12-05-2019, 11:12 AM
I went to the bus stop and found her waiting for me. She was in a typical Indian vestiary of saree and blouse and was carrying a small bag. She sat behind me and we proceed straight to the hotel. Her breasts pressed tightly on my back while her right hand was on my right thigh. She brought her face very close to my ears and we talked all the way.
"Your baby may need you." I asked.
"No my mom will manage him nicely." She said. "My mom comes to leave with me sometimes, whom you might not have noticed. She is accustomed very well with the baby."
"Yeah I have seen her, a couple of times. But, what about feeding?"
"Yeah, I have extracted the milk and handed it to her. She will feed him in the afternoon."
"Do you use a breast pump?"
"As I breastfeed him always, so I usually don't need a breast pump. I use my hand for extraction. Well don't you think we are a bit clinical in our talks, why don't you talk something romantic?"
And we travelled along. Her fingers would tease my penis occasionally over my pants. And her breasts pressing against my back was adding to the excitement. I was waiting impatiently to enter the hotel room.
It was around ten thirty that we finally entered our hotel room. After due submission of our address proofs and other formalities, we both were finally alone in our hotel room.
"It's so humid outside." She complained. "I want to bath first."
"Yes," I confirmed. "I too am sweating. Shall I join you too in the bathroom? Moreover I haven't undressed a saree since long, so can I?"
The smile on her face confirmed her approval to my proposal. I moved closer to her and held her in my arms. She smelt of sweat and so did I. We made eye contact with each other as my mouth closed in on her mouth. She closed her eyes as I began to cherish the softness of her lips.
My hands traced the softness of her belly to her shoulders, where a safety pin, firmly anchored her saree to her blouse. My fingers unlocked the pin and released the saree to the ground. Her blouse now covered her chest and I moved my hands over her breast. While my mouth was still relishing the taste of her saliva, my hands began pressing her milk globes over the fabric of her blouse.
I moved my mouth to kiss her cheeks and then to her neck. My mouth kissed the side of her neck from the top to bottom and again moved up. Simultaneously, my fingers started unbuttoning her blouse to release her breasts. As my fingers opened the buttons, I realized that there was an additional brassiere to be removed to uncover her chest.
After removing her blouse from her body, I saw that her chest was drenched in sweat. But that didn't stop me from kissing her cleavage and the bare portions of her breasts that were visible over the bra. I started sucking the softness over her left breast till it left a reddish impression over her skin. I removed the remaining saree tied to her lower part and now she was standing in her bra and petticoat.
She moved her hands swiftly to remove my shirt and pant leaving me only in my underwear. My already erect penis desperately wished to break the shackles of the fabric. She moved her hand into my underwear and felt my hardness within her grasp. I unstrapped her bra to release her breasts. I observed a tiny white droplet formed over either of her nipples which invited me to suck on them.
"Wow, you seem to produce a lot of milk."
I moved my tongue over either of her nipples before sucking on them. My sucking on her nipple assured that there was not much milk formed in her breasts to my dismay and I dried them up quickly. I unfastened her petticoat and pulled her pantie down to make her completely naked. She on her part removed my underwear. She caught hold of my hand and led me into the bathroom.
She took the soap and wet it in the running water of the shower and began running it over my chest and body. I would move my hand to brush her hair with my fingers and then press her luscious mammaries.
She buffed the soap all over my torso. She knelt herself and then moved down to my genitals. She retracted the prepuce of my already hardened penis and put soap over the skin and glans. She turned my body to face the running shower and took some water in her palm and cleaned my organ.
"Your baby may need you." I asked.
"No my mom will manage him nicely." She said. "My mom comes to leave with me sometimes, whom you might not have noticed. She is accustomed very well with the baby."
"Yeah I have seen her, a couple of times. But, what about feeding?"
"Yeah, I have extracted the milk and handed it to her. She will feed him in the afternoon."
"Do you use a breast pump?"
"As I breastfeed him always, so I usually don't need a breast pump. I use my hand for extraction. Well don't you think we are a bit clinical in our talks, why don't you talk something romantic?"
And we travelled along. Her fingers would tease my penis occasionally over my pants. And her breasts pressing against my back was adding to the excitement. I was waiting impatiently to enter the hotel room.
It was around ten thirty that we finally entered our hotel room. After due submission of our address proofs and other formalities, we both were finally alone in our hotel room.
"It's so humid outside." She complained. "I want to bath first."
"Yes," I confirmed. "I too am sweating. Shall I join you too in the bathroom? Moreover I haven't undressed a saree since long, so can I?"
The smile on her face confirmed her approval to my proposal. I moved closer to her and held her in my arms. She smelt of sweat and so did I. We made eye contact with each other as my mouth closed in on her mouth. She closed her eyes as I began to cherish the softness of her lips.
My hands traced the softness of her belly to her shoulders, where a safety pin, firmly anchored her saree to her blouse. My fingers unlocked the pin and released the saree to the ground. Her blouse now covered her chest and I moved my hands over her breast. While my mouth was still relishing the taste of her saliva, my hands began pressing her milk globes over the fabric of her blouse.
I moved my mouth to kiss her cheeks and then to her neck. My mouth kissed the side of her neck from the top to bottom and again moved up. Simultaneously, my fingers started unbuttoning her blouse to release her breasts. As my fingers opened the buttons, I realized that there was an additional brassiere to be removed to uncover her chest.
After removing her blouse from her body, I saw that her chest was drenched in sweat. But that didn't stop me from kissing her cleavage and the bare portions of her breasts that were visible over the bra. I started sucking the softness over her left breast till it left a reddish impression over her skin. I removed the remaining saree tied to her lower part and now she was standing in her bra and petticoat.
She moved her hands swiftly to remove my shirt and pant leaving me only in my underwear. My already erect penis desperately wished to break the shackles of the fabric. She moved her hand into my underwear and felt my hardness within her grasp. I unstrapped her bra to release her breasts. I observed a tiny white droplet formed over either of her nipples which invited me to suck on them.
"Wow, you seem to produce a lot of milk."
I moved my tongue over either of her nipples before sucking on them. My sucking on her nipple assured that there was not much milk formed in her breasts to my dismay and I dried them up quickly. I unfastened her petticoat and pulled her pantie down to make her completely naked. She on her part removed my underwear. She caught hold of my hand and led me into the bathroom.
She took the soap and wet it in the running water of the shower and began running it over my chest and body. I would move my hand to brush her hair with my fingers and then press her luscious mammaries.
She buffed the soap all over my torso. She knelt herself and then moved down to my genitals. She retracted the prepuce of my already hardened penis and put soap over the skin and glans. She turned my body to face the running shower and took some water in her palm and cleaned my organ.
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