Devil’s Paradise

A JJ Submission:

Hi, JJ here it was 13.00 hours a hot humid afternoon at Chennai sea breeze yet to set in and it was lazy Citi Center shopping mall except for the theater and regular offices the shops were empty. A couple of kilometers away on the same side stood the once majestic Sheraton group of hotels suite #505 had been booked in the name of Mitra the drinks were ordered and ready to be severed in the lavish & elegance ambience of the suite.

Radhika looked into the rearview mirror of her santro as she applied the finishing touches to her eye make-up. She had bought a fashion magazine that gave details on how to achieve the "smoky eyes" favored by some celebrities. Mitra her 15 year younger lover had mentioned to her that he liked that look and Radhika had taken the hint. Since starting her affair with a younger co-worker, Radhika had made several changes to her appearance at her lover's subtle, and sometimes not so subtle, suggestion. Her hair was longer, below her shoulders, and heavily highlighted, making her more of a brownish. She used a flat iron so that it would hang even straighter than usual. She wore only "wet look" lip gloss whenever they planned to be together and applied it liberally. Radhika had even shaved her pussy hair, leaving only a closely trimmed triangle above her slit after Mitra had made it clear that he wanted her that way.

Her husband Rajiv had been thrilled, naively thinking she had shaved her pussy for his benefit, and Radhika made sure he had no reason to think otherwise. Radhika was still surprised that he had no clue as to what she had been doing with Mitra, and that everyone at her work appeared to be equally clueless. She only hoped her luck would continue.

The past couple of months, the two of them had been meeting at a local quick bite eat out over their lunch break and screwing in the backseat of her santro. Radhika had, thus far, resisted meeting him at a hotel and was afraid to go to his place, thinking his neighbors would wonder why a over -aged sexy woman was spending so much time with a man half her age.

There had, however, been a quickie at her home when Mitra had stopped by with some papers from work. Her husband and two children were at a high school for a function, and with little-to-no hesitation, Radhika had taken Mitra by the hand and led him up to the marital bedroom. Even though the sex was incredible, as always, she was uncomfortable bringing Mitra back to her home. While she had her lover's cock in her mouth, Radhika was unsettled when she caught herself looking at the picture of her children on the bedside table. Mitra had also insisted that they fuck on her husband's side of the bed, and although more than willing at the time, she did have some pangs of regret afterward.

As a result, when Mitra had mentioned that he could get their corporate suite at a Chennai Sheraton hotel, Radhika agreed to the meeting. Mitra was one of their top facility manager with a BPO and when one of the out-of-town guys had his stay cut short, Mitra arranged to have the room kept open for their private use.

Radhika slipped on her sunglasses and stepped out of the santro. She was wearing a Mysore silk sari and a jacket over it of a white, sleeveless blouse, She walked rapidly through the lobby to the elevator, not being able to shake the thought that the clerk knew exactly why she was there. Once safely in the elevator, she put her sunglasses in her purse and made a few last adjustments to her hair in the reflection of the door.

She walked down the hallway looking for the suite number Mitra had given her. Once outside the door , she started to knock when it suddenly flew open and she found herself being draged swiftly into the room by her wrists. Mitra pushed her forcefully against the inside of the door, kissing her roughly, his tongue pushing past her glossy red lips.

Although initially suprised by his actions, Radhika opened her mouth and met his oral thrusts with her own, drinking in the familiar smells and tastes of her young lover. After a few moments, Mitra broke their kiss and smiled broadly, his face inches from her own.

"I guess I don't have to tell you that I'm glad to see you!" he laughed, his deep black eyes sparkling. "Part of me wondered if you would still come."

Radhika relaxed and smiled back at him, her arms reaching up over his broad shoulders, pulling him back down to her.

"Your'e kidding, right? You know I can't stay away from you!"

With that Radhika kissed him deeply, her hands sliding down to cradle his face as their tongues danced. Radhika noticed that Mitra was wearing a short cotton bathing robe which belonged to the hotel and her hands reached down further to his fat cock. One slid through the folds of the robe to cup his heavy ball sack while the other worked to open his belt.

