Misc. Erotica Donor Uncle in Apartment

Pawan Kumar's breath was hot on the back of her neck. He squeezed her tits and pinched the hardening nipples, each between thumb and forefinger. Her breath came with a gasp each time he rotated the nipples, sending a warm ache through her boobs.

She turned to face him, and said, "Take off my panties, Pawan ... please."

He squeezed her hard boobs one more time and ran his hands down to her waist, out on her hips, and into the waistband of her panties. He peeled the thin nylon down, exposing her black-haired pussy.

With her cunt fully exposed, he pulled her panties down on her legs and let them fall around her ankles. She stood, looking at herself, his hands moving closer to the exposed edge of her cunt.

He fingered her cunt-lips sending a tingle of warmth through her cunt. It made her suck in her breath. The hard cock-bulge in his pants pushed against her bare ass. He was ready to fuck, except she hadn't undressed him.

Pramila turned in his arms, reached up, and opened the buttons on his shirt top, all the time watching his lower lip tremble while he looked down at her body. Such a sexy face, she thought, unlike her husband.

She peeled Pawan Kumar's shirt top off and reached down to his pants. While she knelt and unzipped his pants down, the bulge of his cock pulled inside his boxer. She pulled down his boxer and completely removed it. His mat of black groin-hair was thick and curly, and his cock sprang free in front of her face.

She gasped at the size of his cock, it was huge, a monster, far bigger than she had seen anybody's else. Her husband's cock was a miniature in comparison to it. His cock had to be nine to ten inches long in the shaft and curved up slightly and as hard as a piece of steel. The cock-head loomed in front of her face. Pramila put her lips to the swollen cock-meat and kissed it while running the tip of her tongue into the piss-slit. His hips trembled.

Standing once more, she put her arms around Pawan Kumar's neck and pushed her cunt and tits against him while seeking his lips. His arms crushed her against him while they kissed. Pramila drew her mouth away and took a deep breath. His hot cock was shoved against her belly. He was ready to fuck, but she still needed some warming up.

"Take me to bed, Pawan, "she said.

He scooped her up in his arms and carried her, with no apparent effort, to the bed in the spare room near the drawing-room where the children and Urmi used to sleep. She kept an arm on his shoulder while he laid her on her back.

"Pawan, you must know that I am doing this after a gap of three years and I am not acquainted so I need a little warm-up," she said, "Don't mind, I am a little bit slow to come to a boil. Play with me a little. Play with my boobs and my cunt."

"Okay, dear," he said, getting up on the bed on his knees, "Gosh, but you're pretty. I like the way you wore your saree today, looking very sexy, the moment I saw you, I wanted to fuck you."

"I also felt some strange sensation throughout my body when I first saw you," she said, spreading her thighs wide in front of him, "In fact, I didn't expect that you will proceed so fast. Come on. Play with me."

He worked his fingers on her cunt-lips, bringing flashes of warmth through her sensitive flesh. His fingertips touched her closed pussy-slit.

"Pramila, you've got the cutest little cunt. It looks too little to fuck." he said.

"Oh, I think it'll stretch enough. Further my cunt was meant for small cock of my husband. Now, I wonder whether I can take such a big cock inside. My pussy is too small for your big cock, so make it wet before fucking me, "said Pramila with slight anxiety in her voice.

She gasped when his finger worked through her cunt-slit, "Oh! I like it when you touch me there. Your fingers are so nice. Keep it up!"

He started finger-fucking the hell out of her pussy.

The waves of heat in her pussy rose and fell, rose, and fell with the rubbing motion of his fingers. She braced her feet on the bed and rocked her hips up and down, up and down, fucking her cunt on his fingers.

She looked down between her spread boobs, over the swell of her belly, over her small pussy-mound to the spread lips of her cunt and his hands, with his fingers inside her. Her legs were spread wide with her heavy thighs. Beyond her cunt and his hands, his cock loomed hugely with a drop of pre-cum hanging from the tip.

"Oh God, Pawan! Take me. Take me now. "she panted.

His fingers slipped out of her cunt and he grasped her by the soft flesh of her hips. He drew her toward his waiting cock. Her ass slipped along the rough bedspread; her legs spread wide. When her cunt was under his cock, he stopped drawing her toward him and pushed his cock-head through the spread outer cunt-lips. The cock-head was hot against her closed inner slit.

She rocked her ass slightly, working her inner cunt-lips against his cock-head, forcing the cunt-lips to part. The advancing head of his cock pushed her pussy open little by little, and the prick-head worked inside until pain stabbed through her cunt.

"Oh!" she cried out.

