Boss awakes Wild-horny side of Amulya – Part 6

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Amulya usually takes a long time to orgasm. He stopped his finger fucking halfway, making her angry. He clumsily hurried to push his jack cock into her. Amulya widens her thighs apart. She holds her Boss’s hair firmly, “Hey, lick my pussy clean.”

She goes viral, calling him in singular, ordering him to suck her pussy. She drags his head with his hair between her milky, hefty thigh. “Lick me. Lick me clean.” The moment his face moved closer with his warm breath hitting her pussy. She tilts her head backwards, enjoying the moment.

In the flow of the temptation, he obeys her orders. He parts her flared pussy lips with his index and thumb very slowly. He licks with his tongue, driving to her clitoral hood, cleaning the salty wetness with a single lick. Like a dog, he hungrily sucked her pussy longer.

Her pussy had this sensation for the first time because her husband had never given her this thrill with his tongue. She moaned louder in pleasure, massaging the hairs of her Boss. Her Boss licked quicker with her louder moans. Amulya was nearing the peak of her pleasure.

Her mind now craved his cock and harder bangs to shoot her orgasm. She was hornier and badly needed his cock into her now. She hurriedly pushes him onto the floor and climbs on top of him. She carefully positions his thick dark cock into her pussy and sits, driving his cock deep into her, “Ahh, Boss.”

In her wild, Amulya humps, slowly moving her pussy in and out of his cock. Boss grabs her soft boobs and squeezes them, “Ah, Amulya, these boobs.” He tries to rub his face on her hefty boobs, which shoot as she rides his cock. Her Boss sweating profusely, releases cum into her much before her orgasm.

His dick loses the erection. She is on the verge of her climax. To tempt his cock, She runs her soft hands over his cock and balls. She even sucks his balls. Both sweating. She sleeps beside him, hugging tightly with her hefty boobs pressed onto his body.

She sleeps, waiting for his cock to get ready for that hard fuck she was desperate off. She felt neglected and fooled when he started dressing up. She even asks him, “We can stay some more time.” He shakes his head and continues to wear his clothes.

She leaves disappointed when he never shows interest in banging her again for her climax. She never reveals her dissatisfaction. She smiled, showing she was satisfied with the bitterness in her mind. She denies her Boss’s offer for a ride home. She reaches home thirsty.

That night, she successfully seduces her husband to fuck her. The moment her husband pushes his cock in a missionary, her mind remembers her Boss. Closing her eyes, she calls for the first time, “Harder. Harder. Please.” Her husband couldn’t go beyond her Boss, leaving her frustrated.

With continued disappointment, She sleeps with her desires awake and incomplete. Amulya was on the edge of the seat to get a proper fuck from a man, which couldn’t be fulfilled by neither her husband nor her Boss.

The next day, Amulya roams wild in search of that good fuck. Monday morning, she wears a tight T-shirt with her sexy spongy boobs on display. She wears tight jeans with her ass sticking.

Amulya applies some red lipstick and sprays perfume. She steps out of the house with the routine stare from her husband with no appreciation. She uses public transport, boarding the bus. Her eyes scan for lusty men.

She could notice some lusty eyes scanning her assets. Happily, she tries to make eye contact with a particular man. Damn, he got pissed off when she gave hints. She walks into the office with a dead stare from the watchman.

She walks right into her cabin with no interest in impressing her Boss. She hated him for leaving her raw. Hungry eyes of a few young boys eyed her in her office. But no one dared to make eye contact with her eyes.

She annoyedly scrambles through the files and emails in her display. After a while, her Boss walks into her cabin wide-mouthed. She smiles and ignores his attention. She pushed his hand away, which tried to brush her navel.

Her mind is corrupted. Her thoughts are running the sequence of activities she did from the morning. She shakes her head, thinking how naive she was. She decided she needed something anonymous with no strings. That is where I come in.

Amulya scrolled through the chat and informed me of the meeting. After the initial chats, I had to ignore her. She was wasting my time with no plans of meeting. It’s been 2 weeks since we stopped chatting.

I checked the message in the evening. The reply to my. “Hi” message from her was, “Madhan, Can you fuck me hard?” She then said, “I want this to be anonymous and one time only.” I replied, “I am dying to fuck you from the moment I saw your picture.”

After seeing her picture, I wanted to taste her. She was very pretty. Fair skin, Shapely assets, heavy boobs, and protruding eye-provoking ass cheeks. She had cat eyes, which were prominent with bubbly cheeks.

Her structure can be compared with the actress Nivedha Pethuraj. Her sweet voice while she audio-messaged me was sweet. Her voice messages, calling my name, and kissing nonstop were seductive. (Madhan, this is for you. Muah Muah Muah. Hope you like them.)

Hearing that voice message always made my cock upright. Amulya told, “You got to follow my plan if you are serious to fuck me.” We spoke, and she explained all the events leading to that point (my lucky point).

She told with her sweet voice, “I want my pussy to get drenched and shoot every drop of the juice while I orgasm. I need this at a particular place. The place where I was left dry. The place where these sleepless desires awoke. my Boss’s cabin.” I asked, “How is that possible?”

She explained the plan. That same weekend, Friday. I dressed up in all formal attire with formal shoes. I stepped into the reception to get an entry pass into the office. Her office was at Koramangala in a multi-floor commercial space.

Her company occupied 3 floors starting from floor 4. Amulya’s working space was on the 5th floor. Amulya convinced her Boss that she wanted a one-day internship for a student who is her distant relative.

Hope my lovely readers are enjoying this plot. Until next time.