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He took a couple of steps back and spread his legs as wide as he could with his pants and boxers still around his ankles. He finally had a good view of her lingerie and saw she was wearing a nice black lace set. He would have liked to get a good view from the front but that could wait for later. He held her by the hips and pulled her back until her butt was only a few inches in front of him and then put a firm hand on her upper back and pushed her forward until she was bent forward and leaning against the wall. He unhooked her bra and then pulled her panty down. She spread her legs as wide as she could with her panty around her ankles and inhaled sharply as she felt his hand on her pussy. He was glad she was smooth down there with no hair at all and relished the thought of going down on her later.

Her pussy felt soft and warm as he gently massaged her clitoris with his fingers. She was starting to moan softly and was moving her butt around in response to the attention on her clit. He finally parted the lips and slowly slid his middle finger in. Her pussy was already wet and welcoming and the musky smell that oozed from her pussy was intoxicating. He slowly started sliding his finger in and out until she was squirming in delight and very wet. On another other day he would have kept pleasuring her until she had an orgasm, but today he just couldn't wait any longer to be inside her. And he knew she wanted that very badly too.

He pulled his finger out of her and tasted her juices off it. The smell and the taste were heavenly. He then spat some saliva into his hand and proceeded to pull the foreskin of his cock back and rub the saliva all over it, using it as a lubricant to get his big cock nice and wet to go in her. He put his left hand on her waist and used the right to guide the thick head of his hard wet cock to the moist lips of her pussy and started sliding it in slowly. The fact that she was wearing high-heels and leaning forward gave him a great angle. Once he had the head in, he put his right hand also on her waist and started pushing further in very slowly. She had her eyes closed and eyebrows knitted and was breathing in and out heavily through her open mouth. He stood motionless for a moment to let both of them adjust to the feeling and then started thrusting in and out slowly, going just a little further in each time.

The pace was really slow. Her body rocked back and forward very gently with each thrust. She could tell he wasn't in all the way yet, but she was feeling stretched already. He gradually built it up to a steady rhythm, pulling out almost all the way each time before going back in again. It was all done in a nice fluent motion, and she was letting out soft and low 'aahhhhhh's and 'oohhhhhhh's in time to his forward push. He started to build up the pace and despite the air-conditioning they were both beginning to sweat a little.

He took his hands off her waist and proceeded to unbutton his own shirt while he kept fucking her from behind. He would hold a steady pace for a few minutes and then take it up a notch and hold it at that tempo for another few minutes before increasing it further again. He took off his shirt, but his tie was still dangling loosely around his neck. By the time his shirt was off and dropped to the floor on top of where her shirt was lying, he was ramming into her at a quick tempo, and she had her eyes shut tightly and her moans were coming out shorter and louder.

He suddenly grabbed hold of her upper arms around her biceps with both hands and thrust forward with all his force and pulled her back towards himself at the same time, burying his big cock all the way in. She let out a loud 'ohhhh fuuucckkkkk' in a gasp of surprised pleasure as he went all the way in for the first time and touched sensitive spots deep inside her that had seldom been explored before. She was still bent forward a bit but no longer leaning against the wall. He held himself pushed all the way in for a moment and allowed her breathing to calm down slightly before starting to thrust his hips back and forward again.

This time there was no slow start and no gentleness to it. He held her firmly by her arms and just fucked her as hard and fast as he could. Her calf muscles were tense and her shoulder blades were thrust towards each other. His grip on her arms tightened as he continued to fuck her really fast with short hard thrusts that rocked her entire upper body and made her head bob up and down wildly, making her ponytail loose. He upped the tempo to the max and his cock was going in and out of her cunt like the piston of a powerful engine at full throttle and she was moaning really loud now.

Her pussy was dripping wet and felt like it was on fire. He stared lustfully at the inviting sight of her silky haired ponytail bouncing around and couldn't resist getting his hands on her lovely long hair. He wrapped his left hand around her body and squeezed her right breast with it and gently grabbed a fistful of her hair in his right hand, holding it around the place where her ponytail was tied. He loved the feeling of his fingers sinking into that soft silky mane and she was even more turned on as he used her hair and pulled her head back a little. His other hand was squeezing her breast and pinching her nipple. He was still fucking her relentlessly and her whole body was shaking. She was moaning very loudly and uncontrollably and he decided it was time for her to enjoy the sweet relief of an orgasm.

He moved his left hand away from her breast and reached down to rub her clit with it instead. He leaned forward and licked and nibbled her ear while he still held her by the hair, pulling her head back at an angle where she could see him out of the corner of her left eye. Her moaning was a constant 'hmmm mmmmm mmmm' sound by now, mouth wide open and eyes clamped tightly shut. She was clearly getting very close to an orgasm, and he finished her off with a flourish, slamming into her as hard and fast as he could while pressing two fingers hard against her clit and moving his entire forearm in a really short but very fast back-and-forth motion. Her entire body tensed, she clenched her fists, and let out a loud long moan as wave after intense wave of pleasure coursed through her body.

As her orgasm finally subsided, he slowed down the pace of his fucking and rubbing in time with the heaving of her body as she took deep long breaths through her open mouth, and then just as she was starting to relax her body a bit he thrust forward with all his force again and held himself buried fully inside her as she let out a loud and long 'oohhhhhhhh' in surprise. He did that another five to ten times and then finally pulled out of her and took a step back as she leaned against the wall for support, exhausted.

While she gathered herself, he took off his shoes and socks and pulled his pants and boxers off fully. He then knelt in front of her and lifted one leg at a time and gently took off her high heels. Still kneeling, he turned her around to face him and pulled her skirt down and let it fall to the floor. They were both completely naked now for the first time that night, except for the tie still dangling around his neck. She was still a bit dazed and had her eyes half closed, but he was keenly observing every little detail and taking her all in.

 

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The beautiful and shapely breasts with their light brown and perfectly round areola and the erect brown nipples. The flat tummy with the nice round navel. And that heavenly clean-shaven pussy with the delicate looking light brown clitoris. He leaned in towards it and breathed in the smell slowly. It was intoxicating. He gently licked it to get a taste. It was better than he had imagined. He kissed her softly on the insides of her thighs and stood up slowly. He cupped her face in his hands and looked down into her big, beautiful eyes. She was looking up at him in her typically demure way and smiling shyly. He could feel the head of his cock rubbing against her tummy and the sensation was too much to hold in. He desperately wanted to feel her soft lips and moist tongue on it. He put his hands on her shoulders and pressed down not too gently. She took the hint and went down on her knees.

Although they had been facing each other for a few minutes, she had been too dazed to notice anything properly. Now she finally had his erect dick only a few inches away from her face and she was amazed by what she saw. It had felt big inside her, but she wasn't expecting it to be that big. The foreskin was pulled back, and the head was like a huge pink mushroom. The rest of it was gleaming with her pussy juices still on it. It looked like the kind of dick she'd only seen in porn before, and it felt almost unreal. She wasn't sure if she should be happy or worried. He just stood motionless and looked down at her, happy to let her take her time before sucking it.

