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An Indian Wife’s Desire – Part 2 free porn video
Mira, an Indian wife’s rite into sexual awakening – Part 2
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By mirax86@xhamster. Based on real events. Contd. from Part 1
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Still hard and deep inside, Ram spoke. “You have been such a cock tease, prancing this butt…” he paused and moved his left hand down to grab my left ass cheek in a strong grip “… and these tits, braless...” and he let go off my ass and moved his hand over and mauled my breasts, pinching my nipples as he moved between the two, and then continued “.. in my face far too long. You had this coming for a while. Ever since Harini told me about your conversation, every time I fuck Harini now, I am only able to cum when I think about you. You fucking whore..” he almost shouted “ you think titillation is a game?” My brain was in a tizzy now. Even as I was still enjoying his hand on my breasts and his penis parked deep inside, my brain was trying to process everything he had just said. Guilt and realization swept me. He was right, I had worn low cut jeans and tops many times around him, especially when my husband was not around (he would not have approved), had gone braless and panty less during several such wardrobe choices. When bending down, I had made no effort to cover and had at least on a couple of occasions, made sure Ram was over by where I was or next to me or looking at me. It had just been my way of teasing him, nothing more. I managed a weak “Ram, I am sorry, you are right, I should not have teased you in such a manner, I was just playing and really did not mean to upset you or anyone else or plan for things to get to where they are now.” Ram seemed to relax a bit but then in a somewhat rough manner, shoved my legs off his shoulder and commanded “Get your legs on the bed, turn over, I want your knees positioned close to the edge, your butt over the edge facing me, your head and hands resting on a pillow. I want you offering me that butt now, that butt you have been teasing me with for a while.” His voice was stern, almost a menacing growl. Almost in a daze, I did as I had been told. He seemed pleased with my submission. He slapped my butt cheeks a few times and I yelped as they tinged. “You have a lovely round ass Mira, I have been wanting to see you this way for a while. Now be a nice little doggie, say you are sorry and beg me to fuck you.” With his left hand holding me firmly at the waist, he slapped my butt a few more times and then to the shock of my smarting pussy, first rubbed the wet lips and then positioning the base of his palm on my butt hole, smacked the pussy lips hard, cupping his fingers. I yelped as a wet clapping sound echoed in the room. I could not understand what had become of the kind, funny Ram I knew. This Ram was being a sadist dominant fucker. I had never been sexually dealt with in this manner, and in spite everything that had transpired, this manner of submitting myself to his commands was giving me a kinky kick of its own. Our relationship had changed irreversibly in the last 30 minutes and he was revealing shades of me I never knew existed. So I told him I was sorry and said “Ram, please fuck me.” He said “Again, and a little louder this time, you cunt”. I repeated myself, begging him to fuck him, begging for forgiveness, louder this time, trembling in anticipation. I felt his penis at my love hole, he held me tight at my waist with both hands as he ploughed his hard thick cock inside. I had rested my head and hands on a pillow, my butt jutting up and outwards for him to see and enjoy. His first rough entry would have pushed me down had his strong hands not held me in place. He picked up a rhythm now with long strokes, hardly missing a beat, going deeper with each stroke, pumping my poor pussy hard with his large heavy meat. “Phack, phack, phack, phack…” the tiny room echoed with the sounds, the squish of my wetness meshing into the loud slaps of our bodies making contact. I felt my perineum getting assaulted by those heavy balls, just the way I had imagined. My breasts were swaying freely as he fucked my pussy vigorously. I brought my hands down to my sides and held his legs to steady myself, pushing back to his thrusts. It only took a few minutes. The buildup had been intense. I screamed and climaxed with a huge orgasm, the uncontrolled action propelling me away from Ram. He had probably sensed this because he pulled out at the same time and used his strength to gently guide me sideways on my right and laid me in the middle of the bed. He then crawled up on the bed behind and spooned me, wedging his throbbing huge, wet dick between my butt cheeks and put his heavy burly left hand over me, grabbed and massaged my breasts and nipples delicately, kissing me erotically on my neck and left ear. We both were perspiring, breathing hard but my breasts and nipples were feeling warmer now with his touch, my pussy was throbbing, but in a happy way, a deep happiness and calm was settling over me like a warm blanket. Though this man was not my husband, in just under an hour, he had transformed my day - no really my life and had showed me what I had been missing. I was thankful, almost grateful for what had happened and was willing from that point on to please him in any way I could. After a few minutes he rolled me over on my back. I realized he may not have cum, I had certainly not felt him or was he going for seconds? I wanted him to cum in my mouth, I wanted to taste him, the preamble had tasted quite palatable earlier when I had him in my mouth.
