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Kishan’s hand over the boobs clasps my jaw, and his lips lock again and continue to suck my lips. His hand moves from my jaw to encircle my neck and continues to eat my lips. Our tongues automatically exchange into each other’s mouths.
His busy hand moves from my neck to squeeze my juicy boobs lightly. His hand moves from my boobs and grabs my heavy ass cheeks. His other hand, too, moves to caress my ass cheek.
Both hands, in unison, squeeze the fleshy ass cheeks as his lips move, sucking from my lips to my chin and slowly to my neck. Oh god, his strong squeeze of my shaky ass cheeks feels soo good.
“Ah,” I moaned as his lips continued to suck my neck. His hand moves around ass to boobs, boobs to belly. While his lips sucked my neck, his eyes watched the mountainous boobs underneath.
His fingers hurriedly started to unhook the blouse buttons. Once three buttons were undone, he neatly pulled out one of my gigantic boobs. His lips quickly move from the neck to suck the boobs.
His mouth caught my nipples and the surrounding flesh. He sucks my nipples long and long, teasing me with his tongue. “Ah, Kishan,” I played with his hair. His hand around my hips eased my body into him, making more flesh of my boobs into his mouth.
After three long sucks, his lips travel back to kiss my lips again. While sucking each other’s lips, he brings his finger between our lips, drenching it with both of our saliva. This finger immediately travels inside my saree, reaching my pussy which was already moist.
His moist finger rubbed and massaged the clitoral hood, pussy, and the area around. Oh god, it felt like heaven. Kishan’s lips sucked my chin, his strong arm hugging around my navel. His fingers rhythmically massaged my one boob, which popped out of my blouse.
My moans are louder, “Ahh.” His lips drink every bit of honey off my lips. We move backwards. While walking backwards, he yanks the saree completely away from my body.
His hands grab the fleshy ass cheeks raw. He inserts his hand into the panty and squeezes every skin of my thick ass cheeks. We walked backwards until we fell over the three-seater sofa.
He places me gently on the cushiony sofa, leaving my legs dangling over the sofa’s handrest. He stretches my panty and watches my neatly shaved pussy. His hand then travels all along to my boobs, pressing them.
“Oh, Nivedita. How lucky Deepak is to have you.”
Kishan climbs over me, and my arm automatically raises over my head. His lips never tired of my lips kisses, and he sucks them again. He pushes my body up. I move my body, resting my head comfortably on the sofa’s handrest.
He parts my panty slightly away, his fingers grab my pussy and massage them. His lips caress my lips, and his fingers continue to play with my pussy. Kissing my lips, he unbuckles his belt and yanks his pants low to his knee.
He pulls out the huge dark thick cock out of his white underwear. His dick was similar in size to my husband’s. The moment he was preparing his cock to enter me. I broke the kiss and watched his cock with an open mouth.
He drenched his fingers with his saliva and lubricated my already wet pussy. He then rubbed the mixture of his saliva and my pussy juices over his dick head. Oh god, his dick looked firmer and rock-hard. My pussy lips quivered, waiting for this cock to enter.
He raises one leg and positions his dick head, and drives into me. With my panty still on, I obstructed the easy passage of his cock. I hold the panty easing his huge cock to enter my waiting pussy.
He pushes his thick nervy rod into my wet drenched pussy raw without any protection. I watched his eyes as his cock travelled deep, exploring the inside of my pussy. Like a knife cutting the cake, his huge rod cut into me.
“Ah.” Oh my god, watching his gritted teeth as he pulls and pushes his thick cock into my pussy. He keeps pushing his cock in and out of my pussy with his pants halfway down to the knees. I wrap my bare leg around his legs.
He slides his body on the corner of the sofa fucking me sideways. His hand held the popped-out boobs, and his cock continued to fuck me. I tilted my head backwards with my hands tightly clutching the cloth of the sofa. His face was near my armpits.
I could feel his warm breath and little cries as his cock continued to thrust into my pussy. His lips start to suck my shoulder. Oh god. I purse my lips tightly close in pleasure. He inserts his finger into my mouth, drenching with saliva.
His cock halfway into my pussy, his saliva-drenched finger rubs over the pussy lips. “Ah, Kishan,” my eyes open and close. My lips turn dry. His hand was now tightly holding the parted end of the blouse. With every blow, his force on the blouse increased.
