08-01-2019, 03:44 PM
"Yeh ... take it ... c'mon, whore ... take my cock!" the doctor grunted softly.
"Mm ... yes ... fuck me, doctor ... fuck my cunt," she whimpered. "Oh yes ... oh that's good, doc ... shove it in, baby ... shove your cock right up my slit ... ahh uhhh yeh ... oh god yes! C'mon, doctor ... fuck me! Fuck me hard!"
Holding her hips, he jerked his cock rapidly and hard in and out of her cunt, gasping and moaning in joy. Her breasts swung with his thrusts and, groaning, he thrust furiously in and out of her cunt while squeezing and crushing her breasts in his hands.
JayaNessa had orgasm violently and, seconds later, groaning loudly, the doctor plunged his penis into her with a slow, deep, skewering thrust, rammed in, drew out, rammed in again, and yet again, each piercing thrust drawing a shuddering gasp from her throat.
He slid out of her and she groaned in understanding, her chest heaving, her body flushed and tingling from the wonderful orgasm and slipped to her knees before him.
He pulled her head to his crotch again and fucked her mouth slowly, his head bent, watching her, rocking her head back and forth with his hands, pumping his hips. His cock was slippery and sticky with their juices and it smelled and tasted divine. JayaNessa sucked him languorously, whimpering with pleasure, jerking and pumping his cock with growing confidence.
Arun came in her mouth. JayaNessa moaned, her mind leaping with delight at the warm, tangy taste and smell of it, sucked it eagerly. Instinctively, she opened her mouth and lets it spurt down her throat and splash on her breasts and face. The doctor gasped and kept coming and coming till he had emptied his load.
JayaNessa swallowed his seed gratefully. The doctor bent and kissed her tenderly, slipping his tongue into her mouth, his hands on her breasts.
"Come back tomorrow for a daily checkup, JayaNessa," he murmured, smiling slyly. "I think I may need to check your rectum."
She grinned, getting to her fees, fondling his cock and balls. "I'd like that," she murmured. "I'd like that very much indeed, doctor."
She came back the next day and every day after that for a week. The doctor charged no fees.
In the meantime, Rama was busy fucking Kamesh and Jayanessa was trying her luck enticing Kamesh.
Rama's thoughts and memory slipped a year back when immediately after losing his virginity, he took her virginity at Vizag while returning to his place in the North going back from the coastal North Andhra where he had taken his aunt Suseela.
They had come in the morning that day and soon her father and his left for some village to inspect some lands and the mothers and others were too tired post lunch and she was in her room trying to keep her mind fixed to stable things, she was very disturbed with him around and today was no different – he had told her a few days ago how his aunt had seduced him and Rama was upset – she wanted him to take her as a first man to have a first woman – she wanted him for her and this was defeating how that bitch Suseela had beaten her in this game – and claimed the line of victory. Anyways now she was going to make him pay and make him all hers.
Late afternoon and lazy day - Rama was twenty when she lost her virginity to the
Cousin – well hung prick this hot afternoon. Everyone else was out of the house or deeply asleep and she was supposed to be studying for her exams.
Actually, she was fantasizing, and the pages were a blur. It was hot and humid. The ceiling fan barely stirred the torpid air. She unbuttoned her cotton shirt and pulled it open. She was not wearing a bra, and she fanned herself with her notebook, shivering as her nipples popped erect. A ribbon of sweat trickled through her deep cleavage. She squeezed her breasts gently, rolling the mounds under her palms and tweaked her nipples. Her breasts grew warm and heavy.
Somehow, it wasn't good enough. Sighing, she turned back to her books. It was impossible. Soon, her mind was wandering again. Sighing, she got up and, knotting her shirt-tails under her breasts, leaving her midriff bare, wandered out of the room and went into the kitchen. The refrigerator hummed silently, promising coolness Small mercies.
She got herself a drink of water and ice from the freezer. She popped several cubes in her glass and taking three or four in her hand, ran them around her temples, over her face and through her cleavage. It felt very sexy. Her nipples hardened again. Smiling with pleasure, she slid her hand under the open lapels of her shirt and moved the ice cubes over her nipples. They quivered and she felt her cunt suddenly ooze with excitement.
She turned, with her hand still inside her shirt, over her breast, and froze in shock. At the door, watching her quietly stood the desirous cousin, Kamesh. Her jaw dropped and she gaped at him and flushed, too shocked even to move her hand out of her shirt. He stood watching her silently, expressionless.
He was obviously a handsome young man in his early eighteen, was tall and dark, with a strong, rough-hewn, handsome face. His hair was thick and dark. He was clean-shaven. His body was muscular with broad shoulders, a cleaved chest, a flat belly and long arms and legs thick with muscle. She had often fantasized about him fucking her.
