Indian Sex Stories

"A Book From Behind"

2010-02-08T23:54:00.000-08:00

A lesson no one must miss ouut from your JJ, it’s beeen a pleassure taking on old juicy cunts and this is one in also the same mature felmale sex experience. This was nonoe other than my own teacher in Chennai, she was well into her 40’s when this happened to me while I was only 28 and trying to learn French.
"One more lesson," she had said.

"Next time, I want you to fuck me," she had said.

For a week, I had been looking forward to today with anticipation and relief. I promised myself that this last lesson would be unforgettable for the both of us. And I was relieved, because I sure didn’t want this to go any farther. Neither one of us needed any complications.

She arrived right on time, 9:00 AM, with a smile on her face.

"Hi Susila," I said. "Tell you what, to give us more time for the lesson, I'll do the downstairs and you do the upstairs."

"That's OK with me. I can't wait long anyway."

Susila got the cleaning supplies organized and went upstairs while I started in my bedroom. The anticipation energized me and I quickly finished all the work given to me by her.

My penis had already become semi-erect from the anticipation. Suddenly, I felt a hand reach from behind me and grab my penis. Startled, I turned the book over.

"I'm done and I'm ready for my lesson," Susila told me. "Why don’t you stop now and I'll finish what's left before I leave?"

Before I could answer, she took me by the hand and led me into the bedroom. She pulled my shirt over my head. I unbuttoned her nighty. She was not wearing a bra. I looked at her perfectly shaped breasts and said, "Susila, your body is absolutely fantastic!"

"I like what you have too," Susila said. She smiled and kneeled down. Pulling my shorts and underwear off, she exposed my now erect penis. Bending over it, she gave it a lick with her tongue.

I took her by her shoulders, stood her up, and pulled off her panty. She, too, was already aroused. I could see the wetness around her opening.

Both naked now, I drew her toward me and held her body next to mine. She adjusted herself so that my penis thrust between her legs. She began rotating her hips, rubbing her clitoris against my erection. We both moaned with pleasure.

"Not so fast, Susila," I said. "I want this lesson to last."

I took her hand and walked us to the bed. We lay side by side. I wet a finger and began stroking her breasts and nipples. She turned toward me, sliding my penis between her legs. I started caressing her shoulders and back. Soon, her fingers were meandering back and forth across mine. She began to move her hips again, but I told her to stop. I worked my hands to her buttocks, squeezing and kneading them. I took my middle finger and ran it across her anus. Her breath caught. Her body twitched involuntarily.

"Susila," I said softly, "Have you noticed how sensitive your anus is?"

"Ummmm, yes, and don't you dare stop."

"Turn over and get up on your knees. Let's spend some time pleasuring you there today."

She turned away from me, rolled on her stomach, and brought her knees under her body. I took a moment to look at her round cheeks. They were perfect. I couldn't see a blemish anywhere.

I moved her to the edge of the bed and told her to lay her face down. I stroked her cheeks for a moment. Then, parting her cheeks.

"Susila, I'm going to fuck you from behind," I heard myself say. "When you feel my penis against your anus, press back against it. Let it enter you slowly. If you tell me to stop, I will. Immediately."

I moistened myself with the juices running down her legs. Placing my erection at her anal opening, I rubbed it back and forth for a few moments. Then I pushed lightly against her. Tentatively, she backed against me. I could feel myself begin to slip inside. Slowly she took me farther and farther. I pulled back slightly and gently pushed back in. After several thrusts, she was matching my rhythm. I reached for her nipples again and began pulling and twisting them. She moved her hips away from me, almost letting my penis out, then backing toward me, pulled it in again. She began breathing faster, pumping her hips faster. She found her clitoris with one hand and began to massage it furiously. All too soon, I could feel myself starting to come. Susila felt it too and gripped my penis tightly with her sphincters. I grabbed her hips and pulled her toward me, thrusting my penis fully into her anal opening. I screamed, "I'm coming." As my semen burst out, she arched her back and came with me.

We collapsed on the bed, with my penis still firmly implanted in her anus. It softened, slid out, and I turned on my back.

"That felt so ... so ... incredible," Susila exclaimed.

I started to get up.

"Where are you going," She asked.

"I'm going to wash my penis off," I responded.

"Let me do it," she said. I watched her head for the bathroom, admiring her cheeks again. I smiled, knowing that I had just been between them.

She returned with a soapy wash cloth. Holding my penis, she washed the tip, around the head, and up and down the shaft. I lay back thoroughly enjoying the sensuous moment. In no time, she had me erect again.

"OK, Leto. You've had your fun. Now I want you to fuck me. No preliminaries, not slow, not gentle, just fuck me as hard as you can."

I rolled her on her back and forced her legs apart with my knees. I yelled, "Wrap your legs around my waist!" Grabbing my penis I found her opening and shoved it inside. I pulled back and drove it in again. Susila gasped. I took her legs and put them on my shoulders. I thrust back and forth with all the energy I could muster. She moved her legs back around my thighs.

"I can feel your penis against my clit better this way," she cried.

Our hips found a rhythm. I would pull almost completely out of her then she would take me back in. I could feel the tip of my penis pounding against the back of her hole. Her body began to shudder. With one final thrust, I went as deep as I could and held myself there, lifting slightly to push against her clitoris. She pushed back to increase the pressure.

Susila came with a scream, covering us with her juices. At the same time, I felt my come as it burst up my shaft and erupted into her. I began fucking her again. We lost consciousness of how long we fucked. We had no idea of the number of orgasms she had before I came a second time. We were in a world of intense pleasure; pure sex, pure lust, pure fucking.

Finally, Susila became limp. No longer able to hold myself up, I collapsed beside her.

For a long time, we said nothing.

"Susy, you are amazing. You are the best fuck I ever had. Nothing could ever top this."

"Leto, I couldn't even have imagined what you made me feel today. Everything was so intense."

We lay silent again, reluctant to move.

After a while, Susila said, "One more time, please?"

"Getting greedy, aren't you," I laughed.

"I figure I already have an 'A.' I want an 'A+."

"You already have the top grade, Susila, but if you want it, I'll be happy to accommodate you."

So we fucked again, this time more slowly, savoring the sensations we were giving each other.

"You are a great teacher," Suzy said as she was getting dressed.

"And you are a teacher's dream," I responded.

Her lessons were over, but every now and then, we would have a "brush-up" session so that she would not get out of practice and lose what she had learned. Your JJ had infacvt got a A+ Grade at the French exams, feedbacks to seekcompany@gmail.com

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Your Lovingly
JJ

A Cool evening In Chennai

2010-01-07T04:33:00.000-08:00

31th Dec 2009 a decade passing off peacefully after the "Y2K", a cool Chennai breezes was working as Ashwath sat nude, on the edge of his bed, still a little wet from his recent shower. He stared at the phone in silence, only his half-aroused penis a clue to what he was thinking. Actually there were two thoughts, at the moment, that were at odds with one-another; "I shouldn't, I was just over there a few days ago." and "Boy would I like to."

Ashwath's problem was that he always felt a little guilty about how he had to manipulate Meenu into letting him come over. He knew she didn't like the idea of cheating on her husband, but Ashwath would always manage to coax her into relenting anyway. This had been so for months and he still felt guilty.

Finally he picked up the receiver and punched out the numbers.

"Hello," a breathy female voice answered.

"Meenu?"

"Who's this?"

"It's Ashwath, c'mon, you know who this is."

"Mm, hello Al. I just didn't expect to hear from you so soon."

"Are you alone?"

"Well..."

"C'mon Meenu, is he there?"

"No Ash. You know he won't be home for hours."

"Good. I was thinking about coming over."

"I don't know Ashwath...."

"Didn't you enjoy yourself last time, don't you always?"

"Maybe."

"Maybe, Meenu when I come over there your pussy is always dripping. And you can't wait for me to taste it."

"Ash! You shouldn't talk to me like that."

"And, remember when I shove my cock up your wet pussy how you always yell 'fuck me, fuck me Ashwath...'"

"I do not..."

"And, boy, last time did I ever fuck you, boy did I fuck you and you came again and again and I came..."

"Ashwath, you stop that right now!"

"And then you sucked my dick 'til it was nice and stiff again and you got on top and guided the knob between your pretty dripping pussy lips and sat real fast..."

"Oh! Ashwath, I'm warning you, I'm going to hang up..."

"And I lay back and watched you ride my cock and watched your luscious tits bounce and I squeezed them and pinched your big nipples and I watched my slick cock disappear up your hungry cunt again and again and again..."

"I swear Ash..."

"And you came again but I didn't so I rolled you over and you waved your gorgeous ass at me and I stood behind you and shoved my cock up your hot pussy and fucked you for all I was worth, my balls bouncing off your sexy ass..."

"Ash..."

"And then you yelled fuck my ass please fuck my ass you said, so I got the last gob from that hair gel jar I bought you a few weeks ago and stuck it in your ass and then shoved my stiff dick in..."

"Ashwath, I'm getting really, really mad..."

"And you begged me not to stop, not to stop Al and I didn't stop and we both came at the same time and I shot my cum up your tight little ass..."

"That is just about enough..."

"And here I am, Meenu, just out of the shower, sitting on my bed with a raging hard-on, thinking about how good your pussy tastes and your tits taste and how hot and tight your ass is and how good it feels with my cock shoved up it and just thought I'd give you a call. Is that so bad?"

"Well..."

"So how about it? Should I come over?"

"...OK, I guess so. But that doesn't mean I'm going to let you fuck me."

"Sure Meenu, whatever you say."

"With your big stiff cock."

"No problem..."

"And it doesn't mean that I'm going to suck on that big dick of yours 'til you cum in my mouth. And if I do suck your dick it doesn't mean I'm going to swallow your cum and lick your cock and balls clean..."

"Amen, uh sure Meenu."

"So don't think you're going to come over here and fuck me and fuck me repeatedly and make me cum all over your big cock and beg you to fuck me more, like I may have done in the past. Just because you're sitting there naked and all with a big hard-on, don't think my pussy is dripping wet from all your sweet talk."

Ashwath was dressing awkwardly, while juggling the receiver, "I'm on my way Meenu. I'm on my way."

"Well, OK, but remember what I said."

"Sure, sure. Oh Meenu, can I bring anything?"

"Well...I guess you can pick up some kind of lubrication, maybe some more set wet gel. But don't get any ideas, that doesn't mean I'm going to let you fuck me up the ass with that nice big stiff dick of yours, like you always do."

"I'm on my way Meenu. I'm on my way."

"That doesn't mean that I'll be thinking of those handsome big shoulders and strong arms of yours and that I'll be waiting here all showered and perfumed and naked and hungry for your cock and hot for you."

"Sure thing honey." Ashwath hung up, smiling as he ran out the door, "Works every time," he thought.

Meenu hung up and grinned as she began to strip, singing aloud to herself, while she danced towards the bathroom and the shower, "Works every time, works every time..." Zoom went the SKODA Z4 two seater fully loaded race machine to Mylapore where Meenu lived. Your comments please to seekcompany@gmail.com

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Yours Lovingly

JJ

The Sensual Apocalypses

2009-10-30T06:01:00.000-07:00

A JJ Submission:

Date: 27th October 2009 was something different from the ordinary in Chennai & it was the one thing everyone in Chennai looked. As I went through the morning news paper the met dept., announced the NE monsoon is delayed by 10 days. How true it was raining outside from 3 in the morning. Around the globe Tamil community alone knows the met dept., prediction as a hilarious comedy when the heavens pour Chennai schools will function & later the forecast will be out as more rains to lash eastern coast within the next 48 hours. By God the sun will out early the next day...

It was a Chill afternoon just like Christmas season. I bunked work and was resting happily on the sofa in my apartment in the hall with my shirt open, trying to catch as much blowing air from my ceiling fan as I possibly could. My eyes were closed but I was far from being asleep.

My eyes came open when I heard a knock on my door. I wasn't expecting any visit from anybody on that day – it was merely one of those days when I preferred being alone with myself and my thoughts. I got up and went and opened the door.

"Hi there, Chris," Asha said. She lived in the opposite flat. She was a definitely pretty sight around the apartment, and on that day she was looking like something that had just stepped out of a modeling line up, the way her long legs stuck out of her denim skirt. The way her pert-looking breasts nearly seemed like missile cones as they pushed themselves outward of her white cotton sleeveless blouse, the sparking smile on her lips ... it was enough to make any man's tongue slip out of his mouth like that of a salivating wolf. A good thing that at that moment I wasn't in any mood to be moved by such.

"Hey there, Asha," I said. She always liked it when I called her such; it was our own personal secret. "What's up with you?"

She shrugged and said, "Nothing much seen your car in the parking. Just thought I should stop by and see how you're doing. It's been a while. Mind if I come in?"

My left eyebrow went up an inch. Though Asha and I were friends, she'd never before made any attempt to step into my domain. God knows I've tried so many times in the past to make her accept my offer till I finally gave up on it, figuring it wasn't worth the trouble anymore. If she was aware of it, it didn't register on her face. I made way for her to step in before closing back the door.

She spotted the pillow lying on the far end of the sofa on which my head had earlier resting on before she came and went over to sit beside it before continuing. Are you ok? looking a little ill & tired Asha asked.

Fine thought I should rest it out, that's all. Can I get you something to drink?"

"Any soft drink will be nice," she said with that smile back on her lips.

I left her and went into the little room bedside my bedroom which served as our kitchen. I opened the fridge and took out two can Cokes and returned to the hall, handing one of the over to her. She thanked me before popping the tab; we clicked our cans and muttered 'cheers' to each other before taking a sip. An awkward silence suddenly appeared in the room; she soon broke it.

"So, what were you up to before I knocked?"

"Nothing serious," I said. "Just lying here thinking about something."

"Oh yeah, what was it?"

I shrugged. "Can't really put my finger to it – just something beautiful."

Asha sipped her Coke; her eyes stared into mine. "Something beautiful you say," her hand then came up and rested on my thigh. "Can you describe it to me – what beautiful thing it was that you were busy thinking about?"

My hand fell on top of hers; her fingers played with each other. "I wish I could, but can't remember it anymore."

"Perhaps you need a little something to help you remember then."

"Yes, perhaps I do."

I didn't need any soothsayer to draw me a picture of what I had in front of me; already I was starting to feel a growing urge in the seat of my jeans. I brought my hand to her neck and pulled her towards me. Asha came willingly and our lips met in a warm kiss.

I broke the connection for a moment and looked at her. "All those times that I tried asking you out, I always figured you never wanted to have anything to do with me."

"I know," Asha nearly whispered with her lips close to my face. "I guess I was just bidding my time, wanting to know how serious things would be for me."

"What makes you say so?"

"Because for a long time now, I just can't seem to take my mind off you."

Our lips locked again, and this time it stayed locked unto each other for a long time while our hands and body moved and rubbed against each other, feeling each other up. My right hand made its way under her blouse to grab a hold of her breast while hers traveled down towards the bulge in the center of my jeans. I raised her blouse up and transferred my mouth to her breast, hearing Asha moan at the same time nibble on my ear lobe while her hand tried fumbling for my belt buckle. I undid the buckle for her and pulled my erection out for her to grab a good hold on and then transferred my hand to feel the roundness of her ass that lay hidden under her skirt. When I was done with Asha's left breast, I made a move for the other, my teeth playing hungrily with her nibble while she went on moaning and stroking my dick as hard as she could.

I then stopped to push my jeans down my thighs and reclined myself properly on the sofa while she leaned over and swallowed me up. Asha gave a long moan in her throat as she cupped my balls in her left hand while her other continued to stroke my dick as she continued bobbing her head with her sucking motion. I felt myself surrender to the swirl of emotion; my mouth made gasping sounds from her sucking while my hand pulled her skirt up her ass as I then inserted a finger back and forth between the lips of her pussy. Her mouth made slurping sounds as Asha lusciously continued to suck at the same time jerk me off. I allowed myself to fall towards the end of the sofa and raised her right leg over my head, and then I hooked her panties to a corner and started licking her pussy. Asha made muffled sounds as I clipped my lips on the upper flesh of her labia while my tongue flicked back and forth on her clitoris, making her suck me harder.

Finally I made Asha get up, watched her take off her clothes while I pried my feet from my jeans, kicked it to a corner and sat there on the sofa, stroking my stiff member in my hand while at the same enjoying the striptease show Asha was performing before me. She looked even more beautiful standing there naked – like an Egyptian goddess.

I lowered myself a bit as she came and sat on me, her hand reaching between her legs to guide my dick inside her. It felt so warm and soft when I entered Asha, and we both gasped the same time from it. Then she started moving up and down on me, at first slow but soon she began picking up speed, her hands wrapped around my shoulder while Asha started moaning and gasping from what she was doing. She leaned forward to kiss me; our lips locked hungrily unto each other before soon coming apart. I grabbed her breasts with my mouth while my hands squeezed softly on her ass, giving her more impetus to bounce and roll her hips on top of me. Asha muttered my name along with her moans.

"Oh, Chris ... oh, I love you. I love you so much ... "

I was able to push myself up to my feet, carrying Asha along with me and hurried towards the bedroom. I gently lowered her on the bed, holding her legs wide apart and continued hammering her. Asha cried out with delight each time I drove myself with force into her in; loving the sight of watching her creamy pussy juice loiter on my dick each time it came in and out of her.

I then stopped and allowed her turn herself over, resting on her knees and elbows while aiming her ass at me. I first came down on my knees to lick her clitoris, loving the way Asha's legs seemed to quiver from my actions, before rising to my feet again and inserting myself back into her. I held her waist, enjoying the sight of her round ass hitting itself against me as my dick kept pounding her from behind.

"Oh, Chris," Asha gasped between moans, "you fill me up ... oh, please, please don't stop ... don't you stop. You're killing me ... oh fuck me, Chris. Fuck me harder!"

And that was just what I did, I fucked and pounded her as hard as I could, feeling the drumbeat in my chest as sweat poured and dropped from my face while Asha kept up with her loud screaming as she too drove herself back at me each time my dick came out of her almost as if she didn't want to lose me for even a second. I reached a hand under her legs to finger her clitoris while I kept on fucking her.

After a while Asha's body started undergoing a slight spasm, her cries got louder and longer like she was climbing up a wall while she reached a hand to grab hold of my waist, indicating for me to keep up my effort as Asha was about to have herself an orgasm. It was about this same time that I too began feeling a strong urge emanate from deep inside my balls, travelling all the way further towards my dick like a jet plane. At the last minute, I pulled myself out of her and spewed out my juice all over her sweat-covered ass. Such a lovely sight it made as I jerked out the final drop, and then surprisingly returned my dick back inside her and continued to hammer her. A moment later I felt myself growing soft inside her, and that was when I came to a stop.

We both collapsed on the bed, her head resting on my chest, feeling our heartbeat return to normal. We held each other in an embrace, smiling into each others eyes. I raised her head and kissed her. We were still lying there when evening soon arrived and a rain began to splatter outside. To me, it was the start of more good things to come & not just the first rain to hit Chennai for the monsoon season of the year 2009. Comments to seekcompany@gmail.com

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Yours Lovingly

JJ

A Fallen Angel

2009-10-11T01:33:00.000-07:00

A JJ Submission:

A big, hi to all of you. JJ back with hot story this weekend 5.00 am 9th October 2009 the rain devastated AP resulting in a cool pleasant morning here in Chennnai. Teacher’s colony in Adyar witness the news paper boy and the milkman crisscrossing the road delivering their duties, Dev apartments security guard fell prey to sleep sitting in his chair. The partly commercial building was still in eerie darkness & silent except for the occasional sound of traffic in the distance.

Inside the three bed rooms flat on the third floor slowly Vasanthi’s hair fell across the bed, her body shifting slightly across the white cotton sheets, the velvet soft curve of a milky white leg, thrown carelessly across her lover's own. A soft and gentle sigh left half parted lips as her body turned towards his, slowly, sensually, though she slept on. Vasanthi was blessed with perfect body counters aged mid 40’s & neglected by her husband led to this affair she had with her subordinate at office. Her secret lover ravished her body on occasions like this when her husband was away from town.

Dark eyes opened, tussled bedroom mussed hair fell to his shoulders, as with a still sleepy eye he watched Vasanthi, slowly as she edged her body closer. To him she appeared to be sleeping, gently with one hand he reached out, caressing the soft curve of her milky white velvet thigh, he heard her softly exhale a whimpered breath. Arching a well sculptured brow, he waited.

Her sleeping form softly nestled into him own wakeful one, the softness of Vasanthi’s curves lightly pressing against his own nakedness caused his manhood to twitch, softly yawning he blinked, wondering if she really was awake or sleeping. Either way, he found this a pleasant way to spend the morning, Vasanthi’s softness pressed against him, nestled in tight, he dipped his head nose hovering over her vanilla smelling hair, he breathed in, the delightful scent filling his thoughts, the delicateness of it's perfume serving to only heighten his slowly building excitement.

Vasanthi’s body remained curled into his, soft gentle movements against him, slight touches, soft caresses of silken flesh against flesh. His lips slightly parted as he held in a softened moan of sensual delight. Sleeping, he thought she might be, but he was enjoying the outcome all the same. Slowly he lifted a hand, using the ridges of his fingertip to caress the slender curve of Vasanthi’s hip. His eyes watching her softened movements as she turned slowly, easing herself out from him, his hardening manhood no longer pressed tight into the softness of Vasanthi’s sensual sweet smelling skin as it swept up over her lush behind, as Vasanthi nestled herself onto her back.

Dark eyes filled with lust for her, trailed a sensual path up over the delicate curve of her ankle, slowly up over her calves; he loved how Vasanthi took care of her skin, leaving only milky white flesh everywhere, trailed up slowly along the breath taking curve of Vasanthi’s thighs, and lingered on the jet black hair, softly he drew in a small breath as he continued up over her sensual hips to her firm taut stomach; he reached out a hand holding it lingeringly over Vasanthi’s stomach, wanting to touch but not to wake her, not yet. His eyes continued upwards, over the soft expanse of flesh and slowly to the soft full curve of her breasts, his hand trailed upwards, very close to touching, but still just hovering, the tip of his tongue drew a slow wet path over his lips as he slowly swallowed, it was exquisite torture to have Vasanthi so close, and to not touch, to not caress that body which he adored, worshiped the previous night.

Finally his eyes lingered on those features he knew so well, he noticed her eyes still closed as Vasanthi moved softly on the white cotton sheet, he smiled, shifting silently down the bed, hands with air between them and her silken flesh glided down till they softly settled onto her thighs. He looked up, the dark eyes ever alert as the beauty laid out on the bed before him like a sensual banquet softly drew in a breath, silken legs slightly parting, his eyes trailed slowly back down the wonderful curves of Vasanthi’s body eyes once again settling onto the neatly trimmed black hair between her thighs as he slowly breathing shallowly dipped his head down.

From between softly parted lips his tongue gently caressed Vasanthi’s silken petals, a soft movement as her thighs slowly parted a little more, a softened breath of a barely audible able sighing moan leaving her lips as Vasanthi seemed to remain relaxed. Lifting his head, and with careful movement he moved in between her legs slowly shifting his weight about, and settled himself contently, head dipping back down slowly to once more touch at the trimmed almost musky honey sweet flesh as his tongue gently parted her folds. With softened slow strokes he gently lapped at Vasanthi. Soft, gently sounds of a slowly building arousal fell from between her slightly parted lips. As her silken legs parted a little more, as her body moved ever so slightly in a vague sensual arch.

Gentle hands curled about Vasanthi’s hips, gently caressing her skin with his fingertips, as he moved closer, the soft warm tip of his tongue softly flicking against the softness of her flesh, as slowly he felt her body quiver at his touches. Vasanthi’s body moved gently to a rhythm of it's own to each softened touch of his tongue to her.

Long fingertips stretched out slowly, nails gently scratched the white cotton sheets, and softly the sounds reached his ears. Soft fingers twisted through the white cotton sheets, softened moans left the still slightly parted lips.

Softly his tongue touched Vasanthi gently over and over again; slowly he lifted his head, eyes running up sensual curves. Her body softly moving, silken legs slowly parting further, his hands smoothing down her thighs under the curve of her knees and slowly down over the delicate curve of her calves slowly caressing her ankles, his hands slowly moved over and up her luscious long legs.

Slowly he bent his head down, his eyes drinking in the luscious scene before him, extending his tongue he touched her gently, fingers caressing the gentle curve of her thighs, softened sounds fell from Vasanthi’s lips, grey eyes flickering softly open, a slight lift to her head, before she lowered it, sensual body slowly twisting, pleasure flowing through her body. Enticing Vasanthi’s senses, caressing her sensually with every gentle touch of him to her.

Low moans left her lips slowly, softened cries of his name tumbled from her lips, as he buried his head, his tongue gently parting the folds, sinking down into the soft folds of her petals. Gentle gasps slipped from between Vasanthi’s lips, as her fingers twisted into the white cotton sheet tighter. Her hands gently sliding down over the gentle curves of her bared breasts, touching nipples softly, teasingly, her head turned gently to one side.

Legs parting fully, as Vasanthi drew them slightly up, bent, allowing him full access to her softness. His hands lovingly ran fluttered over the sensual curves of her thighs, tongue softly teasing Vasanthi, as he gently played her like a musical instrument, bringing soft sounds from her lips, his name leaving her lips between low sexy moans, as the pleasure Vasanthi felt curling like a coil down in the pit of her stomach.

Slowly in increased deep within, her legs, her body slowly quivering, as Vasanthi shivered with the anticipation of each touch, each caress, he gave her lovingly. Softening the touch of his tongue, brought slower quivers, as wave after gentle wave of pleasure ran through every inch of her body, the feeling tightening slowly, before heated waves left Vasanthi, he suckled her gently, drinking of her nectar, slowly savoring, as she whimpered softly.

Waves after wave passed through Vasanthi as her body gave into the release that passed through it, the coil seeming to have snapped deep within her, bringing her exceptional pleasure, her breath quickened, the cries becoming softer, as words ceased to be audible, mingling into softened moans, and sighs of his name.

Slowly he lifted his head, finding her long fingers which twisted lovingly into his hair, as slowly he drew himself up her little body, hands uncurling gently from about her thighs, Vasanthi’s body still quivering, his lips softly coming to rest on the curve of her breast as slowly he ran his tongue over it's curves, moving to circle her nipple playfully. Her hands came up under his jaw line, slowly with softened low whimpers drawing him up to have lips softly touch lips.

The sensual taste of Vasanthi, mingled in the kiss, as lips parted to lips, and they kissed deeper. Her hands uncurling fingers from his hair, moving softly down over the curves of his shoulders, fingers teasing him slowly. As tongue met tongue their hands entwined, and Vasanthi ran her foot slowly up over the curve of his calf muscle, the other leg slowly curving over his hip. Slowly her sensual legs wrapped comfortably about his hips, moving against him like silk. Kisses became deeper, softer, and more lingering. More sweet. Pleasure from the feel of Vasanthi’s hands on his sides, runs through him like a sweet spring time river, the feeling ebbing through his body slowly. Her touch soft, sweet, like silk drawn softly across his skin, each time her fingertips moved.

Softly he moaned under the touches of Vasanthi’s silken hands against his flesh, ripples of pleasure ran through him, softly, coaxingly. His hands delicately danced along her sides, fingertips caressing the sides of her breasts. The feel of them pressed tightly, lovingly against his chest, the feel of that silken skin a pure delight to feel so close.

Slowly with a subtle shift of Vasanthi’s hips, she felt his hardness gently tenderly enter her softness, white teeth slowly nibbled at the tip of his tongue, fingertips gently entwined within his hair. The lovers a delicious tangle of limbs on the sea of white cotton sheets. Softened sounds as slowly they moved together as one, each one feeling the exquisite rumbling building within at each soft movement.

Teasingly he ran his fingers through Vasanthi’s hair, his lips softly searching along her jaw line, sliding lovingly down her neck, to nibble, and kiss the softness of her skin. Her back softly arched underneath his attentions given to her. Softly Vasanthi’s sensual lips parted as she shivered. A small fire of pleasure building deep within the pit of her firm stomach as small shudders of pleasure, caused her inner muscles to delightfully, tighten about him, driving him slowly towards distraction, as he easily lost himself within the folds of her.

The two melded into one, each feeling, giving and receiving pleasure. It was intense, it was beautiful, wonderful, and more. Much more. It was the joining of two souls, two soul mates. In the union of their love. As pleasures spiraled higher, both riding the edge of their mutual union to the brink and holding it there. Kisses were fevered, touches were roughly tender, and each bringing the other closer.

Softly mewed sounds left each set of lips as hands twisted into the tumble of white cotton sheet beneath them. Softly murmured words, more sounds, sweet in sound as each reached the edge time and time again, before tumbling over the edge, falling down into the sweet sublime ness of the feeling, the touch of softened skin to hardened muscle.

Softly the lovers lips parted, softened but hurried breathing, bodies mingled together in a sweet tangle of limbs, the air tinged with the soft scent of their love making, the dawn's light lifting slowly in the sky, as lover's hearts slowly began beating slower. As kisses softened, to bare touches, the heady scent twisting about them.

Slowly the two parted, hands slowly relinquishing the hold on the white cotton sheets as eyes met eyes, and soft deliciously bruised lips curved slowly up into smiles, as Vasanthi turned slowly from him onto her side, the white cotton sheet splayed over the paleness of her legs as he curved his lean body in behind Vasanthi, molding in against her, lips softly brushing a shoulder, as slowly the couple drifted off. Passion and lust sated in the act of their mutual love.That’e it folks now it’s time to send in your feedbacks to seekcompany@gmail.com
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JJ

The Mystical Mix

2009-10-07T04:03:00.000-07:00

A JJ Submission:

Hi, your JJ taking you over to an unusual event or could be called a first experience for Jayashree an ordinary Tamil female @ Chennai. 21/09/2009 the city of Chennai waking up very slowly being a religious holiday Ramzam an extended weekend cherished by all working class people.

Asprin Garden Carnival Heights apartment 9th floor
As the morning light softly caressed her naked body, Jayashree began to awaken. Stretching her arms above her head, Jayashree smiled as she remembered last nights fuck fest in the ladies toilet of the call center she works for in DLF Manapakkam with Roopesh her Operations Manager. He had awakened the sleeping sex starved girl she was in her teen years.

At thirty eight, Jayashree was in the prime of her career having rapidly reached a position of much responsibility as a Team Leader with the MNC that she worked for. But due to offshore project of work by her husband away in the Silicon Valley, Jayashree and Suresh her husband’s sex life had dwindled down to once in a year. The couple just never seemed to find the time except that of over the telephone & never share those intimate moments so important in their life.

But this week was going to be different much to Jayashree’s delight. Roopesh and she had actually discovered, quite to their surprise, that they had a whole week in which they could spend together without being bothered by work. So last night when Roopesh had turned off the phones & sneaked into the ladies toilet smooched like there’s no tomorrow. Their work timing was that of the Eastern Cost US when work got over both rushed to Jayashree’s flat at the Carnival Heights & could not wait to get into her flat, once inside Jayashree lit up the bedroom with the soft glow of candlelight, and then they made love. Jayashree’s only goal for the week became to have as many orgasms as humanly possible.

As Jayashree remembered how Roopesh’s strong hands felt caressing her body, she began to slowly caress her firm breast with one hand while the other hand just as slowly descended across her taut, flat stomach to her hot wet pussy. Spreading her legs, Jayashree spreads her swollen, wet lips apart and puts in a finger; bring her hot juices up to her hard pulsating clit.

Rolling her hard sensitive nipples with her fingers, Jayashree starts to slowly massage her clit stopping occasionally to gently pull on it with her thumb and finger. Rubbing her hard clit with her finger, Jayashree stops pulling on her rock hard nipples and sticks two of her fingers in to her wet, dripping cunt. “Ah, ahh, fuck me,” Jayashree pants as she begins to slowly fuck her pussy with her fingers. Jayashree’s hips begin to lift off the bed as she fucks her pussy faster with her fingers, while at the same time increasing the speed of her fingers on her clit. “Oh, oh…ahh….fuuuck…I’m going to fucking cum!”, Jayashree suddenly screams as her orgasm causes her body to shake uncontrollably.

So intense was Jayashree’s orgasm that she had failed to hear her best friend Madhavi enter her bedroom. Not that it really mattered. Because as soon as Madhavi had seen Jayashree in her sexual frenzy, she stopped in the doorway and lifted up her sari to finger her suddenly wet pussy.

“Oh shit!” Jayashree screamed suddenly realizing she wasn’t alone. “I was just, ahh, well...”

Totally speechless realizing her best friend had caught her fucking herself like some sex-starved teenager. Jayashree’s eyes suddenly focused on the totally shaved, wet dripping pussy of her friend.

“My god Madhavi, did I turn you on that much?” Madhavi’s hand suddenly stopped as she was brought back to reality. “You just looked so damn hot fucking that pussy of yours,” said Madhavi. With a look of lust in her eyes Jayashree looks at Madhavi and says, “Why don’t you bring that sweet smelling pussy of yours over here so I can suck your hard clit.”

Wasting no time, Madhavi stripped off her sari, petticoat & blouse and climbed on the bed. As they tumbled onto the bed together, Jayashree and Madhavi immediately attacked each others dripping pussies. Sucking and tonguing each others swollen clits, the room immediately filled with the sounds of the moans of the sex hungry pair.

“Stop,” Jayashree suddenly yells. “I have something that I have always wanted to try with you.”

Getting off Madhavi, Jayashree goes to her dresser and pulls out a double-headed dildo or a silicon cock. Returning to the bed, Jayashree pushes Madhavi back down and attacks her pussy with her tongue. “Ahh, fuck your tongue feels so good, fuck my cunt with your tongue,” Madhavi moans. Sticking one, and then adding a second finger into her friend’s hot wet pussy, Jayashree fucks her friend causing her to moan even louder. “Please, please…. fuck me with that cock,” Madhavi moans.

Removing her fingers from her friend’s hot sticky hole, Jayashree rubs the head of the cock up and down Madhavi’s hot pussy. “Stop teasing me and fuck me with that cock,” Madhavi moaned. Wanting nothing more than to fuck her friend, Jayashree slowly pushes the cock into Madhavi’s cock hungry cunt. “Ahh, ahh, oh shit…fuck me, please fuck my cunt,” Madhavi begs Jayashree.

Jayashree begins to slowly slide the hard cock into Madhavi’s cunt, and just as slowly, slides it back out.

“Faster, please Jayashree fuck me faster,” Madhavi begs. Obeying her friend’s urgent plea, Jayashree fucks Madhavi’s hot dripping wet pussy faster and faster. “Oh fuck… that cock feels so fucking good,” Madhavi moans. “Fuck me, oh…oh…ahh shit fuck my cunt.”

As Jayashree’s savage fucking is pounding Madhavi’s hot, wet pussy, Jayashree leans down and begins to rapidly tongue Madhavi’s hard, throbbing clit. “Oh, oh…right there, don’t stop…oh fuck, fuck…I’m going to cum…don’t stop,” Madhavi moans, as her body begins to thrash on the bed.

Jayashree begins to fuck Madhavi’s cunt even faster, causing her body to tremble with intense pleasure, as her orgasm begins to grow from deep within her pussy. As her moans become louder, Madhavi suddenly screams, “Fuck I’m cumming!!!!” As she cums on the hard cock, Madhavi’s hot sweet juices shoot out of her pussy and onto Jayashree’s hand. Jayashree looks at Madhavi in the eyes and licks her cum off her fingers causing Madhavi to emit a long, soft moan of contentment.

Her hot lustful need still not satiated, Jayashree begins to shove the other end of the dildo into her pussy. Feeling her hot pussy being filled with the fat cock-head Jayashree moans, “Ah fuck this is going to be crazy.” Madhavi looks down between her wide spread legs, not believing what her eyes are seeing. “Your pussy looks so incredible,” Madhavi says. “Please touch your clit for me.” Staring into her lover’s pleading eyes, Jayashree begins to slowly stroke her hard throbbing clit.

Madhavi begins to pull on her hard nipples as she watches Jayashree begin to move her fingers faster over her exposed clit. “Oh, god Jayashree please fuck me ….I need you to fuck my cunt,” Madhavi begs. Jayashree could only moan her agreement, as she too needed to be fucked.

The two sex starved lovers slowly begin to move their bodies, each trying to give the other the fucking that they so desperately needed. Sliding their hot wet pussies up and down the cock, the sex-starved lovers moan from the feeling of the hard cock in their hot wet cunts. “I can feel you fucking me with this cock,” Madhavi moans. “Please, fuck me faster Jayashree…oh god my pussy feels so full.”

Spurred on by her friend’s urgent pleas, Jayashree slides off of the cock and straddles Madhavi. “Lick my cunt while I fuck you,” Jayashree demands. Madhavi, her mouth full of her friends hot wet muff, can only moan as she feels Jayashree take the cock into her hands and begins to give Madhavi the fucking she so desperately craved.

“That’s it…lick my cunt…ahh, fuck me with that tongue,” Jayashree screams, feeling her orgasm beginning to grow. “Right there…oh fuck, right there…just like that…. fuck me, faster…ahh, fuck I’m cumming,” Jayashree screams even louder. Her body shakes uncontrollably as the powerful orgasm rips through her body. As she regains some control over her body, Jayashree fucks Madhavi’s pussy stroking the cock faster and faster, in and out of her pussy. The room filled with the sound of cock fucking Madhavi’s wet pussy.

