29-12-2018, 02:27 PM
I was thrilled to have the opportunity to be alone with the Colonel for the first time in a relaxed environment. I bolted the door behind me. The Colonel immediately asked me, "Why did you not let me tell Dr. Tiwari that we were not married?"
I almost admonished him, "What is the need to clarify? Neither you nor I have the capacity to explain all those things that happened. How would we have explained that we would sleep together on the same bed for tonight?" the Colonel looked at me with stunned silence.
The room was hygienic. There was a clean washroom with warm water and fresh towels. The Colonel went to take shower. He carried the dress given by Dr. Tiwari and went to the bathroom. I asked him to leave his soiled clothes in a bucket. I said that I would wash them after I bathed.
I lay in bed restlessly, after the Colonel went to the bathroom. All the events that preceded earlier, were coming back to me forcefully. In the river, before the Colonel reached me, I saw death so closely that night. How this man, with whom I had no relationship, not caring for his life, jumped into the crazy swirling mass of water to save me. He could have been gravely injured or could have died.
I also recollected how I had brushed off his advances, which in all probability were prompted by my own husband. I felt so terribly guilty. After all, it was my husband who forcefully desired and asked that I should not resist the Colonel's sexual overtures and let him flirt with me. To put it bluntly, I knew that it was my husband 's desire that I let the Colonel fuck me. I had opposed my husband as I did not want to offer myself to someone cheaply. Perhaps in my subconscious mind I desired that a man had to earn my favor to be my bed partner. The Colonel had not just earned it, he had won me hands down.
I looked affectionately in the direction of the bathroom door. I noticed the bathroom door slightly ajar. I could hear the sound of the running shower and the Colonel humming some tune. The Colonel seemed to be happy with the outcome of the past few hours. I went closer to the door and pushed it gently. The bathroom was not bolted. It opened a bit, enough for me to peep inside. I saw the tall and athletic structure of the Colonel completely bereft of all clothing. His muscular body, biceps, thighs and manly hips looked enticing. He was humming a tune as warm water sprinkled on his skin and rolled down. His eyes were closed. When he moved a little, I could see his long and thick shaft hanging between his legs. He was half erect.
I simply could not resist my urge and noiselessly tip toed into the bathroom. I moved behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist. He turned, surprised to see me. I lowered my eyes and clung to him tightly. I asked, "Could we shower together? I want to soap you and bath you."
That was the first time that night that I saw the Colonel smile indulgently. He moved a little and took me in his arms. Bending his head, he kissed my hair and nuzzled his nose into it repeatedly. His hand caressed my back with wet blouse and bra and felt my rib cage. He gently raised my chin and made me look into his eyes. He was emotional. I saw happiness and craving in his eyes. His eyes were wet. He bent further, lifted me slightly with his arms and placed his lips on mine. He said, "You are most welcome. I have been craving to hear these words from you."
He moved his hands down along my then completely drenched dress to feel my ass cheeks. He squeezed them hard. He tried to poke his fingers into my ass crack through the cloth. An electric current passed through my body. I trembled visibly. He felt my shivers. As my wet skirt became heavier, it slipped down a little. A good part of my abdomen was exposed. My navel was clearly visible to him.
The Colonel bent down. He kissed my exposed navel. Then he touched my skirt in a motion of pushing it down. However, he stopped suddenly, looked up to me and asked me, "May I?"
I caught his hands and moved them away. In one swift motion, I unbuckled my skirt and said, "Please do not make it any more embarrassing by asking for my permission. You are most welcome. Trust me, I am authorized to say this"
With his hands, he pushed my skirt and panty further down. I raised my leg and with my toe; I tossed them into a bucket in a corner. I was naked waist down.
I looked up to the Colonel, mesmerized. I felt like a lamb in front of a hungry tiger, looking into his eyes. I gave up any sign of reluctance or even hesitation. I had decided to completely surrender to him and fulfill his desire (and mine too). The Colonel fumbled with buttons of my top. I quickly unbuttoned my top, whilst the Colonel unbuckled my bra strap and pulled it with my top over my arms. I raised my arms to let him dispose them off.
