08-04-2024, 06:22 PM
BIL Again :
It was few days after “Holi” , her father in law has left and her daily routine was back to normal. It was quite erratic with her FIL around, he pounded her at is will and she obliged each time.
The regular sex with her clients and FIL had made her horny and her pussy was itching for a pouding.
The bell chimed and she was just back after dropping off her daughter and was still sweaty due to the scorching heat and humidity.
She was bit surprised to see her young BIL standing at the door, Mily anticipated why Ajeet was here and with a smile ushered him inside and shut the door.
Ajeet anyway was mesmerized with her beauty and kept staring at her. Mily smiled at him “Shudu dekhbe naki kichu korbe” (will you keep staring or do something) Mily quipped, wasting no time to jump to the point.
Ajeet came out of the trance and moved ahead and slipped her pallu off the shoulder. Mily helped him and 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. Mily moaned, arching her face and back, thrusting her breasts outward
He reached back and snapped the buttons on her blouse. His eager hands now unclipped her black bra and slid if off her shoulder too,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. Ajeet now was busy taking off his clothes and it lay in heap along side her saree and bra.
With a soft moan, she drew away from him, turning silently, slowly, his hand in hers and led him, wet and naked, from the drawing room to their bed room . In the 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."
Ajeet 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. Ajeet cried out, his body lurching, spasming, belly snapping in with shock, hips thrusting at her face. Mily 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. Ajeet 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 boudi (Brother’s wife) She'd known him since he was college going kid 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, Ajeet ... let me hear it ... what you really want to say ... say it ... please ... I like hearing those words." He was surprised at this change in his boudi.
Ajeet 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. Ajeet 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, Mily 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 back on the bed, 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."
Ajeet'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. Mily 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, Ajeet! Hurry!"
The youth grinned to himself, his confidence increasing. This was terrific. She was incredible. What did it matter that she was his beloved boudi. He moved his head lower, over her flat belly, loving the taut smoothness of her milky 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, Ajeet! 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 Ajeet! 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. Mily'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!"
Ajeet chuckled to himself, feeling strong and manly. Slowly, he slid a finger into her cunt, finger- and tongue-fucking her simultaneously. Mily 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.
Mily 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, Mily 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.
"Fuck me," she gasped, taking her mouth off his cock, jerking it, looking up at him. "Please, Ajeet! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!"
Grinning, the lad moved down, kneeling upright between her thighs. She spread her legs wide and he pushed his cock-head to her cunt-lips. She moaned again, her hips writhing. Laughing softly, he took his cock in his hand and squeezed it into her cunt. It was incredibly hot and wet and tight and he cried out, his head jerking back, his belly snapping inward in shocked delight. Beneath him, Mily arched, the breath hissing from her throat as the huge, hot hardness of his penis surged into her flesh.
"OHMAUHH AHHH UHHH AH!" she went.
"Yes! Oh fuck yes!" he gasped.
"Fuck me!" she groaned. "Fuck me, Ajeet! Fuck me hard! Fuck me like a whore!"
Ajeet grabbed her legs by the calves, lifting them high and wide in his hands and began fucking her with long, deep, stabbing thrusts, rocking his lean hips steeply and swiftly to and fro, flexing and unflexing his taut buttocks. His cock ran in and out of her cunt, glistening with their juices, piercing her flesh deeply with each inward thrust. Her body jerked back and forth on the floor. She gasped and cried out in a frenzy of joy, her fingers splayed in tension, scrabbling at his arms, the floor, anything.
"Oh uh ohma uhh ohh uhh ohma uhh OHHHH uhh ohma uh yes uhh yes oh god yes uhh yes fuck me! Oh yes! Fuck me!" she cried.
Her head flipped from side to side. She chewed her lower lip. Hissing her pleasure, she squeezed her breasts hard, tugging at the long nipples. His cock felt wonderful in her slit, thick and long and heavy and hard, mashing her gorged clitoris in its to and fro passage, probing the deepest recesses of her cunt, stretching her cunt-lips to their fullest. Her cunt convulsed and spasmed on his throbbing penis, squeezing it eagerly in its wet warmth. Her hips jerked and bucked up and down, her body rocking with his punishing thrusts.
"Take it!" she heard him grunt. "C'mon, whore! Take it! Take my cock, you fucking slut! Tell me you like it!"
