[maitripatel]

The foul, putrid stench emanating from Neeru’s mouth assaulted my nostrils once again. It was so pungent that my nostrils flared, yet I didn’t pull away. Slowly, I began to suck on his tongue. As I did, he pushed his thick, filthy tongue deeper and deeper into my mouth.

My mouth was wide open now, with Neeru’s tongue reaching deep inside. Saliva, mixed with bitter traces of paan and tobacco, kept flowing into my mouth, and I swallowed it all. A bitter taste spread through my throat, but at the same time, my Choot (pussy) grew even wetter.
 
Neeru’s hands slid up and down my bare waist. The touch of his rough, thick, dark hands set my body ablaze. Every time his fingers pressed into my waist, a shiver raced down my spine. I realized that Saud’s touch had never stirred such intense pleasure in me; Neeru’s touch, by contrast, made my entire body burn with desire.
 
A moment later, Neeru pulled his mouth away from mine. I shifted upward, resting my elbows on his grimy, dark chest. I knew that from this position, he must have had a very sexy view of my boobs, as they were pressed firmly against his chest. And that was exactly what I wanted, for him to see them, to become even more aroused, and to ravish me to his heart’s content, just as I would ravish his Lund (cock). Created by Maitri Patel.
 
Everything unfolded exactly as I had imagined. Neeru’s gaze fell upon my boobs. He reached out and said,
 
“Madam… your tits look so good… I feel like fucking them right now.”
 
I looked into Neeru’s eyes with a sense of pride and replied,
 
“Then go ahead and fuck them… has anyone stopped you? These tits are yours, and every hole I have is yours too. Fuck wherever you please, after all, this body belongs to you now.”
 
Squeezing my boobs, Neeru said,
 
“Sana… it’s these gestures of yours that drive me wild. This surrender of yours only makes me want to fuck you even more.”
 
For the first time, Neeru called me by my name, "Sana", though perhaps with a hint of hesitation. Hearing my name on his lips felt strange, yet not in a bad way. My own servant, a man who performed the most menial of tasks, was now lying on my bed, holding my naked body, and calling me by my name.
 
Neeru placed his hands on my shoulders and began to push me downward. Following his lead, I slowly slid down. As I moved lower, Neeru’s erect Lund (cock) came to rest between my boobs. Assisted by Sauni Patel.
 
The moment I felt his Lund (cock) pressed against my boobs, I looked at him and began to slowly rub my boobs against it. With a smile, I said,
 
“Neeru… it’s standing tall again. Every time I see it, it looks desperate to fuck. What a powerful tool you’ve got there.”
 
Neeru pushed me a little further down and said,
 
“Why don’t you take it into your mouth, then?” As I moved lower, Neeru’s pitch-black Lund (cock) was right in front of my face, directly in my line of sight and close to my lips. I gently took his Lund (cock) in my hand and began moving my hand up and down along its length.
 
Compared to Saud’s, Neeru’s Lund (cock) was incredibly ugly, dirty, and foul. Saud’s was fair, soft, and pristine, whereas Neeru’s was malodorous, filthy, and pitch-black. Its veins stood out, the head was thick and dark, and a thin layer of white gunk had accumulated on it. Yet, the pleasure my Choot (pussy) derived from Neeru’s Lund (cock) was something I had never experienced with Saud’s.
 
The stench of Neeru’s unwashed body seeped into me, inducing a strange, intoxicating high. Far from finding the scent of his body repulsive, I craved to take more and more of it into myself. Saud’s body was always redolent with expensive fragrances, but the pleasure found in the raw, pungent, and natural odor of Neeru’s sweat was something even the costliest of Saud’s sprays could never replicate.
 
I moved my nose slowly around Neeru’s Lund (cock), inhaling its pungent, dirty scent. Perhaps Neeru, too, realized that I wasn’t at all bothered by his foul odor.
 
Neeru reached out gently and removed the ‘jhumar’ (ornamental headpiece) from my hair, placing it on the side table. He then unclasped the precious necklace from around my neck.
 
My neck was now bare, and my long, thick hair fell loose and disheveled. Neeru grabbed my hair with one hand, while with the other, he began rubbing his Lund (cock) against my lips. Under the direction of Funlover.
 
“Sana… suck it now… open your mouth… today I’m going to fill you completely… this very Lund (cock) of mine will satisfy every part of you. Just tend to it, and it will bring you relief.”
 
I looked up at Neeru. My lips parted slowly. His dark, filthy, foul-smelling Lund (cock) brushed against my pink lips. I stuck out my tongue and began to lick the tip of his Lund (cock).
 
It tasted bitter, salty, and foul, yet, that very taste only drove my Choot (pussy) into a deeper, wilder frenzy.
 
The night was still long… and this strange, insatiable thirst of mine remained unquenched. It was hard to say if, or when, it would ever be satisfied.
 
Would it ever be satisfied, or would it only continue to intensify…
 
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Now that's it for the day here.



Next episode will come only after Diwaali.


Until then Maitri Patel, Sauni Patel, and Funlover wish you a Very HAPPY DIWALI and NEW YEAR.



JAY BHARAT.