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At this stage she wanted more from me. This surprised me a little. So, I opened up my full throttle of thrusts brutally the way a driver rams down on the accelerator as if to smash his car to commit suicide. I felt my penis burning inside her pussy heated up with repeated friction of my thrusts. And it pained excruciatingly too. I feared if the outer skin of my cock peeled off completely the way it burnt like chilli powder has been smeared on it. It did not surprise me when she too complained of same burning sensations from her pussy out of violent lovemaking. Yet, she asked me not to slow down and I followed her request.




After another few minutes, I became aware her upward thrusts suddenly increased in speed and force. I knew she was about to reach orgasm. So, I withdrew my deep-breathing technique to enable me to ejaculate simultaneously to her climax. And, I guessed it right. After one minute, she held my body very tightly and crushed my cock inside her pussy by contracting her vaginal muscles. Her body shivered involuntarily with a strong spasm inside her pussy. Then she made a big bounce with her buttocks, arched her body and remained in the air. This was followed with a thunderous roar of deep moan which, I feared, might have shaken the whole building. Luckily, at that precise second, I too climaxed pumping my cock milk inside her. At the time of ejaculation, I kept my cock thrust deeply buried inside her spraying my milk into her uterus. She said she felt intermittent jets of a thick liquid filling her tunnel. 



As I found her body going limp, I told her not to remove her legs from around my body and remain like that for several minutes. My idea was to get my cock milk absorbed by her uterus. So I lay on her body now without motions with her legs still around my buttocks.

After a couple of minutes, she woke from her slumber. She kissed and licked my whole face in admiration. She said: "Jai darling, this the best, wonderful and fully satisfying fuck I got for the first....." Again I stopped her short. We laughed. Then I removed my cock out of her pussy.



As my cock and her pussy continued to burn and pain out of our just completed violent fucking session, I asked her to bring some ice. She brought some ice cubes and two plates. Both of us sat on the floor facing each other closely keeping our legs wide apart showing our respective sex organs to each other. She suggested she would apply ice on my cock and I should apply ice on her pussy. I liked the idea. Keeping a plate each beneath in front of us, we began to apply ice on each other. "Aaahhhh...." both of us moaned out of the soothing effect of ice. She jumped joyfully when I tried to insert a small piece of the ice into her pussy. In retaliation, she too tried to penetrate the orifice on my cock with an ice piece. Both of us were enjoying our play.



While I watched her merrily, she took the plate from under my cock containing the water melted from the ice during application on my penis and drank it greedily as if it was nectar. Reciprocally, I too drank the water from the plate collected from the ice applied on her pussy.

Later, we lay side by side on the bed hugging each other and taking rest. I looked at the wall-clock which showed twelve past midnight. I asked her: "Darling, do you want more fucking sessions or should I go to my flat now......"

She closed my mouth with her hand instantly and said: "No Jai, you are not going; you will spend the whole night fucking me. I will not leave you. Any way, my hubby would be reaching tomorrow afternoon. We won't get another golden opportunity like this. This is my honeymoon night. You know, I was a married virgin for all these years. It would not be an exaggeration if I said you broke my hymen today. I want you to fuck me till morning and leave me bleeding to die."



I was confident I have deposited as much semen inside her womb enough to make her pregnant and deliver a dozen babies in one shot. When I said so, she laughed at the top of her voice. She said: "I wish and pray so, Jai. I want to become the mother of your child. If it is going to be a son, I will name him Raj and if it is a daughter, I shall call her Jaya and you know both are parts of your name Jairaj." I smiled and said: "May all your cherished dreams come true."

After half an hour, she showed signs of desire for the next session. It was then I felt my urinary bladder was full. I told her I would come back soon after urination. As I nearly entered their common latrine, I found her just behind me. She pulled me out and dragged me to her bathroom. We went in. She sat on her knees in front of me. Then, to my utter astonishment, she asked me to urinate on to her face. As I hesitated, she persisted. She even caught hold of my cock and shook it violently. I knew excessive sexual urge had gone into her head making her blind and mad. With a little effort, I started to urinate on to her face. She kept her face on the path of the stream splashing my warm urine all over her face. She seemed to swim in a pool of orgy. Then she opened her mouth, took the stream into her mouth directly and began to drink my urine greedily the way a thirsty desert traveler keeps his open mouth towards the sky and drinks the rain drops.



She said: "Darling, I know you consumed a little of my urine along with my pussy juice earlier. Did you think I would let you alone have the pleasure of drinking my urine? Now, after drinking your urine, my thirst is quenched."

As I smiled, she asked me: "Do you want to drink my urine more and quench your thirst too?"

Frankly, I had not thought of drinking her urine, not because I was having any repugnance, but just like that. I guessed she believed I enjoyed drinking her urine drops earlier. Now, I am in a dilemma. If I said 'No' she might feel it bad. She might feel if she could drink my urine just now and I could also consume her pussy juice, why I should be averse to drink her urine also when I have already consumed a few drops of it a little earlier. So it became obligatory on my part to give her the share of pleasure on reciprocal terms. I told myself that everything is fair in love and war. I remembered, after all, once I had done this before with a girl during our sex play in the room of a water park.



I said: "Okay, darling, I would love to drink yours also. Give it to me."

So, she stood in akimbo keeping her legs and thighs wide apart. I sat on my knees and brought my mouth to her urinary opening in her vulva. I saw her making some efforts to begin urination. Then suddenly, her warm urine began to spurt out intermittently. Initially it fell all over my face. She stopped urinating and giggled merrily seeing my condition. Then bending over me, she caught hold of my head and guided my mouth close to her urethra. She pressed my head hard to her pussy now. I opened my mouth and kept it pressed to her opening. She began to urinate again. Gush of her urine filled my mouth which I gulped down my throat though two little streams were flowing out through the corners of my mouth. 



She was enjoying very much to see the way I got my mouth filled and drank her urine. After my consuming 6-7 gulps, her urine flow stopped. I got up and she immediately kissed me on my lips. With her tongue, she licked her own urine from all over my face. Later, both of us washed off our faces and rest of our bodies with water and mopped with a towel.



I was turning to come back to the bedroom when she hugged me tightly from behind with her left hand. She brought her free right hand to my front and caught my penis. Keeping her boobs tightly pressed to my back, she began to move her buttocks and rub her pussy over my asses. I allowed her to have her pleasure. We moved to the room inch by inch as we could not take long strides while she continued to rub her pussy on my asses.

I asked if she minded to switch off the air-conditioner and fan for sometime. She replied: "Surely I don't mind. But why, Jai"?

I did not answer. I got up and switched off both the fan and air-conditioner. I went to other rooms searching for an armless chair. I got one and brought it to the bedroom. She was watching me curiously.

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Then I took her to the bed and made her lay on her front across the bed. I went to her buttocks now. Bending over her body, I separated her big, fleshy yet shaped asses and found her anus. Bringing my mouth in between her asses, I extended my tongue into the valley between her mountains of asses. My tongue touched her anal hole and began to rub it continuously. "Hhhhaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii" she released a wild hiss in extreme pleasures. "Oh lovely Jai, it is a wonderful idea. Your licking my anus is giving me equal pleasures as you licked my pussy" she screamed. In the mad orgy, she raised her buttocks arching her body very high to encourage my licking further. I continued to give her the pleasures for some more time as I had no intention to shoot my tongue into her rectum. It was inconceivable, but after two minutes suddenly she attained a sort of orgasm as I found she discharged some juices from her pussy wetting the bed. 




Following this, she made her body flat and lay on the bed over the wetness. I lovingly slapped her buttocks. She lay like that for a few minutes.

With the fan and air-conditioner switched off, the temperature inside the room was mounting up. We began to perspire heavily. Both of us got up.
First I sat on the chair and asked her to suck my cock to erect it again. She sat on the floor in front of me and began to suck it more gladly for her own pleasures than to oblige me. While she sucked, I kept my hands on her head caressing her tresses. The coolness it the atmosphere had vanished totally and temperature increased inside the room.



Then I asked her if she would do something I told her to do. She smiled and said: "Why are you asking me so, Jai? Why don't you order me? I am pleased to do anything and everything for you"

I said: "Sonakshi, I am curious to see how you masturbated and fucked yourself with a fountain-pen. Will you give a demonstration?"

She laughed loudly. "Ohhh...do you want to see that? You are very naughty, Jai. Okay. I shall show it for you"

As she went to bring the fountain-pen, I came to the bed and sat on it. She came and sat in front of me. She separated her legs and thighs widely showing her pussy to me. I suppressed a sudden urge to grab her and thrust my cock into her pussy. She bent her head forward to see her big pussy. Then while she separated the pussy lips with her left hand, she slowly inserted the back of the fountain-pen into her tunnel. I was watching merrily. She shot it inside up to the cap of the pen. Then she brought it out and thrust it again repeatedly.

She looked up at my face and giggled. "This way I fuck myself" she said.



As she continued with her masturbation once I caught hold of her hand, brought it along with the pen to my mouth. I took the portion of the pen that went inside her pussy into my mouth and licked it. That pleased her very much. She said: "Oh Jai, you are very loving, indeed."

Then she said: "Jai, I have shown you how I masturbated. Now, you give me a demonstration how you do it whenever you become hot." She quickly added: "But darling, when you ejaculate, I want to have all your cum sprayed and spilled on my face and body. Okay?"

I smiled and replied okay. I sat on the edge of the bed and she took her position sitting on the floor between my legs. I covered my cock with my palm and fingers and began to rub it up and down repeatedly. When I did it, I was watching her pussy and boobs and imagined I was fucking her. As I was not fucking in reality but masturbating only, there was no need for me to delay ejaculation. Within two minutes, I felt I was about to climax. So I told her so. She urged me to spurt my cum on her face and body. So, I tightly held the tip of my cock with two fingers to prevent the cum from flowing out. I brought my cock over her face and made shaking movements releasing my grip on its orifice. My thick cum splashed all over her face and mouth. Some liquid fell on her neck and boobs also. She remained motionless. The cum on her face began to flow down in channels and fell on to her bosom. She was enjoying it very much while I watched her.



I said: "Sonakshi, this cum goes wasted unnecessarily. Instead, I must have deposited it inside your pussy to increase the chances of your becoming pregnant."

She said with a little alarm in her voice: "Oh yes, Jai, you are right. Okay, will you bring a big soon from the dining table?"

I brought one spoon and gave it to her. I watched her curiously as she collected the big drops of my cum on her body in the spoon. Then she lay on the bed on her back with a pillow under her buttocks. She separated her thighs and said to me: "Darling, pour this cum into my pussy as much as possible."



It made me really laugh. I said: "Sonakshi, this won't work." Still, yielding to her persistence, I separated her pussy lips, widened her hole with my fingers and poured the cum into her tunnel. Only a little of the cum percolated inside, rest spilled to outside her pussy. She lay like that for another five minutes to allow her body absorb my cum.

Then, she sat up. She took the spoon and licked. I watched her swallow whatever remnant of cum was left on the soon. She consumed it as if it was a very costly medicine.

As she did so, her attention shifted to my sagging cock now. She took it inside her mouth and began to suck it. She swallowed whatever cum drops was left on my cock. Then she licked my whole cock with her tongue and made it dry and clean.



We lay on bed side by say again for fifteen minutes. Suddenly, without provocation, she sprang on me like a wild tigress bringing her body on top of me. Though she could not get my cock inside her pussy, she thrust her pussy and rubbed it on my cock savagely for several minutes. This made my cock erect again.

I rolled over and came out of the bed. I went back to the armless chair and sat on it. I asked her to sit on my laps. She sat on my thighs with her legs hanging at either side over my legs and chair. This brought close contacts of our nude bodies with her pussy at level with my erect cock. We hugged each other, engaged in wild kisses and smooches. We struggled and vied with each other to suck each other's lips and tongue. While doing so, she was keeping her big boobs tightly pressed to my chest. Due to our love struggles and rising temperature, our bodies began to perspire heavily. I saw a trickle of sweat running between her breasts. I licked and swallow it madly. Then I began to squeeze her big boobs. As her boobs have been fully drenched with the sweat, often my hands slipped from the grips. Both of us enjoyed and she appreciated my idea.

As we got sufficiently aroused, I asked her to insert my cock into her pussy. She adjusted her sitting position a little, caught hold my cock with her right hand and guided into her cave. With a little pull and push, my cock fully went inside her. Now, I asked her to dominate and pilot the fucking. She merrily jumped and bounced on me sending my cock in and out of her. Each time, she stood up with support of her legs on the floor and dropped her body to glide my elevated cock into her pussy. In the downward heave, she rammed her boobs hard on my chest pressing her lips on mine in a crashing kiss.



"Jai...oh... you are marvelous. Your idea is splendid and superb. You know, in this position, your cock is smashing my uterus. I want to fuck like this throughout the night" she yelled. I allowed her to fuck in her own way and enjoy.

But after five minutes, she got up. She took a few steps backward and lay sprawled on the floor on her back. I watched her sway and swing her body, legs and hands left and right on the floor. The way she crept and wriggled her entire body looked like a long snake struggling to crawl and move on a slippery floor. She reminded me of a cabaret dancer I saw in a film trying to seduce the spectators. Sometimes, she arched her body thrusting the boobs and pussy alternatively to height as much as possible.



Watching her movements, I felt a heavy gush of blood into my cock. I caught my cock in my right hand and approached her. I began to hit her face, boobs and pussy with my cock as if it was a short thick stick. Both of us were enjoying immense pleasure out of this play. I knew excessive sexual urge and lust have made her mad and blind. I tried to mount on her and penetrate her throbbing pussy with my cock. I was still struggling in my attempt to penetrate her when she made a curious turn of play.

