Quenched Mom’s Thirst

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.allindiansex.com/jmb/thumbs/7799.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://www.allindiansex.com/jmb/thumbs/7799.jpg" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"></span><br /> <div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Sheetal was feeling very uncomfortable with the advent of monsoon. This happens every year around this season ever since she lost her husband 15 years ago. She was an affluent lady looking after her dad’s business and bringing up her only child Dharmesh. Dharmesh was a young man of 18 now. Tall and handsomely built, with a figure of 38 24 34, he has a workout for 90 minutes each day.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">He has just completed class 10 but strangely he is not attached to his mom. She leaves for her office at 8:15 every morning, meets her son at the dinner table only if she has no party to attend. Else a 24 hour wait is ensured. Dharmesh dines by 8:30 every evening and then goes on to study. At 11:30 pm he goes to bed having a cup of cocoa chocolate mixture. However, most of the nights he gets to know his mother’s arrival.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">She drive the car on to the portico alights from the car and the rest is done by the security guard. She closes the main door of her apartment very carefully, so as not to wake up anybody. By then the calendar has rolled on to the next day. Dharmesh keeps his ears clear so as to hear every single sound after her arrival. She sits for 15 minutes on the sofa before entering her room and then straight into the bathroom.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">A shower is a must for her. By 1.00 in the morning, she is in bed. Dharmesh was astonished to find her mom back by 8.15 one evening. She was heavily limping, much to the agony of her son. He was still on his study table. He rushed to the main entrance to let out a hand to her. He helped her in on to the sofa. At 34 she was strongly built, keeping a good match to her son. Sheetal informed Dharmesh that she suffered a fall in the office toilet after lunch.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">As there was an important meeting, she had to stay back. She had taken a medical help from the office doctor, who arranged for x-ray. The report is yet to be known, although the doctor suspects a hair line fracture at least. Dharmesh helped her out of her high heel shoes, and arranged to apply a pain balm and a spray on the injured area. Then asked her if she needed to be helped any further. She asked son to take her to the bedroom.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Dharmesh thought for a moment and then picked her up from the sofa to carry her all the way to the bed. He placed her carefully not to hurt her then looked on to her as if to ask anything else I could do for you. I am afraid I shall have to have my dinner here only. Why don’t you bring yours here too I will, if it suits you. After dinner Dharmesh cleared up the room and went to change into his night dress as usual.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Then he came back to say that he would be sitting down with his books and may be called if required. Why don’t you bring your books here I need a lot of help from you, one after another. As you desire. At 11.30 pm Dharmesh offered Cocoa-chocolate to her mother. She wanted a little milk added to it after finishing with it, she said if you have finished with your studies, I need you to help me change my dress as the pain is increasing and I have my doubts as to my standing ability.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I also wish to have a shower she was wearing trousers and un-tucked shirt. Dharmesh put off the room light before coming to help her change. My son feels shy to help me change. It is only fair, isn’t it? But darkness will carry a risk factor of me getting hurt. Better switch on the light. I shall not feel embarrassed changing amidst light. Dharmesh puts the light back in operation. He then helps his mother to discard the trousers and shirt.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">She was presently in her under-garments. Dharmesh guessed her mother’s statistics as 40 36 36 with 40 C cups. They were well-shaped. You place a stool under the shower and carry me there. I wish to have a bath.Dharmesh obliged her and left a towel and a night dress handy. She called him and was carried back to her bed. She requested her son to sleep in her room.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Early morning Dharmesh had to carry her to the toilet. He made her sit on the commode seat and turned around. She was carried back after she was through. It was a torrid time for Dharmesh. He had to make real efforts to avoid a view of his mother’s nudity. However a total avoidance was not possible. At night, during her sleep she often raised her night dress above her waist revealing a view in the darkness.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Dharmesh had no feeling of lust for her mother before this accident. Even while nursing, he did not develop any evil feeling. However, he had his sixth sense working, when he felt that his mother was not too happy with his avoidance. Sheetal on the other hand was totally confined to bed for 7 weeks. She had to be totally dependent on her son, who apart from carrying her to the bathroom and back every day did everything for her accepting giving her bath.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">She was having her bath on her own so that Dharmesh did not have to do the changing. At night she never woke up till one dreaded night. That evening she requested to have a drink or two as it was missing from her life temporarily. Dharmesh arranged for her drink. He had no idea as to the limit of drinking and other things. He had kept all amenities of drinking besides her and was busy with studies. Sheetal had over stepped her quota.