Bengali LandLady and tenant

Author's Note:

This is a continuation of my Landlady story. it's ch 11. next one will be last.

I jumped straight onto the bed. Everything was perfect, just the way it should be. Without wasting a moment, I grabbed Mouni by the waist and pulled her against me. She wrapped her leg around me as I held her close, our bodies pressed together, our faces inches apart, while she was a little confused due to being blindfolded.

My one hand was on her hip while the other was on her boobs, playing around her boobs through the corselet. Through the TV, I could see Mouni was perfectly leaning on me. She was completely comfortable, so I started to make out with her.

The camera was capturing the clearing of our making out lips to lips, with us being the center of the bed. To get a better view, I moved closer to the bed where the camera was while holding Mouni on my lap. Mouni was directly facing the camera while I was against her.

Our lips were constantly eating each other out. I held her tightly, folding her boobs with the other. After heating our body, now it was time for the main dish. I had a raging hard-on ready to break Mouni. While holding her through her lips, I remove my hand from her boobs and check her vagina. It was filled with most of her cum and perfect to enjoy, but I still did not get mine wet with her mouth.

I opened my bathrobe to bring my cock for Mouni to feel. Since she was sitting on my lap, my cock went straight to her lower belly, giving her a touch. She was a little startled, but my comfort reassured her. I started to grind Mouni on my lap so her wet vagina can feel my cock, and I soothed it with the moistness of her cum. She was enjoying herself as she increased the pace of her tongue.

My hard cock was not covered on one side with her wetness. I thought of giving it to her mouth to make it slippery, but I was too hungry to wait, and in one stroke, after I held Mouni still for a few seconds, I rammed the whole of my cock inside her. Her lips were sealed with mine so she could not scream.

It was a brief moment while my cock remained still inside the walls of her vagina and we continued to make out. I can feel the twitching of her vagina through my cock. It was always as fun and enjoyable as when I fucked Mouni for the first time. Her vagina is a beast that you don't get tired of. I started to slowly hum her up and down using my hands on her waist.

For a second I take a look at the TV to see the mesmerizing image of Mouni around me, as her legs are now completely wrapped around my back, as are her hands around my neck, while she remains blindfolded. Slowly I started to increase the pace of hums as my cock was moving more figuratively. She started to moan with light voices.

Her head fell on my shoulder, resetting it as she felt the small stroke that I was giving her. I was enjoying the small joint of shock that her vagina was giving me. I had two choices that time, but which one would be more fun? I was not sure.

I went near her ears and in a soft voice asked her, "My cocksucker, how do you like me to pleasure you next, lying on the bed on top thrusting fully or holding you in the air standing still while you bound on your hips?"

She did not reply, so I stopped the hum and grabbed her head and gave her a kiss and told her, "Answer now." my lovely kitty," and kiss her again. After some hesitation, she replied in a small voice in my ear, "In standing, and then halfway, throw me into bed thrusts."

The First Command

Hearing this, I felt like a bolt of energy passed through me. I held Mouni tighter on my chest while my cock was fully inside her walls. Using my full strength, I picked her and myself up and got off the bed. Her head was on my shoulder with her legs wrapped on my back, and I held her by the hips using my hands. carrying her straight to the front of the camera and TV.

Looking at the TV with the live feed, it felt like it was a video from some porn and we were porn stars. Mouni, with her tight corselet wrapped on my body like a snake, while I carry her as I own her. I rolled back and forth to check which view would be best, but trying every angle would be optimal, starting with sideways.

Now with a small stretch, I picked Mouni up and removed my small portion of my cock out of her vagina. She felt the withdrawal of cock as her vagina started to close. Quickly I thrust the half cock again, so she let out a soft moan. Again, I used her hip to remove my cock slightly more and give her a quick thrust so her vagina wouldn't forget. She was shivering since she was half floating. After pounding small strokes, I removed my cock and pointed the tip to her vagina's clitoris and pressed it. She let bliss out of her mouth.

I told her to bring her to the center so her face would face me. Before going all out, I teased her by bringing my lips closer to her without making contact, as below, my cock was dragging on her vagina walls.

