18-05-2019, 02:31 PM
The book-w,.', now gripping my breasts from the front, let out a very audible gasp which summed up his immense pleasure in its entirety, his body jerked and he lunged one final time into my unprotected vagina, almost convulsing, as he ejaculated his semen inside me. Having registered surprise at the duration he took to ejaculate, now, I was shocked at the enormity of his ejaculate. At what I had thought to be the final lunge, I had felt a splatter of hot semen at the opening of my cervix. Then, the book-w,.', moaning with pleasure, took a few small lunges (in comparison to the earlier ones) and it was as if he ejaculated the same amounts of semen with each successive lunge as when he had done with the first one.
Finally, after what seemed like ages, I felt the now limp penis of the book-w,.' sliding out of my bangd vagina. He stepped back a bit, as if to admire his craftsmanship. A deep smile of immense satisfaction was etched over his ugly face.
My vagina, which had been dripping with my own juices earlier, now lay battered and coated with the book-w,.''s semen. I realized that it was now flowing out of my vaginal opening and dripiing down my vulval lips. A weird sensation of hotness began to develop between my thighs, radiating to all over my body. It was as if my clitoris was on fire, instinctively my fingers reached out to the troubled organ. As soon as my fingers touched my engorged clitoris, I felt a wave of pleasure sweep across my body, originating from the very area of hotness.
The wave of pleasure was only momentary as it was replaced by a wave of guilt, which would last my entire life. My body had orgasmed! My mind and my body were in a duel and it had been my bosy which had come out on top. I fell down to the ground with a thud, almost as if the wave of shame had increased the weight that I had been carrying on my shoulders. Then, I felt a last plop of semen exit my vagina and roll down my perineum all the way to my asshole. My asshole muscles clenched at the feel of the hot foreign liquid. The salwar which had been bundled around my ankles when I was standing lay just in front on my ass, defeated.
I could hear the laugh of the book-w,.'. Even though he was a few feet away from me, it sounded as if it were coming from a very distant location.
Sitting there in what was a pool of my rapists semen, I, Madhu, the housewife and mother, wondered how my Saturday's 'activities' had taken such a disastrous turn.
"And friends, that is how I fuck a mother!" I heard the book-w,.' exclaim to his imaginary audience.
I sat there on the ground, in the book-w,.''s den with my legs folded to my body, my head lodged in between my knees, crying silently without tears.
"Who is this?" I heard a new voice.
I looked up to see a young man standing at the entrance of the siding, his head oscillating between the book-w,.' and me. I wrapped my hands tightly around my legs, trying to hide as much of my naked body as I could. His eyes then fixed upon my naked form.
"I brought you a lovely whore, my son!" beamed the book-w,.'.
As if the events of the day were not shocking to say the least, this information topped them all. I looked at the book-w,.' and then at the young man who had appeared at the entrance of the siding. The resemblance of the two left me in little doubt.
I was further going to be bangd by the book-w,.''s son!
Finally, after what seemed like ages, I felt the now limp penis of the book-w,.' sliding out of my bangd vagina. He stepped back a bit, as if to admire his craftsmanship. A deep smile of immense satisfaction was etched over his ugly face.
My vagina, which had been dripping with my own juices earlier, now lay battered and coated with the book-w,.''s semen. I realized that it was now flowing out of my vaginal opening and dripiing down my vulval lips. A weird sensation of hotness began to develop between my thighs, radiating to all over my body. It was as if my clitoris was on fire, instinctively my fingers reached out to the troubled organ. As soon as my fingers touched my engorged clitoris, I felt a wave of pleasure sweep across my body, originating from the very area of hotness.
The wave of pleasure was only momentary as it was replaced by a wave of guilt, which would last my entire life. My body had orgasmed! My mind and my body were in a duel and it had been my bosy which had come out on top. I fell down to the ground with a thud, almost as if the wave of shame had increased the weight that I had been carrying on my shoulders. Then, I felt a last plop of semen exit my vagina and roll down my perineum all the way to my asshole. My asshole muscles clenched at the feel of the hot foreign liquid. The salwar which had been bundled around my ankles when I was standing lay just in front on my ass, defeated.
I could hear the laugh of the book-w,.'. Even though he was a few feet away from me, it sounded as if it were coming from a very distant location.
Sitting there in what was a pool of my rapists semen, I, Madhu, the housewife and mother, wondered how my Saturday's 'activities' had taken such a disastrous turn.
"And friends, that is how I fuck a mother!" I heard the book-w,.' exclaim to his imaginary audience.
I sat there on the ground, in the book-w,.''s den with my legs folded to my body, my head lodged in between my knees, crying silently without tears.
"Who is this?" I heard a new voice.
I looked up to see a young man standing at the entrance of the siding, his head oscillating between the book-w,.' and me. I wrapped my hands tightly around my legs, trying to hide as much of my naked body as I could. His eyes then fixed upon my naked form.
"I brought you a lovely whore, my son!" beamed the book-w,.'.
As if the events of the day were not shocking to say the least, this information topped them all. I looked at the book-w,.' and then at the young man who had appeared at the entrance of the siding. The resemblance of the two left me in little doubt.
I was further going to be bangd by the book-w,.''s son!
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