Chris and Kareena Make Love
by Sonofjack, sonofjackwell@gmail.com
The title says it all!


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There really isn't too much story to this story. This is part of my "India"
series. This interlude takes place between part one, "India Story", and part
two, "Kareena the Avenging Angel", so I guess this could be considered part
1.5. Even though there's not much to it, I hope you like it anyway.

Send your comments to sonofjackwell@gmail.com

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Chris is lying in bed naked and waiting for Kareena. He is doing just as he
was told to do. Frankly, he would rather be on his knees kissing and licking
her ass while she prepares herself for a night of lovemaking. The hardest part
of his day is when she makes him wait for her like this. He knows that when
they do make love that it will be the best part of his day, and he's already
been having a very good day. However, he also knows that it's not safe for him
to disobey.

When you're in love with an incredibly gorgeous and dominant woman who can
lift elephants with one hand, bend two inch thick steel bars into pretzels,
punch holes in brick walls and be hit by bullets fired from a handgun at point
blank range without suffering so much as a scratch, your life quickly become a
delicate balance between arousal, obedience and fear. In his heart Chris
doesn't really believe that his beautiful and generous Mistress Kareena would
do physical harm to him if he disobeyed. On the other hand, he has just enough
doubt to ensure that he doesn't ever try.

Neither he nor Kareena would have it any other way.

Meanwhile Kareena is in the large bathroom that adjoins their bedroom
preparing herself for this evening's intimate activities. She knows what
torture it is for Chris when she makes him wait like this. That's part of the
reason why she does it.

Her mother taught her that it was the duty of a strong woman to make sure that
her man was disciplined. "Always keep the actual physical punishment to a
minimum," her mother told her and her two strong sisters, "After all, they are
only men and therefore weak and needy. Most of the time, it is only necessary
to remind men what you CAN do to them with your superior power. That is
usually sufficient for keeping them obedient. After all, it is the secret
desire of all men to be intimidated and subservient to a woman with vastly
superior strength, and no man can truly be happy otherwise."

Kareena's mother was a wise and strong woman. As the absolute strongest in her
family of super-strong women, Kareena felt a great responsibility to keep her
man in his place.

Besides, Kareena really did want to look her best tonight. She wanted this
night to be special. They were celebrating Chris's promotion at work and the
large raise that came with it. Kareena was proud of the fact that even though
Chris deserved his promotion, he would not have gotten it if she had not gone
to his office to have a little "chat" with his boss.

When she was ready, she called out for Chris to turn off all the lights in the
bedroom and to sit on the bed so that she could make her entrance. Once again
he wanted to protest. He didn't want to turn out ALL of the lights because he
wanted to be able to see her. Once again, he did exactly as instructed.

When the room was dark, Kareena threw open the bathroom door. She was standing
in the doorway with the bright light from the bathroom illuminating her from
behind. Her arms were stretched up and out, grasping the inside of the
bathroom door frame. She was naked except for a flimsy and flowing white silk
robe and sandals on her feet.

The bright light behind her rendered the silk robe all but invisible. Her
toned arms were visibly on display as were her long inviting neck, her pert,
perky, perfect breasts, her slender, flat, tight tummy, her wide, round hips
and her long and shapely legs. Her sweet little nibble-worthy toes peeked out
from underneath her sandals. Her face was half in shadow, but her full lips
were visible and her exotic eyes almost seemed to give off their own light.
Her long black hair which was usually straight was lightly curled and seemed
to bounce off her broad sexy shoulders.

"Was I worth the wait?" Kareena asked in a voice that oozed seduction and
desire.

"Yes, Mistress Kareena, God yes!" Chris replied enthusiastically. He could
feel his dick rising just from looking at her in the half-light. He could not
believe that such a woman could be in love with him even though all evidence
seemed to point in that direction. He started to get up from the bed.

"Who said you could get up?" Kareena asked haughtily.

