Misc. Erotica Donor Uncle in Apartment

Then she turned around and stood there, illuminated by the soft light in the room, her curly shoulder-length hair falling just over her collarbone, accentuating her long neck. Her stomach was slightly bulged out due to her pregnancy and her pink briefs covered her mound like a second skin. She reached back, unhooked her bra, and slowly dropped it to the floor. Her full, rounded breasts seemed like they had been handcrafted in heaven and her pink nipples ached to be sucked on. He moved down her body, kissing her neck, leaving her collarbone, and finally stopped at her nipple, rolling his wet tongue around, licking, sucking slowly. She moaned loudly and raked her nails down his back.

Her abdomen gave way to perfect long legs with dimpled knees; Pawan Kumar wanted to crouch down and lick them. Her body was the most beautiful thing he had ever laid eyes on.

Moushumi walked up to him and, with her arms around his neck and her breasts crushed against his chest, kissed him hungrily.

"Take your clothes off," she growled, yanking at his shirt.

She stepped back, grasped the edges of his shirt and pulled them apart, ripping off the buttons, and made him take it off. Pawan Kumar stood up and stripped. Her eyes shining with delight, she slowly licked her way down to his waist where she paused to undo his pants and pulled them down with his boxers.

Pawan Kumar shut his eyes and drew in a deep shuddering breath when she cupped his balls in one hand and took his straining cock in her mouth, making it harder. Running her wet tongue around the head, she started sucking him while slowly pumping his giant shaft with her other hand.

"You are so fucking hard," she said.

She grabbed his ass and squeezed, taking all of his entire cock in her mouth and pulling back, again and again, sucking just as he left her mouth. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore and hauled her back to her feet.

"I want you to fuck me," she said, slipping her hand into her panties.

Pawan Kumar went down on his knees and yanked her panties off. He started licking her, spending time on her swollen clit; she tasted salty.

"Yes," she screamed, holding his head firmly in place and lifting her hips towards him.

Pawan Kumar fondled her breasts as he thrust his tongue into her, feeling every fold of her juicy cunt.

"Make me come," she urged breathlessly.

Pawan Kumar pushed her down on the bed, spread her legs wide, hooking them over his shoulders, and started eating her. Moushumi clutched his hair, pulling hard until she was beginning to hurt him.

"Moushumi!"he panted.

"Don't stop, Uncle," she said, pushing his head into her further.

Pawan Kumar wetted his thumb and started rubbing her clit, still licking her, drunk on her juices. She began to moan.

"Stop! Fuck me," she commanded suddenly.

She slid back up against the pillows and as he lay down on top of her, she spread her legs to make room for him. Holding his weight off her on one hand, he touched her face with the other. He looked into her eyes, almost seeking permission. She kissed him again as if to say, "Let's do this."

"Are you sure, Moushumi?"he asked.

"Yes,"she replied.

She reached down and curled her fingers around his throbbing cock and guided it into her, thrusting her hips upwards as he entered her swiftly.

It felt like the first few moments after you dive headfirst into a warm swimming pool, the water enveloping you comfortingly, your body moving rhythmically, pushing further, feeling triumph in every thrust. Using your breath carefully, arms held against the body, paddling with your feet and moving like an aquatic creature until your lungs clamor for more air and you look up at the light cutting through the ripples and head towards it, pushing yourself up, through the surface and into the air, to take in another gulp of air, only to dive back in again and move within the water. It felt beautiful. Neither of them wanted to take control and yet both of them knew the next move.

When Pawan Kumar turned to lie down on his back, she moved with him, making sure they didn't lose each other and began to ride him, her belly rubbing against him, her breasts tantalizingly close to his mouth. He kneaded her ass as she rode him, pulling her down so he could suck on her nipples. After her riding continuously for 5 minutes, Pawan Kumar sensed that she was tired. He told her to withdraw herself from above him.

Pawan Kumar stood up, hitched her legs around his waist and slid his huge cock into her, pushing all the way in.

"Fuck!" she yelled.

Pawan Kumar pulled back and thrust into her again, holding her by her hips, one bended knee on the bed and his other leg firmly planted on the floor.

"Harder!" she screamed.

He pulled out again, and slammed into her, feeling her wet, tight cunt swallow him whole.

