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A ray of light leaked through the holes of the ventilator and assaulted Arnab’s eyelids. He turned his body, breaking the seal of his warm imprint on the bed. A looming glow invaded the room; darkness turned to soft shadows. A low-level crisis began. The day was about to break free. Arnab scrambled. Taking hold of his blanket enveloped himself in it like a warm hug. A leg escaped from under the covers, hoping to find the perfect balance of warmth and coolness. All he wanted at this moment was to binge and watch his dreams and sleep for a thousand years. But then he heard the movement of a body near him on the bed.
Before he could open his eyes, a soft hand clasped his face. “Arn,” he heard and he scooped up a soft body that smells of doughy sweetness.
Madhu climbed his body as if it were a jungle gym. She squeezed herself to his body. He clambered to wrap his arms around her. Making claims on her soft, petite body. But she was a harbinger of the morning. Arnab buried his face in the pillow, threw the covers over his head, but he was outnumbered. Madhu bounced on the bed like a trapeze artist. There was no salvation, no sanctuary, and no refuge. Just as he thought all was lost, a vision was delivered to the center of his brain; it arrived like an answer to a prayer, the beautiful face of Madhu sweeter than the pillow under his head. He could smell the morning freshness of her body.
A morning filled the room and there she was, pink-cheeked and peaceful in the peach light of dawn. Madhu had already kicked her way out of blankets and lay diagonally across his chest. He looked at her. She was so pretty. She had shoulder-length black hair mixed with brown hair (she dyed some portion of her hair with henna) that framed her beautiful round face perfectly. Her eyes were brown too. Her lips were as red as cherries and Arnab could see her teeth as white as pearls. Her skin looked so smooth and flawless. A mop of black long hair that mingled with his grey hair so you could easily tell where his ends and hers begin. As Arnab continued watching, he saw her huge breasts rising up and down with her every breath.
It was a bright morning; Arnab couldn’t help but buried his face in Madhu’s hair. He breathed in the sweet scent of her, the complicated perfume that tells she was his only. His face came down and ultimately his face was placed on her cleavage and he could smell the fragrance of the protruding flesh. The smell was pervading now, new and fresh, the pheromones fired like a cannon blast targeted straight for his center, meant for him and only him, designed by years of evolution to draw him in.
Madhu felt him curl around her and turned towards him, nuzzling in like a newborn pup. One hand wrapped around his neck, long and thin fingers tangling in his hair. Her breath was whisper-soft against his cheek. Her eyelids fluttered as she slowly surfaced from wherever she wanders in her dreams. One minute she was snuggled into him and the next she was perched on her knees, caressing his naked body with her soft touch. Madhu giggled beside him, a sound that filled his heart; it was a sound too perfect for this world or any other he could imagine. Both were cuddled together on the bed, one of her legs draped over his ankle. They were all still somewhere else, while they were here, relishing in the soft beginning of a new day. Arnab woke up slowly, enjoying the light slanting through the window. His back arched and curled, becoming limber with movement. He was lost in the feel of his body against her skin. He let himself float in the room’s silence, only broken by the birds greeting spring.
Madhu stirred when he bumped into her. She made groggy sounds, started to roll over in his direction, discovered there was no room, and then whispered, “What time is it?”
He looked at the clock on her side of the bed and said, “Just 15 minutes to 6.00 A.M. Sorry, I had to pee. Didn’t mean to wake you.”
There was a pause and Madhu said, “Oh.” Another pause then she said, “All our family members must have enjoyed the wedding night of tribes and by this time all of them are most probably returning?”
“I don’t think they would return so early, further it would take much time as it quite distances from here,” replied Arnab.
Madhu slowly floundered around until she was facing him, and then snuggled into his chest. Her long hair tickled his nose, eyes, and mouth. He put his upper arm around her, smoothing down her naked white marble backside. She made a mumbling sound. Arnab started to pat her spongy butt.
“Princess, I am so lucky to have you next to me,” Arnab said and kissed her.
“You know exactly how to make me feel better, last night was extraordinary, you made me so hot,” Madhu smiled.
“Princess, you drove me wild last night,” replied Arnab.
