Once the orgasm ended, I was still on my fours on the back seat of my car. I heard a zipper being opened. I looked back at Sajid and he was pulling down his pants. He was ready to fuck me right inside my car but I couldn’t risk continuing this. The black sedan was a close call and someone could show up or worse, call the police. I didn’t want to get caught in such a situation.
“Sajid…No…not here…I don’t want to do this in open now…” I said.
“You mean you’ll do it some other time…” Sajid chuckled.
“Maybe yes…but not now…” I turned around and pulled him close and whispered into his ears, before sucking on his ear lobe. Sajid moaned and kissed me. As our tongues duelled furiously, Sajid inserted a couple of his thick fingers inside my pussy and wiggled them a few times before bringing them over my lips. He smeared my own juices over my lips and then sucked his fingers. I licked my lips, tasting the salty, tangy juices of my own body. I pulled his hand and inserted his slick fingers inside my mouth and began sucking them. I sucked his fingers like sucking a cock, bobbing my head forwards and backwards, signalling my intent.
“Let’s go now…” I said as I removed his fingers from my mouth.
“I know a right place for you…you’ll enjoy there more…” Sajid winked before getting out of the car. He grabbed my clothes, some of which were on the roof of the car and some were lying in the dirt next to it. He threw my clothes at me before removing a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lighting one. I didn’t bother to wear my bra and threw it aside before wearing my shirt. Sajid was staring at me, puffing plumes of cigarette smoke as I wore my clothes. I grabbed my panties and found them to be very wet. There was no use wearing them, I thought before tossing them aside as well.
As I was about to wear my pants, Sajid stopped me and said “No…No…you’re not going to wear them now…”
“What…you expect me to drive around bottomless?” I said in shock.
“Well…yes…I want some entertainment as we drive back.” Sajid replied as he pulled jeans out of my hands and walked over to the driver’s seat and got inside the car. I sighed and sat next to him, Sajid started the car and turned it around and soon we were on the highway. My discomfort at sitting half naked inside my own car was gone once I realized that I was in relatively safe position. The car had dark tinted windows on the side glasses which prevented anyone from seeing inside and anyone seeing me through the windscreen wouldn’t be able see my naked lower half, thanks to the high rising dashboard. The only way of seeing me in that state was that if the car stopped and someone deliberately peeped through the tinted windows but that was almost impossible considering that it was a hot march afternoon in the sparsely populated suburbs. As the car hit the highway in top gear, Sajid resumed his antics. He caressed my thigh with his left hand for a while before going for the honey pot. I shivered and sighed as Sajid flicked my clit with his thick, raspy fingers. I reclined my seat and spread my legs and let him finger me.
“How you came to know that I was watching you fucking Savitri?” I asked him as caressed his bulge with my right hand.
“I was not sure…I just guess it…just a wild guess…” Sajid replied as his fingering got faster.
“So…don’t you’ve any objection…me fucking your maid Savitri….” Sajid asked.
“Why should I’ve objection…I’m not your Begam (wife) to have objection…” I moaned as I closed my eyes, waiting another orgasm to hit me. The images of that day flashed in front of my eyes again, I moaned loudly and came. A few minutes later we were now nearing my house. Sajid turned the car into the lane and then drove it into the parking lot of the neighbour house where he was working. As we drove to the garage, I realized that no one was around.
“There is no-one around, right?” I asked just to make sure.
“It’s just you and me here right now…” Sajid replied before stopping the car. He got out of the car and closed the door before walking over to my side and opened the door. I was still cautious and looked around, just to be sure that we were alone in the garage.
“Don’t worry Reema…we’re alone here…others are away for the afternoon…no-one will be disturbing us…” Sajid said as he held my hand and gently pulled me out of the car. I stepped out of the car holding his hand and we slowly walked over to the room where he was working. I entered inside before Sajid and walked over to the table, Sajid began walking towards me. As he walked slowly, he pulled his T shirt over his head and threw it on the couch near him. He was now standing just a couple of feet away from me, in a white vest and a blue denim where as I was in a blue top with nothing underneath. I stepped closer to him and ran my hands over his chest. I pulled his vest over his head and threw it on the couch. I shivered as I gently ran my hand over his hairy chest, I flicked and lightly pinched his nipples to which Sajid moaned a little. I ran my hands over his tight stomach and his waist before again going up his arms over to his shoulders.
