A JJ submission
Hello readers, your JJ has come back with a very small submission as usual a lesbian love. This has a relation to the recent submission with regard to the very same ladies hostel which houses around 100 + inmates varying from students to the retired people. The main character below is Narmadha 35 years old never believed in marriage and one who has got hurt very badly and feels the male community in full is a disgusting lot. For a female who is fairly young and blessed with a lovely flesh chocolate colour smooth and silky skin stood at 5.9 inches with a marvelous pair of breast which was neither sagging nor stiff. All the best of cuts & curves which would invite a Roman Catholic priest to make love in public.
Narmadha started to hate men after she broke off with Pradeep recently she had given herself to him as how a traditional Indian girl will do to a newly married husband, when it became clear that Pradeep was avoiding Narmadha she was forced to attempt suicide and this angel was saved because of her friend. Who later introduced Narmadha to the pleasures of lesbian sex; once she started to taste the forbidden fruit the carving for cocks died a slow death and never will it arise from the death. More and more of lesbian sex only went on to reaffirm the exit of monsters called cocks. Some of the lesbians are blessed wherein their partners remain to be in touch even after getting married. But there a few who get separated even in the young stage the description below is how Narmadha suffers when her room mate leaves to her native place after completion of higher education. This leaves the other person high and dry since over to another lesbian takes time and one is expected to undergo the pain and trauma of separation. We shall now go straight down to her room where Narmadha unable to forget her fuck buddy with only escapism to her loneliness is relishing the ever green memory.
Even though I've never had you in recent past, I still miss your body. Even though you've never been next to me, beside me in bed, I've fantasized about it so often that it seems like you should be. I think about you all the time – the way you'd feel, the way you'd smell, how I'd touch and taste you if you were here. How much I want to please you. How much I need to please you, my darling. I know you've never been with another woman before. I know you've never been with anyone at all – you're so very innocent with your smiles and your unanswered lust. But I know I could please you, if you'd just give me the opportunity. So that's what I've been doing this evening. Fantasizing about you. Dreaming about making your first time this evening so very special. In my mind, you're lying in bed next to me, and you're smiling, and I want you. You're so soft, so soft in my mind that I have to reach for you. I've always dreamed about pulling you close to me, your head resting beneath my chin. I wish I could wrap my arms around you, one hand in your hair, the other moving up and down your belly in circles. You're so soft beneath my fingertips and I want more. I want all of you, as a matter of fact. I wish I could roll you onto your back, tug your shirt over your head, and taste your skin. Your skin, lingers in my mind, it is so creamy and smooth under my mouth, so perfect and unblemished. I want to blemish it. My lips run over your skin so gently, but now and then, I have to take a tiny bite. I hear you cry out in surprise, in pleasure, and then I bury my face in your neck. I suck and bite, leaving angry brown bruises in my path. I like it. I like it a lot, and I think you do too. Love bites. I want more.I trail kisses down your neck, going left, and I kiss ever so slowly around your left breast. I deliberately avoiding the nipple, running my tongue around and around in circles, before so carefully flicking my tongue over it. You moan, and you squirm, and I have to keep that feeling going. So I go to your right breast. I run my fingertips so slowly around your breast, trailing kisses down the side, before taking your nipple roughly in my mouth. I can feel you digging your nails in my back. Somehow, I hope you draw blood. I move down your belly, my hands leading the way. Your bellybutton is of great interest to me, and I run my tongue around it, then into it. I slide my hands beneath you, cupping your ass, squeezing it. "Get on your knees," I whisper to you, and you always do. Your ass is up in the air, your face buried in my pillow and you always love it when I run my tongue into your crevice. I lean over, tonguing your ass, and I can hear your muffled cries through the pillow. I love the way you taste, my darling. I pull you over, returning you to your back. My hands are on your thighs, pulling them closer to me, spreading them apart, and then my mouth is on you. It's on you and I move my hand lower and I'm inside you... and oh God, can anything else be so divine as the way you taste feel & sound when I'm fucking you? Your pussy tight around my fingers, and I'm the only one who has ever felt you this way. You're so tight, so warm, so fucking hot wet & sweet. My tongue runs over your clit quickly, as if I'd die without making you come. My other hand moves down to finger your tight ass, and you positively scream as I penetrate you. I love being so deeply inside you, fucking you every way I can, my mouth devouring you.And so you come for me. You always, always come for me. You cry out, shuddering, and collapse back on the bed. I can feel your ass contracting around me, your pussy releasing my fingers after it has spent itself. Your wetness, as always, is overwhelming. My darling girl... I take you in my arms, letting you rest. Your sweat-drenched shoulder bang black hang in your face, and I reach up to pull them back. I kiss your mouth, to share the taste of you, beautiful girl. And then we both collapse in sleep, exhaustion overcoming us at least until next time. I miss your body so... even when it's only in my head. Will you be mine ASAP. . . . . .
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Yours Lovingly
JJ
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Lesbian performance
A JJ submission
Dear readers, this is your one and only JJ back with a steamy lesbian experience its been quiet some time now that we have gone into the Malathi’s lesbian adventure living sex bomb & reader of English department at the University in the small sleepy town of Chidambaram some 200 kms of Chennai in Tamil Nadu. Below is the lesbian scene in which English reader is caught by her husband Devadoss who works for a nationalized bank as a Branch Manager at Chidambaram who got a chance to peep into the hot episode, while she and her friend are involved in the divine pleasure seeking act on the bed.
