13-05-2019, 05:10 PM
Kalpana looked at herself in the mirror and saw her inflamed eyes with reddish threads running on the whites, lips swollen and half open and bosom rising and falling erratically. A fine sheen of sweat glowed on her skin. Her pussy throbbed with arousal.
"Oh god! What's wrong with me? Why am I behaving like a shameless slut in broad daylight? I must get a hold of myself." She thought.
She splashed cold water several times on her face to cool herself down. Locking herself in a toilet cubicle, she put on her bra again, taking care not to touch her nipples. She put on a fresh panty that she'd carried with her after wiping her pussy dry and stowed the soiled panty in her handbag. Its gusset was completely soaked with her sticky, lubricious secretions. She straightened her clothes, brushed her hair and composed her face into a semblance of normalcy. She prudently decided to wear sunglasses to hide her eyes that still showed signs of her waning arousal. She then returned to their table to take leave of Shyam.
***
"Chalo! Hamare paas ab dedh ghanta hai!"
"Come! We have an hour and a half!" Shyam told her, rising from his seat and leading the way to the elevators.
All thought of leaving went out the window and Kalpana's ebbing arousal shot up again. Once again her pussy dripped secretions and soiled her fresh panties. Her heart thudded against her ribcage and nipples hardened and pushed against the confines of her bra. She didn't utter a word as she meekly followed him into an elevator. There were a few other people in the large elevator and although there was plenty of space, Kalpana and Shyam stood close to each other, looking straight ahead. Her hand crept into his and received a quick, reassuring squeeze. She waited impatiently for the elevator to stop at their floor. She was primed and ready, eagerly awaiting the fuck-fest she knew "Sir" would unleash...
The moment the door of the room shut behind them, Shyam pushed Kalpana against a wall, humping his hips against her. Her handbag slipped off and her pallu fell off her shoulders.
"Anhhh..." She moaned as he scooped her generously sized breasts out of her blouse and fondled them roughly. He held her chin in his hand and turned her face up. Breathing hard, they rubbed their lips against each other and their tongues duelled, too impatient to engage in a long kiss. Separating, Shyam undressed quickly until he was only in his boxer shorts, while Kalpana too took off her blouse and bra and faced him, her large breasts rising and falling, inviting him to fondle them. He quickly untucked her saree from around her waist and loosened the drawstring of her petticoat, both garments pooling around her ankles.
"Uuhhh..." She reacted as he thrust his hand under the waistband of her panties and cupped her bald mound, feeling the heat and wetness. His middle finger easily parted her labia and went deep inside her hot, well lubricated cunt. She moved her feet a little further apart to give him better access as he fingered her using one and then two fingers, all the time looking intently into her eyes.
He quickly spread a Turkish towel the bed on and lay her down. He propped her up in a semi reclining pose by putting a couple of thick pillows under her shoulders. He slid off his boxers and knelt between her legs, then slid her panties off too. She eyed his thick, engorged cock through half closed eyes as it swayed and bobbed with his movements. The cockhead was partially covered with his foreskin and was wet with his precum. He surveyed her reclining form. She was completely naked but her breasts were covered by her crossed arms. On the other hand, her legs were parted and her inner lips were clearly visible, red with arousal. He could actually see clear fluid leaking out of her slit. He chuckled at the contrast between her leaking cunt lewdly on display and her breasts modestly hidden behind her crossed arms. Quite unconsciously, her hips thrust upwards ever so slightly, in a come hither motion. He moved her hands over her head and she let them rest there. Her breasts were now uncovered, awaiting his pleasure. He squatted on his haunches and pulled her hips towards him until his cockhead kissed her nether lips.
"Unhhh..." Kalpana moaned as she felt his cock slowly and smoothly invade her most private passage. Her cunt offered no resistance to his cock at all. It just opened up and fitted snugly around his shaft. With a couple of in and out movements he lodged himself fully in and felt her cervix against his cockhead.
"Hnhhh..." Shyam grunted, savouring the wet heat of her cunt and felt her tightening her muscles around the base of his cock. He slowly pulled out and thrust in again, looking at her face as she experienced a series of little climaxes lit by the friction of his cock. She closed her eyes and lost herself in the waves of pleasure that rolled in, starting at her pussy and washing all over her body. After half a dozen leisurely thrusts, Shyam stopped, his cock buried deep inside her, his pubic hair tickling her bald mound. He lifted his torso off of her and lightly slapped her cheeks, waking her up from her stupor.
