26-05-2019, 10:12 AM
The boy turned and bent to fill the tumbler. When he straightened, she had let her pallu drop completely, had undone all but one button of her blouse. Her swollen breasts pushed at the cloth. Her long mangalsutra glistened in her cleavage. Her eyes glittered with hunger, her lips were parted. She cupped and lifted her breasts, squeezing them, pressed her tongue to her upper lip. Staring at her, he sluiced the water over himself and now didn't object when she took it from him and washed his penis.
He took the tumbler from her; she stroked his cock in her fingers. He refilled the tumbler, bending sideways from the waist, then straightened and slowly tipped it over her neck and face. Sunita groaned softly, tilting her face up as the warm water trickled over her face and between her small, shapely breasts, down her back and shoulders, down her belly, soaking her clothes. She plucked at the knot of her sari and it came undone, fell to her feet and she took his hand in hers and pressed it to her crotch. Her cunt was wet, seeping juice and he gasped, hot and horny now, pressing his thick finger between her cunt-lips, knuckling her clitoris. Sunita moaned, arching her face and back, thrusting her breasts outward and he snapped the last button on her blouse. Her breasts bounced out and he bent his head and took one in his mouth, sucking hungrily, nibbling her stiff nipple. Moaning, she curled an arm around his head.
With a soft moan, she drew away from him, turning silently, slowly, his hand in hers and led him, wet and naked, from the bathroom to the servant's room just beyond. In the dank windowless room, she turned and kissed him hard, pushing her tongue in and out of his mouth, one arm around his broad shoulders, the other working his stiff cock.
"I'm going to suck your cock," she murmured. "You can cum in my mouth if you want. I like that."
The boy groaned, despair and excitement still doing battle in his mind. She found it delicious. Slipping smoothly to her knees before him, she flipped back his foreskin and took his cock in her mouth quickly, started sucking it, working the bulging cock-head cleverly with his tongue. The boy cried out, his body lurching, spasming, belly snapping in with shock, hips thrusting at her face. Sunita moaned deep in her throat, her hands on his thighs, her face moving back and forth between his legs. His cock was thick and long and hot and its musky taste made her giddy with excitement. Whimpering, she caressed her face and breasts with it, her eyes hooded. The boy looked down at her, incredulous, disbelieving, enormously turned on. She was incredible. He'd never imagined a blowjob this good. But, still, she was his best friend's mother! She'd known him since he was kid, damn it! The battle raged momentarily, and then his body betrayed his mind, and the hunger of adolescence took control.
"Ohhhhhhh yes!" he gasped. "Oh god yes!" He flung his head back, his hands on her head, moving it to and fro now, his hips pumping. "Oh yes ... suck me! Suck my cock ... oh god yes!"
He still couldn't bring himself to talk to her like he did with some of the others he'd been with, to call her exciting, sexy, dirty names ... and what she was doing to him didn't let him use the honorific either. She realized his torment and savoured it wickedly for a long moment, sucking his cock like a slut, fondling her breasts, pinching her nipples. He groaned thickly, watching her incredulously, in deep excitement. Her face was distended with the thickness of his cock. She took his hands in hers, moving them off her head, keeping them pinned to his sides, her face rocking back and forth, turning this way and that as she used her tongue on his cock-head and every part of his shaft.
She ducked her head under his cock-shaft, dragging her teeth down the shaft lasciviously, her eyes tilted up to his, glittering with lust.
"Talk," she murmured. "Say what you want, Vinod ... let me hear it ... what you really want to say .
.. say it ... please ... I like hearing those words."
Vinod gaped at her. He couldn't. There was no way...
"C'mon whore! Suck it! Suck my cock!" he heard himself say, pulling her face back to his penis.
His words had a visible effect on her. She moaned loudly, throatily, throat and, releasing his hands from hers, took his cock deep in her mouth, her tongue whipping his cock-head in frenzy. Vinod cried out, his head arching, his hips jerking forward, his hands flying to her head again. She sucked him feverishly, her head rocking rapidly to and fro, her hands on his thighs. He pumped his hips back and forth at her face, moving her head in rhythm, fucking her mouth.