“Oh yes…. oh yes…that’s it, fuck me faster…. ahh, ahh,” Madhavi begins to moan. Her head thrashing from side to side as she is driven ever closer to her own mind-blowing orgasm. “Jayashree, I’m going to cum…please.ah…fuck me…. I’m cumming!!!!,” Madhavi shouts as her sweet, hot juices once again shoot out from her pussy soaking the cock, the bed, and Jayashree's hands.

As the two satisfied lovers slowly come down from the orgasmic bliss, Jayashree turns and faces Madhavi. Taking Madhavi into her arms, Jayashree nuzzles Madhavi's planting hot wet kiss along the nape of her neck. “Now, what did you really come over to our house for,” Jayashree laughs....comments to seekcompany@gmail.com

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JJ

Toy & Tormentor

2009-09-25T04:27:00.000-07:00

Hello to all my readers, this is JJ from Chennai reaching out to you with a hot & horny personal experience that well defined and very truly matches the heading above. “The Toy & the Tormenter” I was normal just like any other kid of the block during my school & college days, listening and reading third rated porn books that came my way. Let me tell you there came loads and loads of them, I had a huge collection until a faithful Good Friday when parents cleaned my cupboard the embracement I underwent can never be described in words.

Of course, like all of my age guys I used feel horny for women who were fit enough to be my mother when it comes to their age. It was a long list from my nursery school teacher to the next door neighbor aunty well into her 40’s. I guess that’s normal during the adolescent and youngster phase in the life of a average male, what’s abnormal about this that it continues even to this day while well into my later side of 30’s.

Quickly returning to the crux when I joined a modular kitchen company & the time I am talking is not recently the very term modular kitchen wasn’t known to ordinary middle class customers. In my case it was precisely the creamy layer of the society alone had any idea about the product I was asked to sell. Trying to locate the ‘O’ block in Anna Nagar was no joke on a hot and humid day in the month of May 1993, confused and totally given up I parked my two wheeler on the then deserted but a cool shady Avadi Road.

With a benevolent postman passing me finally helped me locate ‘O’ block and designated address where I was expected for a product pitch, the granite floor assisted by the timely sea breeze made me feel I was entering the heavenly door & I was entering the heaven since before me stood a sexy Goddess in her mid 40’s draped in the best of imported night dress as it was called those days.

"Hello?" she said.

"Hello." I replied, standing at her front door handing her one of my business cards. "I'm Chris and I'm a representative of the kitchen Remodeling Company. I was asked to meet you for a product introduction based on your inquiry, I could show you some of the things we have done for people and see if you might like to use our services preferred over our competitors."

"Sure. Come on in. I'm Geetha." she said, pushing the door open.

As I started to step into her house, I was struck by the way her house was planned and built & of course the robe she was dressed with too made my cock stiff.!

She was wearing a yellow & black print night dress that stood in stark contrast to her fair skin. She did have a neat and trim body, she had broad hips and as she walked away from me, I had to admit I admired the roundness of her back. I'd gotten just a flash of her breasts and they were visible through the first two unbuttoned front opening.

I felt an instant growing in my cock.

I followed her into the living room. She sat on one end of a sofa facing a tea table. I started to sit across from her but she patted the sofa and said, "Sit here so you can show me your things, smarty."

So I sat on the cushion next to her and spread my display books out on the table.

When she sat forward to look at the first opened book, things seemed to change. She had been sitting demurely but when she leaned forward to look at the books, her knees spread apart and her legs pressed against mine.

I talked about the first page and of remodeling an ancient kitchen. I got ready to turn the page but when I reached for it, my hand brushed her left breast. I was immediately concerned but she never showed any indication that she had even noticed. When I brought my hand back, Geetha had put her left elbow on her left knee, limiting the space I could move my hand and not only did it brush her tit again but my palm wound up resting on her thigh.

I talked about the two pages of pictures, some before and some after the conversation to modular kitchen to show what we had accomplished. When I got to the point of turning the next page, Geetha just waited for me and when my hand again brushed her tit both going and coming and landed on her thigh, she again made no indication of noticing, although I thought there might have been just a tad more arch to her back ... so now it was even harder to turn the pages without touching Geetha.

The next time I turned a page and drew my hand back, Geetha leaned further forward, pressing her left knee more into my leg and spreading her legs further. This time my palm rested on a softer, fleshier part of her thigh, higher than before.

Still Geetha made no indication of noticing it.

I went through my folder on those two pages and reached to turn to the next one. On the way back, my hand really dragged against Geetha's heavy tit and I rested my palm just a little higher on her thigh. I started talking about the product pictured but my mind was elsewhere. I let my little finger move backward and it brushed the spot very close to her cunt. Geetha had to know it was there but she seemed totally absorbed in the pictures.

Once more I reached to turn the page and when I drew my hand back, I planted my palm over her cunt. This time, Geetha lay back against the sofa, her legs splayed wide and her eyes closed.

She said, "Go ahead. Tell me about this project." But her eyes remained closed and the look on Geetha's face was one of pure lust.

I began talking slowly about the projects and rubbing her pussy through the thin cloth just as slowly. If Geetha gave any indication of what I was doing, it was to try to open her legs wider.

By the time I had gotten halfway through talking about the pictures, my fingers had worked on thin satin night dress to one side and then plowed into Geetha's crevasse unimpeded by the night dress. I teased her clitty out of its hiding place and it stood up strong and proud.

Carefully I shoved the coffee table out of the way with my foot and then swiftly swung around in front of Geetha. Dropping to my knees, I pulled her legs up to my shoulders, spread her pussy lips with my fingers and introduced my tongue to Geetha's hot clit. She was sopping wet and within seconds, I had her cunt juice all over my face. I thought Geetha had as good a tasting pussy as I could ever remember eating.

I licked all around her clit for a bit, then down to the opening into Geetha's love tunnel, which I explored with the full length of my tongue, wishing I had a longer tongue. I could feel the pressure of her inner muscles trying to grab my tongue. I hadn't been working around her clit and pussy more than five minutes before she reared up, her neck on the back of the sofa and her legs pressing my shoulders, touching nothing else, and then Geetha shook like a leaf through about 18 seconds of wonderful climax. A fresh stream of pussy juice flowed onto my tongue and I lapped it all up like a thirsty dog.

Still I licked and sucked at her clit and vagina, causing her to buck with surprise as Geetha pulled her legs up higher, opening her legs more for me.

Back again at her top, I sucked Geetha's clit and teased it with my tongue before spending some time reaming out her cunt with my tongue. I noticed that she had pushed her night dress bra up and was massaging her massive tits with both hands, pulling at her nipples, squeezing the big globes. Geetha bowed up so that she was only supported by her neck and her legs as she came, shivering a little longer as the waves of pleasure passed over her.

Quickly I stood and unzipped my pants, and dropping them to the floor so I could step out of them. By then, Geetha had twisted on the sofa with her head bolstered on one arm, one leg propped high on the sofa back, the other on the floor. I settled into Geetha's saddle, letting my questing cock home in on her heat source and pushing forward to bury itself in her hot love box. There was no need for ceremony and it was obvious she was still hot, so I started to fuck Geetha, carefully grinding on her clitty with every down-stroke. Even before I was ready, she came again, shaking under me like an earthquake.

I kept plowing, thinking now only of myself. I thought that the sensations Geetha's cunt sent through my member to my brain made me think of the warmest, closest, most loving condition possible. I might not be in love with her but I sure was in lust!

When my balls exploded, it was as if dynamite had been ignited between my legs. It felt like a tremendous explosion as they tried to shoot each blast of sperm into and through Geetha's body. Shot after shot went deep into her cunt, splashing her inner walls with the sticky white liquid. Geetha wrapped her legs around my butt and with her arms around my neck, held me captive even after the last drops had oozed out. Geetha pulled my head down and I nuzzled between her tits and sucked her nipples for several minutes while my muscles recovered from the wonderful burning sensation left after a great fuck. I rued the time when my cock became so flaccid it slipped out of her pussy.

Eventually I pushed myself up and slowly dressed, almost reluctant to leave. Geetha sat up on the sofa but made no attempt to put the night dress back on her. She watched until I slipped on my shoes and gathered my books.

"Smarty, I'd like to do some remodeling but I don't think I'm ready. However, I'd really like to see more of your work so I can get more ideas about just what I might want to do some day. If you could come back at your convenience, I'd like you to show me more."

"I will do that," I replied.

As I started for the front door, Geetha padded along behind me.

Turning at the door, I was going to wish Geetha well or kiss her or something but she beat me to the punch. She gave me a quick tongue-flicking kiss and said, "And if you'd maybe just like to drop by to visit, you know, on your own time sometime, you'd always be welcome."

Amazing! Oh, have I visited her!

My office frequently compliments me for working so late when I get back into the office after everyone else has left; I don't tell him how much I have to hustle the rest of the day to make up for the times when I visit my hot & ever horny Geetha lover girl.

Geetha remains the horniest woman I have ever known or probably ever will know. But not one time has she ever used any language which refers to what we are doing, mentions sex, or any implication of sex except for a very rare unintended double-entendre that could be interpreted as referring to a sex act. Geetha simply invites me in and allows me to have my way with her ... anything I want, including oral both ways, vaginal and all sex, all the tittie love I want and occasional hand massages.

Since Geetha prefers it that way, I have honored her wishes by not referring to any sexual activity. It is amazing that the lack of sex talk has not detracted from our pleasure. Geetha cums frequently and we seldom have a session where I don't cum multiple times. The fact that Geetha was twenty-odd years my senior has absolutely no bearing on our pleasure ... unless it might be better because me being her toy & she became my tormentor. Did you like it? Fine it's time you sent in your comments and feed backs to seekcompany@gmail.com

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JJ

Tempting Teacher II

2009-09-11T08:22:00.000-07:00

Hi, dear readers. Your one and only JJ back to treat you with a carnal lust of a teacher from Chennai where a student takes her by surprise and treats her with all that she had been dying for. Kalyani reaching in her mid 40's suffering from the problem that almost Indian women undergo a mid life crisis, suddenly she feels its been awhile since she had great sex a typical phase Indian women undergo at her age.

Many would silently suffer the low level of estrogen and approaching menopause of course a few will look at alternative means of getting their sexual urge satisfied. Married with two daughters who were in the WCC at Chennai, husband a good ten years elder to Kalyani & given up on sex for a few years now a angel at 5.7 and a good 65 kgs with cuts and curves that would make a Egyptian mummy turn in the pyramid. Golden color radiating skin jet black hair cut till her shoulders, Kalyani made sure she wore a stiff cotton sari & a matching blouse which gave the senior boys a bulge in their pants.

Harrington Road in Chennai wore a deserted look due to the unexpected showers for the past couple of days, Kalyani still in the private school classroom sighed and laid down the red pen she'd been using to correct test papers and stretched her back. It was Friday and the clock on the back wall of the rectangular shaped classroom read five thirty five . School had been out for more than an hour & a half and the security had already been into her room. She would probably be the last one to leave the building, which wasn't unusual any more.She looked out over the empty room and desks and an unbidden thought came to mind as she looked at the desks.

In her mind's eye she could see the young boys that sat in the desks throughout each school day. Many of them, who were all seniors, were very handsome and she had noticed them, on several occasions, staring at Kalyani – especially her long, aping gap in her sari and well-rounded ass. For her it was a huge compliment because of her age and the fact that many of her girl students were very sexy. To have good-looking teen boys staring at her body in a way that more than suggested they would love to fuck her was extremely flattering to the older woman. Kalyani was after all nearly fifty and, while she wasn't a bad looking woman, she was still much older than any of her male students.

Much of Kalyani's problem was her husband. He had never been a good lover; Kalyani seldom had an orgasm and every time he made love to her, she had to finish what he started. Like that morning when he woke her up with the head of his cock brushing the lips of her pussy in her night dress. Before she was even half awake, her jusband's tongue was in her mouth and his cock pushing into her pussy. And, before five minutes were up, he was unloading his seed into her, then rolling out of bed to take a shower. As always, Kalyani took care of business when it was her time to shower. Sex with her hubby just left her unsatisfied and frustrated. And, she had to admit, the love that had once been there, was gone. They were just going through the motions these days which is the case in 99% of Indian women.

She sighed and pushed away from the desk. She walked to the cupboard at the back of the room, opened the door and left the test papers. Suddenly it became very dark. Someone had shut the door of the classroom. Kalyani frowned. She hadn't heard anyone enter her classroom. Maybe it was the security guard checking the classrooms before leaving for the day. As she was about to turn around, she felt arms encircle her waist and hands begin to caress her flat tummy.

"W-Who's t-there?" she stuttered with shock.

"Shhhhh, Kalyani Miss." The voice in her ear was a low whisper and she couldn't place its owner. "Just relax. I'm not going to hurt you."

"W-What do you want?"

"Just be cool."

Kalyani tried to identify the voice but she couldn't since the whisper was low and difficult to distinguish. Whoever it was had to be a student because she could detect a youthful sound to the whispering voice. And she had seven different classes of seniors that she taught history to, an average of thirty students per class and roughly half were male. She was at a loss as to who was holding her in the dark cloakroom.

The hands slid slowly up until she felt her breasts being cupped over her blouse. The student's hands began to gently roll her heavy 38 inches tits, pushing them together, pressing on them. She could hear his breath in her ear, shallow and course with excitement. His fingers unbuttoned her blouse, slowly; one button at a time then removed it. Then his hands were on her tummy, softly caressing her skin, the fingertips moving in tiny circles on her bare skin, sending shivers coursing easily up her spine.

"Please..." Kalyani sucked in a deep, tremulous breath. "I'm a teacher. You can't do this."

The student didn't respond. Instead, he abruptly unclasped her bra and quickly opened it. His hands cupped her heavy breasts again and toyed with them. Kalyani gasped when his fingers began teasing her hardening nipples, pinching and pulling the fat, hard nubs. In spite of herself, Kalyani moaned. It felt deliriously wonderful. Still, this was a student and to get caught making love to a student, regardless of age, would be cause for immediate dismissal.

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"Please, if someone catches us-"

"Shhhhh. Everyone's gone, Kalyani Miss," he whispered in her ear.

Kalyani let out a soft cry as he suddenly pinched her nipples hard. It hurt, yet felt wonderful at the same time. She could feel her resolve evaporating by the minute as the young man behind her continued to love her tits. She leaned back a little and felt his hard cock press against her ass. It felt very long and fat and snuggled nicely in the groove of her cheeks.

"Can you feel my cock?"

"Yesssss!" she whimpered fighting battle.

"Do you like it?"

"It's...it's very nice," she murmured.

"Turn around and get on your knees, Kalyani Miss."

Kalyani stared blankly into the darkness for a moment, not understanding what he meant. Then realization dawned as she felt his hands gently turn her around by the shoulders and push down until she dropped to her knees. She couldn't see anything and didn't know what to do. She understood that he wanted her to take his cock into her mouth, something she'd never done or wanted to do. Then, without warning, Kalyani felt the tip of his cock touch her right cheek and move slowly until it pressed against her lips. She moaned a little, afraid to comply. Having a man's cock in her mouth...well, she hadn't even let her husband do that and he was her husband.

"Take my cock in your mouth." The whisper was a hiss, forceful and insistent.

Kalyani wrapped the trembling fingers of her right hand around the fat shaft, and then slowly took the massive head between her quivering lips. She heard the sudden hiss of air as she slowly accepted the student's cock into the warm, wet confines of her mouth. She could taste the salty flavor of his pre cum as she little by little drew him inside. All at once, the preconceptions she'd had about sucking cock vanished as she began sucking the hard, throbbing organ.

"Ohhhhh!" he gasped. "This is way fucking better than I thought it would be!"

"MMMMM!"

Kalyani no longer had any reservations about what she was doing. Perhaps it was because of the frustrating years she'd spent satisfying her husband without satisfaction in return, but she now wanted the young man's cock. She wanted to suck it all night, feel its throbbing hardness on her lips. She wanted to know what it felt like to have a cock fill her mouth with hot, sticky cum.

Kalyani jerked his jeans down around his knees and grasped his soft ass cheeks. Holding his ass tightly, her long nails digging into the flesh, she began bobbing her head up and down. She moved unhurriedly, taking the head as far into her mouth as she possible could, then slowly releasing it until only the fat head remained inside. Up and down her head moved as her mouth sucked greedily.

Kalyani released his cock and began licking the fat shaft and head the way the women do in sex videos. She'd found the videos one day while cleaning out her husband's cupboard and had watched with fascination as the young women furiously sucked big, hard cocks. She wasn't sure if she was doing it right but she knew she couldn't be doing much wrong by the grunts and groans of approval coming from his mouth.

Shoving the monster cock back into her mouth, Kalyani managed to slip out of the sari she wore, then fumbled with her petticoat until she was completely naked. She was lost in a world of nasty erotic sensations and the notion of being completely naked while the young man used her like his wife, aroused her more than she could have believed possible.

"Oh, fuck, Kalyani Miss!" the student cried out. "Sooooo good!"

Kalyani froze. The whisper-voice was gone and she recognized it immediately. She stood up quickly and backed down the classroom until she was at the door. She fumbled for a moment until she found the switch and flipped it on. The room was suddenly bathed in bright light and she saw the student, jeans down around his knees, hard throbbing cock standing at attention, as he looked at her with terrified eyes.

"Rakesh..." she breathed. "Rakesh Kumar."

She stood at the door with a finger still on the light switch. He was one of the most handsome boys in school, one who could have any girl he wanted. Kalyani couldn't believe her eyes as she stared at him.

"Rakesh, why?" she asked in a soft voice. "Why me? You can have any girl in this school."

He shook his head. "I...I...just...I don't know," he stammered. "You turn me on, Kalyani Miss. I've wanted you since I first came here. And getting you for a teacher this year, sitting in your class and watching you..."

Kalyani walked the short distance to Rakesh, grabbed his face with her hands and backed him against the wall. She mashed her mouth to his and sucked his tongue deep into her mouth. She hooked one foot behind his legs as she devoured his mouth, kissed him with a white-hot fever. As they kissed she worked his shirt off, then released him long enough to help him take off his briefs and jeans.

"You want to fuck me, Rakesh?" she husked. "You want to fuck my cunt with your big dick?"

"Oh, fuck yes!"

She nibbled on his lips. "You want to fill me with your hot cum?"

"Yesssss!" he hissed.

Kalyani took his hand and led him into the far corner where an old table stood. It was big enough to sit on and she settled her sexy ass onto the top. She spread her legs wide and pulled Rakesh between them. The teacher encircled his fat shaft with the long fingers of one hand and cupped his cum-swollen balls with the other.

"You are built very nicely, Rakesh," she cooed in a husky voice.

"That feels so good, Miss."

"Shhhhh," she hushed him as she slowly stroked his throbbing organ. "If you're going to fuck my cunt with your big cock, then you don't need to be so formal. Call me Kalyani."

"Oh, Kalyani...I can't believe this is happening!"

"Fuck me, Rakesh! Fuck my pussy! I need it, baby!"

Kalyani gasped loudly when she felt the massive head of Rakesh's cock spread her pussy lips and sink deep inside her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him close. He took her face in his hands and kissed her hard, his tongue deep in her mouth while he slowly rocked his hips. She moaned loudly into his mouth as his cock thrust in and out of her sopping wet pussy.

"Yesssss!" she hissed. "Fuck me, baby! Fuck your teacher's horny cunt!"

"Oh, I don't want to stop fucking you!"

"Suck my big tits, Rakesh! I want to watch you suck my nipples!"

Kalyani leaned back a little, placing her hands on the table behind her. She watched through lust-filled eyes as her sexy student took her ripe tits in his hands and began to feast on the hard fat nipples. She whimpered and groaned with pleasure as she watched his handsome face feast on her nipples.

"Bite my nipples, baby! Hurt my nipples!"

Kalyani screamed with pleasure when he complied. Rakesh chewed the fat nubs, sucked on them, and sucked them deep into his mouth. Tiny mewling sounds came from her mouth as she watched her young lover devour her nipples. She held his head in her hands and talked dirty to him, begged him to fuck her hard, pleaded with him to make her nipples hurt. She suddenly realized that for the first time in her life she was acting like a slut and this knowledge stoked the fires of her desire.

"Fuck me like a slut," she hissed.

"Oh yeah," he husked. "You are a slut, aren't you?"

"Yesssss!"

"You like having your cunt filled with a cock, don't you?"

"Oh, fuck yeah!"

"You want my seed in your cunt, don't you?"

"Oh, please..." she husked. "Fill me with your seed."

"I'm not wearing a condom," he cautioned her.

"I don't care. Please, cum in meeeee!"

Kalyani felt strange as she heard herself speak. She had just begged the young boy to come in her pussy, knowing he wasn't protected with a condom. His seed could very well make her pregnant but suddenly she didn't care. She had never been this aroused before and the realization that Rakesh might make a baby in her didn't matter. She just wanted to feel his young, hard cock cum inside of her. She wanted his cum in her pussy, needed his cum in her pussy. Then she completely astonished herself and the words were out before she had time to think.

"I want to have your baby, Rakesh! Please make me a mommy!"

"Oh, baby," he husked. "Yesssss!"

Rakesh began to rock his hips harder, ramming his hard manhood into his teacher's wet, greasy pussy. His hands were filled with her big tits and he squeezed them hard. He pulled and pinched her hard nipples and she screamed with hot desire. Kalyani and Rakesh grunted and moaned as they rocked their hips together; the tempo was hot and erratic as they forcefully slammed into each other.

"I-I think I'm gonna cum!" he hissed.

"Yesssss! Cum in me, Rakesh! Give me your baby seed!"

"I love you, Kalyani!" he cried out.

The sudden declaration of love astounded Kalyani and she dimly wondered if he meant it or was saying he loved her because he was so aroused. It didn't matter because she suddenly understood her own feelings. Right or wrong she knew how she felt, too. What was happening to her went far beyond anything she had ever experienced in her life.

"I love you, too, Rakesh!" she whimpered into his mouth. "Please make me pregnant! I want to have your baby!"

The words were no sooner out of her mouth when he suddenly stiffened and screamed. As the first hot spurt of cum jetted into her pussy, Kalyani dug her nails into his back and cried out with desire. Wave after delicious wave of orgasm rolled over her until she thought she would pass out with pleasure. They held each other tightly, lips touching, eyes open and staring as they rode the crests of orgasm.

Finally, Kalyani and Rakesh collapsed back on the desk, their bodies trembling with the force of their wild, unbridled love making. She stared wild-eyed at the face of her young lover, hardly believing that she was in the cloakroom, naked with this young boy, who had just made the most intense love to her she'd ever experienced. His eyes were closed as he tenderly kissed her nipples.

"I really do love you, Kalyani," he said softly.

"And I really do want to have your baby," she heard herself say.

"What if I didn't make you pregnant?" he asked.

She smiled. "Then we'll just have to keep trying, won't we?" She brushed fingers through his dark hair and added in a soft voice, "From now on, I'm yours, Rakesh. I will do anything you ask of me." And they lived happily ever after, time to send your comments to seekcompany@gmail.com

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Yours Lovingly

JJ

Satan Satisfied

2009-09-05T08:30:00.000-07:00

A JJ Submission:

Hi, this JJ taking you through the ‘Teacher’s” series well when I venture into a particular segment it goes on for a very long time. The thinking and visualizing keeps going in the same line if readers are aware it all started with the “Lesbian” stories. Well keeping onto the same track this is about a PG mathematics school teacher handling higher classes a divorcee well into her forties 46 to be precise blessed with a son staying with her parents at Bangalore was slowly warming up with a former student.

Sadhana had been teaching for many years with the new international standard school situated in Puzhal a suburb on the out skirts of Chennai in the near proximity of the new jail complex. She on occasion, encounters former students on the street or a restaurant. She was normally pleased and anxious to hear what life had in store for each of her former charges. Many had gone on to college and successful careers and others had gone on to start families. Sadhana was excited to hear how their lives had changed since leaving school and enjoyed being reminded of how she had positive influences in others' lives.

Sadhana ran into one such student on a Sunday evening as she was strolling through local market. Kathir was a bright boy, but had some difficulty with his studies. He was a better than average student, when helped and prodded by his instructors. He was finishing his final year of college with a city Goverment college doing his UG Business Mathametics and was studying for his final exams. He was excited to see his former teacher and talked excitedly about his experiences since leaving the school and about a future career. Alas, his study habits had not improved so much as his outlook and he must finish his exams before moving on. He pleaded with Sadhana for her help in preparing for the exams and wanted some gudiance. Somewhat reluctantly, Sadhana agreed. It wasn't that she didn't want to see Kathir succeed, it was more that she was unsure of herself and her bashfulness resulting from her realization of how good looking he had become. She invited him to join up with her at home in the nearby residential area.

The first few sessions went well and Sadhana noticed a stark improvement in his knowledge and study habits. She barely noticed the sexual tension that was building between them. Still, she was feeling a little uncomfortable and was considering stopping the sessions. She felt her age meant responsibility and he but only a couple years older than her son. In fact, they had briefly been in school at the same time.

As much as Sadhana tried, she could not remove his image from her mind and thoughts of him and his athletic frame entered her mind often during the day. His boyish charm and flirtatious mannerisms were taking a toll on Sadhana's restraints. She was beginning to wonder if he was really interested in her help with study work or had other things in mind. Though their discussions were quite engaging, he seemed to frequently wander off the topic. While in discussion with Kathir were keeping her mind occupied, her id was being stimulated by his natural good looks and his muscular build. Each session came and went and Sadhana could not bring herself to call off the sessions en mass.

One night Sadhana discovered, without realizing it, that they were sitting very closely together on the sofa watching a movie on the television. Chills were running from his leg brushing against her thigh, up the length of her spine and as always she was in her comfortable nighty and in skirt. She slowly turned her head to look at him and her eyes met his square on. She went flush and felt stirrings she had missed for a long time. She hoped her face had not given her away as she began to slide away from him. He moved with her, pressing his face towards Sadhana, as if he were to kiss her. She withdrew, pulling the neck of her front open button down nighty closed and sliding away from him. He looked at her bewildered, thinking he had misread her signals ... moving closer to her on the sofa, Kathir persisted, placing a hand on her thigh.

Though he is not being forceful, Sadhana feels the strength in his grip as he moves closer to her. His eyes are intense and his broad shoulders tower over her. He slides closer, closing off the area to slide across the sofa. Sadhana started feeling pinned with no place to slide as he presses his face to hers; holding her head with is hand. She holds her lips tightly, trying to fend off his advances with her hands, but he is strong and persistent.

Sadhana's mind screams 'no!,' but her body craves touch and caress.

His lips press over hers and his tongue dances over her lips. She is pinned against the sofa, his grip is tight, yet there is a gentleness in the way he holds her.

Sadhana's heart pounds in her chest and her breathing becomes more rapid as he forces his tongue in the void between her lips. Her mind races and she become vaguely aware of his manhood pressing against her thigh. Sadhana's body stirs and she quivers under the caress of his hands and she relaxes, kissing him back. Her hands pull his head to her face and she begins kissing him passionately. His breathing is rapid and his heart is pounding in his chest.

Sadhana, emboldened by lust, finds the buttons of his shirt and she begins working each button loose, stripping away his shirt away, running her hands over his chest, small black body hair slipping between fingers tips. Lust has taken over Sadhana and her body rises to his, her juicy necter regions pressing against his thigh.

He leans down to her and he kisses her again, the skin of his bare legs warm against the inside of her thighs. Sadhana's in-skirt is hiked up and she could feel the warmth of his skin radiating, through her panties, onto her swollen lips. She grasps his head and pulls his face against her neck, guiding him to kiss the soft, sensitive skins at the base of her neck. His kisses burned, sending shivers through her body with each sensual contact. Sadhana's nipples are swollen and protruding through the silky material of her nighty. She could feel his skin sliding over the material of her night wear, sending electric shocks from her breasts to the nub hidden beneath the velvet folds of her pussy lips.

His hands move down over her body, slipping beneath the tail of her nightty. His fingers sliding smoothly on her skin as he glides his head down to kiss at the top of her cleavage. Moisture builds between her legs as his warm lips press over her skin and she quivers and squirms under his touch. His fingers slip into the opening of her nighty and he fumbles with her bra; finally he releases the clasp & in a single stroke her nighty is being removed over her head leaving her with the in-skirt and panties alone. When the fabric leaves her heavenly body and falls away exposing her throbbing breasts.

His hands moving over her skin, taking her breath away when his fingers touch her nipples, moving in tiny circles. Sadhana's heart races, her body rising and falling, desire driving her moistened pussy lips against his thigh. The rippling muscles of his legs against the soft skin of her inner thigh and his warm skin pressing between the folds of her pussy.

His hands move upon her breasts, his fingers grasping each nipple, rolling them as she squirms beneath him. Both jump when the books fall from the sofa to the floor; Sadhana and Kathir look at one another, fear in their eyes, then they break into laughter. A moment of respite, then he stands up before her, and she watches as he slips out of his shirt. His stomach is flat and rippled, a small tuft of body hair stands between his pectorals and another tuft below his navel disappears in his shorts.

He slips from his shoes, and then his hand reaches for the waist of his jean shorts. A bulge protruding just below his belt line.

His fingers thread the belt back through the buckle and then clumsily unsnap the button on the front of his shorts. Sadhana stares, surprised, but hungry as he lets his shorts slide to the floor. His under garment tight, concealing all but the lump protruding in the front of him.

Sadhana licks her lips as he slips his thumbs beneath the waist band of his under garment. His engorged manhood gives him trouble as he slips the fabric down over his hips. It bobs up and down when it becomes free. Its swollen bulk pointing towards Sadhana, his full balls hanging loosely beneath.

Sadhana sits frozen on the sofa, anticipating his next move. He swoops down upon Sadhana his bare chest presses against her full breasts. His warm skin and curly chest hairs slipping over erect nipples, sending a rush of tingles from her glowing nubs to the damp part in her legs.

Kathir pushes Sadhana back against the sofa and slides his hips between her bare thighs. His strong grip forcing her into submission in a caring and gentle way. His lips descend upon Sadhana again and his movement hike her in-skirt above her hips. Sadhana's body is quivering, shaking almost uncontrollably, with a mix of fear and desire.

"Stop, we must stop," Sadhana utters half heartedly.

The girth of his shaft presses against her, between her legs. Her body rises, grinding herself against his hardness. She can no more stop this, nor she can stop the burning desires she feels. Sadhana's judgment is eclipsed by the desire she feels.

His hardness slips against the dampened, thin material of her lacy panties providing her only a sliver of modesty. Her tiny nub protruding and sending electric shocks with each of his strokes, sending tingles from between her folds to her jutting nipples.

His hardness strains at her panties and Sadhana fears they will break ... she fears and desires they break.

His chest is rubbing against her breasts and his hands are supporting her from below. His lips and tongue caress Sadhana's mouth. His hands cup her lavish buns, and his fingers tease at her rose; sending chills and quivers through her body.

Sadhana can no longer control herself and reaches down to take his girth in her hand. Her fingers are not long enough to surround the whole shaft. She guides the head through the leg of her soaked panties, placing him at the opening between her cunt lips.

Sadhana feels herself stretch as his girth opens her wider, its massive head piercing her lips. Her body rocks with his motions, directing his massive head to exactly the right spots. The force of the movement tears at her panties until they finally give way. Their disappearance frees his full size to enter her.

Sadhana grasp the cheeks of his ass and uncharacteristically cry our as his hard shaft pierces her middle. Her body rising and falling with each stroke, and his jewels swinging with is strokes, striking Sadhana's ass. The sounds of damp skin contacting and the musky scent of sex fills the air.

Sadhana, forced to fully surrender, and submitting to his animal lust, finds herself quivering and pressure building in the pit of her stomach. Normally very reserved, Sadhana is surprised when she hears the sound of herself crying out, fully engulfed in climax. Nectar gushes from her pussy and coating her student's shaft. Her soul is filled with joy as he empties himself into her hungry gash.

Kathir collapses on top of her, both struggling for breath. Soaked and satiated they lie together for a long minute on the sofa before she can gather herself enough once again cover. She is a shy and modest woman after all. That's all folks hope you enjoyed the journey to its fullest & nearing to let the body liquid flow out of you visualizing the scene in your minds eye. As always its time for feed backs & honest comments to seekcompany@gmail.com

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Yours Lovingly

JJ

The Evil Princess

2009-08-21T01:11:00.000-07:00

A big hi to all the readers, this is your one and only JJ to entertain you in the most exotic possible way through the story below. Anything that is forbidden gives more thrill to us and we want to always explore the unexplored, a very good example of this is the tasting the forbidden fruit in the Garden of Eden by Eve.

Through Brinda’s sexual needs were taken care of by her husband the quench for variety kept her on the prowl for well endowed performers who would last for hours on the bed. This only goes to show her love for being bedded not just by anyone but, by strong men who can match her raging sexual urges. Jalal worked as a Office Manager in the concern that Brinda’s husband had natured for two years in the field of Home Loans, having their office in the Marina Towers on Santhome High Road Chennai. Discreet encounter was well planned & a booking was made in the name of Jalal at GRT.

Then came the day and the hour Brinda couldn't believe how excited she was at that moment. She was standing half naked in a hotel room with a man's head between her thighs. Her position was one she was not accustomed to...standing with her legs apart and her hands clasped behind her back.

Moments earlier Jalal placed her in this position and told her to stay this way. She liked the feeling of him taking control of her passion. She had her head stretched back as she took in the feel of his mouth on her pussy. He was still teasing her through her lace panties and she was getting wetter by the second.

Jalal brought his hands around to cup the globes of her ass as he pressed his mouth into her mound. He took in the smell of her arousal and as he inhaled he grew an inch harder. He had this sexy vibrant woman who he was going to make love to all day. As he squeezed her cheeks he bit down gently through the fabric onto her clit and she jumped.

"Oh my!" Brinda exclaimed, when she felt the intensity of his teeth nibbling on her. She tried to pull away but she was held in place by his hands on her ass. She was so turned on by his hands massaging her and pressing her close to his mouth that she moaned deep in the back of her throat.

Jalal lifted his mouth and looked up to her. What he saw took his breath away...a beautiful passionate woman with her breasts out, nipples hard and head thrown back. He took in her flushed cheeks and neck. She was panting slightly. He knew he had to have her soon.

Brinda felt his eyes on her. She opened hers and tilted her head down to look at him. Their eyes locked; hers were glazed over with passion, his were hot with lust. He stood up slowly until they were face to face.

The kiss they shared at that moment was a marked progression from the one earlier. He wrapped his arms around her and gathered her hands in his, bringing them down to her waist. Their fingers intertwined as the kiss deepened. She felt him holding her hands while rubbing his thumbs methodically into her palms. She melted against him, pressing her hard nipples into his chest. His hands left hers to move around to her back and embrace her fully.

Jalal wrapped his hands once again around her waist and gathered her directly against his hard chest. She, in turn, brought her hands up around his neck, playing with his hair as his tongue danced with hers. Their hips were pressed so close now and Brinda felt the hard length of his cock press between her thighs. As his tongue moved in and around her mouth, he moved his hands up and down her back and ass.

They were still slightly swaying to the sensual music playing in the hotel suite. The sounds of the music coupled with the smell of Brinda’s perfume heightened their senses.

He broke apart their kiss and reached for her hand. He growled into her ear, "Baby, I want more of you...come."

She gave him her hand and at that moment she would have let her lead him anywhere. They walked the 10 feet to the king sized four-poster bed in the GRT. It had a fluffy white down comforter and pillows that felt like clouds. He sat on the edge of the bed and maneuvered her aching body until she was standing between his legs.

He hooked his fingers under the edge of her panties and slowly brought them down to her ankles to step out of, which she did. He then unclasped and removed her bra and as she stood there watching his eyes dilate, he brought his hands to her breasts and lifted them up and together to his mouth.

Brinda barely heard him whisper, "beautiful," as he fastened his lips over her left nipple. The pressure of his mouth sucking on her almost made her knees buckle. His hands gently squeezed both breasts as she felt his hot breath and wet mouth on her.

"Ooooh," she moaned as she put her hands in his hair. She felt him remove his mouth, only to reattach it to her right breast. The left was quickly replaced by his fingers, gently plucking her erect nipple like he was fine tuning an instrument.

"Please Jalal, please, I really need you. I'm aching," she begged him. He released both her breasts and pressed her down onto the bed. Then he stood up and removed his own clothes swiftly, lifting himself above her after he did so.

"Is this what you need baby?" he said as he pressed 2 fingers quickly inside of her pussy. Her hips bucked into his fingers as she felt him spread her knees wide with his other hand. He leaned over her, pressing his rock hard cock against her side as he licked her neck and moved his fingers in and out of her wet clutching hole. He then whispered in her ear, "I know what you need. You need to be well fucked. You need me to take you to heights you have never been. Don't you?" he said, emphasizing his words with a hard thrust of both his hips against her side as well as moving his fingers deeper inside of her.

"Oooooh." Her moan was involuntary, her muscles squeezing around his fingers. Brinda didn't know if it was that or the hot feeling of his words and breath in her ear but she was close to climaxing already. "Please, please..." She was pleading with him for the ultimate pleasure.

Jalal shifted his body, removing his fingers. They were glistening wet from her juices. He placed them on her wet warm mouth and ran them over her sensual trembling lips. He then leaned in to kiss her and to taste them.

Immediately afterward, he got up for a minute to reach for the condom he had brought with him to the bedroom. She helped him place it on his penis, which resembled more of a spear at this point.

Then Jalal's mouth returned to hers tightly as he moved directly over her, guiding his cock to her entrance. Her legs widened immediately as she felt him positioning his penis. She was ready to receive him inside her body. As he pressed forward, taking her inch by inch, they both moved in unison. Her tight warmth surrounded him.

