Misc. Erotica The Gas Agency (COMPLETED)- By Novelist Casanova

[novelistcasanova]

He kissed the top of my head tenderly and whispered in a low, soothing voice,

"Shhh… that’s it, Sudha… I’ve got you… you came so beautifully… so hard for me… just breathe now… relax… I’m right here with you…"
His hands gently stroked my waist and belly in slow, comforting circles, holding me steady as the aftershocks continued to ripple through me.
"You did so well, my dear… such a good girl… look at how beautifully you came… I’m so proud of you… just rest in my arms… let your body calm down… everything is okay… I’ve got you…"
He continued hugging me tenderly, one arm wrapped securely around my waist while the other gently caressed my back and side. His voice remained soft and reassuring.
"Breathe with me… nice and slow… you were amazing… your pussy felt so perfect when you came… so warm and tight… just relax now… I’m not going anywhere… I’ve got you safe in my arms…"
I stayed limp in his warm embrace, still breathing heavily, my body trembling slightly as the intense pleasure slowly faded, feeling strangely safe and cared for in his arms.
Reddy Sir stayed in the tight embrace for a few moments, feeling my body still trembling from the powerful orgasm. Then, without warning, he bent down and smoothly slid one arm under my knees while the other wrapped around my back. With surprising strength for an old man, he lifted me into a cradle carry, holding me securely against his chest.
My body curled naturally into his arms — my heavy boobs in the white bra pressed softly against his chest, my head resting on his shoulder, and my legs dangling over his arm. The maroon panties were still slightly askew from being pulled up in a hurry, and I could feel the cool air on my inner thighs.
He turned toward the door and kicked it shut with a firm thud. The loud click of the latch echoed in the room, sealing us inside. The four to five room boys, who had been watching and jerking off through the gap, quickly scattered and disappeared the moment the door closed.
While carrying me in his strong arms toward the small wooden table in the corner, he lowered his head and began kissing my forehead repeatedly — soft, warm, lingering kisses. Each kiss was gentle and full of affection, his lips brushing my skin with surprising tenderness.
"My beautiful Sudha…" he murmured between kisses, his voice low and loving. "You were so perfect… so responsive… I’ve never felt anything like you…"
As he carried me, I felt strangely safe and loved in his arms. Despite everything — his age, his ugliness, the power he held — being cradled like this made me feel protected, almost cherished. My body relaxed against him, my heavy boobs rising and falling with each breath against his chest, my head nestled comfortably on his shoulder.
The moment he reached the table and gently set me down on my feet, something inside me took over. Automatically, without thinking, my arms went around his neck. I hugged him tight, pressing my body fully against his, my heavy boobs crushing softly into his chest, my cheek resting against his neck. I was showing him my love in return — a silent, instinctive surrender.
Reddy Sir immediately responded by taking me into his complete embrace. His strong arms wrapped around my waist and back, pulling me even closer until there was no space left between us. One hand gently stroked my hair while the other rested possessively on the curve of my lower back, just above my ass cheeks. Our bodies molded together perfectly — my soft stomach against his fat belly, my heavy boobs flattening against his chest, and my thighs brushing against his.
We stood there in the middle of the room, locked in a deep, intimate hug — my nearly naked body in just the white bra and maroon panties pressed tightly against his old, naked form.
Reddy Sir kept me in his complete embrace for a few more moments, his hands gently stroking my back. Then he slowly pulled back just enough to look at me. His eyes were dark with hunger as he reached behind me and unhooked my white bra with practiced fingers.
He slid the straps off my shoulders, letting the white bra fall away completely. My heavy, full boobs bounced free, exposed to the cool air of the room. My thick, dark nipples were already hard and swollen from all the earlier stimulation.
He placed both hands on my waist, gripping me firmly, and pulled me closer again. Lowering his head, he took my left boob into his mouth. His rough, wet lips closed tightly around the soft, heavy flesh of my left boob as he sucked hungrily on my thick nipple. He pulled the sensitive bud deep into his mouth, sucking hard with strong, rhythmic pulls, his tongue swirling and flicking rapidly over it. The wet, slurping sounds filled the room as he nursed greedily on my nipple, his cheeks hollowing with each powerful suck.