Eyes squeezed shut, she thrashed her head from side to side and kept repeating, "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," as she raised her hips towards him, meeting his every move.

Pawan Kumar was pounding her in a rhythm now, pushing harder into her and withdrawing slowly, feeling her around his cock as he pulled out. Only to thrust all the way back in.

"Come," he demanded.

As if on cue, her whole body stiffened, Pawan Kumar could feel his cock gripped by the soft muscles tightly under the silken folds, and then the silken muscles tightening his cock started pulsating, and his cock felt a warm washing of flow, and, as she yanked him into her, saying, "Oh fuck," she came.

He held her there, his cock still inside her, hard and aching for more, until her body stopped shuddering. He sucked in a deep breath, taking in the smell of their sex, and lay his head down on her sweaty breasts, while she tightened her grip around his shoulders. They lay there like that until it seemed they were breathing together, their hearts beating as one.

Her eyes were in a hypnotic stare, she became swooned with further desire. Pawan Kumar's hand coiled around her waist, his dick inside her slid seductively upwards and then downwards. She could feel the warmth radiate from his hot dick. The movement of up and down through silken route continued for 5 minutes when she realized he was going to come, she held on to his neck and pulled it near her face so that she could place her hot lips on his. Then she grabbed his hips and thrust into her faster.

Holding her tight, Pawan Kumar began pounding her. Her lips curved into the barest hint of a smile as she closed her eyes and turned her face to one side. He lay down on her, his cheek against hers and almost without warning, came inside her. Suddenly Moushumi felt the crater of his volcanic dick opened, and the molten Lava erupted from there and flooded her little cave, and the flow returned outside due to overflow and dribbled between her two legs.

"I love you, Moushumi," he whispered, surprising himself.

"I love you too," Moushumi said and wrapped her arms around his neck.

She held him tight until his body stopped trembling. When it did, they looked into each other's eyes and, without saying a word, they kissed again.

"I love you," she whispered, "Stay in me."

They lay like that until their breathing stilled. Pawan Kumar pushed himself off her, and she got up and went into the bathroom and after some moment, returned. She put on her clothes.

"I have to prepare breakfast for you, but first let me prepare the coffee," she said,

Shutting the door behind him, she went to the kitchen and made some coffee. She returned the room with coffee. He was still lying naked, and the soft flesh was like lifeless laying between two tennis balls. As soon as she caught his eye, he returned her smile and looked for any signs of how she was feeling.

"Coffee?" she asked.

"Yes," he replied.

"Why don't you finish your toilet?" she looked at him and left the room.

Suddenly, his eyes went around to the closet, and he found the pairs of bras and panties hanging there which he earlier noticed when he first entered into the room. He immediately got up and took out two pairs of black colored panties and bra. He lay on the bed; he was stark naked. He started sniffing them. Ohhhh...god, it was a smell of fresh pussy and nipples. He could see three and four pubic hairs glued inside the panties. He imagined and guessed she must be a very young girl between 18 years to twenty years, her waist was small and buttocks must be wide as the panties were 24 sized.

Her breast must be 34 sized as he could guess from the cups of the bra. The moment he sniffed that underwear of an unknown girl, his cock became hard with its full length of 9th inches and was throbbing up and down. In his right hand, he was sniffing the pairs of underwear, and in his left hand, slowly he was stroking his huge cock.

Jyoti opened her eyes and woke up from her bed in her flat. She had shifted herself from Bhabhi's flat to her flat last night as Bhaiya (Moushumi's husband) was expected to come today. It was skipped off from her mind that another guest, Bhabhi's uncle would also arrive in the morning today.

Her mom entered with a cup of coffee, and said, "Jyoti, your papa and me, we both are going to see Navy day at Ramakrishna beach today by afternoon. From there, directly we will go to the officer's club to celebrate the annual day function which takes place on Navy day. We will be staying there the whole night and will return in the morning. As you know the reason why we are not taking you there, as a drinking party and dance would go through the whole night. It is suitable for couples but not for a young girl like you. I think Moushumi and her husband would also start by afternoon. Tonight, you have to be alone in the flat. We are leaving behind the key of our car; you can take your dinner outside in the Restaurant."

"OK, Mom, but I will not drive a car today, it would be too much crowded afternoon in the city due to Navy day as people will throng towards Ramakrishna beach" she replied.

