Chapter 2

'Randy kiss me again' she panted. As we kissed she slid down on the floor taking me with her. I pushed one hand inside the bathrobe and caressed her shapely tits.

'Oh Randy! I am randy' she moaned.

For a moment I was confused and not understanding her replied, 'No I am Randy. You are Mala'.

'Oh Randy I am feeling so randy' she repeated.

By now my cock was hard as rock and oozing pre-cum. It formed a big tent in my pajamas with a large wet spot at the top. I was so excited that I did not care any longer if Mala saw my hard on. I pushed open her bathrobe exposing her naked body to my gaze.

'Oh Mala you are so pretty' I moaned and kissed her boobs and sucked her taut nipples.

'Oh Randy it feels so nice' she moaned.

I worked my way towards her cunt. Her pubic hair was clipped short. I kissed and licked her cunt. Then taking her swollen clit between my lips I pressed it hard. 'OHHHHH' she squealed with pleasure. I raised her legs and for the first time saw a virgin choot entrance.

'God it is small' I thought.

It was just large enough to accommodate the tip of my little finger. As I flicked my tongue on her fuck hole she squealed with pleasure and then with a loud 'AAAHHHH' came in my mouth. Mala grabbed me by my hair and tried to pull me on top of her.

'Oh Randy, get on top of me and take me. Yes! Fuck me and make me yours' she commanded.

I moved on top of her and placing my cock at the entrance of her cunt hole I asked, 'Mala are you sure you want me to do it?'

'Yes Randy yes. Fuck me. Deflower me' she shouted excitedly.

I pushed my cock inside her. 'OWW' she cried as the swollen head of my cock slid in till it reached her unbroken hymen.

Holding her firmly I said, 'Mala it is going to hurt a little'.

'Yes I know' she squealed, 'just do it'. I gave a mighty push and my lund tearing her cherry to shreds sank balls deep into her virgin choot.

'AAAAYYYYIIEEE GOD IT HURTS' she screamed with pain. I stopped and saw tears of pain running down her cheeks.

Kissing away the tears I said soothingly, 'Darling the painful part is over. Now you will feel only pleasure' and started to pump my hardness gently in and out of her cunt. Her tight cunt gripped my lund like a vice and with each stroke she groaned with pain as my cock rubbed against the edges of her torn virginity.

After ten minutes of pumping her tight pussy, she started to moan loudly. Her bottoms moved in rhythm of my strokes. She was squealing and moaning with pleasure, 'Oh Randy, Oh Randy' encouraging me to pump faster.

'Oh Randy go on. Don't stop' she shouted, 'I think I am about to cum'.

I felt my sperm rising and not wanting to put her in any danger started to withdraw. 'What are you doing? Keep pushing' she screamed.

'Mala darling I must withdraw. I don't want you to get pregnant' I replied.

'NO! DON'T YOU DARE. Just keep fucking me and cum inside me' she yelled.

'B... but... ' I stammered.

'NO BUTS! CUM INSIDE ME. FILL MY CHOOT WITH YOUR CUM' she insisted and clasped me tightly to her. I recommenced the fuck motion.

Her body arched. 'OH RANDY IT FEELS SOOOOO GOOD. Y... HES, OH Y... HES I AM THERE. Y... HES I AMMMM CCOOOOMMMMINNNNG' she screamed as I shot my load inside her choot.

For a long time we lay panting enjoying the after glow. When my drained out cock slid out of her cum filled choot I rolled off her

'Oh darling it was lovely' she sighed.

'Yes my love it was great' I replied kissing her.

I fondled her breasts and moved towards her slit. I was keen to see what a recently deflowered choot hole looked like. I separated her legs and saw her ravished hole. The tiny hole was now very much larger. It was oozing blood stained cum, which collected in a heap on the bathrobe.

'Randy can you give me some coke and rum. Make it a stiff one' Mala said.

'Sure darling but I thought you did not drink alcohol' I replied.

'No I drink alcohol all the time and I love coke with rum' she laughed taking the glass from me, 'I shouldn't be telling you this but I will. When I peeped out of the bathroom to ask you about the bathrobe I saw your cock getting hard. The sight sent shivers through my body. When I came out I saw your lund getting hard again. My body was still tingling from the first time, this time I felt hot liquid gush out and my choot became soaking wet'.

'I had a strange premonition that today I was destined to lose my virginity. If this was so, then I wanted to be stone sober when it happened. I did not want an excuse to console me later that it happened only because my judgment was clouded by alcohol. Now that I am no longer a virgin I can enjoy my drink'.