The Colonel moved some distance away from me and surveyed my naked body slowly with the his stares starting from my hair moving down to my face, neck, resting for some time on my breasts, then travelling down to my navel, dropping further to the erotic triangle, then poking and playing with my vaginal slit, digesting the curved fall of my thighs and ending up at the toes after passing through my ankles. I blushed all over seeing him staring at my naked body with shower spray water running down along the contours of my body.
I moved a bit closer and asked him, "What are you staring at?"
"I am looking at the God's creation of the queen of beauty in her full glory. You look like Goddess Venus." The Colonel replied.
I was blushing from top to toe. "Now you are pulling my leg. I have grown old. I am no longer that beautiful, am I?" I asked the Colonel doubtfully.
"You are more beautiful than any beauty I have ever set my eyes on. Your beauty has matured and multiplied with your age. You are beautiful all over; inside and outside. I am saying this in all earnestness I feel so lucky today to see you in this form." The Colonel replied. I just could not control blushing. There was that genuine touch of appreciation and a bit of happiness combined.
"Well, you may look at my beauty and enjoy my body for the rest of the night. For the time being, I am going to bath you." I summarised my full fledged invitation to him in those two sentences. I began applying soap all over the Colonel's body with one hand, clutching the Colonel's cock with the other one. Somehow, I did not feel like leaving it alone. Holding it in my palm and feeling its girth gave me sizzles in my nerves and at the same time it gave me confidence and some hidden strength.
The Colonel's both hands cupped my breasts. His hands lovingly squeezed my orbs of love. He rolled his fingers around my nipples and squeezed them. I felt a surge of tweaking and excitement between my legs. I felt my love juices flowing down my thighs in floods. I squeezed the Colonel's cock a little. I felt his meat in my palm. It throbbed in my palm. I could feel its pulsating veins and high flow of adrenalin and his semen passing through its veins. His cock was beginning to enlarge and engorge in my palm. Before I could comprehend, I had a big length of thick slippery meat in my palm. His cock was rock hard and fully erect.
I realized that if I played with his cock longer, he would not let me bath him. He might fuck me right there in the bathroom. I wanted to enjoy my seduction properly. I wanted to do it in comfort. This was my first and hopefully not the last session, which I wanted to be the most memorable.
I let go of his cock and scrubbed and soaped the Colonel well. Before I could finish, he began soaping me. He focussed his fingers of one hand on my pussy and his mouth and the other hand on my breasts. It was so exotic to feel his mouth and hands on my triggers. I was losing calm and was yielding to his titillation. After he finished, I told him that we should dry up and go to bed. I dried him up wiping all his body enchantingly and he did so too. He then lifted me up in his arms and carried me to the bed.
I asked him, "Do you now feel that you are carrying your lover to bed?"
He replied, "More than ever."
He laid me gently on bed. I curved up my legs and covered up my breasts with my hands. I wanted to hide my juices flowing over my thighs. He lovingly moved my hands aside and straightened my legs. He saw the fluid from my pussy liberally flowing. He said, "Darling, your naked beauty is the fruit of my craving of the past several months. Let me savour it to my heart's satisfaction. I see that the fire is on both the sides."
I closed my eyes to let him see all of my naked body. When I opened my eyes, he was looming over my chest still surveying me. He was watching my breasts so close to his mouth. He planted a kiss on one of my nipples. I trembled and pulled him down on me saying, "Enough teasing, time now for some action."
I stretched my hand to feel his shaft. I pumped it a few times and said, "Will you just keep watching me all night or do something too! Remember, we have to sleep also."
The Colonel smiled. One of my breasts was inside his mouth. He sucked it hard for a while and then looked up at me and said, "Watching you in this condition is a rare treat for me. Let me savour these rare moments. Who is going to sleep? I have got you after hard turmoil. I am not going to let you go off easily?" I felt his fingers pinching my ass cheeks and poking into my arse hole. I shuddered.
