Jaya Nessa’s Slut Adventures Ch. 11

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    Suseela wasn’t happy with the one sided
    dominance of Vatsala over her nephew
    Kamesh and immediately after the
    interlude, took him home giving Vatsala a
    kind of ‘notice’ that she would not let
    Kamesh copulate with the whore if she gets
    ‘possessive’ — all these days the ‘game’
    the two played revolved around ‘no hang-
    up and no bindings’ and this recent
    interlude with the kind of ‘attachment’
    Vatsala started to develop for Kamesh left
    Suseela worried.
    Kamesh was planning to leave the village
    the next day — he was to get back to the
    College but Suseela wanted him for the
    next 36 hours to herself- somehow the two
    convinced the elders and came to the
    farmhouse a few miles from their villa in the
    Village. Suseela knew the place like the
    back of her hand and soon took him to the
    corner of the cottage near to the rivulet
    where no one ever came and a lot of
    mango trees were abundant in Kameshgo
    grove.
    She loved to without her clothes in this
    environment and soon she was in her
    elements — the bitch was eternal beautiful
    and Kamesh was chuckling at his luck with
    women so young in his life — just 19 and
    he was already having a whale of a time
    this year. He pined to return to Jaynessa
    soon but that had to wait — he must enjoy
    and complete his satisfaction of unridled
    sex with his Aunt — she was the one who
    gave him the ‘break’ as they say.
    The summer sun hammered the cracked
    earth. There was no sign of rain. The
    shimmering heat created dancing images
    of distant trees. It was utterly still.
    Suseela lay naked under a shady mango
    tree, gazing dreamily at the leaves and
    dangling vines. Her dusky body shone with
    sweat and there were streaks of her man’s
    jizz on her lips and breasts and thighs. Her
    lover Kamesh sprawled beside her, his
    body half over hers, his limp penis against
    her thigh. Suseela slid her hand down
    between his thighs and fondled his penis.
    He stirred with a sigh and lifted his head.
    She smiled at him.
    “Come on,” she murmured. “Fuck me
    again.”
    Kamesh grinned and squeezed her breast.
    “You’re right randy Suseela, aren’t you?”
    “Yes,” she giggled. “I like it when you fuck
    me.”
    Kamesh grinned and kissed her, sliding his
    tongue into her mouth. Suseela responded
    hungrily, caressing his head. He moved
    over her and his lips slid down to her
    breasts. Suseela sighed in pleasure as he
    licked and sucked on her nipples. Her
    breasts swelled and hardened and she
    arched with a soft moan.
    Squeezing the fleshy mounds together,
    Kamesh sucked on both nipples
    simultaneously. Suseela gasped sharply
    and her legs forked open. Gently, he
    released her and slid lower, still strumming
    her rigid nipples with his thumbs. Suseela
    quivered in tension as his tongue and lips
    slid over her firm, flat belly and nuzzled the
    soft, damp, dark delta in her crotch.
    Forking her legs, she bent her knees and,
    with the fingers of one hand, pulled her
    cunt-lips open in wanton invitation.
    “Come on,” she murmured. “Put your
    tongue into my cunt … fuck me with your
    tongue, Kamesh … please.”
    Kamesh chuckled and slowly dragged his
    tongue through her sodden slit. Suseela
    groaned, her head turning to one side. She
    dug her fingers into his hair and pulled his
    head into her crotch.
    “Come on,” she gasped again. “Put it in … I
    want your tongue in my slit … ”
    Her cunt was wet and musky and Kamesh
    could taste his seed on her cunt-lips.
    Aroused by the odour, he dug his tongue
    into the soft flesh, flicking it rapidly against
    her gorged clitoris. Suseela hissed and
    arched steeply, her hips twitching and
    bucking feverishly. She began to move his
    head round and round between her thighs.
    “Yes! Ohhh yes! Yes, Kamesh, yes! Ohhh
    god yes … ohhh yes! That’s so good! Do it,
    Kamesh … do it to me! Fuck me! OHH yes!”
    Fondling her breasts, squeezing and
    crushing them in his hands, darting his
    tongue in and out of her cunt, probing this
    way and that, the young man took her
    deftly to the verge of an orgasm. At the last
    minute, when she was poised, teetering, on
    the brink of a climax, he pulled away.
    Suseela writhed on the ground in
    frustration and torment.