I rubbed his shoulders for a few moments before locking my hands behind his neck and pulling him over for a kiss. Sajid bent down and brought his lips over to meet mine. As soon as I opened my mouth, his tongue sneaked in and met my tongue. Sajid wrapped his hands around my waist and pulled me closer to him. As I went into his arms, our kiss intensified and our breathing got heavier. Sajid broke the kiss and stared at me for a second before I pulled him back. He was an excellent kisser and his kiss itself made me weak in the knees. The sudden rush of excitement triggered by the kiss made me dizzy. We broke the kiss for just a second as I pulled my shirt over my head and threw it on the floor before kissing him back. I was standing on my toes kissing him, when he suddenly grabbed my ass with his large hands. Without breaking the kiss, he lifted me off the ground and I was now at his eye level. I wrapped my legs around his waist and continued kissing him. I could feel his denim covered cock rubbing against my pussy, making me moan lightly. Sajid was squeezing my ass roughly, making me moan in his mouth.
Sajid broke the kiss and lowered his head over my breasts and started biting my nipples. I threw my head back and pushed my chest forward to allow him more access to my soft but sensitive boobs.
“Aahahhh….ohhh…Sajjjjiiiiddddd….” I moaned as I closed my eyes, enjoying the insensitive treatment meted out to my extra sensitive nipples.
“Reema…Your tits are the best…I’ve ever had…I just want to keep biting them all day long…” Sajid said before going back to sucking my boobs. I was hanging in mid-air; my legs wrapped around his waist, getting my breasts mauled by him; my pussy leaking like a faucet. I started grinding my pussy against his bulge and soon Sajid reciprocated. As I was being dry humped mid-air, Sajid moved over from my breasts, kissing all the way from the top of the breast over the collar bond before settling on my neck. He kissed and licked my nape before I grabbed his hair and pulled him for a kiss. As we kissed, he walked behind the table and placed me on a large, black office chair. I spread my legs and placed them on the arms of the chair and my pussy was exposed.
Sajid kneeled in front of me and placed light kisses on my thighs. He started kissing and licking my thighs, slowly moving over to my pussy. I felt his warm breath on my pussy as his face hovered over it. He gently flicked my clit with his tongue, sending jolts of raw pleasure all over my body. He flicked my clit for couple of more times before he clamped his mouth over it and began sucking it.
“Ohhh….Sssssss…..” I moaned as Sajid sucked hard on my clit. Sajid spread my nether lips with his fingers before licking all over the length of the pussy. He repeated it for a few times before inserting in thick middle finger inside my pussy and began fingering me. At the same time, he also sucked on my clit. I arched my back and screamed in pleasure as he played with my pussy. He drove his raspy tongue inside my pussy hole intensifying the pleasure. I grabbed his head and pulled him more into me. I bucked and moaned as he continued devouring my pussy and as my orgasm got closer, I moaned and screamed feverishly. He brought his hands over to my boobs and began squeezing them. He pinched and flicked my nipples roughly as he continued his oral assault on my pussy. He then shoved his left index finger inside my mouth and I began sucking it. I could taste my own juices on his fingers, I sucked his fingers; all the while thinking of his cock.
“Aaahhh….Don’t stop…Ohhhh…” I bucked and shivered wildly when the orgasm hit me. It was perhaps the biggest one I had till now. I had never screamed like this before in my life. In just a couple of minutes, Sajid had made me cum so wildly. I kept shivering from the aftershocks of the orgasm for a couple of minutes and he by then had backed off and was standing near me. As I gathered myself after the orgasm, I looked at his crotch. Sajid noticed that and stood in front of me. He pulled the chair closer to him so that I was barely a half foot away from him, he rested his butt on the edge of the table and I got busy loosening his belt. Once the belt came off, I popped the button open and pulled the zipper down.
