Forest Pt 03

FOREST PART THREE

SweetNothingsAndBeyond

PRELUDE:

Part I:

Samar (18) was on his 'First Date' with Smita (40), his neighbour and a voluptuous beauty. A half day story of love and infatuation made their date memorable. Samar treated Smita like a Demy-Goddess.

Part II:

Story became thick in the second half of the day and was dragged down till midnight between the two love birds. The 'First Date' of Samar was finally culminated with Smita giving the teen-boy his first mind-boggling blow job.

Part III:

It was the payback time for Samar and it went much beyond than what Smita had imagined in the wildest of her wet dreams. For Samar it was his first ever experience whatever he did with her.

Enjoy reading...

SweetNothingsAndBeyond

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CHAPTER: FORTEEN:

THE DAY AFTER

Smita was still in her deep sleep and in her sweet dreams!

After all those more than fifteen hours of prolonged fun, and the half an hour of fun in the back seat of the Scorpio (Part: II), added with the topping of self-masturbation along with constant prompting by Samar, made her totally satiated.

Strange but true... She had totally forgotten her sex last night with her husband Amar! Before she had the body-shuttering orgasm with constant prompting by the teenage boy (Part: I)

Rather she vividly remembered her oral stimulation to Samar!

Even the self stimulation she did to herself with constant running commentary by Samar was an all new and innovative way for her to reach multiple orgasms in quick succession!

She was so much engrossed with her erotic thoughts of last night that she had deliberately stopped her smart phone alarm three times in the morning -- at 7.30 am, 8.30 am and 9.30 am.

The next one was supposed to buzz at 10.30 am.

She was smiling in her nostalgic dreams. Enjoying all the moments she had experienced and relished in abundance yesterday.

Samar treated her no short of a queen -- rightly calling her '

Queensie Aunt

' all along! What an amazing boy! What unforgettable moments he had given her to cherish for along time!

Unknown to her, she extended her left hand on to her warm crotch and pushed the eager fingers inside the hem of the black netted panties to crawling over the dense and dark pubic bush...

She played with her long and wavy pubic hair for some time -- playing and pulling all the way. Before finally moving further south to cover her palm on her long and plump outer labia! She slowly gripped it, mildly squeezed it, and playfully moved the tip of her middle finger along the furrow of her long and fleshy labial lips.

The pouty labia gradually became wet with her love secretion and she started aching her pleasantly plump body on the mauve coloured satin covers on the sprawling king-size bed.

Strange!

For the first time in many many years, Smita was about to experience her maiden orgasm of the day, without any actual penetration! Not even by a finger into her even by a single knuckle!

Strange but true.

She felt the slow built up. The gradual boiling of her own juices somewhere deep inside her excited body! Then the momentum! The ultimate out-burst! Waves after waves of thick and sticky love juices erupting from within and flowing out like melting lava tickling down through the deep and dark groove of her opulent buttocks finally dripping on to the designer mauve coloured satin bed cover and changing its colour to a much deeper tinge with the fresh wetness! Caused by the half-sleeping and half passed-out Diva!

"Aaahhhhhh..."

She moaned.

To make it unheard of, she promptly brought her own left hand over her mouth.

Then there was a shock of realisation in her half conscious mind!

Both her hands were on either side of her body!

Then how come she played with her own vagina!

And how she covered her mouth with her own hand?

Her eyes wide opened!

Seeing Samar's face hovering over her -- hardly a foot above, she screamed, "What the hell you're doing here?"

"Just brought you to a mind-boggling orgasm!" Replied Samar with a smile.

Smita lifted her head from the cushioned pillow and saw Samar's palm still inside her thin black coloured netted panties.

"Ohh shit!" Saying so she pulled out his palm from within her panties.

By that time Samar's middle finger was inside her vagina! Up to the third knuckle! The moment she pulled it out, it felt like she had uprooted a tree trunk from its deep roots! The feeling of detachment was much higher than she probably anticipated! There was a sudden emptiness inside of her!

