22-08-2022, 02:55 PM
Chapter-2
When I woke up it was almost 1:00 Pm, Sajid was sleeping next to me. I was naked and went to prepare coffee when Sajid came back. Soon he was naked, in the kitchen, we helped ourselves to just water, sat at a table facing each other. He was about to say something when he was caught completely unaware: under the table, I stretched my legs and he felt my sext feet rubbing his cock, over his pants. Seductively, I placed a finger across my lips for silence, and seeing him stir in his chair, I slipped the finger inside my mouth to suck it; like a young shy teen girl surprised at the effect I was having. Soon I joined my second feet, the effect was instantaneous.
Sajid looked down at my feet massaging his cock slowly yet firmly, then our eyes met over the table. Cupboard was just behind me, I extended my arm to open the cupboard and found the oil bottle, then pushed it across the table to him. Sajid opened it and poured some on my feet.
“Rub it on…” I said, Sajid did as he was told, this involved getting his hands all over my gorgeous feet.
“Add some on your cock….” I said. Sajid did so, I grabbed his cock with toes of my both feet, and started at the base, next to his balls. Second, I started moving up, rubbing my toes against him. The heat of the kink was excruciatingly hot, every time my feet rubbed against his tip, he sensed a wave of hot and cold come over him in response. He moaned and shut his eyes, soon the only sounds besides those of his pleasure were the wet sounds of my feet against his cock. I speed up getting into a good rhythm, but then suddenly switched to rubbing his undershaft with my toes; alternating between my left and right leg.
Sajid drew in air sharply when I switched to the sides of my toes rubbing his cock between them. He rolled his eyes, overwhelmed and dug fingernails into his thighs; I was back to my toes holding his cock between then, applying pressure during the foot-job.
“Oh yes…ahhhhhh…Ohhhh…baby…” I mouthed almost inaudibly over the table. Grabbing my tits. The sensations in Sajid’s groin and the sight of me squeezing my tits were threating to take him over the edge.
“Fuck…too good…stop it if you want me to last…” Sajid groaned, the last word was breathed out, practically in exasperation, I knew to withdraw. I walked around the table to stand next to him, he turned towards me or rather towards my breasts, now directly in his face. He instantly sucked it, I moaned, then I knelt down, looking directly into his eyes.
“I’m not like your other wives…I can be what you want me to be…Romantic and sensitive… slutty and sensitive…I can make love or just fuck…I’ve submitted myself to you…I can be anything you want me to…I can be your slut to fuck…or Mrs. Sajid…” I stopped for a second, measuring the reaction I was having on Sajid.
Sajid looked at me puzzled and frowned, a pause letting him regain some form of composure.
“Which will I be next?” I inquired, squatting in front of him with one hand over my breast and the other rubbing my clit.
Sajid don’t know if I was pushing for a certain answer but he knew what he wanted.
“Slut to fuck….” Sajid replied, I have him a long look, then I licked my lips, very seductively; with that, I got up and lifted myself up to the kitchen counter.
“Better make the most of it before Yash arrives…” I stated matter-of- factly and spread my legs. In a heartbeat, Sajid was with me, he didn’t want to kiss me on the lips, he went straight to my breasts. Started gently, kissing and licking my delectable nipples, my arm snaked around his head as I moaned, when he looked back at me, I’d my eyes shut, enjoying the sensations. I pulled him now into a passionate kiss, supporting myself against the counter with one hand, stroking his face with another; he wrapped his arm around my back. My body arching towards him, my breasts grazing against his chest.
The heat was rebuilding fast, our kisses and low moans echoed against the kitchen walls. Sajid knelt down, tracking a kiss path from my breasts down to my abdomen, my pussy was waiting; I was watching him, my lips parted in clear anticipation. He started with a few licks across my clit, sending me into a horizontal position on the counter, he grabbed my things and pulled me slightly towards him into a better position. My legs were spread wide, one resting on his shoulder. His licks were still soft and gently, but growing more insistent; and he soon put his tongue into slight vibrations on me. My moans were beginning to get louder, turning from whispers into more audible groans.
