04-11-2022, 03:46 PM
After another few minutes of grinding and groaning, Gangadhar decided that he'd like to try a different position. "Let's try you on top. Padma loves that."
"OK," Nisha said happily. She'd got a bit uncomfortable with her legs in the air and Gangadhar lying on her and being on top would give her back some control.
He lay back and Nisha swung over one of her long legs before slowly lowering herself down on his stubby and thick cock. "Oh that's nice, Mr. Kapoor. Go on play with my tits," she urged as Gangadhar began fondling her enormous chest.
She ground her hips back and forth, desperate to make him come.
But Gangadhar still had some way to go and, after a while, decided he wanted to try another position.
"Let's do it from behind," he ordered. Nisha groaned but lifted off and got onto her hands and knees on the sofa.
Now Gangadhar adored tits so he'd been exceptionally happy with Nisha on top, playing with her substantial bouncing breasts as she fucked him. But he had to admit his view of her arse as he shagged her doggy-style was possibly even better. He'd never seen such a perfectly shaped butt, not even on the TV. And as his cock slid in and out of her fabulous cunt, he began to squeeze her buttocks while watching her glorious rosebud of a bumhole. Making a decision, he reached across to Nisha's bag with his left hand.
Nisha was pushing her hips back as hard as she could so that Gangadhar's stomach slapped her arse with every thrust. "Please, Mr. Kapoor. Come in me! Fill me with your spunk!" she cried, keen to finally seal the order.
In the meantime Gangadhar had found a tube of what he'd been looking for. "Shag-o-Lube! Gets the biggest things into the smallest places!" he read to himself.
A few seconds later, Nisha squeaked as she felt something wet and clammy on her arsehole. What was going on? Had he just come on her bum? But no, it felt cold.
"What's that?" she asked as Gangadhar pulled out.
"Oh, that's Shag-o-Lube," he answered.
Nisha's brain generally worked quite slowly. So although she was trying to work out what was going on, it was the unfamiliar pain in her bottom as Gangadhar pushed his cock in to her that finally made her understand what was happening.
"Mr. Kapoor!" she screamed. "You can't do that! It's naughty!"
"But I really want to buy some lubricant so I just wanted to try it out first," Gangadhar huffed as he thrust in and out of her tender bumhole. "And in any case Miriam, I mean, Padma loves it up the arse. I'm just pretending you're her like you suggested,"
Nisha didn't know what to say. Yes, it had been her idea that he imagine that she was his wife but she hadn't expected to lead to a fuck let alone a full anal rogering. She'd never expected to be the kind of girl who ever took it up the butt. Vivek had asked her on a couple of occasions but she'd always refused.
Luckily for her, the lubricant was actually very effective and, although it was uncomfortable to have a dick in her bum, it was hardly agonising.
At least he should finish off quite quickly. He certainly felt a lot bigger in her arse rather than her pussy. It should be a lot tighter for him, she reasoned as she began to push back gingerly to speed his climax.
And she was right. Not that he was particularly experienced but this was the tightest hole he'd ever been inside and it felt divine. All too soon he began to spurt what seems like gallons of spunk into her arse, before collapsing on her.
Nisha allowed him to lie there until she felt his shrivelled cock slip from her bum.
"Mr. Kapoor?" she asked, prompting him to roll off her.
Gangadhar was utterly exhausted as well as utterly elated. All his fantasies had just come true. He knew it was a touch of luck with a smattering of dishonesty and a dash of opportunism that had allowed him to fulfil them but he would always have the memory of being sucked off by the most gorgeous woman he'd ever met before fucking her lovely pussy in several different positions, prior to finally finishing off in her arse.
"Er, Mr. Kapoor, can I get you to sign this? I've added both vibrators if that's OK as well as tube of the lubricant. I just need your signature and your credit card number." Nisha was standing in front of him, still in nothing but her red stockings and suspenders and holding out her order form and a pen. Her beautiful long black hair was in disarray; her breasts were heaving as she breathed in and out, worn out after her exertion; her nipples were an angry red from his tweaking, biting and sucking' cum was leaking out of her arse and down the insides of her thighs and her makeup was smeared. She looked divine. He felt an inordinate fondness for her.
"Nisha, can I just say how wonderful you've been. You're a very beautiful woman and I feel truly honoured that you've been so practical in your product demonstrations," he said as he reached out and gave her breasts a grope.
