After a long time, I finally visited her, my girlfriend, having informed her in advance. She was genuinely happy to see me. I headed straight to her office at the university and made myself comfortable in her office chair – a place filled with memories. She had her own private office.
After a while, I saw her approaching her office. She noticed me through the window and gave me a knowing smile. It was clear she knew what was coming. She entered the room, turned around, and locked the door behind her to ensure no interruptions.
She placed her laptop on the desk and then perched herself on the edge of it. We locked eyes, the room filled with silence. It had been a while since we last met. I noticed she was wearing the lingerie I had given her. Breaking the silence, I gently grasped her legs and pulled her towards me. She slowly settled onto my lap, facing me. We leaned in to kiss, but our noses got in the way at first.
After adjusting our heads, we finally kissed. It felt like I had almost forgotten the taste of her lips. She hesitated at first, but then parted her lips, allowing me to explore her mouth with my tongue. All the while, my hands caressed her back through her pink floral kurti, which matched the pink leggings and lingerie I had given her. I imagined that most students would have been more distracted by her appearance today than by their studies.
I didn’t intend to start anything here, but my hands moved downward, slipping inside her kurti from the back. I felt her smooth skin as I caressed her, and she paused for a moment, looking into my eyes with a hunger that I recognized. I responded by kissing her more passionately, conveying my desire through my touch. After about ten minutes, I asked her to stand and sit with her back towards me.
Understanding the limitations of our setting, she adjusted her kurti and sat down between my legs, with her back to me, cautioning me not to do anything since we were still in her office. She struggled to get comfortable, so I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her closer. With that familiar, teasing smile, she settled against me. I held her there for a moment before slowly tracing the outline of her bra through her kurti, cupping her breasts without pressing, and then leaned in to blow gently on her ear, kissing her neck. She closed her eyes, feeling the tension building between us, aware of the bulge in my track pants.
I asked if she could take some time off so that we could enjoy ourselves properly, and to our delight, she managed to get permission.
We went to a hotel and booked it for a day. I asked if she wanted to refresh herself, and she said yes and moved towards the bathroom. Meanwhile, I ordered some juice and chocolates; everything else I required was already in my bag. She came out very soon, seeming like she wasn’t going to change her clothes. I didn’t mind; they looked absolutely stunning, though not bold enough. I asked her to sit the same way we were sitting in her office, with her back towards me.
We were a lot more comfortable here on the bed. She adjusted herself, and I once again had my hands around her waist. I gave her the chocolates that I ordered. She opened a chocolate and would keep one piece in her mouth, and we would kiss and eat it together. I opened another chocolate and took three or four pieces in my hand. She was wondering what I was going to do with it. I slowly put my hands inside her leggings and moved inside her panty, placing the pieces there. She now knew what was going to happen. I took two more pieces and started kissing her, moving my hand inside her kurti and placing them inside her bra on the left side
As I placed the chocolates inside her bra, I could feel her nipples hardening beneath my fingers. She let out a soft moan, and her body leaned back into mine, her head resting on my shoulder. I gently nibbled on her earlobe, and she shivered, her hands instinctively reaching up to grasp my arms, which were still wrapped around her waist. I deepened the kiss, my tongue exploring her mouth, and she responded by parting her lips further, allowing me to claim her mouth. The chocolates inside her bra and panties seemed to be melting, and I could sense her arousal growing.
As I deepened the kiss, my fingers gently brushed against the melting chocolates inside her bra, sending shivers down her spine. She let out a soft gasp, and her hands instinctively tightened around my arms, pulling me closer. I could feel her warm breath on my skin, and her lips moved in perfect sync with mine. The sweetness of the chocolates mingled with the taste of her lips, creating an intoxicating flavor that left me craving more.
My hands, still wrapped around her waist, slowly began to slide upwards, tracing the curves of her body.
As my hands slid upwards, they brushed against the soft fabric of her kurti, tracing the curves of her body. I could feel the gentle rise and fall of her chest as she breathed, and the warmth of her skin radiated through the thin material. My fingers danced across her ribcage, sending shivers down her spine, and she let out a soft sigh, her head tilting back against my shoulder.
I paused for a moment, my hands resting just below her breasts, and leaned in to whisper in her ear. “You’re so beautiful,” I breathed, my words sending a tremor through her body.
As I whispered those words in her ear, I could feel her body relax into mine, her muscles releasing any remaining tension. She let out a soft sigh, and her head lolled back against my shoulder, exposing the delicate curve of her neck. I couldn’t resist the temptation to kiss the spot just below her ear, and she shivered in response.
My hands, still resting just below her breasts, began to move in slow, gentle circles, tracing the curves of her body. The soft fabric of her kurti rustled softly as I moved, and I could feel the warmth of her skin radiating through the thin material.
