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Tharun was little stunned to look at Tharini in the pink saree with her back showing with her porcelain skin. He never thought he will have this reaction towards someone who he despised ever since he knew her.


Vani texted him again, "so? what do you think?"

"well, she looks exquisite"

Vani covered the name of the text message screen and just showed the conversation to Tharini so we just see her pictures and the line "well, she looks exquisite".

Tharini was surprised since she was expecting something like sexy, hot etc. But she got more curious about the guy who texted

"hmmm he thinks I look exquisite? who is it? you gotta tell me, is that someone I know?"

"I'll tell you when the time comes, they both giggled"

Vani asked Tharini, "you want to give the guy outside a heart attack?" they both laughed again and the went to the main are of the store... the store guy was stunned again and he tried to sneak a peek of Tharini deep navel.

But Tharini was smart enough to hide her navel perfectly and yet showing off her tall midriff.

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The store guy was upset he can't see her navel. He had an idea..

Ma'am I think I found another dress for you and he handed off another saree and blouse combination.

Tharini was excited at this point with the little bit of an attention she got and now she was wondering what Vani's friend thinks about her. The guy who called her exquisite.

The sales guy wanted to see Tharini's navel so he wanted to give her a lehenga but the he thought they may reject and lose interest in trying on more clothes. So he had another trick up his sleeves. He took a nice transparent saree and he cut it into to half and and he stitched the edges so it looks like an actual saree but it's only less than half in size.

He gave a nice black sleeveless blouse that a size smaller and the pink transparent saree (half saree).

Vani took the clothes and she took Tharini back to the dressing room.

Tharini changed into the blouse and petticoat. OMG this blouse is more hugging my chest. Vani smiled "the sales man wants to see them squeezed up I think"

they both giggled.. Tharini is getting more loosened up.

When Vani tried to wrap the saree around the petticoat she noticed it's too short and immediately knew what was going on. She smiled secretly and continued to fix her pallu first and then she took the end of what's left of the saree and pinned it on top of the petticoat under her cute deep navel.

She took the chain and wrapped around her milky waist.

She took her phone again and started taking pictures.

Notice how the saree ends right next to her navel and there only enough material so Vani had to use a safety pin to fasten it.

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After Vani took the pictures Tharini looked at her curiously. 


Vani looked back at Tharini as if she's asking why you looking at me like that?

"Are you sending it to your friend?"

"you want me to?"

"hmm why not? I want to know what he thinks"

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New update cumming this weekend.

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Welcome back bro,
Thanks for the long update.

Thanks Bro!

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Let's go outside and look at the saree in the big mirror.


As they walked outside the dressing room the sales guy was waiting like an eagle watching them. He was happy his plan worked. With only half the saree Tharini's sexy body was not covered completely. He can see her cute deep navel and started salivating.

Vani signed Tharini to look at the sales guy's face and it was way too funny to see him in pain.

After Tharini put on her regular clothes they both bought all the saree they tried on. The sales guy have Tharini a lehanga for free.
Madam I packed a lehanga for you, I think it will be a great fitting for your amazing structure. Tharini raised her right arm high up in the air and swung across the sales guys face and two of his tooth broke lose as he received a huge slap from Tharini.

"Mysogynistic pig" she murmured and they both left the store.

Vani and Tharini stopped at a restaurant on the way back to have them.

They both ordered some green appetizers and started talking.

"So how is your love life?"
"Well, you know I am married right?"
"I know silly, so what does that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing, married life is not that prepped up to be."

"By the way, I am so glad you decided to come to the UK"

"Big thanks to Tharun, he literally went above and beyond to get me here"

"As much as I hate him, I must say he has an eye for talent"

"What? Why do you hate Tharun?? He did so much for this company"

"well like any powerful men, he got thus BDE that I hate"

"BDE.." asked Vani with a puzzled look

"Big Dick Energy? You don't know what that is?"

"ah.. no but I..."

