In the sultry heat of the afternoon, I found myself in a situation I had only dreamed of. Tupai, my husband's cousin, had come to visit, and the tension between us was palpable. He was a man of 33, with a confidence that oozed from every pore, and I, a 45-year-old woman, felt a thrill of excitement at the prospect of what might unfold.
As we sat in the living room, the air thick with unspoken desire, Tupai leaned in close, his breath hot on my neck. "Bulbul," he murmured, his voice a low growl, "I've always wondered what it would be like to taste you."
I felt a shiver run down my spine, my nipples hardening beneath my blouse. "And what exactly do you want to taste, Tupai?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
He smirked, his eyes dark with lust. "Everything. I want to taste every inch of you."
With that, he pulled me to my feet and led me to the bedroom. His hands were rough but gentle, exploring my body as if it were a treasure map. He undressed me slowly, his eyes never leaving mine, until I stood before him naked, my body on full display.
"Fuck," he growled, his eyes roaming over my curves. "You're even more beautiful than I imagined."
He pushed me onto the bed, his hands roaming over my body, squeezing my breasts, pinching my nipples. I moaned, arching my back, desperate for more. He moved lower, his tongue tracing a path down my stomach, his breath hot on my skin.
"You're so fucking hairy," he murmured, his fingers tangling in the curls of my pussy. "I love it."
I gasped as he buried his face between my legs, his tongue lapping at my clit. He licked and sucked, his fingers exploring my folds, driving me wild with desire. I could feel my orgasm building, my body tensing, but just as I was about to explode, he pulled away.
"Not yet," he said, a wicked grin on his face. "I want to taste you everywhere."
He moved lower, his tongue tracing a path down my thigh, his breath hot on my skin. He spread my cheeks, his tongue flicking over my asshole, and I gasped, the sensation foreign but incredibly erotic.
"Fuck, Tupai," I moaned, my body writhing beneath him. "That feels so good."
He chuckled, his breath hot on my skin. "I'm just getting started."
He moved back up, his tongue tracing a path up my stomach, his hands squeezing my breasts. He took one of my nipples in his mouth, sucking gently, and I moaned, my body arching beneath him.
"I've always wanted to taste your milk," he murmured, his eyes dark with lust. "Let me drink from you."
I nodded, my body trembling with anticipation. He took my breast in his mouth, sucking gently, and I moaned as I felt my milk flow into his mouth. He swallowed greedily, his eyes rolling back in pleasure.
"Fuck, Bulbul," he groaned, his cock hard and throbbing against my leg. "You taste so fucking good."
He moved up, his cock pressing against my entrance, and I gasped, my body tensing in anticipation. He thrust into me, his cock filling me completely, and I moaned, my body writhing beneath him.
"Fuck," I gasped, my nails digging into his back. "You feel so good."
He moved slowly at first, his cock sliding in and out of me, but soon he was fucking me hard, his body slamming into mine, his balls slapping against my ass. I could feel my orgasm building, my body tensing, and just as I was about to explode, he pulled out.
He growled, flipping me onto my stomach. "I want to fuck your ass."
He spread my cheeks, his cock pressing against my asshole, and I gasped, the sensation foreign but incredibly erotic. He thrust into me, his cock filling me completely, and I moaned, my body writhing beneath him.
I gasped, my nails digging into the sheets. "You feel so good."
He moved slowly at first, his cock sliding in and out of me, but soon he was fucking me hard, his body slamming into mine, his balls slapping against my ass. I could feel my orgasm building, my body tensing, and just as I was about to explode, he pulled out.
He moved up, his cock pressing against my lips, and I opened my mouth, taking him in. He thrust into me, his cock filling my mouth completely, and I moaned, my body writhing beneath him.
"Fuck, Bulbul," he groaned, his hands tangling in my hair. "You suck so good."
He moved slowly at first, his cock sliding in and out of my mouth, but soon he was fucking my mouth hard, his body slamming into mine, his balls slapping against my chin. I could feel my orgasm building, my body tensing, and just as I was about to explode, he pulled out.
"Not yet, Bulbul," he growled, moving down, his cock pressing against my pussy. "I want to cum inside you."
He thrust into me, his cock filling me completely, and I moaned, my body writhing beneath him. He moved slowly at first, his cock sliding in and out of me, but soon he was fucking me hard, his body slamming into mine, his balls slapping against my ass. I could feel my orgasm building, my body tensing, and just as I was about to explode, he groaned, his cock pulsing inside me.