He used his strong thighs to spread my legs and then spread them even more with his hands under my thighs, his huge hands grabbed my butt cheeks in a strong grip. He leaned over me. The way he had my legs stretched at 45 degrees was a strain on my legs, all his upper body weight was on me, it was getting hard to breathe but I adjusted, did not grumble and circled my hands over his broad back. I then felt his dick, which seemingly didn’t understand fatigue, enter my stretched, chaffed, tired but still a very wet pussy. He banged it in ferociously, pulling himself out almost all the way and driving it in again. And again. He was turning me on again, I had forgotten my initial discomfort of this position and had my hands circled around his back, holding him tight as I yelped with his demonic thrusts. All the angst, sexual tensions and frustrations between us were culminating and being released by his savage fucking. As he developed his rhythm again, I was building an orgasm, moaning, crying, sometimes moving my hands up and down his back as I was now completely overcome by the pounding he was giving me. The mattress creaked under his onslaught, “phack, phack, phack, phack….” I was worried if the neighbors would hear. He hammered my pussy this way without a break for what seemed like a very long time before he began to slow down and I heard him take deep long breathes as he began to tense. I sensed he was going to cum, as he began to disentangle himself and pull out, I reached down with my hands to his well-developed man buttocks and pulled them into me, even as I pushed my pelvis up to lodge him completely deep inside. He understood what I wanted, made no more effort to pull out and I then felt him erupt inside me. He exhaled hard as he jerked and jerked his hips, grinding his pelvis into mine. He was buried all the way in, I felt his head pushing hard, surely he must be spewing his semen into my cervix. It was as if he did not want even a drop spilled out, he did not ask me if I could get pregnant, he must have wanted to cum deep inside me for a long time, the poor boy. I felt my vagina getting filled with his hot semen, some of it was going to run off, no matter what he wanted. As both of us relaxed, sweaty but happy, I turned to find him facing me. We kissed and our tongues met in a deep passionate kiss. He raised himself off me and pulled himself out of my pussy which was a soaking mess now. He looked at my heaving chest appreciatively, then down at my vagina and said “Well… I hope your pussy is feeling better now. Did she get it right?”. I simply nodded shyly, very happy, in a light trance.
Ram shuffled over on his knees besides my face, his big limp dong hanging invitingly. I immediately understood what he needed. I turned sideways, gently raised his heavy member, which was coated with our coital juices with one hand and began licking and cleaning his balls. My touch and the work my tongue was putting in must have appeased because it awakened the monster in my hand. It began to swell and extend in my tiny hand as I gently stroked it and continued licking and sucking his balls below. I was looking up and was left in wonder as the half limp transformed into something majestic and handsome. I moved up from the balls and started at the base of his penis, licking, sucking, cleaning and swallowing our juices off his shaft and did not stop till I had his head in my mouth.
He was turned on again and missionary fucked me again, this time with his arms under me pulling me up, chest to chest, allowing me to be free with my legs, keeping his weight off me. He was gentler as he drove deep into me. The fuck was amazing, he listened to my moans and cries and adjusted the rhythms of his hips to my orgasms, of which I had multiple. By the time he let me go, I was drained and completely exhausted. He pulled out and was now lying on his back, taking a well-deserved break. He motioned for me and as I raised myself on my side, pushed my head south. I started with his shaved balls again making sure I did not miss a spot, stroking his penis with my petite hand at the same time. I then moved up and while gently massaging and cupping his balls, gave his erect member the full attention of my mouth. I used a good amount of saliva and gagged quite a few times as I tried to take him as deep into my throat as I could. After about 10 minutes I sensed him getting tense. I moved my hand just under the large penis head, holding him a little firmly there, used short strokes while I massaged his balls with the other hand and put my mouth over his cock. I flicked the glans with my tongue and never closed my mouth over his penis. In a few seconds he came heavily and shot his load all over my tongue, thick sprays of his cum hit the back of my throat, running down the insides of my throat. I turned my head to look at him. He looked satisfied, relaxed and even slightly bemused with how attentive I had been to taking his cum in my mouth. I used my two hands to stroke and pull his penis into my mouth squeezing out any remaining cum as I bobbed my head down and sucked vigorously, yet gently. I swirled his semen, enjoying the taste before swallowing. Once I was sure he was completely drained, I took his penis, which was now getting a little limp, out of my mouth, moved his foreskin back and forth over the head and as that trickle of cum appeared at the mouth of the head, licked it up slowly bottom to top, keeping my eyes locked on his.
