Cool Jaipur Hot Shristhi – Part 2 (Photo Session)

With the sexual heat engulfing our bodies, I moved to take a few more snaps in this photo session. It turned out to be a good snap. She was happy the way she was looking. I wanted to make her nude and frame her pictures in my mind forever. I was not too far from doing it.

I asked her to take off her dupatta, keep her hands back on the bed, relax her head back, close her eyes for a relaxed sensual pose. She obliged. I could clearly see the shapes of her boobs. I had never seen more perfectly shaped boobs.

They looked extremely hot, juicy, and inviting. The temptation to take them in my hands and feel them was too hard to resist. The way they were heaving with her heavy breathing was an incredible sight. The size of her boobs looked like they grew with her every breath.

I could not resist staring at them shamelessly. She knew I wanted them. As our eyes met, we could not hide our feeling for each other. I wanted to play with them, lick her lovely nipples hidden beneath her choli. Her short choli shaped her curves.

With her lehenga pushed up to her knees, she looked amazingly hot and desirable. The closeness was manipulating my mind and tempting me to the core. I wanted her fab body, her amazing boobs, soft, supple ass, and dripping pussy.

I asked her to push her shoulders back, so her boobs would be pushed out. She did not understand. I went near her, touched her shoulders, looked at her boobs. I kept my fingers on her choli pulled them, asking her to push them out. She looked at me. I could see horniness clearly oozing from her eyes.

She seductively pushed her boobs, looking at me, inviting me by her eyes,
She asked me seductively, “Jiju, is this fine?” her sensual voice and how she told it clearly explained how horny she was. Her eyes wanting me to grab her boobs and play with them.

I wanted to fuck her, suck her and lick her till eternity. I said, “Yes, perfect, you look like a dream, hot and sexy.” I caressed her neck pulled the band from her silky hair to free them. We were so indulged in each other we never bothered to think what if Sapna would walk in.

I was close to her when she pushed her boobs out. I could see them heaving with her breathing getting heavier every moment. Her sensual perfume was drowning me deep in her ocean of sexuality. Her breasts started swelling with her every breath.

She started breathing heavily. Her nipples sought to stab through every layer of stiff starched cloth of her short choli. Her perfect round boobs created a lovely sight in the bright lights, good enough for any man to lose his morals. I clicked few pictures, asked her to wait, and dimmed the lights.

She pushed her hairs aside, kept one hand on her hairs and the other on her tender waist. She looked up to create a magical seductive sight. Oh, she looked awesome. I clicked a few more snaps. She said, “Jiju, let’s see the pics.”

I sat behind her on the bed, touching her bare shoulders. She flipped her photos. She relaxed her back on me as we spoke. She asked me, “Oh god, do I look like a hot bitch, Jiju?” she turned back to look into my eyes. She again placed her hands on my bare thighs as we spoke.

Her closeness, the intoxicating scent of her body, and the incredible arousing atmosphere. It was a perfect setting for a hard fuck. I pushed my hard dick on her back-breathing hot on her neck, feeling her soft hot skin. I had almost kept my chin on her shoulder.

I said, “You have a fabulous body, absolutely sexy. Would you like to pose like a real bitch for a bull?”

She said, “Yes, Jiju, if you want me to see like that, no problem, let’s do it, it’s between us.”

I told her, “Yes, Srishti, let’s do it today, whatever that makes you happy.” I kept quiet, with our breathing getting heavier. She looked at my face and said, “Yes, sure, Jiju, now tell me what I should do, sit, stand or sleep.”

I was not expecting this answer, but it only added fuel to the fire. Moving my fingers on her sexy choli, I asked her “Can I unhook this?” She looked at me and said, “Ok.” The feel of her fingers and hand on my thighs, indicating the heat rising in her body.

It had 2 buttons. I moved my fingers slowly across her back, feeling her skin, then moving to unhook them. She did not speak a word just sat there like a fucking horny slut allowing me to undress her. I could see her black lacy bra tightly holding her lovely boobs caged in them.

I carefully slowly pushed it down her shoulders and arms, whispering in her ears, “You got such a lovely body, soft skin, Srishti.” She could feel my dick make its move in my shorts, and she could feel my heat too. Her fingers now firming their grip on my thighs.

I kept my fingers paying on her back and moving to feel the skin of her boobs.
She asked me, “You wanted to see me in this lingerie right, I saw you staring at them.”

I said, “Yes, who would not like to see you in that? You are a too hot baby. I wish to see you even without them,” I started to feel her hack with my fingers and kissing her neck. “I also saw you staring at something while I was changing.”

She looked in my eyes moving her hands inside my shorts, saying, “What is that something called Jiju?”

I smiled and said, “You are feeling it, and it is desperate for you, my hot piece of meat.”

She said, “Yes, meat can only satisfy meat Jiju, fuck man, I love this dirty talk, Jiju.”

Her fingers moving up as we spoke. It was now dangerously close to the tip of my rock-hard dick. My finger started trembling as I tried to completely remove her choli. She just touched the tip of my dick. Oh god, it sent uncontrollable senses in my body, making me quiver like mad.

I kept her choli aside and asked her, “Can you just stand down?” She stood in from me in her bra and lehenga. I sat in front of her on my knees and looked up. Man, let me tell you, just a glance of her heavy heaving boobs made me mad for them. They looked awesome, ripe, and juicy.

Her skin shone in the dim lights. She knew exactly how close we were feeling and how hot we were currently. Experience had taught us that the kind of excitement we were feeling at that moment was never, ever one-sided. We knew that it was born of acute desire and mutual anticipation.

