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Hello everyone, this is Namrata here. I am back with the next part of my raunchy moments with my lovely Rahul. So without any more delay, let us hop into the story.
In the previous part, you read that I planned to take Rahul to my farmhouse. So it was decided that Rishi would drop Rahul and me in the car and return the next day. So as you all know, the moment I asked Rahul’s mother to take him with me, she immediately said yes.
And why won’t she? She is my childhood friend, almost like a sister to me. So all our bags were packed. I had already decided that I would kill my dear Rahul with sexual arousal and sexual pleasure. My bag was full of sexy clothes that I had specifically selected to get Rahul’s cock rock hard.
I called Rishi to ask him whether he was ready to leave or not. He said he would be reaching our home at 4 pm after picking Rahul up. I started to get dressed up for leaving.
I wore a white chiffon saree, with colorful floral designs printed all over the saree. My saree was quite thin, soft and transparent. As I had mentioned before, I will not have any mercy on this kid on sexual grounds. Yes, he is 29 years old, but he is a kid for me. I have literally raised him along with his mother.
I wore a black cotton blouse, which was a bit transparent. My blouse was not too sexy, but it would succeed in giving Rahul an erection. I am a healthy-looking voluptuous woman. I know that Rahul drools after seeing me in these sexy chiffon sarees.
I also wear a nose stud because this gives my face a raw sexy appearance. Rahul himself had said this to me many times. I usually put light shade lipstick or go with the lip gloss. And this naughty kid always smooches my lips whenever he gets a chance in public.
So many times, he had just kissed me deep and passionately as soon as he found some alone time with me at social events. As a result of that, he always gets my panties wet. Because of this idiot only, I always carry an extra pair of fresh panties in my bag.
I always carry a small bag that acts as a bag and a purse for me. So finally, I was ready and good to go. Rishi and Rahul arrived shortly. After checking all the doors, we locked the house and were on the way. I made Rahul sit with me in the back seat. Rishi won’t mind because he knows how much I pamper Rahul.
Rahul was sitting on my left and was behaving as if he was a very innocent guy. But I know that he will do something to me, which will cause my pussy juices to flow. Rahul made Rishi stop at a general store and told me that he would be back shortly. He was back with a few cans of coke. We were on the way again.
It usually takes 3 hours to reach my farmhouse. After just one hour of drive, we usually hit off-roads. Because of those off-road, it takes an hour extra for us to reach. As soon as Rishi started driving, the devil beside me was on with his work.
Rahul placed his right hand on my left thigh as I sat on the right side. Rishi could not see that as I was sitting exactly behind his driving seat. Rahul kept his hand on my left thigh and looked at me. My eyes met him, and he immediately realized that his Namrata aunty was excited.
It has been seven years since we both have been making love to each other. We both can read each other’s minds just through mere eye contact. Without breaking the eye contact, Rahul started slowly massaging my left thigh. Within a few seconds, my eyes seemed drowsy with desire and pleasure.
Already I was sexually excited regarding our farmhouse trip. Rahul was making me wetter between my legs. Rahul now started massaging my left thigh with a bit of passionate vigor. I just closed my eyes, and a low sigh escaped my lips. Rahul was rubbing my left inner thigh now, that too on top of my saree.
I was already going nuts. As if this was not enough, he cupped my pussy all of a sudden over my saree. I have no idea how I stopped myself from moaning out loud. My mouth was open, and I exhaled heavily from my mouth. I then opened my eyes and looked at Rahul.
He looked at me with desire-filled eyes as if he would chew me completely. I glanced at Rishi and then pulled Rahul’s right arm towards me, indicating him to sit closer to me. I then whispered in his right ear while still breathing a bit hard.
I said, “You idiot, can’t you control yourself even for a little while?” He replied, “Oh really, aunty? Your eyes were oozing sexual desire when I massaged your massive thighs over your thin saree.” I frowned at him playfully and hit his thighs a bit hard.
He made a fake painful face and then smiled for a bit. He whispered in my ears and said, “Aunty, I want to taste your pussy.” My eyes got a bit big out of unbelief. I asked him, “What? Are you crazy, Rahul?” He said, “I have done this many times, aunty. So what is the problem?”
I said, “We can get caught red-handed, Rahul. It’s very risky. We cannot escape from getting caught all the time.” I was unaware, but I said these words with sexual excitement, clearly reflected in my voice.
Rahul caught my excitement with ease and said, “I know your pussy is very wet, aunty. I am dying to slurp those warm, delicious nectar of yours.” After hearing him say those words, my vagina got wetter and wetter. I was even feeling my panties getting soaked in my sexual secretions.
I knew Rahul wouldn’t stop. He will do it. I whispered in his ears with a bit of sexual desperation, “My dear, please wait for a bit. After a while, it’s going to get dark. You can go down on me at that time.” Sometimes I fail to figure out the kind of control this kid has on me.
