He was sitting on the corner couch. I was still standing at the door, when we made eye contact. I smiled “Nice”.
“This is the last time I’ll ask you this, Anupama,” he warned. “What do you want?”
“I want…” I paused, as I looked pleadingly into his eyes.
“I want…” I rephrased, really wanting to speak the words, genuinely wanting to simply blurt everything out, but struggling against my shame, concealing my terrible personality from a judging world, and battling against my marriage to finally cross that invisible line. Samar and I had only ever discussed theory, flirting, temptation, etc. up to this point, but this was the step from which, once committed, I could never back out!
“I want to be one of them who you make love here” I finally finished.
“I FUCK my SLUTS here, Annu”
“Deepa too”? I asked suddenly popped that name into my mind.
“Yes” he answered my question for the first.
“May I know who is she?” I requested.
He smiled said nothing. After a brief silence “I want to be your slut then” I explained.
“Umhm, go on, I’m listening” pushing me further.
“I want you to fuck me like one of your sluts” I answered closing my eyes.
“Sluts don’t wear anything in this room”
I opened my eyes and looked at him again with my pleading eye. Expecting him to make me naked and fuck me.
“Strip”
“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” I said, my mind spinning with lust. Even though I hadn’t even seen his dick yet, I simply had to have it. I held my dress at the bottom and slowly at started to pulling it up. In the meantime, I closed my eyes again, trying to ignore the embarrassment and shyness built inside me. When I pull the dress up till my waist, my thong was just visible, I stopped and pleaded “Please” with the expectation that he would ask me to stop and come to me and make me naked. It’s way less embarrassment when someone else make you naked instead of you getting on your own in front of someone.
“You know you need this,” he explained.
I then resumed pulling my dress up again, more slowly. First my belly, then my breast covered in a laced bra, then I finally pulled it off and let it fall on the floor. I was standing crossing my legs, one hand covering my pussy and the hand right on the cleavage but not trying to cover my boobs, face on the right, eyes were still closed.
“Bra and panty too, keep the stockings on.”
His voice gave me a tingle in my pussy. I reached for my bra to unclasped it. As I did my 34 size boobs were popped out. My laced bra was hanging on my shoulder and my hands were still on my back. Eyes were still closed.
After a little pause I opened my eyes facing him, I shook my head left & right to indicate I can’t do it further. But he blinked his eyes totally disapproving my request. I left helpless, having no option, neither I wanted to disappoint him, I slowly reached to my shoulder to move my plastic straps and grabbing it I let it fall. My boobs popped out open. Next, I ran my hands through my waist and held the top of my laced panty, bending in front I finally pulled down.
“Good Girl” he complemented me like a kid.
I blushed, happy to fulfil his wish.
“Now get on all fours and crawl” he ordered.
I slowly got down on my knees, bending over touching the floor with both hands, I started to crawl slowly. My boobs were hanging and crashing with each other. To add up sexiness, I was wiggling my ass just as my mother told me. She once taught me, wiggling ass while crawling always looks intense, make guys believe we’re equally interested and will to do anything to satisfy them. Since I was wearing thigh high, it was surely doubling up the intensity. As expected, he was just sitting there enjoying the view. I paused when I reached, but stayed on all fours.
“Are you ready?” he asked.
“Yes sir,” I replied without hesitation, wanting to just let go of myself and obey, and using the simple word ‘sir’, to add emphasis to the hierarchy already established.
“Good girl,” he said “Now move my pants down” he paused, then “using your mouth”
This was completely unexpected when I met his eyes and smiled. I nonetheless swung for his belt. I began to pull that belt aside by biting it with my teeth. It was quite difficult and took me a minute or so, but I eventually succeeded. But I couldn’t use my teeth or my mouth to open the belt, so I turned to him once more for assistance. He took his belt off. Then it was my turn to zip, which I found to be fairly simple. I bit the puller as I slid it downward. He then took his hook off. It turned out to be really simple since I bit his pant again in the waist area and lowered my head to pull it down while crawling across the couch to his back. Thankfully, the pant dropped.
After that he turned around and smiled “What do you want?” he asked again.
“I’m ready to do whatever you tell me to,” I affirmed.
“Without hesitation?”
“Yes, sir, to the best of my ability.”
“Now pull down my underpants,” he ordered.
This time I grabbed his top elastic portion of his underwear with my and looked at him for approval. He blinked his eyes. It was clear indication of YES, so I pulled down his underwear and his dick popped up right in front of my face. It was semi hard. Not that huge, in fact it was average size six inches. He stepped outside the pant and asked me “Enough?”
I looked at him with a smile “More than enough”
“Good, now get to work”
I had to go down from the couch to since he was standing fair distance that won’t be reach with my mouth there. As I crawl down again on the floor, opened my mouth his dick was just an inch away from my mouth.
He walked close to me. I started to lick his dick outside, like an ice-cream or lollipop. Till his whole dick was covered up with saliva I kept licking with my tongue from top to bottom, side by side. Then I kissed on the tip. He let out a moan. I then swirled my tongue all over the tip. Grabbing my hair, he was just enjoying. Finally I broke the line and slide it inside my mouth, pushed myself deep till his dick touched my throat. I kept it inside for a little then took it out of my mouth. Now closing my lips covering my teeth I slide it in again. This time I didn’t took it out, instead I started to suck, up- down. While I was doing it, I kept swirling my tongue inside. I was totally cautious about my teeth, and time to time I was covering my teeth with my lips while sucking and pushing his cock deep.
Then I touched his balls, given some tickle. He shivered. I then took it out and grabbing it started to rub and stroke while I reached for his balls and took one of them at a single time and sucked it. Then I slowly licked his perineum but never stopped stroking him.
Finally, I reached his ass and gave him lick. He grasped my hair roughly and moaned. I looked at him in the eyes, since I heard from my mother, watching partner while stroking or sucking is a huge turn-on. Then I went back to his dick again, licked the tip, grabbing the foreskin about one-third of the way down, and pull it back tightly, holding it there while I continue stroking. After a brief, kept pulling the foreskin up over the head and using it to stimulate the head as I stroke him. He moaned aloud.
I blushed. Looking at him with a smile I pulled his penis in up down, sometimes side by side directions and switching up my grip. Cupping my whole hand around the base of his dick I did a slight twisting motion (clockwise) as I move my hand up and down his shaft. He moaned repeatedly. Then, switched to sliding my thumb and pointer finger up and down his dick, bit faster this time.
He warned “I’m going to cum soon”.
To go for the kill, I then slide his dick back in my mouth. I literally bobbed him up and down, his tip was thrusting my throat with each time. He pulled my hair roughly and kept pushing me deep.
Finally, I felt warm seed in my throat. This was first time ever I had taken a load. It’s salty–yet not like any other salty snacks I’ve had before. It might not taste good, but not bad at all. However, he kept fucking my mouth and I kept sucking until he finished releasing all of his cum inside my mouth, throat to be exact. Lastly, I took his dick it out, but still grabbing licking all of it.
He then pulled my hair “It’s time for you to get rewarded” he announced pointing a round table in opposite side, “crawl over the table, spread your legs wide, head on the table facing behind, ass up in the air.”
As soon as he finished, I immediately started crawling [of course wiggling my ass], got up on the table. Even though it was not more than one foot, it was glass on it. And in the winter, especially midnight it was feeling cold like a freezer. However, I somehow managed to get up and horny enough to make me feel warm while resting my shoulder on the glass. Both legs wide open, for easily view or access my cunt or my asshole.
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