"well it's like when a guy has confidence without cockiness Tharun has that confidence and I hate that. But Vani, you were about to say something I interrupted you."

"I don't know about confidence but he does have a big one..."

"wow wow wow... wait a minute... you mean to say you and Tharun??"

Vani blushed and said "mmmm" nodding her head in acknowledgment

"that asshole, seduced such a lovely girl?"

"well he is a seductive man, but I wanted him so bad the day I met him"

"omg I never imagined"

"well, you mentioned someone with Big Dick Energy, and it surely fits Tharun"

Tharini interrupted "oh no.. I didn't mean it that way BDE is something used to refer to men who are confident but without showing off... and I really hate that about him and that's exactly what everyone love him so much"

"well, I don't what it means, but I also think his is Big... I mean really really big"

Tharini for the first time in her life felt something between her stomach and chest are those butterflies she thought to herself....

"interesting.. you are married right?"

"yes I am but I am glad Tharun showed me what's out there in the world. I mean he knows exactly how to pleasure a woman"

Tharini thought to herself... Tharun is so loved by all the execs and he is good in bed also? Her hate for men still didn't subside...

Vani thought for a while before saying this... "Tharini, if you don't mind may I ask you something?"

"sure..."

"Have you fantasized about Tharun?"

"OMG no, please" she made a face but deep inside she felt something blossoming inside her thinking about the very thought of fantasizing him.. what will she fantasize about.. winning an argument over a meet in a conference room?

Vani wanted to press her but she had a different idea so she changed track and started sharing her experience

"When Tharun had me for the first time, I was scared because it was so big"

"so you only had sex with your husband right?"

"Yes, but I've seen porn and you know how girls have a hard time hold it with both hands... he is like that much bigger than what I've seen in porn.. it's like the definition of masculinity"

she continued...

"but he is also gentle, I was so tight for him so he didn't rush he took his time and fucked me slowly and gently and he is a first man to make me cum. he is so experience he can tell when we start to cum and he can predict based on how our vaginal walls convulses and pulses" 

Tahini was beginning to get wet without her knowledge.

Later that night Tharini dropped Vani off at her hotel room and when Vani went inside.

Tharun was laying in bed naked with his cock out ready to fuck that married woman, again.

After couple of hours of fucking Vani's knees gave up standing in doggy style as Tharun came inside her fertile pussy for the forth time.

Tharun pulled his cock out as his semen started flowing out from her pussy... he turned her around and let her lick the remaining cum from his cock.

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After getting fucked and making Tharun ejaculate 4 times and herself humming several times... she slowly started the topic.


Tharun fat cock was tired and laying flat and still big not erect... there is no way he can go again after that 4 hours of fuck fest he just had with Vani.

"so... do you still have Tharini's photo on your phone or did you delete it"

Tharun realized what Vani was doing... 

he smiled.. "ok ok I still have it.. I agree I already said she's hot..."

"I don't believe it, show me"

"don't be childish.. "

he took his phone from the side table and opened the photos app.. and started flipping through Tharini's photos..

"oh wow you saved them in your Photos?"

He knocked jokingly on her head....

Vani giggled and started to caress Tharun's nipples while laying her face in his chest and she looked at the pictures together...

she focused her eye below the phone to see his cock still down in a limp state...

As Tharun flipped... the photos.. Vani stopped...

"zoom in on her navel"

he zoomed in.. his cock twitched and Vani noticed that...

she kept rubbing his chest with her nails.....

he zoomed in to her navel with the waist chain...

she asked the most erotic question... "you think you can fill that navel with your cum"

Tharun's cock immediately stood up like a rocket...

Vani was surprised....

"OMG look at your soldier and she grabbed his fully erect cock..."

hmm you must like Tharini's navel so much 

She started stroking his cock as he flipped through Tharini's photos in different angles...