"Mmm… so perfect… these heavy boobs taste so good…" he groaned against the soft flesh of my boob. "So soft… so full… I love how they fill my mouth…"
I couldn’t help myself. A soft, needy moan escaped my lips.
"Mmm… ahhh…"
I was getting hornier with every suck. My hands moved up instinctively, one brushing through his grey hair, the other holding the back of his head, pulling him closer to my chest. I looked down at his mouth latched onto my boob, watching him enjoy my heavy boob so shamelessly. The sight made my pussy throb even harder.
I bit my lower lip, then licked it slowly, my breathing becoming heavier.
He switched to my right boob, sucking even more greedily. His mouth opened wider, taking in as much of the soft, juicy flesh of my right boob as possible while his tongue lashed relentlessly at my stiff nipple. He alternated between long, deep sucks that pulled my entire nipple and areola into his hot mouth, and quick, teasing flicks of his tongue that made my nipple throb.
"Ahhh… yes… these nipples are so sweet and hard for me… I could suck on them all night…" he murmured between sucks, his voice thick with pleasure. "Your boobs are so beautiful… so heavy and juicy… I’m enjoying them so much…"
I moaned louder, my fingers tightening in his hair as I pulled his head closer.
"Ahhh… mmm… yes…"
I was fully enjoying it now. The way he was devouring my boobs, the wet sounds, his hungry groans, and his obvious pleasure made me incredibly horny. I bit my lower lip again, then licked it sensually, my eyes half-lidded as I watched his mouth work on my boobs. My pussy was soaking wet, my body heating up with every suck and lick.
He moved back and forth between both boobs, sucking one, then the other, licking and gently biting the sensitive peaks until they were glistening with his saliva and swollen even harder.
"Mmm… such delicious boobs… I love how they feel in my mouth… you’re making me so hard, Sudha…"
I stood there trembling with arousal, my hands in his hair, moaning softly and enjoying the way this old man was worshiping my boobs.
Reddy Sir finally released my boobs from his hungry mouth with a wet pop, leaving my thick nipples glistening with his saliva and swollen dark red. His hands slid down my body and grabbed the waistband of my maroon panties. He looked into my eyes with raw desire and asked in a husky voice,
"Sudha… can I eat your pussy? I want to taste you so badly…"
I felt a sudden rush of shyness. My cheeks burned bright red as I looked down, biting my lip.
"Sir… it’s full of my juices…" I whispered shyly, my voice small and embarrassed.
He smiled gently, his eyes darkening with hunger, and shook his head.
"That’s exactly what I want to taste… your sweet juices."
Without waiting for another word, he slowly pulled my maroon panties down. The thin maroon panties peeled away from my smooth, freshly shaved pussy, revealing my plump pussy lips that were already swollen and glistening with my juices. The crotch of the maroon panties was visibly soaked and sticky. He continued sliding the maroon panties down my thick thighs, over my knees, and finally let them drop to my ankles. I stepped out of the maroon panties obediently, now standing completely naked in front of him.
My cheeks were burning with embarrassment, but my pussy was throbbing with arousal.
Reddy Sir’s eyes darkened as he took in my fully naked body. He grabbed my waist with both hands, lifted me effortlessly, and placed me on the edge of the small wooden table. Then he gently pushed me back until I was lying down on the table, my back against the cool surface. He spread my legs wide, placing my feet on the edge of the table so my pussy and asshole were completely exposed to him.
He stood between my spread thighs and admired my most private parts with open hunger.
"So beautiful…" he breathed, his voice thick with lust. "Look at this pretty pussy… so smooth, so pink, so wet for me… and this tight little asshole… perfect."
He ran his fingers gently over my swollen pussy lips, spreading them slightly to admire the glistening pink folds and my hard clit. His eyes were filled with pure admiration and desire as he stared at my exposed pussy and asshole.