"Yes! Ohfuckyes!" he gasped. "Yes ... uhhh yes uhh c'mon, whore, c'mon! Suck harder, whore, suck harder!" scarcely believing what he saying and to whom.
On and on she went, her hunger and lust evident, insatiable. His loins were bursting with heat and he groaned thickly, in imminent danger of losing control. With all her experience, Sunita sensed it at once and immediately stopped, moving her head back, gently jerking his cock in one fist.
"Don't come," she murmured. "Don't you dare cum yet! C'mon! Take a deep breath! Yes ... that's good ... you can cum in my mouth later, not now." She looked up at him, her eyes glittering with lust, smiling lasciviously.
She moved onto her back on the floor, drawing him down with her, over her, holding his head in his hands, kissing him hard, her tongue probing his mouth. He could taste himself on her. Her breasts were turgid under his chest, her stiff nipples raking his skin. The hard mangalsutra scbangd his flesh.
"My cunt's burning," she murmured. "Lick me. Show me how well you can lick a woman's cunt."
Vinod's excitement flared again. He moved his face lower, sweeping his tongue over her long nipples, nibbling them sharply. She gasped, arching and he sucked on the small mounds, taking them deep in his mouth. Sunita groaned, her fingers clenching his hair. Sucking one breast, he squeezed the other, twirling her rigid nipple in forefinger and thumb, rubbing her mangalsutra over it. She whimpered, her face turning to one side, her hips writhing under his.
"Lick me," she groaned. "Lick my slit, Vinod! Hurry!"
The youth grinned to himself, his confidence increasing. This was terrific. She was incredible. What did it matter that she was his best friend's mother? He moved his head lower, over her flat belly, loving the taut smoothness of her dusky skin, unblemished and hairless. He swept his tongue through her navel, moved lower, nuzzling the damp fuzz between her slender thighs. The heady aroma of her cunt filled his nostrils. Her legs were splayed wide, her cunt-lips open, visibly wet. He looked at it hungrily. She moved her hands down to her crotch, pulling them open even wider.
"Put it in," she gasped. "Put your tongue into my cunt, Vinod! Lick it!"
Slowly, tenderly, gently, he dragged his tongue through her crack. The effect on her was electric. She gasped sharply, her body whipping up in a steep bow, her head arching back, her mouth in a wide O. He moved his tongue up and down her slit again, savouring the musky cunt-nectar, lapping at it. She whimpered, biting her lower lip sexily, her hands clenching his hair.
"Yes! Ohma uhhhhhhh yes! Oh god yes!" she moaned. "Oh Vinod! Uhhhh hanh ... uhhh yes!"
Now his tongue was working her cunt busily, flickering up and down, round and round, jabbing tantalisingly at her swollen clit and whipping it to and fro, laving her cunt-lips. Sunita's moans were loud, incessant, lewd. Her hips writhed under his face, jerking up and down. Her head flipped from side to side in an agony of joy as the heat built in her loins and flamed through her slender body.
"Yes uhh ohma uhh yes uhhh yes oh god yes oh that's good ... lick me! Lick me! Yes! That's it!" she whimpered. "Do it ... don't stop! Keep licking!"
Vinod chuckled to himself, feeling strong and manly. Slowly, he slid a finger into her cunt, finger- and tongue-fucking her simultaneously. Sunita cried out in joy, her hips jerking uncontrollably under his face. He went on doing it, remorseless, torturing her as she had him, till, from her movements and sounds, he knew he had her on the very edge of an orgasm. And then he stopped, abruptly and without warning.
Sunita cried out in frustration, mewing and panting, clawing at him. "Don't stop now! Oh you bastard! Don't stop now!" she begged.
He grinned, moved up, straddling her body, kneeling over face, pushing his cock into her mouth. "Suck, bitch," he growled. "Suck it hard! Yeh! That's good! C'mon! Suck harder! Ahh yeh! That's it! Slut, I'm gonna fuck you really hard now!"
