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She looked absolutely stunning in her saree: the light pink chiffon was draped around her slender waist up to her shoulders as she twirled around in a floral blouse which accentuated her teenage perky breasts. Every inch of her body looked absolutely smooth and eatable- and I had plans to do just that.
Hey you all, I am Kaira and I am back with another one of my adventures with Natasha. You can read my previous story or click on the under the title.
It had been a few weeks since I had taken Natasha’s virginity that evening but we had met several times since then. She would either drop by at my place or I would go to hers with the excuse of studying. But all we did was spend our time with our lips locked and maybe our hands groping here and there. She was not entirely shy anymore, though she still would blush or get flustered every time my hands slid under her pants or skirt to cup her pussy.
I loved how she was always wet every time my hands touched her panties; she was always turned on by whatever we were doing. Our parents admired and spoke about our newly-found friendship to each other but it was quite evident that they were hardly aware that we were so much more than friends.
One fine morning, I get a text from her to drop by in the afternoon to help her with the outfit she was going to wear for her school farewell. I was more than happy to oblige her by giving in to her request since it just meant I would spend more time in her teenage cunt.
So I come home from the college and change into something comfortable, yet sexy: a navy blue V-neck tee which showed a decent amount of my cleavage, white shorts which highlighted my toned butt and long shapely legs, and just a black bra and thong underneath.
I walk over to her house and ring the doorbell. A few moments later, an excited but flushed Natasha answers the door, wearing just a floral blouse and white panties. Her breasts were almost breaking apart the hooks of her blouse and her slender waist was accentuated with a bubble butt covered with just a thin cotton panty. I gape at her almost bare body and before I know it, she grabs my hand and pulls me in, shutting the door quickly.
“Someone could have seen me”, she exclaims as she stands on her tiptoes to give me a soft kiss on my lips, which were still parted with shock.
I kiss her back, my arms wrapping around her waist and playfully picking her up slightly. She giggles into the kiss and informs me that her mother had to go for a business trip for the weekend, and since her event was in two days, she needed my help to drape the saree.
I nodded, distracted by the ample amount of cleavage I was staring at, with her breasts pushed together against each other in her tight little blouse. She notices that I was ogling at her and punches my arm playfully.
“One-track mind!”, she reprimands me as she holds my hand. She leads me to her bedroom upstairs and shuts the door behind her.
Disappointed, but sure that I was going to get her out of that blouse and panties pretty soon, I get a hold of her saree which lay pretty on the bed.
I help her drape it around her, touching her eagerly wherever I could. She only responded with a laugh, and soon in a few minutes, we had managed to get the saree to sit wonderfully on her shoulders and around her petite frame. She moved around, striking a few poses in front of the tall, life-size mirror in her room.
“How do I look?”, she asks, adjusting her pallu in the mirror as I stand behind her, admiring her in the saree.
“Beautiful”, was all I could whisper as I moved closer. She looked at me in the mirror as I inched closer and blushed when I traced a finger down her bare back (which was artfully exposed by her blouse). “I think that it is only fair that since I helped you drape it”, I say as I place a hand across her waist, “I should be the one to undrape it”, I finish, turning her around swiftly to face me.
She looks down at the floor, smiling. I knew her silence was a ‘yes’, and I slowly trace a finger from her neck to her blouse, immediately pulling down the pallu so it drops from her shoulders. It falls to the ground and she looks up, anticipating my next move.
With a few swift motions, the saree and the petticoat both fall to the ground near her ankles. She bites her lower lip as she looks up at me and I lean down to kiss her. She returns the kiss, eager and sloppy.
I push her against the mirror with my hands grabbing onto her waist. She gasps as the cold surface touches her back and I take this opportunity to push my tongue in her open mouth. She graciously allows it to wander in her mouth and even rolls hers against mine.
My hands, meanwhile, were busy doing their own thing: they moved from her waist to her breasts and squeezed her breasts tightly before unhooking her blouse. I pull it off her and her tits spill out of their cage for my hands to engulf them. I could feel her hands unbuttoning my shorts and I let her, while my fingers pulled on her nipples.
She pushes my shorts down and I kick it off on the floor as her hands move to my ass and hold it sweetly. Her hard nipples were sore from all my pinching and pulling, so I decide to do it some more, only with my lips now.
I kiss her softly on the neck, which I knew she liked because every time my lips would even slightly graze her skin on the neck, she would gasp softly. Today was no different, and I could feel her breathing getting shallower.
My hands now traveled in sync with my mouth, going down till I slid my hand on her stomach palm-down, wanting her to know exactly in which direction it was headed to. Her lips were parted and her eyes were closed, and I see her tongue licking her lips as she felt my hand go south and disappear behind the panties.
Moaning out loud as she felt my fingers come into contact with her clitoris, she grabbed my tits hard from over my t-shirt. Excited to get this reaction out of her, my mouth envelopes her breasts and starts sucking on them. She trembles as my mouth and my hand work on her body, my fingers pressing hard against her clit and rubbing it faster in circles. Moaning, she manages to let out a sharp cry, shouting:
“I think, I think I am going to come!”
Grinning, I fish out my hand from her panties and look down up her as I let her breasts escape my mouth. She opens her eyes, furious at me for stopping and almost shouts at me, and that is when I kiss her again and kiss her all the way downtown.
My way of denying her an orgasm when she was so close was to signify that she was in my power, and she would be for all the times she was hot and naked for me. I could almost see her eyes well up at the thought of being so ready to cum, but being denied by me. Then I move down on her and sit on my knees on her carpeted floor, and pull down her panties with one quick pull.
