01-05-2019, 09:05 PM
The Studio
(PART3)
‘That’s ultimate. You are looking positively beautiful.’ He took a few more snaps praising me all the way through, constantly throwing flattering comments about one of the body parts. He came close to me ‘time for complete back shots’ and pulled me toward him and turned me in a whiff. Before I could think of what was going on, he stood behind me and pulled my hands off my and pulled towards him and quickly peeled the shirt off me and let me standing there completely topless. I recovered and quickly covered my bare tits with a squeal. I was about to protest and he beat me to it. ‘Stand here sweetie’. He pulled me away from the tree completely and spun me around. I was so glad that I was wearing the huge hat and didn’t want to go through the embarrassment of facing him. I must have been facing away from me I suppose. While I was standing covering my breasts, he came close to me and held his hands at my waist softly and slowly spun me around and whispered near my face. ‘Time for some frontal shots now’ and released his hands with some force and moved away to take more clicks. While he was doing his business I realised that the soft muslin cloth tied around me lost its grip considerably due to persistent handling while he spun me around. I was faced with a situation. He continued clicking when I rasped ‘Stop for a minute. I need to tighten the cloth at my hip. It’s loosing its grip’ (so was my situation. I am loosing the grip over the situation by the second). ‘Oh don’t worry about it’ he cooed. He came close to me next instance and I suppose squatted in front of me. Both his hands were on the waist line of the long muslin cloth. He undid the frills fully, but holding the cloth in position he expertly took the frills and tightly tucked it in, perhaps a better job than mine, given the situation. I was growing all hot from head to toe with every minute touch he made. He might have had a fleeting glance of my pussy when he was taking the frills. I was getting horny and wet at the thought of that. After tightening he placed his palm between the navel and the frills as if measuring the gap and seconds later his fingers targeted the centrepiece of my midrib. I let out a noticeably sharp gasp when his little finger entered my deep navel while he spread his palm over my belly. His other finger pawed me and sprawled all over while his little finger was drawing circles. By now it must have been very very obvious to him that my navel is the triggering point to break my dams of passion and turn me on. His voice grew coarse now ‘Some dirt in there. One minute. Let me clean that’ with that I found his long hot tongue entering my navel and drawing circles while I found myself gasping loudly now. He had me in control. After some lapping with the tongue there he fingered the area some more. He said ’It’s cleaned now’ and left me gasping there and went few steps away and took a few more shots. I was literally boiling hot inside with passion caused by prolonged heavy petting. There was no sound from him for a few seconds. Then he came close to me and placed his arms on my hip and spun me around. ‘Time for a full back view my beautiful lady’ and while muttering those words his hands gripped the muslin cloth around me at the frills and in a fleeting moment with such a force he pulled at the frills and yanked it off me. My only reaction was a hollow gasp. The image of the Gandhi statue opening ceremony held in our town while I was a youngster came to my mind. He went back with the last piece of my clothing in his hand. In a fresh rush of shame I crossed my legs although I was facing away from him (I believed). ‘Yours is the most wonderful back I have seen ever’ nair uttered. After what seemed like an eternity he took a million or so snaps of my naked back and all the while letting me boil in passion he finally said ‘turn around now’ I was thinking of myself ‘Should I have asked for the towel back’ while I headed to face him, with my hands covering my privates.