As my cock went half inside her, she shook her buttocks making my cock slipping out of her tunnel. She stood up and began to retreat backward still facing me. I tried to grab her but she managed to evade me laughingly. She looked as if she was trying to save herself from my attempt to stab her with a dagger. I too stood up and advanced towards her. She reached the corner of the walls preventing further retreats. As I reached her, she separated her legs and thighs showing her pussy in a crouching manner. I thrust and guided my cock into her in a massive heave with my pelvic and she also helped me. I caught hold of her hands and pinned to the walls as if she was crucified. Then I began to make my brutal stabs with my cock deep into her pussy. "Ooooooiiiiiiiiiiii" she hissed. "Jai darling, you are killing me stabbing this way, Haaa...what a pleasure I am getting, go on fucking me like this, I am getting heavenly pleasures...." she screamed.



I was also enjoying myself fucking her in the standing position. Though it was a little uncomfortable as my cock slipped out of her juicy pussy often, yet I managed to shoot it inside her every time. She turned her head sideways repeatedly with her long tresses swaying according to her head movements. Still pinning her hands to the walls, often I sucked her boobs alternatively between my fucking.

As our fucking in this position continued for nearly five minutes, suddenly she released a thunderous yell. Soon, she heaved heavily and fell on my body like a fallen tree-trunk, obviously reaching climax. I found her totally exhausted by our wild lovemaking in the standing position. Both of us had nearly bathed in the sweat running down making several channels all over our bodies. Then she opened her eyes with an effort and began to walk in a limping way. This made my still erect cock slip out of her pussy. Then suddenly she ran to her drawing room where the air-conditioner was still working. I was amused to see her run in nude with her big boobs bouncing, swaying and dancing all along. I watched her collapse to the double-seat sofa on her back.

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I had not reached orgasm yet. So, I ran after her to the sofa. She could hardly open her eyes when I separated her legs and thighs. With some difficulty, I managed to insert my cock into her pussy again and began to fuck her vigorously. There was no response from her as she lay totally exhausted. I rammed her pussy with my cock for nearly two minutes. Then I reached climax and offloaded my whole cock milk deep inside her. I lay on her body for sometime allowing my cock-milk to be absorbed inside her tunnel.




Though I stood up after five minutes, she still lay on the sofa with her eyes closed. I decided to give her some rest and to allow myself too. Later, still in her slumber, I saw her turn her body showing her back to me now. I treated my eyes with the beautiful sight of her nude back with her big, fleshy yet shaped buttocks and waxed legs. The dividing line between her asses made tickling and titillations in my mind. I went near her and sat on the floor. I brought my mouth on her buttocks and began to lick. Slowly I separated her asses and ran my tongue through the dividing line. "Hhugghhhh..." she made a grinding moan, still in sleep. I continued to lick her ass for another three minutes.



Then I had another idea. I went to her bathroom, smeared my middle finger on right hand with lot of soap. I came back to her and sat in the same position. I separated her asses widely and found her anus. Slowly I thrust my finger lubricated with soap into her anal hole. "Hhhuuuhhhh" she moaned and growled again. I could not guess if she was getting pleasure or pain. But I did not care either. With one great push, I inserted three-fourth of my finger into her anus. Then I started finger-fucking her anus. Suddenly she opened her eyes, turned her head to look at me. "Hey darling, I am getting equal pleasures while you fuck my anus."

I laughed and said: "Sonakshi, it is not my cock but my finger now fucking your anus. Do you want me to do it with my cock?"

She giggled and said: "Darling, I would love to get my anus fucked by your cock. But no, don't do that. Because I don't want to waste a single drop of your cum unnecessarily. My pussy needs it. Because I want to become pregnant. Go on finger-fucking my anus."

So, I went on with it as she wanted. I think I fucked her anus with my finger for nearly four minutes. She moaned continuously. Suddenly she rolled and turned to face me. My finger slipped out of her anus now. I was astonished to see the renewed hunger for sex now burning in her eyes now. I was equally surprised, if not shocked, to see her shedding subservience and submissiveness suddenly and ordering me in a strident voice tantamount to barking:



"Jai...you stirred up my passions again. Fuck me now....fuck me more hard and brutally now...just now...rip my pussy open, tear off every tissue inside my vagina, make it bleed like a canal, fill my pussy with so much of your cock-milk so that it comes out through my mouth and anus, make me pregnant of eleven babies to form a cricket team....fuck me....fuck me brutally like a wicked bastard....what are you waiting for?...come, jump on me...fuck me soon...."

Frankly speaking, I could never imagine she will have so much of lust and sexual urge still left in her or for that matter enough strength to sustain another assault from me.

I ran to her bed room and switched on the fan and air-conditioner again. I came back to her. I found her breathing heavily with her big bosom heaving up and down. She looked at my nude body and cock in such a hot hungry way that she would burn my body to ashes. I admit I had never found any lady in such a ravaging way before. My mind automatically accepted an untold challenge to overpower this hungry tigress to fuck her life out of her body through her pussy.



I went behind her and grabbed her body tightly with my hands. I was alarmed to feel her body temperature as if she had high fever. She tried to shake me off to bring her front to me. I nearly lifted her off the ground. In the same action, I thrust my hot erect cock in between her asses. I made small steps towards the bedroom almost carrying her. With each step, I thrust my cock on to her anus. She moaned fiercely shaking and swaying her head sideways. My face was covered with her long tresses making me nearly blind. When we reached inside the room, she tried to let off my clutches by struggling and bending her body forward. This position made her boobs hanging. I released the grip around her body and caught hold of her hanging boobs. Now I squeezed them simultaneously pulling them in a stretching manner the way a milkman takes milk out of the breasts on the udder of a buffalo. She cried in pleasures and excitement. I moved her to fall on the writing table with her face and upper body resting on the table.



I made her stand on the floor like the figure 7. I separated her legs and thighs as wide as possible. I sat on my knees on the floor between her legs. I brought out my tongue and licked her pussy. I felt her pussy extremely hot. I found her juices almost dripping to the floor. I sucked and swallowed her honey for sometime. She began to shake her body, sometimes hitting my mouth with her pussy.

I stood up and placed myself behind her. I made her bend further so that her pussy became more visible and thrust backward. I shot my cock into her tunnel which went in smoothly without any hindrance. Once I accomplished my penetration, I brought my hands under her arms, circled them around her body and cupped her hanging boobs. Then I began my real assault of fucking in doggy style. My hands were busy squeezing her boobs in the same stretching manner as if I wanted to pluck out her boobs from her chest. Often I crushed her nipples savagely tweaking between my fingers. I accelerated further gaining momentum with my cock sending it deep inside and out in rapid succession. When I thrust forward, I crouched my body fully as if to send my entire body inside her. I felt as if my cock was on fire. With repeated thrusts, I felt great pain in my penis. Still I did not slow down, rather increased my speed and force. She turned her face upward gasping for breath in between moans. With each of my thrust, she heaved with 'Huhh, huhhh, huhhh, huhhhh..' in extended rhythmic sounds.

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Once, she looked at me over her shoulder. She slipped her modesty and yelled: "Oh my bloody lover, you are tearing my pussy now, I think it is bleeding profusely, I am sure you are not a man, but a beast. A real beast with enormous strength! No man can fuck like this. Are you fucking with your cock or stabbing my pussy with a dagger? Okay, you please yourself. Go on fucking me...don't stop, kill me, I want to die tonight, kill me fucking this way. Haahh.. I feel my pussy is inside an electric oven. It is burning inside. My boobs are aching than I can bear. Are these your hands or vices you use to crush my boobs?"



Frankly, I did not bother to see if I caused any bleeding injury to her pussy or boobs. Rather, I stepped up further. My objective was to see she attains orgasm first. Surprisingly, it was taking more time than I thought compared with our earlier fucking sessions.

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Then, I released my one hand from her boob. I grabbed her loose hairs together and pulled at backward. My idea was not to hurt her but to give her sadistic pleasures too. She felt excruciating pain when I pulled her hairs bringing her head backward. As if riding a horse, I went on fucking her pussy still holding hairs with one hand and squeezing one boob with my other hand. She cried more in pleasures than in pain. I must admit that was the most brutal way I fucked any lady.




Then I had another idea. I released my right hand from her boob and shot its middle finger into her anus. She moaned fiercely in pleasures. As if prodding a riding horse with a stick, I fucked her anus with my finger, at the same time fucked her pussy with my cock pulling her hairs with my other hand. It was a little difficult and uncomfortable for me, but yet I managed doing all these at the same time.

This was too much for her. She was gasping heavily now for breath in between deep moans, hisses and shrieks. "Oh Jai, you are wonderful, the best in the world. You are certainly the uncrowned Emperor of all fucking Kings. I am the most fortunate lady in this world as I got the real pleasures of fucking from you. Yet, I am the most unfortunately lady in this world as I did not get you as my real own husband" she thundered.



Once, I had to release my hand from her hairs to close her mouth to prevent her shrill shouting in extreme pleasures, or it would have been easily heard by someone walking along the road far outside.

I was just wondering how long I had to fuck her when she suddenly released a shrill as if out of an electric hooter and collapsed to the table. Soon, I released by deep-breathing technique. Within next minute, I too attained orgasm pumping my entire milk into her tunnel. I bent forward and lay on her back now. Though I remained like that for a couple of minutes, I felt my cock milk oozing out of her tunnel as we were in a standing position.



I brought her limp body to the bed and spread on it lengthwise. I knew for sure she will not ask nor can sustain any more fucking. So, I decided for the after-play. I mounted on her body in opposite direction. Supporting my body weight on my elbows and knees, I inserted my cock into her mouth and asked her to suck it. Simultaneously, I mouthed her pussy. As I licked and sucked her pussy full of her juices mixed with my own cock-milk, she began sucking my cock, surprisingly still in her slumber. After five minutes, I got up. I turned her body to her side. I lay beside her still in opposite direction. I raised my one leg, brought it over her head with my cock rubbing her mouth and face. In the same way, I raised her one leg and brought my face close to her pussy. I don't know when we slipped into deep sleep.



When the call bell rang persistently, both of us woke with a start. We were alarmed to note the wall-clock showed the time five minutes to six in the morning. Both of us felt our bodies paining heavily as if crushed under a road-roller out of the violent lovemaking sessions although the night. Suddenly, she relaxed and also asked me to relax. She told it was her milk man. She put on a night dress and went to the door. By the time she came back collecting the milk, I dressed too. We stood staring at each other unable to utter a single word. I extended my hands and she came running to me in a tight embrace and deep passionate kiss. It was time for me to go.

Out of passion and love, I did a mistake at that time. I lifted her nightie up to her navel. Then I slid my hands into it and caught hold of her boobs with my hands. I squeezed them for a little time. Then my right hand slipped into her pussy and began to rub it madly. She released a soft moan and said: "Jai, you are making me hot again. Can we have one more round?"

I realized my mistake and released my hands quickly and said: "No, darling. It would be very dangerous."

She understood the situation. Hugging and kissing me tightly, she said: "Oh, Jai, I have no words to express my deep thanks to you for all the heavenly pleasures you gave me last night. I reiterate, it was my first night, my bridal night and my first honeymoon night. You tore my hymen and made me a lady from a virgin. Now, I can proclaim from the top of the world that I have experienced all sexual pleasures. I am totally satisfied and happy. In fact, you made me so. How I wish you were my real husband! If so, I could have felt and experienced the warmth of your love every moment of my life in loving togetherness. I am indebted to you for my lifetime."



I said: "Sonakshi, that makes two of us. In fact you echoed my sentiments too."

She went on: "Jai, if you too really wish so, I am prepared to divorce my hubby and marry you. Please don't think I am crazy and selfish. I won't ask you to ditch your wife. You can have two wives. Don't you think it would be possible?"

I smiled at her: "No Sonakshi, that won't work out. It is as if we wish all the sand dunes in Rajasthan deserts turn to gold!"

She did not say anything. With another passionate kiss, I waved at her in a gesture of goodbye. I came out of her house and moved to mine. I looked over my shoulders to see her still watching me. I saw her eyes were moistened. I knew it was a most painful separation, though to a distance only a few feet way, but a separation indeed!



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Index:

Kreethi Suresh: Page 2,3,4,5
Lakshmi Menon: Page 2,3
Nayantara: Page 2 
Niveda Thomas: Page 3,4
Rashmika Mandanna: Page 5
Nithya Menon: Page 5,6
Rashi Khanna: Page 6,7
Namitha: Page 7
Hansika Motwani: Page 8,9
Meena : Page 8,9
Anushka Shetty: Page 9,10,11,23,24
Rambha: Page 10
Lavanya Tripathi: Page 11
Pooja Hegde: Page 11,12
Mehreen Pirzada: Page 12
Sneha: Page 13
Anasuya Bhardwaj: Page 13,14
Charmi: Page 14,15
Pranitha Subhash: Page 15
Shruti Haasan: Page 16
Shriya Saran: Page 17,18
Catherine: Page 19
Amisha Patel: Page 19,20,21
Saumya Tandon: Page 21
Tabu : Page 21,22
Alia bhatt: Page 21,22
Parineeti Chopra: Page 22,23
Shraddha Kapoor : Page 23
Ramya Krishna: Page 23,24
Sonarika: Page 24,25
Kajal Agarwal: Page 25,26,27
NAYANTARA: Page 28
Disha Patani: Page 29
KAVYA: Page 30
Asin: Page 31
Roja: Page 32
Regina cassandra : Page 33,34
Raveena Tandon: Page 34,35
Kriti Sanon: Page 36
Samantha: Page 37
Sonakshi Sinha: Page 37,38

Till now actress stories in this thread.

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#Kiara Advani

After graduating from college, I arrived in Mumbai and found myself a decent job, and a room in Bandra close to the train station, above an Irani restaurant with a jewelry store next to it. All evening, the smells of food cooking came wafting through my windows; sometimes pleasant, and sometimes annoying. Well, this was the big city and I had no choice. I considered myself lucky to find a decent room, in spite of the inconvenience. The only consolation was to look out the window and ogle the pretty girls that walked by.


One evening, while looking out my window, my eyes caught the sight of one sexy young girl in particular. She went by this Irani restaurant on her way to the nearby Temple. I followed her , introduced myself, and soon, we became acquainted.