She brought her right hand up to hold his dick and jerked it slowly for a minute while looking up at him with a half-shy and half-naughty smile. She opened her mouth and started to lean forward, taking the tip of his big dick between her parted lips. The touch of her delicate lips felt warm and eased the tension that had built up in his loins. As she slid her lips further down, he felt her wet tongue slide along the underside of his cock. She closed her eyes and started bobbing her head back and forth slowly. He looked on at the extremely erotic sight of a pretty face giving him head, enjoying the incredible sensations from her soft lips and wet mouth as he saw nearly half the length of his big cock disappear between her wide lips and then slowly come back out before disappearing again.

He allowed her to control the depth and tempo for a couple of minutes and then started thrusting forward very gently to go in a little deeper. A few more centimeters and she was starting to feel a little uncomfortable. About an inch over half length and she started to struggle a bit. She was still holding her right hand around the base of his cock, and he held her wrist and gently pulled her hand off. He then proceeded to pull off her rubber band and undo her ponytail, first running his fingers through her silky hair and then gathering it all up in his fist as he continued his steady thrusting into her gorgeous mouth.

He wasn't being rough; he wasn't fucking her face hard. He just wanted to push her slightly beyond her comfort zone. He pushed in as far as she could take it without gagging, held it there for a moment until he could feel her breathing become uncomfortable, and then pushed in a little more to the point where she gagged, before pulling out. He was doing it slowly, and each time when she gagged, he held it there for a little longer than the previous time, and each time he pulled out a little bit less than the previous time. She was getting more and more uncomfortable with it, she was gagging on his big cock, her eyes had welled up and were watering a bit, her mascara was smudged, she had saliva dripping out of her mouth onto her chin, and yet somehow, she was loving this and was almost yearning for more.

He finally pulled out of her mouth and pulled her up to a standing position, put his right hand under her chin, lifted her face up, bent down and kissed her gently. That was their first kiss after all that action, and she felt comforted. He let it linger, taking in the taste of her, exploring boldly with his tongue. Without breaking the kiss, he lifted her arms up and looped them around his neck. He then put his right hand on the inside of her left thigh and lifted her leg up, giving himself a nice angle to enter her again. Once he was in, he proceeded to lift her left leg too, and was carrying her in his arms now with both hands under her thighs. She wrapped her legs around him as he started thrusting deep into her dripping wet pussy again, holding her pressed up against the wall for support. He fucked her at a nice steady tempo, and she was moaning again in time to his thrusting. He leaned in every now and then for a nice wet lip lock.

Suddenly without warning he took two steps back, moving away from the wall, and turned sideways. With no support to lean on, her body tilted backwards till her arms were stretched out fully with her wrists interlocked behind his neck. He slid his hands along the underside of her thighs and adjusted the angle so he could go in deep and hard, and started pounding her furiously. Her body was literally suspended in mid-air, pussy impaled on his big cock and arms around his neck. With every thrust he was pulling out of her almost entirely and then slamming back in all the way at an extremely fast pace. Their bodies were making a loud clapping sound each time he thrust forward.

She had her head thrown back and eyes half-closed, eyebrows arched and mouth wide open. She was moaning in immense pleasure as her entire body shook with each deep thrust. She was struggling to even hold herself up, simply drained out from pure pleasure. Her hands had slipped loose from around his neck, and she was somehow holding onto his tie, which was still around his neck. She was almost in a mid-air missionary position as he slammed home a wild flurry of fast and deep thrusts and then finally slowed down, pulled her back up and kissed her softly again. When he finally put her back down on her feet, she was wobbly and almost couldn't keep herself erect, leaning on him and holding his arm for support. He finally took off his tie and let it drop to the floor.

Before she could gather herself completely, he surprised her again as he suddenly bent down, held her around her waist, hoisted her up on to his shoulders and turned her around into position for a standing 69. She had only seen that once before in a porn movie and had never imagined doing it. As she felt his forearm wrapped around her lower back and his tongue on her pussy it sent a shiver up her spine and a rush of blood to her head. He proceeded to pleasure her immensely with his experienced tongue and she was completely oblivious to anything else until she felt his hand on the back of her head again pushing her face forward.

She held his big cock in one hand and took it in her mouth again, matching the tempo of her sucking to the intensity of his tongue working on her. He continued to hold his hand on the back of her head but didn't push her face down too deep, just using it to make sure she kept sucking. He focused all his attention to her sensitive soft clitoris and in a few more minutes she experienced another intense orgasm. It was her first ever while being held upside down, and it was intoxicating. She was completely drained, and her body was limp, she could barely stand when he flipped her around again and put her back down, and she sank to her knees.

He looked at her with unblinking eyes as he started to jerk himself off slowly. After a couple of minutes when she had calmed herself down, he put his dick back in her mouth and thrust in and out, shallow but fast, holding her hair again. Shivani could tell he was getting close to an orgasm and wondered if he intended to cum in her mouth. She usually never let her boyfriend do that but somehow, she didn't know how to say no to Arjun, and a part of her was almost longing for it.

But he seemed to have other ideas, and he pulled out of her mouth just as he was about to cum and started jerking himself furiously, pointing his dick straight at her face. Her mouth and eyes opened wide in surprise, and the first spurt of warm sticky cum hit her on the left side of her upper lip. Most of it dribbled into her mouth and a small part of it slid up her face and onto her cheek.

She immediately clamped her lips and eyes tightly shut and tilted her head slightly to the back and side as she felt blob after blob of thick warm sticky cum splatter all over her face and neck. It felt like a long time before he finally stopped ejaculating and she gingerly opened her eyes again. He leaned in and stroked her hair gently and kissed her softly on the forehead, managing to find a clean spot amidst all the cum that made her otherwise shy face look so slutty.

 

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He helped her up to her feet and finally led her beyond the entrance passageway and into the room, leaving a messy litter of shoes, clothes, and accessories all over the floor behind them. 'Well, it looks like we finally made it out of those uncomfortable shoes after all' he said, and she slapped him playfully on the shoulder and shook her head shyly. She went to the bathroom to clean herself up and he picked up the phone to call for room service.

Over the next few hours, they relaxed together in the bathtub and sipped on some wine, before making love gently with their bodies half submerged in the warm water. They then enjoyed a much-needed hot meal, sitting comfortably in soft bath robes with some nice music playing in the background.

They then finished off the wine while sharing a smoke on the balcony, and ended up having a really hard wild round as soon as they went back into the room, before finally falling asleep in each other's arms, exhausted but very satisfied.

A few weeks later Shivani's life was back to the usual routine. She finished work one evening, met her boyfriend at the mall, had a coffee with him, and did some shopping. Then they went over to his place, and they had sex and dinner there, before he dropped her off home. After she took a shower and changed into her comfortable night clothes, she unwrapped her new handbag that she had bought earlier in the evening and proceeded to empty her old one and transfer stuff to the new bag. For a moment she wondered what that little shiny piece of metal and blue stone that fell out of her handbag was, and it brought a smile to her face when she remembered it was Arjun's cuff link that he had handed to her that night at the bar. She quickly found the other one too and carefully put them both away in her little shoe box of memories.