'Oh I am sorry I had no intention of doing it' I replied apologetically.

'Don't worry Randy. If I had not wanted it then I would have stopped you' Mala said, 'Good that I am no longer a virgin. I have no regrets'.

In ten minutes I was hard again. She took hold of my erection and giggled, 'Randy put it in again'.

'Is it wise? Aren't you scared of getting pregnant?' I questioned.

'Yes I am. It will be disastrous if I do' she said then giggling added, 'you have already poured so many sperms inside me and a few million more will make little difference. So why shouldn't we enjoy ourselves?'

That evening we fucked three more times. At nine Mala said, 'Randy I must go now'.

'It is only nine' I replied, 'I will drop you home at ten'.

'No I told my mother that I am going to a movie and she will be expecting me home around this time' Mala replied, 'if I am late then she will lose faith in me and never trust me again'.

Next morning I reached office a little late. When I switched on my computer an e-mail from Mala was waiting for me. It read, 'Darling it was lovely last night. Let us do it again. I will be with you at six today evening. I love you. Mala'. Through the glass partition I looked towards her seat. She waved at me grinning happily. I sent a reply reading, 'Yes let us. I will wait impatiently for the clock to strike six. I love you. Randy' and waved back.

At lunch Meera said, 'Tau akhirkaar humaare Randy ne Mala ki kori choot phard hee dee (At last our Randy has deflowered Mala)'.

I did not reply though I was bursting to tell someone that I had at last fucked my first virgin. 'Why do you say that' Neha asked.

With a patronizing smile Meera replied, 'All right children I will tell you. Today morning when I came to office I ran into Mala and as everyday said, 'Good morning Mala. How are you today?'

Mala's reaction was very different than usual. Oozing happiness she smiled brightly, 'Yes what a beautiful morning' then hugging me she added, 'Oh Meera I am soooo happy'.

'From this you concluded that she was no longer a virgin' Abida said skeptically.

'I have seen this sort of reaction once before' Meera elaborated, 'one afternoon when my youngest sister, she was only eighteen then, returned from her music tuition she behaved exactly like Mala. Being of a suspicious nature I pressed her for an explanation. Ultimately she confessed, 'Didi today my music teacher popped my cherry. It was so lovely. I am so happy. I feel I am in heaven'.

'This could be a coincidence' Neha replied.

'This was not all. The way Randy walked into the office today, with jaunty steps and a song on his lips, confirmed of my earlier conclusion' Meera said.

Both Neha and Abida turned to me, 'Randy is this correct?'

I couldn't hold myself and burst out, 'Oh ladies it was lovely. Her choot was sooo tight. I thought that my cock is being held in a vice'.

'See I was right' Meera said in a superior tone, 'now girls we must let Randy enjoy his new conquest and we should not go to his flat any more'.

'What! You want us to miss out on his big lund. No way' Neha said angrily.

'We won't have to' Abida giggled jingling the keys to the stationary store, 'long live the stationary store'.

On the way home, to be on the safe side, I bought a dozen condoms. In the days that followed we met daily and fucked to glory but with protection. Five days later Mala announced that she is not pregnant. When she was well again we recommenced our fucking.

'Randy must you wear this stupid rubber. It takes away half the fun out of screwing' Mala said when we had finished fucking one evening.

'It is a must. We were lucky once we might not be so the next time. The only other way is that you take birth control pills' I replied.

'Yes I know but firstly no one will prescribe them for me and secondly my mummy or uncle might get to know about it' she said tearfully.

When we met the next time she said, 'Listen Randy I have started to take the pills but my stock will last for only ten more days. Somehow you have to get more'.

'Hey good work. How did you manage that?' I inquired.

'I did a bit of thinking and snooping. I found a bottle full of them in my aunt's medicine chest. I went back to her room when she was there and complained, 'Oh aunt Komal I have such a severe headache'.

My aunt said, 'Child take some aspirin. There is some in the medicine chest in the bathroom'.

I took out a handful of the pills, put them in my pocket, and dropped the bottle breaking it. 'Oh aunt Komal I have broken your medicine bottle' I cried tearfully.

'No need to cry. It is not important. I can always get more' my aunt said helping me clean up.

'I had thought she would let me throw the broken glass pieces away. That way I could have salvaged few more pills but she did it herself. So I am stuck with a small stock only' she continued then excitedly added, RANDY! Why don't you ask Meera or one of the other ladies in your department?'

