Shraddha kapoor - an odessey of sex

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After less than a minute of tweaking between her fingers, the first nipple was fully erect, and she transferred her attentions to its cute pink twin. She needed even less time to turn this one into a duplicate of the first, and Shraddha could already feel small waves of pleasure rippling through her body from the places she was fondling herself. Her right hand had been stroking her entire pussy, and some lubricating had occurred, but not enough for her to insert the dildo yet. 




But it was enough for Shraddha to start playing with her clit. She moistened her fingers with some of her juices, gently pinched the little morsel, which was starting to become swollen, between folds of her inner lips and started to slowly stroke herself. Almost immediately, the familiar connection was made between her clit and her nipples, with the currents of pleasure forming a three cornered path, and her succulent body began squirming on top of her bed. 

"Ooooo, Tiger, I love that," she murmured to her distant lover. "Keep doing that; it feels soooo good!" 

As her clit and pussy lips swelled from her arousal and became more sensitive, Shraddha's touch started to feel even better, with her movements becoming more animated. It was time to start using the bigger of the two dildos, so she reached beside her pillow, where it was waiting for her. After her natural lubrication was spread, she held the toy in her right hand while the fingers of her left hand held her lips apart. With one firm thrust, the head of the dildo wedged into the soft pink hole where it was so urgently wanted and needed. 

Ahhhhhh," she sighed, and closed her eyes, so she could imagine Big Tiger's familiar face, with its curly brown hair and toothy grin above her. "Mmmm," Shraddha murmured happily as she eased an inch of the plastic shaft into her pussy. 

She stopped there, to let her body adjust to the big intruder and to revel in the waves of pleasure that were reverberating through her body. Although she had been getting her pussy regularly crammed by cock, she was still tight, and the toy was slightly thicker than the real thing. After a minute of exquisite pleasure, Shraddha eased another inch of the dildo into the pink place that lusted for it. She could feel her pussy lubricating, a delightful sensation, but nowhere near as good as her climax would be, and even that was little more than a pale imitation of the orgasms she had gotten used to from Tiger's real cock. 




Still keeping her eyes closed, the better to picture her lover's face above her, she pushed most of the rest of the toy into her pussy. As he liked to do with her, Shraddha left it there for a minute, before slowly drawing most of it back out. With just the mushroom-shaped head still inside, she paused, but only briefly, before plunging the dildo all the way back inside herself, with intense waves of joy radiating from its entire path. This time, she drove the toy all the way in, so her fingers were pressed against her soft red pubic hair. Once again, she left it there for almost a minute, before drawing it most of the way out for another long, slow stroke. 

This one was much like the first had been, and she started moving the dildo in and out of her pussy, still slowly but without pausing between her movements. After a few minutes of steadily fucking herself, Shraddha could feel her climax mounting inside her body, but she was in no hurry to bring it about, the build up to that point is almost as good. Little Tiger had a spur attached and, when she thought it was time, she would move it into position so it caressed her clit with every stroke until she climaxed. 

"Ooooo! Ooooo! Ooooo!" Shraddha murmured as she continued fucking herself. "Oh, yeah, that's wonderful, Tiger. I love what you're doing." 

Her climax continued to mount, and she increased the pace as she plunged the dildo in and out of her pussy. She also started to fuck back to meet it as her hand drove it deeply into her. Besides that movement, Shraddha's body began rocking from side to side on her mattress, and her head was tossing from side to side on her pillow. Although she felt some reluctance in breaking the rhythm which felt so wonderful, she knew it was time to put the clit spur to work. She stopped when the head was just inside her pussy and turned the attachment so it would do what its designers had intended. With the next stroke, besides the waves of pleasure rippling through her body from the path of the toy, the myriad of tiny feelers on the spur raked across her swollen and ultra-sensitive clit, sending out a great rush of pure joy to inundate her body. 

"Oh! Oh my god!" Shraddha blurted out, as if in surprise that it felt so terrific.