Sensing an opportunity, RajivJi moved closer to Mahuya. He was now just a few inches from her. Mahuya was still lost in thought while this happened. Surprised by the sudden proximity to him, she pulled backwards but RajivJi already had his one hand encircling her and pulling her in.
Mahuya didn't resist but neither did she move towards him. She was almost in his arms but was leaning back on the sofa a bit. Her eyes lightly shut, her breathing a bit labored betraying her pretension of being in control.
It was clear that RajivJi had to take the lead. He didn't move in haste, though. He took his time admiring her beauty from close quarters, his hand gently stroking her face and her hair, feeling lovely texture of her face and hair. Mahuya let out a gasp as his fingers rolled over her lips. His thick black thumb was massaging her pink lips that were slightly parted.
The prelude to foreplay went on for almost five minutes. All the time Mahuya was comfortably leaning back on the sofa with her eyes shut enjoying the sensations erupting in her body. It was not long before guilt overtook her, however. And she abruptly got up and tried to move away. RajivJi managed to grab her hand and pulled her back on the sofa in no time, though. There was deaf silence in the room.
Mahuya was very tense and stiff now. She was sitting upright with her breasts jutting out. The silky top clung to her breasts and in fact dropped into her cleavage to outline her marvelous breasts. RajivJi started to massage her back very lightly to ease her. Not long after that he tried to pull her in for a kiss. Mahuya turned her torso towards him but didn't seem quite willing to offer a kiss.
RajivJi tried to kiss her but she turned her face and offered her cheek instead. He showered her face with tiny kisses moving towards her neck gradually. Very soon he was nuzzling her neck, a very sensitive zone for Mahuya. And then he tongued her earlobes the most erogenous zone of her body; he ran his tongue over the contours of her earlobe before driving his tongue through her aural cavity.
His small kisses were working Mahuya up and she started to respond. Her hands that were lying next to her now moved up to encircle RajivJi and were lovingly holding him, while he was petting her. This didn't last for long. Soon, RajivJi moved up to kiss her mouth. Surprised with the sudden move, again, Mahuya pulled back but only for a second and then willingly perked up her lips for RajivJi.
RajivJi's dark lips finally rested on her lips. It was one of the hottest moments of my life. To see her pink lips stacked up against his dark lips. RajivJi played with her lips by blowing small kisses. Mahuya was sucked in the scene and didn't care to respond. RajivJi's kisses gradually became wet as his lips parted and his tongue played with her taut lips. She finally relented to his invading tongue and parted her slimy lips that were wet with RajivJi's saliva. They were locked in a passionate kiss now.
RajivJi's hands were freely roaming on her body. I could see him massaging her boobs and playing with them while he was kissing her. Mahuya was completely in it now and was kissing him back with passion. Their tongues were dancing around each other swapping saliva.
Next RajivJi grabbed her hand and put it on top of his erection. She ran her hand over his erection a few times before pulling from the kiss. She looked down to perhaps admire the length of his manhood. I could see a sense of pleasant surprise on her face. She gave his dick a gentle squeeze and with a smile playing on her lips leaned in to give him full mouth kiss again.
This was another passionate kiss they shared this night. RajivJi was comfortably exploring her body now and I could see him play with her boobs a lot more. He managed to knead her nipples between his thumb and middle finger. Mahuya could only moan into his mouth as he very adroitly massaged her breasts.
The foreplay was getting more and more intimate now. I could see RajivJi's hands caressing my wife's beautiful waist under her shirt. She held his hands as they were trying to sneak under shirt towards her breasts. She pulled back when things were getting heated up beyond her control.
She sneaked a peek towards the stairs to see if anybody was watching. I lay low on the stairs to avoid getting noticed; it was dark near the staircase and hence I was confident of not getting noticed. I wondered went through her mind at that time.
Was she worried about how fast things were moving? Was she having second thoughts? While these thoughts were going through my mind, I noticed that Mahuya got up from her seat and moved into kitchen to have a glass of water. She was standing at the sink when RajivJi moved behind her pulling her into him and grinding his dick into her ass.
Mahuya leaned back against him with her head resting on his shoulder as RajivJi's hands moved under her shirt and covered her splendid boobs. He was squeezing her tits very hard now. Not able to stand the pressure she turned around to kiss him fervently. This time the kiss didn't last forever but it was still very passionate.
"We got to stop now. Ravi might wake up," she breathlessly whispered to him pulling away from him. Her lips only inches away from his, glistening with their exchanged saliva. RajivJi was still glued to her body grinding his groin into hers. "Don't worry he must be fast asleep," saying that he latched onto her lips again.
"NO..." she said pushing him away and added "he might wake up for India-Australia match."
"But there is still an hour for that," RajivJi pleaded
"Why don't you check on him? We could do it if he is still asleep," he suggested
Mahuya relented and came upstairs to check on me. I had already moved into bed pretending to be fast asleep. She sneaked into the bed tiptoed into the bedroom to check on me. She made an attempt to switch on the lights and wake me up. Finding me fast asleep she walked out of the bedroom closing the door behind her.
Contd.....