We call her Gayathri. In fact, everyone calls her Gayu; it's easier than pronouncing her full name. She is a friend my wife met over the internet years ago also later found she lived a few blocks away from us in the University campus. The first time we met in person was a dinner hosted by the University for a centenary celebrations with all the staff families, but since then she and my wife have close friends and have been spending hours together chatting late into the night several times. Knowing well about my wife’s desires on lesbian sex it is an unwritten statement that she was my wife’s newest partner. By which I have the privilege of seeing them together, I make full use of it in my fantasies the next free moment I get. Both women are equally built typically South Indian women with beautiful long black hair; my wife's is a little more than a shoulder bang and Gayu's is black nearly touching her arse. Gayathri's skin is smooth and dark while my wife's is light. In my imagination that makes an incredibly beautiful contrast when they touch. And in my mind they touch each other quite often.I was always sure that one day, if their friendship continued, they would explore each other's bi-sexual curiosities there’s no way Malathi will leave her alone without enjoying her cunt. I never thought for a minute that I would actually be there to see it happen. It was a warm Sunday afternoon in the month of November when Gayathri and her daughters came over to play along with our children. Gayathri's husband works in the University along side Malathi and weekends are always busy for him since he has tied up to take classes for the distance education wing of the University. Our daughter loves when her friends come to our house to play, and with my wife she enjoys the time to relax with her friend while I watch the kids. That's how it all happened; I was out at the playground jus across our quarters with the girls while Gayathri and my wife sat talking in the house. The kids were old enough to not have to be watched every moment, so my attention shifted to the ladies inside.I could see them through the window, but not all that well through the glare. My wife was sitting in the middle of the sofa as Gayathri sat next to her with her legs tucked under her sari. I had glanced a few times before it happened; as I strained to see through the glare, I realized my wife was casual about the loose end of the sari which almost fell from its place. My mind raced. My wife was stripping for her friend. It looked very deliberate act why? What had been said? Who had started it? Why was I stuck out here? Just as my imagination started to race it was brought to a dead stop. Gayathri reached over and felt my wife's breast and here I was getting excited by a tender moment between friends. I would have felt ashamed if I hadn't thought my hastiness was so funny.I turned back, with a smile on my face this was always in the back of my mind & I know Malathi byheart, to watch our daughters run around and busy playing. All in all, this was a nice moment. I was feeling quite happy with life in general; wonderful wife, beautiful daughter, good friends. At least a minute passed before I looked back into the house. I was confused to see Gayathri's hand still resting on my wife's breast. It had lingered longer than I would have expected. These two beautiful women had my attention again. There it was. I don't think I noticed it the first time. The contrast between their skin tones. They were simply sitting there, face to face, talking while Gayathri's hand rested on my wife's soft skin. I knew they were discussing something non-sexual like breathing techniques or contractions, but my imagination began to get the better of me:"It is amazing isn't it?" Gayathri asks my wife."Yes it is.""Does it feel nice?" Gayathri asks as her hand slowly begins to caress my wife's assets.Closing her eyes as Gayathri's hand lowers my wife whispers, "Yes."When she opens her eyes again, Gayathri is staring into them, only inches away. "How nice?"My wife can only sigh."How nice does it feel?" Gayathri asks again as her fingers lower and begin to play with my wife's semi hard nipple.The sighs become soft moans as my wife closes her eyes again. Gayathri seizes the moment to do what I am sure she has fantasized of doing for a very long time. As her fingertips find the erect nipples of my wife, she leans in the extra few inches for a first kiss. What breathe my wife had left escapes into Gayathri's waiting mouth. Their lips part with a familiarity that is borne of months of mutual fantasizing. The day was over with only this sensual act.
I knew what was exactly in between these two ladies, my wife is a smart bitch that night while we were making love she told me the plan for the next day night wherein both of them wanted to have a few rounds of whisky before plunging into lesbian sex. I took the opportunity to tell my wife, if she wants me to sleep in the guest room with my daughter the next night that I would like to watch these two beautiful women have sex. The next word my wife spoke was the approval of the same but wanted me to watch them discreetly with being known to Gayathri.
The day and time flew by and it was not until 2300 hrs the beautiful celestial event took place where I hide myself in the dark and watched them perform. They just got naked removing their nightie by which I understood their long association. In a sitting position on the bed Gayathri begins to slide her fingers up and down my wife's ever-more-sensitive pussy as their tongues explore each other. My wife's hand wraps around Gayathri's head and grabs a hold of her black, silky hair. Their kisses grow more rhythmic as Gayathri begins to slide her insatiable fingers inside my wife's pussy. Feeling the warmth deep inside, Gayathri begins to moan into my wife's mouth.With her free hand, my wife finds Gayathri's bare leg and slides it up her thigh. When she realizes how wet Gayathri has become, their kiss is broken. Trying to catch their breath, they look at each other for what seems like forever. A light smile crosses my wife's glowing face and Gayathri returns the encouragement. Sliding down to the floor, my wife finds G's hungry pussy and fills it with two fingers as quickly as she can. This time, it is G's turn to close her eyes and moan. My wife smiles and stretches up to taste Gayathri's lips again. As their kisses are renewed, their fingers pick up pace in what seems like a race to satisfy. Both are rocking their hips slightly and when Gayathri's thumb presses down on my wife's clit, it becomes too much for her to withstand. My wife explodes in orgasm as Gayathri pumps her fingers in and out of my wife's convulsing, wet hot pussy. As my wife nearly screams into Gayathri's mouth, she grabs hold of her hair even harder. Gayathri wraps her hand around my wife's head and holds on to her.As my wife's orgasm subsides, she lets one hand drop from Gayathri's hair as the other slides out from between Gayathri's legs. She takes a deep breath before realizing that Gayathri has not let go of her. Gayathri has grabbed a hold of my wife's hip and is still holding her head close. My wife returns this hug from her new lover and they share a last, sweet kiss before parting to fall back onto the bed only to drift into a blissful sleep. The moon light thru the window gave me a wonderful picture by which I had involuntarily whacked off and spilled my loads across the floor in front of me. By this incident I came to know voyeur of the lesbian act that too discreetly will turn me on to this level of unknowingly spilling my cum with a massive orgasm.