"Yes!" she gasped, thrilling at his words. "Oh ma uhhh yes, Ajeet, yes! Yes! Oh god yes!"
He laughed, thick-voiced, moving faster and faster, his hips rocketing back and forth, ramming and pistoning back and forth, making her body toss and snap and jerk on the tiles. Mily's cries rose, her back bowing and bending, her fingers clenching his arms, her head flung back, long neck craned, tendons popping in her throat. Her mangalsutra slithered this way and that.
With a soft moan, she pulled her trembling legs from his hands, slipped his cock out of her and quickly turned over, getting on her forearms and knees before him, her breasts pendulous, long mangalsutra dangling.
"Fuck me like a bitch," she gasped. "From behind."
Ajeet didn't waste time. Grinning, he pulled her buttocks open, pushed his cock-head to her cunt-lips and with a sharp forward thrust of his hips, plunged his cock deep into her cunt.
"You want it? Take it, whore, take it!"
Mily cried out loudly, her head snapping up, her body jerking forward, her mouth tearing open. His cock rammed into her and he began fucking her furiously, pummeling her buttocks with his thighs, ramming and slamming his hips to and fro, slapping them at her thighs, his fingers digging into her waist. Her body jerked furiously back and forth before his, her breasts jiggling, her mangalsutra flapping wildly.
"OH MA UH OHMA OH AJEET UHH OH AJEET UH HANH OH OHMA UH HANH UH OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she went.
"C'mon, c'mon, c'mon whore c'mon yeh oh fuck yes take it, bitch, take it all, c'mon you fucking bitch, take my cock! Yeh oh fuck yes uhh oh ... take it, whore, take it! Take my cock!"
Pausing fractionally, he moved up to straddle her hips in a deep squat, leaning forward over her, pressing down on her shoulders. His cock went deep into her cunt. He took a long breath and then, with a shuddering cry, began ram-fucking her furiously, his hips whipping up and down, back and forth, his buttocks flexing and unflexing, his cock ramming and pistoning steeply in and out of her cunt, appearing and disappearing between the curves of her buttocks. Faster and faster he went and, her torso angled downwards beneath his, her face turned on one side, her body jerking, hips writhing at his crotch, cunt convulsing on his penis, her cries echoing in the room, Mily orgasmed violently. Her cunt cramped down tight on his penis and, above her, Ajeet gasped and, gritting his teeth, slammed his cock into her, once, twice, three, four times, each thrust drawing a cracked sob of joy from her throat.
And held off his orgasm. He chuckled gleefully, well pleased with himself, slowing his motions, rocking his cock in and out of her cunt to prolong her orgasm, biding his time till it ebbed. Beneath him, Mily whimpered, her body trembling, her mind reeling in incredulity. How had he managed to hold back? His stamina was awesome. It was a long time since she'd been fucked like this. Groaning, she slid forward and he slipped his cock out of her. Now what? He waited for her to move. For a minute she remained on her knees and forearms, catching her breath, her chest and back heaving. Then she turned around, on her back and smiled sexily at him.
"God, but you're good," she murmured, pulling him down to her.
He moved on top of her and they kissed again and she did something magical and quick with her hips and he found himself inside her again, her wet cunt still tight, slowly squeezing and releasing his cock. He grinned at her, pressed his lips to hers, sliding his tongue into her mouth, squeezing his cock deep into her cunt.
"Mm, that's lovely," she smiled. "I'm so glad you didn't come." She slid her hands down his V-shaped torso, caressing him, clenching his buttocks.
They fucked slowly for a long while, taking their time, neither hurrying, each delighting in the pleasures of the other's flesh, kissing tenderly, their loins meshing and meeting in a steady rhythm. He paused then and smoothly rolled over without moving out of her, taking her on top of him. Mily gasped as his cock twisted in her cunt and then she found herself on top, kneeling astride his hips, her cunt impaled deeply on his penis. She smiled tenderly at him and he grinned, his eyes laughing, sliding his hands up to her swollen breasts, fondling them, rolling the hard nipples under his palms, scbanging the rough beads of her mangalsutra over them. She shuddered, her eyes fluttering.
"I can't believe I'm doing this," he grinned, not caring that he was doing it.
"I'm glad you are doing it," she giggled, her hips writhing on his lap.