The feel of his cock penetrating her fully was taking them both over the edge. "Yesssss, please Jalal fuck me, ooooh," she exclaimed.

He replied without words, pushing his hips full against her, their hips meeting. He rested for a brief moment and let her adjust to him. He then slid his hands under her ass and started with a rhythm not unlike their earlier dancing to the soft music FM. They moved together and pulled apart, his cock all but removed except for the tip. As he then pressed again fully to the hilt,

Brinda pulled her knees up to her waist giving him deeper access. This spurred him on to fuck her wildly and with abandon. Their mating became primal and felt like it went on forever but was more like minutes in reality. They moved faster and faster, both of them panting and moaning. He was holding back his own orgasm, wanting to bring her pleasure first. He could tell she was going to come because her pussy was contracting in little gasps around him... He pressed deep and hard as he held her ass in a vise grip, bringing her over the edge. He lifted his head from her mouth, wanting to see her in the throws of her orgasm.

"Come for me Brinda...let go now," he said to her commandingly, knowing she was right there. She felt herself tipping over and couldn't have stopped for the world. His last push inside her made her see stars. She went hot and cold at the same time. It was so intense that no sound came out of her mouth. She came and shuddered silently as he watched her. That was all it took for Jalal. He thrust one more time in and out of her pulsating pussy to let go of his powerful orgasm and he bucked and said her name softly as he came.

They lay together, bodies overlapping, not knowing where one began and the other ended. They were both tingling with the sensations of fulfillment. It was too early to speak of anything. They just enjoyed the moment together, resting and recovering, each of them smiles on their face. They went on to make love a couple of times, but that’s another story folks. Comments to seekcompany@gmail.com
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Yours Lovingly
JJ

Sexual Ecclesiastical

2009-08-19T00:18:00.000-07:00

Welcome back dear readers, a late submission due to tight work schedule have kept me away from you. Never mind I shall treat you with a real hot and short story, in Tamil Nadu cine actress have been worshiped and temples were built with them as deity. To quote Kushboo was adored by her fans and a temple was built for her, this news might be disgusting for many of you but then it’s the truth. The narration below is on the same lines of worshiping the woman as a sex Goddess & the place where it happens automatically becomes a temple.

Far away from the hustle bustle of Chennai city is Mogalivakkam a residential paradise on the way to Porur, nestled among a mangrove is a small single storey building decorated by the most expensive marble and a open kitchen. In the master bedroom she sits alone in the room. All the curtains are drawn, and no lights are on. There is music in the background, something shady, dark and cool. She wears a long tee shirt.

His favorite.

She is alone in her thoughts, though all at once something pulls her from them. He is here, in the room with her. She knows this by his smell, by the way her body tingles.

Without a word, he moves up behind her. Pressing his lips to her neck as his hands find and hold the weight of her breasts. The sensation of his lips on her neck wakes every nerve in her body. She turns to face him and slowly she starts to kiss his face, his neck, and his chest as she unbuttons his shirt. Her hands, body tremble with desire. Lower she moves down his body until she is on her knees. With their eyes locked, she slowly, gently undoes his pants and lowers them until his cock is free.

Still without a word she lifts each leg and removes the shoes, socks and pant legs, first one, then the other. Starting at his feet, she kisses and licks each toe, moving up his legs to knees and further still until her cheek gently touches his member. Teasingly she rubs her face against him, and then very slowly caresses him with her tongue. She bends down just enough to take his balls in her mouth.

As she reaches his nipple, she moves around to the back of his body and begins licking and sucking his neck, shoulders, down his spine and across his hips. He shudders with anticipation as she suckles the cheeks of his ass, he flexes even though he is trying to remain still. He doesn’t like her to know how much she turns him on. From behind him she slides her tongue once, twice, into his crack and as he flexes for the third time she quickly pulls out and suckles his balls again. Her hands wrap around his dick as she sucks and squirms underneath him. Gripping tighter and tighter she moves to her own rhythm and he understands that this part of the dance turns her on as much as him. He will not be surprised to see drops of her juices on the floor under her.

His heart starts beating faster and he hears the only the sounds of himself in his ears. Quickly, because his desire is mounting he steps back and shoves her to the floor. Slowly removing the T shirt she is wearing, he bends until his mouth covers hers, at first she is surprised, then as he moves his lips to her breast, she succumbs to her own desires. Arching her back to meet his body’s every curve she moans quietly as his hands find her pussy, hot, her clit stiff with excitement. Quickly he moves down her belly, tonguing and kissing every inch of her body. Without slowing his pace, he thrusts her legs open and buries his face in her. Knowing exactly how she likes it, slow and teasing, gentle and long, he eats her. At first she feels the heat in her legs then all at once the sensation slams her pussy and she is writhing in desire. Uncontrollably she fucks his face, faster and faster and he slowly, maddeningly caresses her opening. Please, now, she begs, moaning and bucking, now, do me now, trading his fingers for his face, he raises up and with out stopping the maddening rubbing he enters her, hard, fast, deep. Very deep. She raises her legs high and wide to accept all of him, and spreads herself open with her own hands so that she can feel his hands working her clit, wet and hot as hell.

Harder and harder he slams into her, she stops moaning and starts uttering uncomprehendable words, He is unaware of everything except how he feels inside of her. He fights to maintain control, but she is too tight, too hot, and a low moan escapes him as he cums deep within her.

He lies on top of her, spent and satisfied. She lights a cigarette and places it between his lips as he rolls over on to his side.

Not once has he said a word.

As she watches him smoke in the dark, she sees the strength of his hands outlined in the red embers of the cigarette. She touches them, kisses them, and takes them into her mouth, finger by finger, loving each equally.

Tasting herself on him, she feels herself start to heat up again. She moves from his hands to his arms, down and across his chest. He is ready for her. Their desire for each other has been growing; both understood that neither would be satiated quickly.

She is surprised and pleased to see that her desires are matched by his, and for the first time she wraps her mouth fully around him, taking him as deep into her throat as she did her pussy.

This one is just for him she thinks, as she sucks hard and deep. He places his hand in her hair, but does not push her further down. He knows she will take him as deeply as she can. He tells her to move to the side so that he can see her, and as she does, he reaches again for her pussy, still wet, still hot. Lying on her side, still sucking hard, he takes her hands and places them on herself. Play with it, he says, his first words of the night raspy with sex. She does as he tells her, his eyes never leaving her hands. The more stimulated she makes herself, the quicker she moves her mouth on him, licking, sucking, tasting down the sides and taking his balls in her mouth, she starts groaning in excitement.

The sound has left his ears again, and all at once she stands, I’m sorry, she says, I can’t take it, I want you in me, as she places him in her ass. He is surprised and overcome by the tightness, she is moaning and riding him again in her own rhythm. Harder she starts gyrating back and forth, wrapping her legs around him so that she can pull him in even tighter. The pace quickens again and she moves away only long enough to place him back in her vagina. Again wrapping her legs around him, she licks and kisses his face and neck, moaning she rolls her head and lets her hair fall across her back. He kisses her throat, bites her ear, and this time there is no control. He can’t believe this feeling, as his fingers work her back and his breathing quickens pace. He can’t hold back, and cums as he moans loud and long. Her kisses still sweeping his face. Showering him with all she feels the worshping cermony come to an end & both them knew it was a temperory one and miles to go before their enerigies are drained out compeletly. Feedback time folks as always to seekcompany@gmail.com

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Yours Lovingly

JJ

Company Affairs

2009-08-03T00:00:00.000-07:00

Company Affairs:

Welcome to one and all of my dear readers, this is your one and only JJ here to entertain you in the most erotic way. Many a times we have the difficult period in our lives when we have been asked to report to women. I really don't know how each of you will feel in such a circumstance, but believe me I enjoy myself to the core. Shanthi 46 years of age stands tall at 5.9 inches with a divine body that a catholic priest will adore in public. Wine is best when it's aged and matured and so is women, in their early and mid 40's women are virtully in their second innings.

Below is a narration of events where the divine body of Shanthi is being worshiped by her subordinate Srikanth who is fit enough to be her son at 23 years of age. Both of them work in the field of HR for a company called Microland at Bangalore and had come to Chennai to interview candidates they planned to be here on a Friday therefore their inner motives are satisfied, the meeting with the candidates were over by 6 pm agreeing to meet by 8pm at the Pasha club both went back to their respective rooms in The Park.

They had been on the floor at the Pasha Club for almost an hour - both on business trips from the cool cool Bangalore city Shanthi in a long sleeveless cotton midi with a deep cleavege, both of their bodies glistening under the lights on the small crowded dance floor. This joint was well known for party drugs like MDMA (Ecstasy), GHB, Rohypnol, ketamine, methamphetamine, and LSD are some of the club or party drugs.The band was playing old time rock & roll. Srikanth could hardly move for watching her. Beads of sweat traced the outline of her breasts, which were neatly pushed up by a lacy black bra visible at the lip of her low cut dress. Even when Shanthi turned away from him the sway of her ass gave him no relief. Srikanth was getting hotter and hotter, and his cock began to stiffen in his scant cotton pants.

Then, to his horror... a slow song. Shanthi didn't hesitate to move to Srikanth and put her arms around his neck. His hands fell to the small of her back. Her breasts against his chest and the feel of her breath on his neck broke the last of his resistance to arousal and his cock stood rock hard. Thankfully, they weren't touching below, so Srikanth had not been discovered. This temporary safety ended abruptly when Shanthi changed positions and her hip came to rest on his engorged member.

"Oh!" Shanthi softly exclaimed in is ear. "That's nice..."

And instead of backing off which Srikanth had hoped for, Shanthi pulled in tighter and let the motion of her thigh rub his swollen crotch with every sway. Her body was pushing and grinding against his cock, sending wave after wave of pleasure through his body. Srikanth let out a spontaneous moan, which was answered by a hot, wet mouth on his ear. Shanthi inched him hopelessly close to a climax and then decided she was now too hot to go on with the dance.

"Let's go.", Shanthi said, leading him off the floor. "My turn."

She led him, weak kneed to the elevator and whisked him up to her room. Shanthi guided him onto his back on the bed and tore at the belt and zipper of his pants. Too weak to do anything but cooperate, Srikanth lifted his butt off the bed as she pulled his pants and underwear off in one motion. His cock was still partially erect, but that wouldn't do for her just now. So, Shanthi began to run her tongue up and down his shaft. She licked his g spot occasionally slipping him into her mouth and running him to the back of her throat. Srikanth's erection quickly returned to full strength, but an orgasm for him was now well off. Now was her chance.

Shanthi removed her dress and black lace panties, the latter of which were soaking wet from the evening's activities so far. Shanthi needed his cock too badly; there would be no more finesse. She straddled Srikanth, raised him up to meet her engorged, and dripping opening, and plunged him in. Shanthi rocked gently but firmly down on him, taking him as deeply as she could with each motion.

At first he watched the show as if it were happening to somebody else. Then, her creamy walls began to do their work on Srikanth and his orgasm began its early stages. He thought he might be able to cum with her.

"Wait!" he moaned. The scent of her pussy, the creamy strokes, and the sight of her were getting him closer and closer. Then, it was too late. Shanthi clamped down on him tightly, her vagina grabbing and releasing in an orgasm that was spectacular to watch. It nearly got him over. He tried pushing while she came, but he only got to the edge.

Now, satisfied, Shanthi rolled off of him, rolled again, and wound up on her stomach on the other side of the bed. Srikanth looked down at himself, dripping wet, rock hard, his head purple and swollen, a drop of pre cum at his opening. He gave himself a little stroke, her juices providing the lubrication. He looked over at her, lying on her stomach, face turned away from him. His eyes traced her form down to her ass...the same ass that had started everything earlier in the evening. He thought about beating off, even to the point of getting the complimentary hand cream off of the night stand and slathering himself with it. But Srikanth couldn't get his eyes off of her ass. And after a couple of strokes with the hand cream, he decided on a better way to satisfy himself.

Srikanth rose and crawled over and straddled Shanthi's legs. She started to speak but he quieted her with 'Shhh...trust me." Without reply Srikanth looked down at her and gently pulled her cheeks apart to reveal the most beautiful little pink ass he'd ever seen. He rose up onto his knees and ran the head of his cock between her soft cheeks.

"Honey?" There was a little concern in Shanthi's voice now. His head reached her opening and he gently prodded his head about half way in. "I'm not sure I'm ready..."

With his head in this position, and keeping his weight on his knees and hands, he stretched out the length of her body and gently, but firmly grabbed her arms so that Shanthi couldn't move.

"Honey, I don't know...." But this time it was too late for her. Her mild protest was met with his loving, but firm grip on her arms and there was no escape for her. His cock, layered with thick hand cream, pierced her and sunk deep inside. He had never felt anything so tight, so satisfying. His head lit on fire, then his shaft. Srikanth had wanted to be gentle, but he could not help pumping harder and harder until his torso was slapping her ass with each stroke. He was a wild animal, taking her in the most brutal way. Taking her against her will for his own gratification.

Then, it hit Srikanth. All at once, a blinding orgasm came from everywhere, his cock, his head, his feet. Nothing had ever been so satisfying. He pumped several times and came to a rest on her back, fully inserted, breathing with all his might.

Then, he released Shanthi's arms, and kissed her on the cheek. He pulled back her hair to reveal a sly smile on her face. As had been the case all night, he had gotten his way, and in the process, she got hers. They both went on to have the longest fucking session which auspiously started this day & the end was never in sight and went a long long way in getting their lusty desires fillfulled. Comments please to seekcompany@gmail.com

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JJ

Oneness

2009-07-30T01:12:00.000-07:00

Oneness:
The title above speaks of the quality of being one as opposed to many. Leaving behind age color creed the two individuals become one in search of the ultimate pleasure by way of making love.

Author

Welcome back dear readers, yet another mature woman fucking saga which happened precisely three years. It was a product launch cocktail party at The Fishermen’s Cove along the ECR at Kovalam. The party was organized on the beach front with beach volleyball etc etc…but who needs all this crap by 1830 hours the bottles were opened. From there on there was no stopping & gender bias, company considers both sex as equal it was proved with women gulping down taking on their counterparts.

As Latha car head a problem she squeezed into the back seat next to me, I saw her for the first time in a different light. She normally wore her long jet black hair in a ponytail but tonight it was straight and hung down almost to her ass. Speaking of her ass, Latha had a pretty decent one for her 46 year old body. It was averge, but looked firm, and would outline a tight pair of pants fairly well. As all of us went straight from office to Fishcove ladies brought their evening dress and refreshed in the office and left straight to the hotel, Latha was wearing a midi with a split on the rear. Her dress came down to her knees, which meant her smooth bare legs were shown off nicely.

However, the most ravishing feature of my older manager was Latha’s chest. Normal work attire may have hinted at her proportions and sometimes even showed a hard nipple, but this cocktail dress displayed the most magnificent cleavage I have ever seen. Her big tits looked like grapefruits, aching to be pushed up completely out of her dress. My eyes traced the valley between those fat globes and I was struggling to look away. Latha also smelled fantastic and it was all I could not to get a hard on as we rode along from Nungambakkam to Kovalam, her leg and body pressed against me in the backseat.

Despite my mere early 30’s, I had been at one or two social work outings with Latha and she definitely liked to unwind and enjoy her beverages. Never married, it was rumored in the office that maybe she preferred a juicy pussy to a fat cock, but I always thought from the way she acted and the things she said that she was not only interested in dick, but desperate to be stuffed and stuffed well.

Well we got there to Kovalam Fish cove, and things got under way, all the staff’s hit the dance floor while the loners like me hung around the table. I noticed Latha at the bar table awaiting drink number who knows, and I decided it was time for a refill myself so I joined her at the liquor counter. We bullshitted for a bit about work, about my ex, and I could tell Latha was definitely feeling no pain at this point. Latha became very touchy feely, hitting my arm or shoulder as she spoke, giggling at my jokes, and blatantly NOT covering up her massive cleavage that was so abundant I heard some of the elderly staff commenting on it.

Latha headed for the bathroom, and as she did so I watched her body from behind, her big ass and hips swaying, and her hair bouncing around. Though I never found her overly attractive at work, I found myself obsessed with her mature sexy body tonight. I went back to my seat and sipped my beer, but seconds later I felt a hand grab my own and drag me out of my chair. Latha was very bubbly and energetic and dragged me onto the dance floor. My eyes were locked onto her huge rack, hoping that her tits would just pop out for me to see, and as I refocused, I could swear Latha saw me staring. She took my hands and placed them on her own waist, something that a manager and employee probably shouldn't be doing, especially in front of coworkers. We danced for a few more minutes until Latha wanted to go out for a cigarette. I went back toward my table as I am not a smoker, but my boss took my hand and led me towards non illuminated of the beach with her.

We went to the side where it was pitch dark where Latha lit up cigarette and we just chatted for a few minutes which was fine with me because we got so sweaty in the dance floor that I wanted to get away from the crowd. We sat on the sand in one of the up end private beach and I watched hesitantly as her dress rode up her legs as she sat. I traced her smooth legs up to her thighs and tried to imagine what was just beyond that thin black material. I scanned the rest of Latha's body, my eyes falling yet again on her set of tits, and I could tell her nipples were rock hard. Before I could even snap out of my daze this time, Latha took my hand and placed it on her knee. Our eyes locked, and I was scared to death as this was a woman 2 levels higher ranking than me. Her hand led mine slowly up her thigh and toward her crotch, at which point I began to grow somewhat confident and I started rubbing her thigh myself, back and forth, loving the feel of her silky smooth skin. I did this for a long while, not sure how far I could take this, until Latha grabbed my hand and shoved it right into her crotch.

My cock which had been slowly rising this whole time, and had been hard most of the night, was now tenting out my pants at my crotch. Latha was not wearing underwear, and my hand was rubbing her wet bush directly. It felt so warm, like there was heat coming out of her cunt, and I slid a finger into her warmth, letting it sit there for a moment as we both exhaled sharply. I started to really get into it, adding a second finger to the mix and fucking in and out of her now slimy pussy. I could feel that she had a good amount of hair on her pussy, which turned me on even more. I was loving the idea of this older woman horny as hell and most likely desperate to be fucked hard by a young guy like me. My fingers were sopping wet as I played around in her snatch, and I almost came right there when Latha pulled out my fingers and sucked them dry right in front of me.

I wanted to just lay my boss down on the beach sand and fuck her until we both passed out but we obviously had to collect ourselves and go back to the party area. We went back, and I expected we would return to our table but Latha had other ideas, she explained I would be sharing a cab with her since we live near each other several miles away. I was more than ok with this and as we headed out I asked her what she had in mind. Latha told me not to worry about it as she boarded a cab, and we somehow managed to remain composed as we waited for the cab. If you looked closely at the two of us, you would see we were practically jumping each other's bones with our eyes. I stared at her giant tits and her hot legs and she eyed my broad shoulders and chest and my bulging crotch. Then the cab came.

I had no idea where we were going but it was Friday night and I didn't much care where we went, especially since our hands roamed each other's bodies and our tongues met for the first time in the backseat of this cab. Latha’s breath smelled fresh like mint gum, and I massaged her tongue with my own and she rubbed my cock through my pants. My hands of course went right to her fat tits, squeezing them through her dress, and playing with her hard nipples. It turns out that 40 minutes later we were back at my office, to which I gave Latha a curious look. She gave me a sexy smile...

Everybody had left for the night but the building remains open all the time as long as you scan your id card. Latha led me down the hall and into her office, where I had never been before, and she closed the door behind her. Before I could hear the click of the door shutting, Latha had sat on her desk with her legs spread open invitingly, and she wiggled her finger for me to approach. Having gotten much more used to my hookup with my boss by now, I took control and held her legs apart as I got to see her hairy cunt for the first time. Her dark bush ran wild, and led almost up to her belly button area. I attributed this to her typical South Indian heritage which turned me on so much.

Even with all the hair I could see how wet and excited she was and I slipped my finger back inside her. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes, enjoying my actions when I decided I had to taste this sexy older woman's slimy pussy. I knelt down in between her thighs and stuck my tongue out, making sure to barely trace the folds of her pussy lips. Then I moved away and licked her inner thighs one at a time before returning to her waiting cunt. I got in close and started blowing on it, and again barely letting my tongue lick her lips. This was driving Latha nuts, to the point where I could almost sense her yearning, and I chose that moment to bury my face in her cunt. I showed no abandon, lapping at her fur-lined twat, slipping two fingers inside her as I sucked on her clit, and eventually sticking my tongue inside her, tasting her sweet girl cream. Latha's legs were quivering and I could tell she was in heaven.

My thick cock was painfully pressing into my pants, and I undid my belt and unzipped them, at which point Latha took over and slid them down my legs, leaving me in just my underwear. My briefs were ready to burst and there was a small amount of precum that had drooled out onto the front of them. Latha gripped my cock through the underwear, massaging it and playing with my heavy balls until I thought I would explode right then. Latha sensed it too and stopped, standing up from her desk and turning her back to me. She told me to unzip her dress, which I did, watching her dress slip to the floor. Latha stood before me in only a black silky bra and nothing else. I unhooked and removed her bra, and grabbed her large globes from behind and held them in my hands. At 46 years old, they definitely did sag when I let them go but they were still pretty firm. As I played with her titties from behind, my steel hard cock was nestled between Latha's ass cheeks. My precum was oozing out of my cockhead and getting he fat ass all sticky.

The sexual intensity and tension had become so great and neither of us could take it anymore. Latha spun around and laid down on her desk, legs spread wide to show off her bushy cunt. My penis dangled in front of her, almost drawn to her waiting hole. Her eyes told the whole story; she wanted my cock to fill her up NOW! I grabbed her smooth legs and held them apart as I inched forward, my throbbing hard cock twitching as I reached her messy soaked pussy. I stopped just before entering Latha's mature body, once more making her beg for my thick young tool to plow her horny slit.

Latha responded to my tease by literally grabbing my pole and pulling it to her cunt, forcing my cockhead to slip inside of her body. The feeling was electric, as Latha's pussy was tight despite her maturity (she claimed later that she hadn't fucked in a few years). I lunged forward burying the rest of my thick rod into my manager's eager snatch, and left it buried deep as Latha got used to my girth. Her face grimaced with a mixture of pain and pleasure and pure lust, which we both felt at this moment.

As we got into a rhythm I began to really fuck harder and harder into Latha, slamming her sexy body against the desk over and over. Papers went flying, and I think some other stuff crashed to the floor but neither of us cared so I continued to bang Latha in her office, my full heavy balls smacking up against her ass. The sound and smell of our sex was so powerful, and I was seconds away from pumping the biggest load of my life into my manager's 46 year old sopping wet pussy.

I quickened my rhythm so I could give Latha a few more really intense thrusts before I came. Her giant breasts were heaving and sweaty, and I grabbed for them with my hand as I plowed into her. I massaged her tits, one at a time, and that was enough to put me over the edge. I announced I was going to cum, and as I got set to pull out and erupt, Latha put her hand on my ass and pulled me forward, forcing my big cock to stay inside her as I exploded in a huge orgasm. I pumped my dick in Latha's twat, spurting glob after glob of hot, milky cum up into her womb. I watched as my jizz oozed out of her along with her own juices, soaking my cock and her desk and anything else around. As my cum subsided, I kept my slowly softening cock inside of my boss' steaming, hairy pussy as we both smiled at each other and admired our sweat-soaked cum covered naked bodies.

Well, they fucked happily ever after, comments time folks to seekcompany@gmail.com

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Yours Lovingly

JJ

Carnal Carving

2009-07-29T00:07:00.000-07:00

A big hello to all my dear readers! This is your one and only JJ back to treat you with hot stuff, it will be hot I promise. The below narration is from pure imagination alone and no real person exists. A small background about the below narration has two lead characters Lavanya aged 46 & still loving it. Second character is Ravi in his early 20’s with all the requirements of a young stud Lavanya knew how to pick and choose her sex toys. A well experienced women who flames of lust refuses to die, this is not the first time she was picking her sex toy.

Lavanya was traveling in her Innova when she saw him; he was young, in his early twenties perhaps and obviously from a poor family. Who was aimlessly loitering on one of the by lanes of CP Ramasamy Road Chennai, his head was still held high and proud - which of course meant that he wasn't doing very well - and he did have quite a lot of muscle on him. Admiring his form and the splendid features of his face, Lavanya had to admit that she was in a rather unusual position with her husband dead the past 15 years; at age 46 and a widow she had her money as well as her pick of men.

Not at all bad looking, the vestiges of her young beauty were obvious in the graceful lines of Lavanya’s face and the plump curves of her body. Of course her breasts sagged more than they had at a young age, and she was getting lines around her eyes and the corners of her mouth... but Lavanya was still an attractive older woman. She was also a very sexually active older woman with a hungry taste for the prowess and stamina of younger men, particularly strongly built younger men.

Lavanya’s latest young man, having just reached the age of 25, had been released with a pouch full of money and many good wishes from his former patron. Lavanya was quite sure that he'd do well for himself, and after the past 4 years of good service they'd finally tired of each other. Well, she'd tired of him anyway, Lavanya wasn't sure whether or not he'd tired of her, but it didn't matter anyway. It was really her desire for variety that directed the whole event.

"Stop!" Lavanya ordered her driver, turning to lean out the window with a gracious smile on her face, the curves of her bosom very visible as she spoke to the young man, "Hello there, my name is Lavanya."

"Ravi," said the young man, looking somewhat confused. He had no idea why this elegant & luxurious with its attractive - if older - occupant had stopped.

"How would you like to come and work in my household?" Lavanya asked, smiling genially.

"Excuse me?" the young man asked, looking extremely flabbergasted. Nothing like this had ever happened to him before... certainly no lady of any standing had even stopped to ask him for more than directions, much less give him a job offer.

"Come on in," Lavanya said, opening the door, "We'll ride to Porur and discuss details, if they're acceptable you can come home with me, if not then we'll drop you right back off here."

Her smile was kind and inviting... and was there something seductive in it? At any rate, Ravi couldn't see what harm he might come to alone in a car with an older lady. If the car even started the leave the Spencer’s Tower he would definitely be able to overpower her long enough to jump out. Before her car driver could train his ears & over hear Lavanya’s conversation with the new sex toy a push of the button ensured the glass separated the driver’s compartment from where this sexy Goddess found privacy.

"Hello Ravi," she said as he settled himself, her eyes wandering over the muscles that were just barely visible under his clothes, "So how old are you?"

"Twenty-two," he said quietly, looking at the luxurious interior of the car.

Lavanya smiled, brazenly she outlined exactly what she needed a young man for. Ravi felt quite faint... and rather unsure of himself. He had fooled around females his own age and station of course, even tumbled one or two of the maids he was living with his parents, but he had never been propositioned by someone like Lavanya. However his nervousness though, she was offering him new clothes, a place to live, pocket money, food... everything a young man in his position could possibly need. While he'd never considered fooling around with an older woman, could it really be that bad? Some of the men that he'd talked to in his friends circle had said that older was better, more experienced and willing to do different acts that some of the younger girls thought they were above.

The promise that he would be taken care of, not only while he was with her but afterwards too, was too much to pass up.

"Good," Lavanya said smiling, Ravi gulped as she began to undo the laces at the top of her dress, pale breasts spilling out, topped with rosy nipples. "Now come over here," she purred.

Ravi knelt in front of her, although some of the blue veins were visible in her breasts, they were still round and plump, the hard nipples enticing. Leaning forward he began to mouth one of the nipples as she moaned; his efforts became more vigorous and Ravi reached up with one hand to begin caressing her other breast. Lavanya encouraged this with more moans, running her hands over his hair. Deftly she began probing in his pants, reaching in to feel the length and breadth of her newest young man... Lavanya moaned as she could barely fit her hand around his width. Although not the longest young man she'd ever had, he was probably one of the widest...

Smiling languidly Lavanya began to stroke his member as he groaned and suckled at her breasts. The car was leaving the city and heading back to her Porur banglow, the bumpy road by the unfinished Kathipara junction creating a vibrating pleasure for her. Pressing Ravi away from her breasts, Lavanya lifted up her cotton sari - she was wearing petticoats, but nothing else beneath them.

"Have you ever used your mouth on a woman?" Lavanya asked, her legs spreading before him. Ravi's eyes were locked onto her creamy thighs and the pink pussy that was peeking out between them.

"A couple times," Ravi said, "but not very often."

"Well, you'll get plenty of practice with me," Lavanya informed him, pulling his shirt to bring him down between her thighs. Lavanya moaned as his lips crept up her leg and to her pussy, his tongue making soft circles on her flesh before it delved into the rich nectar that was collecting at her center.

It was hot beneath her skirt, but Ravi was also turned on by the fact that she was having him perform such a deviant behavior as they rode down the road. Licking at Lavanya’s wet slit, his nose was filled with the scent of her musk, Ravi started to lick harder, nibbling on her pussy lips and sucking them into his mouth. Lavanya moaned and humped at his questing mouth, feeling his tongue pressing against her hole. Letting go of her skirts she began to caress her own breasts, playing with her nipples and tugging on the rosy buds. Pleasure spurted through from her nipples to her pussy where Ravi was insistently licking... oh how she'd missed having a young man, even though she'd only been without for a week.

Ravi’s teeth closed over her clit and Lavanya cried out her passion, her fingers pinching down hard on her nipples as she came. Ravi lapped at her juices as Lavanya writhed with orgasm on the seat in front of him, her face flushed with ecstacy.

Ravi's face was flushed too when he came out from under her petticoat, the heat beneath there and his own arousal causing his face to redden. Lavanya smiled at him seductively, her voice was husky as she said, "Lie down..."

The car was big enough that Ravi was able to lie on the seat which adjusted to make a flat bed, and as he marveled at the comfort of the seat surface beneath him, Ravi realized that she must have had it specially made. The evident lengths to which the Lavanya went to for her pleasures both astounded and excited him, Lavanya was so much more demanding and controlling than any other woman he'd ever been with. Looking at her Ravi saw in her face both lust and experience... so she ordered, Ravi was starting to find that more exciting than anything else. Already Lavanya was introducing him to new wonders and pleasures, Lavanya pussy sliding down his shaft as the car bumped and rolled along.

The motion of their ride only increased the erotic quality as Lavanya began riding him steadily... both of them were still fully clothed - and Ravi realized that it only made sense to be since they'd be at her bungalow eventually. Lavanya moaned happily as his thickness split open her pussy, her muscles clamping down on him in an experienced massage. Ravi gasped as her pussy convulsed and rippled, doing things to his dick that he'd never felt before... Lavanya rubbed against his crotch, making his balls ache.

Her breasts were still out in the open, bobbling outside of her dress as she went up and down on him, her face ecstatic. Reaching backwards, Lavanya managed to get her hands under the many layers of sari to his balls, squeezing them and tugging them gently away from his body as she ground down on his shaft. Ravi moaned and his hands went to her waist, holding her down against him... both the view and the sensations were fantastic. Lavanya seemed to know exactly where to touch him - and how - in order to elicit the most exciting responses.

The car began to bump and vibrate continuously and Ravi realized that they were on a stone road or unfinished road like many available throughout the Chennai city.

"We're almost home!" Lavanya gasped, her face ecstatic with the erratic thrusts and vibrations that the car caused. Ravi realized that the smooth road was hers, and Ravi wondered if she had put it in just for this reason... but he didn't have to much time to wonder as Lavanya’s efforts on top of him increased and his gripped her waist even harder.

Riding him fast and hard, Lavanya plunged his dick in and out of her body, joyously crying out as she shivered on top of him. Although Ravi wanted to hold out, the intense feelings of her hand squeezing and tugging on his balls while she buried his dick in her elastic and convulsing pussy was too much. Ravi came, just before she did, groaning as his seed shot up into her body; her pussy clamped down on him as he did so, her entire body tightening above him. Throwing her head back Lavanya screamed her erotic pleasure, her crotch rubbing tightly against his and stimulating her pussy so that her orgasm continued.

Gasping, Ravi's dick was trapped in her orgasmic pussy and the sensations of his orgasm continued even though he didn't have any more cum left to send into her. Instead he was left thrashing beneath Lavanya as his dick continued to be massaged and squeezed, giving him the sensation of an unending orgasm that went on for as long as hers did. When Lavanya finally relaxed on top of him, Ravi gasped with both relief and disappointment.

A moment later the car rolled to a stop.

Lavanya smiled, "We're here," she began straightening up her sari over her bosom as she pulled herself off of him, "Make yourself presentable - although it's not as if the others won't know what we've been doing." her laugh was light and merry.

Ravi hastily buttoned up, covering his sticky groin that was coated in both of their juices. He followed her out and looked at the large and elegant house in front of him, and the surprisingly erotic and sensual woman that was walking towards it.

For a chance at a new life, Ravi didn't think he could have picked a better route. This was just the start with the new partner & both knew this was just starter and the main course followed by the dessert will lead to early hours of tomorrow. Blessed be Ravi for what he just inherited in life was a once in a life time jackpot. Comments please to seekcompany@gmail.com

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Yours Lovingly

JJ

The Celestial 3Some

2009-07-24T00:03:00.000-07:00

Warning: 2F +1Male with a tinge of incest, I warn those versed to this story line leave without going any further.

Hi, dear readers your one and only JJ back to entertain you through the weekend. Well all of us were a witness to the solar eclipse of yesterday described the most longest one of the century & none of us will be alive to witness the next such event in the future after 105 years. The inspiration to write this submission was drawn from this spectacular event but let me remind you the whole narration below is based upon pure imagination and pure imagination alone thus we go…
I waited outside the door waiting for her to open the door. Soon I heard footsteps and the door opened. It was her mother Ragani. For a moment I was awestruck. This was the first time I had seen Shilpa’s mother and she was beautiful. Ragani must have been around 45 but she had a very firm pair of breast. I could see that she was not wearing a bra or anything. So her tits inside her night dress (A cotton shirt & pant) were just bouncing around when she walked. I could even see her nipples. Suddenly I had an urge to touch them, but I contained myself and asked if her daughter Ragani was there. And got an affirmative. Her mother asked me to follow her to the sitting room. There she pointed towards a sofa and asked me to sit down while she called Ragani down. The mother, as I will call her the whole story, went up. I sat down, waiting for her daughter Ragani to come down.

This was the first time I had gone to her house. In fact it had only been a few days since she and I had become friends or more than a friend and less than a lover. She had been new to Music College and Ragani made me her first friend. We had got very close in the few days but still I had not mentioned anything about sex or anything. I wanted to do that but still hadn’t got the guts to do that. Yesterday Ragani had asked me to come over to her place. So here I was. Just then she came down from her room. She was looking just as beautiful as ever.

She was about 5 foot 6 inches, with a very athletic body. She had even made into most of the sports in the school where studied. She had large sexy eyes, silky black hair, and very fair skin. Her breasts, although nowhere near as beautiful and large as her mothers, were still very sexy and firm. And oh did I forget to mention that she was a year junior to me. I was in final year and she was in first.

Ragani came down and sat down beside me and to my surprise and delight her mother Shilpa came sat there to. We made small talks for a while, in which I just could not take my eyes of those tits. Then Shilpa went to fetch something to eat and drink. When she came back she came forward and offered me a few things. I took them. Then standing there she bent over so as to reach and offer the things to Ragani. In doing so her breasts were mere inches away from me. I suddenly felt an erection grow. Not only could she have gone around and offered her the stuff but also she kept herself in that position for a little longer than necessary. May be Shilpa had seen me watching her breast and was just as turned on as I was. Well anyway this gave me some encouragement.

When Shilpa went back and sat on her seat she surprised me by saying I see you like my breast. I was really taken aback and did not answer. She looked a little disappointed and I felt that she was rather embarrassed to have asked such a question and then turned down by me. Well this was enough. I could take it no longer and told her that I loved her tits. I asked her the size of her tits. It was 38. I could tell that Shilpa was very horny. Then suddenly she again surprised me even more by asking if I wanted to see them. Well, let’s just say I was not expecting the conversation to go that way on our first meeting, but to my delight it was. I decided to avail the opportunity, so I quickly said yes.

Just then I noticed that in our conversation we had forgotten about the third person mother’s daughter, or my friend Ragani. Well she seemed very interested in our conversation. Then to my own surprise I said ‘you know I would love to see you both naked.’ I could tell that they were expecting because no one showed any surprise. ‘Then let’s go on with it’ mother Shilpa said and started taking off her shirt. My friend Ragani also started doing the same. When the mother’s Shilpa shirt came off I could see the breast, as she was not wearing anything underneath, as I had guessed when I had seeing her first. But at that time I had made a few mistakes - they were not big they were huge. They were not beautiful they were gorgeous. When the shirt of my friend Ragani came off I could see that she was wearing a bra. But I could see that I had also underestimated her tits. They were pretty good as well.

Ragani was about to take off her bra when I stepped forward and did so for her. Her tits also fell into my cupped hands. I saw that mother Shilpa was offering me her’s so I went forward and took them in to my hands and gave them a few squeezes before I put one in my mouth and started sucking in them. Mother started to moan. Encouraged I use a bit more force and got an even better response. Just then I saw that my friend Ragani was twisting and turning her own breasts and moaning. One of her hand also went into her skirt she was wearing, at the same time as my hand went into mother’s bottom and in to her panties. But she stopped me. I was rather discouraged. However, Shilpa said if you want that then I think it will be better to do it my room.

So we went to her room. There we all took of our clothes. Mother Shilpa had a black bush of hair in her pussy so little could be seen beyond that. While Ragani, had a clean pussy. But they both looked very beautiful naked. They seemed just as interested in my 7 inches dick.

