Misc. Erotica My Story by Vinman (Complited)

[Blue Bull]

He just held her hand and pulled close towards him. She said “yahaan nahin  – wahaan pe”(not here – there) indicating the place they first did yesterday.  It was all music to his ears. Within a heartbeat the new found lovers reached  the spot. She looked at him mischievously and winked. The wink did the trick. 
He moved forward and embraced her. The embrace was tight and in a  manner of showing his possessiveness. The big juggies crushed on his chest.  His hands roamed on her back, tracing from collar bone to hip bone and on  the way enjoying the silky hair. She also measured his back with her hands.  After this embrace of over 2-3 minutes. He proceeded to kiss the voluptuous 
dusky beauty. The small pecks gave way to full saliva tasting. The tongues  intertwined to map each other fully. The taste buds were tasting only one  taste then – of pure lust. His hands behind her back focused on the ass  globes. They were different than the perfect shapes of Mrs Kapoor but he  was not complaining in any way. Her hands were behind his head playing  with his hair, a sureshot sign of her being in the mood to go along. One hand from the back moved to the front to the coveted globes of her bosom. Very  lightly he touched it and pressed it. The index finger left off from the day  before making circles around the nippies. She was wearing a bra but he could still feel the stiff nipple underneath it. He weighed the boob with his hand  and as expected it was big. The hand then moved to the other boob ensuring that they do not feel neglected. The combined pressure of tongue, hands on  boobs and ass meant Sadaf was in the mood. It was so much more  sophisticated than Dahiya’s way, who went on mauling the boobs to eternity  and kiss for him was only planting his lips on hers forcefully without the  actual art of enjoying and passion. With Vicky it was different, he was  arousing her by the second, like an experienced chess player, planning the  moves. The hand on the ass globe moved to the front and he tried to rub her pubic area to further stimulate her, if the stimulation right now was not  enough. As he touched the sensitive zone, she brought her hand over it to  stop him. He knew, if not today then very soon he will have her so he  decided not to push it further and do anything against her wishes. So he  continued with boob press, kiss and ass press. He continued to kiss her all  over her face, neck and parts exposed in the loose t-shirt. The parts just  below her beck and upper chest were all there for him to taste. This went on  for quite some time as the teenagers went on the body exploration trip. 
As they moved apart gasping for breath, they looked at each other. He had a triumphant look and the other was smiling with a content look. He took her  soft hand in his and guided to his tool. She looked at him in surprise but  didn’t stop him at first. As he made her make first contact with his rock hard  prick, she pulled back the hand and was a bit defensive. Vicky didn’t want to  lose her, hence the look in his eyes was that of “nothing against your wishes” to which her eyes had responded ok. He thought when the boob queen is in  front of him, he should focus on her prized possession and if she is aroused  regularly enough, everything else would fall in place sooner than later. With  this thought he again moved to her prized assets. This time he was behind  her with him kissing her nape and hands mauling the boobs and it between  drawing circles around her navel, albeit it was covered with her t-shirt. But it  was good enough to arouse her. The big boobied lass was in mood now, the  ass movement over his crotch making great contact with his rock hard tool,  meant that she was enjoying it. He thought that his modus operandi may  have been same as Dahiya for guiding her to his tool, perhaps because of 
which she withdrew. With that thought he was quite sure that the ass  movement indicates her willingness but he has to be much more  sophisticated in his approach. Her arms by now had moved behind his head,  making her boobs to protrude out making them all the more prominent, if  they were not prominent already. He continued the onslaught on her boobs  by making circles and tweaking her nippies. Sometimes he will turn her face  towards him and kiss her full on. After this he brought his face and shoved it  right in her boobies. She wanted him and he wanted her but still she was not going all out. As she pressed his face more in her heavy bosom, he brought  his around her ass and pressed on the globes and brought her closer to him.  She was enjoying the caresses and as he moved to suck her boobs, over t shirt and bra though, she said, “Geela ho jayegi, pata chal jayega” (t-shirt will get wet, it will be known). This was beethoven’s symphony to him since it  had a implied meaning of her not being averse to his sucking her boobs. To  which he had replied “kal button waali shirt pahen lena, and no bra, problem  solved” (wear a buttoned shirt tomorrow). She didn’t reply but neither did  she said no. They continued the programme for a few more minutes before  being called from downstairs. The call broke the magical spell. 
Sunday they could not meet. Monday morning, in expectation of meeting Mrs Kapoor, he could not wait for his parents to go to office. Right at the stroke  of 10am the phone rang. He was sure that it was Mrs Kapoor. He picked up  and the conversation flowed.