He clucked his tongue upon looking at me. ‘My oh my… what a beautiful thing we have here. Your honey pot looks nicely shaven and smooth. Ravi is very lucky.’ With that he took a few more pictures of me full nude save the large hat. I just can’t believe still that I had let him talk me into posing full nude for him showing him everything letting him describe about my privates and all. I was hearing the clicks for a few minutes without interruption and a big silence after that. After what felt like a millennium I heard foot steps then. I noticed the clothes rustle missing this time! Before I could think of the consequences of the missing rustle I felt a hot tongue resting on my navel. Next instance nair’s hand were crawling up on my hip on either side and finding their way behind He must have been kneeling in front of me. His hands grabbed my globes behind and started caressing me. I gasped and moaned as his hands kneaded my buttocks and his tongue was busy lapping my navel. My whole body was writhing with pleasure. I was amazed at the softness of his palms. He ran his fingers along the middle of the valley between them globes up and down. I was wondering to myself how come he knew that I am hypersensitive there. He gripped my buttocks with some force now and his tongue descended from my navel and travelled towards my more than inviting expectant vagina. I readily parted my thighs when he pressed his chin in between my thighs. His tongue lapped and cleaned my pussy lips thoroughly. I heard a ‘mmmmm’ from down below. He brought his hands from my buttocks a bit lower and let his fingers attack my pussy directly from behind me. I let out a loud ‘aaaah’ of course not due to pain and parted my legs much wider now. His tongue reaching the prime spot started licking my inner lips. I was thinking to myself ‘Should I need to cover my breasts anymore??’ while my hands headed for his head.
It felt good to run my fingers along nair’s curly hair and letting them lock in the curls. I felt that I was gripping his hair harder and harder. Nair released one had from my behind and the next instance it was caressing the underside of my soft left breast. I moaned louder in passion when his fingers circled my hard nipples. His hands were so soft; in fact it must have been softer than mine! I let him play with my nipple. His naughty fingers drew circles and pinched me ever so slightly. It was a sharp contrast to Ravi’s rough handling all the time. It was an eye-opener to me to know that how much sensitive I am to the soft touches. He continued to lick my inner lips and now taut clit. It was just the right force being applied there. He gently pulled the skin at the clit with his teeth. I sensed the building climax inside me looming to erupt any minute. I moaned louder and louder. Taking the cue mr.nair briefly interrupted his tongue-lapping act and inserted a finger deep inside my completely wet pussy and took out and continued to lap his tongue in me. Next instance, I realized the reason for him doing so. He ran his fingers along my crevice and at the mid point he pushed his now very moist index finger. To even my surprise it slipped easily into the orifice there. Momentarily I jerked and found myself standing in tip toes while he inserted me there. Then he continued to lick and play with my pussy in deliberate slow circles and his finger in me from behind was now moving back and forth slowly giving me a painful pleasure, while his free hand was gently massaging my tits and pinching my nipples alternatively. I couldn’t take this sequence very long I moaned louder and louder. My frequency of moaning increased rapidly and so did his pace. At one point I felt myself going rigid and then let out a loud cry combined with convoluted spasms of my muscles all over. I came out very loud and strongly and it lasted for several seconds long. I was thoroughly spent and was sweating all over. Nair stood up and scooped me as I was about to collapse. I was thinking to myself ‘Should I need a hand kerchief now?’ while I headed into mr.nair’s arms.
Mr.Nair was carrying me like he would carry a pillow to the bed. I realized while he carried me away that he had removed his shirt. He walked a few steps and placed me on what felt like a bench. I am so grateful for the hat though. I felt his presence by my side. I let my hands wander over while lying on the bench and found his strong thighs. He has ridden his dhoti as well! To my surprise I was letting my hands linger there longer than necessary enjoying the stiffness of his muscles. He moved and spread his legs and either side of the bench and began stroking my breasts. My nipples responded to him immediately and the familiar tingle in me started again. ‘The best pair of breasts alive right in front of me’ he commented as he continued to knead them with both hands and fondled them gently. I let my hands traverse above his thighs slowly taking time. Still with the hat covering my face, this temporary blindness is an incredible turn on with my mind trying to anticipate what I would expect next on my touch and what to expect from his naughty hands. I ran my manicured nails along his inner thigh as he let out a moan. My hands finally met his tight balls. It really felt good cupping them with my fingers. He let out a soft sigh as I cupped his. Nair was standing over me with his legs divided on either side of the bench giving me brilliant access to his balls. I gave his balls a good squeeze and nair moaned an ‘aaaah’ loud. Of course he enjoyed it. Tracing my fingers around the balls for a long duration teasing him sufficiently I ran my fingers along the base of his shaft. He let out a low growl as I began my pilgrimage and my fingers began their quest of reaching the tip of his shivlinga It was my turn to be surprised. As I kept moving my fingers he kept growling louder, but what was not happening was that I did not reach the tip yet. My fingers kept going on and on and on for what seemed like an endless journey. I was thinking to myself ‘Should I have to move my finger faster?’ while I headed for my destination.
