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Prelude:
Joshna, a 19 year old college student had a crush for an Entrepreneur Dev, who was 48 years old. Joshna's mother Jyoti was a widow had a heart attack and was hospitalised. Dev came for the rescue. Joshna was obliged beyond expectation. Dev being a 'Hair Fetish' person, indulged in enjoying Joshna's dark and dense armpit hair by touching, feeling, smelling, lapping and licking her irresistible long, wavy and un-cut armpit hair...
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CHAPTER: 8 -- The First Night Together
The night set up as usual. I (Dev Das) gave a call to my 'Shop Manager' as well as the 'Floor Managers' to get some decent dinner from the most popular Chinese outlet in the city.
We had changed into more comfortable night attire. I was wearing a plain broken-white Lenin (Khadi) Kurta-Paijama and Joshna was into a satin Pista-Green coloured full length nightie with front open and deep --'V'-- Shaped neck. There were three big wooden buttons on top up to her waist, followed by a thick-black belt as a separator, then again three more buttons more as show-pieces than anything else.
I bought this nightie for Joshna as one of my long cherished dreams. Because, somehow I was anticipating to see Joshna in a particular attire (design as well as colour) in the particular time of the day! Thus, post bath -- I got her a baby-pink full-length frock and post dinner a Pista-Green nightie. I had my own sense of sensibility as far as her dress sense was concerned.
Dinner was more of a sober affair. Once finished, she switched on the TV with zero volume to watch some daily flicks, where as I started with my small office works of talking, replying and instructing. After sometime I had glanced over to Joshna. She was lying into a more comfortable position in her bed and watching TV. She turned her face towards me and as she saw I was looking at her, she giggled and turned away her face.
Some more time had gone. I looked at her again. This time her eyes were closed and her sweet face was radiating a different glow. I saw some movement under her bed spread. I looked in more deeply. Joshna was slowly playing with herself. I could indirectly see her right hand was in-between her slender legs and was playing around her crotch area. Whereas, her left hand was pressing her own soft boobs. In a way she was digitally stimulating herself to a new height... Oblivious to the surroundings... Recollecting the morning encounter...
In a way to divert her attention, I cleared my throat. She came back to earth and looked at me with a dreamy expression in her expressive eyes. As she was caught in the act; she felt shy and in an instant reaction bite her lips with a vivid reaction. I directed her with my eyes to continue and there was no harm and feeling shy as to what she was doing.
Then I slowly began to lower the bed sheet from my body, inch by inch revealing my naked chest to her. It was purely a reaction to her action. Joshna's mouth opened instinctively at the realisation of what I was doing, and a loud moan escaped her lips as the bed sheet passed my stomach and started to move down to my crotch. She was transfixed looking at my hairy and muscular torso. Not daring to blink, Joshna stared at her sleeping mother on the right side and then gradually turning her face towards me.
I was still on my back and was looking at her the whole time, slowly revealing my muscular physique to her as she was slowly finger fucking herself looking at my half naked body! The thought alone of seeing my magnificent shaft could have made her almost to cum instantly. But that was nothing compared to what I had planned and kept in stock for her! Just as the bed sheet crept to my crotch I stopped.
That caused Joshna to move her eyes back up to my face. She stared at me for a moment before I mouthed words hotter than any time before, "Do you want to see more of me?" I silently whispered. My words inaudible but meaning clear through the movement of my lips. Lip telepathy as it was called by veterans of love analysts. Joshna instinctively bit her lower lip with her upper incisors and nodded to me in affirmation. Her body still rocking back and forth very mildly, as she was being slowly finger fucking herself. She looked at me, and let out a smug and slut smile, sending a surge of pleasure to her own small and virgin cunt hole as well as to my roaring a pound and half meaty sausage!