"No one, Mistress Kareena, I only thought that-"

Kareena held out her right hand and raised one figure to silence her lover.
"Don't think, my love, just obey. I want to show you something first."

Kareena stepped into the room and began to slowly, seductively sway her body
back and forth. With the light still shining behind her, Chris could see every
muscle in her unbelievable, firm, hot body ripple to the rhythm that was
playing in her head, but being made manifest by the motion of her sexy body.
Before long, he realized that his heart was beating to match the tempo that
she danced to.

She turned slightly sideways - enough so that he could catch a glimpse of her
amazing, spectacular, tight, round ass through the gossamer material of her
robe. She began to thrust her pelvis forward and backward. She started out
slow and picked up speed with each new thrust. Once again, Chris could feel
the beat of his heart matching the tempo of Kareena's hip thrusts. As she
picked up speed, his heart beat harder and faster until he felt like it was
going to burst out of his chest. A man in less excellent shape than Chris
would have passed out.

Despite the strain that watching his beautiful mistress was putting on his
heart, Chris could not force himself to look away. Her hypnotic movement made
this impossible. Kareena owned him body and soul, and there was no denying it.
Fortunately, Kareena knew Chris's limits and slowed the pace of her thrusts
just in time. As she slowed down, his heartbeats resumed the slow and steady
beat of her hips.

Then Kareena began to strut around in front of him swishing her hips in an
exaggerated way. Every move she made was so sexy that Chris could hardly stand
to simply watch any longer. He longed to touch himself, but he knew Kareena
wouldn't like it if he did so without permission.

It was when she turned her back to him completely and began wiggling her ass
for him that he saw his chance. He subtly reached down to caress his naked
balls with his hand. The second one finger made contact with his testes
however, Kareena calmly said, "Not yet; no touching. Have you forgotten? Those
balls belong to me, and you can't touch them until I say so!"

"Yes, my mistress," Chris said though his ball were aching for relief. He
wondered how she could know what he was doing when her back was completely
turned to him. If he would have asked her, she would have explained that she
simply knew her man that well.

Finally, Kareena turned to Chris and placed her hands on her womanly hips and
said, "Are you ready for me now?"

Chris was breathing hard and on the verge of orgasm and they hadn't even
touched each other yet, "Yes, my love, I'm ready. Shall I come to you, or will
you come to me?"

Kareena took her time in deciding. She wanted to prolong the torture. Finally
she said, "I want you to come to me." When Chris began to rise she added, "On
your hands and knees."

Chris immediately dropped to his hands and knees and began to crawl towards
his beautiful mistress. When he got to her feet he looked up and, asking just
with his eyes, begged Kareena to let him kiss her feet. Without saying a word
she slowly kicked off first her left sandal, then her right. Chris looked up
again like a dog begging for a treat. Kareena nodded her consent and Chris
gratefully began to kiss and lick her feet.

His dick was raging hard and pre-cum was dripping onto the bedroom floor as he
bathed her sexy feet with his tongue. As good as this felt on her feet,
Kareena knew that if she didn't cut things quickly that Chris would blow his
wad prematurely.

She stooped over the reached under his chin with one finger and lifted his
head. Chris understood that this was his signal to start working his way up.
He began kissing her ankles and slowly worked his way up to her calves. As he
licked and caressed her calves, Kareena flexed them slightly so that they
would take on the steel-like hardness that all of her flexed muscles did when
flexed.

Kareena did this because she knew that Chris was thrilled by her hard,
powerful muscles. She also did it to remind Chris that even though her hot
feminine body looked soft and delicate that it contained strength many times
greater than his or any other man on Earth.

Chris spent extra time licking and nibbling behind Kareena's knees because he
knew that these were particularly strong erogenous zones on her body. He was
careful not to linger there once he heard Kareena moaning however because once
while he sucked the back of her knees too long she kicked involuntarily, and
he went flying across the room.