I lay there naked on the table, blushing furiously, my heart racing with a mixture of shame and excitement.
Reddy Sir stood on the right side of the table, right next to my right side. He looked down at my naked, spread body with hungry eyes. Without saying a word, he slid his right hand between my thighs and slowly pushed two thick fingers deep into my soaked pussy.
He didn’t start slow.
His fingers immediately curled upward, pressing firmly against my sensitive G-spot, and began finger-fucking me with strong, deliberate strokes. He pumped them in and out of my tight, wet pussy with wet, squelching sounds, his thick knuckles stretching my pussy lips every time he pushed inside. He twisted his fingers slightly on every thrust, rubbing my inner walls in circles, then straightened them to plunge deep again, hitting that perfect spot over and over.
At the same time, he leaned over and took my left boob into his mouth. His rough, wet lips closed tightly around the soft, heavy flesh of my left boob as he sucked hungrily on my thick nipple. He alternated between long, powerful sucks that pulled my entire nipple and areola deep into his hot mouth, and rapid tongue flicks that made my nipple throb. His left hand held my right boob, squeezing and kneading the soft, heavy flesh of my right boob while his thumb rubbed rough circles over my stiff nipple.
The double sensation was overwhelming.
His fingers fucked my pussy relentlessly — fast, deep, and rhythmic. Every thrust made obscene wet sounds as his fingers plunged into my creamy depths, stretching my tight hole and rubbing my G-spot with perfect pressure. My juices coated his fingers and dripped down onto the table with every stroke.
I couldn’t hold back my moans.
"Ahh… ahhh… mmm… Sir… ahhhn…"
"Mmm… ahhh… yes… ahhhn…"
He groaned against the soft flesh of my boob, still sucking hungrily.
"Mmm… your pussy is so wet and tight around my fingers… so warm… so juicy… I love how it’s sucking my fingers in…"
My moans grew louder and more desperate as the pleasure intensified.
"Ahhh… ahhhn… ohhh… Sir… ahhhhh…"
My right hand instinctively went to his head, fingers threading through his grey hair, pulling him harder against my boob while my hips started moving slightly to meet his thrusting fingers.
The combination of his thick fingers pounding my pussy and his mouth devouring my boobs at the same time was driving me crazy with pleasure.
Reddy Sir climbed onto the table, his old, heavy body moving over me. He positioned himself in a 69 position, with him on top. His fat belly pressed against my stomach as he lowered his face between my spread thighs. At the same time, his thick, bent cock hung heavy right above my face, the dark, veiny head and cock brushing against my cheeks, nose, and lips.
He wasted no time.
He grabbed my plump ass cheeks with both hands, spreading them wide apart. His strong fingers dug deep into the soft, juicy flesh of my ass cheeks, pulling them open so my pussy and tight asshole were completely exposed to him. I instinctively reached up and grabbed his ass cheeks too, my hands sinking into the soft, heavy flesh of his old, sagging ass as I pulled him closer.
Then he buried his face into my pussy.
His tongue was masterful — broad, slow licks from my asshole all the way up to my swollen clit, followed by precise, teasing flicks that made my clit throb. He sucked my plump pussy lips into his mouth one by one, gently pulling and releasing them, then pushed his warm, skilled tongue deep inside my pussy, tongue-fucking me with perfect rhythm — long, deep strokes that curled and swirled against my inner walls, hitting every sensitive spot.
"Mmm… such a sweet, responsive pussy," he murmured against my folds, his voice low and confident. "I know exactly how to please you… just relax and let me take care of this beautiful pussy…"
At the exact same moment, he slowly brought his little finger to my tight asshole, circled the puckered entrance teasingly once, and then gently but firmly pushed his little finger deep inside my tight asshole.
The overwhelming sensation of his tongue thrusting deep into my pussy while his little finger slid into my tight asshole made my body react on pure instinct.