“Lying here with you is like achieving nirvana, where did you learn all these things?” exclaimed Madhu with her widened eyes.
“Keep holding me like this?’ You are spoiling me with all this Ankara escort love!” Arnab cuddled her again.
“That was awesome, you know what makes me wild too well, I am lucky to have a man like you,” said Madhu and kissed him on his lips.
“Really Princess!” he shrugged, “I think you’re the most beautiful and interesting woman I’ve ever met. You have turned me into a complete and fulfilled man.”
“‘Just touch me,’ Madhu whined, arching impatiently against his hand.
“Kiss me, Arn,’ Madhu whispered.
When he glanced at her, a new softness filled her eyes. He kissed her then. His heart clenched around the emotions running rampant inside him. Yes, he wanted her body. Who the hell wouldn’t? She was the sexiest woman he’d ever met. He crawled up the bed, up her body, and bracketed his arms by her sides. A hot shiver slid up her spine. Their gazes locked, held, and the connection between them grew. Lifting her hands to the back of his head, she pulled him down for a kiss. Their lips connected. Arnab slipped his lips against her once before opening her mouth with his tongue. Madhu moaned and pulled his body down tightly against her, skin to skin.
“Mmm,” Madhu curled her arms around his neck and gripped the back of his hair, hauling him down for a more intense kiss.
Arnab sucked on her lower lip. He ran his fingers through her hair. Then his hand was on her breast, thumb on her nipple. Madhu leaned forward and suckled at his shoulder. He earned a delicious purr before she pulled on his hair to get him back to her. Their bodies slid over each other in a sensual dance. Incessant throbbing took hold of her core, begging for relief. In a lazy caress, he stroked her breasts, down to her waist and around her back until he hugged her in his arms. He wanted her. Wanted a lot more than just a simple fling.
Madhu arched and stretched beneath him. Her movements sent him deeper, and she liked that. “I’ve never been better,” she practically purred.
He kissed her ear, as he said, “I don’t want either of us to ever forget this bright morning.”
Madhu answered by plastering her mouth on his and kissing him in a way she’d never thought possible, her hips moving against him, knowing there must be more.
Then Arnab asked, “My dear princess, should I ask you something if you don’t take it into your heart?”
“Sure dear, I will never mind anything whatever you ask,” replied Madhu.
“Were you virgin before your marriage?” asked Arnab.
“Honestly, speaking, I lost my virginity to a stranger on the day of competition for swimming of state championship; I was very young, hardly 18 years. The most irony of the fact was that next day my marriage was fixed with your nephew Dipankar (Son of Bhaskar),” replied Madhu wryly.
“Incidentally, I was one of the judges selected by State Government to choose three best girl swimmers of the state championship and on the same day I also fucked a teen swimmer,” said Arnab.
“Was it so? Then you must have seen me at that time of competition!” asked Madhu.
“Exactly, I don’t remember you perfectly but your face was slightly familiar to me during the final round of competition as there were so many teen participants. Later on, I came to know that you were the girl Bhaskar chose to be his daughter-in-law,” said Arnab.
“Yes, I remember, the next day was a double pleasure at my household. In the afternoon, you along with Bhaskar papa finalized my marriage with Dipankar and my parents consented and at the same moment, it was declared that I won the 2nd position in the state championship of swimming competition. My parents were very happy on that day,” said Madhu.
“OK, now, you tell me, how a stranger fucked you on that competition day?” asked Arnab.
“No, first you tell me, how did you fuck a teen participant on that day?” requested Madhu.
Arnab settled himself between her legs. Madhu cradled his hips with her thighs. And then he was at the portal.
“Well, as you know our two families always believed in the early marriage of males in the family. We both were prosperous businessmen and our sons Debasish and Dipankar were in their twenties. Both of us were in search of good homely girls of 18 years from rich families of similar minds as us for our sons. Of course, the education of our future daughters-in-law was important for us but the same could be continued after marriage. Some mediator put forth the proposal of Dipankar before your parents. After seeing the photograph of Dipankar, your parents were very happy. You must have remembered how handsome Dipankar was in his early twenties? A rich boy! Your parents couldn’t resist themselves and they agreed that their daughter would continue her studies after the marriage. At that time, you were in your eighteens and were in college. Do you remember?” asked Arnab.
