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In The Hotel Room
By: Londebaaz Chohan
It was only 20 miles but due to the play while driving there it seemed like 200 miles as Manohar Bajwa and Clair reached the hotel in the evening. They had booked this room in advance and as they were registering, they were told that there was a little repair needed under the bathroom vanity and it would be done in less than an hour and they happily agreed.
In the car Manohar’s hands had been in her skirt and she was no shy either and searched his pants all along. Manohar’s fingers were longer than the penis of many men had and they were thick and talented too for teasing her physically until she was ready to beseech for the relief. It was only her obduracy and inflexibleness in addition to the full knowledge that after the weekend she shall be so well-satisfied, prevented her to ask him to take her in the car. MB was physically far better than any man Clair had known. He was tall, solid, and muscular with strong long legs. His very masculine face always sparkled with deep brown eyes.
Clair was looking forward to the bullish, uncomfortable, grudge fucking, she had been promised since over a week. Some of their friends and mutually knowing people thought that they were colleagues at some office but no one could guess, how they came to know each other. They were different than many others. Their each sexual encounter was infrequent and far in between to be considered as the last. Manohar was perceived to be a control freak of himself, callous and very fed-up for his very young age. Claire was also a control freak for survival. She had a good career, respectably working for couple of charities. She was a single mother and her own k**s were not much younger than Manohar in age. She had been on her own for some years, never thought to take a man and gave her life, devoting her time for career and the family. She must be around 38 but looked far too young, with tight body, long red blond hair, solid boobs and weight in check with medium body frame.
Once in the room, he grabbed her, quickly shoving his long thick fingers in her already wet and warm pussy and right then there was a knocking on the door. He answered to see the repair man who must be not older than 25 at the most. Very fit, healthy with dark blond hair and blue eyes. Manohar let him in and he walked straight into the bathroom, opened the vanity, pulled out his tools and knelt into the vanity. Manohar once again resumed to play with her but Clair being a respectable and gentle lady, did not want the repairman to witness any of this and pulled away a little. Manohar seemed determined to continue and laughed out loud when she suggested to wait a while. He walked behind her and wrapped his arm around her waist while the other hand went straight to her pussy lips. She could feel him getting stiff against her behind and feel his fingers working magic moves on her cunt by moving in and out. His fingers were getting all slithered and Clair was becoming very anxious for the repairman to get done and leave soon.
As the repairman made some murmuring remarks, Manohar nudged the bathroom door to open wide, holding Clair openly and playing with her body even for the repairman to see clearly if he ever looked out of the bottom of the vanity where he was half buried. It felt naughty to Clair to know that they could be caught and she tried to hide behind the door. She knew Manohar was enjoying her discomfort. She thought that Manohar would not let the repairman see, what they were doing, attempting to play the safe game. Clair was so involved with the happenings that she could not even comprehend what Manohar said to him and he appeared from under the vanity to look up at them and apologized for interrupting their evening but Manohar made a quick response, telling him that he was not interrupting anything while the repairman looked straight at the spot where Manohar’s arm disappeared into the Clair’s skirt. Manohar must have realized the fact as well because his fingers immediately started a new attack on her and she moaned loud, as she simply could not control herself. She could have left the room being very uncomfortable with the repairman staring at her but Manohar would not let her. She was torn between the feeling of excitement and embarrassment.
Somehow Clair felt very safe as long as he was wrapped around her and she assured herself that the repairman could not see anything although there was no doubt as to what Manohar was doing. Strangely, Manohar’s hand kept busy at her pussy when the 2 men started talking as if Clair was not even in the room there. Her excitement was exceeding her embarrassment and she was trying her best to keep a control of herself, thinking of the repairman to leave soon so she could push Manohar on the bed to ride his hard long penis taking it deep inside her.
Damn! Out of nowhere, Manohar asked the repairman, if he liked the shaved pussy? Clair was so awe struck that she did not even care to listen or remember his reply but she was mortified when Manohar asked her to raise her skirt for him to which she refused and with a determination in his eyes Manohar gave her the very nasty look which was impossible to resist. He again told Clair to lift her skirt, this time more like an order. She could see the look, the fire, the rage in those eyes to hypnotize her. She raised her skirt until her clean shaven mound was naked and visible to all. She closed her eyes struggling with the feelings to protect her high morality.
