Hey reader! I am DK, a 35-year-old engineer from South Gujarat, writing this with her permission and trying to hone my writing skills. I am 5’11”, with an athletic build, and working out for bulking.
Obviously hiding her name. Call her KC! She is 30 years old, 5’4” tall, with breasts of 36D-30-34, a thick thigh, and brown candy now.
Anyway, detailing the incident or accident. You could say a well-planned, passionate act was overtaken by all the raw emotions and longing for each other. It was fueled by the voices we shared and the pictures we exchanged almost daily.
This was the time when I moved on with my ex and ended the relationship with mutual respect. KC, on the other hand, was very new to these feelings.
We met at my cousin’s wedding. I was busy arranging the stay for the guests. Then she appeared in a simple salwar suit with her hair clipped. At first, I had no interest in her. But she was very nice to me, especially when things were working properly.
I noticed her staring at me many times, and I was like, ‘Very normal.’ Her eyes were very expressive. Whenever we crossed paths, I felt she was searching for me and liked to be with me whenever she got a chance. I had to return to work, so I was about to leave.
There at the exit, I saw her again with my aunt. They bid them goodbye, but her eyes were glued to me. I felt something strange and turned back to see them. She was already looking at me. That was the last image of her. I went back to my place and got busy with my job.
After a few days, her message appeared in my Facebook chat, saying ‘Hi’ and inquiring about my whereabouts. At first, I replied with all the friendly manners. But soon, it was like the teenage nibba-nibbi things. We got into the acts of missing, chatting, watching and asking for daily updates.
In pictures, voice notes, videos, and everything that can bridge the distance between us. She lives in the north, and I live in south Gujarat. By this, I remember the first time I saw her milky shiny, firm and jiggling boobs remotely.
Of course, I asked with the risk of KLPD and the now-or-never instinct. She had those watery eyes on her selfie camera lens. Full of emotions and willing to fulfil my desire to watch her juicy boobs. I was eager to see the skins she had underneath her tee.
Then the heavenly covers of the mouthwatering boobs, with a hint of a pointy tip on each mound. The BRA! Yeah, the piece of clothing which itself is a sex symbol for MEN. I remember the softness of her boobs, half visible and half caged tight inside her D-cup of 34″ bra.
It eventually turned to 36″ now and still counting on. You can imagine how it is from a male’s perspective. Going back to her actions. She put her phone in selfie mode. She adjusted it on her dressing table so I could watch her undo the bra and get a visual feel of her bouncy boobs.
She first waved at me as if we were actually meeting somewhere in person. She then gave me the look of a hottie. She knows how adorable she looks when she does that winking. She slowly removed her tee, showing the milky fair and curvaceous waist and my LOVE HOLE. It is her deep, soft, and tasty navel.
I already got high on her. I tried to keep my wet tongue inside my teeth and shut my mouth for the further shocks of life a man craves. The boobs still inside the pink bra were struggling to come out and ogling me for help hehehe. Wish I was there to help those juicy tasty boobs go free and eat them.
She then teasingly cupped her boobs in the bra and jiggling them to raise my blood pressure. She then opened the hook at her back with a single hand and cupped her assets with the other hand. As the hook opened, I, too, felt the loosening of the bra.
Now she covered those melons with both her hands. Imagine the heat of the moment when your desire comes true. Her playfulness added to it. She then, with one hand, removed the bra completely and threw it at me, winking. Again, with both hands, she tried to cover those juicy treats.
However, they were big enough not to be occupied in her tiny palms. Even in my hands, they tend to bounce out, so you can imagine the boobs and the curves she has. The blood rushed into my crotch and made the thing harder and rock solid inside my jeans.
She then released each boob one by one, and with them, my eyeballs also bounced. The Visuals I got were orgasmic to me. Somehow, I managed not to soil my pants. The bouncing boobsin front of my eyes were mesmerising. I couldn’t believe it.
I really then knew what an erection does to MEN. She then kept her hands on her waist, swinging her boobs. She turned left so I could get her side views. I was imagining my hands on them and kissing the pointy, chocolaty tips. She then again turned and gave me her naked back.
Damn, the word sexy on her. The milky, untouched skin on her back was amazing. I was taking my time to adore her bare neck and shoulders, tracing her backbone with my eyes. The soft and chubby waist she had just made me sigh, and my breath was getting heavy.
I was sure she was getting those butterflies in her sexy belly, too. I now have her topless with a 360* view. Those images can’t be washed off my memory ever. The first time I saw the boobs of a lady, and that too of the one I like now.
Any man watching her would skip a heartbeat at the sight of such amazingly sculpted curves. There she is! Dancing in just her satin shorts with the traces of her bouncing bums in the sheer fabric, trying hard to contain all her ass. The boobs, by the way, were breathtakingly amazing.
So perfect sphere bouncing around with the sharp pointy nipples. It is a sign of her horny mood too. Her body language dumbfounded me, n my 6” dick was towering Eiffel. I was so turned on by watching her half-nude figure. My hand went to my dick by itself.
I adjusted within my boxers to hold the shaft and rub a little bit. She then came closer to the camera and bent over to wave, breaking the booby spell too much for a live video. I was like, there in her bedroom, waiting for those sensuous spheres to bounce on my face and to get tasted.
She then sat down to the level of the phone, which was kept on the table. Kissed her palm and waved at me, and I saw her eyes moisten. Pink eyes with so much emotion in her as if she really wanted to get her bosom gripped and squeezed and eaten by me.
Wearing back her bra, I watched her hooking up at the front just below her boobs and then sliding back. Then, cupping them both, she put the shiny straps back on.
Now she put back her tee and then stopped the camera. I returned to the real world and began figuring out what was happening to me. I thought, ‘I don’t know if what I saw was believable.’
I cursed myself for not taking any screenshots to keep and look back on later. However, I was assured by her vibes that I would get lucky soon.
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