My Horny Reader Haseena
One of my readers, in Chennai, sent me an email liking my story about my hot sex with my mature neighbor, this reader whose name is haseena, a married woman, but is most of the time alone as her husband travels a lot and as usual, she is neglected. We would be chatting through email, then switched to WhatsApp and things took a turn when we began sexting. Our chats were getting steamer and hot, haseena would often say that she would be fingering herself while chatting with me often describing what she would do to me and what she would like me to do to her.One night, I got a message from her “Call me. Asap” I began to wonder, was something wrong? Was she in trouble and something, I dialed her number and even before I could ask her what was wrong, she said in a breathless tone “I just wanted you to hear me cum for you rahul”, she panted. “I’m so wet. I am fingering myself, I am reading your recent story – my landlady mrs. Munir, I am imagining myself in her place, you’ve been fucking me over and over. I love it when you fuck me!” “Fuck me rahul. Fuck my pussy. Fuck me hard. Oh my god! Fuck me harder!! Make me cum all over your hot, hard dick!!!” “I want to cum for you. I want to cum on you. I want to feel you. I want to feel your cock. Fuck me. Oh please fuck me rahul! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!!! Fucck meeeeeeeeee!!!!! The orgasm had control of her now. I imagined her fingers massaging her clit, controlling exactly how much pressure and movement she could endure. The phone must have fallen to the floor as well. The sounds now seemed more distant and muffled. “Oh god how I love it!!! Ohhhhh!!” I could hear her gasping for breath, and occasionally, sighing as post-orgasmic thrills coursed through her body. Finally I could hear her voice, catching her breath as she said, “Thank you rahul. I needed that a lot! How about you? Would you like to cum for me?””Not right now haseena”, not like this I said calmly. “Tell me where you live, I will come “. She gave me her address; I quickly showered and put on jeans and a shirt. I knew the area where she lived. I left for her place, while driving I began to think, how had this happened? She is 52 and I am 35, for the past two months we had, chatted, then exchanged sexy erotic chats on whatsapp and suddenly this… I didn’t know what was happening, but I felt real good about it. This hot mature woman was lusting after me like no woman had ever done and, I had to admit, I was lusting after her the same way. I reached her place, I rang the doorbell a bit nervous, unsure what to expect, though I was sure that she was alone at home. When the door opened, all my fears vanished, haseena opened the door and she was stark naked. She stood about 5’6″, big black eyes and black hair. As I looked down her body I noted her nipples standing hard, her breasts, not very large, proportionate to her size, her large hips perfect and a well-trimmed triangle of dark hair. My eyes froze here when I saw how wet she was. The hair was so wet, the lips of her pussy were deep red, was fully aroused and ready for anything. I don’t think I said “Hello” or any such greeting. The sight that lay in front of me, made me speechless, I stepped forward pulling her into my arms and locked my lips against hers, and I pulled her down to the carpeted floor as we kissed. My hands were traveling everywhere. One moment to her head to kiss her as deeply and hard as I could. The next to her back to pull her tighter against me. Then next to her ass to pull her hot, wetness against my bucking and probing groin. My hands where everywhere. They wanted to touch every inch of her. I was like a kid in a toy store and I didn’t know what to do next. Not that I had to worry, haseena took over, her hands were removing the buttons of my shirt and had loosened my belt, unzipped my fly, and grasped my dick. I realized that nothing would satisfy her until I was as naked as she was. I broke off our kiss and finished removing my clothes, with her help, it didn’t take long. As I began to speak she said, “No. Not a word. Nothing. Just fuck me. I have to have you inside of me right now or I will explode. Now! Fuck me!!” I needed no further prodding. I turned her on her back and raised her legs into the air so that her knees practically touched her breasts. I looked down at her slit and just for a second, my mind was in a dizzy, was I dreaming? No I was not, as I could feel the pain in my now fully erect and throbbing dick, waiting to please the mature woman lying in front of me. The head of my dick positioned to slam into her when my kinky side took over; I wanted some control over the situation, instead of pushing into her immediately I began to massage her clit with my dickhead. She began to pull me. Partially in response to the attention I was paying to her clit, and partly in trying to get me to inside her wet, hot pussy. “Is this the cock you want me to fuck you with, haseena?” I teased her.”Yes. Yes. Please do it now”, she panted. “I don’t know if I want to do it now. Your hot, wet clit feels so good on my dick head. I may just have to cum all over this sexy little clit of yours”. “No! Rahul please! Come inside me. I have to have you inside of me right now!” the need and want in her voice excited me all the more. She pleaded. “I have to feel you in me. I have to feel you’re cum pumping into me now!!” her voice was rising. I knew she didn’t have longer. “just fuck me!! I cannot hold any longer!! I need to cum!!!” with that I drove my cock into her incredibly hot, wet, steaming pussy. I drove it to the hilt. My balls slapped against her ass with the force of my penetration,”Oh my god!!!!! You”Re in me!!!!”, she screamed. “Oh fuck!!!! You have no idea!!!! Oh my goddd!!!! Fuuccccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!” that last howl was her breaking point.