Sajid was aware of them but as though through a mist, in a hazy kind of way; it was quickly becoming just him and my pussy, I wasn’t looking at him, my eyes shut again. I was giving in entirely to the sensations, my hands curled up into fists, slowly moving towards my breasts. I was wet and getting wetter as he was alternating between licking me in long slow up-and-down strokes and closer smaller but more intense sucking on my clit. My moans were now continuous, louder and spurring, he slipped a finger into my moist, inviting opening around which my body shuddered instantly and continued sucking me. Starting with small, inch like finger movements, these built up soon to longer and deeper ones; I responded in kind, heaving, panting and groaning.
Both of my nipples were now visibly erect, Sajid loved those sounds of pleasure- those that beg to stop and beg for more at the same time. I bit my lips occasionally, but want’s able to stop moaning; Sajid was now sucking hard and finger-fucking hard, my sticky juices trickling down his chin and slipping out down his finger.
“Oh God….” My panting now regular, seemingly in a frequency pattern matching Sajid’s sucking and fingering. I arched my back pushing my breasts up, he added another finger now, stretching me further, without for a second stopping sucking me. This sent me to another level.
“Don’t stop….” I shouted, grabbed my tits with both hands, arching my back even further and soon convulsing around Sajid. I growled an inarticulate sound and he needed to hold me back with his other hand as I started thrashing around the counter. Almost mechanically and mercilessly, he continued the finger action, slipping it in and out of me, just watching my gorgeous writhing in front of him, the pure bliss expression on my face and the sight of my hands now kneading my tits. Selfishly, though, he didn’t plan to let me cum then and there. I looked half puzzled and half dissatisfied when he broke the fingering to pull me into a kiss.
“I needed some urgent servicing too…” Sajid said, literally burst into a wide smile when he whispered unabashedly in my ears. I was on my knees having pushed him slightly, encouraging him to rest against the table we'd previously been sitting at. He supported himself comfortably against it, awaiting. My left hand wrapped itself gently, almost politely, around his cock and I followed it with the first lick of his undershaft. First surges down his spine occurred, my lips engulfed the tip of his cock, starting sicking it- passionately. He couldn’t contain a moan already, with slow movements, I was already going quite deep. My eyes were closed, passion and lust intertwined. Sajid wasn’t quite sure what was better- the sensations of being surrounded by my hot moist mouth or just the plain sight of my entirely focused on the blowjob, eyes shut and the swaying of my tits whilst as it, with my hard-erect nipples in his view. Every time I allowed his cock to slip of my mouth, which was not often, I would open my eyes to gaze up at him.
Sajid cock was back to the moist of my mouth, hardening even more, fast. I focused for some time on the head, letting my sexy snake-like tongue tease it and dance with it, pushing it around. Then, as he sharply drew breath in watching the spectacle, I applied a long tortuous lick from his balls to the head again and back to sucking him off. Now my fingers working in tandem with my mouth, definitely going harder on him. His groans were getting louder, wave after wave of pleasure were coursing through his veins, his cock seemed to just simply linked with his brains, shivers travelling directly up his back getting him what he can only call “sex shudders” Getting it in deeper and deeper, I looked both divine and dirty, and at those times when I was able to look up at him, I just seemed mischievous and wicked. It was when his cock hit the roof of my throat that it was getting too much for him.
In response, Sajid grabbed my head involuntarily and let out a long, breathed “Oooohhhhh…” The thought of just fucking my face hard, relentlessly, crossed whatever was left of his mind, but-really- he just wanted to fuck me now. Get into my pussy, make me yell, squirm and beg for mercy. I put up no resistance being sat back up on the counter, with full on smile, I was watching him position his cock next to my pussy, spreading my thighs to accommodate him. The first entry was easy, like through butter- I was incredibly wet. I kept my eyes closed, enjoying the sensations, Sajid slowly but firmly moving in and out. Each time I responded with a loud moan, his arms against the counter, supported his weight- I found my fingers. For a second or two, it felt practically romantic, but he was fast becoming completely overwhelmed, now thrusting rhythmically and forcefully.
Sajid might have been looking at my face, but he was beginning to lose the sight of it, gradually becoming focused and aware of just my pussy and ass. His hands grabbed my butt and began impaling it onto him. My loud panting sounds and the stickiness of my sweaty skin against him and the slapping of his balls against me all served to spur both of us on. My body, clit, tits and all sprawled against his, was his for the taking. He was in control; my hands were curled into fists, just focused on pleasure and- no doubt about that- submission to him. But his frenzied mind wanted me to serve him more, to submit to him more, I would do all the work. Abruptly, he pulled out of me- clearly to my surprise as my eyebrows went up rather swiftly- and pulled up a chair and instantly sat on it. As he was pulling me down towards him- that supple salacious body of my- I quickly understood what he was planning. I was able to land back on his throbbing cock, supporting the top of my body on my elbows on the counter still and extending my legs to support them on the table behind him.
