I’m here to narrate an incident which happened a couple of years back. I am Santosh (Name changed). This incident is between me and my colleague Pallavi (Name changed).
We worked together on the same project for 3 years. Pallavi was my senior and I always had an eye on her. Describing me, I was 28 and around 5’10”. I have an athletic body after years of jogging. Even though I don’t have a chiselled body, it was pretty decent and lean. I am a teetotaller, and so was Pallavi.
Describing Pallavi, Pallavi was 30 and unmarried. Pallavi stood gracefully at 5’6″, boasting a lean figure. It struck the perfect balance between slender and voluptuous. Her physique was a celebration of proportion, featuring 34C breasts and distinctly curved hips.
It sculpted an enviable hourglass silhouette. Each element of her body harmoniously contributed to an aesthetic allure that could capture anyone’s gaze. Her complexion was a rich and inviting dark tone. It was beautifully complemented by an elegant smile that radiated warmth and sophistication.
Pallavi’s almond-shaped eyes were a work of art, intricately carved and framed by precisely shaped eyebrows, adding depth to her gaze. The focal point of her face was a delicate and beautifully contoured nose with a rounded tip. Beneath it, her lips were a revelation – tender, juicy, and irresistibly soft.
Enhanced by the application of vibrant red lipstick, they held an allure that invited longing glances and stirred desires. Crowning her features was a cascade of curly hair, meticulously tied with a sense of neatness that complemented her overall elegance.
Pallavi’s legs were firm and well-proportioned, leading to thighs that were sculpted to perfection. Her buttocks, though juicy, retained a tasteful proportion that added to the overall allure of her physique.
Pallavi possessed a body that could be described as nothing short of beautiful. Any man fortunate enough to have her would undoubtedly consider himself lucky.
This incident happened on a Saturday. I had to drop Pallavi home in the evening after work. It was late, and there was no other transport. Pallavi looked stunning today, dressed in a black satin, form-fitting T-shirt paired with black trousers. She sat beside me in the car and fastened her seatbelt.
I couldn’t help but appreciate how the snug seatbelt accentuated her curves. The combination of the well-fitted clothes and the secure seatbelt only served to highlight her figure. I couldn’t help but notice a subtle hint of her bra lining and faintly discern her nipples through the fabric.
The very sight was appealing and arousing. I couldn’t concentrate on the entire journey. My mind kept going back to her figure, her inner inner beauty and her fantasies. During the journey, we spoke about each other’s personal lives and were beginning to get to know each other.
Finally, I reached Pallavi’s apartment. When Pallavi invited me home, I actually didn’t want to go as my mind was already fantasising about a lot of things. However, in order not to be rude, I obliged and went to her apartment with the intention of a quick getaway.
I asked Pallavi, “Why not consider sharing an apartment? It could help you save some money.”
She replied, “I like staying alone.”
Curious, I inquired, “Don’t you get bored?”
Pallavi replied, “I invite friends whenever I feel bored.”
Playfully, I suggested, “Having a roommate could keep you from getting bored.”
She countered, “Having a roommate at 30 is different from having one in your early 20s. Independence becomes more crucial.”
I agreed, “True,” and added teasingly, “At least if you stay alone, you can have your boyfriend over.”
She didn’t reply, leaving me unsure if she was annoyed or chose not to respond. I, too, confessed to her that I, too, stayed alone. I teasingly told her that if we shared an apartment then we both would never get bored. I was not sure how she would react. But thoroughly aroused, and I was out of my mind.
Me: You look stunning today.
Pallavi: Only today?
Me: No, you look stunning always. Any guy would be lucky to stay with you.
I realised my comment might have come out incorrectly, expecting Pallavi to get mad. But to my fortune, she took it sportingly.
Pallavi: Why do you think so?
Me: Honestly, you’re one of the most amazing women I know. Not just intellectually but beautiful in every way.
Pallavi: (Teasingly) You’re such a bad flirt.
Me: Why do you think I’m flirting with you?
Pallavi: It is so evident.
As the conversation continued, I tried to hide some gentle erections by sitting cross-legged.
Me: (Confessing) Yes, I am attracted to you, but I can’t help it. I’m sorry if I’ve been a jerk.
For the first time, I could see a change in our conversation and sense that Pallavi was a little shy. She asked me why and how am I attracted to her. Now gaining confidence and realising that Pallavi was taking things sportively, I told her that she looked stunning in the black dress.