“It’s my turn now…” I said and giggled before digging my fingers inside his jeans and pulling it down along with his underwear to his knees. As soon as the jeans came down, his cock sprung out. The magnificent specimen of manhood was now right in front of my eyes, barely and inch away from my lips. His 9 inches cock. It had a thick but neatly trimmed bush of pubic hair around its base. The dark foreskin had retracted a little, displaying the large mushroom like cockhead underneath. The pink cock head shinned with a layer of precum oozing from its slit. The thick shaft led to a pair of massive balls which hung majestically under the cock. I gently cupped the balls with my right hand and wrapped my left hand around the shaft. I ran my hands over the cock, gauging its firmness and weighing the balls. I bent down and kissed the cock head before licking it. I licked the precum off it and tasted it. I then took the cock head inside my mouth and swirled my tongue around it. I could feel the firmness of his cock inside my mouth. Sajid closed his eyes and started moaning lightly. The look on his face was enough to turn me on further and suck his cock feverishly.
I lashed out my tongue on the slit a few times before licking the entire shaft and sucking on the cock head again. I bent a little lower and gobbled up his balls. The feeling of his heavy balls in my mouth was amazing. I sucked on his balls one by one before focusing back on the cockhead. I bobbed my head slowly as I tried to take more of him inside my mouth. The musty, pungent scent of his cock was arousing me further. After a couple of minutes of sucking his cock, I took it out of my mouth and looked at him.
“Fuck my mouth…fuck me…” I said as I looked him in the eyes. Sajid smiled wickedly as he stepped out of his pants getting naked completely. I gave his cock one final suck before getting off the chair. We were standing behind the table which did not give us enough space to do what we intended to. So, we walked away from the table towards the open space near the couch. I grabbed a pen lying on the table and tied my hair in a bun. I took a cushion from the couch and threw it on the floor before kneeling on it. Sajid stood in front of me with his cock right in front of me. He grabbed my head with both his hands before pushing his cock towards my mouth. I opened my mouth wide to accept his giant hog and soon it was inside. He shoved his entire cock inside my mouth in the very first stroke. I gagged and withdrew immediately but I wasn’t done. I again took him inside me and this time, I relaxed my throat and let his cock slide down my throat. Sajid started off with slow but long strokes. At first, he shoved only half his cock inside. The cock head would slowly disappear into my mouth, passing the jaw, sliding on my tongue and touching the back of my throat before sliding all the way out.
Sajid would pull out entirely before pushing it back into my wide-open mouth. The slow stroking allowed me to relax my throat completely and allow his cock deeper penetration of my mouth. He pressed my cheeks with his hands, making my mouth feel tighter around his cock.
“Your mouth feels so good…Reema…” Sajid moaned as his cock slid in deeper and deeper with each stroke. I wrapped my hands around his butt and tried taking him deeper. He by now had started fucking my mouth deeper and harder. He grabbed my head and started shoving his cock harder into my mouth. We soon settled into a rhythm; his massive balls struck against my chin with each powerful shove.
“Mmmppff...mmmpff....mmmpff…” I moaned as Sajid’s cock moved in and out of my mouth. He shoved his cock all the way inside my mouth, holding me back with his strong hands. His pubic hair was touching my nose and the huge cock head was almost choking me. He released me after a few seconds and resumed fucking my mouth. I was like a wanton whore and loving it; I grabbed his ball sack in my right hand and squeezed it hard making him moan loudly and fuck my mouth faster. My pussy was dripping wet and I didn’t need to touch myself to cum. The hot and heavy oral action was enough to make me cum. As I came for the fifth, perhaps the sixth time in the afternoon, Sajid let go off me and stepped back. I just collapsed to the ground, gasping for air. My eyes were watery from all the gagging and shoving and my jaw hurt like hell. Once I normalized, I crawled back at him and grabbed his cock and started stroking it. I gobbled it up once again, this time using my own blowjob technique.
“Can’t wait to feel your sweet pussy…” Sajid said as he groped my supple breasts with his strong hands. I walked over to the couch and got on it. I was on my fours, my hands resting at the top of the back rest, my knees on the couch and my feet hanging in the air. My ass was in the air and as I spread my legs, my wet shiny pussy came into view. Sajid walked over behind me and positioned his cock at my pussy entrance. He rubbed it along my pussy for a while before slowly inserting it inside.
