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Raja rao's thumb brushed over her clit and Manjima gasped, then gave a low moan of desire in case he needed assurance not to stop. His other hand joined the party too, fingers stroking and teasing her slit, rubbing the labia as his thumb continued to circle her small bud.
Manjima moaned again, needing to move as the sensation growing inside her was already becoming unbearable. It was such a simple thing he was doing, but it felt so good and she didn't think she was going to last long. Raja rao was going to make her cum, and far quicker than she had expected - much quicker than she would have managed herself - even with her extensive fantasies of him touching her.
A momentary pang of disappointment that it would be over so quickly ran through her mind but Manjima brushed the thought away. Instead, she reminded herself that she was going to be completely satiated because of Raja rao and the experience would give her plenty to fantasise about in the future.
She gasped again, louder this time. Raja rao had, completely unexpectedly, pushed a finger into her bottom and was watching her intently, presumably judging her reaction. When it became clear that she wasn't going to complain about what he was doing, Raja rao slid a second finger inside her, pumping them gently as his thumb continued to stroke her clit.
'Good?' he asked quietly.
Manjima nodded, biting her bottom lip for a second. It did feel good, so much better than she had ever thought it would.
'Yes . . . oh yes,' she whispered.
'Cum for me then,' Raja rao said.
Manjima gasped again as the hand playing with her clit ceased and moved slightly, two fingers sliding into her slit to mirror the ones already in her bottom. After a few seconds where he got both sets of fingers moving in a rhythm, Raja rao's thumb resumed its languorous trail around her clit. Manjima pinched her nipples hard, using the pain to offset the throbbing ache that was rising up through her body, emanating from her sex; the sweet agony extended as she writhed and cried out.
She could see Raja rao watching her almost dispassionately and wondered whether he was torturing her because she had forced him to act. His fingers were relentless, probing and stroking, dragging Manjima closer to the edge.
'That's it, Manjima, cum for me.'
Raja rao's voice was soft yet gravelly causing a shiver of desire to race up Manjima's spine, its interaction with all the other sensations causing her to shake and moan even louder as she tried to hold on, not wanting this exquisitely painful feeling, and thus her time with Raja rao, to end, while at the same time wanting desperately to cum so she was released from the almost unbearable pleasure.
But she couldn't hold back much longer, and soon she cried out, a high squeal that was louder than anything she had emitted before as her body spasmed. Her breath was high and thready as her muscles contracted violently, the movement of Raja rao's fingers overwhelmed her at last.
Manjima's body saggy onto the bed, seeming almost shattered from the exertion of the last few minutes. Raja rao removed his fingers and stared at her silently, a slightly smug look on his face at knowing he had achieved Manjima's demand of him. Then, before she had time to recover, his fingers started caressing her inner thigh once more.
'Did you cum?' he asked, already knowing the answer.
Manjima smiled happily. She was glowing and felt wonderful although she was enjoying the fact that Raja rao hadn't stopped touching her after her orgasm, as she had expected him to do.
'Yes, thank you ' she replied.
Raja rao studied her for a moment and his expression turned more wily. 'Are you sure?'
Manjima looked back at him wondering what he was asking and unable to decide if he was teasing her. Surely he had felt her orgasm; her muscles squeezing his fingers and the accompanying flood, hadn't he?
Before she could say anything, and with a sly grin that was nothing like his usual smile, Raja rao said, 'I'm not sure you did. I think we might need to try something else to make sure.'
Instantly, a strange swirly feeling invaded Manjima's stomach as she realised Raja rao wasn't going to stop now he had started. This was excellent news and her desire flared again as she began to wonder just how far he was willing to go. The thought that she might finally get to see his cock, would no longer have to imagine it during her fantasies, was exciting. Would he let her touch it? Would he let her—
Manjima realised she was getting way ahead of herself. Raja rao had merely said that he needed to do something else to her to ensure she had reached climax and free himself from the debt she had forced upon him. There was no certainty that he would choose to do something that involved him getting undressed, although now she had considered it she really hoped he would. Even if he did reveal his cock it didn't mean he would let her do anything with it. But there was no harm in asking.
A cry of desire was torn from her lips and all thoughts of Raja rao's cock disappeared, forgotten as the most amazing sensation assailed Manjima's body. Raja rao's 'trying something else' had turned out to be him using his tongue and it was absolutely exquisite and like nothing she had ever felt before. Mewling out her enjoyment, Manjima reached above her to grasp one of the rungs of the metal bedstead, needing to ground herself as that all-consuming throb started once more, a pulsating sensation that Raja rao's tongue, with its soft gentle tickling, seemed to stoke.
