Bhabi in Action

Bhabhi in Action

Main jab matric main tha tu mera sath mera ek class fellow tha jis k naam ehsan tha wo boy sirf name k he tha he is just like grls i means faishoned, sensitive and sexy also but like grls. Pehla tu main uc ki gand lena k socha karta tha wo class main sirf mera he frnd tha or main usa baqi larkon sa bacha k rakhta tha pr humhare dosti achi ho gaye or humhara family term tak dosti bhar gaye or main aisa sochna band kar diya. Uc k ghar main 3 behain or 2 bahi tha baqi 2 sisters ki shadi ho chuki thi. 
               Wasa tu main uc ki 3 sister ki fucking ki hai pr yeh story uc princess ki hai jesa main bhabi kehta hon or wo ehsan k bara bahi ki bivi hai. Matric k baad main perhna k liya lahore chala gaya jis sa humhare dosti b kam ho gaye ehsan na apna business soro kar liya. Bit karna k baad jab main wapas aya tu ehsan sa mila pr phir humhare dosti mian wo baat nahe rahe jo pehla thi howa yun k main free tha tu main ek private school main admin ki job kar li wahan pa bhabi apni 2 betion ko admit karwana aa gaye. Main heran hoya k jab main idher tha tab tu 1 b bacha nahe tha or ab 2. Khair muja wo jante tu pehla he thin main un k admission kiya wo 2 perhna main theek han nursery ki student han abhe b. Admission k thora din baad he ehsan na muja call ki or kaha k main us ki batajhion ko tution perhaon main b sham ko free hota tha tu socha k achi pocket money he sahi so mian b haan kar de or jana soro kar diya. Pehla month tu normal he ghuzar gaya pr phir muja aisa feel hona laga jasa bhabi bahi sa satisfied nahe han kyun k bahi bohat laraka kisem k boy tha. Frakness tu pehla he thi bhahi na b muja batana soro kar diya k bahi acha salooq nahe karta.

        Abhe tak mera mind main bhabi k bara koi erotic thoughts nahe thi howa aisa k ek din main gaya tution perhana tu bhabi na darwaza khola or wo mera aga aga chal paren ta k room k darwaza khol dan unhon na dupata liya hoya tha pr pecha sa un ki kameez shalwar main phansi hoye thi or un ki gand ubhari hoye thi bas main tu dekhta he reh gaya or tab he sa mera mind badl gaya main tution jata raha fir ek din bahi labtop la k aya tu muja kehta k ic ke window kar dena main kaha theek hai main window ki tu bhabi kehten k muja computer seekha diya karo main tu pehla he aisa chahta tha main bagair socha haan kar de. Phir mian bachion ko perhana k baad bhabi ko computer seekhata or moqa milta he un k boobs pa bazo lagata retha un k hath pakar k mouse chalana seekhata. Ek din mian gaya tu bhabi k lips pa chot lage thi mian pocha tu unhon na kaha kuch nahe main zayda insist kiya tu unhon na bataya k bahi na mara hai main un k pass beth gaya or batian karna laga wo mera pass he chair pa bethi thin mian un k hath pakr k un ko hosla diya un ki ankhon main ajeed c chemak thi mian jasa he un k hath pakra mera andar current sa dor gaya main un k hath pakr k apni tangon k upar rakh kr unhain hosla dena laga wo roo rahi thin muja bohat maza aa raha tha un ko aisa dekhna kareeb sa kyun k un k gala kafi khula tha or un k boobs nazar aa raha tha thora thora. Main un sa batain he kar raha tha tu unhon sa hath aga kiya or mera cock k kareeb rakh diya main samjh nahe saka phir un ki fingers mera cock pa touch hona lage tu ek dam sa cock danda ban gaya. Mera cock k size 6 inch hai or 2.5 width hai. Jab ek dam sa cock action main aya tu bhabi na b uper monh kar k dekha or hans pari kehte "naught kahen k" main kaha "kiya howa" tu boli "bohat bara hatyar la k phirta ho tumhain pata nahe atna khatarnaak or bara hatyar la k phirna mana hai" yeh keh k wo hans pare or main b hans para main foran kaha "bhabi koi jaga he nahe jahan ica sakoon sa rakh sakon bagair kase dar k" tu wo foran uthe or apni dono betion ko neighbour bejh diya or aa gayen "tu jaga chaha mera devar ko" main hans para tu foran unhon na pent k uper sa he cock ko pakra "aray wah yeh tu tumhara bahi sa b bara hai" main kaha "hatyar aisa he hota han bahi k shyaad 2two ho gaya" wo hans pare or kehte nahe 2two sa tu bara hai. "acha dekhao muja main b dekhon kia la k phirta ho" main abhi seedha he ho raha tha k bhabi tangon pa beth gaye or zip khol k cock ko pakr liya. Main french karna k liya aga hoya tu kehten "yeh kaam karna k liya bohat time para hai pehla muja taste karna do" main kuch keh na saka or unhon sa mera cock apna monh main la liya or aisa sucking karna lage jase koi bhoki bachi dodh peti hoye nipple ko chosti hai. "hmmmm.... Good its salty mr. Come here on bed" unhon na kaha main uthna laga tu kehten "lun ko aisa he mera monh main rehna do or aram sa uth k bed pa chalta han main ic rod ko ek mint k liya b monh sa nahe nikalana chahte" main b hans para or heran b hoya k yeh bhabi he han...
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My Rani Bhabhi