With her eyes closed, she could feel Manohar spread her cunt lips for the repairman to show him the hard, engorged pink clitoris and the horniness oozing from her pussy. The bathroom light was directly falling on her moist and shining thighs well doused with her pussy juices. More she tried to control herself and the thumping in her chest, she was mortified to hear Manohar tell the young repairman that he could touch and feel her. This made her eyes fly open! What was he thinking? She quickly tried to pull her skirt down but MB was much faster to grasp her tighter and grabbed her bunched up skirt just before her. Looking up all she could see were those hard eyes as he pulled her ever closer with a squeeze of reassurance. She was now contemplating to get even for this humiliation but also knew that she was not going anywhere to get out of this. She thought that the repairman might be a nice gentleman and refuse any advances but her this thought had to be discarded quickly as she saw him move closer to them.
Clair closed her eyes once again. The fingers sliding over her clitoris were still Manohar’s to keep her open and soon there was the touch of different fingers. In an attempt to get away from his touch, exploring her, made Clair push harder into Manohar and she could feel his steel solid cock in the small of her back. MB told her to spread her legs wide, which she complied though a bit unwillingly and suddenly a finger slid inside her. Manohar was letting the repairman use her pussy without her consent and she was letting it happen. She was only hoping that a bit of touching and feeling might be it and end the game started by the two men. No! The second finger entered her pussy and the quick ramming of in and out started with strength and will. The squishing sound of her flowing juices was heard loud and clear as he pumped with a rhythm and pace. Suddenly Manohar moved back a bit and now Clair could feel the repairman’s tongue and lips on her to have his warm breath on her cunt and the clitoris. She gasped, “No”! And felt Manohar squeeze her tight to him with his hands on her rounded ass as he pulled her.
Manohar thoughtfully took his hands off her pussy lips and began unbuttoning her satiny blouse. By now her nipples were very obvious through the shiny material, she had on, only for Manohar. No bra, no panties like always. Manohar kind of always liked that no matter how properly she dressed for other men but for him, he did not like the fucking bra or the panties to get in his way, when he was playing. He loved her ample tits moving freely under a shirt and her nipples always semi erect for him. She was a woman of high character and always tried to cater to his wishes when nobody else would be around but the things were made easier for Manohar. She was wondering if the repairman thought her of being a cheap slut!
Manohar reached inside and tugged her breast, pinching the already hard nipple. She was totally in a chaos. Part of her terrified, embarrassed and scared of where all this was leading; while part of her was also so turned on. With the repairman working her pussy with couple of fingers and his tongue, she hit the ceiling and started ejaculating. Thankfully, Manohar’s arms still snuggly held her by the waist. Orgasm took her over. Her legs were like made of jelly. Her screams of pleasure were echoing in the bedroom area as well as the bathroom. Everything was unreal, a strange guy’s tongue, fucking her as the spasms continued in the safety of Manohar’s arm around her. Before she recovered, her blouse was taken off her and she did not resist because the crux of orgasm had blocked all her rational thoughts and responses. Manohar made her lay on the bed, the repairman was there behind him. Making her lay there comfortably, Manohar took the position at her head, pinning her wrists to the bed while her arms were raised above her head.
Clair was naked, powerless, exposed and vulnerable with her ample breasts heaving to catch her breath. The repair guy was standing close to her feet with his eyes glued to her tits and hard nipples. Manohar gestured the young repairman to pull off her skirt. She attempted to move her legs away from him but the grip clasped her ankles together between his legs and he leaned over to undo the waistband of her skirt. He was smiling cheek to cheek while the huge bulge in his pants was also showing his pleasure down there. Clair was horrified as the repairman tugged her skirt over her hips and pulled it off in one go. Manohar gripper her tight, she knew, not to fight him as the skirt came off her. Manohar told the repairman, he wanted to see the repairman fuck her. Her thoughts were screaming, how could Manohar say that but he was almost smiling at her, his eyes were laughing. Manohar was keeping her pinned to the bed. She knew struggling against Manohar’s powerful body was useless but she struggled as the repairman removed all her clothes to be completely naked for him. Now she was scared and uncertain, what was going to happen! The repairman was a total stranger for her. She was partly excited, the foreplay in her pussy had turned her on and getting anxious to be fucked but she was expecting Manohar to do the fucking and not a stranger. Nothing out of the ordinary!!
