Hello everyone, my name is Shreya. I am 26 and have a pretty face with a white, creamy skin. My body is like a dream with curves in all the right places – 36DD boobs and a 36-inch butt. I love to tease guys with my big, round boobs that have pink, puffy nipples. I also have a nice, wide bottom that makes any man want to grab it.
One day, I went to a family wedding and wore a pink blouse with no sleeves and no back. It showed a lot of my big boobs and made them look really good. I had on a low waist skirt that showed off my flat belly and my belly button. I was sipping water in a quiet spot when a hot, handsome guy looked at me. He had a beard and nice, deep eyes. He walked over and gave me a cheeky wink. I decided to play hard to get and pretended to be shy.
The guy came closer and asked for my name. I replied with a little attitude, “What do you want it for?” He talked about my body without saying it and I played along, saying that I knew he liked what he saw. He was very sure of himself and said, “I don’t just want to play with them, I want to handle them in my own rough way.”
As we talked, I felt his eyes on my chest and neck. I pretended to be upset but I was getting really turned on. When I walked away, my boobs and butt jiggled in the skirt and he whispered, “Your ass sways so nicely.” I blushed and called him a name, but he just kept smiling.
Later, my dad introduced me to him. It turned out that he was his friend’s son, named Junaid. We talked more and took a picture together. While we were getting ready for the picture, Junaid’s cock was hard and pushing into my butt. I was getting wet just feeling it. We took the picture and he touched my side boobs, making them jiggle a bit.
As we walked away from everyone to get food, Junaid slapped my ass and whispered about how much he wanted to spank me. We went to a private spot and he pinned me against the wall, taking off my bra. He played with my big tits, making them bounce and my nipples get hard. He said he liked watching them jiggle and I pretended to be upset but I liked it.
“You’re so bad, Junaid,” I said, trying to hide my excitement.
“You love it, Shreya,” he whispered back, smiling wickedly.
My father’s friend’s son started to kiss my neck and I felt his hand sneak into my blouse, squeezing my left boob. His thumb circled my nipple and I gasped. My whole body was on fire. His other hand went to my waist and he pulled me closer to him.
“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” I murmured, but I didn’t push him away.
“Believe it, baby,” he said, his voice thick with desire. “Your body is mine for the taking.”
He turned me around so my chest was against the wall and started to kiss my neck again. His hands slid down to my hips and he pulled up my skirt. I felt his hard cock against my ass and knew he wasn’t joking.
“Do you like that, Shreya?” he asked, pushing his hips into me.
“Y-yes,” I stuttered, unable to lie.
With one hand still on my hip, he used his other hand to touch my panties. He slid his finger under the fabric and found my wetness. I moaned and arched my back, giving him better access. He pushed a finger inside me and I was lost.
“Oh, you’re so tight,” he groaned. “I need to be in you.”
He pulled down my panties and bent me over the chair. I could feel his cock against my pussy, hot and thick. He pushed into me and I gripped the chair tightly, my eyes rolling back in pleasure.
“Junaid,” I whispered, my voice filled with lust.
“I know you want it, Shreya,” he said, starting to move in and out of me slowly. “You’re so wet for me.”
His words made me wetter and I started to move with him, pushing back onto his cock. We were in a rhythm, our bodies moving together like we’d been doing this for years. His hand found my clit and he started to rub it in circles.
“I’m going to cum,” I moaned, my voice echoing in the empty room.
“Cum for me, baby,” he encouraged, his voice strained with his own pleasure.
I felt my orgasm building and soon it crashed over me, my pussy clenching around his cock. My dad’s friend’s son followed quickly after, filling me up with his hot cum. We stayed like that for a moment, panting and trying to catch our breath.
When we finally pulled apart, I couldn’t believe what had just happened. But as I looked into Junaid’s smoldering eyes, I knew I wanted more.
“See you later,” he said with a smug smile, tucking his shirt back in.
“Junaid,” I called after him, trying to sound casual. “What’s your room number?”