Vani kept stroking his cock until his cock twitched when Vani closed the pump with her mouth to make sure all the semen goes into her mouth when Tharun started to cum so hard...

Tharun held his phone tight and yelled Tharini as he ejeculated streams of semen into Vani's mouth..

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The next day was Saturday and Tharini called Vani to go out for drinks, they both wore nice outfits for clubbing and started to get some light drinks at Tharini's home.


Tharini asked a very open question... "I want to hear more about your fuck stories with Tharun.. she giggled..." Vani knew her plan is working...

She explained in detail various time Tharun fucked Vani, Tharini was getting wet and she didn't think she'll ever like a man like that let alone fuck a man like Tharun.. now that he is like Vani's boyfriend.

As Tharini lost in thoughts Vani blurted out the most amazing words Tharini heard "you should try Tharun.."

"hahaha.. please no"

Vani could tell she's blushing.

"I think you should, it will change your perception.." 

"No I don't want things to be weird between us.."

"No I am not that naive Tharun deserves more and I know you can give him that..."

They both went to the club and got a table and started sipping martini's as they continued talk various topics...
Vani insisted on Tharini meeting Tharun privately
As Tharini lost in thoughts... they both got spooked by a husky voice
Suddenly the "What are you guys doing here" Tharun stood tall next to Tharini and Vani. 
Tharini was shocked and without realizing her eyes wandered over his crotch.. and noticed how big Tharun's cock might be and to Tharini is surprise her mouth started watering with the thought of sucking on his cock.

Vani exclaimed .. "omg Tharun what are you doing here?"
"I came here to meet Tripo's CEO and we just finished our meeting and I am heading home"
"Vani without hesitating Tharini needs a ride back home, please take her I need to meet somebody" without saying anything Vani grabbed Tharini's handbag with all of her stuff and car keys and disappeared

Tharun and Vani knew what's going on... 

"well, you want me to drop you"

"hmm"

There was pin drop silence in the car as Tharun drove towards his hotel... for some reason he had a different idea...

"Tharini..."

"y.. yess "

"Why do you hate me?"

"I don't hate you.. I hate all men.. they think they are superior"

awkard silence continued.. 

"I.. bought a home in the St. Lawrence a while, I've never seen it, you want to check it out?"

Tharini was puzzled but she wanted to see where this is going...

"hmm sure..."

Tharun had bought $30 million dollar home in St. Lawrence

Tharun's lush mansion in the forest is decorated all in black and forest green. A black lacquer grand piano sits in one corner.

A pretty black, brown, and white dog scurries out from under the piano, running to greet him.

Tharini had seen the photos of his dog in the articles many times, she’s even more gorgeous than in the photos.

"Hey, Chloe." He pets her head.

"She’s beautiful." Tharini knelt down to scratch her behind the ears.

"Hi there, Chloe. You're so pretty."
Chloe licks her face for a few seconds but then grows bored with Tharini and heads somewhere else in the penthouse.

She nod toward the piano. "Do you play?" "No." "Then why do you have a piano?"

"I hire a pianist for my parties," Tharun says "I had it in my old home in San Francisco and had them shift tit over because it went well with the decore.

"Guests love it. Do you play?" Tharini shook her head. "We didn’t have a piano. My dad played the guitar, though."

He leads her to the piano, where a guitar also sits.

"I do, too. Just dabble really. But I love playing classical guitar and then of course some folk songs. All acoustic stuff." 

Tharini wanted to ask him to play something if she wasn't shaking from the top of her head all the way down to her toes. Rather, keeping herself from shaking. She's standing in Tharun's home. Yeah, she came to a man's home—a home with so much security, no one could find her here. A home where he can do anything he wants to her, and she has no way to stop him. Anything he wants. So much for her staying in control and being a power woman who think's she's better than men.

The thought made Tharini shudder, and again a jolt arrows between her legs. Yeah, he has security, but he hasn’t done anything to make her feel unsafe so far tonight.