Nisha blushed slightly. "Oh, thanks. I mean it really was no trouble at all," she fibbed.
"OK," Nisha said happily. She'd got a bit uncomfortable with her legs in the air and Gangadhar lying on her and being on top would give her back some control.
He lay back and Nisha swung over one of her long legs before slowly lowering herself down on his stubby and thick cock. "Oh that's nice, Mr. Kapoor. Go on play with my tits," she urged as Gangadhar began fondling her enormous chest.
She ground her hips back and forth, desperate to make him come.
But Gangadhar still had some way to go and, after a while, decided he wanted to try another position.
"Let's do it from behind," he ordered. Nisha groaned but lifted off and got onto her hands and knees on the sofa.
Now Gangadhar adored tits so he'd been exceptionally happy with Nisha on top, playing with her substantial bouncing breasts as she fucked him. But he had to admit his view of her arse as he shagged her doggy-style was possibly even better. He'd never seen such a perfectly shaped butt, not even on the TV. And as his cock slid in and out of her fabulous cunt, he began to squeeze her buttocks while watching her glorious rosebud of a bumhole. Making a decision, he reached across to Nisha's bag with his left hand.
Nisha was pushing her hips back as hard as she could so that Gangadhar's stomach slapped her arse with every thrust. "Please, Mr. Kapoor. Come in me! Fill me with your spunk!" she cried, keen to finally seal the order.
In the meantime Gangadhar had found a tube of what he'd been looking for. "Shag-o-Lube! Gets the biggest things into the smallest places!" he read to himself.
A few seconds later, Nisha squeaked as she felt something wet and clammy on her arsehole. What was going on? Had he just come on her bum? But no, it felt cold.
"What's that?" she asked as Gangadhar pulled out.
"Oh, that's Shag-o-Lube," he answered.
Nisha's brain generally worked quite slowly. So although she was trying to work out what was going on, it was the unfamiliar pain in her bottom as Gangadhar pushed his cock in to her that finally made her understand what was happening.
"Mr. Kapoor!" she screamed. "You can't do that! It's naughty!"
"But I really want to buy some lubricant so I just wanted to try it out first," Gangadhar huffed as he thrust in and out of her tender bumhole. "And in any case Miriam, I mean, Padma loves it up the arse. I'm just pretending you're her like you suggested,"
Nisha didn't know what to say. Yes, it had been her idea that he imagine that she was his wife but she hadn't expected to lead to a fuck let alone a full anal rogering. She'd never expected to be the kind of girl who ever took it up the butt. Vivek had asked her on a couple of occasions but she'd always refused.
Luckily for her, the lubricant was actually very effective and, although it was uncomfortable to have a dick in her bum, it was hardly agonising.
At least he should finish off quite quickly. He certainly felt a lot bigger in her arse rather than her pussy. It should be a lot tighter for him, she reasoned as she began to push back gingerly to speed his climax.
And she was right. Not that he was particularly experienced but this was the tightest hole he'd ever been inside and it felt divine. All too soon he began to spurt what seems like gallons of spunk into her arse, before collapsing on her.
Nisha allowed him to lie there until she felt his shrivelled cock slip from her bum.
"Mr. Kapoor?" she asked, prompting him to roll off her.
Gangadhar was utterly exhausted as well as utterly elated. All his fantasies had just come true. He knew it was a touch of luck with a smattering of dishonesty and a dash of opportunism that had allowed him to fulfil them but he would always have the memory of being sucked off by the most gorgeous woman he'd ever met before fucking her lovely pussy in several different positions, prior to finally finishing off in her arse.
"Er, Mr. Kapoor, can I get you to sign this? I've added both vibrators if that's OK as well as tube of the lubricant. I just need your signature and your credit card number." Nisha was standing in front of him, still in nothing but her red stockings and suspenders and holding out her order form and a pen. Her beautiful long black hair was in disarray; her breasts were heaving as she breathed in and out, worn out after her exertion; her nipples were an angry red from his tweaking, biting and sucking' cum was leaking out of her arse and down the insides of her thighs and her makeup was smeared. She looked divine. He felt an inordinate fondness for her.
"Nisha, can I just say how wonderful you've been. You're a very beautiful woman and I feel truly honoured that you've been so practical in your product demonstrations," he said as he reached out and gave her breasts a grope.
Nisha blushed slightly. "Oh, thanks. I mean it really was no trouble at all," she fibbed.
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