My Rani Bhabhi

Hi everyone. I am Raj. This is my first story. But this is not a story, a true sexual incident that happened to me. Believe me. Ok without wasting your time I jumped to the story, One day my parents had to leave Mumbai to Vapi in connection with the sad demise of a relative. My brother had gone to Delhi and said he will return within few days. Bhabhi and I were staying in Mumbai in one of the North Mumbai luxury flats in the 9th floor. I was in the commerce college and had to my class’s everyday in the morning, but was free by evening.
         I had lot of assignments to do with the help of computers. Since I had no computer of mine own I was using the one of my brother which was kept in their bedroom. But sitting in the bedroom of Bhabi I did not take any untoward liberties, just so my work and get out as soon as possible. My Bhabhi, Rani, very beautiful, a good figure, was very shy and was keeping distance from.
        I too did not thrust myself on her. I was busy studying and when I was free I will go downstairs and gossip with my friends. Latest cricket match or the movie will be the subject. I was very much bored. When I come back to the flat, I will sit in the drawing room and watch TV. Bhabi had their own 14" TV in her bedroom and she did not come out to join the family for watching the TV.

      It was three bedrooms flat with a spacious drawing room and all the rooms had balcony and it was fun to watch the city from the balcony. My Bhayya and Bhabi were newly married and they had their own plans to enjoy life. That day was unusually hot and clouds were gathering in the western sky and the wind was also very strong and severe.

     I closed the balcony door for fear of the rain water entering the room and drenching the carpet. Bhabi with her head covered with her pallav came and asked me to have the supper. I said ok and came to the dining table. I asked Bhabiji why don’t you also come and have supper so that that work will be completed.

    She said in a low tone that she has to serve me food and after my completing my food she will take. What Bhabi, No. Doesn’t give me so much importance. Please come and sit with me and we both will take food. She looked at me and smiled and came to take food. She was keeping her head always bowed and when I put questions she answered in mono syllables.

     I did not want to embarrass her on the first instance. If you need any help from me please don’t hesitate to tell me I said. She said no, no, Devarji, please go and study, I will take care of the other work. It was raining heavily outside. Poor Bhabiji forgot to bolt her door and windows and water entered her floor and lot of water was accumulated.

     She called me and asked me to help her to close the doors and windows since the wind power to great that she could not do it herself. I went in my shorts and vest and both of us became totally drenched. Somehow I managed to close three windows opening westwards and the balcony door. But there was lot of water on the floor which had to be mopped and drained.

