Mumbai
You have come to Mumbai. We decide to meet and go for a long drive to the Borivali National Park. We catch up on small talks about the weather, your journey my work etc. Suddenly we fall silent in the car listening to the music.
Arrival
I am driving the car with eyes riveted on the road. Your eyes however are fixed on me. Best chance to see me closely without me being conscious because I am concentrating on the driving. I glance at you. The shocking pink painted lips. They are so inviting. I notice that a strand of hair is disturbing you, keeps coming on your face. You nudge the head to put it place and run your fingers in your hair.
Strand
Again the strand has come back. Before it can go on your face i stop it with my long fingers. This makes my palm gently touch your chubby cheek. They are so warm. You turn your face sideways to look at me. Your lips brush my palm. I take my palm away because it has the marks of your shocking pink lipstick. And when you're not looking I kiss the very place in my palm where the mark of the lipstick is. For the first time i get the taste of your lips indirectly and the fragrance lingers.
The first feel
We park the car, purchase the entry tickets and we enter the gate of the Forest. You walk-sometimes at a distant sometimes close to me. I am trying to match my steps with yours. I notice the four rings on your hands, on the thumb, the moon stone ring. You try to walk over a stone in the path, a slight imbalance, and you lean sideways on me. The breasts have touched my arm. I want them to stay that way. But you straighten up since it is our first meeting. Now we have come to a hillock. While walking, i ask you about the rings. You show them to me and make small talk about why you wear them. And while showing i catch your hand and keep on holding it.Your soft hand with two rings in the thumb and little finger is secure in my large hand. Also while climbing, due to the stony path, you lean and your bust rubs against my muscular arm. It feels warm. My right arm is buried in your breasts. I can even feel the strap of the inner wear through your dress.
PHOTO SESSION
We reach a stream. You want to wet your feet and play in the water like a child. You take off your shoes and now are standing in the water. I say cheese..and click your photograph- your smiling face.
You arch your body when you pose. This makes your boobs more prominent and they jut out. The stream water is washing your feet. Your hair is swaying in the air. It is carrying your fragrance to me. I go and sit on a rock nearby, with my legs dangling in water. I beckon you. You come near the rock on which I am sitting walking through the stream.
Fish Nibbles
When you reach the rock, just then a fish nibbles at your feet as they are still in water. You jump in surprise. Loose your balance. Swiftly I move like a bullet. Catch you and prevent you from falling. You are now in my arms. Breathing heavily. I hold you close to me. Your breasts are heaving. I look in your eyes. You want to say thank you but there is a better way of saying thanks and before i can even suggest, you seal your lips with mine uttering thank you which gets miffed in the chuckle of our lips.
The 1st. times
My first kiss, it's mushy. The taste of the lipstick, the wet quivering lips. They don't stop. I take the upper lip and nibble at it. Your tongue is probing. I take your tongue in my mouth. Its warm and wet. I suck on it. I can breathe your fragrance now. My hands meanwhile move and come to rest on your breasts. You push your hair back. I help you. Then my hand wanders and comes to caress the breast over your dress. You shiver. Your top is now disarranged, showing you mid-belly. My other hand is out of control. It goes below your dress and touches your inner wear. I can feel the silky bra and the soft skin below the bra. My fingers probe. They dig inside and for the first time come to touch your nipple. It becomes pointed. My index finger and thumb started to rub it. Your kiss has now become deep.
The Nameless perfume
We break the kiss for fresh air. My head comes to rest near your armpit. Its sweating. Wet. But the nameless perfume is overpowering. It makes me horny the mixture of sweat, body odour & perfume. You allow me to snuggle my nose into the armpit. I am on fire now.
I remove your top. The creamy breasts jump in view caged by the silk bra. I go crazy looking at them. Slowly I nibble at your neck, pecking, giving it small love bites..till my tongue comes to the cleavage. It digs in the cleavage. Again the same sweaty aroma. But its the nipple that need attention. I slowly touch them with the tip of my tongue. I roll it round them. They become taut and they grow. I decide to take the nipple and as much breast as possible in my mouth. You press my head. You want me to suckle on them.
You remove my T shirt and run your hands over my chest, my abs. You trace my abs with your fingers. I go to your armpit. I start licking your armpit and you stretch your arm. There is a horny smell mix of fragrance, body sweat, nervousness but its a lovely smell I say!.
The Tongue's magic
