13-05-2019, 05:44 PM
Hmm! That gave me an idea. I positioned my ice filled handkerchief so that the next drop would fall on her nipple. She held her breath and concentrated her attention on the water drop as it formed under the handkerchief, exhaling only after it detached itself and fell on her nipple. Her nipples hardened, aureole puckered up and she shivered deliciously under my icy assault. I alternately rubbed the cold, wet, ice filled hanky on her nipples and then sucked them into my warm mouth, lightly biting on the hard buds. She kept writhing and moaning and then suddenly held her breath and went rigid as she hit a powerful orgasm. I was amazed – I had not even touched her pussy!
She sat cross-legged on the carpet, her back against the bed, pallu again demurely covering her delightful breasts. I lay sprawled on the carpet, my head in her lap. She ran her fingers through my thick, black hair, fingertips lightly massaging my scalp as we exchanged intimate banter. She would occasionally lean forward and deeply inhale the odor of my scalp, planting little kisses on my hair.
"Mmmhh… I love your smell. So nice, so manly…" She murmured. She buried her nose in my hair again and took several deep breaths.
"I am just storing up your smell, so that I can remember it when you are away from me." She explained.
"You are most welcome. But shouldn't you be storing up the smell of my crotch too?" I teased her. She slapped my thigh playfully at my suggestion but then leaned over and tried to sniff my crotch. It was too far away. So she reached out to my cock, pulled back the foreskin and played her fingers over the moist head. Then she brought her fingers to her nose and sniffed appreciatively.
"Mummy, I'm hungry!" I said, turning my face towards her. She pushed aside her pallu, held a comely breast in her fingers and fed the nipple into my mouth; I suckled on it as if I was a nursing baby. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the warm sensations shooting down from her nipples to her pussy. I could hear her heart beating faster as she became aroused again. I let go of her nipple, stripped off her clothing and shrugged out of my dressing gown; then we lay down naked in bed.
"SC, I am going to teach you to masturbate. I want to see you play with yourself." So saying, I started to finger her pussy, which quickly became wet. Then I grabbed her hand and guided her fingers into her pussy and taught her to pleasure herself.
"Close your eyes and imagine that they are my fingers." I encouraged her. While she fingered her pussy, I rubbed her clitoris with my thumb, until she reached another climax.
"Do this whenever you need me and I'm not around, OK?" I said. We continued with our pillow talk after she recovered from her high.
"SC, tell me... When did you first notice me?" I asked.
"Ohh… all the girls noticed you on our very first day in office." – SC
"All the girls? How do you know?" – I
"Oh, I could see that special look in their eyes when they were looking at you. Women are very perceptive in these matters, you know. And besides, you really are a very noticeable man!" She giggled.
"Later on, when we became friendly, we used to discuss all the men in the office amongst us. A couple of unmarried girls in fact quite openly said they had the hots for you." She let out a secret.
"Wow! That's nice. Makes me feel great, in fact. Why don't you introduce me to them? I don't mind making them happy!" I responded playfully.
"You think I am a fool? In fact, I felt a twinge of jealousy just listening to them talk about you in that way. I wanted to shout at them that you were mine!" She replied, possessively burying her face in my chest.
"OK, OK honey! Just joking! But I really want to know only about you. When did you really notice me?" I persisted. After a long pause, she replied,
"When I look back, I think I fell for you the very first time I set my eyes on you… hook, line and sinker, as they say. Although at that time, I couldn't really understand what was happening to me. I used to pray that I should get a chance to come close to you… then my prayers were answered and the special assignment came along… I used to be so excited whenever I was close to you… my heart used to start beating fast, I used to become breathless, my blood sang in my veins… I used to feel so alive…and… and… I used to get wet… down there… I don't know how to describe my feelings…"
"In other words, you used to get sexually aroused?" I asked.