"Aahhh!" She gasped.

"You're really funny 'Queensie Aunt'! Your body wanted it badly! And your mind has that typical medieval time mindset to say 'No'! Are you doing justice to yourself?" Samar asked with a under-tone of real and reality!

"Bullshit!" Saying so Smita got up and sat on the bed up right and asked, "What the hell you are doing in my bedroom?"

"Tried to wake you up." Said Samar as a matter of fact.

"Is this the way to wake up a nice and descent housewife?" She questioned.

"No certainly not..."

"Then?"

"Hang on; I've not completed my sentence..." Said Samar with a pause, "It's definitely not proper to wake up a descent housewife like that; but certainly not indecent to wake up a long time beloved for sure!" Samar concluded with a smirk.

"It's a waste of time to talk to you! You and your derived logics! Beyond my brain to digest!" Saying so she intended to step down from the master bed.

"When you know it is waste of time to argue with me, then why you still do so? Wasting your valuable time and energy, what for? We can utilise all those in much more better and innovative way!" Samar said grinned salaciously.

"Back to your dirty basics!" Said Smita, "You're totally a gone case!" Saying so she put her feet on the floor.

Samar held her hand by the wrist.

"Leave me..." She screamed but; in a low pitch.

"Why?"

"I need to go to the restroom?"

"Is it that urgent?"

"Oh yes, my bladder is full!"

"I'll release your wrist in one condition..."

"Any damn condition agreeable to me... I need to go... fast..."

Samar wanted that to be said by her! His lady love! He quickly swung around and lifted Smita's 175 pound pleasantly plump body effortlessly in his 6'1" tall and 200 pound gym fit muscular body and moved towards the restroom.

"What the hell you're doing?" She asked as she rounded her arms around his neck out of fear of falling down.

"Move with me." He said and carried her to the restroom and alight her right on to the granite platform of the long wash basin arena. He pulled down her skimpy panties down to her ankle, lifted her legs by holding on to the ankles. So, she fall backward leaned against the wall to wall huge mirror.

"At least ask me before doing something..." Smita said under utter desperation.

"In situation like this I don't ask. I simply tell!" Samar said in a voice of command.

"Oh shit! I need to pee..." Her holding capacity was eroding out.

"Spread your legs!" He ordered.

She complied, desperately asking, "What the F*** you're doing?"

"Samar put his middle finger deep into her wet and slopping vagina!

"Samar! Don't play around now! You'll repent! I'm on the brink of exploding..." Saying so she intended to pull out Samar's finger.

But he was way stronger than her... And too adamant to budge down!

The more she exerted pressure to pull his finger out... The more he inserted his long and strong finger... Deep inside her sloggy pussy... Adding to her woe was that he added a couple of more fingers into her boiling hole... And started fisting her hyper-sensitive cuntal muscles!

She gave the ultimatum, "I'm on the verge..." Saying so she gushed out!

The first one hit Samar's belly. She wanted to stop it desperately out of shame and shock... But failed pitiably to control the morning release...

The second one hit his face as he stooped down at the level of her raised hairy pussy!

She was surprised!

Before she could gush out the third eruption... Samar's eager mouth clamped on her hairy and floppy vagina!

That was sheer magic!

Then the unaccounted outflow of warm and pale yellow fluid from Smita's vagina into Samar's thirsty mouth... Flew like an over-flown brook owing to torrential rain... Samar eagerly lapped on to the fluid like love potion... It felt slightly salty and slightly tangy to Samar's taste bud... He drank it greedily... to heart content!

Smita was shocked!

Beyond belief!

Absolutely unthinkable!

How the hell on earth someone could drink her pee... She was breathing heavily... And whimpering wildly... As she continued to release... Beyond control... And he continued to lap... Virtually to the last drop! Then he licked her vagina inside out to make sure not even a droplet is left out! In the process he lap cleaned her outer and inner pussy totally!