I waited for couple of minutes before moving out of the bedroom. I very carefully opened the bedroom door and peeped out to see if they were in the opposite room on first floor. Not finding them there, I peeped down to see if they were in the kitchen. I couldn't find them even there. They weren't in the living room either, at least not at the earlier position. I was clueless now. Did they move to the dining room?
I descended only a few steps to check the dining room that was next to the kitchen below our master bedroom. But then I found them in the kitchen standing the other side of the sink; that place was well concealed from the staircase. One would have to come half way down the staircase to view them. It was a much riskier position for me, as I didn't have much scope of moving away if Mahuya or RajivJi walked towards the kitchen window that faced the stairway.
It was RajivJi who was leaning against the kitchen platform now, while Mahuya leaned into his arms, passionately smooching him. With RajivJi couple of inches shorter than her she was towering over him. RajivJi was grinding into her as they kissed. I am sure she could feel his erection through his not so thick pajamas. RajivJi's hands had moved from her back to her but and were gently kneading them, occasionally pulling them into his groin.
Breaking the kiss RajivJi said, "I love your breath," to her and added further, "they have traces of a woman in heat." Responding to him with a smile she again moved in to kiss him. The kiss didn't last for long as RajivJi moved towards her neck first and then towards her breasts. He had already managed to unbutton her top and her cleavage must have been amply visible to him. She was wearing a bra but that didn't completely hide her superb breasts.
RajivJi showered her breasts with his kisses as his hands slowly worked underneath her top. Within no time he unhooked her bra and exposed her breasts. He took a step back to admire her breasts. She still was wearing the top and bra but most of the clothing were out of the way. As I had mentioned earlier Mahuya is extremely fair and could easily pass as an European and that is even so when she undresses. Unlike other fair Indian women, who have darker areoles and cunt lips, Mahuya has pinkish areoles and cunt lips.
RajivJi latched onto her breasts but he had to go slow as Mahuya was still nursing Tushar. Not many like the taste of milk and I definitely had an aversion to it. But it seemed RajivJi didn't have any such problem. He was very comfortable in handling breasts of a woman who is nursing a baby. He played around her areoles for some time or so I guessed, as things were not that clear from where I was. But it was clear from the way Mahuya gasped that RajivJi had latched onto her nipples now. Nipples are another of her erogenous zone – she loves it when I play with her nipples. Now I can understand that RaviJi is milking her. He must have like the test of her breast milk.
Mahuya was on wobbly feet as RajivJi worked on her nipples. She was supporting herself on his shoulders as her hands lovingly tugged at his hair. RajivJi was really working on her nipples as Mahuya was moaning now. Now RajviJi is drinking her milk.
(to be continued)
Mahuya didn't resist but neither did she move towards him. She was almost in his arms but was leaning back on the sofa a bit. Her eyes lightly shut, her breathing a bit labored betraying her pretension of being in control.
It was clear that RajivJi had to take the lead. He didn't move in haste, though. He took his time admiring her beauty from close quarters, his hand gently stroking her face and her hair, feeling lovely texture of her face and hair. Mahuya let out a gasp as his fingers rolled over her lips. His thick black thumb was massaging her pink lips that were slightly parted.
The prelude to foreplay went on for almost five minutes. All the time Mahuya was comfortably leaning back on the sofa with her eyes shut enjoying the sensations erupting in her body. It was not long before guilt overtook her, however. And she abruptly got up and tried to move away. RajivJi managed to grab her hand and pulled her back on the sofa in no time, though. There was deaf silence in the room.
Mahuya was very tense and stiff now. She was sitting upright with her breasts jutting out. The silky top clung to her breasts and in fact dropped into her cleavage to outline her marvelous breasts. RajivJi started to massage her back very lightly to ease her. Not long after that he tried to pull her in for a kiss. Mahuya turned her torso towards him but didn't seem quite willing to offer a kiss.
RajivJi tried to kiss her but she turned her face and offered her cheek instead. He showered her face with tiny kisses moving towards her neck gradually. Very soon he was nuzzling her neck, a very sensitive zone for Mahuya. And then he tongued her earlobes the most erogenous zone of her body; he ran his tongue over the contours of her earlobe before driving his tongue through her aural cavity.
His small kisses were working Mahuya up and she started to respond. Her hands that were lying next to her now moved up to encircle RajivJi and were lovingly holding him, while he was petting her. This didn't last for long. Soon, RajivJi moved up to kiss her mouth. Surprised with the sudden move, again, Mahuya pulled back but only for a second and then willingly perked up her lips for RajivJi.
RajivJi's dark lips finally rested on her lips. It was one of the hottest moments of my life. To see her pink lips stacked up against his dark lips. RajivJi played with her lips by blowing small kisses. Mahuya was sucked in the scene and didn't care to respond. RajivJi's kisses gradually became wet as his lips parted and his tongue played with her taut lips. She finally relented to his invading tongue and parted her slimy lips that were wet with RajivJi's saliva. They were locked in a passionate kiss now.