She can always leave she said to herself. She doesn't have to do this. Except she want to do this more than she wants her next breath.

She want to go to Tharun's bed. She want him to fuck her until she can't walk. Moreso she was curious to see his cock to see how big really it is in flesh and blood.

She really really really wanted to see his cock. As Vani said he lives up to the name Big Dick Energy.

As if reading her mind, he closes the distance between them and gazes down at her, zeroing in on her mouth. He trails a finger over her upper lip and then her lower.

"I’ve wanted to kiss those full pink lips since I saw your pictures Vani sent me. You have the sexiest mouth I’ve ever seen."

Suddenly Tharini realized what was going on... Tharun is at the friend Vani was sending the pictures to. Tharun is he one who said she looks exquisite.

I have a sexy mouth? She thought to herself. Before she can contemplate further, he crushes his mouth to hers. 

Her lips are already parted, and he thrusts his tongue between them. This isn’t a normal first kiss. No. This is a kiss of untamed desire, a kiss of two people who want each other desperately. A kiss that drugs her, takes away Tharini's will of being a power woman. A tiny groan, more a vibration than a sound, echoes from his throat and into her, fueling her desire. Her hands, seemingly of their own accord, drift up Tharun's string arms to his neck and she entwine her fingers in his dark-brown hair. He wears it long for a businessman, and it feels like silk against her fingers. He growls into Tharini's mouth and roughly tugs on her ponytail, his tongue still tangling with hers.

They both kiss and they kiss and they kiss, until— "Bedroom," he gasps, breaking the kiss. "God, I want to fuck you so bad. I need to get inside that tight little body of yours." Tight little body? That's Vani, not me, but I don't care at the moment. He wants me, and I want him, she thought to herself. she’s lost capacity for rational thought. she didn't care that she know next to nothing about him except what everyone else knows.

Tharun takes her hand and yanks her down the hallway toward a closed door at the end. His bedroom. Tharun's bedroom. If she goes in, it’ll be all over. She’ll go to bed with him. She’ll give up the discipline and power she so desperately covet in her life. He touches the brushed brass doorknob, ready to turn it. She bited her lip, nearly drawing blood.

"No." said Tharini. 

"Excuse me?" Tharini cleared her throat. "No. I can’t do this. We barely know each other." He stares at her, but his eyes seem different somehow, like he’s looking not at her but through her. Unease sweeps over her flesh.
She's still turned on by, her pussy is wet and she felt Tharun's warm breath and she started to kiss him again.

This is it. This is going to happen. I’m doing this. I’m not chickening out. I want this. I want him. Tharini thought to herself.

He pulls Tharini toward his body and pushes his erection into her belly.

"You feel that Tharini?" he whispers, tugging on her earlobe with his teeth.


"Feel what you do to me. You won’t leave me wanting tonight, Tharini. I’m going to fuck you."

He lets her go and opens the door to his bedroom further wide open. And it’s a sight to behold. While the living room was black lacquer everywhere, the bedroom is masculine mahogany with navy-blue and ivory accents. As thrilling as his decor is, though, she's drawn to the window that encompasses an entire wall overlooking the big open farm. She walks forward, as if in a trance. The glass is so clear that she feel like she could fall off the edge.
"One-way glass," Tharun says. "We can see out, but no one can see in." She's only half listening. She's much more interested in watching thick forest behind the farm.

She turns, and now she finally appreciate the rest of the bedroom. His bed is king size. Honestly, it looks larger than a king to her. The headboard is magnificent—mahogany rungs with odd little metal pieces artistically placed. She’s never seen anything like it before. The navy-blue comforter covering the bed is a shiny fabric, probably silk. The bed is on the main wall facing the large picture window. On one adjacent wall is a highboy dresser and chest, the mahogany matching the bed frame perfectly. Next to the highboy is an old-fashioned mahogany wardrobe, which is odd, because right next to it is a huge walk-in closet. The door is op[en, so she can see right into it. Why would he need an antique wardrobe? On the opposite wall sit two wingback chairs in navy with gold flecks. The bed is flanked by two mahogany end tables with lamps on each.