I spread her legs wide apart as she stood there, squeezing her breasts hard so as to control herself from letting out that she was, in fact, close to an orgasm again. She was not going to tell me, scared that I would torture her again by denying it. But I had no such plans this time. I intended fully on making her cum hard for me.
My hands teased her as I caressed her legs, from her ankles to her thighs. My fingers dug into her inner thighs as I part them wide for easy access to her mound. Parting her pussy lips with a finger, I felt her jerk a bit as she felt the tip of my finger grazing her damp cunt. Her juices had already spread to her inner thighs and were all over her crotch.
Leaning in, I slowly flick the tip of my tongue on her vaginal opening, licking the whole length of it. She moans out loud, her body pressing hard against the mirror as she, with her eyes shut, could only feel what was being done to her. My tongue licked away all the juices around her pussy and my lips found her clit throbbing for my touch. I wasted no time in pressing them against it, sucking it hard. She lets out a loud shout, calling out my name.
I was busy servicing her clit while my fingers decide to a have some fun of their own and two of them thrust themselves into her tight pussy. They easily enter her, thanks to her overflowing juices, and she moans out my name again, pushing her body against my fingers to get more of them in her.
I continue fingering her, faster and harder every second while my tongue and lips worked on her clitoris as hard as they could. Not a lot of time had passed before I could feel Natasha’s pussy responding to my actions; it was clenching around my fingers. Knowing that she was close to her orgasm, Natasha was moaning loudly with each second passing and I only had to flick my tongue on her clit and roll it around it for her to scream,
“Kaira! Kaira, damn, yes, YES KAIRA!”
Her body shook into one of the most powerful orgasms I had seen her have. I don’t know if it was because I didn’t let her have her first one, or that she really enjoyed what I did to her body while she was standing, but her legs gave away and she slumped on the floor into my arms.
I held her gently in my arms as she sat there, her head on my shoulders and arms wrapped around my neck, trembling as her pussy let her know that it was fucked well. We sat there, her with her eyes shut until her breathing came back to normal, and me smirking, knowing that it was me who got her and her body so crazy.
“T-that was so good.. wow..”, she whispered as hugged me.
“But now… it’s time I thanked you for what you have done to me”, she says as she sits up and pushes me back on the floor.
I raise my eyebrows, propping myself on my elbows to see what she was going to do. She pulls up my t-shirt up to my chest, revealing my bra. She unhooks my bra so eagerly, it was difficult to notice when her hands had wrapped around my body and found the hook. Impressed, I grin at her as she bends down on my breasts and puts one of my 36C tits in her small mouth.
Her tongue works around my nipples and she artfully pinches one of them to make me gasp out loud. Cupping my breasts in her hands, she massaged and licked my nipples. I loved every inch of the attention she was giving to my jugs.
“Yes, that’s lovely”, I murmur while genuinely enjoying her mouth and hands pressed against my body.
Encouraged by this, she eagerly moves downwards and I instinctively part my legs for her. She smiled her sweet, knowing smile and her fingers soon tug on my panties. I raise my hip up for it to be pulled away and for her to see my bare pussy for the first time. It was clean and waxed which was something that I had always maintained ever since I was 12.
I parted my legs again, not too much- but enough to give her a full view of my exposed cunt. Eager to please me, Natasha leaned down on my pussy and gave it a tight lick with her little tongue. I moan out loud, the touch of her tongue making me feel a lot of different ways I had not felt before. After all, I too was a virgin and Natasha was the one who was taking it.
Her fingers began to explore my pussy, entering in swiftly (though, I must admit that she had easy access; I was leaking down there with my juices) and fingering me tentatively. She was hesitant at first and unsure of what she was doing, but a few nods and a moan from me later, she confidently maneuvered her fingers inside my tight pussy.
“Make me cum”, I whispered loudly between gasps as I tried to keep my senses with me while she played with my cunt.
These three words were enough for Natasha to be thrilled enough to press her lips against my pussy lips. I writhed and moaned on the floor as her tongue delved into me, and she avidly sucked on my pussy as she realized how much power she had over me, an older girl who had already made her cum several times.
It was not that she was an expert- but the whole nature of her efforts to please me, together with her enthusiasm and evident pleasure she was doing it with was enough for me to go over the edge.
It did not take long for her to bring me off, and with her name on my lips and my back arched, my hips jerked in spasms as I put both my hands on the back of her head to push it against my cumming pussy.
“Natasha, fuck me. FUCK ME, YES. I am cumming for you, babe”, I shouted out loud as I slumped on the floor, clearly exhausted.
Natasha crawled over me and lay on top of me, her hands on my waist while mine wrapped around hers. She could feel my breathing come back to normal against her own bare breasts as they pressed against mine. She lifted her head, gave me a short kiss on my lips and smiled.
Our sweaty and sticky bodies lay there for a while before we both decided that it was time we parted. She didn’t change into anything as she wanted to take a shower after I left, and I agreed that I needed to take one too after this.
She walked me to the door all naked, teasing me with her body, knowing that I was disappointed to leave, more so when she was saying goodbye to me without any clothes on. I give her a long, passionate kiss (and a tight spank on her firm butt for torturing me with a view I could not get my hands on for the next few weeks) and leave a happy, non-virgin girl.
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Epilogue: I quickly enter my shower, unable to get her naked body out of my mind. I could only imagine her lathered up in soap and the water washing it away. I could imagine the water flowing down to her pussy and another stream just sliding off her back to her ass. Next I enter three fingers in me as I make myself cum in the shower several times, thinking about her over and over again. Little did I know, that just across the road, she was doing the same.
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