Her name was Kiara Advani, lived with her parents, older brother. I soon found out that they had an extra room for a PG, which stood for "paying guest". My eyes lit up! Here was an escape from the cooking odors of the Irani restaurant! I expressed an interest in this extra room, and they offered it to me. I quickly grabbed it.

My dream girl Kiara Advani was 22 ; she had a sexy body with no fat,  wavy hair, 33 -26-33, and a great pair of legs. Her legs and thighs were firm and rounded, and she spent a lot of time admiring her legs, which she knew, were admired by every male in the neighborhood. When she wore tight skirts, it was delightful to watch her walk, wiggling her firm round butt and shapely legs. I would wonder when I could taste her pussy, have wild passionate sex with her, and have those great million-dollar legs wrapped around my back? She had a boyfriend. she went out with occasionally, for movies, dinner, and parties.



For a while, things were mundane. Kiara Advani's parents, brother, and I, went to work, and Kiara Advani went to Collage. Weeks went by, she gradually expressed an interest in me, and asked me to take her out to the movies. She told me that even though she liked her boy friend, she liked me too. I wondered what this was all about, and anyway, started to take her on outings – not really dates in the real sense of the word. Occasionally we went for movies, a Chinese dinner, and an ice cream afterwards. My sexual tension was increasing, and my only recourse was to fantasize and masturbate in order to get some relief.

On one of these occasions (light dates), Kiara Advani's friend Veronica and her boyfriend Joe joined us for the movies, at the Regal theater in Colaba. Veronica and Joe were both in their first year in college. The lights dimmed, the movie started, and Kiara Advani and I noticed Veronica squirming in her seat. We glanced in their direction, and noticed that Veronica's top buttons of her blouse were undone; Joe had his arm around her, and inside her blouse, caressing her boobs over her bra. Kiara Advani was very curious, and occasionally glanced in their direction, but for the most part, we pretended not to notice, and continued to enjoy the movie.



After the movie, we all went for some ice cream, and then Joe suggested that we take a stroll by the beach. We hailed a taxi from Colaba and headed to Bandstand in Bandra. We all knew that the rocky beach, at this time of the evening, was the local lovers' lane. We went anyway. We found a good spot, and got comfortable. In the dim light, we noticed some other couples engaged in various stages of romance, with lots of fondling, kissing, handjobs, some instances of oral and even movements distinctive of penetrative sex. Joe quickly went to work on Veronica's boobs, got them out, and started to fondle them, and suck on her nipples. Kiara Advani and I were just a few feet away, noticed this activity, and heard Veronica's soft moans.



I was yearning to kiss Kiara Advani, and casually placed my arm around her, and drew her closer. She was intently watching Veronica, and was getting aroused. I planted my lips firmly around her lips and kissed her. She kissed well – with lots of tongue. I lightly nibbled at her lower lip, her earlobes and then her neck. Kiara Advani was beginning to enjoy all this foreplay.

Then Joe paused, told us that he wanted to smoke a cigarette, and asked me to accompany him a few feet away, so that the smoke would not bother the girls. At least that's what I thought.



As soon as we were away from the girls, Joe whispered to me, "Go ahead Mohan, fuck Kiara Advani. She's hot!"

We went back to our positions; I summed up some courage, and squeezed Kiara Advani's  boobs. I continued to massage her boobs, and managed to reach inside her sweater and unhook her bra. I played with her nipples, which were large, erect and hard. Kiara Advani's boobs felt good, and she moaned a bit. Encouraged by this I French kissed her and slid my hand under her skirt. I ran my palms up and down her firm and smooth million-dollar legs and thighs. My fingers found their way inside the elastic of her panties which felt like silk, and located her temple of Venus! It was warm, and her pussy hair was long, abundant, soft and curly to my touch. I cupped and caressed her pussy, and she opened her legs to give me better access.



Her pussy inner lips were warm, wet, and slippery. I separated them with my finger, stroked them a bit, and then inserted my middle finger inside her vagina. She jumped a bit, but enjoyed the sensation. I took her hand and placed it on the bulge in my pants. Then I undid my zipper, pulled out my erect cock, and placed it in her hand.



She gripped it, "My goodness! This is so big!"

I asked her, "What do you mean? Whose is bigger – mine or Edward's?"

She said, "Hhhhhmmmmmm...! Yours is broader! And longer!"

She spread my pre-cum over my glans with her index finger, and started to stroke my cock quite well. Her friend Edward had taught her well. We kissed and fondled each other, and I managed to lay Kiara Advani down. I wanted to fuck her, but she would not let me take off her silk panties. She told me that she was too scared of the location, and suggested that we do it at home, some other time. In the meantime, Joe and Veronica were fucking furiously. We could hear all the familiar slopping noises of Joe's cock pounding away, at Veronica's wet pussy.



This was the first time that I fingered Kiara Advani's pussy, and the first time that she stroked my cock. Since this was the first time we were together, it was very arousing for both of us. She held my cock firmly, pulled the foreskin downwards and started to stroke my cock faster and faster, as I fingered her pussy faster and faster.

I held her clit with two fingers and massaged it up and down, like jerking off a tiny little penis. Kiara Advani tightened her legs and squeezed my cock real hard.

She moaned softly, "Ooooooohhhhhhhhh...! Ooooooohhhhhhhhh...!" and I felt the wetness of her hot cum, on my fingers.



She continued stroking my cock. I was on the verge of ejaculating and my cock enlarged and stiffened. Kiara Advani felt my cock get enlarged and stroked faster. My body jerked. She had lots of experience stroking Edward's cock, and knew all the signs of my impending ejaculation, and stroked even faster.

"Oh Kiara Advani! Kiara Advani! Faster! Faster! Faster darling!" and my cum spurted all over her hands and her handkerchief, that she had so thoughtfully placed on my throbbing cock.

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Joe and Veronica were still fucking. Then we heard Veronica's muffled screams and knew that she was having an orgasm. Joe fucked furiously, faster, and faster, grunted "Oh Baby! Oh, Baby! Veronicaaaaaahhhhh...!" and then just lay down on top of her.




I once again tried to fuck Kiara Advani, but she would not let me. Maybe if I licked her pussy, she would get hot enough to let me fuck her. However, this was not a convenient place to lick her pussy; therefore, I was at a distinct disadvantage. Anyway, this was our first sex date, I was happy with her handjob; she got an orgasm, we cleaned up, French kissed, and we all went home.

Over the next few weeks, Kiara Advani and I went to a lot of movies, restaurants, parties and the like. Our last stop was always the rocky beach at Bandstand, and we engaged in a lot of foreplay. I caressed and fondled her petite breasts, and sucked her large erect nipples. The beach was not the ideal place to fuck her, and instead, I got my customary "hand shake," and she collected my cum in her handkerchief, as usual.

She enjoyed my kissing, and massaging of her pussy. As her excitement grew, I would insert my finger inside her vagina and stimulate her G-Spot, until she exploded during her orgasm, releasing her pussy juices. Kiara Advani was happy and content, I got my hand-job, and we would go home.



As days went by, I was like a hungry tiger waiting to pounce, and devour its prey. Yes, I would literally devour her pussy; inner lips, pussy juice, clitoral shaft, clitoris tip and all! The tension was mounting within me, and I just waited for an opportunity to get Kiara Advani and fuck her. The longer she made me wait, the harder I would fuck her!

My patience was finally rewarded! One evening, I came home from work and found Kiara Advani all alone. Her parents and brother, had gone for a family birthday party in Kalina, and Kiara Advani had stayed behind. She had to finish off some project that was due. My mind started to play tricks on me, fantasizing, and within minutes, my cock was erect!

I walked up to her, stood behind her, reached over, and squeezed her breasts. It was summer; she was wearing a thin dress and had no bra. It was a unique feeling to squeeze those small pointy breasts and feel her large erect nipples over her thin dress. Then I sat next to her, stuck my hand under her dress, inside the elastic of her panties, and played with her pussy. Her pussy hair was thick and abundant; almost like a small carpet pad. She continued her work, but opened her legs a little. My fingers found her pussy lips, parted them, and felt the smooth wetness of her pussy. I continued for a few minutes, and as soon as I heard her moaning, I carried her to the bedroom, and laid her on her large double bed.



We kissed. I felt Kiara Advani's hand on my cock, and she started to squeeze it. I raised her dress up and got a glimpse of her satin panties. I buried my head under her dress and rubbed my nose up and down and from side to side over her smooth silk panties. Kiara Advani loved silk panties with floral designs that she bought from the roadside vendors on Linking Road. I inserted my middle finger under the elastic of her panties and played with her luxurious, silky pussy hair. I love lots of hair on girls' pussies and this was a real turn-on for me; not that I needed additional stimulation. I lifted her dress and removed her panties. This time they were lemon yellow in color with large pink flowers on them. I took off my pants and underwear and lay beside her. She took off her dress and now we were both naked.



After spending some time kissing her lips, I moved down to her breasts and large erect hard nipples and sucked them for a while. Next, I ran my tongue over her tummy and then went over to her glorious thighs and licked her thighs. This tickled her a little, and she squirmed and giggled. Finally, I got to her pussy, and had a little difficulty licking her pussy lips because of her thick bush. Quickly I parted her inner lips, saw the glistening wetness inside her vaginal entrance, and ran my tongue from bottom to top, separating her inner lips.



She jumped up, "What are you doing? Are you gone crazy or what?"

"Relax baby! Just enjoy it!" and continued licking her pussy.

Kiara Advani was curious. She had only heard about oral sex from some of the girls , and this was the first time in her life that she was actually experiencing having her pussy licked. Her body shivered and she giggled, as she was very ticklish. I continued to lick her entire pussy for a few minutes and then proceeded to her clit, which was engorged with blood and swollen. I moved her clit hood upwards, and gave her exposed swollen clit a few fast up and down flicks with the tip of my tongue.



She cried, "Aaaaaahhhhhh...! Oh my God! This is so wonderful! Lovely! Don't stop! Uuuuuummmmmhhhh...!"

I felt her pussy muscles tighten and knew that she was ready to orgasm. She placed both her hands on my head, pushed my head further and further against her pussy.

She cried out, "Ooooooohhhhhhhhh...! Oh my God! Ooooooohhhhhhhhh...!"



I felt her delicious pussy juices in my mouth, swallowed every drop, and continued to gently lick her cunt. I moved up alongside her, kissed her, squeezed her petite boobs, massaged her erect nipples using two fingers and my stiff cock was positioned at her temple of love. She felt my cock at her heaven's gate and woke up as if from a stupor.

"No, no Mohan. Your cock is too big! It will not go in."

"Oh come on Kiara Advani – you fucked Edward – so what's the big deal?"



"Edward's is smaller and thinner – this is too big – I don't know, Mohan!"

"Kiara Advani, just put a little of the head in, and if it hurts, I will stop – O.K.? Just a little bit baby – I promise!"

She was hesitant at first, but later agreed, and I placed my cock head at the entrance of her vagina. I pushed a little and could feel the head penetrate Kiara Advani a little bit. Her pussy was tight, but the wetness helped the penetration. I pushed some more and got the head inside her tight pussy.

She cried, "Oh! Oh! Aaaaaahhhhhh...!"



I pushed some more and got about two inches inside her. Well, the hard part was over; my mushroom cockhead was inside her tight, warm, tunnel of love!

"I can feel it – how much is in?" she asked.

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I pushed further, got all 8 inches in her, and said, "All of it!"


"Oh my God! This really feels good! I didn't think your big cock would go in!"

I started to gently move my cock in and out of her, and Kiara Advani responded with some upward thrusts. She was beginning to enjoy her big cock experience!



Kiara Advani exclaimed, "Yes! Yes! Go on, fuck me, but please don't spill inside – spill on my tummy"

"Does Edward spill on your tummy?"

"Yes, yes – but don't talk about him – just fuck me. This is lovely!"

The big-cock phobia was all gone. Kiara Advani was fucking me with good deep thrusts, with the best-looking legs wrapped firmly around my back.



Kiara Advani's pussy was tight! I kept thrusting deep full strokes, to let her really feel my big cock. The moaning got louder.

"My God! Mohan, your big cock feels lovely! Why did you wait so long to fuck me? Ooooooohhhhhhhhh...! Lovely! Fuck me baby! Fuck me harder!"

I could not believe what I heard! I increased my speed, and fucked her with long, deep, hard strokes. She responded very well. Wow! girls from the big city learn a lot; a lot earlier. I was surprised when I felt her squeeze her legs and pussy a little bit, to get greater friction.



I took my cue and fucked her faster and faster; all the time giving her long deep strokes. I felt her body stiffen. I adjusted the depth of my strokes, such that my mushroom glans stimulated her G-Spot.

She screamed, "Oh God! Fuck me! Don't stop! Fuck mmmmmeeeeeeeeeee....! I'm cuuummmmmiiiinnnggggg...! Ooooooo...oooo...Ooooooohhhhhhhhh...!"

I felt Kiara Advani's hot gush of her pussy juices on my cock.

"This is terrific! You are a magic man; with a magic cock! Oh my God!"

I increased my speed to a feverish pitch; kept fucking harder and faster, and felt my tension mount. I was on the verge of ejaculating. She felt my cock enlarge and stiffen, and massaged my balls.



"Kiara Advani, fuck harder darling – harder baby, I'm ready to shoot"

"Pull it out! Pull it out!"

I pulled out; Kiara Advani grabbed my cock and continued vigorously hand stroking my cock, over her mound. Suddenly, I felt my cock enlarge, get harder and spasm.

I cried, "Oh Kiara Advani! Kiara Advani! Kiara Advaninnnnnnnnnn...!" and shot my semen in several spurts; one spray unintentionally landed on her face, one glob on her neck, several drops on her breasts, tummy, and the rest on her mound.

"Oh my Goodness!' Kiara Advani exclaimed, "This is like a bath! Do you always spill like this?" and laughed uncontrollably. She did not realize the huge amount of my cum when she masturbated me and caught my cum in her handkerchief!

I reached for her handkerchief under the pillow, first wiped her and then my cock, smiled and kissed her. She wanted to wash up.

I said, "Later baby" and kissed her again.