"This is amazing," I say. "It’s a nice place to come home to at night." "I'll say. If this were mine, I'm not sure I'd ever get out of bed.” A soft growl emerges, seeming to come from his chest as he takes off his suit jacket. "I like the sound of that."

"Take off your clothes," he says, "slowly." Her face heats. Am I actually going to do this Tharini questioned herself? If the pounding of her heart is any indication, the answer is a very resounding yes. She unbutton her blouse. She realized she is losing her woman power, she though don’t want to disobey him. She want to obey him without question, which scares the hell out of her. One button. Two buttons. Three— Until he yanks the shirttail out from Tharini's jeans and finishes the job by ripping the two halves apart. Buttons fly, one pinging the wardrobe door but most of them falling quietly onto the plush ivory carpeting.

"Couldn't wait," he says huskily. Her nipples harden and press against the lace of her bra. Tharun flicks one over the fabric, and her knees buckle. "Take it off," he growls. "I want to see those tits."

Again, she obeyed without question. She unclasps the bra slowly, ease her arms out, and let it fall to the floor at her feet. Her ample C cup breasts fall gently against her chest. Tharun's eyelids lower, and the soft growl comes from his chest again. He loosens his tie and removes it, tossing it on the floor. Then he unbuttons the first two buttons of his crisp white shirt. Black chest hair peeks out. The perfect amount, like she used to see in the GQ photos when Tharun was featured. Tharun didn't manscape, and for some reason that’s a huge turn-on for Tharini. He reached toward her, and she shiver as he cups her breasts. "Beautiful," he murmurs and thumbs both her nipples. She sigh softly. "Do you like your nipples sucked? Or pinched?" 

"A.. all of the above," She says. "Oh, Tharini, we’re going to get along just fine." He twists her nipples just hard enough to make her groan. "You like that?" She closed her eyes.

"Mm-hmm."

"Say yes, Tharini. Always say yes. I need to hear the word."

Why? she wonder briefly before she says, "Yes. I like that, Tharun."

"Your voice is sexy. I love the way you say my name. Say it again." "Tharun." "Again."

"Tharumn." "Now, tell me what we're going to do here tonight." "You're going to fuck me, Tharun." "Yes, I’m going to fuck you." Her body melts. She's standing in front of Tharun, her sandals and jeans still on, her breasts exposed, her nipples hard and ready.

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When you close your eyes and imagine Tharini, which actress comes to your mind?

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I would say Rakul Preet based on the character, attitude and also the physic. Only difference is that her navel doesn't suit your description.
Other than that I couldn't find a exact match, that kind of makes it difficult to feel the story. Nonetheless it is wonderful narration.

Oh wow, what a great choice man! I always thought Rakul Preet's outie belly button look like a little knot is sticking out. And that's the only thing I don't like about Rakul Preet.

Also the Tharini's navel shape (round and deep) has a significance in the story line.

Anyone else you can think of?

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"You like your nipples pinched?" Tharun's husky voice took her places.

"Yes," she said on a soft sigh.

"What else do you like?"

"Whatever you want to do to me, Tharun."

The words fall off her tongue with no thought or effort. She can’t deny the truth of them. She’s here. He’s here. And he can do whatever he wants to her.

"Take off the rest of your clothes, Tharini." 

"Are you going to take yours off?"

"Does it matter?" Tharini opened her mouth to respond, but he stops her with a gesture.

"Undress."

She swallows, her heart thundering, and she kicks off her sandals and then unsnap and unzips her jeans. She slowly lower them over her fine hips and peel them off her sensual legs until she's standing only in her sweet little panties.

"Keep going," he says.

She wiggle out of the panties and kick them a few feet away, next to Tharun's tie.