I almost admonished him, "What is the need to clarify? Neither you nor I have the capacity to explain all those things that happened. How would we have explained that we would sleep together on the same bed for tonight?" the Colonel looked at me with stunned silence.
The room was hygienic. There was a clean washroom with warm water and fresh towels. The Colonel went to take shower. He carried the dress given by Dr. Tiwari and went to the bathroom. I asked him to leave his soiled clothes in a bucket. I said that I would wash them after I bathed.
I lay in bed restlessly, after the Colonel went to the bathroom. All the events that preceded earlier, were coming back to me forcefully. In the river, before the Colonel reached me, I saw death so closely that night. How this man, with whom I had no relationship, not caring for his life, jumped into the crazy swirling mass of water to save me. He could have been gravely injured or could have died.
I also recollected how I had brushed off his advances, which in all probability were prompted by my own husband. I felt so terribly guilty. After all, it was my husband who forcefully desired and asked that I should not resist the Colonel's sexual overtures and let him flirt with me. To put it bluntly, I knew that it was my husband 's desire that I let the Colonel fuck me. I had opposed my husband as I did not want to offer myself to someone cheaply. Perhaps in my subconscious mind I desired that a man had to earn my favor to be my bed partner. The Colonel had not just earned it, he had won me hands down.
I looked affectionately in the direction of the bathroom door. I noticed the bathroom door slightly ajar. I could hear the sound of the running shower and the Colonel humming some tune. The Colonel seemed to be happy with the outcome of the past few hours. I went closer to the door and pushed it gently. The bathroom was not bolted. It opened a bit, enough for me to peep inside. I saw the tall and athletic structure of the Colonel completely bereft of all clothing. His muscular body, biceps, thighs and manly hips looked enticing. He was humming a tune as warm water sprinkled on his skin and rolled down. His eyes were closed. When he moved a little, I could see his long and thick shaft hanging between his legs. He was half erect.
I simply could not resist my urge and noiselessly tip toed into the bathroom. I moved behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist. He turned, surprised to see me. I lowered my eyes and clung to him tightly. I asked, "Could we shower together? I want to soap you and bath you."
That was the first time that night that I saw the Colonel smile indulgently. He moved a little and took me in his arms. Bending his head, he kissed my hair and nuzzled his nose into it repeatedly. His hand caressed my back with wet blouse and bra and felt my rib cage. He gently raised my chin and made me look into his eyes. He was emotional. I saw happiness and craving in his eyes. His eyes were wet. He bent further, lifted me slightly with his arms and placed his lips on mine. He said, "You are most welcome. I have been craving to hear these words from you."
He moved his hands down along my then completely drenched dress to feel my ass cheeks. He squeezed them hard. He tried to poke his fingers into my ass crack through the cloth. An electric current passed through my body. I trembled visibly. He felt my shivers. As my wet skirt became heavier, it slipped down a little. A good part of my abdomen was exposed. My navel was clearly visible to him.
The Colonel bent down. He kissed my exposed navel. Then he touched my skirt in a motion of pushing it down. However, he stopped suddenly, looked up to me and asked me, "May I?"
I caught his hands and moved them away. In one swift motion, I unbuckled my skirt and said, "Please do not make it any more embarrassing by asking for my permission. You are most welcome. Trust me, I am authorized to say this"
With his hands, he pushed my skirt and panty further down. I raised my leg and with my toe; I tossed them into a bucket in a corner. I was naked waist down.
I looked up to the Colonel, mesmerized. I felt like a lamb in front of a hungry tiger, looking into his eyes. I gave up any sign of reluctance or even hesitation. I had decided to completely surrender to him and fulfill his desire (and mine too). The Colonel fumbled with buttons of my top. I quickly unbuttoned my top, whilst the Colonel unbuckled my bra strap and pulled it with my top over my arms. I raised my arms to let him dispose them off.
