The Smell Of Lust -Part 2 (Meena’s Mating Ritual)

Disclaimer: This is a fictional story based on certain real-life incidents. Any similarity to anyone, alive or dead, is purely coincidental.

‘I want you inside me,’ Meena said seductively. Their bodies were so tightly pressed against each other. They could feel the energy emanating from each other.

Tarak planted a gentle kiss on her neck, making her moan. The neck was always her sensitive spot. Her eyes closed shut while gripping his back neck tightly with her left palm, while her right palm held onto his thick arm. She had entirely submitted to his masculinity.

While passionately licking her neck, Tarak undid the first few buttons of her dark pink collared shirt. He slid the collar to either side and pecked her from her chin to her bust. She drove her hand inside his black t-shirt to feel his fit body. Her hands rubbed across his back inside the t-shirt.

He lifted his arms, looking at her pink cheeks. ‘You can undress me,’ he said as she pulled out his t-shirt, blushing. Meena started at his upper body. He was not muscular but fit. He had a chest chair, which, for some reason, she found attractive.

She hugged him tightly to feel his heartbeat, but she could also feel his manhood growing within his pants. ‘Please be gentle with me,’ she whispered, permitting him to go nuts on her. His hands slid down to her peach-shaped ass, he kneading them while her lips roamed around his chest.

He traced the edge of the black trousers and moved his fingers to the button just below her belly. Meena was a plus-sized lady but he seemed to be fascinated by her voluptuous beauty. He smiled at her and locked his lips with her.

She was so mad with hormones running through her veins she almost sucked out his tongue. Meanwhile, he undid the buttons and unzipped the trousers, then slowly peeled it down over her ass.

Meena obliged by loosening herself. The trousers slid down as soon as they crossed her thick thighs. He slapped the ass so hard it made a loud smack along with her moans. Her eyes started straight at his eyes. He cupped each of her plumpy heart-shaped butts.

She had a high cut blue panties inside. When he placed his thumb on the elastic edges, she stopped licking his nipples and neck and whispered, ‘It’s been some time since I waxed there.’ Tarak smiled and kissed her passionately for a few seconds.

‘I can smell how much you want me between your legs. I don’t mind the hair.’

Meena was surprised but also turned on as Tarak kneeled. He held her waist and kissed across her belly, lifting her blue slip. He started peeling her panties, licking her belly button.

‘Baby, you are soaked already,’ Tarak said as he rolled the panties to her knees. Meena was shocked. She hadn’t ever been called something so silly yet so romantic.

‘Tarak, I haven’t had proper sex since my divorce,’ she said, kicking away the wet panties to a corner. She pushed him away and walked semi-naked from the hall. Her butt shook with every step, he followed her and hugged her from behind.

‘Let me make you feel like a woman again.’

Meena felt his boner rubbing against her ass.

‘I am way out of shape, and the age factor still bugs me’ She turned around but failed to resist kissing his cheeks.

‘I don’t even remember how sex felt like,’ she said, planting a kiss on his forehead.

He grabbed her thigh and kissed her neck. ‘You are wet for me. That’s all I need now.’

‘Take me to your bedroom,’ he said, kissing again. She pulled her lips from him and guided him to her cosy bedroom. It had a queen-sized bed in a corner. She turned around and started kissing him madly again while walking backwards to the bed.

He stopped kissing and pushed her to the bed.

‘I can’t get enough of your lips,’ she moaned.

‘I want the other lips now,’ he said, kneeling as he grabbed her thighs.

‘Please don’t. I am not even trimmed,’ but then her words ended with a sigh as he kissed the upper labia. Meena was a dusky lady. She had chocolate brown skin, and her labia was long and wet. Her hairs were prominent over the skin, but that wasn’t going to stop him.

He tilted his head and lip locked on her labia, she shivered. He didn’t have to do much, just licking her labia coupled with sucking the clit was enough to get her flowing. Slowly he parted her labia and planted her tongue on the hole while his thumb pressed against her clit.

He continued rubbing his tongue and tapping the clit, making her groan and moan like an animal in heat. Her thighs held his face together. She kept groaning and sighing. Her breaths were getting deeper and longer. Meena was having an explosion between her legs.

‘Tarak, please be gentle. It’s been a long time for me,’ She let out words in between her moans, and she orgasmed with a quiver. Her belly quivered and tightened, and then, letting out a deep moan, she said, ‘Baby, I am all yours.’

Tarak got up, watching bits of white fluid leaking out of her pussy. He laid down right next to her and kissed her cheeks. Meena spread her legs wide and touched herself down there. She giggled as she felt the mess she made on the bed.

‘Tarak, thank you’ She kissed him back on his cheeks then wiped off her juices from his chin.

‘I haven’t done this for years. I am tired. I feel like my heart will explode.’

Tarak slid his hand under her neck and pulled her to his chest. ‘Let’s sleep then,’ he hugged her and planted a kiss on her forehead.

That night changed Meena into a wild animal. She slept against his chest, but it was also the beginning of a beautiful relationship.

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