'It won't be wise. They will put two and two together and know that we are fucking' I replied.

'Oh Randy I don't care. I am fed up of this rubber business. It is like eating a thick juicy steak still in it's cellophane packing. Oh darling please ask them' Mala pleaded.

Every night I dreamed of marrying Mala. It was not because; I was in love with her but to be the son in law of the managing director. Who knows I might be the future MD of the company?

Next morning catching Abida alone I said, 'Abida I would like you to do something for me but promise to keep it to yourself'.

'What can I do for you?' she asked, 'of course I will keep it a secret if you want'. I told her what I wanted.

She laughed, 'Yes darling I will get them for you'.

At lunchtime Abida promptly announced, 'Hear, hear Randy wants me to buy birth control pills for his latest love'.

I looked angrily at her and said sarcastically, 'I thought you were going to keep it a secret'.

'I had to tell them. We share everything, our work, our lunch and also your lund, so how could I keep such a juicy bit from my friends. Don't worry it won't go any further. Right friends?' the other two nodded.

'Why don't you use condoms?' Neha asked.

'We do that but Mala doesn't like them' I replied.

'Sensible girl' Meera commented. The next morning giving me a packet Abida said, 'Here take this. It is a year's supply. Have fun my love'. And we did.

I was having a glorious time, fucking the three ladies in the office during the day and Mala's tight choot in the evening. This went on till Mala returned to her college promising to return soon. The ladies in turn returned to their old routine.

For over a year I had not been home. In each letter my mother pleaded with me to come home for a visit. I also missed my family specially Ritu and Nitu, my sisters. Taking leave for a month I left for home.

It was nice to be home. First time in my life I felt comfortable in my own home. Everyone was highly impressed by all I had achieved in this short period. My father could not get over the fact that I had done something praiseworthy. If only he knew about my extracurricular activities he would surely have killed me. There was nothing for me to do. I ate and lazed around basking in my newfound glory.

One afternoon my father announced, 'Randhir I have fixed your marriage. The girl's name is Arti. The baraat (groom's marriage party) will leave in four days'.

My heart shouted, 'NO FATHER I DON'T WANT TO MARRY ARTI. I WANT TO MARRY MY MALA AND BECOME THE MD OF THE COMPANY' but aloud I could only muster enough courage to say, 'yes father, whatever you say father'.

Tonight is my wedding night. My bride Arti is waiting for me in our bedroom and I am stuck with my friends, most of them married and my married brothers. Every one of them was giving me some advice or the other as to how I should tackle my bride.

'Randhir tonight is your wedding night. Don't go in and yawn loudly, get into bed and announce Arti it is getting late. Go to sleep and start snoring' my friend Mohan said amid lots of laughter.

'No! Then w... what am I s... supposed to do' I stammered playing dumb.

'Remember your bride is a girl. Girls have a choot and not a laurda like you have' another friend Shyam said.

'Come on boys Randhir knows that' my brother Shashi said coming to my defense, 'he is old enough'.

'Just making sure Bhaiya (elder brother)' Shyam continued, 'in school Randhir was quite a dumb dodo'.

'Of course I know that' I said in a hurt tone. I wondered what they would say if they knew that I had already fucked four women and one of them was a virgin. To avoid making them suspicious I listened to them with rapt attention.

'On her wedding night a bride expects to be fucked good and proper. So don't you disappoint her' my friend Ramesh said.

'Yes I know but how am I supposed to do that' I asked blushing.

'Go in. Catch her by the ankles and spread her legs wide and shove your lund into her kori (virgin) choot' Ramesh advised amongst lot of sniggering and laughing.

'Stop it Ramesh you are confusing poor Randhir. Don't listen to him Randhir' Mohan said, 'don't follow Ramesh's advice. He is a barbarian. Your bride will definitely be a virgin so proceed cautiously. Take her tenderly in your arms, kiss her lips and whisper sweet nothings in her ear. Then... '

'Catch her by the ankles and spread her legs wide and shove your lund into her kori (virgin) choot' Shyam, said completing the sentence. His remark brought the house down with laughter. Mohan kept trying to complete the advice he was giving but no one was in the mood to listen to him. They were too busy laughing at him.

Whenever I tried to leave one of them would say, 'Hey man! What is the hurry? Listen to this last bit of advice before you go'. This type of fun went on till it was eleven. At this point my mother came in.

