I viewed her everything. The blooming and fleshy bosom, supported by her tightly fitted brassiere. She adjusted the straps and stood for a while with her hands on her hips. A petite and slender waist elevated her appeal furthermore, replete with a cute button hole which was pierced with a jewel. Wow! That looked damn sexy. Was it Gautam’s idea?
I was getting clammy again. This time, I wanted to feast on her. I was never drawn to a girl’s body before. Why was I suddenly having lesbian fantasies? Clearly, I had no clue. Maybe, it was just part of the experiment. Maybe, I was covetous of her figure. She was having something which I could never have. And I wanted to leave a mark on that body. My mark.
Noiselessly opening the door, I crept inside.
My heart was hammering fast.
Very fast…
I was so near her.
My heart was almost in my mouth.
Archana hasn’t yet seen me, she was picking up the tee I had given her. Standing behind her back, I muttered:
“I think your bra is wet too. Won’t you open it?”
She was at a loss of words. “No Ma’am, I-I t-think it’s f-fine…” she was unsure of what has come over me. We were so, so close. I could almost touch the sweet perfume she was wearing.
“Silly girl, don’t be afraid. Let me help. Turn around.” Archana obeyed instantly, looking a bit embarrassed. We both faced the mirror. I unclasped her bra. Then I peeled the straps off her smooth shoulders. With a soft bump, it landed on the carpet.
Her breasts hung big and high… flawless shapely udders enriched with beautifully ripened nipples. I was already playing with them in my mind, drawing circles around them with the tips of my fingers. Round and round, over and over again.
“You are a very pretty girl…” I whispered in her ears and almost spontaneously, bit on her earlobes.
“Ouch!” she exclaimed. She wasn’t expecting that.
I parted her long flowing hair from her back. The sultry and completely bare backside winked at me. I drew a long line along it with my finger. I kept touching and feeling it. The girl was wincing and shuddering. Quickfire frissons were running all over her body. She was sweating profusely too. “Aaahhh… ummhhhh…” but she was not telling me to stop. Or asking me what I was doing. Or why I was doing it.
Then I wheeled her around and embraced her. Her enormous tits were crushing on my chest, I grabbed her buttocks and pushed her harder into me. Before long, I started kissing her beautiful face.
Our lips glided and drifted against each other in such a graceful harmony… I realized she was a great kisser. And she surrendered herself to her ‘Ma’am’ completely. I kept locking that unbelievable pout of hers…that aromatic lip gloss was blinding me… while my hands kept rubbing and kneading her velvety backside.
I chewed and tugged her lower lip… she trembled, and then nervously pushed her tongue out. I didn’t take it, but inserted my finger through her mouth. She was sucking and licking it, in an uncontrollable frenzy, and I was more than happy. I was getting turned on, haplessly. So was she.