Previous Part: Unexpected Attractions
Meet Mohit, myself, a 32-year-old married guy who is funny, jolly and interested in young girls. And here’s Deeksha, a 19-year-old college student, a sweet girl who never realized she could be drawn to older men until she met Mohit.
Please also read the first part of this story to get the context. Let’s continue with the story.
My hand traced delicate patterns along Deeksha’s waist, relishing the softness of her skin beneath my touch. As my fingers danced lightly over her curves, I felt her breath hitch with anticipation. With tender affection, my other hand found its way to her breasts, caressing them with a gentle yet firm grasp.
The warmth of our kiss enveloped us, each moment stretching into eternity as we lost ourselves in the intoxicating embrace. Time seemed to stand still as our lips met in a dance of passion and desire, igniting a fire that burned with an insatiable hunger.
After what felt like an eternity, we reluctantly pulled away, our hearts still racing from the intensity of our shared connection. Sitting up straight, I gazed into Deeksha’s eyes, feeling a surge of desire coursing through me. With a soft smile, I slid my hand behind her neck.
My fingers trailed along her skin with a feather-light touch. Moving with deliberate tenderness, I slipped my hand inside her off-shoulder top, savouring the warmth of her body beneath my fingertips. I cupped her breasts. I could feel her heartbeat quicken in response, a silent testament to the passion between us.
Deeksha’s eyes met mine, a spark of excitement dancing within their depths as she leaned closer. Her breath mingled with mine in a tantalizing exchange. Our lips met once more in an emotional embrace, the kiss deepening with each passing moment.
As our tongues entwined in a dance of desire, I felt a surge of electricity coursing through my veins. Deeksha’s whisper sent shivers down my spine. She murmured against my ear, her voice laden with playful anticipation. “Guess the colour of my bra,” she breathed.
Her words sent a thrill of excitement racing through me. With a playful grin, I ventured a guess, the anticipation building with each passing second. “Blue, perhaps?” I suggested a hint of uncertainty in my voice. To my delight, Deeksha chuckled softly, shaking her head in amusement.
“Nope, it’s your favourite colour,” she teased, her eyes sparkling with mischief. I smiled in response, unable to contain my excitement at the prospect of unhooking it. Unable to contain my excitement, I gently slid my hand down her back, inside her loose top. I skillfully unhooked her bra with one hand.
Deeksha, taken aback by my bold move, my touch sending shivers down her spine, closed her eyes in anticipation. Her heart raced with excitement, eager to discover what would unfold next. Deeksha’s sharp intake of breath was music to my ears as she felt the fabric fall away, her body trembling with anticipation.
With a soft yet deliberate motion, I pushed down the edge of her off-shoulder top. Revealing the lacy edge of her bra and the tantalizing curve of her bare shoulder. The sight of her exposed skin filled me with a heady rush of desire. My heart pounded with unrestrained longing.
Leaning in, I pressed my lips against her bare skin, trailing a path of soft kisses along her collarbone. Deeksha’s soft moans of pleasure filled the air. I lavished attention on her. My hands roamed freely over her body with a hunger that bordered on desperation.
She moaned softly, her voice barely audible as she whispered my name in ecstasy. Encouraged by her response, I proceeded to push down her off-shoulder top to reveal her breasts. Eager to taste them and free her breasts from their confines.
I leaned down, eagerly taking one nipple into my mouth while my hand caressed the other, eliciting more soft moans of pleasure from her lips. Deeksha’s reaction was immediate. She pressed my head against her breasts, urging me to taste them fully.
“Wow, Sir, you’re amazing,” she whispered breathlessly. “Suck them. Drink all of it. Show them love. I’ve been waiting for this from you.” Lost in the moment, I continued to lavish attention on her breasts, savouring every sigh and gasp that escaped her.
Her delicate whispers of pleasure fueled my desire, urging me to explore further. With each gentle suckle and tender caress, I felt her surrendering to the pleasure, her body responding eagerly to my touch. Deeksha lost in ecstasy, began to suck on the fingers that I placed in her mouth.
Her gentle sucking silenced her moans momentarily. I devoted nearly half an hour to pleasuring her breasts, completely absorbed in the moment. Unbeknownst to me, Deeksha deftly unzipped my jeans and began to rub me through my underwear, eliciting soft groans of pleasure from me.
