Hearing the bell on the door, Anju woke up and looked at the wall clock. Oh My God, its “8”. She hurried to the kitchen and took the milk pan. “I need to run. Otherwise, the milkman will go away.”
She forgot that she was wearing only pink low-waist boxers with a yellow sports bra. The boxers were so tight that a line drew in its middle, revealing her pussy slit and its mound. The sports bra exposed more than half of her 38-sized milky melons.
Her brown colour big areola and raisin-sized nipples as their topping were peeking through the soft cloth of her bra. Her pink voluptuous body, fleshy arms and thighs, the fleshy curves of her waist followed by the big round ass and long black hairs swaying over her waist.
Even wrapped in clothes, they were capable of making anyone hard, so what to say in this dress. Anju was in her 30s. She worked in an advertising company. Her husband was abroad and rarely came. Her feminine urge and physical desire didn’t let her sleep at night.
So she wore very less clothes and used to admire her body in the mirror. When she felt excited, she fingered herself to get an orgasm. A big stain of it was visible in the centre of her boxers now also. As she opened the door, she was astonished.
Who stood there wasn’t a milkman. A well-built African man was wearing a grey sleeveless vest and Puma shorts with shoes. Broad shoulders, Muscular arms, chest almost 44 inches tapering down to the waist of 32 inches and sculptured thighs.
For a few seconds, she was hypnotized by him. She looked at him from top to bottom, mesmerized by his body and his masculine odour. She realized that he, too, was exploring her half-naked body. His eyes measured the beautiful round melons on her curvy waist.
Then stopped at the stain just in the middle of her pussy mound. She noticed a slight bulge in the centre of his shorts.
She asked him, “What do you want?”
He replied, “Mam, My name is Mark, and I am from Tanzania. I have opened a gym in your building. Just came to request you to take a membership please.”
Saying this, he again looked at her body greedily. He said, “Mam, can I come in, please.”
Anju couldn’t say anything. She just got aside, giving him the way to come inside. Mark came inside, and Anju closed the door. She offered him a seat and brought a glass of water. As she bent to give him water his eyes looked at her melons oozing out of her sports bra.
Anju felt a bit uncomfortable. But at the same time, something inside her enjoyed being watched by this stranger lustfully. She sat beside him, and he started showing him the gym magazine women. She was watching the magazine. The masculine smell of Mark was intoxicating her.
Mark was brushing his fingers on her milky white thigh while turning the pages. With every page, the pressure of his finger increased on her thigh. Mark shifted himself near her. His strong arm was touching her now. He showed her the pic of a voluptuous bikini woman.
Resting the back of his hand on her thigh, he said, “After a few months, you will also look like this, mam.” Anju had got excited by now. Her feminine desire wanted Mark to take her. She looked into his eyes and asked,” And how do I look now?”
Mark understood what she meant, so he put the magazine on the table and, leaning towards her, said, “Please stand up. Let me see.” There was a command in his voice that Anju liked being a female. Anju stood up like an obedient student. Mark stood in front of her.
His fingers combed her hair to a side. Anju felt his fingers moving over her neck and shoulders as he said, “Your neck is perfectly shaped.” His fingers moved to her collarbone down to her arms, pressing the flesh of her arms and rubbing his fingers over it.
Anju’s eyes were getting closed now with pleasure. He said, “Gym will make your muscles tight like this.” Before she could think, he removed his tee shirt and placed her hand on his muscular chest. Anju tried to remove her hand, but he held it tight and pressed it on his chest again.
Her index finger was on his black nipple. She didn’t realize when her finger started rolling over his black nipple. He sighed and said, “Oh, Baby, you do it well. Why don’t you use your tongue for it?” Holding her neck from behind, he pressed his face on his chest.
Anju had lost control over herself. She opened her soft lips and took his nipple in it. “Oh, my baby,” he sighed, and Anju started moving her tongue all over his nipple, giving soft bites with her teeth. With every bite, he moaned. Anju lifted her right hand and started caressing his other nipple.
She was sucking and biting his right nipple and pinching the left one with her nails. Mark started turning wild and he was groaning now. He placed his hands on her ass cheeks and lifted her in excitement. “Oh, my baby doll, do it. You are wonderful.”
Anju got more excited and started shifting her lips on both nipples. Sucking and biting them and moving her head to and fro. Mark’s body was shivering with pleasure. His big hands were kneading her round ass cheeks, digging his fingers in the crack.
He pushed Anju on the sofa and pulled her legs. Her head was resting on the arm of the sofa. He came behind her head and bent down and, with a jerk, lifted her sports bra and took her big brown areola into his mouth. His big mouth was sucking her breast like a baby.
