Thanks to Kenji Sato yet again for this edit
The next morning, Harshika woke up late, feeling surprisingly calm and collected. She wasn't sure when they returned to the hotel after they enjoyed a night of sex on the beach. She did her toilet, coiled her hair loosely in a bun at the nape of her neck, wrapped a terry cloth robe around her naked body, and went out onto the balcony. Anand was at the round, wrought-iron, glass-topped table, reading a newspaper, a tea service before him.
"Good morning,"darling he said brightly, lowering the paper. "Sleep well?"
"Tea, please." Harshika didn't bother with niceties.
"Certainly," he said. "I'll make a fresh pot. Please," he said softly, "put that down. You're blocking my view."
Very deliberately, Harshika folded the newspaper and tossed it on the table.
"Thanks, my love." He arched an eyebrow quizzically.
Her smile widened. Slowly, she pulled at the lapels of her robe. It parted above and below the belt, showing her naked cleavage, the swell of her breasts, her belly, the dark grotto between her thighs. Parting her legs, she slid one hand up her thigh and opened her cunt lips.
It was a spectacular day. Bright and cloudless, the air was sparkling clear. Far away, Harshika could see the golden sand on the beach, and the azure waves pounding it. The leaves of the swaying palm trees rustled softly. The balcony was high and quite private, designed for maximum privacy from the prying eyes of the other guests in the hotel.
Anand brought the hot tea and asked, "Tea, ma'am," like a waiter.
"Yes, please," Harshika said. "If you would."
"Certainly, madam. Sugar?"
"One please."
Anand bent over the low table, and prepared the tea. Harshika leaned forward. She looked lovely. Her hair, slightly loosened now, framed her pretty face in a wave. She tucked it behind her ear with one hand, the other on her lap discreetly pushing her lapels open again. Anand's eyes flicked towards her, and he saw the heavy swell of one breast, and the long nipple. He added sugar and began stirring slowly, looking at her sidelong. She smiled to herself. Anand handed Harshika the teacup. She set it down on the table, and looked up with a smile.
"Will there be anything else, madam?" he asked, with a faux submissive tone, imperceptibly moving closer.
Harshika clinked her teaspoon delicately against the lip of the cup, and set it on the saucer.
"Yes," she said softly. "Yes, there will."
She lifted her hands to coil her hair in a loose knot, and her breasts lifted under the robe, pushing the lapels apart, exposing her naked cleavage and most of her belly. Anand's eyes lingered on the dusky, firm, roundness of her flesh. Rising to her feet smoothly, she unbelted her robe, letting it hang open. Her naked crotch was exposed to his view. She stepped forward, and the landlord chuckled; his eyes glinting, and slid his hands under her robe.
Harshika smiled gently, as his hands slid up her naked body and cupped her breasts. They swelled and grew warm and heavy under his hard hands, her nipples stiffening. She tilted her face to his, her lips flowering under his, like a lover's. She kissed him lasciviously, slipping her tongue deep into his mouth. Anand drew her closer, his hands sliding from her breasts to her naked buttocks. Squirming erotically against the stranger, Harshika felt relieved. She could continue to have sex and enjoy herself. She abandoned herself to her naturally sharp lust. If this was how it was to be, well, then, she might even be happy.
In one smooth, seamless movement, Harshika shrugged the robe off her shoulders and slid to her knees before Anand. Using both hands, she deftly unbuttoned his trousers, and sliding down the zip of his fly, pulled off his trousers. They puddled at his feet. With a smile of genuine pleasure, Harshika took Anand's penis in one hand. It was a handsome organ.
She raked a finger delicately down the length of the dark shaft, and it trembled in her fist. The man waited, head bent, watching her with a wide smile. Harshika's lips parted sensuously, and she began to masturbate Anand deftly, pumping his penis with her hand. It quivered and began to swell rapidly, thickening and engorging in her fist, as she raised up to her lips. Harshika slipped the foreskin back over the bulging cock-head. The penis grew hotter and harder and it throbbed powerfully in her fingers. Her head moved closer and the man tensed. He could feel her warm breath on his penis.
Suddenly, her tongue snaked out and flickered like lightning over the bulging cock-head.
