Service From A Highway Mechanic 8211 Part 2
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Those who are reading this I hope you have read the previous parts, if not please read it before proceeding.
He got up, got dressed, and asked what I wanted for dinner. I asked for mutton biryani. He left the room to get dinner ordering me to not get dressed until he arrives. He came after around 15 minutes with food. We had our dinner with my boobs out and mangalsutra dangling over them.
He was dressed in full. After having dinner I said that I am a little tired and feeling sleepy, he also agreed and we both slept. In the middle of the night, I felt his hands roaming around my body. He kept on caressing my legs by inserting his hands inside the saree.
I was already naked above the waist. I was feeling all this a bit ticklish and I was smiling. Slowly he raised my saree to my thighs and reached near my pussy. He circled his fingers around a few times before touching it. I was moist again by then. He rubbed my pussy lips with fingers and that made me moan.
I couldn’t pretend anymore that I was sleeping and got up. He got a bit surprised. But seeing me smile he also smiled and started rubbing my pussy while looking directly into my eyes. I tried to win this war by not reacting to his act but in a few seconds, I moaned.
I told him to come in front of me and lick my pussy. He got up and came out of the blanket. He was naked with his cock fully erect. He came between my legs and raised my saree fully to expose my pussy. This is the first time he is looking at my pussy directly though he has already fucked me earlier in the night.
He came near and kissed me there. It was a wholesome feeling getting pussy kissed by a stranger, I twitched and closed my legs around his head. He keeps on kissing and sucking my pussy. I told him to insert his tongue inside the hole and I used my fingers to spread the lips.
Once he started inserting his tongue I reached another world. He was licking me like a hungry dog. I was wiggling like a bitch in heat. He kept on sucking/licking for about 10 minutes. At the same time mauling my both boobs as much they became red. That sort of roughness is what I was craving for long.
I was so close to squirting and that’s when he stopped to take a breath. I allowed him just 2 seconds to breathe and again pushed him to lick me. This time he did it more aggressively. I began to stretch my body and in a few minutes, I came. It was such a relaxing moment after being satisfied.
I was panting like I ran a marathon and he was there smiling. Now it was my turn to return the favor. I told him to come near me and I smooched him on his lips as a gesture of satisfaction. I slowly slid him towards the boobs. He started to suck my nipples a biting it lightly.
Here I am again into the world of ecstasy. I stopped him and we came in the 69 position so that I can pleasure him too. His cock was still hard and with just a touch of my hand, it sprang up. I kissed the head of his dick and he wriggled by this act.
This is the thing with a circumcised dick. I don’t have to pull the foreskin back and forward. It’s as clean as it could be and ready to be taken inside the hole. I took the swollen head inside and lowered my pussy towards his mouth. He raised the saree to my waist and held it there.
He continued sucking me and I was giving him a blowjob, his first-ever. This continued for a few minutes. I stopped blowing him as I don’t want him to cum there as I want him inside my pussy. I asked him whether he wants to suck more or want to get inside my pussy. He said he would like to fuck me.
I got up and stood on the ground and started removing the saree. In no time I was naked for the first time that night. There is not a thread on my body except for my mangalsutra. I moved to the bed and kissed him hungrily. I kept on smooching and stroking his dick to get full hardness.
In no time he is rock hard and ready to drill. I lay on my back and he came over me and spread my legs and exposed my pussy. The weather outside has deteriorated and it started raining heavily. The sound of the tin shed of the adjacent garage is like music to two conjugating beings.
I taught him how to just touch his cock head to my pussy lips and spread it and keep rubbing it to tease me. He did it for a few seconds and slowly entered me with his thick and smooth cock. it kept on entering me like a hot knife pierces butter and slowly disappeared in the depths of my womanhood.
His pubic hairs were touching my skin. Since I always keep my pussy hairs clean shaved. I grabbed his shoulders around his back and pulled him towards me. He almost fell on me and crushed my boobs with his chest. We remained that way.
He lifted his hips and took his cock slightly and shoved it back. He squealed a bit and gradually he picked up speed and started fucking me. With each stroke, he takes out his cock almost up to the head and pushes it inside in one go. Believe me, long strokes are the best strokes a married woman desires.
With each push, a humph sound comes out from my mouth. I also was reciprocating his rhythm to get the deepest penetration. My loud moans were filling the room. This continued for around 10 minutes with variable speed. When the pressure built inside me came out, I shrieked and collapsed, wet with sweat.
He continued his assault and was ramming my pussy like he was taking revenge. In another 5 minutes, his strokes started to fasten and deeper and he grunted like mad and came inside. He filled my pussy with his cum and collapsed over me after making a few more strokes and squeezing every drop of his cum.
My pussy was contracting and expanding it’s inner walls and milking his slightly limp cock. He slept over me and kept his cock inside. It came out slowly once it softened completely. Along with that his cum also came out from my dripping pussy.
I asked him to roll over so as he is crushing me under his weight. We slept naked for the rest of the night. I placed his head over my boobs and made him sleep. He also placed his hand near my pussy and slept gradually while playing with my pussy lips.
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Hello everybody. This is my first story here on this site. I am John from Mumbai and a professional maseeur. I provide massage and other services to any lady anywhere. This is a story of my first experience around 4 years back as a masseur to a lady who stayed at Worli. I had given an advt. in a newspaper classified and she approached me on my mobile from that advt. It was a hot summer afternoon when I received her call, and she introduced herself as Shilpa Sharma(Name same but surname...
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He could feel the wind wrapping itself around his body as he cruised his motorcycle down the lonely stretch of highway. He could see the sun setting in the horizon and knew he found a place where he wanted to be. The motorcycle was something he had been hoping to own someday, he just didn’t realize someday would become today. He looked down to see how fast his bike was traveling and when he glanced up again, he almost didn’t see her parked along side of the road with her hood popped on her...
As she drives down the highway, her mind wanders to the last time that she and her lover were together. She could still feel the first embrace of his arms, the first kiss on her lips, and the smell of him after being apart for so long. Oh how she missed him during those weeks that they could not be together. How she longed to be with him, if even for a few brief moments, but she knew the reasons why they could not be together and accepted them no matter how much it hurt her heart. She could...