    “Oh, yes! Please … please don’t stop now …
    please … I want you … I want to come …
    please … I beg you … go on …”
    Kamesh laughed and squeezed her breasts
    affectionately. Her nipples were nut-hard
    and she groaned when he pinched and
    twirled them in his fingers. She arched
    sensuously under him and, hooking her
    hands under her knees, pulled her legs
    wider apart, lifting her feet. Kamesh
    chuckled and bent his head between her
    thighs. Suseela moaned, her head turning
    to one side, as she felt his lips at her slit
    again. He kissed her damp cunt, and
    slowly dragged his thick tongue down her
    cunt-lips.
    “Ohhhhh yes!” she gasped. “Ohhh god yes!
    Mmmm … yes Ohhh unhh Yes! Ohhh fuck
    yes! Do it, Kamesh Chitu … uhhh Ohhhhh
    uhhhh ohhhhh uhhh yes … ohhhh god yes!”
    Kamesh tongue-fucked her gently and
    unhurriedly while his tongue rippled up and
    down her crack, darted and jabbed in and
    out of her cunt-flesh, flickered delicately
    against her gorged clitoris. Suseela’s hips
    trembled and bucked under his face. She
    twined her fingers in his thick hair and
    moved his head round and round between
    her thighs. His tongue felt wonderful in her
    crotch.
    Kamesh pushed his tongue deeper into her
    cunt and sucked gently on the hard stem of
    her clitoris. Suseela gasped sharply, her
    mouth snapping open, her back bowing,
    her head whipping back, her hips jerking
    upward.
    “Ohhhh god yes! Yes! Ohhhh yes! Yes …
    come on, Kamesh, come on come on come
    on!”
    Once again, just as her orgasm was
    imminent, Kamesh stopped. Suseela cried
    in frustration.
    “Oh no,” she moaned. “Please … please
    don’t stop … I want to come … put your
    tongue into me again, Kamesh Chitu,
    please!”
    Kamesh slapped her face, but without
    force, even gently. Suseela gasped and
    winced.
    “Shut up, whore,” he said softly. “Learn
    some patience. You must learn to satisfy
    your man first. If he isn’t happy, you aren’t
    happy. Get it?”
    He slid a thick finger into her cunt, making
    her gasp and bite her lower lip. Her hips
    jerked and he laughed down at her as he
    masturbated her rapidly, pressing her
    clitoris with his finger.
    “Do you understand me?” he said. “Do
    you?”
    “Yes, Kamesh,” she murmured, her eyes
    glittering, her breath ragged and sharp, her
    hips twitching and jerking at his hand. “I
    understand. I must satisfy you.”
    “Good,” he smiled. “You learn quickly.”
    “You are the best teacher a Aunt could
    hope for, Kamesh,” she gasped, writhing
    uncontrollably, on the brink of an orgasm
    again.
    His hand pumped rapidly between her
    thighs and he chortled at her gasps and
    moans of pleasure as the orgasm neared.
    Abruptly, he stopped. Suseela moaned in
    despair.
    May I … may I suck your cock now?” she
    gasped the response he sought.
    Kamesh nodded in approval and rose to
    his feet. Suseela got to her knees before
    him and pushed her face between his legs.
    His penis was dark and long and thick. She
    took it in her hands and began to
    masturbate him gently, kissing the cock-
    head lasciviously. Deftly flipping back the
    foreskin, she took his cock-head in her
    mouth and began to suck his cock.
    Kamesh grunted and slowly pulled her
    head forward and flexed his buttocks,
    pushing more of his cock into her mouth.
    Suseela’s head rocked gently back and
    forth in his hands. Her face distended as
    his glistening cock thickened and hardened
    and swelled, sliding in and out between her
    lips.
    “Take it, cunt,” he muttered. “Suck my cock
    … mmmm … yeh … take it … yeh … like
    sucking cock, don’t you, bitch? Having
    your face fucked? Hah?”
    Suseela murmured in assent. Kamesh
    chortled and, bending his head to watch
    her, continued fucking her face in a
    leisurely fashion, rocking her head back
    and forth between his legs. Suseela sucked
    his penis eagerly, her head moving from
    side to side, her tongue and teeth and lips
    running up and down his swollen shaft.
    “Mmm … yeh … suck it, whore … suck it
    good … ohh yeh … that’s it … mmm yeh …
    nice … real nice, bitch … keep going … keep
    going, whore, keep going!”
