The readers are encouraged to read Kavita in Lust to understand the background and characters in this story.
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After coming home and ravaging her husband Raj, Kavita stayed up all night replaying the events with Arun in her head. The images of Arun's naked body, the feeling of being helpless to his lust, the unwelcome pleasure he gave her continued to send thrills through her body the whole night. For the next several days she continued to re-live those erotic moments until she couldn't take it any more. With each passing moment her desire and want for pleasure of that magnitude became a need and one day she found herself picking up the phone and contacting Arun at work. After exchanging pleasantries, she called him over to her place while Raj was out of town again under the pretence of wanting to chat. Arun accepted her invitation for the afternoon.
When Arun came over, Kavita opened the door and welcomed him in. At first glance, we noticed that even in her simple outfit of pants and top, Kavita looked stunning. He also noticed that she was avoiding eye contact. An interesting sign he thought to himself.
"Thanks for coming over" Kavita said.
"Always a pleasure to see you." Arun replied cordially.
They made their way to the couch and Kavita served him a cup of hot tea she had brewing. Both sat in silence for a while sipping their drink. Arun didn't say anything to break the silence and simply looked at Kavita. He knew what was on Kavita's mind; he was experienced with women enough to know that, but he didn't want to push her away when she was so close. Soon she kicked off her shoes and planted her bare feet on the coffee table. Arun did the same, but as he did Kavita noticed his eyes wandering up her bare legs to her canter pants, and white t-shirt. She had called him over for a purpose and rather than expressing her desire out loud, did what any normal yet outwardly conservative woman would do. Kavita hadn't worn a bra and knew that her dark nipples would be visible through the fabric of her white shirt as soon as she took off her open summer windbreaker. She waited for Arun to finish his tea then proceeded to do just that. The anticipation of the events to come had increased her arousal to the point that her nipples had hardened to tingly points, poking her thin fabric of her shirt.
That was all the invitation Arun needed. Before she knew it his lips had closed over hers and his tongue snaked its way into her mouth. She loved the feel of his soft kisses, but nothing compared to the urgency he was attacking her with now. She felt his hand on her thigh, kneading and stroking the flesh there, then traveling up across her hip, to her ribcage, until he was cupping her breast. His thumb began a slow dance across her nipple and even through the fabric jolts of electricity coursed through her body.
Kavita's breathing became heavier, shallower. Yes this is what she was craving. The roughness, the manly desires that Arun had for her had become her aphrodisiac. Immediately he was pulling her shirt over her head and pressing her onto her back. He ran his hands up her sides to her chest and before she knew it he had one hard nipple in his mouth while he pinched and pulled the other. His hands squeezed her firm breasts together and he used their closeness to ravish each nipple equally, nibbling, sucking and circling his tongue around them.
"Ohh!" Kavita gasped.
Kavita felt her pussy get hot and wet and the need for contact become overwhelming. She ground her pelvis against his stomach in frantic movements and couldn't stop the sighs escaping from her mouth.
"Get up," Arun said suddenly, in the tone reminiscent of their last time.
"What?"
"Get up; I want you in the bedroom, naked, now!"
He grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet, stopping long enough to explore her mouth with his tongue one more time before leading her to the bedroom.
"Those aren't the lips I want to taste right now," he said as he grasped the waist of her pants and panties and slid them to the ground in one move.
She stood there naked before him and as he knelt, he looked her up and down. Kavita closed her eyes just as she felt his tongue softly press against the front of her pussy. Automatically her thighs relaxed and opened, giving him better access to her folds. She looked down her body, past her heaving breasts and flat stomach to her trimmed pussy and the Arun's head pressed there.
Arun began a slow invasion of her pussy, spreading her lips apart, running his tongue along the sides, the top, and the bottom, working it into her hole; pulling up the hood of her engorged clit and exposing the throbbing button nestled there. Her legs began to shake as he ran circles around her clit and Kavita couldn't stop herself from falling back onto the bed. She immediately spread her legs wide, bringing her heels up to rest right at her ass and grasping her knees with her hands pulling them up and open as far as they could go. He scooted himself up to the side of the bed, her pussy lay there, completely open and sopping wet. She felt his fingers working her wetness around, slipping from her hole to her clit and back down again. He pressed one, then two fingers into her and she melted with the invasion. He hooked his fingers in a come hither motion and began rubbing her g-spot. While he tickled her insides he attacked her outsides once again. Kavita was already loosing herself in sexual splendor and couldn't stop herself from tugging at her own nipples, the intensity coursing through her was making her whole body quiver and she felt warmth spreading from her chest to her groin.
"Oh yes!" She moaned. "Take it, it's all yours, do what you want!"
Kavita's hips began to buck and wiggle, aching to fuck the fingers assaulting her and as she found her rhythm, Arun mirrored it on her clit, sucking it into his mouth and flicking it with his tongue in time with her thrusts.
She couldn't believe it was happening so fast, her body was boiling and her toes were on the verge of cramping. She arched her head up, she had to see this; she had to watch this gorgeous man get her off. That was all it took, when she saw her own puffy lips stretched around is mouth and he looked up at her with those eyes she was done. Kavita grabbed his head and rode his face with abandon, not caring if he could breath or even if she might be hurting him; she was cumming harder than she had in so long and she couldn't bear for it to stop. Arun never faltered for a moment, sucking and finger fucking her like no other. She could see her juices coating his face and the sight of it made it even better, her pussy contracted and released around his fingers, her legs clamped around his head.
Arun got up from between Kavita's legs and pulled her to him. Kavita leaned in all the way and kisses his pussy juice coated lips. He slipped his tongue into her mouth and she could still taste her on own juices mixed with his saliva. The combination accentuated her arousal and need for more.
"Now undo my belt and pants and take my cock out," Arun told her.