     We could not keep quite till next day morning when the servants will come. Bhabi brought a bucket and a mop and started to mop the water. I told her to stop and with the floor cleaner I made the water drain into the balcony and very little water was left to mop. Bhabi was totally wet and so was I.

My shorts was sticking to my thighs and my cock was imprinted in my brief that its shape was clearly visible. Bhabi was looking in the sly at my cock. Same was her condition, her saree was sticking to her thighs and her boobs were clearly seen on her blouse. There was some movement inside my brief and I was afraid my cock will wake and cause me embarrassment.

Bhabi was keeping staring at my cock and I looked busy mopping the water. She also came squatting on the floor mopping and squeezing the water into the bucket. She tucked her saree up and I could see her naked knee and some portions of her creamy thighs also. When I sat on the floor squatting my cock was standing like a gun. She looked at and was laughing.

      I looked at her and asked her what the matter is. We move all along the floor and came near each other. Bhabi was looking at my gun and her hand was coming closer to me with the mop. As if by accident, she lifted the mop and touched my cock with the back of her hand. I turned and stretched my hand and touched be boob. We both laughed and took as a joke.

       But we both knew that this is not a joke. Suddenly Bhabi left hand stretched and caught hold my cock when her right hand was mopping. I took my free left hand and squeezed her boobs. We both looked each other in the eyes. We left the mop and the bucket on the floor and she pushed me into my room.

      I slowly undressed her, starting with the saree and then the blouse, while she was pulling the strings of my shorts and brought down. She pulled down my brief and there stood my cock fully erect in its full form. I removed her blouse, petticoat and there she was standing in her panty and bra with her left hand across the chest as if to protect it, while her right hand was on my cock.

     I took a towel which was in the easy reach and wiped her of all the water and then pushed her into my bed. Bhabi was a real hot stuff. She was pulling at my cock and places it in her pussy. I said wait. We have to do lot of other things before I put my cock inside You. I asked her why you are so much in a hurry, don’t you get adequate sex from my brother.

     She said your brother is always thinking of business and business and even while having sex with his wife his mind is not in making his wife happy. I don’t enjoy sex when your brother is busy thinking of next day's tour etc. I said don’t worry, we will enjoy today. Tell me what you want. She said just lick me and eat me. OK. I took her nipples in my mouth sucked it softly and licked it and again sucked it hard. My Rani Bhabi was hooting and cooing and was crying. I got afraid. I asked her what the matter is. Oh, please don’t stop, continue, she said. I kissed her on her abdomen and then in the lower abdomen and to her cunt.
There were small stubs of golden hair, but her cunt was flowing with cunt water. I just licked her cunt lips and probed my tongue in the crevice. She kept her knees wide open lifted her hips to help me reach her cunt. I took control of her clitoris and licked it with my tongue. Bhabi was delirious. She placed her hands on my head and pressed my face down into her cunt.

       I was afraid that I may choke. But I gave her a nice sucking of her clit. Rani clenched her feet around me and kept her cunt lips open with her fingers and asked me to fuck with my tongue. Though I was not an expert on these things and my experience was almost nil, but she gave me guidance as to what to do from the way her muscles tensed, I knew she is undergoing an orgasm.

    But her orgasm did not come down. It kept her the top of the cliff for some time and Bhabi was at the best of her enjoyment. The time was just 10.30 pm. We got up and bolted all the doors and windows and switched off all the lights and moved around the house in total nakedness. It was a pleasure to watch her moving totally naked. With the frontal protrusion of her boobs and real protrusion of her ass was symmetrical and she was with a leaking cunt came running to me to take my cock in her mouth. She pushed me into my bed and sat near me to give me a nice blow job. She did it expertly with her tongue rolling around in her mouth. I shot my cum into her mouth and had my first orgasm. She knew it was coming and kept on waiting for it. The shot was full of her mouth and she gulped the whole thing with pleasure. We got up cleaned ourselves and sat for a talk. It was 11 pm. She told me that it was the first time she had so much of sex in one go. My brother had a similar tool and he sometimes fucked her to her full satisfaction.

