10-01-2019, 04:17 PM
Above all, there was his penis. It was a thing of beauty, a joy to behold a greater joy still for a woman to stroke and caress and lick and suck and then be fucked by. Limp, it was bigger and thicker and longer than most erections: it dangled a good ten inches in length, over an inch and a half around, before a brace of big, low, loaded balls that stored, she knew, an almost unending cornucopia of delicious jizz. When erect, it would swell to an awe-inspiring eleven-and-a half inches or more in length, over two and a half around.
It sprang from a mat of cropped black curly pubic hair. He regularly had one of his lovers shave the shaft all the way down to the base. There were good reasons for this. For one thing, there were some women with whom he performed on stage or on film who could take his cock whole, when erect. Then, the sight of his smooth, hairless penis glistening and throbbing, plunging in and out of cunts, mouths, anuses added to the eroticism. But, more important, he found it gave him greater satisfaction and allowed him to gauge his lover's responses a fraction more accurately. It was this attention to detail, to minute that set him apart from the rest and made him their leader. She loved it this way. She loved him, every bit of him every inch of his cock. True, Kishore's was a tad bigger - but, as he himself readily admitted, Suhas was by far his superior in matters lecherous.
Now Suhas smiled in pleasure as Geeta bent her head and began to suck on his nipples gently, her sharp, warm, moist tongue and fierce teeth nibbling and suckling and toying with his nipples, arousing them painfully. Meanwhile, her elegant fingers coiled about the shaft of his cock and began to caress it expertly and it swelled and thickened in her fist. She moved to the other nipple, sucking hard, letting go sucking hard again. He moaned and murmured and caressed her face and the nape of her long neck, her dangling breasts, finding them swollen and turgid.
Geeta slid lower, her lips at his belly, then lower still. Suhas gasped when Geeta knelt before him, and, her breathing short, her fist curling lovingly around his cock, her lips parting, her long tongue snaked out over his cock-head and flickered across his glans. Geeta felt a thrill of pleasure at his response. She began to jerk his cock slowly, licking and kissing his cock, sucking on his balls, not yet giving him the satisfaction of her warm mouth. He held her head in hands and tugged her mouth to his rampant penis.
"*Chul* ... *chul* Geeta Eṉ cēval cak cak,!" he gasped in Hindi and Tamil. "Suck it hard!"
At last, she relented, her face distending, cheeks hollowing as she parted her lips wide to engulf him deep in her mouth. He groaned, holding her head, looking down to watch her, fascinated by the sight of his enormously swollen penis, now dark and glistening, flecked with his pre-cum gunk emerging and disappearing into her mouth. She licked his cock-head slowly, sucked tenderly.
The warmth, the moisture, the incessant sucking setting his loins aflame, her cheeks were distended with the size of his monstrous cock in her mouth. The bangles tinkled on her slim wrists. Her head jerked back and forth, the strands of the *mangalsutra* tossing on her chest. Her *sari* was undone, her blouse open, her breasts, small and firm bare, the long nipples hard as rock. He groaned as she began to suck him off harder still, her head rocking back and forth, drawing him deeper and deeper into her mouth, slurping audibly on his cock. He grunted, fucking her face slowly, with exquisite pleasure, moving her head with his hands to suit his pleasure, moving it back and forth, back and forth.
Her fingers were now sticky and shining with his jizz. His balls ached for release. He felt his jizz surge powerfully in his loins. Her mouth was pure magic, warm and moist, sucking with an insistent pressure. Her delicate tongue toyed and played with his cock-head and shaft so adroitly that he was tempted to cave in and let her drink his juice. He succumbed to the temptation. He fucked her mouth rapidly, pumping his hips at her face, jerking her head back and forth with one hand. She sucked him effortlessly and hard, knowing what he intended and desiring it, too. He came suddenly, spurting hot jizz into her mouth. She groaned in her throat and swallowed his gunk, opening her lips wide and closing her eyes, shaking his cock to spatter her face and breasts. She licked her lips lasciviously and caught the dribbling gunk on her cheeks and licked her fingers sensuously.
He grinned. His cock was still rock-hard and she knew he could fuck her several times before he was sated. She sucked his cock again and he fucked her face gently for a long time, till he was finally ready for her cunt. He dropped to his knees beside her.
