01-11-2022, 05:28 PM
It was him, ever since the morning she had seen him gaze in bewilderment her figure as she walked in wearing a tight sports tracks. Sweaty under the armpits, her hair had been nicely tied down with a hair band, it framed her round face nicely and neatly. She was breathing heavily after an hour of jogging in the park, a routine she never left. Her sweaty tanned skin complementing the round eyes and lips, his eyes were drinking with lust and desire. She had seen him place the morning newspaper down on his lap to cover what she figured out (later he confirmed) an erection. It was a long walk to her room…
Lopa became aware of her rising heartbeat, while her mind relived those moments, her breasts rising and falling as her whole skin and body heated up, consciously or unconsciously the finger between her legs pressed itself down firmly. She opened her eyes and gazed upon the dark skies through the window, the flashes of lightning were more frequent, it was raining heavily. Lopa closed her eyes again, as the fingers dug deeper into her wet vagina, her head swung back and mouth agape with pleasure.
She was back in the apartment, a sudden silence had engulfed the whole place, somewhere between the first front door and her room in the first floor it was a deadly silence, all she could think of was the fixed gaze of her cousin’s husband. He didn’t say a word and all he did was look at her with a want and desire. Lopa carefully walked up the stairs, making sure she gave a good view of her figure and round bum.
The lightning struck again, thunder violated the silence of the night;Lopa withdrew herself from her thoughts. She let out a soft moan, her hands rubbing gently against the trimmed patch of pubic hair and sliding all the way down to her bum hole. It was getting hotter and hotter under the blanket as she unbuttoned her shirt. Her fingers reaching for her nipples, hard and pointed it pressed against the blanket. Her breasts were not particularly large, yet it was shapely and firm. Lopa licked her finger and then touched her hard nipple.A sudden chill ran up her body as she moaned softly. A fresh wave of rain lashed against her window.
She had seduced her cousin’s husband. She had no idea how to do it, the movies were all wrong; it was a fine balance, if she had read the signals wrong shit would hit the proverbial fan. She was just a visitor for a weekend and she knew she could not take much chances. There was going to be a next time, but when she never knew.Without wasting much time she had decided to walk down the stairs again, this time she had lifted her t-shirt just enough to show her navel and had pulled down her tight track pants just enough to show the flesh under her flat stomach. It was the best hint she could ever give. She walked down the stairs,deciding not to look at him. With each step she was more and surer his gaze was fixed on her navel and lower belly. It was not until the last step she pulled down her t-shirt covering the open skin. She reached for a bottle of cold water in the fridge and rushed back to the room, smiling at him. The morning newspaper that he had so cleverly pulled up to hide his excitement slipped down, revealing a perfectly formed tent on his shorts, Lopa fixed her gaze on his tent, their eyes locked for a moment speaking a thousand words sharing a secret desire for each other, he bent forward and picked the paper to cover the tent. She giggled as she rushed inside, her poor cousin busy in the kitchen making breakfast, oblivious to her ruse.
Lopa was beyond horny, a sudden desire of animal lust crawled up all the way engulfing her in its grip of lust and desire. She cupped her breasts and let the nipple between her fingers as her left hand dug between her legs reaching for the wetness between her legs. She slipped a finger right into the raw flesh parting the lips of her vagina, as she traced her finger between the wetness. Lopa was breathing harder and harder, despite the raging thunder and lightning the only sounds she could hear in the chaos of the night was her soft moans and wet sliding noises from underneath the blanket. Her labia opened up and closed.
It was not easy from there, it had never been.
She had told him she needed him, not in words but in actions and Lopa had seen his reactions. Would he make his move or would she have to do it herself. She did not have to wait long, she had got out of the bathroom and she had reached for her mobile to check the time when she saw the unread message.
“Thanks for the lovely morning; I had a good exercise…J” it read… she did not have his number but Lopa had guessed who the message was from. She replied back with all the caution “Who is it?”… The reply came immediately, “your only audience as you walked down the stairs”… Not that she needed any confirmation; she already knew who it was. Lopa changed herself into a more formal set of clothes, preparing for the day ahead of her.
Lopa became aware of her rising heartbeat, while her mind relived those moments, her breasts rising and falling as her whole skin and body heated up, consciously or unconsciously the finger between her legs pressed itself down firmly. She opened her eyes and gazed upon the dark skies through the window, the flashes of lightning were more frequent, it was raining heavily. Lopa closed her eyes again, as the fingers dug deeper into her wet vagina, her head swung back and mouth agape with pleasure.
She was back in the apartment, a sudden silence had engulfed the whole place, somewhere between the first front door and her room in the first floor it was a deadly silence, all she could think of was the fixed gaze of her cousin’s husband. He didn’t say a word and all he did was look at her with a want and desire. Lopa carefully walked up the stairs, making sure she gave a good view of her figure and round bum.
The lightning struck again, thunder violated the silence of the night;Lopa withdrew herself from her thoughts. She let out a soft moan, her hands rubbing gently against the trimmed patch of pubic hair and sliding all the way down to her bum hole. It was getting hotter and hotter under the blanket as she unbuttoned her shirt. Her fingers reaching for her nipples, hard and pointed it pressed against the blanket. Her breasts were not particularly large, yet it was shapely and firm. Lopa licked her finger and then touched her hard nipple.A sudden chill ran up her body as she moaned softly. A fresh wave of rain lashed against her window.
She had seduced her cousin’s husband. She had no idea how to do it, the movies were all wrong; it was a fine balance, if she had read the signals wrong shit would hit the proverbial fan. She was just a visitor for a weekend and she knew she could not take much chances. There was going to be a next time, but when she never knew.Without wasting much time she had decided to walk down the stairs again, this time she had lifted her t-shirt just enough to show her navel and had pulled down her tight track pants just enough to show the flesh under her flat stomach. It was the best hint she could ever give. She walked down the stairs,deciding not to look at him. With each step she was more and surer his gaze was fixed on her navel and lower belly. It was not until the last step she pulled down her t-shirt covering the open skin. She reached for a bottle of cold water in the fridge and rushed back to the room, smiling at him. The morning newspaper that he had so cleverly pulled up to hide his excitement slipped down, revealing a perfectly formed tent on his shorts, Lopa fixed her gaze on his tent, their eyes locked for a moment speaking a thousand words sharing a secret desire for each other, he bent forward and picked the paper to cover the tent. She giggled as she rushed inside, her poor cousin busy in the kitchen making breakfast, oblivious to her ruse.
Lopa was beyond horny, a sudden desire of animal lust crawled up all the way engulfing her in its grip of lust and desire. She cupped her breasts and let the nipple between her fingers as her left hand dug between her legs reaching for the wetness between her legs. She slipped a finger right into the raw flesh parting the lips of her vagina, as she traced her finger between the wetness. Lopa was breathing harder and harder, despite the raging thunder and lightning the only sounds she could hear in the chaos of the night was her soft moans and wet sliding noises from underneath the blanket. Her labia opened up and closed.
It was not easy from there, it had never been.
She had told him she needed him, not in words but in actions and Lopa had seen his reactions. Would he make his move or would she have to do it herself. She did not have to wait long, she had got out of the bathroom and she had reached for her mobile to check the time when she saw the unread message.
“Thanks for the lovely morning; I had a good exercise…J” it read… she did not have his number but Lopa had guessed who the message was from. She replied back with all the caution “Who is it?”… The reply came immediately, “your only audience as you walked down the stairs”… Not that she needed any confirmation; she already knew who it was. Lopa changed herself into a more formal set of clothes, preparing for the day ahead of her.
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