30-06-2019, 01:42 PM
She thrilled at his words, and now, guided by instinct, she knew what to do. She stopped her cock-sucking for a minute to run her tongue down the underside of his cock to his balls. She roved her tongue over them and sucked on them gently, one by one, her head tilted up like a suckling calf.
He groaned, his hips writhing in joy, and pulled her head up again, thrusting his cock at her face once more. She sucked it hungrily again and already she was more adept. He groaned. Her mouth was a wonderful, warm, wet grotto and she was sucking him so well, using her tongue and her teeth.
He wondered if she should come in her mouth. He bent his head and watched her, deeply aroused by the sight of her head rolling this way and that as she sucked his cock, kneeling before him, fondling her breasts, her own body squirming with pleasure, one elegant hand curled about his cock, jerking it to and fro. He knew she would swallow his spoot, but she would be disappointed. She wanted the real thing, up her cunt and by god, he was going to give it her.
He pulled away from her; she let go with visible reluctance. He went down with her, easing her onto her back. They kissed again and he tasted his seed on her lips and tongue and it excited him. Her breasts were smeared with the stuff. He squeezed them in his hands.
She stroked his shoulders and back without shame or fear, fondling his face. Her legs were already splayed, the dark thatch inviting him. Her hands slid between his legs, stroking and jerking his penis. He squirmed, fighting for control. Her very touch was electrifying.
"Shirlyn," he whispered, slowly tonguing her ear, making her murmur in pleasure. "This is your first time, isn't it?"
She nodded and tongued his ear in turn. She learned fast. He nodded at her response. He knew what he had to do. He was going to give her the fuck of her dreams, blow her mind out.
He slid down, drawing his tongue down the lovely long column of her throat to her breasts. She arched her back in eager anticipation, thrusting her breasts up for his tongue. He grinned to himself at her enthusiasm and gently dragged his tongue slowly and heavily across one nipple, pinching and twirling the other in forefinger and thumb. Shirlyn gasped and her back cambered, her head arching back.
"OHHHHHHHHH!" she cried, her fingers digging into his shoulders, her hips spasming beneath him. "Oh ma UHhhh OHHhhhhh Shankar ... UHHhhhh OHH!"
Gently, he took the nipple between his teeth and began to nibble on it. She gasped and panted and moaned. Slowly, he drew the mound in and began to suck on it, scbanging her long, rigid nipple across his teeth and flicking it with his tongue. She gasped and clenched his head, pinning it to her breast.
"Yes ... yes ... Ohhhh ma Shankar uhhhh *hanh* uhh uhhhh OHH!" she went.
He sucked sharply, let go, sucked again, let go, bit the nipple, hit it several times with his tongue, sucked hard, let go suddenly. She whimpered. He drew his tongue into her lovely deep cleavage and up the swell of the other breast. He began to work it as he had the first. Shirlyn's head rolled from side to side.
His body was half across hers as he sucked and licked her breast. He slid his hand down her belly and she shivered as his fingers brushed her cunt fuzz. Her hips arched and her thighs split open. She clenched his head fiercely. Slowly, he slid his fingers down to her crack, splaying open her cunt-lips. They were sodden and parted readily. He rapped his fingers at her clitoris and she gasped, her hips bucking.
Her hand flew down to his and she tugged it to her cunt, fumbling for his finger.
"Shove it in!" she gasped. "Shove your finger in, Shankar!"
He arched his middle finger and slid it into her cunt. She gasped and her hips lurched heavily. Her cunt spasmed and contracted in excitement on his finger. He held it still inside her and then, abruptly, began to finger-fuck her rapidly with sharp, jabbing thrusts of his finger. She cried out, twisting and writhing beneath him, her hand gripping his wrist, her hips pumping. Instantly, he stopped.
She whimpered in frustration. Slowly, he slid a second finger into her, forcing her cunt wider open. She moaned huskily. He held his fingers still inside the sodden warmth of her cunt and then began to move them alternately inside her, tormenting her.
Shirlyn went wild. His mouth moved from breast to breast and his fingers clawed at her cunt-lips. He slid his fingers out and jammed his thick thumb into her and, at the same time, turned his wrist and opened his palm to hook his middle finger between her buttocks. She felt it at her anus and gasped, tensing. He pressed it deeper to the dank orifice. It spasmed wildly under the pressure. Her hips bucked and writhed feverishly.
"OHhhhhh!" she moaned. "UNHhhhh Ohhhhhh ... Yes ... OHhhhh uhhhh OHH UNHHHHhh Oh Shankar ... uhh ohma uhh *hanh* uhh *hanh*!"
Once again he began to ram-finger-fuck her and she responded with a gasp of joy, her hips bucking eagerly at his hand. He drove her up the crest once more, and yet again left her teetering on the brink.
She was half mad with lust when he drew his hand away from her cunt. She grappled with it, trying to force his fingers back in, but he tore away with a growl.
"Slowly, whore," he rasped. "I'll fuck you, don't worry. I'll fuck your brains out ... but slowly ... till you beg and beg and beg ... gonna show you how good it gets, bitch ... trust me, cunt, trust me ... I'll show you the stars!"
