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6:30 AM on a Saturday morning. The sunrises from the east, as a yellow hue engulfs the city of Colombo, the Commercial Capital of Sri Lanka.
Sandya wakes up in Room 223 of the Cinnamon Grand Hotel. She looks to her left as she sits up on the bed and stretches her arms. Jameel sleeps next to her; he stirs on his side of the bed, still half asleep. She takes her legs out from under the covers and sits on the side of the bed facing the large window.
“Good morning beautiful!” said Jameel, laying on bed and stretching.
“Good morning” replied Sandya, looking back at him and mouthing a kiss in Jameel’s direction.
“Did you sleep well?” Jameel asked, sitting up and pulling himself up to lean against the headboard.
“Yes, I did!” she answered, “This bed is so comfortable, I slept like a log!”
Sandya hopped off the bed and got to her feet. She took a few steps towards the window but stopped and turned back around to face Jameel who was turning on the TV.
“I really enjoyed last night.” she said. She felt a little shy standing there naked, so she folded her hands across her breasts and crossed her legs.
“Dinner was perfect!” she continued. “… and the sex…” she paused, biting her lips and making eye contact with Jameel, “… the sex was amazing!”
“The pleasure was all mine!” said Jameel as he too started to get out of bed. His morning wood making an appearance as he came out from under the covers.
Sandya’s eye darted towards his erection.
”Looks like someone is ready for round 2!” she exclaimed, giggling like a schoolgirl.
”Is there anything else for me to do with it when I have a woman as beautiful as you naked in front of me?” asked Jameel in a joking tone.
Jameel walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her; Sandya felt safe in his arms. She relaxed and hugged him back. His erection throbbing against her stomach. They share a kiss. Followed by another, and another as Jameel moved his hands down to her buttocks and began squeezing them.
“Put your arms around my neck and hold tight.” Jameel instructed Sandya.
Sandya did as she was told, just as Jameel moved his hands swiftly to the back of her thighs and lifted her off her feet. Instinctively, Sandya tightened her grip around his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist and held on to him. Jameel hugged her tight and kept them both in balance. They started kissing again, more passionately than they had before as Jameel turned around and slowly took a few steps back towards the bed.
They Collapse onto the bed. Jameel quickly got back to his feet and grabbed Sandya by her legs and pulled her towards the edge of the bed. Before she could react, he was already opening up her legs that were bent at the knees.
Sandya felt herself get wet instantly. Jameel was different today, unlike last night, where he took his time and they had passionate sex. He wanted her; she wanted him to want her, and she wanted him to know that she wanted him too. She did so by grabbing her knees and holding them in the spread-out position that he wanted her to be in.
Jameel grabbed his cock and stroked it twice and positioned himself so that his cock head was ready to penetrate Sandya’s wet pussy. Once his cock head popped into her pussy, he leaned forward, placed his hands on the bed and shifted his weight onto them. The height of the bed was perfect for him to penetrate her in this position. He slowly pushed his cock into her, and she whimpered in pleasure. bursa eskort He pulled out of her when he reached the maximum depth; and began pumping her.
As he picked up the pace and got into a good rhythm, the sound of his pelvis slapping against hers keeping the beat, Sandya fell into a trance of pleasure. Her legs stayed open when she let go of her knees and raised her arms up over her head on the bed. Her eyes were closed but her mouth was open.
“Aahaaa… “Aahaaa… “Aahaaa… “Aahaaa… “Aahaaa…” she moaned each time he rammed into her.
Jameel was on a mission, he wanted to ruin her. He knew that he would never meet Sandya again and he wanted to make sure he had his way with her.
He slowed down and stopped. While his cock was embedded deep inside her, he grabbed her arms and pulled her towards him. He placed her arm on his shoulders and began to squat slightly pulling her into his arms.
“Hold on to me!” he said, as he put his arms around her as if hugging her and pulled her onto him.
“OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!! OH MY GOD!!” yelped Sandya, as Jameel stood up on his feet. He bent his legs a little to allow her body to rest on his thighs. She kept hugging him around his neck, while he lowered his grip and hugged her around her waist in what sexpositions.club refers to as
2, the “Workout” position.