This was a perfect angle for my ass against his groin, I panting the moans that one would expect from a complete novice, a 18 years old losing her virginity, looking down her belly watching his cock vanish inside me. To get things going, he grabbed my butt, impaling me on his thick cock, long wet with my juices. I soon began to ride his cock myself, though, which is what he wanted. This was a perfect, ideal position; he was going deeper than before, I’d my welcoming tits- swaying in front of him- in full view and could watch my clean-shaven pussy landing again and again on his cock. My eyes shut tight, lips parted and dripping spit, I was now clearly ‘using” him for my pleasure- that’s exactly how he wanted it.
There was no doubt I was entirely focused on getting myself to cum now- Sajid was moaning too, but mine was a continuous string of moans, groans and yells now.
“Enjoying slut?” Sajid asked me. I moaned something back, completely incomprehensibly. The areolas around my nipples seemed to get darker somehow, my moans were graduating now towards low yells. Seeing this and hearing this, no longer was he able to hold still and grabbed my ass, pushing me forcefully down on himself.
“Fuck!” I responded first with a loud and my lips, previously partially open, now became just gaping as if struggling for air. My moans and groans now took on that “painful” quality- the kind when pleasure becomes so intense that it is actually unbearable. Goosebumps started appearing all over my skin and I was visibly shaking now, I was getting where he wanted me to be. I almost slowed down, focusing all my energies on the cock penetrating me to get as much friction as I could. Sajid held my thighs firmly all the way until the orgasm, which shook my body into tiny little pieces. My eyes rolled unseeingly as I was being taken over by the crashing elements of my arousal. Sajid pulled me into an embrace, continuing his fucking, riding the rest of it with me, holding me tight. Convulsing, I shouted a guttural, “Oh fuck!!” into his ear, almost deafening him. I arched my back as the wave of ecstasy after wave coursed through me, making my body even sweatier, stickier and sexier.
To be continued....
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When I woke up it was almost 1:00 Pm, Sajid was sleeping next to me. I was naked and went to prepare coffee when Sajid came back. Soon he was naked, in the kitchen, we helped ourselves to just water, sat at a table facing each other. He was about to say something when he was caught completely unaware: under the table, I stretched my legs and he felt my sext feet rubbing his cock, over his pants. Seductively, I placed a finger across my lips for silence, and seeing him stir in his chair, I slipped the finger inside my mouth to suck it; like a young shy teen girl surprised at the effect I was having. Soon I joined my second feet, the effect was instantaneous.
Sajid looked down at my feet massaging his cock slowly yet firmly, then our eyes met over the table. Cupboard was just behind me, I extended my arm to open the cupboard and found the oil bottle, then pushed it across the table to him. Sajid opened it and poured some on my feet.
“Rub it on…” I said, Sajid did as he was told, this involved getting his hands all over my gorgeous feet.
“Add some on your cock….” I said. Sajid did so, I grabbed his cock with toes of my both feet, and started at the base, next to his balls. Second, I started moving up, rubbing my toes against him. The heat of the kink was excruciatingly hot, every time my feet rubbed against his tip, he sensed a wave of hot and cold come over him in response. He moaned and shut his eyes, soon the only sounds besides those of his pleasure were the wet sounds of my feet against his cock. I speed up getting into a good rhythm, but then suddenly switched to rubbing his undershaft with my toes; alternating between my left and right leg.
Sajid drew in air sharply when I switched to the sides of my toes rubbing his cock between them. He rolled his eyes, overwhelmed and dug fingernails into his thighs; I was back to my toes holding his cock between then, applying pressure during the foot-job.
“Oh yes…ahhhhhh…Ohhhh…baby…” I mouthed almost inaudibly over the table. Grabbing my tits. The sensations in Sajid’s groin and the sight of me squeezing my tits were threating to take him over the edge.
“Fuck…too good…stop it if you want me to last…” Sajid groaned, the last word was breathed out, practically in exasperation, I knew to withdraw. I walked around the table to stand next to him, he turned towards me or rather towards my breasts, now directly in his face. He instantly sucked it, I moaned, then I knelt down, looking directly into his eyes.
