Walk the Cock

Garima opened one eye and listened to the sound of the world waking up outside her window. In this case, the sound was the persistent tapping of a hornbill on her bedroom-window, "Dude, whoever you're looking for, they don't live here anymore" she mumbled before dropping back into her pillow. After a few more moments of squirming, and the tapping sound as annoying as an alarm-clock, she finally decided to wake up.

"Welcome home Garima" She mumbled to herself as she freshened up in front of the bathroom mirror. Looking at the freckles she recently acquired. 2yrs. spent under the rainy umbrella of English weather made a slight tan and a few freckles a welcome change for her. She smiled and tossed her short hair in the mirror before getting dressed for a walk around the neighbourhood before the Indian sun made everything too hot for comfort.

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Sid woke up in the morning as he usually does. With a hangover, and a belch. As is ritual, he first braced himself and stood up slowly. His large frame needing the time to adjust itself as he regained his balance and stood on unsteady legs next to his bed. Next, came the cigarette. With a puff and an exhale he made his way towards the blackout curtains that kept his bedroom in darkness and drew them aside. Regretting his decision to do so since the morning sunlight hit his eyes like a hammer and his brain-tissue groaned in protest by throbbing in his skull. The cigarette stick hung loosely off his lips as he squinted in the sunlight and got used to the brightness before looking out at the vista of his peaceful neighbourhood.

The park in the middle, surrounded by bungalows of all shapes and sizes. The oldest being little more than ruins but adding an old-world charm to the gated community. After a copious amount of water went down his throat, his hangover eased somewhat, but it wasn't yet time for the final part of his daily ritual. Breakfast. He decided to take a leisurely stroll around the park before breakfast and made his way outside and puffed on his stick as he sauntered around the periphery of the garden.

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The neighbourhood had changed. And not completely for the better. Garima's mood grew increasingly melancholic as she tried searching for landmarks both natural and man-made that were a part of her childhood but were now only memories. 2yrs. of 'development' had really taken much from her. The trees she used to climb, the empty plots that were the source of endless 'expeditions' and ghost-stories. The hand-print graffiti on the walls of houses. Architects would call most of the houses as 'modern' but to her it just felt sanitized of anything human. She shook her head as she continued down the winding path and arrived at an expansive garden situated between a circle of houses. Thankfully, the garden remained, which brought a smile to her lips as she began walking around the periphery.

As she walked, she soon felt her belly growl in hunger. It was almost an hour since she began walking and she left the house before anyone could stop her for a chat about her future. She contemplated going back home before her eyes settled on a bun-muska cart. Fresh loafs of bread cut open and smeared with butter. A pauper's feast, but a wholesome and nostalgic one, and for someone craving nostalgia and food, this suited her purposes perfectly. She broke into a light jog so as to catch the cart in time.

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"You growin' fat you know" The vendor remarked as Sid wolfed down two halves of a loaf and asked for two more to be parcelled. The comment struck a nerve, "If I didn't eat this much, who the fuck else is gonna make sure you pay your rent?"

"Easy easy... just looking out for my best customer is all. But seriously. Take it easy brother. You're eating like you're gonna hibernate for a year"

"Yeah well, if you don't see me for a while make sure to sniff around the door in case I'm decomposing"

"Hey!! I'm working with food here...whoa!!" They turned their heads together towards the girl jogging in their direction. Her toned thighs and lean physique gliding through the air as she cut the distance between them and herself effortlessly. However, what both Sid and the vendor were fixated on, was her bouncy rack. Full, and firm and as she got closer Sid particularly noticed that her pokies were poking hard n proud from under the fabric of the t-shirt. Her breathing was slightly heavy as she came to a stop next to them, "Two bun-muska please."

Her breathing reset quickly. A sign of her fitness, Sid on the other hand simply stood there and marvelled at the sight of someone with actual stamina, since it had been a long time since he had ever experienced it. The vendor on the other hand stood slack-jawed and stared at Garima for a few extra seconds before receiving a clip on his ear from Sid, "You get a second customer for the first time since the beginning of recorded-time and you're taking a break. Move!!"

The vendor began working in earnest while Sid and Garima exchanged polite "Good mornings". Garima wolfed down the helpings of bread n butter with a hunger that contrasted her otherwise athletic physique, "Damn girl! how the hell you eat like that and look like this?" Sid inquired.

