During our love making, Vivek spends a lot of time chewing them calling them "his Love papayas". I love it when he does that during our foreplay. My breasts are very sensitive too, and Vivek plays with them a lot when we lie together with my back to him. My legs are not flabby and I wax them regularly................
Today I had worn a buttoned shirt and a very lacy & flimsy black bra, which pushed my breasts still higher. I was scared that my nipples would show through the T-shirt. Why was this conversation having this effect on me? I did not have time to think as the entire group came boisterously down the lawned path.
I did not realize but I gulped the half glass of beer and shouted "So everyone comfortable? Hope you'll have pulled the flush?" I joked. Everyone burst out laughing and jokingly blamed one another.
So here we were back amidst the crowd and the conversation led from one topic to another. Mr. Raghavan announced that he was going to get some more snacks as he had to heat them up. Vivek called out to me "Hey Nina, why don't you lend a hand to Mr. Raghavan? You know his kitchen," he added.
I nodded and said that I also had to use the loo. There were woos & boos as I walked with Raghavan to his house, which as I said earlier at a little distance from the gardens.
"Nina, I will show you the loo and when you finish, you can come down." He led the way up the stairs to his master bedroom. It was the best site that I saw. Majestically liveried furniture, pink & light blue laced curtains, soft lights and huge glass windows gave the bedroom a very, very sexy look. The view of the lighted city based below the hill added to the eroticism, as it gave one a perfect privacy, yet being able to see the entire city. He opened one of the huge window-cum-doors to the balcony and walked out, with me following in tow. I could see our group in the garden, but I was sure that they could not see me.
"Beautiful view" I complimented Raghavan. "You must be spending a lot of time here?" He just smiled and shook his head.
"I need to use your loo Mr. Raghavan." I reminded him.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I got lost in thoughts. I remembered Komal." He said. "This is our most special place. No prying eyes and pure nature." We went inside, - again he leading and me following.
He went to a door inside the bedroom, a little to the left of the bed. It was a frosted glass door and it opened out into a very white and clean bathroom. It had a glass cubicle at one corner, with a set of hand sprays & jet sprays. One side was the bidet and besides it the toilet seat fixed into the wall and above the ground. The entire area was extremely clean & bright. The toilet seat faced the door. Mr. Raghavan moved aside and I brushed against him and entered inside. He let go of the door and walked away . . . or so I thought.
With the urge to urinate being very strong, I went to the toilet seat turned round and bunched up my skirt. I then hooked my fingers into my panty and slid it down to my ankles and checked out the sanitary pad. Though it was wet, I had not got my periods. I slipped it down as well. I then sat and relieved myself.
The sound of the falling urine resounded in that confine, making a big splashing sound. I knew it would take time to unload 3 beers stored in my bladder.
As I thought of the happenings of the evening, I got the familiar tingle between my legs. My pussy was getting moist and I desperately needed a release. If Mr. Raghavan had to make a pass at me, would I go along? Could I cheat on my husband? Would this be a start to an affair? I bunched up my skirt still further up under my shirt holding it with the left hand and my right hand slipped to the well shaven crack between my legs that needed urgent attention. I moved my fingers over the swollen lips of my vagina. I then slipped in my finger which slid in smoothly due to the slippery moisture.
I took my finger a little higher, touching my clitoris. I had closed my eyes to savour every bit of pleasure. My hand holding the skirt was creeping to my boobs. I needed attention; I needed a release. I decided to masturbate myself in this fantastic room behind the closed door.
I opened my eyes slowly. It was then that I got a shock of my life. Mr. Raghavan was standing just a foot away from me, inside the bathroom with his shorts& underwear bunched near his knees, and his chocolaty brown penis was standing erect. Though it may have been just about 6-7 inches long, it was as thick as his arm. It looked like a baton. It must have been at least 2.5 to 3 inches thick. It was just about a foot away from my mouth, bobbing away to glory. The tip was like a fist but smooth and bulbous to look at. I have seen porno movies but this was way beyond my imagination.
"Mr. Raghavan, what are you doing?" I expressed to him, unable to take my eyes of his cock.
"Please, what will Komal say?"
"Nina, I am sorry, but you are just very erotic today. I could not control myself. I have controlled myself for the last 3 months. I am really sex starved. Please don't get angry."
"Mr. Raghavan, I am married. So are you." I tried to explain, but little realizing that my shaved pussy was totally exposed to him, while my other hand was on my boob. "What if the guests come to know? It will be a big scandal."
Inadvertently, and little realizing the fact, I had given a candid consen. Would I make this dream a reality?
"Nina, they are all having a time of their life along with the ladies" he explained in a way a child tries to get a sweet from his mother. "If you only agree to give me a release. Please Nina, Please."
"But, Mr. Raghavan ...," I tried to feign my non-consent. Realizing that I too wanted it and was frightened, he came close and held my hand that was fondling the vagina. He placed it on his prick. My hand could not go around it.
He held me by my shoulder and lifted me up. My hand was still holding his monster. He released my other hand of the skirt and took it down. It was only then that the fingers of both hands met around his thick penis.
"Mr. Raghavan, you have a very big penis. It will tear any cunt apart." I was now afraid that things were going too far. "What if someone comes looking for us?"
stay tuned...............
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