Malathi’s lesbian adventure keeps continuing for ever and ever. . . . . . . Comments please to seekcompany@gmail.com
Yours Lovingly
JJ
Watching the lesbians perform
A JJ submission
Dear readers, this is your one and only JJ back with a steamy lesbian experience its been quiet some time now that we have gone into the Malathi’s lesbian adventure living sex bomb & reader of English department at the University in the small sleepy town of Chidambaram some 200 kms of Chennai in Tamil Nadu. Below is the lesbian scene in which English reader is caught by her husband Devadoss who works for a nationalized bank as a Branch Manager at Chidambaram who got a chance to peep into the hot episode, while she and her friend are involved in the divine pleasure seeking act on the bed.
We call her Gayathri. In fact, everyone calls her Gayu; it's easier than pronouncing her full name. She is a friend my wife met over the internet years ago also later found she lived a few blocks away from us in the University campus. The first time we met in person was a dinner hosted by the University for a centenary celebrations with all the staff families, but since then she and my wife have close friends and have been spending hours together chatting late into the night several times. Knowing well about my wife’s desires on lesbian sex it is an unwritten statement that she was my wife’s newest partner. By which I have the privilege of seeing them together, I make full use of it in my fantasies the next free moment I get. Both women are equally built typically South Indian women with beautiful long black hair; my wife's is a little more than a shoulder bang and Gayu's is black nearly touching her arse. Gayathri's skin is smooth and dark while my wife's is light. In my imagination that makes an incredibly beautiful contrast when they touch. And in my mind they touch each other quite often.I was always sure that one day, if their friendship continued, they would explore each other's bi-sexual curiosities there’s no way Malathi will leave her alone without enjoying her cunt. I never thought for a minute that I would actually be there to see it happen. It was a warm Sunday afternoon in the month of November when Gayathri and her daughters came over to play along with our children. Gayathri's husband works in the University along side Malathi and weekends are always busy for him since he has tied up to take classes for the distance education wing of the University. Our daughter loves when her friends come to our house to play, and with my wife she enjoys the time to relax with her friend while I watch the kids. That's how it all happened; I was out at the playground jus across our quarters with the girls while Gayathri and my wife sat talking in the house. The kids were old enough to not have to be watched every moment, so my attention shifted to the ladies inside.I could see them through the window, but not all that well through the glare. My wife was sitting in the middle of the sofa as Gayathri sat next to her with her legs tucked under her sari. I had glanced a few times before it happened; as I strained to see through the glare, I realized my wife was casual about the loose end of the sari which almost fell from its place. My mind raced. My wife was stripping for her friend. It looked very deliberate act why? What had been said? Who had started it? Why was I stuck out here? Just as my imagination started to race it was brought to a dead stop. Gayathri reached over and felt my wife's breast and here I was getting excited by a tender moment between friends. I would have felt ashamed if I hadn't thought my hastiness was so funny.I turned back, with a smile on my face this was always in the back of my mind & I know Malathi byheart, to watch our daughters run around and busy playing. All in all, this was a nice moment. I was feeling quite happy with life in general; wonderful wife, beautiful daughter, good friends. At least a minute passed before I looked back into the house.
I was confused to see Gayathri's hand still resting on my wife's breast. It had lingered longer than I would have expected. These two beautiful women had my attention again. There it was. I don't think I noticed it the first time. The contrast between their skin tones. They were simply sitting there, face to face, talking while Gayathri's hand rested on my wife's soft skin. I knew they were discussing something non-sexual like breathing techniques or contractions, but my imagination began to get the better of me:"It is amazing isn't it?" Gayathri asks my wife."Yes it is.""Does it feel nice?" Gayathri asks as her hand slowly begins to caress my wife's assets.Closing her eyes as Gayathri's hand lowers my wife whispers, "Yes."When she opens her eyes again, Gayathri is staring into them, only inches away. "How nice?"My wife can only sigh."How nice does it feel?" Gayathri asks again as her fingers lower and begin to play with my wife's semi hard nipple.The sighs become soft moans as my wife closes her eyes again. Gayathri seizes the moment to do what I am sure she has fantasized of doing for a very long time. As her fingertips find the erect nipples of my wife, she leans in the extra few inches for a first kiss. What breathe my wife had left escapes into Gayathri's waiting mouth. Their lips part with a familiarity that is borne of months of mutual fantasizing. The day was over with only this sensual act.
I knew what was exactly in between these two ladies, my wife is a smart bitch that night while we were making love she told me the plan for the next day night wherein both of them wanted to have a few rounds of whisky before plunging into lesbian sex. I took the opportunity to tell my wife, if she wants me to sleep in the guest room with my daughter the next night that I would like to watch these two beautiful women have sex. The next word my wife spoke was the approval of the same but wanted me to watch them discreetly with being known to Gayathri.
The day and time flew by and it was not until 2300 hrs the beautiful celestial event took place where I hide myself in the dark and watched them perform. They just got naked removing their nightie by which I understood their long association. In a sitting position on the bed Gayathri begins to slide her fingers up and down my wife's ever-more-sensitive pussy as their tongues explore each other. My wife's hand wraps around Gayathri's head and grabs a hold of her black, silky hair.