Her thoughts were shattered as the repairman roughly pushed her thigh apart to separate her pussy flaps showing the hole dripping with excitement. She was so busy wrestling with Manohar, she could not even resist the quick move made by the repairman. As he climbed on the bed, she noticed, he must have a record holding in the Guinness book of records for the girth of his cock but not as long or even close to the length, Manohar had. Slowly, as if he wanted Clair to feel if not watch, he brought his extremely thick cockhead to her pussy and rubbed it against the flaps, coating it with her lube and then placed it on her opening, making her open wider and stretch yet more as he entered her. Feeling the pressure of the enormous head, she tried to wiggle away but she was already impaled. She looked at the delightful face of Manohar to see her skewered on the unbelievable thick meat pole of the repairman. He was undoubtedly loving the scene. The repair boy kept pushing in slowly until his balls were pressed at Clair’s ass. She felt much stretched but thankfully not hurting too bad though completely filled.
Now the repairman sprawled on top of her and his hands took control of her wrists. He started fucking slowly, very slowly sliding in and out of her as if he knew the surefire way to fuck her, torturing her longing for the hard, rough and the brutal fucking. She groaned every time he pulled out of her and screamed as he came back in. Manohar had taken his clothes off by now and helped the pair change position, bringing her on her knees and mouth at Manohar’s lap with her hips in the air and her cunt still at a good angel for the repairman to fuck, though it was upside down now. Manohar was constantly looking at the fattest cock entering in her pussy and emerging out to sink back in fast. His always a larger sized, easily aroused cock looked even longer, much aroused, thicker than she imagined. Her whole being was focused on the sensations being created in her pussy and she wanted to ejaculate, she had to ejaculate. She was needing Manohar to be inside her but to see him as excited as he was relaxing her to enjoy the fucking.
Manohar offered his cock to her and asked her to suck it. She had a little bit of difficulty to raise her neck to take him in her mouth. His size was always a struggle and she had always wished to do better for him. She licked around the huge helmet edge and ran her tongue over the cock slit tasting his pre cum and feeling Manohar shudder a bit. As she got busy sucking, licking him, Manohar’s hands came down to her boobs and he began kneading them with strong hands and long fingers. She kept struggling sucking him deep because of her doggy position and also getting excruciatingly fucked by a thickest cock in the world making her feel aroused and wonderful, getting closer to her climax. Even sucking him with a bit difficulty was making her feel good. Her cheeks were caving in as she breathed through her nose. She felt him pinch and pull her nipples and started bursting in her mouth almost at once. The repair boy seemed to have renewed his staying power and was now constantly pumping in her pussy with a rhythm. His body would stiffen as her pussy would clutch him to spasm around his horrendous thickness but he would not release his juices. She was fucking him back, enjoying and not worried or feeling guilty in the presence of her man Manohar.
She felt Manohar’s large hand and thick fingers creep to her ass as the repairman kept slamming and taking a great joy in every scream or moan as he fucked her. She was feeling Manohar’s fingers press gently but persist to find the asshole. Instant fear made her tense immediately. She had been introduced to anal sex by Manohar already. She remembered to have tried it many years ago but the man was inexperienced causing her the most agonizing pain and after couple of times she had vowed to never do it, until Manohar convinced her to try it again. He explained her fully and in details, what shall he do exactly and what she could expect. She was terrified but Manohar helped her overcome her fear. Manohar took his time, relaxing her with a few drinks over a period, playing with her clitoris, until she wanted to be ass fucked and asked for it. The look on Manohar’s face had been very comforting, willing her to be prepared to go through it again. After all the assuring, first time when he ass fucked Clair, it was painful like hell breaking loose. Manohar took almost over an hour to patiently and gently fill her ass and did it purposefully. He did not blast off in her ass but to sooth her, fucked her pussy for a while before flooding her and she also came very hard. They did it again and this time Clair lasted even longer and then it became one of the regular feature of their sexual rituals.
As Manohar’s finger gently fucked her asshole, the repairman continued ramming in her pussy, making her oblivious to everything except the two distinct sensations. Manohar then inserted another finger in her ass, making her to stretch more. The feeling was indescribable with little discomfort and double strokes, that were bringing her close to orgasm.
