Lasmi Taen Bare

She couldn't do anything to change what was about to happen now, and she didn't want to. Her long light brown legs were pressed against his bare chest. Her ankles were resting on his shoulders, her glossy black high heels occasionally touching his ear. She felt his strong hands gripping her hips pulling her against him as his long, hard dick pumped into her again and again. Her head lolled to the side and she saw the crumpled mess of her long, shiny gold dress on the floor of the hotel room.

"Fuck your pussy is so wet and slick, my dick could live in you."

Her eyes fluttered at that thought, his hard dick inside her made her pussy walls quiver.

"Oh meri jaan you make me feel so good...keep fucking me...please..."

Her thick indian accent dripped from her lips. She was usually embarrassed by it, most people considered it undesirable, but he had immediately commented how sultry she sounded talking with him at the hotel bar. They were both staying for a week long conference and this was the semi formal social, hence her long, shiny gold dress and heels. Her long straight black hair and mocha skin were complimented by the shiny material and long dangly metal earrings. Unfortunately, she had gained a couple pounds since buying the dress and she barely had gotten it zipped thanks to her bubble butt.

"If I keep this up will you cum for me? Cum on my dick?"

She was already on the verge of it, it had been a long time since anyone had fucked her, let alone a first meeting. She felt his hands on her ass, moving her up slightly. She was feeling flush and felt her pussy throb, gripping his dick tightly. She locked her deep brown eyes on his face as her body began to tense. She felt so taken and so wanted. Her orgasm was building fast.

"Uhf, I'm going to....oh fuck don't stop....hhUUhhnnn..."

Her back arched slightly and she pressed the backs of her smooth thighs against his chest. She felt his dick fill her all the way, her ears heard the rhythmic slap slap slap as he fucked her sopping wet hole. She tried to bite her lip but her face went slack as the telltale 'O' formed across her face and she moaned in her deep voice, her body letting go as she came as hard as she ever had for his dick inside her. She knew her wet juices were oozing out around his dick making the sheets wet.

"That's a good girl, cum on my dick, yes keep enjoying it, you're so wet for it."

She didn't feel like a good girl, she felt like a slut, giving it up after a couple hours and here she was getting off with his bare dick inside her, and she loved it. A few long moans later and she caught her breath a little, just in time for him to move his hand to her drenched pussy lips and work two fingers against her clit. There was an almost electric shock that felt like a vibration from her toes to her head.

"UHHhhfff merijaan do you want me to go again for you!? hhUUhhnnn...."

It wouldn't matter if he wanted her to or not, the fingers rolling over her swollen clit and her sopping wet pussy around his dick would take her over the edge again in a moment either way. He was taking over her body piece by piece and she was enjoying it immensely. She tried to resist it, but she could not and once again her lips pursed into a slack 'O' as she moaned loudly with that entrancing dick bottomed out in her.

"uuHHhh hHHHUHHhhh yes fuck me...UUhhNNNn"

It seemed like a longer orgasm this time too now that she had gotten the shock of being fucked on not even a first date, just enjoying being taken and having every button pushed. Her legs strained against him as she was held in a sublime vulnerable position, open to him all the way. She normally was dripping wet during sex but this was even more, she was practically gushing for him and she didn't even know his last name, just that he worked in Accounting.

"You are such a good girl for me Laksmi, cumming all over my dick for me. I feel you throbbing every time, I have to concentrate not to release."

He was sliding in and out slowly now as her eyes fluttered to his voice. She still felt like a slut, twice getting off to that addicting dick inside her needy drenched pussy. She felt like telling him she was a slut for him, not his good girl. His dick slid all the way in with a sloosh sound as she dripped out around him. It filled her completely and her pussy clamped down it, trying to keep her filled.

"Huuff, you make me a slut for you, I need it already please..."

Her lips let out a rush of emotions, that she needed it, she wanted it, she was so wet for him still even after gushing twice. She was practically swimming in neediness to cum for him again. She felt ready to give just about anything to feel that wet explosion and moan for him. He pushed into her slowly again as deep as he could. Her back arched and she sighed longingly just accepting the pleasure inside her. She was becoming his with every orgasm and she needed another.

"uHHnn please make me yours again, I'm still wet for your dick..."