The force of his grasp tore the last two buttons of the blouse. He grabbed my bare boob and squeezed them. He was pushing me from the sofa. My head slid down from the sofa, inches away from the floor. My ass and pussy continued to rest on the sofa.
He continues to fuck me. “No, no.” I stop and detach away, climbing out of the sofa. Since I saw my marriage picture upside down hanging on the wall. “No, Kishan,” I cry in agony. Kishan stands up with his huge nervy dick shaking moist with my juices. He walks towards me.
I turn my face away and start walking to the bedroom. He grabs my hand, “Nivedita, don’t worry, it’s just one time, that’s all.” I free my hand and continue to walk to the bedroom. He grabs my hand again and pulls my body into his body.
He hugged me with his hand, pulling low the loosely hung panty. He massaged my soft fleshy ass cheeks. His lips kissed my lips. I push him away and run to the bedroom. As I ran, my one bare boob and my meaty ass cheeks jiggled.
I stop near the bedroom door with my bare back and ass facing Kishan, who followed me. Kishan hugs me from behind, pressing his erection on my ass cheeks. He slides his hands, freeing the second boob out of the blouse. His strong hands squeezed my boobs hard.
I tilt my head back, resting over his shoulders. Did I surrender to him now? His hands squeezing my boobs, moves to rub my pussy. I clasp his hand, rubbing my pussy. His lips kissed and sucked the back of my neck now. We enter the bedroom.
I place a finger on his lips and tell him. “Ok. Wait. This is one time. Wait.” I moved to fold our marriage photo on the bedside table and returned to Kishan. He grabs me by my navel. I signal to him, “1 minute.” I free the mangalsutra out of my neck and place it near the folded picture.
He walks along with me as I climb the bed. Grabbing my heavy thighs, he pushes my body high and positions his face between my thighs. He lifted one of the legs, and his nose was inches closer to my pussy. He places his index and middle finger, positioning my pussy lips in between.
His tongue slides through my pussy from the lower end to the clitoral hood. His tongue continues to slide along the pussy lips. He then pushes his middle finger deep into my pussy, and his tongue licks my clitoral hood.
He rotates while sliding his finger inside my pussy, “Ah.” He pulls out his finger. He parts my pussy lips wide apart and spits his saliva. He slides his middle finger and continues to lick with the flat of his tongue over my clitoral hood.
He tilts me around with my ass facing him. He parts my ass cheeks, and his tongue reaches to lick my ass hole. He then pushes his finger into my ass hole. “Oh, god.” Kishan was fulfilling my two-year dry spell in a single day.
With one finger inside my ass hole, he pushes one finger into my pussy. His lips suck my ass cheeks. He shakes my ass cheeks, which jiggles. He spank and push his lips into the soft cushion of my ass cheeks.
While he did this, he pulled away his pants. It’s my time to return the pleasure to him. I push him to the bed. I grab his huge dick over the white underwear. I pull away his underwear and take his cock full into my mouth. His cock slides through the juicy saliva of my mouth.
I take his cock deep inside my mouth. I cup the root of his huge cock and move the foreskin with my lips sucking the dick head. He holds my hair in a bun as I continue to suck his cock. I lick the sides of the length of his nervy cock.
“Oh, my god Kishan,” I continue to suck his cock and move his foreskin. I sucked his dick longer and longer, giving the same pleasure as he had given me by sucking my pussy. My hungry blowjob made my heavy boob jiggle. He dragged me out of the bedroom and made me stand.
Lifted one leg and rested them on the rail of the stairs, and fucked me in a standing position. I had to keep a finger inside my mouth to stop shouting moans. He was fucking me with huge thrusts, the kind of thrusts my husband gave at the beginning of our marriage.
His hands pulped my huge boobs and continued to pound me harder. He then bent me to a doggy position. He started hitting his huge cock with huge thrusts as my ass cheeks shook. His dick travelled to the unexplored areas of my pussy.
I then stop him and start sucking his cock again in a standing position. I move his foreskin and suck the dick head. “Kishan. This is wrong. This will be our last.” He then sits on the stairs and makes me sit in a reverse cowgirl position.
Oh god, all these new sex positions, I never tried any of these with my husband. His dick was hitting the inner walls of my pussy. I had orgasmed 4 times by this time. Kishan had shot three times.
He continued to pound my pussy, giving it a day unforgettable in my lifetime. I then turn around. He rests on the floor, and I climb into the cowgirl, watching his eyes. His hands grab me, and his lips suck my huge boobs. He had his fourth cum shot by this time.
I end the story here.