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The following is an excerpt from an erotic story I’m writing. I still haven’t finished writing it, so this is not the full story. I have not included the beginning of the story, so there is no proper character development. But I have included a mini-introduction to the characters. Even though it is unfinished, I hope you will like this part. Once you’ve finished reading it, PLEASE GIVE ME SOME FEEDBACK… The story is about a young woman from Tamil Nadu (which is a state in the southern part of India) who is studying at the fictional University of Sandbach in the United Kingdom. Her name is srivalli. She has been working on a project for her Masters degree, but she finds that some of her data files are missing from the computer system, and she gets very worried she panics, and starts to cry. Another student at the university, called Karthik, who is half Tamil (his mother is Tamil, his father is Portugese) helps her retrieve her data files. Srivalli is relieved and very grateful to Karthik. They share a close, comforting moment, which unexpectedly, quickly grows into something more “Okay Sree, okay, alaathey [translation: don’t cry]” he said, putting a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “Alaathey, alaathey” he said. It was so comforting – she felt so relieved. She closed her eyes, and what had up to now been a gentle trickle of tears quickly turned into a flood. But now she was sobbing tears of relief. Almost without thinking, Karthik pulled her close to him and hugged her affectionately. “Alaathey, it’s going to be fine, okay? It’s going to be fine” he said. She rested her head on his shoulder and continued sobbing for several moments. He gently patted her on the back. He felt so much affection for her. She was a beautiful young woman, so tender, so delicate.

As he held her in his arms, he felt his heart melting for her. It felt so right to hold her with such tenderness. She looked up at him, and though the tears were still flowing, she now managed to smile, and even laughed through the tears. Karthik laughed too, and then they were both laughing together. He now wiped the tears from her face. The thought passed through his mind, that usually, a young woman such as her wouldn’t so much as allow a man to touch her hands, and here he was, getting fairly intimate with her – holding her in his arms, and with his hand, wiping tears from her lovely face. He kissed her on her forehead, and they both laughed so happily. Again, without thinking, he kissed her on her left cheek. Suddenly, the smile vanished from her face. Where the tears had barely dried from her face, now a lovely blush came over her cheeks, and stunned by this surprise, she just stared into his eyes for several moments… and then, as soon as she was herself again, she quickly dropped her eyes, her face flushed a bright red. He let go of her, but she just stood there in front of him, now breathing heavily; the rhythmic movement of her breasts looking bewitchingly beautiful.. They were both suddenly aware that, that gentle kiss – though it had been shorter than a heartbeat – and though it was not, at least at first, meant to be a sign of anything more than tender affection – had – even if only for the briefest instant – shown them – both of them – a glimpse of something… something inviting… something enticing… something that aroused a certain curiosity in both of them… Karthik beheld her now… her astounding beauty She was wearing a sari – a costume perhaps unparalleled in elegance, probably the only costume that could make a woman look dignified and yet give her a very alluring sensuality at the same time.

Srivalli was a petite, remarkably well-proportioned woman – she had a very feminine figure, and she wore her sari with a fairly tight drape that beautifully accentuated her curves – her lovely breasts, her slender waist, her proportionately, beautifully wide hips, and her posterior; her ravika showed a little bit of her upper back, and a little bit of her waist – just the way a sari is supposed to be worn, but it was not in her nature to deliberately dress provacatively. She was a very feminine woman – graceful in her form, modest in her conduct, elegant in her manner, tender in her heart, and sincere in her soul. It had been several moments now since he had let go of her, but still she stood there, in front of him, her head bowed, her bosom still beautifully rising and falling, as a storm of questions flooded through her mind… emotions that she didn’t even know she had, now filling her heart… What was it? One tender kiss… but was that all? No, there was more there was more, she knew, but she was afraid… maybe it was something she didn’t want to know… and even as such thoughts of trepidation came to her, in her heart, she realized – Karthik had touched some part of her soul now… That hand he had laid on her shoulder… such a reassuring touch.