That was one journey which I couldn’t really complain of. I finally managed to find the tip and my finger needed a rest. So I encircled my palm around the tip as mr.nair pinched my nipples harder. I pushed the foreskin of his massive shaft downwards and felt the softer ‘real’ tip and started circling it. He seemed to enjoy the sensation and let out loud moans now. I thought to myself in a wicked way ‘It is your turn now to moan mister!’ and smiled myself at how childish it sounded. I moved his penis back and forth and then let while cupping his balls and gently squeezing it with the other hand. He moaned louder and not being able to withstand any further he moved a step forward towards me and his hand pushed my hat off my face. This was something I didn’t expect as I was getting fairly comfortable hiding my face under the hat. The first thing I saw after remaining under cover for what seemed to be an enormous time was his huge monster thing looming just centimetres above my face. I let out a sharp gasp in sheer surprise. Next thing I realised he pushed his massive took o brush along my lips. I was still holding it in my hands and despite myself I found my lips parting. I took my tongue out to explore the skin of his member. I moved my skin along the side of it and then reached the top. He was gripping my tighter as I made circles on the tip pushing the foreskin below. I licked the tip with my now hungry tongue for some time. He moved his hip back and forth. I took his tool in between my open lips and guided it slowly. I closed my lips and he suddenly pushed it inside with some force. I felt it hit the base of my throat. He took over and rocked his thing back and forth inside his mouth for a few minutes. It felt good. I cupped and played around with his balls all the time and even pinched them making him jerk. It felt good. While having his tool in completely I grabbed his tight but large butt and ran my nails along the still muscles. It felt good too. I was still ogling at his wide eyed chest and ran my fingers along his wide chest. It was then he decided that it was time for the kill. He removed his tool from my mouth and lifted both my legs in the air easily and then spread them wider. He inserted his huge thing in me and it went in easily half way through. He pushed his powerful frame and pushed it further to let it in fully. He then stood in that position and rocked back and forth. I ran my fingers on his hairy chest and pinched his nipples periodically. He gasped and moved his torso back and forth over and over. His hand in the process tweaked my nipples and made me go crazy. I felt that raising orgasm inside me too. He was moving his whole body back and forth now and in spite of the A/C both of us were sweating profusely. The beads of sweat in his forehead made him look more macho and attractive. After a few more strokes and the passing of a few more minutes I sensed his stiffening muscle and almost at the same time I was beginning to build faster inside me. He stiffened his whole self and let out a long low growl while he came in me in long jerks while I found myself screaming with pleasure as I had hit it again for the second time within a matter of few minutes. I was thinking to myself ‘Should there be a third?’ while I released my aching muscles off him with a smile and headed to sit on the bench by his side.
I was sitting on the stool for a few minutes glancing absently at the beach scenery, lost in confused thoughts still naked wearing the hat again not covering my face this time. Mr.Nair came back, fully dressed now with my saree, petticoat and blouse in his hand. He placed them by my side and before I could protest he clicked a few shots of my tired face and naked body after two thunderous orgasms. ‘For my personal satisfaction. I shall give it to you as well if you want’. After cleaning up hastily, I dressed myself up with my OWN clothes and left hurriedly. While at the door I heard Mr.Nair shout ‘Madam, come back sometime in the afternoon to collect some of the pictures. To complete your part of the deal, and don’t forget the pictures taken by ravi. They must still be lying on the chair in the front office. I grabbed the cover containing the pictures on my way out. I was thinking to myself ‘Should I ever go back to that place again, leave alone collecting the pictures for my part of the deal??’ as I headed to my home entering the hot and humid street in the May afternoon, I was started to feel that nair’s baby was playing around my bally.