Without think, and as if we knew what to do, mother Shilpa just laid down on the bed and opened her legs. I went forward and put my mouth on her pussy and started eating it. This was my first time but I could tell, from the moaning that I was doing a good job. Just then I felt something wet on my cock. I realized that my friend was sucking me. I started moaning in the mother’s pussy and still licking it.

The room was filled with moans. Could tell mother Shilpa was having the time of her life, and my friend just could not have enough of it. I felt an orgasm building in the pit of my stomach. Shilpa must have felt the same because she was pushing her pussy violently in my mouth such that I was having trouble breathing and if I would stop to breath she would start cursing me ‘you idiot cunt lapper you don’t stop’ then suddenly a yell from behind on to my dick told me my friend Ragani had been doing herself and had one of the best orgasms ever. Hearing it I could hold on no longer and I threw loads of my cum into her mouth. Being am armature Ragani had trouble keeping it all in her mouth and spilled out few drops. But I was too busy to notice that as the mother’s juices were filling my mouth. Shilpa was coming so hard that she was yelling at the top her voice. Soon we were all done.

Then I went and kissed Ragani a long deep kiss. Tasting my own taste in her mouth and lick the leftovers. She tasted good. Just then Shilpa came over and practically pulled me off her daughter and put her own mouth to my cock. Then we sat down, and decided about the next position. But without thinking I got up went over to Ragani kissed her then started entering her. She was very tight. I could tell that nothing more then fingers had gone in which was surprising. So slowly I entered in to Ragani. She was screaming with pain but soon her yells died down as the pain was replaced by pleasure. When I had gone into her we flipped over so she was on top of me. Then she slowly started moving up and down on my shaft. At first moving was difficult as Ragani was in pain but soon her pussy got used to it and the speed increased. Soon we were both lost in our own world. And her tight pussy was gripping my dick as if she just could not get enough. As Ragani was about to cum she got out of me. I was surprised but then saw that her mother Shilpa had pulled her off. But before I could say anything the Shilpa was on me.

I entered her very easily but her pussy was just a gripping as her daughter’s. I could tell that the orgasm had already awakened in her as she was doing herself when Ragani and me had been fucking. And soon her pussy gripped on to my cock and then she was drenched my already wet dick with fresh juices. I could hold no longer and I shot my juice in her yelling. My Ragani yelled & joined us as she once again had orgasm by herself but when I looked at her I saw that this time Ragani had a Rexona body deodorant bottle in her.

Well then I also made love with Ragani while she ate her mother. After that we started getting ready. When we came back into the living room I dawned on me what I had just done, and I felt like jumping with joy. I had lost my virginity, to one of the most beautiful mother and daughter possible. I told them so and my friend Ragani told me this was her first time as well.

‘So when can I come next time?’ I asked I left their house.

‘Any time you like, any time u like’ was the reply from Shilpa on hearing so I started running towards my house with joy.

I was unable to control myself anymore before long I felt a chill between my legs. With fear I felt with my hand the sticky lotion was nothing but my own juice which had erupted due to the 3some dream that I had just while I was sleeping in my bed. With guilt I got up and cleaned the mess before my wife or daughter could come to know.

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The Queen Cobra

2009-07-22T04:38:00.000-07:00

Dearreaders welcome back for hot & steamy erotic narration. A quick background of the characters below to catch up the steamy fuck session.

She: Jancy, 5.10 tall 65 kgs creamy in colour assets propotionately distributed aged 47 & neglected by her stupid husband who was not worth to be alive. What else can we call a guy who does not worship this divine angel "Jancy". Except for her husband alone Jancy was appreciated by all the men who came across her in the professional & private life, working as a Unit Manager in a Duch company whose office was situated Raheja Towers Mount Road Chennai.

He: Praveen aged 28 an eligible bachleor working as a Financial Planning Advisor no mean guy. Always a top performer whose name was always first in the premium collection list of Jancy's unit. His contribution was so important that at times Jancy accompanied him to the field while closing premium customers either in premium or sum assured. Naukri brought them close to each other & so did the flirting, joking that took place when they were all by themselves. Praveen knew Jancy was worth while to fuck around, in fact many a times she had hinted her dried up sex life to him.

As time passed by one evening while returning on the ECR from Pondicherry after closing a 5 C sum assured, the burning desire, lust & passion took over them. Both decided to take a plunge in the ocean of pleasure their car took a right turn on one of the by lanes leading to the Bay of Bengal. The sign board read as Kiddim India a upper end resort both had a tough time in controlling their sense until they reached their cottage and bolted the door behind once inside......

Jancy smirks, biting his lip playfully as his hands creep beneath her in-skirt. He tore the tight sleveeless blouse she'd worn to purposely tease him, and they break apart from kissing long enough to remove the damaged blouse. A bra is quickly pushed up; he can't be bothered to fumble with the clasp. Instead, his mouth finds one nipple, his fingers find another, and her hands tugged with a little frustration at his zipper. She's was able to ease his jeans off his hips, but he gasped when she caughed the waistband of his underwear on his cock. She apologized, kissing and sucking at his neck in between sorries, and he doesn't bother to tell her that it hadn't hurt.

Praveen stops long enough to take off her bra entirely, and it's flung to some far corner of the room. Gripping her hips, he turns her around on his lap, sitting Jancy so that his cock and her (frustratingly still-clothed) ass were touching. When he moves his hips forward, she gets the hint and uses her arms to brace herself and push back. He groans, a hand moving up to tangle in her hair.

"Fuck," Praveen hisses, and repeats it when she stands up. Jancy gives his erection a searing glance and a half-smile, but when she starts to move her body, she watches his face. Moving slowly, hypnotically, Jancy turns around and slides her in-skirt off her legs, bending over oh-so-unintentionally as she does so. He leans forward to touch her ass, but she gives a warning glare over her shoulder."Nuh uh," she says, half-grinning. "Not yet." The underwear, she slips off following her in-skirt without ceremony, dropping them to the floor and stepping out of them. With a renewed sense of urgency Jancy turns back around, watching as Praveen takes off his own shirt.

Jancy plants kisses from his collarbone down his chest, her tits conveniently rubbing against his erection. Praveen bucks his hips once or twice, until she swats him teasingly on the stomach. "Stop that," Jancy says, giggling a little.

"Just wait." She glances up to see the puppy-dog eyes she knew he was giving, and she just rolls hers in response.

A few kisses later she's took his cock, but Jancy doesn't do anything. Instead, she looks up and waits for permission with her eyebrows raised. His own eyes are half-shut, but they open when she's gone about five seconds without touching him.

"What're you waiting for?" he says, sounding irritated and breathy and horny all at the same time.

This time Jancy goes for it. Her mouth forms an O shape, far too small for Praveen's cock, but she has a technique. It's like he's fucking her for real, except not quite. She eases him into her mouth, stopping with just the head of his cock in her lips. Praveen groans like she's hurting him, but the sound changes to quick gasps when Jancy starts to flick her tongue at the sensitive spot on the underside. Her hand moves lazily up and down the shaft of his cock, enough to torture but not enough to get him off, and Jancy sucks and licks at his head until she hears him gasping 'please' above her.

When Praveen begs, Jancy gives in, and sucks at his cock as she takes it deeper in her mouth, swirling her tongue and making patterns as she goes. One hand stays on his erection, moving up and down in rhythm as she boobs her head. Her other hand moves down to cup his balls, caressing and squeezing so lightly—but she knows she's doing something right when his hips jerk forward. Soon they have a rhythm—Praveen thrusts forward as Jancy moves her mouth further down his cock, and he leans back as she pulls back up. His breath is ragged and she's holding hers half the time as she sucks and licks and kisses at his cock, head moving fast, his hands tugging at her hair so rhythmically she's not sure he even realizes he's doing it.

When Praveen's erection seems hotter and larger in her mouth, Jancy knows he's close, so close to coming, and so she stops what she's doing, ignoring his protests. He'll like this better in the end anyhow, she thinks, and sucks and licks her own fingers for a second before sliding two of them, and then three, into her pussy. Jancy leans back on his lap, letting him enjoy the view if he likes as she finger-fucks herself for a few seconds, stretching her pussy and making sure it's wet enough to take Praveen without a problem.

"You wanna fuck me?" she asked breathlessly, her voice rising and falling as she shoves fingers into her own cunt.

Praveen's beyond speaking. He just groans and strokes himself slightly, trying to stay hard and keep from coming at the same time. The sight of that, and the thought that he's remembering how her mouth felt on his dick, makes her smile and turns her on more. It's more than she can deal with without help, so Jancy straddles his legs and wraps an arm around his neck, using the other hand to grip his cock as she lowers herself onto it. It's not much pleasure for her at this point, because she hasn't built up a rhythm, but he tosses his head back.

He's miserable because of the pace she's using, going up-and-down in-and-on on his dick so slowly, but it feels so good to have his cock in hot, tight, wetness that he has to think of football to keep from coming. After a second Jancy's got the movement right, though, and she's riding him, angled so that his cock hits her G-spot, making her gasp obscenities, and there's pressure on her clit with each thrust, and his hips are thrusting to meet her. And then there's a few confused moments of movement and he reaches up to play with her tits, tweaking her nipples and pulling her down so Praveen can suck and bite on them, still fucking her and being fucked ruthlessly.

Somehow, Jancy's coming first—the tightness around his cock gets tighter, and she's still moving up and down. He'd swear it's like fucking a virgin all over again when he times it just right, plunging in just as her muscles are tensing. Riding the orgasm out like that makes her legs shake and she moans it has been years since she's been fucked, and before thirty seconds has gone by, she's rubbing her own clit and fucking him again, until she has a second orgasm that's quicker but more intense than the first. This one, Jancy simply spasms around his cock, and it's enough to drive him over the edge and back. Praveen's lips are on her nipples but he moves to her shoulder and bit down, a little bit hard, but they both moan and Praveen finally comes in her pussy.

He leans back, reclining on the sofa and pulling Jancy to lay on top of him, still inside her. Jancy pants a little and wipes the sweat from her upper lip, kissing him once, intensely. He plays with her hair absently, and she lays her head on his chest. They know that very soon they'll have to separate and clean up. It wasn't before 3 am the following morning that the Mansion House Brandy & their body juices dried off.

A long forgotten fire was ignited this day for the Queen Cobra, the heat and embers will not die before a few years from now on. They both lived happily ever after. Time for your comments & feedbacks to seekcompany@gmail.com

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JJ

What is Beauty???

2009-07-17T00:47:00.000-07:00

Hi all, hope this story finds you in the cradle of good spirit and horny weekend mood, I am here to give you some more heat therefore you have great weekend all relaxed just to come back on Monday all recharged to do your work. This one is going to be short but nevertheless hot and horny stuff. A perfect gloomy Friday afternoon, in Chennai my cock stairs in my pants thinking of the evening encounter. Quickly taking a plunge into the ocean of eroticism I have read a lot about all these super-hung studs meeting all these perfectly shaped, large-titted women that would knock the Pope into masturbation and I guess I feel a bit envious of all these lovely people.

I'm not extraordinarily built. I am overweight, not flabby, just overweight. My cock falls far short of the twelve inch long cocks that seem to abound on these studs in this country. And, while I have met and bedded many "pretty" young ladies, none of them--or maybe all of them--were perfect in every way.

I was in my early thirties when the following story occurred and was in much better shape than I am today.

I once met a woman whom I shall call Jaya an older lady, who was a fantastic person.Her husband divorced her and left her on her own so that he could chase a more perfect woman. I was introduced to Jaya by my MD as his secretary we got on very well and during lunch time we used to flirt around. Sometimes I drop her at home when it becomes late, Jaya lived in Anna Nagar & this was my regular route to my home at Perambur.

As time went by the fire was ignited on a rainy day Friday afternoon, she called me in for a cup of coffee and as my family was away in their native place the coffee invitation turned out to be a dinner invitation. I was ready for a "mercy fuck" and get out of there as soon as I could, but things didn't work out that way. Supper was a very good meal that showed she had taken some time to cook. After I got past the stroke damage and started talking to Jaya, I found that the "mercy fuck" was out the window and that I really started wanting her for the whole person that she was and not for her looks or lack thereof.

Jaya taught me sudoku that first evening and after several games we ended up playing with a fuck as the prize the winner. Of course, it didn't really matter who won since we were the only two playing. I lost, as I expected I would, and Jaya led me into her bedroom.

We both nervously stripped out of our clothes and stood in front of each other as naked as the day we were born. Jaya was a tad shorter than my 5'9" and was not slim, but not Romanesques either. Her breasts were on the smallish side which I somewhat like and she had the hairy pussy that I dearly love on a woman believing as I do that natural is beautiful.

Jaya took me by the hand and we climbed up on the bed. She told me that she hadn't been fucked since her husband had divorced her, that nobody wanted an old woman to take to bed. Our hands explored each other's body and we cuddled and caressed our way to our ultimate goal. My cock had already reached its full length of about six and a half inches and was ready, but I wasn't sure that Jaya was. I let my Roman hands and Russian fingers do the walking and found a very moist and hot pussy waiting for my cock to enter and enter I did.

Jaya was as tight as a virgin and I took my time sinking balls deep inside her body. My cock, short as it is, bottomed out and hit the head of her cervix at about the same time that my balls nudged up against her ass cheeks. Jaya moaned her appreciation and we locked our lips in a passionate kiss that lasted through the first two minutes of our sensuous fuck.

I could feel her cunt walls gripping my cock as I slowly moved in and out in a deliberate rhythm that was guaranteed to prolong the act. I felt Jaya shudder several times before she asked me to fuck her harder and faster. I willingly obliged though I knew that at this new tempo I would not last long in her very fuckable pussy. Her moans grew louder the faster I pounded my cock into her now loosening vagina. I could feel the inner pussy lips as they slid in and out wrapped around my invading spear.

After only a couple minutes of further rutting, I could feel the familiar tingle in my balls and the start of my sperm on its journey into this woman's lovely, lovely body. I warned Jaya of the impending eruption and she begged me to fill her cunt with my hot cum. I did so in spurts that seemed as if they would never end. Finally they did and I rolled off Jaya though she managed to insure that we were still connected where it mattered. We kissed and whispered sweet nothings for what seem like eternity though it was only a few minutes.

Once we had come down from our sexual highs, Jaya went to wash up and told me to wait for her at the table for UNO game without putting my clothes on. I did as she asked. When she came out of the bathroom, I took my turn and relieved myself. When I got back to the living room, the table was set for same UNO new game. The bet was the same, but this time I won and it was my turn to take Jaya into her bedroom where we made love slowly and sensuously into the wee hours of the morning before falling asleep in each other's arms, still joined at the genitals.

Jaya fed me breakfast that Saturday morning and we spent the rest of the day just fucking each other for all we were worth. And, that was the start of something truly beautiful that lasted for quite some time. We eventually parted as friends when I was transferred out of city and we finally just drifted apart, but both of us retain our memories of that joyous time.

So, what is beauty in a woman? In my opinion, beauty in a woman is as simple as being a woman. The breasts, the vagina, and all that there is of any woman is the same and yet different in each individual. If the woman is fat or skinny, if she is large breasted or small, or if she has a tight pussy or loose, it is all beautiful to anybody who looks beyond skin deep. It's time to sign off with my usual request keep sending in your comments and feedbacks to seekcompany@gmail.com

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JJ

The Casanova

2009-07-13T23:38:00.000-07:00

A very big hi to all my dear readers, your one & only JJ back again with a erotic tale, as usual with Chennai as back drop a cock rising experience. This can be described as the best till date & am sure this episode will be remembered even in my death bed. Some forty five years ago, a baby girl was born radiant color and pleasant inviting eyes & her parents took one look at her and decided to name Chandra, which refers to the moon. She grew up developing a great capacity for the enjoyment of sex, especially having her pussy eaten, and several years ago, 8 years elder to me she became one of my favorite matured fuck buddy who today is 47 years.

The most recent time we got together was last week when she called me up to tell me how horny she was and how she wanted me to come over to her apartment in Alwarpet and rectify this situation. She had cum twice from using her cock shaped vibrator, but needed something more and she knew that I could give it to her. I had just finished an article I was writing and had nothing better to do so I said I would. Actually, there are very few things I can think of that are more enjoyable to do than alleviating Chandra's horniness.

When I rang her doorbell I heard the sound of the peep hole being opened. Seconds later, it closed, and Chandra unlocked the door, remaining behind it while she pulled it open and hurriedly closed and locked it once I was inside. When I turned to face her I saw why she was in such a hurry to get the door secured. She was completely naked; Chandra doesn't like to waste time on preliminaries.

"C'mon, Chris," she demanded, grabbing me by the wrist and leading me to the bedroom. "I really need you." She had previously arranged pillows for under her head and under her hips and, by the time I had been in the apartment for a minute, Chandra's, sexy well maintained body was lying on her bed with her legs spread and her pussy propped up, ready and eager to share pleasure with my mouth.

When I lay down beside her and started kissing her, she only allowed it for a few seconds before she pushed me away and steered my face toward her pussy. "That's where I need your mouth, Chris. You can kiss me later."

"Make me cum fast," she demanded when I was in position between her spread legs. "I have never been this horny."

When I leaned forward to admire her pussy I could see what she meant. I had no more than kissed her mouth a few times, but her pussy lips were swollen and red, really beautiful against her lovely skin, and her clit was so engorged that it was pushing its way out from under the protective hood. Delightfully fragrant juices were running from Chandra's pussy onto her thighs and crotch and when I licked them off her, I proved what I already knew; they tasted even better than they smelled.

"That's it. That's what I need," she exclaimed as soon as she felt my tongue on her legs. By the time I had finished licking the nectar off her crotch, her pussy was already fucking up into my face and she was moaning in pleasure. Chandra was just as hot and horny as she had said so I decided to do what I usually do when one of my lady friends is in such a state. I would go right for her clit until she climaxed, and after that I would spend a long time eating her pussy again, building her up slowly until we both enjoyed her second orgasm. After that, we would fuck.

With that in mind, I briefly licked first one engorged inner lip and then the other. "Oooo, yeah, Chris. That's it. Now suck my clit!" Her precious love button was so easily accessible, there was no need for my fingers to push aside its protective hood so I drew her clit into my mouth to suck on it while my tongue caressed the top and sides.

"Oooo. Ooooo. Yeah! Yeah! Like that," Chandra encouraged me in what I was doing until, after less than a minute, she shouted joyfully and incoherently as she started cumming.

Chandra's upper body thrashed wildly on the bed while her legs squeezed my head. Back and forth she rocked on her ass, holding me tightly and keeping her pussy plastered against my face. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" Chandra whimpered from the intense pleasure she was receiving. I kept my arms wrapped around her legs and my mouth clamped on her clit while my tongue continued caressing the swollen sides and top. She climaxed, with a great spasm of her whole body, followed by relaxing completely.

After feasting on the fresh juices that Chandra had produced in great abundance, I climbed off the bed and removed all my clothing. Just as naked as she was, I knelt in place and leaned forward, preparing to eat her out again. Before starting, I once more raised my head to gaze on Chandra's pussy. It is truly alluring, a mix of shades of pink and brown. Her sparse black hair is surrounded by smooth ivory skin, fetchingly splashed with freckles, and frames her labia, still dark pink and swollen from lust. At the upper end of her inner lips is her adorable clit, which had felt so marvelous in my mouth and was also still engorged. With my fingers I spread open her inner lips to expose her beautiful pink love hole, shiny with the nectar she was still producing. Even as I looked, I could see the juices bubbling up and trickling out.

"Hey, Chris, are you going to eat my pussy again or just stare at it?"

I smiled at Chandra's pretended impatience because we both knew that I would spend as much time as I could eating her lovely pussy and bringing her to another climax, even better than the first. Slowly, I lowered my face to let my tongue lick up the nectar that was already running down her crotch. It was even more delicious than it had been earlier, which I would not have thought possible.

Besides being truly beautiful and producing some of the most delightful juices I have ever tasted, Chandra's pussy pleasured my nose with its aroma, far more pleasing to me than any other fragrance I have ever even heard of. I strongly advise all my lady friends to refrain from using any artificial scents, especially perfumed soaps, in the areas of their asses or pussies because any woman's own natural aroma is so much better than anything artificial. As wonderful as Chandra's pussy was to my senses of sight, taste and smell, my sense of touch was even more delighted. The wonderful textures of her silky skin and her spongy pussy lips as I caressed them with my tongue were incredible.

The silkiest place was below her wet love hole, where those lips start. From there, I licked upward between one pair to where the two labia are close together. Hooking my mouth over her outer pussy lip, I probed my tongue into the seam between her lips, reveling in their softness and wetness. Moving very slowly, I licked upward until I came to the end of the inner lip, where it merges with the other inner lip to form her clit hood. Barely pausing, I continued upward along the inside of her outer lip all the way to her moans. Chandra's feathery pubic hair was also a treat to my sense of touch, almost as delightful as her skin. By the time I brought my tongue back to below her love hole, she was blissfully moaning, a sound that brought pleasure to my ears. Eating Chandra's pussy has always been a delight to all my senses.

After relishing the juices that had been produced, I treated her other pair of pussy lips the same way, starting at their origin and licking all the way onto her moans. This time, I brought my tongue back to her clit hood and gently caressed her there, evoking moans, even whimpers, and pleas for me to lick her clit. I did what she asked for, but only briefly and very delicately, curling my tongue under its protective hood and fondling the sweetest of her sweet spots. I was rewarded with a freshet of her delectable juices and her pussy started fucking up into my face.

Staying with her movements, I licked up all the fresh nectar and started probing my tongue into the lower rim of her pink love hole. More of her fresh juices squirted out into my mouth; I relished their flavor, and let my tongue start working its way up the sides of that wonderful place. Moving very slowly, I explored under both her inner lips, switching my attentions back and forth between the sides of her adorable pink hole. More fresh juices were bubbling up and, as my tongue crossed over, I let it dip into their source and relish their heavenly flavor.

As my mouth continued to worship her marvelous pussy, Chandra became more and more aroused. Once again she was rocking back and forth on her ass as her whole body thrashed on the bed. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was relaxed and wide open as her head tossed back and forth on her pillow. Chandra was so lost in the exquisite pleasure I was giving her that she no longer interrupted her moans and whimpers to tell me to eat her pussy. That was okay; I knew enough to do it anyhow.

My tongue reached the top of her love hole and I squeezed it into that wonderfully wet place and wiggled it, caressing the base of her clit. "Uh! Uh! Uh!" she whimpered and I knew Chandra was on the verge of cumming. Quickly, I drew her swollen clit into my mouth and sucked on the luscious morsel while my tongue caressed the sides and top. After just seconds of this, Chandra gave a great jerk of her body as she started to cum.

As if she feared I might leave, Chandra's hands went to the back of my head to hold me in place while her legs squeezed my face. Any fears she might have had were groundless, for there was no place in the world I wanted to be more than with my face buried in her delightful pussy with her clit in my mouth. While my arms clung tightly to her thighs and with my lips forming a seal at its base, I wanted to suck and lick her precious love toy for as long as she was cumming.

She continued for longer than she had the first time, some of the most enjoyable minutes of my life. Still whimpering ecstatically, Chandra rocked back and forth on the bed while her legs swung from side to side, holding me a willing prisoner. Her movements were so strenuous it seemed like she was going to fall off the bed, but some reflexive balance kept her on it. Once again, when she climaxed, her whole body jerked, before completely relaxing. A truly beautiful smile spread across her face as she sprawled on the bed, her eyes closed, and arms at her side and her legs draped over my shoulders.

Besides enjoying her tremendous orgasm, I enjoyed the great wealth of juices Chandra had produced. I licked them from her legs, her crotch, her belly and all around her pussy, but I left enough inside her to fulfill their natural function of lubrication. When my feast was through, I got up and went to my pants to remove a condom from my pocket and put it on. I returned to the bed where Chandra was still lying flat on her back and smiling, but her eyes were open. When she saw my stiff cock encased in latex, her smile grew wider and more lascivious.

"That was great, Chris. And, I see you're not ready to leave yet." I smiled at her comment, knowing that she probably would have brought me down with a flying tackle if she thought I was going to leave without fucking her.

"No, I thought I would stay for a while and see what came up," I answered as I stood beside the bed.

"I see this has come up." Chandra gently fondled my cock as she spoke. "What do you think we can do with it?"

"I know of a nice, warm, wet place for it." As I answered her question, I was climbing onto the bed, to kneel between her legs, my stiff cock aiming at the nice, warm, wet place I was referring to.

"Well, then that's probably a good place to put it."

Chandra and I were both smiling as she reached down to spread apart her wet pussy lips and I approached on my knees, my cock pointed at the place where we both wanted it. Her juices were running freely and I rubbed the tip against her wet pussy to spread them around. With both of us ready, I pushed the head of my cock against the hole she was creating until it wedged into her. Chandra sighed contentedly.

"Mmmm, yeah, that's a really good place to put it."

Laying back, her head nested in her pillow, she spread her legs wider, wanting to accommodate my entire cock. I leaned forward and put my hands next to her body before giving another firm thrust, driving another inch of my shaft into her tight, wet pussy. Chandra murmured happily and urged me, unnecessarily to stick the rest in her. With another thrust, I was able to accomplish most of what she was asking for.

We are very fond of one another and like to make love in the missionary position, at least to start. The intimacy of her bare skin against mine, the chance to make up for the kissing we hadn't done earlier, and the ability to whisper erotically to each other enhances the great times we have together. Lying on her back, Chandra raised her arms, prepared to hug me. I leaned forward and curled my arms under hers so my weight was supported on my elbows and knees, allowing her to move freely under me. With one more stroke, my cock was imbedded deeply in her pussy. Chandra spread her thighs as far as she could, and wrapped her legs around mine, allowing another fraction of an inch to enter her.

"Ahhhh, I love the way your cock feels," she murmured. "Now, really give it to me."

I started to do what she wanted, slowly drawing my body back and sliding my cock out of her adorable pussy. Chandra released her legs to let me draw back until I had gone as far as I wanted. There, I paused briefly before plunging my cock into her again. She flexed her legs and pulled against my shoulders, propelling her body forward and up to meet mine, until we collided with a gentle "smack".

"Mmmmm," we both murmured, almost in unison, and I drew back for another stroke.

The second one was every bit as good, as were the third and fourth, and onward, until I would have lost track if I had been trying to count. Being in no hurry, and wanting to make it last, we fucked slowly, giving as much pleasure as we could to one another and each of us taking everything that was offered. We kissed; both of us whispered softly about how wonderful the other was, and continued for a long time. I could feel my level of sexual pleasure slowly mounting, and I knew Chandra could too.

Besides fucking with long, slow strokes, I had been plunging my cock straight in and out of the delightful pussy under me. We had only minimal contact between my cock and Chandra's clit. Even with all our efforts to make our pleasure last, I could feel my climax approaching. I knew it would be a while yet but it was inevitable. Chandra was getting closer too, I could tell, because of her movements under me and the way she was moaning and whimpering. She knew it too, and told me about it.

"God, this is wonderful, Chris. I'm getting ready to cum, but I want to get on top."

No objections were forthcoming from me. One of my favorite things to do is lie on my back while a lovely, sexy woman like Chandra moves up and down in the cowgirl position, her lovely breasts bouncing and swaying above me. With my cock remaining deeply buried in her, we hitched our way over to one side of the bed.

Chandra unwrapped her legs from around me and let them lie straight on the bed beside mine. While she continued to cling to my shoulders, I reached my hands under her and took a firm grip on her buttocks. She giggled when she felt my fingers touching her on the sensitive insides of her ass cheeks. Moving in unison, we rolled over, ending with me lying on my back in the center of the bed and Chandra on top, still maintaining full body contact. My hands remained on her lovely ass and we fucked for a few strokes in the new position.

This was not how Chandra wanted to cum, though. After a long kiss, with our tongues mingling, she raised her upper body, pushing away from me with her hands on my chest. She moved her legs forward until she was on her knees, straddling me with her pussy impaled on my cock. I rested my hands on her thighs and we smiled at each other while Chandra started to raise her body, slowly and tantalizingly removing her pussy from around my cock.

Just the head was still inside when she stopped, paused, and lowered her body again. The heavy lubrication that she had been producing, besides smelling delightful, let my cock slide easily into her pussy. Chandra sighed happily as she felt herself being filled again, and I couldn't hold back. After she had taken half my cock back into her pussy, I thrust up, pushing down on her thighs as I met her on her way down. Once again, our bodies met with a pleasant, wet sound and we both sighed blissfully. We still had minimal contact between my cock and her clit, but that was the last time for that to happen.

"I got to cum, Chris," Chandra whispered to me, and leaned back so her precious love button was pressed against the base of my cock.

She raised her body again and I felt even greater pleasure as her clit scraped along the top of my cock. From her whimpers and from the way her lips peeled back from her teeth, I could tell it was having the same effect on Chandra. Once again I drove my cock up to meet her as she stroked back down, the intense pleasure eliciting moans from both of us.

Still leaning back to get maximum benefit for her clit, Chandra moved her pussy up and down on my cock, and I matched her, thrusting up to meet her. With every stroke, her speed increased, making her luscious breasts bounce and sway from side to side, giving my eyes a treat. It couldn't compare with the treat she was giving my cock, though; intense pleasure was pouring through my body from the path of her clit.

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Chandra whimpered in time with my cock and her pussy meeting. "Fuck me! Make me cum!" That was my intention because I could feel my own climax trembling on the verge, and it is the most fun for both of us if Chandra reaches hers first.

"Yea! Yes. Oh, God. Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" Chandra cried out joyfully and I knew she was starting to cum.

When she is in this state, I know that Chandra tends to lose some control of some of her facilities, so I reached out to put my hands on her lovely hips while I continued to drive my cock in and out of her. Although she was on top, I was doing most of the work, and it was a labor of love. Chandra's arms and body were thrashing wildly above me but my hands on her hips held her in place. Every time I drove up into her, massaging her clit with my cock, I pushed down on her hips. She cried and whimpered from the intense pleasure, and I did the same.

A great spasm shook Chandra's entire body as she climaxed. She started to sag forward but I continued pounding my cock into her dripping pussy and let her fall slowly forward until she was sprawling on top of me. Until then, I had been holding back my climax but I hugged Chandra against me and let go of my control. A great geyser of pleasure boiled up from within me and exploded, as I climaxed, shooting a big glob of cum into my condom. With a few more strokes, I had ejaculated two more spurts of semen, and was through cumming.

After our terrific climaxes Chandra and I lay in a happy pile, resting and letting my cock soften and slip out of her pussy. "You know, Chris," she whispered to me. "You were right. That was a really good place to put it." How I knew this lovely angel of love? She was my class teacher in one of the schools at Vepery Chennai. Here & now Chandra continues to be my teacher in erotic science and probably teach me for years to come.
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Yours Lovingly
JJ

Dark Citadel

2009-07-05T01:37:00.000-07:00

Hi, there. You’re JJ, out to entertain you through this weekend. Well the narration below is one of my experiences while I worked for a Life Insurance company at Chennai. Her still firm ass defied her 44 years of life as she sashayed past me in her tight faded blue jean skirt. Her black hair flowed down past her shoulders and curled slightly at the bottom. The view from the front was even better, as her pert tits showed little sag and her face was beautiful. Her stomach had a small amount of padding to it but all in all, my co-worker Rekha was still a very pleasant sight to look at.

Though I am only 36 years old, I have been with this company for two full years and have sat beside Rekha the whole time. We have gotten to know each other quite well, and although she is married, we enjoy the occasional flirtatious quips. I often catch myself gazing down her shirt into her cleavage, or checking out her smooth legs when she chooses to wear a skirt to the office. I would go back to my desk and try to imagine rubbing those smooth legs and feeling my way up into her treasure. When I think about the old fashioned underwear that Rekha must wear, I get turned on thinking of her in soaking wet panties.

On most days, we spend our lunch breaks talking together at our desks about our jobs, or life in general, and I find myself more and more attracted to Rekha especially because of the intoxicating perfume she wears. There is no way she didn't notice the occasional bulge in my pants as I stood near her or quickly bailed on the conversation to shift myself around down there. Many a night I would head to my car and drive home with a raging hard on as I imagined laying Rekha down on her desk, undressing her sexy body, and devouring her with my tongue and then penetrating her with my young hard cock.

So now you have the background on Rekha, and the effect she has on my poor penis at work. Let me get to the present day, where some of the sales managers decided to take a few of us out after work for dinner for achieving their monthly target. I didn't think Rekha would join us because she had to get home to her family but to my pleasant surprise she came out with us. Well we got to The Duchess on TTK Road, watering hole and five of us co-workers were treated to a few rounds of drinks before the managers made their way to the door and headed for home.

Rekha and I and one other man, Raghu from our accounting department, were the only ones left and I could tell Rekha was beginning to get tipsy. She had gotten very touchy feely and constantly placed her hand on my shoulder and leaned in close to my face when she spoke to me. I felt my cock twitch each time this happened, and I wanted to just reach down and cup her ample tits, but I still had enough wits about me not to be so foolish. Fortunately I didn't have to make the move because as soon as Raghu excused himself to go to the bathroom, Rekha slid her hand down my leg and rubbed it up and down, slowly getting closer to my hardening rod.

I didn't know how to proceed, should I push this married 44 year old mother away from me or should I surrender my conscious and see how far I could take this? Well I decided I had been a good boy long enough, and I grabbed her small hand in mine and placed it directly on my crotch, which was emanating heat from my arousal. I moved her hand around, massaging my now stiff cock. I glanced across the room quickly to find Raghu striking up a conversation with a man near the counter, leaving Rekha and I alone to play. She took over rubbing me on her own and I used my now free hands to start massaging her thighs, squeezing them slightly as I maneuvered toward the inner part of her thigh. I could see in her face that she was loving the attention, despite the assistance of the alcohol, which she had consumed probably a bit too much of.

I began to feel a little guilty about my actions when I realized her kids are probably waiting at home for their mom, so I eased up and went to get Rekha some water. She seemed upset but I'm sure she understood. We sat for another short while and I offered to walk her to her car. Walking her out of the joint, I kept my eyes fixed on her tight ass, and my cock grew uncontrollably in my pants, sticking out like a tent in front of me. When we reached her car, Rekha turned to tell me goodnight and was greeted with a hard rod poking her in her crotch. She stared down at it, and seemed to become transfixed with it, not even looking up to lock eyes with me. That only made me get harder, and the tent continued to grow, nudging her crotch area with my young tool. I had no words to offer in apology or whatever, so I just continued to stand there, unsure of what to do.

Suddenly Rekha turned and got into her car and started the engine. I got ready to go home and jerk off like never before when Rekha slid her legs out of the car, leaned forward and grabbed my stiff cock right through my pants. She stroked it quickly, tugging on it and even licking my head though my pants material. I leaned my crotch forward for her to explore, and she kept at it, squeezing my balls, cupping them and feeling how full and heavy they were. I figured I had done all I could to prevent this from happening so I took it upon myself to fondle her now heaving tits through her blouse. Her cleavage was driving me wild and I squeezed and played with her gorgeous melons as she played with my cock. Barely audible, she whispered for me to get in, to which I gladly obliged.

Rekha drove to Kotturpuram and into a road leading to Adyar cancer hospital which was very lonely, far away from any lights, people or noise, and she shut off her car. I didn't know what to expect from this usually mild mannered housewife, but before I knew it, my pants were unzipped and my fat cock, drooling with precum was yanked out of my fly. Rekha's head dropped to my crotch like she was bobbing for apples, and I felt her hot mouth slide down my cock, then back up, then down. Each bob went further down the length of my hard shaft, and her saliva mixed with my precum to create strands of juices that connected Rekha's mouth to my rock solid dick. I didn't think I would last much longer, and I resumed playing with Rekha's perfect globes. I had enough of her blouse hiding those things so I undid the three buttons of her shirt and slid it down off her shoulders. There in front of me lay perfection; two perfectly rounded mounds of sexy woman flesh, barely being contained by a basic white bra. Her tits had some sag to them, but not much, and I felt my dick somehow getting stiffer in Rekha's mouth.

As I got more bold cupping and caressing her bosom, I leaned forward and ran my tongue along the valley of cleavage between those sexy titties. Her purring told me to keep going so I licked my way closer to her tit, and pulled down the right bra cup, revealing her fat, brown, mid size nipple. What a sight this was as I began to flick her nipple with my tongue, and continued to massage her other tit. Suddenly I could hold on no more, as all of my wild fantasies and now realities joined into the biggest orgasm of my life.

With hardly any warning, my young hard meat suddenly tensed up and I released jet after jet of thick globs of cum into Rekha's mouth. To my surprise she kept her face in my crotch, gulping down my juices as some began to overflow out of her mouth, the sight making me cum even more somehow.

I gripped Rekha's tits as the spurts of cum began to subside. My body went limp, but my dick lost hardly any of its stiffness, and Rekha's mouth had remained around it. For the first time since I got into the car, Rekha spoke, her lips glazed over in my cum.

"God, what else can I do with this thick young cock before it goes soft?"

As I came back to earth after that mind blowing orgasm into my hot co-worker’s throat, I was more desperate than ever to fill her small body up with my thick hard cock. Rekha’s cluttered back seat left no room for us to continue our fun so I suggested going back to my apartment about 2 km away in Kasthuribai Nagar Adyar. Rekha said there was no way she had time to go back with me tonight, as her husband and children would worry about where she was, and they would start calling her soon anyway since it was getting late. There was no doubt in my mind that she wanted to get fucked; I just didn’t know where we could go in a short time.