Their kisses grow more rhythmic as Gayathri begins to slide her insatiable fingers inside my wife's pussy. Feeling the warmth deep inside, Gayathri begins to moan into my wife's mouth.With her free hand, my wife finds Gayathri's bare leg and slides it up her thigh. When she realizes how wet Gayathri has become, their kiss is broken. Trying to catch their breath, they look at each other for what seems like forever. A light smile crosses my wife's glowing face and Gayathri returns the encouragement. Sliding down to the floor, my wife finds G's hungry pussy and fills it with two fingers as quickly as she can. This time, it is G's turn to close her eyes and moan. My wife smiles and stretches up to taste Gayathri's lips again. As their kisses are renewed, their fingers pick up pace in what seems like a race to satisfy. Both are rocking their hips slightly and when Gayathri's thumb presses down on my wife's clit, it becomes too much for her to withstand. My wife explodes in orgasm as Gayathri pumps her fingers in and out of my wife's convulsing, wet hot pussy. As my wife nearly screams into Gayathri's mouth, she grabs hold of her hair even harder. Gayathri wraps her hand around my wife's head and holds on to her.As my wife's orgasm subsides, she lets one hand drop from Gayathri's hair as the other slides out from between Gayathri's legs. She takes a deep breath before realizing that Gayathri has not let go of her. Gayathri has grabbed a hold of my wife's hip and is still holding her head close. My wife returns this hug from her new lover and they share a last, sweet kiss before parting to fall back onto the bed only to drift into a blissful sleep. The moon light thru the window gave me a wonderful picture by which I had involuntarily whacked off and spilled my loads across the floor in front of me. By this incident I came to know voyeur of the lesbian act that too discreetly will turn me on to this level of unknowingly spilling my cum with a massive orgasm.
Malathi’s lesbian adventure keeps continuing for ever and ever. . . . . . . Comments please to seekcompany@gmail.com Come to me: http://www.ongoingprofit.com/idevaffiliate/idevaffiliate.php?id=2095
Yours Lovingly
JJ
Dear readers, this is your one and only JJ back with a steamy lesbian experience its been quiet some time now that we have gone into the Malathi’s lesbian adventure living sex bomb & reader of English department at the University in the small sleepy town of Chidambaram some 200 kms of Chennai in Tamil Nadu. Below is the lesbian scene in which English reader is caught by her husband Devadoss who works for a nationalized bank as a Branch Manager at Chidambaram who got a chance to peep into the hot episode, while she and her friend are involved in the divine pleasure seeking act on the bed.
We call her Gayathri. In fact, everyone calls her Gayu; it's easier than pronouncing her full name. She is a friend my wife met over the internet years ago also later found she lived a few blocks away from us in the University campus. The first time we met in person was a dinner hosted by the University for a centenary celebrations with all the staff families, but since then she and my wife have close friends and have been spending hours together chatting late into the night several times. Knowing well about my wife’s desires on lesbian sex it is an unwritten statement that she was my wife’s newest partner. By which I have the privilege of seeing them together, I make full use of it in my fantasies the next free moment I get. Both women are equally built typically South Indian women with beautiful long black hair; my wife's is a little more than a shoulder bang and Gayu's is black nearly touching her arse. Gayathri's skin is smooth and dark while my wife's is light. In my imagination that makes an incredibly beautiful contrast when they touch. And in my mind they touch each other quite often.I was always sure that one day, if their friendship continued, they would explore each other's bi-sexual curiosities there’s no way Malathi will leave her alone without enjoying her cunt. I never thought for a minute that I would actually be there to see it happen. It was a warm Sunday afternoon in the month of November when Gayathri and her daughters came over to play along with our children. Gayathri's husband works in the University along side Malathi and weekends are always busy for him since he has tied up to take classes for the distance education wing of the University. Our daughter loves when her friends come to our house to play, and with my wife she enjoys the time to relax with her friend while I watch the kids. That's how it all happened; I was out at the playground jus across our quarters with the girls while Gayathri and my wife sat talking in the house. The kids were old enough to not have to be watched every moment, so my attention shifted to the ladies inside.I could see them through the window, but not all that well through the glare. My wife was sitting in the middle of the sofa as Gayathri sat next to her with her legs tucked under her sari. I had glanced a few times before it happened; as I strained to see through the glare, I realized my wife was casual about the loose end of the sari which almost fell from its place. My mind raced. My wife was stripping for her friend. It looked very deliberate act why? What had been said? Who had started it? Why was I stuck out here? Just as my imagination started to race it was brought to a dead stop. Gayathri reached over and felt my wife's breast and here I was getting excited by a tender moment between friends. I would have felt ashamed if I hadn't thought my hastiness was so funny.I turned back, with a smile on my face this was always in the back of my mind & I know Malathi byheart, to watch our daughters run around and busy playing. All in all, this was a nice moment. I was feeling quite happy with life in general; wonderful wife, beautiful daughter, good friends. At least a minute passed before I looked back into the house.
I was confused to see Gayathri's hand still resting on my wife's breast. It had lingered longer than I would have expected. These two beautiful women had my attention again. There it was. I don't think I noticed it the first time. The contrast between their skin tones. They were simply sitting there, face to face, talking while Gayathri's hand rested on my wife's soft skin. I knew they were discussing something non-sexual like breathing techniques or contractions, but my imagination began to get the better of me:"It is amazing isn't it?" Gayathri asks my wife."Yes it is.""Does it feel nice?" Gayathri asks as her hand slowly begins to caress my wife's assets.Closing her eyes as Gayathri's hand lowers my wife whispers, "Yes."When she opens her eyes again, Gayathri is staring into them, only inches away. "How nice?"My wife can only sigh."How nice does it feel?" Gayathri asks again as her fingers lower and begin to play with my wife's semi hard nipple.The sighs become soft moans as my wife closes her eyes again. Gayathri seizes the moment to do what I am sure she has fantasized of doing for a very long time. As her fingertips find the erect nipples of my wife, she leans in the extra few inches for a first kiss. What breathe my wife had left escapes into Gayathri's waiting mouth. Their lips part with a familiarity that is borne of months of mutual fantasizing. The day was over with only this sensual act.