    Suseela loved sucking cock. The taste and
    odour of an erect penis were unlike
    anything else she knew a potent, heady
    brew of which she could not get enough.
    Her excitement grew and she caressed her
    swollen breasts erotically with one hand as
    she sucked her Kamesh’s penis, squeezing
    the heavy mounds, pinching and tweaking
    her rigid nipples. The sight aroused him
    and he began fucking her face faster,
    moving her head rapidly back and forth
    between his thighs, pushing his cock
    greedily into her mouth.
    Suseela thrust a hand between her legs
    and began masturbating slowly. His penis
    throbbed in her mouth and beads of pre-
    cum gunk spurted onto her tongue. The
    taste was erotic and she swallowed them
    lasciviously, her tongue questing in his
    cock-slit for more. Grunting, Kamesh
    pushed her head away.
    “Want it, slut?” he cackled, slapping her
    face with his cock. “Want my cock?”
    On her knees, she looked up at him like a
    begging puppy and nodded. “Yes,” she
    breathed. “I want it … I want your cock,
    Kamesh.”
    “Where d’you want it, cunt? Tell me. In
    your mouth? Your cunt? Your ass?”
    “In my ass, Kamesh,” Suseela told him
    what he wanted to hear. “I love it when you
    butt-fuck me. But please fuck my cunt, too
    — it’s hungry for your prick.”
    Kamesh’s face creased with pleasure.
    “Come on, then, whore,” he muttered. “On
    your front! I’ll fuck you like a bitch!”
    Obediently, Suseela turned around and
    bent forward on her forearms, spreading
    her knees wide and presenting her
    delectable buttocks to Kamesh. Thrusting a
    hand between her thighs, she splayed her
    cunt-lips open.
    “Come on, Kamesh,” she murmured. “Fuck
    me like a whore!”
    Kamesh’s eyes glittered with excitement
    and pleasure. He straddled her hips in a
    low, deep squat and pressed his penis
    between her buttocks. She groaned and
    trembled beneath him.
    Suseela’s maternal nephew Kamesh, her
    sisterr’s younger son, was a muscular,
    powerfully built man. His naked body was
    smooth and hairless and hard, without an
    ounce of fat. Strong, broad, shoulders
    swept to high, narrow hips in a sharply
    tapering V. The chest was deep and
    cleaved the pectorals thick and hard. His
    arms and legs rippled with muscle. The
    powerful neck supported a handsome,
    weather-beaten face with a strong, straight
    nose, full, lean lips and deep-set eyes. His
    hair was jet black and swept back.
    He took the difficult position easily and
    without visible strain and his muscles
    corded smoothly as he bent deeply at his
    knees and, prising her buttocks open,
    squeezed his hard penis into the cleft
    between. It was nine inches long and
    correspondingly thick and it throbbed and
    pulsed with excitement. His cock-head slid
    down to her cunt and met no resistance,
    only soft welcoming warmth.
    With a loud hiss, he flexed his buttocks
    and, arching his head, eased his hips
    forward. His cock slipped smoothly into her
    cunt. Suseela gasped softly, arching her
    head as the searing heat of his cock bit
    into her molten cunt-flesh.
    “More!” she gasped. “More! Put it all in!
    Come on! Come on, Kamesh!”
    Savouring every minute, Kamesh
    unhurriedly pushed his cock inexorably
    deeper and deeper into the teenager’s cunt.
    At last, she had it fully in her flesh. Kamesh
    grunted softly. His buttocks remained
    flexed taut and he closed his eyes in
    pleasure as her buttocks squirmed against
    his thighs in erotic little circles. Her cunt
    cramped hungrily on his penis.
    She whimpered her lust, her breath sharp
    and ragged.
    “Yes,” she gasped. “Ohhh yes … it feels so
    good, Kamesh … Oh god … yes!”
    Kamesh’s fingers dug into the softness of
    her buttocks. With a groan of deep
    pleasure, he un-flexed his buttocks and
    drew his hips backward. His cock slid out,
    glistening with their comingled juices as it
    emerged. Suseela quivered with tension
    and bit her lower lip. Kamesh paused and
    then slowly skewered her again. Suseela
    gasped, her head arching. Savouring each
    minute Kamesh fucked his twenty five-year
    old Aunt. His cock moved smoothly in and
    out of her cunt, his buttocks flexing and
    un-flexing, his hips swinging rhythmically
    back and forth. His distended penis
    emerged and disappeared between the
    lobes of her buttocks. Her dusky, curved
    body rocked and lurched under him, and
    her cries were sharp and hoarse and
    unashamedly obscene. Her face was
    suffused with lust and pleasure and she
    moved eagerly with him, matching his
    pace, moving her cunt back and forth on
    his thick, hard, throbbing cock.
