked even bigger in such a small garment. The panties contained him, but only just. I couldn't believe my eyes.





"You wear women's underwear?" I said, surprised and open mouthed, looking at his package.


"Yes. Everyday. It's a fetish of mine."


"Holy shit. You kinky fucker!"


"So you like them?"


Somehow he made it work. It looked so erotic to see such a huge hard cock, restrained by such a feminine item. A powerful man such as Ethan having a little kink like that was such a surprise to me. I imagined him in important meetings, wearing those panties underneath with no-one else knowing.


"They look amazing on you. I'm not just saying that. They really do."


I rubbed my hands round to his ass then down the back of his thighs. I moved them to the front and back up, cupping his balls. They felt large and heavy even though they were supported by his underwear. I finally allowed myself to touch his shaft. I rubbed gently across the lace fabric, feeling the heat from beneath. He was at least ten inches, just as Charmi had told me. I rubbed him up and down through the panties.


He moaned at my touch. I pulled away and put my hands behind my back.


"Show it to me," I ordered.


He pulled the front of his girly underwear down and tucked the waistband under his balls. His cock was magnificent. It jumped out at me, bobbing up and down. It was as long as my forearm and perfectly straight with his glans just poking out from his foreskin. He was super smooth with no shaving rash, so he must have been waxed to remove his pubic hair. Large veins stretched along his engorged shaft as he gripped it by the base. His balls looked like they needed emptying and I hoped he was a heavy cummer like Charmi had promised. He pulled his foreskin back revealing his swollen purple head. It was a little wider than his shaft and perfectly symmetrical. The skin from his glans to his shaft was stretched thin, showing me his sensitive frenulum.


It was my turn to be submissive.


"Feed me your cock," I pleaded, opening my mouth wide.


He pushed forward and I stuck my tongue out to greet him. His cock slid along my tongue and I allowed him into my throat in one easy movement. I closed my lips round his shaft and sucked hard. He stayed still for a moment enjoying the sight of his whore with a mouth full of his cock.


"You dirty slut!" he gasped. "You look incredible."





He pulled out slowly with a gush of saliva from my throat, which I spat onto his cock and balls.


"Do you like seeing me like this? On my knees with your cock in my mouth? Am I a good little slut?"


He said nothing, he just pushed it back in the same as before. Sliding across my tongue and into my throat.


He let out a long moan of pleasure and pulled out again just as slowly. Saliva poured from my mouth again and onto my bra and tits. I reached back and unclipped my bra and let it fall to the floor. He pushed back in again a little faster this time and then back out.


"You mouth feels so good," he whispered.


"Imagine what my cunt feels like," I said, kissing his tip.