"Pramila! I hurt you. "said Pawan Kumar.

She put a hand on his shoulder, "That's all right, Pawan. It hurts a little because my cunt is not acquainted with a cock for a long time. It's okay now. Just push your cock in a little at a time."

While he pushed against her, she rocked her ass and her fuck-hole parted, letting his cock-head inside. Now he slowly fucked into her, making the tingling warmth swell through her cunt as his cock-shaft slipped deeper. She gripped his shoulders, drawing her ass up off the bed.

"You okay, Pramila? "asked Pawan Kumar.

"I'm wonderful, Pawan. Fuck me! "she replied.

He drew his cock back, letting the swell of warmth decline, stopping when the bulge of the cock-head tugged at her cunt-slit. Then he fucked back in fully, bringing back the tingling warmth. While his cock stroked in and back out, it made the waves of tingling heat rising and fall, rise and fall. She braced her feet on the bed and rocked her hips to his cock-strokes, tipping her cunt for him to fuck straight in, then rolling her ass back, making his prick-shaft rub back hard on her clit.

His cock drove harder and she lunged her ass up harder, as well. Her whole upper body relaxed and she whined and writhed under him while the tingling waves of warmth built in her cunt, rising and falling, rising and falling. She made her hips undulate, swinging her ass up, letting it back, swinging it up, letting it back. Pawan Kumar's face was getting red and he grunted with each cock-stroke.

He lunged against her and lay quivering as his cum spurted hotly in her cunt. His cum pumped over and over, each time a little less than the time before. Finally, it stopped altogether. He pushed himself up on his arms and drew his spent cock out. His prick was limp, but it was still big.

When he lay down beside her, she held his prick in her hand.

"Pramila, I just can't believe it," said Pawan Kumar.

"Can't believe what? "she asked.

"Your cunt is so small, and how it accommodated my big cock, -"asked Pawan Kumar.

"Well, I guess I'm just small all over." She looked down at her hard boobs. "Especially there which are smaller than Paro."

He took one boob in his hand and squeezed it.

"Really, your boobs have a nice shape. "said Pawan Kumar.

"It's sweet of you to say that, Pawan, "her face brightened.

"Do you know, how many times I have cummed during fucking? She asked.

"Twice, I know. I have felt your orgasm falling over my dick when my cock was gripped by the cunt walls, and you hold me very tightly. Being an experienced man, I came to know that you were cumming. It happened twice during fucking," said Pawan Kumar.

Pramila was very much surprised by this fact, and she was staring at him intently thinking what a sexy experienced old man he was with such a huge cock.

"Let us put on our dresses properly, as they may come at any time," said Pawan Kumar.

The time was 4.30 PM.

"I want to sleep for some time," said Pramila.

"OK, then let me roam about the park sometime. Lock the entrance from the inside," said Pawan Kumar, and went outside.

He went nearby the park and walked for some time. After making a round of three times, he felt exhausted and sat on the bench near the grass ground. Then from distance, he could see Santosh, Paro, Urmi, and their children sitting roundly in the middle of the grass field, making chit chat amongst themselves, biting popcorns. He stood up and proceeded towards them. They were surprised to see them.

"Whole day, you people were here!" he asked Santosh.

"No, Sir, all of us went to Alipore Zoo, and just came here one hour before. What happened? Any progress?" asked Santosh.

He decided to tell them a different false story.

"Really! Your sister is very tough, she is an obstinate lady. She is not agreeable for an amicable solution. I tried my best to convince in favor of Urmi but she is very adamant. She doesn't want to take back Urmi to her home town, but I have not lost my hope. For Urmi, only I am not going to my Apartment, tonight anyhow, I have to sort out the problems with your sister, and I am going to stay at your house," said Pawan Kumar.

"Certainly, Sir. You stay tonight, and solve the matter anyhow," replied Santosh in a pleasing tone.

"But, where will I sleep? "asked Pawan Kumar.

"Sir, my sister, the arrogant lady has occupied the entire spare bedroom, and she doesn't want to share her bed with anybody. So, ultimately, myself, Paro, Urmi, and my children, all of us sharing the double bed in my bedroom," said Santosh.

In fact, he planned to fuck Pramila once more in the night. Then he thought if he would fuck her in the spare bedroom, definitely, they could know through the cracks of doors. So, it is better to fuck her on the floor of the drawing-room as there would be no sound.