Madhu smiled shyly, “Yes, I remember. I was my daughter’s (Bipasha’s) age at that time.”
Arnab continued, “On the day Ankara escort bayan of competition, Bhaskar came to inform me that there was a marriage proposal from a rich family for their daughter with Dipankar, his son. I was very happy to hear this. Then Bhaskar informed me that the proposed girl was also going to participate in the state championship of swimming. Since I was one of the judges in that competition, Bhaskar requested me to see the girl (you). I requested Bhaskar to send me a photo of the girl so that I could recognize her and Bhaskar assured me to hand over the same as your photograph was in his house.”
Madhu giggled and bit the lips of Arnab, “Yeah! That girl was me. But did you recognize me?”
“No, Bhaskar forgot to send me the photograph of you. There were 300 nos of teen participants and there were at least30 nos of participants in the final round, then how could I recognize which girl was our future daughter-in-law?” said Arnab and touched one of the nipples of Madhu.
“Certainly, I understand that was difficult,” said Madhu and lapped her tongue between his mouth.
“Now, you start your detailed account of that eventful day,” requested Arnab.
Madhu started, “On the day of the competition, I reached the venue with my father. It was a big swimming pool where seven participants could swim together at a time. This big swimming pool was surrounded by green grass in a wide area where hundreds of plastic chairs were placed for spectators. I was advised to go to changing room near the swimming pool where my father sat in the spectator’s chair to witness my competition. Ohhh…God! More than a hundred girls were loitering around the changing room who were the participants for the competition. Then I noticed there was a long queue in front of the changing room which was for the registration of the participants. It was a well-furnished room with a luxurious bed, two big Almirahs were there in a corner with an attached bathroom, two old men were sitting there, one was completely grey-haired and another one was a bald old man, verifying all the documents along with name and address of the participants.”
Madhu was interrupted by Arnab who said, “That room was allotted to us, I mean, it was allotted to selecting committee for use as an office. Those two gentlemen were Mr. Ghosh and Mr. Sanyal, who were the members of the selection committee.”
“But you were not there?” asked Madhu.
“No, my job was in the evening when the final round of competition went on. The job of those two gentlemen was to shortlist the competitors for the final round. I reached the venue just before evening, just before the final round of competition,” explained Arnab.
“That may be the cause as I could not see you there whole day at the venue of competition. After registration, I went to changing room which was just in front of the registration room. The changing room was a big hall where I could see a lot of girls changing into swimming suit as they were ready for the competition and waiting for their names to be called for. There was a big bathroom attached to the changing room where 10 nos of showers were fitted so that the girls could wash after finishing their competition from the pool.
It was forenoon and the competition had already started and I was waiting for my name to be called for. There was so much rush of the competitors not only inside the changing room but also outside. Inside the changing room, I could see a lot of girls of my age were in panties and bras only pushing their swimming suits down over their breasts, hips, and legs and some were stepping out of the bathroom. The scene was erotic and thank God, I was not a lesbian. Some girls had turned their asses to the wall to bend over. What, I wondered, did the wall feel? But I could see the flowers of the vulva, intricate folds, and layers of so many girls. Thin and thick labia! Slender and folded in and in, like my own, and also fleshy and succulent, folding out, like the petals of red rose and lily flowers. Ohh, what was a scene! It was hard not to look at the naked bodies, bending like that.
Nobody was ashamed to expose their naked bodies as all were girls only. The nipples of some girls gathered water, turned into two small waterfalls. The length of their slim bodies was inviting the eyes to glide down the healthy flesh, creamy skin, black hair, like the heroines out of Hindi movies, I closed my eyes, I was glad no one else was around to see my staring. They all looked at each other’s bodies, covertly, shyly, it was natural. There were so many bodies, long and lush like one of the girls standing beside me, another one was voluptuous and plump standing nearby, and straight-hipped and small-breasted was standing opposite me. I could also see a big girl of twenty years who had a slender waist and a nice ass, despite stretch marks of her tight panties.