It didn't take long for my cock to be erect again. This time, I placed Kiara Advani on her back, at the edge of her bed, and raised her knees. I bent over her a little. It didn't take long for Kiara Advani to grab my cock, and place it at the entrance of her vagina. I pushed as she guided my cock, and it was in! She bent forwards and looked at it going in. I gave her all 8 inches.

She gasped, "My God! Your big cock feels so good! I would never have believed that this monster would go inside! I don't know what it is, but, your cock feels great!"

I knew that it was my large mushroom head working at the right depth, giving her G-Spot a good massage, that made the difference. I took her million dollar legs and placed them on my shoulders, held her thighs firmly, and moved in and out of her pussy.



Kiara Advani moaned, "Go slower. Do it for a long time – your big cock feels great!"

I did not want to ejaculate too soon either, and slowed my pace. Kiara Advani liked this position because she had control of her legs, and could bring her legs together, whenever she wanted to increase the friction of my cock going in and out of her pussy. There were lots and lots of "Ooooooohhhhhhhhh...! Oh God! Aaaaaahhhhhh...!" moans and I could tell that Kiara Advani was enjoying this position; or maybe it was the size of my cock.

Again, I adjusted the depth of my strokes, such that my glans gave her G-Spot a good workout. The effects were terrific – Kiara Advani's juices were flowing copiously, and she screamed as my cock went in and out of her wet pussy, relentlessly.

We fucked for about fifteen minutes in this position, when I started to feel that we were both ready for our orgasms. I was right!

Kiara Advani screamed, "Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Oh my God! I'm cumming! I'm cuuummmmmiiiinnnggggg...!" and tightened her pussy muscles around my cock.



I felt her orgasm, her pussy spasms, and my cock enlarged and got stiffer.

I screamed, "Fuck darling! Fuck harder! Faster! Faster! Oh Kiara Advani! Kiara Advani! Kiara Advaninnnnnnnnnn...! Oooooooowwwwwww...!"

I was about to ejaculate, and quickly pulled out of her warm cunt. She grabbed my cock and jerked me faster and faster, until I spurted my cum all over her tummy and chest.

She giggled, "Good heavens! Another bath! What a lot of cum!" I leaned forward and lay on top of her separated only by my ejaculate between our bodies. We then went and showered together.



Kiara Advani dated both Edward and myself, and took turns fucking us during these dates – sometimes both of us on the same day, but at different times and locations. Kiara Advani was cautious, and always timed her fucking to coincide with her "safe period," since she did not like the feel of condoms. However, when Kiara Advani wanted her pussy licked, I was the exclusive choice, as Edward somehow did not like to lick pussy.

What an idiot! Little did he know what he was missing!

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My 'Coitus-Interruptus' with Kiara Advani continued for a few months and I fucked her twice or thrice a week. Each time, our fuck session would last almost two hours, I would ejaculate a couple of times, and she would have about four or five orgasms during this time. She was  young to get into, and really enjoy, sucking cock. I was dying to fuck her very hard, and cum deep inside her cunt, and let her feel my cock spasm and ejaculate in hot spurts inside her cunt.




She was getting more and more skilled in her movements and rhythm – her strokes were getting longer and harder. She liked cowgirl because of the feeling of control and power that it gave her. Her skill level increased, and my cock did not slip out of her cunt too often. This just increased my desire to fuck her harder, and shoot my cum deep inside her cunt. However, I did not want to do this without her consent and active participation.



I got the distinct feeling that Kiara Advani also wanted to experience the feel of my cock shooting its hot semen deep inside her. We talked about it and she just laughed.

"It's too much cum. It will overflow when you spill."

However, secretly, I knew that she wanted to try an internal cum-shot, just as much as I did.

Every chance I got, I complemented her on her excellent movements, admired her pussy, told her what lovely legs she had, how good her pussy tasted when I licked her, and how tight her pussy felt when I fucked her.



Then in September, it was the week of the long awaited Bandra Fair. Kiara Advani and I decided to go to the Fair in the afternoon, thereby avoiding the unruly breast and bottom pinching crowds, which came later during the evening. We walked around the Fair, spent some time at the various stalls, went on a couple of rides on the Ferris wheel, and discussed plans for dinner.

Kiara Advani preferred Chinese food with an Indian twist. Therefore, we picked on a fancy restaurant in Juhu that was noted for its Chinese cuisine, and was a choice spot for young couples. I figured that if I got her in the right mood, with pleasant conversation, good food, some wine, and some intimate dancing, this might be a memorable night!

We arrived at the restaurant, got a nice table with a beach view, and settled down for a candlelight dinner. Kiara Advani wore mini skirt with a red blouse with the two top buttons open and sexily tied into a large loose knot in front, with part of her midriff showing. Wow! She looked so sexy in this outfit, with her high-heeled black shoes, and Liz Taylor perfume.



We started out with two glasses of red wine.

I raised my glass, "Here's to the best legs in Mumbai!"

She licked her lips, "Here's to the best, eerrr..., hhhmmm..., you know..., in Mumbai!"

She giggled as we toasted each other, and sipped our glasses. Then we ordered our appetizers and entrees, and got refills of our wine. The band played some soft music, and we got up and danced for a few minutes. I held Kiara Advani tight, and she felt my erection.

She looked downwards at the bulge in my pants, was happy at the effect that she had on me, smiled, and said, "Later darling! I promise! A good one!"



"Just one?"

"Oh you idiot! You can have two or even three – you think you can make three?"

She kicked me under the table, and we both laughed. So far, this was turning out perfect!

In a short while, our food was served and we enjoyed our chicken strips, sweet and sour shrimp, pickled fish, and lobster served over lightly fried rice with tomatoes and toasted almonds.

The chocolate mousse dessert was delicious, and I winked at Kiara Advani and said, "This is the second best thing that I like."

"What's the first?" and quickly added, "No, no, don't answer that – you idiot!"

She laughed; she already knew my answer. I could tell that she was in the mood – the conversation, the wine, the dinner, the dancing, and the ambiance had the right effect!

It was 9:30 P.M. when we finished dinner, and Kiara Advani mentioned that she had told her parents that she was going to a dance, and would get back in the wee hours of the morning. This was great! We mutually decided to get a room at the hotel itself and checked in. Wow, this was working out just perfect!

Our room had a queen-sized bed overlooking the beachfront. Kiara Advani walked in, kicked off her heels, threw herself on the bed, and stretched her arms. Then she surprised me.

"Darling, send for room service – let's have some more wine. Also, order some cheese and crackers. It goes well with wine."

While we waited for our room service, Kiara Advani turned on the TV to a music channel and gently swayed to the music, with her arms raised, in a very suggestive manner – almost like a strip tease. Occasionally, she would kick one leg in the air, thereby hiking her mini skirt up her thighs, and giving me a glimpse of her black lace panties!



The room service arrived, Kiara Advani poured out two glasses of Merlot, we entwined our arms, she sipped from my glass and I sipped from hers. We French kissed long and hard, with lots of light lip biting. She then continued her dancing and started a strip tease. Off came the red blouse and then she wiggled her butt, and off came her black mini skirt. She looked so divine in her black lace panties and matching bra. Kiara Advani moved closer to me and said, "Tonight, I have a surprise for you."



I did not know what to expect since Kiara Advani was always full of surprises.

I undressed and lay on the big bed, with my briefs covering my raging hardon. My foreskin was slightly retracted, the tip of my cock was peeking out the elastic top of my briefs, and Kiara Advani smiled. She was pleased at the effect she had on me. She jumped on the bed, and we kissed. I quickly took off her bra, squeezed her boobs, and played with her erect nipples.

I sucked her nipples and she cried out, "Aaaaaahhhhhh...! Aaaaaahhhhhh...! Suck it darling! Bite my nipples, darling! Bite darling!"



I had never heard her talk like this before. These words were definitely the effects of the wine. (Have one more glass, baby!)

I sucked her nipples some more, and then my fingers went inside the elastic of her panties. I played with her luxurious pussy hair and then I got a surprise. Her outer lips and part of her clitoral shaft were clean-shaven! They felt so smooth to my caresses, and when I parted her inner lips, they were very wet. I reached down, pulled off her black lace panties, and got out of my briefs. My cock sprung out, and Kiara Advani caught it with her hand and gave it a good squeeze.

I kissed her tummy, her navel and then proceeded to kiss her inner thighs. Slowly I reached her pussy, and licked her outer lips, that were by now, swollen and thick. Kiara Advani moaned and I continued my teasing. She squirmed a few times in an effort to place her pussy right on my face, but I quickly moved my face away, and continued my teasing. Finally, she could stand it no longer, caught my head with both her hands, and directed it right to the entrance of her vagina.



I separated her inner lips with my tongue and gave them a few swift upward licking strokes ending at the tip of her clitoris.

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Kiara Advani screamed, "Oh my God, Mohan! That's terrific! Lick, my darling! Lick my clit! Just stay on my clit darling! Aaaaaahhhhhh...!"


I pulled her clit hood upwards and admired the swollen tiny little penis. It looked a little reddish as a result of all my licking and massaging. I gave it some rapid flicks with the tip of my tongue. Kiara Advani screamed with pleasure.

"Faster! Faster! Yes! Yes! Fuck me now! Oh God! Fuck me! Pleeeaaasseeee...! Fuck mmmmmeeeeeeeeeee...!"

Then she squeezed her pussy muscles, jerked my cock a few times vigorously, and gave me a good squirt of her pussy juice right in my mouth.

She cried out loudly, "Yessssss, oh God, I'm cuuummmmmiiiinnnggggg...! Ooooooohhhhhhhhh...! Oooooooowwwwwww...!"



I sucked her pussy harder and faster, and swallowed all her cum. Then, I gently licked her for a few more minutes. Kiara Advani smiled and said, "Darling, that was great! Where did you learn this? Now let me do the same for you."

I quickly went to the washroom, soaped and rinsed my cock clean of all the pre-cum, and presented it to Kiara Advani.

She looked at the large mushroom head and told me, "Oooooouuuuuuhhhhhh...! Looks so beautiful! Darling, I have never done it before – but I am going to try. Just guide me a little. Tell me how to do it"



I said, "Sure baby. Remember honey, when a girl sucks a boy's cock, she is in complete control. The girl is the one who has the power to make the boy ejaculate."

"To make me get a more powerful orgasm, start with some teasing. First, wrap your hand around my cock and begin by feeling it in your hands. Get to know the way it feels, my cock head, veins, and everything. After a couple of minutes, take my cock and hold it in your hands, so that you have it directly in front of your mouth"

"Now start by kissing and licking around my cock, the inner thighs, then on to my testicles. Then lick slowly up my shaft towards my glans. Honey, once you get there, use your tongue to tickle around the glans, and especially on the split on the underside of my cock. Slowly lick the underside of the head of my cock. Kiara Advani, this is the most sensitive part of my cock, so you need to be gentle."



"Next, start licking the bulbous, mushroom head using just your tongue and avoid any contact with your teeth. After licking a few times, wrap your lips around the head of my cock. Just the head. Now flick your tongue over it. Stop. Begin licking down the length of my cock again. Put it back into your mouth, move your tongue and lips, and make my cock go in and out just as if I were fucking your pussy. And darling, hold my cock with your hand, and stroke it along with your sucking."

Kiara Advani listened intently to this long set of instructions occasionally licking my cock head as I was telling her all this.

"Now the teasing is over, and this is where the real cock sucking begins. Open you mouth, and take just the head in. Run your tongue around. Take your time and get a nice feel of what you are doing. Begin to suck. Don't be in a hurry. This is as much a leaning experience as a sexual experience. Continue to suck the head of my cock until you begin to feel it get bigger. Suck a little harder now, and slip your lips down past the head to the shaft. Suck and lick as far down the shaft as you can. See how far you can slip it down your throat. Don't worry if you begin to feel the gag reflex begin to kick in. Just slide your mouth back up the shaft and continue sucking."

"Now darling Kiara Advani, the objective is that you want to make me cum. Begin to suck as hard as you can. Then redouble your efforts. Move your hand up and down just at the root. Relax your throat and suck as hard as you can on my cock. Remember Kiara Advani, relax your throat, and listen to my moans. I will be moaning and moving his hips and wanting you to suck my cock hard so that I can cum. Keep sucking hard on my cock. The more of it you take into your mouth the better, but don't worry you can still get me to cum even if you don't have it all."

"Keep as much of it as you can and suck. Keep sucking and soon you are going to feel my cum. This is the most important part. If you have my whole cock in your mouth, you are going to feel my cum. Not only will you feel my cock move but also you will feel my cum hitting the back of your throat. When I cum, suck even more, and swallow every drop. When you think I am done cumming, suck a little more until you are sure that nothing is left. Go ahead and swallow every drop of my cum".



With my guidance, Kiara Advani started to lick and suck my cock. I was in heaven!

Kiara Advani sucked my cock for about ten minutes (that is my endurance with a beautiful girl). She sensed my impending ejaculation and started to suck harder, deeper and faster. Kiara Advani knew that I was ready, and went faster and faster.

I screamed, "Oh Kiara Advani ...! I'm cuuummmmmiiiinnnggggg...! Oh Kiara Advani...! Kiara Advani...! Kiara Advaninnnnnnnnnn...! Oooooooowwwwwww...!" and shot my hot semen deep into her mouth.

Kiara Advani cried, "Uuuuunnnnnhhhhh...!", as I ejaculated inside her mouth, and had a wonderful orgasm as she swallowed every drop of my cum! She continued to suck me gently, for a few more minutes and then relaxed.

Her cunt was still pulsating with the aftershocks of her orgasm, when she said, "Now fuck me, my darling! Fuck me hard! I'm very horny! Come on, put it inside!"

She grabbed my cock, and in one push, my entire 8 inch cock was inside her cunt. Kiara Advani wrapped her lovely legs around my back, and gave me long coordinated strokes in perfect rhythm.

During each stroke, she cried, "Aaaaaahhhhhh...!" and the pleasure was exquisite.



We fucked like this for about five or six minutes, and I felt Kiara Advani's breathing rate increase as she pumped faster, with longer strokes.