As he advanced higher and began kissing Kareena's inner thighs, she knew that
it wouldn't be long until his tongue found its way to her pussy. Chris already
knew that it was dripping wet because some of Kareena's love juice had already
dripped onto his face and rolled onto his tongue.

Kareena knew that if she didn't slow things down that she was the one who was
going to explode prematurely. She reached down with her hands and grabbed
Chris under the arms and pulled him off the floor. Despite all the amazing
things Chris had seen Kareena do with her incredible strength, it was the way
she could effortlessly pick him up, shift his weight and/or throw him around
like a rag doll that excited him the most.

She lifted him until their faces were level. Chris did not bother to lower his
legs and stand on his own because he knew that Kareena could hold him like
this without strain all day and all night if she wanted to.

As the two lovers gazed into each other's eyes, they said in unison, "I love
you so much." They laughed at the coincidence of saying the same thing to each
other at the same time.

Then they looked into each other's eyes again. They looked more deeply than
they ever had before. As the silence grew louder an unspoken communication
passed between them. They both knew that this was it - that they'd each found
their soul mate. They knew that they could never love any other so deeply as
they loved one another.

Chris finally lowered his legs and stood up in front of Kareena. At six feet
tall he towered over the petite 5'4" Kareena. He marveled at how very small
and fragile she looked in front of him. This, of course, made her much greater
strength all the more remarkable. He quickly scooped her up and carried her to
bed.

"I love you, you great big muscular man," Kareena said without the slightest
hint of irony. Hearing her say this made Chris feel like the world's stronger
man. Of course, he knew that even the world's strongest man wasn't even half
as strong as the beautiful flower that he held in his arms.

He gently placed his sweetheart, his mistress, his best friend on the bed and
began to climb on top of her. He didn't mind at all when she grabbed his arms
and pulled him over and pounced on top of him instead.

She unfurled her robe and tossed it to the floor. Then she pinned his arms
over his head with her iron, unbreakable grip and slowly lowered her pussy
onto his rock hard dick. Since they were both dripping wet with love juice his
dick slid into her pussy smoothly and easily. Chris could not help thinking
that this is where his dick belonged.

For a few seconds, Kareena sat still and let Chris enjoy the moist, comfy
feeling of being inside of her. Then she began to thrust her hips back and
forth as she contracted and relaxed her pussy muscles on his shaft. Like all
the other muscles in Kareena's body, her pussy muscles could grip like iron
and yet feel satin smooth.

She played her man like a fiddle for the next hour. Several times she would
bring him right to the brink of orgasm only to tighten her vajayjay around his
cock so that his man milk retreated back into his balls. Each time she did
this, the glorious ache it produced was more intense and exhilarating than
before.

Finally at the hour and twenty minute mark, Chris was dripping with sweat and
looking like a worn and discarded sock when Kareena whispered to him, "Are you
ready to cum now, My Love."

"Yes, Mistress Kareena," he answered feebly.

"I said, 'Are you ready to cum now, My Love,'" she repeated.

A little louder he said, "Yes, Mistress Kareena."

"Come on, my little sissy-man, you can do better than that," Kareena chided.
"Are you worthy of me? Are you worthy enough to be the lover of the descendent
of a powerful Hindu Goddess?" she asked.

"Yes! Yes I am, Mistress Kareena," he shouted forcefully. Suddenly he was
thrusting into her with the energy of a twelve year old boy who'd just gotten
his sweaty little hands on his first Playboy Magazine.

Without warning, Kareena shifted them again so that once more Chris was on top
of her. "Now, my great big American stud of a lover, cum inside of me now!
NOW!"

"YES, YES! YEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWSSSSSSSS!"

And cum inside of her he did. It seemed like gallons.

When he finished, Chris collapsed. He was still on top and inside of Kareena
when he began to drift into a deep, twelve hour sleep. Just before falling off
two thoughts crossed his mind. The first was that tonight was the greatest sex
he'd ever had. The second was that he knew that tomorrow's would be even
better.

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