13-01-2019, 04:20 PM
Meena - Saga of Tumultuous Sex Ch. 03b
Meena had a definitive plan in mind to quickly visit her mom at the hospital and return the same night, she was near to the clinic when she got a call and it was her sister, "Meena – don't worry, Ma is fine we are taking her back home. You can carry on with your work, take care" for Meena this was great news – she wanted to finish off the ass job with Prakash, her ass was yet tingling with the penetration of all edibles provided by Prakash and she knew it would be a different taste for him when he would slide again to lick the bung hope upon her return.
It was premature to guess but she knew he would thoroughly lick her and tongue fuck her there before buggering the precious hole, he treasured the ass of woman like most virile men do – men who have hard dicks are not happy with the pussy alone, they love reaming their women and it is plural because wives rarely give in to these demands – they may do it with another man but not with their own husbands, for instance Meena was yet to allow Robert in her ass.
She was back in the hotel in a dishelmed state and rushed to the room and knocked and knocked and knocked, she was confused why was he not opening up and then she saw him coming out of the lift towards the room, elegant and sound wearing nice shorts and a white T shirt. He looked great- with his hair swinging and tied behind, she did not notice it earlier that he was sporting pretty long hair though he was losing his hairline in the forehead area.
He took her in his arms – 'Come pretty fast, was wondering which slut movie to watch for the night. Thank you very much' she could feel his hard on, it was pressing against her tummy easy and hard.
They went inside and he noticed that she was wearing a sexy sari and he could not take his eyes off his secretary, she was now in a different dress. The floor and bed was still wet and moist with her sweat and their fuck. He lay with his hips at the edge, his feet on the floor, his penis thrust proudly upward through his shorts.
Meena moaned and, dropping to her knees, caressed his cock wantonly and quickly removed his shorts, he was not wearing underwear and started with fondling the prick and jerking the shaft in her fingers.
Bending her head, she licked and sucked the protruding cock-head.
Prakash groaned; it felt wonderful.
Opening her mouth wide, she sucked on his cock-head gently, running her tongue cunningly around the gorged, thick, slimy knob. Lifting her eyes, watching his face, opening her mouth wide, she licked his cock-head lasciviously, lapping delicately at the beads of pre-cum gunk that oozed from the long slit in the tip.
"Oh fuck yes; you are full of energy, where did you go, to get on to some aphrodisiac!" Prakash groaned, his head bent, watching her, as aroused by the sight of her sucking his cock as the actual fellatio. "C'mon! Suck it!"
Meena smiled, her sexy fingers twinkling on his cock-shaft. She licked the sheath wantonly, and then sucked his cock-head again till he stopped her. She rose to her feet, gorgeous, alluring, her body glistening with sweat, glittering with the wet like adornment of sweat gunk on her face and breasts. She straddled his hips, her feet on the floor, and legs astride the bed over his groin. The long slits on the inside legs of her transparent sari and petticoat parted, exposing her naked, wet cunt and buttocks, in her slit. She took his cock in one hand, pulled the petticoat slightly to one side and slowly lowered her cunt to his cock. Her cunt-lips brushed his cock-head. She moved his cock back and forth and round and round gently, smiling wantonly down at him, her eyes glittering as she stimulated her clitoris and slit with his prick and glands. He could feel the wet heat of her cunt on his cock-head.
"C'mon! Sit on my dick my slut – you are ready for my best friend Shuja we will have him visiting us tomorrow, fuck him and will make you real rich, he is my biggest customer and friend, you know him, he has his eyes on you every time he came to our office, same guy, young stud and virile, you will love his prick!" he grunted.
Meena hissed in pleasure, she secretly had been fantasizing about Shuja for quite a while and yes she also wanted him badly and this was a shot in her cunt kind of a news for her and she bit her lower lip. Slowly, she eased her cunt down onto his cock. The thick cock-head popped into her cunt and she gasped softly, gritting her teeth, sucking in her breath, arching her head. Her mouth opened, and her tongue ran sensuously across her upper lip. Holding his shaft in one hand, keeping the petticoat lifted clear with the other, she began to swirl her hips in slow, wide arcs, snapping them sharply as she brought them around. His cock-head churned her molten cunt-flesh, mashing her quivering clitoris.
