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Viji aunty with a special clit Part 2


When my finger reached inside the hair, up to her slit, probing for her secret aperture, and as I entered my index finger, her clitoris PLOPPED out, hanging loosely between her thighs. I joke NOT! Seriously, her clitoris was actually an extended piece of tissue easily about 5 inches long, hanging almost like a cock between her thighs. I quickly jerked my hand away from that hole, as if I’d encountered something dangerous like a scorpion or a snake (which, in a sense, I had!) and looked up at her. Viji’s eyes were still closed, her hand pressing my mouth to her left nipple (a single strand of hair just under that areole) while she now opened her thighs wide and stood on tiptoe, resting her right thigh over my shoulder, rubbing her hips, grinding them onto my shoulders.

I could feel her extended, elongated clit rubbing me, my shoulder growing wet as if she was pissing, she was leaking such copious amounts of juice from her wet hole. She was whispering in Malayalam, cheap dirty words, directing me to suck her breasts, telling me how she wants me to fuck her pooru (cunt), telling me that she has missed this (act of fucking) for so long, promising me that she will show me a magical world that I have never even imagined, let alone experienced….. Pulling me up to my feet, Viji pushed me to the bathroom and started the shower. We were now in a hurry, removing all our clothes and standing under that flow of water, getting soaked and wet.

Taking the soap in her hands she applied soap all over my body, spending a long time caressing my manly chest, allowing the soap to go between my thighs, soaping my erect rod, soaping my ass-hole etc before soaping her own body. All this while my hands were roaming all over her breasts, her tight, shapely ass, her waist, up into her armpits, down between her thighs deep into her love hole, pulling at that elongated clitoris that flopped flaccidly between her thighs, drooping out of her cunt like a mini cock. I was fascinated by the sight of that huge clitoris, so strange, so repelling yet fascinating. It was almost as long as my cock prior to erection, but thin, hanging loose like a piece of rope wire.

I asked her why it was so long and she said it was always like that right from her puberty. I asked her “Do you like it if I touch this?” to which she replied that the entire length of that bit of flesh was ALIVE and FILLED with the most erotic and tingling of sensations. She begged me to pull it REALLY HARD and showed me how exactly to do it. By now were were both bathed and the shower had washed the soap off our bodies. Viji made me sit on the floor, in the middle of the bathroom and she lowered herself on my lap, taking my erect cock up inside her pooru. Feeding her breasts to my greedy hungry mouth she now wrapped her clitoris around my cock head before burying it once more inside her chooth that was now tighter than ever before.

A most incredible sensation, that, as if I was having a double tight chooth to fuck. She leaned back, biting her lips, muffling a scream of pure joy as she began to literally jump up and down the length of my shaft. The water still dripping off our bodies made a wet sloppy sound that was like music to my ears. Unable to resist, I began lifting my hips to meet her thrust as we fucked, fucked and fucked. I could feel the pressure building up within me, my balls tightening as they got ready to shoot out my spunk. At the same time I felt Viji tightening her thighs behind my back, literally applying the squeeze on my waist as she increased the tempo of her thrusts, a low, continuous growl escaping her throat.

We fucked, hardly for 3 or 4 minutes before I exploded like a machine gun, shooting wave after wave of my cum up her chooth hole. While I was bathing the inside walls of her cunt she continued that growling throaty noise and increased her fuck speed even more till, in a sudden frenzy she squeezed my waist even harder than before and, finally, collapsed on the tiled floor, spent, drained and satisfied. She lay there, eyes closed, whimpering softly, whispering dirty words under her breath, in Malayalam and Tamil, speaking such vulgar words that even I went red with embarrassment.

Looking at me through half open eyes she asked me “So, what did you think? Did you think that I’m an old woman who has forgotten how to fuck a man? Wiat, I am not done with you yet?” and she slid around on the floor, pushed me onto my back and took my spent, flaccid cock in her hands and began to lick it, cleaning up the coating of our cum with her tongue. Turning still, she placed her chooth over my mouth and raising her hips she allowed her long, drooping clit to fall into my open mouth. I sucked, just as she sucked me, and I realized to my own surprise that I liked the sensation of a cock like object, even if it was barely a few centimeters wide, in my mouth.

We stayed like that for a few minutes, sucking, slurping, licking till I felt myself grow hard once again. Pushing her down now, I raised her thighs over both my shoulders, pinning her shoulders with my hands and plunged my shaft all the way down to the hilt, deep into her koodhi and fucked her brutally till she screamed in a mixture of agony and joy. Viji was with me for 3 wonderful, fuck filled years. During the time she stayed with me we explored everything, she showed me the sheer pleasure that a man could feel if a woman was willing to run her tongue deep inside his ass, she gave me the joys of fucking her gaand, she sucked me when she was down with her periods, she introduced me to the joys of an oil-massage cum fuck, etc.