Adultery sexy girls loosing virginity collection by prashanthi

[Ramesh_Rocky]

“Don’t you think this arrangement is so exquisite?”

“Yeah.. I agree”
“We wouldn’t get this in the US even if you pay a million dollars”
She smiled
“Well..you refused to give me a kiss that day.. Now I can take anything I want”
I could see a reddish tinge extending into her cheeks
“What do you say?” Silence was the answer
“Shall I tell you one thing?” “yeah”
I took her hand into my hands and started rubbing her hand gently enjoying the warmth of that softness
“This is our first night and we are supposed to reveal completely to each other”.. Silence
“What are your hobbies”
“I listen to old hindi music”
“Like Suraiya’s or Geeta Dutt’s?”
“Both”
Our conversation went that way. We discussed about songs, movies, actors for around 30 minutes and I found myself next to her with my hand surrounding her. I gently pushed her towards myself as her shoulder pressed against my chest. It was as if I was handling a flower bunch.

While gently squeezing her shoulder, I said
”Do you think we are close enough?”
“I believe we were made so few days back”
“In that case, shall I tell you something private?” I said
“Hmmmmmmmmm”
“Do you know I masturbated almost every night thinking of you after I left Seattle?” I said
“Cheeeeee…stop it” She closed her face with her hands
“Hey.. you should feel proud of it”
”You should feel ashamed of it to say” she said with a reddened face
“There is no place for shame between us”
“Still…”
“Well.. let me ask you a question”
“Don’t.. I know what you were going to ask”
“What?”
“I don’t tell you”
“Did you masterbate ever?” I asked
“Cheeee.. you are a shameless guy” She got up and tried to go away from me. I followed her and caught her from the back by closing her in my arms. My palms were pressing her uncovered velvety stomach from the back. It might probably her first experience of a guy so intimate to her, she sighed with sweet pain. I bent my head and slowly kissed the back of her shoulder above the uncovered portion of her blouse. I could feel her stiffened in my arms with that touch. With her in my arms, I slowly walked her to the cot and made her to lie down. Now she was lying on her back as I slowly crawled onto her. All of a sudden she felt shy and closed her face with both the hands.

I moved her sari away from her stomach to partially bare it. She wore her sari little high above her waist, her navel wasn’t visible. But there was a very thin line of downy hair that intrigued me quite a bit. I gently kissed her milky, flat stomach. She moaned and uttered few sounds that excited me bit more. As I looked up, she was still covering her face with her hands.

“Hey you didn’t tell me if you ever masturbated”
She nodded her head sidewise indicating that she was not going to answer the question.

I din’t wait for her answer. While kissing her on her stomach, I squeezd the side of her tummy with my other hand. She quivered and screamed “Ouch”..I played with her stomach by caressing with my palm that sent shivers into her body. She held my hand with her hands and tried to take it away from her stomach. While I let her moved my hand, I bent and started kissing her stomach gently. While doing so, I moved my hand towards her leg and felt her left thigh. It was an exquisite feel, tasting her thigh through my hand over her saree. While pressing my palm on her thigh, I moved it a little up to drag her saree over her legs. Saree moved up few inches on her legs revealing the pinkish lower legs. Immediately she pulled her saree down, but that already multifolded my urge.

“What are you doing” She said timidly
“I am trying to discover your secrets”
“I am trying to see something that I assume only you saw before” As I moved my head up to see her feelings, I couldn’t help noticing a weird expression on her face. I wasn’t sure if it was shy or a feeling of guilt or something. But I didn’t have any other mood than continuing my work.

Slowly I moved my head up while kissing her stomach. As it was about to touch the mounds of her riches, she caught my head with her hands and tried to move it away. Temporary I suspended that work by bypassing that part, but my face was facing her face and there were atmost 3 inches between our faces. Her eyes were closed and I could feel her face shivering with anxiety. She had a thick coat of rosy lipstick on her lips. They were trembling as if she was in a freezer. I felt like biting them heard, but I controlled myself. I gave a gentle kiss on her reddened cheeks and I felt her gripping my back with her nails. I moved my mouth all around her face, starting with cheeks, then to ear lobe, forehead, head and then back to the other ear lobe and finally to the other cheek. She gasped heavily each time I touched her and her moaning sounds were gradually increasing in volume. Her moans increased my determination to make her sound more. I moved down to her chin and picked it up with my lips. “hmmmmammaaa” she said pressing me further to her. As she did so, her bulges pressed against my chest and sent further strength to my member that was already at it’s peak shape. I was almost there to taste the first ever lip lock. And the feeling that I was going to smouch a beautiful girl that I had ever seen increased my temptation. I moved my mouth into the bay between her lowerlip and chin. The upper part of my upperlip was touching lower boundary of her lower lip. “oooooohhhh” she sighed in anticipation of the next event. I slowly picked up her lower lip with my lips as sweet juices oozed into my mouth. The taste of her lip was unexplainable. Divine delicacy might be the closest word. While I was tasting her lowerlip, her upperlip was dancing on my mustache giving another luxurious feeling. I gently pulled her lowerlip with my lips and sucked further into my mouth. I could feel the juices of her mouth entering mine making me to feel myself as one of her body parts. Slowly, I left her lower lip and moved my lips little up to lock with hers. Initially she played a passive role in encountering my lips with hers, but slowly she started assuming the lead role. I noticed it when she tried to move her tongue into my mouth. While the lips got jammed over each other, our tongues got a perfect abode to mingle up. Each was trying to understand the other and trying it’s best to feel the maximum sweetness. The competition turned into a clash and each tried to dominate the other. At the end it became so wild that she dug her nails into my back. That fight continued for almost half-an-hour and finally we both got tired as I laid next to her. In another couple of minutes, they wanted to meet again and the play continued for some more time.


