Meena - Saga of Tumultuous Sex Ch. 02

"Oh my God! Oh, what have I done?" She cried as she quickly grabbed her clothes, and struggling into them.

"Meena Aunty, honey, relax," Rajeev said as he tried to calm her.

"Relax? Relax? I just let a stranger man make love to me and you say relax?" she cried as she finished dressing.

Rajeev realized that he had to get her out of there as soon as he could, so he silently got back to the shed and put her bike together for her.

"Meena Aunty, I'm sorry. I thought you wanted it as bad as I did," he said as he gave her the bike.

"Please, Rajeev, just get out of here," she said as she grabbed the bike and left it in the Shed and headed toward the house.

Meena didn't see Rajeev's satisfied smile when she left, and it wasn't until she got into her bedroom that she realized that she hadn't wiped off the excess cum. There was a large tell-tail spot on her petticoat where it had leaked out of her so she dashed into her bed room and tore off her clothes, threw herself onto her bed and burst into tears.

"Oh my! Oh my God!'' She wailed as the tears flowed down her cheeks and onto her pillow.

When her crying had finally stopped she got off the bed and walked into her bathroom. She took a long hot shower before returning to her bedroom and dressing again. She turned her attention to her housework with a vengeance, and was half-way finished before she realized that she had a very satisfied warm glow deep in her tummy. She stopped what she was doing and smiled softly.

"I have to admit I did enjoy it, and he did have a very nice cock," she purred contentedly.

Then she shook that thought right out of her head.

The next morning the sexual interlude just continued, and she was now completely entranced and his slave Rajeev's slave.

Meena loved sucking cock. Like all of Rajeev's other women including his own rela-tive Rupa, she was an exceptionally skilled lover and she enjoyed sex immensely. But most of all, she loved the taste and smell of a thick, long cock in her mouth, the sharp tang of fresh, hot jizz.

There was something about her face and manner and body that instantly made men want to fuck her mouth. She was good-looking in a slightly fleshy sort of way. Yet some-how, beneath her middle-class exterior, she managed to exude an enormous sex-appeal. Her skin was utterly clear and smooth, totally devoid of even the minute hair that marks the skin of so many women. Her lips were full, slightly pouting the eyes small and dark, set wide and deep. The nose was full and two lines curved down her face from the middle of her nose, giving a slightly down-turned look to her mouth.

She had long hair, down to her fleshy buttocks. Her jaw was well-defined, the face oval with a delectable cleft in her chin. Her breasts were full and heavy and big, thrusting proudly out of the blouses beneath the *pallu*'s of the *sari*'s she al-ways wore.

The blouses were invariably cut in deep V-necks, the *sari* slung low, well below the fair, creamy spread of her slightly protuberant belly. She preferred translu-cent *sari*'s that afforded a good glimpse of her dark and deep and inviting cleavage. Her buttocks were luscious, spreading erotically, yet not too big and, thanks to the incessant lethal exercise, finely tone and taut.

She was in Rajeev's room now. He smiled gently and kissed her, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth. She smelled sweet and slightly musky, erotic. His hands slid up from her waist, over her luscious breasts, cupping them gently. She shiv-ered in pleasure as his fingers trickled into the deep V neck of the blouse, ca-ressing the slopes of her breasts. He slid the *sari* off her shoulder, caressing her belly.

"I want to suck your cock," she said softly. "I want your cum in my mouth."

He nodded. It had no taken much time to seduce and make the owner's wife a real slut for Rajeev, he had that Adonis feel in him and she was his latest conquest. Meena smiled gently, and began to strip him. He leaned back against the bed and closed his eyes, letting her draw the tensions of the day out of him in her inimi-table fashion.

Even limp, his cock was massive without her knowledge he had been in a ménage trios along with his friend fucking Rupa all night but it was as thick and long as most other men erect. She loved him, his enormous cock, his magnificent body, his gener-ous lovemaking. She had innumerable lovers, but none of them could make her feel as Rajeev did.

She unwound her *sari* and dropped her petticoat, standing before him only in her blouse. She flicked open all the buttons except the last, her breasts straining at the blouse, stretching it wide open, her breasts almost fully revealed to his hun-gry gaze.

She bent her head and, with her fingers encircling the hilt of his cock, without rolling back his foreskin, gently sucked on just the very tip of his penis, taking only the forefront of his cock-head into her mouth. Her tongue swirled erotically about his foreskin, flicking it this way and that and she tried to roll it back with her tongue. The sensation was extraordinary, and he gasped, crying out aloud. Her mouth was warm and moist, gentle yet insistent. His cock began to swell and thicken, growing hot and hard in her mouth. She sucked the tip of his penis relent-lessly, till he was erect and hard. She stopped and looked up at him, smiling in pleasure. He grinned down at her, his eyes glittering with lust.