       But he is not in the habit of wasting time in the fore play. He wanted to poke his tool and finish it off soon. Most of the times she would have just getting ready but by that time he would have finished and filled her cunt with semen. She kissed me in gratitude and asked me to give her similar pleasure more often. I said ok. I told her that to please my Bhabi I am ready to do anything.
Her body which was fully nude was a feast to the eyes. Her boobs were perfect and her naval was flat and her cunt was neatly done and there was no hair at all. Her thighs were ivory colored and just looking at her my cock was rising. She saw it and asked why not we have a leisurely fuck. She thrust her nipple in my mouth and asked me suck and lick it.

I opened my mouth to take the nipples, but said wait, went to the kitchen and brought a small plate full of honey. She smeared it all over her boobs and asked me to suck. While her hands were busy soaking my cock in the honey. I took more time to suck her nipples and it was really sweet. She then bent low and took my cock in her mouth and began sucking.

Her lips and tongue made my tool very stiff. Making me to lie flat on my back and she climbed on me and inserted my cock in her cunt. Keeping her hands on my shoulders she began to move forward and backwards making my cock to travel all over her cunt and clit and go deep inside. I kept my hands on her magnificent boobs and began squeezing them.

She opened her mouth and was breathing heavily. Her face was taking different shapes to indicate the depth of her pleasure. She was really crazy of sex and how she could control her selves for all these days was a wonder. She may be hardly 22 or 23 and her face was very charming.

She rotated her hip to make my cock travel through all the hidden folds in her cunt and make her pleasure increase many fold. We both were experimenting with sex. Suddenly her face became tense and muscles stiffened and she was getting a big orgasm. Poor thing it was the first time for her and for me too. Finally she collapsed on my chest.

        I too had my orgasm and shot my cum into her cunt. We both got up, washed out selves up and came back to the bed. To walk around the flat naked was a great pleasure. There was no neighbor to watch, none to listen to our talk. We shouted all our sex words loudly.
She became hot and asked me to lick her clit. We started all over. I licked her clit which was already swollen. Bhabi was pressing my head down we both were like two crazy people sex starved for a long time and suddenly let loose in a flat.

      We fucked and fucked the whole night. But Bhabi was clever to remove all dirty clothes and put them for washing. We slept nude hugging each other and promising to take the next opportunity for further sex. I had great sex with her for quite a long time until she got pregnant. Even during pregnancy I was fucking her in the sly till she went for delivery to her own house and came with a beautiful male child.
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My Sexy Mami

Hi, I am rahul panchal from Haryana and I would like to share my experience with all of u out there. This happened during the rainy season. I had to stay at my mami's house as my parents had to go to their native place to attend a religious ceremony. I was going to stay for 2 days at my mami's home. I could still remember it was raining quiet heavily that day and my mami had gone to a grocery shop to buy some household things...She had 2 children, one 5 yrs and other 9 yrs. They had been to school. Mami's husband works for a m.n.c at an executive level and he most of the time stayed abroad. I thought this was my chance to check out if my mami had any porn stuff. I first checked on the computer but in vain. Then I decided to check the main cupboard, there I couldn't find any adult magazines. It was surprising that how could she live for months without her husband. Then suddenly I decided to look at the top of the cupboard and guess what at last I found them. There were at least half a dozen of them. I watched them for about 15 - 20 minutes and then suddenly the doorbell rang. I opened the door and watched my sexy mami, who was wearing cream coloured sari which was almost wet by the rain water that was heavily roaring that day. I couldn't help noticing her sexy boobs which were wet and I could see her black bra very clearly. She was a sexy lady with 36-27-36 figure, with fair complexion and smooth skin. She has good shaped up boobs and I couldn't help staring at them. Even though she noticed it, she ignored it. My cock was getting tight and couldn't hold on. Then we had our lunch and the day passed.