"I look like this, cuz I eat like this" She replied while still chewing. In a rare of show of courtesy, Sid puffed and exhaled a plume of smoke away from her face, "You never were that kind with me!!" the vendor piped in and got a face-full of smoke for his troubles, "Remember, your rent's due tomorrow"

"Hehehe...you guys have known each other a long time huh?" Garima giggled while gorging.

"We're bound by trauma. Or to be more accurate, he's the trauma and I'm the bond" The vendor responded with a stoic expression as he went about preparing Sid's parcel of food.

"If I weren't hungover, I'd strangle you" Sid added with equal stoicism. Garima giggled louder as she finished her breakfast and slipped a hand in her pocket for her phone.

"Uhh.. sorry, cash only. I don't have those payment apps." Seeing her face take on a sombre expression Sid cut in, "Never mind, it's on me." And proceeded to pay the bill for both of them.

"I've never seen you this benevolent." The vendor eyed him with suspicion, "If you like I can be rather beneviolent..." Sid grunted in annoyance, and the vendor knew that's about as much he could push the matter and began pushing his cart away from the two customers.

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"Thanks for the help with the cash. Tell me how much, I'll pay you back" Garima withdrew her phone to make the transfer, "How about a drink at my place instead?" Sid countered and they both stood there in the morning sun as Sid puffed on his cigarette before tossing it away and exhaling towards the sky.

"It's 8AM" she said incredulously

"Bound to be 8PM somewhere... and 8PM is a time for friends. Haven't you heard?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about"

"8PM is a whiskey brand and that's their... you know what, never mind. I just wanna have a drink with you. What'dya say?"

"Is this the new thing here these days? Like you meet a girl, ask her for a drink?"

"I thought that's what's been happening since the beginning of time... and wait a second, 'here these days'?? What you're an NRI or something?"

Garima gave Sid a once over and her gaze lingered a bit longer on the bulge in his grey shorts. The outline of the flaccid shaft softly twitching against his left thigh. She coughed and looked back up at his face only to see him grinning, "I see you're warming up to the idea, eh? C'mon, my house is just this way"

Sid didn't wait and began walking ahead of her. She saw him walk away and felt a familiar and slightly uneasy tightness in her belly. Looking around to see if anyone else was watching, she considered walking away from him and going back home, but her feet began moving towards him as she followed.

"I'm Siddhesh by the way. Call me Sid" he said without turning back at her.

"How'd you know I'd be following you?"

"Oh! just a hunch." He turned and gave her a smirk as he watched her follow him. His gaze lingered on her bouncy chest. Perhaps a bit too long.

"My eyes are up here. God! that's such a cliche"

"Hehehe... well, it's a cliche for a reason. Anyways what's your name?" They arrived at the gate of a bungalow that had seen better days and looked like a well-thumbed book would in a library. He waited at the gate for her tell her name, but she was hesitant and kept quiet.

"Well, no matter. I'll just call you 'babe' for now. Come in, make yourself at home" He led them both into the house. It was dark and smelled of cigarettes and disinfectant. Sid went up to a wet-bar and pulled out a bottle of 8PM and poured a few fingers for each of them. He placed a glass in her hand and gently chinked it with his, "Welcome to India" he said with a grin before taking a big gulp.

Garima merely stood and watched. Too stunned to think what she was even doing here. Standing in a stranger's house who was not only older but also larger by quite a margin. She was afraid, but she was even more excited. Her breathing quickened as she sipped her drink gently. Feeling the burn but also the sweetness, "This tastes like some weird Vanilla-Toffee mixed in with Dettol"

Sid's grinning face turned stoic suddenly as if insulted, "You were doing great with the 'Vanilla' and 'Toffee' but 'Dettol'?! How dare you madam! I should take your glass away from you." Garima dutifully handed her glass back to him only for him to click his tongue, "Jeez you NRIs don't have a sense of humor or what. I'm just joking babe; you're spot on with the taste."

He continued to sip from his glass before taking a seat at the dining table and gave her a once over again. She met his gaze and sniffed her glass before taking another sip. A larger one this time, "Isn't drinking at 8 in the morning considered 'alcoholic' behaviour?"

Sid smiled and playfully twirled his drink, "Isn't walking outside on a Winter-Morning with no bra considered 'hoeish' behaviour?"