I continued to explore her body, my hands moving upwards to cup her breasts, feeling their fullness and weight in my hands. I gently brushed my thumbs over her nipples, feeling them harden beneath the fabric of her kurti. She let out a soft moan, her body arching into my touch. I leaned in, my lips finding hers in a passionate kiss, our tongues dancing together as I continued to tease her nipples.
My other hand, meanwhile, began to move lower, tracing the curve of her waist before slipping beneath the waistband of her leggings.
As I continued to tease her nipples with one hand, my other hand slipped deeper beneath the waistband of her leggings, my fingers brushing against the soft fabric of her panties. The melted chocolate had created a sticky mess, and I could feel it clinging to my fingers as I touched her. I gently pulled my hand out from beneath her bra, my fingers trailing across her nipple, sending a shiver down her spine. She let out a soft gasp, her body arching into my touch.
I brought my hand to my lips, tasting the sweetness of the melted chocolate mixed with the salty taste of her skin. Her eyes fluttered open, and she gazed up at me, her pupils dilated with desire.
As I savored the taste of the melted chocolate and her skin, my eyes locked onto hers, and I could see the desire burning within them. I slowly began to slide my hands up her torso, my fingers tracing the curves of her body, until I reached the hem of her kurti. I gently grasped the fabric, my fingers brushing against her skin, and slowly started to lift the garment upwards.
The soft fabric rustled softly as I pulled it up, revealing the gentle curve of her waist, and then the soft, pink bra that clung to her skin. I could see the faint outline of the melted chocolate stains on the fabric, and my fingers itched to touch her skin. I slowly pulled the kurti upwards.
As the kurti came off, she raised her arms above her head, allowing me to slip it off her body. It fell to the floor in a soft heap, leaving her standing before me in just her bra and leggings. My fingers brushed against the soft skin of her back, tracing the gentle curve of her spine as I reached for the clasp of her bra. I could feel her anticipation building, her body tensing slightly as she waited for me to unclip it. I paused for a moment, my fingers resting against the metal clasp, and leaned in to whisper in her ear. “Your skin is so soft,” I breathed, my words sending a shiver down her spine.
Slowly, I reached for the clasp, my fingers closing around it as I gently began to unhook it. I could feel her breath catch in her throat as I did so, her body tensing with anticipation. With a soft click, the clasp came undone, and I slowly slid the straps of her bra down her shoulders, revealing her bare breasts.
I couldn’t help but take a moment to admire her body, her bare chest rising and falling with each breath. Her nipples were hard and pink, and I could see the faint outline of the melted chocolate stains on her skin.
As I admired her body, she shyly looked down, her cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal. She shyly looked up at me, her eyes sparkling with desire. “I’ve been thinking about this all day,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.
She reached up, her fingers tracing the outline of my lips, before gently pushing me back onto the bed. She straddled me, her bare chest pressing against mine, and I could feel the heat radiating from her body. She leaned in, her lips finding mine in a passionate kiss, as she began to grind her hips against mine.
My hands, still wrapped around her waist, slowly began to slide upwards, tracing the curves of her body. As my hands slid upwards, they brushed against the soft fabric of her kurti. I could feel the gentle rise and fall of her chest as she breathed, and the warmth of her skin radiated through the thin material. My fingers danced across her ribcage, sending shivers down her spine, and she let out a soft sigh, her head tilting back against my shoulder.
I paused for a moment, my hands resting just below her breasts, and leaned in to whisper in her ear. “You’re so beautiful,” I said, my voice husky with desire. She let out a soft moan, her body trembling with pleasure.
Slowly, I moved my hands upwards, cupping her breasts in my hands. I could feel their fullness and weight, and I gently brushed my thumbs over her nipples, feeling them harden beneath the fabric of her kurti.
She let out a soft gasp, her body arching into my touch. I could feel her growing more and more aroused with each passing moment, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
I couldn’t resist any longer.
I leaned in, my lips parting as I gently took her nipple into my mouth. I could feel the warmth of her skin, the softness of her breast, and the hardness of her nipple as it pressed against my tongue. I began to lick her nipple, slowly and gently, feeling it grow even harder beneath my touch. She let out a soft moan, her body arching into my mouth as I continued to lick and tease her nipple.
As I licked her nipple, I could feel her growing more and more aroused, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. Her hands were tangled in my hair, holding me close as I continued to tease her.
As I continued to lick her nipple, I couldn’t help but notice the faint smudges of chocolate that still lingered on her skin. I gently pulled back, my eyes locking onto the sweet treats that dotted her breasts. I smiled, my mouth watering at the prospect of savoring the chocolate alongside her skin.