Then she decided, she would study some of her texts of civil engineering course, but the books are in the spare room in Bhabhi's flat where she used to study and stay at night. Immediately, she got up and proceeded towards Bhabhi's flat. She turned the knob, and the main entrance was opened. She saw Bhabhi was busy in the kitchen room, and she thought not to disturb her. She went near to her room and opened the door.

Pawan Kumar was stark naked on the bed, and with his closed eyes, he was sniffing the undergarments and was stroking his cock. Then he heard the creaking sound of the door, and he thought Moushumi had entered.

When the door opened, she saw the most handsome elderly man, totally naked lying on the bed. The young girl blushed immediately at the sight of his naked body. The girl found his eyes locked on the sight of his naked body.

Although he was lying on the bed, she could guess that he was a tall man must be 5' 11" in height, He had strong muscular shoulders and arms like an athletic, black eye, light grey straight hair, and a wide, firm mouth with a clean shaved face. There was just enough amber in his skin. His wide chest was hairy with full of grey hair. His subble gave his ab earthy, rich appeal. He looked like Sean Connery, popular James bond character of old Hollywood movies. She guessed he must be 52 years

She gazed into his lower body with shock and she was baffled. His eyes were closed, he was sniffing her undergarments in one hand, and on the other hand, he was stroking his cock. Ohhh...my god, the first time in her life she was witnessing a live dick, although she had watched it in several porn movies, it was in live, it was bigger than those porn stars, must be around 10th inches she guessed. As his eyes were closed, she got a chance to observe it keenly. It was very long in black color with the root of two big balls hanging from a bush of mixed black and grey pubic hairs. His giant cock was jerking up and down, fully erect, the head purple, massive-sized like an electric bulb.

Pawan Kumar half-opened his eyes and what he saw, a beautiful young girl in skirt and loose slack tops. Then he saw her reaction, she had her mouth wide open and her bewildering eyes were glued upon his throbbing cock. She was totally struck dumb, nor could she utter any words to say nor could she take her eyes off from his big manhood. His cock was at its best standing tall, throbbing, and saluting her very proudly. An evil idea came to his mind, he made the girl believe that his eyes were closed, and he wanted to exhibit more before her. Then he started stroking his cock. When Pawan Kumar felt that it was enough for his dick flash, he opened his eyes and looked at her directly in her eyes.

Pawan Kumar acted as if he was very much surprised, "Who are you?" he asked in a fake shocking voice, and immediately wrapped the towel around his waist, and got up from the bed.

She realized that he was awakened, she immediately closed her eyes with her hands and ran away outside of the room laughing shyly. Pawan Kumar quickly followed her to the drawing-room, she was standing there in the middle of the room, her face was blushed with red due to shyness, her round breasts were heaving up and down due to fast breathing, although she was not feared due to sudden encounter, she was trembling a little with nervousness.

"Did you want something?" he asked.

"I, uh..." her voice cracked. "I just came to get my books," she explained, "I didn't know you were in here."

"Yeah! A lot of civil engineering books are there," Pawan Kumar said.

"Those are mine," she said with a dropping glance.

"Those are right there," Pawan Kumar said.

Jyoti nodded toward the entry of the door, she swallowed. Nervously fascinated by his upper naked body, she crossed him, entered the room and grabbed the books, and came out.

"I'll knock next time," she stuttered, starting back toward the main door. She was in such a hurry to leave.

"Just a minute, Jyoti," both of them heard the voice coming from the kitchen room, and found Moushumi was coming towards them.

Moushumi introduced them, "Jyoti, meet Pawan Uncle. Uncle, this is Jyoti."

"Hi," That's all she said, tilting her head to one side, her long hair falling on her shoulder, her lips curving into that million-dollar smile. She was a modern girl, unlike others who would come and touch his feet for seeking blessings. Desire began to build in him again.

"Would you both like to have a cup of coffee, I would prepare it in minutes," Moushumi said smilingly.

Pawan Kumar shrugged, "It is ok with me."

Jyoti was already near to the main entrance to open the door. "Bhabhi, I have so many works...I...I mean...," she fumbled.

"Jyoti, what is that? What makes you so hurry that you cannot sit for some minutes for a cup of coffee?" said Moushumi.

She shrugged again, Jyoti swallowed, "Well, I guess I can stay for a minute," she said nervously.