She hasn't shaved her vulva in a few days. Ashe was wondering if her brown stubble will be a turn off?

"Very nice," he says, licking his lips. Last time Tharun sucked on coarse mangoe like pussy.. but Tharini's is a slight stable left unshaven for few days.

"I can smell you," he says. "You're ripe. Wet. Aren’t you, Tharini?"

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"I can smell you, I can smell that tight little pussy of your Tharini" he says. "You’re ripe. Wet. Aren’t you Tharini?"

Tharun loved to hear her voice so much that he is want her to say those words, but she reponded biting her lower lips.

"Mm-hmm."

"What did I tell you?" he says sternly. "About using the word?"

"Yes. Yes, I’m wet."

"Who are you wet for, Tharini?"

She cleared the lump in her my throat.

"f..f..f.. for you. I.. I.. I’m wet for you, Tharun."

He grabs her then and crushes their mouths together. Her tongue wanders out to meet his in another raw kiss. Raw and beautiful. His full lips slide against hers as he plunders her mouth, and she wanted him to do the exact same thing to her pussy. But she did not know to ask for it. Her tummy flutters and nerves exploed. her pussy throbs synchronized with her rapid heartbeat.

Tharun moves one hand seductively over her shoulder to her chest, cupping a breast and pinching a nipple. she inhaled sharply, breaking their kiss just slightly for air. Then his hand travels downward, over her belly, to— "Oh!"

He touches her clit gently…and then not so gently as he slides his fingers through her labia folds. This time, he breaks the kiss. "So wet," he growls in her ear. She felt the warm air from his mouth caressing her cheeks.

"I’m going to drive my cock into you, Tharini. I’m going to drive so far into you that you’ll be sore tomorrow. Every time you move, you’ll think of me inside you, taking you, fucking you. You’ll know I was here."


Before she could respond, she gasped since Tharun slid a finger into her wet pussy.

"God, you’re so tight. I can’t wait to fuck you."

Even thought his fingers in her pussy felt so could she thought tohersflr she can’t wait, either.

She was more and more anxious about how great his cock will look like, she cannot wait to see his cock. Since Vani raved about how pretty Tharun's cock looks and hie thick and long it is she can't believe she is moments away from seeing and grabbing and enjoying his cock.

He has beautiful hands, long, thick fingers and she was imagining how his cock looks like based on what she saw of his fingers.

His fingers were perfect for what he’s doing to her pussy. And he’s a master at it. She wanted to enjoy the pleasure, not stress out about when she can see his cock. He continues to finger fuck her, adding another while working his clit with his thumb.

Her legs wobble, but he steadies her, keeping her in the perfect position for the delicious things he us doing to her.

"Feel good, Tharini?"

"God, yes," She sighs. "So good."

he closed in on hr and touched her earlobes with his teeth "By the end of this night," he whispered, "I promise this will be the least of what you remember."

No. Not possible. She’ll never forget his fingers and how they find just the right spot to make her hotter and wetter than she’s ever been. Until he pushes her down on the bed, moves to spread her legs, and closes his eyes.

"I need to taste you."

She was curious how his toungue against her tongue is rough but wjem it's on her clit, the perfect texture to make her squirm beneath him. She ached at the loss of his fingers, but as he tongues her folds, sliding from her clit to her perineum and back, she reveeled in the new, though less intense, pleasure.

Why not go slowly? Why not experience each touch in its own right? He was licking the wetness from my inner thighs and then shoving his tongue into her heated pussy. He seems to know instinctively when to go back to her clit and get her going again and again.

Tharini was riding a roller coaster of pleasure—up and down and up and down, fast and slow and fast and slow and fast and slow… just when she thought think she's about to explode, he brings her down again.

"God, you taste good," he says against her thigh, his breath like a warm breeze. she opens her eyes.

Tharun stood back.. Tharini's heart was racing know she is moments away from seeing Tharun's cock for the very fisrt time.. a life long man hater is not can't wait see Tharun's cock.