While our mouths were researching the intricacies of each other, I couldn’t help my hand taking the role of an explorer. I stretched it out to the best to reach almost to her knee. My idea was to feel her body from over her saree. I started feeling the tenderness of her body as I moved my hand up without disturbing her saree. I didn’t encounter any resistance from her, instead she increased the frequency of her sighs that encouraged me further. I pressed the side of her tummy again that sent shivers in her body. Slowly I moved my hand up to feel the vital treasures of her. As it touched the base of her left breast, she jolted with shy that smashed my lips further onto hers.

I had numerous imaginations myself about the feel of a girl’s breasts. But all my imaginations proved nothing when I felt her breast. It was the silkiest soft material I ever knew. I wondered how the feel would be if there was no blouse between my hands and her breasts. When I cupped her left breast, I was thrown into the dungeons of heaven. I also could feel how she was feeling as she was plunging her nails into my back. I began pressing her breast delicately and slowly increased the brutality. Now her left breast was undergoing a severe assault by my hand. All this time, our smooching activity was still going on and the intensity of it varied depending on my mischief with her breast. I left her left breast and concentrated on her right one. It was a completely different feeling than the first one. Her breasts underwent severe treatment alternatively.

Down below, in my white pyzama, I found my member becoming extremely tender. Still, I didn’t want to rush. After all, it was the first time for both of us. I got up and sat on her but balancing on my knees applying no pressure on her. She closed her face again with her hands. Her saree over her chest was already in a displaced position and I slowly removed it leaving her upperbody in blouse. Her blouse was white and I could clearly see her white bra appearing beneath. A delicate cleavage is visible. I moved a little back so that I get enough access to her breasts. With both hands, I cupped them and massaged them. As I did so, they got deformed and were spilling out of her blouse. She started moving her head enjoying the sweetness in the pain I was causing. I started opening her blouse by unhooking. When I untied the first hook, she murmured something. While I was doing the second one, she huskily asked me to switch off the light.

As I got up to switch off the light, she crossed her hands on her chest. It became dark at once after I switched off the light, but it was more delightful to see her in moon light as the visibility increased. She was resembling a Khujuraho limestone beauty in that moonlight. I reached her again and was impressed to see her removing her hands off of her chest. It was a welcoming sign to me to carry further. Her blouse was half-open revealing the grand profile of her breasts. I finished unbuttoning the rest of the hooks and opened the flops to reveal her treasury mounds overflowing out of her bra. I kissed her cleavage and moved my mouth over her half-hillocks and pressed it on the right uncovered breast. Surprisingly, she pressed my head against her breast as it got buried under it. As I was kissing her breast, her fingers were affectionately dancing in my hair. I spent sometime on them and I thought it was time for me to see her treasures in their natural habitat. I pushed my hands underneath her, and pulled her up as her breasts collided with my chest. While pressing her chest against mine, I undid her bra straps that got burst opened. Feeling shy to show her bosoms, she held me tightly unwilling to separate from me. I started rubbing on her naked back. I could feel peculiar heat generating from her body and her breath was sweetly burning my collarbone. As I was pressing her against me, the bra which was already untied, became unstable on her breasts while they almost got released out of it. While hugging her tightly with one hand, I slowly pulled the bra out leaving her breasts to the mercy of my chest. Her bare breasts pressing against my chest, was a luxurious feeling. I was still wearing the shirt, so I thought of removing it, but she wasn’t ready to leave me. So, while hugging her tightly, I moved my lips over hers and she immediately caught them as if she had been waiting. I was, in fact, dying to see her breasts for the first time in my life and the lip lock provided me a break as she released her hands and move them to hold my face while squeezing the juices out of my mouth. I moved my hand from her back to the front and caught one of her breasts. As soon as I touched her naked breast, she bit me on my lips with anxiety. My palm wasn’t enough to hold her entire breast, so I started feeling it by pressing it. After enjoying it for sometime, I slowly got up by taking my other hand from her behind. Immediately she covered her breasts with her crossed hands, turned her head to one side and closed her eyes. I got up and sat on her again with my knees on both side. I pulled my shirt up and revealed my well-shaped chest. I caught her both hands with mine and tried to remove them from off of her breasts. After a little protest and after tightly closing her eye lids, she loosened up. There I saw the perfection of the creator in carving her so beautiful. She had a medium-to-large size breasts, in perfect round shape. Her nipples were pinkish with light brown areole. Her nipples were already hardened. While sitting on her, I caught both breasts with my hands and started massaging them. It was too much for her to experience and she moaned heavily. After few minutes of massage, I put my hands underneath her again and pulled her to clash her breasts with my chest, both naked at this time. I could clearly feel the smoothness of her breasts and her hardened nipples on them through my chest. I pressed her hard to almost pop her breasts up. We were so tightly hugged, it would be absolutely difficult for even air to pass through. I moved my mouth again over hers to start the liplock act again. With our lips and bodies locked together, we started whirling on the bed from one side to another. Slowly it became wild and I couldn’t resist my hands squeezing her breasts again and again. While we were doing so, her saree got pulled off and she remained in her white petticoat. We both were gasping heavily. After few minutes of wrestling, she became tired and laid flat on her back spreading both her hands apart. That was a great scene. That almost one hour of our foreplay caused her to loose a bit of shyness. While she was laying there, I crawled back on her and this time I wanted my mouth to handle her breasts. I gave another wild kiss on her lips and slowly started moving my mouth downwards. Before reaching her breasts, my mouth visited her chin, throat and her cleavage. As my mouth touched her breast, she sighed heavily like a steam engine. My chin was pressing deep into her breast while I was caressing the upperportion of her breast.