Protima studied her naked body in the full-length mirror of her bedroom after her birth. She couldn’t have been more pleased with the way things were turning out…. with the way she was turning out. At 35, her tits were so full, so round and shapely. Sure, there were two or three friends of her with bigger ones, but she was perfectly confident about her size…. hers had the best shape. They were luscious and perky even after the birth of her two children, and she knew just what to wear when she felt like drawing attention to her.
She wished she could be taller, but at least her legs were shapely and the right proportion to the rest of body, and with all the exercise she’d been doing since moving into her new house. Her ass was taking on a plump roundness that was getting as much attention as her bouncy boobs.
Fresh from her shower, Protima slipped her fingertips over her bald pussy mound, checking to make sure she hadn’t left any stubble behind. She hated that. Her skin was silky smooth, and it felt so much better getting felt up and licked on without any hair. Hopefully, she could start getting waxed someday soon.
Satisfied that she’d given herself a good shave with her husband‘s razor, she brought her hands up to her naked tits and started squeezing and fondling them, bringing her deep brown nipples quickly to stiff erections. Sometimes it drove her crazy to have such a sensitive pair of nipples. She could bring herself close to the brink of orgasm just playing roughly with her excited nipples. The stimulation lit her smooth body on fire, but then she always needed something more to finally send her over the edge.
But for right now, all Protima surely wanted was to make sure her nipples were nice and hard under the white Kameez she was planning to put on to visit her friend Ajmira. Her tits looked better when her nipples were hard and pointy. She caught her husband’s Punjabi friend Jaspal looking at them a lot under normal circumstances. But she had quickly discovered her friends too could barely take their eyes off from them when her nipples were denting her clothes.
However the rest of the time she had a strong-willed mind of her own, and she knew how she could make it so that no illicit gossips or rumours could spread out in the society and hamper her sincerely protected image. Anyway, now just knowing her ripe, soft tits were getting all that attention was enough to make her pussy feel warm and juicy. That was the main reason she’d joined the swim team of a reputed ladies club.
But during her practice, she noticed all the spectators could see her in the tightly clinging suit she had to wear. It was only a one-piece, but she always made sure to pull it up tight enough to make the sides ride high on her hips. Her mound and ass cheeks looked prettier that way…. even the coach, Aslam Chacha ( Ajmira’s father ) thought so.
She put on her white Kameez and plumped her tits under it, checking herself in the mirror to make sure the dress was pulled down low enough to show off her cleavage. Then she pulled on her light grey Salwar. They were so thin they were almost transparent as they molded to her body.
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