With the full stroke of my power, using my hands and pointing my cock straight to her vagina, I pounded her fully. She let out a large moan, which echoed in the room. just like the first time. She was in ecstasy. While I wanted Mouni to enjoy her ecstasy, I was too hungry to stop. Pushing her hips up, I removed the cock and in a split second rammed again with full force inside. Her legs wrapped more tightly around me.

I started to kiss her and hold her tongue in her mouth to reduce her moan sounds as she was humming at my lap in the air with full strokes. I could feel the enjoyment she was getting, as was I. Looking at the TV, I can say it was like a paradise in which men were enjoying Angel after his death.

I watched her face on the monitor, the blindfold a stark contrast to the pleasure etched on her features. Her mouth was open, silent screams of ecstasy trapped in her throat. I could feel her nails digging into my back, a sweet pain that only fueled my own desire.

As her orgasm crashed over her, I felt a surge of triumph. I had given her what she wanted, what she needed. I slowed my pace, letting her ride out the waves of pleasure before I gave her what I had promised.

After banging her in a standing position and recording it from all 360 angles, I stopped since I was taking a toll on her and me by continuing to hold her, even while enjoying it. We were both breathing heavily and claiming each other with soft kisses on the face and lips. My cock was still fully erected inside her, splitting her inner walls apart.

Now is the time for her second request, which is to be fucked on the bed. After the heat of our bodies calmed down, I grabbed Mouni tightly and whispered in her ears, "Hope you had fun; now to take it further, let's begin the second part." She didn't respond but gave a slight smile, which was visible on TV.

I removed my cock from her vagina and with a gentle throw put her near the pillows. She smiled lightly, her breath catching in a pleased way. I moved to get a clear view of heated Mouni on the bed, blindfolded in a corselet.

On the Bed, No Mercy

Taking a sip of rum, I was ready again to pound her in no time. I just went, which startled her a little. "This time I am going to blast with you, my mouni, so I want it as wet and slippery as possible. The only thing that can make it in the shape is yours." I didn't finish the sentence, but she knew what I wanted. Without asking, she tried to come near me.

I told her, "On your forearms." She got in doggy in an instant. I directed her mouth with my hand to my cock. which was covered with the juices of her vagina. She started to lick, lick by lick, talking my cock in her mouth and giving me a proper blowjob.

Just within minutes, she made my cock as wet and slippery as jello. Her saliva was all over my long cock as she was worshipping it with care.

Since my cock was completely covered in her saliva, it was time to play again. I stopped her from blowing me and pushed her on the bed. I went near her legs and started to kiss them and went up from there. I grabbed both of her legs and positioned my cock to her vagina. Before going all in, I pushed my cock just tip-to-tip to tease her and told her, "If you want me to push it, you have to welcome me," to which she spread it with her hands to create an opening, inviting me to hammer her.

I shifted slightly to make sure the camera could capture and then went straight to pumping her with all my strength. Mouni let out a big moan.

Her breasts, still encased in the corselet, pressed against my chest with each powerful thrust. The fabric of the garment strained against the pressure, the whalebone boning creaking softly in protest. I could feel the heat radiating from her skin, even through the layers. Her breath hitched with every impact, a series of sharp, desperate gasps that mingled with the slick sounds of our bodies joining.

"You wanted it like this, my kitty," I growled against the shell of her ear, my voice a low rumble that vibrated through her entire frame. "Tell me you're enjoying it."

A choked sob was her only reply, her fingers digging into the muscles of my shoulders as she clung to me.

I adjusted my grip, one hand sliding down to cup the curve of her ass, to hammer further inside as I continued to drive into her. The camera captured everything. We were a study in motion, a living work of art created for an audience of one, reflected back at us on the television screen.

As we were blind to the pleasure our bodies were offering to each other, I saw the most excited face of Mouni. Her being blind was making her cling more to me for comfort. We started to exchange a full mouth's saliva in between, given how turned on we got. I wanted to play with her boobs, but since they were locked under a corselet, now was the time to free them from it.

I wanted a camera to capture the moment, so I pulled out my cock and told Mouni to turn. She obeyed and got in the doggy position. This view was mesmerizing.