Lying beneath him, Sunita moaned deep in her cock-filled throat, sucking the youth's penis hungrily. Her lust was raging out of control, her head swam with excitement. The boy was incredibly good.
He took the tumbler from her; she stroked his cock in her fingers. He refilled the tumbler, bending sideways from the waist, then straightened and slowly tipped it over her neck and face. Sunita groaned softly, tilting her face up as the warm water trickled over her face and between her small, shapely breasts, down her back and shoulders, down her belly, soaking her clothes. She plucked at the knot of her sari and it came undone, fell to her feet and she took his hand in hers and pressed it to her crotch. Her cunt was wet, seeping juice and he gasped, hot and horny now, pressing his thick finger between her cunt-lips, knuckling her clitoris. Sunita moaned, arching her face and back, thrusting her breasts outward and he snapped the last button on her blouse. Her breasts bounced out and he bent his head and took one in his mouth, sucking hungrily, nibbling her stiff nipple. Moaning, she curled an arm around his head.
With a soft moan, she drew away from him, turning silently, slowly, his hand in hers and led him, wet and naked, from the bathroom to the servant's room just beyond. In the dank windowless room, she turned and kissed him hard, pushing her tongue in and out of his mouth, one arm around his broad shoulders, the other working his stiff cock.
"I'm going to suck your cock," she murmured. "You can cum in my mouth if you want. I like that."
The boy groaned, despair and excitement still doing battle in his mind. She found it delicious. Slipping smoothly to her knees before him, she flipped back his foreskin and took his cock in her mouth quickly, started sucking it, working the bulging cock-head cleverly with his tongue. The boy cried out, his body lurching, spasming, belly snapping in with shock, hips thrusting at her face. Sunita moaned deep in her throat, her hands on his thighs, her face moving back and forth between his legs. His cock was thick and long and hot and its musky taste made her giddy with excitement. Whimpering, she caressed her face and breasts with it, her eyes hooded. The boy looked down at her, incredulous, disbelieving, enormously turned on. She was incredible. He'd never imagined a blowjob this good. But, still, she was his best friend's mother! She'd known him since he was kid, damn it! The battle raged momentarily, and then his body betrayed his mind, and the hunger of adolescence took control.
"Ohhhhhhh yes!" he gasped. "Oh god yes!" He flung his head back, his hands on her head, moving it to and fro now, his hips pumping. "Oh yes ... suck me! Suck my cock ... oh god yes!"
He still couldn't bring himself to talk to her like he did with some of the others he'd been with, to call her exciting, sexy, dirty names ... and what she was doing to him didn't let him use the honorific either. She realized his torment and savoured it wickedly for a long moment, sucking his cock like a slut, fondling her breasts, pinching her nipples. He groaned thickly, watching her incredulously, in deep excitement. Her face was distended with the thickness of his cock. She took his hands in hers, moving them off her head, keeping them pinned to his sides, her face rocking back and forth, turning this way and that as she used her tongue on his cock-head and every part of his shaft.
She ducked her head under his cock-shaft, dragging her teeth down the shaft lasciviously, her eyes tilted up to his, glittering with lust.
"Talk," she murmured. "Say what you want, Vinod ... let me hear it ... what you really want to say .
.. say it ... please ... I like hearing those words."
Vinod gaped at her. He couldn't. There was no way...
"C'mon whore! Suck it! Suck my cock!" he heard himself say, pulling her face back to his penis.
His words had a visible effect on her. She moaned loudly, throatily, throat and, releasing his hands from hers, took his cock deep in her mouth, her tongue whipping his cock-head in frenzy. Vinod cried out, his head arching, his hips jerking forward, his hands flying to her head again. She sucked him feverishly, her head rocking rapidly to and fro, her hands on his thighs. He pumped his hips back and forth at her face, moving her head in rhythm, fucking her mouth.
"Yes! Ohfuckyes!" he gasped. "Yes ... uhhh yes uhh c'mon, whore, c'mon! Suck harder, whore, suck harder!" scarcely believing what he saying and to whom.