Those affectionate words he spoke, telling her not to worry, not to cry… that embrace… so comforting… and that kiss… so… well, she was not even entirely sure what she wanted it to be… Karthik put his hands on her upper arms, gripping her gently… Then, he let go of her arms, and took her right hand in his left hand, and holding the tips of her fingers, began to gently stroke the back of her hand with his right hand. Her skin was so soft, so smooth. He noticed her breathing quickened a little, but she made no attempt to resist… she just let him do what he did, curious to see what he would do next. Now he put his right hand on her back, pulled her close to him, and kissed her on her forehead, again, so affectionately. He then looked at her face, to see what her reaction was, but her eyes were still lowered… cheeks more beautifully flushed… He now put his hands on her face, and kissed her again on her forehead, and now there was a gasp from her, barely audible, but still she did not resist. She glanced in his eyes for the briefest instant before she dropped her eyes again. He now made her raise her head, by lifting her chin with his left hand, and still she would not look into his eyes.

He kissed her on her lips. She was taken completely by surprise, yet she allowed him to kiss her, with very little resistance, but letting out a little whimper. Karthik pulled back from kissing her, and looked, searchingly, into her eyes. Surely, now it was clear to both of them. He then put his hands on her face, and kissed her, again, passionately, on her lips. She put her hands over his, gripped tightly, and allowed the kiss to continue for several moments. Suddenly, she pulled away from the kiss. She looked into his eyes, and Karthik saw, in her eyes, a look of… was it fear? There was such tenderness in her eyes, like a doe… She was still breathing heavily, her breasts rising and falling so beautifully, with the rhythm of a forbidden excitement… She slowly dropped her eyes… Karthik now became aware of a certain feeling that was beginning to take hold within him… a desire… a desire for srivalli… he desired her now… he couldn’t believe himself… Karthik, you bastard, you filthy, filthy bastard, he chided himself. But he wanted her. Maybe just here, just once, just this one time… but he wanted her… a certain part of him was now becoming very insistent… srivalli glanced into his eyes again, the briefest of glances again, before looking away, blushing beautifully as ever… She then slowly turned away from him, so hesitant… As she stood, facing one side, between him and the door, Karthik took the opportunity to admire the beauty of her form in profile… especially her lovely heaving bosom.

He wanted her. Srivalli stood for several moments, so hesitant, gripped by a desperate vacillation… Karthik really, really wanted her. She then turned fully away from him, and began to take slow steps towards the door… Karthik watched her swaying posterior as she walked away from him… This was an unpleasant surprise; yet he never wasted an opportunity to admire feminine beauty wherever he saw it… and srivalli had lots of it… and was seemingly so innocently oblivious of it… She neared the door. “Sree,” he called out to her. She stopped. Slowly she turned to look at him, their eyes meeting again. Karthik was aroused, very aroused. They stared into each others’ eyes for quite some time, but… Karthik didn’t yet get the answer he wanted… He wasn’t even entirely sure what exactly he was seeing in her eyes… was it desire? Or was it… fear? Or anger? Or even… disgust? What was it? He wasn’t certain… but whatever it was, as they continued to stare at each other, so intensely, he decided – she still looked beautiful. Srivalli continued to stare at him for several moments… and then… slowly, she turned and walked again, towards the door… “Sree…” he called out to her again, but slowly, ever so slowly, she continued walking towards the door… Was he going to have to apologise to her? Was he going to have to say how sorry he was, if he had behaved inappropriately? Was he going to have to promise it would never happen again? This might be a little awkward now, he thought to himself… “Sree, wait… please wait…” he called out to her once again.