'Enough boys now let Randhir go. Poor Arti must be waiting for him' she said and with naughty smile added, 'I am sure he is also very keen to join her'.

'That he is since last one hour' they shouted together laughing loudly.

Entering the bedroom I locked the door behind me. The strong scent of jasmine hit me. The whole room was decorated with seasonal flowers. Arti was sitting on the decorated bed with her legs drawn up; her face covered with her pallu (the upper part of her sari) was resting on her knees. Hearing me enter she raised her head.

Sitting down next to her I said, 'Arti why have you covered your face? My mother tells me that you are very beautiful. Uncover your face and let me also see your beauty'. Arti replied with an imperceptible shake of her head. If I had not been looking at her I would not have noticed this slight movement.

'If you are not going to lift your veil then I will have to do it' I whispered.

She did not react and taking this as her tacit approval I slowly lifted her veil. She continued to sit with downcast eyes. Putting my finger under her chin I raised her face by. Her beauty, even with her eyes closed, took my breath away. My mother was right Arti was very, very beautiful. Mala was not half as pretty compared to her.

For few minutes I stared at her pretty face. 'Arti you are the prettiest woman I have ever seen. Please open your eyes so that I can drown myself in them'.

Slowly she opened them. It was like blossoming of a lotus flower. I placed my lips on her blood red lips and kissed her lightly. Other than blushing deeply there was no other noticeable reaction from her. She was laden with jewelry. Kissing her face I slowly removed her jewelry one by one.

'Come Arti let us lie down together' I said pulling her down next to me. For a while we lay, without moving, in each other's arms. Then placing my hand on her shapely breasts I squeezed them gently. 'What are you doing' she protested softly.

'Just feeling your beautiful boobs' I replied gently.

When I started to unbutton her blouse she caught my hand and whispered, 'Please don't'.

'Let me darling. Tonight is our first night together. It is meant for us to be one in body and soul. I don't want these clothes to come in between us in our first union' I replied soothingly.

'Switch off the light. I will die of shame' she said softly.

'Let it be on otherwise how will I see your beautiful body' I replied smiling.

Then one by one I took off her clothes. She kept protesting feebly but also helped me by subtle twists and turns of her body. 'Oh Arti your naked body is much more beautiful than I had imagined' I said. She blushed again and shut her eyes even more tightly.

I caressed her firm boobs and sucked on her taut nipples. She moaned softly. I was very keen to see if her virgin choot hole was as small as Mala's. Kissing her body I worked my way down to her belly button and then to her cunt. Her cunt was covered with tastefully short clipped pubic hair.

Parting her lower lips I gave her slit a couple of licks. 'Oh yeh mat karo. Ganndi hai (Oh don't do that. It is dirty)' she moaned softly.

'No darling, it is not dirty. It tastes very nice' and continued to lick her pussy and clit till she came with a loud moan. Now I moved lower and lifting her legs looked at her choot hole. Yes, it was as small as Mala's hole before my lund had enlarged it.

'Don't look at me there' she said struggling to release her legs from my hold, 'it is so embarrassing'.

'Darling, don't feel embarrassed. We are married. Your body is mine and my body belongs to you. If you like you can see my lund' I said gently. Blushing beet root red sheshook her head vehemently.

Pulling off my clothes I got on top of her. Her thighs were pressed tightly together.

'Darling spread your legs and make place for my lund'.

She did not react to my request. I asked her again but instead of opening them she pressed them tighter together. Not wanting to use force I rubbed my cock between her cunt lips. Slowly her body relaxed, then with a loud sigh her thighs separated. I pushed my knee in between them and spread her legs wide.

I was very excited at the prospect of popping her cherry. 'No I will not destroy her hymen with a jerk like I had done in Mala's case' I thought placing my cock on her choot hole, 'but do it slowly to get the maximum pleasure out of it'.

Arti trembled with fear or was it anticipation when my cock touched her lower mouth. Holding her firmly in my arms I slowly pushed my cock into her. 'OWW' she groaned as the big red knob of my cock slid into her till her intact hymen stopped its progress.

'Darling it will hurt a little' I said. Her eyes were closed. She made no reply but I felt her body stiffen as if to brace itself against the impending pain. I pressed in slowly. I felt the hymen stretch under the pressure. 'AA... AA' she groaned softly. I increased the pressure. Her hymen wrapped itself around the knob of my cock. 'OOOO AAAAAAAA' she groaned.