They kissed again, and he – the 52 year old tasted the muskiness of his own jizz on her lips- the 49 year old and tongue as she responded hungrily, her arms curling lovingly about his massive shoulders. He stripped her completely and caressed her slender body tenderly. She quivered at his touch, her large breasts growing hot and tight as he fondled them, her thick, long nipples quivering exquisitely. Kneeling before each other, they kissed and caressed one another. She moaned, her mouth wide open, her eyes fluttering as thick rivers of passion rippled through her body. He drew his finger along her slit and she trembled, dying for something - anything - to fill it. Her cunt-lips were sodden, the juices flowing and oozing warm and musky.
He moved back with his legs folded beneath him, on his knees, and made her turn around, her back to him. She understood at once the position he desired to take and she turned about on her knees, her thighs spreading wide. She backed herself onto his lap, one hand on the floor before her, the other between their legs, holding his rigid, throbbing cock delicately by the cock-head, guiding it to her hole. She paused, trembling, with his burning cock-head at the portals of her wet cunt. Tensing, her head arching, she squeezed his cock-head into her slit. It was huge, distending her cunt-lips painfully wide open, hot and throbbing, pulsating and vibrating inside her.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" She moaned in a low, lust-laden tone.
"Mm c'mon ... *Intavoru intavoru* ... Geeta *chul* ..." he murmured softly, her cunt like a furnace, hot and wet, clamping, sucking, spasm almost uncontrollably on his penis. She released his cock, and leaned forward on both hands now. They paused for a long moment, savouring the exquisite delicacy of the sensations in their loins. Her head was arched, her back and lovely spine arched deeply inward, her buttocks flexed and taut as her cunt spasm and clamped and sucked hard on his cock. He caressed her gently, his hands sliding up and down her flanks and back and torso, making her shudder in delight. He reached around her and caught her rigid, throbbing nipples, twirling them in his fingers. His lips pressed hot at the nape of her neck, and her face turned now to one side, her lips questing for his. He kissed her deeply, thrusting his tongue into her mouth, fencing it with her own. Their lips parted reluctantly, plucking at each other's, and again his hands ventured over her slender body, exploring all of it, now at her cunt-lips, fingering her clitoris, now between her buttocks, lobbing them open and teasing her puckered anus. She moaned thickly, overcome with lust. Her hips began to writhe, undulating and rolling in heavy, slow circles, churning her cunt-flesh with his massive pestle. He gasped and leaned back on his buttocks, his hands pries her buttocks apart, his eyes riveted by the sight of her expanding cunt-lips gyrating and slowly descending on the monstrous enormity of his penis.
Her breath came in short, rasping gasps as her cunt sank and sank and sank, slowly descending the length of his cock, his penis dark and hard and thick and long disappearing inch by glorious inch into her hot cunt. He pressed his thumbs between her buttocks as she groaned as she felt the insistent pressure at her puckered anus. Again she paused, and now only a good third of his cock still protruded from her impaled cunt. Her shoulders hunched, her head sagged and she gasped, her body heaving and shaking with tension, her belly and loins on fire, her breasts hurting. His cock was so big, so incredibly huge that she thought it would rip in her two from head to cunt, it must surely pierce her and erupt from her throat - and there was still more, and she wanted it all, every little bit; both knew that she could take it; that she would.
Gasping, she began to move before him, rocking back and forth, back and forth on her hands and knees. Her buttocks rose and fell, rose and fell, her spine dipped and arched, her *mangalsutra* tossed and swung. His cock emerged and disappeared between the lobes of her slim buttocks, her cunt rising up its length, then slithering down again. His hands on her hips, he guided her motions, keeping her rhythm steady. With each downward thrust, her cunt slid down deeper and deeper on his cock. He himself did not move, letting her do the work, knowing well what utter satisfaction she derived from it.
Her buttocks flexed and un-flexed rapidly in a squeezing motion, her cunt contracting powerfully on his penis. He grunted. Her belly drew in with the strain and now she was moving rapidly, jerking faster and faster up and down, back and forth, back and forth, up and down, faster and faster and faster. "OH ... OHh ... uhh OHhhh ... Uhhhh ... OHhh ... uhh OHma uhhh Ohma uhh OHhhhmauhh ahhhh uhh ahhhh uhhhh ohhhh ... *saheb* ohhh uhhh Ohhh ... OH ... Oh-OH- OHHH uhh OHHHHHHH!" she went.
