“Want to enter me?” she asked, caressing his hair as he suckled on her nipple.
“No, I just want to feast on your breasts,” Aryan replied taking a break from suckling to speak.
Rashmi had large purple nipples that she hated. They made her look pregnant in her book. She began to moan softly as Aryan’s suckling began to turn her on.
“Aryan… you’re… turning me… on,” she whispered, breathlessly.
Aryan didn’t respond suckling on her breast even harder.
Rashmi couldn’t take it anymore. She needed his manhood inside her – her vagina was screaming for it, lush with wetness.
“Inside… me… please,” she said, almost begging.
In response, Aryan put both his hands on her right breast, squeezing it softly, and began to suckle even harder.
“Haaaaaaah!” Rashmi moaned. She found it hard to keep her eyes open and put her arms around his head affixing him to her breast within her embrace.
On her thigh, she could feel his manhood, hard and ready to go. Despite them having had sex last night, she hadn’t seen his organ yet. She tried to open her eyes but he was suckling her nipple so hard that it was hard for her to control her organs.
With supreme willpower, she pulled herself away from his lips.
She opened her eyes and noted that he looked really surprised. ‘What’s wrong?’ – his eyes seemed to be asking. She got up on all fours and crawled towards his groin.
He was definitely well-endowed: his boner was six inches – not as big as the ones she had seen in porn, but it looked nice and thick. Taking his organ in her right hand, she pushed down his foreskin and then, placed herself over him. He seemed to understand what was about to happen.
Gently but quickly, Rashmi guided the erect member towards her vaginal lips. She pushed a small part of it inside with her hand, her vagina feeling a little tight. Then, she rocked her hips down and to her surprise, found that her vagina was lubricated enough to accept his organ inside fully.
She yelped as his penis went deep inside her – Aryan, on his part, sighed sharply, his eyes closing momentarily.
Slowly, she began to buck her hips back and forth, pushing his organ inside her back and forth, placing her hands on his chest. His chest muscles felt rock hard under her hands. Maybe it was because of how hot Aryan was – looking, as he did, like a Greek God – or maybe, it was because she was having sex after such a long time, but the penis felt better than anything ever had inside her. Not her ex-boyfriend’s cock, not her sex toy, not the odd banana she had inserted inside her – nothing felt as satisfyingly pleasing as Aryan’s organ. Aryan placed his hands on her breasts, squeezing them together, gently pinching her nipples.
She began to pick up speed and the pleasure increased manifold, making it impossible for her to keep her eyes open again. She could feel small sharp bursts of pleasure inside her, just under her navel. Thinking of her navel, she remembered that her potbelly would now be clearly visible to him – she was still a little conscious of being overweight, even though Aryan had through the entirety of the previous day and still was, making her feel like a sexy Goddess – his sexy empress. She stopped riding him and bent forward to kiss him.
“No, I just want to feast on your breasts,” Aryan replied taking a break from suckling to speak.
Rashmi had large purple nipples that she hated. They made her look pregnant in her book. She began to moan softly as Aryan’s suckling began to turn her on.
“Aryan… you’re… turning me… on,” she whispered, breathlessly.
Aryan didn’t respond suckling on her breast even harder.
Rashmi couldn’t take it anymore. She needed his manhood inside her – her vagina was screaming for it, lush with wetness.
“Inside… me… please,” she said, almost begging.
In response, Aryan put both his hands on her right breast, squeezing it softly, and began to suckle even harder.
“Haaaaaaah!” Rashmi moaned. She found it hard to keep her eyes open and put her arms around his head affixing him to her breast within her embrace.
On her thigh, she could feel his manhood, hard and ready to go. Despite them having had sex last night, she hadn’t seen his organ yet. She tried to open her eyes but he was suckling her nipple so hard that it was hard for her to control her organs.
With supreme willpower, she pulled herself away from his lips.
She opened her eyes and noted that he looked really surprised. ‘What’s wrong?’ – his eyes seemed to be asking. She got up on all fours and crawled towards his groin.
He was definitely well-endowed: his boner was six inches – not as big as the ones she had seen in porn, but it looked nice and thick. Taking his organ in her right hand, she pushed down his foreskin and then, placed herself over him. He seemed to understand what was about to happen.
Gently but quickly, Rashmi guided the erect member towards her vaginal lips. She pushed a small part of it inside with her hand, her vagina feeling a little tight. Then, she rocked her hips down and to her surprise, found that her vagina was lubricated enough to accept his organ inside fully.
She yelped as his penis went deep inside her – Aryan, on his part, sighed sharply, his eyes closing momentarily.
Slowly, she began to buck her hips back and forth, pushing his organ inside her back and forth, placing her hands on his chest. His chest muscles felt rock hard under her hands. Maybe it was because of how hot Aryan was – looking, as he did, like a Greek God – or maybe, it was because she was having sex after such a long time, but the penis felt better than anything ever had inside her. Not her ex-boyfriend’s cock, not her sex toy, not the odd banana she had inserted inside her – nothing felt as satisfyingly pleasing as Aryan’s organ. Aryan placed his hands on her breasts, squeezing them together, gently pinching her nipples.
She began to pick up speed and the pleasure increased manifold, making it impossible for her to keep her eyes open again. She could feel small sharp bursts of pleasure inside her, just under her navel. Thinking of her navel, she remembered that her potbelly would now be clearly visible to him – she was still a little conscious of being overweight, even though Aryan had through the entirety of the previous day and still was, making her feel like a sexy Goddess – his sexy empress. She stopped riding him and bent forward to kiss him.
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