    “Take me … take me, Kamesh … fuck me …
    fuck me … Ohhh god yes … fuck me Kamesh
    … I’m your … whore … fuck me … like a …
    whore … do it … Ohhh yes!”
    Kamesh grinned at her words and swung
    his hips in controlled circles as he thrust
    down and forward. His cock mashed her
    cunt-flesh and she gasped and cried out in
    joy. Her cunt convulsed on his penis and
    he groaned, arching his handsome head
    back. He was evidently an experienced and
    powerful lover and he took his time with the
    young Aunt, fucking her unhurriedly. His
    cock slid steadily in and out of her cunt,
    going in deeply, pausing then pulling
    slowly outward only to squeeze in again.
    Beneath him, Suseela whimpered in lust,
    her head hanging between her arms. Her
    pendulous breasts were swollen and hot.
    He squeezed them gently and gradually
    began to move faster. She moaned thickly,
    lurching and rocking erotically under him.
    “More!” she gasped. “Oh fuck yes! Fuck
    me, Kamesh Chitu! Fuck me harder!”
    He picked up speed and her cries grew
    sharper as his cock piston smoothly and
    quickly in and out of her cunt. Faster and
    faster he went, and now her cries and
    gasps were shrill and keen. His thighs
    slapped at her buttocks and his hips
    hammered back and forth and the great
    cock thundered and rammed hotly in and
    out of her cunt.
    He gripped her waist and jerked her body
    back down hard onto his cock, slamming
    his hips forward at the same time. Every
    thrust drew a broken gasp from the young
    Aunt and the muscles in his buttocks and
    thighs flexed powerfully as he moved,
    grinding and rocking in and out of her
    flesh. Her breasts jiggled under his thrusts.
    “Yeh … take it … take it you whore! Take my
    cock! Oh yes! Fuck yes! Take it, bitch! Take
    my prick … ahhhhhh yes … take it all … oh
    fuck yes!”
    “Fuck me!” she gasped. “Ohhh yes! Ohhh
    uhhh oh ma uhhh hanh uhhh ohhh yes!
    Ohhh god yes!”
    Suseela orgasm and her Kamesh flung his
    head back and groaned and skewered her
    deeply and slowly, his cock scrunching in,
    his hips twitching at her buttocks. He held
    fast, his cock throbbing and white-hot
    within her. Suseela’s buttocks squirmed
    and tensed and writhed in an attempt to
    hold him in her molten cunt-flesh. The
    orgasm waned and her torso sank, angling
    her back steeply and lifting her buttocks
    higher. Her Kamesh laughed and slid out of
    her.
    “Now,” he muttered. “Your lovely little ass,
    bitch!”
    “Yes,” she groaned. “Oh yes!” and reached
    back to splay her buttocks apart.
    Kamesh grinned at the sight of her
    temptingly taut anus.
    “Hold it open for me,” he commanded.
    Suseela nodded and obeyed, her shoulders
    on the ground, her face turned to one side,
    her arms twisted behind her to pull her
    buttocks open and offer him her anus.
    Kamesh moved back smoothly and, licking
    four fingers, moistened her anus.
    “There,” he muttered. “Now I’ll stuff your
    asshole with my prick, bitch.”
    Suseela’s hips squirmed in wanton desire
    against his hand. Kamesh sniggered and
    bent steeply forward and thrust his face
    between her buttocks. Suseela groaned
    softly as she felt his tongue ripple over her
    asshole. She loved being rimmed and he
    was very good. His tongue swirled over her
    anus, caressing the puckered flesh
    tenderly. Her buttocks and hips quivered
    and swayed with excitement. Her anus was
    musky and heady and Kamesh pressed his
    tongue into the cleft, making her moan in
    lust.
    “Yes … Ohhhhh god yes! Yes!” she gasped.
