28-05-2026, 05:01 PM
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Update 38
Raghu carried the child and went outside. Meanwhile, after Krithika locked the door and turned around, Guru was sitting on the bed.
Krithika’s heart was pounding heavily. Her hands began to tremble. Even though she had agreed to this, at this moment she felt intense fear and panic. She realised that after tonight, she would no longer be a woman who had only shown her body to her husband. Guru noticed her nervousness.
She told herself that she just had to endure this one night… just one night. Everything would be solved after that — for her husband, for her child, and for her family’s honour. Knowing tears were about to fall, she quickly wiped them away.
“Sir… shall I switch off the lights?”
“What? Switch off the lights already? If I switch off the lights, how can I strip you and see you properly? I want to touch and enjoy every inch of your body. I want to experience you completely. How can I do that with the lights off?”
“First, come here. Come and fall at my feet and take my blessings. Come, Krithika.”
My own husband refused to give me blessings… and now this stranger is asking me to take his blessings. Thinking it was her fate, Krithika fell at Guru’s feet and took his blessings.
When she fell at his feet, old memories flashed in Guru’s mind — the day of her wedding when she had fallen at his feet along with her husband. Back then he couldn’t do anything. But tonight… tonight, Krithika was completely his.
Guru lifted her up by her shoulders. He looked into her eyes, admired her lips, her beautiful neck, her heaving breasts under the saree, and her slightly visible waist. He licked his lips in lust.
He took the glass of milk from the table, mixed a generous amount of country honey in it, drank half, and gave the rest to Krithika. She hesitated to drink.
“What Krithika? You took my blessings but you’re hesitating to drink milk? Don’t you know what’s going to happen between us tonight? We are going to fuck each other. And you’re hesitating to drink this milk? Here, drink it.”
“Hmm… Okay, Sir…”
Krithika drank some of the remaining milk and gave it back to him.
“Why didn’t you finish it?”
“That’s enough, Sir…”
“What is this, Krithika? You don’t understand anything. This is country cow milk mixed with country honey. You’re refusing to drink it. If we both drink half a glass each, we’ll have enough stamina to fuck the whole night. If only I drink it, can you handle me?”
Krithika was stunned for a moment.
“Sir… why are you talking like this?”
“Tell me, Krithika. Can you handle it?”
“Sir… I don’t know. Please don’t ask me such things.”
She was nervously twisting her fingers. Guru noticed it clearly.
“Hmm… Okay. I understand. You’re new and feeling shy.”
“I saw a hole there. Come and see what your husband is doing.”
“A hole? Yes… there is one. Look here.”
“Hmm… Yes, Sir… I’m seeing it now.”
“Wait a minute. I’ll check and tell you.”
Krithika looked through the hole and saw Raghu carrying the child and leaving the house.
“Sir…”
“Tell me, Krithika.”
“He… he took the child and went outside.”
“Hmm… Good. That’s convenient for us. Him going out is good for you, right?”
“Hmm… Yes, Sir… When he was outside, my mind was restless. Now…”
“Now it’s okay, Sir…”
“Then… shall we start before he comes back?”
Krithika hesitated, lowered her head, and whispered, “Okay… Sir…”
Guru slowly moved closer… closer… and pressed her against the wall. She started sweating due to nervousness.
Guru held her hands, brought them to his lips, and gently kissed her palms while stroking them. Krithika squirmed lightly. He continued kissing from her palms to her wrists, then moved up and kissed her shoulder, leaving saliva on her skin. Krithika’s sensations began to rise. He slowly pulled aside her blouse from her shoulder and kissed the exposed skin. Krithika twisted like a worm. His hot breath was driving her crazy.
When Guru moved to kiss her lips, Krithika placed her hand on his lips and stopped him.
“Sir… This is only for one night. After this, you shouldn’t trouble me again.”
“I won’t.”
“You will solve all our problems, right?”
“Definitely. I won’t go back on my word. Now move your hand.”