“Aaaahhh…” I sighed as Sajid’s thick shaft stretched my pussy. Sajid slowly pushed his cock all the way inside my pussy and stopped. My pussy walls gripped his cock and began squeezing it. Sajid kept his cock buried to the hilt inside my pussy for a minute, before he slowly began withdrawing.
“Every time I enter your sweet pussy…I felt it tightness…” Sajid moaned as he slowly withdrew his cock all the way to the edge before shoving it roughly back inside.
“Aaaaahhh…” I gasped as I felt the full force of his cock. Sajid went all the way in again and began pulling it slowly after a few seconds. As he pulled back to the edge of my pussy, he grabbed my waist and then shoved it all the way back, making me gasp louder than before. He carried on his slow, long but forceful shoves into my pussy for a few times before he started fucking me with a steady pace of shorter strokes. I closed my eyes and sighed as I felt jolts of raw pleasure surge through my body, savouring each and every stroke. Sajid dug his fingers into my waist and continued fucking me.
“You love getting fucked by me…don’t you whore…” Sajid said as he slapped my ass really hard. I moaned loudly as he kept drilling my pussy. Sajid moved his right hand over to my right breast and began squeezing and pinching it; he brought his left hand over to my mouth and shoved a couple of his fingers inside, I sucked on his fingers as he continued fucking me and mauling my breasts. He stopped his stroking, compelling me to open my eyes and look back. I saw him placing his left feet on the couch and I realized that he was going for the kill. In this position, he was poised to fuck me harder, faster and deeper. He shoved his cock back inside my pussy and started fucking me again, but this time he was unstoppable.
He was like a piston of a high-power sports car, pistoning my well lubricated engine. My moans turned to screams as I gripped the couch tighter. My body shook violently as I endured the assault Sajid had mounted on my pussy and on my senses. My mind had blocked all that was around me and was focused only on the hard and fast drilling that I was receiving. All I could hear was the rapid but rhythmic ‘Splat…Splat…Splat’ noise that his gigantic balls made as they slapped against my wet, swollen pussy.
“Aaahhh….Oooohhhh….Ssssss….” I screamed as my orgasm hit me in just a matter of seconds. Sajid immediately slowed down his stroking but kept fucking my spasming pussy in slow and longer strokes which prolonged my orgasm. My mind was numb from such an intense orgasm and for a few seconds I’d no clue of what was going on but a hard slap on my ass brought me back.
“I’m not done yet…” Sajid said as he withdrew his cock from my pussy.
“Who said that I am done either?” I replied as I got off the couch. Sajid gave me a wicked smile and grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the table. He pushed me against the table such that now my torso was lying flat on the table and my ass was pointed towards him who was standing right behind me. My boobs were now pressed against the glass top of the table and the cold glass made my already hard nipples harder. He then placed his cock at my pussy entrance and shoved it back inside again. He grabbed my ass and resumed fucking me with the same fury that he did just a minute ago.
“Reema…I just don’t want to cum…I want to keep fucking you…Oooohhhh….” Sajid moaned.
“Yeeeaaahhhh…keep fucking me…Don’t stop…Aaaahhhh…” I yelled back at him.
“You’re going to get it…just wait for it…” Sajid replied as he increased his speed. He then grabbed my wrists and as my back arched, my chest rose in the air. My nipples were pointing straight towards the door. I closed my eyes as Sajid kept hammering my pussy hard and fast and in this position his cock penetrated deeper. I was moaning and panting as my pussy got a beating of its life. Beads of sweat dripped from my forehead on to the glass table.
I opened my eyes and saw Rasul and three others of Sajid’s co-worker standing in the door with wide eyes and naughty grin on their faces watching us.
“Sajid stop…this is so embarrassing…they’re watching us…stop it…let me go…” I pleaded.
“Who is watching us…watching us doing what?” Sajid said, feigning innocence.
“You’re a freak…your co-workers are watching us doing this…” I yelled at Sajid.
“Don’t worry about them…they’ve watched me before also…” Sajid replied calmly as he continued fucking me, starting with slow leisurely stroke but picking up pace gradually. I was a bit awkward, watching Rasul and other smiling at me; it was a knowing smile, a smile that they even exchanged with one another. This had not been the first time they were smiling at me like this; in fact, they had started smiling at me soon after my sexual affair with Sajid started. Now my private sex affair had now become a public spectacle, I could see them standing there on the door rubbing their bulge over their pants; watching their co-worker Sajid and me fucking like rabbits.