The guttural tone, the foul words he used, the way he called her whore, all sent a deep thrill through her. She whimpered and stretched her arms up and drew his face to hers in another hungry kiss. He caressed her breasts and her face, gently pulling away from her and she tasted her heady cunt-juice as she sucked his fingertips.
Smiling at her, he straddled her chest and placed his tumescent cock between her breasts. Instinctively, she squeezed them over his shaft. It felt wonderful on her chest, in her cleavage, hot and hard and throbbing with excitement. He fucked her breasts slowly, his hips grinding back and forth, her rigid nipples raking his shaft.
The cock-head prodded her chin and her head craned, her lips parting, seeking it again. He nodded, grinning from ear to ear and moved up over her face.
This time, he turned around and her face tilted back and her mouth was wide open. She lifted her hand and guided his cock to her mouth, taking it in and sucking on it hungrily. He groaned. Her tongue swirled over his cock-head. He flung his head back and, squeezing and fondling her swollen breasts, fucked her mouth again for a while, his hips gently gyrating, his buttocks flexing and unflexing.
Her thighs were forked and wide and her open cunt tempted him. He bent over her and she gasped deep in her throat as he dragged his tongue down her belly and over her pubic fuzz. Her mons quivered and lurched upward as she realised his intention, and her mind soared with joy. *He's going to lick my slit ... just like the guys in the magazines and movies! Just like they do to Sheila! He's going to tongue-fuck me!*
He thrust his head between her legs and prised her cunt-lips wide open with his fingers. Her cunt-flesh glistened with love juice, dewdrops of it winking on her pubic hair. It seemed to quiver and throb in eager anticipation. He drank in the sight of her moist, soft pink cunt-flesh and then, unable to resist it any more, thrust his tongue into it.
Shirlyn gasped, choked, sputtered, gasped again. Her hips lurched and bucked heavily at his face. He found her clitoris and began to suck on it, darting his tongue this way and that in her cunt.
She whimpered and moaned, writhing beneath him, her thighs trembling, her hips bucking and jerking. He tasted her juice and began to lap it tenderly. Her head swam and she sucked feverishly on his huge cock in her mouth, feeling it throb and trickle jizz down her throat. Her body was hot and flushed and she broke into a sweat. Fires leaped from her loins as he rolled his heavy tongue inside her.
He stopped in time, pushing her to the brink once again. She groaned, trembling and scrabbling for him as he moved away from her. She tried to push his head back to her thighs.
"Shankar," she moaned, "please ... lick me ... lick my cunt ... don't stop!"
He chuckled, shaking his head. "Enough for now, whore ... not too much the first time. Now I'll fuck you, babe ... nice and hard!"
He groaned, his hips writhing in joy, and pulled her head up again, thrusting his cock at her face once more. She sucked it hungrily again and already she was more adept. He groaned. Her mouth was a wonderful, warm, wet grotto and she was sucking him so well, using her tongue and her teeth.
He wondered if she should come in her mouth. He bent his head and watched her, deeply aroused by the sight of her head rolling this way and that as she sucked his cock, kneeling before him, fondling her breasts, her own body squirming with pleasure, one elegant hand curled about his cock, jerking it to and fro. He knew she would swallow his spoot, but she would be disappointed. She wanted the real thing, up her cunt and by god, he was going to give it her.
He pulled away from her; she let go with visible reluctance. He went down with her, easing her onto her back. They kissed again and he tasted his seed on her lips and tongue and it excited him. Her breasts were smeared with the stuff. He squeezed them in his hands.
She stroked his shoulders and back without shame or fear, fondling his face. Her legs were already splayed, the dark thatch inviting him. Her hands slid between his legs, stroking and jerking his penis. He squirmed, fighting for control. Her very touch was electrifying.
"Shirlyn," he whispered, slowly tonguing her ear, making her murmur in pleasure. "This is your first time, isn't it?"
She nodded and tongued his ear in turn. She learned fast. He nodded at her response. He knew what he had to do. He was going to give her the fuck of her dreams, blow her mind out.
He slid down, drawing his tongue down the lovely long column of her throat to her breasts. She arched her back in eager anticipation, thrusting her breasts up for his tongue. He grinned to himself at her enthusiasm and gently dragged his tongue slowly and heavily across one nipple, pinching and twirling the other in forefinger and thumb. Shirlyn gasped and her back cambered, her head arching back.
"OHHHHHHHHH!" she cried, her fingers digging into his shoulders, her hips spasming beneath him. "Oh ma UHhhh OHHhhhhh Shankar ... UHHhhhh OHH!"
Gently, he took the nipple between his teeth and began to nibble on it. She gasped and panted and moaned. Slowly, he drew the mound in and began to suck on it, scbanging her long, rigid nipple across his teeth and flicking it with his tongue. She gasped and clenched his head, pinning it to her breast.
"Yes ... yes ... Ohhhh ma Shankar uhhhh *hanh* uhh uhhhh OHH!" she went.
