14-11-2018, 06:06 PM
Amrita cheating big cock of Shekhar
A little something about myself, my name is Amrita, I am a 29 year old from Pune, India.. I’m a very petite white woman about 5’7″ in my heels with deep dark black brown hair. I am obsessive about my body having battled extra pounds through my younger years. I now have a slim body due to all the Shekhare in the gym doing cardio.
My body is very curvaceous, 34D-24-32 and I get many looks that my husband gets very jealous about. My husband Raj and I met in college & were married 5 years ago. We have an average life and we hangout on the on the club scene a lot. I have always been very happy with our sex life until just a few months ago.
My husband Raj had been talking about having his high college buddy Shekhar come and stay with us. Raj and Shekhar were high college teammates on the football team. I didn’t know much about Shekhar, just that he was South Indian and a ladies man. Apparently he was a star running back and my husband was his quarterback and you know football players always get the girls.
I was not thrilled about this, I’ve never really liked any South Indian men that I have met. They all think they are thugs and are cocky because of their supposed large cocks. Raj finally talked Shekhar into coming out. Raj asked me to pick Shekhar up at the airport since he had to work on Friday til 4pm and the flight came in at 1pm.
I pulled up looking for a dark South Indian man not knowing much more. I wound up getting out of the car wearing my gym clothes having come from the gym. I decided to get out of the car and get a better look. I had on my tight workout pants showing off my ample ass & tight tank top that showed off my nice 34D’s.
Then he approached me with his very hip hop looking outfit, he introduced himself and gave me a look up and down. He gave me a hug as I rolled my eyes. We got into my car and he just kept talking about himself, of course. I could feel his eyes looking down my shirt. He was totally checking me out, I was disgusted.
We finally got back to the apartment and we talked some and I told him I was going to go take a nap before I got ready for the club. I was tired of being undressed with his eyes. Shekhar was nice enough but a total perve. He was even watching my ass as I walked to the bedroom. I was awoken to laughs and yelling from my husband and Shekhar.
I could hear Shekhar say ” Damn boy your girl is beautifuuuulll”. I went out the dining room and told Raj that we need to get ready its almost 7pm and we have to get to the city soon. We all started to get ready. I put on my newest teal dress that I bought this week. The neck plunged all the way down to the my belly button and showe off my piercing.
The dress was till my thighs. I love to dress up nice and slutty for the club. It makes me feel nice and sexy and its easy access for Raj when we get home. I had my makeup all done and put on my heels. We sat at a table playing truth or dare. Shekhar asked me, I responded dare knowing that he wanted to know if my tits were real.
I don’t like telling people normally. He then dared me to flirt with the bartender for free drinks. I opened the dress up in the front a little. I went over to the bartender who came right to me asking me what he could get for me. I twirled my hair and passed a naughty smile. I ordered all 3 of our drinks and I asked him how much. He replied “just keep coming back to me beautiful”.
I came back to applause from the table. Raj asked Shekhar truth or dare. He responded with dare. He said I want you to yell out the size of your limp dick. We all laughed. Shekhar yelled out “I’m 8 inches limp, and pleasure for the hoes when I’m not.” Raj and I called him a liar. I knew South Indian men were supposed to be big but that had to be lie.
Later on in the night Raj was loaded and was being a mean drunk like he can be at Shekhares. I asked Shekhar to dance since Raj wasn’t much of a dancer. Shekhar and I were out dancing on the dance floor betweenI were out dancing on the dance floor between everyone. Shekhar was a great dancer, we were dancing to a bunch of hip hop and club music.
I love it when men can dance, we were grinding on each other and getting worked up. I saw he was getting excited and being curious so I rub up against his cock. I was shocked, I had to feel it again. I looked around but not seeing Raj held shekhar’s hand and took it over my waist. We were soon locked and pressed close together.
My tits pressed hard against his chest and his cock pressed firmly on her pussy. I was sure that Raj could not see use closely. We came more closer and rested my head on shekhars shoulders while he was kissing my neck. His hands slowly went up and felt my tits from the side and I just held him tighter,
we were both moving in slow fucking motion soon I was facing the wall and he held me from behind and his cock was deeply planted into my ass. He was massaging my ass from outside and I was just loving it. In a short while shekhar took my hand and had me put it behind my ass then he grasped from outside and pressed his cock on my hand.