Soon her hymen snapped under the relentless pressure of my cock and my lund sank deep in her cunt till our pubic hair entwined with each other. Arti screamed softly, 'UUUUUIIIII MAA MAR GAYI (UUUUUIIIII MAMA I AM DYING)'.

I paused and saw tears of pain welling up in her eyes. Kissing the tears away I said soothingly, 'Darling the worst is over. It won't hurt ever again' and started to pump my cock gently in and out of her tight choot.

Her cunt was very tight. She groaned with pain with each stroke, as my cock rubbed against the torn edges of her shattered hymen. After a few minutes her cunt became wetter, making my movement much easier. I continued to pump her cunt.

Soon her groans of pain became soft moans of pleasure. My in and out movement became faster and harder. The only sign she gave of the pleasure she was feeling were her soft moans and twitching of her bottoms.

I had not had a woman for nearly three weeks now; this coupled with the tightness of her quim was my undoing. I was ready to cum. In the height of my passion my lips sought her lips. This time she responded, but feebly to my kiss. My sperm started to rise.

'Oh darling I am coming. I can't hold it back anymore. OHHH' I grunted and shot spurts of hot cum filling her deflowered cunt. As my hot cum fell inside her cunt she came with a loud sigh, 'AAAHHHH' and fell back panting. We lay coupled together enjoying the afterglow of our first union. Soon my fast wilting cock slipped out of her cunt.

We fucked four times that night. Each time she protested, 'Please let me sleep now' but would let me persuade her with ease. With each successive fuck her reactions became more and more pronounced. When I fucked her for the fourth time she moaned and squealed with pleasure, her hips moved in perfect rhythm of my strokes and she responded to my kisses just as wildly as I kissed her. When I reached the short strokes her body arched and she raised her bottoms to meet my strokes half way. Few strokes later with a loud 'AAAHHHHHhh' we both came together. Then we slept in each other's arms.

When I woke up in the morning I did not see Arti. She was gone and so were her clothes. For a minute I had doubts whether she had been with me last night at all or was it only a dream. One look at the telltale spots of our love making on the bed sheet, which bore witness to our union, convinced me that it was not a dream. I was still deep in my thoughts when Arti entered the room, 'Good morning' she said cheerfully.

'Where did you go so early in the morning?' I asked.

'Early? It is past nine. I had gone to brew tea for you' she replied pointing to the steaming cup in her hand.

'Why are you blushing like a rose? Is everything all right or did someone say something to embarrass you?' I inquired.

Her face turned a couple of shades redder and she giggled, 'No nothing important. Your sisters cornered me in the kitchen while I was making tea'.

'Ah my sisters, Ritu and Nitu. They are quite naughty' I said indulgently.

'Yes. They are very, very naughty' Arti said laughing softly.

Even her laughter sounded like music to my ears. 'I love my sisters' I said, 'I hope you three will be good friends'.

'Oh yes we will be' she replied grinning.

Wanting to fuck her again I beckoned to her patting a spot next to me on the bed 'Come and sit here'.

Apparently she guessed what I had in mind and shook her head. 'No. Drink your tea before it gets cold' she said, 'everyone else has already had breakfast except us'.

'You are thinking only of the damned tea' I said jumping out of the bed and pointing to my erection added, 'what about this? Do you want this to get cold?'

At the sight of my glorious erection Arti's jaw fell and mesmerized she stared at it. Apparently she had never seen a man's cock in its full glory before. Then blushing she stammered, 'W... w... was t... this b... big thing inside me last night?'

'Yes my love the whole of it' I laughed. Seeing the look of disbelief on her face I pulled her on the bed and pushed my cock inside her.

'AAAHHH' she moaned as I entered her.

'Do you believe me now. See how easily it went inside your choot' I said, 'Arti jab main tujhe chodeta hoon tau tujhe mazaa aata hai? (Arti do you feel pleasure when I fuck you)?' Arti just looked at me silently.

'Come on tell me. This is no time to feel shy' I said.

Slowly she nodded, 'Haan (Yes)'.

I started to fuck her with long slow strokes. I kept varying the speed and length of my strokes. Arti moaned, 'Oh, oh'. After ten minutes of slow long strokes I started to pump faster and harder. She clasped me tightly to her breasts and moved her bottoms in rhythm of my strokes. 'Oh, oh' she moaned. I was on short strokes. Suddenly her body arched and with a loud 'AAAAHHHH' she fell back. At that moment with a loud grunt of satisfaction I poured my hot cum into her choot.

