Chapter 162: Hard and fast pounding twice in a row (R-18)

Rohit froze mid-thrust, breathing heavily. His thick cock was still buried between Sheela’s soft, warm tits, the swollen head resting inside her eager mouth.

Just as the pressure was building toward its peak, his phone started ringing loudly in his pocket. Arya’s name flashed on the screen.

A sharp wave of conflict hit him. Ignoring her right now could backfire badly... but stopping this?

Before he could decide, Sheela grew impatient.

She looked up at him with lust-filled, irritated eyes and suddenly sucked him harder, hollowing her cheeks and squeezing her breasts tighter around his shaft.

"mmmhhhh~"

Her deliberate moans vibrated around his cock.

The wet heat, the tight pressure of her tits, and the way her throat constricted around him nearly broke his control.

She tried to push even deeper and gagged loudly when she hit her limit.

That desperate, choking sound completely snapped something inside him.

"Damn, you greedy bitch... you want it that bad, huh?" he growled.

He shoved the phone back into his pocket without answering and grabbed the back of her head with one hand, the other gripping her chin. With a rough thrust, he forced more than half his length down her throat.

Sheela’s eyes widened in shock."ummm.. wait."

Gluck...

Tears instantly welled up as her throat convulsed violently around his cock.

"Fuck..." Rohit groaned, the tight, wet heat squeezing and massaging him felt too good to resist.

He held her head firmly and started fucking her mouth with deep, relentless strokes. Obscene, wet sounds filled the empty staircase.

Gluck... Gluck... Gluck...

Saliva dripped messily down her chin and onto her tits as he used her throat without mercy.

Rohit looked down at her tear-streaked face and smirked. "Fuck it," he muttered darkly. "I’ll give it to you just like I promised."

Sheela’s eyes streamed with tears, but she didn’t pull away.

Instead, she gripped his hips tightly, trying desperately to take him deeper without grazing him with her teeth.

Her red lips stretched obscenely around his thick shaft, occasionally brushing against his balls with every brutal thrust.

After nearly a minute of rough face-fucking, she tapped his thigh desperately.

Rohit pulled out.

Cough* cough*

Sheela coughed violently, gasping for air as thick strings of saliva dripped down her chin onto her heaving breasts.

Before she could fully recover, she looked up at him with wet, desperate eyes. She wrapped her soft hand around his throbbing cock and stroked him slowly, rubbing the leaking head against the warm skin of her tits.

In a sultry, broken voice, she begged, "Give it to me, Rohit... I want it so bad."

Rohit’s eyes darkened. He grabbed her arm, pulled her up, and slammed her back against the wall. He kissed her roughly, tasting her own spit on her tongue, then hooked one of her legs around his waist. His swollen cock rubbed against her soaked pussy, teasing her entrance.

"What’s the hurry, baby?" he whispered against her lips, voice low and dangerous. "I still want to taste these pretty lower lips first."

Then, with one powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside her.

"Ahh—!" Sheela cried out as he stretched her completely.

Rohit groaned at the tight, scorching heat enveloping him. He didn’t give her time to adjust.

He started fucking her hard against the wall — deep, heavy strokes that made her breasts bounce with every thrust.

He kissed her fiercely, swallowing her loud moans while one hand roughly squeezed her breast.

"Quiet," he growled against her lips, "or do you want everyone to see what a slut you are?"

Sheela whimpered helplessly into his mouth as he stretched her open with his thick cock. Her walls clenched tightly around him with every merciless thrust.

"But it’s... so big... ahh! Ugh!" she moaned desperately.

Hearing her broken moan, Rohit suddenly stopped thrusting.

He buried himself deep inside her with one powerful stroke and stayed there, stretching her completely. A cruel smirk formed on his lips as he looked into her eyes.

"What... was your boyfriend too small?" Rohit growled, slamming into her again after pulling out. "Admit it and I’ll fuck you harder."

Sheela’s eyes rolled back as the deep thrust slammed against her cervix and stayed there. Her whole body trembled violently.

"Yes... he is nothing," she gasped, almost sobbing in pleasure. "He’s fucking nothing compared to your monster! Now give me your thick cock... and fuck me harder!"

The moment the words left her mouth, Rohit’s eyes flashed with dark satisfaction.

He grabbed her other leg up as well and hooked both around his waist, holding her entire weight against the wall. His bandaged hand burned with strain, but he ignored the pain.

"Mmmh—! Ahh... haa...!"

He started pounding her with long, brutal strokes. Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

Rohit kissed her fiercely, swallowing every moan while his tongue dominated hers.

Her heavy breasts pressed tightly against his chest as he fucked her without mercy. Her nails dug sharply into his back through his shirt.

"Rohit... I’m— I’m going to—" she moaned into his mouth.

"Cum," he growled, thrusting harder. "Cum on my cock like a good little slut."

They came at the same time.

"Haaah—!!" Sheela’s pussy spasmed violently around him as her orgasm hit.

"Urrgh— fuck!". Rohit buried himself to the hilt and groaned loudly into her pussy, releasing thick, powerful ropes of cum deep inside her — once, twice, three times.

They stayed locked together, panting and trembling.

Finally, Rohit lowered her legs. Sheela’s knees buckled the moment her feet touched the ground. She slid weakly down the wall until she was back on her knees in front of him.

Without hesitation, she took his cum-covered cock into her mouth and began cleaning him with slow, loving strokes of her tongue and lips.

lick* lick*

Rohit groaned deeply, the sight of his cousin’s girlfriend eagerly sucking him clean right after he’d filled her pussy sending a fresh surge of arousal through him.

His cock hardened again almost instantly inside her warm, wet mouth.