Moushumi was between them facing Jyoti. He got an electric shock by seeing this beautiful girl and he saw that her nipples were still poking from the top. His hard-on returned to conquer, but could not understand why he felt so hot now as if one touch to it and he would cum now.

"Why don't you close the door and stay for a while, coffee is coming within a minute," Pawan Kumar said sitting down on the sofa still smiling.

She pushed the door shut with his elbow and strolled as casually as she could manage to sit on the sofa.

"OK," She shrugged her shoulder and sat on the sofa.

Pawan Kumar also sat just opposite her. She turned her face up towards him, gazing at him through her long black eyelashes as if to study him deeply.

Moushumi went inside the kitchen room.

Once in a very blue moon, you would be confronted by astonishing beauty, a beauty so ethereal, it would forces open a door and bursts upon you like a ray of sunshine. That moment happened to Pawan Kumar as he sat on the sofa opposite to her, and a blur of ochre caught his eye. The girl looked very young. She was flipping through her books and her hair had fallen over her face, partially covering it. She was an incredibly beautiful girl in a stunning, drop-dead gorgeous way.

Seeing her from that close, he noticed her gorgeous breasts strain against her dress, and got a glimpse of her cleavage. His eyes drifted back to her large breasts He glanced across to Jyoti's breasts, saw the smooth cleavage that ran down the front of her bra. Her skin looked so smooth and tanned.

He was instantly aroused. He willed his eyes to look away from her body and turned back to Moushumi who was busy in the kitchen preparing coffee for them, otherwise, she would have definitely caught him checking out Jyoti. He was hoping no one would notice his state of arousal. He noticed her black skirt was parted, and he could see two white fleshy smooth thighs protruding out from the skirt. She was wearing red panties. Pawan Kumar's mind raced between images of her perfect breasts and smooth skin, he imagined the huge throbbing mound between her legs, and his incredible desire to fuck this beautiful girl there at that moment.

She looked up suddenly, surprised, pushing her hair away to reveal her beautiful face again, and smiled. It was the most beautiful face he had ever seen, with a smile that lit up everything around her, and She blushed brighter as Pawan Kumar realized that Jyoti knew what he was looking at.

"Uncle, have you not seen women before?" she asked in a sharp voice.

Pawan Kumar had never encountered such a sharp girl in his whole life. He underestimated her but on the contrary, he found her witty and smart. She was a city girl, modern and liberal. He fumbled suddenly to give an immediate reply. He was sweating, but he was an old player, and cannot be defeated before this small girl.

"A lot, but not a beautiful girl like you," he replied in a cool voice.

"Do you want to see them?" Jyoti asked causing Pawan Kumar to glow red in his face and look shocked.

"See what?" his voice cracked with embarrassment.

"Oh, Uncle," Jyoti smiled, "I'm not a kid that I can't see when an old man looking at my boobs," she said tauntingly.

"I wasn't..." stammered Pawan Kumar.

She smiled at his embarrassment, unable to resist teasing him once again, she said, "What were you doing with my undergarments?"

Pawan Kumar had never faced such a witty rival ever in his life. But he wanted to outwit and outsmart this sharp intelligent girl.

"I was assessing the measurement of your body," he replied.

"But I saw you sniffing those," she said in a cool voice.

"I was trying to guess the perfumes you were using," said Pawan Kumar.

"Uncle, you seem to be very naughty," she said as she gazed at him intently through her black thin eyelashes.

"No, I can be naughtier if you give me a chance," replied Pawan Kumar.

"Do you remain always like that while lying in bed?" she further teased him.

"No, only in the presence of a beautiful young girl like you," he replied.

His penis was throbbing and he glanced down at the parting of his towel hoping that his huge bulge wasn't too obvious. Pawan Kumar noticed she blushed brighter when she saw it sticking out from between his hairy thighs through the parting of the towel, He sat down feeling his hard organ stick even farther and more uncomfortably out, wishing she could reach down and straighten it.

"You're very excited aren't you Uncle? It is so big and hard..." she stared at his loins, at the large meat hanging between his hairy thighs.

Pawan Kumar was horrified that she had noticed it and embarrassed by his huge penis.

"I..." his voice cracked.