She lay awake in bed for a long time that night, looking at his pictures on social media, and finally fell asleep after masturbating while remembering the great sex they had together that night and dreaming in anticipation of their next meeting.

Shivani knew that was not going to be her last cheat night.

THE-END

 

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#Varsha Bollamma

It was a Friday. I had gone to my friend's house to exchange an adult video DVD. It was around 11.00 AM. My friend Varun's house is away from the road, and access to the house is through a small three feet wide by-lane, which was almost 50 feet long. The house was pretty isolated from the surroundings. Just I had reached almost to his house, I saw Varun coming out of the house. When he saw the video DVD kept covered in my hand, he was very happy. I saw that he is about to go somewhere. When I asked, he told me that he is going to his Uncle's house as his Uncle had called him for some urgent matter and that he will come back within an hour. As I wanted the DVD he was having and he also wanted to have the DVD which I was carrying, Varun told me to wait in his room, which had a separate entrance from outside and he will come back as soon as possible. I asked him why can't he just hand over then and there itself, but he told me he has kept it hidden in his room and can take it out after he comes back only.

He also told me to be quiet while sitting in his room, as his Father, a 50 year old Police Constable, has not gone for duty that day and is in the house. I knew Varun was really afraid of his Father, who was a giant man and had a very bad reputation in the city as a cruel Police Constable and a drunkard. Varun's Mother had died long back and Varun and his elder Sister Varsha Bollamma, an unemployed young woman, was staying in the house along with their Father. Varun was 19, same as my age, and his elder Sister Varsha was 25, and married to a man since 3 years, who was working in Dubai. He used to come only once every two years.

I was also afraid to face Varun's Father, so I got in his room quietly and locking the room, started to read a book. After some time, I heard some noise like someone crying from inside the house. I slowly got up and peeped through the curtain of the window, which looked into the house. I understood that the noise was coming inside from his Father's room, which was exactly opposite Varun's room. The door was open and I could see inside very clearly. The scene inside the room was really shocking. Varun's Father was holding his Daughter's hands together at her back with his left hand, and she was crying and telling something to him. First I could not hear properly, but soon I understood that she was pleading to her Father to leave her alone. She was wearing a black gown and her Father was wearing a pyjama only and I immediately understood that he is drunk. Varun's Sister Varsha was crying and was telling her Father excuses, that Varun will come soon, to please leave her. The more she pleaded, the more angry her Father became. He slapped her on her face and roughly turned her round and gave several hard slaps on her ass also, the smacking sound of those hard slaps ringing in the room, then turning her again and still holding both her hands together at her back with his left hand, started squeezing both her breasts hard.

I watched with growing fascination and at the same time felt my cock becoming hard inside my pants. I had read vastly about Father-Daughter incest and had also heard that the same happened in India also. But this was my first experience seeing the same in real.

Inside, Varun's Sister Varsha was pleading desperately and struggling hard to escape her Father's rough hands squeezing her breasts. Then I heard her Father speaking and I heard her telling her in a threatening voice that she better obey him like before, otherwise he will write anonymous letter to her husband about how she was fucked first when she was 18 years by one of her Cousins and when her Husband married her, she was not a virgin. That threat had immediate effect on Varun's Sister Varsha. She stopped struggling, but still was crying. Her Father continued squeezing his Daughter's both breasts hard for some more time and then released her hands.

She stood there in front of her drunk Father, crying softly and her body trembled. Catching hold of her shoulders, her Father roughly pushed her down to the floor and she was on her knees in front of her Father. Her Father immediately took out his hard cock from inside his pyjamas and it jerked up and down in front of her face. His jerking cock was very large. It stuck out from his fly for almost 8 inches. On seeing her Father's large hard cock jerking close-up in front of her face, Varun's Sister Varsha turned her face to one side, looking away. Her Father immediately became angry again. Steadying himself, he caught hold of his Daughter's hair and jerked her face back towards his cock. The cruel holding made her to cry out, but her Father immediately thrust his hard cock into her mouth, thereby silencing her cry.

Meanwhile, seeing this cruel act I was shocked, but my cock was responding well to this raw sexual assault happening in front of my own eyes, and that too by a Father on his own Daughter. I could not control my passion. I took out my cock and started jacking off, watching the scene. By this time, Varun's Father has started mouth-fucking his Daughter, still holding her hair tight in his hands. His hard thrusts made her choke on his large cock, which by the looks, I understood was reaching her inner throat. He was squatting slightly, to allow himself to mouth-fuck his Daughter's mouth more conveniently. I heard him muttering something to her and upon receiving no response, jerked on her hair and immediately her hands came up, pulled out her Father's balls from inside his pyjamas and started to caress them with her hands.

By this time, I was jerking fast on my cock. This scene of the drunk Father raping his own Daughter orally was too much for my nerves. Varun's Father was making wild noises and was thrusting hard into his Daughter's mouth or in other words right into her throat. Several times she made noises like she will throw up, but each time her Father's deep thrusting cock silenced her. Releasing his right hand, but still holding his Daughter's hair with his left hand and kneeling more, her Father again started roughly squeezing her breasts.

Seeing this I knew he was about to cum soon. His thrusts became more faster and stronger. With some more hard thrusts, Varun's Father thrust one final thrust deep into his Daughter's mouth and held firm, making wild growling noises. I could see his ass and thighs shivering and jerking and understood he is cumming right into his Daughter's throat. I could also see Varun's Sister Varsha's eyes bulge out as she tried not to choke on her Father's cock which was pumping hot cum direct into her stomach.

My jerking hand was flying up and down on my cock by this time. Before Varun's Father finished cumming into his Daughter's throat, my cum jetted out, landing on the floor of Varun's room. Panting, I again looked into Varun's Father's room and saw that he had removed his cock and was making her lick off the remaining drops which was oozing out. I was really surprised to see that his cock had not lost its hardness, even after cumming hard. When his Daughter finished cleaning his cock completely of cum, he pulled his Daughter up to her feet by pulling on her hair.

She got up coughing slightly. I understood that the coughing was because of her Father's big cock reaching into her throat while cumming directly down her throat into her stomach. Her Father's cock, even after the first cum, was jutting out and jerking up and down. He told her something, which I could not hear. On hearing that Varsha went out of the room. Just when I thought that her Father had let her go, I saw Varsha coming back, bringing a bottle of water. Her Father took the bottle of water from her, took a bottle of whiskey from the cupboard, poured a shot of whiskey into a glass and then added water to that. He sat down on a chair and started sipping the whiskey. He then told something to his Daughter Varsha, who was standing there with fear in her face, watching her Father drink more. She stood there silently. That angered her Father. Reaching out with his right hand, he gave a stinging slap to her ass and the sound of his hand striking against her ass cheek echoed in the room. She cried out and immediately obeyed what her Father told her. She turned her back to her Father, bent down over the table and raised her black gown up over her hips, exposing her back to her Father. For the first time, I was also seeing my friend Varun's sister Varsha half naked. She was wearing a red panties and her round, fleshy ass filled out the panties. Holding the table, she stood bent like that, with her gown up above her hips.