Jameel let Sandya get accustomed to his big black cock penetrating her in this position, he could feel her shaking. She gripped him tightly with her hands and legs and burred her head in his neck breathing heavily. He then slowly moved his hands down to her buttocks, grabbed her firmly and gave her a little pressure indicating her to start riding him.
She used the grip she had around his neck and lifted herself up along his cock and fell back down on it. She repeated this again, changing her grip slightly as she learnt how to maneuver herself in this position.
It was quite a workout, but she got the hang of it and started enjoying impaling herself on his cock. Though she was not able to ride the full length of his cock, the penetration from this position was much better; it was the deepest that any cock had penetrated her ever…
“Oh My God… yes… this feels so good…” she moaned as she rode him.
After a while, she took a break. Her weight fully on Jameel’s thighs, and his cock deep inside her. They began to kiss as she tried to catch her breath.
Jameel started to turn in place. Sandya quickly hugged him as she was afraid they would fall. As her turned, she saw them in the mirror. Her fair skinned arms and legs wrapped around the athletic body of a black man. And it was the first time she got a proper look at his butt. She thought it looked perfect! She continued to look at their reflection in the mirror as Jameel finished his turn and positioned himself to sit on the bed.
Once seated, she remained straddling him in the “Merger” position, grinding on his cock, and then spending some time bouncing up and down the length of his cock as Jameel kissed her neck and breasts.
“Can you turn around and sit on me?” Jameel asked.
“mhmmm…” she said, as she grinned her pelvis on his crotch. She pulled herself off him and got to her feet.
“Shall we try out that chair?” asked Sandya, pointing at the luxurious Champagne colored High Wing Back Armchair stationed in the corner of the room next to the large Window.
“Of course!” replied Jameel in earnest. He quickly got onto his feet, bursa bayan escort held Sandya by the hand and lead her towards the armchair; though it was just five or six steps away from where she was standing.
The room did not have a balcony. To compensate it had a very large sealed window. Two sets of curtains ran in front of it; a White sheer curtain on the outside, and a thick Brown Oxford Panel curtain on the inside that matched the theme of the room.
Sandya’s heart began to beat faster as they approached the armchair. The thick curtains were fully opened, and it was only the sheer curtain that barely obstructed the view for someone looking into their room.
Jameel sat on the edge of the armchair. He kept his legs together. Sandya turned around, placed her legs on either side of his, and began to sit on his lap. She reached in between her legs and grabbed Jameel’s cock and guided it into her as she lowered herself onto his lap. With his cock deep inside her, she rested her palms on his knees and tilted her body slightly forward. Jameel caressed her breasts with one hand and rubbed her clit with the other as he to leaned back against the back of the chair.
“Mmmmmm… Mmmmmm… Mmmmmm… ” went Sandya as she slowly began to get into a rhythm of ride him. She took her time, enjoying his cock slipping in an out of her. Her lover alternated caressing her breasts as she rode him; occasionally leaning forward and kissing her back and shoulders.
Jameel, began to spread his legs.
“Bring your legs together.” he told her moving his hands to her waist to help her keep her balance and pulling both of them a bit deeper into the chair. She placed her hands on the arm rests, lifted her legs, and brought them together assuming the ‘Fairy” position. Once her feet were planted on the ground, she started riding him again, lifting her buttocks off his crotch and slamming it back down. His cock felt even bigger now, and it took her a few strokes to get used to it; but she was in a world of pleasure. Before long she was enthusiastically bouncing on his crotch, his cock piercing deep into her pussy and hitting all the good spots.
Again, the room echoed with Sandya’s moans and the rhythmic slapping of her buttocks against his crotch.
The fact that he was fucking another man’s wife was an even bigger turn on for Jameel now that they were by the window. He was super excited, and he wanted to fill her up with cum like he did last night, but he wanted it to be more exciting.
Jameel tightened his grip around Sandya’s waist and pulled her down on his crotch and held her in place. He sat up and wrapped his arms around her.
