Bollywood Sluts :Tasting Kareena’s Breast Milk Leads To A Lot Of Fucking (Part 1)

Tasting Kareena’s Breast Milk Leads

I work as a cleaner at a hospital part time while going to college. I’m studying business management and plan to own my own business some day. The pay is good and the schedule works with my classes.

The only down side to the job, other than it is menial is my boss. She’s a real bitch.

“Murli!” the bitch, yells as soon as I get there. “You’re ten minutes late.”

“Sorry,” I reply. She’s dressed to the nines as usual. A gray outfit with a lighter gray shirt, cut low (or maybe it just looks that way because of her massive boobs), and a dark gray jacket that match her pants.

“Well? What happened?” She demands.

“Well, there was an accident and it backed up traffic,” I informed her.

“That’s why you need to leave earlier,” she said.

“If I had left earlier, it might have been me in the accident. Then who’d clean all the rooms?”

“Don’t be a smartass. Now get to work.”

I turned to go.

“Wait. Hands!” She demanded. She had this weird thing about how since I clean up, that I had to be clean myself. Even though I mostly wore gloves, she always inspected my hands before every shift. Who knows, maybe she had a hand fetish.

“At least your hands are clean,” she said, bringing my hands down and brushing my crotch. I just wasn’t sure if it was an accident, on purpose or if she was just teasing me.

“Good to go?” I asked.

“Yes.” I got the list of the rooms to be cleaned and headed to the apartment building on my list today. The locality was a rich and full of Bollywood celebrities. Another upside of the job was that I got to see a lot of actresses.

Everything went routine until I came to room 208. There was a beautiful women in there with long, black hair and really nice tits. I know because her shirt was unbuttoned and she was playing with them. Well, not really playing, more like massaging them. Her areolas were football shaped and her nipples were short but fat. Both her areolas and nipples were dark, compared to her breasts which were very pale and I could clearly see veins.

“Uh,” she gasped. “What are you doing here?”
This was none other than the Bollywood actress Kareena Kapoor. The reason of a lot of wet dreams and I had just seen her tits!

“Just cleaning up,” I replied.

“Well, can’t you come back later? I’m kind of busy.”

“I can see,” I said, staring at her breasts.

“It’s not that. I’m getting ready to pump.”

“Pump?” I asked.

“Yes pump. Pump the milk from my breasts. And I’d like to do it alone.”

“I understand, but I’m on a tight schedule and my boss is a real bitch. She’d go fuck-all if I didn’t clean all my rooms on time.”

“You really can’t wait?” She asked again.

“I’ll be in and out in no time,” I assured her.

“That’s what my husband said, then I was pregnant. Fine. You’ve already seen them anyway. Just be quick please.”

“Yes ma’am. By the way, my name is Murli,” I said, offering my hand.

She let go of her breast to shake my hand. Not only could I see her breasts, but they bounced when we shook hands.

She noticed me looking at her breasts.

“Oh very clever. You boy’s just can’t look at our breasts, you have to watch them bounce.”

“I’m just being polite, ma’am.”

“Uh huh. And stop calling me ma’am. Now, don’t you have a schedule to keep?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

And boy did I. Never before had I cleaned a room so slow. I mean, I did my best like I always do, but I just went super slow.
I mean I was with Kareena Kapoor and her tits in a room! I could clean the room all my life if she sat there with her tits out like that!
When I was done, Kareena had her breasts hooked up to some gizmo that was making noise.

“So what is that?” I asked.

“I thought you had a tight schedule?” She asked.

“Oh, it’s my break time now.”

“And this is how you want to spend your break?”

“I can’t think of a better place,” I replied.

“I’ll, bet. You need a swift swat on the behind,” Kareena said.

“My boss feels the same way.”

“Perhaps I should meet her.”

“Maybe you will. Remember, you were going to tell me about that?” I said pointing to the machine.

“I was huh? Fine. This is the breast pump. It sucks the milk from my nipples into these plastic containers. See?”

“Not really,” I said, standing over her.

“Get down close for a better look,”

I got on my knees for a closer look. Her nipples were being sucked into the tube. “Oh yeah, cool.” I said.

“You want to hold one?” She asked.

“Sure,” I said, putting my hand under her breast.

“Not my breast, the container,” she said laughing.

“Oh, right. Sorry,” I said, but couldn’t hide my smile.

“Uh huh,” she said, knowing that I wasn’t sorry.

Soon she was done. She put everything away and was washing her breasts. She was about to button her shirt when she looked at me. “Do you wanna taste it?”
Did I just hear correct? Was I dead and in heaven? Kareena Kapoor asking me if I wanted to taste her milk?
HELL YEAH!

“May I?” I asked politely

“Oh, so you do have manners. Yes you may, but be gentle. My nipples are very sensitive.”
I quickly got up and locked the door, lest somebody came barging in.

First I licked around her areolas, then I flicked her nipples with my tongue. Then I put her breast in my mouth and sucked. I moved my mouth around so that I was just sucking on the nipple like a baby. While I sucked on one breast, my hand played with the other. Drawing the outline of her areola, following the veins, and lightly pinching the nipple. I was going between both breasts. I guess I was doing good, because she started moaning, a lot.

Suddenly she pulled me up. “Let’s see what you’re packing.”

She unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them and my underwear down. My hard cock sprang out.

“Well, cute, polite and a nice cock. Why are you a cleaner?” she asked, taking my cock in her mouth.

“Ohhhhh!” I moaned. “To pay for college”

“What’s your course?” She asked, while swirling her tongue around the head of my penis.

“Bbbbusiness,” I stammered.

Then she rubbed her thumb under the head, while she licked and sucked on my balls.

Soon my cock was between her breasts and I was tit fucking her. She started squirting milk on my cock and sucking it off. Finally she put my cock in her mouth again.

“I call this the washing machine,” she said, then moved her tongue all around the head of my cock.

“I’m gonna cum,” I warned. She just clamped down tighter and soon I started shooting streams of cum in her mouth. She swallowed it all.

“My turn,” she said.

Her pussy was shaved and her lips were also brown like her nipples and areolas.

I started out slow, then going faster, but avoided her clit. Every time I got near it she moaned. Her clit started to swell, still I purposely avoided it. Then I gently grazed it. Again and again, just licking it in passing. Then I licked her pussy, while rubbing her clit with my thumb. I moved the skin away from her clit and gently blew on it. That made her jump, so I did that a few more times. Then I slid a couple fingers inside her and sucked on her clit. I kept that up until she came. And boy did she cum. Her pussy exploded, spraying the bed and me with her juice.

Kareena’s next attention grabbing move was to grab my cock as she kissed me deeper. My response was to put my left hand right on her incredible chest, and my right square on her equally smooth, round, supple behind. I’d never felt so many full, round, sinfully sexy surfaces. I was hard again immediately.

It was all too much. Kareena’s pouty lips and silky tongue darting in my mouth, her quick hand stroking my cock, her legendary breasts in my own hand and her gravity defying ass in my other one. No one could handle all this for too long.

And I proved it by cumming so soon right into Kareena’s hand.

She broke the kiss in time for us both to see me shoot streams of cum onto Kareena’s stomach. It was uncontrollable, and my own movements made me shoot lower onto Kareena’s leg before long. But otherwise, our feet kept us staying put as I finished cumming all over Kareena way too soon.

As my cock died down, the rest of me froze in place. Kareena didn’t move much herself, even to clean all the cum dripping down her stomach and leg. It was a wonder I didn’t get any on the floor. But that would have been the least of my concerns.

to be continued…..

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