He took her fingers from his lips, put her index finger into his mouth, and started sucking it. Krithika felt something strange. He sucked each of her fingers one by one, coating them with his saliva. Her fingers glistened with his spit.
Suddenly, he opened the door, pulled Krithika out into the hall, and made her stand there so he could admire her.
“Sir… why did we come to the hall now?”
“He might come back. Let’s go inside.”
As Krithika tried to go back to the room, Guru pulled off her saree in one swift motion and threw it away. She immediately covered her chest with her hands and tried to go inside, but Guru grabbed the edge of her blouse near her shoulder and pulled hard.
With no other choice, Krithika fell against his chest. Guru pressed her against the wall in the hall, spread her hands apart, and admired her breasts still covered by the blouse.
“Sir… Please… Let’s go inside…” Krithika begged.
“Don’t worry, Krithika. I don’t think Raghu will come back now,” he said as he started unhooking her blouse.
One hook got stuck. Losing patience, he grabbed both sides of her blouse and ripped it open in one powerful tear. The hooks scattered. Her light white bra was now fully visible.
Guru removed the torn blouse and threw it aside. Krithika now stood in just her petticoat and white bra, wearing her mangalsutra, light gold chain, and other jewellery, with kumkum on her forehead and jasmine in her hair. She was sweating and pressed against the wall.
Guru came closer, placed his hands on her waist, and squeezed hard. Krithika let out her first moan. She started biting her lower lip.
He squeezed again. Another moan escaped.
His fingers roamed over her bare waist. Krithika’s hands trembled. She started getting wet. He moved his fingers to her navel, circled it, and poked it. Krithika squirmed like a worm in pleasure. He continued poking and twisting his finger inside her navel while watching her facial expressions and pleasure.
Then he knelt before her, brought his face very close to her waist, and looked at her navel closely. Krithika opened her eyes and saw him kneeling. While she watched, he extended his tongue and licked her navel, kissing it wetly.
That was it. Electricity shot through her body. Krithika closed her eyes, twisted her lips, and moaned loudly. She grabbed Guru’s head and pressed it hard against her navel.
The more she pressed, the deeper Guru pushed his tongue, twisting and licking, letting saliva drip. He slowly stood up and came close to her face.
He pulled her lower lip with his finger, brought it close, and stared at it for a few seconds. Then he suddenly took her lips into his mouth and started sucking them hungrily — upper lip, lower lip, again and again. He asked her to extend her tongue. Without resistance, she slowly put out her tongue. He played with it, exchanging saliva in a deep, wet kiss. After a few minutes, Krithika lost control and kissed him back passionately, saliva dripping from both their mouths.
Then Guru untied her petticoat and threw it away. Krithika now stood only in her panties and light white bra, wearing her mangalsutra and jewellery.
Guru pressed closer, rubbing his chest against her bra-covered breasts, pressing and rubbing up and down. Krithika trembled in pleasure. Her nipples became rock hard.
He slowly placed his hands on her breasts and started squeezing them gently. Krithika felt the difference — a man other than her husband was squeezing her breasts. She moaned. With every squeeze, milk leaked out. Since the bra was thin and white, the wet patches became clearly visible, and her hard nipples were clearly outlined.
Guru suddenly turned her towards the mirror in the hall.
“Krithika, look at yourself in the mirror.”
Krithika felt extreme shame seeing herself in the mirror — milk leaking from her nipples, clearly visible through the bra.
While she was watching, Guru went behind her, slipped his hands under her arms, grabbed her breasts firmly from behind, and started squeezing hard. This position made Krithika even hotter. While squeezing her breasts, he kissed and bit her back, leaving teeth marks. Then he sucked on her neck while pressing her breasts even harder. Milk flowed freely. Her nipples became completely visible through the soaked bra.
“Sir… Sir…”
“What, Krithika?”
“Look there…”
“What?”
“Look in the mirror…”
“I’m looking. Tell me.”
