26-06-2020, 06:55 PM
Chris nuzzled her neck, rubbed her bare belly and briefly let his fingers slip beneath the strap of her panties. "You're so soft. Your skin is so smooth, so perfect," he whispered. "I've got to see more."
Chris unsnapped her bra. It fell away. He tossed it on top of the discarded blouse. He gazed at her beautiful twin mounds. His hands approach her breast, fondled them. Her nipples were already erect. He licked his lips. He had a sudden urge to nurse at her breasts. He brought his mouth to a nipple, twirling his tongue around them, licking them and sucking on them. He did the same to her other breast.
For several minutes, Chris switched back and forth between her tits, using mouth and tongue, hands and fingers, to stimulate them. Aarti's nipples seemed to harden even more. They almost felt like little stones. To Chris, her luscious breasts were gourmet delights that had to be tasted and savoured to be enjoyed and appreciated.
One of Chris's hands wandered down her belly, only to encounter her lower garments.
"Please remove the skirt," he said breathing heavily.
Aarti slipped the skirt off, putting it on the same pile as the other discarded garments. She now wore only panties.
Chris's eyes shone with his unrestrained lust. He was open-mouthed with wonder at her luscious sexual beauty. She squirmed underneath his lewd gaze, and yet it thrilled her too.
With Aarti almost nude, Chris finally took off his t-shirt. He reached for Aarti again. He couldn't keep his hands off her. Again, he explored the contours of her body. One hand slipped into the panties making its way to her erotic centre. He probed. He slipped a finger into her, but not before gently brushing against her clitoris. He probed some more.
Aarti gasped in pleasure. Suddenly, she felt oddly weak. Something in her broke; the remnants of resistance vanished. At this moment, right now, she belonged to Chris. She wanted him to take her, use her, fill her, make her reach that ultimate peak of pleasure her body now craved.
"Take off the panties," he demanded.
Chris unsnapped her bra. It fell away. He tossed it on top of the discarded blouse. He gazed at her beautiful twin mounds. His hands approach her breast, fondled them. Her nipples were already erect. He licked his lips. He had a sudden urge to nurse at her breasts. He brought his mouth to a nipple, twirling his tongue around them, licking them and sucking on them. He did the same to her other breast.
For several minutes, Chris switched back and forth between her tits, using mouth and tongue, hands and fingers, to stimulate them. Aarti's nipples seemed to harden even more. They almost felt like little stones. To Chris, her luscious breasts were gourmet delights that had to be tasted and savoured to be enjoyed and appreciated.
One of Chris's hands wandered down her belly, only to encounter her lower garments.
"Please remove the skirt," he said breathing heavily.
Aarti slipped the skirt off, putting it on the same pile as the other discarded garments. She now wore only panties.
Chris's eyes shone with his unrestrained lust. He was open-mouthed with wonder at her luscious sexual beauty. She squirmed underneath his lewd gaze, and yet it thrilled her too.
With Aarti almost nude, Chris finally took off his t-shirt. He reached for Aarti again. He couldn't keep his hands off her. Again, he explored the contours of her body. One hand slipped into the panties making its way to her erotic centre. He probed. He slipped a finger into her, but not before gently brushing against her clitoris. He probed some more.
Aarti gasped in pleasure. Suddenly, she felt oddly weak. Something in her broke; the remnants of resistance vanished. At this moment, right now, she belonged to Chris. She wanted him to take her, use her, fill her, make her reach that ultimate peak of pleasure her body now craved.
"Take off the panties," he demanded.
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