"Oh Meena darling yes!" she gasped, chewing her lower lip again.
Her hands slid away from his cock and the petticoat and moved erotically up her body, caressing her crotch, then her belly, rising under her sexy fake necklace to her breasts, lifting and squeezing them in her excitement. Her head turned to one side, a mask of pleasure. Prakash watched her, transfixed. Now it seemed to him and he wanted to confess that she was the sexiest woman he had ever fucked.
She hissed in pleasure, and her hands moved higher, over her neck and face and then she lifted her arms high, her hands linked behind her head and tilted her face up. Her legs spread wide, her knees deeply bent, she ground her hips round and round, moving faster and faster, gasping and moaning, her elbows pushed up and out.
Her breasts wobbled and jiggled as she moved and he slid his hands up her body and squeezed them, making her groan loudly. Again and again her wicked tongue arched over her upper lip in a curiously wanton action that aroused him intensely. Now she slid her hands down to her buttocks and under them, pulling the curved lobes open, her fingertips reached beneath for his shaft, teasing it gently.
"Ohhh yes, Meena darling ... ohhh that's so good, lover! Fuck ... yes oh fuck yes! That's it ... mm; c'mon ... squeeze my tits, Prakash! Squeeze them hard! Ohhh yes ... that's it!"
Biting her lower lip, she leaned forward from the waist, her hands on the insides of her thighs and, gradually, began lowering her cunt onto the cock. She gasped and winced as the first and last bit into her cunt-flesh. Slowing, she moaned, her nostrils flared, her eyes bright and sharp with lust.
"Slowly," she gasped. "I want to feel every inch of it going in ... mm, yes ... that's it ... ohhh yes ... oh god that's so good ... fuck, your cock's so big!"
Prakash fought to contain himself as her taut, fiery cunt slid down on his armored penis, engulfing him in her volcanic flesh. Lower and lower her cunt sank, taking his cock deeper and deeper into her flesh. She gasped and moaned and groaned loud obscenities as the prick crushed her wet cunt-flesh. The petticoat down her crotch glittered against the black cock, an intensely sexy sight set against the wet black curls of her pubic hair and the soft brightness of her cunt-flesh. At last she had him entirely inside her, her buttocks on his thighs, his balls pressed to her cunt-lips. She whimpered and rocked forward, her hands on his deep chest. Her head tilted to one side, she looked at him with glittering eyes.
"Fuck me slowly," she whispered, and bending over, kissed him lasciviously, slipping her tongue erotically in and out of his mouth, tonguing his nipples.
He squeezed her breasts and slid his hands up and down her sweating back, fingering her anus. He had no doubt that she would like being fucked in the ass, and he intended to do it. As she rose, he squeezed her breasts together and sucked on them simultaneously, whipping her rigid nipples with his tongue, scbanging his teeth over the hard points. Meena shuddered, gasping in joy. Her necklaces rasped between their bodies. Their hips ground together, undulating and rocking and swaying. Meena arched her head and gasped. Her face was suffused with pleasure: Her eyes were half-closed, her mouth open in an erotic O, her nostrils flared. The little nose-stud winked in her left nostril.
"Oh god yes ... ohhhhhh uhhh yes!" she moaned.
Slowly, she straightened above him, gasping and panting heavily, the thick, armor-clad cock ground in her sodden, steaming cunt and with a deep shudder, she began to move slowly, lifting her hips sliding her cunt up the length of his reinforced erection. As the hard knobs and spikes scbangd out of her flesh, she gasped thickly, chewing her lower lip in tension. Higher and higher she lifted her cunt, till the sheath was out of her flesh and only the cock-head was between her cunt-lips. Then, with a sobbing gasp, she sank her hips again, her buttocks unlading. Simultaneously, Prakash arched his hips in unison, to meet hers in descent. The thick penis rasped into her flesh again and her mouth tore open and her face contorted in a rectus of lust as the thick cock pierced her flesh.
