1. A Taste of What's to Come Part 3


    Date: 10/4/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Ass to mouth, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Straight Sex, Extreme, Group Sex, Hardcore, Teen, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Scatology, Group Sex, Author: Feynman15, Source: sexstories.com

    We heard the car, it was all too familiar to both of us. Sangeetha was early for some reason. Sweat started to well upon my forehead. My heartbeat increased, and a total wave of panic flooded over me. I clumsily threw my pants back on, put my shirt on backwards, inside-out socks, a total frickin' mess. And my eyes darted, in desperate search of a place to hide. Ananya was freaking out, swearing like a sailor returned to shore, when we both heard the sound of plastic rolling on the driveway asphalt. Ananya took a huge sigh. "The recycling." That gave us at least five minutes. Plenty. Ananya gave me a wide smile of relief, and after peaking out the window to make sure that Sangeetha was taking her sweet time with the recycling bin, I pushed Ananya down to her knees and gave her a few thrusts into the back of her throat with my still hard cock. "Oh yeah," I moaned. "You like getting your face fucked while your mom is home?" She muffled some words. I'm pretty sure there was a "Yes" in there. I pulled out and spanked her ass, and we sauntered down to the dining room table. Books open, pencils out, and we both kept messing around, slapping asses, pinching each other...almost as if we wanted to get caught. The door opened a few minutes later and I greeted Sangeetha as I always did. Talking to her mom, locked in tutor-mode, I could see Ananya drunkenly daggering me with those eyes. I don't think she was in love with me, but I wasn't certain. We went through the motions and I put my ...
    shoes back on as I headed out the door and off to my next session. Ananya met me outside. "Wow," she said. "You know it's less safe out here than it is in there. Indian parents looking at us from all directions," I said. She laughed. "You know, I'm supposed to see 22 Jump Street with Jodie. But she's sick. Mom doesn't know though..." This girl. Putting me in a state of an endless erection. I was surprised I could still teach kids anything with the lack of blood in my brain. "What kind of time does that buy you?" I asked. "3 hours." "Quite a lot can be done in 3 hours," I said. Ananya played with her hair. "Meet me at the park over on Keller?" "8?" I asked. "9," she said. I got in my car and drove off, my mind racing a mile a minute. What was I going to do with her tonight? What hadn't we already done? I bit my nails in nervous anticipation, and got a whiff of her tangy Indian ass. It was out of this world. The nectar of the frickin' gods. And yeah, I know it was ass. But it drove me crazy. I couldn't help myself. And as I spent the rest of the day working, all I could really do is play out the story in my mind of how I was going to get another taste later that night. Around 8:55pm I pulled up to the corner of Parker and Keller. I had no more nails to bite. My palms were drenched. There was little to see; the dim moonlight upon the grass, a single lamppost lighting up the block. After a few minutes, emerging from the darkness was a tall Indian girl wearing tight white pants and ...
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