(continued from the previous part)
My hands grip her throat and I madly engulf her lips in mine. She submits herself completely in me.
I hold her in my arms and find her out of breath. We unlock ourselves and take a moment's break.
We stare deeply at each other. Is it just like the old times? We have already broken uncountable boundaries and are about to cross more forbidden paths. Paths which are beckoning us recklessly in an unbridled and delicious physical journey, and we are answering those irresistible calls frantically, pushing beyond our limits. Way beyond.
Mini's eyes are burning in a lustful passion. I too find myself getting overcome by such an intense heatwave of desires that I am not able to stop myself. Mini is welcoming me wholeheartedly and I desperately take the plunge.
I hug her tightly and bite on the side of her neck. She does not expect this sudden brush of teeth and grips me harder. I lick the wound portion, moving my tongue slowly over it, till I reach her earlobe. A playful probe into it causes her to whimper aloud...
She is grasping me tightly and tries to take a sort of lying position with me, as she is struggling to stand any longer.
Maybe she is all wet down there.
The thought is such an exciting turn-on...
I lift the loose end of her sari draped over her shoulder and bring it down. One glance at her blouse reveals how the palpable excitement is forcing her nipples to push through her bra. She peeks at me coyly, blushing like a newly wed bride, while I scan my eyes down from her distracting cleavage, slowly along her entire body.
She possesses shapely curves at all the right places, and I am unable to control myself in consuming her entire figure. Inch by inch.
Drawing the sari out of her petticoat, I take her hand and make lie her down on their bed.
Darkness is swiftly settling in now, but I can still figure out the the glistening sweat beads on her forehead and around her buxom cleavage.
She extends her hand and switches on a soothingly mild nightlamp, which helps create a more ideal ambience to make love. I nod in appreciation.
I climb on top of her, and again start kissing her deeply. I almost deliberately pin her hands down on both sides, and drown her in ample liplocks, indulging in non-stop tongue plays and thereby leaving her lips more swollen than ever before.
"I missed this so much..." she whispers.
"Me too"... I murmur back. She looks so beautiful, her lips slightly parted, a bit of saliva at the edges, her willing body ready to take on so much more.
I sit up a little straight, and she starts unhooking her blouse. I also find my now hardened nipples poking out beneath my dress, along with a certain wetness around my underwear.
We both get her out of her blouse. She lies down, covering her breasts under her bra.
I have seen them before, and loved them passionately. That is, before her marriage. They have grown much more fuller, and are almost spilling out from the bra.
"I want to see..."I whisper her into her ears, while sucking her earlobe.
"I am feeling so shy... also so hot..." she answers breathlessly.
"let me suck them..."
She gets turned on by such a wild invitation, and slightly tilts on one side. I waste no time to open the bra clasp and her smooth back becomes completely naked.
I free her arms from the bra, and let it fall on the floor.
With a heightened sense of anticipation, she looks up at me while I admire the firmness of her mounds, the deep gorge between them and the tight round nipples. Her eyes seem to beg me to take the plump tits by my teeth, pull them hard, and suckle them greedily.
I draw my head down, close my eyes and start licking on her left nipple. She clutches the bedsheet sharply, as if an electric sensation shoots through and penetrates her. My tongue drips wet and leaves a trail of saliva around the brown nipple. In a circular motion, I play with my wet tongue over it. Then using just the end of my tongue, I brush the tip of her nipple.
At the same time, I let my right hand pinch her right nipple, making her insanely aroused. The tip goes abnormally pointy and I move my index finger around it, naughtily and playfully, over and over it. She goes completely berserk when I simultaneously suck her whole left breast inside my mouth while also torturing her right one.
I am simply loving the way her body is responding to my touches and caresses.
"Aah..." She moans dreadfully with her eyes rolling, yet she herself is manoeuvring my head in licking and lapping up the saliva on her breasts. I dig my mouth inside her cleavage, cupping her tits in my both hands. My still famished tongue simply ravages her cleavage. She loves this so much, she gets up a little and thrusts her breasts into my mouth, one at a time, to wash my tongue and lips all over again upon each of them.
She now lies down helplessly, panting in a wanton manner, putting her tongue out, which I accept gleefully and inflame her in another round of French kissing, while twisting and rubbing her erect nipples.
She is writhing in unrestrained fervor, and sweating profusely. I lift up my head and pull of my saleswoman T-shirt. My nipples are also trying to break free from the shackles of my bra, and get the magical feel of nipple-to-nipple touch.
After another raunchy smooch, I continue my downward movement along her curvy body.
I reach the strings of her petticoat. She ties it quite a bit upwards on her belly, and I presume she does not encourage a lot of display of her waist to the public. At least, more than what is necessary. I suddenly recall how sensitive her navel area is, she reaches the verge of an orgasm simply by a gentle prodding into her bellybutton. It is a major erogenous zone for her.
Still I can feel the outlines of her curvy waist by unfastening the petticoat strings and lowering it down to her pantyline.
"Uff...aah...ummmm... she bites her lips in sexual agony as the cool breeze suddenly hits her open navel, while I relish the sultry view of her smooth and curvy belly.