“I want to fuck you against the window!” stated Jameel.
“What??” asked Sandya in surprise, a bushel of excitement in her chest.
“I want to fuck you against the window!” Jameel repeated.
“Are you serious?” Sandya asked again, a hint of fear tainting her excitement.
“Yes!” replied Jameel. “Stand up! I want people to see me fucking you!” as he pushed her to her feet.
Sandya got to her feet and looked out the window; she scanned the outside more cautiously this time. They were on the 2nd floor and the window overlooked the entrance of the hotel. The Galle Road, a main road in Colombo, was a good two – three hundred meters away. The security barricades were closed and a security guard sat in his outpost. There was very little movement outside in the front lawn bursa ucuz escort of the hotel, as it was still early in the morning,
“Put your hands against the window!” commanded Jameel. He noticed that Sandya was a bit pensive, and it turned him on even more.
But to his surprise, she followed his order. She spread her legs and placed her hands against the window as if she were about to be frisked by a Police officer. Jameel positioned himself behind her and ran his hands along her body starting from her shoulders down to her hips. Sandya arched her back and pushed her buttocks towards him, as he lowered his body and guided his cock towards her pussy. He rubbed his cock head on her pussy lips struggling to find the opening, he couldn’t see from this angle. Sandya raced between her legs with one hand and helped him. She got back to her frisking position when his cock head popped into her pussy.
Jameel pushed his cock deep into her, grabbing her tightly by her waist. Sandya was pushed forward as well, she bent her arms and leaned against the window standing on her toes. The sheer curtain brushed against her nipples, as Jameel started with slow deep strokes.
“Open the curtain.” Jameel whispered in Sandya’s ear, now hugging her, and taking her weight onto his body.
Sandya paused for a moment. She both wanted and didn’t want to do it.
“Open the curtain” Jameel coaxed her, as he continued to whisper in her ear mixing in a few kisses on her neck. “I want people to see me fucking this beautiful wife.”
Jameel realized the cliché of what he had just said. But then, Sandya began to fumble with the curtain, searching for the opening.
Sandya drew the curtains apart as far as her arms could reach. She couldn’t believe what was doing. Standing naked as if in a showcase, her lover’s cock buried in her pussy ready to fuck her. Her heart raced and she was filled with quite a different feeling of excitement that she didn’t know how to explain.
“Good Girl” complemented Jameel, still whispering in her ear. He leaned forward, onto her, and repositioned his hands to grab her by the waist. Sandya brought her hands back to her side and leaned against the window.
Jameel began to pull his cock out of her and push it back in. Slowly getting into a rhythm. As he increased the frequency of his stroke so did the force in which he rammed into her. This pushed Sandya further towards the window. She turned her face to the side as her cheek and her breasts pressed against the window.
“Oooh… yes… Ooooh… Ooooh… yes…” moaned Sandya. She was lost in a sea of pleasure as she slipped into the fucking mood that she had been in the night before.
“Oh My God! Yes! Yes!” she yelped as Jameel picked up the pace.
“Yes! Yes! Yes! ummmmh… Yes! Yes!” she continued as she began to tear approaching her climax.
“Oh My God! Fuck me! Yes! Yes! Fuck me!!” she screamed as Jameel fucked her vigorously pumping his hot cum deep into her pussy.
“Oh my God!” she exhaled, one last time, as Jameel pulled his cock out of her. She was trying hard to catch her breath.
Sandya turned around and hugged Jameel. He hugged her back and kissed her on top of her head.
Still in his embrace, she looked up at him with her teary eyes. He leaned in and kissed her.
“Thank you!” she said half smiling and half crying.
“You don’t need to thank me.” replied Jameel, ”Trust me, I enjoyed this as much as you!” he added, tapping her butt cheek.
Sandya giggled, wiping tears off her eyes.
”Come, let’s have a shower and go have some breakfast” suggested Jameel.
“That sounds good.” answered Sandya. “I’m really hungry now!” she added.
They laughed as Jameel took Sandya’s hand and lead her to the bathroom.
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