She was at the door now, and she stopped. But she didn’t turn around. Karthik walked up to her. “Sree…” he began, not even entirely sure what to say, for he didn’t know precisely what she was thinking. She turned her face to look at him, but said nothing. As their eyes made contact again now, there was a long, rather uncomfortable, silence. Again, she was breathing heavily, her lovely bosom rising and falling beautifully as ever, and there was an intensity in her eyes, but it wasn’t clear to Karthik exactly what this meant. Finally, srivalli turned away from him. She raised her hand up to the latch on the door. Karthik watched, with bated breath. She’s going to open that latch, open that door, and walk out… and where’s she going to go? What’s it going to be like between me and her from now on? Karthik thought to himself. He was beginning to have a sinking feeling… srivalli locked the latch. Karthik got his breath back. Srivalli turned now, to face Karthik, looking into his eyes again. She walked towards him slowly, ever so gracefully, taking slow steps, while she continued to stare into his eyes, breathing heavily, her breasts rising and falling with a beautiful rhythm.

When she came up to him, at hugging, kissing distance, he shifted his stare onto her breasts. Immediately, her right hand shot on to his chin, raising his face with an upward push, making him look into her eyes and only her eyes. She then moved her tremulous hands to his hands, and Karthik held her hands gently. He leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead again, and she closed her eyes. He then kissed her on the lips. He let go of her hands, and put his hands on her face. She put her hands on his, and then she moved her hands onto his face, and he closed his eyes too. They kissed, passionately, their lips urgently seeking to lock with each others’, for several moments… but as they continued kissing, they didn’t count the seconds turning into minutes… srivalli momentarily pulled back from the kissing, and looked deep into his eyes… her face flushed, lips quivering beautifully, and tears appeared to be welling up in her eyes again… She found her voice, briefly at least… “I just want to kiss you…” she managed to say, and her voice trailed off. She had difficulty even speaking… she grasped at his shirt, so urgently, and pulled him towards herself, kissing him, so hungry for him.

Karthik was a little surprised at this, though he was certainly pleased. She pulled back from the kissing again, and looking into his eyes again, she repeated “I just want to kiss you… I just want to kiss you all night… you… you rascal!!!” She could scarcely believe the words coming out of her own mouth. “You bloody, bloody, bloody rascal!!!” She continued, “I just want to kiss you… Karthik… rascal!!!” She burst into tears again, but she didn’t know why… but they kissed again, a long, passionate kiss… Pulling away from him again, she sobbed, seemingly uncontrollably. “Sree… Sree, what’s the matter, Sree?” There was so much concern in his voice. She kissed him again, and then continued to sob. “Sree, maybe we shouldn’t do this, you know…” he said. She looked into his eyes, her tears slowly stopping. She wiped the tears away from her face. She then pulled him towards herself, and began kissing him again. She put her right hand on the back of his head, and pressed hard, kissing deeply, with intense passion. This time, Karthik pulled back, and they looked into each others’ eyes, and then kissed again. Karthik’s right hand was on her shoulder. He now slowly moved his hand down her back. His hand touched her bare waist. There was a lovely gasp from srivalli. She breathed in deeply, and her breasts rose beautifully. She then got her breath back, slowly. Karthik briefly pulled back, then kissed her again. With his right hand, he began to gently caress the bare flesh of her waist. “Mmmmh…” she whimpered gently. Karthik pulled back and looked at her. He loved the rhythmic rising and falling of her breasts, ever so beautiful, as she breathed heavily, staring into his eyes.

He now ran the tips of the fingers of his left hand down the middle of her upper back, so lightly, his touch like a feather. She gasped and looked into his eyes. She felt herself moistening, and face was beautifully flushed. Karthik kissed her again, briefly. Her lips quivering, her eyes had the look of a startled doe. He now moved his left hand to her lower back, and gently stroked her skin with the flat of his fingers. She took another deep breath in, causing her breasts to rise beautifully. This caused Karthik’s organ to become very erect. Filthy bastard, a voice said inside him. He didn’t care. Yes, she was a dignified, virtuous young woman, from highly respected family, but… he didn’t want to think about that. He wanted her… that was all that mattered. He put his left hand under her sari, and gently caressed her bare waist with both hands. She gasped, every muscle in her body seeming to tighten. She was on her toes now. He was starting to explore her private demesnes, and she didn’t know if she should allow it. She put her hands on his shoulders, and looked into his eyes, blushing beautifully. Her lips quivered, and then, “No…” she managed weakly.