“I’m not like your other wives…I can be what you want me to be…Romantic and sensitive… slutty and sensitive…I can make love or just fuck…I’ve submitted myself to you…I can be anything you want me to…I can be your slut to fuck…or Mrs. Sajid…” I stopped for a second, measuring the reaction I was having on Sajid.
Sajid looked at me puzzled and frowned, a pause letting him regain some form of composure.
“Which will I be next?” I inquired, squatting in front of him with one hand over my breast and the other rubbing my clit.
Sajid don’t know if I was pushing for a certain answer but he knew what he wanted.
“Slut to fuck….” Sajid replied, I have him a long look, then I licked my lips, very seductively; with that, I got up and lifted myself up to the kitchen counter.
“Better make the most of it before Yash arrives…” I stated matter-of- factly and spread my legs. In a heartbeat, Sajid was with me, he didn’t want to kiss me on the lips, he went straight to my breasts. Started gently, kissing and licking my delectable nipples, my arm snaked around his head as I moaned, when he looked back at me, I’d my eyes shut, enjoying the sensations. I pulled him now into a passionate kiss, supporting myself against the counter with one hand, stroking his face with another; he wrapped his arm around my back. My body arching towards him, my breasts grazing against his chest.
The heat was rebuilding fast, our kisses and low moans echoed against the kitchen walls. Sajid knelt down, tracking a kiss path from my breasts down to my abdomen, my pussy was waiting; I was watching him, my lips parted in clear anticipation. He started with a few licks across my clit, sending me into a horizontal position on the counter, he grabbed my things and pulled me slightly towards him into a better position. My legs were spread wide, one resting on his shoulder. His licks were still soft and gently, but growing more insistent; and he soon put his tongue into slight vibrations on me. My moans were beginning to get louder, turning from whispers into more audible groans.
Sajid was aware of them but as though through a mist, in a hazy kind of way; it was quickly becoming just him and my pussy, I wasn’t looking at him, my eyes shut again. I was giving in entirely to the sensations, my hands curled up into fists, slowly moving towards my breasts. I was wet and getting wetter as he was alternating between licking me in long slow up-and-down strokes and closer smaller but more intense sucking on my clit. My moans were now continuous, louder and spurring, he slipped a finger into my moist, inviting opening around which my body shuddered instantly and continued sucking me. Starting with small, inch like finger movements, these built up soon to longer and deeper ones; I responded in kind, heaving, panting and groaning.
Both of my nipples were now visibly erect, Sajid loved those sounds of pleasure- those that beg to stop and beg for more at the same time. I bit my lips occasionally, but want’s able to stop moaning; Sajid was now sucking hard and finger-fucking hard, my sticky juices trickling down his chin and slipping out down his finger.
“Oh God….” My panting now regular, seemingly in a frequency pattern matching Sajid’s sucking and fingering. I arched my back pushing my breasts up, he added another finger now, stretching me further, without for a second stopping sucking me. This sent me to another level.
“Don’t stop….” I shouted, grabbed my tits with both hands, arching my back even further and soon convulsing around Sajid. I growled an inarticulate sound and he needed to hold me back with his other hand as I started thrashing around the counter. Almost mechanically and mercilessly, he continued the finger action, slipping it in and out of me, just watching my gorgeous writhing in front of him, the pure bliss expression on my face and the sight of my hands now kneading my tits. Selfishly, though, he didn’t plan to let me cum then and there. I looked half puzzled and half dissatisfied when he broke the fingering to pull me into a kiss.
“I needed some urgent servicing too…” Sajid said, literally burst into a wide smile when he whispered unabashedly in my ears. I was on my knees having pushed him slightly, encouraging him to rest against the table we'd previously been sitting at. He supported himself comfortably against it, awaiting. My left hand wrapped itself gently, almost politely, around his cock and I followed it with the first lick of his undershaft. First surges down his spine occurred, my lips engulfed the tip of his cock, starting sicking it- passionately. He couldn’t contain a moan already, with slow movements, I was already going quite deep. My eyes were closed, passion and lust intertwined. Sajid wasn’t quite sure what was better- the sensations of being surrounded by my hot moist mouth or just the plain sight of my entirely focused on the blowjob, eyes shut and the swaying of my tits whilst as it, with my hard-erect nipples in his view. Every time I allowed his cock to slip of my mouth, which was not often, I would open my eyes to gaze up at him.