“Don’t you understand? Because of what you’re doing… lots of milk is leaking. It’s getting wasted instead of giving it to the child. So… without wasting it… you drink the milk that’s coming out… please…” she said, biting her lip in shame.
“Leave some for the child too.”
The moment he heard those words, Guru turned her slightly, put his mouth on her bra-covered nipple, and started sucking hard. Krithika trembled. As he sucked, milk flowed into his mouth through the bra. Both of them found it extremely arousing.
Guru then pulled down her panties. It was completely soaked. He threw it on the floor.
He made her bend over, holding the TV stand. He took her torn saree, looked at it for a moment, then tore it into two pieces.
He placed his hand on her back, unhooked her bra from behind, pulled it forward, and removed it completely. For the first time in her life, Krithika’s breasts were fully exposed to a man other than her husband.
Guru squeezed them harder, sucked her nipples, drank her milk, and licked every drop that flowed down her breasts.
“Krithika…”
“Sir…”
“Shall we go inside?”
“Hmm… Let’s go, Sir…”
“Are you tired?”
“A little, Sir…”
“That’s why I told you earlier to drink the milk.”
Saying that, he lifted her in his arms, carried her to the bedroom, and threw her on the bed. Then he came back and locked the door.
He removed all his clothes, stood only in his underwear, and lay on top of her.
They rolled on the bed, crushing the flowers. They rolled over each other again and again. The heat of their body friction made Guru’s cock rock hard, almost tearing his underwear. Krithika noticed his huge bulge from the corner of her eye while rolling on him and felt it.
Guru sprinkled flowers on her body, crushed them, and rubbed them on her. The mixture of sweat and jasmine fragrance intoxicated both of them.
The woman who had reluctantly agreed for the sake of her husband and family was now experiencing far more pleasure than what Raghu had ever given her — even before Guru actually penetrated her. It had already been more than half an hour.
Finally, Guru laid her on her back, spread her legs wide, and positioned himself. Krithika looked at his massive erection with shock and fear.
“Krithika… Krithika…”
“Sir…”
“Shall I remove my underwear?”
She stayed silent.
“Tell me… Shall I remove it?”
“Hmm… Sir…”
“Okay, you get up a little.”
Krithika got up on her knees. Guru brought his crotch very close to her face and slowly pulled down his underwear. His massive cock sprang out like an arrow and slapped hard against her lips. Krithika was stunned and wiped her lips.
Understanding what he wanted next, she held his cock with her hands and slowly brought it towards her mouth. Guru stopped her.
“What are you doing?”
“You were going to ask me to do this anyway… so I thought I’d do it myself.”
“Yes, I was going to ask. But not like this. Let’s try something new.”
“New?”
“Yes… Have you heard of 69?”
“Hmm… I know.”
“Have you done it with Raghu?”
She stayed silent.
“Tell me… Have you tried it with him?”
“Hmm… Once.”
“What we are going to do now is similar. But I’m not going to lick your pussy. I’m going to drink milk from your breasts.”
“Aaha… How is that possible, Sir?”
“I know yoga. I can bend my body. Now sit.”
Guru lay down, crossed his legs around her head, and pulled her head down. Because his cock was very big, it easily reached her mouth.
“Hey… What are you looking at? Suck it quickly.”
As he shouted, Krithika took his cock into her mouth like eating a kulfi and started sucking. Guru pulled her breasts back, twisted her nipples, and took them into his mouth, sucking milk hungrily.
The more she sucked, the harder he sucked her breasts. He released her head, lay on top of her, and moved down to her pussy. He spread her pussy lips with his fingers, rubbed her clit, and made her pleasure skyrocket. Her juices started flowing heavily. She sucked his cock even more aggressively.
Guru licked and played with her pussy. Before inserting his cock, his tongue went deep inside, exploring her.
Finally, both got ready for the main act.
