In the near empty tower of Ahmedabad the lights on the twelfth floor still burned while the city steamed below. This hindi sex kahani began the second the last lift dinged shut and only two people remained inside the glass cabin. Roshni had kept Arjun back to finish the quarterly slides but both of them knew the files were only an excuse. Her maroon saree clung to her hips from the day long AC fight and his shirt stuck to his back. He walked around her chair slow like a man who had waited too long.
She did not move when his hand landed on her shoulder. Fingers slid under the blouse strap and pinched the soft meat there. Your husband is still in Dubai na he asked low and she only nodded once. Good then we have whole night. He spun the chair so she faced him fully and pushed both her knees apart with his shoes. The silk petticoat rode up quick showing thick thighs and plain black panties already damp in the middle.
Cabin Lights Dimmed and Clothes Hit the Floor
Arjun yanked the saree pallu off her chest and tore the blouse hooks open in one pull. Heavy breasts spilled out with dark nipples already tight. He bent and sucked one hard while two fingers shoved the panty crotch aside and sank straight into her cunt. She was dripping. He pumped those fingers rough making wet sounds that echoed off the glass. Roshni grabbed his hair and pushed his face lower saying eat it properly junglee. He dropped to his knees dragged the panties down her ankles and buried his tongue deep. He licked her from hole to clit in long dirty strokes then sucked the swollen bud until her hips jerked off the chair.
She came first time quick shaking and trying to close her thighs but he held them open and kept licking through the spasms. When she went limp he stood wiped his mouth and freed his cock. Thick dark and already leaking at the tip. He slapped it against her cheek twice then fed it between her lips. Roshni opened wide and took him to the throat on the first push. He fucked her mouth steady holding her bun so the hair pins scattered. Spit ran down her chin onto her bare breasts while she gagged and still tried to suck harder. He pulled out just before finishing and lifted her like a sack tossing her face down over the cold glass desk.
Glass Desk Took the Full Weight of Their Fucking
Her ass rose high round and marked lightly from the chair edge. He yanked the petticoat fully off and spanked each cheek red. You want this promotion or you want this lund he growled while rubbing the head up and down her slit coating himself. She pushed back onto him so the fat tip popped inside. He slammed the rest in one stroke burying every inch in her married cunt. The desk shook. Papers flew. He set a brutal pace hips smacking loud against her soft backside while one hand reached under to maul her swinging tits.
Harder saale harder she kept repeating voice broken. He obeyed pulling almost out then driving back so deep the desk legs scraped the tiles. Sweat dripped from his chin onto her bare back. He spat on her asshole and pushed a thumb inside while the cock kept wrecking her front hole. Roshni moaned filthy words mixed Hindi English telling him to ruin her fill her make her walk funny tomorrow. He flipped her onto her back shoved her knees to her shoulders and folded her nearly in half. From this angle he watched his thick shaft disappear again and again shiny with her cream. Her eyes rolled. Another orgasm tore through her making the cunt squeeze him like a fist.
He did not slow. He pulled free flipped her again and lined up against the tighter back hole. She tensed but he pushed steady until the head punched past the ring. Slow at first then deeper until his balls pressed her. Full ass to the hilt. Roshni clawed the glass and whimpered but pushed back asking for more. He fucked her ass with the same force he had given her cunt one hand choking the back of her neck lightly the other spanking. The sound of skin on skin mixed with her broken gasps filled the whole floor. When he felt the boil rise he yanked out spun her around and shoved the cock back into her mouth so she could taste herself. Three strokes later he flooded her tongue thick ropes that she swallowed messy with some spilling down her chin.
Second Round on the Cabin Sofa Until Dawn Threat
They barely rested. He sat on the low visitor sofa and made her straddle him reverse. She sank onto his still hard cock taking it back inside her used cunt and rode hard bouncing so her ass slapped his stomach. He reached around rubbed her clit rough while biting her shoulder. She came again squirting a little down his balls. He stood with her still impaled walked to the wall and pounded her standing until her legs gave out. Then he laid her on the carpet legs wide open and finished the third load deep inside her pussy holding her hips locked so nothing dripped out yet.
By the time the sky outside turned grey both were sticky spent and half laughing from exhaustion. Roshni wiped between her thighs with his ruined shirt then fixed her saree enough to look decent in the lift. Next time lock the door earlier she said voice hoarse brushing past him. Arjun just smirked already thinking of the next late night file that would need finishing. The cabin still smelled of sex when the first sweepers arrived an hour later.
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