An Unlikely Workout Partner – Part 2

An Unlikely Workout Partner - Part 2
Slowly it popped out and Priya looked up at Manish and said, “Let’s just hope I don’t get knocked up by this.” Manish smiled slyly. He was glad that he was able to prove his virility to this damsel in the woods and pump his seed in her fertile womb. He leaned in on her crushing her perfect frame under his round one to place his lips on hers. Her ripe perfect tits being crushed under his enormous weight. She could feel the air being squeezed out of her and she made her discomfort felt by pushing him off. He realized her hesitation and pulled himself up. Both of them were drenched in sweat by now with their clothes sticking to their bodies. Beads of sweat were rolling down his bald head and both their faces looked moist with a thin film of sweat on it as if it had been sprinkled now. He looked funny with his t-shirt sticking to his round figure but she looked heavenly. Her heaving chest trying to catch hold of her breath turned him on immensely. He could feel his groins stirring. He looked at her mesmerized and his hand moved to his tool trying to stoke some more life in it. She looked at him and said, “Don’t even think about it, fatso! Not here! Not now!” There was a conviction in her voice which left no doubts in his mind and he respected that. The light warm breeze and the wetness on the body had a cooling effect and he got back to his senses. He smiled at her and turned around to find his shorts and wear them. When he had dressed up and turned around, he saw that she was dressing up as well. Once both of them had dressed, they got back on the track and started again on their return journey. There was a palpable tension between the two as they walked in silence for some time. None had imagined the way the fay would turn out. Manish partially felt guilty for cheating on his wife and partially glad for the experience. Whereas Priya was poker-faced giving zero inklings of what was on her mind making Manish a bit queasy. After a while, Priya broke the silence and said, “You, mister, are one deceiving man!” Manish (surprised): Why do you say so? Priya: You portray that you are unfit but the way you pound tells another story Manish (gloating): A good story or a horror story? Priya (blushing): Of course a good story! Manish pumped his fist in the air at her validation which Priya noticed. Priya: Don’t jump the gun champion. I said it was a good story, not a great one. Manish (touching his crotch): Do you want to make it a great one? Priya (smilingly): Oh you have to work hard for that. And neither this is the right time nor a great place! Manish had his hopes up now. He realized there was more to this which made him elated. Priya: But you sure as hell surprised me. I must give you a credit for that. I never thought you will last for that long both outside me and inside me. Manish: I am glad you enjoyed it! Priya: I sure as hell did! Manish: So what now? Priya(teasingly): What? Manish: Come on! Don’t be a tease. you know what I mean! Priya(teasingly): No I don’t know what you mean. Please elaborate! Manish impatiently grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him. Her boobs pressing against his wide chest. Both of them looking in the eyes of each other. Manish leaned in and Priya followed and they locked their lips. They smooched for a couple of minutes and then Priya pulled out and looked at Manish. Manish was still in trance with his eyes shut as the taste of her lips lingered on his. He slowly opened his eyes to see her looking at him. Her gorgeous face always made the butterflies in his stomach flutter. He was still in disbelief that he had one of the most memorable episodes of his sex life with this goddess a few moments ago. Flushed, he looked into her eyes waiting for her response. Priya: Honestly I don’t know. let’s take things one step at a time! Manish smiled reassuringly and both of them started walking back to her car. The rest of the journey was filled with small inconclusive talks which were responded in monosyllables by either of them while they both individually contemplated the future of their relationship. By late afternoon they reached her car and started towards their journey back home. Sitting in the air conditioner of the car was a welcome relief for them especially for Manish and he dozed off soon. Manish woke up with a start when Priya shook him to ask for the directions to his house. He told her that he would get down there itself but she insisted. So he guided her to his house which was a stand-alone bungalow in the corner of the alley. Making it relatively remote to access and absolutely free of peeping toms and nosy neighbors. Priya parked the car in the driveway and said goodbye. Manish: Do you want to come in for a coffee? Priya: Not today! You seem tired. Plus we said we will take it slow. Manish: How about some tea then? Priya (smilingly): Maybe next time. Manish (resigned): Ok. if you say so. but I had a great time today! Priya (smilingly): Same here. She leaned in and kissed his cheek and they both had a brief hug. Manish stepped out and walked in his house stooping. All his hopes of making this story great had tanked. The only silver lining was the assurance that they will take this relationship ahead one step at a time. But the odds of that happening as per him were negligible. He heard her drive away as he stepped into his house. Dejectedly he put on some music to cheer himself and sat on the couch, reminiscing about the day. He was so caught up in his thoughts that he lost the track of time. He came back to his senses because of the incessant ringing of his doorbell. He hurried to the door to find Priya standing there, all flustered. She squeezed herself inside and shut the door behind her. Manish looked at her perplexed, trying to comprehend what was happening. Priya put her right hand on his neck and pulled herself up to plant a kiss on his lips. Priya: I don’t know what I am doing here.