Pawan Kumar said, "Tonight, anyhow, I have to make this obstinate lady agreeable. Paro, you put a mattress and pillow on the floor of the drawing-room with a clean bedsheet, I will be sleeping on the floor. As usual, you all sleep in your bedroom. I will discuss with your sister till late night in the drawing-room, but please be ensure to close your door from inside properly, and don't come towards drawing room while the discussion is going on because she feels irritated in presence of you all, and she will not discuss further. You know that is the reason why I sent off all of you to outside during the day."

"You are right, my mother is in that kind of nature," supported Urmi.

"Santosh, I have the last option. I will request your sister that let Urmi deliver the baby here, and I will adopt the baby, after all, it is my baby," said Pawan Kumar.

All three, Santosh, Paro, and Urmi were very happy to listen to this proposal and agreed immediately.

Santosh said, "It is the best proposal."

Then all of them returned to the house. There was a complete silence prevailing during the evening. Pramila was confined in the spare bedroom. When dinner was prepared, everybody sat for dinner. Pramila was cautiously looking at Pawan Kumar.

Pawan Kumar winked at Pramila, and said, "Pramila Madam, before going to bed, I want to discuss with you in the drawing-room."

Pramila got the hints, and acted, "OK, Sir. But please remember that I go to bed early so I will give you time up to midnight maximum not beyond that."

Everybody listened silently, but nobody uttered a single word. After dinner, immediately Paro arranged the bed on the floor of the drawing-room. The time was 10.00 PM. Immediately all of them rushed into to bedroom of Santosh and closed securely from inside.

After a few moments, Pawan Kumar saw the light switched off in the bedroom of Santosh. He was eagerly waiting for Pramila. Then Pramila entered with a nightgown, and both of them sat on the mattress on the floor. They tightly embraced and kissed each other.

After a while, Pawan Kumar whispered, "Wait, let me check first whether they have slept or not."

Pawan Kumar walked slowly and put his ears on the door of Santosh's bedroom. He could hear the snoring sounds.

He returned to bed where Pramila was waiting for her. He said in a low voice, "It seems, everybody is in deep sleep."

"Put your finger in my cunt," Pramila whispered, twisting one leg out.

He slipped a middle finger through her outer cunt-lips and pushed against her cunt-slit, twisting his finger back and forth, forcing the warm flesh to part. His finger slipped inside, bringing a little tingling ache with it.

"Oh! I like that, Pawan," she said, wiggling her ass.

He crooked his finger in her cunt, working it all around, said, "Did I touch your clit, Pramila?"

"If you had, I'd have bounced right off here. It's little and hard to find. Here, let me guide you, "she said.

She took his hand, twisted it so the hook of his finger was just inside her cunt-lips, and inched it up toward her rounded belly.

"Oh!" She jerked her hips up, knocking his hand away from her cunt, "Can you find it now?"

"I think so," Pawan Kumar said, slipping his finger back in her cunt, bending the finger, probing just inside her tight pussy-slit.

Her bucking hips knocked his hand away again. It just wasn't working. Pawan Kumar was hitting her clit too hard, making her react violently instead of with warm stimulation. But his cock was turning stiff in her hand, anyway. While his cock was stiff, it was not yet hard enough to fuck into her tight cunt. She could help that process along.

"I'm going to go down on you," Pramila said, "until your cock gets hard."

He looked at her with an expression of awe.

"Pramila! Your mouth is too small for my cock. You're so small all over," he said.

"Oh, don't worry! my mouth will stretch, just like my cunt," Pramila replied.

Pramila pushed herself up and put a leg over him, straddling his shoulders on her knees, facing his up thrust cock. She bent down, bringing her face to his cock. With her lips against the cock-head, the cock-shaft below her eyes was shiny and curved ... and long. His balls were far below her eyes. How could she get this much cock down her throat?

Pramila pushed her mouth down on the prick-head, and her lips stretched wide and stopped. She ran her tongue out, spreading her saliva over the hot cock-meat, making it slippery. Then she nodded her head, forcing herself down harder, and the huge prick-head slipped into her mouth,

leaving her lips stretched around the prick-shaft.

She took a deep breath and nodded her head down, running her lips down the cock-shaft. The cock-knob pushed into her throat, filling the space. She couldn't breathe. Pramila closed her eyes and bobbed her head down, forcing her lips down the big prick, pushing the slippery prick-head back deep in her throat. His cock filled her throat yet continued to slip deeper and deeper. Her nose touched warm flesh, and she opened her eyes. His hairy balls were huge.

She drew her head up, and her lips ran up toward the end of the cock-shaft, and the cock-head slipped from her throat. Her lips tugged at the bulge of the cock-head and she took a deep breath and then ran her lips back down, down all the way until her chin pushed into the hair on his groin.