"Touche. But it's not necessarily 'hoeish'. I just got careless while dressing up" She smirked and sipped again. Her consumption growing larger by quantity as she finished a bit over half her glass. Sid noticed and smiled, "You're not an experienced drinker, are you? You shouldn't drink that fast"

"It tastes sweet, even with the antiseptic taste. I like it hehehe" The giggle was evidence enough that the buzz was upon her, "And it's very warming. I mean I feel good"

"Which is one of the reasons a glass in the morning on a winter like this doesn't do much harm. And you're a happy drunk I see. That's good. A happy soul" Sid nodded with a genuine smile and drained the rest of his glass with a single gulp. Much to Garima's surprise, "I thought you said you shouldn't drink it fast"

"If you're a noob. To me, that's like drinking water." Sid got up and towered over Garima and saw her look back at him with over the rim of her spectacles. Looking like the adorable version of Puss in Boots, right before he would explode into a murderous rage, "I think you know that the whole 'drink' thing was a pretext...." Sid spoke in a calm, measured voice as he maintained eye contact, "...but I'm not going to make you uncomfortable with this. So, if you wanna stay and have some fun, just gimme a signal. If not, I get it, you can finish your drink and then lea..."

Garima drained the rest of her glass and hissed at the burn down her throat. She kept the glass on the dining table and then slipped her top off. Letting her tits drop out with a soft plopp as she looked up at him with her breath quickening.

"Well, as far as signals go, those are two very clear signals...hehehe" His laugh was mirrored by her as Sid held her hands and pulled her towards himself.

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Sid slid his hands down her hips and onto her tight ass cheeks which were encased on the denim-shorts. He lifted her body effortlessly and felt her legs wrap around his waist. Levelling their faces and hearing a soft gasp emanate from her as he held her firmly in his grip before moving up the stairs towards his bedroom. They kept staring at each other. Taking in each other's breaths as their noses sometimes touched and their lips were separated by mere inches. But neither initiated a kiss. Letting the heat build between them.

Sid carried her to the edge of his bed and gently laid her down on her back. Hovering over her before plucking her bottom lip and then top lip with a soft moan and suckle. Caressing her hips and sliding his hands up and down her sides as he felt her squirm.

"Umm...Aummf...Ssss... soft..." He mumbled in her mouth before breaking the kiss and pecking her chin as he looked back at her freckled, bespectacled face and sucked on her chin, "Whenever you want me to stop... just tell me. I'll stop." He assured before dipping his face and sucking on her neck as his hands fondled her perfectly shaped tits. Caressing them and rubbing his thumb over the nipple-buds as he felt them peak while biting into her pulse and pressing his thigh between her legs.

"Haaah...Fuuuckk...Haaahhsss" She hissed and gasped as she felt the press of his thigh between her legs. Groaning as her fingers ran up and down his upper-back and entered his hair, caressing the back of his head as his face remained buried in her neck, "Mmmfff...HummmFFfff" He huffed and bit her neck again leaving hickeys that would bruise nicely in the coming hours before moving his head to the other side and doing the same on her neck once again.

Their bodies squirmed. One on top of the other as his hands caressed and fondled her tits before grabbing both her nipple buds and tugging them upwards and giving her tits a soft jiggle making her body twitch and arch sharply, "HAaaaHHH" Her gasp rang out loudly in the bedroom as Sid chuckled in her neck and began kissing down her body slowly. Caressing and fondling her breasts he licked between them before leaning to his left and sucking on her right nipple slowly while his right hand played with her left tit.

"Fuucck...Ummff...Aummff...Mmmfff....your tits are perfect...Aummffff" He mumbled before taking another mouthful of her breast and sucking on it slowly as he repositioned himself between her thighs and began humping her crotch with his own. Feeling the heat coming from her, and feeding her the heat from him. Her hands ran through his hair as his face remain bent forward as he switched breasts and continued sucking on her left tit while playing with her right, "MFfff...Hmmff....Ummmfff'

"ANggghh..Shiiitt...Haaah...HAAahhhh" She looked down at the top of his head and heard the sounds of him suckling on her tits and his hips moving in and out from her thighs humping her denim crotch. She arched and groaned louder, "ANNnngghhhaaa" Feeling his hands caress her hips and hold her lower body in place while her upper body arched and pushed her tits into his face. He sucked and tugged her left tit upwards and let it drop out with a loud pop before he sucked on her underboob slowly. Moving his face right to left and then back left to right.