She was lifting her body to give it full in his mouth. He was squeezing her breast like a mango. His tongue swirled all over her aerola and nipple, biting it with his teeth. His bites were hard. It was painful for her. She moaned, “Oh, you beast, do it slowly.”
But instead of listening to her, he pressed his nipple in her mouth. Anju also started sucking his nipple biting it hard with her teeth. He held both her breasts with his big black hands and squeezed them like juicy mangoes while sucking them. His mouth pulled her breasts fully in it, sucked it and released it.
Anju, sucking and biting his nipples, was throwing her body up and moaning in pleasure. He sucked her breasts, making her nipples sore. He lifted his face and looked into her eyes greedily. He placed his lips on hers. He started chewing her lips, pushing his long darting tongue deep inside her mouth.
Anju started responding. She gave him her tongue, and he started sucking it hungrily. Her eyes were closed, and she was enjoying his kiss and his rough hands moving all over her breasts and stomach. He hissed, “Give me your spit, baby. I want to taste you.”
Anju, like an obedient slave, collected it on her tongue and offered it to his tongue. His tongue swirled over hers and took it as if it was a sweet nectar and he hissed, “More baby.” Anju started doing it again and again. Every time she gave her nectar in his mouth, his wilderness increased, and he asked for more.
Anju was fully intoxicated with his wilderness and was obeying her. He sucked and chewed her lips. His tongue licked her lips, chin and cheeks, making them all wet. Anju was breathing hard, moaning with pleasure, “Oh, you beast, eat me. Ah, it is so good.”
He lifted his face and hissed. She could see the animal in him. He came near her legs, and holding them mercilessly, he pulled her to him. Now her waist was resting on the sofa arm, lifted. He pulled her boxers and threw them, separating her legs apart brought his lips between her legs.
She could feel his hot breath hitting her pussy lips. She held his head with her hands and, pressing it over her treasure, said, “Do it, you beast.” He pressed his fat lips on her pussy. His tongue moved down to up, from her ass crack to the little man’s boat on the top of her pussy.
Anju shivered with pleasure, and her body went up. She screamed in excitement, “Oh, you fucking beast, do it more.” Mark started rolling his tongue all over her pussy lips and pressing its tip on the bottom of it. His tongue moved all over her pussy, kissing it, licking it, and even chewing it with his teeth.
Anju was shivering with pleasure, screaming for him to do more and more. Mark opened her pussy with his fingers and shoved his tongue inside it. His long darting tongue moved in and out of her pussy, licking her juices. Anju screamed with pleasure, “Oh My God, baby, do it, fuck me with your tongue.”
Mark started moving his head up and down fucking her pussy with his tongue. Anju’s pussy was totally wet, and she said, “Come on, you beast, fuck me now. I want you inside me.” Mark got up and removed his shorts. His 9-inch long and 6 inches fat monster sprung out.
Anju shivered with fear, looking at it. “It’s so long, you beast, you are going to tear off my pussy.” She tried to get up, but Mark pushed her onto the sofa and lifted her legs high. Placing his cock on her pussy and pushed it deep inside.
Anju screamed with pain, “Oh, you mother fucker, you animal, oh, please take it out, I m dying.” But Mark didn’t seem to listen. He spread her legs apart and started pumping it in and out of her pussy. Anju was banging her head on the sofa and hitting his chest with her hands.
But the merciless beast was tearing her pussy with his monster tool. He kept on pumping it. Slowly, Anju started enjoying it. She pulled his head and started kissing him, scratching his back with her nails. Now, she was moving her waist up and down, taking his tool inside her.
Mark kissed her deeply and went on pumping his cock in and out. He turned Anju like a tender bird and, holding her waist, lifted it. He brought her into a doggy position and shoved his cock in her pussy from behind. He held her hair with his hand.
Anju’s head was high, and she was screaming with pleasure. Mark kept on fucking her hard. Every time he pushed his cock inside, Anju screamed.
Suddenly he held her waist hard and shouted, “Oh, I am going to cum, baby.” He pushed his cock deep inside her. Anju also screamed high, and one shot after the other, he filled her pussy with his thick cum. Anju was lying on the sofa, breathing hard and Mark over her. Kissing her back and her neck.
At last, after long, the feminist urge of Anju was fulfilled. She turned and kissed him and said, “I am so much in love with you, my beast.” He kissed her back and said, “Keep yourself ready, baby. This beast is going to make you do many more things in future.” Saying this, he left, and Anju fell on the bed, smiling at herself.
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