Finally Anne rested her crotch on Shakti's face. It was easier that way but it was also erotic. Anne was rubbing her wet thong that held an even wetter pussy on Shakti's face. Shakti smelt her bitter sweet cunt juices. He looked up into Anne's crotch and saw her glistening pussy lips through the lacy fabric of Anne's thongs. Shakti's penis was fully erect and throbbing wildly in his shorts.
"It's stuck pretty badly," Shakti said as he pulled his hand out.
Anne was not paying attention. Her gaze was still transfixed on Shakti's big bulging cock.
"Let me try something else," Shakti said as he put his hands in between Anne's thighs to get a better grip on the dress.
Shakti tugged at Anne's dress. His hand was raised so high between Anne's thighs that her pussy grazed on to his hairy forearm.. Each time Shakti tried to pull the dress, it would rub against Anne's warm thighs and the thin fabric of her thongs. Now it was as if his forearm was fucking Anne's cunt The sensations were too pleasurable for Anne to ignore.
Anne moaned in pleasure and without realising it, she rubbed her pussy on Shakti's forearm. Gently to begin with but as the pleasure in her cunt mounted, Anne increased the speed and the intensity. Anne's cunt juices were now drenching Shakti's arm. Shakti's cock extended to the point of no return. Anne rubbing her pussy on his arm only helped his cock to swell further. He looked down and could see the tip of his purple penis jut out from the flap of his shorts. He tried to cover it but just couldn't.
He looked up at Anne and their eyes met once again. At that instant Anne knew that they would end up n bed. She felt the tension in her muscles from the sheer thrill and excitement.
"It's not working," Shakti said nodding his head as he stood up.
Anne looked quizzically at him wondering what next.
With nothing else to do Shakti decided to do what he wanted to do all this while.
Shakti gently placed the palm of his hands on Anne's soft round butt cheeks, caressed them lightly and then squeezed her buns. Anne was stunned and excited at the same time. Excited because of his bold move that was almost without a preamble! Anne's pussy throbbed in her panties as Shakti's raw hands squeezed her arse. Anne moaned in pleasure knowing that there was more to come.
"Might as well enjoy it," Anne cooed, just so that she'd let Shakti know that she liked what he was doing.
Shakti wrapped his arms around her waist and stroked her sides as he placed himself behind Anne. He then glided his hands smoothly across Anne's tight stomach over her silk blue dress then moved upward to cup her beautiful voluptuous breasts. Anne was basking in pleasure under Shakti's warm hands round her breasts. Anne relaxed into his grasp as her hips pushed her arse back and rubbed her butt cheeks on to Shakti's bulging cock that was pressing from behind her.
Shakti rubbed his penis on Anne's soft delicious buttocks, while squeezing her ripe breasts. He teased and played on both her nipples squeezing them between his thumb and forefinger, pinching them and flicking them. While doing that, he bent down on her neck and smelt her sensuous perfume.
"Oooooh! Shakti," Anne moaned, "it's so beautiful, please don't stop."
Shakti's face was now buried below her neck while her breasts were feeling wonderfully soft in his hands.
"Yes Anne it is. It really is," Shakti whispered as he gently massaged her breasts.
Anne now pumped her hips backwards and forwards on to Shakti's bulging cock. Shakti held on firmly pressing his cock further into Anne's round delicious butt and allowed it to nestle between her arse cheeks. He rubbed his penis up and down her arse. Anne was fully turned on and so was Shakti. His penis was ramming into Anne's soft butt cheeks from behind, while his hands squeezed and kneaded Anne's soft breasts from front. Anne pushed her hips back to get more friction while Shakti ground his cock harder into her arse.
Anne's movements were quickening now and she found herself pushing her hips back against Shakti's cock faster and harder. Shakti kept pressing and ramming his hard penis on to Anne's delicious soft butt. Anne arched herself so that she could feel Shakti's hot cock on her butt and on her dripping pussy.