"Goddamit you're body's like something out of a graphic-novel...shitttt" He whispered as he watched her writhe under him. Staring at the ridges and muscles on her abs and the outline of her ribs as her belly fluttered in and out, "Don't worry. My pants stay on. I like being the responsible one"

With those words he slid his body downward and kissed between her breasts and made his way further down leaving a trail of kisses and bites before reaching her fluttering belly and giving her puckered navel and soft kiss before licking around the rim of the bellybutton and then biting it playfully, enjoying the sound of her gasps and the sight of her twitching.

"Haaah...Ahhaa...Sssss...Huhhh...Fuuucck...Huhaaauhhh" She gasped looked down at him as he took his time teasing her bellybutton before sucking on her belly and kissing towards her hip. Her belly fluttering in and out as he undid her shorts and began gently pulling them down her thighs and tossing them.

"I did say my pants stay on; however, I think we'll keep yours on too. For now...." He whispered as he straightened his spine and removed his t-shirt. Exposing his hairy, large and powerful torso glistening with sweat and streaked with stretchmarks. He looked down at her body, now only clad in a pair of black panties and caressed her thighs as he came back down and entered her legs. Pressing his cock bulge against her moist and clearly throbbing mound, he wrapped his arms around and under body and pressed her tits into his chest. Their faces level and lips hovering close.

"Haah...Huhh...Huhhh...Huhhh" She wrapped her thighs around his waist and felt him press down into her mound making her groan and arch under me as he slipped one hand into the back of her head and massaged her scalp as he began humping her over her panties. Moving his hips in a gentle rhythm and hearing the bed and mattress creak under them with a churr...churr....churrr....churrr....churrrr

"Hmmmff...Hmmmff...Fuuucck...Hunnngghuhh" He felt her thighs tighten around his body as he humped and looked into her eyes as he groaned and grunted in her face. Slipping his tongue out he flicked it over her bottom lip before sliding it down her throat. Tilting his head to the side as he continued to hump her pussy and entwined her tongue with his.

"Ummmff...Hmmmff....Uhmmmff....MMmfff..." She groaned into his mouth while her fingertips dug into his sides and then slid up to his upper back and scratched his shoulder-blades as she sucked on his tongue. Tasting the whiskey and the cigarette as she felt his weight come down on top of her. Feeling the heat and the throbbing of his cock from over the fabric of his shorts and shivering and moaning into the kiss as she squirmed, "MMMMMMMhhmmH...MMMMhmmmHH"

"Hmmff...Hmm...HummmH" He continued to grunt and groan as he humped her crotch and then kept the pressure as he began grinding his hips in a circle. The kiss between them growing intense and passionate with each swivel of his hips. He felt her mouth suck on his tongue harder and her groans growing louder, "MMMMMhhm...MMMMhhmm...MMMmhmmm"

He broke the kiss and sucked on her chin as he stopped grinding and began humping again. His teeth gently running along her chin as he growled softly as he humped, "GrrrrMmff...Mmmff...GrrrrrmmmFFfff." Dipping his head to suck on her neck as he humped and heard her gasps turn into soft screams, "HAaaahh...hAaaaHhh...ANNnnHH...ANNNnhh...AAAHHnnn...hAAANNnhhh...."

He suddenly felt her grip tighten on his back while her thigh clamped down hard around his body. Sensing her climax, he pressed down and humped harder while sucking on the pulse in her neck, "HMmmmff...HMmmmff....HHMMmmffff" he grunted and humped before licking up her neck and sucking on her earlobe, "Yessssss, cum for me... cumm...." He urged her to climax, and she responded by trembling and letting out a loud groan, "ANNNNNNGGHHHHHHHHH"

He felt her panties explode in spontaneous moisture and felt a gush of warmth from inside. Holding himself and his cock-bulge steady against her body, he let Garima twitch and squirm against him as her orgasm ran through her, "HUnnnHH....HUNNnhuh...HUnnnHh...HUnnnhuhh" Her body twitched and jerked constantly as she came, and Sid held her close before softly plucking her bottom lip and listening to her breath, "Ummmmmmfff"

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"Where has she gone this early?" Garima's father asked his wife as he settled himself at the dining table with the morning newspaper.

"Like she ever tells me what she plans on doing. You're the favourite parent." The mother responded with playful disdain as she went about spreading the smoke from the smouldering incense sticks around each room after morning-prayer. She looked back at her husband's proud smile as he read the papers, "Well, maybe I did spoil her a bit" he responded with a suppressed grin.

"Not a bit by QUITE a bit..." Came the retort before she continued, "...I always said you should've spanked her when she was a child. She takes far too many liberties than is appropriate for her age."