Kamesh stood still, as if carved of stone. The ice melted in her hand and stained her shirt. She slid her hand out, her heart pounding in her chest, her lips open, gasping softly, her eyes wide, her head roaring with terror and fear, a deep clench in her gut. He had seen her. It was too late. She was found out.
They stood still, staring at each other and their eyes locked and, as his eyes burned into her, she felt a sudden frisson of excitement. He was so sexy and, in this heat, he had taken off his shirt and was clad only in his tight shorts. Involuntarily, her eyes slid to his crotch and lingered on the tempting bulge between his legs.
He stepped forward silently and she pressed herself back against the fridge door. Slowly, he came up to her, his eyes never leaving hers. She cowered against the fridge, looking up at him. His body was very close to hers, almost touching her. She could smell the tangy, sexy, sweaty odour of his body. She noticed that his armpits were shorn. His chest was sexily clear of any trace of hair. His nipples were very dark and sharp in small aureoles. She wanted to lean forward and suck one of them. He inched closer and his broad, strong feet touched hers. Her hands dropped to her sides.
Slowly, he hooked his fingers in the knot of her shirt and pulled it wide. His hands cupped her face and tilted it up to his. His lips fluttered over hers. She closed her eyes. His lips fastened on hers and she felt them part and his tongue pressed to her lips. She could not resist. Her lips opened and his tongue slid into her mouth. Simultaneously, his hands slid down her neck and over her breasts. Rama trembled and her nipples shot out and her breasts grew hot and hard. Instinctively, her arms curled around his shoulders. Kissing her gently, deeply, he squeezed her breasts, fondling them adroitly. His groin pressed to her belly and she could feel the hard length of his penis. She felt dizzy with lust ... she had never felt a real penis before, never been so close to any man.
"I ...," she began as the kiss broke, but he silenced her by kissing her again.
She grew feverish and trembled with excitement as his evidently expert hands fondled and aroused her gently. His hands slid down her belly and over her buttocks, down to the backs of her thighs, then moved around to the front. His fingers slid into the baggy legs of her shorts and she stiffened as she felt them crawl up towards her crotch. He moved them higher and continued kissing and nuzzling her neck, tonguing her ear, nibbling her earlobe. Pulling her shorts in a tight V at her crotch, he pressed his fingertips to her slit. It was already wet and her legs shook and parted of their own accord as he pulled her cunt-lips open and gently drew his fingers along her crack. It was already moist and his fingers danced over the soft bush of her pubic hair, gently teasing her cunt-lips open and touching the wet, warm flesh within.
Then he pushed his hands down the waistband of her shorts and squeezed her buttocks and prising them open, he pressed his fingertip to her anus.
Rama moaned softly and, her hands on his belly, bent her head to his dark, solid chest, kissed his nipple and began to suck it gently. She flipped her tongue erotically at the dark, hard stub and he grunted. Her face was soft and her mouth was warm and tempting. Tiny, fiery flames of pleasure leaped through his muscular frame. She sucked harder on his nipple.
It surprised and pleased him. He smiled, and his teeth were strong and white and even. He pulled her shorts down and she was naked in his arms. His fingers caressed her cunt and anus and breasts again. Her excitement growing, she caressed his hard belly and chest, sucking his nipples by turn. Her fingers fluttered at the base of his belly. He stopped caressing her, to unbutton his shorts and pull down his fly. His shorts peeled open and involuntarily, her hand dropped between his legs.
The first touch of his penis was electrifying. Her fingers flew away and immediately returned and, this time, closed around the massive thickness of his shaft. She pulled his shorts down and freed his penis. He stepped back and she looked down. It was the loveliest thing she had seen. Seven inches long, still limp, it was an inch and a half thick. His balls were heavy and low. She cupped them gently and squeezed his penis, drew her fingers tenderly up and down its length, examining its contours. It was smoothly shorn down to the hilt and, though she did not know it then, she was soon to learn the reason for this. He smiled at her awe and she felt his hands pushing her gently to her knees.
With a shuddering moan, she slipped to her knees before her Kamesh. He looked down at her and nodded.
"Come ... frig me ... like this ..."
He guided her hand and showed her how to masturbate him, flipping his foreskin back. His cock-head was thick and dark.
"You want it, don't you?"
She nodded, her eyes riveted on his penis, the first she had known, the first of a long succession of cocks that were to revel in her flesh.
She jerked it with increasing confidence as it stirred and began to lengthen and thicken in her hand.
"You must take it in your mouth and suck it. Use your tongue especially."
Moaning softly, Rama caressed her face with his cock, her eyes half closed. It felt wonderful, warm and heavy and thick, more erotic than anything she had imagined. It smelled musky and sexy. Her head swam with excitement.