In the meantime, I noticed that Rekha’s small hands had remained on my stiff prick, slowly pumping it for me in her fist. My hands went right to her chest, and I squeezed her sexy tits and rubbed her fat nipples which were stiff as my dick. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in to her chest, forcing my tongue to devour her slightly sagging boobs as they hung down. I took careful pleasure in licking around each nipple, running my warm tongue along the little bumps, before slowly blowing on her nipples and then finally sucking each tit into my mouth. I could tell this tit play was getting her even hotter and her grip on my cock tightened.

Then it hit me. The office was the right place to in for a quickie. There would be no one there this late, and we had our ID cards so access wouldn’t be a problem. I told her my idea, and she grinned sexily at me and then immediately turned the key and took off toward the office. When we got there, our hands roamed all over each other’s hungry bodies, and my dick tented out in front of me, eager to fuck this hot piece of ass that teases me every day of the week!

We got inside and headed right for her desk, where she swept away all of the paperwork from her desktop and laid down on it, offering her body to me to do as I please. The location itself was a huge rush and turn on for me, as I had often imagined this situation in my mind. Rekha pulled her shirt off, and since her bra was left behind in the car, her beautiful tits flopped out in front of my face. I fondled them as she reached for my zipper and expertly fished out my thick meat. She practically ripped them down from my waist before I could help her loosen them, and she grabbed my cock, pulling me close to her. I slid her denim skirt up to her waist, revealing a very wet pair of light blue panties. Their wetness forced them to cling to her cunt lips, and my excited hands reached down and traced her pussy outline through her panties.

Rekha told me she needed to get fucked right now, and she lifted her hips, sliding down her soaked panties. I saw her wet pussy in plain view, her lips were meaty and her snatch was surprisingly hairless. I wanted so badly to taste her, and lick her pussy until she exploded in my face, but right now we had limited time, and Rekha made it clear that she needed my cock, not my tongue!

I moved between her legs, my rock hard dick rubbing against her glistening slit. I grabbed her smooth thighs and eased my cock head into her mature hole, letting it sink in slowly into her tight twat. Her hands gripped her desk as I held her legs apart, and began to thrust myself into her with increasing speed and intensity. Rekha moaned in approval, thrusting her crotch up to meet my dick for even better penetration. Her tightness created such friction around my cock, and I started to fuck Rekha as hard as I could. My heavy balls kept slapping against her ass as I plowed into her dripping wet pussy. Her medium sized tits bounced wildly and her eyes were closed as we fucked each other passionately on her desk.

I decided before this ended that I had to see that sexy ass of hers so I stopped fucking her, pulled out my slick cock, and turned Rekha around. It took a second for her to realize what I wanted, but then she smiled and placed her hands down on her desk, her gorgeous ass sticking out for me. I reached in front of her and massaged her hanging tits as my dick lined up with her tight pussy from behind. I moved my hands to that unbelievable ass and used it for balance as I slid back inside my older woman fantasy come true. Staring at her ass somehow made my prick get even harder and I nailed her pussy for all I was worth, our actions shaking her desk. I slammed Rekha’s cunt with my thick young tool as she screamed freely in the empty office. I could feel her juices creaming out of her hole and covering my crotch, dripping onto the floor as well.

At this angle, I was really able to fill Rekha up and I felt my cock and balls begin to tense up. I told her I was going to cum, offering her the chance to tell me where she wanted my load, but her response to my comment was simply thrusting her ass at me even more, encouraging me to fill her up. I needed no further egging on as my body convulsed and an explosion went off inside Rekha’s hot wet vagina. My cum gushed up into her slimy snatch which was now reeking of her juices, and it began to seep out of her and onto the floor, joining her own juices that dripped there earlier. I continued to hold her ass as the last of my load dripped out of my penis deep inside this sexy matured woman.

As we gathered our clothing and cleaned up, we both at the same time caught sight of the picture of her family that she had up at her desk. I imagined that she must have felt some guilt as she saw the picture, but all I saw was a daughter who seemed to be barely legal, and taking after her beautiful mother in the looks department, yet with a much larger chest. My cock twitched in my pants as we grabbed our coats and left. This was just the beginning of fucking the older co-worker & was poised for many more such fucking sessions both in and out of office. Comments please to seekcompany@gmail.com

Yours Lovingly

JJ

Alfa

2009-06-05T08:21:00.000-07:00

Hi, I can bet my last penny that Friday is the happiest day of the week for any MNC worker. The day starts off on weekend mood most employees in their casual attire & so it was for these buddies working at E-Serve phase III Spencer plaza Chennai. He is 28 built like a stallion & she is 42 running on 35, both worked in the same department, which gave them ample time to flirt around.

And flirting was a way of life for them for the past 2 months. Her husband away on a US project and he being unmarried, the heat started building from the time he garnered all his guts to propose a quite candle light dinner. From the day he asked her out to dinner her panties became drenched by her hormonal fluids, then came the day and the hour. Dinner was quite with not much chitchat that was used, here both knew what they wanted and were bubbling internally. After dinner her Chevrolet Spark zipped out to Harrington Road Chetpet and both of them never knew how they reached her place and tore off their clothing off.

His hands hovered over her breasts. They were without a doubt his favorite part of her. Oh she had a great mouth that could do all kinds of wonderful things to him and his cock felt oh so right sheathed deep in her velvet glove, but neither of those things did it for him the way her ample bosom did. Maybe it was a sensory thing...maybe it was seeing her nipples swell in anticipation, feeling the firm fleshy mounds, the sweet smell of her arousal, or the taste of her stiff peaks against his tongue. Whichever it was, those beautiful mounds were now the soul focus of his being. He knew with utter certainty he would die if he couldn't possess them.

"Touch me." She urged softly, arching up off the bed to meet his moist palms. And they were surprisingly damp in their eagerness to know her again. It seemed like they had been lovers from far & wide, too long it been since he had worshiped the likes of her luscious globes.

Slowly his fingers sank into her willing flesh, savoring the texture, relishing the moment when their skin met again. He gently kneaded the melons in his hands, taking his time to re-learn every precious millimeter of the supple mounds beneath him. Her nipples came to life against his palms, small pebbles aching for his attention. With thumb and forefinger he rolled each in turn, eliciting a small mew from her luscious mouth.

Only once he had ascertained that they were every bit as wondrous did he allow himself to repeat the exploration, only this time with his mouth. Deliberately he mapped his way from her ribcage up with measured, cat-like laps of his tongue, stopping just short of the nipple and repeating the process on the other sloping mound.

When he was sure he couldn't bear the wait any longer she guided him forcefully to her dusky nub, forcing the stiff teat between his lips. So hungry was he for her taste he latched on like a baby, licking, sucking, even nibbling to her apparent delight as she writhed beneath him. And God help him but there were two of those incredible creations begging to be consumed. If possible her other nipple tasted even sweeter when he finally worked his way over to it.

Seemingly out of nowhere she pressed a bottle of lubricant into his hand, granting him ultimate access. Inflamed as he was he didn't question the gift she offered. Instead he positioned himself above her, knees against her sides, and drizzled some of the proffered liquid into the palm of his hand. His cock surged up in anticipation as he rubbed the clear lotion between his hands, warming it slightly before applying it to his stiff rod.

So desperate was he to possess her that every slide of his slick fingers over his aching staff was torturous. The purple head already glistened with pre-cum his need for her was so great. He should wait, back off and take a few deep breaths so that he wouldn't cum too soon, but then she arched up and squeezed her tits together and he was lost in his desire for her.

He positioned the head of his dick just beneath her breasts and sunk between the fleshy mounds. It was nothing like the lapping suction of her mouth or the tight, moist tunnel of her pussy. The way her creamy flesh wrapped around him in a loving embrace was almost more than he could stand. He could already feel the pressure building in his balls and he tried to fight the urge, not ready to for this exquisite pleasure to end. His hands curved over her breasts, helping her push them closer around him, his fingers pulling on her stiff nubs as he plunged between her tits again and again.

He was fascinated with the view of his cock head pushing through the tops of her boobs, aroused by the way her wicked little tongue would snake out and race across the tip of his rod before he retreated back into her warmth, snuggly encompassing him again completely. He pushed out again, allowing her lips to close over the head, savoring for a moment in the seductive warmth before returning to his true goal.

Almost too late he realized that he was cumming and sprayed the first spurt of jizz over her collarbone, a string of pearls against her flushed skin. He eased out of her pillowed confines and aimed the second wave over her nipples, coating both in his creamy essence. One more surge over the valley between her mountains, trailing a final strand over the gap he had so recently occupied.

Using the head of his cock he gently spread his cum over her rosy peaks, allowing the tender tip to caress her straining nubs. Eyes dark with desire, she put her chin against her chest and pulled her tit up to her mouth, lapping at the cum there and purring her appreciation. He shoveled some from the puddle just beneath her chin and drizzled it onto her waiting tongue, rewarding her for the gift she had just bestowed upon him.

Later, when his strength returns, he would definitely return the favor. Remember he’s just 28 & generous will be his stamina very much unlike her husband’s. Both knew this was just the start of the long long night that was to come……..but then that’s another story & hope you enjoyed reading this breast fucking narration post me your comments to seekcompany@gmail.com

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Yours Lovingly

JJ

Devil’s Chocolate

2009-05-22T04:41:00.000-07:00

Hi, your JJ is back to enthrall you with a weekend stimulator so that you get horny and bang your partner for the next two days. Itchy between your legs, good way to satisfy your wife or sexual partner for the next 48 hours in a heavenly way. This is a story of a wife who had decided to cross the line. First being the boredom of a evangelist position screwing that her hubby was used to & the moment his jisim was out so was he…..

She thought for long and was always for a traditional but today there’s too much of distraction in Chennai. For a woman who worked as Dy Manager Accounts with a MNC at DLF Manapakkam neglected by her husband and an in-equal invitation from her colleguge who was much younger to her and one who reported to her officially.
Friday 22nd May 2009 7.48 pm: At last both of them tallied the most torching & grilling false travelling expenses claims by the team of young executives in their office who were new recruits and brought in dirty practice of filing travelling claims from their former assignments. Though she was in her prime and married for quiet sometime now neglect is neglect & in case of hot women the following lines are the realities or eventual fate. The parking lot was deserted and the security guard on the approach was disinterested in their presence, naturally he was worried of his reliever eight o clock was shift change time…….

She got into his car with butterflies in her stomach. The longing for this man had been filling in all the small spaces and nooks of her mind for the past two weeks and now, finally, their skin will touch...their lips caress out a hello.

His face looked familiar as her hubby’s since she been looking at him that way for some time now, like a very old lovers courting for years...and she leaned forward straight away to kiss him tenderly. The kiss was soft at first, just the barest hint of a kiss, then their full lips dipped again into each other, more fully...then again adding the first lick of their tongues. The slippery soft warmth of his kiss sent shivers of lust into her pussy, and she pressed more fully into him, as the car seat and distance would allow. She rested one hand on his chest and felt the fast rise and fall of his breath and knew he was just as turned on as she was.

Their kiss turned hot and passionate fast, tongues dancing in one another’s mouth, their lips feasting with an erotic hunger that was intense. Unable to control her passion, her hand slowly moved down to rest on his bulging erection, and as she felt his hardness he gasped in pleasure and reached out to fondle her breast in response. She loved the way he cupped her full tit, his hands trying to take in its large rounded softness...the way he stroked her nipple.

Her pussy was throbbing, even more intensely than all the times it had drummed out its need to her the last two weeks. She could tell from the way that he took his time to drink in her kisses that he was a sensual lover. It became obvious fast that the first time fucking that was going to take place soon would be incredibly hot and wonderful. The images of them naked and her astride him, his cock buried deeply into her cunt flashed in her mind and sent another wave of thrilling wetness to her pussy.

Absolutely no thoughts of her husband, or his recently married wife entered their minds...they were just full of the sexy pleasure only they could give to one another. Her new lover was hot and she couldn't wait to fuck and be fucked by him!!!

Their kiss broke apart after a few minutes, her hand resting on his cock, and his on her breast and they smiled out a hello to one another. There was something so hot about fucking a stranger, now to become a familiar lover, and it was all she could do to sit still and not pull him into the back of the car right then and there. She gave his hard shaft a squeeze and said "I can't wait to feel this deep inside of me lover..." and leaned forward to give him another full lipped sensual kiss.

He firmly squeezed her breast in response and circled his tongue around hers in a lusty response, arching his hips up against the seat belt and put more of his cock in her hands. She slipped her hand down lower to rub his balls and cocks thick length. She wanted him totally hot and bothered for her!! She felt the knob of his cock through the trousers and from the heat that emanated from his shaft knew that he was totally turned on.

She pulled away slightly to look in his eyes, and he said "let's go, I HAVE to have you NOW" with a fierce lusty look. She reluctantly let go of his cock and gave him the directions to their new private "fuck spot" further west on the Chennai Bangalore highway at Kattupakkam. It had taken her a little while to figure out where he could park his Ford – Endeavour, for their tryst and found the perfect secluded spot just yesterday morning. Her pussy was on fire...she pressed her legs together tightly to relieve some of the pressure and wished so hard that his fingers were playing with her pussy right now...or his tongue...or the head of his cock!! Anything!! Just fondling her clit and pussy hole right NOW!! She remembered the way they wrote in emails about this moment during the last 48 hours, the way her pussy was on fire all this time from the words he wrote her about how he would fuck her!

He noticed her squirming, and knew that she was hot for him. Just the idea of it all send another dark spear of desire into his cock and is cock bulged harder in response to her movements in the car seat next to him. He floored it, driving safe but fast and it seemed like forever before he was parked discreetly away from the road in their spot. He was overcome with desire, not thinking, just feeling his body alive with passion and the sweet lust coursing through his veins.

No sooner was the car shifted into park, and the emergency brake on being put on before she was up and out of her seat, moving to the empty space in the back of his van/car. She couldn't wait to feel him beneath her, feel him on top of her and behind her as he filled her up with his hard thick cock. With complete impatience she ripped off her sari & blouse and flung them to the corner, immediately getting onto all fours with her ass her petticoat over her fleshy hipss, in black panties, facing him. She wanted to make herself irresistible to him, and chose this position both out of desire to feel him enter her deeply and because she knew he liked to take his woman from behind.

She turned her head back to look at him, tossing her shoulder length hair to the side and saw him freeze as he was taking of his shirt to stare at her offering. She saw his eyes widen as he looked at her damp cunt visible through her imported crotchless panties, the wetness of her desire pulsing out its aroma and heat...her tits swinging full and free from the motion of getting into her offered position for him...the hot wanting look in her eye. She saw him acknowledge all of this and watched how within seconds his face to changed from excited to downright overwhelmed with the need to fuck her NOW.

Taking off his clothes increased double time and he was totally naked rapidly and on his knees behind her in a record time. He reached out and palmed her ass cheeks, their white softness warming under his touch, kneading and squeezing their rounded flesh. She arched her back and pushed her ass into his touch, sighing in pleasure. He stroked his cock to relieve the pressure that he felt to bury himself deep into her steaming pussy...he wanted this first fuck to last as long as he could, while he touched his new lovers skin...it was softer than she described in her emails and that she sent to him.

He stroked her tenderly at first, from her ass cheeks to her inner thighs and back, then trailed them up and down her spine and down again...her body moving with him. He loved the sexy scrap of black satin and lace that was her crotchless panties, just the way he liked them. Up close now, he could see the neatly trimmed black pussy hairs a couple curling out past the edges of the panties. Her pink rosy pussy was shiny and wet with her arousal and taking in this sight of her, his lover, he sensually felt his tongue, fingers and cock ache for her.

Her skin was so soft and as much as he wanted to dip his fingers into her pussy he kept teasing her over and over by just stroking around the area of her pussy but not touching its womanly heat. After a few minutes of this, he realized how hard and fast he was jerking his cock and slowed down when it became apparent he was about to cum all over her. She looked at him from time to time, licking her lips in anticipation, in need.

The moment was so hot! They both loved the feelings of desire they were sharing, the whole experience of sex together was getting them more and more aroused. With a groan of surrender, he finally leaned down and brought his nose and mouth close to her pussy. Her smell was all woman...the obvious desire she had for him leaked out of her. Sticking out his tongue as far as it could go he just slipped into her pussy lips and slid it down the length of her hot slippery slit. She tasted so fucking delicious!! His hot breath followed his tongue as he delved into her folds.

They both moaned at once, a singular outburst of passion. She LOVED the feeling of his warm breath, his tongue finally sliding around and eating her pussy. It was sooo hot...it felt incredible and sexy! Her husband never licked her pussy and she longed for it so much - the feeling of her new lovers licks was so hot!! She felt him tongue the length of her, then flick on her clit and slide back up to her pussy hole and dip in. His nose bumped against the base of her pussy and the crotchless panties and all he could not think at all, just feel and taste her womanhood. She tasted so sweet, so hot and he just wanted to gobble her entire pussy up!! His cock was dripping out pre-cum and pulsating with desire in this moment of feasting...he could hear her moans of pleasure and it was such a turn-on to be with a responsive lover, he knew without a doubt she wanted him bad.

He used his finger to part the folds of her pussy as he tongued her hole and started to rub her clit wetly back and forth. She cried out when he did this and it all of a sudden the whole experience became way too much, he reared up and taking his cock in his hands, shuddering with the force of his want, drove home his cock in one thrust, his balls slapping against her thighs in reaction to his forceful movements. He hadn't fucked like this in ages!! His newly married wife was always bitching about his cocks thick size, it was so hot to be with a woman who WANTED him, who moaned out such intense pleasure for his cock.

The feeling of being full of thick hard cock was so abrupt she shouted out, arching her back even more then before and adjusted her pussy to allow for the hardness deep inside her. The feeling of being SO full of his cock, having it so deeply thrust in her started the makings of an intense orgasm inside her immediately. She felt him grab onto her hips and pull her harder onto his cock, felt him grind into her as much as he could...stuffing her pussy to the brim with his thickness. She felt her pussy stretch and slide all around him...it was so HOT to be fucked like this....

Her pussy was tight and pulsed all around his length. He grit his teeth in control, trying to calm down and make it last, but it was soo hard...her pussy was hot and slippery - just the way he liked it. He took hold of her hips and pulled her tighter onto his cock, burying himself in her pussy...when he bumped the head of his cock pleasurably against her cervix he pulled back rapidly as far as he could go and not slip out of her pussy, and then just as fast drove his cock home inside her again and again and again...this fuck was so awesome, her pussy fit him like a glove and he loved the way the soft but rough texture of the crotchless panties rubbed his balls....He became harder and harder as he thrust his cock home into this sweet woman who was now his secret lover.

When he opened his eyes and looked down, he saw his massive cock sliding back and forth, wet looking and juicy with her pussy's desire for him, his cock red and throbbing as he fucked her - he saw how her pussy lips seemed to cling to his cock, as if they never wanted his hard shaft to leave their wet embrace...He took in her arched back, her tits bouncing with the force of his dick as he fucked her from behind and the noisy wet sounds he was making as he thrust into her again and again and again.

Her moans increased in pitch, he vaguely heard her call out "harder, fuck me harder" before he began to lose all control of his cock, the cum building and beginning to rise in the need for release and pummeled her with the force of his desire. The tip of his cock banged her cervix over and over and sent a pulsing pressure all the way to his balls, the heat and wetness surrounding him and he just couldn't hold back the cum anymore. As he began to spill his seed deep inside his lover, he felt her own pulsating orgasm hit her and between her shuddering pussy and his thrusts he came with an intensity he hadn't felt in years, holding tight onto her hips as he impaled his exploding cock inside her pussy...

It was a long time before their breathing calmed, and their heart rates returned to normal. He was just resting on her ass, hugging her from behind while his cock slowly softened. She was resting her head on the floor of the van, her elbows bent, eyes closed in pure contentment. After a time, she moved a bit and his cock slid softly and wetly out of her still warm and wet pussy. She turned around while he was still resting on his knees and crawled over to him, taking off the crotchless panties and now kneeling in front of him. She pressed her large breasts into his chest, taking him in her arms and kissing him full on the mouth in thanks.

She loved the way her sensitive nipples felt rubbed against his skin, the way her still hardened nips encountered the warmth of him. The aroma of their sex was heavy in the air and she breathed it in as she kissed him, loving the way his full lips felt against her own. She stroked his hair, caressing its softness with her fingers and knew she wanted to cum again with this man, wanted to make love with him over and over. She loved knowing that they were together for sex, for the adulterous pleasure all for themselves and no one else.

He hugged her close, reveling in her soft warmth, her fullness of figure and the difference between them that was all male and female. He felt her damp pussy hairs close to his cock and pulled her closer to him, reaching down to caress her ass once again while his other hand reached up to grab the neatly trimmed pussy hair pulling the skin with it. The kiss turned deeply passionate at once and he reveled in the fact that he just fucked her and she wanted more of him.

It didn't take long at all for his cock to get hard again, and this time he wanted to fuck her the way she wanted it, he had to know what it felt like to have her ride his cock, just like she desired. He broke off the kiss reluctantly, and scooted around so that he was now able to lay back and spread his full length out on the floor of his van. She was still kneeling in where they had been kissing and watching him, her eyes now playful and delighted as she saw him laying there. "Ride me honey, just like you wanted in all those emails we sent each other" he said softly to her, and watched those playful eyes become half-lidded with desire for him instantly.

She was so aroused, looking at this man who was her reportee just a stranger to her a half hour ago and now very dear to her, and wanted nothing more than to fill her over-heated pussy up with him again. He knew exactly what she wanted and with no hesitation whatsoever she spread her legs on either side of his and straddled over him. She moved slightly lower though, and simply had to know what it felt like to taste him, so she bent down over his thick hard cock and closed her lips over the head...

He had closed his eyes briefly in anticipation and pleasure knowing he would be inside his lover again shortly, and when he felt her mouth encase the head of his cock he blinked them open again rapidly. The sight of her lips stretched over his head, the way her warm breath blew on his cock was intensely thrilling. His hips reared up without his command to do so and he saw how she took his thick cock deeper into her mouth, he saw and felt her work her head up and down his shaft and then began to feel the soft working of her tongue swirling around the ridge of his head and she bobbed up and down his length. It felt sooo sooo good to be sucked on, to be licked and stroked by her mouth.

She loved the way he tasted, so manly and erotic! He filled her mouth to the brim and it was so hot to suck his cock, to taste her lover and the traces of her pussy that was still on his dick. She couldn't stand the emptiness of her pussy any longer though, and moving sensually up, she placed her steamy wet pussy full on the length of him, her breasts hanging heavily from her chest and nipples just trailing along his torso. She had to kiss him right now! Their lips met and mingled and she slid her pussy up and down his shaft, her clit on fire and desiring the pleasure he brought her. She nearly came on him, just from rubbing his shaft but before she lost control she slid up to the very tip of his cock, then changed the arching of her hips so that when she slid down again she took his length deep inside her slippery hot pussy.

It felt sooooo good to slide down his hard thick cock, the width of it spearing her and filling her up completely. She could not hold back her groan of delight in this man, the attraction she felt for him was all consuming. She sat up when he was buried inside her and rocked back and forth on his cock to take him even further insider her tight pussy walls. Her ass rested on his balls and she leaned back, her tits thrust upwards and fondled the soft sacs as she bounced slowly and gently, just a little bob on his hard cock....

He watched her - watched how she moved and the way her eyes were closed in rapture...in desire for him and the way he made her feel. His cock had not been this deep in pussy for such a long time...he didn't know where he ended and she began and the sight of her rosy hard nipples was such a turn on. His hands reached out and cupped her breasts, spilling out of his hands as she rocked her pussy on his shaft. When she stroked his balls, he almost exploded right then and there inside her. She didn't even have to move and he knew he would cum hard inside her, just from her pussy's wet heat. He filled her up he knew, filled her up tight and the way her pussy stretched to encase his cock felt so delicious. He let go of the voice of wife's nagging bitching about his cock and reveled in this new lovers excited acceptance of all his cock had to offer her.

She loved riding this man, knew she would from the way they wrote to each other. He fit her perfectly and everything about this lusty sex encounter was what she wanted...she couldn't hold back any longer, and began to rapidly rise and fall onto his thick hard cock, the desire pooling over and spilling out of her pussy...she could tell she was incredibly wet because his balls were slick now. The feeling of his hands cupping her tits was hot, and she placed her own hands over his as he squeezed her and rolled her nipples between his fingers. She rode him up and down, pressing hard and deep every time she brought her pussy low onto his shaft...just the way she had been wanting to fuck for so very long now. She couldn't help herself from moaning out "oh yes! oh yes!" over and over as they fucked passionately.

She reached down at one point and spread her pussy lips out wide, so her clit was exposed to the cock-riding she was doing, and after she did that it was like taking a step of the edge of a pleasure cliff, and she began to feel the trembling desire of her orgasm build. The more intense the pleasure became she pushed herself down harder and harder on his cock. Her clit now sliding around the base of his groin, rubbing against the skin and pubic hair there creating an erotic friction with the ever increasing hardness of his cock buried so deeply inside her pussy. She was so overwhelmed with her desire that she stopped moving up and down his shaft and just rocked back and forth on his now orgasmically hard cock, not allowing one moment of full deep contact to pass...she came with shuddering intensity - a totally mind blowing orgasm.

When he felt her throb and pulse her orgasm around his cock he just totally exploded. He was buried so tightly and deeply inside her...everything was just so intensely delightful - the feeling of her tits, the way she was nestled so hard and deep on his cock...he thrust his hips up into her, plunging his dick in even further and came with all the lust and arousal he felt inside himself, thanking god his wife wasn't the only pussy he was committed to fuck for the rest of his life. He watched with lusty pride as his new lover's face twisted into a mask of pleasure as she came hard because of his cock and the pleasure they created.

and this was just the beginning...after exactly 30 minutes they were dressed the warm winds of May made them feel refreshing the roar of distant tire on tar from the NH4. As my class teacher would describe in pin drop silence they drove back to the highway and decided to have a warm Thalappakattu briyani on the way home for the hunger of flesh was over and it was the stomach which was far from over even after their eating. Eyes droopy, lids tired and wanted to close…………..excuse me before your eyes rested remember it’s time for comments & feedbacks to seekcompany@gmail.com

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JJ

Corporal Mortification

2009-05-21T01:01:00.000-07:00

Hi, all welcome to JJ’s erotic world. As the news broke out on the TV a few days back saying Prabhakaran dead. I smiled how many times a person can be killed thrice or maybe four times. Only later to agree that this time around it’s real “May His Soul Rest in Peace”

“Let the dead bury the dead”
The Bible

Today there are but two things in the minds of the elite Chennai citizens, though it’s quite old to the western culture & it’s none other than fitness mania. The second one is 3some. A married couple is joined by either a single M/F. With nothing much to do & on a slow recovery from chicken pox I have decided to fuse both of these novel concepts.

Jai and Tripti were in their late forties. They'd been married for about 19+ years. Lately they'd been getting more serious about their health. Trying to eat better meals and snacks that where more healthy and cut out a lot of the junk food and take out.

Tripti suggested they join the fitness Club a stone distance away from their posh Alwarpet residences.

"We could do that I suppose." Jai replied.

"Although it's been so long since I've been in the gym I wouldn't even know where to start." He continued.

"Yes, I know, I feel the same way..." Tripti sighed.

"I know, how about we get a personal trainer and have him work with both of us as a couple at the same time?" Tripti suggested.

On Wednesday, the couple got signed up, and got lots of information about the different types of trainers.

"So what do you think, should it be a girl?" Jai asked.

"Not if I want you to actually accomplish anything..." Tripti giggled.

Bhairav was the trainer they finalized upon, a good looking of course your typical built personal trainer with a fantastic body, great muscles, short cut hair and soft eyes.

Tripti and Jai both agreed that they liked Bhairav and wanted to continue using him as their trainer. So they set up appointments on Monday, Wednesday and Friday of the following week.

After their workout on Friday, Tripti and Jai hit the spa for a few minutes, wanting to lessen the sore muscles from their first full week of training.

"I sure hope this will help..." Jai said.

"I just don't want to feel sore and achy all weekend." He continued his complaint.

"How about the sauna next...a good sweat can be great for sore muscles...and your health...releases a lot of the bad toxins...ya know..." Tripti reassured her husband.

The timing these two selected between 2.00 pm to 3.30pm was a sleep time for the gyms. Not a single soul will be in or out except for the cleaning work in progress board hanging outside change rooms.

"I can think of one kind of healthy sweat I enjoy breaking with you..." Jai teased with a wink.

"Stop. You are so bad! Although, I have to say that after I work out I have all get this extra burst of energy that needs to be disbursed." Tripti admitted.

"Well, if we can't take care of that extra energy right here right now...then we'll definitely take care of it when we get back home." Jai promised.

Bhairav had always to be with a couple, but he never seemed to find the right people. Until he met Tripti and Jai he was sure his ship had come in...and today he was going to see if they would play...so in the sauna...he waited.

When the couple arrived at the sauna Tripti leaned down to spread her towel across the wooden bench before sitting.

"Mmm, was all” Bhairav managed.

"Oh, you two are full of it. Must be something about working out that raises guys testosterone levels or something, all I know is you all seem like horn dogs after working out." Tripti taunted.

"Oh, come on. You have to admit that you feel extra sexy after you work out...when your muscles are all tight and bulging. Guys are no different...we feel good because we did something good for our bodies." Jai confessed.

"I can think of one muscle that's so tight and bulging at the moment that it's gonna explode if it doesn't get some attention soon." Bhairav said as he shifted his towel to reveal his erection concealed in his under garment.

"My God, that should be one hell of a cock." Tripti thought to herself.

"Thick and long, and smoothly shaven with no hair sticking out...it looks so hot and needy—so suckable and delicious."

Six pair of eyes met & searched for something a foxy smile came on the couple for they knew where this would all lead to. In fact this has been on their intimate discussion sometime now. As if a order was passed the trainer ripped off his undies…..

As Bhairav sat there with all his glory revealed, his cock stood straight up from his lap. Tripti hoped he'd stand up...she couldn't wait to see it's true length and see if it had a good curve to it. Tripti wondered how she could be thinking these things. Jai had talked about wanting to see her with another man many times...but that's all it was...talk. Now she might actually have a chance for much more than that with this beautiful specimen of a man. Her heartbeat quickened and her pulse began to race. Could she even do this she wondered?

"So, I guess you know my thoughts." Bhairav admitted, what else would be on a 26 year old’s mind working with the best bodied women around him for 8 hours. "I've always wanted to be with a couple but until you two came along I hadn't found the right pair." He continued and walked across to the door slipped a cleaning in progress and bolted from inside.

"So what do ya think...you guys wanna play?"

Tripti looked to her husband for his response...he winked and smiled at her. And she knew what he wanted her to do. He wanted a show...and she was going to give him one.

Tripti crossed the sauna and sat next to the buff young Bhairav. They began to kiss. Not a tender type of kiss, but a needy—deep—lusty type of kiss. The kiss of people kissing for the first time ever. Bhairav reached for Tripti's ample breast as she reached for his raging shaft. And each began to rub and tease.

Bhairav stood, he looked over at Jai to see if he was enjoying the show, and saw that indeed he must be,

"Hey Jai, your wife is so hot man, how do you stand it?" Bhairav asked.

"You like seeing her like this don't you, well...watch this—watch as I feed her my hot fat cock. I bet you're gonna love seeing her sucking another guy's dick the way she does yours." Bhairav Continued.

"Yes, feed it to her, just serve it right up and let's see her in action." Jai replied.

Bhairav did as he was told and slowly he placed one foot up on the bench beside Tripti giving her complete full on access to his cock without her even having to move. Then as she opened her mouth for him he feed it deep into her mouth. Grasping both her arms he pinned them to the wall behind her by the wrists. Not in an aggressive way, but to intensify things for both of them. And then he began to slide his long dripping cock in and out of her throat.

She took him in deep, as deeply as she could until her nose was resting on his crotch and she swallowed up a quarter of his balls as well.

"Oh gr8 man...how does she do that...I've never had anyone give me head like this before..." Bhairav Exclaimed.

"Tripti, babe, you are something...you are amazing." He continued.

"She is unbelievable isn't she, Absolutely incredible." Her husband said as he crossed the room to where she sat on the sauna bench.

Throwing his towel down on the floor by his wife's feet, Jai sat. Sliding in-between her thighs he began to lick her sticky lips. He wanted her to see how good it could feel for her to have the full attention of two men at once. He wanted her to feel pampered and special—because she was—she was the love of his life. And he wanted to please her in any and every way he could.

As Jai licked his wife's hot dripping slit he listened to her and Bhairav’s moaning in pleasure. He licked a finger and it instantly dove deep inside his wife's beautiful pussy, while he rubbed his own growing member with the other hand. The room filled with the sounds of three. Three people so aroused and on fire for each other.

Jai kept his spot while Bhairav got Tripti up onto her knees on the bench. He took up a position behind her. Slowly he slipped his rock hard shaft inside her body for the first time. And for the first time in 20 years Tripti felt the warmth of another man sliding between her lips.

As Bhairav began to stroke in and out of her tight body, Jai continued to lick. He licked everything. He licked all around Bhairav's shaft to get his wife's sweet nectar. Then tentatively he licked the underside of Bhairav as he was pulling out for his next thrust. Jai wanted to taste his wife from another man's cock. Wanted to taste her juices mingled with someone else's.

Bhairav had no objections as he let out a deep moan of pleasure. Tripti couldn't believe how good it felt to be penetrated and licked all at the same time it was to die for—complete heaven on earth. She let out a deep throaty moan as she realized how excited Bhairav was inside her love canal. She began to shutter as she felt the unmistakable spasms of his cock readying itself for a full-blown explosion. As she felt the first warm spurt hit deep within her walls she too began to cum in an outrageous fashion. Bhairav managed to stroke himself in and out of Tripti a few more times. Knowing that her husband wanted to taste their mixture. As he pulled out of Tripti, Jai was there to suck him clean. Leaving not one trace of his wife behind on their new friend.

Tripti knew that her number was still up though, she may have just satisfied a stranger but she had a husband that she loved and wanted to please as well. She slid down onto the floor and straddled her husband engulfing his penis with her body. But to her surprise the young buff trainer wasn't finished with them yet. And once again he fed his cock to her inch my inch. Tripti fucked her husband and sucked the stranger—now friend, back to health.

Bhairav walked around behind the couple and when he did he grabbed Tripti by her ankles and stretched her legs out behind her. Then he straddled her and she became the meat of a beautiful sandwich. As her husband's cock traveled in an out of her beautiful pussy the trainer's member did its best at spreading her ass open wide and dipping deep down inside of her. She could feel them both at once. Feel one sliding in as the other was sliding out. It was the most incredible thing she'd ever felt—completely indescribable.

The guys were getting heated quickly. They too could feel each other with only her to separate them. Some how it was not awkward at all, but completely intriguing to know that they were both inside the same small body at once. "Oh man, I can feel your raging package up in there. That's just an awesome feeling." Bhairav confessed.

"It's pretty awesome to be fucking my wife with a friend, I must admit." Jai replied.
"How about you Tripti, how does it feel?" Jai asked.

Just as he did, Bhairav pushed himself all the way inside of Tripti's tight little ass and she squealed in both pain and delight.

"Oh, God! Oh, I'm so full. Running over." Tripti exclaimed.

Taking their cue from Tripti the guys began to stroke both her holes for all they were worth. In a matter of minutes they were all a writhing mess of cum and sweat on the sauna floor.

The couple was so glad they'd decided to get healthy and stay fit. A decision they'd never regret. As the weeks and months past Bhairav became even more of a friend. He still trained them weekly, and they always found some time alone together at the gym. But now the couple was having him over for dinner once a month so they could all explore even more together. It had definitely turned into a beautiful friendship—one full of fun and fitness too—what more could you ask for!

Believe me you know what for the very first time I spanked myself writing such an erotic encounter and I am sure you readers need to use the washroom shortly, thanks for visiting and reading my stuff please do pray my chicken pox get aggravated wish me good health soon to make you cum more and more like this one. Comments to seekcompany@gmail.com

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Your’s Lovingly

JJ

The Prey & The Predator

2009-05-04T04:15:00.000-07:00

Hi all, to add more spice of nativity in order to get that extra kick while reading the submission below I am taking the readers to a small hamlet in Tanjore District Kuttalaam. Nested in between the temple town of Kumbakonam & Mayavaram is this little lush green hamlet bubbling with Agriculture activity & seconded by Gulf employment. Literally every second house in this village will have men in working in the Gulf countries.

When I mention Gulf workers what comes to our mind immediately is a sex starving women who has 30 days in a year to satisfy herself while her husband is here for a yearly vacation. Unfortunately the act of sex and eating is a constant factor in the lives of human being, even if the women is fucked thrice a week for the whole of 30 days vacation she will become hungry the next week or fortnight from the time her hubby leaves her high & dry for the next 11 months. Narrated below is one such suffering of a woman whose husband is toiling it out in the near 50 degree of heat in Al Jubail Saudi Arabia.

The sound of crickets sounded loud in the dark of the paddy field. An owl hooted and somewhere in the distance. It was just past nightfall and Jalal Gardner was on his way home from his uncle's farm after helping his uncle all thru the day. He was sweaty and itchy from the grass and hauling bales of hay up into the lorry.

The very first day of May 2009, day’s heat had reached almost hundred degrees out in the fields. Twenty year old Jalal was a hard worker and a hardy young man, grown tough by heavy farm work. But even the hardiest of souls drooped after a day working in this heat. Now the small pond that nested along the border of the two paddy fields sounded like heaven and he took off at an almost trot towards his favorite swimming hole.

He'd almost reached it when he heard a voice. It startled him, so he dropped to his haunches, creeping forward just far enough to be able to carefully pull aside the brush. His jaw dropped, his eyes opening wide at the sight before him.