He pulled his cock out of her mouth (it was dripping with her saliva) and placed it at her pussy entrance. Krithika lay on her back and spread her legs wide. Guru pushed slowly. Krithika screamed.
“Sir… slowly… It’s too big…”
Even for Guru, it was difficult to push in.
“What da… Your pussy is so tight. What has Raghu been doing all these years? How big is his cock?”
“I don’t know the size, Sir.”
“Is it smaller than mine?”
“Yes… It’s normal size.”
“It’s hard to go in now. If I push hard, it will go in, but it will hurt you a lot. Suck me again and make it wet.”
He put his cock back in her mouth. She sucked it vigorously. Then he pulled it out, placed it at her entrance again, and pushed. It was still tight, but with more pressure, half his cock went in. Krithika screamed loudly.
“Baby… If I thrust hard, it will hurt more. You move your hips slowly.”
She did as told. Slowly, half his cock moved in and out. Even that felt huge inside her compared to Raghu.
Guru continued like this for some time. Then he lay down, pulled her on top, and made her sit on his cock slowly. Inch by inch, his cock disappeared inside her. When half was in, she already felt full.
“Sit down fully, Krithika. Bear it a little.”
She hesitated, then slowly lowered herself. Suddenly, his entire cock went deep inside. She endured the pain for a while, holding his hands, then started moving up and down. Guru enjoyed the sight of her bouncing breasts, squeezed them, and sucked her nipples.
Then he flipped her, made her sit facing the mirror, and fucked her hard while she watched. After that, he put her in doggy style and pounded her pussy mercilessly. Finally, he put her in missionary position, kissed her lips, sucked her breasts, and fucked her deeply, making her cum three times.
He fucked her continuously, stopping and starting, for more than 40 minutes. Finally, without warning, he filled her pussy with his hot cum.
While he was cumming inside her, Krithika felt the hot liquid shooting deep inside. She scratched his back hard, her kumkum mixed with sweat dripping, and lay there exhausted with cum leaking from her pussy.
Guru lay down beside her, panting.
Raghu carried the child and went outside. Meanwhile, after Krithika locked the door and turned around, Guru was sitting on the bed.
Krithika’s heart was pounding heavily. Her hands began to tremble. Even though she had agreed to this, at this moment she felt intense fear and panic. She realised that after tonight, she would no longer be a woman who had only shown her body to her husband. Guru noticed her nervousness.
She told herself that she just had to endure this one night… just one night. Everything would be solved after that — for her husband, for her child, and for her family’s honour. Knowing tears were about to fall, she quickly wiped them away.
“Sir… shall I switch off the lights?”
“What? Switch off the lights already? If I switch off the lights, how can I strip you and see you properly? I want to touch and enjoy every inch of your body. I want to experience you completely. How can I do that with the lights off?”
“First, come here. Come and fall at my feet and take my blessings. Come, Krithika.”
My own husband refused to give me blessings… and now this stranger is asking me to take his blessings. Thinking it was her fate, Krithika fell at Guru’s feet and took his blessings.
When she fell at his feet, old memories flashed in Guru’s mind — the day of her wedding when she had fallen at his feet along with her husband. Back then he couldn’t do anything. But tonight… tonight, Krithika was completely his.
Guru lifted her up by her shoulders. He looked into her eyes, admired her lips, her beautiful neck, her heaving breasts under the saree, and her slightly visible waist. He licked his lips in lust.
He took the glass of milk from the table, mixed a generous amount of country honey in it, drank half, and gave the rest to Krithika. She hesitated to drink.
“What Krithika? You took my blessings but you’re hesitating to drink milk? Don’t you know what’s going to happen between us tonight? We are going to fuck each other. And you’re hesitating to drink this milk? Here, drink it.”
“Hmm… Okay, Sir…”
Krithika drank some of the remaining milk and gave it back to him.
“Why didn’t you finish it?”
