New accounting standards – Indian Sex Stories

Nirmala was not a very good Accountant, but she was the best we could get. More than her accounting practices, we enjoyed watching her because she had wonderful assets – she always dressed in a sari – a low slung hipster, showing oodles of waist and tummy and occasionally a nice fleshy “bembi”. When she walked, her hips swayed from side-to-side and one could not help but stare at her shapely buttocks. She was well-endowed on top and one occasionally got a peek of well rounded boobs.

I waylaid her early one morning in the Conference Room and grabbed her around the curvy waist. Surprisingly she hardly resisted and I was soon feeling her all over, especially taking my time over her stomach and feeling that fleshy “bembi” which we all eyed with such lust. She liked it when I went down on my knees and kissed her tummy and let my tongue find its way into her navel. Have you ever kissed a woman’s navel? You should – it’s the most erotic thing you can do and she’ll love you for it.

She sat on the big conference table and I hoisted her sari around her sexy hips. She was wearing light blue cotton panties, which fitted snugly over her butt and in the “V” of her legs. As she lay back, I licked her bare legs from her knees, down the inside of her ample thighs, till my tongue was rolling along the border of her tight panties. Gently I licked her and she cooed and responded by pushing herself into my face. As she lifted her ass, I let my hands slip in and started to remove her chuds.

Her muff was shaved – all except for a thin strip – a thin black line- just above the tip of the hood of her vagina. I let my fingers separate her nether lips and ran my tongue inside over the pink flesh – she moaned with pleasure. I loved the musky taste of her cunt on my tongue. I licked her clitoris, which was now quite swollen and engorged and then pushed my tongue all the way into her snatch – lapping at the salty juice that she was beginning to produce with all the excitement. I ran my tongue down her pussy into the area between her most private hole and she almost screamed in pleasure.

Without further ado, I let my tongue circle the tight ring of her anus and gently let my spittle lubricate her. She kept thrusting her ass in my face, an indication of the pure pleasure she was deriving from my attention to her “choot”. I gradually shifted my attention back to her cunt, gently massaging her anus with my middle finger. I let my lips grab the folds of skin around her clit and started a chewing action. Nirmala was now in the throes of excitement and I could feel her pulsate and lift her ass of the table.

Just at one such moment, when she almost squealed, I push my finger right up her ass. This time she did squeal – almost a scream of pleasure, as I withdrew and then pushed the finger up her anus again, chewing at her clitty at the same time. Then she was cumming and there was no keeping my face on her cherry – so I just kept my finger up her ass and let her orgasm flow. Her anal grip on my finger was terrific and immediately gave me some ideas for the future.

She gradually subsided and I helped her to get panties back on. Yet she wasn’t done. She was now down on her knees, grappling with my belt. In a minute, my trousers we below my knees, as were my undies. She took a firm grip of my semi-aroused member, cupping me below the balls and in a deft manner, yanked back my foreskin. She let the tip of her tongue slide over my purple cockhead and then in one expert move swallowed my engorged penis.

Could this woman suck – she really could – she would take my phallus right down to the base of her throat and then withdraw, so that her spit was like a white slime on my shaft – she did this about a dozen times before shifting her attention to my testicles. I don’t know how many of you have had your testicles sucked, but if you get the chance, do not give it a miss – especially if you have a Nirmala to do the job.

The ball sucking started with a gentle licking of the ball sack, and then a single ball into the mouth first, followed by another. Then both balls together – all the while yanking my slimy erect cock above her head. Then back came the mouth on my cock. I was really hard now and I could feel my cumshot building up. She pushed me against the table and made me lift my legs. Before I realized it, she had pushed her tongue between the cheeks of my ass and I felt the damp leathery tip on my anus.

Time to spray the seed. I pushed her face away, got my legs back on the ground, steadied myself against the table and let my steed go straight into her mouth. I held her head in both my hands and let her suck me from tip to shaft about a dozen times. She then grasped my dong in her right hand and wanked me. In about six shakes, I was shedding my load on her face and into her mouth – nice thick creamy cum that I had been saving up for a few weeks.

She swallowed what was in her mouth and the rest of my wad which was around her lips, she accumulated with her finger, before swallowing that as well. Looks like she got her vitamins for the day.

Nirmala looked at me and said – next time no finger – it’s got to be your cock. Now that was encouraging. You know, it’s only later when I was musing and juggling with the letters in the name “Nirmala” that I realized that you could form “Anal Rim”. By then of course, she and I had already set new accounting standards.