In an intensely erotic motion, she dragged her tongue down the upper side of his cock-shaft and through the dark fuzz of his pubic hair, rising slightly on her knees. His belly rippled with excitement and she swirled her tongue through his na-vel. Her breasts pressed against his thighs. She took his throbbing tool in her hand and guided it into the deep channel of her cleavage, between her breasts and under her blouse.

The sensation was exquisite. Her warm, fleshy, slightly sweaty breasts enveloped his tool in a taut sheath, her breasts squeezed by the tightness of her blouse. She hunched her shoulders and began to move her torso slowly, jerking his cock between her breasts, swaying slowly from side to side and up and down so that his cock-shaft pressed hard against her breasts, rasping against her nipples and the blouse material. She raked her fingernails gently up and down his thighs and over his balls. He looked down at her mesmerized.

Her lips were parted, her nostrils flared and she was breathing heavily with ex-citement. She lifted the cock out of her breast-sheath and lasciviously caressed her cheeks and lips with it. She leaned away from him, releasing his cock slowly, almost reluctantly.

"Turn around," she commanded softly.

He obeyed, turning his back to her and leaning forward on his bed, his buttocks thrust back at her face. Kneeling behind him, Meena began to lick and kiss the back of his thighs and buttocks, teething them gently. She pressed her teeth against his buttocks and he squirmed in delight. She reached around for his tool, gently roll-ing it between open palms like a long sausage, jerking it back and forth slowly. At the same time, her tongue snaked into the crack between his buttocks, questing for his anus.

He shuffled his legs further apart and eased his torso down onto the bed. Reaching behind him, he clawed his buttocks open. Her tongue swirled around the puckered flesh of his anus and she moaned softly in pleasure. It tasted musky and erotic. His sphincter spasm as her tongue tip pressed insistently at it, then yielded and he gasped as she pressed her tongue into his asshole. He groaned softly, his hips trembling, his cock throbbing. His loins blazed with lust heat.

He felt her fingertip at his anus and he tensed. She pressed it firmly forward and he moaned and let her slide it into his ass. She held her fingertip inside his anus and drew her tongue downward. Her soft face and lips slid between his buttocks and thighs, her fingertip still locked in his asshole.

Gently, she lapped at his balls, examining their contours with her tongue, taking their loaded weight between her lips. Her lips parted and he groaned in pure joy as she began to suckle on the orbs gently, one by one, then both together. Fire roiled up in his belly and his balls ached for release.

She continued to torment him. She bent her head, drawing her long, tasseled plait before her, and slid it up between his legs, winding her hair and the black and silver-shot tassels around his tool. Now she began to move her finger in his butt, twisting it round and round and in and out. She frigged his cock slowly, simultaneously sucking his balls. He felt as though he was being devoured.

"God yes," he gasped. "Yeh ... that's so good ... yes ..."

Her head moved lower and he gasped again as her warm, moist lips found his cock-tip again, sucking gently on it, her tongue playing with his cock-head once more. Her head was between his thighs, arched way back like a suckling calf. He could see the valley of her breasts, shining with his pre-cum gunk.

Slowly, she pulled her finger out of his ass and he gasped at the release of ten-sion. He moved to turn around, but she forced him to remain as he was. She turned around and shuffled backwards between his thighs, her head tilted back. She lifted her long black and gold *mangalsutra* and pressed it with a fingertip to ass once more. He groaned in pleasure and yielded. Gently, she slid her necklace into his asshole. He cried out, his face contorting as he felt the small, hard beads squeeze into his rear channel. She took his shaft in her fist and gently rolled back his foreskin. Her mouth was still maddeningly distant from his cock, driving him wild as her hot breath and fiery tongue flickered serpentine cross his throbbing cock-head.

"C'mon whore! Suck it! Suck my cock!" he cried hoarsely.

She kissed his cock-head, and held her lips there. He waited, trembling and tense. Her lips parted, and her tongue met his cock-head. Her lips slid down, her tongue winding round and round his cock-head. Lower and lower went her lips, her tongue trying to pry open the slit in his cock-head, making him gasp and groan.

At last, she began to suck his swollen, throbbing penis. Her mouth was warm and sticky moist, sucking sharply on his tool. He gasped loudly and she began to frig his butt, sliding her necklace in and out of his cock with her fingertip. His sphincter convulsed and instantly, she thrust the twin strands in deeper, taking even more of his cock into her mouth and sucking hungrily on it dragging her head lower onto his tool and left it there.

"OHH Meena uhhhhh yes ... uhhhh yeh ohhh god yes ... ohhh that's good ... mmmm yes ... do it cunt ... yes ... do it!" he cried.