Meena had a definitive plan in mind to quickly visit her mom at the hospital and return the same night, she was near to the clinic when she got a call and it was her sister, "Meena – don't worry, Ma is fine we are taking her back home. You can carry on with your work, take care" for Meena this was great news – she wanted to finish off the ass job with Prakash, her ass was yet tingling with the penetration of all edibles provided by Prakash and she knew it would be a different taste for him when he would slide again to lick the bung hope upon her return.
It was premature to guess but she knew he would thoroughly lick her and tongue fuck her there before buggering the precious hole, he treasured the ass of woman like most virile men do – men who have hard dicks are not happy with the pussy alone, they love reaming their women and it is plural because wives rarely give in to these demands – they may do it with another man but not with their own husbands, for instance Meena was yet to allow Robert in her ass.
She was back in the hotel in a dishelmed state and rushed to the room and knocked and knocked and knocked, she was confused why was he not opening up and then she saw him coming out of the lift towards the room, elegant and sound wearing nice shorts and a white T shirt. He looked great- with his hair swinging and tied behind, she did not notice it earlier that he was sporting pretty long hair though he was losing his hairline in the forehead area.
He took her in his arms – 'Come pretty fast, was wondering which slut movie to watch for the night. Thank you very much' she could feel his hard on, it was pressing against her tummy easy and hard.
They went inside and he noticed that she was wearing a sexy sari and he could not take his eyes off his secretary, she was now in a different dress. The floor and bed was still wet and moist with her sweat and their fuck. He lay with his hips at the edge, his feet on the floor, his penis thrust proudly upward through his shorts.
Meena moaned and, dropping to her knees, caressed his cock wantonly and quickly removed his shorts, he was not wearing underwear and started with fondling the prick and jerking the shaft in her fingers.
Bending her head, she licked and sucked the protruding cock-head.
Prakash groaned; it felt wonderful.
Opening her mouth wide, she sucked on his cock-head gently, running her tongue cunningly around the gorged, thick, slimy knob. Lifting her eyes, watching his face, opening her mouth wide, she licked his cock-head lasciviously, lapping delicately at the beads of pre-cum gunk that oozed from the long slit in the tip.
"Oh fuck yes; you are full of energy, where did you go, to get on to some aphrodisiac!" Prakash groaned, his head bent, watching her, as aroused by the sight of her sucking his cock as the actual fellatio. "C'mon! Suck it!"
Meena smiled, her sexy fingers twinkling on his cock-shaft. She licked the sheath wantonly, and then sucked his cock-head again till he stopped her. She rose to her feet, gorgeous, alluring, her body glistening with sweat, glittering with the wet like adornment of sweat gunk on her face and breasts. She straddled his hips, her feet on the floor, and legs astride the bed over his groin. The long slits on the inside legs of her transparent sari and petticoat parted, exposing her naked, wet cunt and buttocks, in her slit. She took his cock in one hand, pulled the petticoat slightly to one side and slowly lowered her cunt to his cock. Her cunt-lips brushed his cock-head. She moved his cock back and forth and round and round gently, smiling wantonly down at him, her eyes glittering as she stimulated her clitoris and slit with his prick and glands. He could feel the wet heat of her cunt on his cock-head.
"C'mon! Sit on my dick my slut – you are ready for my best friend Shuja we will have him visiting us tomorrow, fuck him and will make you real rich, he is my biggest customer and friend, you know him, he has his eyes on you every time he came to our office, same guy, young stud and virile, you will love his prick!" he grunted.
Meena hissed in pleasure, she secretly had been fantasizing about Shuja for quite a while and yes she also wanted him badly and this was a shot in her cunt kind of a news for her and she bit her lower lip. Slowly, she eased her cunt down onto his cock. The thick cock-head popped into her cunt and she gasped softly, gritting her teeth, sucking in her breath, arching her head. Her mouth opened, and her tongue ran sensuously across her upper lip. Holding his shaft in one hand, keeping the petticoat lifted clear with the other, she began to swirl her hips in slow, wide arcs, snapping them sharply as she brought them around. His cock-head churned her molten cunt-flesh, mashing her quivering clitoris.