He sucked sharply, let go, sucked again, let go, bit the nipple, hit it several times with his tongue, sucked hard, let go suddenly. She whimpered. He drew his tongue into her lovely deep cleavage and up the swell of the other breast. He began to work it as he had the first. Shirlyn's head rolled from side to side.
His body was half across hers as he sucked and licked her breast. He slid his hand down her belly and she shivered as his fingers brushed her cunt fuzz. Her hips arched and her thighs split open. She clenched his head fiercely. Slowly, he slid his fingers down to her crack, splaying open her cunt-lips. They were sodden and parted readily. He rapped his fingers at her clitoris and she gasped, her hips bucking.
Her hand flew down to his and she tugged it to her cunt, fumbling for his finger.
"Shove it in!" she gasped. "Shove your finger in, Shankar!"
He arched his middle finger and slid it into her cunt. She gasped and her hips lurched heavily. Her cunt spasmed and contracted in excitement on his finger. He held it still inside her and then, abruptly, began to finger-fuck her rapidly with sharp, jabbing thrusts of his finger. She cried out, twisting and writhing beneath him, her hand gripping his wrist, her hips pumping. Instantly, he stopped.
She whimpered in frustration. Slowly, he slid a second finger into her, forcing her cunt wider open. She moaned huskily. He held his fingers still inside the sodden warmth of her cunt and then began to move them alternately inside her, tormenting her.
Shirlyn went wild. His mouth moved from breast to breast and his fingers clawed at her cunt-lips. He slid his fingers out and jammed his thick thumb into her and, at the same time, turned his wrist and opened his palm to hook his middle finger between her buttocks. She felt it at her anus and gasped, tensing. He pressed it deeper to the dank orifice. It spasmed wildly under the pressure. Her hips bucked and writhed feverishly.
"OHhhhhh!" she moaned. "UNHhhhh Ohhhhhh ... Yes ... OHhhhh uhhhh OHH UNHHHHhh Oh Shankar ... uhh ohma uhh *hanh* uhh *hanh*!"
Once again he began to ram-finger-fuck her and she responded with a gasp of joy, her hips bucking eagerly at his hand. He drove her up the crest once more, and yet again left her teetering on the brink.
She was half mad with lust when he drew his hand away from her cunt. She grappled with it, trying to force his fingers back in, but he tore away with a growl.
"Slowly, whore," he rasped. "I'll fuck you, don't worry. I'll fuck your brains out ... but slowly ... till you beg and beg and beg ... gonna show you how good it gets, bitch ... trust me, cunt, trust me ... I'll show you the stars!"
The guttural tone, the foul words he used, the way he called her whore, all sent a deep thrill through her. She whimpered and stretched her arms up and drew his face to hers in another hungry kiss. He caressed her breasts and her face, gently pulling away from her and she tasted her heady cunt-juice as she sucked his fingertips.
Smiling at her, he straddled her chest and placed his tumescent cock between her breasts. Instinctively, she squeezed them over his shaft. It felt wonderful on her chest, in her cleavage, hot and hard and throbbing with excitement. He fucked her breasts slowly, his hips grinding back and forth, her rigid nipples raking his shaft.
The cock-head prodded her chin and her head craned, her lips parting, seeking it again. He nodded, grinning from ear to ear and moved up over her face.
This time, he turned around and her face tilted back and her mouth was wide open. She lifted her hand and guided his cock to her mouth, taking it in and sucking on it hungrily. He groaned. Her tongue swirled over his cock-head. He flung his head back and, squeezing and fondling her swollen breasts, fucked her mouth again for a while, his hips gently gyrating, his buttocks flexing and unflexing.
Her thighs were forked and wide and her open cunt tempted him. He bent over her and she gasped deep in her throat as he dragged his tongue down her belly and over her pubic fuzz. Her mons quivered and lurched upward as she realised his intention, and her mind soared with joy. *He's going to lick my slit ... just like the guys in the magazines and movies! Just like they do to Sheila! He's going to tongue-fuck me!*
He thrust his head between her legs and prised her cunt-lips wide open with his fingers. Her cunt-flesh glistened with love juice, dewdrops of it winking on her pubic hair. It seemed to quiver and throb in eager anticipation. He drank in the sight of her moist, soft pink cunt-flesh and then, unable to resist it any more, thrust his tongue into it.
Shirlyn gasped, choked, sputtered, gasped again. Her hips lurched and bucked heavily at his face. He found her clitoris and began to suck on it, darting his tongue this way and that in her cunt.
She whimpered and moaned, writhing beneath him, her thighs trembling, her hips bucking and jerking. He tasted her juice and began to lap it tenderly. Her head swam and she sucked feverishly on his huge cock in her mouth, feeling it throb and trickle jizz down her throat. Her body was hot and flushed and she broke into a sweat. Fires leaped from her loins as he rolled his heavy tongue inside her.
He stopped in time, pushing her to the brink once again. She groaned, trembling and scrabbling for him as he moved away from her. She tried to push his head back to her thighs.
"Shankar," she moaned, "please ... lick me ... lick my cunt ... don't stop!"
He chuckled, shaking his head. "Enough for now, whore ... not too much the first time. Now I'll fuck you, babe ... nice and hard!"
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