India Summer 5, a short story by ClickingTheKeys. Date added: 2010-12-01. Times viewed: 4762.
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- Intro: Lots of licking
Sitting slouched on the beach, Shyam was disinterested in everything. He didn't like how he ended things with Chris, feeling it was cold and selfish. His friends talked to him, patted his shoulders, saying how lucky he was for having crazy sex, trying to encourage him. Praveen tried to cheer him up by telling the group how Shyam made Chris scream over and over in ecstasy. Shyam didn’t stop him, his mind replaying the events as Praveen spoke.
“His cock is so big-“ Praveen grinned when Shyam chuckled and shook his head, still staring at the sand, “that he had to use all of his mighty muscles to push it in!” Some of the guys groaned, most laughed. “Serious! Really! Really!”
The skinny man who witnessed the daytime love scene piped up, “I could not see his dick but I saw her face!” Everyone turned to him, including Shyam. The man smiled proudly on his friend’s behalf, “Rapture. She felt rapture.”
Shyam pulled his knees to his chest and rested the side of his face on one. He asked, “Did you see my face?”
“Yes,” he nodded, “you looked the same as her. But sometimes you looked shocked she was letting you do her.” Everyone laughed, including Shyam, agreeing with the shock part.
Another spoke, “I was shocked she did not choose me.” That started a comedic uproar of tremendous bragging and clever insults. Shyam silently laughed as they puffed up like roosters, flexing, playfully bickering and laughing at themselves.
Praveen leaned close to his friend and said, “I know why it was you.” Shyam eyed him, leery of a joke. “You have a nice ass.” With that he pinched Shyam’s butt. Shyam shoved him, knocking him onto his side as they laughed. Then they watched their buddies and their highly entertaining ego fight.
Shyam’s cell rang, he fumbled it out of Praveen’s bag. Unknown caller flashed but he didn’t hesitate, he hoped.
“Missed my flight.” He immediately got to his feet to get away from his noisy friends to hear her better.
“Oh? Were we late?”
“No,” she hesitated, “didn’t get on.”
He turned around and ran to Praveen who figured who was on the other end. “I will come get you.”
“You won’t have to go far. I’m across the street.” She saw him lift his head and scout for her. “I’m the one in pink.” She could make out his smile.
“Do not move.” Praveen grinned as he watched his friend determinedly stride in direction of the hotel across the street.
I can’t believe I’m doing this.
The sidewalk was busy, Chris stood fast on the curb, as out of the of foot traffic way as possible.
Geez he’s handsome. Beautiful. Did I really just burn up the rest of my vacation to stay? I did. I did. Oh hell, I did and he is soooo worth it.
His grin was wide, hers was nervous. Standing inches in front of her he said, “How?”
“Took the rest of my vacation days.”
“How long?” He was suddenly solemn, wanting to hear a big number.
“Eight-“ he beamed, “more days. But Shyam, you have to go back-“
“You can stay with me. I don’t go back to work for two more days. Then I work four and have the weekend off.” She smiled nervously. “What?”
“Did you know there was some big conference or something going on?” He shook his head. “My hotel is full and so are the other three on this block. Can you help me find a place for the next couple nights? They told me everything was full.”
Taking her hand and picking up her suitcase, he said, “Come.” He loved that she asked for his assistance. She didn’t seem the type who liked asking for help, very independent so Shyam felt honored. Sitting her at a cafe so she could eat dinner, he returned to the beach and gathered his friends. Within the hour they had scoured town and found two different places. Shyam returned with a key, “Would you like to drop off your suitcase?”
The smile on her face was coy, “And then I’ll get on my knees and thank you by making little brother very happy.” Shyam swallowed, he had been hard since the moment he saw her. The walk, although short, seemed to take forever due to the massive growth between his legs.
The moment the door shut behind them Chris was untying his swim trunks and on her knees. “Oh god baby,” he groaned with anticipation, “I thought..I thought it would be ages before I would ever haaaaa- oh god-“ Chris had slipped little brother into her mouth. No kisses or licks- straight to sucking.
She looked up at him, he was already close. She sucked harder and lightly ran her fingernails up his scrotum. He shuddered and she knew the end was near. She then did something she’d never done before and hoped he would like it. Her mouth released him and she jerked his cock, aiming it at her face. Shyam was stunned. This is something he had never dared to do, but here was this woman subjecting herself of her own accord. His body lurched and the first stream hit her chin, she closed her eyes and felt it land on her lip, her cheek, her chin and then the last two hit her hair. Once the flow stopped, she opened her eyes and saw a deeply satisfied and awed man gaping at her.
Eyes locked on his, she kissed his dick and then licked the full length, swooping her tongue around the head. Then her hands sat on her thighs. They were quiet and still.
Chris asked, “Do I have something on my face?” Shyam fell back against the door, his shorts around his ankles, laughing hard enough to bring tears. When he bent to pull up his shorts, he nearly fell. Chris grabbed him and held on until he steadied. Once he found his balance, she went to the bathroom and washed up.