I leaned in, my tongue darting out to lick a small smudge of chocolate from the curve of her breast. The sweetness exploded on my tongue, mingling with the salty taste of her skin. I moaned, my eyes closing in rapture as I savored the flavor.
I gently cupped her breast in my hand, my thumb tracing the curve of her nipple as I brought my mouth closer. My lips parted, and I enveloped her nipple, sucking it gently into my mouth. I could feel the softness of her skin, the hardness of her nipple, and the sweetness of the lingering chocolate as I sucked, my mouth creating a gentle vacuum that drew her nipple deeper into my mouth.
As I continued to suck, I let my hands explore her body. I gently traced my fingers over her ribcage, feeling the softness of her skin beneath my fingertips. I could feel her heart racing as I moved my hands lower, towards the waistband of her pants. I hesitated for a moment, before slowly sliding my hands underneath the fabric, feeling the warmth of her skin as I gently caressed her hips.
She let out a soft moan as I continued to explore her body, her hips grinding against mine as I deepened our kiss.
As I continued to explore her body, I let my hands wander lower, until they reached the waistband of her leggings. I gently slid my hands underneath the fabric, feeling the warmth of her skin as I gently caressed her hips.
As I did so, I noticed a small line of melted chocolate that had made its way down her stomach, stopping at her navel. I couldn’t resist the temptation, and I leaned in, my tongue darting out to lick the chocolate from her skin.
She let out a soft gasp as I licked the chocolate from her navel, her body trembling with pleasure.
I could feel her body trembling beneath my touch, as I continued to lick the chocolate from her navel. Her hands were still tangled in my hair, pulling me closer as I explored her body with my mouth.
I slowly traced my tongue down her stomach, feeling the muscles contract and relax beneath my touch. I could feel her breath hitch as I reached the waistband of her leggings, and I looked up at her, my eyes meeting hers.
She nodded, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as she urged me to continue.
I leaned in, my lips brushing against hers as I gazed into her eyes. The connection was palpable, the air thick with tension as our mouths met in a soft, gentle kiss. Her eyes fluttered closed, and I felt her relax into the touch, her body melting against mine. I deepened the kiss, my tongue tracing the curve of her lips as I explored the warmth of her mouth.
As we kissed, I slowly began to slide my hands down her hips, my fingers tracing the curve of her waistband. I could feel the soft fabric of her leggings, the gentle give of the material as I applied gentle pressure.
As I applied gentle pressure to the waistband of her leggings, I could feel her body tense for a moment, before relaxing into the touch. I slowly began to slide my hands down, my fingers tracing the curve of her hips as I gently peeled the fabric away from her skin. The soft material slid down her legs, pooling at her ankles as I carefully lifted each foot, one by one, to free her from the garment.
As the leggings fell away, I was met with the sight of her panty, a delicate lace thong that hugged her curves.
As I gazed at the delicate lace thong, I couldn’t help but notice the faint dampness that clung to the fabric. Her wet panty seemed to gleam in the soft light, a testament to her arousal. I felt a surge of desire at the sight, my mouth watering in anticipation.
I leaned in, my face inches from the lace, and breathed in deeply. The scent of her panty wafted up, a heady mixture of sweat and chocolate that made my senses reel. I closed my eyes, savoring the aroma, as my fingers instinctively reached out to touch the damp fabric.
My fingers gently brushed against the damp fabric, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath. I could feel her breath hitch as I traced the curve of her panty, the delicate lace a stark contrast to the softness of her thighs. I couldn’t resist the temptation, and I leaned in, my tongue darting out to taste the fabric.
The taste of her arousal was intoxicating, a sweet and salty mix that made my head spin. I moaned, my body pressing against hers as I began to lick around the edge of her panty, teasing her with my tongue.
I couldn’t wait any longer, my body ached to feel her closer to me. I gently hooked my fingers around the delicate lace of her thong, and slowly began to slide it down her hips. She let out a soft gasp as I removed her panty, her body trembling with anticipation.
As I looked at her bare skin, I couldn’t help but notice the glistening wetness between her legs. I felt a surge of desire, my body responding to the sight of her arousal.
My fingers gently brushed against the soft, wet folds of her pussy, the heat radiating off of her skin making my heart race. I leaned in, my tongue darting out to taste her, the sweetness of the chocolate mixing with her own natural flavor.
She let out a soft moan, her hips bucking upwards as I explored her with my tongue. I could feel her muscles contracting around me, her body responding to my touch. I continued to lick and suck, my fingers tracing patterns along her clit as I teased her towards the edge.
She pushed me down, her hands on my shoulders, urging me to continue. I complied willingly, my tongue darting out to taste her again. She tasted even sweeter than before, the combination of chocolate and her own arousal a heady mix that made my head spin.