Suddenly she squeezed her pussy muscles, screamed, "Oh my God! Fuck me! Harder! Don't stop! Harder! Fuck mmmmmeeeeeeeeeee...! Oh God! I'm cumming! I'm cuuummmmmiiiinnnggggg...! Ooooooo...oooo...Ooooooohhhhhhhhh...!"

I felt Kiara Advani's hot gush of her pussy juices on my cock. I increased my speed, kept fucking harder and faster, and felt my tension mount. Kiara Advani felt my faster movements and longer strokes, and felt my cock swell. She knew all the signs that I was on the verge of cumming.

She held me tighter and cried out, "Cum inside me darling! Cum inside! I want to feel your hot cum shoot inside me!" So this was my real surprise!



I fucked her harder and faster, and I screamed, "Fuck darling! Fuck harder! Faster! Oh Kiara Advani! Kiara Advani! Kiara Advaninnnnnnnnnn...! Oooooooowwwwwww...!" and I shot my hot sperm deep inside her hot pulsating cunt, in some eight or nine good spurts.

Kiara Advani cried out, "Good Heavens! Oh my God! What a lot of cum! I could feel your cock expand and the stuff shoot out of your cock!".

We held each other and rested a while with my cock still inside her cunt. She saw the look of apprehension on my face.



"Don't worry darling; it's my safe time, I just finished my period yesterday. I'm O.K. for a few more days."

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Cumming inside Kiara Advani's cunt felt so good, that I wanted to fuck her a second time. I did not have to ask. Kiara Advani just rolled me over and straddled me cowgirl style. She bent over and looked down at my cock, going in and out of her pussy, with my cum still oozing out of her pussy, as she stroked me. My cum mixed with her juices, provided perfect lubrication!




She giggled, fucked me faster, and cried, "Aaaaaahhhhhh...! Aaaaaahhhhhh...! Fuck me Mohan! I love your cock baby! This is so lovely! Oooooooowwwwwww...!"

Then she increased her pace, fucked harder, faster, and screamed, "Oh darling! I'm cumming again! I'm cuuummmmmiiiinnnggggg...! Oooooooowwwwwww.....!" and she squeezed her pussy muscles and I felt her hot cum on my cock as I fucked her faster.

Now it was my turn to shoot inside her hot pussy. I increased my speed and gave her some long strokes. I reached over, held her hips, and slammed them against my cock rapidly, and I felt my body stiffen and my cock enlarge.

Kiara Advani felt it too and cried, "Cum inside darling! Cum inside! I want to feel it again!"

"Oh Kiara Advani! Kiara Advani! Kiara Advaninnnnnnnnnn...! Oooooooowwwwwww...!"

I shot another load of my hot sperm, in several spurts, deep inside her tight pulsating pussy. This time Kiara Advani could not control herself, and started laughing at the huge amount of my cum inside her pussy. Then we both laughed.



We went to the bathroom, washed ourselves, and got ready for another round of good hard fucking. This time we tried doggie and Kiara Advani liked this position because it stimulated her G-spot very well and gave her some good G-spot orgasms. Instead of sleep, Kiara Advani got seven good orgasms, and I got three good ejaculations deep inside her cunt. We showered, checked out from our room at 4:45 A.M. and took a taxi home.




For the next few years, I fucked Kiara Advani on a regular basis, on her safe days, and tried various positions. She loved cowgirl and doggie, and preferred on or the other depending on her urges. She always enjoyed having her pussy licked, with simultaneous G-Spot massage, with my two fingers inside her cunt. She reciprocated by giving me excellent blowjobs. She let me cum inside her mouth, and she always swallowed.



I thought I died and went to heaven!

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#Ileana D'Cruz

Ileana D'Cruz had dated her husband back in college and got married right after her graduation. Her husband was the only man she had ever been with.




For 5 years she played the good housewife game that she had been raised to believe in, she was always told that if she was a good girl and a faithful wife she would find true happiness. So where the hell was the happiness they promised she was now wondering?

They lived a meager uninspired existence going from paycheck to paycheck never able to go anywhere or do anything. They had talked about having children a couple of times but he kept saying they couldn't afford it, which was fine with her because she knew that with him she would only have ugly babies that cried and complained all the time just like him. Every morning as she sat across the breakfast table from him she would look at him and ask herself, "is this really the man I want to grow old with?"



Then one night at a business party where her husband was trying to impress some rich clients she meet an older man . His name was Mr. Jameson, a very distinguished looking gentleman that apparently came from old money and was very influential in local and state politics and moved in social circles that she never even knew existed.

He paid her lots of compliments and lots of special attention and after a few drinks it was clear he was hitting on her. Ileana was not use to being in that situation; she was both scared and excited.



A few days later her husband told her that the gentleman was extremely wealthy and that a contract with him could be the answer to all their financial problems in fact they could be set for life. He told her that the older man had indicated he would sign a contract with her husband's company if she would sleep with him.

She was appalled that her husband would even repeat such an offer to her. As the days went on her husband kept bring the idea back up sometimes casually and eventually being more and more direct sometimes almost in a forceful manner telling her that their entire future and financial wellbeing was tied to her having sex with this client.

She could not believe that her own husband was trying to pimp her out. At first she was outraged and refused to even talk about it making it clear that it was his problem not hers, and why should she degrade herself for his stupidity and incompetence. He showed her the credit card bills and the second mortgage all long overdue and in both their names.



She stressed over it for three days and nights and driving herself to both physical and emotional exhaustion. Then on the morning of the fourth day she was wondering around her tiny modest little house holding an empty coffee cup in her hand, surveying her pitiful excuse for a life, she finally said "I don't care. I don't give a shit anymore. It can't be any worse than the life I'm living now." "Fuck it I'll do it" she said. She called her husband at work and told him to set it up.

On the night she was to meet the gentleman whom she had now nick named him Mr. Money Bags, she was dressed up in her best outfit which wasn't saying much, her hair, nails etc. had been made up just for the occasion. She felt like a tramp and was trying to look the part even though she wasn't sure if she was going to able to go through with this surreal nightmare that she was being forced to participate in.

Her husband dropped her off at the hotel bar where Mr. Money Bags had rented a room. Ileana was mad and humiliated that her husband had just dropped her off, just left her there to have sex with another man. Like dropping off a baby at the orphanage or dropping off used cloths at Salivation Army. Was that all she was to him?



She walked timidly into the lobby of the very expensive hotel. Even though they had only met once she immediately recognized Jameson sitting in a large chair in the lobby.

When their eyes meet she smiled timidly at him. He rose walked over to greet her with a reassuring smile trying to put her at ease. He took her hand and thanked her for coming and commented on how lovely and attractive she looked.

After a few seconds he gestured towards the elevator with a warm smile and she followed. He waited to make sure they were the only two in the elevator and push the button for the penthouse. Ileana stood there looking straight ahead at the elevator doors while he stood silently behind her until the doors opened on the twenty-ninth floor.

Ileana was more than ready to escape the confines of the elevator, she felt her nerves stretching thin, and she certainly did not want to lose her courage or composure now.

He retrieved the key card in his pocket, put it in the slot, and unlocked the door to their suite, their evening retreat. He held the door open to the sumptuous suite offering it up for Ileana's preview and approval.

"Wow! This room is like a small apartment." she exclaimed. It was something Ileana had only seen in movies. The suite had a living room, with a dining area and separate bedroom. There was even a small bathroom, a powder room off the foyer. Everything was spotless and completely indulgent in its opulence.



"Do you approve?" he asked as he closed the door behind them.

"I can't believe this place. It's magnificent." Her eyes gazed out into the main room and beyond to the city out the large paned windows. The sun was lowering in the sky and it gave off a reddish orange glow. She could feel the warmth on her face as well as within her body.

"To be honest I originally booked a full view of the fountain, a junior suite they call it. But last week they sent me an e-mail saying they had a cancellation for this suite and offered me a free upgrade with my frequent flyer points." He put out his hand and stroked her arm. "I think you deserve to have a nicer room to feel more relaxed and at home in."

"Thank you. I love it." She advanced further into the room then looked back over her shoulder at the distinguished looking gentleman whom she was feeling much more comfortable with now and even somewhat attracted to.

She was glad now that she had downed those two mixed drinks before leaving the house. She was now beginning to redraw the image in her mind that she had created previously of a lecherous dirty old man. She decided maybe she should give this guy a mental makeover if nothing else to help her survive the night which so far was not looking all that bad.

He was gentlemanly, well-mannered and had a subtle confidence that only an experienced older man can extrude. He had all the trappings of power, the expensive well-tailored Italian suit, very expensive shoes and a gold Rolex that grabbed her eye the moment she meet him. With his distinguished looking well-trimmed gray hair he looked like a father figure she could surrender her underappreciated treasures to and now for some unknown reason she was starting to feel more than a little bit horny around.



It had been a long time since any man had made any effort to impress her and never had any man made her feel this special. She was now getting intrigued wondering where this evening was going.

Maybe the idea of having a sugar daddy was starting to grow on her. Maybe she just liked the idea of how she could use this night to throw it back in husband's face and make him pay for putting her into this situation and pay for the shitty life he had provided for her. The more she thought about it, the more she liked the idea of hurting him. She could definitely justify in her own mind having sex with another man for that.

She leaned back as she looked into the bedroom and saw the huge kind-sized bed adorned with numerous pillows. She observed the mature gentleman carefully waiting for him to make the first move. She had promised her-self to go slow and she didn't want to unnerve herself now.

Standing together he touched the smooth skin between her neck and her shoulder and moved down until it rested on the top of her breast. Without hesitation, he slid his fingers under the material of her blouse and continued moving down until he reached her nipple. When his hand cupped her breast, Ileana's eyes closed. It had been a long time since a man had taken his time with her and she had long forgotten what that felt like.



He offered to let her set on the bed if she wanted to get more comfortable. As she did, Ileana undid a couple of buttons on her blouse, flashing a little cleavage. Jameson feasted on her young, tender breasts, feeling his cock twitch in his pants. He rubbed his cock ever so slightly trying not to be too obvious.

He visually consumed her lovely silhouette not unlike he was a savoring a well-aged single malt. His eyes kept scanning her body enjoying how perfectly her blouse hugged her breasts just tightly enough to make him want to release them from their cruel entrapment and gently caress them with his hands, softly kissing them with his lips while lightly sucking on them to give her the long denied pleasure that no beautiful women like this should ever have to endure.

He could now see how her skirt had ascended higher up her thigh, exposing her black satin panties concealing her youthful flower that he so desperately wanted to know and devour. His self-control was losing the battle to his desires as the unmistakable bulge in his suit pants was now pressing outward to make its intentions known.



Ileana noticed this, and opened her legs a little more, flashing her now damp-looking panties.

He lowered his hand, and stroked her leg, just stopping short of the edge of her pussy. Ileana softly moaned to communicate her approval.

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Ileana slowly undid a couple more buttons on her blouse, letting her breasts show, not caring that he was old enough to be her grandfather. She fixed her eyes on his bugling cock in his pants. She dared to reach out and rub it through his pants.


Jameson let out a soft moan, and then gently slipped his hands inside her open blouse.

He fondled and squeezed her breasts with firm hands, twisting and pinching her hardening nipples not too roughly but just the way she needed them to be touched.

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Ileana unzipped his pants, and began to tease his now throbbing, very stiff cock. She pulled it out of his boxers. It was the biggest cock she'd ever seen, or the widest. In fact, it was skinny and long - very long. Ileana thought it must have been a good 9 or 10 inches in length. His cock was in her hand now as Ileana stroked it, and she was getting hornier feeling the touch of the slippery wet manhood she held with a tight and commanding grip.



The head of his cock was already glistening with pre-cum looking so tasty she just couldn't resist. With only the slightest hesitation so as not to look too eager, Ileana opened her mouth and began flicking her tongue over the head, tasting his bitter pre-cum. It felt so dirty and so deliciously naughty she could not believe it.

She quickly decided to take him all the way in her mouth. Inch by inch she moved down his shaft, feeling it fill her mouth. Ileana wanted to gag, but kept going. She'd never taken a cock this long before by deep throat. She had now mentally discarded the whole good girl pretense and was now fully vested in sucking that cock like she had never sucked before.



Ileana finally had him deeply in her throat and bobbed her head up and down his length ever so slowly, moaning as she did so. She had her hand inside her panties now, rubbing and twisting her clit, trying to make herself wet.

She noticed his man shaft throb and twitch, and then she felt him begin to spasm uncontrollably and then forcefully squirting his cum into her sweet mouth, his man seed gliding down her throat.

He lightly caressed the side of her head as his squirting subsided and allowed her do the honors of removing it from her mouth which she did very slowly looking up at him very appreciatively like and angle who had just fallen from heaven.



Ileana stood up to face him, unbuttoning his shirt; He too began to unbutton her blouse and tossed it to the floor while she slipped her panties off.

Next he gently slipped her bra off and her luscious breast so that they could hang freely. He took one into his mouth and bit, sucked, and licked it. She tasted so damn good to his eager tongue. He went from breast to breast, sucking, biting, and licking each one with a determination to make them stand at attention. Her nipples were now like small mountain peaks, protruding outwards proudly revealing her youth and excitement at the attention he was giving them.



She was as naked as the day she was born now, standing there in front of him wearing only her wedding ring and a sexy smile. Jameson stood back to admire this beauty. His cock was standing at full attention like a dutiful soldier as the national anthem was playing.

Ileana boosted herself up onto the king size bed, and spread her legs open wide, giving him an unobstructed view of that sweet, wet, young cunt leaving no doubt that she was now willingly offering herself to him.

Ileana kept her eyes firmly on his and rubbed her pussy. She gave him a seductive smile as she inserted one finger, and then another and another, until her whole hand was inside her well shaved pussy.



Jameson could hear the squelching sound her pussy was making. She removed her fingers one by one and offered them to his open, mouth. He sucked them in, licking off her sweet juice.

She reached for his hand, and pulled him close, thrusting his hand onto her snatch. She was dripping!