"Ohhh! Oh-uh-ohhh!!" the man gasped sharply, his belly sucking in. Her tongue darted around for a few seconds and then slowed to a wanton, coiling, licking motion. Her lips inched closer. The man groaned, and held her head with one hand, unbuttoning his shirt with the other.
"C'mon!" he gasped. "Suck it! Suck my cock! Come on! Do it!"
Harshika let go of the penis, held his thighs, and slipping her lips around the cock-head, began to suck his cock slowly. Anand groaned loudly, arching his handsome head. Harshika's luscious lips parted wide, and she took more of his penis in her mouth. Her head rocked steadily back and forth before him.
"Ohhhhhh yes! Yes!" Anand gasped.
The thick cock-head slipped in and out of her mouth, glistening with pre-cum gunk and her oral ministrations. She worked the cock-head cleverly with her tongue, pressing the sharp tip of it to his glans, then swirling it round the smooth, slippery surface of the cock-head. His penis was musky, and made her head swim with desire. Her excitement grew and she groaned in her throat, and ducking her head, licked his pendulous balls. She toyed with them sensuously, slipping them in and out between her lips, and the handsome landlord grunted, his hips writhing with excitement. Her face and hair felt softly erotic between his strong, dark thighs. He pulled off his shirt. His dark torso was smooth, hairless, hard and muscular.
Smiling to herself, Harshika sucked his cock again, her wanton greed evident. Her head rocked rapidly back and forth, and she held his thick penis in one fist as she sucked it. Anand groaned and fucked her face, pumping his hips gently back and forth, holding her head with one hand, and moving it to suit his pleasure. Her mouth was warm and moist; her tongue was electric, working his cock-head incessantly, lasciviously.
She took his cock deep in her mouth and held it there, sucking sharply, running her tongue over the cock-head, and Anand gasped, arching his head, flexing his buttocks, both hands keeping her head pinned to his crotch. Harshika released the penis slowly and straightened slightly to squeeze her breasts over the cock-head in a warm sheath. Anand chuckled, head bent, watching her.
"You're good, darling," he grunted. "Very good."
Harshika moved back to the cane chair, slouched with her ass just off the seat's edge, spreading her legs wide, and hooking her knees over the chair's arms. She parted her labia with the fingers of one hand, and squeezed her breasts wantonly with the other. With her dark, Kajal-rimmed eyes glittering with excitement, her luscious lips parted, her dark hair framing her pretty face; Harshika looked bewitching. The light glinted off the gold chain around her neck and the diamond rings on the fingers splaying her cunt lips open in lascivious invitation.
"Come on, darling," she said, in an erotically husky tone. "Lick my slit."
Anand chuckled, and, dropping to his knees between her forked legs, thrusted his face into her crotch. Harshika gasped, her back bowing, and clenched his thick hair. Her mouth flew open in a wide 'O', and her eyes fluttered ecstatically; her hips writhed under his face.
Anand's thick, heavy tongue rippled around the soft flesh within. He jabbed a finger into her cunt, and Harshika cried out, arching and writhing, her hips twitching erotically. Anand knuckled her swollen clitoris, twisting his finger this way and that inside her, as he flicked his tongue at her cunt.
Harshika's gasps were heavy with lust. Anand's tongue was thick and heavy and a bright, clean colour. Sexily tightening the tip into a sharp, speared point, he flicked it rapidly in the young woman's cunt-flesh.
"Yes! Ohhh yes! Yes! Ohhh god, yes!" she cried.
Panning up, he watched through the camera, as his bride squeezed her breasts in excitement with one hand, mauling the heavy mounds with her palm and fingers, tugging and pinching her nipples; the other gripped on Anand's head, pressing it to her cunt, moving it round and round between her thighs. He was a strong, adept lover. Harshika was going to have a wonderful time. Harshika arched with a loud gasp, and then began to moan and pant like a bitch in heat.
"Yes! Yes! Oh! Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh, Anand -- yes! Ohh god, yes!" she cried.
Anand grinned to himself, and nibbled on her clitoris. Harshika's hips jerked and lurched erotically under his face. She gripped his head tighter, and pinned it between her thighs. The man licked her cunt rapidly, jabbing his tongue in and out of her cunt. When he finally stopped tongue-fucking her, Harshika was panting and whimpering with abandon.
"Come on Anand," she gasped. "Fuck me! Fuck me quickly!"
