15-03-2019, 02:38 PM
(This post was last modified: 15-03-2019, 02:38 PM by Ramesh_Rocky. Edited 1 time in total. Edited 1 time in total.)
"Vikram! Oh, god, Vikram! It feels ... Feels so good." She cried, her hair swishing with her body's action.
The two men using his wife stopped moving, holding themselves still as she rode herself on and off their cocks. Her body rolling back and forth, fucking them. Her moaning grew louder and turned into a cry as her hips push back again and again, driving herself onto their shafts.
"So, beautiful," Vikram sighed from his chair. This was far more than he had ever imagined.
She rocked back and forth. Damp hair swaying limply. Muscles tense. Back and neck arching. Her body trebled. She was whimpering with pleasure.
Then, the tension reached a tripping point and her head snapped back, neck straining as her mouth fell open. Her muscles spasmed under her glistening flesh as her orgasm exploded through her. Her hips jerked spastically on the two cocks still inside her. She was a portrait of lust and hunger.
Sunil let out a guttural growl his hips twitched, his crotch grinding against her ass. His body arched and tensed as his orgasm flooded out of his body.
"Oh God!" she screamed. The sensation of him coming in her ass sent her orgasm to new heights and her body spasmed in mid-air. Her head snapped back and forth, her hair flailing with it. Sonali continued writhing with the orgasm for what seemed an eternity, wave after wave of pleasure cascading through her.
Then it began to fade and her body softened, her muscles relaxing. Panting, she collapsed onto Karan, her breasts smashed against his body and her head coming to rest in the crook of his neck.
Sunil's now limp cock slid from her ass and he collapsed back.
Not finished himself, Karan rolled Sonali off him and onto her back. Exhausted, she simply flopped onto the carpet, her legs splayed open, her pussy enflamed. Leaning over her, Karan, thrust his cock into her pussy, pumping fast and hard. He drove her into the carpet, drawing a yelp from her. Again and again. The hunger in his pace making it obvious that he was close to coming. Beneath him, Sonali moaned and whimpered quietly, letting him use her taxed body for his pleasure. Her breasts rolled with his thrusts, her head lolling to one side, eyes closed, strands of her hair stuck to her cheek and forehead.
"Yes. Yes," Karan grunted as he pounded himself into her pussy over and over. "Yes!"
After another couple of minutes, he buried himself deep inside her and, arching his back, added his load of semen to the others.
Finished, he just as quickly moved off her and fell back on the settee with his brother.
Sighing heavily, Sonali just lay there, satiated. As everyone caught their breath, she opened her eyes to look warily around the room.
Vikram sat in his chair reveling in the evening's events and thinking about where this would lead their friendships.
The two men using his wife stopped moving, holding themselves still as she rode herself on and off their cocks. Her body rolling back and forth, fucking them. Her moaning grew louder and turned into a cry as her hips push back again and again, driving herself onto their shafts.
"So, beautiful," Vikram sighed from his chair. This was far more than he had ever imagined.
She rocked back and forth. Damp hair swaying limply. Muscles tense. Back and neck arching. Her body trebled. She was whimpering with pleasure.
Then, the tension reached a tripping point and her head snapped back, neck straining as her mouth fell open. Her muscles spasmed under her glistening flesh as her orgasm exploded through her. Her hips jerked spastically on the two cocks still inside her. She was a portrait of lust and hunger.
Sunil let out a guttural growl his hips twitched, his crotch grinding against her ass. His body arched and tensed as his orgasm flooded out of his body.
"Oh God!" she screamed. The sensation of him coming in her ass sent her orgasm to new heights and her body spasmed in mid-air. Her head snapped back and forth, her hair flailing with it. Sonali continued writhing with the orgasm for what seemed an eternity, wave after wave of pleasure cascading through her.
Then it began to fade and her body softened, her muscles relaxing. Panting, she collapsed onto Karan, her breasts smashed against his body and her head coming to rest in the crook of his neck.
Sunil's now limp cock slid from her ass and he collapsed back.
Not finished himself, Karan rolled Sonali off him and onto her back. Exhausted, she simply flopped onto the carpet, her legs splayed open, her pussy enflamed. Leaning over her, Karan, thrust his cock into her pussy, pumping fast and hard. He drove her into the carpet, drawing a yelp from her. Again and again. The hunger in his pace making it obvious that he was close to coming. Beneath him, Sonali moaned and whimpered quietly, letting him use her taxed body for his pleasure. Her breasts rolled with his thrusts, her head lolling to one side, eyes closed, strands of her hair stuck to her cheek and forehead.
"Yes. Yes," Karan grunted as he pounded himself into her pussy over and over. "Yes!"
After another couple of minutes, he buried himself deep inside her and, arching his back, added his load of semen to the others.
Finished, he just as quickly moved off her and fell back on the settee with his brother.
Sighing heavily, Sonali just lay there, satiated. As everyone caught their breath, she opened her eyes to look warily around the room.
Vikram sat in his chair reveling in the evening's events and thinking about where this would lead their friendships.
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