Her back, a smooth expanse of skin, arched gracefully, the corselet lacing up her spine like a ladder to heaven. I followed the path with my eyes, down to the swell of her hips and the inviting curve of her ass. The camera loved this angle, capturing every detail in high definition. The slight sheen of sweat on her skin, the goosebumps that rose wherever my breath touched her, the way her muscles tensed in anticipation.

I knelt behind her, my hands tracing the delicate patterns of the corselet's embroidery before finding the knot of the laces at the base of her spine. I worked at it with patient fingers, loosening the binds, my knuckles brushing against her skin with every tug. The corselet loosened, its grip on her body lessening, it's fell to the bed.

As the final knot came undone, I slowly peeled the fabric away from her skin, revealing the soft, pliant flesh beneath. Her breasts, freed from their confinement, spilled into my waiting hands. They were heavy and warm, the nipples hardened into tight points against my palms.

With my hands holding her boobs, I brought Mouni upward to my chest. Her hand wrapped around my head from the back. I moved us to the sideways for a better view. My cock was in between her ass crack, feeling around her skin.

My hands were playing on her freed breasts and nipples while I was licking her neck from behind. She was moving around my face like a fish. Held her more strongly. I grabbed her nipples, squeezing them while I licked Mouni from the back. She was living in the ecstasy of orgasms. I gave her a small hickey on the back of her neck.

Pushing my hip on back, I straighten the position of my saliva-covered cock to her ass. Without showing any mercy, I rammed straight inside her already wet vagina in a shock. As it went in, Mouni released a sweet-sounding voice rather than a shocked moan or scream. She got used to it now, as did her body.

We started in the rhythmic function of having sex. When I pushed back from her ass, she pushed herself ahead; as I came with a strong thrust, she downlifted her ass so my cock could go more smoothly. I was like a machine operating perfectly in sync. She started to bite her lips, as I saw on the TV. her expression of the child who was hungry and got the food, since I was arousing all parts of her body, from pinching her nipple to licking her neck to thrusting her vagina with my shaft.

After banging her in that position, I stopped while my cock remained fully inside. I hugged her tightly and fell on the bed. I gave a tight kiss and told her to stay on the bed as I released my hand from her boobs and got my upper half. With my other hand, I pick on one of the legs and spread it upward.

I wanted to try one leg position now. I thought she might resist it, but she was in another world right now in which pleasure had overtaken any other senses. As I lifted on with both of my hands, my cock started to loosen from my vagina due to getting stretched.

She released a melodious sound of pain and an aroused moan. still under my spell fully.

Looking at the TV, I moved in deep, steady strokes. kept up a slow, relentless motion to get used to it. I could see that she felt every measured push like a spark under her skin as she created some motion in bed.

"Push yourself down so I can reach deeper," he told her with a strong thrust. She lifted her round ass upward, and I continued to press forward with each thrust. The scene that I saw on the TV was majestic. Her breathing broke in time with each movement. I saw her joyful face with each thrust.

I wanted to give her one there and then a final orgasm in missionary, but due to this position, Mouni was draining me as I was nearly at the end.

Stooped at the fully thrust cock, I slowly lowered her leg. She lay down, and her breathing with arousal could be seen. Her vagina wall got tighter and squeezed my cock inside it. by grabbing her hip and rolling her to her back again.

After our breathing got calmer, I grabbed Mouni by the hips and wrapped them around my back. to position her to the pillow side of the bed while I was on top of her. My cock was still fully inside her. She was getting her soft enjoyment in movements.

Lowering my posture, I pushed my chest to her boobs as my hand grabbed Mouni's shoulder from behind. As our faces came in contact, she opened her mouth with her tongue out for a kiss, and I responded with care. Without wasting any time, started the assault with most joy into her cunt. Mouni wrapped her legs tighter around my waist, pulling me more into her.

Her chest was rising fast under me, each breath breaking as my hips kept pressing forward. She held my shoulder tight, her body shaking softly with each movement. Her nail dug into my back.

As we were kissing passionately, Mouni turned her face to my neck and started kissing me there with the same aggression. I increased my pace to fuck her even harder. This was probably the most tiring and heated sex we had since this week.