"You do it often? With other men, I mean?" She laughed.
"You actually whored?"
She shrugged with a fleeting smile. "Don't get moral. Remember what we're doing. I saw nothing wrong. I had to do it. I had only one thing to offer and I offered it. They were willing to pay , so why not”
"It's also sexy," he said, grinning wolfishly. "You're very pretty and sexy."
"Glad you think so," she murmured. "Now shut up and fuck me. Or don't shut up and fuck me."
She was doing something magical with her hips now, twirling them in slow circling motions round and round and he grunted, heaving up under her. She bent over him, her superb back arching, rubbing herself against him.
"You're cock feels so good in my cunt," she whispered, sliding her tongue across his lips. "I could have it in there all day!" Her cunt squeezed and released his cock in a steady rhythm, arousing him deftly.
Rising up, her hair over one shoulder, she slowed, paused fractionally and shuffled her legs forward. She was supple and did it smoothly, moving up so that she squatting, not kneeling on his lap, her body upright, her knees spread wide, her heels on the floor on either side of his hips, arms stretched with her hands on the floor behind her heels. Her body was tilted back, breasts thrust out. Her cunt-lips were stretched wide open. Her face creased in tension, her chin on her chest as she pushed her cunt down deeper on his cock, taking him fully inside her. Then she moaned, flinging her head back over her shoulders. Whimpering, she began grinding her hips round and round in a churning action, snapping them smartly at each turn. Her cunt tightened like a vice on his cock and he gasped, thrusting up hard under her.
"Oh fuck yes!" he gasped, awed, his cock blazing with lust. "C'mon, whore! C'mon! Take it! Take my cock! I wanna see you dance on my cock!"
"Yes! Oh yes! C'mon, Ajeet! Fuck me!" she gasped. "Yes uhh yes uhhh yes oh god yes uhhh ohma uhh yes uhhh OHHH!" Now she was moving up and down as well, her body bucking and bouncing on his heaving hips, her cunt sliding up and down the length of his massive erection, her supple thighs taking the difficult position easily. "Ohhhhuhhhh ohhhh uhhh OHHHH!"
Ajeet squeezed her breasts hard in his excitement, then slid his hand to her crotch and fondled her clitoris. Mily shuddered and moaned. He grabbed her hips, jerking her body up and down on his cock. With a quick wriggle, gasping loudly, she slid forward onto her knees again, her arms outstretched, hands on his chest, her hips rocking and bucking up and down, her cunt sliding up and down along his cock-shaft. Her swollen breasts jiggled with her movements and her long mangalsutra danced on her milky skin.
"Yes!" she called. "Oh yes, Ajeet, yes! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Fuck me like a whore!"
Grinning wolfishly at his boudi riding his cock like a sex-starved bitch, the teenager pumped his hips up and down rapidly, tossing her on his lap, his hands sliding sexily up her body to her breasts, squeezing them. She moaned, her face tilted back, her mouth open and he ran his hands down her sexy back to her buttocks, prising them open, fingering her anus. She gasped and her cunt spasmed on his cock. He gripped her buttocks and jerked her down hard on his cock.
"Take it!" he cried. "C'mon, you whoring bitch! Take my cock!"
"Yes! OHHHHH uhh yes! Fuck me, Ajeet! Fuck me fuck me fuck me!" she cried, frantic with lust now.
The teenager thrust his cock up into the older woman's cunt as hard as he could. Her loud cry aroused and goaded him. He did again and again, his hands squeezing her swollen breasts hard. It took all he had to contain the eruption of fire from his loins.
Whimpering and moaning above her young lover, Mily felt like a callow teenager herself, experiencing sex for the first time. The lad was much, much better than she had dared hope. She gasped and bit her lower lip as his huge cock reared up into her cunt, piercing deep, singeing her cunt-flesh, stretching her cunt wide, probing the innermost recesses of her cunt so that she felt like she was being impaled, like his cock would rip her in two and burst out of her throat.
On and on he went, grunting heavily, his hands tight on her breasts and then she felt him take in several deep long breaths and slow himself. She moaned softly, dizzying with lust, and marvelled yet again at her young lover's prowess and stamina. She couldn't believe he was still going strong.
"I want to fuck you from behind again," he said, his voice ragged.