Even though I liked her at an intellectual level, for now, I was drawn to her physically. Pallavi just blushed, and she just replied that I was such a dumbass. She was 3 years my senior. To my surprise, she came and sat next to me, placed a gentle peck on my lips and went away.
For 2 minutes, I was dumbfounded and not sure what had just transpired. The Pallavi whom I had always fantsized and also respected had just become a reality. I was not sure what to do next or if I should make any move. Pallavi behaved as if nothing had happened.
She went ahead and was doing something on the table with her back facing me. I was completely aroused now seeing her figure, but not sure what to do. I knew Pallavi wouldn’t resist as she had just kissed me. Mustering some courage, I approached Pallavi from behind.
Initially hugging her and gently sniffing her neck. To my relief, she didn’t resist. Gaining some courage and confidence, with my fingers, I held her hand. I caressed her stomach, all the while softly sniffing and kissing her neck from behind.
My cheeks brushed against her well-tied hair. I could smell the lavender fragrance of the perfume she was wearing. I asked her if she was okay with this. She replied, “Yes, Dumbo. Go ahead,” with a giggle. She said, “Let’s see what you got.”
My ego was slightly hurt. But still unable to digest what had just transpired, I delicately sucked on her neck, planting gentle kisses along her neckline. From behind, I tenderly kissed her ears, softly sucking on them. I teased her by rolling the tip of my tongue inside her earlobe.
Our fingers continued to explore each other while I caressed her tummy and inner thighs. Still unsure if she was enjoying it, I asked her directly if she liked it. She blushed and replied softly, “Yes.”
Her mix of shyness and confidence intrigued me, leaving me puzzled by the combination of emotions she was expressing. From behind, I slid my hand beneath the fabric of her T-shirt, caressing and tracing the contours of her body.
My warm fingers moved sensually over her heated abdomen. It was gradually making its way towards the enticing curve of her breasts. I could sense the outline of her bra, her breasts now firm, and her nipples hardened.
I began delicately rolling the tip of my tongue along her neckline, exploring the edges of her T-shirt. While my hands fondled over her breasts, I moved towards her cheeks and began licking them. I rolled my tongue over her cheeks, attempting to reach her lips.
Pallavi’s closed eyes clearly revealed her enjoyment of the moment. With her hands, she attempted to pull me even closer from behind. I delicately removed her T-shirt, gaining a top-down view of her cleavage. Pallavi was adorned in a designer black bra, gracefully supporting her firm and upright breasts.
The distinct cleavage was clearly visible from above, with beads of sweat tracing a path from her neckline down towards her enticing cleavage. I began gently fondling her breasts, cupping them with care. From behind, my right hand cupped her right breast.
Simultaneously, my left hand cupped her left breast. I kissed and licked her cheeks, and with a slight bend, I reached further to her lips. Our tongues met, initiating a passionate exchange of licking and sucking, intertwining with each other in a heated embrace.
I asked Pallavi if she liked it and if there was anything different or more to please her. She just closed her eyes and replied, “Continue whatever you are doing.” Encouraged by her response, I quickly removed my T-shirt and pants. I was immediately able to feel the intense heat emanating from Pallavi’s body.
She was heated up. Moving my hands down, I unhooked Pallavi’s pants. I slid my hands inside Pallavi’s pants, exploring her groin and inner thighs. I could feel that she was already wet. My warm fingers moved over her inner thighs, and Pallavi let out soft moans.
She tightly held my hands, subtly guiding them further towards her desires. Meanwhile, we continued to suck and explore each other’s tongues passionately. Standing behind her, I admired Pallavi’s cleavage and caught a glimpse of her underwear.
The scent of her perfume lingered with each breath. I kept lavishing attention on her cheeks, neckline, ears, and nose with my tongue. The growing intensity of my erection was undeniable. Pallavi could feel the firm presence of my hard dick behind her.
I knelt down and smoothly slid Pallavi’s pants down. I caressed my hands gently over her thighs. I planted kisses on her waist from behind, delicately sucking on them. My fingers continued to explore the spaces between Pallavi’s thighs. My tongue traced along her waistline and back.
I kept licking her back from the edge of her underwear towards her neck, savouring the moments. Pallavi called out my name, moaning as I traced my tongue over the edge of her underwear, exploring its contours. With my left hand, I gently caressed her breasts.