I licked and sucked, my fingers tracing patterns along her clit as I teased her towards the edge. I could feel her muscles contracting around me, her body responding to my touch. She moaned and writhed beneath me, her hips bucking upwards to meet my mouth.
My tongue continued to dance across her folds, tracing every curve and crevice as I searched for the elusive G-spot. I could feel her muscles clenching around my fingers, a sign that I was getting closer. I slid my fingers deeper inside of her, feeling the slick wetness of her desire as I searched for the spot that would drive her wild.
Finally, I found it. I could feel the rough, textured surface of her G-spot beneath my fingers, and I began to massage it gently. She let out a loud moan, her hips bucking upwards as I continued to tease her with my tongue.
I continued to massage her G-spot, my fingers moving in slow, deliberate circles as I teased her with my tongue. She was moaning loudly now, her hips bucking upwards to meet my mouth. I could feel her muscles contracting around my fingers, her body tensing as she neared her climax.
But I didn’t want her to come yet. I wanted to tease her, to draw out the pleasure for as long as possible. So I pulled back, my tongue leaving her folds as I looked up at her.
Her eyes were still closed, her face flushed with pleasure.
I paused, my tongue lingering just above her clit, as I felt her body trembling with anticipation. I could hear the frustration in her voice, the desire that was building up inside of her. I knew she wanted to come, but I wanted to tease her just a little bit longer. “Please,” she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire. “Please, just let me cum.”
I looked up at her, my eyes meeting hers. I could see the need in her gaze, the desperation that was building up inside of her. I smiled, my fingers tracing patterns along her thighs as I leaned in once again.
I leaned in, my lips meeting hers in a passionate kiss. Our tongues danced together, the taste of her arousal still lingering on my lips. I could feel her breath hitch as I slid one finger inside of her, feeling the warmth and wetness of her desire.
I began to move my finger in slow, deliberate circles, feeling the muscles inside of her clenching around me. I could feel her body tensing, her hips bucking upwards as I continued to tease her. I could hear her moans growing louder, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
As I deepened the kiss, I slowly began to insert a second finger into her pussy, feeling her muscles stretch to accommodate the added width. Her body tensed for a moment, and then relaxed, her hips tilting upwards to meet my hand. I could feel her wetness coating my fingers, and I groaned into her mouth as I slid them deeper, my fingertips brushing against the rough texture of her G-spot.
Her moans grew louder, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as I began to move my fingers in slow, deliberate circles. I could feel her body trembling, her muscles clenching around my fingers as she strained towards release.
As I continued to move my fingers in slow, deliberate circles, her moans grew louder, filling the room with a cacophony of pleasure. The sound was like a symphony, each note building upon the last, creating a crescendo of desire that seemed to reverberate through every molecule of air. The whole room was filled with her moans, the sound waves vibrating through my body, making my skin tingle with anticipation.
Her hips bucked upwards, her body straining towards release, as I brushed against her G-spot once more. Her muscles clenched around my fingers, holding them in a vice-like grip, as she hovered on the edge of orgasm.
As I continued to massage her G-spot, I could feel her body tensing, her muscles clenching around my fingers as she hovered on the edge of orgasm. I could hear the desperation in her voice, the need that was building up inside of her.
“Please, please let me cum,” she begged, her hips bucking upwards as she tried to meet my fingers.
I smiled, my fingers moving in slow, deliberate circles as I teased her. I wanted to make her wait, to draw out the pleasure for as long as possible. But I could see the frustration in her eyes, the desire that was burning inside of her.
As I gazed into her eyes, I could see the desperation reaching a boiling point. Her pupils were dilated, and her irises seemed to be burning with an inner fire. I knew that she was on the edge, teetering on the precipice of orgasm. I decided to push her over the edge, to send her tumbling into the abyss of pleasure.
I increased the pressure on her G-spot, my fingers moving in slow, deliberate circles. I could feel her muscles tensing, her body straining towards release. Her hips bucked upwards, her back arching off the bed as she let out a low, keening moan.
And then, it happened. She let out a loud, guttural cry as her orgasm washed over her, her muscles clenching around my fingers in a series of spasms. Her body shook, her hips bucking upwards as she rode out the waves of pleasure.
As her orgasm subsided, I slowly withdrew my fingers from her pussy, her muscles relaxing around them as I pulled out. I brought my fingers to her lips, and she opened her mouth, her eyes locked on mine. I inserted my fingers into her mouth, and she closed her lips around them, her tongue wrapping around my fingers as she tasted the mixture of her own cum and the lingering sweetness of the chocolate.
She sucked gently on my fingers, her eyes never leaving mine, as I watched her savor the taste of her own pleasure. I could see the satisfaction in her eyes, the knowledge that she had been thoroughly pleasured.