Karthik gently squeezed the bare flesh of her waist that he held in his hands. “Aei… no…” she said, blushing, dropping her eyes. “Why not?” He said, squeezing her flesh again. Again, she took a deep breath in, with the resultant lovely upward movement of her breasts. “Vaenaandaa…”[translation: “let’s not do this”] she said. “Yaen?” [translation: “Why”] he asked. She blushed so beautifully, her eyes still lowered in sweet embarrassment. “Sollu, Sree…”[translation: “Tell me, Sree”] he said, and kissed her on her right cheek, his hands still caressing her bare waist. “Sollu, yaen vaenaangurey?”[translation: “Tell me, why don’t you want to do this”] he asked. There was a beautiful blush on her face. “Yenakku vekkamaa irukku…”[translation: “This is embarrassing for me”] she protested weakly. “So… you don’t want to do this?” He asked.

She looked into his eyes now. “Vaenaandaa” she said, but her eyes easily betrayed what she was feeling. She wanted him badly. Karthik now put his arms around her, and kissed her on her lips. Tears welled up in srivalli’s eyes again, and then both of them closed their eyes. He then kissed her on her forehead, then down to her nose, then on her chin, down her neck, down to her collarbone. He then kissed her on both cheeks, and as he did so, her tears began flowing… He pulled back. “Sree… Sree, okay, Sree…” he said, now letting go of her. “Sree, okay Sree, we’re not going to do it…” he said. She was in tears again. “Oh Sree, I’m so sorry…” She looked up at him, through her tears. “I’m so sorry Sree…” he said again. She lowered her eyes again. “Sree…” he wasn’t even totally sure what to say… She looked up at him again. She wiped away her tears, and began. “Actually…” she managed to say, but her voice instantly trailed off into a whisper. Still, she continued… She was so emotionally overwhelmed, all she could manage now was a weak whisper… she grabbed hold of his shirt, and said, in whispers, “Listen… actually… I want to do this…” she managed to say. “I want to… to do this… I want to do this… okay?” “Here… now… I want to do this… I want to do this with you… so… so…” there was a lump in her throat, and she had to swallow hard. “So do it to me, you rascal… rascal Karthik!!!” And she burst into tears again. Karthik gently put his hands on her face, then put his arms around her.

He was very aroused – his phallus was very erect – he wanted her, and he loved this feeling. “Oh Sree, you sweet little thing Sree…” Karthik said to her as he hugged her close. He kissed her again on the forehead. She felt so safe in his arms, she hugged him tight too. “Sree, you princess, you sweet little thing…” he said, and again, she was laughing through her tears. He wiped away her tears, and kissed her on the lips again. He pulled away from the kiss, and ran his hands through her hair. Their eyes open, they looked at each other, and both of them could see how much they wanted each other. He made her put her hands on his shoulders, and she did so, with a weak, yet sweet, smile. Then, without shifting his gaze from her eyes, he moved his hands down to her waist again, and swept aside the part of her sari that covered her waist. He pushed the lower part of her sari down, to unclothe her navel. Srivalli felt herself moistening more. Her breathing quickened, her bosom rising and falling faster now. Karthik knelt down in front of her, putting his hands on her hips now, his eyes on her stomach. He’s going to kiss me there! Srivalli thought. As she stood, her face beautifully flushed red, a good length of her waist was unclothed – from just beneath her breasts to just the top of her hip, showing her lovely navel. As the air in the room caressed the bare skin of her stomach, she felt exposed, so exposed – and this strongly charged up her sense of femininity.