(End)
(PART3)
‘That’s ultimate. You are looking positively beautiful.’ He took a few more snaps praising me all the way through, constantly throwing flattering comments about one of the body parts. He came close to me ‘time for complete back shots’ and pulled me toward him and turned me in a whiff. Before I could think of what was going on, he stood behind me and pulled my hands off my and pulled towards him and quickly peeled the shirt off me and let me standing there completely topless. I recovered and quickly covered my bare tits with a squeal. I was about to protest and he beat me to it. ‘Stand here sweetie’. He pulled me away from the tree completely and spun me around. I was so glad that I was wearing the huge hat and didn’t want to go through the embarrassment of facing him. I must have been facing away from me I suppose. While I was standing covering my breasts, he came close to me and held his hands at my waist softly and slowly spun me around and whispered near my face. ‘Time for some frontal shots now’ and released his hands with some force and moved away to take more clicks. While he was doing his business I realised that the soft muslin cloth tied around me lost its grip considerably due to persistent handling while he spun me around. I was faced with a situation. He continued clicking when I rasped ‘Stop for a minute. I need to tighten the cloth at my hip. It’s loosing its grip’ (so was my situation. I am loosing the grip over the situation by the second). ‘Oh don’t worry about it’ he cooed. He came close to me next instance and I suppose squatted in front of me. Both his hands were on the waist line of the long muslin cloth. He undid the frills fully, but holding the cloth in position he expertly took the frills and tightly tucked it in, perhaps a better job than mine, given the situation. I was growing all hot from head to toe with every minute touch he made. He might have had a fleeting glance of my pussy when he was taking the frills. I was getting horny and wet at the thought of that. After tightening he placed his palm between the navel and the frills as if measuring the gap and seconds later his fingers targeted the centrepiece of my midrib. I let out a noticeably sharp gasp when his little finger entered my deep navel while he spread his palm over my belly. His other finger pawed me and sprawled all over while his little finger was drawing circles. By now it must have been very very obvious to him that my navel is the triggering point to break my dams of passion and turn me on. His voice grew coarse now ‘Some dirt in there. One minute. Let me clean that’ with that I found his long hot tongue entering my navel and drawing circles while I found myself gasping loudly now. He had me in control. After some lapping with the tongue there he fingered the area some more. He said ’It’s cleaned now’ and left me gasping there and went few steps away and took a few more shots. I was literally boiling hot inside with passion caused by prolonged heavy petting. There was no sound from him for a few seconds. Then he came close to me and placed his arms on my hip and spun me around. ‘Time for a full back view my beautiful lady’ and while muttering those words his hands gripped the muslin cloth around me at the frills and in a fleeting moment with such a force he pulled at the frills and yanked it off me. My only reaction was a hollow gasp. The image of the Gandhi statue opening ceremony held in our town while I was a youngster came to my mind. He went back with the last piece of my clothing in his hand. In a fresh rush of shame I crossed my legs although I was facing away from him (I believed). ‘Yours is the most wonderful back I have seen ever’ nair uttered. After what seemed like an eternity he took a million or so snaps of my naked back and all the while letting me boil in passion he finally said ‘turn around now’ I was thinking of myself ‘Should I have asked for the towel back’ while I headed to face him, with my hands covering my privates.