It was the lady who bought the field that lay on the other side of the pond from his uncle. She'd been living there for a few weeks now, and Jalal had gotten a good look at her when he'd dropped off a pending document delivery there for his uncle. Now he was getting an even better look.

She was standing at the edge of his pond, her head tipped back, staring up at the starlit sky above her. Her hands were on her waist, her hair held in a clip at the back of her head. As he watched, she reached up, taking the clip from her hair, shaking her head. The glistening locks fell free in the light of the moon, almost as if shafts of moonlight had fallen to bath her in its glory.

Jalal shook his head at his own fanciful notions, but the thought stuck with him as he watched her. She reached for the hook on the short sleeved red checked blouse she wore, slowly slipping them free. Dropping it on the shore, she lifted her arms above her head, gathering her hair and letting it slip slowly free like a waterfall of molten silver beams.

She stretched, then her hands went to the front of her body and he saw the straps of her bra loosen, falling down her arms to land on top of her shirt. She slowly rubbed her shoulder and he could see the imprint of the strap in her soft pale skin. She turned to the side and he could see the soft curve of her breast, the heavy rounding of flesh and the soft dark tip. They seemed almost weightless against her slender ribs, standing tall and firm.

Jalal felt his heart jump into his throat, his cock jerking and twitching in his undergarment as if it had a mind of its own. He'd never seen a woman as beautiful as this. The lady in the clearing bent, her hands pulling at the soft cotton petticoat she wore, pushing them down her long legs, leaving her naked.

The beat of Jalal’s heart seemed almost too loud, he was surprised she didn't hear it, pounding from his hiding place at the side of the clearing, peering at her from beneath a bush. His lungs seemed full of air too thick to expel, leaving him to pant as he tried to catch his breath. He was afraid to make his move. His heart said ‘go’ but his head said ‘no’

He thought of her screaming, calling his uncle who headed the Jamat in the local mosque and telling them what a pervert his nephew was kept him where he was, breathless, his cock throbbing against his undergarment. When her hands ran across the tips of her breasts, he almost groaned, barely keeping it inside. She cupped the round, smooth flesh, her fingers tugging on her nipples, twisting gently. Lifting her fingers to her lips, she licked them sensually, letting her head fall back as her wet digits caressed her nipples. Then her hands were on her stomach, traveling slowly over the softness of the flesh over her ribs, trailing over the tiny indent of her navel.

Bent over, facing away from him, her bottom split into two ripe halves, her taut thighs teasing him with glimpses of the soft pink flesh of her pussy that he could see between. She was an amazing sight, her hair falling over her & it was like watching Meenakashi Seshadari in her current age the celluloid queen who dominated the fiery late eighties.

She turned, facing him, letting him see that her pussy was completely bare & shaved not a hair remained. The lips of her sex were thick, the fleshy bud of her clit peeping out from between them. As Jalal watched, she slid her hands down her stomach, one sliding between her thighs, slowly strumming her fingers over her hardened clit.

Jalal must have made some sort of noise for she turned and looked up at him, finding him in the brush. She gasped, her hands coming to cover her body as best as she could. One arm went across her luscious tits, the other hand slid between her thighs, covering her bare mound. Even as she tried to hide herself, Jalal saw her shiver in reaction.

"Who are you?" she called, a note of frustration in her voice.

"I...I'm sorry ma'am. I...I didn't mean to spy." He stood, pushing his way into the clearing, his eyes roaming over her near nudity.

"Aren't you the Gardner boy?" she asked, moving closer.

"Yes, I'm Jalal Gardner. I...I really am sorry ma'am." But he didn't stop gawking. She was close to twenty years older than his own twenty years of age, but she had a body that was absolutely gorgeous.

"Well come closer," she said, dropping her hand from her breasts and waving him nearer. "I don't know if you got my name that day you dropped in with your uncle isn’t it?

Jalal took a step closer, his eyes almost bulging as she seemed to relax in front of him. He knew she was waiting for him to say something but he couldn't think of a thing to say, not this close to the beauty of her body. He nodded his head, trying to look at anything but her.

"Cat's got your tongue, huh?" she teased lightly. "I'm sorry, I'm a terrible please. I was going to take a dip in the pond. It's so hot and muggy out I couldn't even think of staying in the house anymore tonight. Would you care to join me?"

"J-join you? You mean, in the pond, n-naked?"

"Well, I didn't bring a spare dress, did you?"

He shook his head mutely hearing her sweet laugh trill out into the night. Her tits jiggled slightly, the nipples growing hard as he watched.

"Come on, Jalal The Gardner. Take a chance and come swimming with a lady old enough to be your mother." She took a step back, her hand dropping from her groin. She raised both her hands, wiggling her fingers at him as she took a step into the cool waters of the pond. "It'll be heavenly," she promised in a husky whisper.

Jalal’s hands were shaking as he raised them to his baniyan, pulling it from his body. Farm work had given him a muscled physique, rippling his stomach and making his chest wide and broad. With his dark hair and black eyes, he was a handsome youth, one that the girls all sighed over when he walked down the market street.

"Very nice," she said, her eyes taking in each inch of bare skin he exposed. He could feel her eyes on his hands as he brought them to the dothi knot and knew a moment of shyness that had his skin flushing red.

"Let me help," she said softly, walking toward him. She nudged his hands away from his dothi, replacing them with her own. The soft skin of her fingers trailed along the sensitive skin of his lower belly, making him shiver, sensations shifting through him, causing his cock to jerk, already hard from the her strip tease with the moon as her spotlight.

He moaned softly, unable to help himself as her fingers stroked along the long, hard bulge of his cock.

"This is all you?" she asked suddenly, squeezing the bulge gently in her palm. "Oh it is," she said on a rush of breath. "How wonderful."

Maaammm," he stammered, his hips moving unconsciously against her hand. "Y-you are going to make me..."

"Come?" she asked upon a short laugh. "Not yet I'm not." She dropped to her knees in the soft grass that surrounded the pool, her industrious fingers easily pulling away in a single stroke the dothi. Then she pushed the undergarment to the ground.

"Very nice, Jalal. May I have a taste?" she asked, her tongue licking out and swiping at her full upper lip.

"Y-you want to...to..."

"I want to take this beautiful cock in my mouth, Jalal, and give you a blowjob until you spew your hot sperm into my mouth." She gazed up at him and he couldn't help but think of some of the pictures he'd seen in the Malayalam movies that he’d rarely seen, older women, beautiful older women kneeling submissively at a younger man's feet, willing to please him, to do anything that would make him feel good, not to forget the native lungi and blouse showing off the knockers.

"Oh God," he groaned, reaching out tentatively and stroking his hand through the softness of her hair. "Yes."

Her smile was full, predatory and promising, tugging the undergarment gently down until his cock popped free, almost slapping her in the face as it sprang free of the restricting fabric. She helped him free his feet of his undergarment, then ran her hands up over his hairy legs, stopping just before reaching the apex of his thighs.

Jalal's eyes were peeled to her face, watching her expressions as she stared at his cock. He'd wondered how he would stack up against other guys of his village, though he'd never really looked at any other guy. But the look in her eyes, the admiration he could see, told him he must be doing okay.

The first touch of her hand, stroking softly down from the tip of his cock to the base, nearly sent him to his knees. It was so different than the feel of his own hand on those nights when sleep evaded him until he tamed the lust that flowed through his body. Her’s was soft, her skin satiny smooth, her grip delicately tight. Her thumb brushed over the tip, feeling the copious amounts of pre-cum that slicked the thick head.

With her eyes on him, she leaned forward, her tongue licking over her lips, wetting them, before sliding over the curved head. Wet heat engulfed him, slowly taking more and then more until he pressed up against the back of her throat, almost making her gag. His knees went weak at the sensations, his legs shaking as she pulled back, her hand coming up to cradle his balls, slowly rolling them in her palm, gently pulling and stretching at the wrinkled skin.

Jalal closed his eyes, his hands going to her head, holding each side as she bobbed against him. He could feel the suction around him as she sucked, her cheeks hollowing out. "Oh God, I...I'm not going to last long," he cried, his hips jerking as he started to thrust into her mouth.

Her hand stroked his shaft in time to the suckling of her mouth, humming as he swelled in her mouth. His balls felt as if they were churning, his cock felt as if it would explode. Heat shot through him, a tingling rush that had him throwing his head back, crying out as he filled her mouth with his cum.

The first rush shot into the back of her throat, the next filled her mouth full. Jalal felt her swallowing, a sensation unlike anything he'd ever thought to experience before. It sent another pulse through him and Jalal filled her mouth once more, a groan of satisfaction escaping his lips.

Even as he finished coming, she kept him in her mouth, her tongue slipping around his still hard shaft, sneaking into the crevices and lapping up any of his spunk that had escaped her lips. Content that he was clean, she leaned back, her hand stroking over his cock, keeping him hard even as he tried to catch his breath.

"Hmm," she moaned softly, licking her lips. "I enjoyed that, did you?"

"Oh God," he groaned. "If I'd enjoyed it any more the top of my head would have blown off."

She chuckled, a husky almost rusty sound. "I take it you've never done that before." It was a statement, not a question.

"N-no"

"You poor boy," she said in a friendly manner, her free hand sliding up to her breast and tweaking her hard nipple. "So you're still a virgin then?"

"Yes," he sighed, his eyes riveted upon her hand as she squeezed her tits, cupping one and bringing her nipple to her mouth so that she might run her tongue around the hard tip. "C-can I do that?" he asked.

"I was hoping you'd want to," she said.

Jalal held his hand out to her. "Uh, I'm not sure I know what to do, Mam."

"Oh please, you just came in my mouth, I think you can call me Ayesha," she laughed, though not cruelly. "You just do what you want and I promise, I'll let you know if I enjoy it."

"Can I kiss you, Ayesha?"

"Definitely," she said, rising and stepping into his arms. Her breasts pressed into his chest, her hard nipples felt like tiny little drills, boring pleasurably into his skin. His hands went to her waist, slid around to her back as he dropped his head to kiss her.

Ayesha was exactly at the right height, just small enough to make him feel manly but not too short that he had to stretch his neck to kiss her. Pulling her closer, he felt her lift on her toes, leaning into him and letting him hold up her weight.

He could taste his cum in her mouth, a slightly bitter taste but it didn't turn him off, instead, he found it an odd reminder of the pleasure she'd given him, making him moan as his tongue slipped into her mouth. She suckled on it, her moan telling him of her delight in his uninhibited response.

Jalal could have stayed that way, kissing her forever, but her hands were moving over his body, slowly but surely driving him mad to have her again. Brazenly, he slid his fingers over her side, stroking under her arm and finding the curve of her breast.

His hand lifted the unfamiliar texture of her flesh, lifting it and marveling at how it could be so firm yet so soft at the same time. Then he brushed his thumb over the hardened nub of her nipple, feeling her shudder delicately in his arms.

"Oh yes," she moaned, pulling from his mouth, her hands going to his head to pull him down so that he could take her nipple in his mouth. "Suck on it," she told him softly. "Lick at it and use your teeth."

"You want me to bite you?" he asked, charged for the job.

Ayesha laughed. "No, more like nibble. Let me feel your teeth but don't try to bite my nipple off."

"Like this?" he asked, scraping his teeth gently over her fragile flesh. He heard her moan and felt her hands push deeper into his hair, holding him to her.

"Yes," she hissed, arching her back. "That feels wonderful, Jalalss."

He liked the way she tasted, slightly salty from the heat. He lapped at the small morsel, kissing it before turning to the other breast. With his mouth opened wide, he sucked as much of her tit as he could in his mouth before nibbling on her nipple. Ayesha’s moans seemed to urge him on and he made love to her beautiful mounds until she was a twisting writhing mass in his arms.

Ayesha finally pulled away from him, going to one of the larger trees near the bank of the pond. Lying down in the soft grass, she held her arms up for him, her smile beckoning and welcoming prey.

Jalal hurried to her, dropping to his knees beside her, watching as she teasingly spread open her thighs, letting him see the petal pink flesh inside. She was glistening with her juices, the aroma of her arousal filling the air around them.

"Have you ever kissed a woman's pussy, Jalal?" she asked.

"No," he whispered, his eyes drawn to that part of her anatomy. Without waiting for her directions, he slipped between her parted thighs, scooting down until his feet were in the gently lapping water, his mouth right above her bare mound. "You'll tell me if I don't do something right?" he asked self-consciously.

"Oh you'll know."

Closing his eyes, Jalal stuck his tongue out, swiping it through the pretty flesh. He blinked in surprise at the taste. He'd thought it would be gross or smelly. Instead she tasted almost sweet. Moving closer, he stared down at the thick vertical lips laid out before him. His fingers moved down, pulling her lips apart, holding her open for his tongue.

Breathing in, he could smell the musky aroma of her sex, it was a heady scent, one that had his cock standing at attention, begging for more of the newness of Ayeshas.

"Come on, Jalal honey," she said breathlessly. "Don't tease me."

"Why not?" he asked seriously, his eyes upon her pretty face. She rose up on her elbows, her bright eyes shining at him.

"Not to sound like your mother or anything, Jalal, but...Because I said so," she ordered sternly though the glint of humor was still in her eyes.

"Yes, ma'am," he agreed. He dived back between her thighs, his tongue searching through her fragrant folds, lapping at the sweetness of her. He found her clit accidentally, hearing her groan as he nudged the small bead of flesh, gasping as he nibbled upon it, then sucked it into his mouth.

"Oh yeah, right there, Jalal," Ayesha almost purred, her hips moving under his tongue. "God yes," she hissed, her hands digging into the grasses at her side. Her thighs gripped his head, her body starting to writhe under him, her head shifting restlessly.

Jalal felt her begin to quiver, felt the flesh his tongue was buried in start to spasm. She cried out with pleasure, her hand reaching out to pull his head even closer, almost suffocating him in her flesh.

Before Ayesha was finished, he pulled away, pushing her thighs apart and climbing clumsily between. He held his cock in his hand, directing it toward her pussy. With a quick thrust, Jalal filled her, shivering at the sensations being held in her hot wet grip were sending through him. He heard her grunt, felt the fluttering of the muscles in side her body and had to grit his teeth to keep from coming.

"Jalal!" she cried, grabbing hold of his shoulders as he started moving inside of her. He plunged slowly, savoring his first fuck, eager to learn everything he could teach her. He felt her hands move over his back, sliding down the taut muscles and over to his ass where she gripped him, pulling him even deeper.

Jalal fucked her, feeling Ayesha legs come up to wrap around his waist, her hands urging him on. He could hear her cries and moans as he thrust faster into her wetness, felt her hand slip between them, her fingers going to her clit, strumming it quickly. Her body seemed to contort, growing taut as a bow, her eyes going blind as her climax took her over once more. He held still above her, waiting until she relaxed under him. Then he grabbed her waist, rolling with her until she sat above him, her cunt sliding even further down his cock in this position.

"You fuck me," Jalal growled, watching as her eyes grew wide, her lips tipping up.

"Oh for the stamina of youth," she quipped, balancing herself with her hands on his chest. Ayesha started to grind against him, rising and lowering over him. He let his hands roam over her body, loving the way her tits jiggled with her every move, her nipples hard little points. "You feel so good, my boy," she lisped.

Ayesha rode him, moving surely. He watched her face, enjoying every emotion displayed there. She bit her lip, letting her head fall back, her long hair shimmering around her. He dug in his heels, moving his hips under hers, thrusting up into her. She grabbed his hand, pushing it against her bare mound. "Play with my clit," Ayesha gasped. "Rub it quick."

"I'm going to c-come," he growled.

"Oh yeah, come for me," she panted, quickening her pace, grinding against his hand. "Come with me," she moaned.

"Now?" he grunted, grabbing her waist and pulling her down hard.

"Yes!" she screamed, slamming down on top of him.

Jalal pulsed inside of her, thick, rich, creamy spunk, spending himself in her, his toes curling as Ayesha drained his cock. She fell against him, lying on top of him, her hair falling to land against his face, strands dancing as his heavy breath whistled out of his mouth.

They lay there, tangled together, neither of them in any hurry to move. The distant village sound sang around them, the breeze moving the leaves in a shushing whoosh, the crickets sang and the owl hooted over head. Jalal heard the sounds, the beat of his heart almost a counterpoint to the song around him. Ayesha stirred first, sitting up and pushing her hair from out of her face. She bent and gave him a kiss, soft and lingering.

"You are amazing," Ayesha whispered, stroking her hand over his cheek.

"Really?" Jalal asked, blushing as he thought of how that sounded.

"Yes, really." She sat up, stretching above him before standing up. In the light of the moon, the trailing wetness that flooded down her thighs shone darkly against her pale skin. She turned, walking into the pool of water, giving a delicate shiver at the coolness of it.

Cool folks! & they lived happily ever after……………comments to seekcompany@gmail.com

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The Long Shadow of Pleasure

2009-04-27T07:38:00.000-07:00

Hi, All. Indian parliamentary elections into it’s third phase & out of the blues by SL President announcing halt of heavy caliber guns, combat aircrafts & aerial fire by the Lankan army. Something to cheer about for the Tamil community across the Globe & KK in specific, mind you the word cease fire was dropped of the message. Let’s quickly dive into the seamless ocean of erotic pleasures. Few of days back the Tamil Nadu Govt., had called for a strike across the state public transport brought the city of Chennai to a grinding halt.

22 April 2009 1135 hours: Telcom major at Shree Krishna Enclave 1st Main Road Gandhi Nagar Adyar was deserted except for the security guard manning the office and the lone employee inside ‘Janaki’ well into her mid 40’s yet appealing with a slim frame at 5.6 and blessed with flesh in right places she still managed to turn heads in public place. Chris in his mid 30’s who loved matured women or should I say falls head over heal when it comes females elder to him, at 5.11 with roughly in mid 80’s weight coupled with a josh of a Arabian horse. As he swiped his access card the security guard asked for permission to go home refresh and come back after few hours of rest by dusk since he was continuing his duty since his reliever failed to turn out for duty & once Chris knew there was no one else other than Janaki happily agreed and passed on few crisp currency notes asking him to take care.

Both of them have been flirting for some time now & Chris walked into her room, not expecting, nor caring, that anything would come of this. He knew, however, that this was a woman who liked her sex; from what he knew, Janaki also liked her men young. He saw her sitting behind her desk, looking good like she always did. He admired her, she liked to wear outfits or the way that showed off her body, and today being no exception, she was wearing a nice skirt just above her knees, giving him an excellent view of those long legs looked great. Since Chris usually got aroused just thinking about her, having her there to fantasize was doing wonders, his cock becoming stiff as a board while he gawked at her body, thinking about having those wonderful limbs wrapped around him.

His eyes came up as he said hello, easing over Janaki’s trim waist and ample breasts. Her v-neck cotton top with a couple buttons to open it more was showing off a lot of her cleavage, making his stiff cock turn rock hard. He noticed her eyes came up from his crotch and hoped she liked what she saw. He had tried hitting on her several times before with no results, however, so he didn't imagine this time would turn out any differently. Still, he enjoyed the flirting they participated in, regardless of what resulted. Janaki was several years older than Chris, but for some reason that simply made everything that much more exciting for him. He wondered for a moment if it turned her on in the same way.

They made idle discussion for a few minutes before their conversation turned to the fact that they had never spent any personal time together. As soon as Janaki let him know that he could still take the opportunity of Govt., strike, he made sure she knew he wanted to. She seemed surprised, even shocked. Then she smiled and took his hand.

Janaki was certainly surprised at this turn of events. She had thought that this guy as cute, but had figured he wasn't interested. This was new indeed, as well as being quite arousing. She smiled at him, taking his hand in hers. It wasn't that she had been deprived of late, or that she had to take this opportunity now or lose it; she was going to do this now just because it seemed like it would be fun. Janaki stepped closer to him, hoping he would sense her arousal, or maybe smell it since she was getting rather wet. At the same time she pulled his arm around her waist.

She stood very close to him, pushing her chest and their tingling nipples towards him. Janaki couldn't believe how far she was going with this, but she definitely didn't want to stop. She leaned close, brushing his cheek with her lips. Whispering in his ear, she asked, "How far do you want this to go?"

Chris responded by pulling her closer, clenching her body to his. Her breast smashed against his chest, while the firmness in his pants pressed against her pubic mound. He panted in her ear, his tongue caressing her earlobe sending pleasurable sensations racing through her body. The warmth inside her turned to fire, melting her insides, literally causing her to become dripping wet. She spread her legs as far as the skirt would let her and straddled his thigh, grinding on it, letting the skirt ride up so far her panties were showing. As Chris began to suck on her earlobe, she rubbed her crotch up and down his muscular thigh, opening her sexuality to him. Yet, when he paused momentarily, reality struck her: this was going too far.

Janaki stepped back, putting her hands on his chest to help her. By the look on his face, she could tell that he didn't understand. His chest tightened as he reached around her waist. As Chris’s muscles flexed she couldn't help but caress him, wondering what it would feel like to have him. She didn't know what she should do. As she was trying to decide, he hugged her, holding her tightly, caressing her lovingly.

Janaki returned his hug, feeling his lips and tongue on her neck, returning her unstintingly to her previous level of arousal. It wasn't really that bad, was it? She closed her eyes and decided just to stop thinking about it, as she felt the wonderfully warm pleasure travel closer to her breasts. One of his hands went from her waist to her ass, grabbing her forcefully and drawing her close against his body. The suddenness of it caused her to open her eyes and she saw that the door to her room was still open. On an impulse, she reached behind him and shut it. She knew then that things were going to go far, yet she definitely didn't feel upset about it.

Chris heard the door shut and knew that she didn't want him to stop. Not that he knew what she did want, but he'd be damned if he wasn't going to try and find out. He still kept a firm grip on her ass, but slid his other hand up to cup her breast as he kissed his way further down her chest. He wanted more, but he was waiting for a signal from Janaki. His tongue was as deep into her cleavage as he could get it without removing her clothing, when the signal came. He felt her hands move to the back of his head, clutching him into her chest, panting with desire. He knew then that she wanted more.

Chris pulled her shirt open at her breast, licking and kissing her chest as she did so. He caught the top of her bra with his fingers, tugging it and her top far enough to expose her nipple. She sighed openly, then pushed his face away. As he looked at her, Janaki removed her cotton top, then gazed directly into his eyes as she reached behind her back to unclasp her bra. As the delicate lace slid off her chest, he stared at her globes, hanging just in front of him. In just a moment he was overcome with his wantonness’ and, with his mouth open, he lunged forward. One hand went to each of her tits, holding them tight, teasing their nipples. His mouth went first to one, then to the other, gently tonguing her, sucking on her breasts, nibbling on them. After licking her buds, he would softly caress them with his lips, blowing on them, hoping he was turning her on that much more. He loved doing this, loved even more taking his time and pleasing a woman slowly, but they barely knew each other, and they were messing around in their office. If he was going to take time to do something, he had something else in mind.

Chris let the tit he was sucking on slide out from between his lips, kissing his way down to her navel. He was only slightly surprised to find a ring there, but made sure to take a minute to toy with it, allowing his tongue to do its work there before going further. His hands slid from her back downwards, grabbing at Janaki’s ass, then further down, past the bottom of her skirt, squeezing her thighs. She flexed her muscles, turning him on whether she wanted to or not. He let his hands glide up the outside of her thighs, the feel of her smooth skin making his heart pound. Chris looked up to see her face rapt with longing, gazing at him through eyes half closed with lust. Janaki’s mouth was open, panting, waiting to find out what he would do next.

To answer her unasked question, Chris slid his hands to her ass beneath the skirt, feeling the flesh of her buttocks. When his fingers finally reached the bottom of her french cut panties, he paused, then reached up, grabbing the waistband, and pulled them down. Janaki helped by stepping out of them, then quickly undid her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. Chris stood slightly, his arms around her, picking her up to set her on the edge of her desk. Then his hands were on her thighs again, his mouth kissing her inner thigh as his tongue touched her gently, making little circles.

He could certainly smell her now, her wetness beginning to show. Running his tongue up her thigh to her pubic mound, then let it glide over the lips of her vagina, watching as Janaki sucked in air with anticipation. With the tips of his fingers he opened her, allowing his tongue access to her clit, which he first licked, then took between his lips to suck and massage. As Chris kept nibbling, he moved his fingers to rub the outside of her channel. When Janaki started to grind her hips into his face, he slid first one, then two fingers inside her love canal. While his mouth covered her clit, his tongue did a dance with it, his fingers massaged her insides, caressing her g-spot, making Janaki’s entire body vibrate with the sensation. When Chris thought she was finished, he left his fingers inside her, changing from rubbing one spot to stroking her entire insides. The noises she made told him she wasn't disappointed, while asking him to please proceed with his activities.

Chris was licking her clit while he fingered her, sucking and nibbling on her love button. He was moving his fingers through her just like a short hard cock. She was gasping and moaning, so he decided it was time for more. On an out stroke, he added another finger, then pushed in again. He didn't even have to work it in. Chris loved that, it drove him wild to know she was that wet and that loose. His urge to take her was unbelievably strong, but he wanted to mess around a little more first.

He used his other hand to play with her clit, flicking it around now, while Janaki practically humped the fingers inside her. Janaki closed her eyes, her moans growing louder as he made little circles around her tight rear hole. He shoved his finger back into her gapping rear canal, rewetting it, making her gasp. This time when he pulled out his finger, he put it right against the center of her waiting butt, with just enough pressure to let her know it was there. She pushed against his entire hand, relaxing her sphincter and letting his finger shoot right up her back door. Now he pumped both her holes with his hand, at the same time he continued to nibble her cunt.

Chris could feel Janaki’s orgasm building, her hips raging against his hand, her hands clutching his hair. As Janaki came, she arched her back and tightened the muscles in her legs, letting him prolong her orgasm as he quickened his movement. Her juices dripped down his fingers, arousing him to the point where he thought his prick felt harder than it had ever felt. Chris twisted his fingers in and out of her until she was done, telling him by pulling him to her. As he took his hand away from her, he scooped up some of her juices and rubbed them onto his stiffness. He stood up, stroking his meat until she opened her eyes.

Janaki felt wonderful, a combination of pleasure and relaxation. She could hear him sighing and opened her eyes to find out why. Chris was standing in front of her, waiting for a kiss, with a several inches of thick manhood in his hand. Janaki watched him stroke himself for a moment, then smiled, happy to give him what he wanted. When she leaned in to kiss him, she smelled something that wasn't his cologne; it smelled odd, but it certainly turned her on. As Janaki was kissing him, she realized it was her scent, the smell of her juices from when Chris was licking her crotch. She couldn't believe she was turned on by the odor of vagina, but she would let him know that later. In the meantime, she knew where she could get another taste.

Janaki broke the kiss, dropping slowly to her knees. She reached around him to take a big handful of his ass in one hand, while the other hand softly cradled his full nut sack. The juices he had taken from her pussy made his erection shine, while the smell made her nostrils flair and started getting her wet all over again. Janaki began with one long lick, starting between his balls to get a little taste of him, then she ran her tongue up his shaft, sucking off her juices, the action turning both of them on.

Since Jannu wanted more, knowing he certainly did, she slipped her mouth over the head of his cock, becoming wild with the taste of herself added to the pulsing of his member in her mouth. A little surprise awaited her when she first sucked on that wonderfully cum covered pole. She sucked a little precum off the tip of his erect manhood. The taste of their juices together drove her insane with lust. Jannu was ready, and she wanted him inside her. She took the rest of him into her mouth, almost gagging, sucking as hard as she could. His hips began to buck, fucking her mouth as she gave him a sloppy wet blow-job. Jannu could feel him hitting the back of her throat and sliding down it. She sucked the rest of her juices from him, then let him drop from her mouth, watching his meat bounce as it fell. Then Jannu stood up, turned, and bent over her desk, shoving her ass towards Chris.

As Jannu bent over the desk, she grabbed a tit with one hand and her clit with the other, begging him to fuck her. Then Chris slid his prick back into her crotch, gliding through her like they were made for each other. He took a quick lick of the juices on his hand, pumping her from behind, then reached it in front of her face, just close enough to let her smell. Chris felt her lewd lips grip at him as he moved through her, becoming even more aroused. He could feel her fingers playing with herself as he drove his shaft in and out of her, driving faster as his hand got closer to her face.

Jannu’s hips slammed against him, pounding between the desk and his hips. Chris gave her one finger to suck, her reaction telling him it put her on the verge of cumming. Maintaining his control, fighting off the urge to shoot his hot jism into her steamy canal, Chris pushed a finger in next to his shaft, wetting it with Jannu’s moisture. She barely seemed to notice as she tried to suck more of her syrup from his hand. Chris let her lick another finger, withdrawing the one from her groin. Then he pushed his whole hand against Jannu’s face, several fingers going into her mouth, the rest smearing her sweet discharge over her lips and nose. The taste and smell seemed to drive her crazy, sending Janaki into a frenzy.

When Chris thought she was at her wildest, he jammed his wet finger up her back door. The combination of pleasures was too great. Jannu cried out, once, twice, her orgasm ripping through her, sending flashes of pleasure through her that went right down his shaft. Chris pulled out of her to avoid his own orgasm and she collapsed on the desk.

Chris held her as she gasped for air, waiting until her breathing slowed a little. Jannu’s butt hung there, in front of him, enticing him the entire time. Finally Chris couldn't help himself. He bent over her, wet his lips, and then kissed her ass cheek, running his tongue over her smooth skin. He heard her moan, coming alive once again, and getting ready for more. She gasped, and then let out a little cry of pleasure that was lost in their passion. He let his tongue glide over her other cheek, making her moan and wiggle, and then nibbled on it a little. Jannu cried out softly, giggled, and waved her ass in his face. Chris had never been big on this type of biting the fleshly bum, but here Chris, loved every second he spent hovering over this woman's, smooth bottom.

Chris was almost ready to shove himself inside her and explode, but he wanted them to orgasm together. Taking Jannu’s hand, he slid two of her fingers and one of his inside her still pulsing vagina, helping Jannu move them. Surprised at his eagerness. Jannu became so aroused this way that he let her finger herself alone, taking his wet finger to ease into her love hole, he stood up and started to finger her ass, waiting as she became more and more aroused.

He picked Jannu up, moving her a little more onto the desk and spreading her legs to give him easier access. He saw it then, a marker almost two inches thick, sitting on her desk. Picking it up, he centered it on the opening of her channel, resting it on her fingers. She wantonly grabbed it and began working it in, then out, of herself with a passion. "Fuck my ass!", she cried out. "Fuck me up the ass, please!" He was more than ready to oblige her.

Chris positioned his rod immediately behind her hole, watching intently as Jannu fucked her own pussy with the marker. He put one hand on her hips, taking himself in the other as she clutched the marker, shoving it deep into her mound. He watched intently, letting her masturbate, enjoying seeing her so aroused. Jannu lay there, face down on her desk, so hot that one hand was toying with her clit as the other used a marker as a dildo, forcing it roughly through her twat. He waited until she was once again crying out for relief.

Holding Jannu steady, he slowly pushed her anus open with his tip. She felt him against her, sighed, and relaxed herself fully. He felt the knob of his shaft go in, her hole tightening around him. Chris was overcome with lust. He pounded against Jannu, each stroke carrying his cock another inch into her opening ass. After several strokes, he was moving several inches of his shaft through her tight backdoor, with both of them crying out constantly.

Jannu was laying flat on the desk, her breasts pressed against it, her head to one side, one hand stroking the marker through her dripping pussy, the other clutching at the side of the desk. Chris kept one hand on her hip, using the other to reach between her and the desk to hold on to her tit. Her ass tightened around him as he stroked himself inside her. At each thrust as Chris rammed his cock in up to his sack, he would pull Jannu onto his rod, tugging at both her tits and her hip. Her ass felt so good, so tight and smooth, he could feel the orgasm building. "Baby, oh baby," Jannu moaned, flexing her ass around him. "You fuck me so good, you like my ass don't you?? You like fucking me this way, don't you?" Her words were jittery from the ferocity of the sex, but they turned him on, making his movements that much more forceful.

Chris’s reply was barley more than a groan. "Yeah. And you want my cum." He was panting, so close to orgasm he could hardly speak. "Want my cum?", he asked. Jannu’s reply was to push herself up off the desk, leaving the marker inside her. He kept his hand on her tit, toying with her nipple, holding her up. His other hand moved from her hip to the marker, which was beginning to slide out of her because of all her wiggling. Chris rubbed her labia with his hand, keeping the marker inside and moving it in all directions, while he also toyed with Jannu’s clit. "You want me to shoot off in your ass, don't you?", he asked. Straining to hold back his orgasm, he more said than asked, "You want to feel my hot cum, don't you?" His words must have pushed her over the edge, because Jannu cried out with the beginning of her orgasm, literally throwing herself into their sex, going completely wild. She screamed, biting her lip to muffle the sounds, throwing her head back and forth. The sight of her in orgasm forced him to let go of his own, the pleasure becoming uncontrollable.

Chris felt the last needed pleasure shoot down his shaft to that point inside him, his cock twitching in response as Jannu twisted her ass around him, holding herself tight on his cock, forcing him to orgasm. In parts it came up from inside of him, peaking as the first spurt of his cum left his body. Chris froze with the feeling, but Jannu kept moving, up and down, down and up, her tight ass drawing more and more cum from his balls, while every bit shot inside her. Chris felt her butt go into a spasm and figured she must be having an anal orgasm. She confirmed that by letting out several more short gasps, then reaching behind her to hold him. They fell on the desk together, sighing.
Some time after Jannu had orgasmed, she woke up, feeling his warm body resting on top of her. She turned her head towards his, kissing him, and Chris moved enough for her to roll over. They kissed again, smiling, knowing they would make a terrific couple, if no further than their sexuality. Chris said he couldn't wait to find out what else they got into. Janaki told him they could begin when she got off work that evening. As they dressed, they were quiet, satisfied to talk later that night. Janaki didn't know where this would lead, their age difference being the least of their problems, but she was a little lonely, and for the time being at least, had found a wonderful companion, who was ready to fulfill her desires.

As Chris started to leave her room, he offered to meet Janaki for dinner or breakfast. Janaki smiled to herself, knowing before he finished what her answer was. "Pick me up at 6:30, take me to dinner, and tomorrow morning I'll make us breakfast." She paused, watching the reaction on Chris’s face. When she added, "In bed", he grinned from ear to ear. They kissed one last time, and he left, telling her he'd be early. Janaki promised herself that she would take a very long shower when she got home, making a mental note to be surprised if she had visitors. And that’s it folks for now do send in your comments….

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Yours Lovingly

JJ

Hail the Queen of Lesbian Love.

2009-04-18T01:37:00.000-07:00

A JJ Submission:

Hi all, this is your JJ and this time around we are going to enjoy a long hard lesbian feast. It’s a hot Saturday educational institutions closed for summer vacation. Roads wear a deserted look and everyone happy to be indoors to escape the torrid heat. Raheja Towers 9th floor AIG Life Insurance, the security guard on duty trying hard not to doze off and cursed the Operations Director for visiting office on a holiday.

Kavika sat at her desk watching the clock, hoping for it to speed up so she could get out of this mad office and away from Jaya her boss. The minutes seemed like hours as the day slowly pasted by and it was only two o'clock. The phone rang and it was Jaya's line, she hesitated before answering it, yes Jaya she said in her most professional voice. Jaya snapped come in here right now and bring your pad with you. Kavika sat for a second before grabbing her pad, she hated sitting across from Jaya and she knew she would have to while she took the dictation. Jaya was gay and had tried to get Kavika to go out with her on several occasions to have a coffee after work. Kavika had never been with a woman and the thought of doing it just didn't seem right to her.

Jaya sat there like always when she entered the office, she watched Kavika walk across the large room her eyes never leaving Kavika's shapely legs. She wore a short denim skirt today and it rode up high on her thigh as she sat down and she quickly adjusted it hoping not to show Jaya too much leg. I love your skirt Kavi, it fits you so nice, please stand again and turn around so I might get a better look at it. The color is perfect for your complexion too. To top it all Jaya herself was wearing a denim skirt today.

Kavika knew what she wanted to look at and it wasn't the skirt, but she did what Jaya asked and quickly sat back down. Jaya started telling Kavika what she want she needed her do write, she stood up and walked around the desk as she spoke, sitting on the front of the desk across from Kavika letting her legs part just enough to allow Kavika a good view of her white panties. Jaya looked around the room as she dictated the letter, Kavika tried to write fast and keep her eyes on the pad but she couldn't help seeing Jaya's panties every time she looked up. Jaya crossed and uncrossed her legs a few times while she dictated, each time Kavika saw more and more of her bosses panties.

Jaya finished the letter and told Kavika to get it typed and in the mail before five. Kavika knew she could never get it done before five, she knew it would take a couple hours to type it and then get it approved by Jaya before being mailed. Damn she thought as she walked out, this sucks she said to herself as she went to work on the letter. Kavika worked like mad trying to finish fast and not make any mistakes. She had it almost done when she felt hands touch her shoulders from behind, it was Jaya's hands and they were soft against her bare shoulders. Then her warm breath touched her neck as Jaya said that looks good so far except that part there as she pointed to the paragraph that had taken Kavika almost an hour to get just right. Change it to read more forceful then bring it to me when you're finished.

