I still get hard thinking about that evening in Madurai. I was renting a small flat next to Kavitha and her husband who travelled a lot for business. She was pure Tamil blood thick thighs and heavy chest that bounced when she walked. I never thought my boring life would turn into one of those tamil desi sex stories but damn it happened fast.
It was a Tuesday and I came back from office around eight. Lights were on in her place and she was standing in the balcony in a simple cotton saree. She waved and said karthik come for two minutes I need help with the fridge. I went over thinking nothing much just being a decent neighbor. My shirt still smelled of office dust and I had no idea she had been planning this.
When Kavitha Pulled Me Inside Fast
She opened the door and pulled me in by the shirt. The fridge story was pure bullshit. Her husband had gone to some work trip for four days and she was alone and horny as hell. She locked the door behind me and stood so close her perfume hit me hard. Those big breasts pressed against my chest through the thin blouse. She said I watch you every day from the window when you come back and today I cannot wait anymore. Then her hand went straight down and she squeezed my cock through the pants like she owned it.
I was shocked but my dick got rock hard in seconds. She laughed low and dirty and opened my zip slow. Her fingers wrapped around my thick cock and she started stroking with a firm grip twisting a little at the head. She said look how hard you are already for a married woman next door. I grabbed her waist and yanked the saree blouse open. Those heavy brown breasts spilled out with dark stiff nipples. I bent and sucked one hard while she kept pumping my cock faster. Milk never came but the way she moaned told me she liked the bite.
Kavitha pushed me onto the old sofa and dropped to her knees between my legs. She took the swollen head of my cock in her hot mouth and sucked wet and loud right away. Her tongue swirled under the ridge and she went deep till I felt the back of her throat. Spit ran down my balls and onto the cushion. She was moaning around my shaft like she had been starving for cock for months. I held her hair in both fists and fucked her mouth slow at first then harder. She gagged and tears came but she did not pull off. She wanted every inch and kept bobbing till my thighs shook.
Her Saree Hit The Floor Hard
I pulled her up by the arms and ripped that cotton saree off completely. The petticoat underneath got yanked down next and her thick Tamil pussy was shaved smooth and already dripping shiny. I pushed two fingers inside and she was soaking wet and hot. She bent over the sofa arm without being told and said put it in raw karthik I take pills do not worry. I spit on my cock and slammed into her cunt in one long stroke till my hips slapped her fat ass.
Her ass was heavy and jiggly and every hard thrust made it bounce and ripple. I grabbed her hips tight and pounded without mercy. The wet sound of skin slapping filled the whole flat. She was screaming yes deeper break that pussy and pushing back to take more. I reached around under her and rubbed her swollen clit while fucking deep. Her walls clenched crazy tight around my cock and she came hard shaking and squirting a little onto the sofa edge. Her legs almost gave out but I held her up and kept railing.
I pulled out dripping and made her get down on the floor mat on all fours. I mounted her from behind again and drove in even deeper this time. My balls slapped against her clit with every stroke. She pushed her ass back meeting me like an animal. I slapped both cheeks red and she loved it moaning louder. She said call me your dirty whore and fill this married cunt. I kept slamming till sweat poured off my chest onto her back. Her pussy made filthy wet noises and I could feel her juices running down my balls.
How I Filled Her Twice That Night
I flipped her onto her back right there on the mat and put both her legs up on my shoulders. Those big soft tits bounced hard with every deep thrust. I leaned down and bit her dark nipples while burying my cock to the root again and again. She clawed my back leaving marks and came a second time squirting more across my stomach. I could not hold back anymore and dumped a huge thick load deep inside her pussy. When I pulled free the cum leaked out in a white stream down her crack onto the mat.
But Kavitha was nowhere near done. She shoved me flat and sat right on my face. I ate that messy creampie pussy while she ground her clit on my tongue and nose. She tasted of both of us and it made me crazy. Then she slid down and sat on my half-hard cock facing away. She rode reverse cowgirl slamming that fat ass down till I was fully hard again inside her. Watching her cheeks clap and split around my shaft made me throb. She turned around still impaled and put her heavy breasts in my face. I sucked them greedy while thrusting up into her wet heat.
We fucked for a long stretch more on that same mat. She rode hard bouncing till her thighs burned then I took her doggy style again this time against the living room wall. Her cheek pressed to the plaster as I railed her without holding back. One hand on her shoulder one on her hip driving deep. She kept begging for harder and I gave it. Finally I pulled out shaking and she dropped to her knees fast. She sucked my cock clean of her own juices then jerked me with both hands aiming at her tits and open mouth. The second load shot thick ropes across her chest face and tongue. She licked what she could reach and smiled all dirty with cum on her chin.
After that we just lay on the mat breathing like we ran a race. She wiped some of the mess with her petticoat and draped the saree loose around her body. She said come tomorrow same time husband is gone till Friday so do not waste it. I went back to my own flat with weak legs sticky cock and completely empty balls. That night I still jerked off one more time in the bathroom thinking of her thick body and the way she took every inch. The next evenings I went back like she ordered and we did even filthier rounds including her tight ass which gripped me like a fist. But that first night remains the one that wrecked me completely and left me addicted.
Now whenever I see a simple cotton saree or hear a Tamil woman laugh low I remember Kavitha moaning under me on that Madurai floor mat. Pure hardcore hunger with zero romance just two people using each other till nothing was left.