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">From 5:30 to 8:30 that evening Dharmesh had left her all by herself. When he carried her dinner at 8:30 pm, he found that the bottle of whisky was totally empty. She was lying on the bed totally drunk. Dharmesh made her sit up and tried to feed her. But all his efforts were in vain. He had a faint knowledge that pouring water over head gets one out of the drunken situation. So he covered her plastered foot with a plastic wrapping and carried her to the bathroom and having made her sit on the stool</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Opened the shower tap she was drenched all through in a second. Sheetal had come back to her senses. After about 15-20 minutes, Sheetal closed the tap and asked for a towel. But she had no control on herself. The towel fell from her hands. Dharmesh came up to her rescue. This was the first time while drying her up he felt her soft breasts over her drenched dress. Having fully drying her, he handed over a fresh nightie for her to change.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">She was unable to change. Her hands were trembling. Dharmesh had, by then, developed a desire of seeing his mother naked having felt her breasts. So as soon she declined to change herself, he peeled off her wet dress. Amidst light he saw his mother fully nude as she did not even have a panty on. He was simply overwhelmed to see her bare body. She had round tits as he had sensed them long back.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">The crotch was covered with a thin bush, unshaven for quite sometimes now. While changing, he did not avoid a rub of his hands with her boobs and crotch. In fact, as he was rubbing his mother dry, she had spread her legs to allow him access to dry up her crotch area. That night Dharmesh skipped his post dinner studies. Instead after dinner, he was lying with his mother with out touching her. It was Sheetal, who dragged her son near her. She was not all that drowsy then.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">So, today my son has become a man. He has seen mama naked. Will you tell me son, whether you liked my body? To be honest, yes, which part attracted you most the total scenario Aha! My son is being a real flirt. It was an honest confession. Of course, the feel of your breasts was very exciting. They were real soft. The two pinkish mounds were a treat to watch. You were unfair son. You have seen me in my birthday suit. Was it not fair for you to let me have a view of your nude body?</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">But you have seen me naked when I was small, yes, but I would like to see my son as a fully grown up man. Would you oblige me by taking off all your clothes? Dharmesh gave a thought and then sat up to peel off all his wearing. His mother was visibly astonished to see him naked. She never imagined him to have such a big and thick manhood. It was not erect but some eight and half inches long and at least five inches in circumference.Oh dear! This is real big!</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">You will surely satisfy all women under the sun and I really mean it ooooh! Come on maa, don’t pull my legs. I am not son. Believe me! I have never read about a dick, so long as yours. Let me see how it shows when erected. Soon Sheetal was playing with her son’s penis. The feel of mother’s hand started affecting Dharmesh. His rod started to wake up. She began to breathe heavy. Help me take off my nightie son. I hope the main door is locked. Oh yes maa.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Amidst a fully lit room, both mom and son were viewing each other’s nudity. Sheetal indicated her son to place himself in such manner that his cock is placed in front of his mouth. He did so and Sheetal gleefully took it into her mouth and began to chew it. Sheetal was moaning aloud as she sucks her son’s long erected dick. Dharmesh was spellbound. He had never experienced this before. He was basically a friendless person engrossed in books.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">He remembered the incident when he accidentally banged on to a lady and her daughter, resulting their fall and concluding in receipt of a tight slap. He came back into the present moment. Sheetal was getting excited to a very high degree now. Suddenly she caught hold of her son and forced him to sit down. She herself lay flat on her back and dragged Dharmesh on to her body. She was too excited to speak and was using signs to show Dharmesh that she wanted him to lick her private part concurrently.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Dharmesh realized and obliged mother by spreading his legs across mother’s shoulder so as to enable her get his cock. He then himself bent down and took his tongue near her genital. Sheetal immediately dabbed his head into the slit of her pussy. He removed the bushy hair of his mother’s cunt and began to lick the place, making her shiver with excitement. She was frantically holding Dharmesh into her secret place.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Dharmesh, while licking raised his head and shouted careful, else you’ll hurt yourself. I care a damn son. I have found a man licking my g-spot first time ever. Your dad never did this to me, although I tried my best to get him do it. But he just wouldn’t compromise. Lick son, lick me hard and make me cum after 15 years. I bet I won’t be long son. Dharmesh now inserted a finger along with his tongue in her mother’s pussy.