Without missing a beat, he dropped to his knees. Her cunt looked too inviting not to eat, and with one hand, he pulled at the opening folds of skin, before diving in with all he had. His teeth and tongue were all attacking her clit simultaneously in a relentless barrage of licking and sucking.

Soon she began gushing uncontrollably! He smiled with his mouth open ready to receive the gift of this beautiful woman's love juices. She covered his face and tongue in an erotic shower of her nectar which he quickly devoured and savored it like it was a magic elixir sent down by the Gods.



Rising from eating her, he smiled a dirty old man smile.

He could see Ileana was still wet, and still needing to be fucked. He looked down as the engorged helmet pressed against her swollen pussy lips. He rubbed and poked at her, as his balls were filling with cum. He slipped into her , and pushed his entire cock into her warmth.

She was terrified at first from the anticipation of his penetration however once it was done it was incredibly liberating once that boundary had been breached it was like a bird be set free released from captivity and allowed to soar up to heights never before experienced.



Ileana raised her legs in the air, opening them wide for him as he held himself up on his arms above her.

He gave her a powerful thrust. "Ohh!" she cried, pleasure shooting up her spine as his slender cock rammed deep inside her. He began to fuck her with abandon. He jackhammered in and out of her while her feet were flailing above his thrusting ass.

The bed was squeaking a little under the intense force of his thrusts. Her tits were bouncing up and down to the rhythm; she was biting her lip to reduce the volume of her moans.

His cock plunged in and out of her; he slid his penis out of her vagina with an audible 'slurp'. He rolled her over on top of him, holding Ileana on his penis. She began bouncing up and down in a matching rhythm with his upward thrusts, keeping time with his cock which was slipping in and out of that young pussy with such ease. His shaft was shining from her wetness. The constant penetration in and out of her love box was making her cry out in ecstasy.



He leaned forward pulling her head towards him darting his tongue roughly into her mouth, he kissed her. Ileana offered no resistance and soon she was exploring his mouth with her own tongue.

Her heart was racing into oblivion as beads of sweat were forming on her forehead.

"He sure doesn't fuck like an old man" she silently mused to herself.

He didn't give her the chance to cum, at least not yet.

Suddenly he flipped her over on her stomach with her feet on the floor bent over the edge of the bed. He ran his hand over her cute little ass, and with his other, he rubbed his cock over her ass. It made Ileana nervous, but it also excited her.



Jameson finger fucked her pussy, one finger at a time, slipping up inside her. One by one, his fingers went. Her pussy was still very slippery with his juices and hers. Jameson held Ileana by the hips as he pushed his cock into her. She was tight! He loved feeling how tight she felt wrapped around his manhood. The second Jameson's cock began to enter her; Ileana bit her lip, holding in her urge to whimper out loud.

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He pushed himself further and further into her, until he was completely inside, his balls touching her ass cheeks. He held himself there for a moment, before he began to fuck her, slowly at first, then harder and faster he nailed her to the bed. His other hand jumped between pussy and breasts, first attacking her breasts, then her pussy. This young slut was going to be his.


In and out he pumped and banged away at her. She marveled at how well a man with such a skinny, but long cock could fuck and use it so well and bring such a delightful range of pleasure to so many different parts of her body.



He gave her no quarter; Jameson fucked away at her young cunt with the power of a wild animal, relentless in his attack on her pussy obsessed with planting his seed inside her.

Ileana held herself in place, down on all four her with her legs slightly spread apart, her ass was in the air filled with his shaft still offering it to him while she was looking straight ahead across the room lost in a trance consumed by the myriad of sensations now overwhelming her body.

His cock twitched and his demons urged him to fill her, soon his cum was splattering the walls deep inside her making her pant and scream, and writher like a wounded animal gasping for its last breath.

Jameson soon filled her with his cum as he let out a muffled grown of pleasure. A long, thick stream of white fluid shot out the end of his rod and splattered across her taut round ass, some of spewed it all the way up to the lower part of her back.



Ileana was panting, her chest heaving as she felt more of his cum fire out in a thick stream. It felt so hot on her skin, and it turned her on knowing that it was not cum from her husband, but from someone else.

Ileana soon felt herself building up to climax. She shook a little, as the tremors of it began taking hold. She couldn't hold back and then in a sudden rush she let herself cum.

Finally, the last of his semen trickled out of him, dripping onto her.

They remained frozen in that position like two marble statues for more than a minute as their spasms subsided and they regained their lost composure.

As his decompressing penis gently slipped out of her and into the cool air conditioned breeze circulating around the room they eventually rolled over to catch their breath for a moment. With no need for verbal communication they both acknowledged that they were done for the evening.



Ileana rolled over on her back looking up at the ceiling.

As she lay next to him, legs spread wide. Her eyes were closed, she was smiling.

"I needed that." she whispered, as he reached forward and kissed her smiling lips softly.

Ileana wondered how he had so much energy and how he could have done all that mind blowing sex without having a heart attack at his age.

"Where the hell do you rich guys learn how to fuck like that?" she asked.

He laughed "Oh they teach us lots of tricks at those fancy boarding colleges, you have no idea."

As the euphoria of the sex wore off Ileana was a little unsure of what she should do next.

"Well I should probably go now. We are all good now. Right?" she inquired.

He smiled, "We are more than good I want to thank you for an incredible evening."

"In fact I don't want to cheapen what we had here tonight in any way but I want to make you an offer since you were so incredible tonight" he said.

"Please understand I don't want come across as crass but I am by nature a very straight forward person, I say what I mean and I would never try to deceive someone as beautiful as you but if there is even the slightest chance you might be interested I want to put it out on the table."

She looked both puzzled and confused, "What exactly are we talking about?" she asked.



"I would like to have sex with again maybe even on an ongoing basis if you're willing, and not just that, I want to make you my companion to help me entertain guest if you feel comfortable doing so. In return I will make it worth your while financially. I can be very generous under the right conditions."

She was completely taken aback and caught off guard, she had not expected this. It was surreal, right out that movie indecent proposal. The initial shock left her speechless but as the shock of it his words slowly dissipated she began to gather her thought and try and put the night and his proposal into some type of context.

A thousand thoughts burst in and out of her head almost all of them telling her what a good girl should do, all the criticisms she had ever received and the punishments she had ever endured for even the smallest infractions or deviations from the rules now flashed across her brain and of course the sin she was committing was right at the top of her list.



Most women would have immediately said no but the one thing she had learned was that being like most women had not worked for her very well in the past and maybe it was time she needed to make a change in her life and reinvent herself or at the very least to explore her options.

She had always made only good choice all her life and she wasn't happy. This was the one bad choice she made being here tonight and it was the first time she felt that she was in control of her own life as strange as that may sound. Even though it was a vulgar and sexist offer it was also a second chance at a new life that she knew she may never get again.

It was one of those life changing moments where you just make a spur of the moment decision and she did exactly that.

"Yes" she said, "Yes I will do it."

She wasn't sure where this road would lead her but she knew that she craved more than she had back with her pitiful loser of a husband.

Beyond that, the idea of being a kept woman, a rich man's escort, or companion as he so graciously defined it, it strangely excited her and trilled her. She thought she had loved her husband all those years but suddenly realized she needed more and that he was a jerk and she was going have to leave some day anyway so why to hell not do it now?

"Exactly how will this work" she asked.

"Meet me for lunch tomorrow and we will work out the details in a way that you feel comfortable with." he replied.

She did meet him the following day for lunch at a very expensive restaurant. She wasn't sure if she could go through with it but anyway there she was. She had not informed her husband about the meeting, she wanted to see if she could really do it, and besides it was her decision not his.



"Just think of it as a job like any other job with certain duties you need to perform as part of your employment. Anyway that you want to justify it making it more acceptable for yourself and others is fine with me." he explained.

"If you want to think of it like a personal assistant with benefits, like an office affair with your boss where you don't have to go into the office, a secret life, a secondary husband whatever works for you."

It was an incredible strange concept for her to wrap her head around.

"What about the contract with my husband's company?" she asked.

"I have meeting this afternoon to sign the first contract with them. If this situation works out there will be more to follow."

It was all so business like, she kept waiting for him to give her some type of contract, or document to sign, but he never did. He seemed willing to take her word for it and did not try to pressure her in any way.

"Fine what do you want me to do first?" she asked.

"Just be available for when I need you and be ready to go where I need you to go. I will send a car for you."

He then handed her a half dozen credit cards and told her to buy some nice outfits for when he took her out and to never wear the same outfit twice. She immediately went out and bought a number of very expensive dresses and enough shoes to fill her closet she even gave herself an expensive spa day to get ready for her so called on call dates. She thought Mr. Money Bags would be furious when the bill came but he never said anything, in fact he encouraged her telling what outfits he liked to go out and buy more like that.



That evening her husband came home late after spending a couple hours at the bar celebrating the big contract that "he" brought in. She smiled, sat him down, and then informed him who actually brought in that contract and what her arrangement was to keep that contract and to ensure more like it in the future.

He sat silently looking out the window not sure what to say or how to respond. She didn't waste her breath scolding him or belittling him she just looked at him first with contempt and then with pity wondering what the hell she ever saw in him. She suddenly realized he was just a pencil dick little troll that liked to criticize and control her to compensate and hide his own inadequacies as a man. From now on he was going to be the window dressing to her life and not the other way around.

At that moment she got a text from Mr. Money Bags "Go out and buy some expensive cloths we're going to an exclusive dinner party tomorrow tonight, a black tie event. The limo will pick you up at 8." Ileana started getting dressed to go out for a hard day of shopping and thought to herself, "Maybe this is the real fairy tale I was meant for!"

That following evening was the first of many parties and high class social events she would be required to attend. She very quickly realized that she liked to dress in nice cloths and when he took her out in public to expensive places even though she was committing adultery she liked being shown off and treated like a trophy by a strong and successful man. He had surrounded himself with many valuable things like expensive cars, half dozen homes, and now her. Maybe she wasn't his wife and never would be, but she liked the status she had when she was with him, something she could never have with her loser husband.



When he had sex with her he made it obvious he was just using her for sex, but for whatever reason that was exactly what she needed. It was actually a lot more satisfying than the sex she had with her husband.

With no emotional strings attached to sex it was in fact more liberating for her in so many ways. She liked living from orgasm to orgasm with a closet full of nice cloths and a purse full of credit cards she didn't have to pay off.

At first she would take her wedding ring off, at some point she asked him "Do you want me to wear my wedding ring on or not?" and surprising he said "Leave it on, I like knowing you are a married women."

On certain occasions he would call her to attend a formal dinner party and she obediently submitted to his wishes. Soon it became a common thing for her to be loaned out as a party favor for his friends, and strangely she actually enjoyed it and even began to look forward to it.



Initially in the beginning she felt cheap and degraded but that slowly changed and over time and she grew to embrace it. The idea of being wanted and desired as a woman by a number of powerful and important men that could have anything they wanted, she suddenly felt empowered and self-confident and self-assured in ways she had never felt before.

When she was younger unlike most adolescent girls who dreamed of a Knight in shining armor caring her off on his white steed to some up to pian life she preferred the scenario of being ravaged by an invading hoard, taken back as a trophy to be used as a breeding whore for their animalist rituals and pleasures. Maybe subconsciously she was finally getting to live out some variation of that perverted fantasy that had once filled her dreams.



With each new man she slept with it was a constant surprise like opening presents on her birthday, some presents she liked and really enjoyed, and some that were just okay but it was always something different. If she didn't like one man she knew there would always be another, a different one tomorrow, and she wasn't trapped with the same man for the rest of her life anymore. When she was in between men, she would enjoy some alone time and not be saddled with housework or taking care of some ungrateful louse of a husband.

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When Ileana did go home it was simply a place to retreat to, to rest and wait for the next phone call and sexual date. Her husband, their house, her so called home was nothing more than a rest stop on the road to debauchery and infidelity that had become her new way of life. Her relationship with her husband was no longer about love but rather more just feeling sorry for the poor bastard she only had sex with him on rare occasions and soon she found it so unfulfilling she just stopped completely and he never bothered to complain.




Mr. Money Bags took her on numerous long trips to places like Vegas and Cancun which she found exciting having never been out the mid-west before. Then he took down to Rio for an entire week. They went to some nightclubs and expensive restaurants where she saw older wealthy gentlemen with much younger very sexy women who she later learned were high priced escorts. They intrigued her and she spent time watching their every move and she even took the opportunity to talk to a couple of them in the ladies room.

Mr. Money Bags held a number of parties at his place where she was expected to entertain the guest. She had no illusions the Mr. Money Bags was pimping her out, but then again that was exactly what her husband had done and what put her in this situation in the first place. She knew she should feel like a victim here but she really did not. All she knew was that it was a hell of lot better life than she had before and that she felt much more appreciated than at any other time in her life.



It was a few months later at one of those parties when one of the very rich foreign clients came up to her and after some small talked asked if there was place where they could be alone. She knew what he wanted and she was fine with it, after all that was what she was essentially there for. Ileana took him to one of the back bedrooms well removed from the main part of the house where they could have sex.

Afterwards when they were done and he left, she stayed there for few minutes waiting so it would not be too blatantly obvious they had been together since the man was there with his wife. She was lying on the bed wearing only a black garter belt and dark stocking enjoying the cool air on her naked body when a young man wondered into the room, the son of one of the big name clients. She wasn't sure if he was lost or if he had come there seeking her out on purpose.



The young man who was only in his first year of college looked thin and fit and had sandy blonde hair. The surprise and chagrin look on his face was even more comical than hers. He observed her lying sprawled across the giant bed still covered in the sex from another man and began unbuttoning his shirt.

Ileana wasn't sure what to say or do, on the other hand she liked the looks of this young puppy and as he eagerly pulled off his shirt and started undoing his belt she was genuinely captivated with him and lost in the anticipation of how he would look naked on top of her enthusiastically pounding his young cock deep inside her.



She willing pounced on the opportunity of corrupting this young boy and giving him a special kind of fucking that only an experienced woman with just the right number of years and sexual experience can provide. She relished the idea of her using someone else for sex for a change.

