I drove my cock time and again into her begging pussy, and she responded with her passion filled squeals of joy. Malavika was enjoying the every moment of this terrific fuck session.
"Ahhh! Ahhh! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...! Ohhh...Yeah..." The room was filled with her amorous moans, squeaking of the wooden bed and the most beautiful music of a thick cock moving in and out of a wet dripping cunt.
I lifted my hips and jabbed it to her again. Again she squealed. She was now writhing her body...gyrating her hips with me in unison...meeting every single thrust of my rigid cock. That drove me wild and I increased my endeavor.
I would have loved to fuck her forever and my cunt-starved cock was not yet satisfied. It was still begging for more and more of that heavenly pussy. Though I was panting with effort, I didn't relent my effort and continued with my onslaught. Panting and growling with extreme desire, I thumped her pussy again and again with a wild frenzy. Malavika also reciprocated in the same way, each time clenching the muscles of her legs...gyrating her ass frenziedly, trying to grip my pistoning cock with her wet clasping pussy.
The pressure was now building in my balls and I could feel the churning. Yet I didn't relent. I knew I would be coming any time now but wanted her to cum with me.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!"
As if she read my mind, Malavika moaned loudly as my hard tool slammed into her next time, and she began to cum. Her whole body went rigid with extreme rapture; her fingers bore into the flesh of my back; she lifted her ass off the bed to meet my ripping cock. Her cunt throbbed uncontrollably around my hungry manhood.
"Ooooooo...maaaaaaaaaaaa..." She squealed. "Ohhh...its so goooooooooooood."
She squeezed her cunt muscles trying to clench my cock between her soft folds. Her eyes were closed and she was enjoying her orgasm. I knew that she wanted my hot semen inside her smoldering cunt.
"Ohhh...Rahul..." She pleaded with lust. "Give me your cum. Fill me with your juice. I...I...want to feel it inside me."
I too could see it coming. Therefore, I increased the pace, drilling her cunt with more vigor. She coughed and gasped for breath; and tore at my back with her nails, crying at each thrust of my massive fuck tool.
I plundered her pussy for the final time, howling loudly.
"Here it comes...take it all."
My massive cock erupted in a wild ferocity, inundating her scorching cunt with my love fluid. The hot thick jets of my cum spewed into her welcoming pussy, forcing her to clench her cunt muscles to retain every drop of my passion juice.
Gasping with fatigue, two sweat-slicked bodies finally came to rest. Malavika was still pinned and bent double under me, my wildly throbbing and erupting organ still sunk deep inside her tingling cunt... her fingers still boring onto my back but the grip was now loosening. I looked her beautiful face lovingly...traces of sweat rolling down from her face.
"Rahul...Oh...god...!" She was still gasping; she kissed me passionately. "I've never been fucked like that. Where did you learn all that?"
I kissed her back...withdrew my sagging cock from her dripping pussy and climbed off her.
"You didn't answer me. It wasn't your first time. Isn't it?"
I grinned at her...looking at her naked sweat drenched body. Her bosom was heaving up and down with every breath. The cunt hair was matted with my cum which was leaking out of her pussy.
"We can discuss that later. Now get dressed as Krithi would be arriving any time."
She didn't make any attempt to rose...and grinned back at me.
"Don't worry. She'll not come for at least one hour."
I was suddenly stunned.
"You told Krithi about it?"
"No I didn't." She smiled. "But I think she's smart enough."
I looked at her. I didn't know how to react to that. In my lust, I never realized that Krithi could know what I was doing with her friend. But it was my mistake. I should've called Malavika at some other convenient time.
Malavika got down from the bed, and began putting her clothes back.
"Don't look so shocked. Krithi has grown up and she knew about birds and bees. And remember she's my best friend."
I hurriedly put back my clothes. Malavika unlocked the door. We sat casually...chatting while waiting for Krithi to return.
Malavika was right. Krithi returned after more than thirty minutes.
Next two weeks were probably the best days of my life. Malavika visited me daily with Krithi. After the lunch Krithi would disappear for about an hour giving us ample opportunity to fuck our minds out.
I was worried on the first day as what Krithi would be thinking about me. But when she pretended to be ignorant of things happening between Malavika and me, I got bolder. Krithi and I developed a silent understanding, and she never talked about Malavika in my presence, even at the home.
One day, when Krithi brought lunch, she was alone. Malavika was not with her. Krithi informed that her husband had arrived last night and took Malavika with her. Suddenly, it was autumn again in my life…the same monotonous routine was back. Each day, Krithi would bring the lunch and take back the dishes when I ate it, leaving me alone with my magazines and my hand caressing my cock from one orgasm to another.