Manohar told Clair and the repairman to roll over and now the repairman was under her, she on top of him, fucking his cock with her pussy. Soon Clair felt Manohar’s cock press against her ass. Her fear came back again. She had never understood how, such long and thick cock could adjust and fit in her ass. Her excitement level was dropping as Manohar was pressing harder to invade her ass. From under the repairman’s each stroke was pushing a little harder as well. Manohar’s cockhead slipped inside her ass. The discomfort was considerable but it was a discomfort and not a nasty pain and she was so turned on, thinking of 2 cocks in her body at one time. She was moaning but very quietly. Clair sensed Manohar’s gentleness as he slid in her ass but somehow Manohar thought that she was in pain and he stopped but soon she remembered it was one of his fantasy to stop fucking her right in the middle just for teasing.
Now with 2 awesome cocks with terribly hurting, tearing and slaughtering qualities, she felt more stretched and filled than she thought actually being possible. Her man was sliding his cock more quickly in her ass and the repairman was alternating his strokes with Manohar. Clair was totally in heaven. They were both competing for her attention by fucking her more brutally. This overwhelmed her and she climaxed again. This time her orgasm was much more sever as it washed over her wave after wave. Both men grabbed her tightly in between their bodies as she shivered, convulsed and her cunt flexed and relaxed faster. The repairman gave in to the contractions of her pussy on his thick cock and he stiffened, lunging in her and began shooting his lava. He seemed to cum forever until his thrusts died down from under her. Soon as his horse thick cock fell out of her, he rolled out from under her leaving Manohar and Clair united at her ass.
Manohar’s long fingers got busy on her nipples and her clitoris, while he pulled her body into him. As their play continued, the repairman’s fingers also came back to her clitoris for playing some more. Clair could not believe, he was actually trying to build her to enjoy another orgasm while Manohar was fucking her harder than he ever had before. Her tits were waving round and round like the fan of a reverse helicopter until Manohar rammed in her ass as raw as he could. She was tiring but still keeping up humping back at his cock and felt Manohar cum in her ass with deep growling noises. Manohar also seemed to take longer to cum this time and plop out but he was not limp yet. Clair collapsed on his side in a fetal position and repairman’s fingers still in her busy at her clitoris. She still enjoyed it!!
She looked, Manohar was still hard and repairman was also fingering deep inside her, finger fucking her the best. Her viscous and glutinous excretion was running out of her pussy like a broken faucet and his finger was making an obscene sloshing noise with every stroke. Clair rolled on her back as her Manohar walked to the bathroom for wash up. She felt little nervous being left alone with a very young repairman owning a killer cock but she was too wiped out to take any action. She had no energy to take anyone in her pussy or the ass but if at all she could, she would prefer Manohar to fuck in her pussy now. She wanted to feel the long cock pressing against her cervix and massage her G and the repairman’s cock was not reaching that deep as Manohar could.
The repairman was relentless in trying to bring her to life almost torturing her. She opened her eyes and raised her head to see Manohar standing there with his cock in his hand and stroking it. She had no power to verbally ask for a fucking but turned to Manohar, opened her legs as an invite. Seeing him take couple steps to her, she reached and pulled him over her and wrapped her legs on his back taking his cock in her pussy slit. Suddenly she felt the cock power making her horny as well instead of being all drooped and tired. Manohar entered relatively easy, sliding on the wetness running out of her. He fucked her hard and deep finally pushing her knees to her chest for being able to go even deeper in her cunt. She did not remember ever being fucked so well. He kept stroking deep into her until her cervix gave no more. She knew her cervix will hurt terrible later but she did not care. With severe gasping and screams, she orgasmed two seconds before Manohar, dissolving the whole world around them. The only thing that she hoped to live forever was his cock impaled in her pussy. She felt another orgasm building in her with still the higher intensity. Now, she realized Manohar telling her that after the weekend, she shall so well fucked and satisfied to remember for a life time and she was looking forward to the bullish, uncomfortable, grudge fucking she had been promised.
The End. Your comments help me to write better for your reading pleasure. Please write a line. Lomdebaaz Chohan June 17, 2020.
