Sexy Shweta Fucked By Her Hunky Boyfriend - I

we met on Facebook. Those days I was in Columbia University, New York, for my student exchange program for my final year M.Arch. Basically from Mumbai, I had 6 months left and I was terribly homesick. I had lot of friends and had enjoyed the first 6 months to the fullest, but now I wanted to go home.
I was going through a friend's profile, where I saw his comment on a pic posted by my friend that had me in it. I pinged him and we started talking. Over the next 2 days we spoke a lot about each other and started enjoying each others company online, obviously staying up late, due to the time difference.
Slowly the chats started to get a bit too personal and once he shared a topless pic of his. He was a body builder and looked damn hot in the pic. I told him so. Next he said he wanted to connect with me on skype. I called him and saw that he was in the shower in a pair of tight and short boxers. He looked sizzling and I started getting hot looking at him like that.
I felt like biting his neck and his taut nipples. I had prior experiances with a guy before and was no novice to sex.I wanted this man badly, the moment I first saw him in shower. As he was wiping himself, he expressed the desire to see me in bath too. And I was more than willing to show a bit of myself to him as well!
Describing myself, I am average looking, average height and average facial features. My figure is 34-24-38. So the highlight of my body is my ass. Round and protruding. Growing up, I was embarassed by it, but when the time came, I earned my a lot of ogling stares from guys all around me!
I got into my bikini and got into the shower and called him on skype. The bikini bottom was the tying style (Like a G-string), and the top was of the halter type - tying at the back of the neck and back. It was damn sexy and looking at me, he had started hyperventilating! I was enjoying his gaze on me as I was soaping myself - feeling myself up with each stroke.
I rubbed by neck seductively, pressing my boobs, sliding my hands inside the bikini top and rubbing my boobs, squeezing them and crushing them, pulling my hard nipples. My face was showing my condition 'down under' and it was getting too much for him to handle too. He had started shagging and moaning loudly. I was able to hear him over the shower.
"Oh yes, Shweta..Oh yes...do it more. Baby I want you..I want you to be my bitch..ahh..I want to be inside you...Ohh yeah baby...oh I want you..." Just then, I turned and he just went full throttle seeing my bare back and my ass. The tiny bikini bottom hardly covered my ass.
I started teasing him by sliding the bottom down ever so slightly. Then I acted like I was about to untie it and all this was making him go wild. "Oh show me the ass baby! I will lick it and bite it and suck it. Aahhh.....I want to lick your pussy...Shwetaaaa...I want you..I want to mate you.
Ohhhh....you are mine baby..I am going to pounce on you and be inside you. I want to tear your pussy and drink up all the juices..."and he went on and on and on, moaning and grunting and screaming all the while.
All the dirty talking and the moans drove me crazy and I just disconnected the call. I took my vibrator and masturbated and had a couple of shuddering orgasms. It was quite late at night but I had to talk to him. I pinged him on fb again. He said I was amazing and just wanted to fuck me - He said he wouldnt be able to wait all those months for me to return to India.
After this experiance, he would become very desperate. After a while, I slept off. We didnt repeat the shower scene, but used to sex-chat a lot.Almost every night I would masturbate either talking to him or dreaming about him. I knew we would meet as soon as I returned to India and the sex would be so steamy that it would run a steam engine for a few hundred kilometers, if not more!
In anticipation, I even got my pubic hair removed through the laser treatment. it cost me a bomb, but I had a part time job, which I hadnt told my parents about. So I used up almost the entire earnings of 8 months (I was working before I met him) for that purpose.
Even after all these months of sexting, I hadnt seen his dick, nor had he seen my pussy. We were saving the best for the D-day. He had just told me that his tool was 9 inches when fully erect. Ummmmm...my mouth and my vagina both watered when he told me that. Even my vibrator was just 7 inches and had faithfully given me a lot of pleasure.
I knew, when we met, he would claim me like a caveman and mate with me like an animal. Night after night, I would see pure carnal desire in his eyes and his face while he shagged away like nobody's business. He would describe in detail about when we would finally meet, how he would fuck me, and in what positions.
He seemed to remember my body quite vividly from the shower scene, and he shared his fantacies of tormenting me by biting the mole on my right breast this way and sucking the birth mark on my lower back that way. One day, I had an orgasm just by hearing his voice, seeing his mad eyes and listening to his fantacies.
He was touching 40 but had a body and sexual need of a 30 yrs old man. I wanted to see how much sexual energy he had in him. He was a divorcee for the past 8 years and although he had had a few casual flings, he said his sexual needs were far from getting satisfied. I wanted to fuck this animal sitting in front of me, although being thousands of kilometers away from me.
Just a week before I left to India, I got a tatoo done just above my left ass cheek saying "All Yours". I didnt show that to him, neither did I tell him. I wanted to see his face when he saw it on me.
Soon the day came to leave for my motherland. The past few months had increased my anxiety to reach home and I was relieved that the wait was soon gonna be over. I was going to Mumbai and after a week, on the pretext of a friend's wedding, I would go to Delhi to be with him for 3 days and 3 nights of marathon sexathon!