Rahul makes me feel so feminine that I lose my mind every time. He makes me feel like a real woman. After a while, it was dark, and we also hit the off-road. Rishi had to drive slow as the road was not good. At the same time, Rahul was rubbing, cupping, clutching, and fondling my vagina over my saree.
I was so wet. Rahul fondled me so deliberately that my petticoat got drenched with my pussy juices. Pussy odor cannot be hidden. I think my saree too absorbed a bit of my sexual scent. Rahul was already desperate to taste my pussy, and he didn’t delay.
He said to Rishi, “Bhaiya, when we reach the farmhouse, please wake me up. I don’t have the patience to sit anymore.” Saying this, Rahul laid his head on my lap. Rishi had no idea what was going on at this back. Rahul buried his face into my saree pleats, where my pussy would be, and sniffed deeply.
I exhaled out of desire. This kid makes me feel so desirable. Rahul rubbed his face on my saree pleats as if he was trying to feel the softness of my saree. I had worn a chiffon saree. I also knew how soft and sexy it feels against a man’s tough skin.
Rahul has already told me all things he loves about me. We both have no secrets from each other. He kept massaging his face on my saree-covered pussy, and then he slowly started raising my saree. He caught the hem of my saree and started lifting it slowly.
As soon as the hem of my saree reached my mid-thighs, Rahul started licking my freshly exposed naked thighs. He enjoyed the heat and warmth of my heavy thighs and the musk of my wet pussy. It was sexually radiating from my vagina. He continued hiking my saree and licking the exposed flesh.
He soon reached my pussy, and just paused for a while. I knew my panties were completely drenched with my juices. He lightly nuzzled his nose on my wet panty and sniffed it. And then he just buried his nose in my panty-covered pussy, and sniffed it with a lot of passion.
My goodness, this kid was killing me with his sexual desperation. Then he pulled my panty gusset aside and gave a long slow lick on my wet pussy slit. I jerked a bit powerfully. Because it was dark, Rishi could not come to know.
Rahul started lapping at my pussy, and I started gyrating my hips according to his mouth and tongue. He did every single thing to my pussy. He licked, sucked, slurped, and even chewed my pussy lips playfully. He took my pussy lips into his mouth and slurped them.
He used to suck my pussy lips into his mouth and shake his head passionately. This kid knows how to eat a woman’s pussy. Rahul was eating my pussy from a side angle. It was a bit uncomfortable for him, but still, he ate my pussy soo damn good.
He used to alternate between lashing his tongue on my swollen clit, tongue-fucking my pussy hole, and eating my entire pussy hungrily. Slurping sounds were getting audible in the car. I indicated to Rahul with my hands to stop producing slurping sounds.
While he ate my pussy, my hands passionately grabbed his hair and head. The pleasure was soo intense that I had to grab the driver’s seat to make me stable. And sometimes, I used to throw my head back and lean back into the seat, with my mouth open and gasping for air.
I orgasmed atleast four times while he sexually destroyed my pussy with his mouth and tongue. I forced Rahul to stop eating my pussy, because I was shivering out of pleasure, and I could not take anymore. I wiped Rahul’s face with my saree pallu, drenched with my pussy juices.
His chin was glistening with my vaginal outpour. I adjusted my panty back on my pussy lips and lowered my saree. Rahul helped me with it. He was still lying on my lap. I took his face into my hands, leaned in a bit, and locked my lips with his. I tongue kissed him, and he kissed me back well.
After breaking the kiss, I seductively licked his lips and sat straight. We both smiled at each other. But the thing was, we both were too damn horny by then. After half an hour, we reached my farmhouse. We parked the car inside and decided to unload it after a while. We all got into the house.
Rishi said he wanted to doze off a bit as he had been driving for four hours. As soon as Rishi lay down on the sofa and closed his eyes, Rahul grabbed my hand and pulled me into a room. Nothing was arranged properly in the room. But did Rahul care even a bit?
We both were burning out of sexual arousal all through the journey. We both just looked at each other once and then pounced on each other. Our lips met in a deep, hard, and brutal kiss. We both were orally assaulting each other’s lips. Our saliva was just copiously flowing into each other’s mouths.
There was a dusted recliner at the end of the room. Rahul took me there without breaking our hungry kiss and pushed me back on the recliner. He removed his shorts as soon as possible and threw his underwear away. He hurriedly lifted my saree and yanked my wet panties down.
He placed his rock-hard cock on my pussy lips. He rubbed his cock head furiously against my dripping pussy. He just plunged his cock into my burning pussy. We both moaned together, and he just fucked me like anything. He banged his hard cock into my pussy until we burst into orgasms.
We both were breathing very hard. We just laid there and fell into a short sleep, only to wake up and fuck again. For now, I will be back soon with the next part. You can email me at [email protected] then. Bye.
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