We showered together, our hands again enjoying each other’s bodies, our lips meeting more than once. We dried ourselves, I found my nightie and put it back on, he found his dress and as I walked him to the door, I asked “What are you going to tell Harini?” The time was 2:59 AM. We had fucked for almost 3 hours. He smiled and said “Don’t worry, she is waiting for her fuck and she will get it now”. I was a little dumbfounded. Was he being serious? I opened the door and he pulled me to the open entrance, hugged and kissed me, his big hands naturally went down and grabbed my naked ass and mauled them for a while. I was a little bothered, he had his hands on me in full public view, the hallway light was on, so anyone outside could see my naked state, could see us kissing and could see his hands now fondling my breasts. But it was middle of the night and I did not want to spoil his mood after all the time he had given me and so I let him play with my body in the open doorway for those few minutes, even when he pulled up my nightie exposing and rubbing my shaved pussy. Finally satisfied he had made quite the scene for anyone watching, he waved goodbye and was gone.
I closed the door, switched off the lights and crawled into bed. I lay there still for a few minutes, fighting exhaustion, trying to replay and understand what had just happened. How would this play out with my husband? Would he find out? What is Harini going to say when she finds out? What is Ram going to tell her? Will Ram fuck me again? There were so many questions dancing around in my head with no answers. I decided to check my phone before I would try and finally switch off for a very eventful night. 2 messages. One from Harini, the other from my husband. My heart beating fast, I opened Harini’s message first “Has he left?” Time of text was 3:05 AM, right about the time I was seeing Ram off. I didn’t know what I could reply and if I should even respond. The text from my husband was at 12:15 AM, around the time I was deciding if I should take Ram’s penis in my mouth. It read “Rescheduled flight, see you later today. Looking forward to seeing you”. "Bastard!" My head screamed as I curled up in a fetal position and cried myself into some sort of slumber.
To be continued...
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By mirax86@xhamster. Based on real events. Contd. from Part 1
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Still hard and deep inside, Ram spoke. “You have been such a cock tease, prancing this butt…” he paused and moved his left hand down to grab my left ass cheek in a strong grip “… and these tits, braless...” and he let go off my ass and moved his hand over and mauled my breasts, pinching my nipples as he moved between the two, and then continued “.. in my face far too long. You had this coming for a while. Ever since Harini told me about your conversation, every time I fuck Harini now, I am only able to cum when I think about you. You fucking whore..” he almost shouted “ you think titillation is a game?” My brain was in a tizzy now. Even as I was still enjoying his hand on my breasts and his penis parked deep inside, my brain was trying to process everything he had just said. Guilt and realization swept me. He was right, I had worn low cut jeans and tops many times around him, especially when my husband was not around (he would not have approved), had gone braless and panty less during several such wardrobe choices. When bending down, I had made no effort to cover and had at least on a couple of occasions, made sure Ram was over by where I was or next to me or looking at me. It had just been my way of teasing him, nothing more. I managed a weak “Ram, I am sorry, you are right, I should not have teased you in such a manner, I was just playing and really did not mean to upset you or anyone else or plan for things to get to where they are now.” Ram seemed to relax a bit but then in a somewhat rough manner, shoved my legs off his shoulder and commanded “Get your legs on the bed, turn over, I want your knees positioned close to the edge, your butt over the edge facing me, your head and hands resting on a pillow. I want you offering me that butt now, that butt you have been teasing me with for a while.” His voice was stern, almost a menacing growl. Almost in a daze, I did as I had been told. He seemed pleased with my submission. He slapped my butt cheeks a few times and I yelped as they tinged. “You have a lovely round ass Mira, I have been wanting to see you this way for a while. Now be a nice little doggie, say you are sorry and beg me to fuck you.” With his left hand holding me firmly at the waist, he slapped my butt a few more times and then to the shock of my smarting pussy, first rubbed the wet lips and then positioning the base of his palm on my butt hole, smacked the pussy lips hard, cupping his fingers. I yelped as a wet clapping sound echoed in the room. I could not understand what had become of the kind, funny Ram I knew. This Ram was being a sadist dominant fucker. I had never been sexually dealt with in this manner, and in spite everything that had transpired, this manner of submitting myself to his commands was giving me a kinky