This chapter concludes the events in Chapter 1. If you wish for the story to be continued, please leave your thoughts in the comments.
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I felt Arjan's hot breath against my wet and engorged lips. My legs wrapped tighter around his head pulling him into me. My body was on fire in anticipation of what was to come.
He sucked on my pussy lips as I purred in response. I ran my hands through his hair as I felt him begin to use his fingers to spread my lips. I then felt his tongue circle around my sensitive clit and I felt a release of endorphins I only ever dreamed of.
"Oh Arjan. What are you doing to me?" I moaned out loud.
Any response from Arjan would have been muffled by my pussy and thighs tightly wrapped around his head. Arjan continued to circle his tongue around my clit and each rotation was completed by a hard suck on my clit.
He was a master at work and was strumming me like a sitar. My back was arched and my head thrown back. I had my eyes closed as I pulled on his hair.
Arjan inserted a finger inside of me while he continued the pressure on my clit.
There was a slow and tender tempo to his finger fucking as he focused on sucking my clit.
I began to buck against his face as I felt my arousal building to a breaking point.
"Make this slut cum. Please Arjan make this slut cum for you," I begged as a need deep within me began to build.
All of a sudden I felt him insert two further fingers inside of me and the finger fucking took on a rapid tempo.
"Oh Arjan. Yes. Oh, I am cumming! This slut is cumming!" I screamed out loudly as my body thrashed and contorted as a powerful orgasm tore through my body.
I collapsed back on the bed as my body went limp. Arjan finally came up for bed and it had not occurred to me that I could have killed this old man but he seemed to have a different type of energy when it came to sex.
He came up for air and his face was covered with a deluge of fluids. He wiped it with his hand before sucking my fluids off a finger.
"You taste wonderful, my slut," he tells me before moving his juice covered hand to his cock and coating it with my juices. I can see his cock glisten with my juices and I feel my body burn with a need for that cock deep inside of me.
"Arjan, I need something now," I say, unsure of how to ask him to fuck me. To bury his cock deep inside of me. To cream my insides. I know my body craves his cum deep inside of me. It is the only thing that can quench my thirst.
"I know what my slut needs. But a slut should not be in this position." Arjan says before he aggressively flips me over to my stomach.
I feel him man handle me as he spreads my legs and gets between them.
"A slut like you Lakshmi, needs my hard cock in your wet inviting cunt and the only way to give it to you is to treat you like the bitch in heat you are." His tone had changed to a more controlling and demanding tone. He was an old man but he was displaying a strength and stamina I had never expected but I so desperately needed. He positioned me in the doggy position like I was rag doll.
I should have been afraid by this sudden change in him but in reality I had never been so turned on in my life.
I felt him rub his hard cock up and down my slit and I moaned in anticipation.
"Oh Arjan. Stop teasing me. Please just do what a man must do." I begged in desperation, my need for that cock inside me was at desperate levels.
He slaps his hard cock against my slit and elicits a moan from me. The squelching sound of his cock against my wet pussy fills the room.
"What must a man do to a slut?" Arjan asked calmly as he reveled in my desperation.
"Please Arjan. I am begging you. Just give it to me like a man gives his slut." I begged him without shame.
I had my head down resting on my folded hands as I began to rock back trying to get his cock inside of me.
Arjan had a firm hold of my hips and gently allowed the tip of his cock to enter my wet sopping pussy.
