05-06-2022, 08:20 AM
There was a nip in the air and a gentle wafting breeze and perfect silence, bar the occasional noise from the jaws of the camel. As if by magic he laid out cushion after cushion and she collapsed on the soft heap, lying under the brilliant night sky.
As he had been when she first walked out to the dunes, he merged into the sandscape, leaving her alone to enjoy the beauty of nature that she had set out for.
She might have dozed for a bit. That was not surprising. The day had been hot and tiring and the unexpected but invigorating fuck had drained her of all stresses. Her wonderfully relaxed body gratefully sank into sleep
She awoke with a start. She knew not how long she had slept.
"Are you there?" she called out, somewhat afraid.
"Yes, Madam," came his strong reassuring voice. "Me here."
"Where?" she asked. And he appeared before her, his silhouette rising majestically over her.
"You are amazing!" Aeishwarya murmured her hand lazily wandering under her blouse. Her breasts felt alive and she remembered that she had never been fucked without her breasts having been even touched.
"You, beautiful!" he replied, looking down at her.
"Sit down," she said patting the carpet next to where she was lying.
He sat down and she turned towards him. She reached out to feel his hard, muscled body. He was strong and she remembered the way he had lifted her effortlessly with one hand while shoving the cotton quilt under her.
Aeishwarya felt out his arms. Yes, they were as strong as she had felt them lifting her. And then his chest. And slowly her hand slowly wandered down his chest, more out of curiosity than anything else. They had fucked but she had barely felt him except in whatever was essential to their encounter.
She didn't mean to touch his cock but barely had Aeishwarya crossed his cummerbund when she felt the proud, large, rearing head of his cock on the back of her hand. She was surprised. They had just fucked and drained each other a while ago – she didn't know how far back for she had lost her sense of time.
Her hand lightly touched and felt his erection. He was magnificent. She shivered as she remembered the monster on which she was impaled. And within a short while he was monstrous again. Her cunt slickened as she felt need again.
Aeishwarya’s fingers felt out his contours and she wandered lower and gathered his sac in her palm. She leaned forward and kissed the cockhead. She tasted freshness- he had washed. She liked that. She opened her mouth wider and took the pillar of his cock between her lips, pulling him closer to her mouth.
His hand gently went to the back of her head as if he had been here before and rocked into her. She opened her mouth as wide as she could and throated him best as she could. It was not a perfect position and she felt strained and fell back, wiping her lips with the back of her hand.
He kneeled between her legs and unbuttoned her blouse. Her body shone by the light of the moon. She arched her back, her breasts and nipples aching. Aeishwarya hastened to undo her bra and slipped the straps off.
He knelt forward and brought his lips tantalizingly close to her nipple. He watched, long, erect and aching to be touched. He kissed the very tip very quickly several times, then sucked it in and then in a larger gulp sucked in her entire breast making her cry out in agonized pleasure.
He sucked till he thought he felt milk and till she thought her life was quivering on that tip. And then he moved lower to her stomach, kissing, sucking and nibbling. Finally, he reached her pussy and kissed her, licked at her, tasting both of them.
She raised her legs and wrapped them around his head as he continued to kiss and suck at her. She thrust against his mouth and took whatever pleasure she could get.
His kissing and sucking was eager and unfocused but it gave her pleasure because of the rusticity of his approach.
He came up from between her legs and his tongue drew a line to the other unattended breast. This one he lashed with his tongue before biting her nipple gently making her cry out.
As he had been when she first walked out to the dunes, he merged into the sandscape, leaving her alone to enjoy the beauty of nature that she had set out for.
She might have dozed for a bit. That was not surprising. The day had been hot and tiring and the unexpected but invigorating fuck had drained her of all stresses. Her wonderfully relaxed body gratefully sank into sleep
She awoke with a start. She knew not how long she had slept.
"Are you there?" she called out, somewhat afraid.
"Yes, Madam," came his strong reassuring voice. "Me here."
"Where?" she asked. And he appeared before her, his silhouette rising majestically over her.
"You are amazing!" Aeishwarya murmured her hand lazily wandering under her blouse. Her breasts felt alive and she remembered that she had never been fucked without her breasts having been even touched.
"You, beautiful!" he replied, looking down at her.
"Sit down," she said patting the carpet next to where she was lying.
He sat down and she turned towards him. She reached out to feel his hard, muscled body. He was strong and she remembered the way he had lifted her effortlessly with one hand while shoving the cotton quilt under her.
Aeishwarya felt out his arms. Yes, they were as strong as she had felt them lifting her. And then his chest. And slowly her hand slowly wandered down his chest, more out of curiosity than anything else. They had fucked but she had barely felt him except in whatever was essential to their encounter.
She didn't mean to touch his cock but barely had Aeishwarya crossed his cummerbund when she felt the proud, large, rearing head of his cock on the back of her hand. She was surprised. They had just fucked and drained each other a while ago – she didn't know how far back for she had lost her sense of time.
Her hand lightly touched and felt his erection. He was magnificent. She shivered as she remembered the monster on which she was impaled. And within a short while he was monstrous again. Her cunt slickened as she felt need again.
Aeishwarya’s fingers felt out his contours and she wandered lower and gathered his sac in her palm. She leaned forward and kissed the cockhead. She tasted freshness- he had washed. She liked that. She opened her mouth wider and took the pillar of his cock between her lips, pulling him closer to her mouth.
His hand gently went to the back of her head as if he had been here before and rocked into her. She opened her mouth as wide as she could and throated him best as she could. It was not a perfect position and she felt strained and fell back, wiping her lips with the back of her hand.
He kneeled between her legs and unbuttoned her blouse. Her body shone by the light of the moon. She arched her back, her breasts and nipples aching. Aeishwarya hastened to undo her bra and slipped the straps off.
He knelt forward and brought his lips tantalizingly close to her nipple. He watched, long, erect and aching to be touched. He kissed the very tip very quickly several times, then sucked it in and then in a larger gulp sucked in her entire breast making her cry out in agonized pleasure.
He sucked till he thought he felt milk and till she thought her life was quivering on that tip. And then he moved lower to her stomach, kissing, sucking and nibbling. Finally, he reached her pussy and kissed her, licked at her, tasting both of them.
She raised her legs and wrapped them around his head as he continued to kiss and suck at her. She thrust against his mouth and took whatever pleasure she could get.
His kissing and sucking was eager and unfocused but it gave her pleasure because of the rusticity of his approach.
He came up from between her legs and his tongue drew a line to the other unattended breast. This one he lashed with his tongue before biting her nipple gently making her cry out.
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