Previous Part: Hyderabadi maid teaches how to make love
The panty slid down her ankles, and she stepped out. I started licking upwards, from her ankles to her calves. Catching the last edge of her dripping wetness and following it upstream. I crossed her knees and went up to her inner thighs. She let out another cock-jerking moan.
She lay on the sofa with her head on one side. Her right leg is on the sofa’s backrest, and her left is flopping downwards. This way, I got complete access to her pussy in its full wet and glistening glory. She reached out with her left hand to keep stroking my cock.
I bent over to her pubic mound and kissed and licked the entire area around her crotch. I slid my tongue upwards to her navel. As soon as my tongue entered the dept of her navel, I could feel her tummy muscles tighten. She released a desperate “Aah” with all the air stuck in her lungs.
I was ruthless from that point onwards. The time for playing the defence was over. I went to the offensive and knelt in front of her, causing my cock to slide away out of her hands. I caressed the soft, creamy skin of her inner thighs. I started rubbing my nails all over that delicious skin of hers.
It was already softened even further due to the wetness. Grabbing her thighs with both palms, I opened her legs further. I pushed my mouth to the centre of her pubes. Taking another hit of the intoxicating aroma, I started kissing and licking the area just over her clit.
While licking, I slowly started moving my tongue downwards, over the corners where the thighs join the crotch. The saltiness of the concentrated sweat and skin oils made me even crazier than before. I moved further down to the side of her vaginal opening.
She grabbed her breasts with both hands, squeezing and mashing them like kneading dough. I continued the journey of the tip of my tongue down to the area between the pussy and asshole. I ran circles around it. She let out breath after breath of deep moans, calling my name and some words in Telugu.
I don’t know about you guys. But a woman is mouthing words in her language without giving a fuck whether you understand or not, just thinking about her pleasure. That’s the peak of a man’s achievement. I firmly believe that the true art of lovemaking is giving rather than taking pleasure.
If you can make a lady feel pleasure to that extreme, you have made the time and effort worthwhile. I travelled back to her clit. I clamped my lips over it and started sucking it. Rubbing the tip of my tongue over it, up and down and in circles. Then I reached out with both hands.
I swatted her own hands away and grabbed her breasts. I took her nipples between the tips of my forefinger and thumb. I started rubbing them. All the while licking and sucking her clit like my life depended on it. Like I would die if I stopped.
She grabbed the hair on my head and started pulling my face deeper into her crotch. My nose was rubbing against her lower belly. It was the most ticklish part, and I could feel her muscles cramp and relax alternatively as the waves of pleasure moved all over her body.
After what felt like a lifetime of sucking her clit. I moved my tongue down the slit. I slowly circled the entry of her pussy. She pushed my face further inwards as soon as I did that and cried, “Andar dalo.” (Put it inside!) Without a moment’s delay, I sucked my tongue inside her pussy.
It was welcomed with a flood of juices waiting to be released. I sucked on them and invaded deep into her. I felt her vaginal walls clamp down on my intruding tongue. Her stomach muscles became taut as a plate of steel. Felt her hands almost pull my hair out, and she let out a loud moan of pleasure.
I realised that was her orgasm as her pussy sprayed waves and cum into my mouth. I had not expected anything till then. I didn’t even know what to expect or whether or not she would have an orgasm. So I went with the flow and sucked up whatever was granted to my waiting mouth.
After 3-4 spurts of cum, I felt her body relax, and she seemed to have fainted. I let go of her nipples and raised my mouth from her pussy, terminating physical contact between our skins. I looked up at her face. She looked like someone in a deep sleep or a state of unconsciousness.
But satisfaction and happiness were written all over her face. Her hands had fallen to her sides. Her mind and body fell into the most relaxed and vulnerable human condition ever. I just kept looking at her angelic face like it was generating its glow.