She knew young boys are never any good at foreplay and since he already had a very respectable hard-on she spread her legs and invited him to plant himself inside her already well used pussy. Clearly he didn't care about anything else but fucking her. Ileana didn't think twice about it either, at least he was focused on her and not something else and he was young and eager to please. She had fucked a lot of men for their pleasure now she was going to fuck one strictly for her own sexual needs.

Fucking one man right after another she felt so cheap, so dirty, so naughty, and yet so powerful and validated as a women. She had given up control of so many things in her life and yet she now felt more powerful and in control than ever before, certainly more than she had ever felt being a dutiful wife to her loser husband.



As the handsome young stallion started to cum inside her she could tell he was unsure as to if he should pull out or not. "Don't pull out baby cum inside me. I want you're cum inside me as much as you do." she gently moaned in a soft reassuring voice.

He relaxed back down on top of her and thrust himself in even deeper as she wrapped her legs around his torso and pulled him all the way in until the head of his exploding young penis was blasting right up against her cervix.

She could see in his eyes that he was somewhat overwhelmed and excited, and appreciative over what had just happened. His face was so young and so innocent it brought out her motherly instincts and she just wanted to hug and comfort him like a lost little boy who needed to be loved, but then her own body overrode those feelings when own orgasm and after spasms made her return back to the here and now.



As her own convulsions subside she smiled to herself in the dimly lit room with the young boy of a man still lying on top of her, both exhausted and just enjoying the moment. She knew that none of the younger girls he had ever been with would have fucked him like she just did.

She was now his Mrs. Robinson, an erotic memory he would be embellishing well into his later manhood years, that dirty little secret he would carry with him and make him smile at the most inopportune times for years to come. She was the women he would now compare all other women to for the rest of his.

She felt smug and more than a little delighted with herself, there were numerous milestones in her slippery decent into this life of debauchery, and this was one of the more memorable ones that she could fully embrace and enjoy. She knew she should feel guilty about it, but she didn't.



A few weeks later she was working another social event when Mr. Money Bags brought her over and introduced her to a new out of town client.

Thomas was a tall extremely handsome black man with a British accent originally from the Islands who had studied at Oxford and done a short tour of duty with British Royal Marines before returning home to take over his family's business which was apparently doing extremely well. She estimated his age to be about 35. He was tall about six three to Ileana's five six and his skin was a dark brown like an expensive dark chocolate that you savior and enjoy only on special occasions. He had a slender but muscular, build, he wore his hair short, and his brown eyes were large and sparkled and he had a certain charm she had not experienced even with all the sophisticated men she had entertained previously.



Every time this man spoke she would fixate on the movement of his lips and Ileana would immediately begin to zone out. She felt a strange thrill and an indescribable kind of desire pulsating through her slowly at first then increasing in intensity the more she tried to fight it. She tried desperately to get those thoughts to leave her brain, but they wouldn't be denied and they were now consuming her every thought.

Between her legs she had noticed a strong sensation of arousal that was taking over her body. She looked straight ahead, but she could sense that his eyes were watching her and she wondered if felt the same animal attraction that she did.

Even though he was wearing an expensive suit she could just imagine him as some magnificent Mandingo warrior dressed in loin cloth holding a long spear ready to take her as the spoils of war to be violated and used for his pleasure.

In her imagination she knew he had an unbelievable penis, because she could see the bulge it made in his pants. Her thoughts strayed to a fantasy of how incredible it would be to breed with him, how she would take him in her pussy and in her ass, and fuck him like he had never been fucked before, her body moving on his huge cock until it filled her with tidal waves of his forbidden seed that would transform her body and her soul forever.



Eventually Mr. Money Bags excused himself and wondered off to greet some newly arrived guests leaving Ileana to entertain Thomas by herself. They made small talk for a few minutes and went through a couple of drinks enjoying each other's company. At some point Thomas moved close to her and he gently squeezed her hands. "You know I think you are quite a beautiful woman." Ileana couldn't believe it; this absolute god, this vision of black manhood was hitting on her. While he spoke Ileana looked up into his soulful dark eyes.

"Would you be upset if I kissed you?" he asked. She didn't respond but smiled approvingly at him. He leaned in towards her and gently kissed her. She didn't move, his kiss was quite passionate and it had her heartbeat racing. He lifted his head again, placed his hands on her waist, and began to kiss her and slide his tongue in her mouth. They were the most passion-filled kisses She have ever had known.



They were both becoming aroused and Thomas started to hike up her skirt. His hands were all over her ass, he even rubbed between the cleft and briefly touched her asshole. At that point she indicated that maybe she should show him some other parts of the house, especially the back bedrooms. He nodded his approval and they proceeded down the hall where she knew they would not be disturbed and she could give him her full attention.

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As soon as they got to the bedroom and secured the door they began kissing, their hands were roaming all over each other's body; it was not long before her hands were freeing his suit pants and briefs allowing them to fall to the floor while his hands found their way directly to her breasts.


"I love your tits," he said as he lifted off her blouse to reveal her black lace bra. Thomas just buried his black face in the pale freckled cleavage, kissing and nibbling. His hands grabbed at the straps of her bra and peeled them down her arms to reveal her bosoms. His face greedily pressed against her breast and began to lick, kiss, and suck her nipples.



She did nothing to try and hide her excitement. At this point she literally had wetness running from her pussy all the way down her thigh. With most men she would have been self-conscience about her loss of control of her body but at that moment she savored it and wanted him to see just how hot and horny he had made her and how much she wanted him.

He leaned into her caressing the side of her neck and whispered into her ear, "I know what you need!" he said with that incredible sexy British accent with just a hint of the islands in his low deep manly voice.

"How would you know what I need" she said in a whisper.

"All black men know when a woman is hot for them. You started letting off pheromones when I walked in and it started making me hard." He said as he reached around the front of her and started to touch her clit. "I think this  pussy is just dripping wet wanting me inside you, right?"



"Yes" she softly moaned as he touched her.

"What does that pussy need?"

"Black cock." Ileana whimpered her eyes glazed over as if she was in some type of hypnotic trance.

Now Ileana could actually see his huge black manhood, and she thought her eyes would pop out. There was a bit of pre-cum oozing out the purple head, and she took her fingertip and rubbed it around. Thomas rolled his eyes back in his head and growled softly like a sleeping tiger that had just eaten a gazelle.

Ileana was so hot and horny that she wanted to go down on him; she wanted to kneel at the altar of his manhood and receive the sacrament that she was so desperately craving. He must have sensed her thoughts because he gently took her by the shoulders, and positioned her so that her tongue could touch his long, stiff cock.




"Get down on your knees and take my cock. You need to get it good and ready for your pretty little white pussy." The words were bad enough by them self, but spoken with that British accent she nearly died and went straight to heaven right then and there.

She did as he said and was soon sucking on his large black wand. As Ileana opened her mouth, she tried to take his penis in, but only the head would fit. He was that big. He was getting fully hard now and wanted to fuck her pussy. With both hands Ileana rubbed it and massaged his balls, illuminating the image of his chocolate skin against her snowy white complexion, the contrast of their different skin tones together was truly a beautiful and erotic vision to behold.



She was so turned on now she couldn't wait to have his cock inside her. As she licked along the shaft of his penis she thought about how taboo this was. Ileana's father was not a raving bigot but he had occasionally used the N word numerous times in the privacy of their own home when she was growing up. She had no doubt that he would go absolutely ballistic to know his only daughter was having sex with a black man not to mention what her anal retentive lily husband would think if he knew, all of which made the whole situation even more exciting for her.

Thomas tipped her backward on the oversized bed as he began rubbing at her little wet pussy with his fingers, quickly finding her clit and massaging her. She cried out, arching her back and pushing her cunt into Thomas's talented long dark digits. He slid two of those fingers inside her pussy, massaging her clit with his thumb and kept up a good rhythm, finger fucking her as he sucked on her beautiful tits.



Her hands were busy as well, pumping on his cock applying pressure in all the right places to drive him mad with pleasure, massaging his member giving it all the undivided attention it so justly deserved.

Thomas then took his other hand and slowly inserted one finger into Ileana's beautiful, tight ass. She began frantically humping Thomas's hands, sighing as he added another finger to her soaking wet pussy, and with her moaning as he added another to her ass.



He took his attention away from her tits to just watch the phenomenon of her beautiful cunt as his fingers slurped along inside of her. He removed his thumb from her clit, replacing it with his mouth, he scbangd his teeth along her clit, and her body immediately began arching up to the heavens until her heels and her head were the only thing touching the bed while the rest of her body was floating up and gently ascending to paradise.

It was truly amazing what this skilled man could do to her, how he could play her body like the maestro at the philharmonic making it perform like a forty piece orchestra giving the concert of her life for a man who was truly a master at appreciating and manipulating a woman's body!

She simply could wait no longer; she knew she needed to have him and to have his seed inside her. She prayed he would appreciate the gift of her body as much she already appreciated the gift of his.

"Please," she moaned.

"Please what?" Thomas asked, lifting his face from her dripping snatch.

"Please give me your cock. I can't stand it any longer." She lamented.

"Do you think you can handle all this?" Thomas's eyes twinkled. "Have you ever had a cock in you his big?"

"I have never had one that big, but I'd sure like to try," Ileana replied honestly. She had known that she would have to be nice and wet to even attempt to take him in, but she could feel her juices running down her thighs and there was a wet spot on the bed. If she wasn't wet enough now she never would be.

Thomas picked her up and lay down on the bed on his back.

Ileana decided that she was going to do everything she could to take all he had. She had a dildo that she played with that was 12 inches long and she could take it all in, it was just the girth of this well hung man she didn't know about.
She would show him, though. She sat on his cock and let it slowly penetrate her sliding into her pussy an inch at a time. It didn't hurt at all, all she felt was a mild stretching sensation, and before she knew it she had taken him in 3/4 of the way.



She began to move up and down on his shaft, gradually descending downward until she had taken him in entirely and their pubic bones met. At that point she began to increase her speed, adoring the friction their bodies created between them. Wrapping her pussy around his cock they were both now joined, his body and hers were now one locked together in an ancient mating ritual between a man and a woman as old as the universe.

His eyes had closed as she had begun to move once she had him inside her all of the way.

"Oh, my God! Who are you?" He asked. "How is it that you can take me so easily?"



"Um, well, I guess I am just a very talented girl" she replied, and took the clips out of her hair, shaking it so that it came down over his chest like a silken curtain. She ran her fingers through his sparse curly chest hair and tweaked his dark nipples. He ran his fingers through her silky mane and took one of her nipples in his mouth.

He placed his hands on her hips to help her set the pace, speeding it up slightly, and adding a small circular motion so that his cock met all the sides of her pussy with equal intensity. She threw her head back as her pussy began contracting around his cock and making the friction even more intense, since he didn't stop thrusting.

He looked up at her and asked if she would mind a re-position, to which she replied that she would do anything for him. He bent her over the side of the bed and told her to hang on as he started to pound away at her. She felt him begin to press his cock in her very wet pussy. He started to pump her tight pussy slowly. She reached down and began to rub her clit.

He wasted no time and started thrusting like he was keeping time to one of those rap songs with the hard pounding bass they were listening to earlier. He went deeper and deeper inside her, grunting with every thrust. His balls started to slap loudly against her ass. She started to groan in pleasure. They were making so much noise the neighboring rooms would have had no trouble hearing them.



Thomas rode her like a purebred mare, and Ileana fingered her clit while he thrust his cock in and out. As Thomas told her he would probably shoot his wad up her tight cunt. She was overcome with horniness and told him to go ahead and pump his creamy cum into her. She wanted it.

She reared up, arching half off the bed. He clutched her tightly and held her close, smelling her, drinking in the aroused musky female scent of her. Gripping her hair, he forced her head back, persistent in his mastery of her soft, yielding body.

"Oh shit!" she panted with a startled half-cry surprising even herself as he plunged his manhood deep inside her. How could this excite her? How could this man, this powerful cruel brute of a man who was so forcefully dominating her, making her respond with such unbelievable intensity and passion wanting to surrender herself so completely.

Deeply penetrated, she cried out as the ecstasy increased inside her. She felt the tingle of release start deep inside her abdomen, the explosion of unbearable sensation that was now only seconds away from consuming her.



As he used her ruthlessly over and over again as she screamed out, thrashing and jerking underneath him, eruptions of pleasure blasting throughout her entire body. With each successive thrust she became wilder, clawing at the bed, bucking her hips back to meet him.

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Her submission to him was fierce, primal, and savage. She responded to him, helplessly lost in the deluge of visual and physical sensations that could not be controlled but that she could only surrender herself to. She knew that begging for mercy was useless. She would be granted no leniency. Again and again he pounded her, as she became incoherent with her need and desire for her release and his.


She was moaning and whimpering by now, her pleasure circuits on a serious overload as she felt his immense cock in her pussy and his balls were slamming into her erect clit like and invading army beating down the door.

"Yeah girl, you like this dick don't you?"

"Yes! Give me that black dick!"

"What does that pussy need girl?"

"I need your black cock to fill me. Give me that seed."



The thought of him filling her pussy was what did it. He was soon about to do just that. He started pumping faster and she could tell that he was about to erupt as he was getting even harder!

"Oh, Shit, Baby, I am goanna cum. Do you want me to pull out?"

"Hell, no." she screamed. "I want to feel you're cum in my pussy."

No sooner had she said these words than she felt the spurts of his hot semen blasting away at her cervix as he let go. She felt a huge surge of warmth inside her. He pushed his balls deep and filled her up.

An electric jolt surged and radiated through her as she shudder uncontrollably from the pounding inflicted on her small, defenseless body. It was too much for her, she quickly began to orgasm, her pussy muscles milking every last drop of his hot baby seed that his massive black cock could provide.



She screamed and Thomas started to jerk and then he let out an indescribable primal moan. He collapsed on top of her.