He slid his dick out of her with a squish sound, smiling down at her at she squirmed. The look of shock on her face excited him. He held her legs against his bare chest as her sex dripped for him, coating his dick as he held it against her opening, but refused to slide back in.

"You want me to make you mine? I will..."

She nodded furiously as her fingers ran over her naked body, finding her swollen nub drenched still and instinctively rubbing it to keep her excitement high. She was whimpering feeling his dick just held against her pussy lips, he loved seeing her so needy so fast. He pushed her legs off his chest and twisted her ankles to the side, rolling his brown skinned needy slut onto her side. She whimpered and whined again. He kept rolling her onto her stomach and she knew what to do. She got her long, smooth legs under her and in a moment she was positioned to be taken from behind, her pussy still dripping. He collected her glossy black hair and began pulling, arching her for him. He still held his dick just outside her dripping brown pussy lips, it was hard to not just plunge back into her. He moved his free hand up her side and grasped her breast, squeezing and feeling at will. She whimpered for him again, she was ready to give in.

"UUhhffF please take me, I'm ready...hhUUhhnn please..."

He slipped his dick back inside her, and the pleasure of her warm, wet pussy instantly clamping around him tight was a shock for both of them. She pushed her jiggly bubble butt against the penetration and couldn't help fucking him back as he pushed into her again and again. The slap slap slap sound filled both of their ears. He released her hair as his hands slid to grip her hips tightly. They were slippery with her gushes and sweat from two long orgasms. Even in her heels she was able to widen her stance for him, rotating her hips to push against his throbbing dick as it filled her perfectly. She knew she was gone for him, this was too good inside her, giving it up so fast, letting him make her gush, now taking her from behind there was no going back. She glanced across the small hotel room and saw herself in the mirror. She saw her own smile and her B cup tits moving in time with his dick bottoming out in her and she felt so sexy, like she should do this more. She saw her face in pleasure despite her immaculate makeup and nose piercing and the sweat on her brow. She noticed his eyes fixed on her big, jiggly ass.

"Do you like being inside me jaanmari? hhUhhnFF keep fucking me..."

She knew he did, she felt his Dick throbbing as his thrusts got shallower, unable to bring himself to pull out of her. She was still wet completely, her pussy tightening on his erection. Her last boyfriend complained that her pussy 'milked' his cock, that's why he came so fast, but this dick didn't come right away, it made her get off and wet again and again. Soon she'd be rewarded with another orgasm.

"Oh fuck, you're so good I can't stand it anymore, so wet and tight for my dick, I feel you squeezing me...cum on my dick again...I know you are close"

She pushed back against the addiction a couple more times and then she felt the orgasm building. THe rush and the warmth spread out as she quivered. Her eyes caught herself in the mirror again, the slack 'O' on her lips. Seeing herself let go pushed her over the edge and she squirted for him, moaning loudly and longingly.

"uUUUhhhh fuck yes UUhhHHHhhh yes I'm cumming for you HUhhHHhffff I'm yours..."

He couldn't hold out anymore and as her pussy convulsed on his dick he let go, pulsing spurt after spurt of sticky white boy sperm into her brown pussy. She was so wet it mixed immefiately with her juices and he hoped she wouldn't notice right away and try to pull back. He grunted as her pussy milked him, keeping his cum flowing longer than he could ever remember.

"Oh fuck I'm cumming too"

This seemed to have an immediate effect as she pushed that big juicy indian ass hard against him and held it, trapping his dick inside her deep as he finished dumping his load into her dark brown, wet oozing pussy. They stayed locked together as his sperm mixed and moved inside her pussy. They watched in the mirror, enjoying the moment of pure togetherness. Eventually he moved her forward on the bed and cuddled up behind her. She kept her bubble butt pressed against him as he wrapped his arms around her, their mixed juices putting her scent all over him. As they began to fall asleep together he kissed her neck and whispered in her ear.

"Laksmi I'm sorry I came in you but I had to take you...are you...you know, on...bc?"

She purred, still relishing the afterglow of being taken bare on a first meeting and her big orgasms. She loved he came in her and he didn't ask, she loved feeling like his brown slut for that amazing white dick. Her thick Indian accent dripped from her lips.

"Does it matter? Either way I am your brown slut now and I think we both love that."

He felt his dick getting hard again, because it didn't matter, she was right. She was his slut now and he was addicted to it.