He clucked his tongue upon looking at me. ‘My oh my… what a beautiful thing we have here. Your honey pot looks nicely shaven and smooth. Ravi is very lucky.’ With that he took a few more pictures of me full nude save the large hat. I just can’t believe still that I had let him talk me into posing full nude for him showing him everything letting him describe about my privates and all. I was hearing the clicks for a few minutes without interruption and a big silence after that. After what felt like a millennium I heard foot steps then. I noticed the clothes rustle missing this time! Before I could think of the consequences of the missing rustle I felt a hot tongue resting on my navel. Next instance nair’s hand were crawling up on my hip on either side and finding their way behind He must have been kneeling in front of me. His hands grabbed my globes behind and started caressing me. I gasped and moaned as his hands kneaded my buttocks and his tongue was busy lapping my navel. My whole body was writhing with pleasure. I was amazed at the softness of his palms. He ran his fingers along the middle of the valley between them globes up and down. I was wondering to myself how come he knew that I am hypersensitive there. He gripped my buttocks with some force now and his tongue descended from my navel and travelled towards my more than inviting expectant vagina. I readily parted my thighs when he pressed his chin in between my thighs. His tongue lapped and cleaned my pussy lips thoroughly. I heard a ‘mmmmm’ from down below. He brought his hands from my buttocks a bit lower and let his fingers attack my pussy directly from behind me. I let out a loud ‘aaaah’ of course not due to pain and parted my legs much wider now. His tongue reaching the prime spot started licking my inner lips. I was thinking to myself ‘Should I need to cover my breasts anymore??’ while my hands headed for his head.
It felt good to run my fingers along nair’s curly hair and letting them lock in the curls. I felt that I was gripping his hair harder and harder. Nair released one had from my behind and the next instance it was caressing the underside of my soft left breast. I moaned louder in passion when his fingers circled my hard nipples. His hands were so soft; in fact it must have been softer than mine! I let him play with my nipple. His naughty fingers drew circles and pinched me ever so slightly. It was a sharp contrast to Ravi’s rough handling all the time. It was an eye-opener to me to know that how much sensitive I am to the soft touches. He continued to lick my inner lips and now taut clit. It was just the right force being applied there. He gently pulled the skin at the clit with his teeth. I sensed the building climax inside me looming to erupt any minute. I moaned louder and louder. Taking the cue mr.nair briefly interrupted his tongue-lapping act and inserted a finger deep inside my completely wet pussy and took out and continued to lap his tongue in me. Next instance, I realized the reason for him doing so. He ran his fingers along my crevice and at the mid point he pushed his now very moist index finger. To even my surprise it slipped easily into the orifice there. Momentarily I jerked and found myself standing in tip toes while he inserted me there. Then he continued to lick and play with my pussy in deliberate slow circles and his finger in me from behind was now moving back and forth slowly giving me a painful pleasure, while his free hand was gently massaging my tits and pinching my nipples alternatively. I couldn’t take this sequence very long I moaned louder and louder. My frequency of moaning increased rapidly and so did his pace. At one point I felt myself going rigid and then let out a loud cry combined with convoluted spasms of my muscles all over. I came out very loud and strongly and it lasted for several seconds long. I was thoroughly spent and was sweating all over. Nair stood up and scooped me as I was about to collapse. I was thinking to myself ‘Should I need a hand kerchief now?’ while I headed into mr.nair’s arms.
Mr.Nair was carrying me like he would carry a pillow to the bed. I realized while he carried me away that he had removed his shirt. He walked a few steps and placed me on what felt like a bench. I am so grateful for the hat though. I felt his presence by my side. I let my hands wander over while lying on the bench and found his strong thighs. He has ridden his dhoti as well! To my surprise I was letting my hands linger there longer than necessary enjoying the stiffness of his muscles. He moved and spread his legs and either side of the bench and began stroking my breasts. My nipples responded to him immediately and the familiar tingle in me started again. ‘The best pair of breasts alive right in front of me’ he commented as he continued to knead them with both hands and fondled them gently. I let my hands traverse above his thighs slowly taking time. Still with the hat covering my face, this temporary blindness is an incredible turn on with my mind trying to anticipate what I would expect next on my touch and what to expect from his naughty hands. I ran my manicured nails along his inner thigh as he let out a moan. My hands finally met his tight balls. It really felt good cupping them with my fingers. He let out a soft sigh as I cupped his. Nair was standing over me with his legs divided on either side of the bench giving me brilliant access to his balls. I gave his balls a good squeeze and nair moaned an ‘aaaah’ loud. Of course he enjoyed it. Tracing my fingers around the balls for a long duration teasing him sufficiently I ran my fingers along the base of his shaft. He let out a low growl as I began my pilgrimage and my fingers began their quest of reaching the tip of his shivlinga It was my turn to be surprised. As I kept moving my fingers he kept growling louder, but what was not happening was that I did not reach the tip yet. My fingers kept going on and on and on for what seemed like an endless journey. I was thinking to myself ‘Should I have to move my finger faster?’ while I headed for my destination.