"She's young. She's energetic. If she doesn't take a few liberties now, then when will she? And besides, 'spanking' is no solution..."

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THWacckk!!! ThWackkk!!

Sid spanked Garima's inner thighs as he watched her body relax from its orgasmic fervour. His fingers gently curled into the straps of her panties, and he began peeling them towards her ankles. The gusset required a bit of extra effort as it clung to her freshly cummed slit and let go at the last with a soft pop before being pulled off her body. His warm hands gently cupped and caressed her tits as he licked between them and then began sucking on her left breasts gently while playing with the right one.

"NNHhhG...Hnngghuh...Sssss...Huhhuh...Nnngghuhh" Garima felt the sweat build up on her thighs and hips and ribs as she squirmed on the bed. She was lying atop a wooly comforter, and it didn't help with the rising temperature of her body. She pulled it out from under her as she lifted her hips to help the removal of her panties and then collapsed back into bed and gasped as she felt him suck on her nipple-bud and arched and groaned. Naked under him and feeling his chest-hair rub against her sweaty torso, "Haaah...Haaah...Sssss...Fuucckk" she slid her fingers into his hair and heard his soft groans as he sucked on her tit.

After sucking for a few moments, he switched breasts and slid a thumb over her lips and felt her tongue lick and suck on his thumb with aplomb as her sucked and tugged her right nipple upward before letting it drop back out of his mouth and watching the firm breasts wobble and then retain its shape, "God!! it's like it's sculpted out of marble" he mumbled and watched her suck on his thumb with her eyes closed and her body squirming under him, "You're really making me re-think my decision about my shorts. But I can see an appropriate alternative" he mumbled before pulling his thumb out of her mouth and coating the saliva on both of her peaking nipples before sliding down and settling his face between her thighs.

"You know it was feeling like a really bad Winter before I met you...." he whispered as he looked at her bald, puffy mound. Looking like a peach emoji with deep crease running down the middle, "...but Now is the Winter of our Discontent, made glorious Summer by this Poon of Yours..." he began mumbling only to have her laugh out loud and look down at him, "HAHAHAHA!!! what the fuck?!?! are you seriously quoting Shakespeare!?"

"Well, I'm a pretty cunning-linguist" He replied with an obnoxious grin.

"You're cringe is what you are...hehehe" Garima declared and continued to giggle and shook her head, "...and to think I saw 'Richard III' a few days before coming here... fuck this is weird... hehehe" She continued to giggle and was soon joined by Sid as he gave her mound a soft lick, turning her giggle into a gasp, "HaaaaHHHh"

"Ummm...few things as satisfactory as hearing that gasp after the first lick. Thank you" He said with genuine feeling as he dipped his head and began sucking on her puffy labia slowly, "HMmmfff...Mmmff....Mmmfffff." His hands parting her thighs as he settled himself comfortably with his legs hanging out the side of the bed as she shifted position and squirmed with a loud groan, "ANNNngggHHHhaaaa"

He moved his head left and right while stroking her inner thighs with his palms. Looking up her body and watching her belly flutter, her back arch and her neck strain as she tossed her head left and then right while groaning. He echoed her groans with his own as he began eating her mound and rubbing his nose on her clit as he shook his head softly. Licking slowly along the central crease, he brought the fingers of his right hand to her pussy and gently stroked the crease vertically while plucking the petals of her labia with his mouth, "Ummmff....Mmmff....Ummmfffff"

"HAAAAhh..hAAAhh...hAAAhhhh" Garima's body twitched and her hips buckled as she felt his fingertips tease her mound and her hips gently moved up and down in the same way as his fingertips teased the crease between her labia. Inner thighs shivering as she arched and pulled the bedsheets out of the corners, "Hmmm...yes, you do like a mess don't you..." Sid mumbled with a grin as he watched the effect he had on her.

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"That girl is a mess. Have you seen her room?" Garima's mother asked as she brought her cup of tea to the table and joined her husband, "I assumed living on her own would make her more responsible but now I can't even imagine what her apartment in the UK looks like." Garima's father let out a soft chuckle and shook his head, "I think you need to be constantly reminded that she's 19."

"She's 20 tomorrow. Or did YOU forget?" The mother smirked at the father's indignant expression, "How can I forget? I'm paying for the damned party!"