Being so exposed in his presence, she felt so intensely aware of her womanhood, her womanliness… She felt very feminine now… she felt very aware of her own physical beauty, and she felt very delicate, fragile, almost… she felt like a flower, so preciously, immaculately, captivatingly beautiful, yet so tender… and though she wanted to quickly yield to her instincts of feminine submissiveness – to give herself to him, she also knew she was in a position of power – she could see the lust in his eyes… she could see how much he desired her… Karthik had a massive erection, as he was now going to kiss her stomach. He wanted to do this slowly and with great relish. He moved close to her stomach, really slowly. He wanted to tease her. But now, she grabbed hold of his shirt again, just below the collar, and he looked into her eyes. “Stand up!” She ordered. He did as she said, continuing to look into her eyes… With tremulous hands, she began unbuttoning his shirt. The first button was easy, but then her hands began to tremble more. She found herself fumbling awkwardly with the second button. She pulled at his shirt angrily, ripping off the next three buttons, and then with one more pull, she ripped off what remained. “Take it off!” She ordered, as sternly as she could manage. With a smile, he did as she said. As she beheld his body, she gasped. With her hands, she caressed his arms, and then his chest, in open-mouthed with awe. As she felt his abs, she also felt herself moistening more – she could not believe how wet she was now.

All the while, Karthik watched her face. As her hands gently ran along his body, trembling beautifully, it made his erection even stronger. With her hands now on his waist, she looked briefly into his eyes, incredulously. “Before you do it to me, I’m going to do it to you… rascal…” she said, and quickly knelt down. Now she started kissing his stomach, every inch. He gently put his hand on her head to stroke her hair, but she quickly pushed his hand away, as she continued kissing his stomach without even looking up at him. She then kissed up to his chest. She pulled back, and ran her fingers delicately through his chest hairs, then kissed his chest again. Karthik now gently ran the tips of the fingers of his left hand along the middle of her upper back. “Mmmmh…” she sighed gently, as she continued kissing his chest… He then ran his fingers along the middle of her lower back. “Mmmmh…” she whimpered now, as she still continued kissing his chest. He then pressed harder on her lower back, stroking, rubbing her skin… She whimpered, and pulled back from kissing him… Her eyes closed, she turned her face away from him… Karthik now stroked her upper back again as he leaned forward and kissed her neck. “Mmmmh…” she moaned gently, sweetly… She’s so beautiful, so delicate, really like a doe, Karthik thought to himself. Again, he kissed down from her forehead, on the nose, on the lips, and making her lean her head back, he kissed her neck.

He made her grip the edge of the table behind her with her hands. He then knelt down again in front of her, his hands on her hips. They briefly looked into each others’ eyes. Karthik gently kissed her on her stomach, just on her navel. Srivalli gasped. As she slowly took in the lovely sensation of his mouth, his lips, on that intimate place, a warmth slowly began to fill her whole body. A torrid blush now came over her, as he continued kissing her on her stomach. He put his hands on her waist and gently squeezed her soft flesh. She gripped the table tight, unable to believe how wet he was making her. She wanted to melt into his hands – his hands that caressed her so tenderly, so beautifully. She knew that now, here, this moment, she had crossed the point of no return… This kiss was, at least by the standards of her Indian cultural background, intensely sexual, and, in spirit at least, she felt had now lost her virginity. Though they hadn’t yet walked the full distance, physically at least, this intimate kiss had broken the final barrier… and now she cared about nothing else than to surrender fully to those flames… that inferno of desire that was now going to engulf her; her maidenhood would be fully violated, physically, emotionally and spiritually – just what she wanted. She felt like a doe, desperately wanting her stag; like a mare, desperately wanting her stallion; she felt like a tigress… like a lioness… oh! Her womanhood had been awakened, and these ferocious urges just could not be ignored.

