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Looking at Mohit’s eyes that night I knew I could tease him no longer I had to give him myself today. Sitting across the table having a candle lit dinner I squeezed my thighs together and shivered. I am Komal a 24 year old single woman from Mumbai. I work with a call centre where I had met and friend a sweet girl called Sheetal. The hunk sitting across the table was her husband. Sheetal had gone to her mother’s place for delivery and now Mohit had plans for me. We had come to this resort in Khandala for a night out. I was aware of the sexuality I was exuding. I am tall and slim with long legs and a voluptuous body. My ass is rounded and shaped like a ripe watermelon and my boobs even at this young age were a 36 D. Now I was sitting there wearing a top so tight that the shape of my brassiere and the rise of my pink nipples were clearly visible. I was wearing a tight stretch pants that showed the flare of my big hips to my benefit. The trousers were so tight that you could make the shape of my panties through them.
Mohit was a huge man almost 6′4″ with muscular smooth body and a naughty smile. Sheetal shy though she was had confided in me how she had cried and bled the first time he had thrust his huge dick in her pussy and taken her virginity. Now I was running my hand on the top of his trousers making sure that he was getting excited.

“Komal today I am going to fuck you in three diff poses,” he said and squeezed my thighs through my trouser. I shivered and asked “How?”

First I am going to take you to the mountains behind this resort and there I am going to fuck by holding you against a tree and pushing your thighs in my waist,”
MMM and next?”

“Then I am going to make you sit like a bitch and enter and fuck you from behind till you are sore and crying for more,” the pressure on my thigh increased. I was aware of the beginning of discharge in my pussy I was getting wet.

“Last?”

“simple, I will push you on your back and mount you like your master and make you my fuck girl,”

“Are you going to talk or should we start?” I asked.

Mohit smiled and called for the check. We got out of the dining room and even though we had a room booked upstairs walked hand in hand to the jungle behind the resort. As we went deeper I could hear the sighs and moans of a couple behind a tree. Mohit stopped walking and pushed me against the tree. Before I could react his lips were on mine sucking them hard and his hands were kneading my tits trying to rip the top off. I pushed his hands away and pulled my tight top over my head. In the moonlight the moon shaped breasts secured in a lacy pink bra were looking sexy. Mohit ripped my bra off and stepped out of his trousers. Boy he was big. Slowly I too pulled my trousers and panties down and stood naked in front of him. Mohit pulled his short down and I was like my at the sight of his thick pole which was glistening likes a steel rod in the faint light. Mohit pushed me against the tree trunk and raised my right thigh. I spread my legs apart and gave him space to put his dick. He used his fingers to push it against my pussylips. My pussy was by now flowing quite freely. I sighed and bit his shoulder hard as he finally pushed it inside and gave a huge thrust.

“Mohit oo maaa mar gayi,” I cooed and implored him to do me slower. Mohit cupped my tits and started to knead them in circular motion and started to pump slowly in and out.
Our sex went on for a long time. Mohit after some time gave me support with hands beneath my buttocks and asked me to hold his waist with my legs. I put my legs around his ass and crossed my ankles behind him. I was now suspended in air reaching down only to be impaled on his thick hard shaft. Mohit was sucking on my nipples alternately.

“Sheetal milks when I do this,” He said and bit my right nipple.

“Is she better than me?” I asked and thrust with my buttocks to make my pussy go down hardens on his rod.

“Ahhh nooooooooo you are amazing you are a bomb Komal le le.” his thrusts were getting a little frantic. I was scratching his back and living the marks of my nails. His own nails were dug in my plump buttocks as the intensity incr4eased. His balls almost the size of 2 ping pong balls were hitting my thighs repeatedly. I was giving out little sighs and calling him my prince while kissing his hairless chest. After some time I rested my back against the tree trunk and raised my buttocks high in air, Mohit brought me down on his shaft with all the force and I felt almost as if I was stabbed in stomach with his dick. I cried and due my nails in his back and bit his shoulder. Mohit gave 2 head slaps on my butt and released his load in huge gushed in my wet sticky pussy. My hungry pussy drank very drop of it. I straightened my legs and looked him in the eyes. He was looking like a lust crazed animal.

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