21-10-2025, 02:43 AM
Scene 25
Jayashree Auntie settled next to me on the bed. She didn't rush to bring our bodies together; instead, she used her hands to simply explore. She started with my chest, her fingers tracing the smooth, flat skin of my pectorals, then moving down to my stomach, circling my belly button. Her touch was tender and unhurried, pulling the tension tighter than any fast movement could have.
Jayashree: "You have such soft skin, Sunny,"
She murmured, her eyes half-closed as she focused entirely on the feeling.
Her hand slowly moved down, coming to rest on my hard penis. She held it for a long moment, simply cupping the heat of it in her palm, before beginning a slow, deliberate stroke. Her rhythm was so much slower than before—a long, agonizing pull down, a pause, and an even slower return. The pleasure was exquisite but almost painful in its delay.
Sunny: "Auntie, that's… slow,"
I breathed out, my hips involuntarily pushing up toward her hand, begging for speed.
Jayashree: "Patience, beta,"
She chuckled softly, her eyes finally opening to look directly into mine. "The best feelings are the ones you have to wait for. We have all the time in your mother's room. No one will rush us here."
She shifted her body, moving closer until she was kneeling over me, straddling my hips. She lowered herself slowly, positioning my erect penis right at the wet, dark entrance of her vagina. She paused there, letting the heads of our two bodies press together. The heat and dampness were incredible.
Jayashree: "Feel that, Sunny? That little pull?"
Sunny: "Yes,"
I gasped, my hands instinctively reaching up to clutch her large, soft breasts.
She then eased herself onto me, slowly, centimeter by precious centimeter. The tightness was intense, a glorious, hot pressure that felt like I was being swallowed by silk and muscle. Unlike the urgency of the last time, this penetration was a long, drawn-out event, filling me with a powerful, deep pleasure that settled into my very core.
Finally, she was fully seated. She let out a long, shuddering sigh, resting her weight on my hips. She didn't move yet, simply holding us together, deep inside her.
Jayashree: "This is the best part of the lesson,"
She whispered, her breath warm on my face. "Being together. Now, we go slowly. Very, very slowly."
And with that, she began a gentle, grinding rock, her movements deep and unhurried, pushing the intensity to a new, breathtaking level.
Jayashree Auntie settled next to me on the bed. She didn't rush to bring our bodies together; instead, she used her hands to simply explore. She started with my chest, her fingers tracing the smooth, flat skin of my pectorals, then moving down to my stomach, circling my belly button. Her touch was tender and unhurried, pulling the tension tighter than any fast movement could have.
Jayashree: "You have such soft skin, Sunny,"
She murmured, her eyes half-closed as she focused entirely on the feeling.
Her hand slowly moved down, coming to rest on my hard penis. She held it for a long moment, simply cupping the heat of it in her palm, before beginning a slow, deliberate stroke. Her rhythm was so much slower than before—a long, agonizing pull down, a pause, and an even slower return. The pleasure was exquisite but almost painful in its delay.
Sunny: "Auntie, that's… slow,"
I breathed out, my hips involuntarily pushing up toward her hand, begging for speed.
Jayashree: "Patience, beta,"
She chuckled softly, her eyes finally opening to look directly into mine. "The best feelings are the ones you have to wait for. We have all the time in your mother's room. No one will rush us here."
She shifted her body, moving closer until she was kneeling over me, straddling my hips. She lowered herself slowly, positioning my erect penis right at the wet, dark entrance of her vagina. She paused there, letting the heads of our two bodies press together. The heat and dampness were incredible.
Jayashree: "Feel that, Sunny? That little pull?"
Sunny: "Yes,"
I gasped, my hands instinctively reaching up to clutch her large, soft breasts.
She then eased herself onto me, slowly, centimeter by precious centimeter. The tightness was intense, a glorious, hot pressure that felt like I was being swallowed by silk and muscle. Unlike the urgency of the last time, this penetration was a long, drawn-out event, filling me with a powerful, deep pleasure that settled into my very core.
Finally, she was fully seated. She let out a long, shuddering sigh, resting her weight on my hips. She didn't move yet, simply holding us together, deep inside her.
Jayashree: "This is the best part of the lesson,"
She whispered, her breath warm on my face. "Being together. Now, we go slowly. Very, very slowly."
And with that, she began a gentle, grinding rock, her movements deep and unhurried, pushing the intensity to a new, breathtaking level.
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