In bed, he was a revelation. His body was stunning. The night was now at 345 am and the two were still far from being satisfied with each other - they had a long sexual bouts to complete in the remaining 3 hours.
Immensely powerful, he carried not an ounce of surplus flesh on him. His shoulders were sprawling slabs of muscle. His chest was a wide and deep W, heavily cleaved, his dark taut nipples pulled low and wide on either side of his massive pectorals. The belly was hard and flat as a washboard, every muscle clearly defined. There was not a trace of body hair on his torso which formed a sharply tapering V. High narrow hips bracketed a slim waist. Beneath, his buttocks were taut and firm. His arms and legs were long and bulged and rippled with corded muscle. His face was gentle and handsome, with a fine, strong nose, a square jaw, even white teeth, and dark caressing sensuous eyes.
But best of all was his quite astonishing genital endowment. Jayanessa had never imagined she would see, let alone experience, such a cock. It was the kind of thing her most erotic fantasies were made of.
Enormous, a good eleven-and-a-half inches long, nearly three inches thick, it was long and dark and ridged with thick long veins, the cock-head monstrous.
Now Kamesh smiled affectionately at her when he saw the look of wonder and awe and joy on her face as his huge cock slid slowly into her cunt. It went in smoothly and easily, gliding in deeper and deeper despite its impossible enormity.
He bent his head and kissed her, sliding his tongue deep into her mouth, tasting the sweetness of her response when her own tongue flickered out in wanton desire.
"Yes," she gasped softly. "Fuck me Kamesh ... fuck me hard ... Oh god your cock's so wonderful ... put it in ... I want it all ... yes ... Ohhhh yes!"
Jayanessa was very pretty and exotically sexy and desirable.
Kamesh studied her round face with pleasure, taking in the sweetness of her features.
She had full lips, a straight nose, perhaps a tad heavy, but perfect on her. Anything finer would have made her look shrewish. Her skin was fair and clear and her eyes were lovely, deep brown and full of laughter. Her teeth were attractive and even.
She smiled readily and often. Her hair was thick and long, knotted in a loose bun on the nape of her neck. Her breasts were big, full and ripe with thick nipples standing stiffly in large bright aureoles that were puckered with pleasure now. A red bindi dotted the middle of her forehead, and she wore a long black and gold mangalsutra around her neck.
Ordinarily, the necklace signified a woman's marital - and therefore, supposedly chaste - status.
Jayanessa wore it to disguise her penchant for sexual adventure under a veneer of respectability for her husband's benefit.
Little did it matter when she was gasping and heaving, her body shining with sweat, begging for more, moaning loud obscenities as a lover thrust his cock into her cunt?
Kamesh flexed his buttocks and slid his hips gently forward. His cock squeezed even deeper into her cunt.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh!" Jayanessa gasped, her head arching and turning to one side.
His monstrous cock delved deeper into her tight, moist grotto. It stretched her cunt-lips wider than any cock she had known. Her hips lurched up is and she arched her back. Her breasts were swollen and gorged, her nipples quivering and rigid. The gorgeous penis slid in deeper, rasping against her inflamed clitoris, throbbing and pulsating electrically hot inside her to feel like one enormous cunt from head to toe. She dug her fingers into his bulging biceps and caressed his shoulders. He lowered himself on his forearms and her heavy breasts flattened against his hard chest. Her body was hot and already tacky with sweat.
Her mangalsutra was cool between their bodies. She moaned thickly, in unbridled pleasure. He was on his knees and he spread them wider, levering her thighs apart to go deeper into her cunt. She groaned, her legs twined about his slim hips.
For the past hour, he had played with her body with a deftness that left her moaning and sweating with lust-heat. He toyed relentlessly with her breasts till she wanted to scream from the ecstasy of it, hot rivers of delight cascading through her body. Then his tongue probed her cunt, delving and exploring its moist recesses as no man had done before. She had taken his cock between her breasts, into her mouth, sucked it and licked it, and the very taste and weight of it in her mouth and under her tongue had aroused her even further.
His head dipped now and he kissed her closed eyes, drew his tongue down her nose, over her lips, flickering at them. They parted and their tongues met and fenced and then his darted away, down her neck, dipping low between her breasts. She moaned again and arched her breasts in her hands, lifting them to his lips, wanting to feel his tongue and lips and teeth on her breast tips again. His tongue rolled sexily around the stiff nipples by turn, and she gasped and writhed as she felt his teeth scrape gently against the aroused points of flesh. She clenched his head as his lips flowered and closed firmly around one breast the other nipple in his fingers being slowly squeezed and rolled and twirled.
