01-01-2019, 01:44 PM
You bastard. You know I'm a good dancer; you're just trying to get me going. And, what about you? What makes you think you're such an item out here? If you were so steaming hot, you'd......... And Komal stopped herself right there, realizing that the liquor had indeed loosened her lips.
I'd what?" Mahesh asked. "What were you going to say?
But then she went on, more calmly. Alright. So exactly how would one of the sisters be dancing with you right now? Since we women just don't have a clue. Do you have any suggestions? Komal looked into Mahesh's face, and felt a thrill course through her body, and felt her vagina gush anew. He was looking directly into her eyes, smiling that great smile. His eyes pierced into hers and locked on them. She was afraid that she might not be able to control the urges she felt welling up inside of her. Well? She said.
Boy, did I push the right button or what? He smiled broadly. To answer your question, you just have to dance the way you want to with the guy you are dancing with and you have to be comfortable doing it. Remember, it's just a dance, not sex. I just thought that since you were so hot with the fast stuff that you would be the same with the slow as well. Whatever works best for you, I guess." And he looked into her eyes, and as he did so, he took a chance and slid his hand from the back of her waist all the way down her ass cheeks so that his palms each covered one cheek fully.
He gently pulled her every so slightly into his now very hot crotch area. She just looked at him for a moment, and then she slid her hands out to rest on his shoulders, just above the arms. She moved just slightly closer to him, feeling immediately more of his beautifully defined body. She was not positive, but she thought she could feel something fairly large and hard in his crotch area. This at once thrilled and terrified her. But she did not shrink back.
There, is that better?" She asked.
That's perfect Komal. Really.
"Liar." She said. And with that, she did what she really wanted to do. She rested her head against the bottom of his neck, and moved her hands so that they clasped behind his neck, and she pulled her body into his. And with that movement, she realized with certainty that she had pulled her crotch directly into Mahesh's thickening rod. The two of them stopped talking as Komal felt Mahesh's arm muscles flex as he used them to pull her even more tightly to him. They danced quietly for a few moments before Mahesh commented. "Now that is perfect!
Komal enjoyed the sensation of feeling Mahesh's thickly muscled neck as her forehead rested against it. Her cheek was against the top of his hard pectoral muscle. She felt her breasts pushed against his defined abdominal muscles. And, she felt the warmth of his hands pressed firmly against her buttocks. As they swayed slowly back and forth to the music, she could feel the unmistakable throbbing of his hardening shaft. She had the urge to turn her head up to him and kiss him passionately, but she resisted the temptation. She wondered how he would react.
Komal couldn't believe how excited she was feeling with Mahesh's incredible body pressed tightly to her own. Feeling his body sent a thrill through her that she had not experienced for a long, long time. She had not danced with any man so closely since before her wedding. And she knew that it was the alcohol that had her doing it now. But she did not stop. And, feeling Mahesh's throbbing shaft pressed into her had made her vagina so wet she thought she would be leaking love juices any second.
Finally, the music wound down and ended. "Hope that was okay for you. I tried my best not to act like a typical woman would." She smiled and said sarcastically as they separated and moved toward the table where Gita sat with her mouth wide open.
That was more than okay, and you know it. I hope it was okay for you." He said with a knowing smile. Komal smiled her beautiful smile back at him, and she moved to their table. Komal knew that what she had just done had crossed some boundaries that she had never wanted to cross, but she also knew that she loved holding Mahesh, and she loved being held by him as they danced. She thought of Brijesh and told herself that this was as far as she could take this fantasy. But she reassured herself with the words Mahesh had spoken: 'It's just a dance, not sex.'
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I'd what?" Mahesh asked. "What were you going to say?
But then she went on, more calmly. Alright. So exactly how would one of the sisters be dancing with you right now? Since we women just don't have a clue. Do you have any suggestions? Komal looked into Mahesh's face, and felt a thrill course through her body, and felt her vagina gush anew. He was looking directly into her eyes, smiling that great smile. His eyes pierced into hers and locked on them. She was afraid that she might not be able to control the urges she felt welling up inside of her. Well? She said.
Boy, did I push the right button or what? He smiled broadly. To answer your question, you just have to dance the way you want to with the guy you are dancing with and you have to be comfortable doing it. Remember, it's just a dance, not sex. I just thought that since you were so hot with the fast stuff that you would be the same with the slow as well. Whatever works best for you, I guess." And he looked into her eyes, and as he did so, he took a chance and slid his hand from the back of her waist all the way down her ass cheeks so that his palms each covered one cheek fully.
He gently pulled her every so slightly into his now very hot crotch area. She just looked at him for a moment, and then she slid her hands out to rest on his shoulders, just above the arms. She moved just slightly closer to him, feeling immediately more of his beautifully defined body. She was not positive, but she thought she could feel something fairly large and hard in his crotch area. This at once thrilled and terrified her. But she did not shrink back.
There, is that better?" She asked.
That's perfect Komal. Really.
"Liar." She said. And with that, she did what she really wanted to do. She rested her head against the bottom of his neck, and moved her hands so that they clasped behind his neck, and she pulled her body into his. And with that movement, she realized with certainty that she had pulled her crotch directly into Mahesh's thickening rod. The two of them stopped talking as Komal felt Mahesh's arm muscles flex as he used them to pull her even more tightly to him. They danced quietly for a few moments before Mahesh commented. "Now that is perfect!
Komal enjoyed the sensation of feeling Mahesh's thickly muscled neck as her forehead rested against it. Her cheek was against the top of his hard pectoral muscle. She felt her breasts pushed against his defined abdominal muscles. And, she felt the warmth of his hands pressed firmly against her buttocks. As they swayed slowly back and forth to the music, she could feel the unmistakable throbbing of his hardening shaft. She had the urge to turn her head up to him and kiss him passionately, but she resisted the temptation. She wondered how he would react.
Komal couldn't believe how excited she was feeling with Mahesh's incredible body pressed tightly to her own. Feeling his body sent a thrill through her that she had not experienced for a long, long time. She had not danced with any man so closely since before her wedding. And she knew that it was the alcohol that had her doing it now. But she did not stop. And, feeling Mahesh's throbbing shaft pressed into her had made her vagina so wet she thought she would be leaking love juices any second.
Finally, the music wound down and ended. "Hope that was okay for you. I tried my best not to act like a typical woman would." She smiled and said sarcastically as they separated and moved toward the table where Gita sat with her mouth wide open.
That was more than okay, and you know it. I hope it was okay for you." He said with a knowing smile. Komal smiled her beautiful smile back at him, and she moved to their table. Komal knew that what she had just done had crossed some boundaries that she had never wanted to cross, but she also knew that she loved holding Mahesh, and she loved being held by him as they danced. She thought of Brijesh and told herself that this was as far as she could take this fantasy. But she reassured herself with the words Mahesh had spoken: 'It's just a dance, not sex.'
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