'Oh darling it was lovely' I said rolling off her.

'Yes dear it was great' Arti said kissing me and tried to get up.

'Where are you going? We will fuck again' I said.

'No please not now. Get up. I am starving' Arti pleaded...

We fucked like hell every night. We fucked during the day also whenever we got a chance. One night while running my fingers through her choot I casually mention, 'Arti why don't you remove these hair. They tickle my nose when I lick your choot'.

She only stared at me without saying a word but the next night her cunt was bald as a baby's backside.

One thing mystified me. When I fucked my three assistants they always yelled with pleasure when they came. Even Mala shouted with ecstasy when I had fucked her for the first time but Arti, except for soft 'oh's' and a loud 'AAAHHH', was strangely silent. Arti had said that she enjoyed fucking but I had my doubts.

My leave came to an end. It was time to go back to work. My father had thoughtfully booked a first class air-conditioned coupe for us. On the long two-day journey we fucked, I ate her pussy and introduced her to cock sucking. In the beginning she did not like the taste of my-cum but later could not get enough of it. When we reached our destination my sack was empty of cum but Arti's cunt and stomach were full of it.

Opening the door of my apartment I asked, 'Na Arti what do you think of our flat?'

She looked around and said, 'It is small and cozy but the main thing is that it is ours'.

'Yes darling you are right. You rest now and I'll go and buy some provisions and fresh vegetables. I should be back in an hour or so'.

When I returned I found Arti tinkering in the kitchen. 'What do you think you are doing my dear?' I asked.

'Getting familiar with the kitchen' she laughed, 'you want dinner tonight don't you?'

'Yes but today is your first day. You sit down and relax. I will cook dinner' I replied. Despite her protests I pushed her out of the kitchen.

'Would you like some rum and coke to drink before dinner' I asked.

'No I don't drink' Arti replied then added, 'I didn't know that you drank alcohol?'

'Yes I have all the bad habits. I drink, I smoke and you already know about my third bad habit' I replied laughing.

'Yes, yes I know. You don't have to tell me about that habit. I found out about it on the first night' she replied with a smile.

After a hearty meal we decided to go to bed. I got into bed while Arti was in the bathroom doing whatever she did before going to bed. When she emerged from the bathroom she was dressed in a near transparent nightie.

'No my dear you are not going to bed clad in that. Take it off and get into bed naked like me' I said throwing off the sheet covering my erection. She blushed and without protest pulled off her nightie.

'Yes another thing. Before you get into bed bring some cooking oil in a katori (small metal bowl) with you'.

'Cooking oil? What are you going to do with it in bed?' she inquired raising her eyebrows.

'I will fry my balls for breakfast' I replied laughing. Shaking her head she obeyed.

Taking her in my arms I kissed her and said, 'Darling today is our first night in our own flat let us enjoy our selves'.

She nodded, 'Yes whatever you say'.

I ran my hand up and down her naked body. Taking her tits in my hands I squeezed them gently. She moaned softly. Then I kissed her taut pointed nipples.

'Oh Randhir' she squealed. I worked my way to her hairless choot and licked it. As I took her clit between my lips her ass bucked and she moaned, 'Oh Randhir this feels so good'.

Pressing her knees on her breasts I pushed my tongue inside her choot. 'AAGGHRR' she cried, 'oh Randhir this is heavenly'.

As I tongue fucked her she yelled, 'Oh darling, y... hes darling go on. Oh, oh my god, OH MY GOD. AAAHHHH' and released her cunt juices in my mouth.

For a moment I was taken aback by her vocal reaction but I was too excited to stop and ask. I got on top of her and pushed my hard on into her. 'AAAHHH' she sighed as I entered her. I started to pump her pussy with slow long strokes. I kept varying the speed and the length of my strokes. After ten minutes of pumping she started to breathe harder. Encouraged I increased the speed of my strokes.

'Oh Randhir, oh Randhir it feels sooo wonderful. Y... hes darling go on. Oh don't stop. Haan aur jor se chodo (Y... hes fuck me harder). Y... hes faster. Y... HES, Y... HES. MY GOD I AM NEARLY THERE. YEESSSS RANDHIIIIR FEW MORE HARD STROKES. OH MY GOD RANDHIR I AM FIININSSSHHHHING' she yelled in ecstasy and fell back on the bed gasping for breath. I could not hold out any longer and spurted my-cum into her pussy. We lay kissing each other enjoying the after glow of the intense feeling we had just experienced.