We knew, too, that we could not deny it as we both wanted it badly. I pulled her lehenga down just till the edge of her panty line, feeling her lovely waist and rolling my fingers on her navel and belly. I saw her close her eyes when I did so. She moaned, “Jiju.”

I kissed her belly gently. The first direct kiss on her hot body was so bloody absorbing, I wanted to get sucked in her skin and body. I pushed my fingers inside her bra, feeling her hot and now firm boobs. She wanted more, but I stopped.

I love playing this waiting game raising the bar of heat for a real horny experience. She moved her hands on my head and said, “Remove it, Jiju. My body needs fresh air.” She looked in my eyes. There was something about those cold, cold eyes that set off sparks in her.

Not just sparks, a timber fire burning up slowly. I found something deep inside her that had never been touched before. It ignited just for me. As she kept her hand on my shoulder. Her every touch was maddening me. Her every action was igniting me.

My fingers were close to her panties, she sat there in a bra, and her lehenga pushed down. Her hair let loose, her body glowing in the dim lights and her eyes inviting me. I bloody wanted her badly. She could see my tension building as she glanced at my shorts. My bulge was clearly visible.

I touched her waist, gently moving up, kissing her back and neck. I moved my hands to her lehenga.

She said, “Please remove it, remove everything Jjiu, don’t wait.”

I said, “Have patience, baby.”

She said, “Jiju, I don’t want to wait, and I can’t wait, please take me.”

Before I could say anything, she shamelessly held her lehenga and pushed it down. It slipped down, exposing her soft, smooth legs. She was only in her bra and panty. She relaxed her head back and spread her legs a little and asked me, “Do I look like a bitch now.”

I said, “Yes, my bitch, you look like a bloody horny bitch.”

She held my hands, moving to keep them on her boobs.

She said, “Do dirty things to your bitch Jiju, be shameless, and fuck me Jiju.”

I said, “You are mine, Srishti, my fucking whore.”

She looked at me in anticipation and said, “Anything that you say, Jiju.”

Excitement had my blood rushing through my veins, and my heart started beating wildly. That was it. All of it. She made me feel alive. Every second she was with me, no matter the emotion, I felt intensely alive.

I picked her phone and clicked a few snaps. I indicated towards her boobs, asking her to push them further. She obliged. Her deep cleavage was now clearly visible. We stopped speaking. Just each other’s signs were enough to understand.

I moved my fingers on my shoulders, indicating to push down her bra straps. She pushed them down, and oh boy, I was blown away by her beauty. I could not concentrate clearly. She knew my situation as my bulge kept growing in my pants.

My hands started to tremble as I clicked those pics of her. I stood there like a dumb ass doing nothing, just staring at her. She called me loud with her hands open for a tight hub. I ran into her arms for a warm tight hug, kissed her lips, sat near her.

Neither she bothered to cover her open body, neither she pushed up her bra straps. Her bra holding the last bit of her boobs just covering her nipples, creating ripples in my body. We both were almost nude, feeling each other’s bodies.

I was in no mood to look at the pictures when she was right in front of me. I took the mobile from her hands and kept it aside, and pulled her closer to me. I moved my hands to feel her hot body. The intensity between us kept rising every minute. She stopped me, stood in front of me.

Her wet lips made my body shake with sexual rage. The moment to make her roll her beneath me and fuck her hard had come. Our thoughts, feelings, and reactions originated due to our closer bonding. Our fear, confusion made way for other bodily sensations, which drove us closer to each other.

I held her by the waist to pull her closer to me, turned her around to make her sit. She almost sat on my dick. There was nothing to speak about between us. I kept my chin on her shoulders and my hands on her boobs to hug her from behind. She moved her hands back to caress my hair gently.

She relaxed leaned back on me, allowing me to play with her boobs. I pushed her bra down to free her boobs and started to knead her boobs. She moved her hands to hold my neck. In fact, she firmly held it in her grip. I could see her close her eyes as I squeezed them gently.

My hands were caressing and kneading her boobs continuously. She turned her face back. We got in a long-wet kiss. Our tongues were tangled, mixing our saliva, sucking each other’s lips. I unhooked her bra to roll my fingers on her nipples in circles.

Occasionally I squeezed her boobs and nipples gently, making her moan in delight. Slowly she moved her ass, moving it from left to right to feeling my hardness on her ass crack. I was trying to push it thru her butt crack to make her feel my heat.

My fingers alternated, going down to her pussy hole, caressing it over the soft, hot, wet pussy lips covered by the thin material of her panty. Slowly I peeled her lacy designer panty from her glowing skin. She raised her lovely ass as I slid it down her thighs, feeling her pussy with my fingertips.

I could see her silky-smooth pussy glistening with oozing cum. She was so wet, so hot, so horny, so bitchy, how could I not fuck her. It would be the greatest sin ever to not push my huge dick in her sweet little hole. She moaned at my every touch.

I turned her around, kissed her all over her body, licked her all over her body. I softly bit her all over her body. She was moaning like a fucking whore, loud and wild. She sat on my lap, we hugged each other tightly, our body heat rising to its peak.

The close feeling of her hot skin and the warmth of her boobs stirred me completely from inside. I started to kiss her boobs and feel them weighing them in my hands. She felt claimed and bonded in my arms like animals do. I felt like I’ve already caught and trapped her as my prey for the night.

I played between her boobs. She was merely priming me, leaving me to simmer in her juices. She was anxiously waiting for the moment when I would take my first bite from her burning boobs. We left all our shame behind.

We were basically in a sphere of love, lust, light, and warmth, and the rest of the world disappeared. It was better than I ever could have dreamed. She sat on me hot and nude.

Her body burning in desire, her body and boobs blooming and glowing in the dim orange lights. Her hands were moving slowly, stroking my back and hairs.