The Impregnator -Ch #12&13

As she explained to me about the State seriously in a monotone, her silken veil lay crumpled over her thighs and I was aching to uncover the goodies that lay beneath it

I put my hands on her big wide shoulders and caressed her neck massaging those muscles, which I knew she liked immensely.

("These Kings are now..", she was saying but stopped, "OH, That is wonderful, honey" referring this time to my neck massage (...Hmmm!)", She groaned and continued and so did I. I knew that this sweet seduction was going well and the booty was now not very far.

("You know, they have concealed weapons and bombs buried inside our boundaries..." she went on, again unmindful of what I was up to.)

I was more interested in her concealed breast globes, which too made her look like a 'sex bomb'; I grinned to myself at the pun. 

I now caressed the soft big tits with my palm with slow massaging rotations all over the pliant flesh. My own cock had come alive and was pressing hard against the loincloth below my robes and was making it difficult for me to sit steady in my seat.

("The concealed weapons were discovered on the last leg of my own inspection..." she went on unmindful of my handiwork)

But, I was thinking about 'her' legs then, discovering they were 'concealed' just beneath the folds of silk sari. I lifted her sari from her feet upward in both my hands and pulled them over her kneecaps, uncovering her shapely ebony colored knees. I hungrily kneaded the legs thus exposed with both my hands starting from her feet up and caressing till her dainty kneecaps. She was so smooth and well formed there, this big meaty wife of mine! Her legs were like chiseled sculpture in dark granite like those you see in Hindu temples depicting all those charming goddesses.

(" Oh, UMMMMM... Honey! What are you doing...? Can you concentrate please...This is serious work" she admonished me but without much conviction. But she went on, her self-control and discipline egging her on)

Now I actually started unbuttoning her blouse and soon, out spilled two of the ripest melons you would ever see on this side of the world. They jiggled happily as the blouse fell away. (OHH..UMMM.. You naughty..." She gasped out and paused in her description of the criminal conspiracy in the State by enemies to growl at me.

This was just to complain on my baring her thus shamelessly in the Royal meeting hall. "This is a 'Meeting hall' and not a 'mating' hall " she laughed at her own pun and but I was not listening to any of it)

I walked quietly behind her and stood with my hands on her wide shoulders and kneaded her firm shoulder blades making her pause again and growl like an awakened tigress. She liked that too. My hands next teased the breasts, softly kneading the pliant flesh tweaking her bullet-hard round nipples that stood out an inch out from her tit globes. My erect prick was still caught inside my tight loincloth and I felt some pre-semen staining its front. I poked my royal shaft against her left ear as I bent down to kiss her right ear. I kissed her earlobes and sucked it up into my mouth with a loud 'slurp' interrupting her, but deliberately paused to let her continue her report. This was a long drawn out erotic teasing and a pleasing seduction in slow motion. My tongue snaked into her ear cavity and her mushy herbal fragrance on her face made me heady and my cock lurched in a spasm, bunched as it were, against her left ear and face. She was getting distracted in her talk, missing a few words here and there but held out yet, seemingly unmindful of my seduction.

'Well, two can play a game, honey' I thought to myself kissing her further all over the neck. It was now my skills versus her resolve not to yield, which made it all the more thrilling. (SD gasped as she realized what mischief I was up to and covered her arms over the bared tits and continued on about the plots being hatched in the states subordinated to ours, aiming to attack us.

" We are still not so vulnerable, you see, " she said, defending the State machinery)

But the portions of her naked body below her chest had become 'vulnerable' to my 'attack' now, as her hands were now over the chest and her bare legs were exposed to the knees and nothing stopped me from attacking them, so to say. I climbed down from my seat, kneeled in front of her and slowly pushed the silken garment up and away, over her thighs, which now shone like black butter, if you get what I mean.

I started kissing her hard bony kneecaps pressing them with my lips and circling them with my tongue in crazy patterns leaving wet marks on them. 

I slowly used one of my hands get in between her soft lower thighs and separated the legs so that they lay apart giving me enough leeway to continue my erotic ministrations. My head dipped into the small space between my wife's thighs and smelt the aroma of her mature Queenly 'yoni' coming from within. She had applied some herbal perfume too down there and the combination of the pussy's native aroma with the perfume was so powerful and heady that it drove me mad with lust.

My mouth was dry and my royal appendage was raging hard from such along time now.

("Oh Dear... You are not listening to me...Can you count how many rebel kings are hiding from our inspection now", She asked me, her breath quickening and voice trailing, as she realized what was going to happen next. She was silently hoping I would continue though she would not say so. )

I looked up into her eyes and said,

" I would rather 'count' how many pussy hairs are covering your sweet 'yoni' than the number of those idiots", and spread her black granite-like thighs all the way out. I stared in fascination at what I had bared. 

'My own wife of several years, so what is the big deal', you say? 

Well, she is actually a 'big' deal. I mean physically she is unmatched by any woman I had seen so far. And I had missed this for many days now ever since I was sent out on impregnation mission. Her thighs looked like flaring pillars, shining smooth and hairless except that on her big juicy pussy set in the middle of a wide pelvis and soft fleshy buttocks was covered with the original curly black natural hair cover God had bestowed her, which she never trimmed or cut. This 35-year-old mature perfect Hindu yoni was one to savor slowly and completely and certainly not for a quickie.