He wanted to clarify her but he saw Moushumi coming towards them with two cups of coffee in a tray. Immediately, he hid his big throbbing penis beneath the towel which was curled inside his towel. Seeing this, Jyoti laughed aloud at his embarrassment.

Moushumi reached near, placing the tray on the table, and said, "Jyoti, what makes you laugh so loudly?"

"Bhabhi, Uncle is an interesting person, and he is cracking such jokes that you cannot resist your laughing," said Jyoti, and teased Pawan Kumar secretly by protruding out her tongue between her two lascivious lips.

"Really, Uncle, I had no idea of this hidden talent of your," said Moushumi.

Pawan Kumar just grinned. Then there was a phone call, and Moushumi received it.

"My husband is on the way to here," Moushumi said happily.

"OK, Bhabhi, thanks for the coffee, now let me go," Jyoti said, and raised herself from the sofa.

She stood up, revealing an hourglass figure. Standing there transfixed, he watched her bend over, straighten her skirt and pick up her books from the table.

"Jyoti," Moushumi called out to her, and something about that name made him want to repeat it, rolling those syllables inside his mouth.

"Yes," she replied.

"Your Bhaiya will be coming now. After lunch, please come here, I have something important to discuss with you," said Moushumi.

"Yes, Bhabhi," she replied, and opened the door to exist, she turned and, catching his eye, smiled.

He was not quite prepared for her sudden leave. As he stood there watching her walk away, he knew she had changed something in him, dipping her beautiful hands into the serene, ripple-free lake that was his life and muddled it. After years of emotional drought, she had given him a reason to obsess.

Damn you, Jyoti.

Back at her flat, images of a naked male person and uncle's throbbing huge cock kept flashing through her head, so vivid and real, they scared her, she felt a strange vibration throughout her body. She remembered their witty conversation; she shut her eyes and laid her head on the sofa trying to block them but that only amplified them.

Pawan Kumar took bath and freshened himself. When he came out of the room, he found Moushumi's husband, a handsome, muscular youth sitting in the living room. On seeing him, he came and touched Pawan Kumar's feet who blessed him by touching his right palm on his head.

"How are you Beta?" (son) he asked.

"I am fine, uncle," he replied.

In the meantime, Moushumi came and said, "You two, come to the dining table. Lunch is ready."

In the afternoon, Moushumi and her husband were getting ready to attend Navy day. Pawan Kumar was watching TV in the living room. Then Jyoti entered. On seeing him, again she teased him by showing her protruded tongue.

Pawan Kumar felt as if fresh air had entered inside the room, he was enticed by this girl who was not only beautiful but was filled with bubbliness. He smiled, and said, "Hey, you naughty girl."

Moushumi came out, she was in a yellow saree and blouse, her loose hair hanging on her shoulder, and she was adorned with all jewelry from head to toes. She was looking gorgeous.

"Bhabhi, you look so marvelous, what's a beauty!" she cried with pleasure in an appreciating voice.

"Thanks, Jyoti," said Moushumi.

"But Bhabhi, why are you so late? My parents have already left for the Ramakrishna beach for Navy day, and they will be returning tomorrow morning as they will spend the entire night in officers club," she said.

Then Moushumi turned towards Pawan Kumar, "Uncle, are you interested to see Navy day at the beach?"

"No, I don't like crowd," replied Pawan Kumar.

"Me too," said Jyoti supporting Pawan Kumar's version.

Moushumi took her to the corner, a little distance from Pawan Kumar, and whispered, "Look, Jyoti, we will also move now. After our leaving, Uncle will be also alone tonight in the flat as you. I feel sorry for Pawan Uncle that he visited in such a time when we are leaving him behind alone in the flat, we are unable to entertain him. If you don't mind, may I request you to give him a company? Since you have the car at your disposal, just you can make a round of the city with him, take him to the shopping malls, and take dinner in some good restaurant."

"Bhabhi, it would be my privilege, but not by car as there would be too much crowd today. What I suggest Bhaiya (Moushumi's husband) has got a bike, and Pawan uncle could use it, and I will be a pillion rider with him," she replied.

"Nice idea," Moushumi exclaimed.

Then Moushumi turned towards Pawan Kumar, and said, "Uncle, during our absence, Jyoti will give you company, she will take care of you and she will be your guide."

Moushumi smiled and looked towards Jyoti.