On and on she went, her hunger and lust evident, insatiable. His loins were bursting with heat and he groaned thickly, in imminent danger of losing control. With all her experience, Sunita sensed it at once and immediately stopped, moving her head back, gently jerking his cock in one fist.
"Don't come," she murmured. "Don't you dare cum yet! C'mon! Take a deep breath! Yes ... that's good ... you can cum in my mouth later, not now." She looked up at him, her eyes glittering with lust, smiling lasciviously.
She moved onto her back on the floor, drawing him down with her, over her, holding his head in his hands, kissing him hard, her tongue probing his mouth. He could taste himself on her. Her breasts were turgid under his chest, her stiff nipples raking his skin. The hard mangalsutra scbangd his flesh.
"My cunt's burning," she murmured. "Lick me. Show me how well you can lick a woman's cunt."
Vinod's excitement flared again. He moved his face lower, sweeping his tongue over her long nipples, nibbling them sharply. She gasped, arching and he sucked on the small mounds, taking them deep in his mouth. Sunita groaned, her fingers clenching his hair. Sucking one breast, he squeezed the other, twirling her rigid nipple in forefinger and thumb, rubbing her mangalsutra over it. She whimpered, her face turning to one side, her hips writhing under his.
"Lick me," she groaned. "Lick my slit, Vinod! Hurry!"
The youth grinned to himself, his confidence increasing. This was terrific. She was incredible. What did it matter that she was his best friend's mother? He moved his head lower, over her flat belly, loving the taut smoothness of her dusky skin, unblemished and hairless. He swept his tongue through her navel, moved lower, nuzzling the damp fuzz between her slender thighs. The heady aroma of her cunt filled his nostrils. Her legs were splayed wide, her cunt-lips open, visibly wet. He looked at it hungrily. She moved her hands down to her crotch, pulling them open even wider.
"Put it in," she gasped. "Put your tongue into my cunt, Vinod! Lick it!"
Slowly, tenderly, gently, he dragged his tongue through her crack. The effect on her was electric. She gasped sharply, her body whipping up in a steep bow, her head arching back, her mouth in a wide O. He moved his tongue up and down her slit again, savouring the musky cunt-nectar, lapping at it. She whimpered, biting her lower lip sexily, her hands clenching his hair.
"Yes! Ohma uhhhhhhh yes! Oh god yes!" she moaned. "Oh Vinod! Uhhhh hanh ... uhhh yes!"
Now his tongue was working her cunt busily, flickering up and down, round and round, jabbing tantalisingly at her swollen clit and whipping it to and fro, laving her cunt-lips. Sunita's moans were loud, incessant, lewd. Her hips writhed under his face, jerking up and down. Her head flipped from side to side in an agony of joy as the heat built in her loins and flamed through her slender body.
"Yes uhh ohma uhh yes uhhh yes oh god yes oh that's good ... lick me! Lick me! Yes! That's it!" she whimpered. "Do it ... don't stop! Keep licking!"
Vinod chuckled to himself, feeling strong and manly. Slowly, he slid a finger into her cunt, finger- and tongue-fucking her simultaneously. Sunita cried out in joy, her hips jerking uncontrollably under his face. He went on doing it, remorseless, torturing her as she had him, till, from her movements and sounds, he knew he had her on the very edge of an orgasm. And then he stopped, abruptly and without warning.
Sunita cried out in frustration, mewing and panting, clawing at him. "Don't stop now! Oh you bastard! Don't stop now!" she begged.
He grinned, moved up, straddling her body, kneeling over face, pushing his cock into her mouth. "Suck, bitch," he growled. "Suck it hard! Yeh! That's good! C'mon! Suck harder! Ahh yeh! That's it! Slut, I'm gonna fuck you really hard now!"
Lying beneath him, Sunita moaned deep in her cock-filled throat, sucking the youth's penis hungrily. Her lust was raging out of control, her head swam with excitement. The boy was incredibly good.
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