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">It made her shiver a bit. She took his rod out of his mouth after a jiffy and yelled cumming son, I am cumming. Do you feel it? This was another new experience for him. Juice was flowing out of his mom’s cunt. He licked and licked and licked. There was no end to the flow. The ice melted after 18 years. It could ooze for 15 minutes easily. Sheetal was full of ecstasy. She was wriggling although while Dharmesh had been licking her pussy.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">He had all his fingers inside her mother’s womb, while Sheetal had suck his dick to a mammoth size, which he himself never dreamt of, suddenly he felt that something was leaving him. He needed a pee. Maa, I need to pee, let me go. No son, you shall go nowhere. Use my mouth as toilet. I wish to drink it. She pressed him hard into her mouth and he unloaded in a gush. As he finished unloading his semen in her mouth, they both were tired. Dharmesh stood up and found his dick to be limp.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">He was vividly surprised what happened maa? How could it happen? Don’t worry son, it does happen. It is a temporary phase. You will soon regain your strength back. Just lie down beside me and suck my nipples for a while. Dharmesh saw another magic. No sooner than he began suckling Sheetal’s tits, his rod was upright once again. Sheetal too felt it. She kissed Dharmesh and said, we need to proceed further it high time that we were oral.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">You have got to do some ploughing son. How is that maa? Not to worry son. Just follow my instructions. It was Sheetal al the way hereafter. Dharmesh did as he was told. He was asked to come from behind her. As he was guided to enter his mom’s pussy, he felt delighted. He never dreamt that the inside of the vagina was so soft. He was simultaneously fondling Sheetal’s tits, while fucking her.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">A constant pooch pooch pooch’ sound was coming while coitus was on. Dharmesh was a bit casual. Sheetal retorted, “faster and harder son, else there will be a shortage in pleasure. Dharmesh increased his speed. Now Sheetal began to moan in ecstasy. Yes, that’s the way, great job son, come on son, Oh! Ah! Aaauch! Uuuui! Fuck mama, eat her cunt out, im plant your seeds in me. I’ll love it. Dharmesh was quiet all through, since he had inserted from her back.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Suddenly from nowhere, Sheetal yelled, I am cumming son. Press your long hard dick deep inside my pussy. Sheetal came and came and came. She quivered, she shivered, she was damn satisfied after this 18 year old drought had ended so wonderfully, with the help of her naive son. But she was not selfish. She knew the first fucking experience means a lot to each living creature. How are you placed Dharmesh? I need some more time maa.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Good! Carry on fucking me. Do you want to change your position? Your proposal sounds nice. You must be feeling pain by now. Dharmesh withdrew and allowed Sheetal to lie down normally. He then inserted from her front. He was enjoying his first fuck immensely, courtesy, Sheetal. He was varying his speed according to his sweet will. It was not before another 30 minutes that Dharmesh quenched his desire to the fullest extent.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">By then Sheetal had two more orgasms. Maa! I am about to cum where do I release myself? Do you want it inside? I’d love to maa, if you allow. Carry on dear, fulfill your desire. Don’t you worry, there shall be no problems. Afterwards, Sheetal inquired with her son, did you enjoy the episode son? Oh! Yes maa. With you as my mentor, it has been a great experience for me.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I must admit son, that you have been real good and truly a strong man. You have managed to quench my thirst after 18 long years to my complete satisfaction. Sheetal paused for a while and said, “I am sure we can look eagerly forward to such sensual fucking sessions in the near future days to come. You must be real tired young man. Come, you deserve a sound sleep.</div></div>

Quenched Mom’s Thirst

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It Finally Happened

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSnMz0Htdb_sC9zh7bSSozUUWLoUxY001w_ICY9CNNmwtXRUrxISAScVWir9WX9u-A4nsQSNTXcyNNWimXeiH3mW_EogD4Swjl27D_EbeIUofx8juYfkTcxvdrj5vj1-YnCdTqu81I8mU/s1600/3EwHaTINHu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSnMz0Htdb_sC9zh7bSSozUUWLoUxY001w_ICY9CNNmwtXRUrxISAScVWir9WX9u-A4nsQSNTXcyNNWimXeiH3mW_EogD4Swjl27D_EbeIUofx8juYfkTcxvdrj5vj1-YnCdTqu81I8mU/s1600/3EwHaTINHu.jpg" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"></span><br /> <div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Hi guys, Tomboy here. I am a Male. 25 years living in Mumbai. Please feel free to leave comments on my mail id.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Let’s start with the story:</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Over the past year I had reconnected with an Aunt I had a falling out with. She had come to visit, and we hit it off again. We would text all the time, and talk on the phone like once a week. We would often go out to party, and usually flirt back and forth. She was a decent looking woman for being 35 (I was 23 by the way) she had black hair olive skin, and a petite figure. Standing about 5″4 I always told her she was the perfect height.