Nandi-hills ride to Riya's pussy riding - Part 2
Hi, Madhan here, a passionate erotic writer. Thanks to all my ISS readers for the likes and valuable comments on my previous story, ‘Meaty wife’s Desperation at the Swimming Pool.’ Looking to connect with Pleasure-seeking girls/ladies/couples. Reach me on my hangout/mail [email protected] anonymity and secrecy are guaranteed. I walked into the reception and booked a private room. Riya wanted to pay for the room, but I denied it. She winked and teased me again by saying, “Can you control it until we reach the room?” I shook my head, indicating No. She giggled. She pushed her hand, locking it with my hand in a gentle embrace. Our fingers intertwine perfectly, creating a sense of unity and intimacy. We walked towards the room in sync. She signalled her top and challenged, “Will you tear away my shirt to reach my boobs?” She spoke in a low tone, not audible, to the guy who walked along with us to guide us to the room. She expressed her horny side by saying, “Madhan. I am dying to go inside the room.” “To have you inside me.” “To have your tool inside my mouth. Ah!” Her chubby cheek widen with a cute smile. Oh heavens, I loved watching her grin. My eyes watched her hot, soft body, which would be mine after entering the room. I imagined my body sandwiching onto her fair white body. Her hand locked with my hand. I rubbed my shoulder onto the side of one of her huge boobs, which felt soft cushiony. The warmth of Riya passed onto my rubbing shoulder. I came to my senses on seeing the room boy unlocking the door. The room was very spacious. The room boy showed the AC remote. “Ok. I will take care,” I said, handing him a small tip. I bid the room boy out hurriedly. Riya only giggled as I rushed to latch the room door. The moment I latched the door, Riya pressed herself, hugging me from behind. “Madhan, If I tell you to go slow, will you?” Riya stood on her toe, and her soft lips caught my ear and sucked my earlobe. In a single, fluid motion, I pulled off my T-shirt and banyan, letting them drop to the floor. Riya wrapped her arms around me. Her warm breath gently caresses my back, sending a shiver of comfort down my spine. Her hefty boobs passed heat into my body. I turned around. Riya watched my eyes with a smile and hugged my bare chest. Her hair brushed against my skin as her soft, small hand rested gently over my heart. Her cold touch contrasted with the warmth radiating from me, creating a tender moment between us. I tried to ease out of the hug to taste her juicy, sweet lips. She resisted and continued to hug me, tightening the clasp. I brushed her silky hair. I lifted her chin and locked my lips with hers. Savouring the softness of her full lips in a lingering kiss before gently pulling away. After drinking a gulp of sweetness off her lips, my lips pulled away. She caught my chin. She locked her lips with mine straight with our noses colliding. Oh, her lips tasted yummy. Her lips started to move from my lower to upper lip slowly and restarted again. That’s when my hands grabbed her huge ass cheeks. I smashed them hard over her pants, like squeezing the chapati atta. I lifted her, pressing her body against me as I cradled her in my arms. Her laughter filled the air as I hoisted her onto my hip. She encircled her heavy thighs around my hips. Her boobs were tempting again by cramming onto my bare chest. I carried her and moved slowly. Our lips continued to eat each other dry. My hands cupped her heavy round ass cheeks. I placed her gently next to the bed. I broke the kiss and watched her hefty boobs hidden inside the shirt. As per Riya’s proposition, I grabbed her shirt just below the collar and pulled it with a huge force. The force tore, with the top two buttons flying away. Her boobs just sneaked at me. I can’t wait to grab those sexy boobs. Reading my mind, she said, “Ahhhh, Madhan, they are yours for today.” That’s when I yank the shirt for the second time, and this time two more buttons fly away, giving full access to her hefty tank boobs. My hands quickly grab those boobs, and my face press into her cleavage. “Ah,” She started moaning with her fingers entering my hair. I could smell the aroma of her body, which was mixed with the perfume. Riya’s hands, which were resting on my waist, slowly moved to unbuckle my pants. My hands felt very joyful on moving around her soft ass cheeks. My hands and fingers massaged and squeezed those white ass cheeks. I tried to part into the ass crack. My face rubbed against her soft bosom. Her hands were quick to unbuckle and push my pants away. I quickly undid her hanging shirt and threw it away. I quickly undid her pants. She resisted my hands from undoing her bra. Instead she pressed her soft body onto me into a hug. I kissed and sucked her lips, tasting her wetness slowly. Her bare, milky body pressed onto my bare body. My hard dick was inside my underwear, pressing onto her pussy over her panty. My hands rested on her bare ass cheeks. (Oh, man, they were like mosaic soft, creamy, and fleshy). I spanked one of her ass cheeks loud and hard. “Ah. Madhan.” My lips moved to suck her neck. She bent her neck, parting her body slightly away from the hug. She surveyed my tent underwear, with my dick begging to jump out. Her soft hands ran all along the length of my cock over the underwear. Uff, my cock only hardened by her soft touch. My eyes noticed her rosy, juicy lips. I imagined her rose lips around my dark, thick rod. It felt heavenly. As if reading my mind’s voice, Riya slowly pulled my underwear low, releasing the monster cock. The flat of her hand gently brushed over my thighs. She grabbed the snake dick rod with one hand firmly. She continued to kiss me with her hand rubbing my dick from the root to the head. Her gold ring-laden finger, with a watch on her arms, played the thick rod. Her fingers moving around my dick (Oh heavens).