She was gasping and panting, her head now arching, now sagging, age was truly not on her side though intent and amorous blood was intact, she was now arching again, her voice ragged already. He fondled her expertly, his own belly sucked in, his hips utterly still, his head bent, watching her buttocks come down deeper and deeper onto his cock. He pursed his lips, his nostrils flared, heat and jizz surging in his loins, his cock hard and hot and throbbing, the thick veins standing out angrily along its length rasping against her inflamed clitoris.
It sprang from a mat of cropped black curly pubic hair. He regularly had one of his lovers shave the shaft all the way down to the base. There were good reasons for this. For one thing, there were some women with whom he performed on stage or on film who could take his cock whole, when erect. Then, the sight of his smooth, hairless penis glistening and throbbing, plunging in and out of cunts, mouths, anuses added to the eroticism. But, more important, he found it gave him greater satisfaction and allowed him to gauge his lover's responses a fraction more accurately. It was this attention to detail, to minute that set him apart from the rest and made him their leader. She loved it this way. She loved him, every bit of him every inch of his cock. True, Kishore's was a tad bigger - but, as he himself readily admitted, Suhas was by far his superior in matters lecherous.
Now Suhas smiled in pleasure as Geeta bent her head and began to suck on his nipples gently, her sharp, warm, moist tongue and fierce teeth nibbling and suckling and toying with his nipples, arousing them painfully. Meanwhile, her elegant fingers coiled about the shaft of his cock and began to caress it expertly and it swelled and thickened in her fist. She moved to the other nipple, sucking hard, letting go sucking hard again. He moaned and murmured and caressed her face and the nape of her long neck, her dangling breasts, finding them swollen and turgid.
Geeta slid lower, her lips at his belly, then lower still. Suhas gasped when Geeta knelt before him, and, her breathing short, her fist curling lovingly around his cock, her lips parting, her long tongue snaked out over his cock-head and flickered across his glans. Geeta felt a thrill of pleasure at his response. She began to jerk his cock slowly, licking and kissing his cock, sucking on his balls, not yet giving him the satisfaction of her warm mouth. He held her head in hands and tugged her mouth to his rampant penis.
"*Chul* ... *chul* Geeta Eṉ cēval cak cak,!" he gasped in Hindi and Tamil. "Suck it hard!"
At last, she relented, her face distending, cheeks hollowing as she parted her lips wide to engulf him deep in her mouth. He groaned, holding her head, looking down to watch her, fascinated by the sight of his enormously swollen penis, now dark and glistening, flecked with his pre-cum gunk emerging and disappearing into her mouth. She licked his cock-head slowly, sucked tenderly.
The warmth, the moisture, the incessant sucking setting his loins aflame, her cheeks were distended with the size of his monstrous cock in her mouth. The bangles tinkled on her slim wrists. Her head jerked back and forth, the strands of the *mangalsutra* tossing on her chest. Her *sari* was undone, her blouse open, her breasts, small and firm bare, the long nipples hard as rock. He groaned as she began to suck him off harder still, her head rocking back and forth, drawing him deeper and deeper into her mouth, slurping audibly on his cock. He grunted, fucking her face slowly, with exquisite pleasure, moving her head with his hands to suit his pleasure, moving it back and forth, back and forth.
Her fingers were now sticky and shining with his jizz. His balls ached for release. He felt his jizz surge powerfully in his loins. Her mouth was pure magic, warm and moist, sucking with an insistent pressure. Her delicate tongue toyed and played with his cock-head and shaft so adroitly that he was tempted to cave in and let her drink his juice. He succumbed to the temptation. He fucked her mouth rapidly, pumping his hips at her face, jerking her head back and forth with one hand. She sucked him effortlessly and hard, knowing what he intended and desiring it, too. He came suddenly, spurting hot jizz into her mouth. She groaned in her throat and swallowed his gunk, opening her lips wide and closing her eyes, shaking his cock to spatter her face and breasts. She licked her lips lasciviously and caught the dribbling gunk on her cheeks and licked her fingers sensuously.
He grinned. His cock was still rock-hard and she knew he could fuck her several times before he was sated. She sucked his cock again and he fucked her face gently for a long time, till he was finally ready for her cunt. He dropped to his knees beside her.
They kissed again, and he – the 52 year old tasted the muskiness of his own jizz on her lips- the 49 year old and tongue as she responded hungrily, her arms curling lovingly about his massive shoulders. He stripped her completely and caressed her slender body tenderly. She quivered at his touch, her large breasts growing hot and tight as he fondled them, her thick, long nipples quivering exquisitely. Kneeling before each other, they kissed and caressed one another. She moaned, her mouth wide open, her eyes fluttering as thick rivers of passion rippled through her body. He drew his finger along her slit and she trembled, dying for something - anything - to fill it. Her cunt-lips were sodden, the juices flowing and oozing warm and musky.