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">We would hit up several bars a night and she would usually end up finding me a girl to take home. I would try to return the favor and find her a young stud to teach a lesson. She ended up hitting it off with one particular guy and they ended up getting married. After about a month of marriage, he took a job in Florida and she moved away. Within a month she started asking when I could visit. About a week before I was scheduled to go</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">She shot me a text saying her husband would be out of town but still wanted me to come. We decided we could make it like old times, and hit up the local Orlando scene. The first night I got down there, we painted the town. At the last bar, while both of us were shit faced, she leaned close while talking and we ended up kissing. She realized what was happening, and ran out of the bar. I paid our tab and went outside to find out she had left me there. I took a cab, and when I walked in she was sobbing on the couch.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I can’t believe I did that, she said what your Mom will think of me? I sat down and tried to comfort her by putting her head on my shoulder. Look, I started; we don’t have to tell her anything. We are adults and got caught up in the moment.” She seemed to accept that, and went to bed. Over the next two days she was distant. We didn”t speak much, and she always seemed deep in thought. I would often catch her staring at me, as if she was trying to look right through me.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">The third night I woke up to her standing over my bed in what was barely a night gown. When she realized I was awake, she bolted from the room. Needless to say I was confused. The fourth day, I went and explored the city a little bit. I got home around eight and she was already drunk. I really need to talk to you,” she slurred from the living room. I want you to know, I really enjoyed our kiss the other night. I was a little stunned, but let her continue.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I just haven’t had much of a sex life since we moved here. Jeff is always working late, and is always tired when he comes home I spoke, I really enjoyed our kiss Christine. I am not ashamed at all. I am so glad you said that, I just wanted you to know wasn’t mad at you. I thanked her, and decided it was best if I left the room. The fifth morning, I knew it was only a matter of time because she walked in knowing I was in the shower. Her gaze stayed locked on my cock and</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I knew she would want a treat soon. I covered myself up quickly, but her smile said she liked what she saw. When I was dressed, I went to the kitchen where she was making breakfast. I was thinking we could go out tonight she said since you only have one more day, we need to go all out tonight. Hit every place in town. Sounds like a damn good idea I quickly responded.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">She had to go into work for a couple hours, so I was showered and ready when she got home. She told me she would be right out, so I just waited on the couch till she was done. She showered for what seemed like forever, and then slowly walked through the living room in what had to be the smallest towel in her house. At this moment, I knew what she wanted. I don”t know what came over me, but I followed her to her bedroom.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">She was standing at her mirror, bent slightly over putting on her make up. I walked up behind her, wrapped my arms around hers, and kissed her on her neck. She sighed and gripped my hands with hers. She leaned her head back to allow me more access to her neck and I slowly teased her with kisses and slight tickles from my toungue. She turned around, and started to passionately kiss me. She probed deep with her toungue and started undoing my pants.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I was out of them in what seemed like a second and had my shirt off in another. I picked her up, and put her on her dresser. I started to work my way down her body, paying attention to her small, but perky breasts. I kept going lower, untily I was at her freshly shaven pussy. It was still very fragrant from her shower and tasted better than any I had ever been with. She moaned in pleasure, and pulled my hair.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Oh my god,” she screamed, please dont ever stop! I didn”t even look up to acknowledge her, I just kept teasing her amazing pussy. She pushed my head away and hopped off the dresser. She gave me a quick kiss, and then dropped to her knees. Now, my cock isn”t huge by any means, but at 6.5 inches in lenght and 5 in girth it usually gets the job done. She seemed satisfied with it, as she gave my head adoring kisses and passionately licked up and down my shaft.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">She finally took the entire length of my cock into her mouth, nearly bringing me to my knees. She was definitely a pro at cock sucking, sparing no amount of experience on giving me a blow job. Right when I thought I was about to blow my load, she told me to lie on the bed. At this point, my Aunt had complete control over me. She climbed on top of me, placing her pussy right over my waiting lips.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">She slowly slid her tight cunt down my body until the tip of my now throbbing cock was resting at her whole. You really think you”re ready for this,” she questioned ooooh fuck yes I was all I could manage to scream. With that, she thrust downward and I was finally inside her. This was the moment I had been wanting for a long time, and it was finally happening. She moaned in pleasure as she bounced up and down on my hard cock. I had never experienced such pleasure, and was hoping it would never end.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">She climbed off, breaking me from my trance, and faced away from me. She once again, lowered herself onto my waiting cock. I cannot describe the view of watching my incredibly horny Aunt getting so much pleasure from my cock. Please don’t stop fucking me,” she demanded I have wanted this for so long! I nearly came just hearing this. I finally decided I wanted to take control, so I pushed her off me and onto her back.