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I Lost It Completely With My Cousin's Wife In That Empty Nagpur Bungalow

I Lost It Completely With My Cousin’s Wife In That Empty Nagpur Bungalow

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I still get hard thinking about that night in Nagpur. This whole thing belongs in those hinglish sex stories people share but mine was real and dirty as hell. My distant cousin Rajeev called me over for some property papers. I took an overnight train and reached his bungalow late afternoon. The place was big old style with high ceilings and a back courtyard. Rajeev had gone to the village suddenly so only his wife Anjali was there. She opened the gate wearing a loose cotton nightie that stuck to her body cause of the heat. Full hips, heavy breasts moving when she walked, dark nipples poking out. I tried not to stare but failed hard.

She offered water and showed me the guest room upstairs. Her voice stayed casual but those eyes kept checking my arms and the front of my pants. I dumped my bag and came down for chai. Anjali sat opposite me on the sofa and crossed her legs. The nightie rode up showing thick thighs. She caught me looking and smiled slow. You grew up proper Vikram she said and poured more tea. I mumbled something dumb about the train ride. Heat was killing everything. Fans only pushed hot air around.

Nightie Slips And Hands Get Bold

Evening stretched. We ate simple dal rice she cooked. Afterwards she went to wash vessels. I stood in the doorway smoking. She bent over the sink and the nightie climbed over her ass. No panty I swear it. Round brown cheeks fully out soft and full. My lund jumped straight up. I walked in close and put a hand on her waist. She froze then pushed back a little against me. Your husband will kill us both she whispered but her hand came back and squeezed my thigh. I pressed harder so she could feel how stiff I already was. She turned around eyes half closed and opened my pant zip slow. Hot fingers wrapped my cock pulled it out and stroked once twice. Fat and leaking already.

I yanked the nightie over her head. Big soft breasts spilled heavy with dark thick nipples. I sucked one hard while pinching the other. She moaned and pushed my head down. I dropped to my knees right there on the kitchen tiles and opened her legs. Her chut was already dripping wet curly hair sticky. I licked the slit flat then pushed tongue deep. She grabbed my hair and ground her hips on my face rocking like she needed it bad. I sucked her clit and slid two fingers inside she was tight for a married woman but soaked. She came quick thighs shaking juice running down my chin. Stand up Vikram she panted and I stood.

Kitchen Tiles Kitchen Counter Full Fucking

Anjali climbed onto the counter spread wide put her feet on my shoulders. I rubbed my cock head up and down her wet lips then slammed in deep. She screamed once then bit her hand. So tight so hot I almost finished immediate. I held her hips and fucked hard the wet sound filling the kitchen. Her breasts bounced heavy each thrust. She kept saying more harder jaan I need your full lund. Dirty talk came natural from her thick voice. I pulled out flipped her around bent her over the counter and entered from behind faster. One hand on her shoulder one gripping hair I pounded till my balls slapped her clit every time. She pushed back meeting every stroke swearing softly in Hindi mixed with English begging for deeper.

I felt her walls squeeze and she came again shaking the whole counter. I pulled out and dragged her to the dining table. Climbed on top of her spread her open again. This angle let me go even deeper. Her eyes rolled and she clawed my back leaving marks. I leaned down spit in her mouth and made her swallow while I kept thrusting. She sucked my tongue messy like she was starving. My lund was coated thick white cream from her earlier releases. I reached down and rubbed her asshole while fucking her chut. She jumped then pushed into the finger so I slipped one knuckle inside. Double feel made her thrash hard. She came a third time almost crying.

I was close but wanted her mouth. I pulled out took her by the hair forced her down to her knees. She opened wide and I fed her the whole cock till nose hit my belly. Throat closed around me she gagged but held there eyes watering. I fucked her face short hard thrusts spit and precum mixed dripping on her big tits. She cupped them and rubbed while taking my lund. When I felt the load rising I pulled back and sprayed thick ropes across her tongue cheeks and those heavy breasts. She licked stuck out her tongue so I could watch the mess. Then she gathered more off her chest with two fingers and sucked them clean looking me straight in the eye.

Bedroom Round Goes Even Dirtier

Breathing hard we half walked half stumbled upstairs to the master bed. She still naked I stripped the rest of my clothes. On the bed she crawled over and sat on my face reverse. Her wet swollen chut covered my mouth and nose while she bent forward and sucked my half hard cock back to full life. I ate her from under licking asshole too. She came sitting on my tongue shaking so hard I had to hold her hips. Then she turned around mounted me and sank down slow. Watching my thick cock disappear into her fat wet pussy almost finished me again. She rode like she owned it rolling hips bouncing deep. Big breasts slapped against her stomach. I reached up squeezed them hard pinched nipples till she yelled yes like that.

I sat up flipped her onto her back lacing her legs over my shoulders. Full fold fold so I could drive straight down. Each thrust made her choke a little noise. Mattress banged the wall. Neighbors could hear maybe I did not care. Her feet pointed to ceiling toes curling. I spat on her clit rubbed fast while slamming. She shook head side to side muttering fuck me Vikram destroy that chut it is yours tonight. I kept going till sweat soaked both of us. Then I pulled almost out left only the head inside waited till she begged then slammed full length again and again. She came so hard her stomach clenched and she squirted a little down my legs. That pushed me over. I buried deep and emptied inside her hot pulses coating her walls. She locked her legs around me keeping me locked till every drop left.

We lay there messed up breathing like animals. After some minutes she rolled on top again and kissed me filthy. Not sweet just hungry. Her fingers cleaned leftover cum off my cock and fed it to me. I sucked them. Before morning she woke me with her mouth already halfway down my length. We fucked one more time slow then hard against the wall standing. She left scratches all over my chest. At dawn she cooked eggs like nothing happened and walked me to the gate still in the same nightie sticking to dried sweat. Rajeev would return next evening. I walked to the station with sore balls and the taste of her still in my mouth. Every time I close my eyes now I still feel that bungalow kitchen counter under my palms and her voice telling me harder.

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