Misc. Erotica My Story by Vinman (Complited)

[Blue Bull]

The realization that Tina was not there hit her like a ton of bricks. She knew  what was coming and not so secretly had indicated her willingness to be part  of one. 
She smiled and moved in closing the door behind him. As she had her back  towards him, he cupped her mammaries from behind. Suddenly she pushed  aside his hands saying “yahan nahin” (not here) 
As they climbed the stairs, he pressed her ass cheeks, got replied with  giggles. They reached the common area in front of both entry doors. He  looked at her. She was wearing a cream coloured shirt with the college  emblem on the pocket, coming bang on her left boob. A dark olive green skirt ending good 4-5 inches above her knee. Black shoes with white socks not  more than ankle in height. A hair band to tie her hair leaving quite a few  strands of hair loose coming over her face. Knowing that there was no end to today’s love making, he moved ahead. 
Her breathing grew heavier with the knowledge of impending attack. The  heavy bosom was heaving up and down causing protruded movement of her 
beautiful globes. Button by button the shirt came off. It was carefully kept in  a corner. She was wearing a white lace bra. She was expecting him to attack  boobs or start kissing but he surprised her. The hands moved to her college  belt. He opened the buckle. Another swift movement of his hands got to  unbutton the three buttons holding her skirt and coupled with gravity the  skirt touched the floor. She was wearing a matching panty. He bent down,  one by one indicated her to step out of the skirt. Sadaf was now in her lacy  bra, matching panty, socks and shoes. She thought it would be shoes now  but she was wrong again. He got up and unfastened the bra clip. She  expected the attack but nothing came. It was case of crying wolf. She was  enjoying this game of patience. Needless to mention last thing to go was her  panty. He pulled it down by putting one finger on either side and helping her  to get out of it. All the four pieces of garments were piled on the floor. She  wanted to take off her shoes but he refused. The sight of Sadaf having  nothing on but her socks and shoes was an additional turn on for him, if any  more was required than seeing the luscious, ample breasted, dusky sultry  lass wearing nothing to cover her assets.