"Whoa . . .Whoa . . .Slow down girl!" Mitra said pulling her hands up from his cock. "This is one time we don't have to be in such a hurry!"

With a quick kiss, Mitra steered Radhika into the front room of the suite and helped her remove her jacket. Radhika dropped her purse next to her on the sofa as she took a seat. She smiled when she noticed that Mitra had bought a bottle of whisky that she had once mentioned as a favorite. He poured her liquor in a long-stemmed glass and fixed a strong one for himself, joining her on the sofa.

"To Jaggi for leaving town early and giving his key to me. If I told him I was meeting you here, he would never believe me!" Mitra toasted, clinking his glass gently with Radhika’s. They sipped their drinks as Mitra explained how easy it was to get their suite.

"Plus" he added playfully "It's on the company's tab!"

Radhika laughed and reached for her purse, removing a pack of classic kings Menthol 20's. She flipped the top of the hard pack and slowly removed one of the long cigarettes. Using a small gold lighter that Mitra had given her when she had mentioned that she had started smoking, Radhika lit her cigarette exhaling a thin stream of smoke towards the ceiling. She settled back against the cushions, her legs crossed seductively, glass in hand and found Mitra studying her.

"Damn lady." he whispered with approval. "What have I done to you?" he asked only somewhat in jest, remembering the demure wife and mother he had first met several months ago.

Radhika took a deep, slow draw on her cigarette and directed the smoke towards him.

"I guess you've released my inner needs . . . and I can't thank you enough!" she added with a sly smile.

Mitra laughed and kissed her, tasting the tang of her breath, feeling his cock begin to stiffen. His hand slid up to cup one of her smallish, firm breasts and was pleased to find that, per his instructions, she was not wearing a bra. Moments later, Radhika leaned forward and with a final drag , stubbed her cigarette out. Another sip of whisky and she slid towards Mitra, her hands reaching for his cock.

"I think" she purred "that I've been patient enough!"

She untied the belt and pulled his robe open, excited by the contrast of his dark skin and the white fabric. Radhika reached for his semi-erect cock, stroking it slowly.

"There's what I've been looking for!"

she sighed as she kneeled in front of him.

Holding the base of his thick shaft, she directed the head of his cock towards her wetly shining lips. Only taking the large head into her mouth, Radhika began sucking him forcefully, running her tongue over its sensitive top, her cheeks hollowing. Radhika then dropped her jaw to take all of his cock into her warm throat. She knew what her lover liked and she was eager to please.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm!" she moaned, savoring the taste and feel of his cock in her mouth.

Radhika jacked him while she noisily blew him, occasionally removing her mouth altogether to lick her way up and down his long shaft and to suck his balls. With one of his large rocks in her mouth, Radhika heard her cell phone ring. When she let his nut slip from her lips with a loud plop, Mitra quickly hissed:

"Let it ring!"

Radhika was already reaching into her purse and opening her cell.

"I can't. It might be important." Looking at the number displayed she added "Shit. It's from my hubby."

Smiling lustily up at Mitra, she began to slowly stroke his cock as she continued her conversation with her husband. Moments later, staring intently at the long, hard monster she held in her hand, she said "I love you, too!" before flipping the phone shut, tossing it on the sofa and eagerly swallowing his entire cock into her warm, wet mouth once again.

As Radhika's head bobbed rhythmically up and down and his lap, Mitra placed his hand on her head. Leaning back, Mitra closed his eyes and listened to Radhika moan and snort as she made love to his dick.

Radhika raised up, her eyes locked on Mitra, then she slowly licked his shaft from its base, ending with a wet kiss on its bulbous head. Mitra helped her to her feet and led her to the bedroom.

Mitra relieved her of the sari off and threw it on the bed. Radhika was now in the modest petticoat and a braless white blouse & kissed him and pushed the robe off his shoulders, allowing it to pool at his feet. She ran her hands gently over his tight, smooth body; across the breadth of his shoulders and down his heavily muscled arms. Her fingers traced a line down his chest, over his flat belly then creeped back to cup his hard ass cheeks. She pushed Mitra onto the bed and slowly removed the rest of her clothing. Mitra watched her hungrily, but when she finished and kneeled on the bed, running her hands slowly up her shapely legs. She stood and turned, legs spread slightly, looking over her shoulder at Mitra.