"Oh Meena darling yes!" she gasped, chewing her lower lip again.
Her hands slid away from his cock and the petticoat and moved erotically up her body, caressing her crotch, then her belly, rising under her sexy fake necklace to her breasts, lifting and squeezing them in her excitement. Her head turned to one side, a mask of pleasure. Prakash watched her, transfixed. Now it seemed to him and he wanted to confess that she was the sexiest woman he had ever fucked.
She hissed in pleasure, and her hands moved higher, over her neck and face and then she lifted her arms high, her hands linked behind her head and tilted her face up. Her legs spread wide, her knees deeply bent, she ground her hips round and round, moving faster and faster, gasping and moaning, her elbows pushed up and out.
Her breasts wobbled and jiggled as she moved and he slid his hands up her body and squeezed them, making her groan loudly. Again and again her wicked tongue arched over her upper lip in a curiously wanton action that aroused him intensely. Now she slid her hands down to her buttocks and under them, pulling the curved lobes open, her fingertips reached beneath for his shaft, teasing it gently.
"Ohhh yes, Meena darling ... ohhh that's so good, lover! Fuck ... yes oh fuck yes! That's it ... mm; c'mon ... squeeze my tits, Prakash! Squeeze them hard! Ohhh yes ... that's it!"
Biting her lower lip, she leaned forward from the waist, her hands on the insides of her thighs and, gradually, began lowering her cunt onto the cock. She gasped and winced as the first and last bit into her cunt-flesh. Slowing, she moaned, her nostrils flared, her eyes bright and sharp with lust.
"Slowly," she gasped. "I want to feel every inch of it going in ... mm, yes ... that's it ... ohhh yes ... oh god that's so good ... fuck, your cock's so big!"
Prakash fought to contain himself as her taut, fiery cunt slid down on his armored penis, engulfing him in her volcanic flesh. Lower and lower her cunt sank, taking his cock deeper and deeper into her flesh. She gasped and moaned and groaned loud obscenities as the prick crushed her wet cunt-flesh. The petticoat down her crotch glittered against the black cock, an intensely sexy sight set against the wet black curls of her pubic hair and the soft brightness of her cunt-flesh. At last she had him entirely inside her, her buttocks on his thighs, his balls pressed to her cunt-lips. She whimpered and rocked forward, her hands on his deep chest. Her head tilted to one side, she looked at him with glittering eyes.
"Fuck me slowly," she whispered, and bending over, kissed him lasciviously, slipping her tongue erotically in and out of his mouth, tonguing his nipples.
He squeezed her breasts and slid his hands up and down her sweating back, fingering her anus. He had no doubt that she would like being fucked in the ass, and he intended to do it. As she rose, he squeezed her breasts together and sucked on them simultaneously, whipping her rigid nipples with his tongue, scbanging his teeth over the hard points. Meena shuddered, gasping in joy. Her necklaces rasped between their bodies. Their hips ground together, undulating and rocking and swaying. Meena arched her head and gasped. Her face was suffused with pleasure: Her eyes were half-closed, her mouth open in an erotic O, her nostrils flared. The little nose-stud winked in her left nostril.
"Oh god yes ... ohhhhhh uhhh yes!" she moaned.
Slowly, she straightened above him, gasping and panting heavily, the thick, armor-clad cock ground in her sodden, steaming cunt and with a deep shudder, she began to move slowly, lifting her hips sliding her cunt up the length of his reinforced erection. As the hard knobs and spikes scbangd out of her flesh, she gasped thickly, chewing her lower lip in tension. Higher and higher she lifted her cunt, till the sheath was out of her flesh and only the cock-head was between her cunt-lips. Then, with a sobbing gasp, she sank her hips again, her buttocks unlading. Simultaneously, Prakash arched his hips in unison, to meet hers in descent. The thick penis rasped into her flesh again and her mouth tore open and her face contorted in a rectus of lust as the thick cock pierced her flesh.
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