Thriller The Story of Meera

[Priyanka98]

He pulled off her saree, exposing her well fitting blouse. It lined her breasts beautifully. He undid the hooks one by one exposing her beautiful boobs. Shabnam had covered up her degrading tattoo with foundation. He began kissing and licking her boobs. Meera felt a pleasurable sensation rising in her body and she felt herself melting.
"There is so much more to you than your body," he said, licking her nipple, "I wish to make love to your soul."
He cupped her breasts in both hands and squeezed gently. He stroked both her nipples with the lightest of touches, carefully studying her expressions. Meera's eyes were closed as she threw her head back and moaned.
"You like that?" he asked, sensually nibbling her ear.
"Yes," she gasped.
He continued playing with her nipples gently till she began to move her hips rhythmically back and forth as her body prepared for intercourse.
"Loosen the string of your petticoat so I can feel you down there," he whispered in her ear.
He smiled at how eagerly she obeyed him. He understood that she was desperate to be touched. He now pulled off her saree and petticoat completely. He rubbed her perfectly waxed pussy from over her panties till he could see a wet spot. He removed her panties and smiled as he observed her naturally open her legs. He sensually touched her inner thighs, and ran his fingers lightly on her ass. Meera arched her back and clasped the bedsheet with her slender fingers, and she moaned wanting more.
The man touched the tip of his cock on her pussy and she moaned. He began to sensually rub his hardness on her swollen clit as he held her face between his palms and made her look straight into his eyes. He watched her desire build up and her eyes were begging him to enter her. He slowly began to enter her pussy with such sensual movements that he watched her drown in pleasure. Once he was all the way inside her, he withdrew a bit and entered again. Meera closed her eyes and moaned and the sensation of slow sex was driving her crazy. Very few men she had been with had this kind of patience; this man, he seemed to be exceptionally skilled at pleasing a woman. As his hardness rubbed against her wet pussy with such a slow pace, she could feel each and every inch of his meat inside her. It was a sensation she hadn't experienced in a long time. He was being so gentle, Meera had surrendered herself completely.
With every stroke, the sexual tensions build up craving for a release. He could read Meera's face, her desire was crystal clear. She wanted him, she wanted to orgasm on his cock and squeeze his seed into her. And finally, she couldn't take it anymore. Meera felt an orgasm hit her body, thrusting her hips forward, and the insides of her pussy contracted rhythmically around the man's shaft. She wrapped her hips around the man's waist as she came. She was drowning in ecstasy, she never realized that she whispered "Kabir" in the man's ear.