Previous Part: Sweaty Sex – Part 13
Hello, my dear readers, this is Rahul, back with the next part of this series. I was extremely eager to share the next part with you all. But as you all are aware, we are all busy with our lives, always running after life’s demands and challenges. That is the reason I was not able to pen the next part sooner.
So here I am now, and let us dive right into it. I really often wonder if Namrata aunty is going to make me go crazy one day. She is so damn hot and sexy. Not just her looks, guys, the way she behaves, the way she talks, her walk, every single thing oozes pure femininity.
The way she reacts and responds while I fuck her deep and hard, my goodness, that itself sparks my sexual arousal and desire like anything. And to top it all, her saree-clad voluptuous fleshy body. oh man, sometimes I feel like I can’t take it anymore.
Because it’s too erotic, how much can a young guy handle these things right? After humping each other twice within two hours, we were both completely drained of energy. I enjoyed making love to her so much this morning after getting completely drenched in the rain.
I loved stripping her out of every piece of her clothing. Starting from her wet saree, and all the way to her super-drenched sexy panties, I enjoyed every moment of it. The way she smelled in that wet and sexually aroused state. My senses could not believe that a woman could smell this sexy, too.
I don’t think Namrata aunty had any idea that even at the age of 53, she could drive a young guy like me that crazy. We were both completely soaked in sweat, lying right there on the bed beside each other. She was lying flat on the bed.
I was on top of her, her soft breasts were being so softly crushed against my chest. She was looking at me and just smiling. I asked her.
Rahul – What? What’s wrong?
Aunty – Nothing. Just my mind is not able to process the things we had done hours before. (She was still smiling)
Rahul – Are you regretting, aunty?
I said with a bit of concern. She slapped me right on my cheeks. It was neither hard nor soft, just right.
Aunty – No, you idiot, not like that. Do you want me to warm your cheeks once more? How can you even think of something like that? My dear idiot, naughty boy, I just loved everything. You are one of the most important people in my life, you idiot. I love whatever you do to me.
Rahul – Will you stop calling me an idiot, aunty? (I said with a bit of fake annoyance.)
Aunty – Why? What’s the problem with calling you that? Aren’t you my naughty little idiot?
She was having a devilish kind of slight smile while saying that. I leaned down a bit and brought my lips extremely close to hers and said …
Rahul – Again trying to tease me with your naughty little games?
Aunty – Yes, I am trying to. So, what are you going to do about that, mister?
She still had that devilish smile. I could not think of any answer, but I did answer her by locking my lips with hers. I smooched her wildly, French-kissed her deeply with a bit of passion, and broke the kiss.
Aunty – That’s it. This is all you got. I thought you were better than that.
She said it while gasping for breath a bit, but her devilish smile still had no intention of leaving her lips.
Rahul – Aunty, seriously? You are behaving like some horny young girl.
I said with a bit of frustration.
Aunty – You fucked me twice in a row. I don’t think you will be able to manage a third one. So, stop making excuses, young man.
She was still carrying that naughty smile. I said to myself, If I don’t jam my cock into her right now and fuck her, I will go crazy.
Rahul – So you want some more? Take it, you naughty aunty.
I said out of eagerness and desire, as she had got me so aroused. I grabbed my cock, which was very hard by now. I started rubbing the head of my cock on the slit of her entire pussy. My goodness, her pussy was so wet, it was oozing pussy juices like anything.
Sometimes I really wonder about the amount of pussy fluid women produce. It’s like a never-drying water stream. No matter how much water you fetch, it never stops flowing.
Aunty – Oh yes, seems like you got it ready, didn’t you? (She was smiling sexily)
Rahul – Yes, and I am going to fuck you so hard with it that you are going to fall unconscious. (I said with a lot of desire and eagerness)
Aunty – Prove it, mister, I don’t believe what you are saying.
My gosh, will she ever remove that sexy, devilish smile off her face? It’s killing me. I said to myself that I can’t take it anymore. All this time, I was rubbing my cock head against her pussy slit. Without any indication, I just plunged my rock-hard cock straight into her pussy.
Aunty screamed like anything, but her voice trailed off in between. She fell silent for a few seconds. Her mouth was wide open, and her eyes were on me. Then she gasped and exhaled heavily and grabbed my head by my hair.
Aunty – Are you crazy? Will you do this to me? I almost died from a sudden outburst of pleasure. (She said while gasping for breath)
Rahul – So where is that little devilish smile of yours, my dear naughty aunty? (Now it was my turn to return her that crooked smile, and I did it indeed)
Aunty – You little rascal, I will kick your young butt later on. (She said while looking deep into my eyes, and I saw an immense level of desire and passion)
Rahul – There is time for your later on thing, but right now, I am going to fuck this sexy woman, who turns me on more than anyone in this world.
And I started fucking her. My cock slipped into the very end of her pussy canal, my cock head was touching the end of her passage, and I was able to feel it. Her pussy felt so good that I got completely lost in those heavenly feelings. Her pussy walls were gripping and rubbing against the entire length of my cock.
And the heat and warmth of her pussy were just killing me. We both were looking deep into each other’s eyes, and were moving our hips in unison. It seemed like I wanted every inch of her pussy, and she wanted my entire cock. As if that was not enough, we were both grinding our genitals into each other.
Every time my cock head touched the end of her pussy, she used to lift her hips and thrust against my cock very hard. I was dying of pleasure, and so was she. I had started with deep and slow strokes. But now I was plunging into her pussy hole very hard.
Our eyes never left each other, and our mouths did the same. We were kissing each other crazily, all the while our hips were involved in wild, shameless humping.
Aunty – Rahul, you are fucking me so good. You always fuck me so good. Please keep fucking me always, every day, keep fucking me forever, my baby. (She said while moaning and gasping, struggling even to speak)
Rahul – Oh, aunty, it’s always so good to fuck you. You are so sexy. Oh my gosh, you always drive me crazy with pleasure.
I was moaning and gasping a lot while saying that. Who wouldn’t? The woman was really getting me mad with desire and pleasure and whatnot. All the while I was fucking her, I was kissing her lips. I cannot stop myself from kissing her lips.
So full and juicy, and the moment her saliva enters my mouth, fuck man, it feels so erotic. Our normal kissing often drifts into deep kissing, tongue kissing. Finally, we also start licking each other’s lips, tongue and mouth. I never expected that a woman of this age would engage in this kissing.
She was the one who first told me to spit into her mouth. I was surprised for a while, but when I did, it felt great. I had never done spit kissing kind of stuff till that day. Fuck, that deep kissing, tongue kissing, and spit kissing kind of stuff was the hottest and most erotic experiences of my life.
I so much wanted to continue my people, but due to my tight schedule, I am bound to stop right now. I will do my very best to continue as soon as possible. You can send your emails to [email protected]. See you soon, my people, take care till next time. Thank you.