Now came most memorable night of my life. We had our dinner and after sometime the children went to sleep. It was around about 11 p.m. My mami finished her house hold work and came and sat on the other end of the sofa. I was watching an English movie, when suddenly a love making scene flashed on the screen with total nudity. I was a bit embraced and immediately changed the channel. But to my surprise, mami asked me to keep the movie that had the scene. I was stunned and didn't know what to do. Then with bit courage, I changed it to the movie. We watched the scene and were sweating like hell and couldn't move myself. Then the scene was over. Mami moved closer to me and gave a naughty look. I understood that this was my opportunity. To my surprise she asked me whether I had read the adult magazines. I was taken aback. I didn't know what to say. Then she said “u was reading those magazines, weren't u. Well, u must be wondering how I came know about this? As I was cleaning the top of the cupboard, I noticed that the magazines have been moved by somebody. I knew it could be none other than u." I was totally surprised at this observation of my mami. Now she was getting horny and I could feel the heat of her body. She was giving me nasty looks.


She lifted her hand to my face and drew the outline of my mouth. I seized her little fingers with my lips and eagerly kissed and sucked them. With her free hand she began to draw little circles around my neck. Even through the material of my tee-shirt the sensation was delightful! I reached for her chin and pulled her to me. This time she didn't move away, but brought her face to mine with softly parted lips. I traced her lips with my tongue, and then gently explored her mouth. Then her tongue found its way into my mouth. I sucked it ever so gently, and she moaned softly. My left hand played with her soft, long hair and with her ears, and stroked her back, and eventually found its way to her right breast.

She took my hand in hers and pressed it firmly under her shirt. I can't describe the texture of her skin - the most incredibly delightful feeling. I gently cupped the object of my attention in my hand, kneading it, then squeezed and stroked the jewel that crowned it. While I was busy with that, her left hand pulled my tee-shirt up under my arms and were stroking my chest and back bringing me goose-flesh and chills. When finally we parted from the long kiss, we were both pumping air like just-surfaced divers.

I made to pull my tee-shirt off, but she cried, "Wait! Let me," so I stopped. Ever so slowly and gently, she pulled it off my arms and over my head, in the process planting wet kisses on my chest and neck. She smiled that smile of hers, and I knew it was an invitation. So with equal slowness I undid the remaining buttons of her shirt, and very deliberately exposed her twin delights.

I lightly kissed the tip of each in turn, and then slowly drew the shirt off her shoulders. She put her arms around my neck and drew us together until her breasts were brushing my chest, then slowly drew them back and forth against me while I kissed her neck and ears. Then I kissed my way down her chest to the valley between her perfections, and worked my way up to her now firm nipples. These I gently sucked, licked and pulled with my lips, watching them pucker and strain to grow ever more.

She was moaning softly again. Then she undid my belt buckle, and popped the snap of my jeans. Ever so slowly she pulled down the zipper, her fingers tracing lightly across my confined manhood. I could hardly contain my eagerness, but somehow I equalled her deliberateness in undoing her jeans. Half seated as we were, the garments would not come off, though, so laughing, I got up and removed the remaining clothes from my body, and she hers. The sword of my manhood was standing in full salute to her beauty, standing an arm’s length away, examining me with that frank, open gaze I had first seen that this afternoon.

This time it was I who murmured, "You are beautiful!" "It is very exciting to see how your body likes mine," she breathed, and stepped toward me with her sensuous lips slightly parted, her face lifted for a kiss. I drew her to me, and lightly brushed her lips with mine. The tips of her perfect breasts touched my chest, and my spear was brushing the inside of her thighs. She put her arms around my waist and began to brush my back with the tips of her fingers.