For some time my breath got heavy as I tried to hold myself, but the way she was holding me and her kissing on my neck was draining the last control from me. Every deep thrust was pushing me closer to the end. The final movement was close.

So was she. I could feel her legs tightening as she didn't want to lose the enjoyment. Her breathing became broken and uneven, her whole body trembling under mine. The moans that she was releasing got louder and more broken. The sensation of her getting tighter around me with every thrust was clear. She was pulling me deeper.

Then suddenly her whole body tightened around me. She dug her nails into my back and shook under my chest, her face pressing into my neck as her teeth bit my neck and gave me the mark of triumph. Her pleasure finally broke. I could feel the warm liquid released around my heated cock from her vagina. The way she squeezed me made me groan hard.

Feeling her wet walls clench around me, I gave her a few more deep thrusts before losing the last of my control. With one final hard push, I came inside her, my whole body going weak on top of her. I shoot all of the load that had built up so far in one go. with a growl of victory.

With loose energy, my body dropped over hers as both of us were breathing hard, still shaking from the end.

Afterglow That Didn't Last

I stayed over her for a few moments, my cock still inside her as we tried to calm our breath. Our foreheads touched while she smiled softly to me while blindfolded i she looked like angel. I gave her a soft kiss.

I let my weight rest on her just long enough for our heartbeats to start syncing again--wild, erratic drums slowly finding the same tempo. "You still with me, kitty?" I murmured, voice gravel-rough from all the growling and gasping.

Mouni answered with a small, shattered laugh that turned into a sigh when I flexed inside her on purpose. Her inner muscles answered instantly, a greedy little squeeze that made me hiss through my teeth.

I stayed buried inside her, softening slowly while our heartbeats steadied. After a few long minutes, I gently rolled us so she was half-draped over me--her cheek against my chest, one leg thrown across my thigh, and her arm curled around my waist. Her freed breasts pressed warm and soft against my side.

I stroked her hair in slow circles, feeling her body melt heavier into mine with each exhale. She came closer and rested her head on my collarbone. Neither of us spoke; I let my hand drift down her back, tracing lazy lines along her spine, giving her time to calm down fully. She sighed contentedly, her body loose and trusting in my arms.

For about almost 20 minutes and almost half asleep of quiet holding, I felt myself stirring again inside her. I didn't want to end it just yet. given I would be able to get a chance to record again.

As I was playing with her hair, with gentleness I poked her to bring consciousness back and told her in a lover's voice, "Hope I didn't break your insides." She didn't reply. After a minute or two now, with a low but commanding tone, "The night is not over, my lovely Mouni; there is still a lot of play left to play and fun to be had."

She gave a glance at me with no expression but later gave a satisfied smile, which gave her submission. I told her, "Hold me, kitty. with your gentle palms. Show me how much you appreciate this cock that just wrecked you."

Her small hand slid down between us without hesitation. Blindfolded, yet her fingers wrapped gently around my semi-limp cock and began slow, reverent strokes. She explored every inch like it was new: thumb circling the head, palm gliding along the shaft, cupping my balls with feather-light care. all while her head rested on me. I was enjoying the scenery that was created on the large TV.

I guided her with quiet commands: "Slower... tighter at the base... use your fingertips on the underside... good girl, just like that."

While she worked me back to full hardness, I reached for the half-empty rum glass on the nightstand. I popped a Viagra pill from the table and dropped it into the amber liquid. While the pill was not completely dissolved, I lifted her chin with two fingers while holding the rum. "Open your mouth."

She parted her lips instantly. I took a slow sip of the spiked rum, then leaned down and kissed her deeply--letting the warm liquor trickle from my tongue to hers. She swallowed greedily, moaning softly into my mouth as the alcohol and the growing heat between us mixed. I fed her another sip the same way, then another, each kiss deeper, dirtier, until the glass was empty and only the pill was left to swallow, which I did.

We were enjoying the bliss of the moment as Mouni was bringing my manhood from life from a semi-dead state. It was quite a scene indeed.

Bound, Teased, and Taken Again