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I put her legs over my shoulder and slammed my cock into her quivering pussy. I pushed her legs up until her knees touched her ears and began to pound her tight cunt. She made a noise that told me she was in obvious ectascy, and whispered incoherent phrases into my ear. I became relentless in my assault on my Aunt’s vagina, releasing a years worth of sexual frustration. I had gotten deep into a zone, getting so caught up in what we were sharing.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">I pulled out of her and flipped her onto all fours. I wasted no time reentering her perfect pussy. I pulled her hair as I continued pounding her sopping wet cunt, enjoying the sounds of pleasure I knew I was bringing on. I felt her pussy tighten up and she let out the loudest orgasm of any woman I have ever been with. I knew wouldn”t last much longer, so I quickened my pace. I pulled out and spun her around so she was facing my cock while on all fours</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">And shoved my cock back into her mouth I begin to pump her mouth while, and she gave no resistance. 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<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP_LwWn1kzSKT1zRtmxsTAOcIAORVWF2VIOdKJiREGBpLnNqabAdK1E5toD_KQu1CesmbrGScDiPZveDpp8yRpI_NjP3v0GLuPYTuDZ-qamLuFnNDQ6NRj_h-576XPIxFAOMDoZkf6lhQ/s1600/823819_vb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP_LwWn1kzSKT1zRtmxsTAOcIAORVWF2VIOdKJiREGBpLnNqabAdK1E5toD_KQu1CesmbrGScDiPZveDpp8yRpI_NjP3v0GLuPYTuDZ-qamLuFnNDQ6NRj_h-576XPIxFAOMDoZkf6lhQ/s1600/823819_vb.jpg" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"></span><br /> <div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Laxmi grew up in central Chennai in the 1980s. Her parents divorced when she was 12 years old, which changed life much for the worse for her and her mom, who received no money, only the house from the divorce settlement. As a result, they found themselves living in a neighborhood they could no longer afford but with nowhere else to go. Laxmi’s mom had not worked since her marriage and had difficulty earning money from the part time jobs she could get.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Perhaps because of the absence of a father in the home, her mom tried to compensate by increased strictness, a loving strictness, indeed, but Laxmi felt an absence of affection in the home. Although Laxmi was a fine student in school, she had trouble fitting in with the other kids. She no longer had good clothes and found herself pushed to the periphery of the very cliquish teenage world in which she lived.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">As she entered her teens, loneliness began to prey on her, and she began to fantasize about an ideal life where she could fit in. Often in these fantasies there was an attractive older female, experienced and understanding, who guided Laxmi. These romantic schoolgirl fantasies changed as Laxmi began to mature by 18 into a well developed young lady, much more so than the most of the girls at school. Laxmi was amused at the thought that she had inherited her dad’s brains and her mom’s very full figure.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Now boys began to take an interest in Laxmi, but she still felt awkward socially, not having good clothes or fitting in with the crowd. Her fantasy life began to take on a more explicit tone, focusing on strong, confident women leading and taking control of her. With her strict upbringing, this really disturbed Laxmi, so much so that she felt she had to talk to someone about these wild daydreams, but to whom could she talk?</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">She could not confide in mom; that was out of the question. The teachers in her school were too strict. Finally, Laxmi hit upon Shanti, the school nurse, who might be sympathetic and discreet.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">At age 18, Laxmi was a bit heavy, 60 kgs., 5’4″, shoulder length, very curly, dark black hair. But she was noticed, that was something at least. Her beautiful, naturally curling hair and her large breasts often got her plenty of attention when she walked into a room.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Laxmi met with Nurse Shanti on a Friday in March at the end of the school day. The 40-year-old nurse was a big woman, about 5’8″ , still single, who lived through the girls she took care of in school. She had plenty of experience helping young girls with their adolescent problems. Shanti asked, “Laxmi, please tell me what is on your mind?”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“I’ve been having dreams, fantasies, which I can’t get out of my mind. I wonder if I should see someone, a psychologist, because it is getting hard to concentrate on my schoolwork.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“But, Laxmi, you are at the top of your class. What is the matter?”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Nurse, these dreams have been haunting me more and more. Mostly, they are romantic fantasies about being with someone who cares for me. But in the last few months, the dreams have gotten more explicit, more sexual, and it is quite uncomfortable.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Laxmi, I have been helping young girls like you for 15 years. I have heard everything, dear, so you won’t shock me. Besides, these are only dreams, not real life. So tell Shanti the most disturbing thing that happens to you in the dreams. Then I can help you, and it won’t go outside this room.