I knew what was exactly in between these two ladies, my wife is a smart bitch that night while we were making love she told me the plan for the next day night wherein both of them wanted to have a few rounds of whisky before plunging into lesbian sex. I took the opportunity to tell my wife, if she wants me to sleep in the guest room with my daughter the next night that I would like to watch these two beautiful women have sex. The next word my wife spoke was the approval of the same but wanted me to watch them discreetly with being known to Gayathri.
The day and time flew by and it was not until 2300 hrs the beautiful celestial event took place where I hide myself in the dark and watched them perform. They just got naked removing their nightie by which I understood their long association. In a sitting position on the bed Gayathri begins to slide her fingers up and down my wife's ever-more-sensitive pussy as their tongues explore each other. My wife's hand wraps around Gayathri's head and grabs a hold of her black, silky hair.
Their kisses grow more rhythmic as Gayathri begins to slide her insatiable fingers inside my wife's pussy. Feeling the warmth deep inside, Gayathri begins to moan into my wife's mouth.With her free hand, my wife finds Gayathri's bare leg and slides it up her thigh. When she realizes how wet Gayathri has become, their kiss is broken. Trying to catch their breath, they look at each other for what seems like forever. A light smile crosses my wife's glowing face and Gayathri returns the encouragement. Sliding down to the floor, my wife finds G's hungry pussy and fills it with two fingers as quickly as she can. This time, it is G's turn to close her eyes and moan. My wife smiles and stretches up to taste Gayathri's lips again. As their kisses are renewed, their fingers pick up pace in what seems like a race to satisfy. Both are rocking their hips slightly and when Gayathri's thumb presses down on my wife's clit, it becomes too much for her to withstand. My wife explodes in orgasm as Gayathri pumps her fingers in and out of my wife's convulsing, wet hot pussy. As my wife nearly screams into Gayathri's mouth, she grabs hold of her hair even harder. Gayathri wraps her hand around my wife's head and holds on to her.As my wife's orgasm subsides, she lets one hand drop from Gayathri's hair as the other slides out from between Gayathri's legs. She takes a deep breath before realizing that Gayathri has not let go of her. Gayathri has grabbed a hold of my wife's hip and is still holding her head close. My wife returns this hug from her new lover and they share a last, sweet kiss before parting to fall back onto the bed only to drift into a blissful sleep. The moon light thru the window gave me a wonderful picture by which I had involuntarily whacked off and spilled my loads across the floor in front of me. By this incident I came to know voyeur of the lesbian act that too discreetly will turn me on to this level of unknowingly spilling my cum with a massive orgasm.
Malathi’s lesbian adventure keeps continuing for ever and ever. . . . . . . Comments please to seekcompany@gmail.com Come to me: http://www.ongoingprofit.com/idevaffiliate/idevaffiliate.php?id=2095
Yours Lovingly
JJ
Paradoxical situation
A JJ submission
Dear readers, I am back with the lesbian submission related to Malathi with a small brief introduction lets catch up with the sizzling and creamy act. Malathi the English reader continues her lesbian adventure this time again it’s her average student in the final year of post graduation English department at the Chidambaram University name Keeranathana Reddy. She was identified by the reader early in the first year itself, but she opted to wait for the right time moreover she currently had a lesbian partner who was irreplaceable doing an excellent job for Malathi’s deep and secret demonic desires.
47. 60. 65. 49. Read the mark list pinned in the notice board Keerthana couldn't believe she'd failed the exam so badly. "I studied so hard for it," she thought. Keerthi felt so defeated: a bad break up with her long time boyfriend whom she believed will go no to marry her. But the guy had a different idea a one night stand that left her feeling used and degraded, and now her marks were telling the story. Keerthi became lost in her own depression. Not noticing that class had ended, she began to silently weep.Malathi the wicked reader had noticed the misty-eyed look on Keerthi's face all during class. As she gathered up her belongings after class, she noticed the Keerthana had not moved. Sensing an opportunity Malathi approached her and asked, "Is everything ok?"Keerthi seemed not to hear her, so Malathi leaned in and repeated the question. Keerthi looked up at her with teary eyes saying, "It's just . . . I . . . I don't know. Nothing's going right for me." More tears welled up in her eyes.Mala said, "Let's get out of here," gazing around the empty classroom, "you need to a friend to talk to.
My quarters is nearby. We can talk."Keerthana didn't respond, so Mala took charge. "I'll consider it set then," she said. Malathi gathered up Keerthi's books and led her out into the portico. The two were a study in contrasts. 21 year old Keerthi was a tall; pretty also her stats were good with ample breasts, a cute ass, and long legs. Severe-looking Malathi was a 39-year-old divorce was in process and pending. She was what is politely called big-boned cunning fox.The two women got in Malathi's car and drove a couple of blocks away to her quarters on the second floor Keerthana just stared out the window and sobbed silently. Once there, she followed Mala inside. Katie sat on the sofa in the main hall while Malathi got her a cup of instant coffee to drink. Malathi handed her the strong coffee and sat opposite her. For a while the two women said nothing. Malathi nursed hers while Keerthi slammed hers down not so hot cup of coffee in her gloomy depression. Finally, Malathi said, "Tell me what's wrong. It can help to talk about it. Think of me as your friend."That did it. Keerthana just started balling her eyes out and poured out her soul. She told Malathi everything that was wrong. She listened attentively and clucked appreciatively whenever some male had done Keerthi wrong. Several times Mala refilled Keerthi's coffee cup. Keerthana realized that she was doing all the talking and had been taking advantage of her friend. So, she began to stand up and said, "I should really go. You don't want to hear about all my problems.""Nonsense," Malathi replied. "I'm your friend.""No. No, I . . ." Keerthi said. Suddenly, Keerthana was very dizzy the empty stomac and the break up with her boy friend did its share of goodness. Mala grabbed a hold of her and asked, "Are you ok?"Keerthana was seeing spots and she suddenly blacked out.
