Wild Things - Part 1

Samir slid his hand under her flimsy, sheer top, fondling the firm breasts. Nipples taut, trying to break through the fabric. His lips followed suit, dragging her top off roughly. “Get up and take off all your clothes for me. I want to watch you strip,” he ordered roughly. 

Megha could see her own beautiful, lithe body in the mirror as she stripped off her shorts and red panties. Samir grabbed her tits and started sucking them wildly. He inserted his finger into her soft, pliable, wet and throbbing pussy, finger fucking her. Megha moaned in pleasure her eyes shut. He threw her on the bed, with legs hanging off the edge. Then picked up her legs, spread apart, resting lightly on his shoulders. Thrust into her softly first and then when her welcoming cunt had comfortably accepted his cock, he began to fuck her hard. Her boobs moved up and down, as her body arched up towards him with pleasure. Her orgasm came in wild screams of delirious pleasure. Her body shook as it took her over in waves.Megha opened her eyes. She looked at herself lying naked and spent in the large mirror opposite her bed. Her one finger was still on her clitoris, the other inserted into her cunt. She spread her legs wide apart and stared at her own red, throbbing, glistening pussy. “Shucks, I have that project to submit in college tomorrow!” She pulled on only her panties and t-shirt and walked to the balcony attached to her room. She was hoping Samir would appear in the balcony of the adjoining flat, as he often did to smoke. She could pretend, she was offended by him staring at her naked, long legs and thinly clothed boobs. She sat on the chair there and put her legs up on the balcony railings. She started fantasizing about him again, lying back, eyes shut. With his shirtless body and very short shorts, the outline of his big cock visible prominently through it.“Do you smoke?” Her eyes flew open in confusion. That was certainly a real voice, not from her dreams. Samir had appeared in his balcony and was extending his pack of cigarettes towards her with a smile. “No….yes….I’d love to,” Megha stammered. “You often stand there when I smoke. You seem to enjoy it. So, thought I should ask my new neighbour. I am Samrat, by the way. Friends call me Sam.” She pulled out a cigarette from his pack. “Megha,” she mumbled. He passed on his lighter to her. “Samrat?” she thought. “And I’d assumed Sam was short for Samir.” His wife usually yelled for him so loudly, she could hear it through the thin walls separating their apartment.“I have another chair in the room, if you would like to climb over?” Megha offered. Sam looked back anxiously over his shoulder towards his room. “Let me put a shirt on, at least,” he said. “Worried about what your wife might think?” she retorted. “That’s not my wife,” he grinned, his eyes twinkling. “Just give me a mo.” 

He was as good as his word. Was in and out of his room in a jiffy. Then over the railings of his balcony to cross over the shallow parapet to hers. 

“If that’s not your wife, who’s she? Girl friend?” Megha asked. “My cousin,” he said. “Since we both got jobs in the same city, we decided to share an apartment. She’s gone out with her guy now.” Megha threw expert smoke rings into his face. “You don’t think I climbed over just to be smoke ringed at, do you?” he said grinning again. “What then?” shot back Megha flirtatiously. She was now sitting with her leg slightly apart. The dampness on her panties was apparent. “He can probably smell my arousal,” she thought. “What then?” she asked him again in a suggestive whisper, leaning very slightly towards him. He touched the tips of her aroused tits one after the other. “This,” he said. “Isn’t that what you want? I have seen you staring at me.” 

Megha pushed her chair to the back of the balcony, where she wouldn’t be visible from the parking lot and pulled off her top in a swift move. “These?” she teased, thrusting her boobs out towards him. “Oh my God, they are even more beautiful than I’d imagined. Would jerk off to the thought of you naked under me, ever since I’d seen you first,” he said as he rose from his chair and leaned into her for a deep kiss, his hands grabbing both her boobs. He was kneading them expertly into greater levels of arousal, both moaning in the kiss. One hand left her boobs to explore her ass under her panties. Moving down the line of her asshole towards her cunt. She groaned in pleasure.He suddenly let go of her. “Get up and take off your panties. I want to watch you fully naked, standing before me,” he ordered roughly. Megha had a sense of déjà vu! Except this time there was no mirror, and this was no day dream. “You better come inside,” she said. Sam obediently followed her in. 

Megha put some music on and started gyrating slowly to its beats. Sam was running his hands and lips all over her smooth, supple body, holding her at her swaying waist. Both their skins gleamed golden in the dim light.

She pushed him hard on to the bed, without warning. He lost his balance and landing in a half lying down position. “Stay there,” she ordered, continuing to sway to the music sexily. She pulled off a red, sheer scarf off a chair back and wrapped it lightly across her torso. She now pulled her panty low enough for half her butt to be visible and started to twerk into his face, lightly grazing his lips. He shot out his tongue and licked the line of her ass. Then she moved away again and flash opened the scarf to reveal her naked, tight boobs to him before turning her back to him again. This time she pulled her panty completely off and she bent over a chair, moving her butt in circles to the beat.

“Condom, or bare back?” Sam asked. “In the drawer here next to me,” she directed. He bent down below her licking her pussy juices as she pulled a condom out of the drawer and placed in on the table next to her. Sam then climbed on the chair and started fucking her mouth. Megha gobbled greedily on it, pushing one finger up his asshole to massage his prostate. 

“You bitch,” he groaned with pleasure.She sucked his cock slobbering her spit on to it, them moved to licking his balls. Her fingers still massaging his asshole. He looked at her smooth butt, as she bent forward in front of him. “Such lovely butt cheeks,” he admired. 

He pulled the red scarf away, grabbing her boobs again. She sucked hard on his dick again with her hands moving up and down in smooth strokes. He started to spurt into her mouth. And she didn’t move away. She kept sucking even as his cum squirted down her throat. “Stop. Stop. Stop,” he pleaded. He climbed down from the chair and lay supine on the bed.“I thought, you’d said, no bare back,” he said. “Only when we fuck,” she said. “Ohh,” he said, sounding mildly surprised. She sat astride him and shoved her right nipple into his mouth. His cock started to stir again. It had just been a few minutes, since he'd poured his cum into her greedy mouth.

The doorbell rang…

(to be cont’d)

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