We both revelled in the moment and were lost in mutual desire. Eventually, we came up for air, adjusting our clothes as the interval began. Our hearts were still racing from the intense encounter. The memory of our intimate encounter lingered in the air, a silent promise of more to come.
As the interval began, we took a moment to catch our breath and adjust our clothes. The intensity of our shared moments lingered in the air, making it hard to focus on anything else. Deeksha’s eyes sparkled with a mix of excitement and shyness, while I couldn’t help but feel a growing sense of affection for her.
“I’ve never felt like this before,” Deeksha said, her voice a whisper as she leaned closer.
I smiled, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Me neither, Deeksha. You make everything feel so… I don’t even have a word for it !”
The lights in the theatre slowly came back on, and we noticed a few people starting to move around. We decided to use the opportunity to grab some refreshments, stepping out of our secluded row and making our way to the concession stand.
As we stood in line, I couldn’t resist the urge to hold her hand, our fingers intertwining naturally. Deeksha looked up at me, her eyes filled with warmth. “I never imagined my birthday would turn out like this,” she said, a hint of wonder in her voice.
“Well, I wanted to make it special for you,” I replied, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. “You deserve nothing less.”
After going to the washroom and getting our snacks, we returned to our seats, the theatre slowly filling up again. The second half of the movie started, but our thoughts were elsewhere. As soon as the lights went off, our lips met again passionately.
I was kissing her and squeezing her breasts over her top. My hand found its way back to her thigh, caressing it gently. She was playing with my erection over my jeans. As we continued to kiss and touch, I marvelled at how quickly our relationship had deepened.
What started as an innocent flirtation blossomed into something far more intense and passionate. Deeksha’s willingness to take risks and her eagerness to be with me only fueled my desire for her. We continued kissing passionately, our hands exploring each other’s bodies with growing intensity.
Her boldness and the way she responded to my touch made my heart race even faster. The thrill of being so close to her, combined with the darkened theatre, heightened our senses, making every touch feel electric. As my hands moved inside her top, I realized she had removed her bra when she went to the washroom.
I was impressed and surprised by her courage. “You’re braver than I thought,” I whispered against her lips. My hands caressed her bare skin. Deeksha moaned softly, her breath warm against my neck.
“And you’re full of temptations,” she replied, her voice a sultry whisper. Her hand moved more boldly over my jeans, teasing and stroking in a way that drove me wild.
Deeksha’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she nodded. Her hands worked deftly to unzip my jeans. She looked up at me with a playful glint in her eye. Her fingers grazed my growing arousal. “You won’t have to wait long,” she promised, her voice filled with anticipation.
I helped her open my jeans, giving her room to explore. Deeksha was shy but curious. Her hand tentatively wrapped around me, sending shivers down my spine. The combination of her touch and the electric atmosphere made the moment incredibly intense, leaving us both breathless with desire.
Not wanting to hold back, I unbuttoned her shorts and unzipped them. My hand slipped inside, moving over her panties, feeling the heat of her arousal. Deeksha’s breath hitched, her eyes closing as she savoured the sensation. Deeksha willingly spread her legs, giving me full access.
It was clear she was crossing all her limits with me, fully submitting herself. Her body trembled slightly as I touched her intimately. Our breaths synced in a rhythm of anticipation and longing. Her willingness, her openness, it all felt surreal.
The way she trusted me and gave herself to me was beyond anything I had ever experienced. I could feel her warmth and softness, her body responding eagerly to my touch. My fingers found their way to her pussy, gently exploring through the thin fabric. She gasped softly, her grip tightening around me.
Gently, I slipped one finger into her wetness, exploring her depths with tender strokes. She responded with unrestrained passion, her moans filling the air. She moaned louder, biting her lip to keep from making too much noise. Grasping my hand firmly, she pleaded, “Deeper.”
Yielding to her desire, I delved further inside. The intimate connection between us felt almost overwhelming, every touch sending waves of pleasure through both of us. Her moans were barely audible, but they resonated deeply within me, fueling my desire.