Ileana was in heaven, laying there beneath his beautiful dark body with him deep inside her; she had just been fucked better than she had ever been fucked in her entire life. A black man was lying on top of her, and his seed was inside her womb, just like she had fantasized about so many times.

She couldn't describe how much she relished that moment. She lay there exhausted knowing she had nothing left to give him, it was something she had never felt before, but the realization of it made her feel gratified and complete as women.



They stayed like that for a few minutes, and then Ileana could feel his sperm oozing out her cunt hole and under her butt cheeks she said, "Well, that was quite a load." She groaned. "I'm lying here in a puddle."

They relaxed and talked about how he was her first black cock, and how exciting that was. Ileana said, "Well, if you'd like, we can do this a few more times whenever you are up here for business. Thomas looked up at her and said, "Aaah, a dream come true, you have a deal."



He stood up slowly and helped her to stand as well. He kissed her, their tongues mimicking the act that they had just finished. Eventually they put their clothes on and slipped out of the room and back to the party pretending like nothing had happened. The rest of the night she relaxed and remained out of sight, not circulating among the crowd just needing some time to recover and wanting to savor the experience.



Ileana became very good at working these parties and Mr. Money Bags was very generous giving her more expensive gifts than she ever knew what to do with. After a while most of the men at these gatherings knew what her role was and all of them would jockey for position to be the one she selected and gave her private time to.

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She made a special effort not to openly show any favorites, brushing off some of the ones she actually preferred for the less handsome looking guys that needed their ego stroked and that would increase her value to Mr. Money Bags. None of them was Prince Charming and but then again she was no Snow White either.




Her favorites knew who they were and they always came back for the next party and usually even more wanton in their desire to be with her. Even the younger married guys who were still trying to maintain their fidelity to their new brides would look at her and she could tell they were fantasizing about being with her. She could see the outline of their semi-erect penis protruding ever so slightly from their pants. She smiled knowing that if she brushed up against their crotch it would set them off like a volcano. She enjoyed knowing she had that kind of power over men. Even though she was there to entrain the guest and not to torture them, she still enjoyed lightly flirting and teasing them.



She had no illusions that all of them were essentially using her for their own sexual gratification, even so she got something she needed from each and every one of them too, and the experience had left her more satisfied than her boring good wife existence ever had. For the first in her life she really was the belle of the ball. Maybe she was trading her sexual favors for it but a least somebody wanted her favors and it was a hell of a lot more satisfying than the uninspired sex she had escaped from back in her martial bed.





Perhaps she was too cynical or maybe just too much of a pragmatist but she realized that when she stopped seeking a man's approval, when she didn't need their emotional approval or validation, and when she stopped chasing that fairy tale illusion of love and just focused on satisfying them in bed that her life was much less complicated and she finally was able to satisfy her own needs. Possibly she was just a bitch and no man could ever please her but that was the way she was built, and the way the real world worked at least for her.



Eventually she moved out of her little martial bungalow in the burbs into a high rise apartment with a view of the city that Mr. Money Bags had setup and paid for. Ileana waited for husband to file for divorce but strangely he never did. She thought about it but then decided to leave things alone and avoid the drama.

She settled into her life as a kept woman. She never stopped wearing her wedding ring, for whatever reason it provided her some comfort at times but it mainly acted as a catalyst which ignited and magnified the intense erotic emotions she felt as she was flirting or having sex with those other men in her new life.



She liked to embrace the adultery and infidelity of being a cheating harlot breaking every rule that she had ever had force upon her. She felt no guilt, no shame, and certainly no pity for her husband. For her it was now just a cheap gold plated piece of costume jewelry that looked good on her hand as she was grasping another man's cock or even better when it was cover with another man's cum.

Ileana would meet her husband for lunch every couple of months wearing very expensive and very sexy outfits designed to make him know how well her new life was going. She would occasionally let him kop a feel when she gave him a goodbye kiss letting him know that was all he would ever got from her even though they were still legally married. It wasn't your typical modern day love story but for her it was still better than the plain vanilla life she had been living before.



Maybe someday when she was older and tired of this life she would go back to the burbs, but not today. Her new life was like a steamy romance novel and even though she had no illusions that there would be no happy ending in the fairy tale sense of the word, still this was her novel and her own story with her as the star character and no matter how it might turn out she wanted to be there and know how it was going to end.

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#Madhuri Dixit

My wife Madhuri Dixit is a very sexy female in her late forties. Like most women her age she occasionally has her doubts about getting older and if she is still sexy and desirable. We both have our own little "sexual bucket list" of things we have not yet tried. One of the things on her list is the "Cougar" thing, to have sex with a younger guy at least half her age.




Sunny was a good looking kid who has lived next door to us ever since he was in pre-college. He was now 19 years old and getting ready to go off to college in the fall. He has helped us out with the yard work sometimes.

We did  have a large yard, have a lot of bushes and trees that needed trimming . Sunny offered to do the job for us, and with a couple of his buddies and for me and it was well worth the money.

He brought two friends along. Raj was very much like Sunny, thin, fairly muscular, sexually attractive wholesome looking young man. The third boy was Vicky, who was a little older, maybe 19. He was a little taller than the others and very muscular. He must spend a good deal of time working out and playing sports.

All three were now working in our backyard shirtless well-tanned and dripping with sweat.

I had dropped my car off at the dealership that morning for servicing so I am sure the boys thought I was gone, off on one my many and frequent business trips out of town.

When these boys began working my wife Madhuri decided that she had to go outside and watch them, up close and personal.



She came into the extra bedroom upstairs that I used as a home office and told me she was going to lay out by the pool to get a little sun and make sure the boys do a good job on the yard.

I laughed and smiled at her and said "is that only thing you plan on doing?"

"I thought I might give them some extra incentive and maybe even reward them for a job well done." She replied.

She walked over to the dresser drawer where she keeps her very special sexy things, the treats that she brings out on special occasions like my birthday or just when feels like being naughty.

She brought out a very skimpy black string bikini that she only wears on special occasions. I remember when I bought that bikini for her in Rio and how I had fantasized about seeing her in it as I paid for it. She had only worn it once or twice and never in public, nobody else but me had ever seen her in it and now that was about to change.



I sat on the bed watching her put it on. I loved how it matched her raven hair and fit tightly against her tan Latina skin. As she was slipping her bikini top overhead she leaned over and gave me a sultry kiss before turning around and backing into my lap and asking me to tie her top. I tied her top just like she asked.

She looked damn good in that suit. It fit her body perfectly the triangle top covered her breasts well enough, though her nipples, which were very erect, strained at the tight fabric.

The bikini's bottom was likewise triangular, just enough to cover the important parts, with side ties. It was cut so low in front it almost showed her pussy hair before the bottom portion of the suit took shape; high cut on the sides she felt it showed off her hips nicely. There was just enough fabric on her behind to be respectable; highlighting her best feature with the slightest hint of a camel toe showing just how tight the suit was on her.



That outfit was certain to catch the attention of any guy that was still breathing including a bunch horny young teenage boys. Cock teasing is her favorite past time and she was obviously going all out on this one, making sure she got all the attention she could get.

She looked at herself in the full length mirror and smiled as she turned and tried out a number of different angles to make sure that she looked just right.

She grinned at me as she looked in the mirror and asked "I wondered what those boys will think of this suit? Do think they will give me a standing ovation?"



I smiled at her and replied "Oh yes, you know they'll love that outfit baby. You are so sexy in it they will probably cum just looking at you in that swim suit, Look at it barely covers your nipples and anybody looking at you from the side will be able to see the entire underside of your breasts. You almost look too hot and too sexy. I am not sure I should let you go out there in that."

She walked over to where I was sitting and leaned forward less than inches from my face and said "Oh stop whining I promise you I'll make it worth your while. In fact, I may even let you talk me into fucking two or three of those young guys while you watch. Would you like that?"



"Be honest now because if you say yes I'll make sure it happens for you!"

I just nodded and smiled. "Oh yes, sweetie I'll believe that when I see it."

Somehow I knew it was going to be a day to remember.

"Have I forgotten anything?" she asked.

I looked at her and said "You can't wear sandals with that outfit put on some high heels to show off legs and your cute ass."

"Oh my god you're absolutely right", she muttered.

She pulled out a pair of sexy black pumps out of the closet and then leaning up against my body while I was still setting on the bed she slipped them on making sure I got a good view of her tit, ass and legs while she was doing it.



"How does this look baby am I ready now?" She asked.

"You look good enough to eat I replied and if you keep teasing me I am going to do just that" I replied.

She took one last look at herself in the mirror giving me her naughty almost wicked little smile as she causally strolled out of the room headed off for her great adventure.

I watched through the drawn curtains of our upstairs bedroom as she strolled out of the house into the backyard to the pool area near where these three muscular, shirtless young hunks could not miss her grand entrance.

I could just image what was going on in that naughty little head of hers as she pranced onto the grassy stage that was our backyard.

Her bikini was very revealing, and that is the way she wanted it. She thought it would be fun to tease these boys a bit. Maybe she needed it - to see some males drool over her body, to make her feel desired by young men. I guess sometimes a woman just needs that.



"Would you guys mind if I caught some rays? It's such a beautiful day," she said, trying to look and sound as flirty as she could.

The boys looked at each other with wide eyes and smiled.

"No," they mumbled. "We don't mind at all" Sunny said, trying not to stare at her body. By the looks on the boys' faces, they definitely liked what they saw they liked it a lot.

She was happy they were staring at her body. She seldom minded when men - or boys - were distracted by her breasts. She was proud of her body. 5 feet 4 inches, firm 36" breasts, very small waist flaring to sexy hips, and a nice round ass.

"Sunny. I keep telling you to call me Madhuri."



She set out her towel onto the beach chairs; she pulled off her sarong and tossed it on the other chair. Her long dark hair was pulled back into a pony tail, and she hid her brown eyes behind sunglasses.

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So she plopped herself down in the middle of the yard while they worked, hoping that she was enough of a distraction to them to boost her ego. It seemed to work, as at least one of them always seemed to be looking in her direction, often "needing" to walk over a little closer to her for some reason.


She slid her arms out of the straps and pulled her suit down just to her bust line making sure plenty of cleavage showed.



She watched behind her sunglasses as these hot young guys walked by, and thrilled when their heads turned.

Could they see my nipples she wondered? The very thought made her even hornier. God, I want to just slide my hand down inside the bikini bottoms and play with my clit while these boys walk around showing off their bodies and trying to get my attention she thought to herself.

She was feeling so good about herself that she decided to take it up a notch. She rolled over onto her stomach (and thought she heard a disappointed murmur from the guys) and then reached around to untie her top. (Another murmur, this time more upbeat!) she pulled it away from her body except where she was laying on it, and even then she tried to flatten it out so that the sides of her breasts showed as much as possible.



Lifting herself up occasionally would also display her breasts - almost. She was feeling like the center of attention and loving every moment of it. She loved this, lying there watching three shirtless, sweaty hunks sitting only a couple feet away from her, muscles rippling in the sunlight
All the while she was trying to watch the boys, just as they were watching her. Three half-dressed hunks with her there in her own yard got her juices flowing. She knew that after this was over she was in for a very long masturbation session.

After watching her "boy show" for a while longer, she volunteered to get some lunch for them.



She tied her top and got up slowly making sure they all got a good look at her tits. She then sexily walked into the house showing her sexy round ass, letting it sway back and forth as she walked putting on a show that they couldn't miss.

She went into the kitchen to prepare some sandwiches for the boys, feeling quite pleased with herself. She had noticed all three of them looking at her when they thought she wasn't watching, and they seemed interested. It gave her a big boost of confidence.

"Maybe she wasn't over the hill," she thought to herself.

She brought the food and called the boys over to eat.

The three boys came over still shirtless and a little sweaty. Oh, yes, she noticed the sweat gleaming on their taut young bodies, and she felt naughty again and a little damp down between her legs.



Vicky, who was getting some food, accidentally brushed his hand against her tits.

She turned towards him as he said "Oops," and smiled. She knew he didn't mean it and she didn't want him to feel badly about it. If he only knew the spark that little touch had sent all through her body, with all the other thoughts running through her head.

Sunny smiled and said. "You know you're a very beautiful woman."

"And sexy," Vicky said, standing very close behind her.

"Boys, thank you for the compliments, but I'm afraid that I'm much too old for you to be interested in."



She was getting a little nervous, suddenly recognizing that she was alone with three strong muscular boys - men, actually -- that could do whatever they wanted to her and that she was completely powerless to stop them. Or was this exactly what she had been hoping for all along?

"Madhuri," Vicky said, softly and very near to her ear, "We're not really boys, you know." He placed his hand lightly on her side, just above her waist, and she didn't object.



Now it was Raj's turn, "And you are not really that much older than we are. Especially for someone in such good shape," he said, sounding nervous.

"Guys, thanks again, but I didn't mean to give you the wrong idea..." she put her hand on top of Vicky's hand to push it off her side, but she never actually pushed it off. Both hands stayed in place for a moment.

Vicky looked down at her from behind. "We don't think you were giving us the wrong idea, Madhuri."



His deep, soft voice speaking quietly into her ear sent a tingling sensation up her spine. She suddenly realized that she did have a nasty little fantasy going on in her mind, one that she hadn't really admitted to herself, but one which she had brought on as if she had planned it.

Vicky took her hand and led her to into the connecting family room with a large couch. The other boys followed as she went over to the couch. Not until she sat down did she realize that no one had told her to do it. She had sat in the middle of the couch, leaving room on both sides of her. She felt like a lamb led to slaughter - but she was willing leading herself there almost as if she was choreographing the whole thing herself!



Vicky stood in front of her, looking down, the other two boys sat on either side of her, close, facing her. Sunny placed a hand on her cheek to stroke it

Raj placed his hand on her shoulder, in a slow and almost teasing manor untied the string around her neck that held up her bikini top letting her top fall down releasing her tits exposing them to the boys and to the lite breeze coming from the paddle fan directly above her.



"Are you sure you all want to do this?" she asked. She wasn't sure what she meant by 'this'. Well, yes, she really she did know exactly what she meant and so did they.