By: Londebaaz Chohan
It was only 20 miles but due to the play while driving there it seemed like 200 miles as Manohar Bajwa and Clair reached the hotel in the evening. They had booked this room in advance and as they were registering, they were told that there was a little repair needed under the bathroom vanity and it would be done in less than an hour and they happily agreed.
In the car Manohar’s hands had been in her skirt and she was no shy either and searched his pants all along. Manohar’s fingers were longer than the penis of many men had and they were thick and talented too for teasing her physically until she was ready to beseech for the relief. It was only her obduracy and inflexibleness in addition to the full knowledge that after the weekend she shall be so well-satisfied, prevented her to ask him to take her in the car. MB was physically far better than any man Clair had known. He was tall, solid, and muscular with strong long legs. His very masculine face always sparkled with deep brown eyes.
Clair was looking forward to the bullish, uncomfortable, grudge fucking, she had been promised since over a week. Some of their friends and mutually knowing people thought that they were colleagues at some office but no one could guess, how they came to know each other. They were different than many others. Their each sexual encounter was infrequent and far in between to be considered as the last. Manohar was perceived to be a control freak of himself, callous and very fed-up for his very young age. Claire was also a control freak for survival. She had a good career, respectably working for couple of charities. She was a single mother and her own k**s were not much younger than Manohar in age. She had been on her own for some years, never thought to take a man and gave her life, devoting her time for career and the family. She must be around 38 but looked far too young, with tight body, long red blond hair, solid boobs and weight in check with medium body frame.
Once in the room, he grabbed her, quickly shoving his long thick fingers in her already wet and warm pussy and right then there was a knocking on the door. He answered to see the repair man who must be not older than 25 at the most. Very fit, healthy with dark blond hair and blue eyes. Manohar let him in and he walked straight into the bathroom, opened the vanity, pulled out his tools and knelt into the vanity. Manohar once again resumed to play with her but Clair being a respectable and gentle lady, did not want the repairman to witness any of this and pulled away a little. Manohar seemed determined to continue and laughed out loud when she suggested to wait a while. He walked behind her and wrapped his arm around her waist while the other hand went straight to her pussy lips. She could feel him getting stiff against her behind and feel his fingers working magic moves on her cunt by moving in and out. His fingers were getting all slithered and Clair was becoming very anxious for the repairman to get done and leave soon.
As the repairman made some murmuring remarks, Manohar nudged the bathroom door to open wide, holding Clair openly and playing with her body even for the repairman to see clearly if he ever looked out of the bottom of the vanity where he was half buried. It felt naughty to Clair to know that they could be caught and she tried to hide behind the door. She knew Manohar was enjoying her discomfort. She thought that Manohar would not let the repairman see, what they were doing, attempting to play the safe game. Clair was so involved with the happenings that she could not even comprehend what Manohar said to him and he appeared from under the vanity to look up at them and apologized for interrupting their evening but Manohar made a quick response, telling him that he was not interrupting anything while the repairman looked straight at the spot where Manohar’s arm disappeared into the Clair’s skirt. Manohar must have realized the fact as well because his fingers immediately started a new attack on her and she moaned loud, as she simply could not control herself. She could have left the room being very uncomfortable with the repairman staring at her but Manohar would not let her. She was torn between the feeling of excitement and embarrassment.
Somehow Clair felt very safe as long as he was wrapped around her and she assured herself that the repairman could not see anything although there was no doubt as to what Manohar was doing. Strangely, Manohar’s hand kept busy at her pussy when the 2 men started talking as if Clair was not even in the room there. Her excitement was exceeding her embarrassment and she was trying her best to keep a control of herself, thinking of the repairman to leave soon so she could push Manohar on the bed to ride his hard long penis taking it deep inside her.
Damn! Out of nowhere, Manohar asked the repairman, if he liked the shaved pussy? Clair was so awe struck that she did not even care to listen or remember his reply but she was mortified when Manohar asked her to raise her skirt for him to which she refused and with a determination in his eyes Manohar gave her the very nasty look which was impossible to resist. He again told Clair to lift her skirt, this time more like an order. She could see the look, the fire, the rage in those eyes to hypnotize her. She raised her skirt until her clean shaven mound was naked and visible to all. She closed her eyes struggling with the feelings to protect her high morality.