She obeyed at once, slipping off his cock with a thick moan. He got up to kneel behind her, but she stopped him.
"Not like this," she murmured.
He looked at her puzzled. Gently, she pushed him back onto his knees with his buttocks resting on his heels, his thighs spread wide. His cock stood out, rampant and proud.
"That's better ...," she whispered, kissing him, her tongue sliding sexily in and out of his mouth. "Now just wait there ..."
She turned around and, spreading her own legs wide, moved her hips back over his lap. Reaching down, she guided his cock to her cunt and then pushed her cunt back down onto his cock with a loud moan.
"OHHHHH yes!" she gasped, her head arching up.
She backed her cunt further and further down onto his cock. Behind her, he groaned loudly at the fierce hot convulsions of her cunt on his throbbing cock. His hands dug into the soft flesh of her hips. With his cock fully inside her, she paused and turned her face over her shoulder, her mouth open, seeking his. He kissed her hard, pushing his tongue into her mouth, letting her suck on it. His hands squeezed her swollen, turgid breasts.
"Now wait," she whispered. "Don't move till I tell you to ... let me do the work first ..."
He obeyed and, with a shuddering groan, squeezing her cunt tightly over his cock, she leaned forward, her arms outstretched, slender fingers steepled on the floor. Pausing for a second, she reached up and flipped open the door of the tall wooden almirah before her, swaying slightly to let it open fully. He gasped. The inside door of the cupboard was a full-length mirror. Over her shoulder, he could see their reflections fully, the expression of raw lust on her face, her breasts jiggling and bouncing, her mangalsutra dancing and tossing on her milky skin. The sight inflamed him even further. He wanted to take charge and fuck her wildly, but she wouldn't let him. She kept moving herself back and forth on his cock. Her moans were loud and obscene.
"OHHHHH uhhh YES Oh fuck yes, Ajeet yes! C'mon! Fuck me yes oh god yes fuck me ohh fuck yes oh yes!"
"AHHHHH uhhh yes! Take it!" he gasped as her cunt spasmed violently on his cock, flinging his head back. "Take my cock, you whore!"
He still couldn't believe he was talking to his boudi like this. This was only the second time he was fucking her . On and on she went till, relenting only when she was ready, moving forward on her hands and knees and making him draw himself upright on his knees behind her. Whimpering, she eased herself down onto her forearms, pushing her butt up higher against his crotch.
"Now," she gasped. "Fuck me hard Ajeet! Fuck me as hard as you can! Hurry!"
Gritting his teeth, panting heavily, struggling to control himself, the teenager clenched the older woman's slender hips and thrust his cock deep into her cunt with a loud cry. Beneath him, she cried out, too, jerking forward under his thrust. He ran his cock out of her and rammed in again, as hard as he could. Again and again and again. His eyes were glued to their reflection in the mirror: he could see the tormented lust on her face, the way her features crumpled in agonised lust, her breasts, swollen and turgid, pendulous like succulent fruit, bouncing with his thrusts. He managed to hit a rhythm, stroking powerfully in and out of her cunt, savouring the sight in the glass.
"Yeh! C'mon! Take it, slut! Take my cock!" he gasped.
"Yes yes oh fuck yes oh god yes Ajeet yes ohma uh yes uhh yes Ajeet yes please ... fuck me ... fuck me baby fuck me ... fuck me harder baby OHHHHHH yes oh god that's so good yes!"
He felt her orgasming and, nearing his own end, he gasped, flinging his head back and gripping her shoulders and jerking her savagely back onto his cock. She cried out under him as her orgasm broke over her body, driving the breath from her throat. His hands swept down to squeeze her breasts.
The convulsions of her cunt on his cock were too much for him to bear. Moaning, he pulled out of her and shot his load, spattering her back and buttocks with his thick, creamy gunk. Mily moaned softly. The lad's cum dribbled between her buttocks.
"Put it in again," she moaned. "Put it in again ... slowly ... ahhhh ... mm, oh that's good, Ajeet ... that's so good!"
They lay together later in silence, his head on her breast. She caressed him tenderly, stroking his strong back.
"You were wonderful," she murmured, kissing him.
He smiled, reminding him that he had this wonderful boudi of him under control, whom he can fuck any day now .Now she moved sinuously under him again, smile upon what a slut she has turned into from a loyal housewife and mother.
