Let me begin the story by telling you about the main character. Natasha is a striking young woman with pale skin and long, black hair that cascades down her back in soft waves. Her delicate features are accentuated by her large, blue eyes, which sparkle with a mix of innocence and curiosity. A nose ring adds a hint of sexyness to her look, while her dark red lipstick is always perfectly applied, adding a touch of allure to her appearance. Natasha’s body is a perfect blend of softness and curves.
Her figure is 32E-28-32. She has huge soft breasts that are impossible to ignore. Her stomach is slim and toned, leading to a narrow waist that flares out into gently rounded hips. A small patch of fleshy love handles adds to her feminine charm, while her fleshy navel is just another example of her unique beauty.
On the day on this incident she was wearing a low neck t-shirt exposing a huge cleavage and jean shorts. It was raining heavily and since she wasn’t wearing a bra her tshirt started sticking to her body, clearly showing the outline of her figure and her nipples. In the relentless downpour, Natasha, with her vulnerability etched on her face, sought refuge in Mahesh’s dingy little shop near her college. The cramped space forced her into uncomfortable proximity with the unappealing shopkeeper.
As they stood, the stale scent of tobacco from Mahesh’s breath mingled with Natasha’s body heat, igniting a forbidden spark within her. Mahesh, consumed by Natasha’s obvious allure, had noticed the subtle signs of her arousal. His eyes glinted with a predatory intent as he conceived a brazen plan.
‘My dear, you’re shivering,’ he said, his voice a seductive purr. ‘Why don’t you remove your wet shirt and wear one of mine?’
Natasha’s eyes widened in shock. Yet, the warmth of the moment seemed to override her better judgment. She was caught in a movement where she found her body constantly betraying her. After battle inside her head that went on for a minute she decided to surrender to her sexual whims.
As she turned her back to him and removed her t-shirt, exposing her slender spine, she could feel Mahesh’s heated gaze upon her. Reaching for a dry shirt, Natasha’s body trembled slightly. Mahesh leaned closer, his breath whispering compliments about her sexy back in her ear. A surge of unfamiliar excitement coursed through her body as his hot breath caressed her neck and shoulders.
Sensing her vulnerability, Mahesh played his cards right. He whispered, ‘There are other ways to keep warm, my dear.’ His hands found her soft waist, and he began to grind the burgeoning hardness in his pants against her spine.
Natasha’s breath became shallow as her body betrayed her will as she dropped the spare t-shirt she was going to pick up. Mahesh noticed the telltale signs of her surrender and unzipped his pants, revealing a throbbing erection. With each stroke, his precum-soaked cock tantalized the sensitive skin along her spine.
‘Your back is so soft,’ he whispered, his words like honey dripping from his lips.