The week in Mumbai just flew off and I didnt get much time to chat with him. We just watsapped each other a few times and just before boarding the flight to Delhi I called him. His voice was shivering in anticipation of what would ensue in just a couple of hours...
He had taken up a hotel room and and forwarded me the details. He had also arranged for a cab to pick me up at the airport and drop me at the said hotel. There were butterflies in my stomach all through the flight and by the time of landing, my legs were abandoning me and I was in a good mind to return to Mumbai, and probably even to New York! I was so nervous.
But there was an invisible magnet between us, so strong, that whatever I did, I wouldnt be able to go back now. I saw the driver with my name card. I waved at him and took a deep breath and walked briskly towards him. He smiled at me, and I wondered if he was used to doing this service for this particular client of his.
I chided myself at this though, saying this is none of your business, Shweta and allowed him to take my suitcase from me. On my man's insistance, I was wearing a short skirt, showing ample of my legs and a spagetti top. Beneath that, I was wearing the same bikini top and bottom. I had changed into this attire soon after landing at the Delhi airport.
The one and a half hour drive to the hotel seemed never ending. We reached and I took the suitcase and tipped the driver. I went straight to the elevator and pressed '4'. My heart was pounding against my chest and was sure my heartbeat would have been audible to the others, had they been present. I walked to room 410 and knocked.
I could hear footsteps and my heart started racing to a mile a minute. I saw the knob turning and I just wanted to turn around and run, but my feet betrayed me and they just wouldnt move. Suddenly he was standing in front of me. For what seemed like eternity, we stood staring at each other. I became aware of my heavy and short breathing and suddenly, he pulled me inside.
He closed the door and whispered "Shwetaaaahhhhh". And I said "Mohitttttt....". His mouth came crashing down on mine. I shut my mouth tight..and with his mouth still on mine, he pressed my cheeks hard with his right hand. The sheer force made my lips open and from then on began his carnage of me.
He started kissing me hard. I dropped the suitcase on the floor and reciprocated with equal voracity.My palms went into his hair and I pushed his head further towards me. This made him more hungry for me and started sucking my lips and tongue really hard. His hands were all over me. He started feeling my thighs, my back, my breasts and then he came to my neck.
With a jerk, he pulled the string of my halter bra and that very instant my breasts sprung loose inside my top. I moaned loudly inside his mouth. He dislodged his mouth just for an instant to look at me and started again. Then slowly he started sliding his right hand beneath my skirt. I was becoming hot and slowly started burning inside.
With his lips still on mine and his tongue still exploring the insides of my mouth, he moved his thumb on my pussy over the bikini. "Ohhh...." I moaned. He again looked up and saw me looking like a slut with my mouth open and eyes closed. An expression of raw desire written all over my face.
"Oh...you like it huh?" He said and again ran his thumb over my pussy above the fabric of the bikini. he started playing with the string of the bikini bottom and acted as though he was about to pull it open. Oh how I wanted him to! But he didnt. He left it and slid his hands inside my top onto my back. He slid my spagettis down my shoulders and started caressing my neck.
He was still kissin me. Our smooching went on for about 20 mins while he kept exploring my body as though he hadnt felt a woman's body before. He again slid his hands under my skirt and started feeling my upper thighs. He was totally avoiding my ass area, the thing that attracted him the most.
He again felt my vagina over the cloth and teased me like before by acting to pull open my bikini. I pulled away my mouth and pleaded "Please remove it and feel me, Mohit. I am waiting for you." He laughed. "Not so soon, honey". Immediately I started to pull open the strings and he immediately held both my hands with sheer masculinity.
He took my hands, raised them above my head, pushed me to the wall and pinned me to it. He looked at me and said "I am your caveman, remember? I am going to mate you today." I was already on the verge of my first orgasm and when I heard that statement, I shuddered and started rocking. He realised what was happening and immediately bit me hard on my neck.
He pulled my hair and made me arch my back and started biting and sucking my nipples over my top. His saliva made a wet
patch on the fabric on both sides. It felt cold on my hot body. I was still shuddering. My orgasm was continuing. With his hands now holding my hands above my head, pinning me to the wall again, he bent down and pulled up my top with his teeth to expose my stomach and navel. He started biting me there.
When he licked and bit my navel, I shuddered and rocked uncontrollably and my back arched. A few seconds later, my orgasm ended and I just wanted to fall on him. But he wouldnt let me rest. He used his strength to keep me pinned to the wall. "Mohit, let me..." He didnt let me finish. With his hands still on mine above my head, he brought his lips on mine and crushed my mouth beneath his.
He pressed his crotch to my vagina and I could feel his erection under all those clothes. It was pure heaven! His kissing was now hurting my lips. I was sure my lower lip was bleeding...but he just kept licking and biting and sucking. There was no softness about the smooches. It was all rough and animalistic. He was an animal during the act of mating. He was brutal and I loved it.