"You like these baby?" she teased as she modeled for her lover, her hands moving lewdly over her jutting breasts, then lower, her fingers tracking the moist slit between her legs.

"Get over here and I'll show you!" Mitra replied, his voice heavy with desire. Radhika smiled and walked over to the foot of the bed. She crawled between his legs, his hard cock rubbing against her now naked body, and then further up the bed where Mitra crushed her in a strong embrace.

He rolled Radhika over on her back, kissing her deeply, his fingers began tracing a trail up one of her firm thighs to her trimmed bush. He used the heel of his hand on her swollen clit before plunging his thick middle finger into her sopping wet hole. Radhika began to rotate her hips on the bed in response to his manipulations. When Mitra added a second finger and began to vigorously rub the interior of her pussy wall, the sexy matured lady began to moan loudly pulling Mitra deeper into their hot embrace, her tongue thrust into his mouth.

Mitra shifted and positioned himself between her outstretched legs. He lifted himself on his hands as Radhika reached between them and placed his big cock against her willing pussy. Mitra entered her slowly and easily, her cunt now accustomed to his cock's bulbous head. Radhika's body felt like she had been hit with an electric current, moaning loudly and moving eagerly beneath him. Mitra withdrew his cock completely and entered her slowly again, then several more times driving the married mother of two wild in anticipation of the fucking she was about to receive. When he finally shoved his entire length into her tight tunnel and began to lustily fuck her, Radhika's head began to thrash back and forth on the bed, her eyes screwed shut.

"OHHH . . . That feels so fucking good! I love your big, hard, cock inside of me!"

As Mitra continued fucking her with long, deep strokes, Radhika hooked her heels around his calf muscles, locking her body under his, and began to move in rhythm with his thrusts. Radhika's hand grasped the back of his thick arms as her hips ground against him in raw lust, her desire overwhelming her.

Her first orgasm hit her quickly, almost without warning, her legs wrapped tightly around her lover, her hands grasping his straining ass as she writhed underneath him.

"AHHHH . . . FUCK . . .BABY . . .SHIT . .!

I'M CUMMING ON YOUR BIG BEAUTIFUL COCK!!" Radhika shouted as Mitra continued to pound into her.

Mitra covered her mouth with his to quiet her, Radhika grabbing the sides of his face as they kissed, her orgasm beginning to subside. Mitra broke their kiss and withdrew his cock from Radhika, rolling off her.

"Get up on your hands and knees!" he ordered directing Radhika to face the foot of the bed.

Radhika positioned herself as instructed and felt Mitra place one hand on her upraised ass. She felt the head of his thick cock against her pussy lips briefly before he shoved his entire length into her slit. Radhika's head arched back sharply as she fell into the rhythm of his thrusting. Somehow, his cock felt even bigger and harder in this position and Radhika's pussy seemed competely full. Mitra grabbed her by the waist and the sound of his six-pack smacking her ass cheeks filled the room as they fucked wildly.

Radhika opened her eyes and saw their reflection in the large mirror on the celing. Looking back at her was a middle-aged North Indian woman being seriously fucked by a muscular black Tamil man, half her age. A sheen of sweat covered his body highlighting the definition of his body. As Mitra continued to fuck her, whipping her long hair around, shouting profanities , driving her ass back to meet her young lover's thrusts, her breasts swinging lewdly beneath her. She barely recognized herself; her lips shining wetly, eye make-up heavily applied , naked on the hotel bed except for her stilettos. She thought she looked like one of the girls in the porno movie her husband had brought home one time.