"Mm ... yes ... fuck me, doctor ... fuck my cunt," she whimpered. "Oh yes ... oh that's good, doc ... shove it in, baby ... shove your cock right up my slit ... ahh uhhh yeh ... oh god yes! C'mon, doctor ... fuck me! Fuck me hard!"
Holding her hips, he jerked his cock rapidly and hard in and out of her cunt, gasping and moaning in joy. Her breasts swung with his thrusts and, groaning, he thrust furiously in and out of her cunt while squeezing and crushing her breasts in his hands.
JayaNessa had orgasm violently and, seconds later, groaning loudly, the doctor plunged his penis into her with a slow, deep, skewering thrust, rammed in, drew out, rammed in again, and yet again, each piercing thrust drawing a shuddering gasp from her throat.
He slid out of her and she groaned in understanding, her chest heaving, her body flushed and tingling from the wonderful orgasm and slipped to her knees before him.
He pulled her head to his crotch again and fucked her mouth slowly, his head bent, watching her, rocking her head back and forth with his hands, pumping his hips. His cock was slippery and sticky with their juices and it smelled and tasted divine. JayaNessa sucked him languorously, whimpering with pleasure, jerking and pumping his cock with growing confidence.
Arun came in her mouth. JayaNessa moaned, her mind leaping with delight at the warm, tangy taste and smell of it, sucked it eagerly. Instinctively, she opened her mouth and lets it spurt down her throat and splash on her breasts and face. The doctor gasped and kept coming and coming till he had emptied his load.
JayaNessa swallowed his seed gratefully. The doctor bent and kissed her tenderly, slipping his tongue into her mouth, his hands on her breasts.
"Come back tomorrow for a daily checkup, JayaNessa," he murmured, smiling slyly. "I think I may need to check your rectum."
She grinned, getting to her fees, fondling his cock and balls. "I'd like that," she murmured. "I'd like that very much indeed, doctor."
She came back the next day and every day after that for a week. The doctor charged no fees.
In the meantime, Rama was busy fucking Kamesh and Jayanessa was trying her luck enticing Kamesh.
Rama's thoughts and memory slipped a year back when immediately after losing his virginity, he took her virginity at Vizag while returning to his place in the North going back from the coastal North Andhra where he had taken his aunt Suseela.
They had come in the morning that day and soon her father and his left for some village to inspect some lands and the mothers and others were too tired post lunch and she was in her room trying to keep her mind fixed to stable things, she was very disturbed with him around and today was no different – he had told her a few days ago how his aunt had seduced him and Rama was upset – she wanted him to take her as a first man to have a first woman – she wanted him for her and this was defeating how that bitch Suseela had beaten her in this game – and claimed the line of victory. Anyways now she was going to make him pay and make him all hers.
Late afternoon and lazy day - Rama was twenty when she lost her virginity to the
Cousin – well hung prick this hot afternoon. Everyone else was out of the house or deeply asleep and she was supposed to be studying for her exams.
Actually, she was fantasizing, and the pages were a blur. It was hot and humid. The ceiling fan barely stirred the torpid air. She unbuttoned her cotton shirt and pulled it open. She was not wearing a bra, and she fanned herself with her notebook, shivering as her nipples popped erect. A ribbon of sweat trickled through her deep cleavage. She squeezed her breasts gently, rolling the mounds under her palms and tweaked her nipples. Her breasts grew warm and heavy.
Somehow, it wasn't good enough. Sighing, she turned back to her books. It was impossible. Soon, her mind was wandering again. Sighing, she got up and, knotting her shirt-tails under her breasts, leaving her midriff bare, wandered out of the room and went into the kitchen. The refrigerator hummed silently, promising coolness Small mercies.
She got herself a drink of water and ice from the freezer. She popped several cubes in her glass and taking three or four in her hand, ran them around her temples, over her face and through her cleavage. It felt very sexy. Her nipples hardened again. Smiling with pleasure, she slid her hand under the open lapels of her shirt and moved the ice cubes over her nipples. They quivered and she felt her cunt suddenly ooze with excitement.
She turned, with her hand still inside her shirt, over her breast, and froze in shock. At the door, watching her quietly stood the desirous cousin, Kamesh. Her jaw dropped and she gaped at him and flushed, too shocked even to move her hand out of her shirt. He stood watching her silently, expressionless.
He was obviously a handsome young man in his early eighteen, was tall and dark, with a strong, rough-hewn, handsome face. His hair was thick and dark. He was clean-shaven. His body was muscular with broad shoulders, a cleaved chest, a flat belly and long arms and legs thick with muscle. She had often fantasized about him fucking her.
