Misc. Erotica Girls School - Exbii Story-Sexpeare002

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shamsher's heart was beating uncontrollably. what if disha too wants...

and he felt a soft touch moving snakelike on his chest..

creeping slowly towards his lower body.

there was a whisper "ss...iiirrr!"

 

shamsher held his breath like a log. he was sure disha is just testing. he was sure

its just the begining and the storm is yet to come. he just needed to keep breathing

normally oblivious to all the adrenaline rushing to his organ.

 

as there was no response from shamsher.. disha grew bolder...

and now was feeling his broad chest more firmly

 

shamsher wanted to jump on her, get her down.. below him and romp her.

but then he listened to his brain ignoring his instincts. he wanted to check her

limit. till what level does disha make her move.

 

after feeling him to the content of her heart. she tried to wake him up.

she pushed him slowly, pulled around:

"sir...sir!"

but shamsher kept on hin act.

 

disha waited for few seconds. then started unbuttoning his shirt, slowly and cautiously.

shamsher could now feel the cold breezes from AC. but he was burning within.

disha was now playing with his chest-hairs. kissing occassionaly here and there.

then she slowly reached to the top and pecked on his cheek. she was shivering

with excitement. hearts beating like a machine. rapid and loud.

 

shamsher was now enjoying it immensely. though it was damn tough to control

his own breathing but he was managing it somehow. disha made a second attempt

now... only more bold.. more precise.. more wanting.. she kissed him full on lips.

 

and then she got more bold she encapsulated his lips within hers one by one.

slowly sucking on them. shamsher was on cloud nine. he forgot everything.

it was heavenly. he was in heaven. and angels were all around him. naked..

kissing him. smooching rather!

 

disha was now on full throtle. she was nibbling kissing smoocihing to her hearts

wish. life has never been exciting. it was dream come true. sir.. her sir.. on her

mercy.. and she could play as she wish. she kept getting bolder. shamsher felt

something hard on his chest. he couldnt believe. so firm. her nipples were burning

holes on his chest where they were pressed.

 

suddenly disha got inside the sheet that shamsher was using to cover himself.

once secure inside she took off her top. shamsher couldnt stop himself. he was

staring moronicaly at her boobs. eyes wide open and so was his mouth.

 

boobs as if made as modal for others. as if 'rafael' has drawn them on his canvas to

his desire. filling them with life.. love.. fun.. amazing!

 

how proudly they were displaying their roundness and heights.

the depth between them.. how lovely. how tantalizing.. tempting.

 

shamsher's dick was getting out of control. ready to burst off any time.

 

disha held shamsher's hands and guided them to the depths of her chest.

she pressed them lightly.

 

"aahhh!" despite trying hard, shamsher couldnt held him back and sighed a heavy

moan. disha was now making the full use of shamsher's hands on her chest.

she was so rough as if she wanted to get rid of her boobs.

 

disha now was all over him. both chests were whispering to each other.

disha now climbed over him. both chests just whiskers apart. disha forced

opened shamshers both lips with her toungue. and guided it inside his mouth.

shamsher now could clearly hear her moaning. a hand was now creeping lower

and lower. to the depths of hell. to sin. and with a swift move the zip was opened.