Chapter 9
Formerly 28
Continuing the Long Day – Part 2
11:20 AM
Sharon, smiling blandly at him said, "I believe there's a motel three blocks over if you take the next right. Let's go there and finish this . . . conversation."
A few minutes later they were in the motel and Mundra was pulling Sharon's face to his. As their faces neared, he watched her as she shut her eyes and wet her lips in anticipation. As soon as they met, Mundra sent his long, flat tongue between her lips and into her warm mouth and started to mash it against hers.
Whimpering softly with giddy anticipation, Sharon teasingly worked the tip of her own tongue back against the invader. Mundra then wasted no time, cupping her firm left breast and then squeezing it firmly. Sharon continued to moan as Mundra's exploring palm moved over her chest to her flat stomach and then over the tight black miniskirt before snaking underneath it and ever-so-gently caressing her mound which he was delighted to find soaking wet.
Inspired by the dampness and heat emanating from her pussy, he moved her panties to one side and sank a finger deep into her sopping hole.
Sharon moaned louder and ground her pelvis against his hand.
They renewed their kiss and Sharon's nimble fingers began opening the buttons on his shirt and then ran her hand over his chest, finding it bereft of body hair. She teased a nipple and reveled in her power as it grew taut under her manipulations. Mundra was undoing her blouse, albeit at a slower pace that Sharon had performed on him.
In due course the white material fluttered to the thin, worn carpet and he saw her bare breasts for the first time. They were full and firm, not the detestable cones that marred so many woman; but full and firm and ripe and tanned. She had stubby nipples in the center of dense areoles. Her belly was firm and flat, and her buttocks slim, almost boyish, but firm and neatly curved, leading to shapely legs. Her arms and legs were slender and smooth, the fingers and toes square and strong. Her skin was smooth and fair and flawless, with the texture of cream, soft, silken, firm, with no trace of the fine downy hair that blemished so many women. For Sharon truly loved the feel of her own flesh, wanting it to be cool and smooth and alive to a lover's every touch.
He cupped one breast in each hand, kissing the nipples in turn. Sharon made no sounds as she was intent on unbuckling his trousers, striving to free his erection. But this time Mundra was the quicker of the two. He had her skirt up and her pantyhose down -- she wore no panties – and was kneeling just as his pants were dropping to the floor.
Sharon got a brief glimpse of his formidable erection before he blocked her view and tongued her shaven labia. He waited a second to enjoy the sounds of her gasping at the touch of his tongue on her vagina, but only heard a quiet moan. Essentially a patient man, Mundra contented himself with gripping the cheeks of her ass and bringing his face in tight against Sharon's cunt.
He sucked on her major labia until they flooded with blood and became swollen and opened her slit for him. He wondered if she had shaved herself, or had someone do it for her. If the later, would he be able to convince her to let him watch the next time she had it done? He had a momentary fantasy of enjoying two women simultaneously; and then raising one leg at a time shucked off his trousers. He wore bright red boxer shorts and chose to leave them on for the present.
Sharon moaned and emitted a long, soft sigh; and twisted away from the brown-skinned Indian.
"Let me taste that delicious looking prick of yours," she said in a velvet-tinged voice.
And she knelt down as he sat in the worn, armchair next to the motel's queen-sized bed. Taking his limber member between her lips, Sharon used her formidable fellating skills and brought serious pleasures to bear almost instantaneously. Mundra had to call on his own skills to prevent his ejaculating in her mouth.
"Hold it!" He said, and Sharon stopped, thinking that somehow she had inflicted pain when only pleasure was intended. She looked up at him, her eyes quizzical, as if asking what the problem was.
"Sorry he said. "I . . . didn't want to come so quickly and so . . ."
"I understand she murmured and took one of his testicles in her mouth and teased it while squeezing the base of his prick with her free hand.
Mundra felt his orgasm fading away and told her so.
"Then you'd better put that salami in me and fuck me good, because that's what I crave right now."
She received his initial thrust without a qualm, surprising him, for most women required some loosening up before he could plunge in and out without undue effort, but aside from noting that her breasts were heaving from an increase in her breathing rate, Sharon gave no indication of any kind of having trouble accepting his length and girth.
They fucked in silence for seven or eight minutes, except for the occasional grunt. Sweat covered their bodies, making it easier for their flesh to slide together. They were in the traditional missionary position and Mundra was getting tired of it. His leg muscles were not used to such exertions and so, with a loud grunt he rolled them over so that Sharon was now on top.
Sharon made a little clucking sound with her teeth and ground herself downward on his pole until her cunt was rubbing against his pubic hair.
They groaned in unison as she started to bounce up and down, being ever so careful so as not to dislodge his cock from her cunt.
Mundra was concentrating hard on holding off from coming. He had the distinct impression that she had already come, at least once and possibly more. Glancing upward he saw her breasts hanging above him and was unable to resist reaching for them, taking a nipple between the thumb and forefinger of each hand.
He squeezed.
She moaned.
He pulled, stretching them out – making her breasts cone-shaped. She closed her eyes and her face betrayed her pleasure as he twisted her nipples slightly.
She responded by clenching his cock with her cuntal muscles even as she started to come; rocking and rolling above him, teetering and almost but not quite falling off him, reaching out and clutching his shoulders to right herself; and all the while fucking furiously.
Mundra looked down at his groin to where they were joined and saw a frothy cream covering his shaft as she pounded up and down.
"Lean to me," he rasped, she slowed her frantic pace and complied, draping a breast just above his mouth. Mundra drew the hardened end into his mouth and suckled like a babe for a short time; and then bit playfully down on it causing Sharon to whimper and then spasm into yet another orgasm.
He felt himself growing ready and grabbed the cheeks of her ass as she was descending upon him and forced his full length into her as she was still in the throes of her climax.
Hit bit harder on her nipple.
"Oh yeah! She hollered. "You bastard . . . you've got me coming like there's no tomorrow!"
And Sharon renewed her efforts, putting even more intensity into them.
Mundra thought she'd become possessed as her breasts bounced and jounced up then down, and her fingernails drew blood from him as they raked over his shoulders and chest. He though she might have torn his nipple open, but quickly saw it was only a scratch, although a deep one.
He didn't have time for concern. He began to come, in a series of uncontrollable waves his orgasm dominated he being – locking out his other senses, and still Sharon rode over him, sweat soaring off to the farthest parts of the room; her hair flying this way and that as she rode him like a young cowboy on a bucking bronco; only she was responsible for all the bucking.
Suddenly she collapsed upon him. For a split second, Mundra thought she'd died, but his medical training quickly brought his eyes to bear on the heartbeat pulsing rapidly in her neck.
His organ finished he sought to repay her for her exceptional effort in holding him at bay for so long and he kissed her throat at the center of her throbbing heartbeat. Their bodies seemed glued together and he saw no need to separate, not yet anyway.
Finally she spoke. "Want to have another?" She smiled.
"Yes, but I can't. I've a patient waiting for me and I can't keep her waiting."