kick of its own. Our relationship had changed irreversibly in the last 30 minutes and he was revealing shades of me I never knew existed. So I told him I was sorry and said “Ram, please fuck me.” He said “Again, and a little louder this time, you cunt”. I repeated myself, begging him to fuck him, begging for forgiveness, louder this time, trembling in anticipation. I felt his penis at my love hole, he held me tight at my waist with both hands as he ploughed his hard thick cock inside. I had rested my head and hands on a pillow, my butt jutting up and outwards for him to see and enjoy. His first rough entry would have pushed me down had his strong hands not held me in place. He picked up a rhythm now with long strokes, hardly missing a beat, going deeper with each stroke, pumping my poor pussy hard with his large heavy meat. “Phack, phack, phack, phack…” the tiny room echoed with the sounds, the squish of my wetness meshing into the loud slaps of our bodies making contact. I felt my perineum getting assaulted by those heavy balls, just the way I had imagined. My breasts were swaying freely as he fucked my pussy vigorously. I brought my hands down to my sides and held his legs to steady myself, pushing back to his thrusts. It only took a few minutes. The buildup had been intense. I screamed and climaxed with a huge orgasm, the uncontrolled action propelling me away from Ram. He had probably sensed this because he pulled out at the same time and used his strength to gently guide me sideways on my right and laid me in the middle of the bed. He then crawled up on the bed behind and spooned me, wedging his throbbing huge, wet dick between my butt cheeks and put his heavy burly left hand over me, grabbed and massaged my breasts and nipples delicately, kissing me erotically on my neck and left ear. We both were perspiring, breathing hard but my breasts and nipples were feeling warmer now with his touch, my pussy was throbbing, but in a happy way, a deep happiness and calm was settling over me like a warm blanket. Though this man was not my husband, in just under an hour, he had transformed my day - no really my life and had showed me what I had been missing. I was thankful, almost grateful for what had happened and was willing from that point on to please him in any way I could. After a few minutes he rolled me over on my back. I realized he may not have cum, I had certainly not felt him or was he going for seconds? I wanted him to cum in my mouth, I wanted to taste him, the preamble had tasted quite palatable earlier when I had him in my mouth.
He used his strong thighs to spread my legs and then spread them even more with his hands under my thighs, his huge hands grabbed my butt cheeks in a strong grip. He leaned over me. The way he had my legs stretched at 45 degrees was a strain on my legs, all his upper body weight was on me, it was getting hard to breathe but I adjusted, did not grumble and circled my hands over his broad back. I then felt his dick, which seemingly didn’t understand fatigue, enter my stretched, chaffed, tired but still a very wet pussy. He banged it in ferociously, pulling himself out almost all the way and driving it in again. And again. He was turning me on again, I had forgotten my initial discomfort of this position and had my hands circled around his back, holding him tight as I yelped with his demonic thrusts. All the angst, sexual tensions and frustrations between us were culminating and being released by his savage fucking. As he developed his rhythm again, I was building an orgasm, moaning, crying, sometimes moving my hands up and down his back as I was now completely overcome by the pounding he was giving me. The mattress creaked under his onslaught, “phack, phack, phack, phack….” I was worried if the neighbors would hear. He hammered my pussy this way without a break for what seemed like a very long time before he began to slow down and I heard him take deep long breathes as he began to tense. I sensed he was going to cum, as he began to disentangle himself and pull out, I reached down with my hands to his well-developed man buttocks and pulled them into me, even as I pushed my pelvis up to lodge him completely deep inside. He understood what I wanted, made no more effort to pull out and I then felt him erupt inside me. He exhaled hard as he jerked and jerked his hips, grinding his pelvis into mine. He was buried all the way in, I felt his head pushing hard, surely he must be spewing his semen into my cervix. It was as if he did not want even a drop spilled out, he did not ask me if I could get pregnant, he must have wanted to cum deep inside me for a long time, the poor boy. I felt my vagina getting filled with his hot semen, some of it was going to run off, no matter what he wanted. As both of us relaxed, sweaty but happy, I turned to find him facing me. We kissed and our tongues met in a deep passionate kiss. He raised himself off me and pulled himself out of my pussy which was a soaking mess now. He looked at my heaving chest appreciatively, then down at my vagina and said “Well… I hope your pussy is feeling better now. Did she get it right?”. I simply nodded shyly, very happy, in a light trance.
