I am his whore
I am Rose from India. I am vary fair in color. I am 21 years old. I am 5 feet 5 inches tall with big breasts and big swaying ass. I have firm breasts and I am very proud of those globes. They make every male look at me twice. . In collage every guy look at my boobs with greedy eyes. I have a terrific figure of 36-24-34 and innocent oval face. I have light brown color pointed nipples with about old one rupee coin size areola hungry for some mouth to suck them. I and my girlfriend Shazia went to the movies together with her twin brother Manoj he is 25 years old. He is an engineering student. He was also a perfect gentleman. We were watching the movie when Shazia got up to go to the bathroom. Manoj, who had been sitting next to his sister slid over a seat next to me. After a few moments he asked me if I wanted some popcorn. I said sure and put my hand into the box. I feel that he is touching my legs. I just froze. I couldn’t believe it was happening and more so the fact that I wasn’t stopping him. He worked his way up to my crutch and was massaging my clit through my panties. I was completely hypnotized; I was staring at the screen without seeing anything. To have my clit played with really turns me on. When he could see my friend returning, the he stopped playing with me; he pulled my skirt down and moved to his seat. Nobody said a word about the whole affair and that night I went to bed and thought about the whole thing. I fantasized about his cock, about putting it into my mouth, about being fucked by it. My hand unconsciously dropped to my choot (crotch) and, I soon masturbated myself to an orgasm. A couple of days later I saw Manoj in collage and he said to me that he want to meet me in park after classes. I shook my head but he said “Meet me at the at 4 pm.” I walked away without saying anything. I reach in the park at the appointed time. And there was Manoj sitting in his car. I walked up to the driver’s side window and he said to me, “Get around and get in.” I got in the car and closed the door before he was backing up the car and driving off. I looked at him as he silently concentrated on the driving. And so it was that he drove some several kilometers from the park finally arriving at an old, abandoned farmhouse. He asked me to follow him. He reached inside the farmhouse and told me that this farmhouse is of one of his friends. Then he moved beside me and pressed his lips against mine and ran his tongue over them. I tried to push him back but he forcefully overcomes my resistance, which was finished in little time and I opened my mouth, and our tongues met. Sensing that I wasn’t going to stop him anymore, he smiled at me, pulled down my cloths one by one and cupped my breasts. “You have got one gorgeous body, babe.” My nipples grew harder, and I trembled in anticipation. Trailing his tongue down my neck, he licked my breast and sucked a nipple into his mouth. He looked up at me and asked if I liked it. In answer, I pushed my tits together with my hands and asked him to lick them some more. His hands and mouth descended to my tits, and he proceeded to squeeze, fondle, suck, lick, pinch, and caress me for several minutes. Then he trailed his tongue down to my stomach and stopped at my panty. I smiled down at him as he pulled it down slowly over my hips and thighs and let it fall around my ankles. I kicked it away and spread my legs slightly. Manoj lifted me up under the arms and sat me on the edge of the table. He sat in one of the chairs, pulled my legs over his shoulders and started licking the insides of my thighs. I lay back on the table, and my legs fell open wider as his mouth got closer to my trembling twat. Suddenly, he flicked out his tongue and hit my clit. I cried out with pleasure, and he buried his face deeper in my pussy. “Eat me Manoj,” I gasped. I pressed my (choot) into his face, and he stuck his tongue up my hole. “Oh yes!” I cried. “That feels so good. Do it!” He continued eating me while I moved my hips back and forth across the table. Manoj stood up and, bending over, rubbed his face over my tits! He took his hard cock (lund) into his hands and guided it to my choot hole. “Manoj, please mujhai choodo” I moan. “rundi bohat jaldi hai tujhai chudwaney ki?” he told. I groaned and tried to lift my hips to take him into me, but he held me firmly, and I couldn’t move. He took the head out and rubbed it over my choot, exciting me all the more. When he realized that I couldn’t stand it any longer, he rammed his circumcised thick dick (mota lund) inside me. I could feel a long hot rod going inside my choot tearing al the barriers then he was driving his rod in and out of me with slow, full strokes. I was in a frenzy at this point, and when he took my swollen clit between his thumb and forefinger and squeezed it, I humped against him like a mad woman. “Fuck me (chodo mujhai)!” I cried. Suddenly I felt my orgasm burst over, and as my pussy muscles clenched in uncontrollable spasms, Manoj cried out and pulled his cock out of me. He rubbed it up and down as he shot his load all over my belly. I rubbed my fingers through his hot sperm and then stroked my tits with his cum. He lay on top of me and kissed my mouth. “you are a real maal” he said. Just then, he rolled over onto his back and got a look at me. I began to lick it while I massaged his balls. I was teasing him with little flicks of my tongue, refusing to put his cock in my mouth, making him wait. “Please suck it, please,” he said. First, I took my hand and gave it a few firm strokes over the head, watching his face contort in pleasure. Then, I took the head in my mouth and worked my mouth up and down, twisting as I went. I took as much of his cock into my mouth as I could, slowly sliding my mouth up and down on it, holding the base of it firmly in my hand as I did so.