He lifted his face reluctantly only when he realised that there is not a single drop left anywhere. The musky aroma her vagina was emitting was much more intoxicating than a twelve year old scotch! He deeply inhaled the exciting aroma before finally removing his face from her vagina!

He stood up and looked at her face and then into her eyes!

She was still dazed with the incidence and was wondering its outcome!

Saw his face and his mouth still wet with her fluid.

A couple of drops still about to drop down through his bifurcated chin. She looked at his face intently. Then she extended her hands towards him while still lying on the granite platform and said breathtakingly, "I need a big hug!"

Samar stooped forward.

She hugged him with all her love and power.

He gave in for a change!

Let her devour the deepest feeling!

She indeed needed it at that moment of time!

He knew it jolly well and played it pretty well!

To be submissive at some moment of time has its' own rewards!

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CHAPTER: FIFTEEN -- CAREFUL CALCULATIONS!

When Smita went to sleep yesterday night, she only had her bikini panty on, after all those rendezvous. That skimpy bikini was already being removed and thrown aside! Now she was lying there below Samar like a ragdoll to be implored and explored!

Samar was still in his gym tee and Bermuda bottom. He was in no hurry. For he knew he was pretty close to his expected results. It was a matter of time. But he wanted this to be humbly requested by her, not to be aggressively demanded by him. As he wanted their affair and relationship to blossom and continue forever. Not like a typical one night stand of wham-bang-fuck-out-nightmare!

"I want you to be inside me!" Smita said intermittently.

"I couldn't hear you. Would you be bit louder please..."

"I WANT YOU TO BE INSIDE ME!" Smita said loudly.

"That's better. But I've other plans!" Samar started calling the shots!

"Better than this?" Smita interrogated.

"Unless it's tested and verified by you, how can I say it?" Samar stated.

"How will it work?"

"Let's start with some food first. I'm starving."

"Ohh... So sorry... By the way, what's the time now?"

"Quarter to 11.00 AM. Uncle's gone to his office at Mayfair Square; and Ria to BJB College for some extra classes. Ria'd be back at 6.00 PM, and uncle'd be back at 7.00 PM. Mom might give you a call at 5.00 PM, which you're not supposed to lift. So, from now till 6.00 PM we have a good 7 hours exclusively to ourselves! If 7 minutes can create a miracle accordingly to 'Irwin Welles', then think of 7 hours! Can create real 'History'!"

Smita looked at him and smiled. He concluded, "I've told you everything. So no questions or any pretences. Breakfast I'll make and you dress-up to kill & thrill! Lunch we'll order through Zomato. Any clarification?"

"No Sir!" Smita said and saluted Samar in a dramatised way.

"Good Girl!" Saying so Samar patted Smita's cheek lovingly and buzzed into the kitchen while saying, "You have 15 minutes to complete your chore. Beyond that blame it on your 'Time Management'; then on my 'Aggressiveness'!"

"Yes Boss!" All that Samar could hear from his back. Samar's a fast cook. He does it quite often in his house for himself and for his dear Mom -- Sunita. Today being something special, he'd that extra energy to charm and prove Smita his add-on ability and capability.

He opened the refrigerator and took and quick inventory. Scrambled eggs, half-burnt toasts, orange marmalade, white butter, corn-flakes in warm milk garnished with finely grated fruits and delicately chopped dry-fruits, 100% natural sugar-free Litchi juices tastefully arranged in two separate trays with one foot stands like laptop bed-tables.

Happy with his endeavour, he had a satisfied smile on his sweaty teenage face. Not a bad job done three minutes under the stipulated 15 minutes schedule. He clicked a couple of photos for his collection and moved into the bedroom. One after another he kept both the trays on the bed and moved towards the restroom. It was closed, but not locked. He opened it and peeped in.

There Smita standing with a pair of tiny red netted thong panties and a matching bra, with a contrast broken-white transparent front open gown tied with a broad lace-like ribbon at the lower belly level around the belly-button. Showing the opulent exposed boobs alluringly through the deep 'V' of the butt-length gown.