When Keerthana finally awoke several hours later she was lying nude in Malathi's bed. Her head hurt and she had to pee. "I wonder how I got here?" she thought. It slowly all came back to her and she realized that Malathi was a true friend. She had listened to her, helped her when she needed a real friend, and wanted nothing in return. Keerthana felt much less depressed.Keerthi had to go to the bathroom really badly so she crawled out from under the sheets and began to make her way to the bathroom. Malathi's voice called out, "Keerthi, are you awake?"She heard Malathi's footsteps so she wrapped the comforter around her to cover her nakedness. Mala entered the bedroom and said, "So, you are awake. Feeling better?"Keerthana replied, "A little. But, I have a headache. Thanks for listening to me. I hope I wasn't a bother, but I really need to use the toilet."Malathi laughed, "Go ahead. I want you to stay here until you feel a lot better. I can sleep on the sofa and I won't take no for answer.""Thank you, Malathi," Keerthana said. "I really appreciate your friendship."After she was done in the bathroom, Keerthi crawled back under the covers. She heard Malathi moving about inside the walk-in closet. Mala exited the closet wearing a sheer nighty. Her heavy breasts rested on her large gut. Keerthana could clearly see the outline of Mala's wild bush. Keerthi was suddenly nervous about the whole situation. But, Mala appeased her by saying, "I hope you don't mind, but since it's just us girls." Malathi sat on the edge of the bed and said, "You were telling me about some guy you broke up with at the party. It might help to talk about it.""She's a real friend," Keerthana thought to herself as she launched back into her story.
Malathi pretended to listen. All the while she was thinking of how to seduce this pretty young woman.Absorbed in telling her tale of woe, Keerthana developed an itch in the middle of her back that, try as she might, she couldn't scratch. Exasperated, she asked Mala if she could get it.Malathi let out a raucous laugh. "Sure. Turn over."Katie rolled over and Malathi moved the covers off her back. She quickly found the itchy spot but she didn't stop rubbing Keerthana's back. "Let me give you a back massage. It'll help you take your mind off your troubles," Malathi said.It felt so good. Keerthi just murmured something into the pillow. Malathi just loved rubbing this beautiful back. She straddled Keerthi and concentrated on the massage. Each pass brought her large boobs closer to the prone beauty. Malathi's nipples were as hard as diamonds through the night. Eventually, her nipples began to slide along Keerthana's naked back as she massaged up and down her back. Keerthi felt the twin peaks gliding along her back but though nothing of it. She was so relaxed, she was nearly asleep.Figuring the time was right, Malathi bent down and placed a kiss on Keerthana's back. Keerthi awoke from her reverie. She quickly turned over and exclaimed, "What are you doing?"When Keerthi's luscious boobs came into view, Malathi fell upon them, kissing, stroking, and licking. Keerthana said, "This isn't right. Don't do this. I'm not that way, Malathi.""It's ok. There's nothing wrong with what we're doing. Remember, I'm your friend," Malathi said.Mala continued her assault on Keerthi's 32C breasts. Keerthana struggled against the larger woman but soon gave up. "It doesn't matter anymore," she thought. "Malathi just wanted something from me, too." Defeated again, Keerthana retreated into a shell, saying to Mala "You can't hurt me.
The real me is in here."Malathi smirked. She didn't care about the real Keerthi. All she cared about were those magnificent breasts, gorgeous pussy, and, most of all, that dimpled ass. Malathi tentatively probed Keerthi's body with her hands but observed no reaction. She stood up and removed her nighty. The sight made Keerthana gag but she did not resist as Malathi began to kiss her face, chest, and stomach.At last, Malathi lowered the covers completely off Keerthi's body. Malathi sharply sucked in her breath as Keerthana's sparsely covered cunt came into view. She swirled a finger in Keerthi's vagina, looking for some kind of reaction on her face. There was none. Malathi spread Keerthi's legs and dove into that succulent triangle. There may not have been a reaction on Keerthana's face but her inner chamber filled involuntarily. Malathi the cunning lesbian began to relish by greedily sucking out the juices.Malathi continued to kiss and lick Keerthi's cunt. Somewhere deep in the recesses of her mind, Keerthana sensed her own growing excitement. Her pussy continued to juice up as Malathi ate her out. As Keerthi's mind struggled with her surging feelings, Mala found Keerthana's clitoris with her tongue. She pulled on it with her lips. The clitoral stimulation was enough to bring Keerthana to her senses. Her body was on fire and she let out a long moan of desire. It was a moan that Malathi understood instinctively. She picked the lighter woman up and turned her on her stomach.
Immediately, she began kneading and kissing Keerthi's perfect ass. She pulled the cheeks apart and gazed at Keerthi's quivering anus. Malathi lowered her head and deeply inhaled Keerthana's musky aroma. Then, she stuck out her tongue and began to ream (a new act called popularly known as remming) her butt hole.For her part, Keerthana fastened her pussy to the sheets and rhythmically rolled her cunt across the sheets. She'd never been so turned on before. The pressure in her butt combined with her own manipulations brought her to the edge of orgasm.Sensing Keerthi's impending release and wanting to prolong the moment, Malathi halted her lascivious activities. Keerthana groaned in frustration. Malathi reached into the nightstand and removed a strap-on dildo vibe. It was 8 inches long and 3 inches wide. She quickly got into the contraption and pulled Keerthi up by her hips. She placed the head of the dildo at the entrance to Keerthana's pussy. Keerthi was in such a state that she impaled herself on the false cock.Malathi thrust hard in and out three times. With each stroke, Keerthi was further and further gone. But, it was her ass that Malathi really wanted to fuck. She withdrew the dildo from Keerthi's drooling cunt and slammed it into her ass in one swift stroke. Keerthana cried out in pain. But, with each stoke she grew more comfortable with the dildo in her ass. Meanwhile, Malathi ran her arms around Keerthana. With one hand she pulled and tugged on Keerthi's breasts; the other hand manipulated Keerthana's cunt. The combination was too much to bear.
