As I stepped into Prem’s abode, a shiver ran down my spine. The anticipation of what was to come had my pussy dripping already. The air was heavy and electric, our eyes locking briefly, a silent promise of the pleasure to come. Moving through the rooms, I felt like a sacrifice being led to the altar, my heart pounding with excitement.
“Make yourself comfortable,” Prem’s voice, low and husky, broke the silence. “Take off your bra, let those beautiful tits breathe.” I bit my lip, feeling my nipples hardening under my thin blouse. I wanted to please him, to be a good girl, so I reached back and unclasped my bra, letting my full breasts spill out. The cool air sent goosebumps over my sensitive skin.
Taking a seat on the couch, I imagined Prem and his wife in this very spot. I pictured her, naked and wanton, riding his thick cock while he squeezed her tits. Her moans filling the room as she came hard on his dick. But now, it was my turn to seduce him, and the thought made my pussy clench with need.
Soon, Prem reappeared, a sexy smirk on his face as he took in my half-naked body. His eyes darkened with desire as he approached, his gaze burning into me. Kneeling before me, he reached out and gently caressed my thighs, his touch sending sparks through me.
“You are gorgeous, Sandya,” he whispered hoarsely. “But I’ve been dreaming of tasting you ever since Abu Dhabi.”
Without waiting for another second, Prem leaned forward and pressed his mouth against my thigh, his breath hot through the thin material of my panties. Slowly, he kissed his way up, his lips grazing my sensitive skin, until he reached my soaking wet center.
“Mmm, you are so wet,” he murmured, pulling my panties to the side. I whimpered as he teased my engorged clit with gentle flicks of his tongue, my hips bucking slightly. Then, with a hungry gaze, he parted my folds, revealing my swollen, needy flesh. “Your pussy is so pretty, just like a teen girl’s,” he said, his voice thick with arousal. “I bet your mouth feels just as tight.”
Hearing his comparison of me to teen girls excited me even further. I wanted to show him just how tight and talented my mouth could be. But first, I wanted to taste his desire for me.
Prem buried his face in my core, his tongue lapping at my juices greedily. He moaned softly as he drank me in, his fingers probing my sensitive flesh. I whimpered and squirmed, my hands tangling in his hair as I pulled him closer, needing more. “Suck on it, Prem,” I pleaded. “Suck my clit like you mean it.”
Obliging my request, he sucked my swollen bud into his mouth, teasing it with gentle sucking motions while his fingers plunged into my aching hole. I rocked my hips, riding his fingers as his mouth worked its magic. His skilled touches had me climbing higher and higher, sparks of pleasure shooting through me.
“Oh, fuck, Prem! I am gonna cum!” I cried out, my body tensing as the first wave of pleasure hit me. Prem didn’t stop, his tongue and fingers working in tandem as he milked my orgasm from me. My juices coated his face, and he moaned in satisfaction, clearly loving the taste of me.
Pulling him up to lie next to me, I kissed him deeply, tasting myself on his lips. “Now, it’s your turn,” I whispered, a lustful glint in my eye.
Prem stood and undid his pants, releasing his thick, hard cock. I stroked it gently, feeling its warmth and the pulsing veins. Looking up at him, I licked my lips before leaning forward to take just the tip into my mouth, savoring the taste of his precum.
“Your mouth,” Prem groaned, “it feels so fucking good. It’s like a tight, wet pussy.” His words sent a thrill through me as I relaxed my throat to take more of him in. I bobbed my head, my hand working in tandem, caressing his balls. I wanted to please him, to show him how much I enjoyed his thick cock.
Prem’s fingers tangled in my hair, guiding my movements as he thrust his hips gently. “That’s it, baby, suck it like you suck her tits,” he growled. “Take me deep and milk me dry.”
His words, encouraging me to imagine his wife’s breasts in my mouth, drove me wild. I moaned softly, the vibrations pleasing us both as I hollowed my cheeks and sucked hard. Prem’s breathing became ragged as he neared the edge, his control slipping.
Suddenly, he pulled me away, his desire-darkened eyes meeting mine. “I want to try something,” he said hoarsely. “Straddle me, but don’t take my cock just yet.”
Curious, I did as he asked, my pussy aching to be filled by his thickness. Below me, Prem’s cock throbbed, droplets of precum glistening at the tip. “Suck it,” he instructed, “but keep your eyes on me.”
I leaned forward, taking his length into my mouth, tasting the salty musk of his desire. My pussy hovered over his tip, both of us yearning for the moment we would become one. I sucked and bobbed my head, my tongue swirling, as I ground my clit against his shaft.
“Fuck, Sandya, that feels so good!” Prem groaned, his hands squeezing my breasts. “Now, lower that hot pussy onto my cock. I want to feel you envelop me.”
With a slow, deliberate movement, I sank down onto his thickness, impaling myself on his steely rod. We both moaned at the incredible sensation, our eyes locking as we became joined in sinful pleasure. My hands braced on the back of the couch, I leaned forward, offering my heavy tits to him.
“Suck them,” Prem demanded, his voice thick with need. “Suck my cock at the same time.” I obeyed, leaning further forward until my mouth reached his erection, still buried inside me. I bobbed my head, sucking and tasting our combined juices, while Prem tweaked and rolled my erect nipples between his skilled fingers.
The sensation of having my mouth and pussy filled, while my tits were played with skillfully, pushed me closer to the edge. I rocked my hips, riding his cock while my mouth worked feverishly. Prem’s hips thrust up to meet my movements, his eyes never leaving mine.
“You are a fucking goddess, Sandya,” he growled, his hands squeezing my breasts harder. “I want to paint your body with my cum.”
Hearing his words, I quickened my pace, determined to make him explode. I wanted to feel his hot cum coating my body, marking me as his. Suddenly, Prem tensed beneath me, his fingers digging into my flesh as he began to unload.
I swallowed greedily, milking his cock with my mouth as he filled me with his essence. His hands gripped me tightly, holding me in place as he rode out his intense orgasm. Finally, he relaxed, and I collapsed next to him, our sweaty bodies sticking together.
Prem pulled me close, his arms possessive around me as he kissed my shoulder softly. “That,” he whispered, “was mind-blowing. You are one sexy woman, Sandya, and I can’t wait to explore more fantasies with you.”
Blushing, I snuggled into his embrace, knowing that this was just the beginning of many erotic encounters that would push us both to the limits of our desires. For now, I was content to stay wrapped in Prem’s arms, feeling loved and truly desired.
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