"Neeche dekho!"
"Look down!" He whispered.
She looked down between her breasts and watched with fascination as his cock slowly pulled out of her pussy until only the head remained buried. The shaft was shiny and wet with their juices and she could actually see her inner lips as they were pulled out, wrapped tightly around his cock. This visual stimulation, added to the sensations emanating from the friction of his cock against her pussy as Shyam gradually speeded up his deep powerful thrusts was too much for her to bear.
"Nnhh... Nnhh... Nnh..." She moaned, her eyes closed and her face contorted in a rictus of lust as Shyam continued to pound her, until suddenly she held her breath and her cunt started spasming around his cock.
Kalpana wrapped her arms around him and pulled him down on top of her as she went into the throes of a powerful climax. Tears streamed out of her eyes. She released her breath in a big rush and slowly recovered from the orgasmic high. She opened her eyes and Shyam's face loomed into view. She planted a series of small, loving kisses on his lips. The expression on her face was that of total satiation and release. She relaxed, savouring the post coital intimacy and the warmth and weight of his body resting on top of her. Suddenly, she coughed a little. Her pussy reflexively tightened around his cock, still hard and buried deep inside her. She realized then that he hadn't yet come. A wan smile lit up her face as she tightened her pussy around his cock and thrust her hips up, urging him wordlessly to continue fucking.
Shyam of course didn't need any encouragement. He had merely paused to catch his breath and to savour the sight of Kalpana living through her intense orgasm. Nothing pleased him more than to see a woman experiencing a good solid climax of his own making. He locked the back of her knees in the crook of his elbows, bent forward and licked her lips and sucked her tongue as it flicked out between her lips. He fondled her full breasts as he started thrusting his hard cock deep inside her tight hot cunt. He started grunting as the speed and power of his thrusts built up, taking his pleasure of her hot young body. Both started sweating profusely as his hard cock battered her already bruised and used cunt, producing loud slapping and slurping sounds. Kalpana teetered on the brink of pain and pleasure as her soft and fleshy mons and thighs absorbed the thrusts of his hips and his cock ravaged her innards. Soon she sensed his rhythm becoming erratic and knew he was close to his climax.
Finally, with a loud "Aaahhh..." Shyam spurted semen deep inside her pussy. This triggered another of the many climaxes she experienced that afternoon. He collapsed on top of her, his face nestling against her dishevelled hair. She lovingly combed her fingers through his short salt and pepper hair, cooing sweet nothings in his ear. A gurgle of laughter welled up her lips as she felt his deflated cock slip out of her pussy and their combined juices oozed out, tickling her. He lifted himself off of her and both looked at the junction of her outspread thighs, where her hairless pussy gaped open, her inner lips inflamed, red and smeared with cum.
Most of the lovemaking between Kalpana and her hubby happened at night, in the dim light of a night lamp. So she was not used to being naked in bright light. Only the intoxication of her lust had overcome her inhibitions and had allowed herself to be stripped and exposed to her lover's gaze, in bright light. With her lust ebbing, Kalpana suddenly felt ashamed at the wanton display of her most private place. Quickly she closed her thighs, pulled a sheet over her body and covered her face with her hands, squirming with embarrassment.
Shyam chuckled at her discomfiture. Admonishing her not to move, he quickly went to the bathroom. After washing his own crotch, he returned with a couple of napkins. He fought off her hands that tried to hold on to the sheet covering her body and held them over her head till she stopped struggling. She finally gave in and offered no resistance as he pulled the sheet off. She wriggled and squirmed with pleasure as he proceeded to wipe her down, first with a wet napkin, followed by a dry napkin. He started with her face and then moved down to her neck, her armpits, her breasts, finally down to her pussy. She let him spread her thighs apart and clean up her gaping pussy. He pushed her legs over her chest, lifting her hips off of the towel she was lying on and cleaned up her backside too. He pulled off the soiled towel and rested her back on bed. Surveying his handiwork with satisfaction, he couldn't resist bending and planting a kiss on her hairless pussy. She still smelt of their combined juices.
Shyam checked his watch and realized that they could spend another forty-five minutes together. They lay snuggled against each other, Kalpana's head resting on his shoulder, a leg thrown over him while her fingers played with the coarse salt and pepper hair on his chest. Once in a while she pecked his chest, his hair tickling her nose.