I slowly started touching his big cock and stroked it through his jeans while moving my ass in a dry fucking motion.We kept grinding on each other and he kept rubbing my ass on it. I could hear breathe deep. He was so turned on, as was I. As the song ended we went back to check on Raj. Security was kicking him out for being too drunk and passing out.
Shekhar grabbed him and through Raj over his shoulder after taking off his shirt so Raj wouldn’t puke on his shirt. I was amazed at Shekhar’s physique. He had the body of a God, he had tattoos all over his arm and chest. I was definitely more turned on than I had ever been. Raj was in the back seat.
I was pissed at him already so I told Shekhar just to throw him back there and I wasn’t going to deal with him tonight. Shekhar was able to drive since he only had a few drinks. I had about the same but being half his size. Raj passed out before we got on the bridge. While going over the Sancheti bridge, Shekhar told me about how he had never danced with such a sexy woman.
I told him that I had never danced with a man that could move like that. Shekhar then reached over and touched my left nipple through my dress. My pussy was dripping wet, he then touched my other nipple. I glanced back to see Raj passed out. All I could think of was the size of his cock when were dancing. I took his hand sucked on his thumb.
I pushed his hand between my legs. He slipped in one of his fingers then two. I then took his hand and sucked my juices off his fingers. I loved seeing his dark hands on my tanned white body. We hit some traffic and we started making out. He was such a great kisser. I reached for his pants. I undid his belt buckle and then his zipper never breaking our kiss.
He looked up while working through the traffic. I rubbed the enormous bulge in his boxers. He said “I saw the disbelief in your face when I yelled it out to the bar. You gonna believe it now”. I unbuttoned the button on his boxers and out sprung this large organ. His cock was 9″ and as thick as my wrist. He wasn’t even fully hard. I let out a gasp in surprise.
He said “do you believe”? I told him “I believe”. Then my sexual instincts took over, I licked his shaft and rubbed his balls. I then worked my way up and down. I finally took him all the way in my mouth. He pulled back my hair and then moved his hand back to my pussy. I was in ecstasy bobbing my head up and down on this stud.
I when stroked the shaft up and down and opened my esophagus and let him in as far as I could go. He then grabbed me by my hair and led me up and down the length of his cock. I loved that he took control. I was his cock sucking slut and loved every moment of it. We were back in traffic and I glanced my eyes up and saw the car next to us pointing.
I was so turned on to know we were being watched. I went twice as fast and sucked that dick like a realpro. I then felt his cock tense up. I never swallow but that is all I wanted to do when it came to the South Indian stud. Suddenly the largest load I have ever felt filled my mouth and it leaked out of my mouth while I swallowed as much as I could.
Shekhare moaned as he said ” you liked sucking that South Indian dick didn’t you”? I replied with a nod while I got the cum off my lips. As some got on the front of my dress. Shekhar told me ” I’m gonna tear up your pussy before I leave”. I wanted a real man like Shekhar to be inside my pussy. Shekhar continued to play with my pussy and nipples until Raj woke up.
Raj had blacked out and was wondering what he missed. We filled him in on everything, well almost everything. We helped Raj back into bed and I went to babysit Raj. Raj was esleep and Shekhar was sleeping in the guestroom. All I could think about was getting that large cock in my pussy and mouth.
The morning came, Raj was the first one up and he was making breakfast. I guess he was hungry after a night of puking that kept me up all night long. I got up in my nightgown a little sexier than what I would wear with a house guest but I wanted Shekhar to want me again. Shekhar came in just wearing boxers. I couldn’t take my eyes off his body and the bulge in his boxers.
When Raj turned away I gave Shekhare a nice shot of my shaved pussy. I could see the movement in his boxers. My nipples were so hard seeing him effected by my playfulness. All three of us hung out together all day long. We went to the mall. While at lunch I slipped off one of my heels and rubbed Shekhar’s crotch with my foot.He was having a real hard Shekhare listening to Raj talk about the good ol’days. We would be walking and Shekhar would grab my ass and I would try to one up him. I wanted this man bad and did everything to make sure he didn’t forget. We got home after a long day and we all went to bed. Raj was asleep and I couldn’t stop thinking about the black cock in the other room.