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Laxmi felt she had to come out with it. “Nurse, in my fantasies, while the relationship with an older, experienced woman remains quite romantic, lately she has been taking control of me, making me do things it is hard to talk about–bad, nasty, dirty things.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Tell, me, dear, what things!”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“I kneel before her. She is on a bed or couch. She instructs me to take off my top, then my bra. She views my nakedness. I feel sick and mortified with shame. She touches my breasts, pinches my nipples till I cry out in pain. The she lifts up her skirt and I see she is naked below the waste. She guides my head between her thighs and forces me to do a forbidden, dirty thing.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Laxmi, have you had sex with a boy or girl yet?”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“No, I haven’t, Nurse.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“You have done nothing intimate yet?”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Only a couple of times with an older girl last year. She passed out last year, but we didn’t go all the way. It happened a couple of times in the hostel’s bathroom when we were alone together.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Dear, if you want me to help you, you must be truthful. Give me all the details. I promise you, nothing will happen to you or your friend.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“The girl was Rukhmini. You remember her, quite tall, the captain of the girls’ volleyball team. She passed out last year. I had a crush on her and she knew it. But I never said anything. Then last April, we happened to be alone in the hostel’s bathroom, both of us drying off after a shower, and she came over to me and smiled. I melted with happiness.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Rukhmini took my towel away and let hers slip to the ground. She pulled me to her and pressed her body against mine. She kissed me deeply. I never felt so wonderful in my life. It was all so fast. We kissed and she fondled my breasts. I felt so happy. As we kissed, she began to touch me intimately, and partially penetrated me.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Nurse asked, “Did she take your virginity.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Laxmi said, “No, no, no! It wasn’t like that at all. I am still a virgin. It was about our feelings for each other.” It happened twice more in the hostel’s bathroom. That was all, three times total.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Nurse asked “Did you have an orgasm, Laxmi?”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“No, I don’t think so. I don’t think I’ve ever had one. But it was wonderful with Rukhmini. I will never forget it.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Nurse smiled sympathetically, “Laxmi, we have made a great deal of progress, but we have only about 10 minutes left in today’s appointment. We will continue this next Friday. I am sure I can help you. There is one thing, however, I am required to do by my profession, after having heard you. I must examine you to determine that you are in fact still a virgin. It will take just 5 minutes and you can go home. Have you started to see a gynecologist yet, dear?”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“No, nurse, I have not been examined there.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Nurse said, “Please come into the other room; take off all your things and lie back on the table, putting your feet in the stirrups. I do this all the time for the older girls in the school. It’s quick and generally painless, though it might hurt a little in your case as you are still a virgin.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Laxmi felt quite embarrassed to strip off her clothes. She had no idea that a heartfelt conversation would turn into an intimate physical exam. But if she wanted Nurse’s help, she would have to get through the exam. She thought that it wasn’t such a big deal; girls did it all the time.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Laxmi lay on the table, quite stiff and nervous. Nurse Shanti smiled a matronly, comforting smile, saying “Now, dear, in order to make this as painless as possible, I will use lubrication to minimize the friction as I insert my index finger to test your virginity. Hopefully, we will be helped by your natural lubrication. Don’t be embarrassed by that at all; it is quite natural and normal for a girl or woman to become more lubricated during a vaginal exam. So just close your eyes and relax, dear.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Laxmi said, “Yes, Nurse, I will do as you say. Thank you, Nurse.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Nurse Marie used her right hand to gently rub Laxmi’s vulva, her exposed virgin slit. Laxmi involuntarily spread her legs a bit wider to give the older woman better access to her pussy. Nurse could feel Laxmi’s pussy lips become engorged with blood, puffy and swollen with desire. Laxmi’s ass was moving around, and she was letting out a whimper, “Oh, oh, yes. Ohhhh.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Nurse said, “Dear, you are doing very well. I will not have to use any lube after all, since you have plenty of your own.” Laxmi couldn’t say anything. She was focusing on the intense pleasure radiating out from her swollen cunt. She didn’t want it to stop.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Nurse slowly inserted her the index finger of her right hand into Laxmi’s gaping hole. The girl moaned deeply, “Oh, oh, oh Nurse….” The girl’s eyes were shut tight and here mouth open. Nurse could feel the barrier. Laxmi was indeed still a virgin.