It was few days after “Holi” , her father in law has left and her daily routine was back to normal. It was quite erratic with her FIL around, he pounded her at is will and she obliged each time.
The regular sex with her clients and FIL had made her horny and her pussy was itching for a pouding.
The bell chimed and she was just back after dropping off her daughter and was still sweaty due to the scorching heat and humidity.
She was bit surprised to see her young BIL standing at the door, Mily anticipated why Ajeet was here and with a smile ushered him inside and shut the door.
Ajeet anyway was mesmerized with her beauty and kept staring at her. Mily smiled at him “Shudu dekhbe naki kichu korbe” (will you keep staring or do something) Mily quipped, wasting no time to jump to the point.
Ajeet came out of the trance and moved ahead and slipped her pallu off the shoulder. Mily helped him and 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. Mily moaned, arching her face and back, thrusting her breasts outward
He reached back and snapped the buttons on her blouse. His eager hands now unclipped her black bra and slid if off her shoulder too,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. Ajeet now was busy taking off his clothes and it lay in heap along side her saree and bra.
With a soft moan, she drew away from him, turning silently, slowly, his hand in hers and led him, wet and naked, from the drawing room to their bed room . In the 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."
Ajeet 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. Ajeet cried out, his body lurching, spasming, belly snapping in with shock, hips thrusting at her face. Mily 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. Ajeet 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 boudi (Brother’s wife) She'd known him since he was college going kid 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, Ajeet ... let me hear it ... what you really want to say ... say it ... please ... I like hearing those words." He was surprised at this change in his boudi.
Ajeet 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. Ajeet 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, Mily 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 back on the bed, 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."
Ajeet'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. Mily 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, Ajeet! Hurry!"
The youth grinned to himself, his confidence increasing. This was terrific. She was incredible. What did it matter that she was his beloved boudi. He moved his head lower, over her flat belly, loving the taut smoothness of her milky 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, Ajeet! 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 Ajeet! 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. Mily'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!"
Ajeet chuckled to himself, feeling strong and manly. Slowly, he slid a finger into her cunt, finger- and tongue-fucking her simultaneously. Mily 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.
Mily 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, Mily 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.
"Fuck me," she gasped, taking her mouth off his cock, jerking it, looking up at him. "Please, Ajeet! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!"
Grinning, the lad moved down, kneeling upright between her thighs. She spread her legs wide and he pushed his cock-head to her cunt-lips. She moaned again, her hips writhing. Laughing softly, he took his cock in his hand and squeezed it into her cunt. It was incredibly hot and wet and tight and he cried out, his head jerking back, his belly snapping inward in shocked delight. Beneath him, Mily arched, the breath hissing from her throat as the huge, hot hardness of his penis surged into her flesh.
"OHMAUHH AHHH UHHH AH!" she went.
"Yes! Oh fuck yes!" he gasped.
"Fuck me!" she groaned. "Fuck me, Ajeet! Fuck me hard! Fuck me like a whore!"
Ajeet grabbed her legs by the calves, lifting them high and wide in his hands and began fucking her with long, deep, stabbing thrusts, rocking his lean hips steeply and swiftly to and fro, flexing and unflexing his taut buttocks. His cock ran in and out of her cunt, glistening with their juices, piercing her flesh deeply with each inward thrust. Her body jerked back and forth on the floor. She gasped and cried out in a frenzy of joy, her fingers splayed in tension, scrabbling at his arms, the floor, anything.
"Oh uh ohma uhh ohh uhh ohma uhh OHHHH uhh ohma uh yes uhh yes oh god yes uhh yes fuck me! Oh yes! Fuck me!" she cried.
Her head flipped from side to side. She chewed her lower lip. Hissing her pleasure, she squeezed her breasts hard, tugging at the long nipples. His cock felt wonderful in her slit, thick and long and heavy and hard, mashing her gorged clitoris in its to and fro passage, probing the deepest recesses of her cunt, stretching her cunt-lips to their fullest. Her cunt convulsed and spasmed on his throbbing penis, squeezing it eagerly in its wet warmth. Her hips jerked and bucked up and down, her body rocking with his punishing thrusts.
"Take it!" she heard him grunt. "C'mon, whore! Take it! Take my cock, you fucking slut! Tell me you like it!"
