Traditional Anupama’s Glance to an Unforgettable Kiss-Part-3

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Continuing the story, the hunger to bang Anupama only intensified after the theatre trailer. “When are we meeting?” was her message on the night of the theatre. “Much sooner. I too can’t wait to poke into you,” was my response. A blush emoji from her ended that question.

On Monday, the final plan was set at a 4-star hotel. Anupama arrived sharply around 10 in the morning. I wanted the day to be amazing. But I was disappointed watching her in a regular everyday attire, a baggy churidar.

Anyways, the instant the door got latched, I hugged her tightly, feeling her boobs squeeze onto my chest. To continue the kiss from the theatre, I quickly cupped her face and started kissing her delicate cheek. She pushes my face away, “Madhan, stop. Wait. I want to use the restroom.”

I waited by the restroom door. Anupama was inside much longer than expected. From the inside, Anupama announces, “Madhan, I want you to close your eyes. No. Close your eyes and stand watching the other side. Once you are done, then I will come outside.”

I agitatedly closed my eyes and turned around, “Okay. Come,” I said. The sound of Anu’s anklets approached me as they took slow, measured steps. Oh God, the new fragrance she wore was hypnotic. She circled me, her fingers lightly brushing against my body.

With a provoking tone, she asks, “Yen Madhan, ready to watch your Anupama?” Without a clue of what awaited me, I replied eagerly, “Yes, Anu. Don’t make me wait.”

“Okay, open your eyes.”

As I opened them, my jaw dropped at the scene before me. Her arms were stretched wide, demonstrating her lustrous body with a glowing smile on her face. Her usual shyness/blush was missing, just a bold, confident version of her. Let me describe my hottest slut, Anupama.

Yes slut, that’s what she wanted me to call her. Anupama wore square-rimmed, clear glasses that framed her cajoled eyes. Her dark, silky hair flowed freely down her deep cut bare back, with nearly a meter of jasmine strands swaying gently in contrast.

Her lips carried just a touch of red lipstick—subtle, yet striking. Despite her modern appearance, her forehead bore the traditional marks of vibhooti and kumkum, a quiet contradiction to her look. Flashy earrings adorned her small ears. There was no mangalsutra around her neck.

But the most striking, almost mouth-watering part, was the way she wore her saree—clear, transparent, and cream-colored. Beneath it, a deep red blouse—cut daringly low—drew the eye. The soft curves of her round, sturdy white boobs peeked through, revealing just enough to make the imagination stir.

Anupama, keeping her small hands on her wavy navel, circles around. Smiles with her cajoled eyes and asks, “Hege kanthini? Like a slut, ah?” Oh, sexy — her bare back, long length of navel (revealed by short blouse) was milky, velvety, and pulpy.

Anu’s dark eyes caught the growing bulge in my pants, signalling the bulge, “Ashtu bega nigroytha, Madhan, Ufff” (So quickly Hard on, Madhan). Her straightforward, bold comment made my rod harder. Anupama provokingly wipes her thick, juicy tongue over her lips and winks at me.

She then calls with her finger, beckoning. I warn, “Hey Anu. Beda, don’t tempt me this much.” She replies with her wavy eyebrows, “Yen maadthiya Madhan?” (What will you do?) and runs, taunting me. I run to catch the hot bomb, Anu.

I utter, “Sikidre sariyagi dengiskothiya. Beda” (If you get caught, I will fuck you badly).

She continues to run, “Baa bega hidko. Henge dengthiya naanu nodthini. Baa ee mola bedva? Baaa ee thika hodi baa.” (Come and catch me. Let me see how badly you will fuck. Don’t you want these boobs? Come fuck this ass. Come catch)

I was stunned by her dirty teasing comments, which I never even dreamt of. Her hefty boobs bounced inside the tiny blouse she wore. I grab her delicate palm and pull her into me. She falls into my chest, giggling, “Finally. dengu baa” (Finally. Fuck me now.)

My lips move closer to hers. She watches my eyes, full of laughter and teasing. Both of us are waiting—lips nearly touching, warm breath mingling. My hand holds her bare, thick shoulder. I look at her with horny eyes. Her hands gently move from my shoulder to my neck, her gaze still playful and teasing.

I brush slowly with my fingers touching her cheeks, travelling to her neck, and finally moving the popping bulge of her cleavage. Slowly, I let my eyes travel across her body, then back to her eyes. My lips gently, slowly, press against hers—just once, a soft, lingering kiss.

Then, I gaze at her again—lost in the silence between us. Anu’s boobs squeeze onto my chest, embracing in an airtight hug. My lips sucks her lips again. My hands slid to her bare back—her soft skin felt incredibly good to me.