Her Father who was sitting and sipping whiskey liked what his Daughter was doing. It was obvious from the several jerks his big hard cock had. He reached out and squeezed his Daughter's both asscheeks roughly. His Daughter squirmed, but fearing more slaps, stood silently. The scene was having its effect on me also. My cock also reared its head up. Watching the scene silently, I jacked my hard cock slowly. Varun's Father reached under his Daughter's ass and squeezed her cunt in the front. She had to spread her round thighs slightly to accommodate her Father's big hand. All this time he was sipping the whiskey in the glass. He then told her something and immediately his Daughter reached back and pushed her panties down to her knees. My cock jerked in my hand on seeing the round ass of my friend Varun's Sister naked. I could see her shaven cunt peeping out under her ass.

Her Father squeezed his Daughter's naked ass displayed in front of him to his heart's content. He then wet his middle finger of his right hand in his mouth and then inserted the finger into his Daughter's cunt from the back. Varsha uttered some whimpering sounds, but accepted the invading finger of her Father into her cunt. He pushed his finger in and out of his Daughter's cunt several times. Then removing his finger from her cunt, he inserted the finger into her asshole. He inserted his finger almost half was and then fucked the finger in and out of her asshole real fast. Varsha cried out on this cruel assault on her asshole by her Father, but accepted the same. My jacking became fast on seeing the assault.

After a short finger fucking, Varun's Father finished his drink and stood up from the chair. His big cock was jerking up and down. He took a jar of hair cream from the table and applied the cream liberally on his hard cock. Varsha, meanwhile looked back and on seeing this started crying and pleading to her Father. Her Father gave another hard slap on her naked ass and immediately his Daughter became silent. After applying cream on his cock, he stood just behind his Daughter and spreading her ass cheeks with both hands, put his big cock head at her asshole. His cock was jerking up and down and also he was more drunk, so his cock head could not be aimed correctly at her ass hole.

Then he told something to her and she brought both her hands to her back and spread her ass cheeks apart. I could see her ass hole clearly in between her spread ass cheeks. The spreading made things easy for her Father. Holding his hard cock in his right hand, he again positioned his cock head on his Daughter's asshole and pushed hard. Varsha uttered some grunts of pain, but nothing stopped her Father. His steady pushing opened up his Daughter's asshole and his big cock entered her asshole.

Her Father continued his thrust into his Daughter's asshole until his big cock was fully inserted into her asshole. I could see her hands gripping the sides of the table, trying to withstand the pain. Upon inserting his big cock fully into his Daughter's asshole, her Father started to fuck violently in and out of his Daughter's asshole. Every thrust brought his cock out of her asshole to the tip of his cock and then he violently thrust his cock fully back into her asshole in one thrust. The liberal application of hair cream made his thrusts easy after some time. By this time his Daughter Varsha's asshole opened up more to his violent thrusts.

I tuned the jerking of my cock to his thrusts. Several times I had to slow off my jerking for fear of cumming soon. The violent ass fucking which the Father was doing to his own Daughter was too much for my cock. I watched the scene with utmost interest. Inside, Varun's Father was thrusting deep into his Daughter's asshole, with violent, hard thrusts of his hip. His Daughter Varsha uttered short cries of pain from time to time. But his Daughter's cries was intensifying the lust of her cruel Father.

While continuing the deep thrusts into his Daughter's asshole, her Father pulled his Daughter up by her hair and then with both hands started squeezing her breasts hard. His Daughter Varsha cried out more and turned her head from side to side. Her Father continued the violent jerking of his hips and fucking deep into his Daughter's now loose, well-fucked asshole. Both his hands roughly squeezed his Daughter's fleshy breasts. My jacking off was also simultaneous.

I could see that Varsha's asshole was now loose from the violent fucking and was now accommodating her Father's big cock more easily. The cream also helped and now a slight slurping sound was coming from her asshole on her Father's every thrust. Her Father's thrusts became more faster and I understood he was about to cum into his Daughter's asshole. I timed my jacking off in such a way that I shall also cum when he is cumming. Inside the room, the violent assfucking was about to finish. I saw Varun's Father thrust quickly several times deep into his Daughter's asshole and with a final violent thrust buried his big cock deep into her asshole and held his hip against her ass. His big body jerked and shook all over and I knew his cock was cumming deep into his Daughter's asshole. My cum also jetted out at this time. Varsha, on feeling her Father's hot cum deep inside her ass, uttered a small cry (of relief, I think). Her Father held his cock fully inserted inside his Daughter's asshole till he finished pumping his cum fully and the removed his now shriveled cock from her asshole with an audible 'pop' sound. Thoroughly satisfied, her Father fell to his cot. I could see Varsha's asshole still open and her Father's cum oozing out.

On seeing that her Father left her, Varsha immediately pulled up her panties, lowered her gown and quickly left the room. I stayed back till my friend Varun came back and collecting his video tape, came back to my house. Even though I never got another chance to see them fucking, the raw sexual scene which I saw in Varun's room I cannot forget in my life.

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#Kamalinee Mukherjee

I am an eighteen year-old, just. My parents are divorced and I live with my dad. We get along well, going to cricket matches together etc. but every now and then his work will mean he's away for a few days, which causes him to feel guilty.

"Are you sure you'll be alright Jai?" he'd said looking very concerned.

"I'll be fine dad", I assured him.

"Son, I hate leaving you on your eighteenth birthday, but these meetings are crucial".

"Dad, I understand", I reassured.

"OK", he said still looking worried. "Now don't forget that Kamalini will be cleaning on Tuesday afternoon, so tidy up in advance, and also she'll be collecting the sheets for washing on Thursday afternoon, so put the dirty linen basket in the hallway before you go to school".

"Dad, don't worry about a thing", I said "and thanks again for the money you gave me last week to buy me something for my birthday".

Dad smiled, "it's the least I can do for my boy as I can't be here".

I waved Dad off at the door and immediately started thinking about Kamalini, for whom I had plans. Kamalini had been our cleaner for about a year. As a 18 year-old boy, Kamalini had never stopped being in my fantasies. Kamalini was a gorgeous 40-old woman. She could be described as black, but with her light honey complexion must have had family roots of mixed ethnicities. Her hair was black, luxuriant and shiny. Her eyes were big and brown. Her facial features were delicate apart from her lips which were thick, full and succulent. I had secretly watched her eating a banana once and nearly came in my pants as her lips wrapped around the fruit.

However, the most exciting thing about Kamalini was her body. She was tall, about five feet four inches. Although, I couldn't see her detailed curves under her saree, I knew she had work hard for years and beneath her saree there were hints of developed legs and muscular buttocks. I'd covertly watch her as she cleaned. As she dusted vigorously, her boobs would sway and in blouse, causing my imagination to go into overdrive.