I had a hard time believing that I, someone illiterate in making love, had caused a woman to orgasm. After probably half a minute, she opened her eyes, looked at me, and smiled. That smile was the best prize that I have ever received in my entire life till then.
She raised her arms towards me as if calling me to enter her embrace. How could I not comply? I entered her arms, and she wrapped them across my back and hugged me tightly like she wanted us to live in that embrace for eternity. I would lie if I said I didn’t want to, either.
Finally, she opened her arms after what felt like an eternity. She looked at me with a seductive face that made my cock start throbbing again. I was now positioned just above her body. My erection stood up. The sticky tip of my cock was hitting the entrance to her pussy.
Then she did something I had never even imagined. She opened her legs, wrapped them around my lower back and pulled me into her with the strength of her calf muscles. Her pussy and my cock were both so lubricated that the tip went in right away. I stopped immediately to tease her a little.
As it was my 1st time, I wanted to cherish the feeling. She reached down with her right hand. Held my cock and rubbed it up and down her pussy, from the clit till the mouth and started her foreplay all over again. After rubbing it a few times, she pointed the head of my cock into her pussy.
Her wet and waiting pussy ate it all up. I pushed my cock into the deep recesses of her wetness. I pushed as far as it would go and stayed there, feeling the warm and moist tightness of flesh that was not my own. This is what human beings were made for, to be one with each other in the most intimate way possible.
This was a true union of desire and lust in its rawest form. As she pushed her chest upwards, I put my mouth to one proffered breast and sucked it whole like stuffing some soft food and gorged on it. I started squeezing and kneading the other one, making her moan loudly.
Her nails were scratching the sweaty skin of my back. I sucked and feasted on her succulent breasts one after the other. All this while, my blood-gorged cock was still deep inside her. After a minute or two, I pulled my cock out of her. Stopping just at the tip, giving a single stroke, and pushing it back in.
That’s when I realised I had hit the vaginal wall, and my cock went no further. At the same moment, she let out another “Aaah.” She wrapped her legs around my back tighter, begging me not to pull out any time soon. I pulled out again. I started fucking her in long and slow strokes.
Trying my best to hit the end every time. Her vaginal walls gripped my cock tightly like a hand with all its might. I never thought a pussy that has gone through 2 childbirths could do this. I kept fucking her long and slow.
She opened her eyes, looked into mine and seductively said, “Main upar ajaun?” (Should I be on top?) How could I say no to that? So, I grabbed her shoulders and made her sit up to swap positions. My cock slid out of her pussy. I could almost sense a “pop” sound like the cork of a champagne bottle.
I realised later that this popping sound is caused if the girth of the glans is more and the pussy is tight, causing air to be trapped inside the pussy during rapid fucking, like a piston. When the penis is pulled out, the trapped air is rapidly released with a pop sound.
It can be easily confused with a farting sound. So, it’s called vaginal fart.
I took her hand, and we went to bed to continue our romantic journey into each other with more comfort and space. I lay down on the bed, and Sujata climbed over me. As she did, I thought she would come over to my level.
But she slid downwards and knelt between my knees. Then she reached down to my crotch, held my cock with both hands and started sucking again. She smiled at me, tasting her juices on it for the 1st time ever. She tried to open my foreskin with her tongue and sucked deep, making me feel like in 7th heaven!
Then she did something that almost blew me over. She positioned her breasts over my cock. Lowered her chest and started rubbing her breasts around my cock, in an up-and-down motion. Holding her breasts closed. I had never imagined in my wildest dreams that I would experience this.
I just gripped the sides of the bedsheet and enjoyed this magical feeling to the fullest! After a while, she moved upwards till her breasts were positioned over my chest and started rubbing my nipples with hers. Guys, don’t rush into anything else if you ever feel this.
This is the kind of foreplay that defines the term lovemaking! There was no rush from both side, just the feeling of togetherness into this mad journey of lust. After rubbing our nipples for a while, Sujata moved further and lowered her wet and sticky nipples into my mouth.
