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Hello everyone. I hope you are all safe and fine. Here is a continuation of me fucking Kirti like the pretty married slut she is for me.
I will recommend reading the first part before this.
I took some lube on my palm and stroked my dick with a very tight grip. Make it remember what it’s going to be like and better last long. She is not going to settle for a few seconds of action. Boy, was I so wrong about it.
I held her thighs and pulled her to the edge of the bed, rubbed the dick on her pussy. I gave her pretty pussy a few slaps with my hard dick before we locked strong eye contact. I pulled back enough to adjust the dick between her lips and gave it a slow but firm push.
Kirti moaned as she felt my dick tip stretching her lips.
Kirti: Aaah! Yes.
Her pussy was super tight and warm. That bitch kept intense eye contact during the whole penetration. I was barely a few inches inside her, so I pulled back. My dicks knocked hard against her lips. Kirti held her pussy lips so tight that there was no going back. She was smiling at me like a little devil.
Kirti: Umph. Shove it in deep!
I, too, accepted my fate and slammed it with full force. She screamed and moaned along with me as we felt what had just happened. Her boobs jiggling to my thrust was amazing. I pulled back a little before thrusting it all back inside her again.
I was picking up my pace with every shot, and we started fucking. Her hands let go of her legs and found themselves wrapped around my neck. We still stared and moaned to each other’s faces sharing a few kisses.
Her nipples were getting so hard and pinkish from all the heat. They rocked back and forth with the flow of our fucking. Her legs were not free at all. They locked up behind my back and aggressively complimented my every push with a pull.
My fucking dick explored her depth and made sure there is no way I could pull out of her pussy. I did not plan to take my dick out of her pussy anyway. I just wanted to make sure she orgasmed before me.
We both were now going at it like rabbits, slamming my dick inside her faster. Oh, I so loved to see her eyes roll back and her brain just shut off. She was just a zombie now. She knows she needs a dick to survive.
Kirti: I’m so happy! Give me more and more of your cock. Ah! Fuck me, baby! Fuck me good. Ugh.
Her fucking moans were making me weak. That bitch was hugging me and latched onto me like a baby. Her lips were right against my ears. Her erotic moans, along with her pussy muscles flexing and milking my dick, was too much for me.
With a swift move, I pulled both her hands off me and pinned them on top of her head, then I just placed the other palm on her lips and proceeded to fuck the shit out of her. Her boobs kept jumping up and down with the pace of my thrusts.
The plan worked. The dominating move and the pussy wrecking deep strokes made her orgasm. What followed was just out of this world. Firstly, her pussy temperature went from warm to burning hot. She moaned so loud that it was hard for me to muffle her with my palm.
Her throbbing pussy clamped onto my dick as her cum rushed out of her. I, too, moaned, hearing her crave for me and feeling my dick getting so much love from her throbbing hot pussy.
Me: Ahhhh! I’m cumming!
With that, I slammed my dick deep right till her cervix. Within seconds, I shot load after a load of my hot thick cum inside her. I could feel her pussy muscles milking it till there was no more.
Kirti: Fuck yes! So good. Cum inside me, Aman. Umph, fill my womb with your babies. Ahhh! Just like that.
We both were panting and breathing heavily with mixed emotions and pleasure. No, I did not pull out of her even then and rested on her in the same position. My face rested between her boobs as she stroked and played with my hair.
It was a nice feeling her heartbeat and watching her boobs go up and down with each breath she took. Obviously, I sucked on them right away and teased her erect nipples.
Finally, I pulled out the limp dick from her. The bedsheet was destroyed from all the mixed cum. She got up and sucked the remaining cum off my dick. She then fell back on the bed, running her finger on the pussy and checking the cum inside.
Kirti: You came so deep in me. I can still feel your cums warmth in me but can’t reach it. Good lord, look how much did you cum!
Me: I haven’t cummed since my last sex.
Kirti: That explains this huge load.
Me: Making you cum is my favourite thing to do.
Kirti: Aww! So much worried for my pleasure? So sweet of you.
Me: BTW, What time do you leave?
Kirti: I’ll leave tomorrow morning with you.
Me: To tum puri raat ho yaha, pati maan gaya? (So you’re here all night long, your husband doesn’t have any issue?)
Kirti: Haan ji. Bilkul maan gya. (Indeed, all clear. No issues at all from his side.)
Me: Aisa kya chutiya banaya uska? (How did you fool him to let you go?)
Kirti: Woh to bas ban gaya. Raat tak kuch boli nahi. Aaj subh bas taiyaar hui aur nikal gayi bol ke ki saheli akeli hai ghar pe aur usko bohut sadma hai. Support dene ja rahi hu kal aaungi. Ye bol ke nikal gayi isse phele woh kuch aur puchta.
(Oh, it just happened. I didn’t say anything to him at night. I just got up today morning and told him that my girlfriend is alone and going through mental stress. That she needs my support, and I’ll be back tomorrow. I just said this and hurried out of there.)
Me: Kya baat, tabhi bolu ab tak aaram se kyu leti ho. (I see, that’s why you’re lying here so calmly.)
Kirti: Haan, google pe padha tha raat ko he ki konse bahane ache hai. Fir saheli ke ghar ja ke ready hui. Usse ye dress li and cab kar ke aa gayi tere pass.
(Yup. I Googled it late at night on excuses to meet extramarital affairs behind my husband’s back. Then I went to my girlfriend’s place to doll up and get ready. I got a cab and got here to meet you)
Me: “Support” dene. (And to give me “Support”.)
Kirti: Haan, tereko “Support” dene aai aur tune ache se le li. (Yeah, I came here to give you “Support”, and you took it like a champ.)
Me: Just say that I fuck you better than your husband ever could, baby girl.
Kirti: Yes, you do, my Tiger. It must be good to hear, right?
Me: Oh yes. It does from a lovely lady like you.
After a few more exchanges of words, we made out some more. It was passionate lovemaking with her on top of me, humping with her moist pussy on my semi-hard dick, rubbing her soft breast on my chest and her luscious lips missing mine. Biting each other all over the neck and face.
Me: You’re so cute. I want to make you moan
Kirti: I’m yours, baby. Do whatever you want with me.
Me: In that case, let’s make out under the hot shower and then fuck you like a good girl?
Kirti: No! You know I like that slutty nature of mine, no more good girl.
Kirti gets off me and walks to the washroom entrance, showing her curves and back. She then looks back and says in a very sweet babyish voice.
Kirti: Let’s make out under the hot shower, and you get to fuck me like a good slut!
I had no word. I was speechless with her naked body and the fact she was not interested in me as a lover. She just wanted to feel like a slut without mercy. With that, I just walked up to her. She held my hand, walking in front of me as we entered the new playground for her sexual pleasure.
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