After fucking me in that position for a few minutes, Sajid paused. He grabbed my left feet, folded it at the knee and placed on the table. He inserted his cock back inside my pussy and began stroking me steadily. The variation in speed was a welcome move as the rapid thrusting had almost knocked me out.
“Uuhh…Uhhh…Aahh…” I moaned as Sajid changed his gear to a higher pace. His steady stroking now got pacier before again slowing down. He varied the speed for several minutes before he pulled out the pen that was holding my hair together. As my hair flowed down, he grabbed and bunched them in his left hand, placed his right hand on my right shoulder and began fucking me violently. I heard a loud whistle which I instantly knew came from one of his co-workers watching us from outside. The whistle was followed by laughter from our audience. By now, I’d stopped pleading to Sajid to let me go and get out of this mess. But slowly the embarrassment had given way to arousal. I was reluctantly enjoying being watched. What a slut I am!!
“Aaaah…fuck…fuck me faster…faster…” I screamed as another orgasm hit me seconds later. Sajid immediately let me go and moved back. I just collapsed on the table, panting and moaning. I was in a state I’d never been before. This marathon fucking session had worked my body out more than it had in weeks in gym.
“Ustad tumne to iss rand ki hawa nikal di (Boss you’re fucked her brains out)…...” The remark was loud enough to be heard inside a room. It was obvious that the remark was made by one of the perverts watching us. I somehow managed to stand up but fell to the floor immediately and immediately assumed the fetal position. I was still breathing heavily and was completely dazed. I’d lost touch of time and the number of orgasms I’d. As I lay on the floor, trying really hard to keep my eyes open, I saw Sajid kneeling near me, he bent down and came closer to my face and said “Enjoying…I’m not done yet…”
My mind was screaming ‘No…No…’ but my body just pushed it aside when I said “Yessss…” Sajid smiled and then pushed me on my back. He picked up the couch cushion lying on the floor and lifted my body to place it under my ass. I spread my legs as he got between them. He bent down and spat on my pussy before spitting a large glob of saliva on his cock and placed it at my pussy hole. I was jolted back to reality from my delirious state when he shoved his cock into my pussy. He was back to where he had left, fucking me mercilessly; the only thing that changed was the position. I was lying on the floor, my legs locked around his waist, taking it like a whore; while Rasul and other three co-worker of Sajid watched.
After a while, Sajid placed my legs on his shoulder and bend forwards. My ass rose from the floor and his cock went deeper. He grabbed my tits for support and started fucking me in the same beastly manner that he had been all this while. As we stared into each other’s eyes, Sajid bent lower and kissed me. My legs were now almost touching my shoulder and it hurt like hell. I’d never done it before and I never thought I was capable of contorting body to such an extent. But the kiss was a huge relief from the madness that he had subjected me to and it was starkly contrasting to his fanatical fucking. He broke the kiss and looked up and closed his eyes. His strokes got erratic and he started sweating more than before. I knew what was coming next; my pussy could feel his cock twitching.
“Aaahhh...Take that...take my cum bitch…” Sajid screamed as he sat up, pulled out his cock and sprayed his spunk all over my body. The first jet of his thick, hot cum hit my face followed by a couple more before his cock ejected semen all over my torso. He continued spewing cum by vigorously stroking his cock, forcing more and more cum out of it. Once he was done Cumming, he collapsed on the floor right next to me. He was panting and moaning, still recovering from that eruption. I managed to open my eyes which were covered by globs of his cum to look down at my body. There was a little cum on my breast, a little on my upper abdomen and there was a pool of semen which went all the way from my navel right up to my pussy.
I tried to get up but just couldn’t muster the strength to stand up, Sajid helped me stand and started walking holding me in his arms, I was too exhausted to notice where he was going, soon I felt the warm breeze against my back; I immediately realized what was happening. I wanted to scream out but before I could Sajid stepped out of the room, I immediately hid my face on his shoulder, the embarrassment got worse with each passing moment. As I closed my eyes, trying to hide my face, I realized that it was useless, everyone could still see my naked back.