Ram shuffled over on his knees besides my face, his big limp dong hanging invitingly. I immediately understood what he needed. I turned sideways, gently raised his heavy member, which was coated with our coital juices with one hand and began licking and cleaning his balls. My touch and the work my tongue was putting in must have appeased because it awakened the monster in my hand. It began to swell and extend in my tiny hand as I gently stroked it and continued licking and sucking his balls below. I was looking up and was left in wonder as the half limp transformed into something majestic and handsome. I moved up from the balls and started at the base of his penis, licking, sucking, cleaning and swallowing our juices off his shaft and did not stop till I had his head in my mouth.
He was turned on again and missionary fucked me again, this time with his arms under me pulling me up, chest to chest, allowing me to be free with my legs, keeping his weight off me. He was gentler as he drove deep into me. The fuck was amazing, he listened to my moans and cries and adjusted the rhythms of his hips to my orgasms, of which I had multiple. By the time he let me go, I was drained and completely exhausted. He pulled out and was now lying on his back, taking a well-deserved break. He motioned for me and as I raised myself on my side, pushed my head south. I started with his shaved balls again making sure I did not miss a spot, stroking his penis with my petite hand at the same time. I then moved up and while gently massaging and cupping his balls, gave his erect member the full attention of my mouth. I used a good amount of saliva and gagged quite a few times as I tried to take him as deep into my throat as I could. After about 10 minutes I sensed him getting tense. I moved my hand just under the large penis head, holding him a little firmly there, used short strokes while I massaged his balls with the other hand and put my mouth over his cock. I flicked the glans with my tongue and never closed my mouth over his penis. In a few seconds he came heavily and shot his load all over my tongue, thick sprays of his cum hit the back of my throat, running down the insides of my throat. I turned my head to look at him. He looked satisfied, relaxed and even slightly bemused with how attentive I had been to taking his cum in my mouth. I used my two hands to stroke and pull his penis into my mouth squeezing out any remaining cum as I bobbed my head down and sucked vigorously, yet gently. I swirled his semen, enjoying the taste before swallowing. Once I was sure he was completely drained, I took his penis, which was now getting a little limp, out of my mouth, moved his foreskin back and forth over the head and as that trickle of cum appeared at the mouth of the head, licked it up slowly bottom to top, keeping my eyes locked on his.
We showered together, our hands again enjoying each other’s bodies, our lips meeting more than once. We dried ourselves, I found my nightie and put it back on, he found his dress and as I walked him to the door, I asked “What are you going to tell Harini?” The time was 2:59 AM. We had fucked for almost 3 hours. He smiled and said “Don’t worry, she is waiting for her fuck and she will get it now”. I was a little dumbfounded. Was he being serious? I opened the door and he pulled me to the open entrance, hugged and kissed me, his big hands naturally went down and grabbed my naked ass and mauled them for a while. I was a little bothered, he had his hands on me in full public view, the hallway light was on, so anyone outside could see my naked state, could see us kissing and could see his hands now fondling my breasts. But it was middle of the night and I did not want to spoil his mood after all the time he had given me and so I let him play with my body in the open doorway for those few minutes, even when he pulled up my nightie exposing and rubbing my shaved pussy. Finally satisfied he had made quite the scene for anyone watching, he waved goodbye and was gone.
I closed the door, switched off the lights and crawled into bed. I lay there still for a few minutes, fighting exhaustion, trying to replay and understand what had just happened. How would this play out with my husband? Would he find out? What is Harini going to say when she finds out? What is Ram going to tell her? Will Ram fuck me again? There were so many questions dancing around in my head with no answers. I decided to check my phone before I would try and finally switch off for a very eventful night. 2 messages. One from Harini, the other from my husband. My heart beating fast, I opened Harini’s message first “Has he left?” Time of text was 3:05 AM, right about the time I was seeing Ram off. I didn’t know what I could reply and if I should even respond. The text from my husband was at 12:15 AM, around the time I was deciding if I should take Ram’s penis in my mouth. It read “Rescheduled flight, see you later today. Looking forward to seeing you”. "Bastard!" My head screamed as I curled up in a fetal position and cried myself into some sort of slumber.
To be continued...
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