With her eyes closed, she could feel Manohar spread her cunt lips for the repairman to show him the hard, engorged pink clitoris and the horniness oozing from her pussy. The bathroom light was directly falling on her moist and shining thighs well doused with her pussy juices. More she tried to control herself and the thumping in her chest, she was mortified to hear Manohar tell the young repairman that he could touch and feel her. This made her eyes fly open! What was he thinking? She quickly tried to pull her skirt down but MB was much faster to grasp her tighter and grabbed her bunched up skirt just before her. Looking up all she could see were those hard eyes as he pulled her ever closer with a squeeze of reassurance. She was now contemplating to get even for this humiliation but also knew that she was not going anywhere to get out of this. She thought that the repairman might be a nice gentleman and refuse any advances but her this thought had to be discarded quickly as she saw him move closer to them.
Clair closed her eyes once again. The fingers sliding over her clitoris were still Manohar’s to keep her open and soon there was the touch of different fingers. In an attempt to get away from his touch, exploring her, made Clair push harder into Manohar and she could feel his steel solid cock in the small of her back. MB told her to spread her legs wide, which she complied though a bit unwillingly and suddenly a finger slid inside her. Manohar was letting the repairman use her pussy without her consent and she was letting it happen. She was only hoping that a bit of touching and feeling might be it and end the game started by the two men. No! The second finger entered her pussy and the quick ramming of in and out started with strength and will. The squishing sound of her flowing juices was heard loud and clear as he pumped with a rhythm and pace. Suddenly Manohar moved back a bit and now Clair could feel the repairman’s tongue and lips on her to have his warm breath on her cunt and the clitoris. She gasped, “No”! And felt Manohar squeeze her tight to him with his hands on her rounded ass as he pulled her.
Manohar thoughtfully took his hands off her pussy lips and began unbuttoning her satiny blouse. By now her nipples were very obvious through the shiny material, she had on, only for Manohar. No bra, no panties like always. Manohar kind of always liked that no matter how properly she dressed for other men but for him, he did not like the fucking bra or the panties to get in his way, when he was playing. He loved her ample tits moving freely under a shirt and her nipples always semi erect for him. She was a woman of high character and always tried to cater to his wishes when nobody else would be around but the things were made easier for Manohar. She was wondering if the repairman thought her of being a cheap slut!
Manohar reached inside and tugged her breast, pinching the already hard nipple. She was totally in a chaos. Part of her terrified, embarrassed and scared of where all this was leading; while part of her was also so turned on. With the repairman working her pussy with couple of fingers and his tongue, she hit the ceiling and started ejaculating. Thankfully, Manohar’s arms still snuggly held her by the waist. Orgasm took her over. Her legs were like made of jelly. Her screams of pleasure were echoing in the bedroom area as well as the bathroom. Everything was unreal, a strange guy’s tongue, fucking her as the spasms continued in the safety of Manohar’s arm around her. Before she recovered, her blouse was taken off her and she did not resist because the crux of orgasm had blocked all her rational thoughts and responses. Manohar made her lay on the bed, the repairman was there behind him. Making her lay there comfortably, Manohar took the position at her head, pinning her wrists to the bed while her arms were raised above her head.
Clair was naked, powerless, exposed and vulnerable with her ample breasts heaving to catch her breath. The repair guy was standing close to her feet with his eyes glued to her tits and hard nipples. Manohar gestured the young repairman to pull off her skirt. She attempted to move her legs away from him but the grip clasped her ankles together between his legs and he leaned over to undo the waistband of her skirt. He was smiling cheek to cheek while the huge bulge in his pants was also showing his pleasure down there. Clair was horrified as the repairman tugged her skirt over her hips and pulled it off in one go. Manohar gripper her tight, she knew, not to fight him as the skirt came off her. Manohar told the repairman, he wanted to see the repairman fuck her. Her thoughts were screaming, how could Manohar say that but he was almost smiling at her, his eyes were laughing. Manohar was keeping her pinned to the bed. She knew struggling against Manohar’s powerful body was useless but she struggled as the repairman removed all her clothes to be completely naked for him. Now she was scared and uncertain, what was going to happen! The repairman was a total stranger for her. She was partly excited, the foreplay in her pussy had turned her on and getting anxious to be fucked but she was expecting Manohar to do the fucking and not a stranger. Nothing out of the ordinary!!
