20-04-2022, 05:56 PM
Surprisingly, once they were in the apartment, neither seemed to be in that much of a hurry, and so they started things off with a long, languid kiss. Mohan had watched a porno flick the night before, and brought some aspects of the kissing from a lesbian sequence into play, by licking Hem's tongue once they began to French kiss.
"Mmm, you taste good," he murmured into her ear as they came up for air.
"You must be a mind reader," Hem whispered back, "I was gonna say the same thing."
Of course, Hem was at least as horny as Mohan, perhaps more, and the kiss really turned her on. Any thought of not giving herself to him evaporated as she melted into his torrid kisses.
Sensing her surrender, Mohan began to explore her with his hands, sliding them under her top to play with her young, resilient breasts and then with Hem moaning with passion, down to the hem of her skirt to slide his hand under and daring to stroke her young pussy through her panties.
There was no rush. He removed her top, and then his T-shirt, while they kissed and fondled each other. But when he reached for the clasp of her bra, Hem stiffened, and shook her head.
"Not yet..."
Mohan sighed, pulled her close, and cupped her ass. She let it go, almost purring in his ear before renewing their kiss. He attempted to remove the bra again, this time there was no resistance. And with their next embrace, her nipples grazed over his chest and Mohan felt as if sparks were flying off of his body from the sizzling heat they generated.
After a few more minutes of sharing mouths and tongues, they broke for air.
"Are you all right?" he asked.
"Oh, sure," she gasped.
He renewed his kisses and found himself listening to the tenor of her receptive moans. Finally, he abandoned her sweet mouth to kiss and suckle on her dark chocolate tipped nipples, stopping only when her pelvis began to jerk upward against his leg.
Mohan marveled aloud at the beauty of her breasts, and Hem's loins grew wetter and wetter. She busied herself caressing his face, neck and shoulders as he gently explored her breasts and then her nipples.
Hem's hands moved around his waist until she found his belt buckle. She opened it with no trouble, and then tugged the zipper down, joyously exulting in the feel of his hardness as she did.
He wore no underwear and his erection sprang out.
Hem moved back with some alacrity then paused to study his manhood. It was the first adult erection she had ever seen aside from the pictures in magazines and porn videos.
"You're leaking," she said in wonder.
"You did that to me," he croaked.
The moment her fingers glanced along his rock-hard shaft, her moved to undo her jeans. To Mohan's delight, Hem offered no resistance, allowing him to pull both her jeans and thong off of her and drop them on the floor next to the bed.
For the next minute or so, they were both preoccupied with examining the other's sex.
"Mmm, you taste good," he murmured into her ear as they came up for air.
"You must be a mind reader," Hem whispered back, "I was gonna say the same thing."
Of course, Hem was at least as horny as Mohan, perhaps more, and the kiss really turned her on. Any thought of not giving herself to him evaporated as she melted into his torrid kisses.
Sensing her surrender, Mohan began to explore her with his hands, sliding them under her top to play with her young, resilient breasts and then with Hem moaning with passion, down to the hem of her skirt to slide his hand under and daring to stroke her young pussy through her panties.
There was no rush. He removed her top, and then his T-shirt, while they kissed and fondled each other. But when he reached for the clasp of her bra, Hem stiffened, and shook her head.
"Not yet..."
Mohan sighed, pulled her close, and cupped her ass. She let it go, almost purring in his ear before renewing their kiss. He attempted to remove the bra again, this time there was no resistance. And with their next embrace, her nipples grazed over his chest and Mohan felt as if sparks were flying off of his body from the sizzling heat they generated.
After a few more minutes of sharing mouths and tongues, they broke for air.
"Are you all right?" he asked.
"Oh, sure," she gasped.
He renewed his kisses and found himself listening to the tenor of her receptive moans. Finally, he abandoned her sweet mouth to kiss and suckle on her dark chocolate tipped nipples, stopping only when her pelvis began to jerk upward against his leg.
Mohan marveled aloud at the beauty of her breasts, and Hem's loins grew wetter and wetter. She busied herself caressing his face, neck and shoulders as he gently explored her breasts and then her nipples.
Hem's hands moved around his waist until she found his belt buckle. She opened it with no trouble, and then tugged the zipper down, joyously exulting in the feel of his hardness as she did.
He wore no underwear and his erection sprang out.
Hem moved back with some alacrity then paused to study his manhood. It was the first adult erection she had ever seen aside from the pictures in magazines and porn videos.
"You're leaking," she said in wonder.
"You did that to me," he croaked.
The moment her fingers glanced along his rock-hard shaft, her moved to undo her jeans. To Mohan's delight, Hem offered no resistance, allowing him to pull both her jeans and thong off of her and drop them on the floor next to the bed.
For the next minute or so, they were both preoccupied with examining the other's sex.
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