I slipped out of bed and walked into the guest bedroom. There was Shekhar lying on his back nude without any covers. I was drawn to this man. I slipped to the bed and put my mouth around his cock and started working on his cock and balls. He woke up and said “its about Shekhare I’ve been wanting that tight pussy of yours”.
I slipped off my night gown showing off my brown nipple and my shaven clit. I kept working on this stud; the then pulled my pussy to his mouth. He had such a large tongue and before I knew it I was coming. I then straddled this monster cock that I craved. I lowered myself on his cock slowly. I got about 3 inches in and I could feel my pussy being stretched.
The sharp pain was only superceded by the excitement and pure pleasure. He slowly worked in his cock 4 then 5 inches. All the Shekhar his hand playing with my nipples. When he got his entire cock in I cried out with my hand over my mouth. He was touching places that none of my lovers have ever touched. I went into a moan.
I could feel him tense up and cum inside my moist stretched pussy. I asked him ” How does that pussy feel”? As I broke into my second orgasm. He came but he was still some what hard. He said “It’s the tightest pussy I have every felt.” He then grabbed my hips and moved me back and forth on his cock. I could feel his cock getting harder again. I moaned.This was definitely the best sex ever. I cried out in ecstasy. I came again, I was out of my mind. I pulled myself off of him and leaned my ass towards me. He then attacked my pussy doggy style. I could hear and feel his balls slapping my ass. I then came again for the fifth Orgasm. Raj had never got me to cum more than twice with his 5 inch cock.
I had never been with a real man till now and I was feeling the difference. I moaned out “I want your cum in my pussy, I want to feel your seed” He then picked up the pace and we both moaned in ecstasy. I then rolled over and we held each other. I told my lover that I didn’t want him to leave on Sunday. He said that he wanted to fuck my pussy everyday.
I told him that he will have to come back soon and I would eventually make some trips out to Delhi to be with him for some crazy sex. After Shekhar left Raj and I continued on with our lives and I would always tell him to invite over Shekhar. He was a sweet guy. If only he knew the me, like my black cock stud.
A little something about myself, my name is Amrita, I am a 29 year old from Pune, India.. I’m a very petite white woman about 5’7″ in my heels with deep dark black brown hair. I am obsessive about my body having battled extra pounds through my younger years. I now have a slim body due to all the Shekhare in the gym doing cardio.
My body is very curvaceous, 34D-24-32 and I get many looks that my husband gets very jealous about. My husband Raj and I met in college & were married 5 years ago. We have an average life and we hangout on the on the club scene a lot. I have always been very happy with our sex life until just a few months ago.
My husband Raj had been talking about having his high college buddy Shekhar come and stay with us. Raj and Shekhar were high college teammates on the football team. I didn’t know much about Shekhar, just that he was South Indian and a ladies man. Apparently he was a star running back and my husband was his quarterback and you know football players always get the girls.
I was not thrilled about this, I’ve never really liked any South Indian men that I have met. They all think they are thugs and are cocky because of their supposed large cocks. Raj finally talked Shekhar into coming out. Raj asked me to pick Shekhar up at the airport since he had to work on Friday til 4pm and the flight came in at 1pm.
I pulled up looking for a dark South Indian man not knowing much more. I wound up getting out of the car wearing my gym clothes having come from the gym. I decided to get out of the car and get a better look. I had on my tight workout pants showing off my ample ass & tight tank top that showed off my nice 34D’s.
Then he approached me with his very hip hop looking outfit, he introduced himself and gave me a look up and down. He gave me a hug as I rolled my eyes. We got into my car and he just kept talking about himself, of course. I could feel his eyes looking down my shirt. He was totally checking me out, I was disgusted.
We finally got back to the apartment and we talked some and I told him I was going to go take a nap before I got ready for the club. I was tired of being undressed with his eyes. Shekhar was nice enough but a total perve. He was even watching my ass as I walked to the bedroom. I was awoken to laughs and yelling from my husband and Shekhar.
I could hear Shekhar say ” Damn boy your girl is beautifuuuulll”. I went out the dining room and told Raj that we need to get ready its almost 7pm and we have to get to the city soon. We all started to get ready. I put on my newest teal dress that I bought this week. The neck plunged all the way down to the my belly button and showe off my piercing.