It just felt right though neither logical nor rational. Manish pushed Priya against the door and grabbed her waist looking in her eyes. There was an intensity in their gaze which neither could explain. After all, she was a young lady in the prime of her sexuality with a perfect hourglass figure. Whereas he was an old bugger, at the fag end of his sexuality and a complete contrast to her physical appearance. Yet fate had conspired in such a way that both these souls were embarking on a journey. It was not only frowned upon by society but also had no logical conclusion or a happily ever after for them. They were just going to hurt their near and dear ones if they got a whiff of what was brewing between the two. But at this moment neither thought of these consequences. Their minds were occupied with an unquenchable lust for each other. Manish leaned and placed his lips on hers and kissed her in the most romantic way he could. slowly sucking in the lower lip, biting and nibbling it and then exploring her widening mouth with his tongue. She responded to his kisses with an unmatched fervor. Their hands roaming over each other with the passion of long lost lovers. Yes, that is what they were at that very moment – Lovers. Slowly they peeled off their respective tops. Manish stood there bare-chested in his shorts and Priya in her black sports bra and slacks. Manish, smilingly naughtily, ogled at her body which made Priya conscious and proud of herself. Manish then lowered himself and started snuggling at her neck and making circular motions with the tip of his tongue on it. This being a sensitive spot for Priya, she let out a rasp and then held his bald head and pulled him closer. Manish got a bit wild with her forthcomingness and bared her teeth to give her a hickey. Priya: Please don’t bite. My husband will notice. Manish took the cue. He continued making circles on both the side of her neck with the tip of his tongue, tasting the saltiness of her skin which he found very arousing. He then effortlessly picked her up and started walking towards his bedroom. Inside the bedroom, he put her down pulled off her bra letting those ripe tits come out. They were a perfect size, perky, slightly sagging and mouthful. This is the first time Priya noticed how old Manish actually was with his old sagging skin, curly salt, and pepper hair on the chest and the big paunch. But he looked adorable, which had attracted her to him in the first place. He went down on his knees and cupped her tits one by one. Then he circled the areola with the tip of his tongue. Priya winced at this and bit her lower lip letting out a short moan. Manish realized that she was enjoying this continued doing it for a couple of minutes to tease her and test her patience. Finally, Priya could not hold it any longer and in a husky voice said, “Please just suck it!” With this Manish latched his mouth to her tits and started sucking on them alternatively. Priya moaned every time he flicked the tip of her nipples with the tip of his tongue and threw her head back in pleasure. Meanwhile, Manish had got rid of her clothes and she stood there naked. After some time, Manish got up and kissed her lips. It was her time to undress him and unleash his manhood. Once he was buck naked she caught hold of his manhood and started stroking it while they continued exploring each other’s mouths. His manhood, even at this age did not need much persuasion and was up in no time. They broke the kiss and looked in each other’s eyes. Manish: I want to fuck you like a bitch in heat. Priya smiled and went on all fours on the bed. Manish pulled in behind her and traced the length of her pussy with his tool to tease her. She was dripping wet. She looked behind to tell him to put it in. But as soon as she opened her mouth he rammed it inside and a loud moan escaped her mouth. He pulled it all the way outside and then rammed it in again. He did that a few more times to set the pace of slow long strokes and then gradually moved too fast short ones. Initially, every time he pushed it in she gasped. But as the pace increased the gasps turned into moans. With the intensity of moans going up with the speed of his pounding her. They were moving in a synchronized rhythm now. With her ass wiggling every time his thighs slapped hers. Her tits oscillation in resonance with his motion. The site was too erotic. The mirror right in front of them gave them a good view of their copulation. He could see her tits swaying and she could see the frown on his face as he pounded her ruthlessly. He spanked her ass a few times purely out of passion. The bottom of his belly was rubbing against her wriggling ass. They were some exchanges of profanities but most of the time the room was filled with her moans and his grunts. She could feel the orgasm building up inside her as he was hitting all the right spots repeatedly. Hence she crumpled the bed-linen in anticipation of the big-O. All of a sudden Manish clenched his teeth and started pumping his seed in her. The moment he started squirting his seed, is when Priya orgasmed with a really big moan. She arched her back and put her head on the mattress reeling pleasure. The pleasure lasted for a few moments after which both of them crashed on the bed and passed out naked. Please share your feedback on [email protected].