Chapter 143: Taking Responsiblity (R-18)
The weight of Aisha’s body settled over Rohit’s right leg, her nipples hardening as they dragged across his skin.
She arched her back like a cat in heat and wrapped her soft hands around his hardening cock.
Aisha’s tongue moved out, sliding along his semi-erect cock as if savoring the most delicious al.
She coated every inch with glistening saliva before moving lower, pressing gentle kisses to his balls.
One by one she took them into her warm mouth, sucking softly, hollowing her cheeks with almost worshipful hunger.
Returning to his now-throbbing cock head, she swirled her tongue in maddening circles against the sensitive underside of his skin.
Rohit felt a guttural shiver deep within his chest from the teasing sensation.
She enveloped his dick in half and began bobbing down in rhythmic motion.
Her hands worked in tandem—one stroking the remaining length while the other gently massaged his heavy balls.
"Cock-hungry slut," Rohit growled, fisting her hair as he guided her deeper. "Still not satisfied?"
Aisha pulled back with a reluctant pull, her mouth a string of saliva connecting her lips to his glistening cock. "You ruined ," she panted, her fingers plunging into her dripping pussy. "This monstrous cock has made
addicted. And now it’s ti for you to take responsibility..."
As if to prove her point, she opened her watery mouth wide, taking his dick deep into her throat. Her throat constricted around his girth as her tongue extended to flick against his balls.
Rohit pushed her deeper, thrusting brutally into her willing mouth. "And I’ve never shied away from responsibility."
Even with her mouth stretched to accommodate him, she could take only a few inches. Rohit felt the exquisite tightness of her throat squeezing his shaft as her tongue created a silken passage along his length.
He pressed her head down with his left hand until her lips t his base, while his right hand molded her hanging breasts, squeezing and reshaping them.
Blood surged through his cock, throbbing violently as Aisha’s eyes watered with tears.
She tapped his thigh desperately for air, and only then did he allow her to pull back, gasping and coughing. "Haah... are you trying to kill ?" she complained between ragged breaths. "Why so sudden?"
Rohit smirked as he patted her head. His toes found her slick folds, assaulting her pussy with teasing strokes that made her blush and breadth heavy.
As if thrilled by his words, Aisha’s eyes sparkled with fresh hunger. She closed her eyes and took him deeper, bobbing faster, forcing more of his thick cock into her throat with wet, filthy gagging sounds.
Gluck... gluck... gluck.
"That’s it, my personal whore," Rohit growled, voice low and rough. "Let
help you."
He cupped her throat with one hand, feeling her pulse racing under his fingers, and used his left hand for leverage. Tilting his hips, he began drilling into her mouth with deep, relentless strokes.
Gawk... Gawk... Gawk...
Aisha’s eyes widened, tears spilling freely down her cheeks, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she dug her nails into his thighs, holding on as he fucked her throat with brutal precision. She could feel his cock throbbing harder, swelling against her tongue as his climax approached.
"Take it, cousin," Rohit grunted, abs flexing with every thrust. "Show
how much that greedy throat can handle."
His breathing grew ragged. His body tensed.
"Fuck, Aisha... your mouth-pussy is gonna milk my cock dry. Here it cos—"
With one final, deep thrust, he buried himself as far as she could take him and exploded. Thick ropes of cum pulsed down her throat in powerful spurts.
Splurt... splurt... splurt...
Aisha swallowed greedily, her throat convulsing around his shaft, milking every drop. When he finally pulled out, she gasped for air, licking her swollen lips with a satisfied hum.
"Mmm... I like your cum taste," she murmured, still licking and cleaning his cock with long, sensual strokes of her tongue. "But next ti... I want it all over my face."
Rohit smirked, his chest still heaving. He slid his hands under her arms and pulled her up his body until she straddled his chest, her soft, heavy breasts pressing warmly against him. She looked down into his eyes, flushed and glowing.
"Greedy little girl," he said with a low chuckle, cupping her face tenderly. His thumbs brushed away the tears on her cheeks. "You’re incredible, you know that? I can cum in rows for you."
Aisha smiled shyly, then pouted. "Stop it, jerk... or I’ll really fall in love with you."
Rohit gripped her chin and pulled her down into a deep, slow, lingering kiss. When they finally parted, Aisha buried her face in his chest, hiding her expression.
"Stop kissing
like that," she whispered, voice soft and embarrassed. "It makes
feel weird."