Then I saw another older girl entered, and she was hilarious, always crooning Escort Ankara in the change room to stare at the other girls naked, and to witness how different everyone was from her. The girls present in the hall didn’t pay her much attention but her enthusiasm frightened them. She was large and jiggly, great-breasted. Hers was the shape of that statue of ancient goddess dug up in Turkey, and it became mightily apparent how much she liked that fact when she announced she would win the competition, to the embarrassed silence of the other swimmers. One of the girls commented that it was always good to have an ancient goddess like her in the change room. A few others laughed politely while the big girl guffawed with delight.
In the meantime, I participated three times in the competition and I was selected every time, most of the participants had left due to failure and shortlist, and my name was enlisted in the final round. There were 30 nos of girls shortlisted for the final round. I was still sitting in changing room and waiting for the final round. The evening was approaching,” explained Madhu.
Madhu stopped her talking as her hand touched accidentally the hard boner of Arnab.
“What’s this Arn? I can feel it hard against my stomach, your cock has become bigger due to morning hardness,” gasped Madhu.
A giddy thrill raced up his spine, “You think so? You haven’t seen me when I wake up in the morning.”
Smooth, velvety flesh met her palm when she gripped him in her hand. She continued to smooth her hand over his hard dick, slow and steady, loving the feel of his warm skin on her hand, and started jerking up and down his shaft. Madhu peered up at him. Hunger and desire tightened the lines of his face into a feral mask.
. “Princess, please,” She glanced up at his soft words, caught him watching her, as she increased the speed of her jerks.
Madhu squeezed the head of his cock. He grunted and thrust into her hand, “Your touch is always sensitive. All the time.”
Madhu pulled out of her grasp, “I am still not done with what I want. Why don’t you start your story as I have already started my story?”
“Ohh, yes, by the time I reached the venue, the evening was approaching fast. It was not dark yet and I could see a lot of girls moving here and there in and around the pool. It was jam-packed with the spectators from all sides of the pool. I joined the other judges on the pool with the list of names for the final round. The competition for the final round had already started and the girls were jumping into the pool and dipping into the water. The bright flashlight was falling on them and all of them resembled little mermaids in the water. I might have seen you but how could I recognize you? To select 1st.2nd and 3rd, we the judges selected 6 nos of girls who had more or alike secured nearby criteria marks. The other members of the selection committee left me a heavy task to select 3 girls in descending order for 1st,2nd, and 3rd and all of them left. It was the final and careful job, so I returned to the room in front of changing room and sat down on the bed, and switched on the ceiling fan since the evening was a little bit humid. The door of the room was slightly opened. I was closely scrutinizing the final list and the marks. The ceiling fan was moving very fast as a result some of the loose papers related to the final list flew across the bed and fell behind the two big Almirahs which were in the corner of the room. I jumped out of the bed to search those papers and found those papers behind the Almirahs. With a strenuous physical effort, I moved a little bit of those Almirahs and went behind,” Arnab said and paused for a while due to the continuous stroke of his cock by Madhu.
Arnab lost his voice when he watched her dropping to her knees, continuously stroking his cock, he could see her wet her lips with the tip of her pink tongue and grip his shaft.
“Oh, Arn,” Madhu glanced up at him with passion-dazed eyes, “You’re so big.”
Madhu squeezed, and he moaned. “So hard,” she pumped him from root to tip, “And I bet you taste divine,” Madhu added before licking a full line up the throbbing vein on the underside of his shaft.
His cock pulsed, dripping precum from the slit. Oxygen evaporated from his lungs, leaving him breathless when he saw her suck the head of his dick into her lips. After licking for some time, she withdrew her mouth from his cock.
“OK, let me continue my story,” Madhu said, “After the final round was over, I was completely exhausted because of the whole day’s tiresome exertion of swimming competition and I needed fresh bathing in the shower after discarding the irritating swimming suits which were clung to my body from the afternoon. I was drenched with sweating inside as if I was taking a sweating bath. I told my father to wait and immediately rushed to changing room. After reaching changing room what I saw infuriated me more. The whole changing room was a riot, it was in a chaotic manner, everybody wanted to leave after a shower, all the showers were occupied, there were so many girls near the showers, most of them wore bikini bottoms and waited as the others were playing under the shower like otters, chatting and laughing and splashing each other: they were completely naked.
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