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That Married Lake Town Beauty Rode Me Raw Till Her Legs Shook

That Married Lake Town Beauty Rode Me Raw Till Her Legs Shook

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I still get hard thinking about last month in Lake Town. Work was slow that week so I went to the local market near the flats for some snacks and cigarettes. That was how my kolkata married woman sex story started without any plan. I saw her arguing with the vegetable guy over onion prices. Thick hips, round ass in a tight green salwar, heavy breasts pushing the kameez. Face a bit tired but lips full. She looked at me twice then smiled small like she knew I was staring.

I helped her with the bags without talking much. She said her name Mallika and that her husband works night shifts at a shipping office near the docks. Flat is empty most evenings she told me and the maid already left. Come for tea na if you free she said like it was normal. I followed her up the stairs smelling her sweat and some cheap flower perfume. Inside the place was neat but warm from the afternoon. She told me sit sit Deb bhai wait I make tea. I gave her name then and watched her move around the kitchen. Ass cheeks rolled under the cloth every step.

Tea Cups Forgotten On The Table

She brought the cups but never sat proper. Stood close enough that her thigh brushed my knee. Husband never touches me proper these days she said low voice. Just sleeps and goes. I need strong hands. My lund was already thick in the jeans. I put hand on her waist and she did not push away. Instead she turned and pressed those heavy tits against my chest. Mouth found mine messy. Lips wet tongue pushing like she starved. I grabbed her ass hard both hands and squeezed till she moaned into my mouth. No soft kisses just hungry biting. She pulled my shirt out and ran nails down my back. I yanked the kameez up and her bra was already loose. Big dark nipples hard as stones. I sucked one then the other loud and wet while she held my head. Salt from her skin tasted good. She whispered chod muje aur zor se but no fancy words just that raw ask.

I pushed her to the sofa and pulled the salwar down. No panty underneath just clean shaved chut already shiny with juice. Thick outer lips and a swollen clit. I rubbed two fingers along the slit and she opened legs wide without shame. Finger went in easy all the way. Hot and tight grip pulled me deeper. I added second finger and pumped slow then faster. Her hips lifted off the cushion. She kept saying haan wahan and bit her own lip. Juice dripped down to the sofa fabric. I pulled fingers out and licked them then made her taste. She sucked hard like cock. I dropped pants and my lund sprang out thick veiny and leaking already. She stared and her hand wrapped around it stroking rough from root to tip. Thicker than husband she said laughing short then bent forward and took half in her mouth. Warm wet heat and tongue spinning under the head. I held her hair and pushed deeper till she gagged a bit but she stayed. Spit ran down her chin onto those hanging breasts. I fucked her face short hard strokes watching spit glitter.

She pulled off breathing heavy and turned around on the sofa on all fours. Ass high back arched that brown ring and dripping chut waiting. I rubbed the head up and down her slit coating it then pushed in one long thrust. She screamed low and the walls shook a little. So tight it felt like she milked me. I grabbed her hips and started pounding. Skin slap slap loud in the empty flat. Her tits swung under her and I reached around to pinch nipples hard. She pushed back meeting every stroke. Deeper bhenchod deeper she growled. I gave full length burying balls against her and grinding. Juice soaked my thighs. I pulled almost out then slammed back. The sofa creaked bad. After some minutes I flipped her onto her back legs over my shoulders and drove back in. Angle hit that soft spot inside and her eyes rolled. She clawed the cushions and came sudden pissing a little squirt that wet my stomach. Walls fluttered around my lund so strong I almost lost it but held back.