Sheela’s eyes widened in surprise as he swelled thicker and harder against her tongue. She pulled back slightly, still stroking his heavy shaft with her soft hand, staring at it with pure lust.

"God... you’re unbelievable," she purred, her voice hoarse and breathless. "My boyfriend takes forever just to get half this hard..."

She glanced down at her dripping pussy, where his cum was leaking down her thighs, then looked back up at him with a wicked, needy smile.

"Too bad my pussy is still full of your cum..." She leaned forward and placed a soft, wet kiss on the swollen tip of his cock. "But it’s still itching so badly."

She bit her lip, eyes gleaming with lust.

"Want to go again?" Her voice turned shamelessly desperate. "This time... I want it in my ass."

Rohit looked down at her with dark, possessive eyes. He pulled his newly hardened cock out of her hand and tapped the heavy, wet head against her flushed cheeks a few times — left, right, then across her lips.

Sheela stared up at him obediently, breathing heavily.

"If you want it in your ass," Rohit said, his voice low and commanding, "then you’ll call me Daddy from now on. And you’ll become my personal bitch whenever I want. Understand?"

Sheela’s cheeks burned with a mix of shame and excitement.

She didn’t answer with words. Instead, she leaned forward obediently and sucked one of his heavy balls into her warm mouth, gently stroking his thick shaft with her soft hand.

Her other hand reached behind herself, circling and fingering her tight asshole, preparing it for him.

After a few moments, she released his ball with a wet pop and looked up at him with lust-drunk eyes.

"Isn’t it obvious... Daddy?" she purred, her voice sweet and submissive. "I’m already yours. Whenever you want me... I’m your bitch."

Rohit’s cock twitched hard at her words. A satisfied, almost feral smirk spread across his face.

"Good girl."

Rohit grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up roughly. He spun her around and slammed her hands against the wall, forcing her to arch her back.

Sheela moaned softly, pushing her ass back towards him eagerly. Her red dress was still bunched up around her waist, barely covering anything anymore.

Rohit reached down and unhooked the remaining strap of her dress.

He let it fall freely, the silky red fabric sliding down her body and pooling around her ankles, fully exposing her plump ass and dripping pussy.

He gripped both of her plump ass cheeks firmly, spreading them apart. His eyes darkened with lust as he admired the filthy sight — his thick cum still leaking from her freshly fucked pussy and running down her thighs.

He tapped his heavy, swollen cock against her ass a few times, the wet slap slap echoing softly in the staircase.

Then he slowly rubbed his thick length up and down between her soft cheeks, coating himself thoroughly in the messy mixture of her juices and his cum.

Sheela whimpered needily and pushed her ass back even more desperately, wiggling it against his cock, clearly begging for him.

"Please... don’t tease me, Daddy," she begged, her voice shaking with need. "Put it in... I can’t wait anymore."

Rohit smirked. He spat on his hand, rubbed the saliva over his cock, and without warning, brought his palm down hard on her right ass cheek.

SMACK!

The sharp sound rang out as her soft flesh rippled. A bright red handprint bloomed on her skin instantly.

"Shouldn’t you apologize first?" he growled, rubbing his cockhead against her tight asshole. "For being such a bad girl... cheating on your boyfriend with his own cousin?"

Sheela moaned at the sting, her pussy dripping fresh juices down her thighs.

"I’m sorry, Daddy..." she whimpered, pushing her ass back against him. " I’m such a bad girl. Please punish me."

SMACK!

Another hard spank landed on her left cheek, making her cry out. Rohit pressed the fat head of his cock against her tight ring and started pushing forward.

It was extremely tight.

"Ahh~ Fuck—!" Sheela moaned loudly as the thick head forced its way inside her ass. Her body tensed, fingers scraping against the wall.

Rohit grabbed her hair bun roughly and yanked her head back, forcing her to arch her back deeply.

"Hold your breath, you bitch," he hissed into her ear. "I don’t want anyone hearing and find out."

Sheela quickly stuffed her hand into her mouth, biting down on it as her eyes watered. Rohit kept pushing, uncaring about her tightness. He managed to get only two inches in at first, then three. He pulled back slightly and thrust again, stretching her mercilessly.

Her tongue lolled out slightly, eyes rolling back as she struggled to take him. The burning stretch mixed with overwhelming pleasure made her whole body tremble.

Rohit groaned in satisfaction. Her ass was incredibly tight, gripping him like a vice. He kept feeding her more of his thick cock, inch by inch, until finally more than half his length was buried inside her.

Then he started drilling her.

Deep, powerful strokes that grew faster and harder with every thrust. The sound of his hips slapping against her reddened ass filled the staircase.

He reached around and grabbed both of her heavy breasts, squeezing them roughly as he pounded into her ass without mercy.

For the next five minutes, he fucked her like an animal — long, brutal strokes that reached deep inside her. Sheela could barely stay standing, her legs shaking violently. Her muffled moans and whimpers were constant, even with her hand in her mouth.

Rohit’s breathing grew ragged. The tight heat of her ass, the way she clenched around him, and the sight of his cousin’s girlfriend bent over and taking his cock in her ass pushed him over the edge.

With a deep, guttural groan, he buried himself as deep as possible and came hard.

Thick, hot ropes of cum flooded her ass in powerful spurts. He kept thrusting through his orgasm, pumping every last drop deep inside her until it started leaking out around his cock.

He stayed buried inside her for a long moment, both of them panting heavily. Finally, he slowly pulled out, watching with dark satisfaction as his cum dripped from her stretched asshole down her thighs.

Sheela remained pressed against the wall, trembling, trying to catch her breath.