Something hangs above her on the ceiling over Tharun big bed, but she didn't think much of it.

She raised her head and looked between her legs.

"Are you ever going to undress?" asked Tharini impatiently hoping to see his cock..

"In time," he says again. "But if you ask again, I won't." His voice is low, with more than an edge of dominance.

She's not sure how he;s going to fuck her with his clothes on, but she decided to not ask again. She closed her eyes, ready for more of his mouth on her when— "Oh!"

He flips her over like a dosa, so she's facedown on the bed, her legs hanging off. He pins her in position.

"Don’t you dare move." a power woman first time experience a little bit of dominance

The clanking of his belt and then the zing of his zipper… The tear of a wrapper… Curious, she turn to look at him...

he pushes her back down harshly.

"I said don't fucking move!"

Then a low groan as he plunges deep into her.

"Fuck, yeah."

She hasn't seen his dick, but he must be huge by the way he fills her, she thought to herself. She burn as he tunnels into her, and it’s a good burn. A really good burn. His stubbled cheek scratches her jawline when he leans down, trapping her under him.

"Don't move, Tharini. I’ll stop if you do. do you understand?"

"Yes," She whimpers.

He sucks her earlobe between his teeth.

"You're so damned tight. fuck, you feel good."

He rises slightly, planting his hands on her shoulders—not hard enough to hurt but hard enough that she truly can’t move. She's trapped, at his mercy. Completely under his spell. Her heart speeds up, anxiety setting in. She wanted to get back in control. Get back in control so bad. But she could not. She’s immobile. And she realized for the first time, she's totally loving it, being powered by a man, overpowered!!

She's not gagged or anything so she can always tell him to stop. But she didn't stop him. She loved it.

She closed her eyes and surrendered to the rapturous feelings taking over her body. Electricity sizzles around them, and she can swear she can see it in her mind's eye, feel it in her core. Tharun plunges in and out of her, slowly at first and then increasing his speed. The cotton of his shirt brushes her lower back as he pushes, pushes, pushes, and with each push, her clit corrodes away against the comforter, giving her jolt after jolt of magnetizing pleasure.

His dick slides in and out, hitting spots inside her she never knew existed—spots that increase hr pleasure, increase the energy swirling in her clit. She grasp the comforter in her fists, still immobile, biting her  bottom lip so hard she fear she draw blood.

Something’s different. she's been excited before, turned on before, but this is new, as if she's running naked through a forest at dusk, reaching, reaching, reaching for a mysterious black bird that holds a secret she needs. It flies closer and closer but then flaps away, always just a foot out of her grasp. She can tell it's because she hns't seen his cock that's entirely buried in her feeling massive.


God, I’ve never felt this way. she thought to herself. 

"I'm going to come." Tharun thrusts and thrusts and thrusts. "Come with me, Tharini. Come with me."

His words are a command—a command she can't obey, except— "Oh my God!" An intense and tingly heat begins in her core. And her vaniganal walls starts to convulse,, Tharun smiled and he knows that familiar feeling Her  pussy shatters, warmth coursing through it, and she swear electricity surges through her veins and sizzles outward all the way to her fingers and toes. The roller coaster finally reaches the pinnacle and plunges her into nirvana. she pulse in time with him, each stroke, as he finishes inside her. Streams and streams of semen enters her vagina and she can feel every drop of it... \her whole body becomes one with Tharun, with the bed, and with herself.

This. This is what she's been missing. This is what she come so close to but never experienced—this intensity, this dreamy high. What would Tharun say if he knew this was her first orgasm ever?


She was thanking Vani min her mind for making this happen..

She didn't have much time to ponder the complete wonder of what just happened. Tharun pulls out, and she turnd over to see what’s going on.

Her mind is like inside kaleidoscopic whirlwind of the climax when Tharun finally rips off his own clothes.