Keerthana exploded into an orgasm so intense she temporarily blacked out. When she had regained her senses, Mala was on top of her in the 69 position working on her pussy. Keerthana looked up and saw Malathi's cunt just inches for her lips. Knowing what was expected of her, she tentatively placed a light kiss on the slimy slit. Realizing that her young student was conscious again, Mala dropped her hips so that her cunt engulfed Keerthi's face. Keerthana was momentarily disgusted. But, once in the throes of desire again, she came on strong. She licked Mala's pussy with gusto, drinking in her tangy juices. She even probed Malathi's flabby ass with her hands and stuck a finger up her asshole.
After several hours of passionate sex, the two women lay exhausted, entangled in the covers on the bed. Both had smiles on their faces: Malathi, because she had bagged a real beauty, and Keerthana, because her depression had lifted. Feed back & comments to seekcompany@gmail.com
Yours Lovingly
JJ
Dear readers, I am back with the lesbian submission related to Malathi with a small brief introduction lets catch up with the sizzling and creamy act. Malathi the English reader continues her lesbian adventure this time again it’s her average student in the final year of post graduation English department at the Chidambaram University name Keeranathana Reddy. She was identified by the reader early in the first year itself, but she opted to wait for the right time moreover she currently had a lesbian partner who was irreplaceable doing an excellent job for Malathi’s deep and secret demonic desires.
47. 60. 65. 49. Read the mark list pinned in the notice board Keerthana couldn't believe she'd failed the exam so badly. "I studied so hard for it," she thought. Keerthi felt so defeated: a bad break up with her long time boyfriend whom she believed will go no to marry her. But the guy had a different idea a one night stand that left her feeling used and degraded, and now her marks were telling the story. Keerthi became lost in her own depression. Not noticing that class had ended, she began to silently weep.Malathi the wicked reader had noticed the misty-eyed look on Keerthi's face all during class. As she gathered up her belongings after class, she noticed the Keerthana had not moved. Sensing an opportunity Malathi approached her and asked, "Is everything ok?"Keerthi seemed not to hear her, so Malathi leaned in and repeated the question. Keerthi looked up at her with teary eyes saying, "It's just . . . I . . . I don't know. Nothing's going right for me." More tears welled up in her eyes.Mala said, "Let's get out of here," gazing around the empty classroom, "you need to a friend to talk to.
My quarters is nearby. We can talk."Keerthana didn't respond, so Mala took charge. "I'll consider it set then," she said. Malathi gathered up Keerthi's books and led her out into the portico. The two were a study in contrasts. 21 year old Keerthi was a tall; pretty also her stats were good with ample breasts, a cute ass, and long legs. Severe-looking Malathi was a 39-year-old divorce was in process and pending. She was what is politely called big-boned cunning fox.The two women got in Malathi's car and drove a couple of blocks away to her quarters on the second floor Keerthana just stared out the window and sobbed silently. Once there, she followed Mala inside. Katie sat on the sofa in the main hall while Malathi got her a cup of instant coffee to drink. Malathi handed her the strong coffee and sat opposite her. For a while the two women said nothing. Malathi nursed hers while Keerthi slammed hers down not so hot cup of coffee in her gloomy depression. Finally, Malathi said, "Tell me what's wrong. It can help to talk about it. Think of me as your friend."That did it. Keerthana just started balling her eyes out and poured out her soul. She told Malathi everything that was wrong. She listened attentively and clucked appreciatively whenever some male had done Keerthi wrong. Several times Mala refilled Keerthi's coffee cup. Keerthana realized that she was doing all the talking and had been taking advantage of her friend. So, she began to stand up and said, "I should really go. You don't want to hear about all my problems.""Nonsense," Malathi replied. "I'm your friend.""No. No, I . . ." Keerthi said. Suddenly, Keerthana was very dizzy the empty stomac and the break up with her boy friend did its share of goodness. Mala grabbed a hold of her and asked, "Are you ok?"Keerthana was seeing spots and she suddenly blacked out.
When Keerthana finally awoke several hours later she was lying nude in Malathi's bed. Her head hurt and she had to pee. "I wonder how I got here?" she thought. It slowly all came back to her and she realized that Malathi was a true friend. She had listened to her, helped her when she needed a real friend, and wanted nothing in return. Keerthana felt much less depressed.Keerthi had to go to the bathroom really badly so she crawled out from under the sheets and began to make her way to the bathroom. Malathi's voice called out, "Keerthi, are you awake?"She heard Malathi's footsteps so she wrapped the comforter around her to cover her nakedness. Mala entered the bedroom and said, "So, you are awake. Feeling better?"Keerthana replied, "A little. But, I have a headache. Thanks for listening to me. I hope I wasn't a bother, but I really need to use the toilet."Malathi laughed, "Go ahead. I want you to stay here until you feel a lot better. I can sleep on the sofa and I won't take no for answer.""Thank you, Malathi," Keerthana said. "I really appreciate your friendship."After she was done in the bathroom, Keerthi crawled back under the covers. She heard Malathi moving about inside the walk-in closet. Mala exited the closet wearing a sheer nighty. Her heavy breasts rested on her large gut. Keerthana could clearly see the outline of Mala's wild bush. Keerthi was suddenly nervous about the whole situation. But, Mala appeased her by saying, "I hope you don't mind, but since it's just us girls." Malathi sat on the edge of the bed and said, "You were telling me about some guy you broke up with at the party. It might help to talk about it.""She's a real friend," Keerthana thought to herself as she launched back into her story.
