I realised Mina was half asleep and she wasn’t fully conscious of her body movements. As her grip on my cock was getting tighter, I pushed my crotch closer to her crotch, which was almost out of the T-shirt. Now she was slowly brushing my cock on her pubic bush and breathing heavily. I felt awfully excited. So long my one hand was on her naked butts under the T-shirt. I slowly moved it up and felt her bare back. My lust grew stronger and I moved my hand under her arm feeling the hairy softness of her armpit. I slipped my hand on her breast and wow, I felt crazy as I felt her erect nipples in my fingers.
I was now sure from her moaning she was enjoying my overtures even as she was half asleep. I started pressing her boob and playing with her nipples. My other hand, which was on her crotch, daringly searched through the bush and found the wet pussy lips. I pushed my finger through her wet tunnel and located her throbbing clit. As I started rubbing the clit her response was rather strong. I moved my face closer and as I kissed her lips she parted her lips. We were entangled in a very sensual kiss. Simultaneously my fingers moved in her moist pussy and my other hand pumped her breast. Her hand was now jerking my cock fast and I was in ecstasy. While I was close to ejaculation Mina had a strong climax, which lasted very long. With the climax her hand got disengaged from my cock and the kiss ended. By the time she recovered from the climax she was fast asleep. Though I was very horny, the interruption cooled me down. Alcohol had its toll on me and I felt very sleepy. I didn’t have the energy to go to the bathroom to jerk off. I pulled my pyjama up, turned to the other side and fell off to sleep.
I got up next morning with a slight push from Mina. As I opened my eyes, I saw Mina standing there with a steaming mug of tea in her hand. The first cup of tea in the morning, before brushing the teeth, was a great attraction for both of us. Mina went to the extent of saying the first cup of tea was her primary incentive for leaving the bed in the morning. After handing over my tea she came back with her tea and sat down on the bed beside me. As we silently sipped tea, I remembered what happened at night. From Mina’s silence, I realised she was also thinking the same. I had a hard on and it was showing up like a tent in my pyjama. I could see Mina watching it, but didn’t bother to hide it. Mina was still in her oversized T-shirt and her wonderful body was radiating sexual energy. Her thighs looked awfully sexy and her erect nipples were pushing the soft fabric.
As I placed my arm around her hips, she broke the silence and said, “What we did last night was wrong.”
“What was so wrong?” I asked.
“You made love to me, didn’t you?”
“You were not in your senses last night. How did you know?”
“I know I had a strong orgasm.”
“You silly girl, I made you climax with my fingers.”
Hearing this, she gave a smile of relief and said, “Thank god. I was so drunk I didn’t know what happened. Only thing I remember is a heavenly orgasm and I thought you made love to me.”
Now I told her, “What is so wrong if I make love to you. You know very well that I love you. Whether you admit or not, you love me too. Can’t we enjoy each other physically?”
“But that would be cheating on my sister, whom I love so much. I don’t wish to cheat on my husband too.”
“The relationship that has grown between us over so many years is a secret between only two of us. Isn’t it? Does that amount to cheating our spouses? Do you feel guilty about it?”
As she said no, I continued, “You don’t feel guilty because you don’t feel you are cheating them as our relationship is only at the emotional level and you still love your husband. Please remember our society doesn’t even approve this. But your judgement says it’s ok. This relationship is not going to change if our love turns physical. Both you & me would still remain equally attached to our spouses.”
While she could not contradict me, from her face I could feel she is still unable to accept it.
I again told her, “I understand you and your sister indulge in sex from time to time. If you don’t feel guilty on that score, why should you feel guilty if you & I have sex”
She kept silent for some time and then said, “What you say is logically right. But as a woman with orthodox upbringing It’s extremely difficult for me to accept extra-marital sex.”
“But last night you were more than willing, emotionally and physically,” I retorted.
“Alcohol washes away the inhibitions,” she said with a smile.
“If you otherwise think you are not doing anything wrong and it’s only your mental block that stops you, then I shall seduce you after I get you drunk.” While I said this jokingly, I meant it and Mina surely understood my intentions were real.