“That’s enough, Sir…”
“What is this, Krithika? You don’t understand anything. This is country cow milk mixed with country honey. You’re refusing to drink it. If we both drink half a glass each, we’ll have enough stamina to fuck the whole night. If only I drink it, can you handle me?”
Krithika was stunned for a moment.
“Sir… why are you talking like this?”
“Tell me, Krithika. Can you handle it?”
“Sir… I don’t know. Please don’t ask me such things.”
She was nervously twisting her fingers. Guru noticed it clearly.
“Hmm… Okay. I understand. You’re new and feeling shy.”
“I saw a hole there. Come and see what your husband is doing.”
“A hole? Yes… there is one. Look here.”
“Hmm… Yes, Sir… I’m seeing it now.”
“Wait a minute. I’ll check and tell you.”
Krithika looked through the hole and saw Raghu carrying the child and leaving the house.
“Sir…”
“Tell me, Krithika.”
“He… he took the child and went outside.”
“Hmm… Good. That’s convenient for us. Him going out is good for you, right?”
“Hmm… Yes, Sir… When he was outside, my mind was restless. Now…”
“Now it’s okay, Sir…”
“Then… shall we start before he comes back?”
Krithika hesitated, lowered her head, and whispered, “Okay… Sir…”
Guru slowly moved closer… closer… and pressed her against the wall. She started sweating due to nervousness.
Guru held her hands, brought them to his lips, and gently kissed her palms while stroking them. Krithika squirmed lightly. He continued kissing from her palms to her wrists, then moved up and kissed her shoulder, leaving saliva on her skin. Krithika’s sensations began to rise. He slowly pulled aside her blouse from her shoulder and kissed the exposed skin. Krithika twisted like a worm. His hot breath was driving her crazy.
When Guru moved to kiss her lips, Krithika placed her hand on his lips and stopped him.
“Sir… This is only for one night. After this, you shouldn’t trouble me again.”
“I won’t.”
“You will solve all our problems, right?”
“Definitely. I won’t go back on my word. Now move your hand.”
He took her fingers from his lips, put her index finger into his mouth, and started sucking it. Krithika felt something strange. He sucked each of her fingers one by one, coating them with his saliva. Her fingers glistened with his spit.
Suddenly, he opened the door, pulled Krithika out into the hall, and made her stand there so he could admire her.
“Sir… why did we come to the hall now?”
“He might come back. Let’s go inside.”
As Krithika tried to go back to the room, Guru pulled off her saree in one swift motion and threw it away. She immediately covered her chest with her hands and tried to go inside, but Guru grabbed the edge of her blouse near her shoulder and pulled hard.
With no other choice, Krithika fell against his chest. Guru pressed her against the wall in the hall, spread her hands apart, and admired her breasts still covered by the blouse.
“Sir… Please… Let’s go inside…” Krithika begged.
“Don’t worry, Krithika. I don’t think Raghu will come back now,” he said as he started unhooking her blouse.
One hook got stuck. Losing patience, he grabbed both sides of her blouse and ripped it open in one powerful tear. The hooks scattered. Her light white bra was now fully visible.
Guru removed the torn blouse and threw it aside. Krithika now stood in just her petticoat and white bra, wearing her mangalsutra, light gold chain, and other jewellery, with kumkum on her forehead and jasmine in her hair. She was sweating and pressed against the wall.
Guru came closer, placed his hands on her waist, and squeezed hard. Krithika let out her first moan. She started biting her lower lip.
He squeezed again. Another moan escaped.
His fingers roamed over her bare waist. Krithika’s hands trembled. She started getting wet. He moved his fingers to her navel, circled it, and poked it. Krithika squirmed like a worm in pleasure. He continued poking and twisting his finger inside her navel while watching her facial expressions and pleasure.
Then he knelt before her, brought his face very close to her waist, and looked at her navel closely. Krithika opened her eyes and saw him kneeling. While she watched, he extended his tongue and licked her navel, kissing it wetly.
