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Sundara - Part 2

Date: 12/10/2014, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: blin18, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

drove deeper and deeper inside. Belinda locked the door and turned off the fluorescent lights, but the spring sunshine outside the display window meant we weren’t in darkness and were hidden from the street by only one rack of shoes. Anyone taking a good look would see what was happening, but who looks past the window display into a closed store anyway? No-one… I hoped. Belinda was barely on her way back to us when I felt that familiar, irresistible pressure building inside me. I couldn’t believe it – I usually have to work so hard to come (well, Belinda does most of the heavy lifting) – but Rajit had barely got his tongue into me and I was about to explode. I’m so glad I’m not a boy; as a girl, it’s considered good form to come quickly provided you can back it up and come again when he does. “Oh fuck,” I cried through clenched teeth, twining my fingers into Rajit’s short hair and pushing him deeper, “I’m coming!” That was really dirty talk for me; I like taking and I like fucking, but I’m a one-at-a-time kind of girl; I don’t usually give much more than a ‘Please’ or a ‘Yes’ and Belinda is much the same, such is the life of sex in a dorm room with thin walls. Rajit seemed to like it though; he vocalised something into my pussy and redoubled his efforts, grinding his nose into my clitoris and straining deeper, flexing his tongue thick and thin as he licked and probed the walls ... of my love canal. I have no idea what he was saying, maybe it was nothing, but the feeling was electric; his voice vibrated his nose and lips and those vibrations passed straight into my clit and pussy lips. The mounting heat inside me suddenly went volcanic and I was coming; bucking against his face and crying out for him to scream, yell, … recite the fucking St Crispin’s Day speech from Henry V for all I cared, but just keep doing that to my pussy while I fucked his face and came in his mouth. After the first spasms had passed and I slipped into that long tingly descent from climax, I loosened my hold on his hair and let him get some oxygen, slowly grinding and pumping my hips against his lips and tongue, whispering ‘Oh God, thank you’ and other such, which is the usual limit of my sexy talk. I was ready to lie back for a well earned rest, but I knew Belinda would have other plans … and I suppose I owed Rajit a pretty vigorous cock sucking as well. Still kneeling over his face and catching my breath, I watched with curiosity as Belinda fished in her tote bag and pulled out what at first I thought was some kind of weird fusion cross between nunchucks and a boomerang. She had brought it out upside down and once I mentally reoriented it, I felt another delicious flood of adrenaline hit and send my heart racing; it was the strapless strap-on dildo that her mystery man made for me.