Yesterday, 12:06 AM
Title: Auntie's Touch
Scene 5
I lay there, still and silent, trying to understand the feeling of being inside her. It was so tight and warm. Her hands were on my back, holding me steady.
Jayashree: "Sunny, this is how it is done," she whispered, her voice a little strained. "Now, move back and forth. You will also feel it."
I was hesitant. I didn't know what she meant. I tried a small, awkward push forward, then pulled back.
Sunny: "Like this?"
Jayashree: "Yes," she breathed out. "If you move faster, you will feel more."
I followed her instruction, pushing in and out with a bit more confidence. A jolt of pure pleasure shot through me. It was an amazing feeling, a friction that was both strange and wonderful.
Sunny: "Yes, you are right," I said, my voice filled with awe. "I feel amazing."
As I moved, my head was close to her chest. I glanced down and noticed that both of her nipples were glistening, tiny white drops of milk pearling at their tips.
Sunny: "More milk is coming out from both nipples."
Jayashree: "Yes, this is natural for me," she replied, her breath catching as I continued to move.
A thought, born of pure instinct and desire, popped into my head.
Sunny: "Can I drink more as I move inside you?"
Jayashree: "Yes," she moaned softly. "Yes, you can."
I leaned down and took one of her nipples into my mouth again, suckling greedily. The sweet, warm milk mixed with the incredible sensations happening between my legs. I found a rhythm, pushing into her as I drew milk from her, pulling back as I swallowed. It was the most intense feeling I had ever known.
Her hands moved from my back to my small butt, guiding my movements, pressing me deeper with each thrust. Her own hips started to move beneath me, meeting my rhythm. Her soft moans grew louder, and the tightness inside her seemed to grip me with every push. A strange, powerful feeling was building deep inside my belly, a pressure that was getting tighter and tighter. I didn't know what it was, but I didn't want it to stop.
Scene 5
I lay there, still and silent, trying to understand the feeling of being inside her. It was so tight and warm. Her hands were on my back, holding me steady.
Jayashree: "Sunny, this is how it is done," she whispered, her voice a little strained. "Now, move back and forth. You will also feel it."
I was hesitant. I didn't know what she meant. I tried a small, awkward push forward, then pulled back.
Sunny: "Like this?"
Jayashree: "Yes," she breathed out. "If you move faster, you will feel more."
I followed her instruction, pushing in and out with a bit more confidence. A jolt of pure pleasure shot through me. It was an amazing feeling, a friction that was both strange and wonderful.
Sunny: "Yes, you are right," I said, my voice filled with awe. "I feel amazing."
As I moved, my head was close to her chest. I glanced down and noticed that both of her nipples were glistening, tiny white drops of milk pearling at their tips.
Sunny: "More milk is coming out from both nipples."
Jayashree: "Yes, this is natural for me," she replied, her breath catching as I continued to move.
A thought, born of pure instinct and desire, popped into my head.
Sunny: "Can I drink more as I move inside you?"
Jayashree: "Yes," she moaned softly. "Yes, you can."
I leaned down and took one of her nipples into my mouth again, suckling greedily. The sweet, warm milk mixed with the incredible sensations happening between my legs. I found a rhythm, pushing into her as I drew milk from her, pulling back as I swallowed. It was the most intense feeling I had ever known.
Her hands moved from my back to my small butt, guiding my movements, pressing me deeper with each thrust. Her own hips started to move beneath me, meeting my rhythm. Her soft moans grew louder, and the tightness inside her seemed to grip me with every push. A strange, powerful feeling was building deep inside my belly, a pressure that was getting tighter and tighter. I didn't know what it was, but I didn't want it to stop.
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