With her gorgeous face she could have become a model. She could easily have become an adult model, but was probably worried about what her Methodist family would have thought. In the end, not having achieved much educationally, using her attractive features, she secured a steady job as a sales assistant at a cosmetics shop. All was well for ten years, but then she got greedy and started regularly stealing some of the products. Eventually she got caught, owned up, lost her job and, because it was her first offence, ended up on probation. Fortunately for her a fifty year-old white male ex-social worker who ran a cleaning agency gave her a job and married her. It seemed strange, as he was a small quiet man and you couldn't help but wonder how the sex side of the marriage worked. To cover the agency, Dad had to be told of her probation and agree to her working for him. Unknown to Dad, I overheard the agency manager explaining things to Dad and parked that knowledge for future reference.

Now I needed a plan in which to turn my fantasies of Kamalini into reality. When Dad had given me the money the previous Monday, I immediately started planning how I could use it. I considered offering it to Kamalini as payment for sex. However, I felt that this was bound to fail. Firstly, I knew that in her new-found job-security and cosy marriage she wouldn't want to rock the boat, and secondly I was pretty sure she didn't consider herself "That kind of girl". The thought then of a complaint to Dad, and who knows who else, was too horrible to contemplate. I therefore needed some kind of entrapment and I was hoping that she would find money irresistible.

The Tuesday morning, a week before Dad was due to leave, I placed the money on the floor slightly behind his desk. Dad wouldn't be able to see it, but I knew that Kamalini would be bound to come across it. Setting up my security cameras carefully to cover every angle, I set off to school in a state of excitement.

When I came home after school I rushed to Dad's study and looked behind the desk. There, still lying face up, was money. I picked it up with a huge disappointment. Later, out of curiosity, I studied the tapes of Kamalini cleaning the study. As I'd expected, she'd moved the chair by the desk out of the way to enable her to clean behind the desk. Surely this would mean she could not miss the money. Then she'd seen it. She stood there paralysed for a minute and looked around biting her lip, but then just put the chair back. She was obviously tempted, but was probably also thinking that one slip-up would next time mean jail for sure and probably divorce from her righteous husband.

Although it was a set-back, I decided that I would have one more try. The following Tuesday I had waved Dad off then put the money back exactly where it had been the previous week. When I came home after school I rushed to Dad's study and looked behind the desk. The money was gone. This time I raced to my room to study the tapes. Kamalini had moved the chair as she had done the previous week, but this time, seeing the money still undisturbed, thinking she was safe, she immediately grabbed the money and stuffed it into her Jocket. Yes, I'd got her.

On Thursday afternoon, when Kamalini came to collect the dirty linen, she was surprised to find me home early from school.

"Hello Jai", she said with a polite smile, "what brings you home early".

I tried to look agitated rather than confident and said, "I'm a bit worried Kamalini, I seem to have lost some money, you wouldn't have found any when you were cleaning would you?"

Kamalini seemed taken aback. I held my breath, praying she would not say she'd found it and was going to return it to Dad at her first opportunity. She hesitated for a moment, obviously weighing her options, then looked disdainfully at me and said "I haven't, and I hope you're not accusing me of anything are you?"

Game, set and match to me. I went silent for a moment and then said "please follow me". Puzzled, Kamalini followed me into the lounge to be confronted with a frame on the television showing her Jocketing the money. She stood horrified.

"I'm so disappointed Kamalini" I said "I was hoping you'd say you'd found it, then we could have forgotten all about it".

Kamalini suddenly looked stubborn. "I'll give it back to you, but you won't be able to do anything because I'll deny lying to you about it" she said triumphantly.

 

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I tried to look sorrowful, "Sorry Kamalini" I said. "Because of Dad's need for security in this room, all of our conversation has been recorded on cameras, I'm afraid I have to report this theft to the police".

Kamalini gasped. She sat down collapsing in a chair. She stared into space, picturing the certain jail time she would now be serving and the divorce from her husband.

Consoling her, I said slyly "don't worry it will only be probation for your first offence", knowing damn well she was facing jail.

"Look", I said, "perhaps I can think of something". She looked at me desperately hoping for a way out. I continued, "It's my eighteenth birthday today. Dad's away until next Monday and I'm going to be very lonely in the evenings until his return".

She looked at me, smiled sweetly and quickly said "Well I can come and keep you company, we could play or something".

I gazed into her eyes and softly said "I was thinking of something more personally physical".

She stared at me in puzzlement and then gradually in horror, her big eyes wide with comprehension. She looked like she was starting to suspect that I had contrived the situation, but that didn't help her in extracting herself from the problem. Before her was a scrawny boy, just turned eighteen, who seemed to be anticipating some sort of sexual activity with her, a 40 year-old woman. Kamalini straightened up, looked me straight in the eyes and asked me in a hoarse voice "What precisely had you in mind?".

I suddenly turned business-like. Standing up I said "The deal is this. You will come here this evening and Friday, Saturday and Sunday evenings. You will do exactly what I want. The whole idea is to give me complete physical satisfaction. If on any of those evenings I do not consider that you have performed to your utmost, then the deal is off and I will call the cops. If, on the other hand, you satisfy me completely, then the recordings of you taking the money and of you denying it are destroyed. You can even keep the money, and your husband will never know".

Kamalini's eyes glinted. "You're a bastard". She was gloomily silent for what seemed like a long time, but then with gritted teeth said "I will come here this evening, but you'd better keep your word, you bastard". The last two words she virtually spat out.

I did not think of myself as being hard on Kamalini. It seemed to me that she could physically please me then forget about it. After all, she would be more money better off.

By the time the doorbell rang a few hours later, I was very keyed up. I opened the door to a Kamalini that I had not seen before. She was dressed in a casual black transprent saree with a matching blue blouse, her navel and hip looking awesome . Her makeup looked like it had been carefully applied with her full lips shiny with a red lipstick.

As soon as I had opened the door, she stepped past me into the hall, obviously not wanting to be seen loitering on my doorstep. Without a word, I walked ahead of her past the study door to my bedroom next on the left. I felt her give a sigh of relief as we passed the study with its security cameras. The last thing she needed was anymore recordings being made of her.

Once in my room she looked at me with a deliberately sour expression, awaiting what I was going to say.

"Take off your saree and petticoat", I ordered.

She stood there poised. My room had a queen size bed. On the wall opposite the bed was a full-size mirror. Dad had been generous with the size of my room, but even in that space Kamalini looked commanding and faintly imperious. But then swallowing hard, she reached round with both hands and, using her long tapering fingers, unhooked her saree pin at the side, pulling down the zipper, causing the petticoat to slide to the floor. She stepped out of it and out of her shoes in one movement, standing with one long leg in front of the other. Her panties were tight around her groin as she sullenly faced me.

I walked slowly around her, admiring her stunning figure. Her long athletic legs. Her ass was round. As I gazed at her thighs my only regret was that she was not wearing stockings and a garter belt, a mistake I resolved to correct on the next evening.

As she kept unerringly staring ahead, I instructed "Take off your blouse". There was no hesitation now as she slowly methodically undid each button down her front, slipping off her blouse and folding it onto the arm of a chair at the side of the bed.