    His fingers pressed to her cunt and two
    slid into her flesh. Suseela groaned,
    trembling with lust, her body aflame with
    desire. His fingers teased her gorged
    clitoris, his knuckles pressing and mashing
    it deftly while his tongue swept in dizzying
    circles over her anus.
    “Please … Kamesh … please … fuck my ass
    … fuck it hard!” she gasped.
    Laughing, Kamesh rose again to straddle
    her hips. He adjusted himself slightly,
    easing the taut muscles in his legs. He
    leaned over her on outstretched arms, his
    feet on the ground, his knees deeply bent
    and dipped his hips. Suseela held her
    buttocks open with the fingers of one hand
    and holding his slippery penis in her other,
    guided him to her anus.
    “There,” she gasped, pressing his cock-
    head to her anus. “I want it there!”
    Again Kamesh’s buttocks flexed slowly and
    his hips dipped. His cock-head squeezed
    into the young Aunt’s asshole. Suseela’s
    face twisted in an erotic mixture of pain
    and shock and joy. Her mouth jerked open
    and she screamed thinly, her neck arching,
    her face pressed to the earth. Her hands
    remained behind her, one on his shaft, the
    other at her buttocks. Kamesh waited for a
    second, letting her catch her breath.
    “Come on, bitch,” he rasped softly. “Come
    on — take it!”
    Suseela moaned softly and released his
    penis and, gripping her buttocks, pulled
    them as far apart as she could. She yielded
    slowly, her sphincter spasm, and Kamesh
    gasped thickly and slowly thrust
    downward. Suseela’s breath came in short,
    sharp, ragged, moaning gasps as the huge
    penis burst into her rear channel, surging
    inexorably inwards. Her sphincter
    convulsed frantically on his penis, and
    Kamesh’s head arched back, suffused with
    pleasure. Under him, the young Aunt moan
    and writhed. Deeper and deeper his penis
    went, till he had buried himself to the hilt in
    her anus. Her hand was pinned between
    his thighs and her buttocks.
    “Come on,” she moaned in a shaking
    voice. “Fuck my ass, Kamesh! Fuck my
    ass hard! Oh ma oh ma oh ma oh ma oh
    uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh yes do it!”
    Kameshchortled softly. “Anything you say,
    whore! Anything you say!”
    They were like two inverted hairpins, one in
    the other. Suseela’s buttocks and thighs
    formed a great obtuse V under him. Her
    anus was completely and helplessly
    impaled on his swollen, massive shaft. She
    felt dizzy with the exquisite pain. Her pulse
    hammered, and her breath was ragged and
    her voice hoarse. Her breasts were hot and
    swollen. Kamesh reared, taking his weight
    on his feet and squeezed her pendulous
    breasts. Suseela groaned.
    He pinched her rigid nipples and she
    gasped thickly. The pain receded, yielding
    to delirious joy and desire.
    Crushing her breasts in his hands, Kamesh
    began to move his hips, slowly fucking the
    young Aunt’s ass. She gasped as he lifted
    his hips, drawing his cock out of her anus
    till only the cock-head was held within.
    Moaning, she dug her fingers into the cleft
    between her buttocks and pulled them
    wider still.
    “Come on,” she gasped. “Put it in again,
    quickly!”
    There was nothing fake about her lust. She
    wanted it, and she wanted it badly.
    Kamesh smiled and thrust smoothly into
    her anus again. Suseela gasped and now it
    was a call of pure pleasure.
    “Yes,” she moaned. “Oh god yes! Fuck me,
    Kamesh! Fuck my ass! Fuck it hard! Come
    on, Kamesh Chitu … fuck me like a whore!”
    Kamesh bent forward again, leaning on his
    thick forearms and, toying with her breasts,
    began to fuck her ass quickly. His buttocks
    flexed and un-flexed powerfully, his hips
    rose and fell and his cock glistened as it
    went in and out of her anus. Beneath him,
    Suseela moaned and gasped, her body
    rocking and jerking back and forth and now
    she wanted it, too, and her motions
    reflected her desire.
    Her face was twisted to one side and,
    crushing her swollen breasts in his hands,
    Kamesh kissed her fiercely, forcing his
    tongue into her mouth. She sucked on his
    tongue squirming her bottom against his
    hips, bucking her buttocks against his
    thighs in ardent desire. Her cries were lewd
    and obscene and, spurred by the erotic,
    throaty, love-calls, Kamesh began moving
    faster.

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