He moved back with his legs folded beneath him, on his knees, and made her turn around, her back to him. She understood at once the position he desired to take and she turned about on her knees, her thighs spreading wide. She backed herself onto his lap, one hand on the floor before her, the other between their legs, holding his rigid, throbbing cock delicately by the cock-head, guiding it to her hole. She paused, trembling, with his burning cock-head at the portals of her wet cunt. Tensing, her head arching, she squeezed his cock-head into her slit. It was huge, distending her cunt-lips painfully wide open, hot and throbbing, pulsating and vibrating inside her.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" She moaned in a low, lust-laden tone.
"Mm c'mon ... *Intavoru intavoru* ... Geeta *chul* ..." he murmured softly, her cunt like a furnace, hot and wet, clamping, sucking, spasm almost uncontrollably on his penis. She released his cock, and leaned forward on both hands now. They paused for a long moment, savouring the exquisite delicacy of the sensations in their loins. Her head was arched, her back and lovely spine arched deeply inward, her buttocks flexed and taut as her cunt spasm and clamped and sucked hard on his cock. He caressed her gently, his hands sliding up and down her flanks and back and torso, making her shudder in delight. He reached around her and caught her rigid, throbbing nipples, twirling them in his fingers. His lips pressed hot at the nape of her neck, and her face turned now to one side, her lips questing for his. He kissed her deeply, thrusting his tongue into her mouth, fencing it with her own. Their lips parted reluctantly, plucking at each other's, and again his hands ventured over her slender body, exploring all of it, now at her cunt-lips, fingering her clitoris, now between her buttocks, lobbing them open and teasing her puckered anus. She moaned thickly, overcome with lust. Her hips began to writhe, undulating and rolling in heavy, slow circles, churning her cunt-flesh with his massive pestle. He gasped and leaned back on his buttocks, his hands pries her buttocks apart, his eyes riveted by the sight of her expanding cunt-lips gyrating and slowly descending on the monstrous enormity of his penis.
Her breath came in short, rasping gasps as her cunt sank and sank and sank, slowly descending the length of his cock, his penis dark and hard and thick and long disappearing inch by glorious inch into her hot cunt. He pressed his thumbs between her buttocks as she groaned as she felt the insistent pressure at her puckered anus. Again she paused, and now only a good third of his cock still protruded from her impaled cunt. Her shoulders hunched, her head sagged and she gasped, her body heaving and shaking with tension, her belly and loins on fire, her breasts hurting. His cock was so big, so incredibly huge that she thought it would rip in her two from head to cunt, it must surely pierce her and erupt from her throat - and there was still more, and she wanted it all, every little bit; both knew that she could take it; that she would.
Gasping, she began to move before him, rocking back and forth, back and forth on her hands and knees. Her buttocks rose and fell, rose and fell, her spine dipped and arched, her *mangalsutra* tossed and swung. His cock emerged and disappeared between the lobes of her slim buttocks, her cunt rising up its length, then slithering down again. His hands on her hips, he guided her motions, keeping her rhythm steady. With each downward thrust, her cunt slid down deeper and deeper on his cock. He himself did not move, letting her do the work, knowing well what utter satisfaction she derived from it.
Her buttocks flexed and un-flexed rapidly in a squeezing motion, her cunt contracting powerfully on his penis. He grunted. Her belly drew in with the strain and now she was moving rapidly, jerking faster and faster up and down, back and forth, back and forth, up and down, faster and faster and faster. "OH ... OHh ... uhh OHhhh ... Uhhhh ... OHhh ... uhh OHma uhhh Ohma uhh OHhhhmauhh ahhhh uhh ahhhh uhhhh ohhhh ... *saheb* ohhh uhhh Ohhh ... OH ... Oh-OH- OHHH uhh OHHHHHHH!" she went.
She was gasping and panting, her head now arching, now sagging, age was truly not on her side though intent and amorous blood was intact, she was now arching again, her voice ragged already. He fondled her expertly, his own belly sucked in, his hips utterly still, his head bent, watching her buttocks come down deeper and deeper onto his cock. He pursed his lips, his nostrils flared, heat and jizz surging in his loins, his cock hard and hot and throbbing, the thick veins standing out angrily along its length rasping against her inflamed clitoris.
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