02-12-2020, 09:12 AM
I got behind her and started to solve that puzzle! It took me a while before I was able to undo all the strings. I stopped and came in front and looked at her - not really sure of what to expect from there. My parents were certain that Gabi and I would have been living like married couple already, however, nothing could be so far from the truth. I really wanted to make love to Gabi. The urge was so strong that could have practically ravaged her then and there itself. But it was our love that kept us restrained… When she and I did not do anything for some time, I asked,
"Well?"
"Well? Hmm… don’t you want to see what is under this pretty blouse?" she was smiling.
"Believe me Gabi, when I say that no one wants to know it more than I do!" I laughed.
"Honey, then what are you waiting for?"
"W…what? Are you sure?"
"Ma saw me… it is only fair that you see me. Yours is the first right on me."
I was delighted to hear that. A man needs no further encouragement. I saw a movie, in which they said that there is a certain way a man looks at the woman he loves. The man looks like a boy on his birthday. And he treats the woman as if she were a gift. He looks at her in a way that he has waited so long to open that gift and now he can not wait to see what the treasure is inside! I was behaving in the same way! My lovely Gabi, gift wrapped in that peachy-pink colored designer saree & blouse, and I was extremely eager to see the treasure that lay inside. In one smooth move, I grabbed the blouse from her either sides and gently pulled it away from her. That Gabi stretched her hand in front of her helped my action. And then I saw them.
My lovely Gabi! She had flawless skin and perfect breasts. For so many months I had tried to imagine the sight that I was now beholding. Her breasts were creamy peach in color, high (not sagging at all), round, and firm. Her nipples were modestly small, but visible, surrounded by matching small areolas. Her nipples and areolas were not salmon colored. Rather they were pinkish orange in color. Her nipples were erect and were in the exact center of their areolas. I knew why they were erect. I knew that I was the reason who had stiffened and swelled her nipples. And did I mention that she really did not need any bra!
Now I could resist no further. I touch her naked breasts; she arched backwards - as if to give me a better access. Her breasts felt firm under my hands, and it was an awesome feeling. Although, small as compared to Kajal’s, they were special, because this girl belonged to me, and so, these breasts were mine and mine alone! This is an awesome feeling, isn’t it? Agreed that Gabi was well experienced in the matter of sex, but she did not belong to those men with whom she did it. I knew her soul… and that was an exhilarating feeling. I traced the curve of her breasts with my fingertips, and finally, I leaned forward and opened my lips to take her nipple in my mouth and started sucking. Gabi let out a satisfying gasp as I squeezed her breast with my lips engulfing her nipple and sucking it and teasing it with my tongue. Today was my chance - I sucked her breasts for a long time alternating between her two breasts.
Gabi’s body was shaking and arching in excitement and she was moaning softly. I suddenly stopped and held her head and pushed my lips against hers. We kissed. Initially, her mouth was not wide open. Her tongue was inside her mouth; but her mouth was not tightly closed either. It opened wider as we kissed more, and instinctively our lips drew each other’s apart so our tongues could taste each other. I had held her around her back, and slowly started to caress her smooth buttocks. Her arms were around my neck, and she pressed her body against me, her body surging against my booming, blood-engorged member. Gabi responded enthusiastically to my kisses and kissed me back as her tongue danced into my mouth. It was a whole-body kiss, vibrant with passion.
After a long passionate kiss session, I detached and started to work on her sari. I know from observation that the sari’s front pleats are secured in to the petticoat with safety-pins. Surely, I found one large safety-pin holding it together for Gabi. I undid that and started to disrobe her. In about a couple of minutes, Gabi was standing in front of me in only her panties. Throughout her entire disrobing, she did not utter a word. Without wasting any time, I slid her panties down. As she stood before me in her birth suit, I drank in every single inch of her. Gabi’s beautiful vagina! When I saw it first, it was hairless, but today it had very sparse growth of pubic hair there. Rest was same as I remembered. Her vagina was very small and looked tight. She had a long slit, and its vaginal lips were tightly closed together, and folded mostly inside, with no mons. I swallowed hard. Her flat, smooth stomach was accentuated with a dimpled belly button.
