My Destination, My Bondita

157 - The Taste of Her

Note: Some scenes of a sexual nature. Also, third part I posted today. Please read the last two parts first!

He placed the bowl of warm oil back down on the table beside the bed, knowing that if Bondita got a little too excited, she could knock it off his hands. 

"Turn around," he ordered, because she was facing him. 

"Why?" she asked with a pout, because she wanted to see him. 

He brought his hands to her thighs and squeezed them gently, saying, "Do as I say." 

She flipped over, blushing, as she rested her cheek against the pillow -- she still had a side view, but she couldn't see what he was doing over her body. 

Anirudh admired her bare backside from head to toe. He would never get tired of admiring her, of calling her beautiful, of being in awe over how she completed him. 

He was supposed to dip his fingers in the oil, but Anirudh placed his hand in between her legs from behind instead, making Bondita shiver with pleasure. 

"Ohh," he groaned, feeling her wet folds from behind. Just how soft she had made herself for him was now tempting him so much. 

She began to moan, and he moved his fingers away, making her pout. 

"Oil massage," he murmured, trying to maintain his focus. 

He dipped his hands into the oil and rubbed them together before massaging it into Bondita's back. She relaxed as she felt the warm oil on her back, with the gentle strength of his fingers. He knew exactly how much pressure to put. 

Anirudh on the other hand, was more interested in feeling every inch of her skin today. The oil massage was just an excuse. He knew how to make his Bondita feel good even without this. 

His hands wandered down past her lower back towards her buttocks. He squeezed them, making Bondita's breath catch in her throat. Anirudh could feel himself get hard as he pressed against them. All he wanted to do was remove his pants and slip himself inside her wet folds. This waiting game was becoming more and more difficult day by day. 

He moved down towards her legs, and massaged the back of them completely, before going to her feet, and massaging them too. 

"Pati Babuuu..." Bondita whined when he pressed her feet one by one. 

"Does it make you uncomfortable?" he teased. 

"A little," she admitted.

He smiled. Now she knew how he felt when she made him uncomfortable whenever she tried to massage and kiss his feet. 

"I'll take my revenge though!" she told him, and his smile dropped. "I'm going to give you a good foot massage soon Pati Babu!" 

Anirudh just shook his head and went up on the bed, taking her arms and gently flipping her over. She grinned when she saw his face again. 

"You'll only be able to take revenge if you survive this missy," he teased, and leaned towards her, kissing her cheek. 

She grinned again when he did that, and he dipped his hands into the oil again, bringing them to her shoulders, and sensually moving them across her collarbone. 

"Pati Babu," Bondita moaned, feeling goosebumps erupt everywhere as he lightly moved his hand across her upper chest. She pressed her legs together with need. 

"Patience, my dear," he said to her, his fingers trailing towards her breasts. 

He rubbed small circles on the soft mounds of her breasts, before using the oil to knead them properly. He paid extra attention to her nipples, massaging the oil against them as well. It was taking a lot of willpower to not lower his head and suck the nectar out of them.