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">“Laxmi, dear, the good news is that you are still a virgin. Your sexual responses are quite normal. I just wanted to eliminate any physical symptoms before we move on next week to your psychological problems. Just lay back while I complete the physical part of the exam. It will be only a few minutes more.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Laxmi could barely gasp out, “Yes, Nurse, thank you, please, yes, do what you need to do.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Nurse’s right hand remained deep inside the girl’s throbbing cunt, while Nurse’s left hand began to knead Laxmi’s right breast, then pinch Laxmi’s erect brown nipples. Laxmi’s body jerked a bit off the table as she let out a low incomprehensible whine. Nurse began pinching alternately the nipples of both breasts, harder and harder, while her right hand pumped the girl’s creaming cunt.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Then suddenly, Laxmi’s legs stiffened, as she gave a wild cry, “Oueeeeeee…….” He legs shot forward, her torso arched up, her mouth gaped open, as her love juice flooded from her convulsing cunt.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Laxmi blacked up for a few seconds, as the pleasure was beyond anything she had ever felt. When she came to, Laxmi gazed deeply in Nurse’s eyes : Laxmi knew that she loved Nurse Shanti. Don’t forget to mail me if you liked the story….</div></div>

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She turned and looked at me and was trying to hold onto something to pull herself up. I gave my other hand to her to balance and stand up. She stood up and I also got out of the car and I was so deeply into the admiration of her beauty I forgot to even apologize because it’s actually my fault opening the door without looking out the</div> <div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"> ORVM and when I realized what I had to do, she regained her balance and senses and was staring at me in anger. I quickly apologized and she said fine sternly and walked away. I went into the placement cell gathered my material and met the required officials to gather the students for the seminar. It wasn’t a large crowd, only 48 pupils as it was their first batch in MBA.</div> <div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"> And I quickly spotted the girl that I met, standing in between the crowd, talking with her friends. The placement director quickly introduced me to the group and gave me the podium. I requested order with the crowd and asked them to take their seats. She sat in the 3rd row right opposite to where I was standing and was adjusting her hair lifting both her arms up. She was wearing a short sleeve blouse and her sweaty armpit with strands of hair edging out of the line of the blouse was in full view.</div> <div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"> I have a weakness for female armpits and this one is all sweaty with big patch of sweat on the blouse and hairy. I lost all senses and forgot all I had prepared. Quickly, gathered my senses back and began with the session. It went well with lots of activities and I never missed a chance to peek at her all along. It was over and everyone was disbursed and as it was the last hour of the college everyone started towards the entrance for the bus stop and there went my angel with her friends to the bus stop.</div> <div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"> I quickly decided to ditch my car and went to the bus stop. 4 buses came and left with a huge crowd and she got in to the 5th one which is as heavily crowded as the other ones and I got in behind her through the other entrance and as she moved towards the middle of the bus from front I moved in from the back and we met each other at a point and I saw her and said sorry again with a smiling face. This time she smiled and said its ok sir, no problem, what happened to your car?</div> <div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"> I said it had a flat tire, maybe because of her curse, with a wicked smile. She also shared the smile and said so sad, anyway my name is and at that moment stretched her right hand which was near me to grab the handle on the bus and the sweet aroma of her underarm sweat hit my nose and I fell so in love with that that I missed her name. Too embarrassed to ask her name again I said my name is Krishna and asked her where she was staying.</div> <div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"> She was not looking at me when speaking to my advantage and I utilized that time by feasting on her now open sweaty armpits which was right in front of my eyes. The aroma was intoxicating me. Friends believe me no perfume is as powerful as that of the natural sweat odor. And we men have a natural affinity towards the musky smell of the female sweat and so do the women. It was a hot day and the bus was heavily crowded which made me and her sweat more.</div> <div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"> There were beads of sweat on her forehead and lower chin and more sweat was trickling down her neck. I couldn’t stand the sexual urge building in me and she could notice my hard-on on my pants. Finally her stop arrived and she started toward the exit. I too hurriedly raced behind her and got down with her. We said bye to each other and parted and right when I was turning to leave she asked for my phone number and I thanked god for that and gave her my number.</div> <div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"> The first thing I did after I reached home was to shag myself to death and I came so hard thinking about her sweaty figure that I passed out in the bathroom for a couple of moments. I was praying god for her to text me and it didn’t happen for a week and I started to forget about it and get into my regular life. And the SMS came on the blessed Saturday with just a “hi, busy?