The dress was till my thighs. I love to dress up nice and slutty for the club. It makes me feel nice and sexy and its easy access for Raj when we get home. I had my makeup all done and put on my heels. We sat at a table playing truth or dare. Shekhar asked me, I responded dare knowing that he wanted to know if my tits were real.
I don’t like telling people normally. He then dared me to flirt with the bartender for free drinks. I opened the dress up in the front a little. I went over to the bartender who came right to me asking me what he could get for me. I twirled my hair and passed a naughty smile. I ordered all 3 of our drinks and I asked him how much. He replied “just keep coming back to me beautiful”.
I came back to applause from the table. Raj asked Shekhar truth or dare. He responded with dare. He said I want you to yell out the size of your limp dick. We all laughed. Shekhar yelled out “I’m 8 inches limp, and pleasure for the hoes when I’m not.” Raj and I called him a liar. I knew South Indian men were supposed to be big but that had to be lie.
Later on in the night Raj was loaded and was being a mean drunk like he can be at Shekhares. I asked Shekhar to dance since Raj wasn’t much of a dancer. Shekhar and I were out dancing on the dance floor betweenI were out dancing on the dance floor between everyone. Shekhar was a great dancer, we were dancing to a bunch of hip hop and club music.
I love it when men can dance, we were grinding on each other and getting worked up. I saw he was getting excited and being curious so I rub up against his cock. I was shocked, I had to feel it again. I looked around but not seeing Raj held shekhar’s hand and took it over my waist. We were soon locked and pressed close together.
My tits pressed hard against his chest and his cock pressed firmly on her pussy. I was sure that Raj could not see use closely. We came more closer and rested my head on shekhars shoulders while he was kissing my neck. His hands slowly went up and felt my tits from the side and I just held him tighter,
we were both moving in slow fucking motion soon I was facing the wall and he held me from behind and his cock was deeply planted into my ass. He was massaging my ass from outside and I was just loving it. In a short while shekhar took my hand and had me put it behind my ass then he grasped from outside and pressed his cock on my hand.
I slowly started touching his big cock and stroked it through his jeans while moving my ass in a dry fucking motion.We kept grinding on each other and he kept rubbing my ass on it. I could hear breathe deep. He was so turned on, as was I. As the song ended we went back to check on Raj. Security was kicking him out for being too drunk and passing out.
Shekhar grabbed him and through Raj over his shoulder after taking off his shirt so Raj wouldn’t puke on his shirt. I was amazed at Shekhar’s physique. He had the body of a God, he had tattoos all over his arm and chest. I was definitely more turned on than I had ever been. Raj was in the back seat.
I was pissed at him already so I told Shekhar just to throw him back there and I wasn’t going to deal with him tonight. Shekhar was able to drive since he only had a few drinks. I had about the same but being half his size. Raj passed out before we got on the bridge. While going over the Sancheti bridge, Shekhar told me about how he had never danced with such a sexy woman.
I told him that I had never danced with a man that could move like that. Shekhar then reached over and touched my left nipple through my dress. My pussy was dripping wet, he then touched my other nipple. I glanced back to see Raj passed out. All I could think of was the size of his cock when were dancing. I took his hand sucked on his thumb.
I pushed his hand between my legs. He slipped in one of his fingers then two. I then took his hand and sucked my juices off his fingers. I loved seeing his dark hands on my tanned white body. We hit some traffic and we started making out. He was such a great kisser. I reached for his pants. I undid his belt buckle and then his zipper never breaking our kiss.
He looked up while working through the traffic. I rubbed the enormous bulge in his boxers. He said “I saw the disbelief in your face when I yelled it out to the bar. You gonna believe it now”. I unbuttoned the button on his boxers and out sprung this large organ. His cock was 9″ and as thick as my wrist. He wasn’t even fully hard. I let out a gasp in surprise.
He said “do you believe”? I told him “I believe”. Then my sexual instincts took over, I licked his shaft and rubbed his balls. I then worked my way up and down. I finally took him all the way in my mouth. He pulled back my hair and then moved his hand back to my pussy. I was in ecstasy bobbing my head up and down on this stud.