The outsize bra was a technical achievement. Even the shoulder straps were sturdy in order to hold up the thick cotton cups and their contents of weighty flesh. The whole apparatus appeared unwieldy, especially as her waist was slimmer and narrower than I had expected.

When I started taking my clothes off she visibly stiffened. However, as my teenage body became apparent she couldn't help her mouth widening in a vague sneer. That soon changed though as I finished by whipping off my pants with a flourish to reveal my pride and joy. I knew my cock was on the thick side, but with a hardening erection against my slight physique it looked huge.

I heard Kamalini give a slight intake of breath as I started walking towards her. Kamalini was marginally taller than me and when I was in front of her, I put my hand behind her head and slowly pulled her mouth towards mine. Although her mouth was firmly shut, knowing I would threaten her if I was denied at the first hurdle, those thick luscious lips slowly opened as my insistent tongue slid between them. Oh fuck, the membrane of her mouth was warm and wet. Grudgingly realising that in our deal she was required to respond, she pressed her tongue against mine and began exploring round my tongue which sent a rushing tingle to my ever-stiffening dick.

 

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As she reluctantly responded to my thrusting tongue, my hands slid behind her and I slowly began to unhook the elastic strap of her brassiere which stretched across the middle of her back. As I undid the last hook, the two ends sprung apart and I slowly slid my hands around to the front, pushing the heavy material away and exposing her heavenly hooters. I moved partly back, marvelling at the plumpers of paradise that were before me.

Fucking hell, Kamalini's breasts were sexy. A man who was not so tit-obsessed as I was would have described them as of an obscene size, but to me I saw Kamalini's voluptuous body with its huge ample succulent melons as being built for maximum cum extraction. I began grabbing and mauling her tits and trying to suck as much chewy nipple into my mouth as possible.

My slavering mouth was locked on first one breast then the other. My feverish excitement was not lost on Kamalini. "You love big women, don't you" she hissed.

I groaned an assent, my mouth was full of succulent areolae flesh and nipples that had swollen to luscious buds as I had sucked them. My hands now automatically began sliding down her spine so that my fingers could slip under the elastic of her panties. My hands pushed down and round her full cheeks and I grasped her beautiful butt which was like two round.

Kamalini stood there immobile being mauled by me like a lunatic. My uncontrollable hands and mouth must have made her start to feel some control of the situation, as she whispered derisively. "You like sucking the tits of your mama don't you Jai".

I groaned and nodded. Feeling evermore self-assured she suddenly grasped my blood-engorged sausage at its root and slid her hand along its throbbing pulsing length until she reached the underside of my helmet.

"Should your mama carry on Jai?" she whispered artfully.

I groaned an assent as I continued to suckle her hot tit flesh and squeeze her buttocks. As she said the words, she couldn't have helped but notice how my hard Cock twitched in her hands. She was realising how her "mama" language was turning me on and it crossed my mind that she probably played similar games with her husband. An electric tingle shot through my glans as she pulled back my foreskin and her strong slender fingers began squeezing the now exposed engorged mushroom head, tracing her fingertips around its corona ridge. I groaned again, my mouth full of succulent tit flesh.

My knees were trembling as her thumb started rubbing my frenulum, the underside of the mushroom head where it meets my foreskin. Then, circling her thumb and forefinger into a ring, she began to slowly rhythmically Jai me off, concentrating on the contour of my corona as I continued to suck ferociously on her rubbery nipples.

Building up her rhythm, Kamalini was obviously hoping for a quick end to her first evening, but she was to be disappointed as I suddenly stepped back, surprising her.

"Right", I said, "this evening you're going to give me a tit-fuck and then the best blowjob in history, if you want to stop me going to the cops".

With that rather sudden end to Kamalini's pleasurable Jacking, I handed her a bottle of lubricating oil and then I lay back on the bed. To indicate to her what was required, I lay with my legs dangling over the edge of the foot of the bed.

I sensed that Kamalini was disappointed that she had been prevented from bringing me to a quick climax but, at the same time, relieved that I didn't mention fucking her. Swallowing hard, she seemed to grudgingly accept what I wanted her to do. She slowly knelt down between my legs at the foot of the bed. Splashing oil over her hands, she grasped my hard love wand and smoothed the oil around the shaft and over the helmet. Then she carefully lifted each of her huge hooters and enclosed my hot throbbing man-meat in her boobs. With her tits around my dick, she began to give me my first ever tit-fuck.

This hot curvaceous woman in front of me was sliding her mounds up and down, surrounding my oily Cock. Holding her breasts at the sides she pointed her torpedo tubes at my face and mouth-watering nipples still swollen from my slavering sucking. Lifting her boobs up and down, Kamalini silkily massaged my hot cock in a nice rhythm.

Knowing that escaping jail depended on her performance, and having noticed that I appeared to get turned on when she engaged in role play, Kamalini started her teasing again "Ya like ya mama's breasts?". As she said this she gave her boobs an extra squeeze.

I groaned again, as the head of my cock disappeared in and out of the valley of her melons. My pulsating penis was being silkily massaged in a very agreeable steady rhythm, which I wanted to go on for ever.

I could see her back view by the reflection in the long mirror on the wall. Her shoulder blades were moving perceptibly as her hands were rising and falling as they grasped her boobs.

Clearly reluctantly remembering my demand for the "best blowjob in history", suddenly as my cock appeared for the umpteenth time out of the valley of her boobs, Kamalini bent her head down and licked the very tip of my penis. She continued repeating the lick each time my cock appeared. I was thrusting up, trying to push my exposed raw helmet through her lips and into her hot melting mouth, desperate for more oral stimulation.

 

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Pausing, Kamalini let go of her breasts and grasping my thighs pulled me further down the bed. My bottom was now parked on the edge. My legs were spread, obscenely exposing my genitals and asshole. My erection was pointing towards my head and my balls were hanging in front of Kamalini like two ripe plums.

Kamalini was now fully intending to ensure that she would have met my demanding blowjob requirement. Looking me in the eye, she said "OK, now I've got you as I want, this mama can really work you".

With that she poured more lubrication over her hands and slipped them around the shaft of my hard veiny meat. Her warm oily hands coated my engorged Cock with the unctuous fluid, her slender fingers squeezing the engorged helmet.

Kamalini looked up at me with her big eyes and mockingly asked "Do ya like me doing this?".

She then licked my tender mushroom head and closed her eyes as her warm lips slid over the tip of the inflamed crown, sensually slowly stretching open further and further as her lips pushed down over the contoured ridge of the corona.

I gasped, "Oh fuck, yes mama".

Her mouth was now filled by the broad mushroom head of my throbbing hard cock, her muscular tongue lathering the hot helmet and rasping the tender underside. She started into a smooth cock-sucking rhythm, her sexy thick lips sliding exquisitely back and forth.

Pausing between sucks Kamalini whispered "Ya like ya mama doing this don't ya, ya bad boy". Her fingers gently grasped my sperm-laden nuts in her right hand, rolling and tweaking them while she torturously sucked my pulsating erection.