Then without a warning Anne turned around. How did she manage that? Her dress was supposed to be all entangled in the table. But Anne didn't care. She was on the point where she did not want to turn back.
Anne's hand reached out and grabbed his penis from under his shorts. Shakti felt a thrill coursing through his body. His cock was throbbing hard in Anne's hands. His could hear his heart palpitate faster and his face flushed in pleasure and blood rushing all over. It was an intense pleasurable feeling. Shakti was getting wild. He wanted to fuck Anne right there.
Anne now placed her arms around his hips. Shakti grabbed both of her ripe voluptuous breasts, fondling them from the front now. He gently pushed her behind so that she could rest on the table which was being supported by the pillar. Shakti placed both his hands on her bare thighs, feeling them lightly and inching it up towards her thongs that were trying to cover her ripe pussy and dripping cunt. It was driving her wild.
Anne was breathing hard and could feel her pussy quiver under his gentle touch. Anne leaned back as much as she could spreading her legs, offering her pussy and cunt to him. Shakti eyes were gleaming, feasting at Anne's glistening cunt. Anne held on to the table and pushed her cunt even further out to give Shakti room to play. Shakti's right hand now cupped her lacy panties that were soaking wet and squeezed her pussy along its length while his left hand squeezed and pressed her breasts.
Shakti moved his fingers closer to Anne's pussy as it found the elastic band of her thongs. He slipped his fingers inside her thongs and gently tapped her pussy walls. Anne's cunt was now an overflowing dam and her juices were dripping on to his fingers and her thongs. Anne shook wildly when he ran his fingers up her lips and inside the lips of her vagina and found her clitoris. Shakti pressed harder and rotated his fingers back and forth and sideways she cried out in pleasure.
"Oooooh," Anne moaned sharply as her Shakti's hands pressed against her now wet pussy.
Shakti spread her pussy lips and pushed his fingers into Anne's cunt as it slid easily inside her moist pussy. His pressed his thumb into the folds of her vagina on to her clitoris Shakti's free hand found her breasts and her taut nipples over her blue dress. Shakti pinched them and fingered them while his fingers were leisurely fucking her cunt.
"Oooooh Shakti, please rub my clitoris. Oooooh," Anne moaned loudly.
The more unhurried he was, the more Anne moaned and the more delirious she was. Anne grabbed his fingers and shoved them deeper into her pussy. Shakti was in no hurry as his fingers lazily pulled in and out of her pussy very slowly.
Anne had her head back and her eyes closed. Suddenly Glover's image came to the fore. Anne was surprised but also excited. Anne was imagining Glover's fingers in her pussy. She was imagining Glover's big black cock in her cunt. It was Glover's muscled hands that were ripping her breasts and squeezing her nipples. Anne was imagining herself thrashing wildly as Glover's sperms hit her cunt. This excitement was too much for Anne.
"Oooooh Glov..." Anne bit her lip realising what she was saying.
She opened her eyes and looked at Shakti. Fortunately Shakti was intensely fucking her cunt with his fingers and had not paid attention. Anne's legs were trembling with pleasure and excitement. Her pussy lips were quivering and she begged Shakti not to stop. Sensing that Anne was going to cum, Shakti now increased the speed of his fingers in and out of Anne's wet cunt.
In and out went Shakti's fingers into Anne's juicy pussy making squishing noises. Anne was bucking her hips back and forth and gyrating to keep time. Shakti's fingers were rapidly fucking Anne's cunt and he could sense that she would cum anytime soon.
"I'm cumming. Oooooh Shakti I'm cumming," Anne screamed as her pussy burst open.
Anne's cunt juices were flowing continuously inside her and trickling down on her lacy panties before running out the sides onto his hand. All the while, Anne was thrashing wildly screaming and gyrating, trapped as she was between Shakti in front and the table behind her, like porn actress being fucked by three men. Anne grabbed Shakti's head with both hands.