"I… I don't know about that. I suppose so, as I look back now. But at that time, I didn't know anything about… these things. My husband never made me feel that way, you see… so how was I to know? When I was with him, I only used to do my duty as a good wife, as I have been taught to do, to make him happy. And I did give him two wonderful children! I was quite happy with my life until you came along and turned me topsy turvy, inside out!" She replied. Even after so many hours of intense sexual congress with me, she was still coy about using the proper words to describe what had happened between us.
She sat cross-legged on the carpet, her back against the bed, pallu again demurely covering her delightful breasts. I lay sprawled on the carpet, my head in her lap. She ran her fingers through my thick, black hair, fingertips lightly massaging my scalp as we exchanged intimate banter. She would occasionally lean forward and deeply inhale the odor of my scalp, planting little kisses on my hair.
"Mmmhh… I love your smell. So nice, so manly…" She murmured. She buried her nose in my hair again and took several deep breaths.
"I am just storing up your smell, so that I can remember it when you are away from me." She explained.
"You are most welcome. But shouldn't you be storing up the smell of my crotch too?" I teased her. She slapped my thigh playfully at my suggestion but then leaned over and tried to sniff my crotch. It was too far away. So she reached out to my cock, pulled back the foreskin and played her fingers over the moist head. Then she brought her fingers to her nose and sniffed appreciatively.
"Mummy, I'm hungry!" I said, turning my face towards her. She pushed aside her pallu, held a comely breast in her fingers and fed the nipple into my mouth; I suckled on it as if I was a nursing baby. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the warm sensations shooting down from her nipples to her pussy. I could hear her heart beating faster as she became aroused again. I let go of her nipple, stripped off her clothing and shrugged out of my dressing gown; then we lay down naked in bed.
"SC, I am going to teach you to masturbate. I want to see you play with yourself." So saying, I started to finger her pussy, which quickly became wet. Then I grabbed her hand and guided her fingers into her pussy and taught her to pleasure herself.
"Close your eyes and imagine that they are my fingers." I encouraged her. While she fingered her pussy, I rubbed her clitoris with my thumb, until she reached another climax.
"Do this whenever you need me and I'm not around, OK?" I said. We continued with our pillow talk after she recovered from her high.
"SC, tell me... When did you first notice me?" I asked.
"Ohh… all the girls noticed you on our very first day in office." – SC
"All the girls? How do you know?" – I
"Oh, I could see that special look in their eyes when they were looking at you. Women are very perceptive in these matters, you know. And besides, you really are a very noticeable man!" She giggled.
"Later on, when we became friendly, we used to discuss all the men in the office amongst us. A couple of unmarried girls in fact quite openly said they had the hots for you." She let out a secret.
"Wow! That's nice. Makes me feel great, in fact. Why don't you introduce me to them? I don't mind making them happy!" I responded playfully.
"You think I am a fool? In fact, I felt a twinge of jealousy just listening to them talk about you in that way. I wanted to shout at them that you were mine!" She replied, possessively burying her face in my chest.
"OK, OK honey! Just joking! But I really want to know only about you. When did you really notice me?" I persisted. After a long pause, she replied,
"When I look back, I think I fell for you the very first time I set my eyes on you… hook, line and sinker, as they say. Although at that time, I couldn't really understand what was happening to me. I used to pray that I should get a chance to come close to you… then my prayers were answered and the special assignment came along… I used to be so excited whenever I was close to you… my heart used to start beating fast, I used to become breathless, my blood sang in my veins… I used to feel so alive…and… and… I used to get wet… down there… I don't know how to describe my feelings…"
"In other words, you used to get sexually aroused?" I asked.
"I… I don't know about that. I suppose so, as I look back now. But at that time, I didn't know anything about… these things. My husband never made me feel that way, you see… so how was I to know? When I was with him, I only used to do my duty as a good wife, as I have been taught to do, to make him happy. And I did give him two wonderful children! I was quite happy with my life until you came along and turned me topsy turvy, inside out!" She replied. Even after so many hours of intense sexual congress with me, she was still coy about using the proper words to describe what had happened between us.
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