I when stroked the shaft up and down and opened my esophagus and let him in as far as I could go. He then grabbed me by my hair and led me up and down the length of his cock. I loved that he took control. I was his cock sucking slut and loved every moment of it. We were back in traffic and I glanced my eyes up and saw the car next to us pointing.
I was so turned on to know we were being watched. I went twice as fast and sucked that dick like a realpro. I then felt his cock tense up. I never swallow but that is all I wanted to do when it came to the South Indian stud. Suddenly the largest load I have ever felt filled my mouth and it leaked out of my mouth while I swallowed as much as I could.
Shekhare moaned as he said ” you liked sucking that South Indian dick didn’t you”? I replied with a nod while I got the cum off my lips. As some got on the front of my dress. Shekhar told me ” I’m gonna tear up your pussy before I leave”. I wanted a real man like Shekhar to be inside my pussy. Shekhar continued to play with my pussy and nipples until Raj woke up.
Raj had blacked out and was wondering what he missed. We filled him in on everything, well almost everything. We helped Raj back into bed and I went to babysit Raj. Raj was esleep and Shekhar was sleeping in the guestroom. All I could think about was getting that large cock in my pussy and mouth.
The morning came, Raj was the first one up and he was making breakfast. I guess he was hungry after a night of puking that kept me up all night long. I got up in my nightgown a little sexier than what I would wear with a house guest but I wanted Shekhar to want me again. Shekhar came in just wearing boxers. I couldn’t take my eyes off his body and the bulge in his boxers.
When Raj turned away I gave Shekhare a nice shot of my shaved pussy. I could see the movement in his boxers. My nipples were so hard seeing him effected by my playfulness. All three of us hung out together all day long. We went to the mall. While at lunch I slipped off one of my heels and rubbed Shekhar’s crotch with my foot.He was having a real hard Shekhare listening to Raj talk about the good ol’days. We would be walking and Shekhar would grab my ass and I would try to one up him. I wanted this man bad and did everything to make sure he didn’t forget. We got home after a long day and we all went to bed. Raj was asleep and I couldn’t stop thinking about the black cock in the other room.
I slipped out of bed and walked into the guest bedroom. There was Shekhar lying on his back nude without any covers. I was drawn to this man. I slipped to the bed and put my mouth around his cock and started working on his cock and balls. He woke up and said “its about Shekhare I’ve been wanting that tight pussy of yours”.
I slipped off my night gown showing off my brown nipple and my shaven clit. I kept working on this stud; the then pulled my pussy to his mouth. He had such a large tongue and before I knew it I was coming. I then straddled this monster cock that I craved. I lowered myself on his cock slowly. I got about 3 inches in and I could feel my pussy being stretched.
The sharp pain was only superceded by the excitement and pure pleasure. He slowly worked in his cock 4 then 5 inches. All the Shekhar his hand playing with my nipples. When he got his entire cock in I cried out with my hand over my mouth. He was touching places that none of my lovers have ever touched. I went into a moan.
I could feel him tense up and cum inside my moist stretched pussy. I asked him ” How does that pussy feel”? As I broke into my second orgasm. He came but he was still some what hard. He said “It’s the tightest pussy I have every felt.” He then grabbed my hips and moved me back and forth on his cock. I could feel his cock getting harder again. I moaned.This was definitely the best sex ever. I cried out in ecstasy. I came again, I was out of my mind. I pulled myself off of him and leaned my ass towards me. He then attacked my pussy doggy style. I could hear and feel his balls slapping my ass. I then came again for the fifth Orgasm. Raj had never got me to cum more than twice with his 5 inch cock.
I had never been with a real man till now and I was feeling the difference. I moaned out “I want your cum in my pussy, I want to feel your seed” He then picked up the pace and we both moaned in ecstasy. I then rolled over and we held each other. I told my lover that I didn’t want him to leave on Sunday. He said that he wanted to fuck my pussy everyday.
I told him that he will have to come back soon and I would eventually make some trips out to Delhi to be with him for some crazy sex. After Shekhar left Raj and I continued on with our lives and I would always tell him to invite over Shekhar. He was a sweet guy. If only he knew the me, like my black cock stud.
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