"Yes!" she gasped, thrilling at his words. "Oh ma uhhh yes, Ajeet, yes! Yes! Oh god yes!"
He laughed, thick-voiced, moving faster and faster, his hips rocketing back and forth, ramming and pistoning back and forth, making her body toss and snap and jerk on the tiles. Mily's cries rose, her back bowing and bending, her fingers clenching his arms, her head flung back, long neck craned, tendons popping in her throat. Her mangalsutra slithered this way and that.
With a soft moan, she pulled her trembling legs from his hands, slipped his cock out of her and quickly turned over, getting on her forearms and knees before him, her breasts pendulous, long mangalsutra dangling.
"Fuck me like a bitch," she gasped. "From behind."
Ajeet didn't waste time. Grinning, he pulled her buttocks open, pushed his cock-head to her cunt-lips and with a sharp forward thrust of his hips, plunged his cock deep into her cunt.
"You want it? Take it, whore, take it!"
Mily cried out loudly, her head snapping up, her body jerking forward, her mouth tearing open. His cock rammed into her and he began fucking her furiously, pummeling her buttocks with his thighs, ramming and slamming his hips to and fro, slapping them at her thighs, his fingers digging into her waist. Her body jerked furiously back and forth before his, her breasts jiggling, her mangalsutra flapping wildly.
"OH MA UH OHMA OH AJEET UHH OH AJEET UH HANH OH OHMA UH HANH UH OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she went.
"C'mon, c'mon, c'mon whore c'mon yeh oh fuck yes take it, bitch, take it all, c'mon you fucking bitch, take my cock! Yeh oh fuck yes uhh oh ... take it, whore, take it! Take my cock!"
Pausing fractionally, he moved up to straddle her hips in a deep squat, leaning forward over her, pressing down on her shoulders. His cock went deep into her cunt. He took a long breath and then, with a shuddering cry, began ram-fucking her furiously, his hips whipping up and down, back and forth, his buttocks flexing and unflexing, his cock ramming and pistoning steeply in and out of her cunt, appearing and disappearing between the curves of her buttocks. Faster and faster he went and, her torso angled downwards beneath his, her face turned on one side, her body jerking, hips writhing at his crotch, cunt convulsing on his penis, her cries echoing in the room, Mily orgasmed violently. Her cunt cramped down tight on his penis and, above her, Ajeet gasped and, gritting his teeth, slammed his cock into her, once, twice, three, four times, each thrust drawing a cracked sob of joy from her throat.
And held off his orgasm. He chuckled gleefully, well pleased with himself, slowing his motions, rocking his cock in and out of her cunt to prolong her orgasm, biding his time till it ebbed. Beneath him, Mily whimpered, her body trembling, her mind reeling in incredulity. How had he managed to hold back? His stamina was awesome. It was a long time since she'd been fucked like this. Groaning, she slid forward and he slipped his cock out of her. Now what? He waited for her to move. For a minute she remained on her knees and forearms, catching her breath, her chest and back heaving. Then she turned around, on her back and smiled sexily at him.
"God, but you're good," she murmured, pulling him down to her.
He moved on top of her and they kissed again and she did something magical and quick with her hips and he found himself inside her again, her wet cunt still tight, slowly squeezing and releasing his cock. He grinned at her, pressed his lips to hers, sliding his tongue into her mouth, squeezing his cock deep into her cunt.
"Mm, that's lovely," she smiled. "I'm so glad you didn't come." She slid her hands down his V-shaped torso, caressing him, clenching his buttocks.
They fucked slowly for a long while, taking their time, neither hurrying, each delighting in the pleasures of the other's flesh, kissing tenderly, their loins meshing and meeting in a steady rhythm. He paused then and smoothly rolled over without moving out of her, taking her on top of him. Mily gasped as his cock twisted in her cunt and then she found herself on top, kneeling astride his hips, her cunt impaled deeply on his penis. She smiled tenderly at him and he grinned, his eyes laughing, sliding his hands up to her swollen breasts, fondling them, rolling the hard nipples under his palms, scbanging the rough beads of her mangalsutra over them. She shuddered, her eyes fluttering.
"I can't believe I'm doing this," he grinned, not caring that he was doing it.
"I'm glad you are doing it," she giggled, her hips writhing on his lap.