Then Moushumi's husband came, and said, "Uncle, here is the key of my bike, and helmet. Since there would be a huge crowd today at the beach, it would be convenient to use the bike. Don't worry, Jyoti would accompany you to take you around the city and other places." Then he apprised Pawan Kumar of the whereabouts of the bike in the parking area.

After 20 minutes, Moushumi and her husband left. Pawan Kumar was alone in the flat, and he was watching TV in the drawing-room. The time was 3.00 PM, afternoon.

Then he heard the knock at the entrance door. He opened the door and found Jyoti standing there. For a moment, his eyes dazzled to see this modern young girl and her outfits. He ushered her inside and locked the door.

She was in a blouse and jeans, looking very lovely. She was a bombshell. She wore a yellow T-shirt and blue jeans and God! He guessed the right size, now he came to know her size, she was at around 34DD. She wore the top which was very tight and her boobs were standing tall in them, it was coming out of her chest like a rocket but they had just enough swing to them. Her top stopped at her belly button and her jeans started 3 inches below her belly button where her creamy white color was visible, probably never saw any light. Her jeans fabric was stretchy and thin and hugged her like a glove. Above all, she wore a sleeveless black leather jacket which was fully opened.

Pawan Kumar's eyes fell from his socket and his mouth remained open so much that she waited for his comments.

Suddenly, he knelt before her, and in a dramatic way said," Marvellous! You look like a princess, and I have never seen such a beautiful girl ever in my life. I am your old slave, my beautiful princess, please favor me by giving an order, what can I do for you?"

She got filled with joy and also started blushing, but she was embarrassed when she found Pawan Kumar bowing down before her.

"Uncle, what's are you doing? You are like a father figure to me. It looks indecent to bow before me," she said in a soft voice.

"My little princess, what can I do? I am an old man, and throughout my life, I have never seen such an enchanting girl like you, and I couldn't resist myself to become a slave before you," Pawan Kumar said in an impressive tone and got up.

She came nearer him, and the fragrance emanated from her body made him intoxicated. Pawan Kumar hugged her and felt himself getting extremely hard and just kissed her on her cheek all and started pawing her ass and back. This made her very excited and she kissed him back on his cheek with a closed mouth. She didn't mind it as she was a very liberal girl, both of them acted as if it was a formal and disengaged themselves.

"Who told you that you are an old man. Your body and mind is of a 25 years young man, even you can beat a young man at this age which I have realized,"(in a double meaning)she said.

Pawan Kumar stepped back and saw her again and got mesmerized again, this time he was amazed because of her ass, the small of her back was small and her ass flared up as if it was fitted by a sex crazy-ass loving man and not by god.

Her real measurement that was now known was 34DD 24 36. She was like a curvaceous princess, a full voluptuous girl as if directly coming from those hip-hop videos. There was a figure which was hidden all these years from the owner itself.

"Now, uncle, don't stare me like this, I will feel embarrassing. Get ready, we will go to the shopping mall, I have to purchase certain items," she said.

"OK, Baby, give me 10 minutes, I am getting ready," said Pawan Kumar, and entered into the room. She was sitting on the sofa and watched the TV.

Pawan Kumar came out with a pair of trousers in dark blue color along with a half shirt in ivory color. His arm muscles were bulging out from his sleeves, and the outline of his wide chest could be seen above the shirt.

"Waaaooooo, you are looking like a manly figure with a handsome face," exclaimed Jyoti.

"Wait," she said and rushed into her flat. She came with a leather brown jacket.

"This is my papa's jacket. Just try it," she said in an anxious voice.

Pawan Kumar wore the jacket above his shirt, and it fitted in his body perfectly as it was a free sized jacket.

"My God! you are looking like a Hollywood star," exclaimed Jyoti.

Pawan Kumar only grinned.

"Your leather handbag seemed to bulge, what is inside it?" asked Pawan Kumar.

"I have a camera inside. We can take snaps wherever required for our memories," she said.

Pawan Kumar picked out the helmet, and Jyoti also picked out the helmet of Moushumi.

"It is good to hide the face behind the helmet, even the known people would also not recognize you," said Jyoti.

"But people would think us lovers," said Pawan Kumar.

"Really! Then I would be honored," she giggled.

They went into the parking year. It was a Royal Enfield Bullet in red color.