Gradually the pressure of our kiss increased until our bodies were pressed together, and our tongues working feverishly at each other. Her hands grasped my buns and squeezed hard, crushing me against her body. When we parted, we were gasping for air once more, our inner furnaces in flames. I licked and kissed my way down her neck, pausing to nibble her ear. I continued down her chest, and, cupping her delightful breasts in my hands, squeezed them together until I could lick both nipples at once. Then, keeping a hold of those wonderful globes, I kissed my way down to her navel. I thrust my tongue into it, and sucked it gently. She worked her fingers through my hair and shivered lightly. With my face pressed against her belly, I became intensely aware of the extremely erotic personal perfume of her arousal. It was intoxicating, and my fires rose to a fever pitch.

I kissed my way down the softly rounded mound of her belly toward its source, sliding my hands down her waist and hips and around to the delightfully rounded cheeks behind. I nibbled and kissed at her thighs, her belly, and pulled at the curly fur of her love nest with my lips. So soft! I blew a gentle stream of air at her down, and she shivered once more, humming a low moaning sound almost like a purr. I looked up at her, and the light of the room had turned her skin a golden colour. She looked like a bronze statue of a goddess, perhaps Diana the Huntress, but alive, her chest rising and falling with her excited breaths.

We sank down so that we were kneeling before each other, and we kissed once more, melting together as though we could become one body through our joined mouths. Her exploring fingers found their way to my throbbing stiffness, and her other hand cupped under my balls. She gently played with me, touching, stroking and squeezing, her fingers tracing around the crown, teasing out a "teardrop." This she wiped from its "eye" with her fingertip, then carrying it to her lips, licked it away. Then, holding each other closely, we sank down on the carpet. She continued her playful teasing, while covering my chest and belly with kisses, tickling me with her loose hair falling over me. I turned my attention back to kissing and teasing her belly.

Her back arched and her body pulsed with my attentions. Finally, with a small cry, her hands grasped my head and drew it between her parted thighs. I buried my face in the musk of her, the soft parting folds of her. I explored her with my lips, probed her with my tongue. I found the petals of the rose of her, and drew them into my mouth. I discovered the bud of the rose hiding in its little nest and kissed it, drawing it forth, covering it and circling it with my tongue. Her back arched and writhed, little cries bursting from her mouth. I paused a moment to look at her. Her skin seemed to be glowing, her beauty enriched. Then she drew up and looked in my eyes with that special smile. Would that I was a painter to capture that moment on canvas!

She drew my spear up in her hand then, and with purposeful slowness, placed a kiss on the point of it. She drew her tongue along its length, around the circle of its crown. She lingered to probe its one blind eye with the tip of her tongue, and then I was engulfed. I felt the cool of the evening breeze alternate with the warmth of her mouth. I became her ice cream cone, her toy. Several times I was brought to the brink, but I skilfully avoided my eruption. Despite the warmth of the room I was shivering uncontrollably.

When I thought I could stand no more, she drew away, and lying full length over my body, covering my face with kisses, she whispered, "I want you inside me!" "Oh, yes?" I asked, playfully. "I want you deep in my body," she continued, "I want to be filled with you." As she whispered, almost breathed this last, she moved up over me, straddling me like a horseback rider. Guiding my weapon with her hand, she rubbed it gently against the moist entrance to her tunnel of love.
Each touch brought another gasp from her. I began a gentle tongue-brushing, starting from just behind her rectum, flicking up across the soft flesh, the heated tunnel entrance, and ending with a caress of her erected button.

On each trip, I felt the little ring of her postern opening press out, then drawback, felt the superheated folds of her love tunnel seeming to grab for me, her love-button to press at me. I felt her muscles begin to tighten, and relaxed my rhythm, spending more time, warming her further. I wanted her to crest more slowly and higher than ever before. Slowly she relaxed, but her hips had taken up a motion of their own. Taking their cue, I matched the tempo, pressing into her, sucking at the extended button, the fleshy, frilly labia. I kissed at her rearward opening, its tight little pulsing ring. I gently invaded it with the point of my tongue, my little blade alternately pressing wetly in and being pressed out.