If his mouth was not on my mouth, it was on some part of my body biting or sucking...but tormenting me. Suddenly he looked at me and freed my hands. "Shweta I am going to loose all control of myself now. You have driven me to this point. I am going to tear you apart and fuck you like a posessed male. Dont tell me I didnt warn you before."
I shuddered at the thought that there was still more craziness left in him! With that he pulled my top over me and threw it on the floor. My bikini top was anyway free from the neck and was only tied on my back. He untied that as well. Before he could hold my hands tight again, I started pulling his t-shirt over his head. He helped me and we were both standing topless in front of each other.
I was speechless looking at this thing in front of me. He had a tout, well muscled chest and the nipples had gone hard. His abs didnt have 6 packs but definately had at least 2 packs and were flat at the navel area. He was wearing a low rise jeans which hung loosely at his hips. I tried to unbutton his jeans and he immediately held my hands. "Not so soon, bitch!"
He again pinned me to the wall with my hands raised above my head and started eating my breasts (literally!) Crushing, sucking, nibbling and biting my breasts alternatively. I was screaming in sweet agony that this animal was inflicting upon me. I had never experianced even a fraction of anything that was happening that day.
"Oh Shweta...you are amazing. Hmmm...I want to eat you and savour you till my last breath. Umm...this milky white body...ummm...these moulds of flesh....ummmmmm,..." His seductive voice laden with animal passion and unbridled desire was enough to drive me crazy.
He unzipped my skirt and it fell around my legs. He was gazing in my eyes. without breaking the gaze, he bent down and lifed me and carried me in his arms to the other end of the suite to a full length mirror, and carefully placed me down, me facing the mirror. I saw myself and immediately felt so shy that I closed my eyes.I was in my tiny bikini bottom and stringy heels.
I definately looked like a slut. "Mohit, give me my clothes. I cant see myself like this", I cried, with my eyes still closed shut. "Oh dont be prude, Shweta. Look at you, how hot you look!" With that he pulled open my bottom. And there I was, standing in just my heels. "Oh my God!!! Fuck, Shweta...I cant take my eyes off you!" "Oh Mohitttt..."
He started kissing me all over my body, starting with my mouth and face. I opened my eyes and saw myself beyond him. My neck, breasts and stomach were black and blue at multiple places, where this man had released his animal on me. Even now he kept biting me all over my frontal.
He kissed me on my lower stomach, inner thighs, dangerously close to my pussy, but didnt touch me there. He was making me go wild. Alternatively I kept opening and closing my eyes, bending forward, backward, but he wouldnt let me rest my body and let me sit. I wanted him to be on top of me..feeling the whole of him on the whole of me, but he wouldnt give that to me.
He just kept feeling my legs with his hands, lips and tongue. Finally he reached the strings of my heels and pulled them open one by one with his teeth. He kissed me so passionately on both my ankles. I went mad with ecstacy. I never knew that my humble ankles would give me so much pleasure.
All of a sudden, he kneeled and before I could anticipate, he licked me over my pussy. His tongue felt very rough on my tender pussy skin. I moaned out loud and he suddenly inserted his middle finger into my mouth. I started sucking and biting his finger as if it was his dick.
I started doing it so hungrily that he could no longer control himself and he immediately unzipped his jeans and pulled it down along with his boxers. I saw him but my mind didnt register his body at that moment. I simply bent down and took his monster in my hand. It was throbbing and fully erect. And surely was it a monster! 9 inches long and had the thickness to match.
I was sure he was going to tear my tiny hole, but I so wanted him inside me. But he had other plans. He again lifted roughly and carried me to the bed and threw me on the huge spring mattress where I bounced and fell on my stomach. There, my ass and my back was in plain view for him. "Shwetaaaahhh...when did you get this?"
He grunted, looking at my tattoo...I was not in a condition to speak...I just moaned as he rand his thumb over the tatoo and on my soft fleshy butt. Soon, he started kneading my ass. He bent and started licking and biting and sucking and kissing my back and ass. I tried to turn around. But he was very strong. He held my hands over my head and continued.
Alternating between soft, hard, rough and tender. He sucked the skin over the tatoo again and again. All of a sudden, he left me and was gone for a few minutes and returned. I kept lying like that. Suddenly, out of no where, I felt something very cold on my back. It was ice! He sild an ice cube over my back and immediately, moved his hot mouth where the ice cube had left its trail.
I was taken aback with the sheer pleasure of that act. The sensations that the cold and hot combination produced was mind blowing. And there, I had my second orgasm. I kept shivering long after it was over. I was feeling cold and hot at the same time. I asked him to turn off the AC and give me the blanket. I was shivering so badly.
He just turn me around and came on top of me and hugged me tight. He did that till I came back to normal. He looked at my face and smiled. He was still fully erect. I was amazed that even after 2 hours of action, he was still erect. He said he had shagged just before I came. He had done so that he could keep himself up for a long session.
I was so happy for that, that I kissed him long and deep. And suddenly, I started feeling something strange. I just felt like fucking the day lights out of him now. And he was ready for that. I mustered all my strength and toppled him and now came on top of him.