Kavika finished right at five, she rushed into Jaya's office without knocking hoping she would approve it. Jaya was lying on the visitor’s chair with her legs spread wide apart, her hands covering her face like she was trying to sleep. I'm finished she said handing the paper to Jaya, she looked it over and said that's perfect you can send it right away. Kavika turned to leave when she heard Jaya say, after its mailed we will have that drink and I won't take any excuses this time especially being a Saturday. Kavika froze, she heard her voice say that would be nice this won't take but just a minute. She made the last mail pickup by just a few seconds. Her mind whirled as she made her way back to her desk, how could I have said that's fine, its not fine and I am going to tell her too.

As she stood by her desk trying to find the courage to tell Jaya she didn't want to go out with her she heard Jaya's voice say lets go Kavika we have a drink waiting with our name on it. Kavika turned and tried to say what she thought but the words wouldn't come out, instead she heard I am ready for a drink its been a long day came out of her mouth. Well what can one drink hurt, she did enjoy Jaya's humor and whit and she was a very attractive woman also. She was a few years older than her but in excellent shape with long legs and a very shapely body.

We will take my car Jaya said as the entered the underground parking lot, Kavika protested saying she would rather take her own car so she could go straight home after the drink. Jaya just pointed towards the car, you will ride with me she said almost like an order. She knew it was no use arguing so she opened the door sliding in. I love it Kavika said as the soft leather of the Skoda caressed her thigh as she moved this must cost a fortune she said as Jaya slipped in behind the wheel. It is one of the pleasures I feel is worth the price Jaya said, I had it ordered special just for me. Kavika was impressed to, it had everything in it for the money.

Jaya turned the key and the engine roared to life and she found reverse backing out while Kavika was still looking around this great car. Tires squealed as she sped away and it didn't take but a few minutes to reach their destination The Harrission’s Chetpet and find a parking space. Jaya lead Kavika to the door and opened it for her, it was a plush place with lots of people inside and wasn't the kind of place she was thinking off. They found a booth in the back and Jaya told Kavika to sit down and she would get the drinks. She watch Jaya walk away almost finding herself in a trance as she watched her hips gracefully sway as she walked. It didn't take long before she was back with the drinks in hand, Jaya smiled as she told her bottoms up. They both drained their glasses and another round was ordered before Kavika could stop her. They chatted while they drank the second then the third drink, Kavika wasn't use to drinking so she felt the effects real quick. After the fourth drink Kavika asked where the girl's room was, Jaya said I'll show you, you may need some help finding it and I need to go also.

When they returned to the booth another round awaited them. I need to go after this one Kavika said as she slipped into the booth. Jaya asked are you all right to drive? Kavika knew she shouldn't drive and said I don't think so but I can get a cab, Jaya said no way I'll drive you home its on my way so that's settled . Kavika drank her drink slowly hopping she would be able to walk after all the liquor she had consumed. Well lets ride Jaya said as she pulled Kavika by the hand leading her out of the bar, she felt strange being lead by her and she enjoyed the feeling of her soft skin against hers. The night air brushed against her face bringing her senses to life as they headed for the car still hand in hand.

Kavika loved it as the night air caressed her face and her hair blew as Jaya shifted the gears weaving in and out of slower Chetpet traffic signal. Kavi told her where she lived and Jaya ignored her as she drove past her residence direction and kept driving. That's my way back there she said Jaya smiled and said I have to show you something before I take you home. It was just a few kilometers when she whipped the car into a garage at a large Santhi colony residence and told Kavika to follow her. Jaya unlocked the door stepped aside and allowed her to enter the most beautiful place she had ever seen. Its perfect Kavika said as she strolled through the house, I would love a place like this, she was beside herself as she looked around with envy. Jaya made them a drink, do you want the grand tour my dear she said with a giggle, yes I do Kavika said before sipping from her glass. Each room was better than the last, Kavika couldn't believe it was so beautiful and couldn't wait to see what was next.

The last door was her bedroom and it was done in the most sensual Kavika had ever seen. Oh my God she said as they entered, I have never dreamed a bedroom could be this, I mean, I don't know what I mean she giggled. How did you ever come up with this, I feel like I'm in paradise, its so sensual and sexy. Jaya took her hand leading her to the master bathroom, if you like this you will love this as she opened the door to a whirlpool bath and all the amenities a woman would ever need. Kavika stood in silence as she dreamed of one day owning such a home, she didn't even notice Jaya's arms around her waist and when her lips kissed her neck from behind she jumped back to reality. Kavika turned quickly to protest what Jaya had done but before a word could leave her lips Jaya kissed her passionately.

Kavika tried to speak but Jaya's tongue slipped into her mouth and started darting around and her hands held Kavika tightly. She hadn't ever been kissed so passionately in her life, her mind went blank as her own passion began to take control. Kavika returned the kiss with as much passion as she could as Jaya's fingers traced along her bare shoulders and down the front of her blouse. She didn't resist as the buttons opened exposing her black lace bra and Jaya's hands caressed her soft breast as the kiss ended. Jaya stepped back with a smile and a look of lust, now that wasn't so bad was it she asked as she unhooked the front clasp of Kavika's bra and opened it to free her breast.

Her nipples stood erect, she had beautiful nipples and breast that turned up just right. Jaya's finger touched her nipple, tracing it with her fingertip as their eyes searched each other's. Kavika felt the wetness form between her legs as Jaya's knowing caresses excited her body while her mind wondered what was next. Should she leave, just walk out, what about her job, and could she face Jaya tomorrow at work if she left?

It was then that she gave in completely to Jaya's touch as their lips touched again in passion. Not that bad to be touched by a powerful woman Kavika’s love hole now became wetter and wetter she could feel the juice of life drip along her thigh. Both of these love birds knew it was going to be a long time before they could hit the bed doze off to sleep, they loved every minute as they tasted the forbidden fruit of lesbian pleasures.

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JJ

Reminiscences of a Goddess

2009-04-08T09:20:00.000-07:00

Hi all, been a while since I had submitted a story here at ISS, work is draining me off and at any given chance I prefer to hit the bed early. Anyhow happy to be back and entertain the readers here. As already told I have a thing for the matured women especially those in the 40’s give me a ache in my cock and recently I learned its call blue balls.

Getting on with it, I had been associated with Priya for a year or so now, we work together for a UK life Insurance company. It’s primarily her business of a DSA with office at Sterling Road. Since I was doing my part well work usually got spilled over & at times I would report to her in her residence to give in my daily report. This made us to invariably have dinner together either we order or go out. Priya was well into her 40’s, well this is my weakness I used to get real hard boner spending time closely with her.
As we spent more and more time often wandering away from the business subjects and moved into sex. We kissed a few times and then on a rainy night we crossed the line of a boss and worker. I was told she wanted to be religious through out the holy week, it meant Priya was not keen of having sex. On Palm Sunday last week I was feeling very lonely and itchy it was half passed ten when I dropped into her place after chit chatting for sometime pat came the instruction. "Come to bed" she said in her seductive manner, knowing the result. I had been snowed under at work, carrying my laptop to her home and working at the dinner table almost every night for a few months, once the chores of the day (or should I say early night). Seeing her there in all her glory with her glorious 40 size breasts and natural muff, I could only say one thing, in eagerness "I'll shut down and go to bed, make love".

When I got to the bed room Priya was lying like a seductress. "I wanna eat you" I said. Little by little she parted her legs, showing me the mound of Venus I loved so much. My boss was no model, in her mid forties, we were both showing our age, but ever since I feel in love with making love to her, she only had to display any part of her body, and I was ready.

I stripped off, and started kissing Priya’s beautiful large areolas, I loved then, not as sexual as I would love them to be, but they still responded like they wanted some attention. After liking them and gentling nibbling them, I moved to her neck, nibbling my way up to her ear lob, and then back down to those irresistible breasts. I have never loved firm breasts, my Priya's were perfect for me, and they still had their natural femininity, responded to touch in a way that made me feel wanted. They have always been sensitive, so I kissed the large areolas, and then started moving down. As I moved toward her muff, my erect penis brushed her thigh and then lower leg, wow I loved that feeling.

Being a natural women, she was unshaven, but her bush seemed to maintain itself so that it was perfectly covered with pubes, easy to get to, and lovely to look at. I kiss my way around her thighs, and knowing how impatient she gets, I licked the inside of her lips, then gently started coaxing the clitoris out of its hood, so that I could gently tickle it with the edge of my tongue. Priya is very sensitive there and too much rough work can reverse any foreplay. Moving in for the final movement, I pleased the sweet thing, while inserting one, then two, and finally three fingers gently into her love hole. I could feel the build up and tensing inside, and knew Priya’s moment was coming. Slowly wave after wave caressed her body, and she attained release.

I loved this moment; my penis seems to chorus the coming of relief in spirit and gets really hard, as if to stand to attention. It is a moment when I love being a man, to feel my body react to her excitement.

After a while Priya rolled over and softly said, "I have a surprise for you", reaching into her draw, she removed a tube of lubrication gel. Now we had, had anal sex before but not often, and it had been a while. I almost shot my load when I realized what she was offering, her wonderful brown eye, for me.

Taking the tube, I gently eased a little around her lovely secret and then eased a finger in. My excitement was unbearable I had to calm myself down. I eased another finger in and then could not take it any more, scared I would blow it. I eased some gel onto the head of my penis, and then slowly started to easy my member into Priya’s anus. I felt the first sphincter slowly ease open, and hovered there, letting it get used to me. After a little while I eased him in further, and felt the resistance of the second barrier easy slowly. I push gently, and I was past the final barrier. I lay on top of Priya for a while calming myself down, and feeling the joy of being inside her sacred hole. Taking her from behind was the best way

I then started to move slowly, she reminded me to be gentle, and I was trying as best I could. Gradually I eased further in and a little out, and repeated this going further in each time. Once my whole cock was buried in her bottom, I started to nudge into her arse as measured as I could, the lube started doing its magic, and soon I was in a regular motion. The moment and the action and my excitement meant I did not last long, before a flourish of my jism entered her and I collapsed on top of her.

We lay like that for a while, until I left the pleasure area, once my penis had returned to a relaxed state. Deep down I knew this was just the beginning and it’s going to be long long night…….and it reminded me of our first Indian Prime Minster and miles and miles to go before I sleep….

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Yours Lovingly

JJ

Blue Thunderbolt

2009-04-07T23:37:00.000-07:00

Hi,

JJ here after a long gap, well I wasn’t busy with anything but tied over with work and the pleasure of attending office on Sundays had been keeping me busy. Being Palm Sunday I reached home in the early morning hours. Gave my wife specific instructions not to disturb me. I was in a deep sleep when the phone rang on Sunday morning. It had been a productive but typically night of completing my paper work & my brain was craving sleep. The shrill ring of the phone broke the precious silence and caused me to spring to as seated position. I grabbed the phone reluctantly and found that it was Tilaka on the other end. Tilaka is a coworker at the bank where I work and a partner of sorts on many intricate product launches. She is both a close friend and fierce competitor, smart and sexy and clearly in big trouble. It is appraisal time, the time of the year when compensation is determined based on performance, and we are in the midst of the most important project we had ever worked on. Tilaka was stuck. She waited until the last minute and was now panicking that she would not finish in time. Her appraisal depended on successful completion by tomorrow.

"You have to drag your self in here and help me!" she said as I struggled to comprehend the situation. Tilaka would be just one of the guys if it were not for how good she looked with long hair usually in a loose scrunchee, a medium build with lots of curves, and striking black inviting eyes. "and if you don’t help me then just get lost" She also curses like a rough with a deep voice and for me it just adds to the mystique. At age forty-something, she has seen the world and knows which parts she likes and doesn't like. "How bad?" I inquired. "Just get here fast." she responded.

Dragging myself out of bed, I hopped in the shower and pulled on some shorts and a tee-shirt. Left a note for my wife not wait for me to have lunch & it was hot outside and by the time I got to the car, I was already sweating. When I arrived at the office in Adyar, the inside of the building was sweltering hot. No air-conditioning on the weekends. Yet another plus.

When I walked into the cubicle, I found Tilaka sitting in front of the computer completely surrounded with piles of documents in every direction. She is dressed in shorts, a cotton tops, and barefoot. It is hot in the office, and she is sweating as she works. It is always funny to see someone that you usually see dressed for business now dressed for leisure. It somehow feels out of context. Her nails are chewed down to the nailbed, but she sports a deep, dark perfect pedicure, a stark contrast to her fair skin. She and I work closely on a daily basis, yet now I see her in a different way. A way that kind of make things stir in my pants. As she sees me, you can see the anguish and relief in her eyes. "Its about time you got here. I'm dying here." she says. She gets up and I sit at the computer. We dig in to her problem. Several hours pass.

It is now 4PM and I am frustrated. We have made a lot of progress, but there is still a lot of work to do and we were stuck. "I have to leave." I said, "Need to catch up with my wife and I have an 80% chance of getting laid tonight, so I have to go." Tilaka looked down at the ground and surveyed her situation. She looks up and says, "Well, if you stay I can guarantee 100% chance of you getting laid, and I will pay in advance." Our nerves were frayed and we were hot, so I figured she was just blowing off steam.

Tilaka gets up and opens the bottom drawer of her desk. She retrieves a bottle of skin lotion and walks over to me. "How bout it? Want to stay?" I still thought she was kidding around, until she pulled off the top and pulled down her shorts, now standing completely naked in front of me. My eyes widened in shock as she grabbed my t-shirt and turned me around with my back to the desk, then pushed my chest so I layed back against the top of the desk. She ran her hands down my chest, giving my nipples a little squeeze on her way down to my waistband. My shock quickly turned to excitement as she slid her hand down into my shorts, gently rubbing my hardening member. Her hand gently grasps my cock as she straddles my leg, grinding her pubis against my thigh. She moved her hand out and pulled down my shorts, stepping away briefly to allow them to drop to the floor and then straddles my leg again. She rubs herself forcefully up and down my leg as she squeezes out some lotion on the palm of her hand. With the greased hand, she grasps my now rock hard member, slowly stroking me with strong yet gentle strokes, sliding easily over the lubricated skin. Starting with base and sliding all the way to the tip where she twists her palm and strokes back down to the base. I help by pressing my thigh against her as she returns the motion.

After a few glorious moments, she steps off of my leg and takes my hand in hers. She squeezes out a bit of lotion on my fingertips and palm and then guides my hand to her inner thigh. Guiding my hand, she rubs it up the inside of her thigh and across the swollen lips. She works the lips with my hand, showing me exactly where to touch, where to rub, where to press, and where to penetrate. It took only a few moments for the soft, swollen lips to become fully lubricated with her own juices. She lets go of my hand and lets me take over the motions, confident that I now know what to do. Her slick hands return to my chest, her palms rubbing my nipples, her fingertips raking the hair on my chest. My fingers, now slick, slide easily into her as I gently work her wetness. My cock growing to near painful proportions.

Stepping back, she stands me up and kneels down, placing her hands on my ass and drawing my cock into her mouth. My eyes close and a low moan emits from my mouth as I concentrate so as not to blow my load. Her mouth was so warm and wet, so gentle. With my eyes closed, I could hear the sounds of her lips smacking and the suction being applied and released. I can barely hold it together and she can tell, so she stops and pushes me down into the chair in front of the computer. With a quick motion, she straddles me on the chair, facing me. She guides her wetness onto my cock and I slide deep inside of her. For a few excruciating moments, she just sits there... my cock deep inside her. She can feel me throb ever so slightly as I am pinned underneath her. Her eyes close and she drops her head back, and breaths deeply. She starts to move up and down on my stiff member, sliding smoothly with slow, deep strokes. She breaths deeply and grunts loudly.

All the sudden, she pulls me out of her and turns around and lowers herself back onto my cock. My hands gently rub her back and neck as she leans forward, spreading as wide as she can to let me into her more deeply. I reach down and touch her soft feet as she tenses her legs and squeezes me though her first round of orgasm. This is more than I can take as my body tenses and my orgasm makes my body shudder. This causes a chain reaction and she squeezes me with her legs until her orgams subsides.

After a few minutes, we recovered and pulled our clothes back on. It was really hot and humid I was sweating profusely the chill of my cum was slowly spreading on my legs. I was unable to open my eyes and when I did, I was confused heard my daughter’s voice in a distant. Slowly I came back to my senses only to realize I was still in my bed and my wife called out lunch ready. Embarrassed, smiled to myself thinking of screwing Tilaka in my dreams alone…

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Yours Lovingly

JJ

The Honey Trap

2009-02-21T08:03:00.000-08:00

Hi & a big hello to all readers from your beloved JJ, old habits seldom die here is a typical South Indian woman who frets over her lost years and carves for the return of youthful days. She is not alone in this frame of mind there are scores of women in and around us, some vent it off and many live with the burning desire and carnal desires. The below narration is of a classy matured woman who still loves it between her legs anytime any place and under any position, will she succeed in dousing the fire time alone can answer this million dollar question.

Warm breeze blowing across the Adyar River gushed in strongly through the open balcony on the 6th floor Rani Meyyammai Towers. A distant roar of vehicle on Lattice Bridge Road occasionally broke the near silence of the night. A lone light was seen in this flat & the lonely sex Goddess Jayanthi had just celebrated her forty-sixth birthday and felt about as old and used up as a woman her age could fee. She was tired and worn out and frustrated and most of all saddened as she stared at herself in the mirror. Her hair was much thinner than it had been in her twenties. Her laugh lines were more pronounced. Her breasts were not as full and perky as they had once been, and her eyes crinkled. Where had the time gone? It seemed that her body had gotten older while her mind was stuck in adolescence. A common thought in the mind of woman her age some call it empty nest stage.

Jayanthi slipped in to her nightgown then clicked the light off and slid into her bed. The night was warm a typical Feb night in Chennai and she slept with the window open. She could hear the neighbors' television from the apartment next door. She had Chris on her mind.

Chris was the new IT guy at the high school where Jayanthi was the Principal, a kid, really. He was only 25, and barely that. But he flirted with her relentlessly. He was a really nice guy so Jayanthi flirted back when no students or collogues were around, initially believing they were just teasing.

It was behind the safety of an instant messenger on her home computer, that Jayanthi realized he wasn't teasing.

"I'd love to let you teach me a few things," Chris wrote, including a winking smiley. Jayanthi laughed and told him he should behave.

"I mean it," he continued. "I have a fantasy about being with an older woman. And what guy doesn't fantasize about banging a teacher? And you're hot."

Jayanthi blushed. "There are places in Chennai where I'd be old enough to be your mother."

"Yes, but you're not my mother," he reminded her.

It was nice to be flirted with and Jayanthi found herself warming to this guy with all his barely 25 confidence.

"Girls my age haven't let go of the bull shit, yet," he told her. "I want a woman who knows how to be fucked without crying about her childhood afterward."

Good God, has he come to the wrong place, Jayanthi thought to herself. She was quite possibly the most sexually repressed person on the planet.

It wasn't that she didn't like sex. She loved it. But her desires were specific and she couldn't bring herself to give voice to them. Friends and well wishers wanting to bed her would ask her what she wanted, but she was too embarrassed or shy or who knows what to tell them. As a result, they tended to treat her with kid gloves, afraid of offending her or hurting her. This was exactly the opposite of what Jayanthi desired most.

Jayanthi longed to be manhandled. Nothing was more erotic to her than being held down by a lover, knowing she was at his mercy. She loved to feel teeth on her skin and to feel her hair being pulled. She loved to be spanked.

And it was the comfort of hiding in her room with nothing but her computer monitor that allowed her to reveal these things to Chris, despite her better judgment.

Chris had amazing insight for his age. "I think you're afraid to tell your lovers these things because the element of control is what is most erotic to you," he told her. "You want to relinquish control to someone else, yet telling him to do those things defeats that purpose. You are still in control."

Jayanthi wasn't certain that was the real case, but the amount of thought and logic impressed her.

"You know," he continued, "I could make you feel pretty powerless, if that's what you want."

Jayanthi felt her cheeks flushing hot. For a brief moment, she could visualize the experience: his long physique pressing down on her, his thick arms forcing her hands over her head as he sinks his teeth into her shoulder, his knee forcing itself between hers.

"I'm too old for you," she said, banishing the thought for the moment.

"You're only 46," he said, "And besides, I'm not asking you to marry me. I just want to fuck you."

Jayanthi could not help the giggle that escaped her at those words. It sounded really tempting. But she'd never had much luck with casual sex. She found it a challenge to keep from getting her feelings tangled up in things. This was just crazy.

And it was here that Jayanthi excused herself and went to get ready for bed.

And now, as she lay listening to the sound of cars passing on the L.B. Road, she imagined what it would be like to meet with someone just to have sex with him. No strings attached. After all, those other one-night things -- those were only confusing because they'd had different expectations going into it. In this case, they'd both know that it was only for this one night.

But only for one night? It seems like it would take many times to get to know each other and please each other. Jayanthi began to imagine the things she'd like to do, to have done.

It was difficult for her to imagine it being mutual. Sex, for her, had always been part of at least the pursuit of something deeper than two people simply pleasing each other. She imagined Chris cold and absent, using her body as if she were not in the room.

And then there was the issue of his age. There were 21 years between them. Wasn't this somehow immoral?

But as the night wore on, Jayanthi began to realize that Chris truly seemed to want to please her. His age would really only matter if they were pursuing something more permanent, but this was just one night. What difference would it make?

And Jayanthi could tell him what she wanted from him, what she needed. She needed to feel safe. If this were simply an exercise in mutual pleasure, Jayanthi felt confident that she could tell Chris what she wanted.

Jayanthi could hardly bear to look at Chris the next day at work. Was he looking at her differently? Leering, perhaps? She couldn't tell. But when he wasn't there, her mind wandered to him. She imagined what he looked like under those Dockers and that Polo shirt -- the coolness of his skin -- the fine hair on his legs.

She imagined the stamina of a 25 year old and blushed deeply, hoping with all her strength that no one had noticed that blush.

That night when Chris instant-messaged her, Jayanthi could hear her heart pounding in her ears. She was more than a little disappointed when she read his first message. "Hey," he told her. "I'm sorry if I was a bit aggressive, the other night. I totally respect you, and don't mean to make you feel uncomfortable. I'll drop it."

"No," Jayanthi answered after some hesitation.

"No?" Chris replied.

"No," Jayanthi repeated. "I've thought about it, and I think that if we talk about it, this could be really great."

"I think it could be," Chris answered. "As long as we both understand that no strings are attached.

"Of course," Jayanthi answered, with some reservation.

They set a date for the following weekend. They would meet at the Holiday Inn a small guest house on P.H Road near Pachiyappa’s college, have a couple of drinks which Chris himself mixed and brought from home, and go from there. They also agreed on a code word, "halt" which meant "stop, I'm not kidding," in case things got out of hand.

Once the plans were finalized, Jayanthi began to feel uneasy. The thought of being with someone who knew what she wanted and really wanted to give it to her was more than thrilling. But she'd never had sex devoid of emotion, before, and feared this would be cold and distant.

Still, despite her reluctance and absolute notoriety for repression, Jayanthi's sense of adventure would not let her back out on this. On Saturday, she arrived at the Holiday Inn and rented a room for them. She left a key at the desk for Chris and proceeded to room 307. She let herself in, dropped her bag by the door and sat down, nervously on the bed. The butterflies in her stomach were on steroids.

Jayanthi tried to find things to do to pass the time until Chris arrived. She flipped through the channels on the television. She checked her hair and makeup a couple of times. She looked at her outfit in the mirror. "Not bad," she thought. And then, with a sick knot, "for a 46 year old."

Jayanthi's heart began to pound when she heard the lock on the door click and Chris entered, carrying a grocery bag and a backpack. "I picked up some wine," he said, smiling.

Chris put down his bags and pulled out a bottle of wine. He sat down on the foot of the bed, pulled off the foil, and unscrewed the cap. Jayanthi suppressed a chuckle as she sat down next to him with the two plastic glasses.

Chris poured wine into both glasses and placed the bottle on the floor. "To fucking," he said, bluntly, raising his glass to Jayanthi.

Jayanthi blushed and her hands began to tremble. She laughed nervously. "To.... yeah," she said, as she drank her wine as quickly as possible, hoping it would calm her nerves.

"Don't be nervous," he said, soothingly, taking Jayanthi's now empty glass from her and placing it on the floor by the bottle. He slid behind her on the bed and began massaging her neck gently. His voice was calm and comforting, and Jayanthi liked the sound of it. "I promise this will be good for both of us," he said, sliding his hands down her shoulders, working the tension out slowly, patiently.

"I am nervous," Jayanthi admitted, relaxing a bit under Chris's strong hands.

"I'll take care of you," he said, quietly, his mouth close to her ear, as he handed her his glass of wine, and continued to massage circles into her shoulders and back.

Jayanthi could feel her face warming. In fact, she warmed a bit everywhere, as the chill of nervousness was beginning to wane. She finished off her second glass, and allowed her body to slump forward, slightly, in relaxation.

"That's more like it," Chris said, softly, as he pulled her hair to one side and began to kiss the back of her neck.

Chills shot through Jayanthi. She felt her skin becoming goose bumpy and she felt her nipples harden. His mouth was so hot.

Chris continued to plant soft kisses on Jayanthi's neck and shoulders, as he let his hands begin to explore her body slowly. He stroked her back and her sides, as he drew himself around her completely, one leg on either side of her. He slid his hands under her casual cotton shirt and stroked her stomach. Slowly, he let his fingers trace the contours of her ribs, her sides, and the underside of her breasts. He kissed the back of her ear, her shoulder blade; he nibbled the nape of her neck. And then he pulled her shirt off, leaving her feeling chilled and hugging herself.

Chris folded his arms around Jayanthi. He took her hands in his and began stroking the underside of her breasts with them. He left her cupping her own breasts as he slid her bra straps down her shoulders and then unfastened it in the back. "Whenever you're ready to let go," he whispered into her ear, as he ran his fingernails gently over the lines her bra had left.

Already he was a better lover than couple of the men she'd been with and all before marriage only, simply because he wasn't rushing her. Chris removed his shirt, and slid his arms around Jayanthi. He wrapped his fingers in her fingers, which still clutched her breasts.

Jayanthi arched her back and let her head fall against Chris. She could feel the hair on his chest against her back. This was the body of a man. She could feel his breath on her cheek. She could hear it. She let her bra fall to the floor and placed Chris's hands on her breasts.

Chris squeezed them and pinched her nipples. He bit her neck hard but gently. Jayanthi turned her head to catch his mouth with hers and they kissed.

Chris slid his body out from behind Jayanthi and laid her gently on the bed. He continued to kiss her fiercely, as he explored her torso with his hands. Jayanthi responded to his kisses but forgot she had other body parts and just lay there for a moment before reaching up to stroke his hair.

Chris pushed her hands to her sides as he positioned himself above her, kissing her more and more passionately, biting her neck, her lips, and her ears.

Jayanthi was completely aroused. She felt as if every nerve stood on end. Every part of her sparked with electricity.

Chris slid down Jayanthi's body, leaving a trail of soft bites as he traveled. He bit her shoulders, her arm. He teased her nipple with his tongue and then he took it into his mouth, biting and sucking and taking Jayanthi's breath away completely. Chris began to grind his hips against Jayanthi and she could feel his arousal pressing hard against her. She tried to reach for him, but he still held her hands to her sides.

Chris slid further down her body, biting her stomach, kissing her navel, licking her here and there. He released her hands and slid his hands down to pull her knee length skirt up. Slowly, he pushed it to her waist, kissing and biting her at all times. Jayanthi, eyes closed, lifted her hips so he could push her skirt up underneath her. Before she could lower them, he'd stripped off her panties, and she lay there, completely vulnerable.

Chris began to tease her. He nibbled her thighs. He stroked her pelvis. He blew on her moistness, letting her know he was aware. And then in one movement, he wrapped his arms around her thighs, lifted her hips, and plunged his face into her wet opening.

Jayanthi cried out in surprised pleasure. She reached for his hair, but he held her hands tightly in his own. He plunged his tongue deep into her, sucking and licking, and rocking her whole body with his.

"Oh, my god!" she cried out, realizing she was reaching orgasm already. At this cue, Chris released one of her hands and thrust two fingers inside of her. He found her clitoris with his lips and sucked and nibbled as his fingers plunged in and out of her.

Jayanthi's whole body spasmed with the waves of orgasm. She covered her face with a pillow and cried out into it. Chris continued to suck and nibble and Jayanthi thought she'd die of stimulation. She reached to push him away, but he held her hands again, and she had no choice but to ride the intensity of it.

When the waves subsided, Jayanthi lay limp and stunned, breathing heavily into her pillow. She felt Chris leave the bed for a moment. She was slightly embarrassed to have come so quickly, and she remained under her pillow. Until she heard the zip.

Jayanthi pushed the pillow to one side, and saw Chris standing next to the bed, taking his pants off. She could see his erection, now, as he stood there in his briefs, and she was more than impressed with what she saw. She pushed herself up to a sitting position and pulled him to her by his waistband. She slid her hands up the legs of his shorts and stroked around his hardness, brushing her lips against it, through the cotton garment.

Jayanthi pulled her hands from the legs of his shorts, and slid the shorts down enough to expose him. She stroked him and teased him with the tip of her tongue. She held his testicles in her hand and traced the tip of his penis with her lips.

Chris let out something that sounded like a growl, and grabbed Jayanthi by the hair, jerking her head back. With his other hand, he pressed his dick to her mouth. She could taste the pre-cum on her lips. "Suck it," he demanded. And she did. She took it in as far as she could and sucked him until his knees trembled. He fell against her, then, bracing himself with one hand on the headboard. The other hand, he gripped her hair with. "I'm gonna shoot it all over your tits," he told her, pulling out with a groan. Jayanthi clutched her breasts, as Chris exploded on her, his hot ejaculate dripping down her bosom.

Chris collapsed to the floor and rested his head on the bed. Jayanthi went to the bathroom to wipe herself off. When she returned, Chris was on the bed with a peculiar look on his face. He patted the bed next to him, and with a grin, Jayanthi lay down beside him. She was startled to hear her pillow humming.

"I brought you a present," he told her, pulling a slim, silver vibrator from under her pillow. He ran the thing the length of Jayanthi's body, coming to a rest at the warm mound between her thighs. Then he placed her hand on it. "I want to see you masturbate," he told her.

Jayanthi began to protest, but the look on Chris's face sent a thrill through her and she did as she was told. She slid the silver wand down over herself, stroking herself slowly and gently. She squeezed a breast with her free hand as she let her knees fall outward, opening herself up to the tiny little machine.

"Fuck yourself, with it," he insisted. Jayanthi resisted, enjoying the feel of the vibration on her clitoris. "Maybe you need to be punished?" Chris mused, rolling her to one side, and smacking her hard on the ass.

Jayanthi's eyes flew wide open as she cried out. "Then do as you're told, Jayanthi," Chris winked.

Jayanthi enjoyed a challenge, and frankly, she enjoyed a good spanking. "Make me," she whispered.

Chris laughed the laugh of one surprised by the audacity of another, as he rolled her over on to her stomach and smacked her ass repeatedly until it was red.

Jayanthi begged for him to stop, though the sting was arousing her in ways she didn't know possible. She never uttered the code word. "I'll do it! I'll do it!" she conceded. And when he rolled her back on to her back, she slid the wand inside of herself, as tears rolled down her cheeks.

"That's good," he said, stroking himself back into erection. "That's really good. Don't cum. Just a teaser."

Jayanthi was ready to come again and tried with all her strength to resist the urge, when Chris, took the wand from her and rolled her back to her stomach. Once she'd adjusted, he lifted her hips and guided himself into her, slowly, having lubed himself already.

Despite the lubrication and the priming with the wand, Jayanthi was surprised at how he filled her up. He moved slowly at first, allowing her to get used to him as he gained speed and thrust.

Jayanthi rocked slowly into Chris's girth. It had been some time since she'd been with a man and this was taking some getting used to. It felt so good, though, filling up completely with his heat.

Chris began to move faster. Jayanthi responded in kind. She reached back and stroked his testicles between her legs.

Chris grabbed her by her hair, and began to thrust more and more aggressively into her. Jayanthi moaned with every thrust. She could feel his intensity growing.

With his free hand, Chris found the vibrating wand and held it against Jayanthi's clitoris, stroking her gently in front, while slamming hard into her from behind. The contrast in sensations sent Jayanthi over the top, and she cried out, as she reached orgasm for the second time.

"Fuck, yeah," Chris groaned, gripping her hips tightly to him, as she writhed in pleasure. And as the moment took him, he pulled her onto himself over and over, rocking her like a rag doll, until he exploded inside of her, collapsing against her in ecstatic exhaustion. Well both of them have collapsed and do we isn’t it readers? Send in your comments and feed backs to seekcompany@gmail.com

Yours Lovingly

JJ

Sexual Crescendo

2009-02-15T05:04:00.000-08:00

Hi, this is your JJ back with a Valentine’s Day submission, the TV footage on the Mangalore moral police has brought shame on us rightly calling these thugs as Indian face of Taliban & pink panties must have flooded the Ram Sena leader PRAMOD MUTALIK residence. Right to health of love here we go, Shalani was in her peak of 40’s and this is where the women glows with radiance of sex Goddess in style, grace, charm & inviting looks. Starting with puberty she was over the hill at 44 standing tall 5.7 with a well cared body.
Rani Meyyammai Tower Adyar was waking up in all its glory & we know very well it’s a stinking rich community that occupies this place. On the fifth floor Shalani is in the bathroom, shedding her clothes like unwanted skin, reveling at the sight in the mirror. She is beautiful and she knows it, but she does not let it affect her attitude a very rare one. She loves looking at herself, feeling herself while looking. With a sigh, finally her panties on the floor, she steps towards the shower. Turning on the water, she tests its temperature and makes adjustments.

With a smile, she walks out of the bathroom, to the bedroom and begin laying out the clothes she about to wear. Asked she feels free and content. It is with a small frown that she pulls out her nightclothes. She hears a sound, soft and barely noticed.

The kids are gone with her parents and she is alone. She leaves the bedroom to check on the front door. She notices that it is not locked and so she rectifies that, looking around and noticing that nothing seems out of place. Just a noise, she thinks, nothing wrong. She returns to the bedroom and take off her earrings and her watch, placing them on the dresser.

Now, returning to the bathroom, she walks in and the steam fills the space of her bathroom. She wipes the mirror, looks again with a smile, and waves the steam towards her in an invitation to caress her body. Stepping into the shower, she is met with the sting of hot water hitting her skin; sending pulses throughout her body.

Her breath quickens at the delight and she begin to rub her shower gel all over, hesitation in certain places as she touch herself and captures the warmth of the water and the coolness of the gel. Her arousal begins quickly, that combination of hot and cold streaking through her senses, the constant bombardment of water hitting her skin and then falling down in its path like the smooth caress of a thousand tiny fingers.

She touches herself there and feels wetness that was not caused by any water from the shower. Her excitement grows as she begins to massage between her legs; moving her fingers across her skin, pressing down in certain places that bring pleasure to her mind. Her body begins to quiver, the motion of her massage quickens and then she hears a crash!

She stops suddenly, her body still quivering from the anticipation of her knowing touch. Her mind struggles to rise above the moment of ecstasy that she was bringing to herself, filled by instant fear. Grabbing a towel, she wraps it around herself and walk to the door, touching it and putting her ear close.

She stands there for what seems to be an eternity, hearing nothing. Hesitantly, she reaches for the doorknob and slowly opens the door. There is no one there, she swing the door wide and look down the hallway. Putting one foot in front of the other, She begin to traverse the hallway, tense, ready to spring back to the safety of the bathroom and its lockable door.

She reach the living room, quickly she check the front door. It is completely locked. As she turns her head, she notices the curtains swaying. With a sigh, she walks towards the open window, noticing that the wind has picked up and she sees a vase lying on the floor, broken.

She emits a laugh, startling herself at its sound and blushing in embarrassment at her fear. With a smirk, she returns to the bathroom, dropping the towel on the floor. As she returns to the shower, a shape moves behind her, quietly. Silent in its purpose he watches her enter the shower and moves forward.

As she turns beneath the still hot water, her eyes grow wide as the man rushes towards her. He is naked. Oddly, she notices his clothes lying on the floor on top of hers. She wonders why she did not notice before. All of this happening so fast, the thoughts a blur as the man grabs her and pushes her fully into the shower and steps in.

He turns her around to face the wall and roughly inserts himself into her. Her previous excitement still having left herself wet enough that his assault and entry is completed with ease and he begins to push into her while raising her arms to the wall and forcing them to stay there.

Realizing he is too strong, she tries to block it out of her mind. She struggles to close her mind and let him finish his business; maybe he will not hurt her. As the water continues it is pounding on her skin and her senses, the man continues to move within her, caressing her inside as his hands caresses her on the outside.

No longer does it feel rough. Her body reacts and writhes to the motion. She is no longer a victim but a willing participant. She shifts into him, giving him deeper access and a moan escapes her lips. Quickening, the man begins to increase his rhythm and force. He begins pounding into her hard and she bend towards the wall, pushing into him even more and allowing her body the full sensation of his movements.

Her breath becomes raspy and hard, it begins to increase in volume as the water still caresses her and this man begins to create satisfaction within her. Every fiber of her being is focused on the rhythm of his caressing and his shaft within She. She groans in ecstasy as she feels him tensing, knowing that he is about to climax.

Pushing away from the wall, she breaks contact with him as his shaft is removed by her quick turn, the wetness within She lubricating its exit. She falls to her knees and grabs his manhood. Squeezing it, she stops his climax and feels it soften. She inserts his penis into her mouth and begins to suck on it, rolling her tongue across the shaft. She licks his head, encircling it with her tongue and feels him harden again. With a smile, she stands up and faces him. Looking into his eyes, she laughs.

"Hi Baby, what took you so long?"