“What the fuck you bastards gawking at? Get back to work…” I heard Sajid’s thunderous voice, ordering them back to work.
“He is saying this now? Why didn’t he say this much earlier?” I thought as I heard a lot of footsteps walking away from us, Sajid again started walking and a few steps later, I heard a door creek open; I opened my eyes to see myself being taken inside the dark, dirty bathroom. We entered and stood under the shower. Sajid turned on the shower and the cold water started flowing down are bodies. He latched his lips on to mine and soon we were indulging in a sloppy deep kiss under the shower. He squeezed my ass hard a few times as we exchanged saliva under the shower. He let go off me and I slowly let my feet touch the wet floor. We got busy washing each other, exchanging a kiss here and there. He stepped out of the shower and dried himself with one of the towels. He tied the towel around his waist and walked out of the bathroom. I washed the dried cum stains off my body and cleaned my still convulsing pussy. After several minutes under the cold refreshing shower, I searched for the towel; but the towel was not there. Thinking that Rasul and other co-workers were busy in their work, I stepped out of the bathroom.
As soon as I did that, I found Rasul and other co-workers waiting there in the room, staring at me. Sajid was nowhere in sight and I was caught in an embarrassing situation again, I couldn’t walk back to the bathroom as one of the co-workers came running and stood between the bathroom door. Suddenly all of them starting clapping and laughing. Shit this was so embarrassing. I stood there with my head lowered and my eyes closed, trying to shut them all out. Suddenly the noise stopped and I looked up. Sajid was standing at the room door, dressed in a black T shirt and Jeans which accentuated his muscular body, holding a dry towel in his hands. Everyone else stood still and silent, watching him. Sajid came, pushed the guy near the bathroom door; the strong shove almost made that greasy shit ball fall to the ground.
“Don’t mess with her…she is all mine…unless I told you…if I found anyone leaking a word about us outside…I’ll beat him to death…is that clear…now get back to work…” Sajid said in thunderous voice, and then started wiping my body with the towel. As he finished wiping my body, I saw my clothes on the table and started wearing them. Without speaking a word, we walked to my house.
A few minutes later, Sajid was siting on my couch, as I prepared his coffee.
“I hope you liked our today session…” Sajid said sipping his coffee.
“You’re fucking freak…how could you let them watch us?” I said.
“Getting fucking while being watched…doesn’t that turned you more?” Sajid asked back.
“No…it doesn’t turn me…” I said, knowing that his co-workers were watching us had turned me more but I didn’t want to admit it.
“Well…then you’re telling lie…you don’t want to admit the truth…but your body…your pussy told me the truth…you enjoyed being getting watched…anyway thanks for the coffee…” Sajid said and left and I went to take a nap, before picking up Ritika from school.
The Holi Special – The Quickie
One day before Holi, I went with Sajid to his hometown; he had a three-storied haveli in his hometown. Drawing room, dining room, kitchen and a guest room along with stores etc, were situated on the ground floor and three bedrooms with attached bathroom on the first floor for his three wives, while his brother and his wife stay on the second floor, rest two room were empty. Sajid introduced me to the entire town as the owner of the company for which he used to work.
On the day of holi, I wore a Ghagra Choli but as this one was designed in the city it had more daring cut and from different fabrics from the traditional ones. The Choli was practically backless with just two strings holding the front piece on my lovely succulent breasts. One string went behind the neck and the other string was along the bottom hem of the blouse, in the middle was an expanse of seductive skin, exposed to all but for the chiffon dupatta (Scarf) used to cover it all. The gauze like dupatta did more to allure by hinting at what lay beneath. As I laughed, joked and went about the town with Sajid’s friends and relatives, an occasionally momentary slippage of the dupatta would give any person lucky enough to be around a view of my back. The front was not daringly cut, but yes it was firm and supportive enough to hold up my breasts almost as if they were on offer. The motifs on the front of the blouse, while traditional, were arranged in a manner that visually accentuated the contours of my so-suck-able breasts.