"Well?"
"Well? Hmm… don’t you want to see what is under this pretty blouse?" she was smiling.
"Believe me Gabi, when I say that no one wants to know it more than I do!" I laughed.
"Honey, then what are you waiting for?"
"W…what? Are you sure?"
"Ma saw me… it is only fair that you see me. Yours is the first right on me."
I was delighted to hear that. A man needs no further encouragement. I saw a movie, in which they said that there is a certain way a man looks at the woman he loves. The man looks like a boy on his birthday. And he treats the woman as if she were a gift. He looks at her in a way that he has waited so long to open that gift and now he can not wait to see what the treasure is inside! I was behaving in the same way! My lovely Gabi, gift wrapped in that peachy-pink colored designer saree & blouse, and I was extremely eager to see the treasure that lay inside. In one smooth move, I grabbed the blouse from her either sides and gently pulled it away from her. That Gabi stretched her hand in front of her helped my action. And then I saw them.
My lovely Gabi! She had flawless skin and perfect breasts. For so many months I had tried to imagine the sight that I was now beholding. Her breasts were creamy peach in color, high (not sagging at all), round, and firm. Her nipples were modestly small, but visible, surrounded by matching small areolas. Her nipples and areolas were not salmon colored. Rather they were pinkish orange in color. Her nipples were erect and were in the exact center of their areolas. I knew why they were erect. I knew that I was the reason who had stiffened and swelled her nipples. And did I mention that she really did not need any bra!
Now I could resist no further. I touch her naked breasts; she arched backwards - as if to give me a better access. Her breasts felt firm under my hands, and it was an awesome feeling. Although, small as compared to Kajal’s, they were special, because this girl belonged to me, and so, these breasts were mine and mine alone! This is an awesome feeling, isn’t it? Agreed that Gabi was well experienced in the matter of sex, but she did not belong to those men with whom she did it. I knew her soul… and that was an exhilarating feeling. I traced the curve of her breasts with my fingertips, and finally, I leaned forward and opened my lips to take her nipple in my mouth and started sucking. Gabi let out a satisfying gasp as I squeezed her breast with my lips engulfing her nipple and sucking it and teasing it with my tongue. Today was my chance - I sucked her breasts for a long time alternating between her two breasts.
Gabi’s body was shaking and arching in excitement and she was moaning softly. I suddenly stopped and held her head and pushed my lips against hers. We kissed. Initially, her mouth was not wide open. Her tongue was inside her mouth; but her mouth was not tightly closed either. It opened wider as we kissed more, and instinctively our lips drew each other’s apart so our tongues could taste each other. I had held her around her back, and slowly started to caress her smooth buttocks. Her arms were around my neck, and she pressed her body against me, her body surging against my booming, blood-engorged member. Gabi responded enthusiastically to my kisses and kissed me back as her tongue danced into my mouth. It was a whole-body kiss, vibrant with passion.
After a long passionate kiss session, I detached and started to work on her sari. I know from observation that the sari’s front pleats are secured in to the petticoat with safety-pins. Surely, I found one large safety-pin holding it together for Gabi. I undid that and started to disrobe her. In about a couple of minutes, Gabi was standing in front of me in only her panties. Throughout her entire disrobing, she did not utter a word. Without wasting any time, I slid her panties down. As she stood before me in her birth suit, I drank in every single inch of her. Gabi’s beautiful vagina! When I saw it first, it was hairless, but today it had very sparse growth of pubic hair there. Rest was same as I remembered. Her vagina was very small and looked tight. She had a long slit, and its vaginal lips were tightly closed together, and folded mostly inside, with no mons. I swallowed hard. Her flat, smooth stomach was accentuated with a dimpled belly button.
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