</div> <div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"> I naturally asked who it was and she said her name and naturally I didn’t recognize her name because I missed it when she said that to me in bus. Then she said that we met in bus after the seminar and I started chatting. After 4 long hours of continuous chatting she asked me if she can ask me something. I appreciated my luck and said of course she can. She asked me why I wasn’t paying any attention to her talks the other day on the bus.</div> <div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"> I said I was paying full attention. To my surprise she asked “to what”. I said of course, your talks. She said I don’t think so. You were very busy heavily inhaling air from my side like you were enjoying the fragrance of a flower. Caught red handed, I had to admit and I told her that I enjoyed her smell. She sent an exclamation smiley back. I asked her what that meant. She said she can realize that I’m teasing her and that she was stinking that day with excessive sweat.</div> <div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"> I said I loved that smell and would do anything to smell that again. She didn’t believe and was saying im teasing her again. I sent an mms with 2 two hands posing like promising and added the words I swear I would love to do anything for that aroma. She sent a blushing smiley. Then I asked her if I could ask her something. She said of course.</div> <div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"> I asked her what she was planning to wear tomorrow and she said a short tops with jeans as it was a Sunday. Then asked her if she was planning to go anywhere in the morning tomorrow and she said she is going shopping with her friend. I thanked my luck and asked her if I can meet her tomorrow at the mall where she is planning her shopping. She said yes and asked what I wanted. I said I will tell her tomorrow if she promises not to refuse my request. I swore I wouldn’t ask to even touch her. She said ok.</div> <div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"> The next day at 3 in the afternoon I met her at the mall after all her shopping was over and she split from her friend saying she would meet her at the hostel in the evening. Just as I expected she was drenched in sweat and there was a huge patch in her underarm. I asked her to come with me to one of the garment shops, picked up a top for her and asked her to try it on. While entering the trial room I told her that I would be in the adjacent trial room and after removing</div> <div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"> The top she was wearing she has to pass it on to me in the next room. She became shy and said no. I reminded her of her promise. She shyly accepted and we both went in after 2 mins she threw me her worn out top. It had a wet feel all over and particularly wet in the underarms and neck. Oh my! I stuck it up my nose like a mad dog and started inhaling the beautiful aroma of her femininity.</div> <div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"> I kissed the wet patch for more than 5 mins and tried to lick it from the inside of the top, when she called me out with a low voice and asked for her top back. I said she can wear the one that I just bought for her and I would take this one with me as her remembrance. She said that she can’t accept any gift from me at this time and said she will pay for the new one herself. I said if she wants to pay for that she has to let me smell her again without any top. She said impossible.</div> <div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"> I said then I will pay for it and she can have it. She said no. After some 10 mins of low voice argument, she said ok for me smelling her personally and asked me to come inside her changing room, with another top. I was jumping in joy, quickly grabbed another top as if to give her to try on and entered her room. She was in the new top and it was a sleeveless one. I asked her to start. She closed her eyes in shyness and raised her right arm.</div> <div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"> I said no, you have to get that top off. She said no, all you wanted is to smell me right, this is sleeveless anyway, you can do it. I didn’t want to force her again and ruin the fun. She raised her right arm, it was trickling with sweat and long hairs. I went near her armpit and took a deep breathe inhaling all the musky odor of her feminine sweat and when I exhaled, my breath hit her armpit and she opened her mouth in unison and said ahhh.</div> <div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"> I couldn’t control it anymore I opened my mouth and started licking the sweat drooling from her armpit, slowly. She jerked. I then moved up to her hairy pits and kissed it like a mad man licking and eating all the dirty sweat from her hairy pit. She opened her mouth wide to moan, I gave my middle finger in her mouth so such so that she would stop moaning and she did that as if she was trained to do so. I caught her by the hip and raised her both arms and started feasting on</div> <div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"> Her pits like a hungry dog licking and eating its food and she started sucking and biting my finger with more vigour. When I could sense that she was in high ecstasy, I touched her waist on the front and moved down to her pussy area over her pant and while sucking her vigourously, I started to insert my hand inside her pant and she didn’t object, just as I thought. I was overjoyed and my hand went straight to her pussy inside her panties which was soaking wet. </div> </div>

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