After a lingering peck of kisses, Anu locks her lips in haste. Her lips and tongue were slimily moved into my lips, turning this into one of my wildest and horniest kisses ever. This kiss went much longer compared to the earlier two kisses.

I break this long, breathtaking kiss. My lips linger, kissing her cheek and the side of her neck. Then my lips move from one side of her neck to the other side, and I spin her around, throwing the pallu of her transparent saree to the ground. Anu’s moans grew louder, “Ahhhhh. Madhan. I’m all yours today”.

My lips continued to taste the sides of her neck, hugging her from behind. My one hand was pressing her cushiony navel, and the other hand was brushing over the bare cleavage part of her boobs. Just feeling the soft skin. She was not wearing a bra.

I slowly push one strap of her blouse with my mouth and kiss all over her shoulder. My second hand was brushing the poking part of her boobs, the nipples. Her huge, milky boobs were only partly hidden by the tiniest blouse. My hands felt the wavy fat on her navel.

“Oh god, Yene nin mola hinge karitha ide” (Hey, your boobs are so inviting). I squeeze her huge boobs hard with both of my hands over the blouse. Tension clung to her body; a thin layer of sweat shimmered on her skin as her heavy boobs rose and fell with deep, uneven breaths.

Her breathing quickened when my lips started sucking her ear, one after the other. Like a toy, I tilt her around again. Holding her head, my lively lips caught her lips and kissed them again. My two hands cupped her thick ass cheeks and squeezed them hard to pulp.

Oh heavens. This was much more than what I had expected. Hurriedly, my hands explored her assets, and my lips kissed her lips, neck, cheek, and popped cleavage again. We moved with my lips continuing to suck and fell onto the bed.

As she fell over my lap, I kissed her bare navel, “Ahhhh. Anuuu. Soo sweet”. I continued to eat her navel with her loudest moans and comments, “Madhan hengo tinthiddiya nanna beda ahhhh” (How harshly you are eating me. No).

Her soft ass cheeks pressed onto my thighs as my tongue drove into her belly button, licking. I tilt her around, my lips continue to drench all around her fleshy navel. Kissing all the bare skin above the navel. Anu grabs the collar of my T-shirt. I remove and throw away the T-shirt.

Sitting over my lap, Anu’s juicy lips kiss and suck my hairy chest. My hands slide through to squeeze her heavy thighs and huge ass balls. I wanted to spank her ass cheeks bare. Anu’s lips moved from my chest to kiss my lips. My hands move to squeeze her fatty belly.

My hands quickly raise her saree above, and my lips start to suck her thighs. She had heavy thighs. She wasn’t wearing panties and my lips reach her neatly shaved pussy and then my lips reach her pussy. Watching her face, I placed a peck of a kiss on her pussy.

She pushes my head away from her pussy, “No. Madhan. Don’t”. Like a plate with hot meals, I lift her ass cheeks and dive my face into her heavenly pussy. I suck her pussy lips. I part her pussy lips and slide the tip of the tongue. I then slide the thick of the tongue.

“Ahhhh. Loafer. Madhan. Slow. Please. Yes. Don’t stop”. I finally lock my lips and insert my tongue into her pussy lips and suck her long enough, until her body broke, spilling warm, slimy orgasms.

She pulls her hair up and secures it in a neat bun. “It’s my turn now.” Her small finger unzips my pants. Long, dark, thick cock pops out into her fair hands. “You dreamed of my lips eating your cock, right?” She licks the shiny dick head.

Anu grabs my cock with both of her hands and starts to suck them. Like an animal, she sucks my cock and takes it deep inside her mouth. I grab hold of her hair as her teeth and warm saliva brush onto my cock.

In between mouthfuls, she utters, “My husband never allowed me to taste his cock. I cannot express this to him. He thinks I’m very decent. But I’m not.” She sucks my cock until I am on the verge of cum. Controlling, I push her away to hold the cum.

How you want my dick. She quickly bends into a doggie. I adjust her position, pressing her face onto the bed and sliding the cock deep into her pussy. Yes, with a condom. I spanked her thick ass hard, which shook with my hit.

I banged her hard with every hit, making a sound. Her voice was louder, “Madhan. Bang your Anu.”

After a small rest.

Oh god, her boobs were round, firm, and her nipples were dark and pointy, not like a mother of two. She climbs over me and rides me in cowgirl. Her huge melons shook with every move she made. She hands me her boobs to squeeze while her pussy is filled with my cock.

She then asks me to get fucked in the standing position. Finally, we try the floral position.

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