"So, nice, it is not only royal in its look as it is a heavy bike, but its sound is also royal. I am experienced to handle such heavy vehicle," he said staring at her boobs.

Jyoti could understand the meaning of his look, and said with a smile, "I know, you are an experienced rider that's why I have chosen you to be my mate for a ride."

Pawan Kumar handed Jyoti the helmet and put on his own. As she pulled her's own, he swung his leg over the motorcycle. He climbed on, motioning her to the seat behind him. The seat was fairly broad and well padded. Jyoti lifted one leg over the seat and sat down, the seat being even more comfortable than it looked! Her legs were spread open, with her knees inside, touching the back of Uncle's legs. She placed her feet on the small bars that flipped out on either side of the frame. He turned to make sure she wasn't having any trouble fastening her helmet. It was already fastened and she was pulling the visor down, hiding her sparkling black eyes. He smiled at the incongruity of her outfit compared to the helmet and leather jacket. High heeled boots, deep blue jeans, satin halter top, with a black leather bag with its strap hung on her shoulder-all worn to fulfill a fantasy. Uncle turned and asked if she was ready.

"Ready as I'll ever be!" she exclaimed back, not at all sure of that statement!

She put a hand on his shoulder and got on the bike behind him. She gave him the direction of the way to move. He kicked the starter, the thing rumbled to life and he scooted back slightly, reaching one hand back to guide her arm from his shoulder down around his waist. She had to scoot back a little to allow him to move freely. Since she was already close to the back edge of the seat, she had to arch her back and tilt her hips forward and, suddenly, she understood why so many girls like to ride motorcycles.

She slid close. Her thighs bracketed his, body pressed against his back and hands holding him at his waist. He pulled out on the road, traveling slowly. The seat gently vibrated and she found that with the angle she was sitting on it, and the way her hips were tilted, her clit was getting a really nice workout! Her hips began to rock, ever so slightly, back and forth, applying just the right pressure to the firm, vibrating seat. Hugging tightly to Uncle as he eased the throttle in, and they rolled down the driveway. He accelerated down the street, turning out onto the main road, and suddenly they were doing 45! He shifted several times (frankly, her mind was elsewhere about that point in time because the faster he went, the more the seat vibrated and the better it felt!). he turned out onto another road, going well over 60 now, stand draw for those times as she was wiggling and twisting, not too hard but her cunt lips were pressing together lightly. She was still sitting very close to him. But now her hands were not holding his waist but instead were placed on his thighs. The whole romantic weather and a hot girl's breasts rubbing his back excited him.

Pawan Kumar slowly started to get an erection. As his penis had attained its full size, it was just inches away from her hand. In all this excitement, he couldn't concentrate on his riding. He didn't notice a hump and he barely managed to escape the fall. Due to this sudden jerking, she slipped her hand from his thighs and gripped his hard penis which was tilted towards the pocket of his waist.

She didn't realize what it was. Then she enquired him what was in his pocket and he told her nothing. Pawan Kumar moved her hand from his penis and place it away from his thighs to his waist.

"Uncle, keep left ahead, that is the mall," said Jyoti.

Pawan Kumar glanced towards left. There was a big five-story shopping mall, and at the top, the big-sized letters 'SPENCER' was engraved in golden colored metallic objects. The bike entered into the main gate, and the security gave them direction to move on the right side to enter the basement floor for parking. They stopped, and Pawan Kumar parked the bike in the proper place. They removed their helmets and placed those in the handlebars of the bike.

Jyoti was still curious to find out what was in his pocket. So as soon as they got off the bike, she looked down and realized what she had felt. Her face was red and she was stammering to talk. Pawan Kumar apologized to her and told her it's because of the close touch of a female.

She was very blunt, and reacted immediately, said," Uncle, we will go inside the mall, and I don't want that you should be a laughing stock before the public. It is better to wait here till you get normal," said Jyoti in an angry voice.

Pawan Kumar noticed her looking at his pants 2 or 3 times. He still ignored it. By this time, his dick was softened and came into normalcy.

"OK, Baby, now we can go," he said.

The entrance of the building was very attractive, large, wide, and made of glass. The security man opened the door for them as they entered inside. He found it crowded, most of the crowd were youngsters with their fashionable clothes, particularly the young girls were moving like multi-colored butterflies. The wall of the shopping mall was decorated with various wall patterns such as as-wooden paneling, color wall texture. Ventilators of glasses were being placed in the wall so that the air from the air-conditioned could come down and keep the mall atmosphere cool. Glazing light was everywhere, it was a different world.