His hips swung and gyrated, pumped back and forth, up and down, his buttocks flex-ing and un-flexing on her finger. He thrust a hand down and held her head, jerking it hard back and forth, fucking her face. She took it smoothly, not missing a beat, her tongue and lips encasing his rod firmly. He bent his head and looked down and saw that she was masturbating, one hand between her leg, jerking a finger in and out of her cunt, her hips lurching and writhing. Her cheeks billowed with his size.

He began to fuck her mouth harder, his hips plunging back and forth, thrusting the gorged, bursting, dark cock in and out of her distended mouth, going faster and faster, faster and faster. Her head moved rapidly back and forth, snapping furious-ly between his legs and she began to frig his ass harder, her finger jerking in and out to the knuckle.

He felt his spout roil up from his balls. She sensed it, too and timed it beauti-fully. At the very last moment, she jerked her head back, lips wide, tongue under his cock-head. The backward jerk of her neck snapped her *mangalsutra* out of his anus and his head arched and he gasped loudly and came, shooting hot jizz over her tongue, deep into her mouth, straight down her throat and over her face and into her deep cleavage.

Meena moaned softly and swallowed it all. His load was prodigious and she felt gid-dy with the tangy taste and odor of it. As the spurts slowed, her lips closed on his cock once more and she sucked hard trying to draw out every last drop. He groaned, panting, head bent between his arms, his chest heaving, catching his breath.

She waited, his cock in her mouth, gently sucking and licking him till he was ready again. His cock was still rock-hard and she knew that what she had swallowed was but a fraction of what his balls held. It was a larder that never emptied.

He fucked her on her back on the floor. Meena had unhooked her *mangalsutra*. She took him between her forked, raised thighs, guiding his cock-head to her cunt-lips. He went into her smoothly and deeply and she gasped and arched under him, pulling his head down to hers, her tongue snaking up into his mouth, her breasts hot under his chest. Her hands slid down his powerful, sharply tapering torso to his buttocks once more and she teased them apart. He lifted them and waited, gasping, sucking on her breasts.

She forced her *mangalsutra* into his anus once again, and he groaned, his hips writhing. This time, she slid more and more of it into him till only the amulet lay outside his anus. "Now ... fuck me hard ..." she muttered thickly. "Fuck me hard!"

He rammed into her violently, delirious with joy and the breath whooshed from her throat and she arched and twisted under him, her face jerking back and to one side, contorted in a rictus of lust.

"Oh ma unhh oh uh ah-ah-AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Meena cried.

Her cunt was a vortex that sucked him deep into her flesh.

"Take it! Take it, whore, take it!" he shouted.

He slid out and slammed into her again and again, hitting a furious, bucking rhythm, his buttocks and hips pumping frenetically up and down, up and down, his cock sliding in and out, in and out, ravening her cunt-lips wide open. Her body jerked and snapped under his thrusts and her cries rang his ears.

"Oh god yes, yes ohhhh yes Rajeev yes oh ma uhhh *hanh* uhhh Ohhh uhh oh oh oh oh uhhh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh Ohhh ma oh ma oh ma oh yes!" Meena's erotic litany throbbed with their motions.

"Oh fuck yes oh yes take it! Take it whore, take it! Take my prick, slut take it all ... mmm oh yes ... yes ... more! Ahhh yes! Oh-uh-oh-uh-oh-uh-oh-uh-oh-uh-oh-uh-oh-uh-oh yes!"

Faster and faster he went piston and pumping like a dervish, ram-fucking her cunt. She did orgasm violently, arching and bucking under him and he groaned and rammed deep into her again and again as her cunt convulsed on his tool.

He quivered with the imminence of his release, his hips twitching at her thighs, and she pulled at her *mangalsutra* and began to draw it out of his asshole. Rajeev arched his head and cried out as the beads popped out of his ass one by one. The heat burst forth again, and he me violently, shooting jets of sizzling white-hot spoot deep into her slit.

Still he was not sated, and Meena moaned deliriously in deep rut. He slid out of her cunt and, moaning and panting, her body trembling still, she slid over him. He kissed her deeply, thrusting his tongue into her mouth.

"Oh god I want you," she moaned softly. "I want to suck your cock again."

He smiled and kissed her hot, swollen breasts. "Go ahead, Aunty ... be my guest," he murmured.

Meena smiled her face radiant with joy as she snaked down his body again and nuz-zled his crotch. His penis was still erect, massive irresistible.

Whimpering deep in her throat, she kissed it tenderly and licked the thick bulbous head. It smelled of jizz and cunt-juice in a potent cocktail. Slowly, she took it in her mouth and began to suck it, her eyes closed in happiness.

Arching his head, Rajeev studied her. Her glossy hair fell in a thick veil over one side of her face, and her head rolled from side to side as she sucked every inch of his cock. Her fingers cupped his cock tenderly as she pumped it in her fist.

It was an erotic vision and he smiled in pleasure and, sighing softly, surrendered to her desire.