Her thoughts were shattered as the repairman roughly pushed her thigh apart to separate her pussy flaps showing the hole dripping with excitement. She was so busy wrestling with Manohar, she could not even resist the quick move made by the repairman. As he climbed on the bed, she noticed, he must have a record holding in the Guinness book of records for the girth of his cock but not as long or even close to the length, Manohar had. Slowly, as if he wanted Clair to feel if not watch, he brought his extremely thick cockhead to her pussy and rubbed it against the flaps, coating it with her lube and then placed it on her opening, making her open wider and stretch yet more as he entered her. Feeling the pressure of the enormous head, she tried to wiggle away but she was already impaled. She looked at the delightful face of Manohar to see her skewered on the unbelievable thick meat pole of the repairman. He was undoubtedly loving the scene. The repair boy kept pushing in slowly until his balls were pressed at Clair’s ass. She felt much stretched but thankfully not hurting too bad though completely filled.
Now the repairman sprawled on top of her and his hands took control of her wrists. He started fucking slowly, very slowly sliding in and out of her as if he knew the surefire way to fuck her, torturing her longing for the hard, rough and the brutal fucking. She groaned every time he pulled out of her and screamed as he came back in. Manohar had taken his clothes off by now and helped the pair change position, bringing her on her knees and mouth at Manohar’s lap with her hips in the air and her cunt still at a good angel for the repairman to fuck, though it was upside down now. Manohar was constantly looking at the fattest cock entering in her pussy and emerging out to sink back in fast. His always a larger sized, easily aroused cock looked even longer, much aroused, thicker than she imagined. Her whole being was focused on the sensations being created in her pussy and she wanted to ejaculate, she had to ejaculate. She was needing Manohar to be inside her but to see him as excited as he was relaxing her to enjoy the fucking.
Manohar offered his cock to her and asked her to suck it. She had a little bit of difficulty to raise her neck to take him in her mouth. His size was always a struggle and she had always wished to do better for him. She licked around the huge helmet edge and ran her tongue over the cock slit tasting his pre cum and feeling Manohar shudder a bit. As she got busy sucking, licking him, Manohar’s hands came down to her boobs and he began kneading them with strong hands and long fingers. She kept struggling sucking him deep because of her doggy position and also getting excruciatingly fucked by a thickest cock in the world making her feel aroused and wonderful, getting closer to her climax. Even sucking him with a bit difficulty was making her feel good. Her cheeks were caving in as she breathed through her nose. She felt him pinch and pull her nipples and started bursting in her mouth almost at once. The repair boy seemed to have renewed his staying power and was now constantly pumping in her pussy with a rhythm. His body would stiffen as her pussy would clutch him to spasm around his horrendous thickness but he would not release his juices. She was fucking him back, enjoying and not worried or feeling guilty in the presence of her man Manohar.
She felt Manohar’s large hand and thick fingers creep to her ass as the repairman kept slamming and taking a great joy in every scream or moan as he fucked her. She was feeling Manohar’s fingers press gently but persist to find the asshole. Instant fear made her tense immediately. She had been introduced to anal sex by Manohar already. She remembered to have tried it many years ago but the man was inexperienced causing her the most agonizing pain and after couple of times she had vowed to never do it, until Manohar convinced her to try it again. He explained her fully and in details, what shall he do exactly and what she could expect. She was terrified but Manohar helped her overcome her fear. Manohar took his time, relaxing her with a few drinks over a period, playing with her clitoris, until she wanted to be ass fucked and asked for it. The look on Manohar’s face had been very comforting, willing her to be prepared to go through it again. After all the assuring, first time when he ass fucked Clair, it was painful like hell breaking loose. Manohar took almost over an hour to patiently and gently fill her ass and did it purposefully. He did not blast off in her ass but to sooth her, fucked her pussy for a while before flooding her and she also came very hard. They did it again and this time Clair lasted even longer and then it became one of the regular feature of their sexual rituals.
As Manohar’s finger gently fucked her asshole, the repairman continued ramming in her pussy, making her oblivious to everything except the two distinct sensations. Manohar then inserted another finger in her ass, making her to stretch more. The feeling was indescribable with little discomfort and double strokes, that were bringing her close to orgasm.