"Faster yes faster. Don't stop. Please don't stop," Anne screamed, still in the throes of her orgasm fucking Shakti's fingers wildly.
Anne continued to cum. Shakti's fingers were pressing through her lacy panties into her pussy while his thumb was pleasuring her clitoris. It was quite a while before Anne's climax reached its ebb. She fell backwards and rested on the table as his fingers played with her now very wet panties and the supple folds of her fully finger fucked vagina.
Shakti's cock was now hard and sought release. His penis was on raging fire. Shakti wanted Anne's cunt and wanted it badly. Shakti grabbed Anne's hips and moving up her skirt he grabbed her soaked lacy panties and pulled them to one side revealing her very pink wet pussy. Anne's pussy was ripe for fucking. Shakti had never seen such a nice wet and engorged cunt.
Grabbing his cock, Shakti now directed his penis to rub against her exposed vaginal lips. Anne slid herself along his shaft and he felt her cunt juices on him. Shakti circled his cock with one hand holding the head of his purple distended tip head and aimed it towards Anne's cunt.
"Oooooh Shakti that's so nice," Anne cooed as she opened her eyes.
Shakti spread Anne's pussy with his fingers and then forced his cock into Anne's cunt.. Anne screamed in pleasure as she rearranged herself a bit and shook her pussy to let herself down on to his penis, slowly allowing his cock to work its way into her wet pussy. He looked up at Anne but her eyes were closed enjoying the delightful sensations in her pussy. Anne's breathing was now heavy. Her beautiful blonde hair was swaying from side to side and so were her breasts jiggling sensuously inside of her blue dress.
"Fuck me Shakti. Fuck me baby. Oooooh baby I love this," Anne moaned for the thousandth time in pleasure.
Shakti was turned on by the invitation. With his cock in her wet liquid pussy he fucked her in a slow rhythm that Anne matched by gyrating her own hips. Anne's ripe voluptuous breasts were gently bobbing and she moaned like a woman in sexual heat. Shakti held Anne's hip with his left hand, then ran his right hand very slowly from over the curve of her arse to reach up to her wonderful breasts and squeezed them. He did that again and again while all the time racking his cock in and out of Anne's vagina.
"Oooooh Shakti, fuck me. Please fuck me hard. Please ram my pussy with your big cock. Oooooh it's soooo good," Anne screamed.
Shakti was savouring every bit of pleasure. He had fucked many women, but this was special. Anne's pussy was just so wet, just so hot and it wrapped itself just so beautifully around his cock. Shakti was leisurely fucking Anne. He moved his hips forward and backward as his cock went beautifully in and out of Anne's aching cunt. Each time his cock entered her pussy Anne let out a moan. Anne was luxuriating under the pleasure of being slowly fucked. Anne gyrated with her hips to keep time with Shakti's fucking.
Slowly Shakti increased the pace of his fucking. He was getting faster now. Shakti could hear the squishing noises from Anne's cunt. Shakti put his hands around her hips brought them forward. He managed to get the right angle and then rammed her pussy and cunt wildly with his cock.
Shakti was now in action mode. He felt like a porn star fucking a hot slutty babe. His hips were rapidly pumping his cock in and out of Anne's pussy. Anne screamed in pleasure, stretching her arms out and above her head to hold the top of the table while her large ripe voluptuous breasts sensuously jiggled inside her beautiful blue dress. Anne was a bitch in total heat.
"Oooooh Shakti. Fuck me like a slut. Please Shakti fuck me like a slut," Anne screamed in delirious pleasure.
Shakti was taking in the sights. Anne's skirt had fallen back down as he thrust in and out of her pussy. His cock restlessly pounded away into Anne's cunt, pushing her up against the table again and again. Anne's wet panties rubbing tightly onto his penis.
"Oooooh it's sooo good. Make me your slut. Fuck me. Oooooh Shakti, fuck me. Your cock is so big, so hard. Don't stop," Anne screamed randomly in a sexual sing song voice.