That was it. Electricity shot through her body. Krithika closed her eyes, twisted her lips, and moaned loudly. She grabbed Guru’s head and pressed it hard against her navel.
The more she pressed, the deeper Guru pushed his tongue, twisting and licking, letting saliva drip. He slowly stood up and came close to her face.
He pulled her lower lip with his finger, brought it close, and stared at it for a few seconds. Then he suddenly took her lips into his mouth and started sucking them hungrily — upper lip, lower lip, again and again. He asked her to extend her tongue. Without resistance, she slowly put out her tongue. He played with it, exchanging saliva in a deep, wet kiss. After a few minutes, Krithika lost control and kissed him back passionately, saliva dripping from both their mouths.
Then Guru untied her petticoat and threw it away. Krithika now stood only in her panties and light white bra, wearing her mangalsutra and jewellery.
Guru pressed closer, rubbing his chest against her bra-covered breasts, pressing and rubbing up and down. Krithika trembled in pleasure. Her nipples became rock hard.
He slowly placed his hands on her breasts and started squeezing them gently. Krithika felt the difference — a man other than her husband was squeezing her breasts. She moaned. With every squeeze, milk leaked out. Since the bra was thin and white, the wet patches became clearly visible, and her hard nipples were clearly outlined.
Guru suddenly turned her towards the mirror in the hall.
“Krithika, look at yourself in the mirror.”
Krithika felt extreme shame seeing herself in the mirror — milk leaking from her nipples, clearly visible through the bra.
While she was watching, Guru went behind her, slipped his hands under her arms, grabbed her breasts firmly from behind, and started squeezing hard. This position made Krithika even hotter. While squeezing her breasts, he kissed and bit her back, leaving teeth marks. Then he sucked on her neck while pressing her breasts even harder. Milk flowed freely. Her nipples became completely visible through the soaked bra.
“Sir… Sir…”
“What, Krithika?”
“Look there…”
“What?”
“Look in the mirror…”
“I’m looking. Tell me.”
“Don’t you understand? Because of what you’re doing… lots of milk is leaking. It’s getting wasted instead of giving it to the child. So… without wasting it… you drink the milk that’s coming out… please…” she said, biting her lip in shame.
“Leave some for the child too.”
The moment he heard those words, Guru turned her slightly, put his mouth on her bra-covered nipple, and started sucking hard. Krithika trembled. As he sucked, milk flowed into his mouth through the bra. Both of them found it extremely arousing.
Guru then pulled down her panties. It was completely soaked. He threw it on the floor.
He made her bend over, holding the TV stand. He took her torn saree, looked at it for a moment, then tore it into two pieces.
He placed his hand on her back, unhooked her bra from behind, pulled it forward, and removed it completely. For the first time in her life, Krithika’s breasts were fully exposed to a man other than her husband.
Guru squeezed them harder, sucked her nipples, drank her milk, and licked every drop that flowed down her breasts.
“Krithika…”
“Sir…”
“Shall we go inside?”
“Hmm… Let’s go, Sir…”
“Are you tired?”
“A little, Sir…”
“That’s why I told you earlier to drink the milk.”
Saying that, he lifted her in his arms, carried her to the bedroom, and threw her on the bed. Then he came back and locked the door.
He removed all his clothes, stood only in his underwear, and lay on top of her.
They rolled on the bed, crushing the flowers. They rolled over each other again and again. The heat of their body friction made Guru’s cock rock hard, almost tearing his underwear. Krithika noticed his huge bulge from the corner of her eye while rolling on him and felt it.
Guru sprinkled flowers on her body, crushed them, and rubbed them on her. The mixture of sweat and jasmine fragrance intoxicated both of them.
The woman who had reluctantly agreed for the sake of her husband and family was now experiencing far more pleasure than what Raghu had ever given her — even before Guru actually penetrated her. It had already been more than half an hour.
Finally, Guru laid her on her back, spread her legs wide, and positioned himself. Krithika looked at his massive erection with shock and fear.