Manohar told Clair and the repairman to roll over and now the repairman was under her, she on top of him, fucking his cock with her pussy. Soon Clair felt Manohar’s cock press against her ass. Her fear came back again. She had never understood how, such long and thick cock could adjust and fit in her ass. Her excitement level was dropping as Manohar was pressing harder to invade her ass. From under the repairman’s each stroke was pushing a little harder as well. Manohar’s cockhead slipped inside her ass. The discomfort was considerable but it was a discomfort and not a nasty pain and she was so turned on, thinking of 2 cocks in her body at one time. She was moaning but very quietly. Clair sensed Manohar’s gentleness as he slid in her ass but somehow Manohar thought that she was in pain and he stopped but soon she remembered it was one of his fantasy to stop fucking her right in the middle just for teasing.
Now with 2 awesome cocks with terribly hurting, tearing and slaughtering qualities, she felt more stretched and filled than she thought actually being possible. Her man was sliding his cock more quickly in her ass and the repairman was alternating his strokes with Manohar. Clair was totally in heaven. They were both competing for her attention by fucking her more brutally. This overwhelmed her and she climaxed again. This time her orgasm was much more sever as it washed over her wave after wave. Both men grabbed her tightly in between their bodies as she shivered, convulsed and her cunt flexed and relaxed faster. The repairman gave in to the contractions of her pussy on his thick cock and he stiffened, lunging in her and began shooting his lava. He seemed to cum forever until his thrusts died down from under her. Soon as his horse thick cock fell out of her, he rolled out from under her leaving Manohar and Clair united at her ass.
Manohar’s long fingers got busy on her nipples and her clitoris, while he pulled her body into him. As their play continued, the repairman’s fingers also came back to her clitoris for playing some more. Clair could not believe, he was actually trying to build her to enjoy another orgasm while Manohar was fucking her harder than he ever had before. Her tits were waving round and round like the fan of a reverse helicopter until Manohar rammed in her ass as raw as he could. She was tiring but still keeping up humping back at his cock and felt Manohar cum in her ass with deep growling noises. Manohar also seemed to take longer to cum this time and plop out but he was not limp yet. Clair collapsed on his side in a fetal position and repairman’s fingers still in her busy at her clitoris. She still enjoyed it!!
She looked, Manohar was still hard and repairman was also fingering deep inside her, finger fucking her the best. Her viscous and glutinous excretion was running out of her pussy like a broken faucet and his finger was making an obscene sloshing noise with every stroke. Clair rolled on her back as her Manohar walked to the bathroom for wash up. She felt little nervous being left alone with a very young repairman owning a killer cock but she was too wiped out to take any action. She had no energy to take anyone in her pussy or the ass but if at all she could, she would prefer Manohar to fuck in her pussy now. She wanted to feel the long cock pressing against her cervix and massage her G and the repairman’s cock was not reaching that deep as Manohar could.
The repairman was relentless in trying to bring her to life almost torturing her. She opened her eyes and raised her head to see Manohar standing there with his cock in his hand and stroking it. She had no power to verbally ask for a fucking but turned to Manohar, opened her legs as an invite. Seeing him take couple steps to her, she reached and pulled him over her and wrapped her legs on his back taking his cock in her pussy slit. Suddenly she felt the cock power making her horny as well instead of being all drooped and tired. Manohar entered relatively easy, sliding on the wetness running out of her. He fucked her hard and deep finally pushing her knees to her chest for being able to go even deeper in her cunt. She did not remember ever being fucked so well. He kept stroking deep into her until her cervix gave no more. She knew her cervix will hurt terrible later but she did not care. With severe gasping and screams, she orgasmed two seconds before Manohar, dissolving the whole world around them. The only thing that she hoped to live forever was his cock impaled in her pussy. She felt another orgasm building in her with still the higher intensity. Now, she realized Manohar telling her that after the weekend, she shall so well fucked and satisfied to remember for a life time and she was looking forward to the bullish, uncomfortable, grudge fucking she had been promised.
The End. Your comments help me to write better for your reading pleasure. Please write a line. Lomdebaaz Chohan June 17, 2020.
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