This feeling of his mouth, his kiss on her bare stomach was lovely!!! The sensation was delightful!!! A virile young male was lavishing careful attention on her stomach, slowly kissing every inch, and she loved it… She was gripping the table so tightly, her knuckles turned white… breathing heavily… Karthik, too, loved the feeling of her naked, bare flesh in his hands. Kissing her stomach was such joy for him, too. Now, he pushed the tip of his tongue into her navel. Srivalli felt another rush of blood to her face, as Karthik began licking her navel all around. “Mmmmh…” she sighed gently. He then licked her from her navel, but upwards, a quick stroke with just the tip of his tongue. “Mmmmh…” a gentle moan. He then began licking her again, from her navel upwards, but now slowly, with his tongue pressed fully against the skin of her stomach. There was more gentle moaning from her. Karthik slowly licked her stomach, every inch; he then licked the sides of her waist, making her so moist, drawing sweet whimpers of pleasure from her… he didn’t want to leave any bit untouched. He licked her slowly, carefully, caressing her so delicately with his hands, enjoying the warmth of her skin… the softness of her flesh… To her, it felt wonderful… she loved these sensations – being touched by him… the naughty kissing… Putting his hands on her hips, he made her turn around. Now, with his hands on her waist, again, he squeezed her flesh, enjoying her softness, and kissed her lower back – again, making sure not to miss an inch. She continued whimpering sweetly.

As he began to lick her back with his tongue, he put his right hand on her stomach, and put his middle finger in her navel, gently fingered her there. Srivalli gasped. She blushed, unable to believe how wet he was making her. Was this proper for a young woman such as her? Now, he stood up, and kissed her upper back, and followed it with thorough licking. He then fondled her neck with his hands, tenderly caressing her, as he kissed the back of her neck, and then her ears. He then kissed her upper back again. He then made her turn around to face him, and putting his hands on her shoulders, kissed her on her forehead. Then, putting his hands on her face, he kissed her on her lips, then on her neck, and then knelt down in front of her again. He put his hands on her hips, and began kissing her stomach again.. Once again, he thoroughly kissed every inch of her stomach, and then stood up. Another kiss on her lips. He put his hands on her shoulders. “I want you to turn around again, Sree…” he said gently, into her ear. Meekly, she did as he said. Now, he made her lean back on him, and put his right arm around her, so his right hand was on her left shoulder. With his left hand, once again he began caressing her waist. She felt it on her posterior – she felt his erection. It wasn’t just a bulge in his trousers – it felt like an iron rod. Srivalli almost froze. Is he going to… She was scared and excited at the same time. He then put his right hand on her chin, and made her turn her face to her right.

He gave her a kiss on the lips as he now began to squeeze the flesh of her waist with his left hand again. “Sree…” he began. “Sree…” he said, but couldn’t find the right words. How was he going to explain to her… “Oh Sree…” he said, and kissed her again. As he continued kissing her on the lips, he moved his left hand up, under her sari, onto her ravika, over her left breast. Srivalli gasped, and then whimpered sweetly “Hmmmm…” Karthik was still kissing her on her lips. He held her left breast so that his thumb was on the upper part of her breast and his fingers below, and gently squeezed her breast. God, this is wonderful, srivalli thought, tears rushing into her eyes. “Mmmmph!” She whimpered again, through her tears. Karthik pulled back to look at her face – her eyes tightly closed, cheeks beautifully flushed red. He kissed her on her right cheek, and then on her lips, as he squeezed her left breast, again, causing her to whimper. Now, he put his right hand on her right hand, and moved her hand to her left breast, and made her repeatedly squeeze her breast with her own hand, as he continued kissing her on the lips, caressing her bare waist with his left hand. “Hmmmh… aaaaaaaaaah…” she moaned softly, beautifully. He then let go of her hand, but held her wrist. He wanted to see her squeezing her breast herself, but she didn’t. Her hands were trembling. He pulled back from kissing her, and put his hands on her hands. She was leaning back on him.