With a chuckle, he picks her up and places her back against the wall so that the water from the showerhead falls between them. He enters her again and the sensation of the water trying to separate her from him quickens her pulse. The water becomes a jealous lover, wanting to end this union. It pounds upon the hood of her clitoris as he moves inside her, rubbing the soft tissue within. Faster he moves within her, the moans escaping loudly from her lips. She feels her body tense and quiver in expectation.

She starts crying out moans and sighs. Ecstasy formed into sounds that come from deep within her. She begin to come, the wetness falling onto his shaft, still moving in its motion, it does not stop. It begins to leak, spreading over the joint her two bodies have created. Her cries have aroused him completely and she feels him tense again, knowing that this time, they will climax together, she gives herself fully to the endeavor. Their two hearts beat as one and her breath finds a synchronicity, a duet of love and lust.

They are one and the climax builds as one; the Chinese torture of the water pounding between their two bodies increases the pulsing racing across her skin. Every nerve is alive and the air crackles with energy as she cries out and he comes within her, lurching as his juices flow into her body and mixes with her wetness. For a little while, he still moves within her, the motion only interrupted by the occasional seizure of ecstasy, as his body quivers and shakes.

Finally, he drops to his knees and She follow. The water no longer a torturous device adding to her love making, but a warm, welcome, cleansing force that comforts her as she wrap her arms around him. Kissing her he says, "Maybe we should do this more often."

Shalani was feeling weak her knees giving away she slides to the tiled bathroom floor. She was still breathing hard and deep within her she felt the satisfaction that had built for a quiet along time now. It was blissfully subsiding when she was shaken by the sound of the telephone, coming to her senses she looked around to find herself alone on the bathroom floor. Smiling to herself she walked to attend the call.

Yeah, time to wake up dear readers and send in your valuable comments & feedback to seekcompany@gmail.com

JJ

Evil Desires

2009-01-09T00:01:00.000-08:00

By: JJ

Hi all this is your jj coming back to treat you in the last dying days of 2008, chennai is cool a perfect & intoxicating chillness making everyone warm between their legs. Jayanthi blessed with all the qualities of a south indian woman standing tall at 5.8 with a graceful body in her early forties who can never be written off. Worst still, she can make an egyptian mummy cum, she stays in the serene beauty of south chennai just away from the maddening rush and pollution of the city her nest facing the bay of bengal.

The cool air hardened her nipples and sent a shiver down her spine as she delicately removed her dress shirt. She arched her back and reached behind her to remove her lace bra. She sighed and gently massaged her breasts, grateful to be free of a bra for the rest of the evening. Her breasts were quite large, and wearing a bra could be painful at times.

She unzipped her black skirt pulling it down her tanned legs. She was already excited about her plans tonight, even though she still had two hours to wait. She pulled off her panty and set it on top of the rest of her neatly folded clothes.

Examining herself in the mirror, she was impressed with herself tonight. Not always the most confident, she sometimes had problems feeling sexy, but tonight her tan skin looked inviting, her curvy hips were just the right size and her large breasts looked perky and delicious. She was eager to be touched.

She thought of last night and traced her fingertips down her body and to her hairless mound. She let out a soft moan as she thought of the way he had taken her. The way he couldn't even wait for her to get undressed, he had pushed the top half of her body over the kitchen counter, pulled her inskirt up roughly, tore her black panties and shoved his thick cock inside her, pawing at her melons through her blouse. They both loved it when he did that. She squirmed and clenched her eyes shut at the pain of his trespass, but the pain was part of the pleasure. She loved feeling the weight of his body on top of her, her breasts mashed against the cold surface of the counter. She loved hearing his moans as he slid in and out of her tight cunt.

Jayanthi was now weak at the knees, as her fingers rubbed her clitoris while she thought about their typical sexcapades. She loved being used by him, being his whore, but tonight things would go differently.

Jayanthi reluctantly stopped rubbing her clit and went into the small bathroom to clean up. She was already sopping wet, and didn't want to be a slippery mess when he got home. She then slid the silk dress, carefully selected for this evening, over her nude body.

The ankle-length dress was a shimmering forest green. The combination of the dress's color and her long curly hair made her look like a medieval princess, who had lost her crown. The gown had a long slit running up both sides of the dress exposing most of her thighs. The fabric was gathered at her breasts, cutting across them right above her nipples. The soft fabric teased her skin when she moved. She knew she would be on fire by the time her boyfriend arrived home.

Jayanthi had to literally sit on her hands while she waited for him, so she wouldn't give into the temptation and ferociously fuck herself to climax. She heard the elevator sound in the hallway, and rose to be waiting by the front door. Another shiver, this one of anticipation, shook through her spine. She hid her smile as the front door opened.

She could tell by the look on his face she had surprised him. As his eyes looked her up and down, she didn't give him time to react. Instead, she quickly pressed her body against his, forcing him backwards against the closed front door.

She clasped his hands in hers and lifted both of their arms above their heads, against the door.

He was too shocked at her boldness to assume his traditional dominant role, and she took advantage. She kissed up his neck, licking along his jaw line. She nibbled his earlobe, and whispered in his ear, "tonight, i'm in charge."

She touched his lips with her tongue, but refused to kiss him. She let go of his hands, and ran her hands underneath his t-shirt. Her nails lightly scratched his chest. She squeezed his nipples while she licked and sucked on his neck. She could feel his cock harden in his pants.

His moaned her name and giggled as she brought her hands to his sides to tickle him a bit. He tried to kiss her, longing for their tongues to touch, but she pulled away, not allowing him to take the lead. She pulled his shirt up, forcing him to raise his arms to let her remove it completely. She unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, letting them drop to the floor. His cock jutted out from his body, tenting his inner brief. She carefully removed, them as well, without touching his cock. She could see precum already forming at the tip. She bent down and delicately licked the droplet off. His hands moved to the back of her head. He wanted more than just the one lick, but she stoop up quickly, rubbing her body against his so he could feel the softness of the silk.

She led him to the couch, and knelt in front of him on the ground. She ran her nails over his thighs, and then her tongue, avoiding this cock completely. She then, slowly, gently, lifted his cock to his stomach and licked his scrotum, before running her tongue up the underside of his cock. She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock, before moving upwards to suck his nipples.

First her mouth encircled his right nipple, with her right hand squeezing the other. Then she switched. As she kissed up his chest, she rose to straddle him, her breasts falling out of her dress, her hard nipples rubbing against his bare chest. She moaned his name into his ear, grabbed his thick cock and rubbed it up and down her sopping slit. She was teasing both him and herself now. Her body shook with anticipation. Her breasts heaved as she panted. How she wanted him.

She hovered above him, his cock pointed toward her entrance. He raised his hips in an effort to get inside her, but she, again, refused to let him take the lead.

As she uttered the last word calling his name like a cat in the heat would sound, she sank down on him, his cock impaling her completely in one swift moment. She groaned as she rose up and just as quickly sat back down for the second time. That's all it took. He grabbed her hips and kept her upon him.

He groaned her name as he erupted inside of her, his seed flooding her womb. She came when he did, her pussy spasming around his cock, milking it for every last bit of sperm.

They clutched onto each other as they both recovered, panting and sweaty. He gently laid her on the couch, and lied down behind her, cupping her breasts with his large hands. He kissed her sweetly behind her earlobe, and they both drifted into a post-orgasm, blissfully satisfied sleep. That’s all folks it time for comments to seekcompany@gmail.com wish you all a very happy and prosperous new year…....

Yours Lovingly

JJ

The Cardinal Sins

2008-12-14T23:58:00.000-08:00

A JJ Submission:

A big hi to all my readers, its December and close to 10 days for Christmas school going kids are happy than ever with just one or two exams left over before the vacation. Chennai is getting chill as everyday passes by I lazily wandered my way through a sprinkled traffic on beech road to my office in Adyar. I was seriously thinking how to manage my boss for not finding a new office premises which had been making me mad these days. Even otherwise I am running late on recruitment of office manager which makes me do all the running around. The hardest part was finding an office manager for my own office was making me mad leave lone the new office. The ads for a Administration Manager ran in all through November, which produced no viable candidates. The second ad running currently in December out of the applicants there was one that stood out above the rest.

I called the lady and ask if she could come in on a Friday morning. In our business there needs to be some up close and personal relations with our customers. So even if this lady turned out to be a good manager yet did not have a good self-presentation I would not be able to use her. I sat in my office hoping she would be neat clean and halfway presentable after all the software revolution getting good candidates for small sum of money was tough. The intercom buzzed and I was told a Preetha was here to see me. My eyes flicked to the application open on my desk and the name was Preetha. I said to send her in.

I crossed my office room so I could welcome her half way; also this gives me an opportunity to see her at full length. Her application stated she was forty-four year’s old widowed, healthy with a couple of years of college some years ago. As the door opened I was greeted to a very pleasant surprise there stood a tall, nearly as tall as I am. I am five ten and eighty kilograms. I play and work out three times a week at my age which is thirty six a guy likes to stay in shape for the ladies and of course to stay healthy.

This lady moved with a grace known only to the large cats in the wild. She wore a thin light brown blouse and a dark brown sari. I could not help myself I looked her up and down a couple of times before I let myself act like a man looking of a new office manager rather than a roll in the hay with a tall sexy lady.

I felt embarrassed at my uncontrolled actions and I openly apologized for my action. I was acting like a schoolboy on his first hot date. She greeted me with a wide warm smile. Her face was slightly long and narrow framed with long hair down to her shoulders. Her dark red mouth had full lips shaped for kissing. I wondered what it would be like to kiss her full on the mouth. Her eyes were jet black. My eyes followed the curve of her shoulders down to a white blouse that was protruding like twin peeks in the Rockies.

I thought “ Nice knockers” I wondered if they would stand alone without that lacy bra that showed just a little through her blouse. Her waist was very small, kind of like the way girls looked years ago when they pulled in their waists with a corset. The hips were not wide but more like trim and my guess was very firm. I would bet she worked out. I was stunned by her beauty and gracefulness. She extended her hand and I took it, held it a bit too long and offered her a seat.

I walked around my desk and felt my erection rubbing my trousers. It stood out like “Mr. Show Off,” and there was no getting around it he was fully awake and very interested in our Office manager applicant.

The smile was still there as I said, “ Would you like a cup of coffee or some thing else to drink. We keep a well stocked refrigerator.” Her voice was smooth and silky yet full of self-confidence. I wondered if she had children she could have been a good mother with a firm, yet caring eye.

She said, “Coffee would be fine, black.” Office boy who is at the other end of my intercom brought us two cups of coffee. I took a drink with my left hand because my right was in my lap playing with my erection. I wondered if she knew what I was doing and thinking as I looked at her. Preetha had been a widow for three years, was well educated and was just now getting her life back on track. She wanted a job with a little challenge and some rewards.

She openly told me she did not need the money but she did need to get on with her life and working was the way to go. She had worked during her marriage and loved it so this was away of getting back to the real world. She told me about her marriage and herself. I was only half listening for I was totally engrossed with her beauty and figure. I was acting stupid and horny like a kid but I could not help myself. If I had a wife I would have serious doubts about my marriage lasting very mush longer.

We talked and I was very happy with her as a person and as to her ability to run our current office. I told her so and made an offer higher than I was originally going to make. She accepted. The second office was across town and so I ask if she would like to go over and see where it was going to be. She went out ahead of me on the way to the parking lot. Preetha’s ass was inviting I was not into ass fucking much. Oh, I have and it was great fun with the right girl that is one that enjoys a hard fucking cock up her ass. Some do some don’t I can take it or not it just depends on the girl’s reaction to it. My eyes were glued to a firm tight ass moving smoothly beneath her sari. God all mighty I had to stop this before I am caught of sexual harassment.

When she slipped into my car I watched as her sari moved up to show me a strong muscular leg. As we came near the second office in Indra Nagar which was also in Adyar I pulled into an empty parking lot of the commercial building and parked in the shade of a large tree there was not a soul in the place. I turned toward her and started to speak. Preetha came across the seat and her arms went around my neck. Our lips were locked together; our tongues were darting into the other’s mouth. My hand came up and cupped a large firm breast. I felt her fingers tighten around my erection, which was still growing. I am not a super stud, but I am not afraid to show my “Mr. Feel good” to any girl.”

I said, “I am so sorry about this but I have never in my life felt this kind of attraction for any one. Please forgive me."

"No need to say a word, I felt the same the first instant I saw you. Chris, your a strong handsome man, but I don't think that has anything to do with how I feel.” She said.

I thought about it a moment and said. “You're right Preetha I am very pleased with how you look, as you are a beautiful lady but your right I don’t think it is your beauty alone that has me feeling this way.” I kissed her again and she folded into my arms. I said, “Preetha, my apartment is not far would you like to go there?"

"Chris, I have a better idea, let me show you my home.” As I drove she laid her head on my shoulder and happily her hand never left my erection. She had a strong grip and it felt wonderful to have her hand around my cock. If the drive to her home had been a minute longer I would have had my trouser open and her playing with the real thing out in the open.

She fled the car almost at a trot I was hard pressed to catch her as she opened the front door. The house was two stories, very large. I only saw the front hall and the curved stairs as we ran up to what she called the master bedroom. I called it the Master “Sweet.” for that is what it turned out to be. Clothing dropped along that way to the bed. It was a king size, even at that it was hardly large enough to contain us. Even before I managed to get into her hot wet cunt we rolled and twisted like a couple of snakes. I wanted to feel every inch of her body.

I wanted to feel her naked body on every inch of my body. Front to front, back to front, side to back God we rolled and twisted touching licking and tasting every thing. My tongue found her sweet nectar of the gods. While at the same time I felt my swollen cock being sucked down a long wet throat. Neither of us wanted to be brought to a climax in this fashion. We did without words want to climax together but with my cock driving deep onto her lustful cunt.

At a point just before I filled her mouth with a load of sperm we pulled apart and turned to face one another. Our eyes were locked together as she pulled her legs up nearly to her chin. I found her hot wet cunt easily and drove to the bottom in one long thrust. Holding my weight up off her, I pounded her mercilessly. Feeling my swollen cock touching bottom on every driving downward force. I was looking at her as she trashed under me. Moving her head back and forth screaming at me to fuck her harder. I could feel her swollen clitoris banging into my pelvic hair and I knew I was going to cum so I yelled for her to cum with me and she did.

What happened then has never happened again we exploded together and she screamed as did I. Climaxing together with my partner is not all that rare, but the way we screamed together and gave up our feeling so completely has never been repeated except with her of course. But no other has ever excited me so nor has another full filled my satyriasis needs as this lovely creature. I failed to go limp as one does most often. So Preetha rolled me off her whereupon she kissed down my belly only to find my cock still hard and dripping our join juices.

She licked my cock tasting our combined fluids and sucked the head into her mouth. Her head was bobbing up and down while her tongue swirled around the shaft. Without thinking I said “ Oh, my god want a fucking cock sucker you are.” I thought for a second I had made a blunder but then I heard her laughing with my cock still filing her mouth. I was watching her movements as I once again felt the juice of life raise to the tip of my hard cock. Preetha knew I was going to cum again. She looked up at me just as the first spurt of cum shot into her mouth. Our eyes were fixed as she sucked and swallowed my last drop of cum.

Opening her mouth she licked the last drop from my cock and smiled at me. We some how managed to shower and make our way to the location of the new office. Lets call it a days guys time to send in your feedbacks to seekcompany@gmail.com

Yours Lovingly

JJ

Her Majesty Fantasy

2008-12-06T03:27:00.000-08:00

Hi, dear readers. This your JJ submitting a story after a long time, its been more than two months since the last one. Anyway I will compensate for being by way of making you more heated than ever between your legs. After the monsoon rain created havoc in Chennai a week ago & there is a word of caution from the meteorological department warning of more rain during the course of the week. Black topping giving away on most of the city roads certain areas was still undaunted schools closed for the most of the week. Daylight was receding fast since it was clouded from day break.

Damini at 45 looked a lot younger courtesy regular workouts and extremely cautious of what she eats, stood tall at 5.7 inches weighing 60 kgs blessed with a color that definitely belonged to the Aryan races. She lives in the most posh area of Harrington Road Chetpet with her husband Deva who worked for Yahoo and was absolutely true to the term frequent flyer on international routes. Her husband, Deva, has a job that requires him to travel more than he would like. But the pay more than makes up for his prolonged absences because his family wants for not. Both of her children in their teens go to the school at a stone throwing distance. Damini’s mother dropped in the morning and being a Saturday drove off with her children and was not expected to be back till late on Sunday evening.

So Damini has the whole week to herself for the first time in a long time. The empty house only reminds her of what she really misses, sex. Even when Deva is home he doesn't take the time to satisfy her. Sure, he spends a good deal of time with the kids and keeps the place looking tip-top but at the end of the day it's right to bed with only a kiss. The lack of sex is only creating a deep desire to experience the pleasure of being taken. Damini keeps these desires deep within her mind. She has an infectious smile that draws you in when you talk to her.

She decides to visit Spencer’s shopping mall to pick up a few things she wants. Just a few things just for her. She parks her car in the mall basement and gets out of the car. She starts to walk toward the elevator when a hand grabs her shoulder and throws her against her car.

She starts to cry and is shaking as she starts to hand over the purse to a thug who threatened her with a pocketknife. Before she can say or do anything another man grabs the boy and throws him to the ground. He looks up wide-eyed at his attacker to find a strong tuff looking guy standing over him.

The kid takes one look and scrambles to his feet and runs away.

"Are you OK." He asks as he helps Damini steady herself.

"I, I, I'm fine. Thank you."

She's not hurt, just a little scared. She takes a look at her rescuer and finds that he is a good- looking young man mostly in his mid 30’s. A little taller than herself and has eyes that look right through you.

"I don't know what I would have done if you didn't show up. My whole life is in this purse. What can I do to repay you?" Damini asks.

"First, you can call me Jai. And you're welcome. I'm glad I could help out. I really hate to see a beautiful woman like you get hurt. If you like, you can buy me a cup of coffee."

"Ah, sure. I can do that. It's the least I can do."

So they both go to the coffee shop in the mall. They drink their coffee and chat. Jai gives Damini his undivided attention and his words draw Damini in. He tells her that she has a kind smile and looks great. Damini soaks up the attention like sponge. It's been a long time since anyone has given her complements, yet lone, just sat and talked with her. They finish their coffee and it's starting to get late. Damini really doesn't want to end the conversation but needs to get to the premium undergarment stores before it closes.

"Well, thank you again. It was really nice meeting you."

Jai senses that Damini is interested in him and doesn't want to let her go just yet.

"Do you mind if I tag along while you shop? Just to make sure you get to your car without any problems?" He says with his sexy smile.

"Ah, sure. OK. Let's get going before the mall closes though."

They walk side by side until they get to the store.

"I just will be a moment. I just need to get a few things." Damini says.

"No problem, I'll just come in with you, just to look around."

She nods OK and they go in. She quickly heads for the cotton panty section. Then picks out a few light colors in her size. Jai watches Damini, as she looks though the various panties.

"What size are you looking for?" he asks.

Off hand she tells him and blushes. Jai starts walking around the store looking a various panties. A cute sales girl walks up to him and asks if he need some help. He smiles and nods no, just looking. For a brief second Damini is jealous.

"How about these?" as he holds up a very sexy satin panty. "I think they would look great on you!"

Damini shakes her head no, thinking that she would look great in those panties, but whom would she wear them for? No, cotton panties will do just fine. She sees Jai walking back towards her as she starts for the check out. Jai steps in front of her blocking the view of the salesman and puts something in Damini's pants pocket.

"Shhhh, just act natural, OK. It'll be fine." He whispers in her ear. "I'm going to buy you this pair, OK." He says.

Damini's really nervous as she follows Jai to the check out. He pays for his purchase and jokes with the salesman. His smile is wide and he's relaxed. It gives Damini a moment to regain her composure. Then she pays for her purchases and quickly leaves just as the store and the mall starts to close. Jai walks her back to her car.

"I can't believe you did that. Are you trying to get me in trouble!" she says as she hits him on the chest.

Jai laughs and playfully blocks her next punch.

"Oh come on. It was fun wasn't it? I could tell that you got a thrill from doing that. It feels good to be a little bad doesn't it. I tell you what, you can walk back and return it if you want to. Just say you picked it up by mistake..."

Damini thinks about that for a second and says "The store is closed by now, there's no way I could go back there and say that."

"Then keep it. I'll look really hot on you. By the way let me have your phone number so I can call you later. I'd like to see you again."

The compliment throws off Damini's concentration and she gives out her phone number without thinking.

"Well, thanks again for helping me earlier." She says as she gets into her car.

"Wait! Here's your present. I hope you enjoy wearing them." Jai says as he tosses the small bag into her car before she can close the door.

When Damini gets home, she reaches into her pocket to see what Jai put in there. It's a silky red lace panty. It looks really sexy and Damini has the sudden urge to try it on. It's not like anything she would ever wear and her curiosity gets the best of her. It's late so she goes up to her bedroom and pulls off her casual pants, socks, and panties. She takes the gift and slides it up her thighs. She keeps her pussy trimmed so there isn't any hair sticking out. She stands in front of the mirror to see how they look. They do look and feel sexy. She spins to see how her ass looks and it looks pretty good. She nods her head and goes into the bathroom to get ready for bed.

She decides to keep the panties on to sleep in them. Just as she begins to go to sleep the phone rings.

"Hello?"

"Hi, remember me? It's Jai."

"Why are you calling me at this hour?"

"I just wanted to know... Are you wearing those panties you took?"

"I don't think that's any of your business!"

"So YOU are wearing them! Do you like them?"

"I tried them on."

"And you kept them on didn't you. I bet they look really sexy on you."

"As a matter of fact they do look good on me."

"It felt good to do something naughty, didn't it. I think you liked the rush, didn't you. A little thrill for your day"

"I don't know what I felt, mostly embarrassed, I think. You shouldn't have done that Jai."

Jai laughs and say "But it did give you a thrill, didn't it. I bet you breakfast that you're wearing them right now while you're in bed, aren't you?"

"Yea, I got them on. So what?"

"How do they feel? Do they make you feel sexy?"

"Yea, they do make me feel sexy, I don't wear these kind of panties."

Damini starts to open up a bit. The conversation is starting to get her a little hot and bothered.

'What else are you wearing to bed."

"Just the panty & a lace brassier

"Rub your hands over the silk and tell me how it feels."

Damini does this without thinking, following Jai's suggestions are starting to turn her on. Her hands run over the silky panty starting at her stomach and working up to her breasts. Her hands linger on her breast. Just her touch has made her nipples hard.

"It feels sooo soft." She whispers.

"Are you touching your breasts?"

"Yessss, it feels so nice."

"Give them a good squeeze. Pinch your nipple."

She does this and starts to moan. She lightly pinches her nipple and moans louder.

"That feels good doesn't it? I want you to rub your pussy now but don't touch your clit."

Damini's hand slips between her legs, rubbing her pussy through the sexy panties, carefully so that she doesn't touch her clit. She starts to become wet and is moaning again.

"That's it, rub you pussy. Is it getting wet?"

"Yesss, I can feel my juices through the panties."

"Slide your hand under the silky panties and rub you clit."

Her hand moves under the fabric touching her clit. Even though she lightly touches the clit, the sensation is great. Her hips begin to move as she rubs her pussy. She's getting close. The long forgotten sensations of an orgasm are coming to a front. She slides a finger inside and begins to pump it in and out. She's breathing harder now. She's so close. Then...

"Oh my God! I'm cumming!" she yells into the phone.

After she regains her composure Jai says "Well, you lost the bet, you were wearing the panties. Meet me at the The Park reception at 7:00 AM for breakfast and wear a short skirt with the panties I bought you today." And with that he hangs up.

The next morning Damini is scrambling around trying to get ready. She finds a black skirt, it's only to her knees but it's the shortest skirt she owns. A satin blouse and black jacket complete the outfit. She grabs her purse and heads for the door. The Park is just a couple of kilometers from her house, She hurries to the door and Jai is waiting for her in the reception area.

"Wow, you look great Damini and you're right on time. I like that in a woman. Let's go get seated."

Damini smiles at the compliments and follows Jai into the dinning room. They order their breakfast and coffee. Jai smiles at Damini, his total attention is on her. Even when the waiter comes with their food he retains his focus on her. She loves the attention. It's something that she hasn't had in a long time.

"Did you enjoy last night?" Jai asks.

"What do you mean?"

"Last night when I called you. When you touched yourself for me and got off. Did you enjoy that?"

Damini blushes and turns away and replies "I shouldn't have done that."

"You still didn't answer the question, did you enjoy it? Come on, just answer the question."

"Oh alright, yes. I did enjoy it," she says with a smile. The memories of last night rush to her head. She remembers her touch and how good it felt to cum. long lost desires enter her mind.

"I bet you're thinking about it right now aren't you? I can tell by the look on your face."

"No more bets, Jai."

"OK, but I think you really enjoyed yourself last night and you're thinking about doing it again aren't you?"

"I might be, so what of it?"

"Are you wearing the panties I bought for you?"

"Yesss, Why?"

"I want you to show me them. I want to see how they look on you."

"I'm not going to show you here!"

"OK, we'll get a room."

Jai asks Damini to wait over by the end of the counter. Puzzled she goes to the end of the counter and waits. She's watching Jai; his focus is on the counter. He seems to be watching a certain businessman who has his hands full as he tries to check out. Just as the businessman puts his stuff on the counter Jai moves and bumps the man as he reaches across the counter in front of him. Damini notices that Jai's other hand has snatched his key card from the counter. Jai apologizes for bumping him and walks over to Damini. He takes her by the hand and walks her to the elevators. He pushes the button and the doors open and luckily it's empty. He pulls Damini into the elevator and closes the door.

"I can't believe you just did that!" she says.

Before she can say another word, Jai kisses her. His hands go to her face and the kiss is passionate. Just their lips touching. Jai breaks the kiss and looks into Damini's eyes. He moves his hand behind her neck and pulls her close for another kiss. This one is filled with need. Their tongues are doing battle as Damini puts her arms around Jai. She's swept away by the moment. The elevator stops at the fifth floor and they get out. Jai leads her to a room that the key card opens the door.

"We have to hurry, we've only got about an hour before housekeeping gets here."

Damini is in awe and doesn't seem to under stand what Jai means. Jai closes the door and finds a chair near by wall and moves it in front of the bed and sits down.

"Damini, please stand in front of the bed and lift you skirt so I can see your panties."

She moves in front of the bed and lifts her skirt up and down quickly.

"There, now can we go?"

"I didn't get a good look to see if they fit right. Why don't you just take off the skirt and show me."

Damini looks at him, uncertain as to what to do.

"Damini, we don't have all day. If you don't show me soon we'll get caught in here. You don't want to get caught now, do you?"

With that added pressure she unzips the skirt and lets it fall to the floor.

"Turn for me."

She turns and begins to model the panties for him. The thrill is turning her on and she can see Jai's cock getting hard in his jeans.

"I knew they you would look beautiful in them. I bet the silk feels really nice on your skin. Rub your hands over them."

Damini follows his commands and rubs the silky panties with her hands. She starts to get turned on. Her eyes are closed as she enjoys the sensation.

Jai quickly pulls his shirt off and moves to Damini. He kisses her again. It takes her breath away it's so passionate. His hands slowly work the buttons on Damini's blouse and it's off before she can say a word. He half carries her to the bed and lay her down. He lies beside her and begins to kiss her again. Damini's emotions are on high, she's living in the moment and her hands begin to caress Jai's body. Jai works his hands behind her, unhooking her bra and sliding it off her body. He kisses her neck and she moans. His hands find her breast and he begins to work it like dough, teasing her nipples with his fingers. He begins to work his kisses down her body, licking and kissing her breasts. He spends a few minutes working on both breasts, sucking the nipples into his mouth. Damini is breathing hard; it's been too long since someone has touched her in this way.

Jai slides down her body, kissing her belly until he gets to the panties. Damini is getting nervous and is breathing hard; she's almost scared. Jai begins to kiss her inner thigh, teasing her. He works his way to the silky panties and runs his tongue along the edge. This produces a moan from Damini. His hands slowly pull her panties off and he uses his hands to spread her legs. He restarts his teasing, kissing all around her pussy. Finally his tongue licks her lips. She tenses for a moment and is shaking with nerves. He slowly runs his tongue over her lips, not touching her clit. She's starting to get wet and Jai works his tongue deep into her pussy. He pulls out and slides a finger inside her and begins to pump it in and out. Damini's moans are becoming louder. Then he goes for the clit. The first touch is electric! Her hands come down on his head and pull him in tight. She's getting close but Jai is relentless. He keeps finger-fucking her pussy as he licks her clit. The first orgasm hits like a thunderclap. Her legs wrap around his head as she cums. He keeps licking pushing her into another orgasm. Her back arches and her grip tightens. He finally stops, Damini's breathing hard but has relaxed her grip on Jai.

Jai stands up and removes his pants and undergarment. His cock is hard and precum is dripping from the tip. He reaches into his pants pocket and pulls out a condom and puts it on. He works his way between her legs and places the head of his large cock at the opening of her pussy. Damini watches his every move but doesn't say a word.

"Do you want me to put it in?"

"Yes." She whispers.

"Tell me what you want me to do, I want to hear you say it." He says.

"Put your cock in me."

"You know that's not what I want to hear. I want to hear you say it."

Damini is breathing hard and she can feel the tip of is cock at the entrance of her pussy. It's driving her crazy.

"Just shove your cock in me and fuck me Jai!"

He pushes his cock inside about half way, she's still wet from his earlier licking but she's still tight. Damini moans as his cock slides inside of her and she can feel her pussy stretching. He pulls out and pushes back in. He keeps working in his cock, inch by inch until it's totally inside her. He's on top of her and kissing her deeply as he slowly fucks her. Her legs wrap around his waist trying to pull him deeper. Jai picks up the pace and is really driving into her pussy. He continues to fuck her deeply. He sits up and pulls one of her legs to his chest so that he can gain some leverage and starts pounding her pussy. Damini has never been fucked like this before. Her eyes are wide with fright and amazement. She finds herself fucking back. They both are getting close and are on the verge of cumming.

"Cum with me!" Jai says.

They both moan and cum at the same time. Damini can feel Jai's hot cum through the condom. Jai releases her leg and collapses on the bed next to her. They're both breathing hard and they take a few minutes to regain their composure.

"I want to take you out to a club tonight. I want you to dress really sexy for me so you're going to have to wear a shorter skirt so I can see more of your sexy legs and wear these panties tonight. I have to run some errands so I must leave now. I'll meet you here in the lobby at 8:00. Don't be late."

And with that he gets up and gets dressed and heads for the door.

Damini lies on the bed, taking in everything that has happened. She's sexually satisfied but in a daze as if she can't believe that it just happened.. Then it dawns on her that she should get going to because she's in a room she shouldn't be in and it would be hard to explain why she was there. She quickly gets dressed and leaves. The feeling confused her it was like a dream and when she walked into the bathroom she came back to her senses everything unfolded in front of her and she was staring into the imported Belgium mirror, which her husband was very fond off. In a way she was satisfied to have been so vividly dreaming and carved for someone to do her same way she dreamt. Wake up readers it’s over and time for comments and feedbacks to seekcompany@gmail.com keep me posted on your honest feelings that happened to you while reading through this story.

Yours Lovingly

JJ

Yet Another Matured Women

2008-11-19T00:19:00.000-08:00

Hi, JJ here. All that I can say is these matured women are simply the best to screw around. No pills, no condoms & no urine test. Going straight without wasting time on description. Even though Prabha was a friend of the family, we rarely saw each other as she stayed with her family at Los Angeles and would make frequent trips to India. Only around the holidays we would get to talk. This was all about to change as she and her husband loved to go on long drives and camp during the Christmas time of the year. Her husband had to fall back due unavoidable circumstance & this made me get involved. Since Prabha had an adamant character she invited me to drive for her to the western ghats, we were headed to Gudalur way passed the Niligiris. Friday afternoon she and I packed the car and headed the long drive we talked about a lot of things, laughing most of the time. I began to realize she was putting her hand on my leg an awful lot and I started to enjoy this. I guess this was when I noticed how sexy she could be.

Prabha is a full figured woman with nice looking legs and some rather large breast. Every time she laughed real hard, she would put her hand on my leg and lean forward towards me. This gave me a good view down her shirt. Since she had on no bra, her tits were in plain view when she did lean over. I was really enjoying this, such much that my cock started to get hard and pressed against my shorts, causing a very noticeable bulge. Prabha also noticed and seemed to enjoy her view also. I felt her hand brush up against it nearly every time she put her hand on my leg. This went on for a while as we drove into the night.

It was almost midnight when we both decided we were to tired to make it anymore this happened due to the traffic block on the NH 45 don't forget I am talking of 1998 the NHAI was yet to put up the full Toll roads on this route. We found a hotel at Villupuram a sort of small town en route to Ooty, but they only had a single bed room. I was very excited about getting into bed with her to see where things might go. I thought I might have a chance, I knew that her sex life with her husband had not existed for two or more years. I believe he just lost interest due to his age. Prabha was about ten years younger than him making her around 45, but I hoped that she still needed a good fuck every now and then & I was a full 12 years younger to Prabha. We got up to the room and changed our clothes and I got into bed. She was wearing a thin t-shirt that was mostly see threw, giving any one a good look at her big brown nipples. The shirt came down to her knees, but when she bent over to get things out of her bag I could see her cotton panties and some pubic hair poking out of the sides. I became very horny watching her plump ass, I just wanted to jump up and fuck her where she stood.

Prabha finally climbed into bed beside me and turned off the light. The bed so small and our bodies were touching as we fell asleep. After a couple hours of sleep, I woke and realized I was right up against her back with my cock nestled between her ass cheeks. Then it hit me, Prabha had taken off her panties sometime during the night and also released my cock from my shorts. I tried not to move, but the thought of her bare ass up against me caused my cock to come to a full erection. Not moving an inch , I laid there to see what she would do. Within seconds Prabha pushed back into me and slightly lifted her leg letting my hard cock slide further between her ass cheeks and rest at the entrance of her warm cunt. Prabha turned her head to face me and pushed back one more time. She moaned softly as my cock head rubbed along her clit. I then returned the favor by grinding into her ass and rubbing her clit once more with the head of my cock. Prabha moaned again and I felt her pussy become wetter than before.

"Chris that fells so good, don't stop".

"Are you sure you want to do this Prabha"?

"No, but I'm too horny now to stop. It's been so long since I have had a man between my legs, I'm not going to wait any longer".

I leaned forward and kissed her on her lips while I grabbed her hips and pulled her into me. Prabha opened her mouth and darted her tongue into my mouth. We kissed for several minutes before she rolled over to face me, never breaking our kiss. She tossed her leg over me and raised her self on top of me. Now straddling me, Prabha took off her shirt releasing her huge tits. I reached up and rubbed them and pinched her nipples making her moan. While I played with her tits, Prabha closed her eyes and began grinding her pussy against my rock hard cock.

"Chris, before we go any further you have to promise me that you will not tell anyone about this".

"I promise. This will be our little secret".

With that Prabha sat up and pulled my shorts all the way off and threw them onto the floor. Wrapping her hand around my stiff cock, she started to stroke me very slowly and kiss the head of my cock as she looked into my eyes.

"Do me a favor and please don't cum in my mouth".

"Ok, besides I want us to cum together".

Prabha giggled and then lowered her mouth onto my cock until it touched the back of her throat. She pulled her head up slowly until her lips were wrapped around the tip. I was in heaven as she grabbed my cock and sucked me back into her mouth. Prabha bobbed her head up and down on my shaft and jacked me faster and faster. I laid there for several minutes enjoying this mature woman sucking the hell out of my dick. As I watched my cock slide in and out of her mouth I felt myself about to cum so I lifted her head.

"Now it's your turn, if you want me to".

"Yes I do, but I must warn you, I'm going to cum pretty quick".

"I hope you do".

I leaned up and we locked lips as she laid down on her back and spread her legs. Never breaking our kiss I moved between her legs and pressed my cock firmly against her hairy pussy. I kissed my way down her body stopping at her breast, sucking her hard nipples into my mouth. Continuing down between her legs my tongue found her clit. I licked and sucked on her clit until she began raising her hips up and down humping my face. Prabha came quickly like she said she would, but I continued to lick her pussy until she came a second time. Just one more orgasm, then I would fuck her. I slide my tongue deep into her wet pussy so that I could really taste her juices as she came for a third time. Her juices rolled down my tongue and onto my chin as I buried my face in her hairy cunt.

After I wiped off my face with the sheets, I leaned over her body and kissed her letting her taste what I had tasted. She grabbed the back of my head and shoved her tongue deep into my mouth . With her other hand she guided my cock to her pussy. Slowly I pushed passed her swollen lips until I was completely inside her. Prabha lifted her legs high into the air and grabbed my ass as I pumped my manhood in and out of her wet pussy.

"Oh god, you feel so good Chris".

"You like that. Do you want me to fuck you real hard"?

"Mmmmm, yes. Fuck me as hard as you can. Make me come again".

I pounded my cock in and out of her as hard as I could as she moaned and screamed for more. In no time at all we were both sweating as our bodies slapped together. After about good 10 minutes of hardcore fucking I finally came inside her. Filling her up with my cum. We laid there exhausted from our session and fell fast asleep. We vowed to continue our affair when we arrived back home, and we did. Every time we had the chance we had sex until she and her husband decided to settle down in Australia . She is still with her husband, but she is my sex buddy. There is nothing like fucking an older woman, enquires welcomed along with your valuable comments and feedbacks.

Yours Lovingly

JJ