"Oh god! What's wrong with me? Why am I behaving like a shameless slut in broad daylight? I must get a hold of myself." She thought.
She splashed cold water several times on her face to cool herself down. Locking herself in a toilet cubicle, she put on her bra again, taking care not to touch her nipples. She put on a fresh panty that she'd carried with her after wiping her pussy dry and stowed the soiled panty in her handbag. Its gusset was completely soaked with her sticky, lubricious secretions. She straightened her clothes, brushed her hair and composed her face into a semblance of normalcy. She prudently decided to wear sunglasses to hide her eyes that still showed signs of her waning arousal. She then returned to their table to take leave of Shyam.
***
"Chalo! Hamare paas ab dedh ghanta hai!"
"Come! We have an hour and a half!" Shyam told her, rising from his seat and leading the way to the elevators.
All thought of leaving went out the window and Kalpana's ebbing arousal shot up again. Once again her pussy dripped secretions and soiled her fresh panties. Her heart thudded against her ribcage and nipples hardened and pushed against the confines of her bra. She didn't utter a word as she meekly followed him into an elevator. There were a few other people in the large elevator and although there was plenty of space, Kalpana and Shyam stood close to each other, looking straight ahead. Her hand crept into his and received a quick, reassuring squeeze. She waited impatiently for the elevator to stop at their floor. She was primed and ready, eagerly awaiting the fuck-fest she knew "Sir" would unleash...
The moment the door of the room shut behind them, Shyam pushed Kalpana against a wall, humping his hips against her. Her handbag slipped off and her pallu fell off her shoulders.
"Anhhh..." She moaned as he scooped her generously sized breasts out of her blouse and fondled them roughly. He held her chin in his hand and turned her face up. Breathing hard, they rubbed their lips against each other and their tongues duelled, too impatient to engage in a long kiss. Separating, Shyam undressed quickly until he was only in his boxer shorts, while Kalpana too took off her blouse and bra and faced him, her large breasts rising and falling, inviting him to fondle them. He quickly untucked her saree from around her waist and loosened the drawstring of her petticoat, both garments pooling around her ankles.
"Uuhhh..." She reacted as he thrust his hand under the waistband of her panties and cupped her bald mound, feeling the heat and wetness. His middle finger easily parted her labia and went deep inside her hot, well lubricated cunt. She moved her feet a little further apart to give him better access as he fingered her using one and then two fingers, all the time looking intently into her eyes.
He quickly spread a Turkish towel the bed on and lay her down. He propped her up in a semi reclining pose by putting a couple of thick pillows under her shoulders. He slid off his boxers and knelt between her legs, then slid her panties off too. She eyed his thick, engorged cock through half closed eyes as it swayed and bobbed with his movements. The cockhead was partially covered with his foreskin and was wet with his precum. He surveyed her reclining form. She was completely naked but her breasts were covered by her crossed arms. On the other hand, her legs were parted and her inner lips were clearly visible, red with arousal. He could actually see clear fluid leaking out of her slit. He chuckled at the contrast between her leaking cunt lewdly on display and her breasts modestly hidden behind her crossed arms. Quite unconsciously, her hips thrust upwards ever so slightly, in a come hither motion. He moved her hands over her head and she let them rest there. Her breasts were now uncovered, awaiting his pleasure. He squatted on his haunches and pulled her hips towards him until his cockhead kissed her nether lips.
"Unhhh..." Kalpana moaned as she felt his cock slowly and smoothly invade her most private passage. Her cunt offered no resistance to his cock at all. It just opened up and fitted snugly around his shaft. With a couple of in and out movements he lodged himself fully in and felt her cervix against his cockhead.
"Hnhhh..." Shyam grunted, savouring the wet heat of her cunt and felt her tightening her muscles around the base of his cock. He slowly pulled out and thrust in again, looking at her face as she experienced a series of little climaxes lit by the friction of his cock. She closed her eyes and lost herself in the waves of pleasure that rolled in, starting at her pussy and washing all over her body. After half a dozen leisurely thrusts, Shyam stopped, his cock buried deep inside her, his pubic hair tickling her bald mound. He lifted his torso off of her and lightly slapped her cheeks, waking her up from her stupor.