Shakti had yet to come to terms that he was ravishing this blonde beauty. Anne was a hot woman and he was fucking this hot woman.
"Yes give it to me Shakti. I want you. Oooooh fuck yeah. Oooooh fuck yeah. I need it. I need it please," Anne screamed.
Anne's shouts only encouraged him. Shakti lifted himself so that he could increase his thrust and drove his cock deep as he could into Anne's cunt. Shakti's cock throbbed and bounced into Anne's cunt and was covered in her cunt juice.
Shakti pushed her back gently over so that he could now play and squeeze her breasts over her blue dress. He bent down to suck her nipples one at a time. They made nice wet marks on her dress. It was so exciting. Anne arched herself and leaned further back on the table and Shakti lifted her left leg and moved it sideways to get more movement.
Anne was moaning and enjoying the fuck. Shakti leaned forward to kiss her. They kissed for a long time. His hands were squeezing her breasts. His cock was fucking her cunt. Shakti was silently counting his strokes. This was a technique he learnt from one of the porn-actors. The rhythm of 8 helped him to last longer. He was only his 64th cycle. Anne felt the orgasm building inside of her.
"Faster faster," Anne moaned pulling Shakti's head and hips closer towards her.
Once again Anne closed her eyes. There again Glover appeared. Anne was fantasising Glover's big black penis tearing her cunt. Glover's muscled hands were ripping her blue dress, her breasts inside and her taut nipples. It was Glover's cock that Anne was offering her pussy to be fucked.
"Oooooh It's too much Glover," Anne moaned, this time silently to herself alone.
Shakti increased the speed of fucking his cock into Anne's cunt. Once again he rammed her pussy and slammed her cunt like a fast never ending fuck engine inside her juicy pussy.. His fucking was getting faster. Anne's hips were gyrating faster and rising to a crescendo. Anne moaned again. This time it was louder than the first one. Anne closed her eyes. In that instant she could see all the men she wanted to have sex with passing through as in a film.
"Give it to me. Fuck me Shakti. I want you to cum. Please cum inside my cunt," Anne screamed.
Holding his left hand on her hips while wildly squeezing and fingering her taut nipples, Shakti embarked on his final assault. He was pounding his cock deep and hard into Anne's cunt. Shakti's cock was fully distended inside her cunt, his balls were slapping into the walls of her pussy. Anne was yelling and screaming deliriously.
"Shakti Oooooh Shakti! Spray your cum inside my cunt. Give me your sperms. I want your sperms deep inside," Anne screamed again and again.
This time Shakti was sure that her voice would have carried all over Richmond Hill. However they were both beyond caring.
"Oooooh Shaki it's delicious," Anne moaned.
Shakti fucked her with rapid piston strokes, his muscles tensed as his bursting cock was incessantly fucking Anne's tight lubricating cunt and then his cock burst open like the sluice gates of a dam released.
"Anne, I'm cumming," Shakti groaned as he threw himself into her cunt for the one last time.
Anne felt Shakti's cock explode inside her pussy as stream after stream of semen gushed inside her waiting cunt. Her cunt was milking Shakti's cock dry. Anne's cunt was shivering in pleasure as Shakti's penis wildly throbbed deep inside her pussy. Shakti groaned and grunted in animal pleasure.
Anne own orgasm was building up as well. Anne's hips were shaking and quivering while she screamed loudly and thrashed wildly as her cunt was racked with rope after rope of warm cum that was now dripping out of Shakti's cock into Anne's pussy and then on to her thongs.
"Oooooh Shakti I'm cumming too. I'm cumming too," Anne screamed as orgasmed uncontrollably with a million sensations running through.
It was too much for Anne to bear. First Shakti's cock spraying a load of sperms inside her cunt, then her own wild orgasms and the image of Glover's huge black penis.
Shakti would just not stop cumming. In his excitement, he pulled out of her leaving Anne gasping for breath. Shakti grabbed his big throbbing shaft penis and allowed his semen to spray all over Anne's thongs and some on her blue skirt as well.