My mouth opened automatically. I turned my head slightly and took the thick, swollen head of his bent cock between my soft, warm lips. I wrapped my lips tightly around the head, sucking it gently at first, then harder, creating a wet vacuum as my tongue swirled around the sensitive underside. I moaned around his cock, the vibration traveling down his shaft while I slowly took more of the thick, veiny shaft into my mouth. My head moved back and forth in small, eager motions, sliding my soft lips up and down his curved cock, sucking with wet, slurping sounds. My tongue pressed flat against the underside of his cock, licking every throbbing vein as I sucked him deeper, my cheeks hollowing with each pull. Saliva dripped from the corners of my mouth as I worked his cock with hungry, passionate sucks, tasting his salty precum on my tongue.
"Mmmph… ahhh… mmm… ahhhn…"
The double pleasure — his tongue fucking my pussy while I sucked his cock with such eagerness, both of us grabbing and squeezing each other’s ass cheeks — sent me crashing over the edge.
"Ahhhhhhh… Sir… I’m cumming… ahhhhn… ahhhn… oh god… ahhhhh!"
My pussy exploded violently on his tongue. I came hard, my juices gushing in hot, creamy waves onto his mouth and face as my pussy spasmed uncontrollably. My asshole clenched tightly around his invading little finger as wave after wave of intense pleasure crashed through me. My thighs trembled violently around his head, my back arched sharply off the table, and I moaned loudly around his cock as my orgasm ripped through my entire body.
"Ahhhn… ahhhh… I’m cumming… I’m cumming so hard… ahhhhhhn… ahhhhhh… ohhh… ahhhhhhn…!"
My legs shook uncontrollably, my vision blurred, and every muscle in my body tensed and released in ecstasy while I came hard all over his tongue and finger.
Reddy Sir kept his mouth pressed tightly against my pussy, licking and sucking with expert skill, tasting and swallowing my cum as it flowed out of me, while his little finger stayed buried deep in my spasming asshole.
"Mmm… yes… give me all your sweet juices… so delicious…" he murmured against my spasming pussy, focused entirely on giving me pleasure.
After the intense waves of my orgasm finally began to subside, I lay there on the table, breathing heavily, my body still twitching with aftershocks. Reddy Sir slowly lifted his face from between my thighs, his lips and chin glistening with my juices.
Feeling a sudden rush of naughty boldness, I decided to get dirty.
I reached down with my right hand and wrapped my fingers around his thick, bent cock. It was still rock hard, slick with my saliva and his precum. I stroked him slowly at first, then with more confidence, sliding my soft palm up and down the veiny shaft, squeezing gently around the swollen head of his cock on every upward stroke.
At the same time, I pushed myself up slightly, leaned forward, and pressed my lips against his hairy, wrinkled asshole. I kissed it softly at first, then more boldly, letting my tongue flick out to taste him. I licked around the tight ring in slow, wet circles, then pushed the tip of my tongue inside, rimming him with dirty, eager enthusiasm. My tongue swirled deeper, making wet, obscene sounds as I licked and sucked on his asshole.
Reddy Sir shivered violently the moment my tongue entered his asshole. His whole body jerked, and a deep, surprised groan escaped his throat.
"Ohhh… Sudha…!"
I continued stroking his cock faster while licking and kissing his asshole, my tongue swirling deeper. He trembled again, his legs shaking.
Suddenly, he pulled away, breathing hard.
"Sudha… stop… I’m getting too excited," he said in a husky, strained voice. "If you keep doing that, I might cum right now. I want to fuck you properly… I want to be inside you."
He rolled off me and sat on the edge of the table for a moment, trying to calm himself.
We both looked at each other — me still naked and flushed, him with my juices all over his face — and burst into soft, breathless laughter. The laughter was light and surprisingly intimate, breaking the heavy tension for a moment.
Reddy Sir looked at me with dark, possessive eyes after our shared laughter died down. Without a word, he bent down and slid one arm under my knees while the other wrapped securely around my back. He lifted me effortlessly into a cradle carry, holding my naked body close against his chest.
My heavy boobs pressed softly against him, my head rested on his shoulder, and my legs dangled over his arm. I could feel the heat of his skin and the hardness of his bent cock brushing against my thigh as he carried me across the small room toward the bed.