"Neeche dekho!"
"Look down!" He whispered.
She looked down between her breasts and watched with fascination as his cock slowly pulled out of her pussy until only the head remained buried. The shaft was shiny and wet with their juices and she could actually see her inner lips as they were pulled out, wrapped tightly around his cock. This visual stimulation, added to the sensations emanating from the friction of his cock against her pussy as Shyam gradually speeded up his deep powerful thrusts was too much for her to bear.
"Nnhh... Nnhh... Nnh..." She moaned, her eyes closed and her face contorted in a rictus of lust as Shyam continued to pound her, until suddenly she held her breath and her cunt started spasming around his cock.
Kalpana wrapped her arms around him and pulled him down on top of her as she went into the throes of a powerful climax. Tears streamed out of her eyes. She released her breath in a big rush and slowly recovered from the orgasmic high. She opened her eyes and Shyam's face loomed into view. She planted a series of small, loving kisses on his lips. The expression on her face was that of total satiation and release. She relaxed, savouring the post coital intimacy and the warmth and weight of his body resting on top of her. Suddenly, she coughed a little. Her pussy reflexively tightened around his cock, still hard and buried deep inside her. She realized then that he hadn't yet come. A wan smile lit up her face as she tightened her pussy around his cock and thrust her hips up, urging him wordlessly to continue fucking.
Shyam of course didn't need any encouragement. He had merely paused to catch his breath and to savour the sight of Kalpana living through her intense orgasm. Nothing pleased him more than to see a woman experiencing a good solid climax of his own making. He locked the back of her knees in the crook of his elbows, bent forward and licked her lips and sucked her tongue as it flicked out between her lips. He fondled her full breasts as he started thrusting his hard cock deep inside her tight hot cunt. He started grunting as the speed and power of his thrusts built up, taking his pleasure of her hot young body. Both started sweating profusely as his hard cock battered her already bruised and used cunt, producing loud slapping and slurping sounds. Kalpana teetered on the brink of pain and pleasure as her soft and fleshy mons and thighs absorbed the thrusts of his hips and his cock ravaged her innards. Soon she sensed his rhythm becoming erratic and knew he was close to his climax.
Finally, with a loud "Aaahhh..." Shyam spurted semen deep inside her pussy. This triggered another of the many climaxes she experienced that afternoon. He collapsed on top of her, his face nestling against her dishevelled hair. She lovingly combed her fingers through his short salt and pepper hair, cooing sweet nothings in his ear. A gurgle of laughter welled up her lips as she felt his deflated cock slip out of her pussy and their combined juices oozed out, tickling her. He lifted himself off of her and both looked at the junction of her outspread thighs, where her hairless pussy gaped open, her inner lips inflamed, red and smeared with cum.
Most of the lovemaking between Kalpana and her hubby happened at night, in the dim light of a night lamp. So she was not used to being naked in bright light. Only the intoxication of her lust had overcome her inhibitions and had allowed herself to be stripped and exposed to her lover's gaze, in bright light. With her lust ebbing, Kalpana suddenly felt ashamed at the wanton display of her most private place. Quickly she closed her thighs, pulled a sheet over her body and covered her face with her hands, squirming with embarrassment.
Shyam chuckled at her discomfiture. Admonishing her not to move, he quickly went to the bathroom. After washing his own crotch, he returned with a couple of napkins. He fought off her hands that tried to hold on to the sheet covering her body and held them over her head till she stopped struggling. She finally gave in and offered no resistance as he pulled the sheet off. She wriggled and squirmed with pleasure as he proceeded to wipe her down, first with a wet napkin, followed by a dry napkin. He started with her face and then moved down to her neck, her armpits, her breasts, finally down to her pussy. She let him spread her thighs apart and clean up her gaping pussy. He pushed her legs over her chest, lifting her hips off of the towel she was lying on and cleaned up her backside too. He pulled off the soiled towel and rested her back on bed. Surveying his handiwork with satisfaction, he couldn't resist bending and planting a kiss on her hairless pussy. She still smelt of their combined juices.
Shyam checked his watch and realized that they could spend another forty-five minutes together. They lay snuggled against each other, Kalpana's head resting on his shoulder, a leg thrown over him while her fingers played with the coarse salt and pepper hair on his chest. Once in a while she pecked his chest, his hair tickling her nose.
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