Sajid cock was back to the moist of my mouth, hardening even more, fast. I focused for some time on the head, letting my sexy snake-like tongue tease it and dance with it, pushing it around. Then, as he sharply drew breath in watching the spectacle, I applied a long tortuous lick from his balls to the head again and back to sucking him off. Now my fingers working in tandem with my mouth, definitely going harder on him. His groans were getting louder, wave after wave of pleasure were coursing through his veins, his cock seemed to just simply linked with his brains, shivers travelling directly up his back getting him what he can only call “sex shudders” Getting it in deeper and deeper, I looked both divine and dirty, and at those times when I was able to look up at him, I just seemed mischievous and wicked. It was when his cock hit the roof of my throat that it was getting too much for him.
In response, Sajid grabbed my head involuntarily and let out a long, breathed “Oooohhhhh…” The thought of just fucking my face hard, relentlessly, crossed whatever was left of his mind, but-really- he just wanted to fuck me now. Get into my pussy, make me yell, squirm and beg for mercy. I put up no resistance being sat back up on the counter, with full on smile, I was watching him position his cock next to my pussy, spreading my thighs to accommodate him. The first entry was easy, like through butter- I was incredibly wet. I kept my eyes closed, enjoying the sensations, Sajid slowly but firmly moving in and out. Each time I responded with a loud moan, his arms against the counter, supported his weight- I found my fingers. For a second or two, it felt practically romantic, but he was fast becoming completely overwhelmed, now thrusting rhythmically and forcefully.
Sajid might have been looking at my face, but he was beginning to lose the sight of it, gradually becoming focused and aware of just my pussy and ass. His hands grabbed my butt and began impaling it onto him. My loud panting sounds and the stickiness of my sweaty skin against him and the slapping of his balls against me all served to spur both of us on. My body, clit, tits and all sprawled against his, was his for the taking. He was in control; my hands were curled into fists, just focused on pleasure and- no doubt about that- submission to him. But his frenzied mind wanted me to serve him more, to submit to him more, I would do all the work. Abruptly, he pulled out of me- clearly to my surprise as my eyebrows went up rather swiftly- and pulled up a chair and instantly sat on it. As he was pulling me down towards him- that supple salacious body of my- I quickly understood what he was planning. I was able to land back on his throbbing cock, supporting the top of my body on my elbows on the counter still and extending my legs to support them on the table behind him.
This was a perfect angle for my ass against his groin, I panting the moans that one would expect from a complete novice, a 18 years old losing her virginity, looking down her belly watching his cock vanish inside me. To get things going, he grabbed my butt, impaling me on his thick cock, long wet with my juices. I soon began to ride his cock myself, though, which is what he wanted. This was a perfect, ideal position; he was going deeper than before, I’d my welcoming tits- swaying in front of him- in full view and could watch my clean-shaven pussy landing again and again on his cock. My eyes shut tight, lips parted and dripping spit, I was now clearly ‘using” him for my pleasure- that’s exactly how he wanted it.
There was no doubt I was entirely focused on getting myself to cum now- Sajid was moaning too, but mine was a continuous string of moans, groans and yells now.
“Enjoying slut?” Sajid asked me. I moaned something back, completely incomprehensibly. The areolas around my nipples seemed to get darker somehow, my moans were graduating now towards low yells. Seeing this and hearing this, no longer was he able to hold still and grabbed my ass, pushing me forcefully down on himself.
“Fuck!” I responded first with a loud and my lips, previously partially open, now became just gaping as if struggling for air. My moans and groans now took on that “painful” quality- the kind when pleasure becomes so intense that it is actually unbearable. Goosebumps started appearing all over my skin and I was visibly shaking now, I was getting where he wanted me to be. I almost slowed down, focusing all my energies on the cock penetrating me to get as much friction as I could. Sajid held my thighs firmly all the way until the orgasm, which shook my body into tiny little pieces. My eyes rolled unseeingly as I was being taken over by the crashing elements of my arousal. Sajid pulled me into an embrace, continuing his fucking, riding the rest of it with me, holding me tight. Convulsing, I shouted a guttural, “Oh fuck!!” into his ear, almost deafening him. I arched my back as the wave of ecstasy after wave coursed through me, making my body even sweatier, stickier and sexier.
To be continued....
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