He moved her hands under her sari, again over her ravika, and with her left hand over her left breast and her right hand over her right breast, her made her repeatedly, rhythmically squeeze her breasts with her own hands, ten times. Each time, he made her squeeze slowly, especially squeezing harder on the outer sides of her breasts. The rising and falling movements of her breasts as she breathed made the sensations even more wonderful. She continued whimpering and moaning sweetly. The tears now flowed down her cheeks. This was wonderful, and she wanted to do it… the tears flowed because she was so overwhelmed with emotion… the lovely things that Karthik was doing to her… she had never thought she would feel so desperately hungry for a man… it was wonderful… but she couldn’t help feeling a little sorry for her parents… especially her father… she didn’t even want to think about it… but she knew it would completely destroy him if he knew what his daughter was doing now… but she didn’t want to think about that… she wanted so much more from Karthik right now… and that was all that mattered… Karthik kissed her on the lips.

He then made her turn around. As she turned around now and faced him, she burst into tears. Karthik was concerned. “Sree… what’s the matter Sree?” He asked, and he got no reply. She was sobbing again. “Oh Sree…” he said. “Sree… I guess we shouldn’t be doing this…” She continued sobbing… “Sree, I really can’t do this…” She looked up, into his eyes, and again, she tried to speak through the tears, but her voice would not come out. With tremulous hands, she wiped her tears away, and making a desperate effort to control herself, she managed, weakly, “Listen, I want you… do you understand? It’s just…” and her voice trailed off. She wasn’t sure if she should explain to him… She felt guilty, so, so guilty. She wanted him… this burning desire she felt – she could not leave it unfulfilled. But she felt so guilty – wasn’t she bringing the highest shame to her parents by giving herself to a man? Her parents were conservative Hindus, and they would be destroyed if they ever found out how their beloved daughter lost her virginity – to a man she wasn’t married to. This seemed so sinful… she felt so guilty.

She quickly persuaded herself that there were numerous tales in Hindu lore of young women losing their virginity before marriage, so this wasn’t so wrong. She didn’t have to explain anything to Karthik… “Look, Karthik…” she began again, her voice so tremulous, “I… I…” she had a lump in her throat, and had to swallow hard. “I want to do this… with you…” The tears welled up again, but she blinked them away quickly. “It’s just… i’ve never done this before…” she said, fighting back the tears. “But… it’s wonderful… this is just… wonderful!!! And… a little… overwhelming… it’s… it’s… it’s my first time…” she said, softly, and blushed beautifully. “But I really want to do this, Karthik, please… if I’m nervous, or if… if… if I’m making mistakes… please, Karthik… you’ll hold my hand, won’t you? Please, Karthik… please… just… just do it… and… please… please don’t stop…” she said, and then burst into tears again. “Oh Sree…” he said, and hugged her affectionately. “You sweet little thing…” he said, and tenderly kissed her on her left cheek. “I won’t stop, you sweet little thing…” he said, and kissed her on her forehead. Now she laughed through her tears again. He put his hands on her face, and kissed her on her lips. He pulled back, and pulled lightly at the pallu of her sari, and it slid off smoothly, so she now had only her form-hugging ravika on, which revealed her cleavage, and highlighted the beautiful contours of her full, lovely breasts. Srivalli was trembling now.

He put his hands over her breasts, unhooked her ravika, and opened it. There was a lovely gasp from srivalli. She flushed bright red, and closed her eyes tight, turning her face away. She could feel the heat, the energy in her yoni. Karthik did not fully remove her ravika – he left her sleeves on. Now he put his arms around her, reaching behind her back, and unhooked her brassiere. Another lovely gasp from srivalli, and she was trembling. Karthik pulled her bra down, slowly – real slowly, revealing her cleavage, then the upper halves of her breasts, then… her breasts, so heavy with desire… her areolas enlarged… her beautiful nipples… flushed beautifully… Her nipples were now becoming beautifully erect. Srivalli blushed as she felt her nipples hardening. With a lovely whimper, she threw her arms across her breasts. She was so sweetly embarrassed. “Oh Sree, you sweet little thing Sree…” Karthik said, as he moved her arms to her side. Her eyes were closed tight, and she was blushing beautifully. Now, her breasts, fully exposed, looked even more beautiful rising and falling with her excited breathing. Karthik put his hands on her shoulders. Her lips were quivering with excitement. He began gently caressing and fondling her breasts, with each hand, under her nipples, he ran each finger upwards, from below, towards her nipples, slowly, giving her wonderful sensations, making her whimper sweetly.