Malathi pretended to listen. All the while she was thinking of how to seduce this pretty young woman.Absorbed in telling her tale of woe, Keerthana developed an itch in the middle of her back that, try as she might, she couldn't scratch. Exasperated, she asked Mala if she could get it.Malathi let out a raucous laugh. "Sure. Turn over."Katie rolled over and Malathi moved the covers off her back. She quickly found the itchy spot but she didn't stop rubbing Keerthana's back. "Let me give you a back massage. It'll help you take your mind off your troubles," Malathi said.It felt so good. Keerthi just murmured something into the pillow. Malathi just loved rubbing this beautiful back. She straddled Keerthi and concentrated on the massage. Each pass brought her large boobs closer to the prone beauty. Malathi's nipples were as hard as diamonds through the night. Eventually, her nipples began to slide along Keerthana's naked back as she massaged up and down her back. Keerthi felt the twin peaks gliding along her back but though nothing of it. She was so relaxed, she was nearly asleep.Figuring the time was right, Malathi bent down and placed a kiss on Keerthana's back. Keerthi awoke from her reverie. She quickly turned over and exclaimed, "What are you doing?"When Keerthi's luscious boobs came into view, Malathi fell upon them, kissing, stroking, and licking. Keerthana said, "This isn't right. Don't do this. I'm not that way, Malathi.""It's ok. There's nothing wrong with what we're doing. Remember, I'm your friend," Malathi said.Mala continued her assault on Keerthi's 32C breasts. Keerthana struggled against the larger woman but soon gave up. "It doesn't matter anymore," she thought. "Malathi just wanted something from me, too." Defeated again, Keerthana retreated into a shell, saying to Mala "You can't hurt me.
The real me is in here."Malathi smirked. She didn't care about the real Keerthi. All she cared about were those magnificent breasts, gorgeous pussy, and, most of all, that dimpled ass. Malathi tentatively probed Keerthi's body with her hands but observed no reaction. She stood up and removed her nighty. The sight made Keerthana gag but she did not resist as Malathi began to kiss her face, chest, and stomach.At last, Malathi lowered the covers completely off Keerthi's body. Malathi sharply sucked in her breath as Keerthana's sparsely covered cunt came into view. She swirled a finger in Keerthi's vagina, looking for some kind of reaction on her face. There was none. Malathi spread Keerthi's legs and dove into that succulent triangle. There may not have been a reaction on Keerthana's face but her inner chamber filled involuntarily. Malathi the cunning lesbian began to relish by greedily sucking out the juices.Malathi continued to kiss and lick Keerthi's cunt. Somewhere deep in the recesses of her mind, Keerthana sensed her own growing excitement. Her pussy continued to juice up as Malathi ate her out. As Keerthi's mind struggled with her surging feelings, Mala found Keerthana's clitoris with her tongue. She pulled on it with her lips. The clitoral stimulation was enough to bring Keerthana to her senses. Her body was on fire and she let out a long moan of desire. It was a moan that Malathi understood instinctively. She picked the lighter woman up and turned her on her stomach.
Immediately, she began kneading and kissing Keerthi's perfect ass. She pulled the cheeks apart and gazed at Keerthi's quivering anus. Malathi lowered her head and deeply inhaled Keerthana's musky aroma. Then, she stuck out her tongue and began to ream (a new act called popularly known as remming) her butt hole.For her part, Keerthana fastened her pussy to the sheets and rhythmically rolled her cunt across the sheets. She'd never been so turned on before. The pressure in her butt combined with her own manipulations brought her to the edge of orgasm.Sensing Keerthi's impending release and wanting to prolong the moment, Malathi halted her lascivious activities. Keerthana groaned in frustration. Malathi reached into the nightstand and removed a strap-on dildo vibe. It was 8 inches long and 3 inches wide. She quickly got into the contraption and pulled Keerthi up by her hips. She placed the head of the dildo at the entrance to Keerthana's pussy. Keerthi was in such a state that she impaled herself on the false cock.Malathi thrust hard in and out three times. With each stroke, Keerthi was further and further gone. But, it was her ass that Malathi really wanted to fuck. She withdrew the dildo from Keerthi's drooling cunt and slammed it into her ass in one swift stroke. Keerthana cried out in pain. But, with each stoke she grew more comfortable with the dildo in her ass. Meanwhile, Malathi ran her arms around Keerthana. With one hand she pulled and tugged on Keerthi's breasts; the other hand manipulated Keerthana's cunt. The combination was too much to bear.
Keerthana exploded into an orgasm so intense she temporarily blacked out. When she had regained her senses, Mala was on top of her in the 69 position working on her pussy. Keerthana looked up and saw Malathi's cunt just inches for her lips. Knowing what was expected of her, she tentatively placed a light kiss on the slimy slit. Realizing that her young student was conscious again, Mala dropped her hips so that her cunt engulfed Keerthi's face. Keerthana was momentarily disgusted. But, once in the throes of desire again, she came on strong. She licked Mala's pussy with gusto, drinking in her tangy juices. She even probed Malathi's flabby ass with her hands and stuck a finger up her asshole.
After several hours of passionate sex, the two women lay exhausted, entangled in the covers on the bed. Both had smiles on their faces: Malathi, because she had bagged a real beauty, and Keerthana, because her depression had lifted. Feed back & comments to seekcompany@gmail.com
Yours Lovingly
JJ
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