Once again, her muscles began to dance, once again I eased. Her bud pressed outward, I teased gently at it, tracing the root of it with my lips and tongue. Her gasps rose, her hips rotated, pressed up to me. This time I went on. Her belly heaved, her nubbin danced. But I didn't stop. I knew there were further depths. I ground my face into her, sucked at the nest of her bud, stabbed at the little wad, rolling it between my lips. Her ecstasy rose ever higher. I knew she had cum, but I went on. "Ohh. Ohh. Oh please stop. No, don't stop. Ohh. Oh." She babbled. My tongue and lips worked almost by themselves. I became intoxicated, lost in the heady ecstasy I was inducing, lost in the taste of her. My mouth locked over her entire organ, sucking it.

My tongue became a fiery blade, circling within her body. I pounded my tongue into her, though my jaws ached, and the base of my tongue stretched painfully. Her babbling became incoherent, little cries Interspersed with animal growls. Her hips bucked violently against me. Her feet came up and her heels began to pound at my shoulders. I continued to gnaw at her. Her fingers wound into my hair and pressed my face into her. My aching hard spear was throbbing tumultuously. My blood roared in my ears, my body was trembling. I pursed my lips around her love button, sucked it, licking it, drawing the flat of my tongue across its head.

I inserted a drenched, soaking finger into the soft puckered ring of her rear opening. Her voice broke into sobbing gasps, the violence of her hip motions peaked, her sphincters clamped hard. I almost came myself. Her motions began to subside, and I sensed it was enough. I eased my aching tongue, and gently kissed at her. I looked up at her face. Even in the moonlight I could see how flushed she was. Gently I let her hips down onto the carpet, slid down beside her, and stroked her sweat-drenched belly with my fingertips.

I kissed her cheek. "Ohhh." she sighed. It went on for so long. It seemed it would never end. I didn't want it to end. I almost couldn't stand it, but I didn't want it to stop." She put her arms around my neck and drew me to a long, long kiss. Her body was still trembling. She smiled, ran her fingers through my hair, and placed wet kisses on my lips. "Mmmm. That was good," she breathed into my neck. She reached over me, her rose-tipped cones brushing my chest, and took up the wine.


Pressing her lips to mine, she filled my mouth. I brushed her back and sides with my fingertips. She took a crisp in her lips and came closer to my mouth and said "This is the best way to take food," she said. "Lovers should never have a meal any other way!" She took another piece of crisp, and again offered it. I took it the same way, and gave half back. She bent and licked up the crumbs from my chest, lingering at my nipples. She ran her hands up and down my chest, pressing gently here and there. I wondered if the Roman emperors had been ministered to as well. We ate quietly for a while, savouring each other as well as the food.


After a while, she lay down, cradling her face on her arms. How beautiful she was, I marvelled again! The curve of her back, narrowing to her small waist, broadening to her smooth hips, the firm globes of her cheeks like rounded hills. Her slim but well-muscled legs, so shapely. Even lying still there was a fluid grace about her. I rose, and squatting over her legs, began to massage her shoulders and back. I kneeled at the muscles, finding and easing the little knots. "Ohh. That feels good." she murmured. "For me, too," I answered, for it did. The feel of her skin, the texture of the flesh beneath, was a sensuous delight in my hands.
I worked the muscles across her shoulders, then down along her spine.

A little side trip to the muscles above her hip bones, and then back down over the kidneys to where the twin hollows of her dimples lay. I trailed my fingers back up her spine to her neck, massaging the muscles, and then worked back down. Next, I turned my attentions to the muscles of her thighs, kneading them alternately, and working down to the calves. I turned around and massaged her feet, gently kneading their bones, rotating the ankle joint, easing the tensions in her toes. When I finished, on impulse, I sucked her big toe into my mouth. When I woke, the sun was well up the morning sky.
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