Without changing my position a bit, i put the flat of my open left palm right on the center of her belly, adducted the middle finger inside her deep seated navel and gave it a twist. I must have touched a hyper sensitive nerve cause with a sudden cry she gave an almighty pelvic thrust that nearly toppled me. I managed to reclaim my posture, but not her legs that had parted in this upheaval and remained splayed at an angle. I twisted my digit in her navel several times and as if connected with a screw there, her legs widened at every twist until she was laying on her elbows in the child-delivery stance, her pelvis bucking up-down every now and then.
It may sound incredulous but I suckled and drank her until I actually felt full. Whosoever had said mothers milk is fulfilling couldn't have said anything more agreeable. But in world there is appetite and then there is hunger. By breastfeeding me, Mausmi had satiated first and fueled the latter. Now i started planting her bosom and belly with an infinite series of random kisses, creating a wet trail that was always pushing south. With my other hand meanwhile massaged and rubbed her shapely, hairless and velvety inner thighs, all the time tracing a curve that pushed north.As i started kissing her lower belly and my fingers traced invisible contours in deep curves of her inner thighs, her involuntary thrusts increased so much in frequency and wavelength ( an impossible thing as per physics showing it still has lot to learn) that i circled her waist with my right arm and pinned her down with some success.
Her skin tasted like fresh butter and it had an aroma of some exotic flowers, an aroma that strengthened the closer i moved to her flower. And then my face was right over her crotch, looking straight at the prize of the century. The thin and tight material of her hot pant bulged at the bulge of her mons pubis and it split in two lines at slope of her vulva. For some minutes I caressed her inner thighs right up to roundness of her back cleavage, kept my cheek on her belly button with my tongue probing its tiny recess, and cupped her one breast squashing it against its pair. All this to have a deluge of wanton desire and unstoppable passion gush out from her at the opportune moment. Finally i started to unroll her hot pant I lifted her buttocks and raised her legs to take off the cloth. And now all she had was a string panty that had only a tiny triangle of cloth wedged low between her legs. It just concealed her most feminine part and left everything else exposed. Her mound of venus was completely hairless and when i bent to kiss it my lips pressed deep in its cushiony bulge. At last i inserted my finger in the triangular patch and pulled it out revealing a deep wedge and two fleshy petals. But at this instant Mausmi exclaimed a loud No and pulled herself free of me.
End of chapter 2.
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