18-03-2019, 12:36 PM
Sonali began to writhe against Harinder's cock, a signal he understood. Gripping her waist to steady her as she continued to tease his wife's cunt, he slowly slid his cock back until only the head remained. After an agonizing pause, he slowly slid back in. And, again. Out and In. He started a slow rhythm. Out. In. Out. In.
"I am going to fuck your wife." Vikram suddenly said, looking at Harinder. The burly Sikh brushed aside his sweaty mane and nodded as if his friend had been asking for permission. Vikram entwined his fingers in Preeti's hair and slowly pulled her off him. She looked at him with confusion, clearly not having heard his statement.
"Come here." Vikram said, putting his arms around Preeti and gently pulling her toward him. When he had her off the bed, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her. One hand fell to her lower back, grinding her pelvis into his cock; the other went to the nape of her neck, drawing her greedily into him.
Sonali, wiping his wife's juices from her mouth, looked back at Harinder before she stretched herself out on the bed. Harinder, still slowly pistoning his cock in and out of her, leaned over her, bracing his arms to either side. His thick black hair fell like a curtain around his face as he bent down to kiss the valley between her shoulder blades. He tasted the familiar sweat that was Sonali.
Sonali was moaning with each stroke, her pelvis writhing against him.
"Hai, Sonali." He whispered. He closed his eyes, focusing on the singular sensations of Sonali. His cock in her cunt. The familiar smell of her skin. Her soft moans and purrs of pleasure.
Still kissing Preeti, Vikram pushed her to the wall. His hands made their way to her flanks before one trailed across her belly and up to a breast. The other went to his cock to guide it to her wet opening. Her hands were wrapped around him.
Preeti moaned and then inhaled sharply as Vikram thrust his cock into her. Vikram whispered something inaudible in Preeti's ear and she turned to look at her husband. His fingers were kneading her breast, twisting and pinching the dark, taut nipple. He ground against her, pistoning his cock into her wet pussy with a grunt. Every thrust drew softer cry from her.
Harinder looked at Vikram and his wife, the sight drawing a growl of lust. He entwined his fingers in Sonali's hair, lifting her head from the bed as his strokes grew in intensity. His rhythm matched Vikram's as the two men drove into the warm cunt of each other's wife.
In and out.
In and out.
Hard, pounding thrusts. Pure, physical fucking. Grunts and moans. Ragged breaths and heaving chests. Bodies arched in need as they began to reach their orgasms.
Preeti came first in a long shudder that made her body quiver. Her nails dug into Vikram's arched back as he held his cock in her pulsing cunt. As the orgasm passed into a series of aftershocks, her legs began to betray her and she clung on to Vikram. He continued to pump into her, his muscles clenching as his own release came. He ground against her, emptying inside her with a long, low grunt of ecstasy.
As Vikram and Preeti collapsed into each other, Sonali began to squirm and grind with every thrust of Harinder's cock. She was panting, her fingers clawing at the rumpled bed sheet. Harinder thrust. In and out.
He felt her muscles tense and her body began its spasming release. Her panting turned to a cry as the seemingly interminable tension finally released in a wave of pleasure. Harinder held her in place, his cock buried deep inside her. Her orgasming body brought its own pleasures as she bucked and writhed.
It was too much and he felt the familiar pressure building in the pit of his stomach. The sense that his own release was coming. His cock pistoned in and out of Sonali's cunt.
"Hai, Sonali." He growled. "I'm going to come."
He looked to his wife and locked eyes with her as his muscles clenched and the tightness spread to his loins. With a final thrust and a loud moan, he spasmed and emptied himself into Sonali. She ground against him, taking him inside her. Draining him.
Much later, when they bodies had settled, the four lay in the bed, Harinder cradling Preeti, Sonali dbangd over Vikram.
"I think you both needed that." Sonali whispered, smiling at Harinder.
"I am going to fuck your wife." Vikram suddenly said, looking at Harinder. The burly Sikh brushed aside his sweaty mane and nodded as if his friend had been asking for permission. Vikram entwined his fingers in Preeti's hair and slowly pulled her off him. She looked at him with confusion, clearly not having heard his statement.
"Come here." Vikram said, putting his arms around Preeti and gently pulling her toward him. When he had her off the bed, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her. One hand fell to her lower back, grinding her pelvis into his cock; the other went to the nape of her neck, drawing her greedily into him.
Sonali, wiping his wife's juices from her mouth, looked back at Harinder before she stretched herself out on the bed. Harinder, still slowly pistoning his cock in and out of her, leaned over her, bracing his arms to either side. His thick black hair fell like a curtain around his face as he bent down to kiss the valley between her shoulder blades. He tasted the familiar sweat that was Sonali.
Sonali was moaning with each stroke, her pelvis writhing against him.
"Hai, Sonali." He whispered. He closed his eyes, focusing on the singular sensations of Sonali. His cock in her cunt. The familiar smell of her skin. Her soft moans and purrs of pleasure.
Still kissing Preeti, Vikram pushed her to the wall. His hands made their way to her flanks before one trailed across her belly and up to a breast. The other went to his cock to guide it to her wet opening. Her hands were wrapped around him.
Preeti moaned and then inhaled sharply as Vikram thrust his cock into her. Vikram whispered something inaudible in Preeti's ear and she turned to look at her husband. His fingers were kneading her breast, twisting and pinching the dark, taut nipple. He ground against her, pistoning his cock into her wet pussy with a grunt. Every thrust drew softer cry from her.
Harinder looked at Vikram and his wife, the sight drawing a growl of lust. He entwined his fingers in Sonali's hair, lifting her head from the bed as his strokes grew in intensity. His rhythm matched Vikram's as the two men drove into the warm cunt of each other's wife.
In and out.
In and out.
Hard, pounding thrusts. Pure, physical fucking. Grunts and moans. Ragged breaths and heaving chests. Bodies arched in need as they began to reach their orgasms.
Preeti came first in a long shudder that made her body quiver. Her nails dug into Vikram's arched back as he held his cock in her pulsing cunt. As the orgasm passed into a series of aftershocks, her legs began to betray her and she clung on to Vikram. He continued to pump into her, his muscles clenching as his own release came. He ground against her, emptying inside her with a long, low grunt of ecstasy.
As Vikram and Preeti collapsed into each other, Sonali began to squirm and grind with every thrust of Harinder's cock. She was panting, her fingers clawing at the rumpled bed sheet. Harinder thrust. In and out.
He felt her muscles tense and her body began its spasming release. Her panting turned to a cry as the seemingly interminable tension finally released in a wave of pleasure. Harinder held her in place, his cock buried deep inside her. Her orgasming body brought its own pleasures as she bucked and writhed.
It was too much and he felt the familiar pressure building in the pit of his stomach. The sense that his own release was coming. His cock pistoned in and out of Sonali's cunt.
"Hai, Sonali." He growled. "I'm going to come."
He looked to his wife and locked eyes with her as his muscles clenched and the tightness spread to his loins. With a final thrust and a loud moan, he spasmed and emptied himself into Sonali. She ground against him, taking him inside her. Draining him.
Much later, when they bodies had settled, the four lay in the bed, Harinder cradling Preeti, Sonali dbangd over Vikram.
"I think you both needed that." Sonali whispered, smiling at Harinder.
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