The Colonel moved some distance away from me and surveyed my naked body slowly with the his stares starting from my hair moving down to my face, neck, resting for some time on my breasts, then travelling down to my navel, dropping further to the erotic triangle, then poking and playing with my vaginal slit, digesting the curved fall of my thighs and ending up at the toes after passing through my ankles. I blushed all over seeing him staring at my naked body with shower spray water running down along the contours of my body.
I moved a bit closer and asked him, "What are you staring at?"
"I am looking at the God's creation of the queen of beauty in her full glory. You look like Goddess Venus." The Colonel replied.
I was blushing from top to toe. "Now you are pulling my leg. I have grown old. I am no longer that beautiful, am I?" I asked the Colonel doubtfully.
"You are more beautiful than any beauty I have ever set my eyes on. Your beauty has matured and multiplied with your age. You are beautiful all over; inside and outside. I am saying this in all earnestness I feel so lucky today to see you in this form." The Colonel replied. I just could not control blushing. There was that genuine touch of appreciation and a bit of happiness combined.
"Well, you may look at my beauty and enjoy my body for the rest of the night. For the time being, I am going to bath you." I summarised my full fledged invitation to him in those two sentences. I began applying soap all over the Colonel's body with one hand, clutching the Colonel's cock with the other one. Somehow, I did not feel like leaving it alone. Holding it in my palm and feeling its girth gave me sizzles in my nerves and at the same time it gave me confidence and some hidden strength.
The Colonel's both hands cupped my breasts. His hands lovingly squeezed my orbs of love. He rolled his fingers around my nipples and squeezed them. I felt a surge of tweaking and excitement between my legs. I felt my love juices flowing down my thighs in floods. I squeezed the Colonel's cock a little. I felt his meat in my palm. It throbbed in my palm. I could feel its pulsating veins and high flow of adrenalin and his semen passing through its veins. His cock was beginning to enlarge and engorge in my palm. Before I could comprehend, I had a big length of thick slippery meat in my palm. His cock was rock hard and fully erect.
I realized that if I played with his cock longer, he would not let me bath him. He might fuck me right there in the bathroom. I wanted to enjoy my seduction properly. I wanted to do it in comfort. This was my first and hopefully not the last session, which I wanted to be the most memorable.
I let go of his cock and scrubbed and soaped the Colonel well. Before I could finish, he began soaping me. He focussed his fingers of one hand on my pussy and his mouth and the other hand on my breasts. It was so exotic to feel his mouth and hands on my triggers. I was losing calm and was yielding to his titillation. After he finished, I told him that we should dry up and go to bed. I dried him up wiping all his body enchantingly and he did so too. He then lifted me up in his arms and carried me to the bed.
I asked him, "Do you now feel that you are carrying your lover to bed?"
He replied, "More than ever."
He laid me gently on bed. I curved up my legs and covered up my breasts with my hands. I wanted to hide my juices flowing over my thighs. He lovingly moved my hands aside and straightened my legs. He saw the fluid from my pussy liberally flowing. He said, "Darling, your naked beauty is the fruit of my craving of the past several months. Let me savour it to my heart's satisfaction. I see that the fire is on both the sides."
I closed my eyes to let him see all of my naked body. When I opened my eyes, he was looming over my chest still surveying me. He was watching my breasts so close to his mouth. He planted a kiss on one of my nipples. I trembled and pulled him down on me saying, "Enough teasing, time now for some action."
I stretched my hand to feel his shaft. I pumped it a few times and said, "Will you just keep watching me all night or do something too! Remember, we have to sleep also."
The Colonel smiled. One of my breasts was inside his mouth. He sucked it hard for a while and then looked up at me and said, "Watching you in this condition is a rare treat for me. Let me savour these rare moments. Who is going to sleep? I have got you after hard turmoil. I am not going to let you go off easily?" I felt his fingers pinching my ass cheeks and poking into my arse hole. I shuddered.
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