RajivJi's hands were freely roaming on her body. I could see him massaging her boobs and playing with them while he was kissing her. Mahuya was completely in it now and was kissing him back with passion. Their tongues were dancing around each other swapping saliva.
Next RajivJi grabbed her hand and put it on top of his erection. She ran her hand over his erection a few times before pulling from the kiss. She looked down to perhaps admire the length of his manhood. I could see a sense of pleasant surprise on her face. She gave his dick a gentle squeeze and with a smile playing on her lips leaned in to give him full mouth kiss again.
This was another passionate kiss they shared this night. RajivJi was comfortably exploring her body now and I could see him play with her boobs a lot more. He managed to knead her nipples between his thumb and middle finger. Mahuya could only moan into his mouth as he very adroitly massaged her breasts.
The foreplay was getting more and more intimate now. I could see RajivJi's hands caressing my wife's beautiful waist under her shirt. She held his hands as they were trying to sneak under shirt towards her breasts. She pulled back when things were getting heated up beyond her control.
She sneaked a peek towards the stairs to see if anybody was watching. I lay low on the stairs to avoid getting noticed; it was dark near the staircase and hence I was confident of not getting noticed. I wondered went through her mind at that time.
Was she worried about how fast things were moving? Was she having second thoughts? While these thoughts were going through my mind, I noticed that Mahuya got up from her seat and moved into kitchen to have a glass of water. She was standing at the sink when RajivJi moved behind her pulling her into him and grinding his dick into her ass.
Mahuya leaned back against him with her head resting on his shoulder as RajivJi's hands moved under her shirt and covered her splendid boobs. He was squeezing her tits very hard now. Not able to stand the pressure she turned around to kiss him fervently. This time the kiss didn't last forever but it was still very passionate.
"We got to stop now. Ravi might wake up," she breathlessly whispered to him pulling away from him. Her lips only inches away from his, glistening with their exchanged saliva. RajivJi was still glued to her body grinding his groin into hers. "Don't worry he must be fast asleep," saying that he latched onto her lips again.
"NO..." she said pushing him away and added "he might wake up for India-Australia match."
"But there is still an hour for that," RajivJi pleaded
"Why don't you check on him? We could do it if he is still asleep," he suggested
Mahuya relented and came upstairs to check on me. I had already moved into bed pretending to be fast asleep. She sneaked into the bed tiptoed into the bedroom to check on me. She made an attempt to switch on the lights and wake me up. Finding me fast asleep she walked out of the bedroom closing the door behind her.
Contd.....
I waited for couple of minutes before moving out of the bedroom. I very carefully opened the bedroom door and peeped out to see if they were in the opposite room on first floor. Not finding them there, I peeped down to see if they were in the kitchen. I couldn't find them even there. They weren't in the living room either, at least not at the earlier position. I was clueless now. Did they move to the dining room?
I descended only a few steps to check the dining room that was next to the kitchen below our master bedroom. But then I found them in the kitchen standing the other side of the sink; that place was well concealed from the staircase. One would have to come half way down the staircase to view them. It was a much riskier position for me, as I didn't have much scope of moving away if Mahuya or RajivJi walked towards the kitchen window that faced the stairway.
It was RajivJi who was leaning against the kitchen platform now, while Mahuya leaned into his arms, passionately smooching him. With RajivJi couple of inches shorter than her she was towering over him. RajivJi was grinding into her as they kissed. I am sure she could feel his erection through his not so thick pajamas. RajivJi's hands had moved from her back to her but and were gently kneading them, occasionally pulling them into his groin.
Breaking the kiss RajivJi said, "I love your breath," to her and added further, "they have traces of a woman in heat." Responding to him with a smile she again moved in to kiss him. The kiss didn't last for long as RajivJi moved towards her neck first and then towards her breasts. He had already managed to unbutton her top and her cleavage must have been amply visible to him. She was wearing a bra but that didn't completely hide her superb breasts.
RajivJi showered her breasts with his kisses as his hands slowly worked underneath her top. Within no time he unhooked her bra and exposed her breasts. He took a step back to admire her breasts. She still was wearing the top and bra but most of the clothing were out of the way. As I had mentioned earlier Mahuya is extremely fair and could easily pass as an European and that is even so when she undresses. Unlike other fair Indian women, who have darker areoles and cunt lips, Mahuya has pinkish areoles and cunt lips.
RajivJi latched onto her breasts but he had to go slow as Mahuya was still nursing Tushar. Not many like the taste of milk and I definitely had an aversion to it. But it seemed RajivJi didn't have any such problem. He was very comfortable in handling breasts of a woman who is nursing a baby. He played around her areoles for some time or so I guessed, as things were not that clear from where I was. But it was clear from the way Mahuya gasped that RajivJi had latched onto her nipples now. Nipples are another of her erogenous zone – she loves it when I play with her nipples. Now I can understand that RaviJi is milking her. He must have like the test of her breast milk.
Mahuya was on wobbly feet as RajivJi worked on her nipples. She was supporting herself on his shoulders as her hands lovingly tugged at his hair. RajivJi was really working on her nipples as Mahuya was moaning now. Now RajviJi is drinking her milk.
(to be continued)