He pulled aside her blouse from her shoulder after removing the safety pin and kissed on her shoulder which made her stomach feel an awkward and weird knot.
He cupped her cheeks and placed his lips upon her.
Pecking on it once and then looking into her eyes.
She was looking down.
He placed his lips again over her lips and this time kissed her warmly.
Passionately sucking her lips.
Biting it slowly and she felt weird.
Down there.
She placed her palm on his chest and clenched her fingers upon his kurta.
He held her hand which was clenching his kurta and caressed it lightly.
He bit his earlobe and kissed below her lobe.
He whispered,
"Kuch ho raha hai?".
She nodded her head, timidly.
"Kya?".
He licked her lobe and caressed her cheek with his thumb.
"Ajeeb.. mehsus.. ho raha."
He licked his lips hearing her words and asked her in a very low sensual voice,
"Kidhar."
She stayed quite.
Feeling timid.
What should she tell him now?
Will he understand?
"Where?", his voice deep.
She gulped, stayed silent.
He slowly traced his hands down from her stomach towards her womanhood and cupped lightly between her thighs.
"Here?".
As soon as she felt his hands there, she almost jumped from her place.
"Here?", he asked again.
Why is he holding me there?
Doesn't he feel awkward holding it?
She held his wrist and slowly removed his hand from there.
"I asked you something."
She didn't wanted to turn him angry so she nodded her head.
"Let me see," he said and her eyes became wide.
He noticed her reaction, sensing something wrong.
He spoke in a low voice again,
"Nahi dekhne dogi Hume?".
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Sarpanch's Biwi • 18+
Romance1950s. ***Story contains mature scenes and Hindi phrases which are not translated in english*** Abhigyan Singh, a Sarpanch of the village named 'Tarapur'. The position was passed to him by his father at the age of 20, when his father was on his deat...
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