While putting her hands on both sides of my head. I sucked on them alternatively, tasting sweat and other body fluids while my cock kept throbbing for action. I started biting her nipples a little harder than before. That made her cry in pain. Her pussy started dripping again with juices.
I could feel a drop, or two drips over my belly. I told her, “Tum firse ready hogaye?” (Are you ready again?). Hearing this, Sujata didn’t waste a single second and slid down to my crotch. She held my trembling manhood in one hand and positioned her pussy over it.
She guided me deep into her while sitting down on it. Moaning with pleasure, Sujata started moving up and down while squatting over my waist. As this went on, she seemed tired. She had recently experienced a draining orgasm. Then she kept her knees on both sides of my waist, moving up and down.
This made her breasts fall over my lips again. I mashed both breasts together and readily took both nipples into my mouth, trapping them with my lips. As Sujata tried to move up and down over my hardened cock. I tried to match her downward strokes with upward strokes of my own.
As our strokes kept meeting each other, she started moaning louder and louder. I soon realised that either she would get too tired to continue, or we both will. So I told her, “Sujata, tired ho gaye, na?” (Sujata, are you getting tired?) She just nodded her head and fell beside me.
I didn’t waste any time and got over her. She opened her legs wide, and I held both her ankles with my hands and opened them even wider. Then I entered her holiest of holies with my mad, craving cock and pushed it in. I went in without any resistance, both organs being accustomed to each other invasion by now.
I started giving rapid and deep strokes without pulling out even halfway. Sujata started moaning again. This time I could feel the pussy walls pulsating and the waves visible on her breasts and tummy. Seeing this, even my hormones gave in, and I could feel the pressure building up in my balls.
Very soon, I started feeling the pre-orgasmic throbs start outwards. My stroking became faster and faster. The whole room smelled of sweat, precum and other body fluids, making it a heady mixture of aromas enough to give one an instant high! I kept fucking her faster and faster.
I felt her nails rake my back. Suddenly, her pussy clamped over my cock like a vice. Her back arched upwards. I felt a sharp pain in my back as she had surely scratched it, drawing blood. The throbbing of her pussy hit my cock like a vibrator.
My cock erupted into orgasm and started spewing semen in never-ending spurts. In my 10 years of masturbation, I had never cum so much. As my cock finally stopped squirting into her pussy, my arms lost strength. I fell over her. Time seemed to stop as I fell into a trance-like state.
My eyes could see only blurred images. My ears heard some static noise like a non-existent TV channel. I felt my entire body sliding deeper and deeper into the abyss of her softness. I don’t know how long I was in that phase. When I woke up, I found myself lying with some pain in my back.
Sujata is lying next to me with her eyes half closed. I sat up and tried to reach behind me to check the source of the pain. That’s when she, too, became fully awake. She must have realised what I was trying to do as my back was towards her.
Sujata let out an exclamation of fear as she saw the scratch marks her nails had made on me. She told me what happened. I smiled at her and replied, “It’s ok. It happens.” That’s when a scary truth hit me. I had had sex without a condom. That let loose a long string of scary thoughts.
What if she became pregnant? What if she carried my child and asked me to on it or support it..and a lot of what-ifs. The human mind can worsen a bad situation at the drop of a hat. Sujata understood my thinking and said, “Don’t worry, I had family-planning surgery done after my 2nd child.”
Finally, I could breathe easily. That’s when she asked me if this was my 1st time. I told her Yes. That’s when she embraced me tightly and planted soft kisses all over my face. She told me it was special for her that she could be the 1st woman I had ever made love to.
We both got up without any more small talk. We went to have a warm shower to clean up. We helped soap each other and had a nice, refreshing shower. After that, Sujata got dressed, gave me a long, wet kiss, and went home. I was so drained that I fell into a deep slumber.
I waited in anxiety the next day, whether she would show up or was this the last time I saw her. What happened next is a story for another day.