"So, now can you tell me your part of the story about you realizing that I'm the only man for you?" reminded Bobby narcissistically, with a wide grin.
His words of bungle turned up to be oddly positive and attractive to Margaret as she muttered, "Alright, I don't know exactly when, but as much as I remember I like you being as my brother when we are little and found myself awkwardly attractive to you both physically and mentally when I first hit my puberty. I went through a lot myself, cursing myself for having such reactions to my own sibling, blaming myself for being nasty, and thinking that my obsession would fade, eventually. But, sadly, as we grew up into teenagers, my feelings for you didn't fade away as I thought. I began to feel a stronger connection to you, and when I thought of not being with you, I would freak out and hurt my heart so much." She whispered, cuddling tightly. "Do you now understand my woes for you?" she asked meekly.
"Umm, you love me that much. It seems your story is way cornier than mine. But hey, sorry for ignoring your feelings all this time. Believe me, I'll try making up for worrying you all this time." Bobby's honey-coated words made her chuckle heartily.
"Like how?" She asked coquettishly.
"Eh, you don't want to know that."
"Oh, come on. Just tell me, how? Please, from now onward, don't hide anything from me again." Margaret insisted as she snuggled into his embrace.
Bobby moved his body back from her, making a gap between their bodies. He grinned, vying at her body lecherously with his boisterous eyes. Margaret felt a foreboding, jittery feeling that somehow she had made a big mistake.
But it was too late, he said, "If you insist then, as a kindred-hearted gentleman like myself, I must show my lady how generous I'm….Umm... Truth be told, I would like to simply make up to you, simply like this….."
As Bobby skillfully slipped his hands inside her shirt, he bypassed her bras and grabbed her pair of melons, making her cry out abruptly.
"Bast…," Margaret almost swore, but quickly calmed herself, taking a long breath. "I know you must have liked to play with them so much, 'cause you are a hot-blooded youth. I get it. But it's not very nice of you to do that without my consent. So, be a good boy and remove them."
Bobby didn't pay heed to her words as she kept bloviating about crossing the line again. He kept playing with them.
As she kept insisting on stopping what he was doing, Bobby kind of felt annoyed and sealed her lips with his, kissing her again. Once again, the two engrossed in an ardent kiss.
Soon Margaret's body got heated up again, and she rubbed her upper body at him first and then followed her lower body.
After sharing a long, passionate kiss, they halted, panting heavily, but lust was all over their minds.
Bobby leaned toward her to kiss her again.
"Stop, I think it's enough for today. Let's stop here." Margaret said, stopping his lips with her hand.
"No," Bobby strongly disagreed.
For the first time, Margaret frowned as she kneaded her brows slightly, bringing a chill down his spine.
"Fine, but you need to agree to one last thing," Bobby suggested, looking at her affectionately.
"No, you are asking for too much." Margaret denied.
"Then I will keep teasing and tormenting your body the whole night. Let's see whether you can sleep peacefully." Bobby chuckled and said playfully.
"Fine. What do you want me to do? But you better leave my room after this." Margaret finally gave in.
Her agreement made Bobby all smile. "Hey, I'll not ask for something more than I can chew for now. Just relax and turn your back on me." Both of them were currently laying on the bed together.
Margaret glanced at him suspiciously and it suddenly flipped her impression of him being always an aloof nature, always studious, and straightforward younger brother upside down, as now, she saw him as nothing more than a shameless lecher, but luckily for him, a cute one at the least.
Bobby padded her back and gave his words again. "Relax, my dear. I will not bite you."
Margaret finally turned her body, complying with him. "You better not, or otherwise...Ahhh!…. Ahh!...." she moaned softly as her pair of breasts was once again violated by his hands.
"Stop,"
"No, just enjoy. There is nothing to be shy about with me. I am your boyfriend." Bobby whispered in her ear. "Earlier my hands were all cramped up at that position. So I tell you to turn your back on me. But now your shirt and bra were in my way again."
"Can you please stop this now? You have played enough with them already." Margaret asked.
"Margaret, I know why you are stopping me all this time. You don't need to worry anymore, thinking that you might lose control and might end up sleeping with me. That will never happen. Also, after all this, our foreplay, do you think you can sleep peacefully after I leave your room? Believe me, you will never take a wink of sleep at this rate. So stay still and let me handle it. Your hormones are already in such a disharmonious imbalance. Now, time to give special treatment to my only special lady." Bobby explained slowly, making all sense to her.
Finally, the little resistance in her mind dwindled down.
"Now, can I remove all your clothes?" Bobby asked as he sat up over the bed. He saw her close her eyes and nodded her head in agreement.
Bobby then removed all of her clothes calmly and saw her beautiful naked body. She hid her breasts with her hands and also her most secret region from his gaze.
Bobby witnessed that she was shivering slightly. He quickly covered her body with a thin blue sheet and also lay down on the bed beside her. "You are stunningly beautiful. Relax, I'll start my treatment." He then groped her for two melons and kissed her neck at the same time. Margaret, on the other hand, began to moan softly. "Forget everything and just think about us." His words worked as they finally made her relax completely, and she began to moan incessantly.
After several minutes of playing with her breasts, he hushed in her ear again, "Now, I think you are ready for my next treatment." Then he drifted his right hand down and touched her loins. "Wow, congrats! You are more than ready. Wonder what do you think I'll do to you next? Can I go further?"
"Umm-ahh, ahh!" she moaned, lying obediently as she also felt his hand touching her most sensitive region.
"I'll take that as, yes." He said and put his pinky finger inside her most sensitive hole.
"Aahh..!" Margaret began to moan louder.
"Wow, you are so tight. Then let's begin." He then began to move his finger inside her slowly, in and out.
Bobby began to increase his pace in fingering her and also her moaning also began to grow increasingly louder and louder with time.
"And my finishing move." Bobby wondered in his head as he pinched her hard nipple hard with his other hand, which was massaging her all this time.
"Aahh!" she screamed out loud as, making her first orgasm, and squirted a load, staining all over the bedsheet and Bobby's hand. She breathed out heavily as her body underwent a small spasm of ecstasy running through all over her body.
"Come here," Bobby then kissed her passionately. And, soon, they separated and lay on the bed.
"How do you feel now?" He asked.
"You get what you want. Now, get out of my room." Margaret said meekly.
"Hee-hee-hee, good night then. Sleep tight!" Bobby rushed out of the room while smelling his hand, which was covered with…..(we all know what is it…)
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