My right hand rubbed her inner thighs simultaneously, heightening the pleasure between us. I unhooked Pallavi’s bra. I watched as her voluptuous breasts were set free. A captivating sight as they untangled from the confines of her bra. While doing so, I continued to lick her back with the tip of my tongue.
Just above her underwear, adding to the sensuality of the moment. Rolling my tongue and teasing Pallavi with the tip around her waist heightened her pleasure. She was shivering, moaning, and calling my name. Simultaneously, with the tip of my fingers, I started tracing circles over her nipples.
The moment I did that, Pallavi grabbed my hands, guiding me further with pleasure. I could sense that she was thoroughly enjoying it. I kept up the sensual exploration, kissing her from behind and moving from her waist towards her buttocks. I occasionally placed kisses between her inner thighs.
I was sensually sucking and licking her inner thighs. This foreplay continued for almost 30 minutes when I finally slid her red underwear down. Pallavi was cleanly shaven, and her vulva was slightly dark in colour. The skin had multiple folds. I could see she was lubricated as the liquid was oozing out of her vulva.
I turned Pallavi towards me for the first time and hugged her tightly. Our lips now cleanly met, and I kissed her again. This time, we were kissing passionately with our tongues and lips intertwined. I moved down and sucked her nipples with the tip of my tongue.
I kissed Pallavi gently once more on her lips and expressed my readiness. I asked her if she was ready. She nodded, whispering, “Please go ahead, baby.” Aroused by her response, I inquired how she would like me to proceed.
She replied that since I had taken the lead so far, she trusted me to know what would be best. Further boosting my confidence, I took Pallavi to bed and made her lie in doggy style. With her voluptuous hips, she was lying in front of me, waiting for me to enter her.
She placed 2 pillows in front of her to support her. She was on her knees, spread apart, ready for me to enter. I went to Pallavi carefully. Before I could penetrate, I leaned forward and felt her hips with my hips. She was bending, and I could see her breasts dangling in the air.
I leaned over Pallavi, planting kisses on her back while tracing my tongue from her hips up to her neck. Simultaneously, I gently squeezed her breasts, eliciting a soft “Mmmmm” moan from her. Seeking affirmation, I asked Pallavi if she enjoyed it.
She responded with a breathy, “Yes, baby.” Desiring further reassurance, I inquired if she was sure. Pallavi reassured me with a heartfelt, “I loved everything you did today. I have never been touched and felt like this before. Please continue.”
Her words echoed with satisfaction and a desire for more, intensifying the connection between us. Her words encouraged me to explore further. My dick was erect now, and pre cum was oozing out. With the tip of my dick head and I gently traced her vulva. I rubbed my dick head over the folds of her wet skin.
I fondled her inner thighs and groin area with the tip of my dick head. Pallavi was tightly holding the bedsheet in anticipation. I asked her, “Shall I go in?” to which she replied, “Yes, baby.” I held my dick in my hand, grabbed her waist. I gently penetrated my dick inside her.
As soon as I went in, I could sense the warmth inside her. My dick could feel the inside of her pussy muscles and the wetness and warmth inside her. I truly felt the connection building between us. I gently moved in and out. With each movement, I could feel the warmth and inner muscles of Pallavi.
She was tightly pressing the bed and moaning. I asked Pallavi if she was okay, and she just replied, “Please don’t stop and continue.” This continued for a few penetrations. Pallavi was beginning to get into sync, enjoying the rhythm. She was moving her hips in tandem and gentle circles.
It allowed both of us to explore the depths of the position. She was in a trance-like state. I asked her if she was ready for more pleasure. She asked, “How much more?” I replied, “You will know, baby.”
Balancing myself, I placed my left hand over the bed. With my right hand, I started tracing circles over her nipples. I tried to do this while penetrating her, trying to time the penetration and the circles. With our heights matching, I also tried to plant kisses and licks on her back.
Pallavi was thoroughly enjoying it as the moans were getting louder now. I could sense the pussy getting wetter. There was liquid oozing from her pussy during each penetration. Her hands were tightly clasped against the bed, with saliva drooling from her mouth.
We continued this for a few more strokes until I finally ejaculated inside her. I could sense even she had reached orgasm. She was totally wet by now, and her breaths were heavy. We both rested on top of each other with our hands intertwined. There was a newfound connection which we sensed today.
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