Sundara - Part 3 - Sex Stories

Sundara - Part 3

... surprise? I like surprises. “Can I suck Rajit while you fuck me?” I whispered in her ear, embarrassed by my own dirty talk even though I did it loud enough for him to hear. “Of course you can, Roops,” she assured me. I looked down at Rajit again; he seemed very excited by this prospect. “And can he watch you make me come?” This time I whispered it softly; I don’t know why but I feel like I should be ashamed of getting off on a cute guy watching me come. In lieu of an answer, Belinda pulled the low bench away from the wall and positioned it end-on to the floor-length mirror. “You,” she pointed at Rajit, then at the bench. “On your back!” In a blink Rajit was lying on his back on the bench with his feet near the mirror. “Sorry, Roops,” Belinda said, looking at me. “I guess he doesn’t want his cock sucked.” Rajit nearly circumcised himself getting his zipper down and his cock out. It looked wonderful; six inches, not too thick with a slight upward curve. Belinda had been trying to teach me to swallow a cock; we had mixed success because most of the dildos in the dorm toy-box are too thick or too rigid. I watch with awe when she slides twelve inches of Silver the double-ended dildo down her throat so I vowed that if I could get Rajit to the back of my throat without gagging, then I would give this one a go. I didn’t need any directions from Belinda; I straddled the bench over Rajit’s head and faced the mirror with my fuck-me boots and too-cool-for-school tube dress pulled up ...

... to my hips. I bent forward at the waist and unbuckled Rajit’s pants; if I could swallow him then I wanted to go all the way down, not just to his zipper. While I was doing this, he reached up to thumb my pussy, getting my juices going again and ready for Belinda, who had lubed her long, thick cock and was stroking it through her closed fist as she climbed onto the bench behind Rajit’s head, bringing her hips up to the level of mine. There was certainly no need to stroke or suck Rajit to attention; that ship had sailed long ago. Taking hold of him at the base, I lifted his cock to my mouth, relishing the throbbing weight of it in my fingers. This was only my second blow job with a real cock and I felt nervous as I replayed all of Belinda’s instructions in my mind: no teeth, bob / suck / tongue – mix it up, no teeth, no jerking off with your hand (it’s cheating porno bullshit, Belinda says), balls are in play – but be gentle, no gagging … and what was the last one? Oh yes; no teeth! Take it slow, Rupali, I told myself . Relax. No need to gobble him all the way down in one bite. One step at a time: a yummy bead of pre-cum on the tip; that would be for me, thank you very much. I licked it off with the tip of my tongue and stayed close so that he could feel my hot breath on his cock as I savoured the delicious saltiness and then swallowed with a satisfied sigh. Snaking out my tongue again, I teased him with a few slow circuits of his knob and tickled the vee-shaped seam on the ...