Adultery Breeding the Maid's Daughter by sansar

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Her words, though whispered were heard clearly by Sunita and me, who looked towards me and broke out into the most wonderful blush. Her smile seemed to have lit a hundred bulbs. She immediately got up and went to have a wash. I too followed suit and headed for the toilet. After answering the call of nature, I found that my 8 inch penis – my joy stick had taken a stiff stance at just the thought of Sunita and her breast pressing against my arm; so I decided to put him facing upwards, instead of his regular position between his good friends - the balls.

I then returned outside near the coach. Just then Sunita returned. She had a coy blush playing on her face. I kept looking at her.

"What......?" she asked.

"Oh...no, nothing. I thought a Super-model was heading my way." I passed her a compliment.

"Simply don't pass compliments. You too don't look anything less then a handsome model." She replied.

"Wow. Now that's settled. We are both models for each other, if not for others. You heard what the lady said." I said pushing my luck further.

She blushed again, but this time she brushed my arm in mock fisting.

We entered the bus and took our seats. The movie came on again and this time Sunita rested her head on the side glass as she watched the movie.

"Sunita, in case you want, you can use my shoulder, please feel free," I volounteered.

"Thank you, I will remember" she replied with a smile.

I could feel that a lot of ice had melted between us and that she smiled a lot. She looked very pretty.

The in-house video movie was a bore with the same stereo type story. I turned my attention to Sunita.

"What is this test that you are going to do at Mumbai?" I asked.

Sunita hesitated at first, but then after a little bit of coaxing, she said that the local Doctors had advised her to go in for artificial insemination. She was traveling away from the village because she wanted to maintain secrecy. I could see that tears were welling up in her eyes, and as a reflex action, I moved my arm across her shoulders to comfort. She immediately came towards me seeking to be consoled. I gathered a little bit of courage and held her tight to my chest.

As my hand snaked around her shoulders, it landed straight on her right breast, which was rock solid and the size of a medium sized apple. She stiffened, but I did not remove my hand feigning that it was an unknown gesture. After some time, she moved herself a little more and this time her breast was positioned in the cup of my hand. I kept on holding without any further action.

After some more time I could feel her relaxing as her weight on my chest increased. Simultaneously I cupped her breast in my right hand as though trying to hold her securely. She moaned slowly.