As they enjoyed their convivial morning tea, they heard the chime of a bun-muska cart outside their gate, "Hold up you! I need a word" The father got out of his chair and headed out to meet the vendor, "You're late" the father spoke with authority as he approached the cart.

"Ah! well, I got caught up in Phase-I. A regular customer ordered more than usual." The vendor responded with a kind smile as he began preparing the order. He'd been coming to the house long enough to know the man's order by heart.

"I want a bit more than usual as well. My daughter's just come back from the UK. She loves bun-muska and it's her birthday tomorrow. So, I want to surprise her for breakfast today."

"She's lucky to have a father such as you. You should ask her to eat them fresh" The vendor smiled and decided to add a bit of extra lashings of butter into the freshly baked and slightly sweet buns.

"Oh, she should be back from her walk any time now. You might have seen her? short hair, small, she's probably jogging"

The vendor's practiced and precise movements paused briefly as his mind brought back the image of a girl jogging towards his cart with that magnificent, bouncy rack, "Uhh... I... think I saw someone jogging around the park in Phase-I"

"That's probably her. She's always been in to athletics. Lots of running. It's a good thing; Cardio should be good. You should do cardio too you know"

The vendor gave a nervous chuckle as he looked back over his shoulder at the path that led towards the park where he last saw Sid and Garima and mumbled, "Yeah... cardio should be good."

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"NNngghh...NNnggghhuh....NNngghhh...nHHAaaahhh" Garima's moans echoed in the bedroom along with the soft suckles and slurps of Sid's mouth as he continued to eat her out slowly. Two of his fingers sliding in and out of her pussy as his tongue flicked incessantly over the labia and the central crease of her mound. Her toes dug into the mattress while her hips buckled, twitched and arched upwards into his face, grinding her slit into his lips while hearing him give out a soft chuckle of triumph, "Hehehe...Mmmfff....that's it... that's it girl... I can feel it. Cum on my face...." he urged gently while continuing his feast.

"Fuuuck...Annngghh...Siddd....Nnngghuh.....Ooooffff" She moaned his name as she squirmed harder and felt the familiar tightening of her belly and also the clamp of her pussy walls on his fingers, "Nnnggghhh...NNngghhh....I'm gunnaa....gunnaaaAHhhhh"

"That's it.... that's it... just... a little.... more...." Sid whispered before leaning up and flicking his tongue rapidly over her swollen clit-bud. Cupping it with his mouth and then delivering a loud hum, "HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMHHHH" while his fingers gently twisted and curled inside her pussy teasing the upper-walls and gently grazing over her G-Spot.

"ANNNNNNNNNNggHh...NNNNNNNNggHHH...NNNNNNNNNNNNgghhhh" Her hips twitched and shivered as she came on his face and heard him groan in satisfaction and lick up all the moisture hungrily. Looking down at the top of his head as it lay bent into her crotch and feeling the stroke of his tongue and feeling the velvet texture stroke her sensitive labia sending a soft shock through her with each lick, making her gasp, "HAaaah...hAahh...Haaaahh...fuuccck"

Sid looked up at her and saw her go cross-eyed from the exertion and then drop back onto the bed with her hands twisting the bedsheets and her torso arching and resting over and over, "Ummm... now that's the true Breakfast of Champions. Fuck you very much 'Wheaties'." He laughed and saw the ghost of a grin appear on Garima's lips as she was too exhausted to laugh out loud. She turned onto her side and took deep breathes to calm her body of the orgasmic quivers. Sid stood at the foot of the bed, a tent in his shorts as he gazed upon her naked form. Thighs, sculpted from years of effort and running, ass cheeks perfectly formed to aid her effortless stride. He bit his bottom lip and let out a sigh of contentment before offering up his hands to the ceiling in a silent prayer, "Thank you!"

Garima heard garments rustling before feeling a tug on her ankle and then she found herself being rolled onto her chest. She raised her torso onto her elbows and looked back to see Sid mounting her thighs with his girthy shaft and heavy balls moving towards her mound, a look of concern crossed her face as she looked up at Sid, "I told you I'd be the responsible one, and I don't plan on being irresponsible. Trust me" saying so he placed his shaft between her ass cheeks and teased her puckered starfish with the underside of his curved cock as he moved his hips and held her buns open and groaned in pleasure as he felt his shaft slide effortlessly over her ass-crack.