I just groaned again. "Oh yeah, that's it mama".

As her right hand was squeezing my balls, the slick oiled fingers of her left hand started stroking my sphincter.

Desperate for more I shouted "Yes, Yes, Yes".

Hearing my pleading, her middle finger began slipping teasingly in and out of my sensitive sphincter. As the fingers of her hands were working my scrotum and asshole, her thick lips were rhythmically strongly sucking my hot purple helmet. After several minutes of this exquisite treatment, she thrust all of her middle finger up into my asshole and pumped her finger in and out, pressing and milking my prostate gland. I felt helpless under her ministrations with the delicious pleasure starting from her finger pinioned in my asshole, continuing through my squeezed balls, up my blood-engorged stick to the meaty purple helmet being hotly sucked in that luscious mouth. I was desperate to orgasm but frantically trying to prolong it.

Then I began to imagine how I was going to fuck her the following evening. The thought of suckling Kamalini's squeezing and mauling her boobs as I fucked her, combined with the exquisite ministrations of her fingers cradling my balls and her naughty finger thrusting in my asshole as she vigorously sucked me, was too much and my orgasm exploded. The feeling started in my anus and rushed through my balls as my prick spasmed within her sucking mouth, the thick rope of creamy cum launching forth.

Tasting my spurts, Kamalini continued working my asshole with her finger, jiggling my balls and sucking my glans forcefully with her thick lips encouraging my pulsing sizzling ejaculations.

Spurt after fiery spurt streamed forth, and engulfed her mouth. With her finger pinioning me and my cock impaled in her vacuuming mouth, I continued to unload shot after shot of my tingling cum into her hot mouth until I finally lay back spent.

After Kamalini had cleaned herself up in the bathroom and dressed, she was just about to leave when I said to her "You've passed the first evening. Just three more to go before you're free. Tomorrow, come at the same time.

She gave me a questioning slightly sneering glance but then hurriedly left.

Later that evening I lay on my bed watching the scene on my computer as recorded by the security cameras in my room. Poor Kamalini clearly thought the cameras were only installed in Dad's study. The sight of her sucking me to orgasm nearly caused me to cum again, but I held back wanting to save myself for the next evening. At least I now understood how Kamalini kept her older husband satisfied, although I doubted he'd be pleased at the sight of her pleasuring me.

The following evening Kamalini was prompt and dressed in the same outfit. Again she walked quickly passed me and this time marched straight for my bedroom.

She appeared less sullen. She'd obviously found the previous evening that, albeit reluctantly, it had proved possible for her to do what I'd wanted. She'd even felt a degree of control. After all it was only oral sex.

I started with the same routine as the previous evening, with the removal of her saree and blouse. Kamalini now was wearing, along with her bra and panties, black sheer nylon stockings, seamed up the back and a white garter belt. The belt straps were attached to the lace stocking tops with garter clips. As I undid the hooks at the back of her brassiere, I was pleased when Kamalini's mouth opened accommodatingly and our tongues met, wriggling and intertwining.

Kamalini clearly felt more comfortable than the previous occasion as she quickly started fondling my love lolly, her hands Jacking it with a smooth rhythm.

As her bra fell away, my mouth switched to her boobs, sucking and guzzling on her nipples.

As before my hands moved down her back and slipped under the elastic of her panties. My hands pushed down entwining with her garter straps. Kamalini had her back to the full length mirror and I loved seeing my hands moving in her panties as I grasped and clenched her butt cheeks.

Suddenly I stepped back and told her to lie on the bed.

Looking very warily, she lay back. I approached the head of the bed and, stretching my leg across her, sat on her chest, pushing my huge erection towards her lips. At this she appeared relieved, believing that the evening would again be about oral sex. I supported myself with my hands behind me grasping her boobs.

Kamalini even managed a half smile."Ya gonna make ya mama do naughty things to ya, ain't ya!", she said, getting into her role play.

She teasingly opened her mouth a little and I squeezed in the tip of my love lolly, her tightly puckered lips automatically pushing my foreskin back. My hot meaty mushroom head disappeared into her moist succulent mouth. Her tongue licked around my flange and I began fucking her hot melting mouth, her lips now firmly pursed around my hard shaft. Her fingers started tweaking and squeezing my balls. S

She was licking the underside of my helmet, rasping her tongue as I started pumping the inflamed head between her succulent lips. "Oh fucking yes" I groaned and she started sucking strongly on my meaty helmet, gripping my balls tighter.

When I pulled away and spread lubrication thickly over my hard member, Kamalini look surprised and a bit fearful. Then, when I walked around to the foot of the bed, stretched my hands up and began pulling her panties down, she started breathing quickly. "Aargh, no don't", she pleaded.

Unfortunately for Kamalini, there was no way I was now going to stop myself from fucking this voluptuous object of my lust. With the pants discarded, I pushed her legs open. Her cheeks were now a paler shade than the rest of her lovely brown body. She lay rigid as I teased my well lubricated hard hot meaty helmet at lips of her labia. Finally edging her lips open, she tensed as I determinedly nudged the throbbing purplish mushroom into the mouth of her cunt, pushing my hot stiff meat into her warm sheath.

Despite the lubrication, she was obviously not used to being stretched by a big cock. She was very tight and only a few inches of my pork sword wedged inside her. Rigid, she lay supine.

I decided to take my time and started to explore her hot thighs with my fingers entwining round her stocking tops and garter straps. Her left hand was stretched out protectively over her genitals and, moving it to one side, I noticed her clitoris protruding out of her labia. I started gently tweaking this flaccid organ and was rewarded when the flesh started to engorge. Moisture was starting to cover my fingertips as I increased my tweaking and stroking. After only a few seconds the clitoris was fully engorged shining with moisture and I could feel my Cock nudging further into a now lubricating cunt.

 

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Kamalini was mortified. I realised with glee that I would now be able to ride her as hard as I wanted. She was a gorgeous woman with a curvaceous body and was the mature voluptuous woman I had always wanted to fuck.

Grabbing her garter belt I roughly pulled her towards me. Kamalini screamed "Aaaargh" as I thrust myself into her now buttery hot cunt all the way up to the hilt. "Say I'm a bad boy mama" I taunted.

In short breaths Kamalini sobbed "You're.a.bad.boy", forgetting to use the "hot mama" language of role play.

I pulled back my meaty shaft. Then, as I drove into her again and again, I grasped her warm thighs with my fingers, my hands tightly entwined in her garter straps and stocking tops. I pulled back with a long stroke so that I was just at her entrance then thrust my hard meaty staff all the way back in her succulent cunt.

"NOOOO!" Kamalini cried.

I settled into a slow steady rhythm of deliciously fucking her, "Thock - Thock - Thock - Thock." Leaning forward I let go her thighs and grabbed a big breast in each hand, squeezing her big nipples as I continued to thump into her - "Thock - Thock - Thock - Thock"

Kamalini was sobbing and was beginning to make a noise in time with my thrusts "Ah... Ah... Ah... Ah...". Her back was arching and her pelvis was lifting up and down, matching my thrusts.