That was one journey which I couldn’t really complain of. I finally managed to find the tip and my finger needed a rest. So I encircled my palm around the tip as mr.nair pinched my nipples harder. I pushed the foreskin of his massive shaft downwards and felt the softer ‘real’ tip and started circling it. He seemed to enjoy the sensation and let out loud moans now. I thought to myself in a wicked way ‘It is your turn now to moan mister!’ and smiled myself at how childish it sounded. I moved his penis back and forth and then let while cupping his balls and gently squeezing it with the other hand. He moaned louder and not being able to withstand any further he moved a step forward towards me and his hand pushed my hat off my face. This was something I didn’t expect as I was getting fairly comfortable hiding my face under the hat. The first thing I saw after remaining under cover for what seemed to be an enormous time was his huge monster thing looming just centimetres above my face. I let out a sharp gasp in sheer surprise. Next thing I realised he pushed his massive took o brush along my lips. I was still holding it in my hands and despite myself I found my lips parting. I took my tongue out to explore the skin of his member. I moved my skin along the side of it and then reached the top. He was gripping my tighter as I made circles on the tip pushing the foreskin below. I licked the tip with my now hungry tongue for some time. He moved his hip back and forth. I took his tool in between my open lips and guided it slowly. I closed my lips and he suddenly pushed it inside with some force. I felt it hit the base of my throat. He took over and rocked his thing back and forth inside his mouth for a few minutes. It felt good. I cupped and played around with his balls all the time and even pinched them making him jerk. It felt good. While having his tool in completely I grabbed his tight but large butt and ran my nails along the still muscles. It felt good too. I was still ogling at his wide eyed chest and ran my fingers along his wide chest. It was then he decided that it was time for the kill. He removed his tool from my mouth and lifted both my legs in the air easily and then spread them wider. He inserted his huge thing in me and it went in easily half way through. He pushed his powerful frame and pushed it further to let it in fully. He then stood in that position and rocked back and forth. I ran my fingers on his hairy chest and pinched his nipples periodically. He gasped and moved his torso back and forth over and over. His hand in the process tweaked my nipples and made me go crazy. I felt that raising orgasm inside me too. He was moving his whole body back and forth now and in spite of the A/C both of us were sweating profusely. The beads of sweat in his forehead made him look more macho and attractive. After a few more strokes and the passing of a few more minutes I sensed his stiffening muscle and almost at the same time I was beginning to build faster inside me. He stiffened his whole self and let out a long low growl while he came in me in long jerks while I found myself screaming with pleasure as I had hit it again for the second time within a matter of few minutes. I was thinking to myself ‘Should there be a third?’ while I released my aching muscles off him with a smile and headed to sit on the bench by his side.
I was sitting on the stool for a few minutes glancing absently at the beach scenery, lost in confused thoughts still naked wearing the hat again not covering my face this time. Mr.Nair came back, fully dressed now with my saree, petticoat and blouse in his hand. He placed them by my side and before I could protest he clicked a few shots of my tired face and naked body after two thunderous orgasms. ‘For my personal satisfaction. I shall give it to you as well if you want’. After cleaning up hastily, I dressed myself up with my OWN clothes and left hurriedly. While at the door I heard Mr.Nair shout ‘Madam, come back sometime in the afternoon to collect some of the pictures. To complete your part of the deal, and don’t forget the pictures taken by ravi. They must still be lying on the chair in the front office. I grabbed the cover containing the pictures on my way out. I was thinking to myself ‘Should I ever go back to that place again, leave alone collecting the pictures for my part of the deal??’ as I headed to my home entering the hot and humid street in the May afternoon, I was started to feel that nair’s baby was playing around my bally.
(End)
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