Kamesh stood still, as if carved of stone. The ice melted in her hand and stained her shirt. She slid her hand out, her heart pounding in her chest, her lips open, gasping softly, her eyes wide, her head roaring with terror and fear, a deep clench in her gut. He had seen her. It was too late. She was found out.
They stood still, staring at each other and their eyes locked and, as his eyes burned into her, she felt a sudden frisson of excitement. He was so sexy and, in this heat, he had taken off his shirt and was clad only in his tight shorts. Involuntarily, her eyes slid to his crotch and lingered on the tempting bulge between his legs.
He stepped forward silently and she pressed herself back against the fridge door. Slowly, he came up to her, his eyes never leaving hers. She cowered against the fridge, looking up at him. His body was very close to hers, almost touching her. She could smell the tangy, sexy, sweaty odour of his body. She noticed that his armpits were shorn. His chest was sexily clear of any trace of hair. His nipples were very dark and sharp in small aureoles. She wanted to lean forward and suck one of them. He inched closer and his broad, strong feet touched hers. Her hands dropped to her sides.
Slowly, he hooked his fingers in the knot of her shirt and pulled it wide. His hands cupped her face and tilted it up to his. His lips fluttered over hers. She closed her eyes. His lips fastened on hers and she felt them part and his tongue pressed to her lips. She could not resist. Her lips opened and his tongue slid into her mouth. Simultaneously, his hands slid down her neck and over her breasts. Rama trembled and her nipples shot out and her breasts grew hot and hard. Instinctively, her arms curled around his shoulders. Kissing her gently, deeply, he squeezed her breasts, fondling them adroitly. His groin pressed to her belly and she could feel the hard length of his penis. She felt dizzy with lust ... she had never felt a real penis before, never been so close to any man.
"I ...," she began as the kiss broke, but he silenced her by kissing her again.
She grew feverish and trembled with excitement as his evidently expert hands fondled and aroused her gently. His hands slid down her belly and over her buttocks, down to the backs of her thighs, then moved around to the front. His fingers slid into the baggy legs of her shorts and she stiffened as she felt them crawl up towards her crotch. He moved them higher and continued kissing and nuzzling her neck, tonguing her ear, nibbling her earlobe. Pulling her shorts in a tight V at her crotch, he pressed his fingertips to her slit. It was already wet and her legs shook and parted of their own accord as he pulled her cunt-lips open and gently drew his fingers along her crack. It was already moist and his fingers danced over the soft bush of her pubic hair, gently teasing her cunt-lips open and touching the wet, warm flesh within.
Then he pushed his hands down the waistband of her shorts and squeezed her buttocks and prising them open, he pressed his fingertip to her anus.
Rama moaned softly and, her hands on his belly, bent her head to his dark, solid chest, kissed his nipple and began to suck it gently. She flipped her tongue erotically at the dark, hard stub and he grunted. Her face was soft and her mouth was warm and tempting. Tiny, fiery flames of pleasure leaped through his muscular frame. She sucked harder on his nipple.
It surprised and pleased him. He smiled, and his teeth were strong and white and even. He pulled her shorts down and she was naked in his arms. His fingers caressed her cunt and anus and breasts again. Her excitement growing, she caressed his hard belly and chest, sucking his nipples by turn. Her fingers fluttered at the base of his belly. He stopped caressing her, to unbutton his shorts and pull down his fly. His shorts peeled open and involuntarily, her hand dropped between his legs.
The first touch of his penis was electrifying. Her fingers flew away and immediately returned and, this time, closed around the massive thickness of his shaft. She pulled his shorts down and freed his penis. He stepped back and she looked down. It was the loveliest thing she had seen. Seven inches long, still limp, it was an inch and a half thick. His balls were heavy and low. She cupped them gently and squeezed his penis, drew her fingers tenderly up and down its length, examining its contours. It was smoothly shorn down to the hilt and, though she did not know it then, she was soon to learn the reason for this. He smiled at her awe and she felt his hands pushing her gently to her knees.
With a shuddering moan, she slipped to her knees before her Kamesh. He looked down at her and nodded.
"Come ... frig me ... like this ..."
He guided her hand and showed her how to masturbate him, flipping his foreskin back. His cock-head was thick and dark.
"You want it, don't you?"
She nodded, her eyes riveted on his penis, the first she had known, the first of a long succession of cocks that were to revel in her flesh.
She jerked it with increasing confidence as it stirred and began to lengthen and thicken in her hand.
"You must take it in your mouth and suck it. Use your tongue especially."
Moaning softly, Rama caressed her face with his cock, her eyes half closed. It felt wonderful, warm and heavy and thick, more erotic than anything she had imagined. It smelled musky and sexy. Her head swam with excitement.
Like, Comment and Give Rating.
![[+]](https://xossipy.com/themes/sharepoint/collapse_collapsed.png)