I speeded up "ThockaThockaThockaThockaThocka. As I felt my climax building, I let go one breast and, closing my mouth around it, began voraciously sucking and gobbling the succulent dark chocolate areolae and rubbery nipple. With my freed hand I thrust my fingers into Kamalini's open mouth working her wet tongue.

This was too much for Kamalini who, to her horror, started to orgasm, her cunt muscles rhythmically contracting round my thrusting hot meat. As she involuntarily squeezed her vagina I groaned loudly, my orgasm sending the first rope of hot cum squirting in a fiery jet up my Cock and into her succulent cunt. This was followed by further fiery pulsing squirts of cum from my impaled blood engorged love lolly. I was sucking fiercely on her tender nipple as Kamalini's spasming cunt continued to milk me, forcing further draining pulses of cum out of my sore genitals until she'd extracted all of my love juice.

It was a very quiet Kamalini who left the house that evening, and a very quiet Kamalini who, the following evening, dressed in the same outfit, again walked quickly passed me and marched into my bedroom.

That evening I went through the same routine with stripping her standing up, but continued removing her panties, so that she was only left with the stockings and garter straps. I was intent that evening on concentrating on enjoying her tits and ass.

Kamalini stood facing the mirror, while I stood tight behind her. My erection was nudging against her beautiful full ass. My thighs were feeling the prick of the garter clips and the skin of my legs felt the silky nylon of her stockings. Having instructed Kamalini to put her hands behind her head, my hands were completely free to reach around her and enjoy her marvellous mammaries.

I squeezed Kamalini's bazookas aiming them at the mirror, my fingers grasping the tender areolae causing her nipples to harden and stick out. I was squirming against her bottom, rubbing my erection between the valley of her buttocks.

After a while, reminding her to keep her hands behind her head, I told her to spread her legs a little. Slipping my right hand down between her legs, I gently rubbed her clitoris as my other hand was squeezing her left tit. As before, the little organ quickly became moist and enlarged.

After an enjoyable ten minutes of this, I instructed Kamalini to kneel on the bed. Clearly feeling nervous and wondering what was coming, Kamalini complied.

 

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Kamalini was now on all fours, eyes squeezed tightly closed waiting for what I was going to do. She was still naked except for black stockings and a white garter belt. I quickly spread lubrication generously over my rock hard Cock, staring at her quivering flesh, her buttocks encased in the nylon and straps. I love stockings and garter belts and seeing those straps tightly gripping Kamalini's ass made my erection feel as big as a tent pole.

Breathing heavily, I slid my fingers under her garter straps. Kamalini, knowing full well my horny intentions started trying to pull away. But, holding her in place by her garter straps, gritting my teeth I said, "If you move, it'll be the cops".

Holding herself tensely, Kamalini hissed "you fucking little bastard", but she stayed where she was.

I now started to enjoy myself. My trembling hands began to roam over her buttocks and thighs. I slid my hands under her garter belt and the straps bit into the backs of my fingers pushing them into the warm flesh of her big buttocks. I slid my hands down further, slipping my fingertips under the delicious nylon of her stockings tops.

The feel of her flesh and the silky nylon caused my blood filled Cock to feel like it was bursting as I smoothly slipped the purple head in her cunt lips. "Aaaargh" Kamalini screamed, knowing her own moisture was going to allow me to penetrate with my whole fuck stick.

I eased in fully up to the hilt then, gripping her hips, I pulled out and this time brutally plunged my throbbing hard meaty Cock into the tight warm juicy glove of her cunt. As my stomach slapped into her ass with a "thock", Kamalini's butt wobbled and rippled.

I smirked and settled into a slow steady rhythm of deliciously fucking her, "Thock - Thock - Thock - Thock".

As her buttocks rippled and jiggled, I groaned an admission "Oh God, I love your ass mama".

As I watched her ass wobbling to my thrusts, without breaking rhythm, my fingers followed the line of her stocking tops where the nylon was thicker round her thighs, entwining with the garter straps at the front with a couple of fingers hooked under the elastic at the stocking top.

Now I had good leverage to ride mama as hard as I wanted. "Thock - Thock - Thock - Thock". I pulled her towards me, thrusting deep and hard, ripping my meaty helmet in and out her juicy sheath.

"Mama, I love fucking you between your big wobbling buttocks" I gasped. "Thock - Thock - Thock - Thock".

Kamalini was moaning loudly as I mercilessly pumped her. Gleefully, I moved my right hand from her thigh and grasped a fistful of her luscious black hair, pulling her hair back forcefully. She screamed.

Trying to relieve the pressure, she pushed up and back with her arms, raising her tits off the bed, creating a valley with her back, accentuating her buttocks even more. I now had even better leverage to ride her hard.

Desperate to end the hair tugging and violent fucking, Kamalini started contracting her cunt muscles with my thrusts, squeezing my hard thrusting love lolly, trying to force a finish by bringing me to a climax. This was heaven. Shouting "Ohhh mama" my left hand gripped her nylon clad thigh and my right pulled her hair tighter as I speeded up."ThockaThockaThocka".

Her butt cheeks were wobbling violently with my thrusts.

I felt my climax building,"ThockaThockaThocka".

Throwing myself forward, I reached under her with both hands and grabbed her luscious melons as I pumped her, rolling and tweaking the nipples painfully.

Kamalini, desperate for me to finish, continued squeezing her cunt muscles as cum rushed through my spasming meaty pole into her sucking cunt. As I continued to fuck her luscious plump body, squeezing her succulent jugs, Kamalini kept contracting her cunt muscles sucking and milking me as I was ejaculating. Her cunt continued vacuuming, extracting spurt after spurt of tingling cum until I was fully drained.

Exhausted, Kamalini collapsed on the bed with me on top of her. We ley there panting for a couple of minutes.

Eventually, I rolled off her and sat on the edge of the bed, looked down at her and said "Kamalini, you could have been more accommodating as I was fucking you".

This wasn't really true as she could hardly do much, with me grasping her hair, but I wanted her to feel under pressure the following evening.

I continued "Tomorrow, you need to improve. I will expect you to do all the work, taking the initiative and fucking me to ecstasy. As this evening was not as good as it could have been, tomorrow evening better be perfect. Or you know the consequences."

The following evening a very different Kamalini appeared at my door. She had clearly spent a lot of time on her makeup. Her brown eyes looked even bigger under thick lashes and, with new lipstick, her mouth looked even fuller and redder than usual. Her hair was pinned up at the back with a beaded clasp. Instead of the saree, Kamalini was wearing a tight body-hugging white evening dress, which appeared to untie down the front. She was again wearing black stockings, but this time with her feet in high heels, which pushed up and accentuated her big contoured buttocks. I could tell that she had no underwear on under her dress as I could see the garter straps, no panty line and no sign of a brassiere.

This time she walked slowly past me, provocatively swaying her butt as, drooling, I followed her into the bedroom. Kamalini would have been relieved that she would be in control this evening, with no hair pulling, and had obviously decided that, as there was only one evening left, she should give it her best shot.