"You do it often? With other men, I mean?" She laughed.
"You actually whored?"
She shrugged with a fleeting smile. "Don't get moral. Remember what we're doing. I saw nothing wrong. I had to do it. I had only one thing to offer and I offered it. They were willing to pay , so why not”
"It's also sexy," he said, grinning wolfishly. "You're very pretty and sexy."
"Glad you think so," she murmured. "Now shut up and fuck me. Or don't shut up and fuck me."
She was doing something magical with her hips now, twirling them in slow circling motions round and round and he grunted, heaving up under her. She bent over him, her superb back arching, rubbing herself against him.
"You're cock feels so good in my cunt," she whispered, sliding her tongue across his lips. "I could have it in there all day!" Her cunt squeezed and released his cock in a steady rhythm, arousing him deftly.
Rising up, her hair over one shoulder, she slowed, paused fractionally and shuffled her legs forward. She was supple and did it smoothly, moving up so that she squatting, not kneeling on his lap, her body upright, her knees spread wide, her heels on the floor on either side of his hips, arms stretched with her hands on the floor behind her heels. Her body was tilted back, breasts thrust out. Her cunt-lips were stretched wide open. Her face creased in tension, her chin on her chest as she pushed her cunt down deeper on his cock, taking him fully inside her. Then she moaned, flinging her head back over her shoulders. Whimpering, she began grinding her hips round and round in a churning action, snapping them smartly at each turn. Her cunt tightened like a vice on his cock and he gasped, thrusting up hard under her.
"Oh fuck yes!" he gasped, awed, his cock blazing with lust. "C'mon, whore! C'mon! Take it! Take my cock! I wanna see you dance on my cock!"
"Yes! Oh yes! C'mon, Ajeet! Fuck me!" she gasped. "Yes uhh yes uhhh yes oh god yes uhhh ohma uhh yes uhhh OHHH!" Now she was moving up and down as well, her body bucking and bouncing on his heaving hips, her cunt sliding up and down the length of his massive erection, her supple thighs taking the difficult position easily. "Ohhhhuhhhh ohhhh uhhh OHHHH!"
Ajeet squeezed her breasts hard in his excitement, then slid his hand to her crotch and fondled her clitoris. Mily shuddered and moaned. He grabbed her hips, jerking her body up and down on his cock. With a quick wriggle, gasping loudly, she slid forward onto her knees again, her arms outstretched, hands on his chest, her hips rocking and bucking up and down, her cunt sliding up and down along his cock-shaft. Her swollen breasts jiggled with her movements and her long mangalsutra danced on her milky skin.
"Yes!" she called. "Oh yes, Ajeet, yes! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Fuck me like a whore!"
Grinning wolfishly at his boudi riding his cock like a sex-starved bitch, the teenager pumped his hips up and down rapidly, tossing her on his lap, his hands sliding sexily up her body to her breasts, squeezing them. She moaned, her face tilted back, her mouth open and he ran his hands down her sexy back to her buttocks, prising them open, fingering her anus. She gasped and her cunt spasmed on his cock. He gripped her buttocks and jerked her down hard on his cock.
"Take it!" he cried. "C'mon, you whoring bitch! Take my cock!"
"Yes! OHHHHH uhh yes! Fuck me, Ajeet! Fuck me fuck me fuck me!" she cried, frantic with lust now.
The teenager thrust his cock up into the older woman's cunt as hard as he could. Her loud cry aroused and goaded him. He did again and again, his hands squeezing her swollen breasts hard. It took all he had to contain the eruption of fire from his loins.
Whimpering and moaning above her young lover, Mily felt like a callow teenager herself, experiencing sex for the first time. The lad was much, much better than she had dared hope. She gasped and bit her lower lip as his huge cock reared up into her cunt, piercing deep, singeing her cunt-flesh, stretching her cunt wide, probing the innermost recesses of her cunt so that she felt like she was being impaled, like his cock would rip her in two and burst out of her throat.
On and on he went, grunting heavily, his hands tight on her breasts and then she felt him take in several deep long breaths and slow himself. She moaned softly, dizzying with lust, and marvelled yet again at her young lover's prowess and stamina. She couldn't believe he was still going strong.
"I want to fuck you from behind again," he said, his voice ragged.
