Episode : 23
Porimoni stood in front of the miror in her spacious bedroom at a guesthouse of Kalimpong where she came with her husband for an outdoor shooting. Her husband Kamruzzaman Roni had just went outside with one of his close friend.
She was stark naked as the day she was born. She had just taken a shower and little drops of moisture still clung to her firm young body. She examined herself from all angles through the full length mirror.
She was pretty satisfied with how she looked. Long, gorgeous black hair, with big dark eyes. A mouth that some considered a little too wide but with luscious red lips made her sexy look even more tantalising. Her hands roamed over her slender body, caressing her flat tummy before moving upwards to her firm boobs.
Porimoni liked her perky boobs, looked too big for her slender frame, which were sufficient enough to attract immediate attention from her blind fans. She lightly touched her large, brown nipples, moaning softly as she did so. It had been a while since she had her last sexual gratification with Koel two days ago and the longer she went without sex, the more sensitive her nipples got.
Her hands moved downwards again, towards the vally between her long, shapely legs. She lightly stroked the large jungle of her jet-black curly pubic hair that she kept neatly cleaned.
She sat down on the small chair in front of the mirror and slowly spread her legs. Stroking the inside of her thighs, she carefully examined her womanhood. Thanks to her growing state of excitement, her pussy lips had parted slightly, giving her a tantalising glimpse of the soft, pink wetness within.
With two fingers, she stroked her pussy lips lovingly, sending shivers of pure ecstatic pleasure up and down her spine. Briefly, she was tempted to plunge right in, but she resisted despite her wetness. She brought her fingers to her face.
Holding her fingers under her nose, she inhaled the fragrance of her womanhood. Then, her pink tongue darted from between her ruby lips and lapped at the feminine juices coating her fingers. She loved how she tasted….. tangy and salty. It was a taste that could quickly grow to an addiction, as her new female lover Koel reiterated to her.
Porimoni leaned back in the chair and lifted her leg. Her hands caressed the smooth skin, gently massaging her shapely calf. She began rubbing her foot, treating herself to a nice massage. Her feet were probably her favorite part of her body. Long, perfectly smooth, with beautiful arches and topped off with cute little toes.
She would only admit to herself that she had a bit of foot fetish. She brought her foot up to her face. The shower had washed away most of the delicious smell that so turned her on, but if she concentrated, she could still catch a whiff of that delicious aroma.
Closing her eyes, she began gently sucking her big toe, nibbling at the flesh and pushing her tongue into the gap between her toes. One day, she thought to herself, ‘I’m going to find someone who appreciates my feet as much as I do.’
Porimoni reluctantly stopped her worship of her own feet. She stood up and turned around. She placed her right knee on the chair and looked over her shoulder at her reflection in the mirror.
Her eyes roamed over the sight of her upturned creamy ass. She reached back and cupped a cheek with each hand, softly kneading the tender flesh. With a finger she began tracing her crack, lightly scratching at her puckered brown asshole with her fingernail. The sensation set off sparks of electricity in her brain.