Turn around of shy wife

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And when his lips finally reached hers, she offered neither resistance nor encouragement. Instead, she stood there in wide-eyed shock, still not quite comprehending how she’d let events reach this stage. Instinctively, like they had a mind of their own, her lips parted just enough to allow his tongue to enter. She felt his tongue searching for hers, and she felt her eyes beginning to close as her own tongue began to seek out his.

Suddenly he withdrew his lips. Opening her eyes quickly, she looked at him. Her look was one of utter confusion, part of her knowing that this was wrong and that she should leave before it was too late, and part of her desperately wanting to taste the forbidden fruit of his youth.

It became clear which side had prevailed when she closed her eyes, parted her lips, and waited.

She didn’t have to wait long to feel the touch of his lips, to feel his tongue pressing its way into her mouth and beginning its passionate dance of lust with hers. She felt his hands grab her shoulders, massaging them from the base of her neck to the top of her arms. 

His hands didn’t linger long on her shoulders, moving instead down her chest to her breasts, and grabbing them firmly through her blouse and bra over her chiffon saree. She heard herself moaning into his lips as he squeezed her tits, as he mashed them into her chest, all the while keeping her pinned to the wall.

He kept up his assault on her bosom for some time, firmly, even roughly manhandling her. And then, abruptly, he withdrew his hands from her breasts. Without releasing her lips from his, he slid his fingers and removed the pallu of her saree from her shoulders allowed it to fall and then slid the fingers inside her blouse, grabbed hold of the material, and ripped it open.

The move was so sudden, so unexpected that it startled Rehana, causing her to open her eyes, gasp and jerk her lips away from his. But when she looked at him, she understood. She understood that he was in control, and that she was going to do whatever he demanded. Just the thought of surrendering herself completely to this young man was almost enough to make her cum. 

He paused only long enough for the reality of the situation to sink in, before moving his lips back towards hers. This time, however, she didn’t just wait for him. This time she thrust herself at him, completely giving in to the power of her lust. As they kissed, she felt his hand working on her blouse, slowing peeling away the tattered remnants of the once beautiful garment until it lay strewn across the floor.

After a moment he broke off the kiss and looked into her eyes. She felt his hands slide between her back and the wall, and ease towards the clasp of her lacy netted bra. She stood there, neither helping nor hindering, allowing him do whatever he wanted, at whatever pace he chose.

Momentarily, the clasp was undone and the bra straps lay dangling at her sides, their cups no longer offering support to her mounds. As they continued to look into each other’s eyes, his hands found their way to the shoulder straps, eased them off her shoulders, and cast the no longer wanted bra aside.

As she looked into his eyes, Rehana felt neither regret nor remorse. In their places, she felt lust. Pure animal lust. She stood before this man nearly 20 years her junior, both of them naked from the waist up, and could think of only one thing. Sex. The harder, the better.

She stood there as his hands moved to the navel and down to her slit of the saree which was holding on to her tummy and pulled the saree off her waist and it fell down as a bunch of cloth on the floor. With one quick move, the string of the petticoat was pulled and the petticoat too fell of her fleshy smooth fair thighs, he moved his hands to the sides of the hips and began easing the panties they concealed over her hips and down her legs.

She felt the garments fall until they bunched up around her knees. The look in his eyes told her to finish what he had started. She moved to comply, but with her back to the wall and him only inches in front of her, she found it difficult to shimmy the petticoat and panty down the rest of the way without rubbing her breasts against his chest, and her pelvis against his concealed erection.

And when her nakedness was complete, she saw the first hint of a smile on his face as his hands returned once again to her big fair soft breasts, tugging on the erect nipples, flicking them roughly with his fingers, and then squeezing the heaving mounds. While his right hand lingered on its newfound prize, his left hand slid slowly down her stomach to her already flowing pussy, pausing only briefly to discover her belly button. He inserted his fingers easily into her wetness, exploring her shaved cunt while he kept her back pressed firmly against the wall. He watched her squirm as he toyed with her, hearing her moans of pleasure growing in intensity she was scremaning “oooooooooooooooHHHHHHHyesssssssssssssss I am cumiingggggg my goddddddddddddddddd”as she thrust herself wantonly against his hands.