She obeyed at once, slipping off his cock with a thick moan. He got up to kneel behind her, but she stopped him.
"Not like this," she murmured.
He looked at her puzzled. Gently, she pushed him back onto his knees with his buttocks resting on his heels, his thighs spread wide. His cock stood out, rampant and proud.
"That's better ...," she whispered, kissing him, her tongue sliding sexily in and out of his mouth. "Now just wait there ..."
She turned around and, spreading her own legs wide, moved her hips back over his lap. Reaching down, she guided his cock to her cunt and then pushed her cunt back down onto his cock with a loud moan.
"OHHHHH yes!" she gasped, her head arching up.
She backed her cunt further and further down onto his cock. Behind her, he groaned loudly at the fierce hot convulsions of her cunt on his throbbing cock. His hands dug into the soft flesh of her hips. With his cock fully inside her, she paused and turned her face over her shoulder, her mouth open, seeking his. He kissed her hard, pushing his tongue into her mouth, letting her suck on it. His hands squeezed her swollen, turgid breasts.
"Now wait," she whispered. "Don't move till I tell you to ... let me do the work first ..."
He obeyed and, with a shuddering groan, squeezing her cunt tightly over his cock, she leaned forward, her arms outstretched, slender fingers steepled on the floor. Pausing for a second, she reached up and flipped open the door of the tall wooden almirah before her, swaying slightly to let it open fully. He gasped. The inside door of the cupboard was a full-length mirror. Over her shoulder, he could see their reflections fully, the expression of raw lust on her face, her breasts jiggling and bouncing, her mangalsutra dancing and tossing on her milky skin. The sight inflamed him even further. He wanted to take charge and fuck her wildly, but she wouldn't let him. She kept moving herself back and forth on his cock. Her moans were loud and obscene.
"OHHHHH uhhh YES Oh fuck yes, Ajeet yes! C'mon! Fuck me yes oh god yes fuck me ohh fuck yes oh yes!"
"AHHHHH uhhh yes! Take it!" he gasped as her cunt spasmed violently on his cock, flinging his head back. "Take my cock, you whore!"
He still couldn't believe he was talking to his boudi like this. This was only the second time he was fucking her . On and on she went till, relenting only when she was ready, moving forward on her hands and knees and making him draw himself upright on his knees behind her. Whimpering, she eased herself down onto her forearms, pushing her butt up higher against his crotch.
"Now," she gasped. "Fuck me hard Ajeet! Fuck me as hard as you can! Hurry!"
Gritting his teeth, panting heavily, struggling to control himself, the teenager clenched the older woman's slender hips and thrust his cock deep into her cunt with a loud cry. Beneath him, she cried out, too, jerking forward under his thrust. He ran his cock out of her and rammed in again, as hard as he could. Again and again and again. His eyes were glued to their reflection in the mirror: he could see the tormented lust on her face, the way her features crumpled in agonised lust, her breasts, swollen and turgid, pendulous like succulent fruit, bouncing with his thrusts. He managed to hit a rhythm, stroking powerfully in and out of her cunt, savouring the sight in the glass.
"Yeh! C'mon! Take it, slut! Take my cock!" he gasped.
"Yes yes oh fuck yes oh god yes Ajeet yes ohma uh yes uhh yes Ajeet yes please ... fuck me ... fuck me baby fuck me ... fuck me harder baby OHHHHHH yes oh god that's so good yes!"
He felt her orgasming and, nearing his own end, he gasped, flinging his head back and gripping her shoulders and jerking her savagely back onto his cock. She cried out under him as her orgasm broke over her body, driving the breath from her throat. His hands swept down to squeeze her breasts.
The convulsions of her cunt on his cock were too much for him to bear. Moaning, he pulled out of her and shot his load, spattering her back and buttocks with his thick, creamy gunk. Mily moaned softly. The lad's cum dribbled between her buttocks.
"Put it in again," she moaned. "Put it in again ... slowly ... ahhhh ... mm, oh that's good, Ajeet ... that's so good!"
They lay together later in silence, his head on her breast. She caressed him tenderly, stroking his strong back.
"You were wonderful," she murmured, kissing him.
He smiled, reminding him that he had this wonderful boudi of him under control, whom he can fuck any day now .Now she moved sinuously under him again, smile upon what a slut she has turned into from a loyal housewife and mother.
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