1. Lunch Surprise in New Delhi


    Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com

    arrive at the thin fabric of her panties, and I laugh out loud. Dia hates me for laughing, and she bucks hard, taking her chance to escape. She barely shifts me an inch, and my hand stays right where I left it. " You're soaking wet," I said, and she was. Her face burns with shame, and a stream of tears snake down the side of her nose. " It doesn't matter. I don't want you..." " You don't?" I ask again. I rub her pussy, gentle as a kitten, from the crest of her clit to the seam of her ass, in a sweeping oval, again and again. Dia begins to burn, and ache, as she struggles, she feels the lips of her pussy slipping against each other. Dia is so wet... maybe as wet as she has ever been, and she aches for relief. " You want it," I said. " No..." " Ask me for it." " Please don't..." My hand slips to where her thigh joins her pussy, at the little lace border of her panties, I hook a gentle finger underneath the cotton crotch, completely soaked. I throw an arm under her as easily as if she were a bag of groceries, and she can't move a muscle. Dia can only lie and shiver as I touch her... letting my fingers explore her panties...She feels my fingertip approach her clit, and she longs for it. It seems like only a few strokes will bring her to climax, if I would just touch her, just touch it...My hand disappears, and her heart sank with disappointment. Disappointed? The shame of wanting me made her wetter, hotter, and she eases her legs together just to contain it. I shift upward and ...
    she hear that zipping sound. Despite her desire, her belly aches with fear. Dia isn't ready...she can't handle it...The thick and slippery tip of my cock sprang against the fabric of her panties. Through the crotch it strains her slit, begging for entry. Dia squirms against it, but it only bunches her panties to the side. My cock is now touching skin, though still barred by her panties... the tiniest thread... " Don't do it... you don't have to..." Dia pleads. " I do... I have to..." My hand underneath her shifting her up again, and suddenly it is down the front of her panties. I tease the short fur of her pussy, inching down. Dia bore down on my hand, trying to pin it, but it is too strong, and moving... moving steadily down...My fingers landing on her clit, so slick she hardly feels them at first. I rock my hand against her, working off the wetness, until the slow ache of pleasure begins to build. Dia struggles against my cock again, wildly, unsure if she is trying to get me away or inside her. Either way will be a relief... either way will be a way out of this awful agonizing limbo...I shift again, and suddenly my cock is at the slit of her pussy, panties pulled aside and so wet as to be no resistances anyway. Did I know? Can I feel it? Did I know just one thrust will have me inside her? It is now or never. Dia grabs the edge of the mattress pulling with all her strength, kicking up both legs, throwing me to the side. For a heartbeat she is free... for a heartbeat she had a ...
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