Rohit chuckled warmly and squeezed her plump ass with both hands, kneading the soft flesh possessively. "Can’t help it, baby. You look too cute when you’re blushing."
Annoyed yet clearly aroused, Aisha turned over on top of him so her back pressed flush against his chest. She wiggled her ass teasingly against his semi-hard cock and muttered, "Aren’t you enjoying too much?" Then she added, "And stop flirting... I know you too well."
She grabbed his hands and boldly placed them on her soft, full breasts. "I know you love my boobs and ass. So feel them properly... and fuck ."
Reaching down between her legs, she wrapped her fingers around his semi-hard cock and started stroking him with firm, eager movents, quickly bringing him back to full, throbbing hardness.
"I want it so fucking bad, Rohit..." she breathed, voice needy and impatient.
"Then be a good girl and grind on it first," he growled against her ear, squeezing her tits hard.
"Tch... so demanding," she clicked her tongue, but obeyed eagerly. She pressed her soft thighs together around his thick shaft and started sliding her wet pussy along his length, coating him with her juices.
Rohit groaned, licking and biting her neck while kneading her breasts. "I’m ready. Are you?"
Aisha’s cheeks burned. Without a word, she lined up his cock and slowly sank down, taking him deep into her dripping pussy while still lying back against his chest.
"Fuck... you feel so good," Rohit groaned, one hand supporting her arched back so she could move better.
Aisha bit her lip and started rolling her hips, grinding deep and slow at first. But her hunger quickly took over. She planted her hands on the mattress and pushed herself up into proper reverse cowgirl, slamming her ass down hard on his cock.
"Like this?" she moaned loudly, bouncing faster. Her round ass rippled and clapped against him with every drop.
Rohit slapped her ass hard. "Ride
just like that, you dirty little cousin."
"Yes! I’m loving it!" she cried, bouncing wildly. "Fuck
harder, Rohit!"
"Shit... your pussy feels so fucking good," he grunted, thrusting up to et her, pounding her from below.
Aisha’s bouncing grew erratic and desperate. Her moans turned louder and sharper as her second orgasm hit her hard.
"I’m cumming... Rohit... I’m cumming again!" she cried out.
Her pussy clamped down tightly around his cock as hot squirt gushed out, soaking his thighs and the bedsheet. Her legs shook violently. She lost balance and fell forward, collapsing onto his legs while panting heavily.
Rohit didn’t let her rest. He quickly sat up, grabbed her hips from behind and pulled her ass up high. He thrust back into her soaked pussy in one smooth motion.
"Fuuuck..." Aisha moaned loudly, face buried in the mattress. "It’s so deep like this... ahh... Rohit, please slow down a bit..."
Rohit groaned in pleasure, gripping her soft waist as he started fucking her with long, powerful strokes from behind. Her round ass rippled beautifully every ti his pelvis slapped against her. He could feel her pussy still twitching and fluttering from her orgasm.
But Aisha’s arms quickly gave out. She couldn’t hold herself up anymore and slowly flattened down onto her stomach.
Rohit followed her down imdiately.
He lay completely on top of her, his chest pressed against her back, his weight pinning her to the bed. His cock stayed buried deep inside her as he continued thrusting deeper with slow, heavy strokes — grinding and churning her insides with every move.
"Oh my god... Rohit..." Aisha whimpered helplessly into the pillow. "It’s hitting so deep... I can feel you in my belly... ahh... too much..."
Rohit buried his face in her neck, kissing and biting her skin while his hips kept moving in a steady, dominant rhythm. The position made every thrust feel incredibly deep and intimate. He could feel her pussy squeezing him tightly with every stroke.
"I’m close, baby," he growled into her ear.
Aisha’s voice broke into a panicked whine. "No... Rohit, please! Don’t cum inside... not today... I’m begging you!"
But Rohit chuckled lowly, still thrusting deep and hard. "Shh, relax," he teased against her ear, nipping her lobe. "I brought extra pills. Just let
fill this greedy little pussy up, my dear cousin."
"Rohit... wait— ahh!" she begged helplessly beneath him.
With a deep groan, Rohit buried himself as deep as possible and started cumming hard.
Thick, hot ropes of cum flooded her pussy in powerful spurts. He kept grinding slowly, making sure every drop stayed deep inside her.
Aisha moaned and complained weakly, "ahh! I told you not to cum inside... you never listen..."
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