Kitchen Counter And Floor Filth

We moved to the kitchen because she wanted water but ended up bent over the counter instead. Cold marble under her belly. I kicked her feet wider and rammed from behind again. One hand on her neck light press other working her clit in circles. She shook and dripped down her thighs. I spanked one cheek red then the other. Marks rose nice. She pushed back harder and I felt her second climax squeeze me. When I pulled out my cock glistened thick white cream from her. She turned grabbed it and cleaned with tongue slow messy. Then she climbed on the counter facing me legs spread open wide. I stepped in and sank back into that flooded hole. Standing fuck with her heels digging my ass. I hammered upward and the kitchen light shook. Cups rattled. She bit my shoulder to stay quiet even though no one home. Sweat ran between us. I sucked her neck leaving dark spots. Husband will ask tomorrow she laughed between gasps then said fuck him hard now. I unloaded deep first load pumping jet after jet against her womb. She held me locked while twitching. Cum leaked when I finally slid out thick ropes onto the floor tiles.

We rested five minutes only. She wiped with a kitchen towel then dragged me to the bedroom. Mattress soft and big. She stripped all the rest of clothes and lay back spreading. Still hungry she said and rubbed her messy chut. I was half hard again but her mouth fixed that fast. Deep throat bobs with spit strings connecting. When I got rock solid she crawled on top reverse cowgirl. Ass facing me she lowered slow till I bottomed out. Then she bounced hard. Cheeks clapped and I watched my cock disappear and reappear shiny. Fingers dug her hips and I thrust up meeting. She reached back spreading her cheeks so I saw everything. Even rubbed her own gaand hole while riding. I spit on my thumb and pressed it against the tight ring. She went still then nodded. Thumb popped in to the knuckle and she went wilder on my lund. Dual stretch made her choke out moans. After long ride she spun around facing me breast pressing my chest and rode slow grinding clit on my base. Kissed dirty spit sharing. I flipped us missionary again and piledriver style folded her almost double. Deep angle ruined her. She came third time shaking so hard the bedframe hit wall. I followed blasting another thick load far inside. Felt it bubble out around the shaft.

Later we lay sticky. She played with the mess leaking from her and smeared on her tits then made me lick clean. Tasted mixed salt and cream. Night was still early. She got on hands knees again and asked for gaand this time. I used more spit and her own juice to ready the hole. Slow push the head in. She breathed through it gripping sheets. Once past the ring I sank careful till balls touched. So hot and gripping different than chut. Started slow strokes then faster when she relaxed and pushed back. Full gaand fuck doggy till she was moaning continuous. I reached under rubbing clit and she gushed again. Pulled out of ass and slammed back into chut for final round really brutal. Bed slamming wall and her screaming with pillow half on face. I came last time pulling out spraying thick ropes across her ass back and hair. She rubbed it in laughing tired.

Morning Light And One Last Use

We slept some hours messy. Around five she woke me with lips on my cock half hard morning wood. Sucked slow then mounted again cowgirl slow deep. Husband shifts end soon she said so use me once more. Walls still swollen sore but she rode till both finished. I filled her fourth load cream pie dripping onto sheets. Shower quick together soaping each other. Fingers in her again just because. She dressed me and kissed long at door. Come again next week when he go she said plain. I left with weak legs and her smell all over. Still think about how loose and wet she got after multiple fills. How she took lund down throat gaand and chut without stop. Lake Town flats look quiet from outside but that married one knows how to drain a man proper. I walk past the market sometimes hoping bags need carrying again. Body remembers every slap and squirt. Next time I bring oil and longer free evening. She will open that door same way hungry and ready.

That whole night I barely talked sweet. Just took what she offered and gave harder. Her married status made juices flow better maybe. Knowing husband works far and she chose my cock. Cum still drying on sheets when I left. She will wash before he comes but the marks and the loose walk stay. I jack off recalling her reverse bounce and how her ass opened for thumb then full length. Thick brown body built for exactly that rough use. No flowers no slow romance just flat tiles kitchen counter hurtful grips and loads pumped deep. My lund stays heavy thinking if next time she lets me film that creamy pull out. Or if friend of hers joins. For now this memory is enough to keep me hard days later. Kolkata evenings can get filthy when the right married figure smiles at market and invites tea.

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