And she gasps!!! The man is a fucking god. His eyes are ablaze with fire as he looks down at her.

His cock, though he just came, is nearly erect again.

"Move to the head of the bed," he says. "Lie on your back and grab two of the rungs of the headboard."

She stared at him—his glistening lips, his perfect chest with scattered black hair, his hard abs, his black nest of curls encircling his huge cock.

"Now, Tharini."

She' still intoxicated from the climax, but she hastily scoot backward as he demands, rest her head on one of his fluffy pillows, and grab the headboard.

"I’m not going to bind you," he says.

Bind me? He was thinking of binding me? Oh, hell no! She thought to herself.

She let go of the headboard and meet his gaze, her own on fire.

"Grab the rungs," he says calmly but darkly.

"No, I won’t. You can't tie me up." "I think I just said I wasn't going to."

A strange sliver of disappointment edges through her. She shakes it off.

"I—"

"Grab the rungs, Tharini. Right Now!." His voice. What is it about his voice that makes her want to obey him? To never question him? My God, if he asks me to do something illegal, I may just do it. That’s how hypnotizing his husky voice is. she grabs the rungs.

"Good." He scoots on the bed so he's straddling her, his cock dangling at her mouth.

"Get me hard again. Use that sexy mouth of yours." He wants a blow job. Of course. I never knew a man who didn’t want a blow job. That I can do.

Tharun is bigger than anything she has ever imagined, but she's pretty sure she can pull this off. He pushes his cock between her lips slowly, letting her go at her own pace. When he hits the back of her throat, he's only a little over halfway in. That's when she realized how big his cock really is and it's growing.

She let go of one rung to use her hand— she really really really wanted to touch and admire his cock

"Don't let go!" he says through clenched teeth. She wants to tell him since she can make it better for him if he’ll let her use her hand, but she can’t because her mouth is full of cock.

She quickly re-grab the rung. He still moves in and out of her mouth slowly. His erection has returned in full force, and she's excited to get it inside her again, to do an instant replay of the most amazing several minutes of her life.

Vani was right. An orgasm can’t be described, an orgasm from Tharun is from other world.

Vani said "You will enjoy sex with Tharun," She once told her. "Maybe I’m climaxing and I don’t realize it."  "No," she replied. "You'll know when it happens. When Tharun makes you cum you will know it in every cell of your body" How had she ever doubted her?

Now that she has experienced the thing that has always eluded her, because of her feminist thinking and hate for me. now she wants more. A lot more.

Tharun finally removes his cock from her mouth and eases down her body.

She could only catch a glimpse of his thick erect cock and she wanted to hold it so badly...

"Your tits are perfect," he says, and then he sucks one between his lips while lightly pinching the other. Goose bumps erupt on her flesh.

Her nipples feel as if they’ve never been touched before, of course Tharun is the first man to ever tantalize them. He sucks, nibbles, bites. She squirm beneath him, circling her hips, searching for something to rub against her clit to relieve the pressure building in it again.

Her breasts are swollen and achy, and each tug on her nipples rushes straight to her pussy. Tharini sucks and bites, his stubble abrading her sensitive skin. How she longed to run her fingers through his thick hair, smooth back the wet strands sticking to his forehead.

But she could not let go. she could not, just could not. She is not bound, but she could not let go the rungs she was holding as if she is in the spell of Tharun a power woman who thought she'd never bow down in from of a man. She’s bound by Tharun's will, Tharun's strength. She didn't know what to think, but she knew something in her… Something in her likes it. Something in her wants more. She doesn't  like being contained.

Her fingers itch and tingle. They want to move, embed themselves in the silk of Tharun's cock. She wiggle a finger. Yeah, she can still move them. But she doesn't move. No matter how much she wants to. She does'nt .

"You're beautiful," he says after releasing her nippled. He moves down her body, raining soft kisses on her belly and her vulva.

"I want to eat you again, but damn, I need to get inside that hot pussy. Fuck.”