None of this was lost on Sajid who watched my every move, reminiscing of the time he’d caressed that back and watched it weave and undulate as he rode me like a stallion from behind. Or of my breasts, which in his mind was desperate to be released from the confines. The boisterousness of holi is the one occasion when men younger and older, and the girls and women flirt with each other outrageously. Some get drunk and touch, kiss and fondle -- unthinkable behavior on any other day. The girls respond rather shamelessly. And the saucier, perhaps those in their 30’s seduce without really intending to let the Romeos go the whole distance. And Sajid watched this too, as I participated to the fullest and was the life and soul of happenings in the town that day. He saw the same sauciness and charm which he had encountered the first time I showed my skin to him. During holi, boisterousness and flirtation usually leads to some throwing of water and color and a general loss of control of the situation. Today was no different. Some youngster started off the riot by throwing water at someone else and soon out came the packets of color and water-guns. The bolder among the boys Rafiq approached me and with joyous shouts of “Mam…” and chased me to throw color and water at me.
I ran, laughing, out of breath, ducking in and out of corridors and rooms avoiding everyone skillfully, till I was cornered. Rasul with flushed face paused on finding me trapped, he took in the intoxicating sight of me with my dupatta askew and face radiant with smiles and a flushed look.
“Wait…it’s my new dress…I’ll change and come…then I’ll allow you to do what you want…” I said authoritatively.
“Whatever I want?” Rasul asked audaciously, his eyes sparkling.
“Yes…whatever…” I replied impishly. Rasul drew himself back, placing his bets on getting a chance at more aggressive flirting once I was down. I ran up the steps towards my room to change into a white kurta set which I’d saved up for this occasion. I didn’t know that Sajid had never let me go out of sight today. I remained in his line of sight as he watched me flirt, play and caught glimpses of my back, my ankles and as much of the rest of my lovely persona as he could. And he caught sight of me dashing up the stairs.
My suitcase was on the low table next to the dresser and I was rummaging through my clothes all in a hurry to find the white kurta. I was startled when I felt a pair of hands grip my shoulders from behind. The scare quickly turned into a pounding heartbeat as I recognized the grip; it was Sajid. He had followed me upstairs. I did not move. From my bent position I looked up and behind at him and smiled. But I stayed that way Sajid placed his hand flat on the exposed skin of my back; as soon as I felt him touch me, I was reduced to molten. That is all it took for him to melt me. His large, rough hands on my soft, ready to receive skin. A fingernail drew a line down my spine as he traced his way down my back right up to the edge of my Ghagra. I shuddered as the nail touched every single erogenous spot on its way. It was as if he was unzipping and opening out my sexuality with that fingernail.
“Seems like you were waiting for an opportunity…” I said.
“Yes…I was…” Sajid replied and his both hands held me at the waist.
“What if someone spot us?” I asked.
“So what…” Sajid replied, lifting my Ghagra revealing my ass clad in my pink panties.
“So what…what do you mean by that…” I said gripping the sides of the low table to steady myself.
“I mean…I’ll let them watch…just like that day...” Sajid replied.
“And you think…I’ll let them watch…” I said, pulling down my panties and stamping with my feet got it off my legs.
“Do quickly…otherwise someone might come looking for you…” I said. With one hand on my hips, other hand arranged the folds of his dhoti so his cock found a gap in the cloth. Sajid’s erection had been ebbing and hardening all morning as he had taken in different sights of me, but all my sauciness now had it in full rage. Sajid straightened his back to thrust his cock forward; it was pointing upwards in its blood-engorged firmness, he held it and lowered it pointing to my ass. He laved it with the pre-cum on his cockhead. I shuddered as he touched me from my ass to my cunt, I reached under to try guiding him, Sajid leaned forward and with his teeth, pulled open the lower string that held the blouse in place. Now the lower part of the blouse was hanging loose while the upper part stayed tethered around the neck.
Sajid straightened up and guided his cock back into the vale between the ass-cheeks, this time his cock snagged in the outer lips of my cunt and he thrust forward to embed himself. While both of us were in an instant boil, the encounter itself was sudden and so neither was overly lubricated. This was just as well, because the friction was immensely pleasurable to us. Our ‘Ah….’ Was in unison, almost orchestrated; I laughed a small laugh and gripped the edge of the table hard and held my ass firm and upturned to him. Sajid grunted and pulled back to thrust again, my bangles jangles as he fucked me. With his methodical thumping, the jangling became louder and followed the beat of his fucking. I wished I’d taken them off but instead of silence, I actually added to the noises with a series of
‘Unh…Unh’ as he changed his pace of fucking.