“214,” he said over his shoulder. “Don’t forget to visit me tonight.”
With a sly smile, I nodded and watched him walk away, my mind already racing with thoughts of what we’d do when we were alone again.
As the wedding festivities continued, I couldn’t help but feel a thrill every time I saw Junaid from across the room. Our secret encounter in the corner had left me feeling abandoned and desperate for more. My nipples remained hard, pressing against the fabric of my blouse, and my pussy was still wet with the evidence of our passion.
I watched him dance with other women, his muscular arms holding them close as their bodies swayed together. His deep eyes would occasionally meet mine, and every time they did, a jolt of electricity shot through me. His smile was knowing, as if he could feel the heat between my legs just from looking at me.
The night grew late and the wedding crowd began to thin. I slipped away from my family’s watchful gaze and made my way to room 214, my heart racing. The anticipation was unbearable, my breasts heavy and my pussy throbbing with need. When I opened the door, I found Junaid sitting on the bed, his shirt open and his chest glistening with a fine sheen of sweat from the dance floor.
“Shreya,” he said, his voice like velvet. “I’ve been waiting for you.”
“I couldn’t stay away,” I admitted, my voice barely a whisper.
He stood up and walked over to me, his eyes never leaving mine. He reached out and traced the line of my jaw with his thumb, sending shivers down my spine. His other hand found the zipper of my skirt and slowly lowered it, letting the fabric pool at my feet.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, kissing me deeply.
Our bodies pressed together, my firm 36DD breasts pushing against his chest. His hand found the back of my neck, pulling me closer as our tongues danced together. I could feel his cock, thick and hard, pressing against my stomach.
I broke the kiss and took a step back, allowing him to appreciate the view of my naked body. I reached behind me to unhook my bra, letting my breasts spill out. His eyes widened and he licked his lips as I let the garment fall to the floor.
“Come here,” he growled, his voice thick with desire.
I stepped closer, and my father’s friend’s son took my breasts in his hands, kneading them gently. His thumbs brushed over my rock-hard nipples, and I couldn’t help but gasp. He lowered his mouth to my chest, taking one of my nipples between his teeth and tugging gently. A moan escaped my lips and my knees weakened.
“Junaid,” I whimpered, arching my back.
He switched to my other nipple, giving it the same treatment. I could feel my pussy clenching with each tug, my juices flowing freely.
“I want you,” I panted.
“You’re going to have me, Shreya,” he promised, his eyes dark with lust. “But first, I need to taste you.”
With that, he dropped to his knees and pushed my thighs apart. He kissed a trail down my belly and over my mound, making my breath hitch. His tongue darted out and flicked over my clit, and I threw my head back, moaning loudly.
“You’re so sweet,” he said, his voice muffled against my skin.
He continued to tease me, his tongue circling my clit and dipping into my wetness. My hands found his hair, and I held him in place as I rode the waves of pleasure he was giving me.
“I’m going to cum,” I warned, my voice shaking.
“Not yet,” he murmured, pulling away. “I want you to cum on my cock.”
He stood up and undid his pants, his erection springing free. It was long and thick, and I couldn’t wait to feel it inside me. He lifted me onto the bed, and I spread my legs for him eagerly. He positioned himself at my entrance and pushed inside, filling me completely.
“Oh, God,” I moaned, my eyes rolling back in my head.
He began to move, his hips driving into me with a fierce passion. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him deeper. His cock hit all the right spots, and I felt myself getting closer and closer to the edge.
“Fuck me harder,” I begged.
He complied, his thrusts becoming more urgent. I could feel him getting closer too, his breaths coming in harsh pants.
“I’m going to cum,” he grunted.
“Do it,” I urged, my own orgasm building.
With a final, powerful thrust, he emptied himself inside me. I screamed out my release, my body shaking with the intensity of it. We collapsed onto the bed, our limbs tangled together.
As we lay there, our hearts pounding in unison, I knew this was only the beginning of our wild, passionate affair.
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