Mitra grunted behind her, fucking his cock into her even faster, his fingers now digging into her ass cheeks. Radhika was not a stupid woman, nor was she naive. She knew that Mitra was a pussy hound who liked to fuck married women and that she was his latest conquest. She also knew there would come a time when Mitra would tire of her and move on, but she was all right with that. Although Mitra was her first lover, she had to admit that he likely would not be her last. She wasn't going to be able to put this particular genie back in the bottle. But for now, she was going to do everything in her power to keep him interested as long as she could. Mitra liked slutty, and she could do slutty.

She looked back over her shoulder at her young stud, his face intense, body sweaty, muscles bulging as he drove his long cock into her faithless pussy.

"You like doing me like this?" she asked sexily.

"Oh yeah . . .I like fucking you like this . . .I love looking at your fine, tight ass lady!" Mithra managed between hard thrusts.

"Ahhh . . .You fuck me soooo good . . . and your cock is soooo big! I love it!" Fuck me harder! That's it baby! FUCK ME HARDER!!!!!"

Mitra slammed into the older woman causing her ass cheeks to ripple with his force. Radhika's orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, starting at her feet, up past her overheated pussy and her swinging breasts, leaving her glossy red lips in a stream of profanities.

"SHIT . . . OHHHHH FUUUUUCCKK . . .UMMMMM!

AHHHHHHHHHHH . . .FUCK . . . MITRA! AHHHHHH . . .FUUCCKK!!!!"

Mitra continued to fuck Radhika as she began to recover. She felt his cock twitch as his breathing became more labored. Realizing that her young lover was close, Radhika pushed her ass back harder to meet his deep thrusts.

"Come on. . .cum in my pussy. I want to feel you cum inside me! . .. . FUCK ME!!!!"

When she heard a low growl start to build in her lover's throat, Radhika quickly spun around and grabbed his cock, aiming it at her mouth. His first jet of spunk hit her on the chin before she was able to get her mouth around his entire dick. Radhika grabbed his hips for support and began fucking his cock with her mouth, taking load upon load down her throat. Mitra shouted as he came:

"AHHHHHHHH . . . SSHHIIIIITTTT!!!"

As his climax began to weaken, Radhika removed his cock from her lips but continued to jack him, taking the last spurts of his jism on her outstretched tongue before swallowing that as well.

"MMMMMmmmmmm . . .My lover tastes sooo good!"

Radhika looked up at Mitra, her beautiful blue eyes shining brightly through the smoky make-up, smiling in satisfaction at the pleasure she had just brought to her young lover. She continued to stroke his cock and would occasionally slide its head past her shiny lips for a brief, loving suckle.

Mitra eventually fell back against the headboard, still breathing hard. Radhika rolled off the bed and disappeared into the front room, walking unsteadily, still light headed from the fucking she had just received. She returned with their drinks, kissing Mitra sweetly as she handed him his glass.

Radhika leaned naked against the dresser, her feet crossed in front of her and sipped her whisky. She studied Mitra over the rim of her glass, his gorgeous body sprawled across the bed, thick cock lying across his muscular thigh.

"God, I love fucking you!" a bit of wonder in her voice.

Mitra laughed and let the ice cube he was sucking on drop back into his glass.

"I've noticed!"

Both of them were quiet for awhile, lost in their own thoughts, as they regained their strength. Radhika finally broke the silence.

"You know what I'd really like to do sometime?"

"What's that?"

"I'd like for us to go out of town together, some weekend. Someplace where now one would know us. I could get dressed up for you, anyway you would want, and we could go out . . .to a bar or for dinner. We would be all over each other so that anyone who saw us would know that I was yours and that I would do anything for you . . .or to you for that matter!" Radhika added with a sly laugh.

"And when we go all hot and horny,. . . just short of fucking each other in public, we'd go back to our room."

Intrigued, Mitra responded playfully " I like the sound of this. What would we do next?"

Radhika put her whisky glass on the dresser and walked over to the bed. Kneeling next to her lover, she cradled his face in her hands and kissed him, her tongue darting quickly into his open mouth.

"Why should I tell you when I'd much rather show you!" she whispered in his ear as her hand slid down his deep chest to his stiffening dick.

"Remember, we don't have to be in any hurry!"

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Yours Lovingly

JJ