As I finished my tea, I felt pressure in my bladder. As I said I need to go to the toilet and got up, Mina sprang up and said, “Let me go first”. My pressure was unbearable and I realised the second toilet flush was not working. So, I pushed my way through to the toilet. But Mina, it seemed, was more desperate and forcibly entered the toilet. Without giving me a chance, she sat down on the toilet seat lifting her T-shirt. In the process, I saw her butts and after she sat down facing me, I could see the hint of her dark crotch under the hem of her T-shirt.
While her pee came out like a water jet with a whistling sound, it was impossible for me to hold any longer. I hurriedly untied & downed my pyjama and holding my erect cock let my stream out and flow through the gap between her thighs. She got a shock at this and screamed. Directing my cock carefully I made sure that the water jet doesn’t hit her body. I told her in desperation, “I couldn’t afford to wet my pyjama”.
As both of us continued to let our streams flow out endlessly, the initial awkward feeling was gone and I felt new warmth of intimacy in our relationship. The whole thing was highly sensual and was a big turn on. With the flow of water still continuing, I touched her erect nipples showing through the soft fabric and felt wonderful. She in turn softly touched my thighs and my pubic hair. It was hard to describe the warmth behind the touch.
Finally when both of us finished, Mina splashed water in her crotch and now I could see her pubic hair more clearly. She washed the tip of my cock too, and holding my hardness in her hand, said, “You are too horny. Aren’t you?”
At the breakfast table, I found Mina dressed in her salwar kameez. We made plans to go out in the in the evening for drinks & dinner to our favourite joint. I had no office but had plans to go out. Mina said, she would go home, go to the club for lunch with friends and I could pick her up in the evening. I made it clear to her she was going to stay overnight with me. She didn’t object.
I went to the bathroom. As I stripped and started shaving, there was a knock at the door. Mina said she was planning to have a swim at the club, but her legs were hairy and she needed my help.
I told her I had taken off my clothes. (“Ami kintu sob jama kapor khule felechhi.”)
“As if I haven’t seen you naked!” she smartly replied. (“Ami jeno tomake kokhono nangto dekhini!”)
The word ‘nangto’ (meaning naked in colloquial) in her mouth gave me an extra kick and my cock started stiffening. As she entered the bathroom, she took off the bottom (pants) of her dress. She lifted her long top above her knees to show me her legs. I asked her to sit on the toilet seat and kneeling down applied foam on her legs. Within minutes I shaved her clean. The look of her legs changed as they turned silky smooth.
I rubbed moisturiser on her legs. Massaging her legs with the moisturiser, I asked her how was she going to wear swimsuit with hair in her armpits. She said she would be swimming with a friend, who also doesn’t shave. And they have chosen a time in the afternoon, when the pool is completely deserted. I asked her then why she shaved her legs. She said she was going to wear shorts in the club that’s why. I felt happy that her armpits would remain hairy.
I asked her “How hairy is your friend?”
“Why? More or less like me.”
“If I guess right, you would wear a bikini type swimsuit. Your hair is likely pop out of the bikini, from both sides and from the waistband. The line of hair that comes down from your belly button would also be in full display. Is your friend as hairy as that and would you like to give her such a show?”
“You know too much about my body. Sis must be telling you all my private things. Or, did you have a full free show last night?”
“Don’t worry about last night. I didn’t in any way outrage your modesty. Only thing I did was to cool down your passion by using my fingers. Yes your sis does volunteer a lot of listed info, not only about you but about your mom too.”
As she showed a bit of embarrassment, I asked her again about the likely display of hair.
She answered, “No, my friend’s hair doesn’t show like that. I guess I have to settle for a one piece swimsuit, with longer legs. Actually, I always swim with sis and she takes care of all these problems.”
“If you let me take care of these problems then you can wear your bikini.” I interjected.
She made a face to me showing her embarrassment, but from her expression I could feel she needed that help from me. At the same time, she was too unwilling to fully undress.