Manjima moaned again, needing to move as the sensation growing inside her was already becoming unbearable. It was such a simple thing he was doing, but it felt so good and she didn't think she was going to last long. Raja rao was going to make her cum, and far quicker than she had expected - much quicker than she would have managed herself - even with her extensive fantasies of him touching her.
A momentary pang of disappointment that it would be over so quickly ran through her mind but Manjima brushed the thought away. Instead, she reminded herself that she was going to be completely satiated because of Raja rao and the experience would give her plenty to fantasise about in the future.
She gasped again, louder this time. Raja rao had, completely unexpectedly, pushed a finger into her bottom and was watching her intently, presumably judging her reaction. When it became clear that she wasn't going to complain about what he was doing, Raja rao slid a second finger inside her, pumping them gently as his thumb continued to stroke her clit.
'Good?' he asked quietly.
Manjima nodded, biting her bottom lip for a second. It did feel good, so much better than she had ever thought it would.
'Yes . . . oh yes,' she whispered.
'Cum for me then,' Raja rao said.
Manjima gasped again as the hand playing with her clit ceased and moved slightly, two fingers sliding into her slit to mirror the ones already in her bottom. After a few seconds where he got both sets of fingers moving in a rhythm, Raja rao's thumb resumed its languorous trail around her clit. Manjima pinched her nipples hard, using the pain to offset the throbbing ache that was rising up through her body, emanating from her sex; the sweet agony extended as she writhed and cried out.
She could see Raja rao watching her almost dispassionately and wondered whether he was torturing her because she had forced him to act. His fingers were relentless, probing and stroking, dragging Manjima closer to the edge.
'That's it, Manjima, cum for me.'
Raja rao's voice was soft yet gravelly causing a shiver of desire to race up Manjima's spine, its interaction with all the other sensations causing her to shake and moan even louder as she tried to hold on, not wanting this exquisitely painful feeling, and thus her time with Raja rao, to end, while at the same time wanting desperately to cum so she was released from the almost unbearable pleasure.
But she couldn't hold back much longer, and soon she cried out, a high squeal that was louder than anything she had emitted before as her body spasmed. Her breath was high and thready as her muscles contracted violently, the movement of Raja rao's fingers overwhelmed her at last.
Manjima's body saggy onto the bed, seeming almost shattered from the exertion of the last few minutes. Raja rao removed his fingers and stared at her silently, a slightly smug look on his face at knowing he had achieved Manjima's demand of him. Then, before she had time to recover, his fingers started caressing her inner thigh once more.
'Did you cum?' he asked, already knowing the answer.
Manjima smiled happily. She was glowing and felt wonderful although she was enjoying the fact that Raja rao hadn't stopped touching her after her orgasm, as she had expected him to do.
'Yes, thank you ' she replied.
Raja rao studied her for a moment and his expression turned more wily. 'Are you sure?'
Manjima looked back at him wondering what he was asking and unable to decide if he was teasing her. Surely he had felt her orgasm; her muscles squeezing his fingers and the accompanying flood, hadn't he?
Before she could say anything, and with a sly grin that was nothing like his usual smile, Raja rao said, 'I'm not sure you did. I think we might need to try something else to make sure.'
Instantly, a strange swirly feeling invaded Manjima's stomach as she realised Raja rao wasn't going to stop now he had started. This was excellent news and her desire flared again as she began to wonder just how far he was willing to go. The thought that she might finally get to see his cock, would no longer have to imagine it during her fantasies, was exciting. Would he let her touch it? Would he let her—
Manjima realised she was getting way ahead of herself. Raja rao had merely said that he needed to do something else to her to ensure she had reached climax and free himself from the debt she had forced upon him. There was no certainty that he would choose to do something that involved him getting undressed, although now she had considered it she really hoped he would. Even if he did reveal his cock it didn't mean he would let her do anything with it. But there was no harm in asking.
A cry of desire was torn from her lips and all thoughts of Raja rao's cock disappeared, forgotten as the most amazing sensation assailed Manjima's body. Raja rao's 'trying something else' had turned out to be him using his tongue and it was absolutely exquisite and like nothing she had ever felt before. Mewling out her enjoyment, Manjima reached above her to grasp one of the rungs of the metal bedstead, needing to ground herself as that all-consuming throb started once more, a pulsating sensation that Raja rao's tongue, with its soft gentle tickling, seemed to stoke.