Sajid had started rapidly sliding in and out of my cunt luxuriating in the way my lips rode over his head, his hands slowly slid up my waist; up the sides of my torso and now the thumb was on my back while the four fingers gripped the side of my chest. This allowed his index finger to feel the mass of breasts while the middle finger and ring finger teased my nipples.
“Oh Sajid…fuck me…Mmmmm…” I hissed through clenched teeth. I shook my head from side to side as indescribable pleasure emanated from my breasts and as the occasional lunge from the cock touched a pleasure zone inside my pussy.
“Ahh…” exhaled Sajid with every thrust, and as he pulled back; he sucked in his breath through and open mouth, making a seething sound. The rhythm of the hiss of the seething intake and the ‘Ah’ of the thrust followed a pattern as he closed his eyes, gripped my torso and fucked with a need to finish quick. This was dangerous as I rightly pointed out, but he could not have waited another hour; right now, he just needed to own me, mark me, pound me and fill me. I started to convulse as my orgasm ripped through me; I brought up one hand to hold my lower tummy as I felt the thick cock in my womb, from the deep penetration. I could feel it throb and pulsate inside me through the stomach wall; an occasional twinge of pain came from his marauding cockhead touching a sensitive part deep in me. My legs gave way as the intensity of the orgasm caused me to buckle. I let out a scream of desperate wanting when his cock slipped out of my cunt as I fell forward, my face now buried in the pile of clothes in the suitcase.
His cock smeared itself on my ass as it missed its target completely and Sajid lurched in an uncontrolled response to lack of the grip of my cunt. I frantically reached for his cock and Sajid frantically grabbed at my hips, I was now completely face down and my ass in the air; my cunt was vacant and throbbing and I needed urgently to be filled back.
“Yyyeeessss….” I bellowed when he sank back into me, the sensation of cumming which had built up in him had receded and Sajid pounded into me with a vengeance to regain the lost peak. The brutality of his quest took me over the cliff and my pussy melted in a cascade of spasms, I came like I thought only men came; drenching and shuddering uncontrollably. The furniture groaned and squeaked as it slipped from its position on the floor and closed the gap with the wall, the suitcase overbalanced and threatened to fall to one side. I clung onto the suitcase and table and held my cunt steady and open for him to bludgeon me into submission through the now impending orgasm. Sajid shuddered and came in torrents, as he most usually did with me, after two thrusts; he left my hips, placed his hands on the wall and thrust his cock deep into me and held there. The next few spasm of his cock were from the spewing from his cockhead and not from any thrusting, he stayed embedded and only when the pleasure threatened to recede completely did he pull back and thrust back in and hold again. Another dribble of sperm and another thrust back, with each successive thrust; his cockhead swelled a little lesser and lesser, till finally he’d come to rest on my sexy broad ass.
For me the flooding surge of warmth brought out deep sighs and screams in the throat, my womb filled with Sajid’s sumptuous outpourings. I felt his seed deep in me and I held steady as he plunged and held himself in more than once. His pleasure was so important to me, I just wanted him to savor every tremor of his and for me to receive every little spend from his system. As the rapidly shrinking cock slipped away, I found myself unsupported as Sajid had now placed his hands on the wall. I fell over, suitcase and all; I now was on my back, half inside my suitcase, looking up at Sajid who was standing still, hands on the wall. Thankfully my Ghagra fell back to cover me, through my ass was still not covered. I watched Sajid, lost in the trance of his experience, except for the occasional shuddering aftershock of his orgasm; he threw his head back, his hand reached for his cock and he gave himself a squeeze through a handful of cloth squeezing out the never ending dribbles and yet drying his cock.
Sajid looked down at me, lying in a head amongst clothes, the lower part of my blouse open and showing part of my breasts. My eyes looked deep into his, my hand roamed over my lower belly with the womb within and I palmed myself there, where he’d deposited copious volumes of his seeds. I reached up inside his dhoti and squeeze-pinched the inside of his thigh.
“You naughty…” I pronounced and got up and continued “Let me change now…” signaling an end to the episode.
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