"Uncle, come, we will go to the third floor," said Jyoti after dragging his hand towards escalators.

They reached the third floor. He was feeling very proud to be with a young and beautiful girl like Jyoti whom youngsters were already ogling. On the third floor, Pawan Kumar could see the shops of shoes, gents wear garments, ladies wear garments, girls wear, boys wear shops, kids wear and the kid's accessories and the other outfits shops.

Jyoti went to the ladies' section, and Pawan Kumar followed her.

She looked at a few dresses and then told him," If you want to go men's section, please go. You don't have to be here as men hate shopping with women. I'll buy some things and then I will call you, you come back then".

Pawan Kumar said," It's ok. I like to be here. I will also help you to choose from."

She asked," What do you mean by that?"

Pawan Kumar said," I like shopping with ladies. It gives me the freedom to look at other ladies in the ladies' section without being perceived as a pervert and also, I get to see my lady in different dresses. That's why I like to be here."

She laughed for a few seconds.

Pawan Kumar said with a naughty smile," I have done it many times with women. But this is my first time with a girl."

Initially, she did not get it, it took a few seconds to understand, and then she laughed very loudly. Then he heard her whispering," Naughty boy!".

Then he also joined her laugh. First, they went toward the side of the wardrobe which was filled with comfortable nightgowns, next, she went to the jeans rack by herself and started selecting jeans for her. There were various kinds of jeans available there like loose-fitting and high on the waist. She chose the low wait, body-hugging type.

Some of them were thin fabric types rather than jeans fabric, of which she took a white and a pink one. They visited the next rack where Pawan Kumar could see It was filled with ultra-low jeans and super stretchy material, the big photos of models wearing these were near the rack which looked fascinated and attractive. She started to select some dresses and then tried them on. He was not sure whether she intentionally selected those revealing dresses to entertain him or she wanted to buy them but that was the best foreplay he ever had without touching someone's body. She had a lot of time to do whatever she wanted.

The next destination was Tops and Shirt racks and she started browsing, he was feeling like a boy left in the field of chocolates. Pawan Kumar started picking up tighter ones with stretchy material, then cotton tops, short shirts- tight of course. She tried mini jeans shorts that showed off her big sexy thighs, a backless single piece that showed her back and also her black colored bra, showed her watermelon boobs covered in a transparent sexy blouse, navel and also her slim belly. Her boobs were looking so amazing and bigger than he thought.

His dick was so hard inside his underwear and tried it best to tear his underwear. For each dress, he gave compliments on how those perfectly enhanced her assets. She blushed every time and tried a green color one-piece dress.

"Jyoti, now let me buy as per my choice," Pawan Kumar said, and dragged her to again in Ladies' section.

He took her to stalls and selected tops for her, white, yellow, orange, all with cut sleeves cotton with V necks. She was not saying anything and he just took it without too much worrying about sizes because he thought he got it. He then moved to jeans and he purchased a low waste type figure-hugging jean and skin-tight leggings of stretchy material for her.

He took this opportunity to buy a pair of jeans short and tank top and she just got exploded and said, "What are you buying?"

She just realized that she reacted to him while he was doing shopping for her and backed away. After seeing her in that dress, he wanted to fuck her so badly. He couldn't control himself as he didn't want to embarrass himself in front of her. So, he inserted his right hand inside his pocket and covered his bulge with the shopping bag. But she noticed his bulge and laughed again loudly. This time he blushed and told her to stop.

She said," Someone is coming out of the shell."

Pawan Kumar replied," It's all because of you".

With a wink, she said, "I know!"

She told them to pack off all the chosen dresses. After 15 minutes she came back with a slip for payment which needed to be separately paid and then the items could be collected back from the racks. She was about to pay the money.

Pawan Kumar held her hand, and said, "No, Jyoti, in presence of me, how dare you to pay?"

He paid the money in counter, and they came outside. They crossed the lingerie section and she stood in front of the section for a while.

He understood her hesitation and asked her," Do you want to buy a bra?"

"Actually, I came here to buy a bra. I want to buy a skin color strap bra. So, I will buy it now." she said.​