Up and down, she drew her lips over his big cock. Her long black hair spilled down on his legs, to form a deep pile when she slipped her lips down to his groin, to uncoil from the pile when she drew her mouth up. He groaned and writhed under her and bucked his hips up, helping push his cock deep in her throat. It would be nice to suck his cock until he shot off, she thought. That would be nice, but that wasn't why she was going down on him. Time for that later. She was doing it to make his cock hard, and it was turning harder each time she ran her lips the length of the prick-shaft.

Pramila ran her lips up and worked one side of her mouth off the cock-head, then the other.

"Now it's hard enough. Fuck me!" she commanded.

Pawan Kumar rose on his knees while she lay down and spread her thighs wide. Her cunt was still slippery with her wet juice, his cock entered her easily, forcing her inner cunt-lips to part, fucking deep in her pussy until his hairy groin rested against her little cunt-mound.

He drew his cock back until the head tugged at her slit, then fucked back in deep, bringing a big wave of tingling warmth through her cunt. She braced her feet on the bed and arched her back as she pushed her cunt up to meet his cock-strokes, bringing her belly up to push against his.

His cock drove harder and she lunged up harder, as well. Her whole upper body relaxed with her arms limp over her head, and she whined and writhed under him while the tingling waves of warmth built in her cunt, rising and falling, rising and falling. Her hips flowed up from the mattress like waves, heaving her ass up, letting it fall back, heaving it up, rolling it back.

Then the sensational waves of heat didn't die out between cock-strokes. They built, each one warmer than the one before as her hips rocked up higher to meet him.

"Oh! Oh! "she panted.

Just as the warmth started to die out, he fucked back into her, bringing it higher and higher.

"Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh! "she started whining.

His cock strokes turned harder. She braced her back and held her cunt up for his fuck-thrusts.

"Oooohhh!" again she moaned.

Her cunt-juice flowed as he poised and drove his cock straight into her, and pressed down against her. Hot cum spurted deep in her cunt, burning as it pumped over and over, mixing with her flowing cunt juice. She felt the hot juice of him flowing deeper into her hole. He slipped his arms under her waist and drew her up while she clutched his shoulders.

While the cunt-juice pumped out of her, her legs lost their strength and an empty feeling came to her stomach. She held her belly up against his, relieving the emptiness. Her lips went slack. She lay in his arms, seeing his face above hers, numbly feeling his cock go limp in her cunt. Her arms left his shoulders and she let them collapse limply over her head.

He bent to kiss her, and his strong mouth mashed her lips.

"Pramila, are you okay? "he asked

She tried to answer, to tell him not only was she okay, but that she felt wonderful in his arms, but her lips wouldn't move. She tried to tell him she would enjoy having him hold her this way forever, but all she could do was look vacantly up at his face, watching it show more and more worry. Finally, she managed to draw her lips wide in a smile. He showed relief.

"I'm just fine, Pawan," she said, "God, that was wonderful."

"For a minute, I thought I had hurt you," he said.

"When your old man gives, he gives a hundred percent with his huge cock. Then it takes me a while to recover. I think I have some strength back in my legs now. "she giggled.

When he pulled his arms from under her and drew himself up, his limp cock slipped out of her cunt. His warm hands slipped into the hollows of her waist, then on her hips, then down onto her little pussy-mound where he squeezed her. Releasing the warm flesh, he brushed her thick black cunt-hair up neatly, fully exposing the lips of her pussy.

"Gosh, Pramila," he said after a moment, "I am sure you will get pregnant. Just do one thing, when your period stops, try to get a fuck by your husband by any means, and later inform him that you are pregnant."

Pawan Kumar was very happy that he has already impregnated the daughter, and now the mother is also getting pregnant by him.

The next day morning, while taking coffee, he called Pramila, Santosh, Paro, and Urmi for a brief morning meeting.

He said, "Listen to you all, last night both of us had a serious meeting till midnight. I made a proposal to Mrs. Pramila which she happily accepted. I am ready to adopt Urmi as my daughter. Let her deliver the baby here. After my retirement, I will take Urmi and her baby to Himachal Pradesh where I am going to settle down. Urmi and her baby would be with me forever."

Everybody was happy, and Santosh came forward, and said, "Sir, I cannot forget this kindness ever in my life. I am your slave. I will do whatever you say from this moment."

Pramila forgave her daughter, Urmi, then embraced and kissed her. Pramila expressed her regrets and asked his younger brother Santosh, and sister-in-law, Paro to forgive her for her rudeness and rough behavior. They became a happy family once again. Pawan Kumar left the house of Santosh.
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