Then finally, a quite drained Shakti collapsed on top of Anne, his face buried in her bosom.
"Oh Anne I love you. Anne I love you. Oh Anne I love you," he whispered into her sweet breasts.
Anne pulled him up to her to kiss him. It was a passionate kiss as they tongued each other for a long time.
Anne then finally pulled back. Her cunt was still reeling under the assault and pleasure that she had just experienced. She could still feel the last bits of sperm dribble on her thighs.
"Ummm Shakti, that is unbelievable. This is the best fuck I have had in so many years!" Anne exclaimed contentedly like a slut whose cunt was fully fucked.
They lay like that holding each other for a quite a while, unable to move both from the pleasure and exhaustion, savouring the intensity of their sweet sexual oneness.
"Anne," Shakti said in a slightly pitched voice, "you know what, if I unzipped your dress I could have lifted you out and spared you this drama."
"Shakti," Anne retorted promptly, "you know what, I am glad you didn't."
They both laughed.
Anne could hear the phone vibrate in her handbag. She reached out to it. It was a text message.
"It's all good. Love you. Have fun. Bob."
"Likewise and you too," Anne texted back and then switched the device off.
Anne knew that the next three weeks was going to be the best fun weeks so far in her life.
(to be continued in chapter 2.)
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SO ... we meet Sweetie Anne, the pastor's wife! She is yearning for some 'strange' African parishioner cock - so Sweetie gets boffed immediately (and thoroughly) by a Pakistani/Indian horndog parishioner! But she remains True-Blue to her yearnings by fantasizing about her new 'lustee' as the horndog is working her over! GMAFB! Is there ANY reason Sweetie is depicted as the pastor's wife instead of just being the pastor herself? Hubby certainly has NO part to play in this tale so far!
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This is very descriptive and smoking hot. Ignore the bigots and pedants and keep writing.
Please Let Me Be Your Slut
For a long time I have known that something was missing from my life. I just didn't know what it was. I'm an attractive woman with a professional career, plenty of money and a handsome boyfriend and I'm BORED silly. I lay in bed with him on top of me and I find myself just biding my time until he's done with me. I have gotten far more pleasure from your story (and others like it) than from the man who is supposed to love me. I find myself thinking about your story all the time. I find myself thinking what it would be like if I could let myself go. I'm always so prim and proper. Just one time I want to let my hair down and throw caution to the wind. Just one time I want to submit to another person. I'm always in control. I'm always refined and measured and cautious. I want to let go of all of that. I want to be seduced. I want you to rip off my clothes. I want you to tell me what to do. I want you to spank my ass. I want you to tell me to suck your cock. I don't want you to be nice or kind or wimpy. I want you to own my ass. I want you to tell me what to do. I want a real man to take charge and throw me on the bed. I don't want you to make love to me. I want you to fuck my cunt. I want you to tell me what a whore I am. I want you to call me your little slut. I want you to buy me a SLUT collar and make me wear it. I want you to put me on a leash and make me crawl around for you. Make me crawl naked in the yard, my body trembling as I worry that someone might see me. I think of that at this moment and rub my pussy and pinch my nipples and I feel more alive than I have felt in a very long time. I want this. I need this. I tell myself that if I feel this much just from reading your silly little story I can hardly imagine what I would feel if I were to submit to you. Can you handle me? Can you find a way to control your little bitch? What if I let you take pictures of me? Will you use those pictures to make me serve you? Will you take naked pictures of me sucking on your cock. Will you film me as I rub my pussy? Will you threaten to expose my other side? Will you call me your slutty little whore?
Please write to me asap.
Sandymore...
To be clear smelt is a simple past tense use of smell that isn't used much any more. It is also a means of refining metal. And, of course, a type of fish. Regardless, I have to agree that this is poorly written.more...
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Agree with others about writing incompetence. I suspect you are writing from India and flexing your English lessons. Whatever the answer, get better or get gone.
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