"Fuuuckk...Haaah...it feels smooth like silicone...dammit you're unreal" He whispered and continued to hump her ass-crack slowly. His fat balls stroking and tapping against her mound from behind with a rhythmic and meaty tap...tap....tap....tap....tap and his hands gently scratched her sweaty back before sliding around the side and cupping her tits. His eyes rolled back in their sockets as he felt his shaft thicken and throb against her lower back and his balls began to twitch and throb as well as he fondled her perfect tits and caressed them reverentially.

"Nnngghh...HnnnHh....Hnnnhh...Sssss....fuuucckkk" Garima felt the heat and throb of his shaft against her asshole as he moved his hips with practiced precision. Feeling the steady and meaty tap of his balls on her mound made sure her arousal never faded. She looked back at the sight of his sweaty torso moving in and out and his belly gently resting against her ass cheeks as he slid his cock forward and then humped her pussy with his nutsack from behind. The hands around her tits teasing her stiff nipple-buds and sensitive areolas, causing an explosion of goosebumps over her breasts.

"Ugghh...babe....Ssssss.... I'm gonna cummm....Hunnngghhh....Fuuucckk" Sid announced as he continued to hump and stroke his cock in and out of her ass-crack. The sticky texture of her slit on his nuts pushing him further towards his climax. His breath started coming in rasps as he felt his taint and thighs quiver, "Ooohhh....Ooohhhh....Fuuuccckkkk" he stood on the edge, and then felt movement in front of him.

He looked down to find Garima's head on top of his cock, her head bent forward and then felt one of her hands on his shaft and the other one stroking his taint. Her fingers stroking towards his balls as if coaxing his load out of him, "OOofff....Babee....Annnggghhh....shiiitttt.....Fuuuuccck.....I can't.... hold....." Garima looked up at Sid's face of pleasure before closing her mouth around his pink cock-tip and giving it a soft lick with her tongue tip. Tasting the pre-cum and then feeling the cock throb and twitch hard against her lips, "OOoooff....Fuuucck....Goddddd...daammiit.....UGGGGGGGGGhhh....UGGGGGGGGGhh....UGGGGGGhhhHH"

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"There you are" Garima's father grinned and spread his hands as he saw the sight of his daughter ambling up the path towards their home. The vendor and the father had been caught up in conversation for the past 30 minutes. The vendor smiled awkwardly as Garima got closer, then frowned and then his eyes suddenly widened as realization dawned, "I uhh... I'll make a move sir. I think I've taken up enough of your time today" The vendor began packing up his utensils and wares before moving the cart.

"Come now! don't be hasty. Meet the daughter you'll be feeding today. And the birthday girl." Garima's father brought Garima forward and presented her to the vendor.

"Garima this is Saket, Saket, Garima. I believe you've never met."

"Well I... saw her. In Phase-I. Just now" The vendor responded slowly, looking to Garima for visual cues but his eyes kept dropping down to her torso and it was all he could do to stifle his laugh or keep the shock from his voice.

"Oh yes! I think I did see you while I was jogging around the park" Garima responded with a cool and calm demeanour before extending a hand towards Saket, "A pleasure to meet you. I look forward to some bun-muska soon" she said with a grin and Saket could merely cough and give a furtive glance towards her father before shaking her hand and pulling it back, feeling a slight stickiness in his palms and mumbling, "Good cardio...."

"What was that?" the father queried as Garima giggled and picked up the food parcel from her father and entered the house, "Oh! nothing sir. Just... Cardio..."

"Yes!! cardio. Good cardio is important. Keep it up" the father exclaimed before heading back into the house.

"This girl is horrible" the mother complained as she saw Garima bound up the steps towards her room, "Her breath smelled like something rotted in her mouth and her shirt is ruined. Did you see those sweat stains? Streaked across her like that. Looked as if someone poured glue on her"

"You fret too much. That's the sweat of hard work and discipline. Now, stop complaining and bring us some bun-muska"

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Saket pushed his cart out of sight before reaching for his phone and dialling a familiar number. As he was about to hang-up the person answered, "Asshole you better have a good reason for calling me" Sid's tired voice spoke on the speaker.

"Dude, I just saw her. Her shirt looks like you dumped all of your...."

"Is. there. A. REASON. you called me? Sid repeated with annoyance and then groaned.

"Just wanted to ask if I should come around to sniff the door soon? Sounds like she finished you off"

Sid cut the phone-call and lay on his bed, floating into a post-coital coma with a wide grin on his lips. Some distance away Saket pushed his cart towards his next destination. Wondering if there was something different about his bun-muskas today.

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