“Deeksha,” I whispered, my voice filled with a mix of tenderness and longing. “You feel amazing.” The thrill of our secret intimacy in the darkened theatre only heightened the intensity of the moment.
Her moans grew more intense. “Aahh, sir. It feels so good. Keep going, Sir. Wow, Sir, you are the best.” Continuing my gentle caresses, I responded to her fervent encouragement. I gently teased her. I could feel her growing more and more aroused, her body responding eagerly to my touch.
Her hand on me was moving with a rhythm that matched the escalating pace of our desires. Then, in a sudden surge of ecstasy, she gripped me tightly, arching her back. It was evident—she had reached the peak of pleasure. Then she sat back, her chest rising and falling with the rhythm of her rapid, heavy breaths.
Her eyes sparkling with delight, and she whispered, “Sir, this was the most incredible moment, the best gift I’ve ever received.” With gratitude, she leaned in and kissed me softly on the lips. In that tender moment, I tasted the essence of our shared intimacy, savouring the sweetness of her lips against mine.
Then, I delicately licked the sweet nectar from her pussy off my fingers. Her eyes widened in surprise as she watched, a hint of curiosity mixed with desire flickering in her gaze. “Wow, what did you just do?” she exclaimed, her voice filled with astonishment.
“I tasted your divine essence,” I replied, my voice filled with admiration. “It’s simply amazing. I wish I had tasted it sooner.”
Deeksha blushed shyly at my boldness. “I never imagined someone doing that,” she admitted softly.
Captivated by her reaction, I smiled, feeling a surge of affection. “You always surprise me,” she murmured, her voice tinged with wonder. “What’s next?”
With a playful grin, I leaned closer, our breaths mingling in the air. “The day is just beginning,” I whispered, my voice infused with promise. “Until 7 o’clock tonight, you’re all mine. Just wait and see.”
Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she reached for me, her touch sending delightful shivers down my spine. Each stroke of her hand unleashed a wave of pleasure, igniting a fiery passion within me. Her movements matched the rhythm of our growing desires, driving me to the brink of ecstasy.
“Your lips,” I began, my voice barely above a whisper, “do they only know how to taste mine?”
Her laughter filled the air, a delightful melody of playful desire. “No, sir,” she teased, her eyes dancing mischievously. “I have a return gift for your surprise.”
With a daring glint in her eye, she positioned herself between my legs, locking her gaze with mine. As she took me into her mouth, a surge of ecstasy rippled through me, electrifying every fibre of my being.
As the pleasure surged through me, I couldn’t help but lift my hips, urging my arousal deeper into Deeksha’s mouth. Her efforts to please me were evident in every movement, her lips and tongue working tirelessly to elicit waves of bliss.
With each stroke, she brought me closer to the pinnacle of ecstasy, her dedication driving me wild with desire. With each stroke, she seemed to unlock a new realm of sensation, igniting a fiery passion that consumed us both.
I marvelled at her boldness, amazed by the depth of her desire and the intensity of her passion. Her actions were bold yet filled with a tender affection that left me breathless. She moved with grace and skill. I was lost in the ecstasy of the moment, unable to resist the overwhelming pleasure she bestowed upon me.
I gently placed my hands on the back of her head, a silent assurance that I wanted more, that I craved every inch of her attention. With each touch, I encouraged her to continue, to explore the depths of pleasure with unwavering determination.
I wanted her to know that I was fully surrendered to her. I trusted her to lead me to the heights of pleasure. Together, we were lost in a whirlwind of passion and desire, each moment more intense than the last. I felt myself teetering on the edge of ecstasy.
I knew that Deeksha was the one who would lead me there, guiding me with her touch, her devotion, and her boundless love. I informed her of my imminent climax. Swiftly, she withdrew her mouth, ensuring my release didn’t catch her off guard.
With gentle care, she cleaned my cum using a tissue, tending to every trace of our intimate moment. Sitting upright, we composed ourselves, adjusting our attire. She expressed her gratitude, “Thanks, sir. I never knew one could enjoy so much even in a movie theatre.”
As the movie concluded, we ventured to a nearby restaurant for lunch. Engrossed in conversation, we shared thoughts and laughter over our meal.
Then, inquisitive as ever, she inquired, “Sir, what other surprises do you have in store?”
To be continued.
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