I solved her problem by suggesting she should wear a panty of her sister and I could clean all her hair that pops out of the panty.
The suggestion appealed to her. She went out, searched out a bikini style panty from her sister’s cupboard and came back. Now she was standing in her bra & bikini.
I was now sure from her moaning she was enjoying my overtures even as she was half asleep. I started pressing her boob and playing with her nipples. My other hand, which was on her crotch, daringly searched through the bush and found the wet pussy lips. I pushed my finger through her wet tunnel and located her throbbing clit. As I started rubbing the clit her response was rather strong. I moved my face closer and as I kissed her lips she parted her lips. We were entangled in a very sensual kiss. Simultaneously my fingers moved in her moist pussy and my other hand pumped her breast. Her hand was now jerking my cock fast and I was in ecstasy. While I was close to ejaculation Mina had a strong climax, which lasted very long. With the climax her hand got disengaged from my cock and the kiss ended. By the time she recovered from the climax she was fast asleep. Though I was very horny, the interruption cooled me down. Alcohol had its toll on me and I felt very sleepy. I didn’t have the energy to go to the bathroom to jerk off. I pulled my pyjama up, turned to the other side and fell off to sleep.
I got up next morning with a slight push from Mina. As I opened my eyes, I saw Mina standing there with a steaming mug of tea in her hand. The first cup of tea in the morning, before brushing the teeth, was a great attraction for both of us. Mina went to the extent of saying the first cup of tea was her primary incentive for leaving the bed in the morning. After handing over my tea she came back with her tea and sat down on the bed beside me. As we silently sipped tea, I remembered what happened at night. From Mina’s silence, I realised she was also thinking the same. I had a hard on and it was showing up like a tent in my pyjama. I could see Mina watching it, but didn’t bother to hide it. Mina was still in her oversized T-shirt and her wonderful body was radiating sexual energy. Her thighs looked awfully sexy and her erect nipples were pushing the soft fabric.
As I placed my arm around her hips, she broke the silence and said, “What we did last night was wrong.”
“What was so wrong?” I asked.
“You made love to me, didn’t you?”
“You were not in your senses last night. How did you know?”
“I know I had a strong orgasm.”
“You silly girl, I made you climax with my fingers.”
Hearing this, she gave a smile of relief and said, “Thank god. I was so drunk I didn’t know what happened. Only thing I remember is a heavenly orgasm and I thought you made love to me.”
Now I told her, “What is so wrong if I make love to you. You know very well that I love you. Whether you admit or not, you love me too. Can’t we enjoy each other physically?”
“But that would be cheating on my sister, whom I love so much. I don’t wish to cheat on my husband too.”
“The relationship that has grown between us over so many years is a secret between only two of us. Isn’t it? Does that amount to cheating our spouses? Do you feel guilty about it?”
As she said no, I continued, “You don’t feel guilty because you don’t feel you are cheating them as our relationship is only at the emotional level and you still love your husband. Please remember our society doesn’t even approve this. But your judgement says it’s ok. This relationship is not going to change if our love turns physical. Both you & me would still remain equally attached to our spouses.”
While she could not contradict me, from her face I could feel she is still unable to accept it.
I again told her, “I understand you and your sister indulge in sex from time to time. If you don’t feel guilty on that score, why should you feel guilty if you & I have sex”
She kept silent for some time and then said, “What you say is logically right. But as a woman with orthodox upbringing It’s extremely difficult for me to accept extra-marital sex.”
“But last night you were more than willing, emotionally and physically,” I retorted.
“Alcohol washes away the inhibitions,” she said with a smile.
“If you otherwise think you are not doing anything wrong and it’s only your mental block that stops you, then I shall seduce you after I get you drunk.” While I said this jokingly, I meant it and Mina surely understood my intentions were real.