He loved the sounds she made. His erection felt amazing. He gently stroked the sides of her breasts, then the upper halves of her breasts. The sensations were wonderful. With the tips of his fingers, he rubbed her breasts around her nipples, without actually touching her nipples. She was now breathing slowly, deeply. Now, he put his hands fully over her breasts, and began squeezing her breasts as he had done before. She whimpered as he started squeezing slowly. He started to squeeze her breasts harder, quickening the pace, and her whimpers turned into lovely moans. “Aaaaah…” The sounds were so sweet, and Karthik was pleased. He squeezed her breasts repeatedly, and as his palm rubbed against her nipples, she now felt a very unusual, but beautiful sensation building up inside her. It was something she had never felt before, and she began moaning a little louder, sweetly as ever. Karthik understood what was about to happen, but he wouldn’t let it happen just yet. He grasped her nipples and pinched hard, making her whimper. He then squeezed her breasts again, and then began twisting her nipples roughly. “Aaaaaaaaaaaah!!” She moaned so sweetly with pleasure, as that magic sensation continued to build up inside her. Karthik now let go of her nipples. She was so disappointed, she whimpered in protest. She wanted him to continue.

Now Karthik put his hands on her shoulders again, and gently kissed her breasts, just below her nipples. She gasped. He then began licking her breasts, everywhere except her nipples, making her moan again. He then began caressing her breasts again, enjoying her feeling of fondling her warm breasts with his hands. He then licked her nipples slowly with his tongue, and then gently bit and sucked on her left nipple, making her moan. He then did the same with her right nipple, biting and sucking, and she loved it. He made her nipples really tender. He then began lightly biting her left breast, starting just below her nipple and bit all around her nipple. He began biting gently but repeatedly, and then bit harder. Again, he did the same to her right breast. He left lots of marks on her breasts. She moaned very beautifully, as he had now made her breasts really warm and sensitive. He then began licking her breasts again, licking really slowly, starting with the tip of his tongue, then pressing his tongue fully on her skin, and slowly, lovingly moving his tongue upwards. Her breasts were really sensitive now and the sensations of being licked were so tenderly comforting. She felt so happy now, and moaned softly, as the magic sensation was building up again. Karthik now started biting her left breast again, again just below her nipple, while he pinched the skin of her right breast with the fingers of his left hand. She moaned, as she felt the energy inside her increasing.

It felt wonderful, something she had never felt before. Karthik continued the repeated gentle biting, listening to the sweet sounds she made. He knew she was ready, and he continued, slowly, steadily. “Aaaaaaaaah!!” She was moaning more loudly now. Again, she was a little scared, but really excited – as the sensation built up in intensity, she didn’t know what to expect, but she was sure it was going to be something really wonderful. She began rocking her head from side to side. She felt her heart pounding. Her moans were really sweet now, and Karthik knew she was almost there. He stopped biting and quickly kissed her breasts. Srivalli climaxed beautifully, with short, lovely moans. She had a warm, strong, beautifully tingling sensation starting from her breasts, passing both upwards and downwards – into her arms, her neck and her face, and down her waist and to her stomach. She looked divinely beautiful – her eyes closed tight as she was consumed by ecstatic bliss. She was flushed beautifully red, but the flush slowly began to fade. It was the first time she had ever had an orgasm – and it had been wonderful. Her sweet moans gradually softened into tender whimpers. Karthik hugged her tight, and she too threw her arms around him. The feeling of his rough, hairy chest against her tender breasts was wonderful. He pulled back, and put his hands on her shoulders. Now, just the same way as he had kissed her stomach, he began kissing her breasts again, now kissing every inch, making her moan with sweet pleasure.