When she had undone the button just below her bra, she pulled the sides back and stopped. Her bra was lace, and he could see her large perfect nipples through the lace. He was entranced. Looking at those breasts, he could see the darker color at the tips. The dark pink nipples. That was where he wanted to be. He stared at the entire expanse of lace-covered flesh. Her bra cup was large enough to cover to just above the nipples.
The upper curves were exposed to his eyes in all their abundance. His mouth was open now, and his hands flexed convulsively. He wanted nothing more than to grab on to those tits. He had fairly large hands, but he would bet that it would take both hands to completely hold one of her boobs while he nursed on the tip.
He swallowed his saliva and exclaimed, "Oh God...Oh God." His cock stood at 90 degrees and it looked longer than her husband's.
They heard Raj's bike outside the house and acted quickly so that when Raj came in Shrish was reading the newspaper and Sheela was in the kitchen. Raj and Shrish chatted about the coming elections in India, and then Raj said he would leave early the next morning and return very late, because of his work commitments.
Next morning, Shrish woke up very early and as soon as he heard Raj leave the house he went to Sheela's house. Sheela was going to have a bath and she was wrapped in a small towel that covered neither the enormous boobs nor the smooth upper thighs. He brought a big bottle with him and Sheela frowned and said, "Shrish I don't like people who drink."
"Sheela, it is not liquor. It is only honey, dear."
"What for?"
"I want to taste you with honey, babe"
He undressed immediately and she was very much pleased by what she saw. His wide shoulders, slightly hairy chest, flat stomach, and above all his long raging cock, perhaps 8 inches, all made her passionate. He came to her and took the towel from her body and enjoyed seeing her inch by inch. "What a body!" he exclaimed in a whisper.
Her boobs looked firm, even without the support of the bra. And her nipples were even larger than he had expected, seeing them through their lacy cover yesterday. His mouth watered as he saw her shaved cunt, already oozing with love juice. He loved that reaction. He wanted to taste her inch by inch.
He poured the bottle of honey on the magnificent boobs. After covering the vast area of her boobs, the honey travelled all over her body, ending at her cunt and mixing with her dripping juices. He began to knead the one white globe closest to him; it was slippery with honey. He was fascinated by the softness and yet the firmness beneath it. He kissed every inch of that breast. He licked up and down it. The taste of her boob was exciting.
With his tongue he encircled the boob from the farthest point, where it attached to her chest, and slowly drew a spiral until his mouth was on the nipple. And that he took into his mouth and suckled on. He massaged that breast, pulling on it, while he took as much into his mouth as he could. He flicked the nipple with his tongue, batting it back and forth while his teeth held it steady. His senses were completely fixated on the tit before him. He moaned around it and realized that this is where he wanted to be forever . She couldn't believe this; he had spent at least fifteen minutes on one breast, until she couldn't take it anymore, and she switched him to the other. She felt immense pleasure as he took the other boob and gave it the same exciting treatment. It took a long time for him to finish his obsession with her tits that were now covered with his saliva and from which the honey was completely cleaned.
He thoroughly and neatly licked her and then leaned down towards her pussy and buried his face in her. He couldn't get over how hot she was. Hot and wet. His tongue slid deep inside her, and he felt the walls of her pussy try to clamp down on its slipperiness. His nose bumped against her clit, and he could hear her moaning. He moved in an in and out motion, and then sneakily took one of his hands off her lips and began to rub that magic button back and forth while he finger-fucked her. He could feel his cheeks getting wet with her, and he loved it. She tasted so wonderful with honey, he thought he could lick it the whole day, and smiled to himself when he realized that he could indeed do just that. He went on and on. He ate her out more and more. He did not stop. He did not pause. She had never been eaten out like that before. Oral sex, yes, but never ravaged like that.
When she couldn't bear any more, she pulled him up and clasped his lengthy pink rod. He felt her touch on his prick and looked down to see her white hands clumsily begin to roll the condom down over his cock. (He didn't know where she had kept the condom so far). He helped her, wanting to ensure that it was anchored properly, since he was damn sure he was going to fuck the hell out of her, and he didn't want to have to stop in the middle. Finally, it was in place, and he circled her hole with the tip of his cock. He could feel the heat emanating from inside her.
Her moans were matched by his at this point, as they both watched his cock against her cunt. And then, with one thrust, he slammed about six inches inside her. They both groaned loudly at the invasion. He couldn't believe how hot it was inside her, and how she seemed to grip him like a glove, even through the thin latex covering.
He watched her large firm breasts jiggle with each of his motions, and he wanted to see how much he could make them move. So, finally, in a game with himself, he suddenly rammed his entire cock all the way inside her tight channel. Both of their eyes closed and he just held it there, enjoying the moment. He pulled all of the way out, and then did it again. And again. And again. Picking up speed as her pelvis was tilting up to meet his every plunge. The sweat was dripping from his forehead as they continued their motions. They were both moaning loudly, and there were no words, as the sensations were overwhelming both of them.