As I finished my tea, I felt pressure in my bladder. As I said I need to go to the toilet and got up, Mina sprang up and said, “Let me go first”. My pressure was unbearable and I realised the second toilet flush was not working. So, I pushed my way through to the toilet. But Mina, it seemed, was more desperate and forcibly entered the toilet. Without giving me a chance, she sat down on the toilet seat lifting her T-shirt. In the process, I saw her butts and after she sat down facing me, I could see the hint of her dark crotch under the hem of her T-shirt.
While her pee came out like a water jet with a whistling sound, it was impossible for me to hold any longer. I hurriedly untied & downed my pyjama and holding my erect cock let my stream out and flow through the gap between her thighs. She got a shock at this and screamed. Directing my cock carefully I made sure that the water jet doesn’t hit her body. I told her in desperation, “I couldn’t afford to wet my pyjama”.
As both of us continued to let our streams flow out endlessly, the initial awkward feeling was gone and I felt new warmth of intimacy in our relationship. The whole thing was highly sensual and was a big turn on. With the flow of water still continuing, I touched her erect nipples showing through the soft fabric and felt wonderful. She in turn softly touched my thighs and my pubic hair. It was hard to describe the warmth behind the touch.
Finally when both of us finished, Mina splashed water in her crotch and now I could see her pubic hair more clearly. She washed the tip of my cock too, and holding my hardness in her hand, said, “You are too horny. Aren’t you?”
At the breakfast table, I found Mina dressed in her salwar kameez. We made plans to go out in the in the evening for drinks & dinner to our favourite joint. I had no office but had plans to go out. Mina said, she would go home, go to the club for lunch with friends and I could pick her up in the evening. I made it clear to her she was going to stay overnight with me. She didn’t object.
I went to the bathroom. As I stripped and started shaving, there was a knock at the door. Mina said she was planning to have a swim at the club, but her legs were hairy and she needed my help.
I told her I had taken off my clothes. (“Ami kintu sob jama kapor khule felechhi.”)
“As if I haven’t seen you naked!” she smartly replied. (“Ami jeno tomake kokhono nangto dekhini!”)
The word ‘nangto’ (meaning naked in colloquial) in her mouth gave me an extra kick and my cock started stiffening. As she entered the bathroom, she took off the bottom (pants) of her dress. She lifted her long top above her knees to show me her legs. I asked her to sit on the toilet seat and kneeling down applied foam on her legs. Within minutes I shaved her clean. The look of her legs changed as they turned silky smooth.
I rubbed moisturiser on her legs. Massaging her legs with the moisturiser, I asked her how was she going to wear swimsuit with hair in her armpits. She said she would be swimming with a friend, who also doesn’t shave. And they have chosen a time in the afternoon, when the pool is completely deserted. I asked her then why she shaved her legs. She said she was going to wear shorts in the club that’s why. I felt happy that her armpits would remain hairy.
I asked her “How hairy is your friend?”
“Why? More or less like me.”
“If I guess right, you would wear a bikini type swimsuit. Your hair is likely pop out of the bikini, from both sides and from the waistband. The line of hair that comes down from your belly button would also be in full display. Is your friend as hairy as that and would you like to give her such a show?”
“You know too much about my body. Sis must be telling you all my private things. Or, did you have a full free show last night?”
“Don’t worry about last night. I didn’t in any way outrage your modesty. Only thing I did was to cool down your passion by using my fingers. Yes your sis does volunteer a lot of listed info, not only about you but about your mom too.”
As she showed a bit of embarrassment, I asked her again about the likely display of hair.
She answered, “No, my friend’s hair doesn’t show like that. I guess I have to settle for a one piece swimsuit, with longer legs. Actually, I always swim with sis and she takes care of all these problems.”
“If you let me take care of these problems then you can wear your bikini.” I interjected.
She made a face to me showing her embarrassment, but from her expression I could feel she needed that help from me. At the same time, she was too unwilling to fully undress.
I solved her problem by suggesting she should wear a panty of her sister and I could clean all her hair that pops out of the panty.
The suggestion appealed to her. She went out, searched out a bikini style panty from her sister’s cupboard and came back. Now she was standing in her bra & bikini.