Nostalgic Seeds – Part 6 (Glazed wet cream buns)

Disclaimer: This is a semi-fictional story based on certain real-life incidents. Any similarity to anyone alive or dead is purely coincidental.

Priya was wiping her melons while she looked at the message.

“Can I see you now?” She read the text and noticed that her nipples were erect for some strange reason? She pinged his location and noticed that her dry pussy was getting ready for her real man.

Ratan also came out of the bathroom quickly and kissed Priya from behind. He was too tired after she made him release all this energy on her boobs.

“You sleep Ratan, I have some work,” She said walking naked towards the cupboard. She picked a T-shirt and pushed it into her upper body without covering her boobs with a bra.

Then picked up a skirt that reached her knee and tied its knot tightly around her waist. She looked at the sets of neatly folded panties set but refused to wear any of them.

Priya made sure Ratan was sleeping and closed the bedroom door behind her. She turned on her laptop in her study room and then rushed to the kitchen. She looked at the pack of ice cream. But closed the fridge door without picking it up now.

There was something that Hari always used to do to her. He would take ice cream, especially preferred vanilla for her chocolate pussy. He would spread her cunt lips fill her with the ice cream and lick it till she fell tired of multiple orgasms.

Priya walked toward the front door and opened it without making any noise. She noticed the lights of a two-wheeler being turned off outside. She walked after closing the door very gently. It was almost past 10.

The cold breeze lifted her skirt, she felt the cold air on her cunt but her pussy was warm. Hari came in the same classic 350. The same bike in which they used to roam around during their romantic period. She stood there at the gate smiling at him, he had a package in his hand.

“This is for you!” He said, planting a kiss on her cheeks. Priya opened the package and her face lit up. It was victoria’s Secret red lingerie. She always adored his taste.

“Baby this won’t cover anything it’s meant to,” She grinned.

“That’s why I bought it for you,” He said crushing his body on her.

He planted his arms on her sponge ass and asked, “Baby, you don’t have anything inside?”

She kissed his chin, “You know I keep them free for you!”

“Let’s go inside and open you,” He said lifting her skirt to grab her butt.

“Ratan is inside. He just slept” She stopped him.

“But my balls are full.”

He was squeezing her butt. Priya smiled and grabbed his hand then pulled him towards the house. She walked slowly trying not to make any noise. When near the car garage, she tip-toed to the end of the garage.

They were behind two cars, and they could not be easily spotted unless someone was spying on them right now. Priya kept the package on the bonnet of her car and smiled. Then locked her lips with Hari.

She knew exactly what she was doing. Just kiss him for a few minutes and he would be as straight as the Eiffel tower. In the pitch-black garage, Priya melted between his lips. The only light was the reflected moonlight hitting on their body rubbing on each other’s private parts.

She kept her palm on her crotch and smiled when she found he was fully erect. She undid his jeans while sucking his tongue in her mouth. He was ready to be taken out, the boxer followed the same fate.

Priya with her fast hands unrolled them enough to let his penis and balls feel the cold air around them. Holding his penis, she rolled the foreskin down and smiled.

“How is it always so pink?” She said pecking on his neck. Priya then turned around and faced the wall. Hari smiled when he understood what that meant. She would turn her ass to him always when she needed it in her back hole.

Hari held her skirt and folded it upside, then tucked it into the elastic border on her waist. Priya grabbed it and pulled the skirt upwards to fix it over her plump belly and arched so Hari could have her ass.

Hari was now looking at the perfect round butt of his ex-girlfriend. It was dusky, fat, and meaty. Holding each cheek with his either palm he squeezed them.

“Missed them? ” She moaned mildly.

He separated her butt cheeks and looked at the cave that was tight now. In the dim light, he rubbed his fingers on her ass cheeks and then touched her butt rose. It was very soft.

He was sure she shaved there recently. He could feel the softness of her skin very effectively. Hari placed his erect penis on her butt cheeks and crushed her against the wall.

“Baby, it’s too tight, I might scream and wake up Ratan,” Priya said holding the skirt on her face. “Glaze my buns with your cum, you deserve it,” She said smiling.

Hari slithered his left hand through her belly to between her legs. He quickly found her pussy, she was soaking. His palm had her cunt right under it, she closed his palm squeezing her cunt, and felt the juices leak know his fingers.

“What about your husband?” He said, adjusting his erection between her ass cheeks.

“He is asleep, but I am awake for you” Priya rubbed her ass on his groin.

He reciprocated, “Do you remember the first time, I came on your ass? ” Hari asked rubbing it slowly on her butt cheeks.

Priya chuckled. They were in their prime hormone rummaging age. It was at her house, that Hari visited her as a friend. They acted like they were studying together upstairs. While her parents sat downstairs he rubbed his young cock on her ass.

They were very careful not to make any sounds to get her parents’ attention and listened to their footsteps. He came so madly on her butt. She stayed that whole day with it over her buns without cleaning herself.

“Can’t forget those days?” She said grinding her butt on his penis. Her cunt leaked fresh juices onto his palm and he kept leaking precum between her crack.
“You are making me a slut,” She moaned.

His precum was sticking over her ass and dripping down. Hari arched forward and placed his lips on her shoulder. He engulfed her skin in his mouth and sucked with his lips. She knew he was going to release. He did that to avoid moaning just like he did years back.

“Glaze my buns, baby,” She kept whispering.

He grew wilder, faster, and stronger. Then he gasped. She felt the warm milk flowing. She arched again so that nothing missed the target. His fountain splashed on her ass. It leaked from either side of his dick and deposited on her ass cheeks. She kept grinding.

“I want more cream, I know there is more,” She said and ground on his crotch. More and more drops flowed out and spurted on her ass. Then he groaned, she offered her neck for him to subdue his moan with a love bite.

Then she turned around and looked at his weak growing penis. She wiped the foreskin on her palm and rubbed the mushroom head. Then licked her fingers.

“What makes your cum so addictive? ” She asked.

“Because it custom made for you!” He grinned.

She kissed him goodbye and asked him not to miss any more appointments. She walked back into her room and looked at her ass after pulling out her skirt. Like cream buns, her ass glistened under the light in her dressing room.

His cum was all across the cheeks, a few between them and on her crack. She knew it was even on her asshole. She was feeling wet and sticky there. She appreciated herself for making her man cum like an animal. But who was her man? It didn’t matter as long as her needs were met.

She walked to the bed and got inside the blanket without cleaning herself. She liked sleeping with Hari’s cum on her. That’s how she used to sleep before breaking up.

But what she didn’t know was Ratan was awake and that was not it. He was fully erect under the blanket.

To be continued in season 2. Send in your valuable feedback so I can make every part better than the last.

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