“Krithika… Krithika…”
“Sir…”
“Shall I remove my underwear?”
She stayed silent.
“Tell me… Shall I remove it?”
“Hmm… Sir…”
“Okay, you get up a little.”
Krithika got up on her knees. Guru brought his crotch very close to her face and slowly pulled down his underwear. His massive cock sprang out like an arrow and slapped hard against her lips. Krithika was stunned and wiped her lips.
Understanding what he wanted next, she held his cock with her hands and slowly brought it towards her mouth. Guru stopped her.
“What are you doing?”
“You were going to ask me to do this anyway… so I thought I’d do it myself.”
“Yes, I was going to ask. But not like this. Let’s try something new.”
“New?”
“Yes… Have you heard of 69?”
“Hmm… I know.”
“Have you done it with Raghu?”
She stayed silent.
“Tell me… Have you tried it with him?”
“Hmm… Once.”
“What we are going to do now is similar. But I’m not going to lick your pussy. I’m going to drink milk from your breasts.”
“Aaha… How is that possible, Sir?”
“I know yoga. I can bend my body. Now sit.”
Guru lay down, crossed his legs around her head, and pulled her head down. Because his cock was very big, it easily reached her mouth.
“Hey… What are you looking at? Suck it quickly.”
As he shouted, Krithika took his cock into her mouth like eating a kulfi and started sucking. Guru pulled her breasts back, twisted her nipples, and took them into his mouth, sucking milk hungrily.
The more she sucked, the harder he sucked her breasts. He released her head, lay on top of her, and moved down to her pussy. He spread her pussy lips with his fingers, rubbed her clit, and made her pleasure skyrocket. Her juices started flowing heavily. She sucked his cock even more aggressively.
Guru licked and played with her pussy. Before inserting his cock, his tongue went deep inside, exploring her.
Finally, both got ready for the main act.
He pulled his cock out of her mouth (it was dripping with her saliva) and placed it at her pussy entrance. Krithika lay on her back and spread her legs wide. Guru pushed slowly. Krithika screamed.
“Sir… slowly… It’s too big…”
Even for Guru, it was difficult to push in.
“What da… Your pussy is so tight. What has Raghu been doing all these years? How big is his cock?”
“I don’t know the size, Sir.”
“Is it smaller than mine?”
“Yes… It’s normal size.”
“It’s hard to go in now. If I push hard, it will go in, but it will hurt you a lot. Suck me again and make it wet.”
He put his cock back in her mouth. She sucked it vigorously. Then he pulled it out, placed it at her entrance again, and pushed. It was still tight, but with more pressure, half his cock went in. Krithika screamed loudly.
“Baby… If I thrust hard, it will hurt more. You move your hips slowly.”
She did as told. Slowly, half his cock moved in and out. Even that felt huge inside her compared to Raghu.
Guru continued like this for some time. Then he lay down, pulled her on top, and made her sit on his cock slowly. Inch by inch, his cock disappeared inside her. When half was in, she already felt full.
“Sit down fully, Krithika. Bear it a little.”
She hesitated, then slowly lowered herself. Suddenly, his entire cock went deep inside. She endured the pain for a while, holding his hands, then started moving up and down. Guru enjoyed the sight of her bouncing breasts, squeezed them, and sucked her nipples.
Then he flipped her, made her sit facing the mirror, and fucked her hard while she watched. After that, he put her in doggy style and pounded her pussy mercilessly. Finally, he put her in missionary position, kissed her lips, sucked her breasts, and fucked her deeply, making her cum three times.
He fucked her continuously, stopping and starting, for more than 40 minutes. Finally, without warning, he filled her pussy with his hot cum.
While he was cumming inside her, Krithika felt the hot liquid shooting deep inside. She scratched his back hard, her kumkum mixed with sweat dripping, and lay there exhausted with cum leaking from her pussy.
Guru lay down beside her, panting.
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