Sundara - Part 3 - Sex Stories

Sundara - Part 3

... underside, making him gasp and arch his hips upwards, desperate for me to take him into hot embrace of my mouth. I felt Belinda push the lubed tip of her cock – for that is how I had come to think of it – into my slit, just the head nestled in my wet opening while she gripped the curve of my hips, readying and steadying to enter me. Looking up at the mirror in front of me, I caught her eye and she tipped me a wink before sliding a good six inches of her thick, rigid shaft into my pussy. I heard Rajit gasp as he watched; Belinda’s cock was maybe a quarter-inch thicker than Rajit’s, and in a single stroke she had just ploughed enough into me that would have sent him balls-deep. Oh Sweetie, you ain’t seen nothin’ yet! She probably could have given me another one or two inches without hurting me, but if that monster was the same size as her mystery man, then I knew she would end up pounding the whole thing into me and have me begging for more. And this – I reflected – is my problem; although Rajit seemed like a lovely guy, I didn’t see a potential relationship there because he wouldn’t be able to satisfy me sexually … except for his tongue … hmmm, I needed to this one through some more. Belinda set up a rhythm of lovely, long, slow stokes into my pussy; still only giving me six inches, maybe to tease me with the promise of more and maybe to tease Rajit and make him think that was all I could take. With her thick cock pleasuring my pussy, I relaxed to the task in front of me and ...

... took Rajit into my mouth; just sliding his shaft though my lips to lubricate him and get a feel for his length and shape. Belinda had a lot of fucking ahead of her to make me come, so I took it slow with Rajit as well; progressing from a dozen strokes with just my lips to some feather-light tonguing around the head and down the shaft, then I moved on to tracing the length of the cum-vein down the underside of his rod. I had a moment of panic when he twined his fingers through my long hair, afraid that he would force me down onto his cock; but he just followed my movements, gently stroking my hair and scalp with his fingertips. Gaining more confidence, I gave him a gentle suck; holding and then increasing the pressure as I drew him out, then allowing the built up suction to pull him back inside. I felt his cock heave as his fingers tightened on my scalp and I was worried that I had gone too hard too soon, but he just groaned and stroked the nape of my neck with his thumbs, encouraging me to continue. Which I did. With great pleasure. With my tongue and hard palate wrapped tightly around his manhood, I was able to get a better feel for his length; a bit over half way brought him to my soft palate and I could go almost an inch further before I felt his knob in uncomfortably close-quarters near the entrance to my throat. I tried to concentrate on Belinda’s training; she said to embrace the contact on your soft palate, that trying to open up wider and avoid contact was what made ...