She just had a quick bath. Her wet hair and moisturised skin were erotic evidences of that. She'd applied minimal make-up to her maximal-fair and beautiful face, which was acting like a catalyst to enhance her raw sensuality to umpteenth level! As she was drying her long and dense hair, she turned her face to him and murmured,

"Gentlemen knock before peeping in."

"Yes. Agreed. But; I'm not a gentleman!"

"Why?"

"I'm a 'MAN', who doesn't want to be 'GENTLE' for the next 7 hours. That's a STATEMENT I'm making!"

Smita blushed and said, "I always like it to be... RAW and ROUGH!"

"THEN UNFORTUNATELY... YOU ARE IN WRONG HANDS!" Said Samar with a smirk and then added, "YOU WILL BE SAVAGED TO BRUTAL SATISFACTION! UNTIL YOU BEG TO SAY 'STOP'! WHICHEVER WAY YOU WANT... YOU WILL BE SATISFIED AND SATIATED!" Samar pronounced.

"BY ANY CHANCE YOU INTEND TO SCARE ME?"

"NO. I WARN YOU WELL IN ADVANCE! AND SINCERELY APOLOGISE OF THE CONSEQUENCES OF YOUR WELL PLANNED BATHROOM PREPARATIONS!"

"WHY APOLOGISE?"

"FOR ALL THE HARD WORK YOU'D PUT IN... WON'T LAST LONG!"

"THANK YOU IN ADVANCE!"

"THANK YOU? WHAT FOR?"

"MY HARD WORK PREPARATIONS ARE MY AMMUNITIONS... FOR YOUR COUNTER ATTACKS! LET ME SEE... HOW WELL YOU ARE PREPARED TO HANDLE AND TACKLE?"

"DON'T UNDERESTIMATE THE STAMINA AND STIMULI OF A TEENAGER!" COUNTERED SAMAR THEN ADDED, "AND TRUST ME... I LOVE CHALLENGES!"

"AND I LOVE TO BE 'CHALLENGED'!"

"THEN WHAT THE HELL WE ARE WAITING FOR?"

"TO GRAB SOME GOOD FOOD FOR INSTANT ENERGY BEFORE POUNCING UPON!"

"MAKES PERFECT SENSE!"

"LET'S MOVE OVER TO THE BEDROOM!"

"THE WAR ARENA!"

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"Wow!" Exclaimed Smita, looking at the sumptuous breakfast on the bed.

"So, liked it?" Asked Samar.

"It looks so yummy! I can't believe it that you've prepared it that too just in 10-12 minutes!"

"DON'T FLATTER ME! IT MIGHT NOT TASTE AS GOOD AS IT LOOKS!" He said slowly.

"DON'T UNDER PLAY! THAT WHICH LOOKS GOOD... GOT TO TASTES GOOD TOO!"

"LIKE YOU!" SAMAR INTERJECTED.

SMITA LOOKED AT HIM... AND MADE A FACE... BEFORE SAYING, "I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT YOU DID TO ME TODAY MORNING! THAT WAS PROBABLY THE LIMIT OF YOUR MADNESS!"

"YOU'RE YET TO EXPERIENCE THE LIMIT OF MY MADNESS FOR YOU!" SAID SAMAR, "WHAT YOU SAW AND EXPERIENCED WAS JUST A TRAILER! THE FULL MOVIE IS YET TO BE RELEASED!"

"I REALLY ENVY YOUR WIFE!" SMITA WAS HONEST.

"MOTHERS DON'T ENVY THEIR DAUGHTERS!"

SMITA WAS AWE-STUCK!

HOW TRUE!

RIA IS HER ONLY DEAR DAUGHTER! WHO LOVES SAMAR LIKE MAD! SAMAR TOO RECIPROCATES IN A MUCH BETTER WAY!

AND SHE'S MAKING IT OUT WITH SAMAR!

NO HIDING!

SAMAR WILL BE HER ULTIMATE SON-IN-LAW!