Over and over Shyam repeated her joke, giggling to himself. Chris heard him through the door as she emptied her bladder and washed up.
The look on his face in the span of fifteen seconds was such a sharp contrast so quick that his face should have split in two. I loved that.
She came out and he was sitting on the corner of the bed, grinning widely. She asked, “Well, did you want to go get your stuff?” He waited for her to clarify, he hated misinterpreting things. “I was thinking you’d be staying here, with me.”
“I have something to take care of first.”
Chris scanned the room wondering what he meant, then she looked at him and the smirk on his face said it all. “Oh.” For some reason she blushed and became awkwardly nervous. “Um.”
Shyam approached, “Are you blushing? You are. Oh Chris,” he touched her cheek, “why-“ she shrugged. “Come here.” Hugging her, he quietly spoke, “You have nothing to be nervous about. To be ashamed of, or fear with me. All right?” A long sigh sank her chest, melting her to him. “Better. But I do wish to take care of something first. A very important matter to attend to. Come with me.” Taking the sarong wrapped around her purse strap, he led her to the balcony.
Puzzled, she asked, “What-“
As he undid her capris she anxiously looked around. “Your nudity will not be exposed, except to me.” Chris surveyed the area, five flights up thankfully made them on the top floor. But there were balconies on either side, across the narrow street- everywhere. The few people gathered there were reading, smoking or watching the crowds below.
They are not looking at you. You are nothing to stare at. Shit.
Shyam had tied the sarong around her waist and was tugging her panties down. Kissing her knees he tapped an ankle, she lifted her foot and he slid the garments off her foot and then the other. Kneeling on the tile, his back against the stucco half wall, he pulled her hips toward him.
“Shyam,” she whispered in panic.
“It’s all right baby. No one will see. Just me.” Kissing her thighs his hands guided her feet to stand outside of his knees. Leaning forward, elbows resting on the ledge, Chris gasped when his fingers spread her lips and his tongue poked her clit. Delight made her whimper, pleasing him. “Wider baby.” She moved her feet further apart and his lips connected with that slick flesh. “Mmmm,” he growled, Chris felt faint.
“I- I- oh god Shyam. You..” she inhaled through her teeth when he buried his face, whipping her clit with his tongue while his hands squeezed her ass. The combination of his saliva and her wetness began to descend down her thighs. Instinctively her hand cupped the side of his face, feeling his jaw work. Her thumb slid down his cheek, landing on the corner of his mouth. He turned and gently bit it making her yelp with surprise.
A masculine chuckle rose from her crotch. “Do not try to distract me.”
“I wasn’t,” she smiled, her eyes rolling back. “I wouldn’t want to- oh god.” He nipped her bump and a finger circled her pussy’s gate. The finger slid in and began to rub the lovely inner gland. “Shyam, you..you’re so good.”
Between his tongue and fingers, Chris was on edge. Sensing this brink, Shyam slid another finger inside her and together they pumped the gland. Feeling the urge to urinate and knowing it wasn’t that- Chris let that muscle relax and Shyam found his chin and hand doused with clear fluid.
Enthralled, he stopped, leaned his head back against the wall and sighed, “That is the greatest thing I have ever seen.” Chris moved, closing the sarong and sitting on the chair. Her legs were shaking and her pussy was tender and needed a rest. He crawled over to her, his face like a smug prowling lion, and set his hands on her knees. “One more thing.”
“I’m sore-“ she said with embarrassment.
“No, I want a kiss.”
“Oh.” She leaned forward and felt very relaxed kissing him.
He’s even a great kisser. My last boyfriend was terrible. Jake was great, but this is different. I like Shyam’s.
He kissed down her neck, over the clothed belly and then rested the side of his face on her lap. “I am so glad you are here. I was so angry you left the taxi and as I rode back I was sad.”
“Is that why the sex was a little..”
He lifted his head and looked at her, “I would like to apologize for that. I wanted you and yet was angry with you because you were leaving. I thought it would be better for both of us..” he shook his head, “It was foolish and my temper got the best of me.”
“You have a temper?” She couldn’t fathom it.
“When I feel- caught. No, um..let me think how to..”
“Yes. I don’t like not being able to do something. And do it right.” She smiled at him. “Will you forgive me?”
“Yes.” Relief softened his face. “I wondered why you ditched me and then let your buddies follow you to the beach while you did me-“
“About that,” Shyam shook his head. “I didn’t know until they were there until we were nearly finished.”
“But you were so nonchalant about it.”
“I was..I was actually glad Praveen had taped it. I wanted to watch it and see your face. To keep a token of..”
She covered that very face with her hands and groaned, “And?”
“Only I watched it that night. Several times. I couldn’t believe that I was..that we were fucking in public. That I had sex with you. That I made you react the way I did. Praveen erased it on my request. No one else watched-“
“But they saw the live show.”
“I had a choice, either chase them away or keep having sex with you.” He bit a smile, “I chose the second option.”
“Okay, that’s out of the way.” The earlier apprehension she had was gone. “Now what?”
“And then?” The naughty smile on his face said it all.
I’m so glad I stayed.
To be continued…
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