Time seemed to freeze for me at that moment, and it felt as if the world narrowed down to just the two of us, intertwined in a connection that went beyond the physical. It was as if every emotion, like lust, passion and longing, had converged into one single, unshakable bond. As our gazes were still locked, Manoj slowly moved his hands behind my back and unhooked my bra with practised ease before letting it fall on the floor to make me stand topless for the first time before a man. While I remained still staring at him in eagerness, he pushed me back slightly to look at my naked boobs, and I bent my head down in shyness again.
“Oh, Anju,” he breathed out before lifting my chin to look at him. “You have got a great pair of melons with the perfect size and shape.”
I found myself unable to stop blushing once more as my cheeks warmed under the intense gaze of Manoj, and a gentle, almost involuntary moan slipped past my lips when he cupped my titties with one of his hands. His thumbs brushed softly over my nipples, causing them to stiffen immediately beneath his fingertips, and it sent a shiver of sensation through my body. It was both electrifying and overwhelming, making my breath catch in my throat as I felt a mixture of anticipation and vulnerability wash over me. After fondling my boobs from the front for a while, he gently turned me around with his hands on my waist, guiding me into a warm and comforting embrace. As he pulled me close towards him, I could feel the heat of his body radiating through his touch, and it made me really wild.
Soon, Manoj leaned in to give soft kisses to the sensitive skin of my neck from behind as his lips lingered just enough to make me moan softly with pleasure. His hands gradually moved upward, exploring and teasing my curves by fondling my titties, teasing my nipples and areolas with gentle caresses that made my body respond instinctively. Every touch seemed to ignite a fire within me, and I couldn’t help but feel a rush of excitement coursing through my veins as he explored me with such tender yet possessive care. The intimate moment stretched on, each gentle movement heightening the sense of connection and desire that seemed to pulse between us, making it impossible to look away or to resist the feelings surging inside.
Resting my head on one of Manoj’s shoulders, I felt overwhelmed by the sensation of his erection rubbing between my buttocks through our clothes, which added fuel to my burning desires further. In the meantime, he moved his right hand down and ran all over my stomach while still fondling both my boobs with his left hand. His fingers lightly tickled my skin in the beginning, and then raised the heat in me by slowly fingering my belly button. Slowly, he moved his hands below my stomach, deftly untying my churidar and sliding them down my legs. I stepped out of them, feeling exposed and vulnerable but also incredibly alive as I stood on my feet only in my panties.
Being a virgin then, the thoughts about standing before Manoj only in my undies were making me extremely uncomfortable, and I stayed still with my head lowered while he continued teasing me further. He moved his right hand between my thighs over my panties to feel my clit and kept fondling my titties and pinching my nipples with his left hand, which paved the way for a couple of gentle moans to slip out of my mouth. Soon, he slid his right hand inside my panties, and the very touch of his fingers on the entrance of my twat made me moan in ecstasy, closing my eyes and biting my lips. He teased over the lips of my pussy with his fingers for a while, and then slowly penetrated inside to feel the sensitive territory, making me moan wildly.