AND SHE WOULD BE HIS MOTHER-INLAW!

'OH SHIT'!

SMITA WAS HORRIFIED! THAT'S SHEER INCEST!

HER HEAD STARTED TO SPIN!

"What happened?" Samar quizzed.

"Nothing." Smita apparently tried to be normal.

"Have you started thinking about the 'Dowry System'?" Samar teased.

"Honestly. I totally forgot about that! By the way, what you'd like to have as 'Dowry' when you intend to marry Ria?" Countered Smita.

Samar put his hand on her and squeezed it softly and said, "A few points to make: 1. I'm totally against 'Dowry', 2. My parents too, 3. My father never demanded a penny from his in-laws, 4. So, it's also applicable to me, 5. I'm the only son of my parents, 6. Ria too is the only daughter of yours', 7. All my properties are yours', 8. All your properties are mine, 9. Where does the question of 'Dowry' arises in between?"

All the points said by Samar, made Smita captivating. She looked at Samar and was still wondering -- this guy is a true enigma! An onion! Keep on peeling! The only difference is -- onion gives one tears, whereas Samar gives her treat to the heart!

Samar looked at her deeply into her oceanic eyes and said, "Well, in case you insist and persist to give 'Dowry', how can I refuse that!"

"What would you like to have in 'Dowry' in that case?" Smita implored.

"Well, you and uncle possess that. But not sure whether you are ready to give it away!?" Samar said bluntly.

"Name it, you'll have it! It's a promise!"

"No going back?"

"Not at all. A promise is a promise!"

"Once committed, no way backing out?"

"Absolutely. No way."

"In that case -- 'I'd like to have you as my 'Dowry' -- Queensie Aunt! Hope you'll keep your promise and won't disappoint me?!"

"Samar! How can you've me?"

"If I can have you today? Then why not tomorrow and day after? And why not post marriage?"

"Why don't you understand..."

"I do understand. You don't. How many boys would be there in the world; who would be doing 'MULTI-TASKING'? The role of -- A Son, a Son-in-Law, A Business Partner and A Lover Boy!"

"Enough is enough! Can we put your pedantic talks into the cold storage and start doing some constructive work?" Smita said as she relaxed on to the soft cushion of the bed!

"BED me now!" She ordered.

"I wanted to FLOOR you!" Samar shot back.

SHE GLARED AT HIM AND SAID WITH A SMIRK, "PROVE IT THAT... YOU'RE BETTER THAN AMAR!"

"WHEN I'VE BOTH YOUR NAMES IN MY SINGLE NAME -- 'S' FROM 'SMITE' AND THEN 'AMAR' YOUR HUSBAND'S NAME TO COMPLETE MY NAME -- 'SAMAR'! -- WHICH LITERALLY MEANS -- 'WAR'! I'VE ALREADY HALF OWN THE BATTLE! FOR THE REST HALF... HERE I GO!" Saying so Samar dove on to Smita!

She got a jolt! "Ouch!" Then relaxed a bit to say, "Calm down Lover Boy! No need to be hurry! I'm not running away! Take your time and enjoy!"

"I want your pussy now," He said.

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CHAPTER: SIXTEEN -- THE FIRST EXPERIENCE FOR SAMAR!

Smita just nodded with a smile, staring at her hands running along his glistening cock. Never taking her eyes off his monster, she knelt before him and kissed the crown now having an intoxicating aroma of its own. She lied back on the huge king-size bed and spread her legs. Subsequently looked up at him in anticipation. Her face was having an admixture of fear and trepidation.

Samar knelt between her legs and looked at her thigh joint with excitement. He adjusted a couple of cushioned pillows under her head to prop it up, so that she could watch him as he would penetrate her hairy pussy in a slow and steady way!

He pried her legs open even further exposing more of her delicate pink tissues amidst the dense jungle to his exciting view. Samar slowly worked his way further closer to her, so that his cock was slowly approaching the entrance to her delicate vagina, thus increasing her anxiety as well as anticipation.